Chapter 321

Feng Zichen knows the last sheep, but the last sheep doesn't know him.

Because the last sheep knew Xuanqing.

One heart and two bodies, never personally experienced, I don't know the mystery.

"What's up?"

Without answering the question of Mo Yang, Feng Zichen asked in a funny way.

His cultivation has reached the state of returning to nature, and his whole body breath has never leaked, without dirt and leakage.

Look at him, he is an immortal.

The golden fairy looks at him and he is the golden fairy.

Taiyi Jinxian looks at him, he is Taiyi Jinxian.

Therefore, in the eyes of Mo Yang, Feng Zichen is a relatively strange Taiyi Jinxian friar. Otherwise, how dare he stop Feng Zichen and praise his friend?

"Taoist friends don't know. The forbidden area of penglaihai city is ahead. Outsiders are not allowed to enter without the consent of xianzun."

"Besides, outside the forbidden area, there is a congenital large array guard. Its power is so strong that even if Da Luo Taoist Zun comes, it will be difficult to finish well."

"If you take another step forward, you will step into the array."

"At that time, it will be dangerous and unpredictable!"

Penglaihai city is just outside Penglai Island. Others don't know the specific location of Penglai Island, but as the steward appointed by Xuanqing emperor, how can Mo Yang not know.

Today, he came to inspect the sea areas of all parties according to the usual practice. He happened to see feng Zichen standing still outside Penglai Island, so he hurried over.

In fact, Xuanqing is in charge of Sanxian island. Even if someone enters the array by mistake, Xuanqing can rescue people in time.

The last sheep will not understand.

So, of course, he was not really worried about whether there would be danger after Feng Zichen fell into the array.

He was worried that if Feng Zichen mistakenly entered the array and disturbed Xuanqing, it would be bad.

This is the purpose of the last sheep.

I have to say that Xuanqing chose him as the steward. He really chose the right person. When doing things, he is both attentive and careful, which makes Xuanqing less trouble.

"Ha ha!"

"You're funny."

"So that you may know that I am good friends with your immortal."

Smiled, Feng Zichen said.

How can the careful thinking of moryang hide it from him.

At last, he showed a little breath.

"I didn't know you were here. I offended you. I hope you will forgive me."

Feng Zichen revealed his careful thinking. Originally, the last sheep was still a little embarrassed, but his face completely changed after feeling the momentum that belonged to Da Luo daozun alone.

Without time to think about it, Mo Yang quickly confessed.

What did he do!

It's going to die to praise each other with Taoist Da Luo. It's really floating, floating.

"It's nothing. I have something to find Xuanqing. Go and help you!"

Waving his hand, Feng Zichen asked the last sheep to leave.

……

Meanwhile, Penglai Island.

At the invitation of Xuanqing, famous immortals such as Duobao, the virgin of Jinling, the virgin of Wudang, Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming gathered together to talk about metaphysics and Taoism.

There was a lot of laughter during the period.

"You younger martial brothers and sisters, I have a close friend who needs to be greeted. Excuse me for a moment. I hope you will forgive me."

While they were talking about sex, Xuanqing suddenly said, interrupting the conversation.

"Well, elder martial brother's good friend?"

"Elder martial brother is so extraordinary. If you want to come to elder martial brother's close friend, you should be an amazing figure."

"I wonder if we can have the honor to meet?"

Just as Xuanqing was about to leave, the virgin turtle spirit suddenly said.

Xuanqing has never mentioned that he has any close friends. Now one suddenly appears. Naturally, everyone is very curious.

"Well, elder martial brother will bring him here later for you to meet."

Nodded and Xuanqing agreed.

When Feng Zichen was about to arrive, Xuanqing summoned his disciples to come to the party to make Feng Zichen familiar with everyone, so as to facilitate the later plan.

"Is it..."

Suddenly, Duobao thought of the identity of the visitor, stood up and shouted to Xuanqing excitedly:

"Senior brother, go with me."

"I'll go."

That's the sword ancestor, the real leader of Honghuang. Not relying on the strength of realm and strength, but with supreme wisdom and self opening together.

This is an achievement that saints have not achieved. Who doesn't admire such figures in the flood and famine?

Now, thanks to his arrival, Duobao naturally wants to meet him personally to express his respect.

"OK, go together, go together."

With a wave of his big sleeve, Xuanqing rushed to Penglai Island to meet Feng Zichen.

……

"Ha ha!"

"Good friend, since the East China Sea, you and I have not seen each other for tens of thousands of years."

"You don't know. Go to Kunlun mountain to see me."

"I can't leave Kunlun mountain. Can't you leave the Terran?"

Far away, as soon as he saw the figure of Feng Zichen, Xuanqing complained.

"You think everyone is as free as you, but I'm very busy."

"I don't have time to go to Kunlun mountain to find you."

Shaking his head, Feng Zichen smiled.

With the meeting between Xuanqing and fengzichen, at this time, fengzichen Zhenling, who lives high in the purple micro star, had a wonderful experience in his heart.

Just like in later generations, he manipulated two trumpets alone and cheated people in the chat group. It's really a feeling of long absence.

His noumenon is in the purple micro star, silently controlling Xuanqing and fengzichen, walking in the wasteland for him.

Later, he hid behind the computer, manipulated two or more trumpets at the same time, and ran wild on the network.

If we look at the wasteland world as an online world, isn't that what Feng Zichen does?

There is always no harm in opening more trumpets on the Internet. Even if the trumpet is sealed, there is still a trumpet as a backhand.

It's the same thing to open more trumpets in the flood wasteland. Even if I accidentally fall, I can rise again with the trumpet.

Never lose hope completely.

Feng Zichen, who suffered from the title in later generations, deeply understood this truth.

……

"Elder martial brother, what do you call this Taoist brother?"

One side, Yunxiao asked Xuanqing in a low voice.

Sage disciples are naturally not comparable to the last sheep.

The last sheep could not see the realm of Feng Zichen, but the intercepted disciples could see some clues.

In their eyes, Feng Zichen wore a golden crown of all souls and a purple and gold robe, and was surrounded by purple Qi, like a majestic emperor.

When you look at him, it's like facing the vast starry sky. It's very deep and can contain everything.

But when they looked at Xiangfeng Zichen again, everything changed again. The previous state of emperor disappeared.

Instead, there is endless edge.

It's like a peerless sword. It's showing its edge heartily. It's extremely fierce. It seems to cut off everything. People can't open their eyes.

No need to think about it, this must be a powerful figure.

"He is..."

"Pangu Zichen's family is also the ancestor of Honghuang sword!"

With a smile, Xuanqing said the origin of Feng Zichen.