Stands are dead for 1000 years

Many Xian'e Taoist boys in Xiehua Hall were commanded to circle around. They listened to all kinds of weird requests from the inner room, and they were both confused and curious about implementing them.After one of the younger Dao boys went to fetch the soil from the bamboo shoots, he couldn't help asking them about the main bone of the group, Crane Boy.

"Master Hetong, what are you doing inside?"

Xiaodaotong came to Shengping Palace not long ago, but he probably knew that Lutong and Hetong took care of many things in the shrine when Lord Xianjun was away.Among them, Hetongzi is the one who is easy to talk to, so Xiaodaotong dared to come and chat with Hetong at such a time.

"Save people." The incident happened suddenly, and He Tong didn't know what to do, but he was still able to pretend to be calm, but the look of looking outside the hall from time to time revealed his emotions a little.

He Tong calculated the time in his mind, wondering why Lu Tong hadn't come back yet, he was clearly asked to go after inquiring about the whereabouts of Xianjun, it stands to reason that he should have arrived long ago.

He Tong was anxious, suddenly there was another little Douding beside him.The little tortoise with the sky-high braid tugged at his thigh weakly, and softly asked: "Brother Xiaohe, brother Zhuzi will be fine, right..."

The little turtle's eyes were red, obviously crying secretly.When Meng Que was brought here earlier, there were a few drops of untreated blood dripping on the ground, combined with the sudden rush of people in Xihuadian, it is not difficult to deduce that something happened.The little tortoise was frightened. He waited for a while before he had the courage to come over and ask what happened.

Hetong felt that the little tortoise was still immature, so he didn't plan to tell him. Now when he was asked, he lightly smoothed the little tortoise's slightly messy forehead hair, and said, "It's definitely fine, don't worry."

Suddenly, a burst of spiritual energy flashed by He Tong's side, and there was another person beside him, hurried and violent, even with a bloody smell, the pressure was quite heavy.

When He Tong saw that it was Immortal Huayang, he even forgot how to speak, but in the eyes of Immortal Huayang who seemed to be eating people in the next moment, he pointed in the direction of the inner room, and only after a long time could he utter three words. :"inside……"

As soon as the words fell, Immortal Huayang ran in, not giving Hetong a chance to say anything else.

Hetong stood in a daze for a while, heaved a sigh of relief, and then comforted the little turtle, telling him, "Master Xianjun is back, everything will be fine."

"Really?" The little turtle was almost scared to death by Xianjun just now, and it took a long time before he dared to reply...

Hetong said firmly, "Really."

The little tortoise opened his beady eyes, and didn't say anything else, but Ai Ai was reluctant to part with him, and was taken away by Xian'e who took care of him.

After dismissing the little tortoise, He Tong was thinking about whether to go to the inner room, when Lu Tong hurried back from outside the shrine.

He Tong asked him why he came back only now, and Lu Tong said: "...When did I have the speed of a fairy. Besides, something happened."

He Tong was puzzled, since Meng Que's accident was already a major event in Shengping Palace before he thought about it.

Lu Tong looked at his friend who had been working for many years, felt helpless, and slowly explained: "The Emperor of Heaven died in the prison, and the devil imprisoned inside escaped."

Hetong opened his eyes wide and almost screamed out. He covered his mouth in fright and waited for Lutong to continue.

"The Celestial Clan already knows that when the Emperor of Heaven died, our Lord Xianjun was also present in the prison. I think someone will come to ask later. If it is not handled well, the Lord Xianjun will be implicated..." Lutong's voice became smaller and smaller.

The other immortals still don't know much about it, but Lu Tong knows a lot about what the Heavenly Emperor and his own immortals have done these years.

Now that the Heavenly Emperor suddenly died suddenly, not to mention whether the Immortal Lord would be suspected of being the murderer, even if he survived safely, the Heavenly Emperor used to cover up the troubles he caused for thousands of years, and he would come to settle the score with him.

If Immortal Huayang falls, this fairy world probably won't be able to accommodate them... Lu Tong even wanted to save his life wisely and just run away.No matter running to hide in some corner, or going to the human world, it is better than finishing with Shengping Palace.

But after Hetong heard it, he just grabbed him in a panic, and asked, "Then, what should I do, my lord? The person who sent you here just now said that your lord has been hit by the secret art of the witch clan, and you still count on the immortal king to save you... ..."

When the matter came to an end, He Tong was still worried about the behavior of others, which made Lu Tong helpless. He pointed to the small bowl in He Tong's hand, and asked him if he wanted to send it in.

Hetong looked down, it was true, he nodded quickly.

So Deer Tong pushed him to the inner room together.

Lu Tong felt helpless, so he could only comfort himself, anyway, the incident hasn't happened yet, and he is not in a hurry for a moment - just in case, no one can beat Xianjun, and the new emperor will come to curry favor with Shengping Palace later.

Lutong Hetong wanted to push the door in, but he didn't want to go to the door of the inner room, so he was blocked by a spell...

In the inner room, Immortal Huayang saw Meng Que who was sleeping on the bed, and immediately felt a little weak. He tried to sniff, but the moment he touched it, he was caught by a hand outstretched by Void. Pulled back.

"Don't touch it, he's using the secret art of the witch clan. If you don't handle it properly, even you will be affected." The old priest in the mountains.

This can be regarded as the first time Xianjun Huayang saw the old Taoist priest, his eyes fell on his wrist, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Immortal Huayang consciously cultivated himself among the three worlds and six realms in the current world, and he was also considered to be the best, but the hand stretched out by the old Taoist priest in front of him restrained him without much effort.It is clear that he should be a powerful person, but Xianjun Huayang can't detect his cultivation at all, as if the person in front of him is just an ordinary mortal Taoist...

How can this be?

Immortal Huayang was terrified in his heart. He carefully looked at the appearance of the old Taoist priest, but he was just an ordinary mortal, and Immortal Huayang had no impression of him at all.

No, it’s not true, in fact, such people exist.

When Xianjun Huayang was picked up by the previous Emperor of Heaven, the previous Emperor of Heaven gave him such a feeling. At that time, Xianjun Huayang's cultivation base was low, and it was normal for him to think that he was not aware of the great ability to return to basics.

After getting along with each other, Immortal Huayang has gotten used to the inconspicuousness of being the Emperor of Heaven...

Seeing the change in Huayang Xianjun's eyes, the old Taoist smiled softly, as if expecting that Huayang would recognize him, he didn't say anything, but stroked his beard, and said with emotion: "I haven't seen you for so many years, your temper is really really good." Nothing has changed, everything is written on the face."

Like the affirmative answer, Immortal Huayang was startled immediately, and looked at the old Taoist priest vigilantly. He wanted to pull his wrist out of the old Taoist priest's hand, but he did not move even with all his strength.

"Don't be impatient. Anyway, I watched Meng Que grow up, and I won't let him have any accidents..." After the old Taoist priest said, he took out another Weng wine from his sleeve, and said to Huayang: "Yuan Feng, you should do it if you think about it." You know, I saved you back then so that you could help seal the demon world and fill up the formation... It's just that kid Ji Zhi didn't want to be controlled by me, so he tried to kill me with his backhand, and then let you escape by luck."

As if regretting, the old Taoist laughed lightly, and then handed the sake to Huayang Xianjun, and he said: "Now I have a way to save Meng Que, but you need to make some sacrifices..."

Huayang Xianjun looked at the old Taoist warily, but did not believe him.

"Don't show your true face, Xiaoxiao, who hides his head and shows his tail, dares to negotiate with me... The body of the previous emperor is still in the Abyss of Moon Order, and it was buried by Ji Zhi himself..." Immortal Huayang said this, and he paused. Suddenly froze.

Ji Zhi, Ji Zhi was still thinking about how to bring people back to life from Xun You's mouth.

Ji Zhi had this kind of thought, probably because he already knew some example of resurrection from the dead.Xiao is indeed one, but if the body of the previous emperor of Yueling Zhiyuan, he would have noticed something strange long ago?

Immortal Huayang wanted to verify it for a while, but worried that Liu Xiaoque would be in danger with this guy in front of him who had no clear position. While hesitating, the old Taoist raised his head and took a big gulp of the sake that Huayang refused.

"When I left the fairy world, I have been hiding in Xuce Mountain in the human world. Later, in my spare time, I accidentally discovered that Meng Que's body green bamboo gave birth to spiritual wisdom... I took care of him as my own son, but it was probably because of my influence. When Meng Que took shape, he looked very much like my other son..." The old Taoist priest was also very emotional, he stared at Meng Que on the bed, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Now that Meng is like this, I'm also worried..." The old Taoist expressed worryingly, making Xianjun Huayang almost in a trance, did he really misunderstand something?

That is to say, taking advantage of Huayang Xianjun's trance for a moment, the old Taoist threw the wine jar towards Huayang, and there was an extra spirit sword in his hand, and then resolutely pulled the arm that had been holding Huayang to Huayang. chopped down.

The action is astonishingly fast.

"Pfft——" Blood sprayed out from Huayang's broken arm, spraying the old Taoist's face, staining his old and white Daopo red.

Immortal Huayang snorted, and didn't tangle with the old Taoist priest. He immediately made a tactic with one hand, wanting to attract the Jade Emperor Sword, but he didn't want the space here to be very weird. There was no response at all.

Immortal Huayang was terrified. He thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember how he was so anxious that he didn't pay attention and stepped into the trap.

The old Taoist cut off his arm, put it in his sleeve, and without any hesitation, continued to attack Huayang with his sword. He said, "I just want some flesh and blood from you, why are you so stingy..."

Immortal Huayang turned over and kicked down the shelf in the inner room, picked up a pair of daggers that were used as decorations on the wall, and blocked the spirit sword that the old Taoist priest had chopped over.

The old Taoist said again: "Thousands of years ago, in order to save Meng Que, who had only a remnant soul, he exhausted the accumulation of tens of thousands of years, and now he is just asking you for some interest... It seems that your affection for Meng Que is also the same. But that's all."

"I don't know what Meng will think of you in the future when he knows that you are doing this for yourself and give up saving him."

"I guess Ji Yun told you that he would also be able to unravel the secret art of the witch tribe... But he must have never told you that if he casts the spell to undo the spell, his skills will be exhausted. I don't think so, But if you are against him, if he tells you, how can you believe him, how can he believe you. "

"If he really wanted to save Meng Que, why would he not show up now..."

The old Taoist babbled, not knowing that those words hit Hua Yang's mind, the moment the dagger in his hand was shattered, he no longer resisted, but let the old Taoist's spirit sword stab into his chest.