Fantasy: Me! Start To Create Tianji Pavilion!

Chapter 22 Sacred Land Attitude! arrival!

Chen Beixuan raised his head, staring blankly at the palm-sized jade pendant in the air, and a storm surged in his heart.

Between flipping hands, forging a half-step sacred weapon, this method, even in his peak period, could not do it.

He stiffly bowed his head and looked at Su Yu who was calm and breezy. Apart from admiration, he felt a little more fear in his heart.

“This is the Taixu Profound Jade Pendant. With this, you can sneak into the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land and pick the Wannian Wu You flower.”

Su Yu stretched out his hand and pointed, and the jade pendant slowly fell in front of Chen Beixuan.

“Send… to me?”

Chen Beixuan looked at the jade pendant that exuded the mysterious aura in front of him, and he couldn’t believe it.

“Why? Don’t want it?”

Su Yu said jokingly.

Chen Beixuan was silent for a moment, caught the Taixu Xuan Jade Pen with both hands, and said in a deep voice:

“Pavilion Master, I don’t know what your requirements are for Tianji Guard?”

This pavilion master, he called willingly, and at the same time, it also represented that he was willing to do things for Su Yu.

“I will find a candidate for the Tianji Guard, what you need to do now is the strength of Ascension!”

Su Yu was very satisfied with Chen Beixuan’s attitude and continued:

“If you behave well, the lower part of the Jiuyou Nirvana Sutra, when the time is right, it might be for you!”

Hearing this, Chen Beixuan looked into the drama and immediately cupped hands and said:

“Thank you, Pavilion Master, that disciple said goodbye first.”

After that, Chen Beixuan put away the Taixu Xuan Jade Pendant, turned and left the Tianji Pavilion.

Looking at the back of Chen Beixuan leaving, Mu Yanran finally couldn’t help asking:

“Pavilion Master, why is this Chen Beixuan called an evil saint?”

Su Yu stood up, glanced at Mu Yanran, and smiled faintly:

“There are some things that you can’t know now, and you also need Ascension strength as soon as possible.”

“Within one year, you will become the number one on the list of arrogant Tianjiao!”

“The Reckless Tianjiao… the first?”

Mu Yanran was a little lost.

Today, the top of the Tianjiao list is Chen Anzhi, the saint son of Heavenly Sword Sacred Land.

In addition to his own unparalleled talent, he also has a detached Sacred Land dedicated to nurturing.

And she…

“Pavilion Master, the disciple will definitely live up to expectations!”

After losing her consciousness for a moment, Mu Yanran firmly cupped hands.

Chen Anzhi has the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, and she has the Heavenly Secret Pavilion!

If she can’t become No. 1 on the Tianjiao list within a year, then she might as well return to the Goddess Palace for retirement!

“Go, there are many side halls in the pavilion, choose one by yourself, and I will call you if I have something to do!”

Su Yu waved his hand and sent Mu Yanran back.

When Mu Yanran left, Su Yu walked out of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion slowly, with his hands behind him, looking at the wild land in the distance.

“It’s getting more and more interesting.”

“I don’t know if Chen Beixuan picked the Wannian Wu You flower under the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land. How will this transcendent Sacred Land react?”

“Also, as the name of Jige Pavilion today has been spread in the wild land, how will the major forces react?”

Thinking of this, Su Yu opened the system store.

Seeing the remaining 25,000 secret points, he did not move.

These secret points are far from the beginning of buying the Second Stage.

But as the Emperor Sutra, the price becomes more expensive as it goes forward.

It’s just that Su Yu is not in a hurry now. He has a hunch that in the future, cultivators will line up to give him a chance.

And this day, it will not be too far.

…

As Su Yu looked forward to the future, the Wilderness Territory was once again caught in a huge storm.

And the source of this turmoil is naturally the movement of the previous birth of the Taixu Xuanyu Pei.

Half-step sacred artifacts were born, and the Zhenzong Lingbao of all major forces wailed and trembled.

Even the two transcendent Sacred Lands are the same.

Cangyu Sacred Land, back mountain.

A quaint Eight Trigrams mirror was quietly suspended in the air, and the powerful aura overflowed, causing the surrounding space to become distorted.

On the ancient mirror, countless pictures are constantly evolving like revolving lanterns.

The four seasons change, the flow of goods changes, birth, old age, sickness and death… It is extremely mysterious.

This is the sacred artifact that Cangyu Sacred Land has inherited for tens of thousands of years… Yin & Yang Eight Trigrams realm.

Previously, the ancient mirror, which had been silent for nearly ten thousand years, finally changed because of the birth of the Taixu Xuanyu Pei.

Beneath the ancient mirror, an old man with a childlike face with a crane of hair, his hands behind him, quietly watching the sacred artifact above his head.

“Ancestor!”

Behind him, Cangyu Holy Lord bowed respectfully and asked softly:

“The Yin & Yang Eight Trigrams mirror changed, but because of the previous storm?”

“In the wild land, there are holy artifacts born!”

The ancestor Yuhua spoke lightly, unable to hear the tone.

“The sacred artifact was born?!!!”

Cangyu Holy Lord’s heart seemed to miss a beat, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Although he had guesses in his mind, he still couldn’t believe it now when he heard his ancestors affirmed.

A sacred artifact requires a Sage to cultivate for thousands of years before it has a chance to be cultivated.

Now that there is a sacred artifact in the Wilderness Territory suddenly appeared, could it be said that there are other hidden Sages in the Wilderness Territory?

“Ancestor, do you know who forged the sacred artifact?”

Cangyu Holy Lord couldn’t help asking.

The ancestor Yuhua shook his head lightly, and said: “It seems that there is a secret shield, and the old man can’t detect the source.”

“The secret?”

Hearing these two words, Cangyu Holy Lord couldn’t help but raised his brows.

“Could it be Tianji Pavilion?”

“Since the so-called Heavenly Secret Pavilion appeared, Mang Wasteland has been calm for half a decade.”

“First, what is the list of reckless Tianjiao, and Sage’s chance, and now there are holy artifacts born, all related to this Tianji Pavilion.”

Hearing Cangyu Holy Lord’s guess, the feathered ancestor finally turned around, and a gleam of light flashed in those bright eyes.

“Tianji Pavilion? Are you really afraid of setting fire to self-immolation?”

“Need to send a disciple to investigate?” Cang Yu Holy Lord asked.

“No need!” The Yuhua ancestor said without hesitation.

“Under the emperor’s order, the secret of heaven does not exist!”

“Since you dare to play the name of the secret, then it will be destroyed sooner or later.”

If it hadn’t happened before the Tianji Sect was destroyed, he would have a happy conversation with the Tianji Pavilion.

But now, he will not go against the imperial order of the arrogant emperor.

Thinking back to that trace of imperial prestige a hundred years ago, the feathered ancestor couldn’t help shaking.

Even if he succeeded in the position of Sage, he was still as insignificant as an ant under that trace of imperial prestige.

The Great!

Just these two words make people dare not look directly at them and dare not disobey.

“Consolidate the disciples in Sacred Land, try to be less than the intersection of the machine pavilion that day!”

After all, the figure of the feathered ancestor dissipated in the back mountain.

…

At the same time, in the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land, the ancestor of the Sword God also left the same instructions.

A hundred years ago, Nasi Diwei left an indelible impression on both Sages.

“Ancestor, that candle dragon spirit fruit?”

Holy Lord of Heaven Sword asked.

“Continue to investigate, a cultivator in the Five Houses realm, although mysterious, it is impossible to escape the wild land.”

The ancestor of the sword god said lightly.

The holy medicine for refining the body is also a holy medicine. It is too wasteful to give to a cultivator in the Five Houses realm.

However, even the ancestor of the sword god did not perceive that outside the sky sword Sacred Land, Chen Beixuan was approaching quietly.

The Taixu Xuanyu Pei emits a shining light, completely shielding his breath.

“Wannian Wu You flower, I am coming!”