Eternal gate

On a new day, Daluo Immortal Sect is full of vitality.

As Zhao Yun walked along, everything he saw and heard was bright and peaceful.

"That man went down the mountain?"

This news spread like wings to all the peaks of the Immortal Sect.

Many disciples and elders came, especially the young disciples, most of whom came together.

When I saw the real person, the sound of exclamation filled the fairy mountain.

The legendary eternal bloodline is truly amazing.

"I've met the Holy Lord."

Such greetings accompany you wherever you go.

Previously, Zhao Yun used the name of Holy Lord Daluo to wander around the outside world, but this was the first time that someone from the Immortal Sect called him this. To be honest, he was not used to it.

After all, he is not the real Holy Lord Da Luo.

Also, it’s not like he really doesn’t miss Tian Tu’er.

There are so many real people in the Immortal Sect! He shouted smoothly, but along the way, there were too many old guys who were hundreds of years old, and they were talking like junior uncles. He was embarrassed to shout.

There is no way, who makes the ancestor-level Bu Niantian, his seniority is too high.

As her nominal disciple, he was a genius when he first arrived.

"What a divine inheritance."

Zhao Yun has said this so many times.

He was like a tourist, seeing the Immortal Sect in a true sense.

This is a holy land with so many hidden things that cannot be seen from the outside.

Soon, he entered a valley. According to what the old magic stick pointed and what he calculated, the extremely gloomy place of Jiulong Pond was in this valley. Looking around, there were nine peaks.

Zheng...!

As soon as we entered the valley, we heard the melodious sound of the piano.

It was a woman, sitting in the Kowloon Pond playing the piano.

"She is Fairy Qin, of the same generation as you."

The fat immortal hiding in the dark introduced Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun did not answer, but stared blankly at Fairy Qin. Her peerless face was exactly the same as that of an old friend of his in the mortal world. She was Qingyao, the daughter of Yan Tianfeng, the lord of Qingfeng City.

Qingyao is also the incarnation of entering the world?

This was the first thought in Zhao Yun's mind.

On the other side, Fairy Qin had already stood up. When she saw Zhao Yun, she couldn't help but be a little surprised. This place is a very yin place. Few people come here on weekdays. The Eternal Body is extremely strong and extremely yang. Why come here to enjoy the cool air?

Although she was surprised, she still got up.

She has a good sense of etiquette, and she calls the Holy Lord when giving gifts.

"Just call me Zhao Yun." Zhao Yun smiled.

I never talk about seniority, this is his senior sister.

Because she had exactly the same face, Zhao Yun couldn't help but look at Fairy Qin a few more times. Xu Shitai had never seen his old friend, and even looked at her in a daze, thinking that she was Qingyao.

Fairy Qin felt unnatural and looked at her strangely.

I heard Yun Cangzi say earlier that the eternal inheritance of this generation is not normal.

"This... can still spark the spark of love?"

The fat immortal secretly put his hands behind his hands and muttered.

The old magic stick still has clear ideas. Zhao Yun is from the mortal world, and Fairy Qin has probably sent an incarnation to the mortal world. It is not surprising to have seen her incarnation. Most of them have the spark of love.

"Junior brother?" Fairy Qin called softly.

Zhao Yun then calmed down, smiled first, and then asked, "Senior sister can be reincarnated into the world."

"Of course there is."

"Quite...very good."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, fearing that his premonition would come true.

What he once said to Yao Yue, he said again to Fairy Qin at this time, I hope that this deity in the fairy world can give his incarnation in the human world a complete life.

Fairy Qin was a little confused, or rather confused.

She has many incarnations, I don’t know which one Zhao Yun is talking about.

Why!

Zhao Yun sighed and dug out King Yinyue and a generation of barbarian kings.

The Jiulong Pond was right in front of him, and it was even bigger than the one he had seen before. According to his rough estimate, this extremely gloomy place had been at least tens of thousands of years old, and it was very suitable for corpses to nourish their souls here.

"How many other people are hidden in his eternal world?"

The old magic stick muttered, and the fat immortal also had strange eyes. There was a roc in front, a saint from the Immortal Sect behind, and then there was the person with confused memory and the immortal body of power. Now two more dead bodies were dug up.

No more, no more this time.

This would be Zhao Yun's answer.

The only ones who insist on digging again are Juggernaut and Yunyan.

Plop!

Zhao Yun flicked his hand and sank the two kings into the Nine Dragon Pond.

Tens of thousands of years of extreme darkness can greatly shorten the time limit for spiritual nourishment.

Of course, there are many, many ways to get the two kings to come out of their spirits earlier, such as a kind of yin flower or a kind of yin fruit, which are of great help in nourishing the spirits.

"Junior brother... I have a heartfelt request." Fairy Qin whispered with a smile.

"We are all one family, senior sister, but it doesn't matter." Zhao Yun clapped his hands.

"Borrow two leaves of creation."

"You know I have the Divine Tree of Creation?"

"Yun Canangzi told me before." Fairy Qin said with a smile.

"Understood." Mr. Zhao touched his chin thoughtfully.

This should be the aunt of so-and-so whom Yun Cangzi mentioned.

"It's not in vain." Fairy Qin waved her sleeves and took out an exquisite little pagoda.

"Senior sister is out." Zhao Yun refused with a smile and picked a few leaves of creation.

They really are Qingyao’s true deities, they are just a family! How can I accept it?

Eh?

Before Fairy Qin could say anything, she heard a shout from the Fat Immortal and the Old God Stick.

What kind of vision do these two people have? They think they know the leaf of creation, and it is still fresh. In other words, this kid has a sacred tree of creation. Are they blind? And such a divine thing?

"Everyone who sees it has a share."

Zhao Yun was not stingy and picked a few more pieces for others.

The two old men were smiling happily, and they didn't want it for free.

The sacred tree of creation! I need to take the time to have a good chat with this guy.

"It's inconvenient to leave a few restrictions here."

Zhao Yun is so witty! This is asking for help from others.

The two old men also came forward and carved several brands around the Jiulong Pond. They also left a clone behind. They had to help guard the two corpses because they were short-handed.

"Holy Master...there is someone looking for you outside the mountain."

While he was talking, some disciples walked into the valley.

Zhao Yun took one last look, turned and left.

"The third child."

Before reaching the mountain gate, I heard a call from outside the mountain.

Listening to the loud sound waves, you can tell it is a Hulu baby.

Besides him, there are also troublemakers and bald old men.

What a funny trio! They are all his good friends.

However, these three of his good friends didn't look very good-looking. Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. It was obvious at a glance that they had just been beaten before they came here, and the beating was not light, and they were seriously injured.

"Who was stunned." Zhao Yun watched the sigh and tongue.

"A crazy bitch," the troublemaker cursed.

"Little Guitou, your skin is itchy again?"

Before the four of them entered the mountain gate, they heard another voice coming from outside.

It was a beautiful figure, and it was also an acquaintance: Taoist disciple Yanyu.

Zhao Yun was not surprised when he saw her, but the three of them were like a mouse seeing a cat.

Obviously, it was Yanyu who beat the three of them.

Zhao Yun laughed dryly, and the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple!

The misty rain has arrived, ignoring the bald old man and Hulu baby, looking at the troublemaker, this little thing, a dishonest thief, carrying a stick, doing things without martial ethics.

"The devil knows you are a woman." The troublemaker grinned.

"That's right, a good-looking woman disguised as a man." Huluwa covered her face.

The bald man was still smart and hid behind Zhao Yun. This woman was very fierce and ruthless. If the three of them hadn't run so fast that day, they would have gone to the Palace of Hell to report.

Yanyu said nothing, her eyes still sparkling when she looked at the troublemaker.

If she hadn't dodged quickly, the stick would have hit her hard.