Eternal gate

"Come in and talk."

Zhao Yun smiled and entered the mountain gate first.

The Huluwa three hurriedly followed, especially the troublemaker, who was holding on to Zhao Yun's clothes tightly, fearing that Yanyu would push him to the ground and rub him. The master said that women are very grudge-y, especially beautiful women.

"I've met the Holy Lord."

"I've met my junior uncle."

Wherever Zhao Yun went, he was always greeted by greetings.

And as someone who was traveling with him, he naturally attracted much attention.

No one recognized the Troublemaker, the Hulu Baby, and the bald old man, but Yan Yu. A few elders were stroking their beards and felt that the figure was familiar, as if they had seen it before, but they couldn't see the true identity clearly, and there were strange powers covering it up.

"It is worthy of the inheritance of the gods, with a strong foundation."

Hulu babies and troublemakers always look left and right wherever they go.

Yanyu had been to Xianzong before, but it was not that novel. Compared with the scenery along the way, she saw more of Zhao Yun. It had not been long since Kunlun, and the Eternal Body had reached nirvana again.

"So many treasures!"

"So many monsters!"

"So many beauties!"

The three troublemakers were still chattering, and they were extremely happy.

Zhao Yun was already familiar with strange things, and would sometimes introduce them.

"Your wife is beautiful." Yanyu said suddenly.

"Did you send an avatar to the mortal world?" Zhao Yun subconsciously glanced sideways.

Yanyu smiled and nodded. She was mainly curious about what kind of woman was worthy of eternity. She had read it and found that it was indeed a good story and a beautiful marriage.

"They're fine."

"I'm safe and sound."

Zhao Yun was silent, or in other words, his mind was in a trance again.

He is someone who has been away for too long and misses his hometown.

"When you have time, come with me to the Dream Island." Yanyu handed over a bottle of wine.

Zhao Yun's thoughts were interrupted and he took the wine bottle casually, "Is it important?"

"The Eternal Throne requires the joint efforts of you and me to gain its power." Yanyu said with a smile.

"The Eternal Throne is on the Island of Dreams?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"There are restrictions on it, and only Uncle Mengxian can unlock them."

"Understood." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, his eyes shining brightly.

What a chance this is! There is no reason not to go.

Even if the mist and rain don't come, he will go to the Dream Island again. Why is he pointing at the Mengxian to release the mist? That woman has great magical powers, so she probably has a way to avoid the sacrifice by this deity, so that Yunyan can be free.

While they were talking, several people had arrived at the corner of the mountain.

Yanyu went elsewhere, to be precise, to find Bu Niantian.

This time she came to Xianzong not only to look for Zhao Yun, but she also brought a mission assigned by her master.

call!

Seeing Yanyu leave, the troublemaker breathed a sigh of relief.

What conscience is there in heaven and earth! It was really a misunderstanding before.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. You must have had many opportunities." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

As early as in Kunlun, he had glimpsed these three people. Their bloodlines had undergone a great transformation, and they all had a hidden power in their bodies. They were very old and vicissitudes of life. If they were revived, they would definitely be extremely domineering.

"I stumbled into a ruins and got a lot of luck." Huluwa said cheerfully.

"Luck is such a thing! It also depends on character." The troublemaker straightened his collar and licked his hair after finishing it. People are in high spirits during happy events. I look handsome again.

The bald old man was still reserved. He looked at the Hulu baby with his hands folded, and then glanced sideways at the troublemaker. I really don't know where the two of them got their confidence. Talking about luck and fortune in front of the eternal body, this one is the professional.

The three of them chatted and laughed and headed straight to Tianzi Mountain.

On the way, I met many disciples of the elder. In addition to saluting and saying hello, I also peeked at the troublemakers. Friends of the Holy Lord are indeed extraordinary characters. Just like these three, they all have a good foundation.

"I like those two little things very much."

"If you cultivate him, he will definitely achieve extraordinary results."

The old magic stick and the fat immortal who followed secretly were muttering again, and they all had the idea of ​​accepting a disciple.

Think about it and give up.

Master once said that we must never forget our original intention.

Their goal is to give birth to a big fat boy for Zhao Yun's baby. They will teach him carefully and will definitely train him to be a magic stick... ah... talent.

ah...!

Soon, I heard screams coming from Tianzi Mountain.

Mr. Zhao's hospitality was ingenious. After going up the mountain, he threw his three good friends into the Tianyu Immortal Furnace, where there were blazing flames and torn apart by thunder and lightning.

He saw clearly that the strength in these three people's bodies was unstable and needed some hard work.

Knowing Zhao Yun's hard work, the three of them gritted their teeth and persisted. It hurt a little, but there were many benefits.

Under the old tree, Zhao Yun was not idle either, holding two talismans and studying hard.

They were the Killing Talisman and the Immortal Killing Curse. He had seen their power before, and they were much easier to use than the Explosive Talisman. If there were enough of them and the level was high enough, the Immortal King could also be blown to ashes.

Just do it.

He moved out the desk and also took on the talisman-drawing equipment.

"It's good to have high talent!" the old magician sighed.

Thinking about others, they don't have enough time to practice, so they don't have the energy to practice other things at the same time. How can they be like Zhao Yun, who can multi-purpose, not only has strong fighting power, but also has a lot of attainments in alchemy, weapon refining and talismans.

As the elders say, you can bite off more than you can chew.

However, there is another part to this sentence: having too many skills does not overwhelm the body.

Although it is contradictory, it is divided into people. Zhao Yun is an outlier among the latter. As for the former, it is good to cultivate one skill well, and it is useless to be greedy for more.

The breeze blew gently, and a beautiful shadow came lightly.

The Saint of Daluo, after recuperating for many days, finally came out of seclusion. A sunset curse made her recover from death. After she came out of seclusion, she was back to her original state, and her cultivation was much improved.

"Thank you for the rescue." Saintess Daluo's eyes were sincere.

"It takes a little effort." Zhao Yun's smile contained a hint of embarrassment. He really wanted to ask Saint Luo if she remembered what happened when she was in a daze, such as... peeking at the Black and White Shuangsha.

"I have been to the mortal world and paid homage to the Master." Saintess Daluo said again.

"The deceased has passed away, and I feel sorry for him." Zhao Yun's words were quite serious.

Thinking back to the past when the Immortal Immortal died so tragically, with no relatives or friends around him, only him, a young boy he had never met, seeing him off in the dark.

He should be grateful to the Immortal Immortal. It was that senior who taught him the Ten Thousand Immortality Secrets that helped him escape from danger and death time and time again. The Immortality Secrets played an indispensable role in his rise.

"Are you still a Talisman Master?" Saintess Da Luo came to the table.

"When you have nothing to do, you should just have fun." Mr. Zhao said it quite modestly, but in the eyes of the Holy Lady Da Luo, this is not a pastime. Looking at his technique of drawing talisman and the energy of his brushwork, it cannot be settled in a day or two. from.

While talking, Zhao Yun produced another talisman.

It's a pity that it is a failure. The lines on the talisman are correct, but it has no magical power.

"The killing talisman is not drawn like this."

Saintess Da Luo smiled softly and took the talisman pen.

I saw her dancing on the talisman paper, not only her posture was elegant, but she was also doing it in one go.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he really underestimated this person, he actually had such a unique skill.

He is a studious person who takes things seriously and is very honored to be taught.

"Don't tell me, it's quite a match."

"Well, they have the legendary appearance of husband and wife."

Those two old men were very optimistic about Zhao Yun and Daluo Saint.

And that little Taoist girl, why don't you do it too?

A man! It was normal for him to have three wives and four concubines. If he made a few more babies, they could train them into talents. The Immortal Sect had been in decline for too long, and future generations of disciples would point to them.