The power of "Fuqiong" is definitely not as powerful as "curse", and it is equivalent to "curse" at best.
If this is really the case, then the "Fuqiong" ancestor has no choice but to agree no matter how reluctant he is!
In other words, he will not take action against Yao Qingming!
However, a Mahayana monk would never say such non-nutritious nonsense. This "Fu Qiong" old Taoist should be seeking his good fortune.
In this matter, he asked the ancestor "Fu Qiong" not to do anything, and the ancestor "Fu Qiong" agreed. This is the "cause".
And now, he wants to repay his opponent with "fruit" of equal value.
However, Zhan Wuji has only now reached perfection, and this little credit is not enough to seduce the ancestor of "Fu Qiong".
Once he advances to the Mahayana stage.
This is enough!
Zhan Wuji thought about it and realized that if he wanted to enter the floating life realm in the future, the ancestors of the nine major sects, including the ancestor of "Fu Qiong", would go in with him.
As for this debt, the ancestor "Fu Qiong" will definitely settle the debt with him in this "Fusheng Chess Game".
"Sure enough, when a person's cultivation reaches a certain level, everything needs to be paid for..."
"But no matter what, the master's matter has finally been resolved."
"Now, just wait for him to take over, and then you can challenge him!"
As soon as he thought of this, Zhan Wuji changed his mind, and the woman in Cuilei Cave immediately heard a voice: "I'm back, come to the main hall to meet up."
Not long after, one by one beautiful women came out from under the steps.
Pairs of charming eyes looked at the main seat, and various fragrances filled the air, making the entire hall become gentle.
Many female monks laid their eyes on Zhan Wuji, but found that they could not see her cultivation at all. Their hearts moved, and they all bowed Yingying, "See your Majesty!"
"Greetings to the Holy Son!"
"I've missed you for a long time..."
Zhan Wuji looked down, nodded lightly, and said, "How are you doing here? Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. We will be fine."
"Don't worry, Holy Son, we won't lack anything."
"With you here, I feel relieved. How could I not get used to it?"
Hearing this, Zhan Wuji asked, "Is there anything important going on in the Immortal Palace and the Immortal Palace these days?"
"Hey, where is the 'Goddess of Heaven'?"
Shi Nanzi said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, nothing has happened in my cave recently. I only have one thing to do when I come here this time, and that is what I want to do this time. What is going to be held is my succession ceremony this time.”
Hua Yuran followed him and immediately added: "Sir, there are other important matters!"
"Master, with his cultivation in the Return to Void Realm, he fought against eight sect masters and won consecutive victories, which shocked the world!"
"Master's wisdom and talent have long been spread throughout the Holy Sect, and even throughout the world."
"It is an honor to serve you."
But Yu Ziji said: "Your Highness, Si Hongmiao left the palace of His Highness Chaotian and visited her, but he has not returned yet."
Did she go to Senior Sister Li?
That's good, he will go see her later.
Zhan Wuji's heart moved and he said, "I have something to ask for."
"Yes!" Several female monks agreed in unison.
Zhan Wuji said: "This is easy to handle."
"I will entertain distinguished guests later, so please go down first."
"You will all be here in a moment."
"When you meet this distinguished guest, just find an excuse to ask him for a magical power."
The female monks were confused, but after hearing Zhan Wuji's order, they immediately responded: "Yes!"
Then, as Zhan Wuji wished, they left one after another.
Looking at the empty hall, Zhan Wuji nodded slightly, his mind was shaken, and dense red runes suddenly appeared around his body.
Runes condensed on the back, and in the thick darkness, a figure as white as a flower emerged. She was wearing a black gown, her eyes were closed tightly, and it was Mo Lilan.
Zhan Wuji asked him to stand in front of him, and then started the 'method of summoning the gods'.
That's right, it is to force out the consciousness of this "fallen" and this "immortal".
He did this because he wanted to see the disciples of Wushi Villa sparring with him.
The second reason is that the will of the true fairyland once said that compensation will be given regardless of success or failure.
One sentence is enough to make thousands of horses bend their backs!
Although there were some problems with their ban, these were none of his business!
This is simply a great thing for him!
Now is the time for this immortal’s will to fulfill his promise!
He has so many concubines and maids, all of whom he really likes, so everyone can get a magical power!
At this time, [Seeking Immortality] has been completed.
However, after a while, there was no response from his clone.
Zhan Wuji frowned and thought for a while, and finally figured out the reason. The will of the true fairyland should still be dealing with the seal, and he couldn't get away in a short time.
If he wants to call it out, he also needs to let it come on its own.
Zhan Wuji carefully weighed the gains and losses, and finally shook his head. This time he was looking for the True Immortal Will, mainly because he wanted the 'image' and 'immortal magic'. If he angered it, he might not get anything!
"I will continue to try in the next two days!"
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji immediately sent a message to several female cultivators in the cave: "Something happened to this distinguished guest, so he can't come today."
"You don't have to come over."
In various quiet rooms, the female monks who were still arranging their appearance immediately responded in unison: "Yes!"
Zhan Wuji nodded slightly, and then disappeared from the cave in a flash.
boom!
In the dark and desolate canyon, the black temples are like monsters lying on the ground.
The words "Chaona" hang on it, reflecting the cold light under the scorching sun.
And on the square in front of the gate, black statues stood there quietly, staring at everyone who came here with a pair of eyes full of viciousness.
In the void, a figure in black walked out of the void with a long sword on his back.
The statues were emitting a cold and resentful aura one moment, and the next moment, those statues lowered their heads, as if they did not dare to look at Zhan Wuji.
Zhan Wuji made no secret of his momentum, took steps towards the palace gate.
The seemingly empty palace door suddenly opened wide.
Two maids in gorgeous costumes, holding a human skin lamp in their hands, stood aside to greet him respectfully.
These two people were clearly Yueying and Wuliu.
"Greetings to Your Highness!" The two women bowed respectfully, with gentle expressions. "My master is in retreat. I hope Your Highness will come with me."
