Hua Ziqiong followed Luo Yi like a piece of brown candy, and the people around looked at the two of them.
Soon, someone discovered something was wrong:
"Look, isn't that woman the Taoist companion of the divine man Luo Yi? Why is he always following this person?"
"No, he might be the god Luo Yi. Go up and ask..."
Immediately many people gathered around.
Luo Yi's face darkened when he saw this, then he directly picked up Hua Ziqiong and disappeared from the place.
"Bang!"
Luo Yi urged the law of life to pour into Hua Ziqiong's body, directly imprisoning the immortal power in her body, and then threw it to the ground.
"Idiot woman."
He pointed at Hua Ziqiong's forehead.
"No, no, big brother, big brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go, I won't call you a heartless person..."
A trace of fear flashed in Hua Ziqiong's eyes.
"It's late. Have a good sleep. When you wake up, you will have forgotten everything."
The law of life quickly surged into Hua Ziqiong's sea of consciousness.
"No, I, it's so painful..."
Hua Ziqiong struggled painfully.
There was no mercy in Luo Yi's eyes.
Having such a person pester you is ultimately a disaster.
Be sure to resolve it completely!
It is impossible to kill someone, but it is still easy to modify the memory of an immortal king!
But what shocked Luo Yi was that Hua Ziqiong's memory could not be modified or spied on. Moreover, there seemed to be a mysterious fairy power deep in her soul that prevented him from harming Hua Ziqiong at all.
This woman also has a seal inside her body? !
Luo Yi frowned, and the Law of Destruction also poured into Hua Ziqiong's soul.
But at the next moment, a strong backlash came from Hua Ziqiong's divine sea.
"not good."
Luo Yi directly withdrew the way of life and death from Hua Ziqiong's soul.
There is no way to modify the memory!
In desperation, he said coldly:
"For the last time, don't follow me."
The next moment, he left the place directly.
After Hua Ziqiong struggled painfully for a moment, she stood up again, shook her head, and then quickly chased in the direction of Luo Yi.
She was like a piece of brown candy, following Luo Yi closely.
Although they don't speak, people around them can always recognize the two of them at a glance!
Luo Yi turned around helplessly, his eyes full of nameless anger: "What on earth are you going to do, aunt, I don't know you, and you don't know me."
"Can you find someone else, Huo Huo?"
Hua Ziqiong was stunned for a moment, and her eyes dimmed: "All of you hate me and despise me, okay, I'll leave, I'll leave right now."
"Why is it that my enthusiasm always results in ruthless hurt? It's not easy to meet a like-minded person, but I am still said to be worthless. Don't regret it. Losing me will be your biggest loss."
After saying that, he turned around and quickly disappeared from sight.
Luo Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded in the sky above Tianqi Dojo:
"Apocalypse Taoist Temple welcomes all Taoist friends from afar. At eight o'clock tonight, a grand exchange banquet will be held in Tianxing Pavilion. I hope you can attend on time and don't miss it."
Immediately afterwards, a purple beam of immortal power lit up in the distant sky.
"Great, this exchange banquet is held once in a thousand years. This is a good opportunity to meet the big guys. Let's go quickly and enter early..."
Everyone rushed towards the place where the purple fairy power lit up.
"Exchange event? Go and have a look."
Luo Yi quickly came to his senses and followed the flow of people towards Tianxing Pavilion.
Tianxing Pavilion.
Located in the center of the Apocalypse Dojo, the attic is a hundred meters high, a thousand meters wide, and ten thousand meters long. The exterior is entirely made of black tiles. There are three gilded characters: Tianhang Pavilion hanging on the top of the attic. On both sides of the door are Two Taoist boys stood there.
The entire interior space is simple and solemn. Black and white lines are scattered throughout the hall. The purple Apocalypse totem hangs directly above, and six sacred pillars stand at random around the hall...
At the front of the hall is a podium with a futon placed on it.
There is a huge landscape painting hanging on the wall behind the futon. A river flows under the mountain. The futon falls on the mountain. A little man sits on the futon and looks up to the tree in front of him and asks, "What is this?" A simple outline, but a very remarkable image.
As time passed, two men in brocade clothes walked in with several sword guards.
One of the men was wearing a purple fairy robe, a purple belt around his waist, and holding a purple sword in his hand. The purple light in his pupils faded and appeared. This man was the second prince from the Zichen Fairy Kingdom. Yue Xiao is half a step into the Immortal King realm.
He looked at the painting in front of him with vigour.
For a long time, he murmured to himself: "It is worthy of being called the Apocalypse Dojo. The painting is really generous. That landscape painting is definitely from the master's hand."
Xiang Junyi beside him smiled and shook his head:
"Brother Zi is serious, this is just a simple landscape painting, don't simplify it into complexity!"
Suddenly, a feminine and extremely disgusting voice sounded from behind them: "Xiang Junyi, has your brain been eaten by a donkey? The Apocalypse Grand Conference is about to be held, and as the host of the Apocalypse Dojo, how can you lift a stone and smash your own sign? ?”
Xiang Junyi looked back and saw a man in yellow robes. The feminine meaning in his eyes was constantly releasing, and there was an evil aura on his body. The majestic charm was constantly eroding him. of consciousness.
Ziyue Xiao wrinkled her eyes and said coldly: "Jun Wufeng, you disgusting bitch, how could the Apocalypse Festival allow someone like you to come in?"
The words "die sissy" made Jun Wufeng's expression grow colder: "I haven't done anything evil, why can't I come? Really, two stupid fools, don't block the way, get out of the way."
The next moment, he stepped directly past the two of them and entered the main hall.
Zi Yuexiao was about to step forward, but was quickly stopped by Xiang Junyi: "This is the Tianqi Dojo. Brother Zi, don't be impulsive."
"Hmph, tomorrow is the Apocalypse Festival. Don't let me touch him, otherwise, I will definitely eliminate harm to all realms!"
Zi Yuexiao snorted coldly, then walked into the hall with her hands behind her back.
As time passed, a man in blue slowly walked in from outside the hall. It was the monster Luo Yi saw in front of the Holy City that day, named Bai Wuhen.
He entered the hall without saying a word and directly found a seat near the podium to sit cross-legged.
Soon, the entire hall became lively, and only a few people were looking at the scroll in the front.
The entire venue was discussing one thing, and that was the god Luo Yi.
"Fellow Taoists, that god-man Luo Yi is really amazing. It can be said that he is the most likely person in this generation to break into the thirty-third heaven."
"Yes, there is heaven and earth, and there are people outside the world. No matter how talented you are, you are not an immortal king. Don't overly mythologize others."
"You must have not seen the conversation between the Spirit King and the God-man Luo Yi this afternoon. It was a close relationship, just like a father and a son..."
