The fairy father

When Fenghou arrived outside the hospital, Li Ping'an was in the study taking stock of what he had gained from his trip to Yuxu Palace.

The treasure was given by the master;

The protection is given by the master;

Generally speaking, he can be regarded as gaining the support of Chanjiao, and openly putting pressure on Western religions.

Which thigh should I hug next?

Well, no, which big boss should I visit next, and how should I take the first step in establishing the Heavenly Palace?

Li Ping'an looked at the figures in the study, thought for a moment, and decided to hold an 'opening meeting of the Heavenly Court Preparatory Committee'.

He also did not expect that he had not had time to experience the taste of starting a business in his hometown for the first half of his life. Now in this ancient world, he would have to embark on the most difficult entrepreneurial journey in history.

Li Ping'an cleared his throat: "Where is Wang Shan?"

"Your Majesty, Wang Xianguan went to the military camp to meet friends," Feng Tingzhu reported with cupped hands. "He said that he was a patrol envoy before and didn't know much about battle formations. He will work hard to become a fierce general under your command in the future."

"This is very progressive..."

Li Ping'an felt a warning sign in his heart, and there was an explosion in his ears: "Who!"

boom!

A shock wave erupted from the courtyard, and several figures in the house subconsciously pounced on Li Ping'an. Two fairy lights containing obscure Taoist rhymes lit up almost at the same time, wrapping the entire courtyard in a small area and cutting off the outward spread. Aftermath.

In the courtyard, surrounded by fairy light, two figures were suspended in mid-air and facing each other.

The old Taoist near the study was Huanglong Taoist. At this moment, he changed his smiling expression. He had a braised chicken leg hanging in his mouth and a small long sword in his hand.

Near the courtyard gate, Feng Hou was wearing a wreath on his head and a linen robe. Although his face was a little pale, his aura was rising rapidly at this moment.

In the study, Li Ping'an brushed aside Xinghe Xinghan and Elder Yan Sheng in front of him and said hurriedly:

"You two, please don't do anything! This is Huanglong, the real person of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, and that is my human race's Godly Prime Minister Feng Empress!"

"Fenghou?"

Master Huanglong cupped his hands and said, "I have long admired your great name."

Fenghou nodded with a smile: "It turns out to be Zhenren Huanglong, no wonder he has such tyrannical power."

Then, a slight electric light flashed in the dragon's eyes.

At this moment, Master Huanglong knew that he could use this opponent in front of him to prove his strength in front of the nephew of the Emperor of Heaven.

Although Fenghou didn't know why this dragon master, who was the weakest among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Cult, was eager to try, and his soul had been injured before, so he could only maintain his full strength for a moment;

But Feng Hou realized that Huang Long wanted to discuss the meaning of one or two.

The figures of Huanglong and Fenghou flashed at the same time!

Huang Long shouted: "Show your ugliness!"

Fenghou laughed heartily: "Good luck!"

Between the lightning and flint, the two figures left hundreds of afterimages in a twenty-foot-diameter ball!

The Bagua disk was flashing with light, and the dragon claw hands were scurrying around.

Each line of text flashed continuously, and the shadow of a golden dragon rushed back and forth.

Everyone in the room was dazzled and could not see how many times these two Taiyi realm masters had fought in a short period of time.

Sudden……

"oops."

The fairy light was taken in, and the fluctuations in spiritual energy were smoothed by the Taoist rhyme released by the Bagua Pan. Fenghou calmly fell to the study, and the shadow of Hetu Luoshu suspended above his head quietly dissipated.

On the eaves of the pavilion, there is an old Taoist who is tied up and hung with five flowers. At this moment, he has a dark face, looking up and sighing.

"He Tu, Luo Shu, the power of the innate spiritual treasure is well-deserved!"

Fenghou cupped her hands, raised her hand to recall the immortal rope, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist has strong magic power, comparable to Daluo Golden Immortal. I just relied on the power of many treasures to trap fellow Taoist."

Taoist Huanglong stood on the edge of the pavilion with his hands behind his hands, raising his head at a half-right angle, filled with tears of desolation.

Ah, when did it start;

Opponents at the same level have no chance of winning. Opponents at a lower level will see if they have any valuable treasures.

In the study room.

Several immortals looked at each other, their admiration for the goddess Fenghou rising sharply.

Feng Xiang entered the room with a smile, melted away the blood that rushed to his mouth, revealing the peerless style of a human master, and then bowed his hands and saluted:

"Meet the Emperor of Heaven!"

"The wind is very polite."

Li Ping'an stood up to return the courtesy and asked Feng Xiang to take a seat.

Xinghe Xinghan quickly moved the seats. Elder Yan Sheng was a little at a loss and decisively retreated outside the door.

Wen Ling'er trotted over and brought a few cups of tea. After serving tea for Li Ping'an and Feng Hou, she also specially brought a cup of tea to the courtyard and gave it to Zhenren Huanglong.

"Senior, please drink tea. The fight just now was really great!"

"Y-really? Hahaha! It's just a spar!"

Master Huang Long laughed heartily:

"If it's a life-and-death fight, Pindao will reveal his true form. Such a fight is really not easy, not easy."

Inside the house, Li Ping'an and Feng Hou looked at each other and smiled.

The voice behind the wind muttered: "Why, when you asked for a master in Chan's teaching, you hired the weakest martial artist, Huang Long Zhenren?"

Li Ping'an said: "Uncle Huang Long wants to change his destiny and get closer to the way of heaven."

"I see."

The wind behind meditated a few times:

"Let's stop talking, I'm here to do three things today.

"The first thing is to remind you to pay attention to your safety. There is something going on with the Western Church.

"Fengyuwei has brought the latest news, saying that the ancient evil demon Taoist Mosquito has returned to the main world and has met with the demon kings of the demon clan. He is afraid that he will target you and your son."

"Are they still targeting my father?"

Li Pingan muttered:

"Isn't my target big enough?"

Fenghou shook her head with a smile: "There is a theory that you can resonate with the Heavenly Dao and become the new Heavenly Emperor in the future. This is also the result of your father's great influence."

"That's wrong."

Li Ping'an sighed softly.

What is the result of the great movement, it is clearly the result of his father telling the way of heaven about Ma Zhe.

The current Heavenly Dao has probably begun to construct a framework for a unified society for the future world, and he, the new Heavenly Emperor, is essentially just a tool to implement this set of ideas.

When Fenghou heard Li Pingan sighing so softly, he thought it was because Li Pingan was a little conceited, so he immediately changed his words:

"That's true. It's extremely difficult to resonate with Heaven, let alone get Heaven to accept your great ambitions.

"This actually doesn't have much to do with your father."

"No, no," Li Ping'an said sternly, "My father's influence on the way of heaven is extremely profound, and after the merger of Wanyun Sect and Weiyuan Sect is stabilized, my father will continue to deepen his influence on the way of heaven."

There was a trace of astonishment on Fenghou's expression.

"How to deepen?"

"The unspeakable."

"The Great Fortune Immortal can actually influence the way of heaven...hiss."

Feng Hou took a breath of cool air and couldn't help but lower his head and cough a few times.

Li Ping'an asked: "Is the wind element's injury not healed yet?"

"Forcibly deducing why Tianji was deceived and suffered backlash," Feng Hou sighed, "Fortunately, the war on the front line has ceased now. My injury is nothing, it will take a hundred years to recover."

"How is Senior Tianli doing?"

"He has a lot of overdraft. He just needs to take more supplements."

Fenghou smiled and said, "The second thing is, I'll give you this, a great gift from His Majesty."

A bundle of cloth was pushed to Li Ping'an by Fenghou, and his eyes fell over.

"This is... The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, The Encyclopedia of Secret Techniques in the Room, The Yellow Emperor's Personal Paintings..."

There were several black lines hanging on Li Ping'an's forehead, and Feng Tingzhu and Feng Zhanxiang, who were not far away, turned around.

Fenghou said seriously:

"Don't underestimate these picture albums. They are the work of His Majesty's painstaking efforts. The pictures and scriptures in them are His Majesty's secret method for attacking Da Luo Jinxian!

"There is also a great skill hidden here, which is that when you enter the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, you can rely on the things in the room to help your Taoist companions in any realm to improve their realm to the realm of heavenly immortal, and extend their lives indefinitely. longevity, and you will not suffer any fundamental loss.

"It can be said that our Emperor, His Majesty, has mastered this technique to the highest level in the world!"

Behind the wind, there seemed to be the sound of waves crashing on the shore.

Li Ping'an cupped his hands with a serious face: "I will definitely practice well!"

"good!"

Fenghou said warmly:

"Your Majesty originally wanted to appoint twelve Golden Immortal peak bodyguards for you, but I divined that you will not have any disaster in the near future, so I advised Your Majesty to give up such an idea.

"Ping An, how do you plan to start your own team?

"Three years later, the Holy Mother Queen will recruit talented people for you at the Holy Mother Palace. Your Majesty has given orders internally. It is estimated that most of our young talents from the human race will participate.

"At that time, you have to make a good choice... cough."

Fenghou leaned forward and said with a smile:

"The third thing I came here for today is about this."

Li Ping'an whispered: "There are so many people here... Prime Minister Feng, what positions do you want for the children of the Feng family? These are all easy to discuss."

"It's not a position. With Zhanxiang by your side, I don't care about him anymore."

The wind queen sighed:

“The future of the Feng family belongs to these young people, so naturally we let these young people make their own decisions.

"Grandpa is right. Worrying too much sometimes is useless. Being able to divine everything is nothing but a slight change. The power of the sky is unpredictable and humanity is uncertain.

"Okay, why don't you change your makeup and identity, and I'll give you a piece of my heritage today."

"Information?"

Li Pingan said directly:

"Feng Xiang, I owe you too many favors. You have been taking care of me since you appeared in Dong'an City."

"Hey, let's not mention this," Feng Hou waved his hand, "I am the minister of the human race. If the human race's heaven can be successfully opened and the heavenly way can operate normally, it will definitely be a good thing for the human race. I am just planning for the human race."

Li Ping'an asked: "Did the Feng family give this information, or did your Majesty give it to you?"

"Feng Family," Fenghou said with a smile, "Let me show you off, do you have any false identity?"

"Of course I do. I do it for convenience on weekdays."

"good!"

Fenghou stood up and said:

"I will go to the courtyard to open a Bagua Qiankun Formation, and I will take you to a secret place later and give you a big gift.

"When I was doing divination for you, the hexagrams showed that your place of Longxing is in the northwest, which is extremely far away from here. There is a high probability that it will be located in those small worlds."

Li Pingan was a little puzzled.

What kind of gift? Want to go to a secret place?

However, due to the trust in the goddess Fenghou, the fact that Heavenly Dao did not warn, and the confidence of Huanglong Zhenren at his side... I guess.

Li Ping'an didn't think about anything else. He went to his and Mu Ningning's wedding room and changed his clothes.

‘Then let’s pretend to be Mo Wenqing again. ’

Li Ping'an looked at the demon cultivator wearing half-face armor in the mirror, with a somewhat peaceful smile on his lips.

Fenghou sketched the Eight Diagrams Universe Formation in the front yard. Huanglong cast an invisibility spell and stood side by side with Fenghou.

Although Huanglong Zhenren is slightly lacking in fighting skills;

However, the spells cast rely on the support of strong immortal power, which cannot be seen by ordinary Da Luo.

This can be regarded as his unique way of survival.

Li Pingan left again after the wind, which made Xiao Yue couldn't help but complain, "Why is Pingan so busy?"

In the study, the four guards stared at each other, each seeing the helplessness and dejection in each other's eyes.

The four of them are rapidly declining in importance.

The five people outside the door, Yan Sheng, Wei Yanzi, Ye Zisang, Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu, didn't feel anything at all.

They are not only superiors and subordinates to the Emperor of Heaven, but also have a deep friendship.

…

Deep in the East China Sea.

In the sea near Penglai Island, outside a palace complex hidden under the vast expanse of blue waves, black shadows were passing quickly across the palace complex at this moment, quietly disappearing into the palace complex.

‘Really all the hall masters are here. ’

Sun Yingying's figure landed at the entrance of the palace, her hands quickly formed seals, she removed her disguise, put away her cloak, and restored her true appearance.

She was wearing a light purple tube top dress at the moment. The style of the dress was a bit simple. The upper half was slim and the lower half was floor-length, which perfectly accentuated her beautiful figure.

The palace was a bit dark, like a ground made of colored glaze, with a winding galaxy guiding Sun Yingying to the deepest part of the Immortal Palace.

There are four such galaxies in total, and a person wearing a long robe and long skirt gathers from the four directions.

These robes and long skirts are all of the same style, the difference lies in their color.

Like Sun Yingying, the person in charge of the Happy Valley contact point who is in the realm of immortals and has less than three thousand years of experience, can only use purple;

The person in charge of the Happy Valley contact point who is in the realm of heaven and has more than three thousand years of experience can use dark purple;

The person in charge of the Happy Valley contact point in the Golden Immortal Realm, as well as the major worshippers in Happy Valley, can use light gold;

Those old men and women wearing dark golden robes are the elders of Happy Valley. They hold unknown amounts of confidential information in their hands, and they are also the real decision-makers of Happy Valley.

Sun Yingying quickly arrived at the main hall.

The overall layout of the main hall is circular, with a ten-foot-square high platform in the center, eighteen steps on each side, and twelve circles of futons distributed around the high platform.

Sun Yingying had a lower cultivation level among the hall masters and came late. At this time, the hall was already full of people.

Sun Yingying looked at it carefully for a while and was slightly surprised.

On the high platform, fourteen white-haired old men and women sat quietly cross-legged facing all directions.

Under the high platform, hundreds of Happy Valley masters have filled every seat.

One hundred and eight hall masters, seventy-two envoys, and thirty-six traveling immortals are almost here.

This was something Sun Yingying had never seen before.

In the crowd, Sun Yingying saw several familiar figures.

A beautiful woman in a gold skirt stood up and waved to her. Sun Yingying bowed and saluted, and hurried to the beautiful woman's side.

"Mother."

The beautiful woman asked softly: "Why do you look a little unhappy?"

"It's nothing," Sun Yingying said, "Maybe I've had too much news lately, and I'm a little tired."

"You won't listen if I ask you to do a leisurely job in the main altar," the beautiful woman sighed softly, "Don't think too much, the new Emperor of Heaven will definitely be the center of the whirlpool in the next world, and it's best to stay away from him. of."

"Is Brother Mo here?"

"Here we are, on the other side. Don't go over there yet. The elder will lecture you soon."

Almost as soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, an old and majestic shout came from above:

"quiet."

The beautiful woman took Sun Yingying to sit down together.

The Huangu people gathered here held their breath and listened to the great elder's lecture.

The old woman sitting in the middle slowly stood up and sighed slightly.

“Everyone, Happy Valley is going to have some changes today.

"Let me tell you first, if anyone wants to leave Happy Valley, Happy Valley can erase all memories related to this person and Happy Valley, and then send him away."

The demon cultivators in Happy Valley below were quiet.

Just like Sun Yingying, they were born and practiced in Huangu, so naturally they would not abandon Huangu at this time. Sixty or seventy thousand years ago, Huangu was actually just a small valley with hundreds of families in it. , just like a practicing family.

The old woman smiled a little and said seriously:

“You must be wondering now where the Valley Master has gone.

"For the sake of excuses, the owner of the valley is currently receiving two distinguished guests.

"I would like to apologize to you all first. I have been telling you all this time that I am helpless and struggling to survive in the world.

"Actually, this is just a lie.

"First of all, our reliance cannot be directly revealed. After all, Huangu's business, whether it is running a brothel or buying and selling information, is shady.

“Secondly, if we in Happy Valley don’t do evil things or behave badly, we won’t run into too much trouble.

“Over the years, Huangu has completed its mission and accumulated rich treasures. We, Huangu, must be reborn and move towards the vast world in the future.

"Now is the last chance. If anyone wants to leave Happy Valley, just follow the rules of Happy Valley, wash away the memory, receive a sum of spiritual stones, and then leave on your own."

Everything was quiet.

Sun Yingying couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Will Happy Valley be restructured?

However, I had not received any news before.

at the same time.

The sea above the Happy Valley General Altar.

A small boat sailed in the blue waves thousands of miles away, swaying and not knowing where it was going.

Li Ping'an, who was dressed as 'Mo Wenqing', with his forehead covered with black lines, was really a little shocked when he saw an old woman and two old men bowing in front of Feng Hou.

The fourth-ranked Demonic Cultivator Happy Valley in Dongzhou is an intelligence agency parallel to Fengyuwei. One is responsible for monitoring all parts of the world and is among the three religions and nine streams. The other is responsible for monitoring the interior of ASEAN and military camps in various places...