Valkyrie Bloodline

The ruins in front of him made Fatty Wu look disappointed.

Even wanting to howl and cry, the legend is full of fairy books and ancient scriptures, and the heavenly palace left by the ancient immortals has long been destroyed.

How will he face Jiang Dong's elders when he goes back?

How to deal with the many elders of the Ninth-generation Sect who put all their hopes on him?

"I said gentleman Confucianism, how about your Confucianism and your support for the Nine Dynasties?"

Seeing that Xianyuan had no play, Fatty Wu rolled his eyes and suddenly licked his face with a flattering smile.

Just as gentlemen and Confucian scholars are familiar with the Confucian School, as a descendant of the Nine Dynasties School, Fatty Wu also knows many secrets about the Confucian School. Even if there were things that many ancient families didn't know, he knew a little bit about it.

Naturally, I understand how powerful Confucianism is!

"Do you really want Confucianism to help?"

Gentleman Ru squinted his eyes with a smile, and did not directly refuse.

But Fatty Wu immediately shook his head, "Forget it, forget it, you Confucian people are not bad guys, you really want to ask you to ask for something, Fat Master, I can't stand the toss of hundreds of catties of meat. "

Fatty Wu shook his head again and again. In other words, he said that he really wanted the Confucian school to take advantage of the first few generations of the Ninth-Generation Gate.

Although he also knew that he really wanted him to speak, with the Confucian sect's ability, it could indeed bring the nine generations back to life. Not to mention the reappearance of the glory of the year, at least it is enough to make the Ninth Dynasties shine in the new year, comparable to those of the big teachers.

However, there is no free lunch in the world. Once the Confucianists make a move, the nine generations will certainly pay a certain price.

And that price, he actually guessed a little bit, and for this reason, even if the generations of the Ninth-Generation Sect had not fallen to this level, they never thought of getting help from the Confucian Sect.

"In fact, why do you both stick to that promise back then."

A sigh was revealed from the mouth of a gentleman.

The relationship between the Nine Dynasties Gate and the Confucian Gate is complicated. Even the Nine Dynasties Gate did not begin with the Nine Dynasties emperor, but has emerged from an even older age. Like Confucianism, it is the place with the longest existence in the world.

It's just that the Confucian school is still the same now, but the Ninth-Generation School is almost impossible to pass on even the incense.

"Cut, Shao Huyou, Fat Master, I, although Fat Master sneered at the **** promises left by that old ancestor, but since those old guys would rather die than give up, Fat Master, am I a perfidious person?"

He curled his mouth, but his small eyes were gurgling.

The gentleman was not angry, and laughed when he heard the words, "Yes, although people in your line seem heartless, they are extremely trustworthy. Otherwise, that person would not leave things in your hands."

"Sorrowful scholar, what do you mean?"

Fatty Wu suddenly exploded when he heard it!

"What does heartlessness and lunglessness mean? Are they all calculating like you guys every day? I really don't understand whether you are tired or not. In the end, it's not for that person to guard. You might as well persuade me to persuade the old guys. , This has been for so many years, if that person could return, there would have been movement long ago, maybe..."

"Speak carefully!"

Jun Ziru interrupted Fatty Wu's speechlessness, and even revealed an unprecedented touch of dignity and awe on his face.

"Okay, I really want that person to return. My ninth-generation door can be beautiful, even the lintel, I know Fat Master."

If these words were known to the outside world, they would be shocked!

Who could have imagined that the Ninth-Generation Sect, which was not as good as the third-rate sect, would have such a relationship with the mysterious Confucian Sect. Especially it seems to be guarding something for a certain existence.

"The Kunlun idiots told them they didn't listen, but now it's okay, leaving nothing but ruins."

Fatty Wu kicked off the gravel under his feet, revealing many ruins of the Temple of Heaven, and at the same time resentment that could not be resolved for millions of years floated from it.

"It's been so many years, still can't stand your eyes?"

The gentleman Confucian frowned slightly, and the two seemed to know a lot about ancient Kunlun.

"Junziru, do you want to save them?"

"Friend Daoist Wu, I am not a monk, and this transcendence is beyond my ability."

Fatty Wu nodded when he heard the words, "That's true. Speaking of it, the one called Kong Huan, is it from over there?"

From the beginning, the eyes of the two were not above the ruins.

But in the Tianhe overhead, especially Li Ye and Kong Huan, who tempered themselves with the power of Tianhe, and the law of terror appeared from time to time, and the law of heaven and earth resonated.

The aura is so amazing, you can't hide it at all.

"perhaps."

"Maybe, there is that kind of Buddhism inheritance between this world and the earth, and there is only that place. This kid gives me a weird feeling. He always feels like a good person."

Fatty Wu murmured, but it made Gentleman Ru feel funny.

"Why are you laughing, Fatty, I'm telling the truth, that kid has more secrets than you! But I really want to talk about it, hehe, what do you think of him?"

When the conversation turned, Fatty Wu winked at Gentleman Ru.

Hearing this, Gentleman Ru was slightly silent, but then shook his head, "It's hard to tell now."

"You Confucian people are like this, can't you be more relaxed? Mother-in-law, forget it, anyway, now our ninth-generation family only has three or two kittens. It doesn't become a climate, and it doesn't matter to us."

Fatty Wu looked free and easy, but Jun Ziru just glanced at him with a smile.

If the Nine-Daily Sect really doesn't care, why would they be willing to even take out the Nine Triumph Lights and let the descendants of this generation come at the risk.

It's just that he didn't break this layer of window paper. Although the two schools have a deep relationship, they also have their own calculations.

With Tianhe above their heads, the two would naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"Kunlun Tianhe, this is the last wealth left by the ancient Kunlun."

"Hey, why are you talking so vulgar? Those idiots outside don't know, you and I don't know? Compared to Tianhe, even if Kunlun Temple is still there, it just retains some methods of cultivating immortals, which is not immortal! Only this Tianhe is the real fairyland!"

After he finished speaking, he did not wait for the gentleman to speak, and rose directly into the sky!

At this moment, Fatty Wu showed his true strength!

The law of the whole body appeared, clearly comprehending the two great laws, which is more than several times stronger than those of the emperors!

What is even more surprising is that Fatty Wu's body that seems to be 200 kilograms has a strong aura, he has clearly cultivated to the peak of the emperor, and he is only one step away from Dzogchen!

Now, he can use the power in the ancient Tianhe to elevate his physical body to a realm, and even hit the Eucharist!

The gentleman also smiled, as he straddled and approached Tianhe, and at the same time the heavenly book appeared on his body, transforming the violent Tianhe power into gentle power.