The indescribable Taoist Lord

“The higher your cultivation level, the closer your natal objects are to you, the more you will feel the things related to evil spirits, and get closer to the true nature of the great world of Zhongtian.

It seems that Fellow Taoist Fulu's inspiration is far higher than I imagined, and his cultivation is probably much more advanced than Xuandou's. "

An inexplicable light flashed in Xuan Dou Xingjun's eyes, as if he was carefully trying to figure out which major cultivator in Chang'an City the Fulu Xingjun in front of him was.

There are really only a handful of people in Xiantang who can have such inspiration, but are no higher than a saint.

Wang Zhixin did not expect that Zhang Qinghe's reminder actually deepened Xuan Douxingjun's misunderstanding - he alone would not have been able to feel Wenchang Xingjun's action of breaking off the peach blossoms to drive away evil spirits that day, but it was precisely this manifestation of high inspiration that made Xuan Douxingjun had a misunderstanding.

"Fellow Daoist Xuandou is saying that Emperor Beitian and Lord Taisui Xing are waiting for me?"

Wang Zhixin finally asked the question that he had been thinking about before.

In the eyes of Xuandou Xingjun and even Beitian Emperor, his current persona is still that of the previous generation of Fulu - Xu Nieyu and Xu Huaijin are Fulu Xingjun. Wenchang Xingjun did not even tell his own people at all. .

So when he asked about this matter, Wang Zhixin casually threw a hook——

"Beitian isn't staying in Xiantang...why are you here?"

Xuan Dou Xingjun's pupils shrank - it was only now that she stared at Fulu Xingjun with some caution and awe, and she stared at him for a long time.

"Mr.

"Oh...that's right."

Wang Zhixin nodded falsely, and Xuan Douxingjun could easily see his discomfort.

Just bullshit, just bullshit...

Even Li Ping'an knew that Li Mo, the sage king in the Immortal Tang Dynasty who was hailed as the most powerful and most criticized evil cultivator in the world, was most likely one of the leaders of the most mysterious and criticized evil cultivator organization in the world. He looked at Xuan Dou Xingjun tried his best to hide his lies, and even he suddenly felt the desire to complain.

The conversation among several people ended very quickly. The corridor filled with quaint buildings seemed extremely long, as if it extended the distance of space, creating some kind of peculiar rhythm, so that everyone was approaching the "Tao" step by step. The presence. Wang Zhixin was pacing slowly among them while communicating with Zhang Qinghe.

"This corridor is also magical."

"No wonder it breeds evil spirits. This corridor is like a ladder to heaven. It is a creation that leads to the sky. It not only has entity, but also spirituality."

Zhang Qinghe looked at the quaint corridor leading to the cast-iron Sendai Palace, and seemed to have discovered the essence of it, and slowly answered it like his own student.

From the perspective of his spiritual vision, although the corridor is no different from the usual perspective of Wang Zhixin and others, what is covered in the corners and remote places is not cobwebs and dirt, but strands of flesh and blood. Creeping and growing, it is actually the same as spiders spinning webs and wood falling dust.

This is a slight alienation trend, so this corridor requires regular maintenance by dedicated personnel - and it must be done by giants who are in touch with the essence of the world.

Wenchang Xingjun probably played this role in the previous events.

And since that's the case...

"The Xiantai Temple comes from above the sky, even higher than the spiritual world and heaven, so it should have all kinds of incredible power and miracles.

Considering the importance the three deities place on God, it is really surprising that the people of the Heavenly Palace can obtain such a valuable treasure without being hunted down. "

Naturally, he only deduced what he said from the bottom of his heart, rather than telling Wang Zhixin directly - he only revealed the origin of this hall, which filled Wang Zhixin's heart with a ray of gentle and lofty truth. If we talk about the relationship between the three deities, with his current level, I am afraid that he will be overwhelmed suddenly.

But from this, Zhang Qinghe's will that remained in his heart was a little surprised - or rather, it was a surprise.

The three deities will never let go of anything related to God. Even as the representative of Taisu's will, after ascending to Tiandutian, he can no longer use the method of asking gods to expose his whereabouts. Since this Fang Xiantai Palace exists here, it means that... the three deities cannot discover this Fang Grand Hall at all, or in other words, this Fang Grand Hall blocks the three deities' perceptions!

This is exactly what Zhang Qinghe has been looking for...to escape from the sight of the gods and think about the rest.

It's hard to say that this Xiantai Grand Hall can make him have some further enlightenment, which is of great significance to the adapted version of Xiaoyao Youyou.

"What an unexpected surprise, to see such a good thing."

Wang Zhixin could clearly understand Zhang Qinghe's inner joy. Although he was a little confused, he also became joyful from the bottom of his heart.

Step by step, several people finally arrived at the palace under the guidance of Xuan Dou Xingjun.

On the high pavilion of the main hall, there was a person sitting upright, and another person standing lazily.

Needless to say, the one sitting there is Tai Sui Xingjun.

He wears a mottled mask, like a faceless person, and speaks with a certain dignity, as if he was born naturally. This god is wearing a black brocade robe with cross-collars, which is woven with incomprehensible flowing silver lines, vertical and horizontal. The interlacing makes people feel as if they are in the void outside the sky, able to gain insight into the past and future trends, revealing a destiny that cannot be interpreted by ordinary people.

Standing there was a middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade robe and a flat crown. He had broad shoulders and a tall figure. The eyebrows on the mask were calm and intimidating, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

Even ordinary people can tell that this image is the same as the clay sculpture of the Northern Emperor in the temple.

Tai Sui looked solemn and majestic, and the lazy and stateless Northern Emperor, who was clearly a tall emperor in purple robes, was like the Jingshui River and the Weihe River, and they were as distinct as two people who were in charge of the same thing in the same hall.

"I've met fellow Taoist Fulu."

"I've met fellow Taoist Fulu."

Emperor Beitian's tone was smiling, and the tone in his words was that he was at least treating Lord Fulu Xing as an equal or even a higher person.

However, Tai Sui Xingjun was obviously different. Although he nodded in response and acted friendly, it was obviously a bit casual.

This is no wonder - Tai Sui Xingjun is the oldest person in the Heavenly Palace, and has existed since the Heavenly Palace was established in the secret realm of Xiantai.

Wang Zhixin bowed his hands as a courtesy, and Li Ping'an also bowed and looked at the two people in the hall with deep meaning.

They were originally just inquiring about aquatic matters in the secret realm of Xiantai, and they just wanted to avoid the limelight, but unexpectedly, as soon as they entered, they were invited by Tai Sui Xingjun and Beitian Emperor.

This is really unexpected.

"Teacher, how should I deal with myself?" Wang Zhixin asked.

"Don't be nervous, Li Mo is here. Just act according to the situation."