Chapter 999

Central juntianjing, Kunlun Mountain, miaofei peak.

In a cave on the red lotus cliff, the golden light is shining.

On the ground, there is a huge diagram of eight trigrams, which is constantly turning. In the center of the diagram is a diagram of Tai Chi.

In the Taiji picture, a woman sits with her knees crossed. She is dressed in red and white. She is covered with a silver fox Cape. It's beautiful and breathtaking.

It's Fu Ting, the daughter of Fu Yunchi, the great emperor of brocade, who is known as the "red lotus of the supreme emperor".

She sat quietly in the Tai Chi diagram and the Eight Diagrams array, while outside the Eight Diagrams array, there was a middle-aged man standing.

"Zhang Yunying, from Jinting mountain, said that there should be no mistake." The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, which seemed incredible, and seemed to praise: "Zhang Yunying's temper can't be boasted for others."

Zhang Yunying is the original name of southeast sword grandma.

In the south-east yangtianjing, few people know it. Everyone calls it "sword grandma".

Fu Ting sniffed at the words and smiled: "I believe that Yan Zhaoge is so capable of what he said. I also told martial uncle you before that, Mr. Yan's talent and strength are more than mine. I'm not modest."

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "that's right, but even the green tree son died in his hand, which was unexpected."

"If it wasn't for Mr. Yan and Mr. Zhang to tell us, we wouldn't have expected that the green tree would have become the heaven and earth in the sleeve before it became the supreme one." Fu Ting said: "it is a common saying that the green tree is expected to grow out of the blue, and the fruit is not empty."

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly: "not necessarily, Emperor Qiandi is also a man who is deeply hidden."

"The world knows that it was only after he had achieved the supreme martial saint that he was able to practice the world in his sleeve. However, he is afraid that he is the only one who knows the truth."

"It should be said that what we, and others, have seen is that when he is in the realm of the supreme martial saint, he has revealed that he knows everything in his sleeve. Who knows when he will succeed?"

Fu Ting listened and nodded with the same feeling: "martial uncle said it well. It's like this time, qingshuzi. If he wasn't forced to die by Mr. Yan, no one would know that he had become the master in the sleeve."

Emperor Qianyuan, who has opened the immortal gate, cannot overestimate it.

As the daughter of emperor Jin, Fu Ting has a deep understanding of how strong the real immortal is.

"At the beginning, some people in the southeast called that young master Yan" Sun Yao shaozun ". Many people didn't agree with him." The middle-aged man tut tut exclaimed: "nowadays, few people dare to question the name of" banished immortals "

Although the reputation of Yan Zhaoge spread widely before, few people in other places, except in the south-east yangtianjing, really pay attention to it.

At that time, the name people added to Yan Zhao's song was "Sun Yao shaozun".

As the name implies, this honor has at least half of the glory, which originates from the sun seal of the top-grade holy soldier and the sun worship of the past legend.

For Yan Zhaoge himself, we are still more concerned about the attitude of observation and wait-and-see.

As Yan Zhaoge's cultivation realm is getting higher and higher, and his qualifications are getting deeper and deeper. When he gets on Xianqiao, even if he is not a descendant of sun worship, his name of "sun worship little respect" will be gradually implemented.

However, since Yan Zhao's song spread across the south in the hot weather, which made all the heroes bow their heads, and HaoLing mountain and Fangyuan mountain shocked the world, fewer people called him "riyao shaozun".

Gradually, there was only one nickname that was widely proclaimed.

Banished immortals, Yan Zhaoge.

"Say it..." Fu Ting thought of something, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Prince Yan himself, it seems, has never admitted the name of" Sun Yao shaozun "in any occasion."

"On the contrary, he did it himself more than once. It was a coincidence that he got the sun print."

The middle-aged man sniffed at the words and smiled: "the proud young man also has the proud capital."

Fu Ting smiled, but suddenly she couldn't smile.

She looked down at her own Tai Chi diagram of the eight trigrams array.

The martial uncle in front of him didn't know what the purpose of all this was. He just thought it was the help of emperor Jin for Fu ting to practice martial arts.

But Fu Ting knew the meaning.

What she thought at the moment was that Yan Zhaoge also went to the Xianting ground with her in those years, knowing the existence of immeasurable Tianzun and Xianting.

Yan Zhaoge claims that there is no different feeling due to the reason that Youming twelve methods understand chaos.

But thinking of her father's serious look, Fu Ting was not optimistic.

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The eastern sky border, which borders on the central Juntian border, has a mountain named Wuming mountain.

At the east foot of Wuming mountain, there is a clan named Huanhua sect.

Huanhua sect is not a clan born in the upper world, but from the lower world.

After breaking through the level of seeing God, some strong members of the school soared to the upper boundary of the world, and finally stood firm in Wumingshan area and successfully opened the mountain.

Up to now, there are many young leaders. Now they are famous in the east foot of Wuming mountain.

Although Huanhua school mainly focuses on the upper part of the world, opening doors to accept disciples, trying to improve their own strength and expand their influence, it still attaches great importance to the lower part of the world where they originate.

However, for the disciples of Huanhua sect in the upper world, going to the lower world is no different from a hard job, almost punishing exile.

So no one is willing to go.

However, every few years, some unlucky eggs will be sent down.

Of course, they are not forever. After a few years, another group of people will replace them. This is one of the traditions of Huanhua school.

The disciples who will be sent down this year will gather in private and complain.

"The elder is definitely revenging for the public!" Someone said hatefully.

Others agreed: "who says no? If you offend him, you will be sent down."

One of them is a young female disciple. She is not very young, but seems to be a master.

She had some thoughts that she did not belong to, and readily agreed.

Someone comforted: "younger martial Sister Li, don't worry too much. In a few years, we can come back."

Female disciple nodded: "well, what elder martial brother said is."

"Have you heard that there is a unique talent Yan Zhaoge in the southeast. Now the name of relegating immortals has spread all over the world. No one knows it, no one knows it." At this time, the first speaker said, "I heard that he came from one side of the lower clan, and now he has a foothold in the upper world."

"If you can live like him, your life will not be wasted!"

All of them said: "what do you know? The relegated immortals are still young, and their achievements are far from over!"

All the people talked about all kinds of untrue news, and they were envied.

The female disciple joined in the group with great interest and yearning.

When everyone left and went back to their residence, there was only one person left. Li's finger crossed her cheek.

Her face, like a wave of water, trembled a little. It changed for a moment, but then it returned to its original state.

"Hee hee, good, good!" The woman laughs alone, much happier than before.

The look of envy and yearning is gone. Some are full of joy and gratification.

Shaoqing, she shook her head gently again: "I really want to see it, but I can't......"