Destiny’s Catalogue

Chapter 142: Outdated Maps Buried Trouble

There are ridges and peaks protruding, the mountains are beautiful, and the aura is compelling. After the primordial souls of several major sects came to Anxi City with their respective disciples through the teleportation array, they still admired Zhushan, a fairyland created entirely by humans. Eight years ago, there was still a green bamboo hill less than a hundred meters high and less than ten miles wide.

Haori Haori just came out of the teleportation formation and saw Jingyue, Wen Nianxi, and Ebony, but everyone was like a dog in the mourning family at this time. They were in panic all day long. There is no mood to say hello to the old, but each of them nodded sadly as a greeting. , Just go to the foot of Zhushan.

"Why do you come to my Penglai Lower Yard in mighty?" The disciple of Penglai Lower Yard guarding at the foot of Zhushan had just introduced Qi Xiaocheng and planned to go out in a few days. The previous cultivation level was very low, and he didn't know a few big sect real people at all, but Seeing the strength and the large number of people coming, it was inevitable that there was some fear and worry in my heart, but when I remembered that Immortal Venerable was still on the top of the mountain, he slightly let go of his worry and stepped forward to question.

Wen Nianxi stepped forward, showing a slight smile, fascinated several disciples, and then said softly: "Nowadays, there are demons who have killed them from overseas. They do all evil and slaughter creatures. They want to enslave the human race and raise the human race in captivity. , The Fa Huazong has been broken, and the sects of Jin Luo are killed. Among them, the great monsters have survived the catastrophe, and their strength is terrible. They are not the enemy of ours. It is the life and death of our human race. Therefore, we specially come to pray for Zhushan The old man Xianzun took action to save the human race from the fire and water, and he also asked this fellow Daoist to report to the mountain."

Several goalkeeper disciples blushed and fascinated, and repeated their voices: "We should report this important event as soon as possible." But fortunately, they still barely knew that they were on duty. They just separated two people, driving the magic weapon, and heading towards Zhushan. The peak flew away.

After hearing Wen Nianxi’s words, the real person Haori nodded approvingly. The lower court of Penglai is basically a disciple of the human race. Only when the evil race wants to enslave the human race and feed the human race in captivity can be clearly pointed out. Otherwise, why would he protect other sects? !

At the moment of waiting, Zhenren Haori, Wen Nianxi, etc. are suffering and suffering from gains and losses. If Zhushan Xianzun is inconvenient to intervene in the battle between monsters and can only protect his followers because of his descendant relationship, what should he do?

Amidst irritability and heavy lifting, all the monks wanted to pace back and forth to ease one or two, but they were afraid that they would lose their manners and make Zhushan Immortal unhappy. Instead, they lost the only chance to save their lives, so they had to forcibly hold back their hearts. The fire burned, standing there respectfully, waiting for the call of Zhushan Xianzun.

After a while, a cute little girl with a little fat baby and slightly bulging cheeks flew down with the disciples who had just reported to the mountain. She was about seven or eight years old. She watched Madam Haori waited and smiled and said: "Several people Daoyou, my teacher said, shouldn't be involved in this affairs, but Nian Er waited for dozens of salutes that day, respectful and grateful, so Ji Er waited here to hide in Zhushan, if the demon clan kills, his old man will take action. "

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the cultivators of the several major sects present were dark, the world was destroyed, and their hearts suddenly stopped beating. But the words that followed made them feel ecstatic, and they knelt down. He said in his mouth: "Thank you Zhushan Xianzun for your protection, and thank Zhushan Xianzun for your great kindness."

When the frenetic mood calmed down a little bit, the real person Haori looked at the little girl in front of him and asked in surprise and hesitation: "Could it be the real person Xia Jingxia in person?" After hearing this, several real people looked over in amazement.

Xia Jing smiled slightly: "It's Xia Jing, but he is still in the training period, so he dare not call him a real person. If he can prove the Yuanshen Dao in the future, it will not be too late for a few Taoists to call him that way."

Surprised, shocked, sad, melancholy, all kinds of feelings rushed to my heart, the ancestor of Zhushan can really manipulate the cycle of life and death, the power of good luck! It really belongs to the fairy! After the catastrophe, is it really so powerful, so incredible?

Xia Jing didn't care about their silence, and smiled: "Zhushan has many peaks. Several fellow Taoists can choose a few to live in temporarily. Don't stay at the foot of the mountain, lest people say that I lack courtesy in treating guests in Penglai."

"I don't know, I don't know if I can visit the old man of Xianzun?" Wen Nianxi said with a smile. The method of traveling through the world taught by master stone masters in the supernatural power realm, honing oneself, and tempering the character is the authentic Taoist school. With this as a basis, even if she is able to make progress by leaps and bounds, even if she changes to the authentic soul, she still has to grasp the achievement of high-grade golden core a little bit more than others. In addition, when she is going to visit Shishi, she wants to recount old friendship and hold her golden thighs firmly.

Several real people followed: "It is time to thank Xianzun in person, I wonder if Fellow Dao Xia can pass it on?"

Xia Jing shook his head: "The teacher is talking with her mother-in-law, clean and happy, and it is inconvenient to disturb others."

Disappointed, several real people wondered who is the mother-in-law? Why have you never heard of someone with this name? Seeing that she can play chess with Zhushan Xianzun, she wants to come and wait!

"Friend Xia Dao, is that mother-in-law also an immortal?" This was the answer they thought of the fastest.

Over the past few years, influenced by Shi Xuan’s ears, Xia Jing has a preliminary understanding of the void universe and the heavens and realms. He knows that there is no immortal realm, but the great thousand world opened by the Lord of Creation has survived the catastrophe in it. There are many real people. For this world, it is all right to be called the immortal world, so he smiled lightly: "Although the master did not expressly say, but Xia Jing feels that the mother-in-law should be the mortal immortal, and will go to the mortal for a long time."

Real person Haori waited a moment and felt that this world became illusory, as if the world he was in was not real, and there seemed to be another strange and powerful real world in the world. The two were mixed with each other, but he waited for nothing. Know!

They took their respective sect disciples and found an unmanned mountain to temporarily live there, where mandrills and flower spirits came to serve.

Finally settled down, except for a few real people who closed their eyes and calmed down in the yard, while the disciples under the sect were relieved, they were finally in the mood to talk.

A disciple of the Seven Mountain League said with fear in his face: "It is said that one of the monsters in the monster race has survived the tribulation. The real Jin Luo didn't even stop it with a single blow. He died and disappeared. It is really terrifying."

"If the one in the east is our sect, then the fruit will be unimaginable, and the ancestors will be scared..." The Shuiyuemen disciple touched his chest and had lingering fears. He didn't dare to finish his words, but everyone present knew what it meant. A few primordial souls are afraid that they can't stop it with a single blow!

"After the tribulation is so powerful, I wonder if Zhushan Immortal Venerable may be able to stop the big demon?" The Huomu Sect disciple began to worry about the current safety, like a frightened bird.

The Shuiyuemen woman naturally refused to let her hope be shattered: "The Immortal Zhushan also survived the catastrophe, and probably more than once! After all, his old man can shake the world! In my opinion, the big demon can block even one blow. Not coming down!"

"That's not necessarily. The shaking of the great world may be a sign of ascension, not a manifestation of strength. And have you ever seen Zhushan Immortal Venerable make a move? Mostly he has only survived a catastrophe between the two sides." Qishan The disciples of the League also became pessimistic.

Back then, the Thunder in Canglan City was related to Shi Xuan, and only the true soul knew about it, so they recalled that Zhushan Xianzun had only seen two shots, and once drove the many monks back several tens of meters in a radius of thousands of miles, and once showed the mighty power of heaven and earth. , Creating the fairy mountain where I live now.

For them, the former is indistinguishable from the big monster who killed Jin Luo in one blow. Anyway, they are irresistible, unpredictable, how can they be distinguished clearly, while the latter is amazing, but in There is not much performance in combat power.

So, someone sighed: "If Zhushan Xianzun can only force the big demon back and wait for his old man to return to the immortal world, what should we do? Be the monster's food?"

They didn't think Zhushan Xianzun would lose, but if they couldn't kill the big demon and leave hidden dangers, it would be troublesome.

All of a sudden, all the disciples sighed and felt that their future was extremely gloomy, and even if they cultivated their own methods to the extreme and attained the soul, they would still be easily defeated by others!

The greatest pain is not all dangers, but despair, no road!

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After devouring the Fahua sect up and down, the monster races had a full meal, all of them burped, and were extremely satisfied. How can there be such a smooth and delicious meat overseas!

There are not many monster races, there are only dozens of them, and most of them are still overseas. This is a cautious decision made by the poisonous dragon king Ao Tu. Although Liu Wing Langjun has survived the catastrophe, it means that the curse is broken, but the curse is ethereal and strange. Without knowing it, who knows if there is any remaining, it is better to test it slowly. If all the brains return to the earth and the curse strikes again, then the demon clan will be broken.

That's why he advocated that he only brought dozens of powerful monster races, otherwise, relying on the tyrannical bloodline inherited from the ancient times in the bones of the six-winged prince, he would have to kill with all the people and horses.

Under the leadership of Liu Wing Langjun, two great monsters, dozens of monster races, radiated all the monster energy, tumbling and boiling, and headed towards Zhushan. According to the sent back of a rat monster who is good at hiding and tracking, a few yuan Shen Zhenren all retreated to a high mountain, and returned the appearance of the nearby terrain, so that the big demon could kill according to the figure.

"Kill the real people of those pseudo-primal spirits, and the children can return to the earth!" The golden face and golden beard, the six-winged Langjun full of lumps laughed loudly.

The poisonous dragon king Ao Tu reminded: "Lang Jun needs to be cautious. They all retreat there. They are afraid that they have to rely on it. They need to find out clearly. Moreover, don't go to Canglan City and Zhushan for the time being. You can only test slowly."

More than five hundred years ago, the thunder shook so much that the three of them also sneaked in, trying to understand and prepare early, but the journey was far away. When they arrived at Canglan City, they would have disappeared long ago. I didn't find it, but on the way back overseas, I found out another shocking thing by the way. It turned out that the ancestor of Zhushan soared back then.

Although the Yaozu has passed on for hundreds of thousands of years, they have never heard of soaring, but under caution, they still went to Zhushan to make a clear note of the nearby terrain, so as not to rush into it one day.

Liu Wing Langjun smiled and said: "The thunder in this province was too terrifying. It is not something I can spy on now. As for Zhushan, although it is in the same direction as Zhushan, Xiaozhi has lived overseas for a long time and does not know the place name. But from the topography that came back, it’s not Zhushan! But Ao Tu, your worries are also valid. When you get nearby, don’t rush to attack the mountain first, and make sure they rely on them to investigate clearly before making a decision."

"That's great." Ao Tu, the Poison Dragon King, and the Ten Thousand Eyes Demon King nodded at the same time.

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"What, this is Zhushan?!" When we arrived near Anxi City, some traitors who wanted to sell their lives as soon as possible, relying on the prestige of the demon clan, came to inform us.

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