Chapter 1243

Baji asks the family's prophet to calculate before she goes out. The result is that Zui guchen fled to the direction of the Taoist door, so Baji chased and killed her all the way. Like a crazy devil, everyone can't avoid it, and she doesn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. This is the gratitude and resentment between the "supreme forgetting religion" and the "blood bullying royal family". No one is willing to have at least two supreme things for the sake of the "supreme forgetting religion" The Archean royal family of weapons to make enemies.

The specific position of Zui guchen can't be locked even by the prophet of the "overlord blood clan". Although Zui guchen's inheritance of "too forgetful religion" is sparsely populated, and two or three big cats and kittens are almost cut off, it is extremely powerful. Each one can scare people to death. It has been handed down since ancient times and has never been cut off, It can be seen that nature is extraordinary. Otherwise, a sect with only three or five people can be destroyed.

Naturally, Zui guchen also has the "super forgetting religion" inherited from her, which is the best treasure to escape the calculation of the secret of heaven. Baji thought that Zui guchen should meet with the Tianjiao son of the younger generation of Taoism, but she didn't expect such a result. Her idea is extremely powerful. Whether people are lying or not can't escape her perception.

Now she can't find Zui guchen, and she can only pursue and kill all the way. Looking at her momentum, she will never stop until she catches Zui guchen.

Zui guchen is as cunning as a ghost and full of cunning. Xuanyuan is not very worried that Zui guchen will be caught, but it is not a good thing to harm women in that way. However, the emotional things between men and women are unclear, the Tao is unclear, the scissors are continuous, and the reason is chaotic. It is a matter of two people. Outsiders can't interfere at all and can't force them.

"Hehe, you two brothers, what's your name? Which power are you from?" Immediately, a holy son stood up. There were eight immortal rings behind his head. Each one was extremely pure and the power of faith rolled. He was the "Kaiyang Holy Son" from the "Kaiyang Holy Land". Wearing a green shirt and a kind face, he gave the impression that he was approachable, just like a teacher.

This time, he came to visit the old lord of the "shining Holy Land". Each Holy Land sent a young representative.

"I'm a scattered practitioner with no door or sect. I come from the coast of the North Sea and my name is Xu Xian." Xuanyuan casually lied about a name, and then looked at Peng Fei. He was afraid that the fat man would expose his identity. He introduced it to the people without delay and in no hurry: "this is a Taoist brother who met me on the way. His name is Fahai. We travel together, travel around the world, understand Heaven and earth, and have just come to Xizhou."

Peng Fei knew that Xuanyuan wanted to hide his identity, but he didn't feel the same about their names.

A saint stood up. Behind her, there were also eight fairy rings hanging high. The power of divine faith was as majestic as the sea, which set it off like a goddess coming down to earth. Her face was exquisite, melon seed face, beauty tip, like a porcelain doll, beautiful and bone penetrating, her eyebrows were like a picture, her eyes were like stars, her red lips were slightly opened, and an inexplicable smile was outlined at the corners of her mouth, looking at Xuanyuan and Pengfei, "You seem to know this Baji?" he said

"No, this woman likes my brother Xu Xian very much. Most people don't have this blessing. Are you jealous?" Before Xuanyuan could answer, Peng Fei swayed all over with fat and boasted. He showed a mouthful of yellow teeth and saliva. He saw that Dai Mei, the "goddess of Yuheng" from the "Yuheng Holy Land", twisted into a ball. Xuanyuan looked very comfortable, but Peng Fei made people feel uncomfortable. She didn't speak for a moment.

"Ha ha, I can't stand the favor of imperial and female figures such as Baji. It seems that brother Xu Xian will be guilty in the future. I can see that Baji treats brother Xu Xian differently. I hope brother Xu Xian can practice well and suppress his blessings in the future. If he can't suppress it, I'm afraid he will suffer." On the top of another mountain, a saint and son sits cross legged. He has beautiful eyes, red lips and white teeth, elegant demeanor, wears Taoist clothes, looks like a rich and noble childe, holds a gossip fan, swings, smiles brightly, and is extremely free and easy. He is the "saint of heaven" of the "holy land of heaven".

"Since we can meet here, it is fate. Brother Xu Xian and brother Fahai, find a place to sit down. They are free from the world, knowledgeable and knowledgeable. We have a lot of questions to ask you." On another hill, a man, wearing long hair and shawl, moves with the wind. He has a fairy spirit and a dusty breath. He has a pair of snow eyebrows, slender into the temples and extremely handsome. He holds a dust brush and hangs it on his arm, giving people an unfathomable feeling. He is the "son of Tianji" of "Tianji Holy Land".

"Junior brother Tianji is right. All our life, we have only practiced in Taoism and never been out of Xizhou. We don't know much about the world outside Xizhou. We can be said to be frogs at the bottom of a well. Now there are two Taoist brothers coming to open our eyes and increase our knowledge. It's also a good thing. We must be all ears." A woman sits cross legged in the sky. The stars in the nine days are falling and running. The stars are like dragons. She hovers around her. Her eyebrows are quiet and serene. She is kind-hearted, like a merciful goddess. People can't help admiring her. The smell emitted by the fairy ring behind her head is extremely holy and flawless, She is the "saint of Tianxuan" of the "holy land of Tianxuan".

Wuyang is thousands of times inferior to any of them. This is the real power of faith. It can have great power in a war.

There is no mean means to believe in the real Avenue. Xuanyuan can feel that in their belief fairy ring, every common people or friars respect them from the heart. The strength is different, and the strength of faith is also different. The higher the strength is, the stronger the strength of faith will be, although the quantity is very important, But quality is also important.

"Yes, over the years, we have hardly had the opportunity to go out to experience competing with Buddhism. Similarly, our ancestors also ordered that we should not go out of Xizhou easily, warning us that as future generations, we dare not violate our ancestors' last orders and do not know the rise and fall of the outside world. Now the two Taoist brothers come to solve our doubts." Another man spoke. His words were thick and steady, his face was square, he was not angry and self powerful, his body was burly, his Qi and blood churned, and his physique was stronger than many saints and saints. Between his words, the Tao and sound flowed, hardness and softness combined, and his strength was high. He was the "Tianshu Saint son" of the "Tianshu Holy Land".

After all, the saints and saints in daomen are at least gentle, polite and modest on the surface. They don't know how many times higher than some holy places in Zhongzhou, beizhou, Nanzhou and Dongzhou.

"Where, where, Taoism has been around since ancient times and has a long history. We came to Taoism this time to learn from your Taoist brothers and increase our knowledge." Xuanyuan did not dare to exaggerate and responded modestly. His Taoist voice was soft and ancient rhyme flowed, which made people feel like a spring breeze. As soon as he spoke, he gave people a feeling of surging boldness and a spring breeze.

"Hahaha, it's easy to say. When I travel around the world, I can tell you strange people and strange things I've seen. I can tell you what you want to hear." Peng Fei smiles and spits. His laughter is the same as thunder. His big yellow teeth are even more dazzling. He is incompatible with a group of saints and saints. Xuanyuan sits next to him and feels really ashamed. This dead fat man is really. He will die if he is modest.

Xuanyuan pulled the corner of Peng Fei's clothes and signaled him to be modest. Peng Fei stared and said in a loud voice, "modest bird, this Taoist priest is called true temperament. It's not like you. Pretend to be modest. Stay with me."

Xuanyuan twitched his hands involuntarily, and the corners of his eyes jumped wildly. He was speechless to the dead fat man. It was too bad to beat him.

Just as Peng Fei was about to boast, a woman walked up and attracted the attention of everyone.

Her manner is light and elegant, full of Fairy Spirit. She gathers the beauty of heaven and earth. Her eyes are like autumn water. She is very charming when looking around.

The eight immortal rings are round and shining with bright stars. They are set off by the shining stars in the nine sky. The moonlight is winding. She is dressed in white and white like snow. She gives people an unspeakable holiness, with smart eyes and flying colors.

"I didn't expect that the senior brothers and sisters of the six big dipper gates arrived in advance. I'm sorry that I'm late." This person is no one else, but the "rocking saint" of the "rocking saint". Behind her, there are two men dressed in the "rocking saint". They are all in the realm of sages and followers of the "rocking saint".

"Hehe, how can I see my sister shaking light with her eyebrows locked? It seems that I have something on my mind?"‘ The son of Kaiyang 'smiled warmly and asked.

"Oh, yes, I don't know what to give to the old Lord this time. I've thought about it for a long time, but nothing can suit my heart."‘ 'shake the light saint 'sighed, then looked at Xuanyuan and Pengfei, and said in doubt:

"Who are these two?"

"Oh, these two Taoist brothers are from outside Xizhou. They are both sanxiu, Xu Xian and Fahai. They travel around the world and come to Xizhou together. We just want them to tell us about the outside world."‘ The son of heaven introduced Xuanyuan and his party to the "shining saint".

"Oh, so it is. Well, I'm depressed. It's good to listen to a story."‘ She looked at Xuanyuan and Pengfei, took two attendants, fell into a mountain peak and said, "two Taoist brothers, tell us something new."

Peng Fei volunteered, stood up, shook his fat and said loudly, "OK, I'll tell you that the 'Qinglong holy land' fought against the twelve ancient tribes."