Legend of the Great Sage

On the central axis of Vientiane City, there is a majestic hall with a height second only to the Tianshulou, together with a large building group on the mountainside, which is resplendent and imposing. The Sky Book Tower has the trend of rising clouds from the bottom up, but this building has the state of prestige from the top down.

If the Vientiane sect is compared to a country, a country of practitioners, Vientiane City is the capital, and this building is similar to the "Forbidden City", "Senate" and other administrative centers, responsible for handling all the affairs in the city or in the country. It is called "True Heritage Palace".

As the name suggests, the hall of true disciples. The Vientiane Sect is jointly ruled by the true disciples, and its status can be imagined. All the internal affairs of the sect must be dealt with here, including disputes among the true disciples.

Inside the True Inheritance Hall, in the main hall, a female cultivator was frowning and writing quickly.

She was dressed in a luxurious purple dress, her jet-black hair was curled up and stacked like clouds, and her skin was as white and tender as snow. She was a peerless beauty that was hard to find in the world. However, her expression is solemn and majestic, her temperament is dignified and noble, and she has the demeanor of a queen.

The nine-foot-long table in front of her is located on the central axis of the Mixc City and even this Hall of True Inheritance.

It was the third senior sister "Dai Mengfan" who was in charge of the True Inheritance Hall.

Because no matter who is the senior brother, she is the third senior sister, so she is honored as the "eternal third senior sister" in private, or is nicknamed "the ten thousand years old third" by other true disciples.

If it is said that the "big brother" is the king of a country, he is in charge of the army and conquers the Quartet. Then she is the prime minister of a country, and she manages all kinds of things every day, and she handles all the internal affairs of the sect.

"Senior sister. The real person of Qingyang in Qingyang Temple wants to see you."

A female disciple tiptoed in and said softly. Maybe it's because things are too busy. Recently, the third sister's temper is getting bigger and bigger. It seems that she has changed her personality. , no offense. And now all the subordinates are cautious when they see her, and they don't dare to breathe.

"not see!"

Sure enough, Dai Mengfan didn't even lift his head, his tone was full of impatience.

In the blink of an eye, all the information of Qingyang Temple—the origin, development, current situation, the names and cultivation bases of the suzerain and the main disciples—all were under grasp, and I immediately came to a conclusion: what a shit Qingyang real person, three thousand years will not survive five times. robbery old trash.

However, "Ling Xiaozi" and "Miaozhenzi" under his sect are worth recruiting, especially that Miaozhenzi, who is said to have risen from a very small world. In just a few decades, he arrived from the early stage of foundation building. The peak of Jindan.

Because the spiritual energy in the small world is thin and it is difficult to ascend, this kind of person is generally very good in talent, temperament, and fortune, and he is also a female cultivator, which is worth paying attention to.

If it were normal, she might be summoned to take a look, but now she is not in the mood.

Recently, there are more and more people like this. They refuse to join the Vientiane Sect properly. They think they are some kind of delusional master and want special treatment. They are all annoying to her.

But considering the image of the Vientiane Sect, he added: "You go to entertain! Be euphemistic." Special treatment is impossible.

"Yes." The female disciple led the way.

Dai Mengfan's brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes erratic.

He was writing hard in his hand, but his attention seemed not to be on the desk in front of him at all, but was thinking of something else——

In fact, no matter how complicated the affairs are, for a Sun God cultivator, it is not difficult to handle. A single thought can surpass the so-called wise man among the mortals who pondered for three days and three nights.

Her real distress, in fact, is the same as Qingyang Zhenren, the impending catastrophe.

Her position is higher than Qingyang Zhenren, closer to the "sky", and can see more things - she has already smelled the bloody smell of war, and even the rotten smell of death.

With her talent and cultivation, she has always had the opportunity to become a "big sister", but the "monarch" must preside over the expedition against the Demon Realm. It is precisely in order to stay away from the war that she has always been at ease as a "prime minister". She Dai Mengfan is arrogant and expensive, and she practiced hard for the sake of longevity, not to fight with the demons.

However

No matter how smart she is, there are some things that can't be helped. When the catastrophe of heaven and earth comes, the true immortals can't protect themselves, not to mention a mere cultivator of the sun god.

Not to mention that at the moment Yinghuo Yaoxing was born, a true immortal had already fallen. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to distinguish the difference between the gods and the three thousand worlds, but she can do it.

At that time, she watched the star pierce the sky and fall to the earth after it burst into bright light. In her hurricane mind, everything in her memory seemed so slow, it was falling inch by inch.

In the depths of the pitch-black sky, a red star suddenly shone brightly. Made her have a nightmare all night.

Since then, she has changed. Panic, anxious, and catastrophic—in a flash, there are also fools among the mortals, who have been thinking hard for three days and three nights but cannot solve the troubles—like a gambler who owes a loan shark, the creditor will come tomorrow, and bring With more than a dozen thugs, she couldn't even get a penny out.

The atmosphere of the entire Vientiane Sect also changed. Guihai Lingzun closed the Tianshu Tower, no longer reading any books, and no longer seeing anyone.

The true disciples began to practice desperately, or collected magic weapons and prepared to deal with the catastrophe. More and more small and medium sects want to merge into the Vientiane Sect.

The strange thing is that the sky above the nine heavens fell into silence, and the stars seemed to be shocked by the demon stars.

So with the human beings and immortals as the boundary, the practitioners below harassed each other and made a living, like ants before the rainstorm, climbing up the trees as much as possible. However, the immortal emperor above was completely silent, stingy and unwilling to issue a decree, and explained a little to the red star that appeared in the sky, not knowing what he was planning.

In this complexity and silence, it seems like an invisible string is tensing. At the moment of collapse, everything in front of you will collapse.

And there was a very bad premonition tormenting her. It seemed like something bad was going to happen to her soon, and worst of all, she couldn't tell if it was just a normal panic or something.

Only by working hard to focus on the work in front of you and gain a sense of control over your destiny. A series of afterimages were pulled out by the right hand of the hard writing, and the printing press was filled with blank sheets of paper. Just when she felt that she was about to succeed, the female disciple just walked in again, interrupting her thoughts.

"What's wrong?" There was a hint of anger in his voice.

"Third Senior Sister, Master Qingyang has a female disciple, who is said to be an old friend of Senior Brother." The female disciple said tremblingly.

Dai Mengfan stopped writing and looked up, "Really?"

"He said so."

"Let them in...wait, let me meet you!"