Swish, swish, swish!
Master Cui, Li Zhao, and Wang Xiaoya arrived at the crowded mountain top.
"Wow, it turns out there are so many monks in this world, and wow, there are so many in the sky. Which one, the one stepping on the sword, so handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, that one, stepping on the gourd, so beautiful, like a porcelain doll... Eh. , the whole body will shine, I said how can I see clearly?"
Wang Xiaoya was dancing with joy and joy.
It's even more exaggerated than Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
"You are Xuan Nu after all. Don't act like you have never seen the world. It would be very disgraceful for me to stand with you."
Official Zhao took off his sunglasses and looked defeated by Wang Xiaoya.
"What does Xuannv have to do with me? I am just a clone."
Wang Xiaoya rolled his eyes and trotted to Cao Yi.
Holding Cao Yi's arm with one hand, he looked up at the palace in mid-air and asked in confusion: "Taoist Priest, who is that beautiful woman? Why do you keep staring at her?"
"Mrs. Diyong"
Cao Yi replied.
"Mrs. Diyong, why does this name sound so familiar?"
Wang Xiaoya tilted her head, her expression was adorable, very cute.
At first glance, it seemed that when I watched Journey to the West, I didn’t take it very seriously.
"The rat spirit in Journey to the West was beaten to death by me not long ago for devouring the souls of innocent people."
Cao Yi explained in a casual tone.
In the floating palace, Mrs. Diyong suddenly stood up, her eyes were filled with fire, she had a big disagreement, and she rushed down to fight Cao Yi desperately.
"Rat spirit, so disgusting"
Wang Xiaoya's eyes changed completely when he looked at Mrs. Diyong, and he subconsciously took a step back.
"Bitch, who are you calling disgusting?"
Mrs. Diyong was furious.
She is a majestic demon king who dominates the world. Not long ago, Cao Yi bullied her with his magic weapon, but now a mortal dares to despise her.
Wang Xiaoya was so frightened that she shrank directly behind Cao Yi.
Remembering that her true identity was Jiutian Xuannv, she became angry and said: "Who are you calling a bitch?"
"Bitch calls you"
Mrs. Diyong blurted out.
"You said it yourself"
Wang Xiaoya said proudly.
"you wanna die"
Mrs. Diyong rushed down directly, as fast as thunder and lightning, and as powerful as a rainbow.
When it comes to cultivation, she is not weak. The last time she lost to Cao Yi, she just suffered a big loss in magic weapons.
Cao Yi raised his hand and clapped it, transforming into a big golden hand.
But she was instantly defeated by Mrs. Diyong.
Then, the two had a close fistfight.
Amidst the thunderous roar, air waves shook the surrounding areas, and Madam Diyong retreated into the air.
"You must have improved so much in your cultivation."
Mrs. Diyong was surprised.
The last time she fought against Cao Yi, Cao Yi was not that powerful.
In just a few months, she had risen to more than one small realm. For her, it would take hundreds of years to rise to a small realm, which was unimaginable to her.
"So-so"
Cao Yi looked calm.
This speed is just normal for him.
Who calls him a troubled man?
Mrs. Diyong snorted coldly and wanted to take action again.
A cold voice sounded: "Earth, come back!"
Mrs. Diyong hesitated for a few seconds, then her tense body relaxed. With a reluctant face, he retreated into the floating palace.
Cao Yi looked at the floating palace.
This voice?
It's Nezha.
Cao Yi, who had met Nezha once, was very familiar with this voice.
"If you don't mind the little Taoist priest, come up and talk about it."
Nezha sent out an invitation.
His tone was neither enthusiastic nor condescending.
It's hard to figure out his true intentions.
"good"
Cao Yi was not afraid of the other party at all.
Not to mention that his own cultivation level is not bad, he has a bunch of treasures to protect him, and there is also a super master Nine-Headed Bird to protect him secretly.
If you really fight, you may not be able to win, but you can still escape intact.
"Taoist Priest, take me with you. If there's a fight, throw me out. If I'm attacked, my true body will revive."
Wang Xiaoya looked afraid of pain but loyal.
Cao Yi resisted the urge to laugh and nodded.
Wang Xiaoya was immediately frightened: "Taoist Priest, you won't really throw me away, I'm afraid of pain."
"Forehead"
A black line flashed across Cao Yi's forehead.
"Let's go up together"
Official Zhao came over.
Not to mention that he has recovered his previous life, has extraordinary strength, and is a representative of the underworld.
He believed that if the carriage and horse were clearly shown, the other party would never dare to touch Cao Yi.
Cao Yi thought for a while and said, "You all stay, Pindao goes up alone."
"But"
Official Zhao wants to say more.
Cao Yi has already ascended to the floating palace.
Looking around, the palace doesn't look that big from below, but it is extremely vast inside. There are many people sitting on the seats on both sides, with different levels of cultivation. The costumes are also different, some are from the Ming Dynasty, some are from the Tang Dynasty, some are from the Han Dynasty, and some have no discernible age... They belong to at least fifteen factions.
Nezha was sitting in the middle on the left, looking at this side with a dull expression.
"Little Taoist priest, we meet again"
Nezha's tone was a little mature.
It was very different from his childish appearance.
Considering his actual age and his experience of losing his physical body and taking a lotus root as his true body and never growing up, it is not surprising.
"Call Pindao to come up. What's the matter?"
Cao Yi was not being polite.
Not everyone could be worthy of his politeness.
"Can I take a look at your sacred furnace?"
Nezha asked.
It turned out to be for the divine furnace!
"Can"
As Cao Yi spoke, he released the Lihuo Divine Furnace.
Nezha's eyes sparkled, and after a moment, he sighed: "Not to mention that this sacred furnace itself is extremely extraordinary, and the black and yellow aura of the repair material is also rare to find in the ages."
As soon as he said this, the not tall Lihuo Divine Furnace instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
Many people have unabashed greed in their eyes.
A disciple from an unknown force stood up and said: "The Divine Furnace and the Black and Yellow Qi are all divine items that are difficult to obtain throughout the ages. What qualifications does a lone Taoist priest have to possess them?"
"Who do you think deserves it?"
Cao Yi was neither happy nor angry.
"Nature is where the virtuous live."
he shouted.
His expression was serious, cold and arrogant, and he seemed to be righteous and stern.
"The third prince is the number one divine general in heaven. He has great authority in the three realms and is a virtuous person."
He then raised his hand to Nezha.
"I thought you would say that the virtuous person is yourself. If you have the courage to say so, I will at least give you the Xuanhuang Qi."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
"really?"
The disciple's eyes lit up.
Immediately hundreds of pairs of eyes focused on him.
Li Ling was stunned, but he did not flinch at all and looked at Cao Yi with hope.
"Come here and I'll give it to you"
Cao Yi hooked his hand.
Very much like the big bad wolf who deceived Little Red Riding Hood.
The disciple subconsciously took two steps, then suddenly stopped and sneered: "You are kidding me, you won't give it to me at all."
"If you don't want it, forget it."
Cao Yi shook his head sadly.
The disciple began to get entangled again.
You are so greedy but not courageous, yet you still want a baby.
Cao Yi was speechless.
The disciple hesitated for a while, but still didn't have the courage to come over. He turned around and called to everyone, "Everyone, come together and capture him."
