When Zhao Yuanshi, the master of Yuqing Palace, noticed the small heaven of Zhengyang Gate, Xihua Yuanjun, Queen Jiang Ye, Lie Yukou, and Li Laojun also sensed that the return of Nantian Gate would be around the corner in less than a hundred years. The purple sky is dim, the cloud pool is locked, the emperor is silent and has not woken up, Xihua Yuanjun is in a heavy heart, and things are often unsatisfactory, and true immortals are not exempt from the common deeds. If it weren't for Mr. Li's restraint, the attitude of the imperial bandits was ambiguous, and the situation would still be in jeopardy. There was a glimmer of hope, but now it was too late. She couldn't stop it and could only wait and see.
The turning point may come while waiting, or it may never come. The Ten Evil Fate Stars and the Lord of the Five Bright Palaces are like two mountains, weighing heavily on his shoulders, making Yuanjun restless. Jiang Ye was equally restless. For some reason or when, a strange premonition lingered in his heart, making him uneasy and uneasy, like a poisonous snake in the dark, showing its ferocious fangs from time to time. There must be no reason for this strange omen. She thought about it again and again, took out the "Yuan Fei" that Qing Lan had found, went to the Yunjiang Palace in person, asked the master of the Tushita Palace, Li Laojun, to help, and threw it into the Yangjun furnace to refine a sect. precious.
Yaochi is far away from Thirty-Three Heavens. Although the two had no grudges or friendship in the past, this time she condescended to come to her door, put away her arrogance, and made a plea. Her posture was very low, and Laojun was not willing to say anything. Reject. It's okay to offend Xihua Yuanjun. After all, Jiang Ye is the queen of the Emperor of Heaven and the mother of the emperor's son. It would be easy to see each other in the future by leaving some incense.
Jiang Ye took out the "Yuan Fei" and pushed it gently. The old man said "Sorry" and held it in his hand for a closer look. The "Yuan Fei" looked very weird. It was a spiritual creature born with the earth. Between the visible and invisible, the essence is the same as a ball of gauze, with a nose and eyes, floating around without being stained by cause and effect. Mr. Li sighed in admiration, thought for a moment, and then asked what the Queen wanted to refine.
Jiang Ye's eyes fell on Laojun Li, and the innate Yin-Yang robe touched his heart, and he blurted out: "I'd like to trouble you, Laojun, to refine this thing into a Taoist robe. The sooner the better, even if it loses a few percent of its power, it doesn't matter."
Refining the Taoist robe is a treasure for protecting the body. Mr. Li felt deeply regretful and advised: "The Yuan fetus is rare. If you work hard, no matter how long it takes, you may be able to achieve a Taoist treasure."
Jiang Ye shook his head slightly and said resolutely: "It is so difficult to achieve the treasure of the road. It is indispensable for the monarch and his ministers to support their envoys. Now that the heaven is broken and the emperor is silent, where can I ask for it! I have made up my mind, two birds. In the forest, it's better to have a bird in the hand -" She realized that her emotions were in chaos, and she spoke without hesitation, revealing the panic and eagerness deep in her heart, and her words stopped abruptly. After pausing for a moment, she composed herself, her face was as heavy as water, and she said slowly: "I wonder what I want to reward you with?"
Li Laojun raised his white eyebrows, his eyes were deep, and he guessed in his heart that she was so eager, and most likely had a premonition of some kind of crisis. Queen Jiang Ye has a transcendent status. Except for Xihua Yuanjun, no palace master will have trouble with her. Could it be that she has offended the Wuming Palace Master, and this is a warning sign in the near future?
Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Ye used his magical power, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it gently. The void twisted, causing ripples to appear. With his delicate hands, he twisted out several golden pages and said seriously: "I owe Laojun a favor. I wish. The old man will naturally understand the stakes in this gift of immortal prescriptions."
When Li Laojun heard this, his heart skipped a beat. The immortal prescription left by the Emperor of Heaven was so precious that he could not control it. He immediately agreed and said: "The Empress of Heaven has given me such a generous gift. I am ashamed to accept it. It can be as little as ten years or as much as twenty years. I will definitely live up to it." Entrusted by the Queen of Heaven!”
Jiang Ye looked at him deeply and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Li." Her fingertips loosened slightly, and several rays of golden light came out and fell into Mr. Li's hands. She nodded slightly and walked away.
Mr. Li read the Fairy Gold Pages one by one, put them in his arms solemnly, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, moved the corners of his mouth, and secretly made up his mind. By accepting the golden page, you receive the cause and effect. The treasure that the Queen of Heaven seeks for protection can be refined, but it must be refined, but the real treasure is not invulnerable, so you might as well leave a hidden life gate and see for yourself in the future.
Having made up his mind, Mr. Li summoned the thunder-fire boy Lei Siling, handed the "Yuan Fei" into his hands, gave some instructions, and secretly conveyed his thoughts. Lei Siling rolled his eyes, showing a somewhat cunning expression. He rubbed the "Yuan Fei" back and forth with his hands, and tiny thunder fires emerged from his fingertips. All the spirituality he was born with was quenched, leaving him clear inside and outside, untainted. Distractions.
With his sleeves fluttering, Li Laojun walked to the Yangjun furnace in front of the Yunjiang Palace. He raised his hand to stroke the furnace body, activated his magic power, raised his wrist and slapped it down hard. There was a loud bang, like a muffled thunder exploding, and eight flaming eyes opened. , the sky changes color, invisible shock waves roll away, sweeping every corner like a sea tide, sweeping away the clouds, mountains, and seas of fog.
Xihua Yuanjun woke up from his trance, frowned, and calculated for a moment, knowing that nothing was serious, but finally felt uneasy, took a step forward, and landed in front of the Yunjiang Palace, only to see the Yangjun Furnace spitting thunder and fire. , triggered the heavenly sign, although the momentum was huge, it did not shake the foundation of the palaces.
Li Laojun raised his eyes to Xihua Yuanjun, slapped his head in a relaxed manner, and said: "It alarms Yuanjun, but it's just an old man, I hope Yuanjun will understand!"
Xihua Yuanjun glanced at Lei Siling for a few times, then his heart moved, and he said, "I wonder what you want to refine when I open the furnace?"
Li Laojun said: "But at the request of the Queen of Heaven, this 'Yuan Fei' was refined into a real treasure. What does Yuan Jun think?"
Xihua Yuanjun muttered: "The 'Yuan Fei' is so rare that it would be a pity if it could only become a real treasure."
Li Laojun sighed: "What Mr. Yuan said is true, but the treasure of town road can only be encountered but not found. The 'Yuan Fei' alone is not enough. Besides, the queen is in a hurry to pursue, so she can only settle for the next best thing." .”
Xihua Yuanjun heard the implication and asked: "Why is the Queen so anxious?"
Li Laojun chuckled and said: "You have to ask the Queen of Heaven for this, the old Taoist is just following orders." After saying this, he pinched a spell with his five fingers, and Lei Siling turned into a stream of thunder fire, wrapped the "Yuan Fei" and threw it into the furnace. The fire eyes closed, the thunder in the Yangjun furnace gradually subsided, the fire light rose, and the shapes of eight dragons appeared faintly, with teeth and claws, rising and falling.
Xihua Yuanjun had no intention of watching anymore. Queen Jiang Ye and her were not on the same page, so asking was in vain and was asking for trouble. She sighed and said faintly: "That's all, I have a sense of discretion, so I can take care of myself." She glanced into the depths of the void, and her figure gradually faded away. Where her eyes fell, the Lord of the Guangming Palace, Lie Yukou, appeared and faced him. Mr. Li smiled slightly and disappeared immediately.
Li Laojun breathed a long sigh of relief and thought to himself: "There are no tigers in the mountains, but there are many little Bodhisattvas in the temple, and none of them are willing to be left alone... Hey, the old Taoist has also had a hand in it, and I can't tell anyone else..."
With the help of the true spirit to concoct this "primordial embryo", Li Laojun sat cross-legged next to the Yangjun furnace, closed his eyes, and carefully observed the changes in the thunder and fire in the furnace, if he had any enlightenment. Although Lei Siling swallowed seven thunder dragons and became the only true spirit of Yangjun Furnace, Mr. Li has done nothing in refining this treasure over the years. Who can have the last laugh is still between two choices. As the master of the Tushita Palace, you must have a way to suppress the situation. Otherwise, how can you gain a foothold in the future and compete with those who are unwilling to be lonely?
