Sun Daode stepped into the hall with one foot and stayed outside the hall, his blood energy surged like a mad tide, and he patted his head and face. The Winter Solstice Hall buzzed, and the yin and yang energy shuttled like spiritual snakes, triggering bursts of muffled thunder in the air. Sun Daode blocked the blood energy by himself, and with the innate power of wind and fire on his shoulders, he stepped forward steadily. The energy and energy struck each other more than a hundred times in an instant, and gradually recovered.
Sun Daode's expression did not change, and he smiled and said: "I am Sun Daode, the master of Taiqing Palace. May I ask if the master of Wuming Palace is in the palace? Can you spare a moment?"
The Tibetan soldier protector knew well that this person had profound virtues and should not be underestimated. He immediately restrained his energy, blocked the way with his sword, and said in a rough voice: "Thank you, Palace Master Sun. Your Excellency has not left the cultivator. Can you come back another day?" His words and actions are very unreasonable, but he has no sense of it. He only speaks politely and appropriately.
Kuang Tongchen looked at the Tibetan Protector with his wonderful eyes, and thought to himself: "It turns out that the Lord of Wuming Palace came back from the abyss. He was not alone. He also brought a few native men with him... This big man looks majestic. I don't know what means he has. Will he?" Could it be a silver-like pewter spearhead, just for appearances?" She was a few steps behind Sun Daode, and by the time she entered the Winter Solstice Hall, her blood had calmed down, and she had not considered the depth of the opponent.
Sun Daode didn't want to delve into whether that guy made his own decision or was under the orders of the Lord of Wuming Palace. He thought for a moment, took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to the other party, and said after careful consideration: "Please pass it on to Wuming Palace." Lord, the situation in the Heavenly Court has changed. Palace Master Yuqing is waiting for you at Xuandu Mountain." The Tibetan Soldier Protector took the letter carelessly, folded it into two, and put it in his arms. Sun Daode looked at him deeply and said nothing. He took care of himself and walked away.
Kuang Tongchen was a little disappointed when he didn't see the Master of Wuming Palace. Seeing that his master seemed a little unhappy, he turned around to chase after him. Suddenly he remembered something, stopped again, turned around and asked, "May I ask what your name is for this general?"
The Tibetan Soldier Protector was stunned for a moment, and said in a stiff tone: "My lord, I am a Protector, so I don't bother asking."
After saying a few words without speculation, Kuang Tongchen unconsciously shook his head. This big man was not trained well, and he offended people as soon as he opened his mouth. After all, he came from the abyss, has a rough temperament, and is not of my race. There is no need to be as knowledgeable as him. She hurriedly He bowed his head and left the Winter Solstice Hall. The Tibetan Soldier Protector scratched his head, thinking that he didn't say anything wrong, how could he offend someone? He slowly returned to the main hall, took out the letter from his arms, and suddenly there was a flower in front of his eyes. The letter spontaneously ignited without wind, and wisps of tiny golden light came out. He hurriedly stretched out his big hand to grab it. The gold was as smooth as a swimming fish, and it slithered through his fingers. Slip away, disappear into the void without a trace.
The Tibetan Soldier Cursed, there are endless tricks in the Three Realms, and it is difficult to detect them. Sun Daode must have done it on purpose, and he should not have let him pass so easily!
The blood war in the abyss is precarious. The lower-level monsters are all busy tempering their bodies and sharpening their claws and teeth. When their skills go deep into the depths, they will naturally condense into blood talismans, but they rarely have time to deduce magical powers. Although the Tibetan Soldier Protector was born as a general, he was born with divine power. He used blood and energy to overcome cleverness and was unfavorable in any direction. He did not care much about the changes in magical power. When he arrived in the Three Realms, the law of blood and energy was suppressed, and it was even further separated. Sun Daode's letter was definitely no trick. He activated Taiqing's inspiration in his sleeve, attached it with a spiritual thought, and sent it directly to the Five Bright Immortal Realm. It was so clever that even Wei Shiqi didn't know much about it.
In the Five Bright Immortal Realm, in the main hall of the Immortal Palace, the golden light wandered uncertainly, suddenly closing together and turning into a letter, falling from the sky. Tu Zhen took a few steps forward and took the letter into his hand. After a moment's hesitation, he turned around and looked around, only to see Wei Shiqi waking up from trance, with deep eyes and a slight breath of Qi. The Wuming Immortal Palace was shaken violently, and there was an inspiration. Undercurrents made Tu Zhen lose his footing and stumbled.
As soon as the Qi was released, Wei Qiqi raised his hand and pressed lightly, calming down the Immortal Palace, smoothing the Qi. His eyes fell on Tu Zhen's palm. The letter suddenly collapsed, and the golden light floated out. It seemed to be spiritual, and he hesitated and did not dare to step forward. Wei Shiqi glanced at it a few times, and the golden light dimmed. He stood up and said, "Palace Master Yuqing is hosting a banquet. Please come with me!"
Tu Zhen's eyes lit up and he hesitated: "I'm going... doesn't matter, right?"
Wei Shiqi said: "Why not! The scenery of Xuandu Mountain is not something that can be seen easily."
Even the master said so, and Tu Zhen couldn't help but yearn for it. She once heard Shen Banzi accidentally say in the Yunjiang Palace of Zhengyangmen that the first-class good place among the seventy-two scenic spots in heaven is Yujing, Xuandu. Qibao Mountain, this mountain was divided into three by the Emperor of Heaven, and was controlled by the three palace masters Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing. Xuandu was unique, occupying most of the Zhongling land, even inferior to Yaochi. She couldn't help but pull Wei Shiqi's sleeves, with a faint smile on her eyes and brows, and said softly: "Okay, let's go take a look!"
Wei Shiqi raised his eyes and stared into the void, his mind moved, inspiration came from all directions, and he moved the two of them out of the Five Bright Immortal Realm and landed in the Winter Solstice Hall. The Tibetan Soldier Protector hurriedly came forward to pay homage. After thinking for a while, he mentioned a few words about Sun Daode's visit and casually mentioned Kuang Tongchen, the owner of Tonghua Palace. He did not know her name, but he only said, "A woman in palace attire is very beautiful." . Wei Shiqi ordered him to stay at the Winter Solstice Hall, and the sound of thunder and tide rang out in his chest. In a moment, he called out the two guardians, one was Fan Wei and the other was Han Zhongli.
There are three hearts in his chest. The three small hearts are transformed from the innate blood relics. The Buddha nature contained in them derives from the Buddha's kingdom, and three lotus pedestals are born to worship the Dharma. Fan Yu occupies one, and Tibetan soldiers occupy one. There is still one room available. There was a fierce battle at the bottom of the abyss. Gaya cast one hundred and eight Buddhist dharma in one breath, trapping Fuyue to death. They fought fiercely for seven days and seven nights before destroying him. Wei Shiqi took away the Zhongli Zhenzhu and captured the Zhenjiang. Surrender and refine, keep it in the Buddha's kingdom on weekdays, and worship it on a lotus platform. It will not fall into reincarnation and will stay in the world forever.
Wei Shiqi, along with Tu Zhen, Fan Yu, and Han Zhongli, calmly walked out of the Winter Solstice Palace, summoned an immortal concubine, left the clouds, mountains, and fog, and drove a cloud chariot for a meandering trip.
Sun Daode, the master of Taiqing Palace, and Kuang Tongchen, the master of Tonghua Palace, were alarmed. They greeted each other, exchanged a few words with each other, and headed for Xuandu Mountain together. Kuang Tongchen glanced at the three people and realized that the maid was a spirit with a weak Qi. The two generals came from the same abyss as the rough man in the Winter Solstice Hall. They were full of blood and were hiding murderous intent. Blood energy and intelligence are at odds with each other. She guessed that the master of Wuming Palace possesses the treasure of cave innocence and can contain the murderers of the abyss. Not to mention the three leaders, even if he lets go and releases thousands of troops, she will not be surprised.
She couldn't restrain her curiosity, smiled and asked politely about the names of the three "noble subordinates" and where they came from. Wei Shiqi casually mentioned the names of several people, and even the "rough man" in the Winter Solstice Hall told them frankly that he was a general in the past and now a protector. There are also generals in Heaven, but this general is not the other general. Kuang Tongchen didn't know what was going on, and Wei Shiqi didn't explain.
Now that they have entered the Buddha's kingdom and stood on the lotus platform, they have given up everything in the past and no longer have anything to do with the abyss.
A few hours later, Wei Shiqi and his party entered Xuandu Mountain. The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and the waves were calm. Zhao Yuanshi personally greeted them. Xu Lingbao, Sun Daode, Ge Xiangyang, and Kuang Tongchen accompanied them diligently. They stayed for more than a hundred days before turning back. Winter Solstice Hall.
