Talk about the world of mortals in detail

After the bones have completely disappeared from heaven and earth, Chang Geng Xingjun can finally return to the Emperor of Heaven.

But before that, even Chang Geng Xingjun couldn't help but look at the hand raised by Yi Shuyuan. He knew that what the other person was holding was the special elixir refined in the alchemy furnace, or It's more appropriate to call it an alchemy.

Helping Yi Daozi to refining the immortal bones was an order from heaven. Now that it's over, you can pay more attention to other things.

"I wonder if I can take the liberty to ask the Immortal Lord, what is the treasure that came out of the furnace?"

As Chang Geng Xingjun, his own Shinto method required him to practice Taibaijin Qi. His feelings about "that sword" just now were actually far better than those of ordinary practitioners, and even better than the two disciples Shi Sheng and Qi Zhongbin beside him.

It has been determined that the treasure pill produced by the pill furnace is related to the sword's intention, and after seeing this shocking sword, Chang Geng Xingjun wants to know what this treasure is even more.

Yi Shuyuan almost forgot that the seemingly old god in front of him was actually the master of Xiu Tai Platinum Weapon, and the god of killing when necessary. He didn't hide it, and he didn't want others to pass on his name indiscriminately, so he showed his left hand again. Revealing the Xuan Jin Dan, he answered with a smile.

"This is the Xuanjin Pill, which can also be called the Xuanjin Sword Pill!"

"Kenmaru?"

Chang Geng Xingjun repeated one sentence in confusion, and Yi Shuyuan answered in the affirmative.

"The refined steel that has been refined over a hundred times can be transformed into softness that wraps around the fingers. It is a combination of strength and softness in both movement and stillness. It is a sword pill!"

Chang Geng Xingjun looked at the pill in Yi Shuyuan's hand at close range. There was a layer of light white light like mist on it, and he could feel a hint of chill.

It was also at this time that Chang Geng Xingjun suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

The originally thick clouds had turned white at this moment, and the traces in the sky brought by Yi Daozi's sword were still there, but the thunder and heavy rain gradually disappeared unconsciously, and the rainbows on both sides faded with them.

At this moment, the rain in the sky disappeared, but snowflakes began to fall, as if that sword took away the spring and summer, swept away the entire autumn, and finally took away the winter that should have existed in Xuanjin Mountain.

However, Yi Shuyuan flicked his sleeve at this moment, and the real fire of the alchemy furnace not far away spread the heat. The snow that fell halfway in the sky melted into water droplets again in the air, and when it fell on the mountain, it looked like spring rain again.

At this time, Jiang Lang had arrived at Xuanjin Mountain and landed next to Yi Shuyuan. He just gave a shallow salute to Lord Chang Geng and then spoke immediately.

"Lao Yi, when you refine such a treasure, you don't inform me in advance, and you make a fuss every time when I'm not around, right?"

Yi Shuyuan was angry.

"This time it's clear that you can't bear the loneliness, I didn't drive you away!"

Jiang Lang grinned, leaned close to Yi Shuyuan and whispered.

"Okay, okay, but Nanhai Longzi wants to invite you to visit the Dragon Palace. Will you give me the honor?"

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Jiang Lang.

"Even if it is Nanhai Longjun's face, I, Yi Shuyuan, may not be able to give it to you, but I recognize your Brother Jiang's face. When will you go?"

When Jiang Lang heard this, a smile appeared on his face. This sentence sounded more satisfying than taking elixir.

"Since you have been refined into bones, why don't you leave now? There must be nothing important in Tiangong that requires you, right?"

Although Jiang Lang spoke in a low voice, it was not a private transmission and could naturally be heard by others. Yi Shuyuan looked at Chang Geng Xingjun and bowed his hands.

"Mr.

"This is what it should be!"

Chang Geng Xingjun also bowed his hand in return. Then in his sight, Yi Shuyuan nodded. He unfolded his folding fan and took back the Douzhuan Qiankun Furnace. Then he and Jiang Lang flew into the wind. Hui Mian had naturally been there for a long time. Lying on the shoulder.

Seeing this, Shi Sheng and Qi Zhongbin also bowed to Chang Geng Xingjun, and then followed their master.

Chang Geng Xingjun stood there for a while, glanced around the Xuanjin Mountain, and then ascended to the sky. Soon after, the gods and men in the mountain took off one after another, turning into streaks of divine light and flying towards the heaven.

The matter of Yi Daozi's unrefined bones at Xuanjin Mountain came to an end here. Only the practitioners from various walks of life who came to try their luck were still in the mountain, but they also began to leave one after another.

After all, since we are looking for opportunities, we have to find a way, but a few of them are unwilling to leave, including an immortal cultivator who is still painting with brushes. It is not a waste for them to see the splendor of that sword this time. This trip is over.

Seeing that Yi Daozi went to the South China Sea and the gods died one after another, Cai Yusheng also took his disciples to Yufeng and planned to leave.

But when passing by a peak in Xuanjin Mountain, he suddenly stopped and then dropped in height. The rest of the accompanying disciples followed the headmaster down one after another.

On the mountain peak, an immortal cultivator opened his desk and was painting. A boy next to him was mixing different kinds of special paints and inks for the painter to use.

The painter is not an ordinary person, and at this moment, there is an unparalleled sword intent in him. This sword intent seems to change with his paintings. It is as strong as steel and as soft as water. Just being close to this mountain top makes Xiu... Cai Yusheng, who has a good reputation, feels like he is facing an edge.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, it's really wonderful!"

I must draw the sword of the Immortal Lord, I must draw it!

"Did you just hear that?"

The painting immortal cultivator seemed to have noticed Cai Yusheng's arrival in the painting, so he asked. At least Cai Yusheng felt that the other party was asking him and the disciples of Zishan Sect, not the boys around him.

"What did you hear?"

Cai Yusheng asked, and the immortal cultivator in the painting did not look back, but his voice was filled with excitement as he answered.

"The sound of the sword! No, it's the sound of strings, no, it's the sound of Dao! The Immortal Lord used his sword to sacrifice, and there was no sound or even the sound of the strings."

Jian Yin, Dao Yin?

If someone else said this, Cai Yusheng might be a little suspicious, but the sword intent on the man in front of him was also unusual, which made him look up at the sky. Even though there were not many traces left at the moment, the clouds in the middle were still much thinner than the two sides.

Looking at the desk again, the scroll also showed changes in the sword's intention. The clouds parted to welcome the sun, the rainbow followed, the rain turned into snow, and then the spring breeze returned again, full of all kinds of changes.

This picture scroll is obviously static, but when people look at it, they can feel the change of the sword's intention, and at that moment, the picture scroll will also change.

The painting fairy Xiu was writing quickly while the weather in the mountains was gradually returning to normal. He was afraid that the remaining artistic conception in his heart would disappear, so he was excited and nervous.

At the same time, the immortal cultivator was already thinking about the name of the scroll.

The title of "Picture of Sword and Rainbow Dividing Rain" has leapt into my heart.

After Cai Yusheng landed on the top of the mountain, a disciple came behind him and wanted to speak, but he reached out to stop him.

I didn't expect that someone could really draw the sword that the Immortal Lord used just now!

"Master, why doesn't the Immortal Lord let the snow fall? It will definitely look better!"

The boy suddenly asked this question when he was mixing paint, and although the painter was in the artistic conception of his own understanding and couldn't help himself, he still answered.

"In the huge Xuanjin Mountain, spring is coming this winter. If it were to be a severe winter, the flowers, plants and animals would probably be caught off guard. But now the warmth is still there, snow does not fall in winter, and frost does not care about the mountain!"

Hearing this, Cai Yusheng couldn't help but look at the monk in the painting again. No matter who he was, he must get to know him! ——

Over the South China Sea, seeing Yi Shuyuan and others flying in together with Jiang Lang, Nanhai Longzi over there suddenly showed a look of surprise and couldn't help but say to the people around him.

"This King Jiang Long is so proud! He actually invited Yi Daozi here!"

The dragon clan on one side patted the horse road.

"Your Highness, this must be Yi Daozi giving you face. I heard that you invited him, how could he not come?"

Who knew that when Longzi heard this, he looked at the others and shook his head.

"If my father invites me, maybe Yi Daozi will give him face, but as for me, it's not that big of a face."

After saying that, Long Zi stopped talking and immediately stepped forward on the clouds, leaving the sea area to meet Yi Shuyuan. Before the people there arrived, Jiang Lang's voice came first.

"Your Highness, Jiang Lang is lucky to have honored his mission and invited Lao Yi here!"

Although Jiang Lang said so, Long Zi did not dare to really answer the question like this, but took the first step to salute at the head of the cloud.

"I have admired the name of the Immortal Lord for a long time. Xiaolong is really happy to be invited to come. Come with me to the South China Sea Dragon Palace!"

"Your Highness Longzi, you're welcome!"

Not reaching out to hit the smiling person, not to mention Long Zi was so polite. After Yi Shuyuan returned the gift, he talked and laughed with the other person and flew to the distant sea. Then the sea parted into waves and everyone escaped into the sea.

Deep in the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea, a dragon tribe returned here first, hurriedly entered the depths of the Dragon Palace, and trotted to the Dragon King's study with the water belt attached.

On a study couch inside, Nanhai Longjun was taking a nap on his side with a pillow on his hand.

The dragon hurriedly walked indoors, and the water vapor on his body was sucked away by the bubble membrane outside the study. Although his steps were gentle, his speed was not slow. Even when he saw the dragon taking a nap inside, he still spoke.

"Long Jun, Yi Daozi is coming soon!"

Nanhai Longjun slowly opened his eyes, then sat up, with a smile on his face.

"Killing my son-in-law Chenglong is just like a normal person!"

Upon hearing this, the dragon clan who came to summon him was immediately frightened and couldn't help but say something.

"Lord Long, that was killed by Emperor Fumo"

Long Jun looked at the person and couldn't help but shook his head slightly. Everyone knew the relationship between Yi Daozi and Xiansheng Zhenjun. I heard from some demon clansmen who escaped that Liao Yaohuang once obtained two elixirs. If Yi Daozi was not among them, Daozi's plan doesn't make sense at all.

As for the so-called banshee stealing pills?

Hey, who is Yi Daozi? What monster in the world can steal the elixir from him?

When they came into contact with Long Jun's eyes, the Dragon Clan who had come to report happily were suddenly frightened and did not dare to speak, and even felt a sense of tension in their hearts.

For the Dragon Clan, many people are actually arrogant outside. Relatively speaking, the Dragon Clan will not think too much about some things that others would be scrupulous about. But today, this Dragon Clan feels uneasy at this moment. Even though this is the South China Sea Dragon Palace, facing That’s right, there are countless true dragons in the world.

What should we do if there is a conflict between Long Jun and Yi Daozi?

Yi Daozi is not just a master of mystical skills. Lord Long won't be in trouble with him at this juncture, right?

But at this moment, Nanhai Longjun still sighed and then stood up.

"That's all. If we can't survive this calamity, we have to take the blame for it. Yi Daozi is also kind to our dragon clan. He sent an order to prepare a banquet and asked those incompetent people to come out and follow me to greet Yi outside the palace. Daozi!"

The Dragon Clan who came to summon him could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.