Return of the Immortal Emperor: The Villain Empress Becomes Mother-in-Law

Looking back, an old Taoist in a yellow-purple robe and a commoner inner came with a purple lotus on his feet, with a yellowing dust whisk in his hand.

A Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain?

Tang Xuan recognized the style of his Taoist robe at a glance, coupled with the yellow and purple color, it was enough to highlight the identity of this person.

Most likely, he is one of the Taoists with the highest Taoism on the Longhu Mountain.

It's just that a Taoist priest who is qualified to wear a yellow and purple Taoist robe is a highly respected existence no matter which sect he belongs to.

This guy in front of me...

With a piece of dog's tail in his mouth, his long half-white and half-black hair hangs messily on his shoulders, his face is sloppy, his sleeves are clasped, and he really doesn't look like a so-called celestial master.

But Tang Xuan could clearly feel that compared with the bald donkey next to him, this old Taoist priest was absolutely no worse, even at the same level.

Two existences comparable to Taoist emperors?
Tang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, it seemed more and more interesting.

He always thought that in this realm, the existence of the various sects of the Yin Sect could be regarded as the founders of the cultivation world.

Unexpectedly, there are other strong people.

The two people in front of them are obviously not from the hidden sect, and they don't have that kind of aura at all, but it makes Tang Xuan feel a burst of fear.

It is not difficult to see that they are using other cultivation methods.

"You old naughty boy, why are you here?"

Seeing this former "old friend", the old monk was a little surprised.

He clearly remembered that there were strict rules and regulations on Longhu Mountain. Since the great war 800 years ago, a celestial master had made a rule that no one with advanced Taoism on the mountain would be allowed to go down the mountain to disturb the people.

With the cultivation base of this old monster, he should be listed here, right?
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist just yawned lazily and raised his cloudy sleepy eyes: "Are you allowed to go down the mountain to show your prestige?"

The old monk chuckled: "Look at your eyes, how can you be so majestic? On the contrary, you, since you handed over the real person of Longhu Mountain to the younger generation, now you are wearing this yellow and purple robe worn by the emperor himself. , what do you mean?"

"Could it be that the purple lotus raised behind your Taoist temple has finally bloomed again?"

The Taoist priest, who went down the mountain in violation of the rules he set, just laughed loudly: "You bald donkey, of course you have to settle the basket yourself. If I don't come today, I can rely on you alone. Can you suppress this monster again?"

The old monk smiled and raised his palm with one hand.

The old Taoist turned his head and sneered at Guo Pu: "After 800 years, you really haven't changed at all. In the end, you still refuse to let go of your obsession."

"That patriarch surnamed Xu back then gave you this title for nothing, the Twelve True Monarchs of Xishan? It's a shame!"

Guo Pu looked calm, still holding the "Funeral Sutra" in one hand, with a calm expression: "Since you are all here, who is not missing?"

The old monk and the old Taoist looked at each other, and then looked behind them at the same time.

Tang Xuan followed his gaze.

At the entrance, there was a faint ripple.

There was a middle-aged man with a steelyard in his hand, dressed in a black and white robe, and came slowly. He was calm and unrestrained, and even his hair was black and white on both sides, clearly distinguishing it from each other. He looked like a slender gentleman.

"Two old friends, stay safe."

The man smiled and nodded to the Taoist priest and the monk in front of him.

The old monk smiled back: "Amitabha, I never thought that after so many years, Master Wei is still so young."

The old Taoist looked cynical: "You have a lot of secrets in the Yin Yang family. You are hundreds of years old, but you still pay attention to appearance. It's good to learn from poor monks. Sloppy is a bit sloppy, but It’s better to live comfortably, what do you care about these things?”

The man known as the benefactor of Wei said with a light smile: "Unlike the two masters, Wei has long been transcendent, so naturally he can't achieve the same level as the two."

The old Taoist sneered and said, "You, the head of the Yin-Yang family, can speak just as you did 800 years ago."

The yin and yang family, the head of the family?

On the side, when Tang Xuan heard this, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. Not only did he feel familiar with this guy's appearance, he even knew the "one scale" in his hand.

When he first came out of Jingshan Town, there was also a man named Wei Ping, who claimed to be from the Yinyang family, who stopped Tang Xuan with this steelyard.

But in the end, Ying Zheng took over his body and beat the guy named Wei Ping to death. As for the steelyard, he was taken away by a disciple of the Yin Yang family.

The person in front of him is actually three points similar to that Wei Ping.

Tang Xuan knew in his heart that there was probably some blood relationship between the two.

His body tensed up, not because he was afraid of being bumped into, but because the man in front of him had a very restrained aura, unlike the Taoist priest and monk beside him.

This man with a "one scale" is definitely not someone to mess with.

At least it's no worse than the monks and Taoist priests next to him.

Stumbled into this dispute, Tang Xuan's first choice is of course to stay out of it, he doesn't want to stand on the united front with this guy named Guo Pu.

Who knows how long this grievance lasted, maybe it will be a life-and-death battle.

What worries Tang Xuan even more is, once the time comes, will this "cave mansion" hidden at the bottom of the lake be able to sustain it?

Tang Xuan glanced around from the corner of his eye. This space is very large, it doesn't look like it was artificially created. Could it be a "small world" in the fairy world?
Very unlikely.

He has heard that in the so-called Buddhism, there is a saying that "Nasumi Yu mustard". Since this space is used to seal this monster, it is very likely that it is a magic weapon or something.

While thinking about it, the guy surnamed Wei suddenly laughed and said, "The two fellow Taoists must have come here after they noticed that the seal was broken. This time, Wei Junche dared to ask the two of you. Is he going to seal it, or is he going to kill him?"

This question instantly brought the atmosphere to the peak.

Tang Xuan knew that when everyone was present, it was time to act.

A monk, a Taoist priest, and the head of the Yin Yang family, perhaps these three people sealed this monster 800 years ago.

After 800 years, the three met again.

In mid-air, three domineering auras slowly emerged, and the three of them took a step forward in a tacit understanding.

moment.

The wind is surging.

The monster standing behind Guo Pu has bristling hair all over its body, and its scarlet eyes are particularly piercing. Although it doesn't have sharp fangs, its thick wings and huge body also make people feel pressured.

On the side, Tang Xuan had no choice but to use spiritual energy to block himself in front of him to avoid being affected by these three invisible and terrifying coercions, and even retreated several directions.