Taoist Huang Ting

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.

This day.

Streams of light appeared in the sky, stretching across the sky.

The powerful momentum swept across the sky, frightening all living beings above the stars below.

"So many gods!"

"The Immortal God! It's the Immortal God in Heaven!"

"The gods have come, I, the Ming Dynasty, can be saved!"

…

On the two pole stars, tens of thousands of creatures are either frightened or excited. They knelt down together and worshiped the gods without stopping.

For Master Jiedan, all living beings on the two-pole stars are like ants.

Even the most powerful Martial Saint is only equivalent to a Foundation Establishment Tempering Body. It's so far away from the realm of pill formation. A real person can suppress countless people with just a wave of his hand.

I won't pay attention.

At this moment, above the stars, there are countless immortals.

A fairy in the eyes of mortals.

All the real people in Shangyuan Palace occupied a place and evolved eight realms and eight scenes in order to compete for the quota of the two-pole universe disk.

All the real people from the Qingyun Sect gathered together to create the Thunder Purgatory.

The treasure of Great Sumeru Mountain was lost. A group of old monks joined forces and the divine light shone, but they jointly developed the formless divine light of Great Sumeru Ruyi Barrier.

The real people of other sects and the real people of scattered cultivators everywhere have their own methods to show up.

The reflection of light in the sky caused the beings above the stars to become more frightened and more frenzied.

Among all the real people.

The Eight Views Tower is like an ancient mountain, falling steadily on the clouds. Above the palace, a total of sixteen real people, headed by the Four Immortals of Guangyuan, sat cross-legged. With an aura as strong as the abyss, the four immortals' gazes swept across the four directions, overlooking the stars.

"Master is not here."

Looking around, Lin Ye was a little frustrated.

According to the calculations of the years, the birth of the bipolar cosmic disc is imminent. Daoist disciples from various sects and cultivators on Maple Moon Star gathered together, but Lu Qingfeng was nowhere to be seen.

"It's not time yet."

Lin Feng comforted him from the side.

He lowered his eyes and looked towards the direction of the Abandoned Mountain and the Jubao Mountain area——

There are mountains of scrapped magical instruments, just like in the past.

Shake his head.

There was also a bit of disappointment in his eyes.

Wen Guang was beside him and Weng Sheng said, "The Bipolar Universe Optical Disk has not been born yet, so don't worry. Master will definitely come. I will go to Jubao Mountain first to see what happened to my Dayu Dynasty."

Said.

Jump off the Bajing Tower and fall straight to the abandoned mountain.

"Elder brother, let me go down and take a look."

Zhang Yang said to Lin Feng.

It's been a long time since I've been back to Maple Moon Star, so I miss my hometown a little bit.

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded.

Only then did Zhang Yang jump out of the Bajing Tower and fall straight into the stars.

Seeing this, Lin Ye said quickly, "Junior brother, wait for me."

He didn't even say hello to his elder brother and chased after him.

Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the Bajing Tower, stationed in the Guangyuan Immortal Sect camp, waiting for the birth of the Bipolar Universe Disc without moving.

below.

Wenguang was the first to fall.

Looking around, there have been discarded magical artifacts that have been left behind for hundreds of years. The previously familiar terrain has long been completely destroyed.

Only the mighty Qinglong River still surges forward, awakening Wenguang's distant memories.

Sudden!

Sudden!

Looking at the Qinglong River, two figures descended from the sky and landed beside Wen Guang on the bank of the Qinglong River.

"Senior sister, junior brother, you are here too."

Wen Guang grinned at Lin Ye and Zhang Yang.

"I haven't been back for a long time."

Lin Ye looked around. The terrain of the abandoned mountain was always changing, but the piles of countless discarded magic weapons still felt familiar. At that time, she was following her master, practicing exercises and studying alchemy. It was the most relaxing and happy time in her life.

Years pass.

It's gone forever.

Staring at the vast river, Lin Ye turned his head, looked at Zhang Yang and said with a smile, "The master was the little junior brother I picked up on the bank of the Qinglong River. Haha, the little junior brother at that time didn't have the strength to tie a chicken. I was fishing on the bank with a bamboo pole and almost got eaten by the prawns fed by Master."

Lin Ye told about that year.

Zhang Yang's calm face couldn't help but reveal a smile.

At first.

If it hadn't been for Master's rescue, he would have been buried in the mighty Qinglong River, and how could he have achieved what he has today. Looking at the Qinglong River, whether it is Lin Ye or Wen Guang, the feelings are not as good as Zhang Yang.

At that time, he became a disciple of the famous "Guangyuan Sanren", which attracted the envy of warriors from all over the world. He was ordered by his master to search for spiritual shrimps and crabs in the upper and lower reaches of the Qinglong River. He drove a small boat, wore a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and was called a "fisherman".

Most of the time, I was drifting in the river.

Now that I think about it, it’s interesting.

Three real people stood by the river.

Not far behind.

A girl in gray clothes with clear eyes and a rough young man holding a steel fork were hiding in the dark and watching the three of them.

The girl suppressed her voice, but her voice was still clear and clear. Her little face was full of nervousness, "They seem to have come down from the sky. Could it be that they are gods from the sky descending to earth?"

"Hmph!"

"Is there any immortal in heaven who can compare with my master?"

The young man snorted, also lowered his voice, and whispered, "Keep an eye on them first, and wait until the master comes out of seclusion before reporting. There are so many strange people in the sky today, it's so abnormal."

"Uh-huh."

The girl nodded, obviously very much in agreement.

Communicate quietly.

Observe secretly.

However, the next moment, out of the corner of her eye, the girl caught a glimpse of a figure in green clothing appearing in front of her at some unknown moment——

"ah!"

He immediately screamed in shock, his body shape changed, and he turned into a palm-sized bird, flapping its wings and about to fly away. The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes on the side was much calmer. He grabbed the steel fork and smashed it at the passers-by. He turned around and jumped into the air. He turned into a strong cheetah in the air and ran away with a strong step.

"Huh?"

"The true secret of yellow robe?"

A deep voice came from the air, revealing a mixture of surprise and surprise.

Cheetah turned around and saw the big man who looked like an overlord, with eyes like bells, staring at him blankly, which sent a chill down his spine.

…

"My name is Shanfeng."

"My name is Skylark."

Shanfeng has thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a dazed look on his face. He is not afraid of anything. Skylark looked weak and timid, standing behind Shanfeng.

"Mountain breeze."

"lark."

Lin Ye looked at the two of them with a smile on his face.

Wen Guang's eyes were eager, and he tried his best to suppress it. The corners of his mouth curved into an ugly arc, trying to be friendly, but it was even more creepy.

Zhang Yang stood quietly, his eyes always falling on the two of them.

Shanfeng frowned, his eyes full of vigilance, "How do you prove that you are the master's disciples?"

Said.

He moved half a step to block the skylark more tightly, and said loudly, "We have been following the master for three years, and I have never heard him mention any disciples. Who knows if you are lying to me!"

"Pfft!"

Lin Ye couldn't help laughing when he saw the mountain breeze.

Uh-huh!

Shanfeng's slightly childish face suddenly turned red, from his forehead to his neck. He suppressed himself, glared at the female monk who was not taller than him, and said angrily, "Why are you laughing! If you don't explain clearly today, even if you die, we won't tell you where the master is!"

"That's right."

"I won't tell you even to death."

Yunque poked his head out from behind Shanfeng, and echoed angrily with his small face. When he saw Lin Ye and the others looking at him, he quickly retracted his head.

The little face is red.

"Since Master has taught you two techniques, he is our junior brother and junior sister."

"Don't be nervous, we don't mean any harm."

Zhang Yang saw his senior sister laughing non-stop, and his third senior brother was ready to make a move next to him. Without moving his expression, he took a step forward and took over the conversation, "Why don't we sit down and talk about the ordinary things. When the master comes out of seclusion, we will know the truth and lies immediately without having to tell the truth."

"how?"

Zhang Yang looked at Shanfeng and Yunque. Although his face was plain, his eyes revealed intimacy.

I have been a disciple for eight or nine hundred years.

The master has never accepted another disciple since he accepted him. Now that there are two more junior brothers and junior sisters, Zhang Yang is happy. Although he has a cold temperament, he also understands the warmth and warmth of people. Seeing that the two were frightened because of their simple nature, they spoke to comfort them.

Shanfeng looked at the white-haired fisherman in front of him and felt close to him. He nodded heavily and said, "That's okay. I have great powers. If you try to pretend, you will suffer a lot."

"Master's magical powers are certainly better than those of countless others."

Zhang Yang nodded.

Upon hearing this, Shanfeng's face suddenly showed a look of expression.

"You guys are really stupid. You and I are both practicing the "Yellow Robe True Technique". How can this be false?!"

Wen Guang couldn't bear to see such a stupid young man, with his true energy surging around his body. He was dressed in a yellow robe and had an astonishing aura.

Shanfeng and Yunque were suddenly rushed by the momentum and almost fell to the ground.

"Third Senior Brother, don't hurt them."

The coir raincoat on Zhang Yang's body shook slightly, and the momentum disappeared. Only then did Shanfeng and Skylark stand firm. The former was full of anger, while the latter was frightened.

"I--"

Wenguang was about to argue.

suddenly.

Not far from his side, deep in the earth, the red and white lights shot straight towards the bullfighting, breaking through the earth and penetrating into the sky.

"This is--"

"Bipolar space disc!"

Wen Guang, Zhang Yang, and Lin Ye looked at each other and spoke in unison.

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"It's done!"

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged, a compass rising and falling in the air in front of him.

It took three years to finally refine the bipolar space disc and be able to exert some of its power.

"Let's try the power of controlling the two poles of magnetism."

Lu Qingfeng stood up, determined to try.

Grabbing the magic weapon in the air with one hand, real energy poured in.

He immediately felt the majestic power accumulated over 4,800 years in the bipolar cosmic disc, and thought -

"Wuyi Aurora!"

Between heaven and earth, a ray of light shot straight into the sky, causing the poles of the polar stars to change. Auroras shot out thousands of feet, covering the entire polar stars.

All the immortals are covered, each controlling the true method and magic weapon, covering the whole body.

The aurora's coverage is too wide and its power is limited.

The real person is willing to resist, and the true energy in his body is as stable as a mountain.

Among the stars, there are all living beings who practice martial arts. They have no true energy in their bodies, and they have no influence at all.

Lu Qingfeng controls the aurora and senses the mountain breeze and the location of the skylark.

Seeing that the two of them were being protected by Lin Ye and three others.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he waved away the spells on his hands, concentrating on controlling the aurora. Covered by the aurora, mountains of discarded magic weapons piled up above the stars were about to move, rising up with a bang.

The aurora shines past, like the spring breeze turning into rain, returning to its origin and turning into mines.

Showing the mystery of the magic weapon.

There is no robbing of real people in heaven.

These materials have long been divided and formed into a fixed format according to the proportions of scrapped instruments provided by various real people. Even if the three sects are no longer as glorious as before, most people are still willing to stick to the old rules for this trip to Maple Moon Star.

otherwise.

The Guangyuan Immortal Sect is at its peak, and if they break the old routine, they will probably have to follow and drink soup.

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