The indescribable Taoist Lord

"Thank you, Tai Sui Xingjun."

"Easy to say." The mysterious, faceless and solemn god waved his hand.

"Tai Sui Xingjun is now in charge of the secret realm of Xiantai, and the emperor is just in name. Besides, Chang'an City is busy with things, so I am a little surprised to see the emperor in Xiantai Palace."

After Wang Zhixin's role as Fulu Xingjun finished taking care of Taisui Xingjun's affairs, he turned back to ponder the purpose of Beitian Emperor's visit - no matter how out of tune every major cultivator is, he will not be aimless.

Emperor Beitian seemed to have been scolded by Lord Fuluxing, but what he said was really the truth, so he was speechless.

It seems that Wenchang has told Fulu his identity a long time ago, but he has not told himself any information about Fulu Xingjun - it is simply a bit too much, and it has made him unable to fight with Fulu Xingjun now, and he has been being ignored by Fulu Xingjun. Pressure, at a disadvantage.

And when the Emperor of Beitian saw that Wang Zhixin had no intention of opening the brocade bag in the main hall and taking out the letter inside, he felt disappointed again.

This purple-robed god stood on the stage, looking very childlike. He didn't stick to any posture, and he didn't have any formal appearance. It made Li Ping'an, who had lost his sense of existence, complain for a while - it really is you, Holy Lord. His Majesty……

Tai Sui Xingjun was also happy to see Beitian Emperor defeated - judging from his age, this Beitian Emperor was the mess left after Wude Xingjun gave up his choice. The naughty boy, who has been like this for nearly a thousand years, really makes him Headache day and night.

"Just tell me what the emperor has to say."

Wang Zhixin always likes to get straight to the point - everyone has limited time. My teacher here may only have half a day left, and there are still many memorials to be dealt with in the Gantian Palace. If you don't hurry up earlier, Zhang Qinghe will listen. It's not a big problem if he doesn't, but he is afraid that Li Mo will be beaten to the ground by the ancestors who grow vegetables and play flutes in Xiao Xuantian.

"I'm not here to see you either, Fulu."

The Emperor Beitian smiled. When it came to serious matters, he was still reliable, and even quite dignified.

Listening to the words of the Beitian Emperor, Li Ping'an fell into deep hesitation - instead of coming to see him, Lord Fuluxing, could it be that he came to see me, the night spirit officer? !

Oh, the emperor was so polite. Knowing that I was relegated to the Cangjiang River, he could not be said to be mentally unbalanced, so he followed me all the way to the secret realm of Xiantai.

Oh, they are indeed a family with the surname Li. The cohesion of the Li family makes him worthy of becoming a near-immortal family!

Li Pingan patted his thigh and thought to himself.

After hearing this, Wang Zhixin's mind sank - he didn't even think about Li Ping'an. Can the Holy Lord Xian Tang change his appearance and deliberately run to the realm of Shen Xia, but he can still be a fledgling?

If it weren't for Li Ping'an...

Wang Zhixin tentatively asked Zhang Qinghe——

"Teacher, Beitian seems to have come to see you. Does he know you are here?"

Zhang Qinghe's will stirred up a little, but he didn't look too surprised. Instead, he slowly said to Wang Zhixin:

"Let's ask and see what he has to say."

"Oh? I wonder who the emperor wants to see?" Fulu Xingjun, disguised as Wang Zhixin, asked tentatively.

"I haven't seen you. You are not him. Your aura is too stable. You don't look like a young man. You were jumping in the sky hundreds of years ago."

Wang Zhixin always felt that he seemed dull, but he had a good temperament and was devoted to learning, but now he suddenly felt a little offended.

"But Wenchang would not make such a mistake. He said that good luck and fortune will come with him, and he will eventually meet again.

Then after you appear, he and I will definitely meet again.

However, there are no traces of souls residing on the bodies of fellow Daoist Fulu and the night watchman, which is really strange.

However... it can only be said that the boy can even hide his own traces perfectly, and even people above Tiangong Overhaul can cover it up. "

The Beitian Emperor was quite satisfied in his words.

"It doesn't matter, as long as he can see this thing, it's the same for anyone.

It’s impossible to go out without help! "

Beitian Xingjun casually took out a jade book. Wang Zhixin seemed to understand but he caught it steadily.

After the jade scroll appeared in the void, Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an could clearly detect that the water energy between heaven and earth became extremely rich, and there seemed to be a dragon roaring in the dark - some kind of The calls and impulses originating from the bloodline also arise.

This is a skill that promotes the transformation of Tao, principles, and even the physical body to a high level. From Wang Zhixin's perspective, although it only has a general outline, it is at least a near-immortal holy method.

On the jade slips, the three characters engraved in gold and cloud seals are particularly conspicuous.

——"The Secret of Dragon Transformation".

"It is the extremely mysterious skill of the Shui tribe that promotes the essential transformation of the soul and body."

Wang Zhixin was extremely surprised, but he restrained himself very well.

"I guess you've seen it, and he's the one who's seen it."

The Northern Emperor said casually.

"I always feel that your breath is a bit familiar."

Through Wang Zhixin's perspective, Zhang Qinghe looked blankly at the most mysterious aquatic technique among the rumors. Then he finished the book and placed it in front of him. He thought of the spring day when the peach blossoms were still there. Before it was over, what the master in white said to him -

"What's the name... "Futu Chapter"?! It does have some meaning of the subtle improvement of Futu."

"Your skill is just an essential leap forward, but it cannot be achieved overnight. It is somewhat similar to the "Dragon Transformation Technique" of the Shui Tribe, so you can observe it."

"It doesn't matter, I can find some water tribe overhauls to reason with and borrow them."

Now that this thing was in this form, even before it was handed to his own hands, he really felt that it was a little heavy.

Now, who is he, the unruly madman who is sleeping in a bronze coffin with sword marks on his body, cracks in his soul and the growth of evil spirits, and the careless but still very intimidating emperor in front of him?

In other words, it is him, or in other words, it can no longer be him.

"Since you are living well in these years, please show me a clear path... How on earth can I save you, and how can you become an Immortal Tang Sage?"

Zhang Qinghe understood the contents of "Hua Long Jue" word for word, while murmuring with long sighs.

"Emperor, this is a great gift. You have seen that person, and he is also very satisfied."

Wang Zhixin felt the turmoil Zhang Qinghe made in his heart, and for the first time, he felt a little adept at making decisions.

Zhang Qinghe didn't think about stopping it - it was a harmless thing, so he could only smile helplessly.

However, he originally thought that it would take a while for the Shui Tribe's skills to be obtained, but unexpectedly, Li Mo sent them to him.

"Yeah, I just said, tell him, he has to be careful when going out."

Bei Tian smiled and didn't mention who that person was, nor did he mention how many Aqua Tribe cultivators he had killed before he found this thing.