Tripod Reverses the Heaven

The two old saints were so simple that they said they would leave without dragging their feet, which surprised the ancient wind.

In fact, the ancient wind chose to take risks to rescue the two old saints, but also took a fancy to their quality.

Although they asked themselves a few days ago to give an explanation, is it not their loyalty to wuliangzong?

Presumably, the reason why Li Mingyang likes these two old saints so much is also the quality of them.

"Take care, elder!"

The ancient wind shouted at the two old saints who had disappeared, with a little respect in his heart.

The world became quiet again. The ancient wind turned and looked at the closed Palace door. With a helpless sigh, he sat down again.

"Nie Qian, can't we really reconcile?"

Gu Feng was confused. It was the ninth night. Nie Qian still didn't open the Palace door for him, which made Gu Feng very disappointed.

Xiaohuo is a restless master. He doesn't know where to go to relax while taking advantage of the ancient style of meditation. In front of such a big ethereal palace, there was only ancient wind sitting silently.

The revival of the two old saints, including promotion, has greatly affected the ancient style. After this event, he once again saw the terrible of the world tree.

Heavenly tree, heavenly fruit.

The fruit of the world tree is the divine fruit of the way of heaven, which is the essence of a monk's life and the crystallization of the fruit of the way.

A fruit can not only bring a saint who is on the verge of becoming a Taoist priest back to life, but also directly increase each other's longevity and make their cultivation soar... Can such a fruit be compared with divine medicine? If it is known by outsiders, it is estimated that the eight wastelands will have to be hit and sunk.

As time went by, it was bright. It was the tenth day. The gate of the ethereal palace was still closed and did not open the gap.

The ancient wind still sits honestly, motionless, and looks very patient.

No one in wuliangzong bothered him, as if all the gratitude and resentment had been written off.

As time goes by, the setting sun falls in the west, and the day is coming to an end.

After sitting around for a day, I finally opened my eyes and felt a faint pain in my heart.

"It's been ten days, Nie Qian. Can't you really forgive me?"

The old wind murmured, and his heart was bitter.

Among his women, Nie Qian is probably the most indebted.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end. What cause they plant and what fruit they bear. This is the evil fruit I planted myself. No matter how bitter it is, I have to swallow it with tears. "

Having figured this out, Gu Feng closed his eyes again and planned to continue sitting.

He also thought very clearly. If there is nothing left or right, he will always wait here, even until Nie Qian produces. He didn't believe that Nie Qian could be so ruthless and wouldn't let herself in when the child was born.

In fact, where does the ancient wind know? Nie Qian made a decision two days ago. As long as the ancient wind can stick to today's dark, she will let the ancient wind in and completely dispel the past grievances.

In the palace, Nie Qian sat quietly in a hall with a big stomach in one hand, as leisurely and complacent as a person who has nothing to do.

The middle of the temple was full of her maidservants, twelve in number.

At this time, a maid said, "madam, according to your prior agreement, we should invite him in now. This is the tenth day."

Gently sipped Antai fragrant tea. Nie Qian still pretended to be nothing and asked softly, "is he still outside?"

"Yes, madam!"

"Has it ever been dark outside?"

"Madam, the sun has set in the West. In another hour, it will be dark!"

"Then wait until it's dark. If he can hold on for another hour, let him in!"

"Yes, madam!"

Several maidservants looked at each other, and their faces showed a knowing smile.

They are happy for the ancient style and happy for Nie Qian.

There are really few people in the world who can make the demon star willing to act as the door god for ten days.

Gu Feng is willing to wait outside the palace for ten days, which shows his sincerity and love. Nie Qian is bound to be happy with such a man.

"Ten days have passed. It's just an hour. Isn't it the same as playing?"

Several maidservants communicated privately, all happy for the ancient style.

At the horizon, the residual red retreats, the sky turns dark, and it will be completely dark in less than half an hour.

The ancient wind is still sitting still.

No matter how dark the sky is, it's gray. The sky is basically dark, but it's not dark yet.

In the palace, Nie Qian was still expressionless and pretended to be nothing, but she was excited in her heart.

At this time, another maid said, "madam, according to the agreement, we should invite him in. It's dark outside."

"Oh, is it dark? How time flies! "

Nie Qian put down the cup in her hand, and her mood slowly became a little restless.

After ten days of test, she completely put down her hatred for ancient customs. In any case, archaism is her child's husband. She can't really hate archaism all her life.

"Madam? Now the maidservant went and invited him in. "

A maid asked tentatively.

"If you want, please. What's none of my business?" Nie Qian deliberately crossed her face and then opened her mouth again: "come on, help me back to my room to have a rest!"

"Yes!"

The maidservant in the hall was delighted when she saw that Nie Qian had this expression. At this time, Nie Qian needs a step, and everyone knows it. Later, as long as the ancient wind can put down his posture and say a few warm words, this article will be completely turned over.

The two maidservants helped Nie Qian back to her room, while the others hurried outside the palace.

For ten days, the ancient style has successfully accepted the test, and everyone is happy for the ancient style.

Outside the palace, the ancient wind is still sitting. He doesn't know that his happiness is coming. His mood is still as plain as water. Gu Jing has no waves. He plans to wait for a long time.

While Nie Qian and several maidservants discussed letting him in, wuliangzong had an amazing change.

Three golden long rainbows came rapidly from a distance and poured terrible blood rain one after another, startling the voice of immeasurable sect everywhere.

The old style of honest sitting suddenly opened his eyes, and he was completely shocked.

"Is that... Master Li Mingyang and the other two old saints?"

On the spot, Gu Feng stood up. He saw clearly that the three golden Changhong were Li Mingyang and kunba and Wu Xutian who had just achieved the throne two days ago.

"They encountered a great enemy, suffered heavy losses, and fled back in confusion?"