Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Yes, I'm going back. Unknowingly, it has been more than 100 years since I left the xuanhuang continent. It's time to go back and have a look! " The ancient wind replied truthfully.

As soon as the words fell, Ning Zelong's face changed greatly and his mind was shocked. He took a big step back and said in a trembling voice, "you... You really want to go back, you... Really can go back!"

At this moment, Ning Zelong's heart can almost only be described by turning over rivers and seas. In any case, he could not imagine that the ancient wind could really go back, that he really wanted to go back, and that there was a way to go back. How many years have they left the xuanhuang continent together? Ancient wind can go back so soon?

He patted Ning Zelong on the shoulder and asked half jokingly, "I really plan to go back. Do you want to go back?"

"I... I don't know, I don't know!"

In fact, in these more than 100 years, Ning Zelong really wanted to go back, and more than once or twice. Unfortunately, he couldn't find his way back, so he had to stay here and be his king of earth mountain.

"If you don't know, think about it!"

There was a smile on the corner of the ancient wind's mouth. While talking, he patted Ning Zelong on the shoulder.

Then, he turned his eyes to the venerable ones and said, "I haven't figured out how to deal with the Scriptures yet. You should step back first. I have to catch up with my old friends!"

"Scriptures? What Scripture? "

Ning Zelong was curious and asked. He just recovered from the shock. He didn't know why.

But the old wind sighed and said, "do you see those young people behind you? They are all the best in the world. They are the pride of heaven. If there are no good resources to cultivate them, I'm afraid their future will be ruined. Therefore, I intend to reward the twelve holy kings, but I'm afraid... "

With that, the ancient wind swept his eyes to this group of zuns, and finally fell on Tianlong Zun and aojian Zun. What he wanted to say was obvious.

Ning Zelong's eyes also turned with the ancient wind. When he saw aojian and Tianlong, the whole person was stunned by mistake. His eyes immediately widened and showed his incredible face.

"They... Their accomplishments..."

"It was me, I helped them on a whim, but the result was imbalance. Now you can see that my intention is to leave the king's scriptures to the young people behind, but if I really throw them out and let them go, wouldn't it lead to great disaster? Those young people are hard to get. "

"Oh, I see, I see."

Ning Zelong showed a clear color and was still very shocked. On the one hand, it shocked the ancient wind that it could produce twelve holy King's sutras at once. On the other hand, it shocked the ancient wind that it had the means to directly promote two people who were about to die into a holy world. Since ancient customs can have such means, how high should their own realm be?

After thinking for a while, Ning Zelong said to the ancient wind, "it's actually easy to do. You can take the lead and run a college. Take these venerable people to be elders. You can practice them when you are free. As long as everyone has a share, you're not afraid of being stolen by anyone, are you? "

"Establish a college?" Gu Feng was stunned, then smiled and nodded: "that's a good idea. In this way, no one really wants to steal it. But in this way, my scriptures will become public in the world. "

Gu Feng smiled helplessly and asked, "but who should be the dean? The first point of the dean's selection is to be able to convince the public, and the second point is to have no selfishness. If a good Dean is not elected, the world will eventually create a great disaster for the Scriptures. "

"This..." for a moment, Ning Zelong was also in trouble. After pondering for a long time, he said, "in fact, if you can trust me, I can do it. Just... I want to go back with you! "

"You really want to follow me back!"

The ancient wind sighed, and then the corners of his mouth also aroused a smile.

He patted Ning Zelong on the shoulder and said, "if you really want to be clear, I can really take you back. But have you really figured it out? If you stay here, you are the master of heaven and earth. If you go back to the xuanhuang continent, you will be nothing... "

"I... I have to think about it!"

Ning Zelong is in trouble again. If he is asked to give up everything now and continue to be a "talented disciple" and a "young talent", he must be a little unwilling.

Here, he is the king and dominates the whole world. Once back to the xuanhuang continent, there are too many junior saints like him. At the same time, the ancient wind goes back only after stepping into the realm of true immortals. If he goes back with the ancient wind in the realm of small saints, won't he become a laughing stock of others?

Enter the immortal yard together, leave the xuanhuang continent together, and embark on the immortal road together. Now, one is really immortal, but the other is still standing still

"Hehe, since you haven't figured it out, think about it again. If you want to stay, I'll let you stay. If you want to go back, I'll take you back. If you want to continue on Chengxian road with me, I can also take you... "

While talking, the ancient wind stepped into the temple again, leaving a natural and unrestrained figure for Ning Zelong.

The simple words made Ning Zelong's mind jump wildly again.

What did the old wind say? Can you take yourself on the road?

In fact, in these more than 100 years, although Ning Zelong stood at the top of the world, they were not very happy. And it also has a taste of being too cold at high altitude.

Why do monks come to practice against the sky? For, is to compete with heaven and earth for that wisp of luck, constantly change your life against the sky, so that you can live longer.

Ning Zelong stays here. Although he can be carefree, he can never go further in the way of cultivation. In other words, if he doesn't find a way to leave, he will have to be trapped in this small world forever until Shouyuan runs out and dies.

Stay here, that is, no pursuit, no goal, no faith... Such a day is terrible, no difference from walking dead. Such a day, like that salted fish, never want to turn over!

Ning Zelong, who had a long and hard time to calm down, followed up the temple. He stood behind the ancient wind like a obedient little attendant.

At this time, the middle-aged man who just denounced the ancient style and the young man in green robe who reported the news were still crawling on the ground, trembling and afraid to look up at the ancient style.

Gu Feng looked at them, pondered for a while, then sighed and asked the middle-aged man, "presumably, you should be the guardian of this temple? Although your words collided with me, in the final analysis, it is also safeguarding my dignity. So... You are meritorious and innocent. "