Eternal Gate

"So many incarnations?"

Zhao Yun held his hands and stood under the tree muttering.

Dapeng was heartless, like a tourist strolling in the courtyard.

Right.

He came from the spiritual world, and what happened to Zhao Yun was not the same.

Zhao Gongzi has seen too many incarnations along the way, such as Yujin's deity Yuhuaxian, such as Mengdie deity Buchanantian, Daxia Hongque deity Lord of the Dark Night, and Yaoyue Palace's... .It's nothing to see one or two, but the more I see, the more I doubt the meaning of the existence of the mortal world.

Ok?

When Zhao Yun was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a humming sound from his Long Yuan.

To be precise, the Dunjia Heavenly Character engraved on Longyuan is trembling.

"Is there a word for Dunjia?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, and immediately looked around.

After taking a peek, he lowered his eyes subconsciously.

If the perception is good, Dunjia Tianzi is underground.

Zhao Yun touched his chin, and then glanced at the real person Wangxiang. He unconsciously thought that the old man was underground and opened up a small vault.

There is another possibility: the real person in Wangxiang does not know the underground world.

Personally, he prefers the second guess.

If it was an unowned thing, he took it secretly, and he didn't need to give any money, and he didn't need to feel sorry for anyone. Of course, it was still necessary to seal a small red envelope for Wangxiang Zhenren.

"Senior, there may be a hidden universe below." Zhao Yun sent a voice transmission to the Sword Saint.

Juggernaut didn't know why, but he still felt it, and then gave the answer, "No."

"That's the second possibility." Zhao Yun smiled in his heart, already thinking to himself, to find an opportunity to touch the treasure, the lack of protection is a bunch of dungeons, and he is not too much to come here.

"Fellow Daoist, what is your relationship with the Sword Saint?"

The real Wangxiang poked Zhao Yun with a smile on his face.

If the relationship is not very strong, how can there be a token of the Sword Saint.

"My good friends with him are brothers Baizhuzi."

Zhao Yun is serious about the eight classics, and he is telling the truth.

Fight the sky! Isn't that his brother!

As the descendants of the emperor, Zhan Tianxing and Juggernaut are also good friends.

He does not mean that.

The look in Wangxiang's eyes when he saw this product changed.

To be able to worship with a good friend of Juggernaut, this generation is high.

While speaking, Wangxiang Zhenren's disciple had come out, holding an unopened picture scroll in both hands.

That is the so-called Fang Tianjian.

"Tui Er."

I don't know which of Dapeng's tendons is wrong, and he opened his mouth to say such a sentence.

I still remember that in the mortal world, Zhao Yun and the devil called Feng Wu like this.

This is probably the deity of Feng Wu, so calling her like this should be fine.

Wangxiang disciples frowned when they heard this... Cui'er?

Wangxiang Zhenren was also stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glanced at Dapeng, is this the monkey invited by the teasing force?

"Don't be surprised that he didn't take medicine."

Zhao Gongzi hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Dapeng away, your sister Cui Er! The identity of the person has not yet been determined, so don't shout.

Dapeng let out a dry cough, which made him blunt.

"This is Fang Tianjian?" To break the embarrassment, he had to look at Young Master Zhao. He changed the subject on the spot and looked at the picture scroll in the hands of the disciples of Wangxiang with curiosity.

The real Wangxiang smiled and opened the picture scroll with a flick of his hand.

Only then did Zhao Yun and Dapeng know that this scroll was a starry sky map.

If you look carefully, it is not only a star map, but it seems to be a magic weapon. It has a brand in it, and it has a killing energy that seems to be looming. You don't need to ask, you know that this picture is blood-stained, and its power is not enough. vulgar.

In this regard, Sword Saint Menerqing, because Fang Tianjian was the gift from him to the real person of Wangxiang, even if it was a picture scroll, but once activated, the lethality is still amazing.

Visiting the real person of the township, he has already made a tactic with one hand, and then recited the incantation.

But seeing Fang Tianjian hanging in the air, a galaxy flew out from inside.

Oh no, it's not a galaxy, but a strand of blood, golden blood.

This is the origin blood of the celestial body, which he sealed in Fang Tianjian.

Zhao Yun's eyes were sparkling, his source was already restless, and his body was trembling because of it.

"Very pure blood."

Dapeng leaned forward, his nose twitching.

The most strange look is Wangxiang disciple, who has been with Wangxiang Zhenren for so long, but did not know that Fang Tianjian is still sealed with a strand of original blood. Judging from its looming vision, it should be an eternal celestial body.

"This... how embarrassing."

Zhao Yun laughed and hurriedly took the jade bottle and sealed the blood of the celestial body.

This old man is really good, he should have received the favor of the Juggernaut, and he is quite faithful, otherwise he would not be so generous, and if it were other old fried dough sticks, he might be sloppy from beginning to end.

Honestly, is Wangxiang Zhenren feeling distressed?

Naihe had a promise first, he had to recognize this one!

"Thank you senior."

Zhao Gongzi said these words to the Sword Saint.

If it weren't for the Sword Saint, the ghost would know that there is celestial origin blood in this place.

The original blood has been obtained, but the goods have no intention of leaving.

Underground... And what about the Dunjia Tianzi?

Thinking of this, he also smiled and looked at the real person of the township.

"Fellow Daoist, can I borrow your treasure to live for a few days?"

"Good talk, good talk."

Wangxiang real person is very hot, who let this person carry the sword saint token?

The master has spoken, Zhao Yun is rude, and the word Dunjia can't be found.

Dapeng murmured a little, but he knew about this product, and if something went wrong, there must be a demon.

"Old Man Wangxiang... Get out."

Suddenly, there was a scream from the store.

When the real Wangxiang heard this, his face turned dark, as if he knew who was coming.

"Fellow Daoist, sit first."

Wangxiang Zhenren said with a smile, Liu Yan'er was gone.

When it was over, another message came back, "Teacher, treat the distinguished guests well."

No need for him to explain, Wangxiang disciples have also set out the ancient tea.

She didn't seem to like words, so after setting down tea, she went back to painting under the tree.

Looking at the person she painted, it was an old man with immortal style, and outsiders might not know it, but the Sword Master recognized that it was Wangxiang Zhenren, or more precisely, Wangxiang Zhenren in normal state.

It's not surprising that the apprentice draws the master.

She paints with great care, and every stroke is lifelike.

"This fairy, I..." Dapeng pursed his hair, and was about to come up to chat with Wangxiang disciples about life, but before he finished speaking, he was pulled aside by Zhao Gongzi.

"Fairy, I'm asking you about something." Zhao Yun smiled.

"What's the matter." Wangxiang disciple said, and sketched again.

"Have you ever sent an incarnation to practice in the mortal world?"

"have."

"What year?" Zhao Yun asked hastily.

"About one hundred and twenty years." Wangxiang disciple opened his lips slightly.

"That's right."

Dapeng snorted, and it was basically determined that this was the phoenix dance deity.

Although Zhao Yun didn't speak, his demeanor represented everything. He had been away from the mortal world for more than a hundred years, and Feng Wu's age was about one hundred and twenty years old. The time he entered the WTO was right.

His eyes also changed, looking at the woman in front of him, just like looking at the phoenix dance in the past.

The incarnation has a little temperament with the deity, especially the pair of beautiful eyes, which are quite similar.

Feng Wu's deity is also slightly frowning. This person is so strange. He didn't practice in the middle of the night, and asked her to inquire about her incarnation, and this person looked at her even more strangely, as if he was looking at his relatives.