Chapter 137

"So, aren't all the immortal melting pools in the upper world arranged in the casting holy heaven?"

"Yes, our ancestors said that if the silk does not enter the temple, it will be demoted to the earth!"

"So serious?"

"Yes!"

All sects, big and small, began to prepare for flying to heaven.

Therefore, on the day of waking insects in the human world, the thunder clouds in the sky became a piece, as if it were temporary at the end of the day.

On that day, the whole southern continent began to read the Sutra of Du Ren.

They began to think about their past with fear in order to be forgiven by God.

What's more, he directly took a Taoist temple outside the city as a life-saving straw and donated all his money on the spot.

On this day, the Xuanmen in the world made a lot of money.

The demon clan is unable to curl up, because they are naturally afraid of thunder. Whether it is transformation or cultivation, thunder seems to take care of them and stare at these aliens.

On the same day, people felt that the world was peaceful. The seven countries that had fought for years were extraordinarily quiet and had a truce.

In the state of Qin, a guy named Bai Qi was staring at the thunder in the sky.

"Hum, you're lucky!"

He has found a Kyushu tripod. If he collects it, none of these immortals can escape.

……

Human world, where Huashan is located.

Three Notre Dame temple, incense constantly, people frightened by celestial visions have run to take refuge.

Constantly kowtow to the three virgin statues to bless the safety of these people.

The third virgin looked at the steady flow of people with a covered face, and her eyes were full of confusion.

"What happened to these people?"

Yang Jian's voice sounded.

The third virgin appeared next to Yang Jian after she became invisible.

"Second brother, why are you here?"

She looked at many people and was at a loss. Although she worked hard to manage her temple, it was the first time that so many people knelt down to her at the same time.

Although there are so many people, the belief in incense has not increased much, which makes her feel very puzzling!

"San Mei, where's your lotus lantern?" Yang Jian explained his intention directly.

Yang Chan inexplicably took out the Baolian lamp. It was like a jasper. The Baolian lamp was shining brightly and sacred.

"How could it?" Yang Jian took over the Baolian lamp, and his face was even more surprised.

Seeing Yang Jian's look, Yang Chan asked, "second brother, what's the matter? The Baolian lamp has always been with me and has never left!"

"I saw another lotus lamp in the temple of casting!"

"Ah? Is it that empress Nuwa has many Baolian lamps?" Yang Chan's mouth is O-shaped, very cute.

Yang Jian shook his head: "I don't know. I just want to make sure you're okay!"

The third virgin took Erlang's right arm and said, "since the second brother is here, pay me more. I'm bored to stay here!"

Yang Jian looked up at the sky, then looked at the people kneeling on the ground and said, "well, you can deal with the things here first."

He's not in a hurry.

"The second brother is very nice!"

"You girl..."

……

Cast in holy heaven.

All the fairy pools were moved together by Ye Fan.

If you look at it from a distance, you will see the dense fairy pond neatly arranged together.

As long as it is not within the scope of the temple, there is almost a fairy pond.

The heavenly soldiers who lead these soaring people are in a mess at the moment.

"You, which door?"

Tianbing stared at a little doll as if he were going to eat him.

"Don't eat me. I'm a ginseng immortal. I don't have a sect! Don't eat me."

The doll is wearing a red belly pocket, two braids facing up to the sky are tied with a red rope, her face is pink and her eyes are filled with tears.

"What are you crying about? Go. See the hall? Go there first. When you come out, I'll take you to the fairy demon heaven to find the way!"

Ginseng doll turned around step by step. Seeing that the soldier didn't chase it that day, he rushed directly into the casting temple.

"Hahaha, this boy, who dares to eat immortal, how dare you!"

Another heavenly soldier said, "Wang Ergou, you have to change your temper. If you encounter a hard stubble, you may be beaten!"

"Hum, who dares to do it? Do you see the axe in my hand? It has just been strengthened from casting the temple to the best Lingbao the day after tomorrow. If you don't appreciate it, go down with an axe and directly chop it up and feed Xiaotian dog."

On the other day, the soldier saw that he didn't listen to advice and let him do it.

Although he knew the man had no bad thoughts, he did have a bad temper.

He sighed as he looked around at the endless immortal pool and countless queues of long dragons heading for the temple of casting.

Times have changed, and how many gods will there be among these people, Xingjun.

Unlike them, they were directly taken to exile when they first flew up.

It's a great blessing that they haven't died yet, but fortunately, the emergence of the cast Temple gave them endless hope.

"Alas? Who is that?"

Suddenly, he saw Wang Ergou look fierce and rushed to an immortal who had left the team with a hatchet.

"You, who lives in the door?"

The other party was dressed in black, with cold eyes and arrogant look.

"I'm a disciple of Yuquan mountain, like the Dragon Cave. I'm going to the 16th heaven to find my master. What's the matter? Do you have any opinion?"

As soon as the axe in Wang Ergou's hand is tight, Yuquan mountain looks like a dragon cave?

Isn't that the orthodoxy of cloud neutrons below?

Wang Ergou suddenly realized on his face: "Oh, it's the disciple of Yunzi fairy!"

The young man said proudly, "exactly!"

He was looking forward to the heavenly soldiers licking his beard and horse.

But he saw the axe in the man's hand pointing directly at him: "no, see the team over there. Go to cast the temple first, and then find your own sect door. This is the rule of heaven!"

"Hum, you are embarrassing my Xia Muyou!"

"Xia Muyou? Listen, I don't care who you are. As long as you fly to heaven, you have to follow the rules. If the rules are broken, your ancestor Yunzi won't be able to you!"

Xia Muyou disdained, and the sword in his hand hummed: "what if I don't agree?"

Wang Ergou was laughed by the popularity: "ha ha ha!"

Then he stared, boom!

The axe in his hand suddenly flashed red.

Click!

Xia Muyou's head burst open in an instant, his body was divided into two halves from the middle of his chest, his internal organs flowed across, fell into the clouds in an instant, and died on the spot.

Wang Ergou raised his eyebrows and said, "that's it?"

He looked at his axe with satisfaction and said, good baby.

"Come on, throw that man over the fairy pond as a warning. If anyone dares to violate the rules of heaven again, this will be an example!"

"Yes!"

At the moment, Yuanshi Tianzun and Yunzi, standing outside the cast holy sky, don't look very good.

However, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun has said that he should not interfere in anything in the holy heaven, otherwise he will deprive the holy throne.

He couldn't afford the consequences.

He looked at the black cloud neutron on his face, which was angry.

"Hum, it seems that there is something wrong with the sect door in your lower boundary. If there is a next time, erase it."

He can't afford to lose this man.

Yunzi loosened his clenched fists, moved his mouth and whispered, "yes."