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Chapter 110 Di Xin, Can Nobody Take Care of It?That's right! (13 has been modified)

After the Taishang's voice fell, a familiar aura swept through the Bajing Palace, which shocked the three sages of Yuanshi.

next moment.

The Taiji Diagram became tens of millions of times larger in an instant, covering the entire Daluotian.

There is no storm in the fire in the gossip furnace.

The faces of the three saints changed drastically, and they jumped into the long river of time and space in an instant, and returned to their respective dojos.

After Sansheng returned, the surprise and doubt on his face remained.

The disciples were taken aback for a moment, and stepped forward to ask why the saint was so panicked.

They spoke slowly after a long while:
"The Supreme Saint, you just laughed..."

"His expression looks more and more like Daozu..."

After the words of the saints fell, the twelve golden immortals of Yuxu Palace, and all the disciples in the west were horrified.

Ever since Taishang became enlightened, he has practiced Taishang's forgetfulness, and there has never been a slight emotional ups and downs on his face.

Now...you actually laughed?
They inexplicably thought of the Supreme Saint who was standing by the gossip stove, with the fire shining on his face, laughing at him.

Suddenly, they shuddered.

too frightening.

No wonder Master reacted like this.

This is simply horrible!

……

Jade Palace.

After a long time.

Only then did the disciples recover from the hallucination of the primordial spirit.

A Taoist priest wearing a blue and purple Taoist robe and holding a colorful feather fan stepped forward and asked:
"Master... What did the Supreme Saint say about Di Xin's practice?"

Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head when he heard the words, doubts appeared in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:
"Your uncle doesn't know either..."

"That's what made him laugh."

Everyone was shocked, the secret of Di Xin's cultivation, even the Supreme Sage didn't know?
The Taoist showed a sad expression and sighed:

"Master, now I heard that the Grand Master has been sitting in Chaoge, and Yuan Hong has led Chaoge's general army. Now Di Xin has inexplicably gained a cultivation level comparable to that of a golden immortal, and he has taken away the Xuanyuan Sword from the Grand Master. ..."

"How can I get this Chaoge?"

"Prince Wucheng's eldest son, Huang Tianhua, was born for more than a year..."

"Disciple, waiting to accept disciples."

The Taoist finished speaking.

The rest of the immortals also showed the same expression.

Especially Yun Zhongzi, whose complexion was even uglier than when the five qi in his chest were cut off.

He carried the water spark basket and said sadly:

"How much stronger is senior brother than you?"

"I have deduced it for decades, and I have taught countless lessons. The hexagrams all say that Ji Chang entered Chaoge, and he can pick up a son. This son is destined to be poor."

"Now...he has been imprisoned for more than half a month, and there are still seven years before he is released back to Xiqi."

"After seven years, the conferring of gods is over, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Twelve Golden Immortals couldn't help but looked at Yun Zhongzi sympathetically.

Daoist Taiyi suddenly became vigilant at this time, the tragic experience of his senior brother made him flustered.

Mrs. Yin was pregnant for three years before the Lingzhu was born.

It's only a year now.

It was two years before Nezha was born.

two years...

Daoist Taiyi always felt that in two years, countless changes would happen.

He couldn't help but ask:

"Master, why does it take three years for the Lingzhu to be born?"

Yuanshi Tianzun glanced at him, seemed to see through his thoughts, and said lightly:

"It takes three years for a spirit bead to absorb the breath of fireworks in the world before it can be reincarnated."

"If you are born early, your mind will be incomplete."

Taiyi sighed.

As long as it's for my use, it doesn't matter if you're mentally incomplete.

The twelve golden immortals also sighed in unison.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun couldn't help asking: "Is there no one to care about Di Xin's practice?"

Yuanshi Tianzun restrained his expression, looked at the world, and said:
"You're right, no one really cares about Di Xin's practice."

The Twelve Golden Immortals were startled, only to hear Yuanshi Tianzun sigh and say:
"The heavenly rules that human kings can't practice are set by Uncle Ni himself. But what he cares about is whether the human king's practice has stolen luck."

"For him, as long as he doesn't steal luck, it doesn't matter whether the king has practiced or not."

"Back then, Si Gui exchanged witch blood for human blood to enter the witch way. It was he who calculated your uncle's intentions and dared to do such a heaven-defying thing."

"Unfortunately, what Si Gui didn't expect was that after the human king became a witch, the fortune of protecting the country would be gone."

"A king without protection for the country is no different from an ant."

"With my decree, there will be Shangtang to destroy Xia."

Master Taiyi muttered to himself: "Di Xin has found a way of cultivation that does not harm the fate of the country, and all the gods and gods have nothing to do with him."

After Taiyi's words fell, before the eyes of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the figure of Di Xin, carrying the fate of the country and holding the Xuanyuan Sword, suddenly appeared.

Yuan Shi nodded and said lightly:

"However, don't worry about it. I don't have the slightest breath of immortality on my body, Guandi Xin, nor does it have the essence of immortality of the witch clan."

"He is just a strong man, unable to break through the shackles of life span, and unable to condense Dao fruit."

"For us cultivators, not being able to live forever is just empty talk."

"The Nuwa Palace matter is not over yet. The means of the saints are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. During this period, you can restrain your mana and walk down the earth."

The twelve golden immortals said in unison: "I would like to obey the master's order."

……

After the Twelve Golden Immortals dispersed, Qingxu Morality Zhenjun couldn't bear his Taoist heart, and fell to the world with a spring phoenix and white jade basket and a five-fire and seven-bird fan in his hand.

He withdrew his mana, turned into an ordinary old man, took out a guide skillfully, and walked into Chaoge City.

After entering the city, Qingxu Daodezhenjun seemed to be familiar with the road, and changed into Wucheng Palace in two steps.

Standing in a shadow, he saw a child who was only one year old and could run and jump, walking like a tiger.

Qingxu Daodezhenjun had a kind smile on his face.

An hour later.

Qingxu Daodezhen Gently shook his fan of five fires and seven birds, and muttered to himself: "I will lead you up the mountain at the age of three, I can't wait any longer."

Who knows.

After Qingxu Daodezhenjun's words fell, a voice came from Wuming beside him.

"Who are you taking up the mountain?"

The voice sounded like thunder, and came from the shadow beside him.

A voice sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared.

This figure seemed to be there in the first place, but the breath was weak, even though he still didn't notice it.

Now that I speak, I realize it.

"... Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was taken aback, he was a Daluo Jinxian.

Even if he withdrew his mana and still had his consciousness, he didn't find a single mortal.

And this person is no one else.

It was the father of the childish boy Huang Tianhua whom he was spying on secretly.

Wu Cheng Wang Huang Feihu! ! !

This made Qing Xu Daozhen swear words, and hurriedly saluted: "It turns out to be His Royal Highness Wu Cheng Wang, the prince heard it wrong, and the poor Taoist didn't say anything."

King Wu Cheng, whose body was getting brighter and brighter, looked at him coldly, and said, "Old man, I have been watching you for an hour."

True Monarch of Purity and Virtue: ...%￥...%￥...%￥

Before he had time to explain, he saw Huang Feihu stabbing with a golden reed gun in his hand, and the luck of the first general behind him was wrapped around the gun, which shocked him!

"Old man, dare to covet the youngest son of this prince, look at the gun!"

"not good……"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun was frightened half to death, and immediately recalled the tragic scene of Maitreya being beaten by the gang at that time, he was so frightened that he did not dare to turn his head back, and immediately sacrificed the jade virtual treasure Hunyuan streamer, performed the technique of shrinking the sky and escaping the earth, and fled in an instant In the world, I came to Yuxu Palace.

At this time, he didn't even dare to go to Ziyang Cave, Qingfeng Mountain, his own cave.

After arriving at Yuxu Palace, Daodezhen Lord Qingxu saw Taiyi fishing, and immediately said:
"Junior Brother! Quickly help me refine the misfortune of the world of mortals..."

Taiyi: ...

……

Da Luotian, Bajing Palace.

Seeing Yuanshi leading Zhunti Sansheng away, the Taishang sage couldn't help being taken aback, and shook his head helplessly.

"Pindao's Bajing Palace has not had any guests for many years, and finally three of them came, and they don't even give Pindao any face."

"Fortunately, I also prepared the Three-Gourd Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, as a pastime when discussing Dao."

Too much to finish.

Western Saints.

Yuanshi Tianzun.

An inexplicable chest pain.

In the Palace of Eight Views, the Supreme Being sighed, and hung the Three Gourd Golden Elixir on the wall, and then looked at the Taiji Diagram, and looked towards the direction of the world.

With a wave of long sleeves.

Immediately!

Seventy percent of the luck in the world that could obscure the vision of a saint disappeared before his eyes, and he could see all parts of the world at a glance.

Even, in some places where the luck is thin, the fireworks in the world can be clearly seen.

Taishang pressed and held the Tai Chi map, waved casually, and the screen switched to Chaoge.

just.

Chaoge is the place where luck is concentrated in the world, and it is the most intense. Even if [-]% of it disappears, it is only a vaguely visible shadow.

The Taishang immediately looked into the Shang Palace, staring at the dark Shouxian Palace.

He couldn't see the bricks and tiles of Shouxian Palace clearly, and he couldn't see the people coming and going, he could only see a momentum flickering, rising and falling.

Outside the Bajing Palace, Qingniu, who was leisurely wandering, felt this breath, and suddenly his legs softened, and he knelt down.

Qingniu:? ? ? ?

Qingniu was at a loss, and an inexplicable thought came to his mind.

"old."

Seeing this, Taishang couldn't help showing a smile on his face, this smile was heartless and desireless, it just hung quietly on his face.

Immediately, his calm voice echoed in the Bajing Palace.

"The poor Taoist practice is too forgetful, how can you forget if your Taoist heart does not fluctuate."

"Unfortunately, since the Three Emperors, there is nothing that can make Pindao's mood fluctuate."

"Di Xin."

"If you shock Pindao a few more times, Pindao won't care what kind of martial arts you practice and what kind of strength you practice."

"Perhaps, it will also give you a bit of luck in the world, so that saints can't go down to the mundane world."

……

Song.

Shouxian Palace.

Zishou is practicing the Great Bull Demon Fist.

He slowly woke up from the practice, and suddenly felt a breeze blowing behind him, always feeling like being spied on.

Zishou glanced around, but found nothing except Bai Ji, who was lying on the roof and watching the sun while smoking a cannon.

He frowned slightly and said:
"Is the empress spying on me?"

(End of this chapter)