I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

There was no wind in the hall, and Venerable Feng Li had black hair all over his head and moved automatically.

Boundless magic rose up, and everything in the hall rustled, as if every lamp, pot, and table had turned into puppets, signs of being controlled by Lord Feng Li.

Lord Ling Xiao sneered.

The silver moon hangs high in the Dharma Xiangtiandi, and all demons worship the moon. The cool and watery magic power rushes from the fire jade cloud bed to Lord Fengli, calming the clamor of all things in the palace: "Little Pineapple, you can think clearly, today you If this divine sense avatar/body is folded here again, your real body will be seriously injured, you are in charge of the Nether Sect, and you know best what kind of gangsters there are in the Nether Sect."

The Nether villain was bred by raising Gu with his own hands.

Of course he knows best.

As long as they get a glimpse of his serious injuries, they will definitely try their best to replace them. At that time, he will be no match for four hands, let alone protect the revived Shizun comprehensively.

However, it is really hateful that this Baili Shangzun repeatedly uses his master to coerce him!

Venerable Feng Li stared at the sky, his eyes were full of magic, his expression was cloudy and uncertain.

Baili Changkong's eyebrows are full of compassion, and the red mole on his forehead hides the truth.

Sitting with the formula in hand, he calmly let Venerable Feng Li look at him for a while, and a big sun shone down from the heaven and earth behind his head, silently dispelling the magic in the hall: "The Venerable Feng Li doesn't have to be like this, as long as You don't harm my friends and my disciples, and Pindao has no intention of interfering with your resurrection to Boxuan."

Venerable Master Feng Li sneered, slowly restrained his demonic intentions, and said in a neutral manner: "It is best for Baili Shangzun to keep his word."

Baili Changkong smiled: "Naturally, Pindao never tells lies."

Venerable Feng Li relaxed his sitting posture, tapped a few tables with his fingertips, and recalled the twenty Shura attendants who were half burned by the golden-white real fire, and the twenty incomplete Shuras turned into ten enchanting Rakshasa in a moment of thought. Dance lightly in the hall: "I have the right to trust Baili Shangzun once. Since Baili Shangzun knows that I am protecting the Dharma for my family teacher at a critical moment, I ask Baili Shangzun to speak bluntly about the purpose of inviting me here, and don't use it as an excuse again." Kyushu monks are trying to prevaricate this deity with grandiose words like seeking a road to eternal life."

There was a female Rakshasa dancing in the hall, and Baili Changkong raised her hand to grab it, and caught ten gradually leaving birds from outside the hall, and turned them into little boys, making them sing in harmony: "Poverty, please enshrine Lord Li to come here, for the purpose One is indeed to discuss with Venerable Feng Li about matters related to the Dao of Longevity for monks from the Nine Provinces."

Venerable Lord Feng Li watched the singing and dancing, and said lightly: "Since that's the case, please tell Lord Baili to make a long story short, quickly finish the first purpose, and then talk about the second purpose."

Although this was said without anger, it was by no means respectful.

Lord Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he held the wine cup and said unhurriedly: "Little Fengli, to be honest, you should also call Baili Master Uncle."

Venerable Feng Li turned his inflexible eyes, his eyes turned around Lord Ling Xiao and Baili Changkong majestically, and said in a manly voice: "Shang Baili is the No. Master Sect, I really don’t dare to climb high.”

Bailichangkong chuckled.

He raised his hand and patted the back of Lord Ling Xiao's hand, and said in a neutral manner: "Lord Feng Li has dominated Kyushu, everyone knows everyone, and poor people don't dare to be arrogant. Since Lord Feng Li is in a hurry to go back Let the teacher protect the Dharma, and the poor will make a long story short."

Venerable Feng Li nodded and signaled Baili Changkong: "Please."

Baili Changkong wandered through the air with his fingertips, drew a grand scene of the Golden Suo Suo Tianguan above the heavy clouds, and asked slowly: "I don't know if Lord Feng Li had a glimpse of the Tian Suo Suo Tian Guan when he condensed the Nascent Soul?" .”

Venerable Master Feng Li nodded: "I have seen it." At that time, he also asked his master.

Baili Changkong raised his finger on the sky lock.

In an instant, the heavy clouds surged, and the sky lock spun, turning into a large array of locks: "The poor way made my disciples and disciples explore for many years, and Miao Ge finally found the way to cut the sky lock."

Venerable Master Feng Li chuckled lightly: "What does this have to do with me?"

A hundred miles of sky swept away the scene in the sky, and stared down at Venerable Feng Li who had come under the cover of the steps, and said flatly: "Naturally it has something to do with it. Since I have discovered the magic method of cutting the sky lock, I will cut everything." The reason. Pindao wants to open the Tianji Pavilion dharma meeting. Xuan, Ling, Confucianism, and Yao discuss this matter together. Please also restrain Lord Feng Li from his behavior, and don't turn the dharma meeting of cutting Tiansuo into a joint banning Lord Li. Fa conference."

Venerable Feng Li sneered, and said casually: "Yes."

It is expected that Boxuan's resurrection will be imminent, Lord Feng Li has no intention of causing harm to Kyushu.

To be on the safe side, Baili Changkong still drew a contract, and flicked it to Lord Feng Li: "Please, Lord Feng Li, make a contract."

Venerable Feng Li scanned the contract with his spiritual sense, and neatly separated a wisp of his spiritual sense into the contract: "It's unnecessary."

"Knowing that Venerable Feng Li is a giant in the study of the soul, asking Venerable Feng Li to make this contract is to reassure the hearts of the monks in the world, so that we can work together to cut the sky lock." Baili Changkong withdrew the contract and put it in the storage In the bag, he said again, "There is one more thing that needs to be troubled by Venerable Feng Li."

Venerable Master Feng Li sneered: "Sir Baili, please speak."

Baili Changkong looked down at Venerable Feng Li, with a trace of coldness in his brows: "The way to cut off the sky lock was discovered by the wonderful song of Sun Feng, a disciple of the poor Taoist seat, but she will have time to return to the door in the future to report this in detail." So I asked Venerable Feng Li to invite him, and became the puppet of Venerable Feng Li."

Venerable Feng Li's expression was complete, and he asked Baili Changkong in a manly voice: "What does Baili Shangzun mean by this?"

Baili Changkong said in a low voice: "Feng Miaoge's body is the key to cutting down the sky lock, please also honor Lord Feng Li to give her back her freedom."

Venerable Master Feng Li stared quietly at Baili Changkong for a moment, then smiled lightly: "Master Baili, your disciple who is the key to cutting down the sky lock is not in the hands of this Venerable Master."

Baili Changkong said indifferently: "Master Feng Li, why should you pretend to be ignorant?"

Lord Feng Li did not deny it.

Turning Yuzhan on the table with his fingertips, he pondered for a while, then shook his head and said: "This deity is now at a critical moment in retreat, and even half-distanced spiritual thoughts cannot be damaged."

This is obviously an excuse, and it is the kind that is particularly careless.

When I made the contract just now, I didn't see that he couldn't compromise his spiritual sense.

Baili Changkong looked at Lord Feng Li with a smile that was not a smile: "Poverty borrows a word from Lord Feng Li, but Lord Feng Li has something to ask, so you might as well speak up."

Venerable Feng Li pulled the stiff facial muscles, and showed a strange smile: "But if you have a request, Baili Shangzun can answer it?"

Baili Shangzun chuckled: "Master Feng Li, why don't you give it a try."

Venerable Feng Li snapped his fingers.

The ten female Rakshasa dancing in the hall instantly transformed into Feng Anlan's appearance.

Venerable Master Feng Li said with a smile: "How about changing the father to the daughter?"

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." His fist hardened.

Kang Xuanyi: "..." His clenched fist hardened.

Lord Ling Xiao sneered: "Little Fengli, give me an answer, can we have a good talk." If you can't, just stop forcing me, just kill your divine sense avatar/ body and settle the matter.

The sky of hundreds of miles is the calmest, and he raised his finger to draw a portrait in the air.

The figure, holding a black long sword, has cold eyebrows, and a moon-white robe that drags the ground, like a jade crown of black green silk.

It's okay to be cold.

The portrait just took shape.

Venerable Feng Li put away all his composure, stared at the Baili sky with gloomy eyes, suppressed his anger and asked in a cold voice: "What does Baili Shangzun mean by this?"

Baili Changkong unhurriedly raised his hand and pointed at the portrait he drew, and said lightly: "It's not meaningful, just let Lord Feng Li know that it is absolutely impossible to change a father and a daughter. It is impossible to change a person. Changing lives, Pindao can consider it."

Change your life?

Venerable Feng Li stood up, surging with boundless magic, rushing towards the fire jade cloud bed: "The sky is a hundred miles long."

Hundreds of miles of sky waved his sleeves.

The golden-white real fire turned into a high wall, blocking the menacing magic.

Looking at the intact portrait in the boundless magic through the real fire barrier in the sky, he said slowly: "The poor Taoist just let Lord Feng Li know that everyone has rebellious scales. If you insist on touching the poor Taoist rebellious scales , Pindao said that he might have to touch Venerable Lord Feng Li's restraint."

Lord Feng Li sneered: "How dare you!"

Baili Changkong chuckled: "Honorable Master Feng Li can see if the poor Daoist dares or not."

Lord Feng Li clenched his palms into fists.

The ten little Jianli Birds in the hall stopped singing in an instant, and rushed to the sky with red eyes.

Baili Changkong flicked his sleeves and put the ten little boys into Taixuan's sleeves, and said unhurriedly: "3000 years ago, Boxuan was the invincible hand in Kyushu, but he still fell. Such calculations, but now it’s just a body that won’t return the spirit.”

Lord Feng Li's magic power is even stronger.

Kang Yuanming's dharma body seemed to be overwhelmed, and he faintly felt broken.

Baili Changkong didn't seem to realize it, and continued: "3000 years ago, the poor Taoist dared to make Bo Xuan fall, and 3000 years later, the poor Taoist dared to make Boxuan never come back."

"Damn!" Venerable Ling Xiao cursed in a low voice.

Yinyue immediately flew out from the Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth, turning into a silver-white barrier, protecting Baili Changkong, Feng Yuanjiu and Kang Xuanyi, "Smelly Taoist priest, you are crazy!"

Baili Changkong didn't say yes or no, just looked at Lord Feng Li calmly.

Venerable Feng Li seemed to be infected with killing intent.

Boundless magic boiled against the sky, and the dharma body of a supreme being was finally overwhelmed.

"Bang!" A loud noise.

burst suddenly.

The spirit of Venerable Lord Feng Li arrived on the broken limbs, and the black magic robe was like an eternal magic abyss, with endless birds and beasts, countless vicious gods and ghosts, and countless human faces wandering in it.

Venerable Feng Li lifted the long sword upside down and climbed up the stairs.

Every time Venerable Master Feng Li took a step, a puppet would jump out of the robe, or a bird, or a beast, or a fierce god, or an evil spirit, or a famous victorious power in Kyushu.

Numerous vicious gods, beasts, and mighty Zunsheng accompanied Venerable Feng Li, bowing their heads and ears, waiting for orders.

Its power is so majestic that it seems to be able to destroy the world.

In Yuanhe Hall.

The pillars and beams of the platform trembled, and the whole hall seemed to be unbearable to be disturbed by magic, and there was a hidden sign of collapse.

The timid Huo Qilin stood up from Baili Changkong's knees, tremblingly stood in front of Baili Changkong, and roared at Venerable Feng Li.

Baili Dangkong raised his hand and patted Huo Qilin's back, stood up beside Huo Qilin, stared at Lord Feng Li's eyes as black as ink, and said softly: "It's not that the poor are crazy, it's that the poor are crazy." Dao wanted to drive Feng Li crazy."

Lord Ling Xiao frowned.

The magic banner appeared in the palm, and with a light shake, countless demon heads were summoned to surround the outside of the silver moon shield: "If you deliberately provoke a lunatic, that is also insane."

Baili Changkong stared at Venerable Feng Li, and said indifferently: "The poor Taoist doesn't want to, but treating each other with courtesy doesn't work, so the poor Taoist can only be a horse prince once, and use his hands to cast down demons."

Lord Ling Xiao raised his hand and grabbed Baili Changkong's wrist: "Give me an accurate word, you have changed all of a sudden, what exactly are you going to do?"

Yes.

Feng Yuanjiu also really wanted to know what kind of medicine was actually sold in this particularly ruthless gourd of his ancestor!

However, Baili Changkong made up his mind not to say anything.

A pair of eyes that hide the truth of heaven and earth stared at Lord Feng Li, and said softly: "Just look at it."