Reverend Insanity

The wind whistling in the ear.

The golden sky is brilliant.

The azure wolf group walked in the air, Fangyuan rode on the back of the Azure Wolf King, and the wind blew his hair back.

His eyes were calm and he was thinking about the color. In the past few days, he has been acquainted with the secret language of the mound, but unfortunately no progress.

A splendid palace gradually emerges from the end of the horizon, with a round flat top.

Upon perceiving this, Fang Yuan’s gaze immediately shifted to the past, leaving aside the confused thoughts in his mind.

His face flashed a touch of emotion.

The Holy Palace is finally here!

With the approach of Fangyuan, a palace of shackles slowly reveals its full picture.

It is divided into eight layers, up to eight hundred feet. The first layer, the bottom layer, has the widest footprint. The second layer is above the first layer, and the third layer is like this.

On each floor, there are walls that are concentric circles.

The snow-white city wall hòu reaches three feet, and the walls are connected together without any gaps. On the wall, every other distance, there are colorful towers. Each tower has different colors, red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, and is separated from each other.

After the layers are stacked, the entire Holy Palace looks like a towering mountain.

As Fangyuan approached rapidly, the entire Holy Palace was like a rise from the ground, and it turned out to be empty!

Planting, the Holy Palace!

Even if Fang Yuan is well-informed, I will see it at the moment and I will be amazed.

"What is flying in the sky?"

"The Wolf King is here!"

"As with the intelligence, it should be the Azure wolves."

The appearance of Fang Yuan also caught the attention of the teachers in the Holy Palace.

At this moment, tens of thousands of people have been stationed in the Holy Palace. These people are lucky, and after entering the blessed land, the location is near the holy palace. Therefore, it is earlier than Fangyuan.

Heilanlan had already been accounted for, and the mentors who were responsible for the interviews quickly reacted.

When Fangyuan slowly landed, people stood on the first floor of the giant city gate.

Fang Yuan’s Wanlang Wang Gang landed, and the sergeant greeted him and went to see him: “Wolf King, you are back. The small three students are fortunate and are responsible for guiding you into the city. Your residence is in the eighth place. The floor, the room has been cleaned for you."

"Well, don't be impatient, let me take a look at it first." Fang Yuan nodded faintly, and got the azure wolf. In the respect of the giant Yang Xianzun, the Holy Palace is not allowed to ride on a ride, only walking on foot.

"It is a small privilege to obey the adults."

Follow the sorcerer and walk into the Holy Palace.

In the Holy Palace, there are a large number of pavilions and palace courtyards. From the outside, the flying scorpion picks up, the corner of the house rises, the copper tile is gold, and the beauty is beautiful.

Each building division is constructed and layered. In some places, it is vast and bright, and it is grand and grand. In some places, the corridors are interlaced, the halls are mixed, and the space is unpredictable.

In the interior of the pavilion hall, whether it is a column or a girders, it is full of brightly colored paintings and carvings, full of luxury and rich weather.

“Adults, here is the Yile Palace. The great ancestors of Juyang, now living in the Holy Palace, hold a grand musical celebration in this palace every day. According to historical records, there will be a lot of battles in every celebration. Dance, in order to win the favor of the ancestors of the giant yang."

"Adult, here is the Spring Soup Hall, which has the largest hot spring in Beiyuan. Every seven days, the ancestors of Juyang invite hundreds of thousands of baboons to come here to soak in water and play."

“Here is the Fragrance Garden, where the ancestors of Juyang once moved the mythical 'wine pool' and 'meat forest' here. Every morning, the meat forest produces a variety of flavors, very delicious meat and fruit. In the evening, there will be a variety of fine wines in the wine cellar."

Every time I went to the place, I introduced them to each other, and the eloquence was good.

Fang Yuan An Bu was a car, browsing around, I found it very interesting.

On the fourth floor of the Holy Palace, the sergeant introduced Fangyuan to the main hall.

"Adult, here is the painting palace of one of the Eight Palaces of the Holy Palace. The ancestors of the Giant Yang are versatile, especially good at painting. The murals in this palace are all books of his own. Please come here."

The teacher opened the side door of the palace and asked Fang Yuan to go in.

The Eight Palaces of the Holy Palace have the main entrance, but only the giant Yang Xianzun can enter and exit. Although Juyang Xianzun has passed away, this rule is still passed down. The followers follow this rule and express their awe and love for Juyang Xianzun.

Going into the palace, the huge murals suddenly filled the horizon of Fangyuan.

There is nothing in the palace, only the walls of the giant python. These walls are painted with a variety of beautiful people, or charming and enchanting, or pure as water, or grinning, or bowing meditation. The state of mind is moving and full of people, there are more than 80,000!

"The women who can be recorded in the painting palace are the darlings of the ancestors of the giant yang. At that time, they were able to be painted by Xianzun, which is the glory of the world's women. There are countless ancestors of the giant yang. Everyone here is a leader, and now it is forever."

The singer said that he was here, and his face was full of feelings.

Fang Yuan did not speak, but only silently, and secretly said: "There is no end to the eternal life. At least five hundred years ago, Wang Tingfu was destroyed by the destruction of Zhongzhou Yuxian, and the Holy Palace became a perfect sound. Oh, true eternal life, Even if it is as strong as Xianzun, it can't be done..."

Everyone came here, all of them were taken by the luxury and wealth of the Holy Palace, and the magnificence of the emperor was taken, even if they were not obsessed with fascination, they would have awe in their hearts.

However, Fang Yuan has tasted a fading and decay from this glory.

No eternal life, how strong is it like a fairy?

The eternal winds are like giant yang, but now it has vanished. The traces left are like proof, but in Fangyuan's feeling, this kind of testimony is full of the meaning of failure, with a touch of ridicule and sadness.

You are already doing it.

"Let's go, take me directly to the eighth floor of the residence." Fang Yuan sighed and told him.

After picking up the sorcerer, he quickly put away the obsessive color on his face. He was late and doubted: "But adults, the Holy Palace has a lot of scenery, we just started! In addition to these, there are also the Women’s Palace, the Palace of the Young Girl, and the charming The temple, the innocent temple. There is also the Xiangxiang Palace, which was dedicated to female aliens, even the Mao people. There is also the Jade Palace, which uses soft jade to make beautiful portraits for the ancestors to enjoy."

The teacher’s heart was anxious, and he said that these places could not be entered by his own body.

He really wants to take this opportunity to feast his eyes.

But Fang Yuan did not satisfy his small wish.

In the old age of Juyang Xianzun, there was very little lower bound and lived in the Holy Palace. It is in the middle of a long life, and it is a simple residence.

Every year, Beiyuan will select a large number of women for him to enrich the Holy Palace.

For the last time, Ju Yang Xian Zun came to the Holy Palace and did not come to these women. After he established the 88-degree Zhenyang Building and set the rules for the battle of Wang Ting, he was completely swayed and disappeared into the eyes of the world.

The Holy Palace is thus dying, and the poor women who look like flowers are as if the canaries are kept in cages.

Although Wang Tingfu’s land is large, he has no self-confidence. The bigger place is also a cage.

In the end, they are honestly here, spending a lot of youth. They can't escape, and no one dares to rescue them.

Under the great glory of Juyang Xianzun, the pain, sadness, and compassion of many women were buried.

In the eyes of Fang Yuan, the value of the Holy Palace is not high.

It is only the remains of the ancestors of the giant yang, and there is no daring to leave here. The valuables left over from the past have long been scraped by the sergeants of the past. Even after the Zhongzhou Zhuxian, they all found out and found nothing.

The only valuable place in the Holy Palace is the entire Wang Tingfu land. No, more accurately, it is the most valuable place in the entire North Plains.

That is the top of the eight-story - 88-degree Zhenyang Building!

Proposed by Juyang Xianzun, the shacks that the long-haired ancestors personally produced.

Eight turn fairy!

But now, there is no time.

The top of the eighth layer is just a blank. Only when the blizzard broke out in ten years, the 88-degree Zhenyang Tower will gradually appear.

In the days that followed, Fang Yuan was deeply immersed, while continuing to practice while waiting for the opening of Zhenyang Building.

Azure wolves, handed over to others to take care of, no need to worry about the source.

During this period, Hei Loulan sent people to call him and revealed his intention to recruit him.

Join the black family and become a foreigner?

In the face of this proposal, Fang Yuan said that he should consider it and reveal the color of his intentions. But in fact, he will never do this.

The human skin can disguise him as a wolf king, but in the end it is a singularity. In the face of the exploration of the fairy, it is very likely that it will be exposed.

It is a common practice for the super-powers in the Beiyuan area to recruit foreigners. In this way, you can turn the magic road into a right way, which is very helpful for the major golden tribes to hold the North Plains.

For the things on the peak of the star, the black Loulan did not mention anything. However, there is a rumor that has gradually risen, saying how the wolf king is overbearing, how the performance of the other party's source is on the peak of the star, how bad it is, how to bully the weak, depicting the exaggeration of the three points, but it seems to be true and credible.

Fang Yuan’s heart sneer ~www.readwn.com~ This is obviously someone pushing behind the scenes, ruining his reputation.

"Pan Ping is very likely, Sun Huichan and others are also motivated, and even black Loulan. But even if I am discredited, what can I do?"

In the same year, Juyang Xianzun was a famous martyr who was famous for his flowers. What now? It is the fairy respect that everyone admires!

How many happiness did he destroy when he gathered in the harem and trampled on many girls?

But even today, no one has publicly accused him.

Everything in the world, power is fundamental.

On earth, people are awesome and three are tigers. That is because everyone is a commonplace, and the rules of the world are different. It is impossible for individuals to have the power to transcend groups.

But here, it is not the case.

This is one of the reasons why Fangyuan loves this world.

After half a month, the golden sky suddenly shook like water.

The entire land began to tremble slightly.

Out of the air, a ray of light shines like a sun, suddenly placed in the top of the palace.

The light continued the effort of Sancha tea and gradually disappeared. Wherever there was nothing, there was a tower.

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