"Palace master, he's coming." A white haired old man came to Zhuge Xuan and whispered.
"I know." Zhuge Xuan nodded slightly and didn't have much fluctuation on his face. He had expected to come this day. Since he came, he just ended all the gratitude and resentment of these years.
"Who is she?" A confused voice suddenly remembered.
I saw a beautiful woman walking in the void. She was so beautiful. She looked only in her thirties, but she was well maintained. Her skin was as thick as fat. Her long white dress reflected a pure temperament of being independent of the world.
Seeing this beautiful and matchless woman, many people can't help but look puzzled. They seem to have never seen this woman in Sanqing fairy palace for so many years. Where did she come from?
Could it be that she was playing just now?
Zhuge Shi's body fluttered and came to Zhuge Xuan. However, he didn't look at him. He always stared at the front, with a wisp of expectation in his eyes.
Her beloved is about to appear in front of her.
"Miss." Those of the older generation naturally knew who the woman was and bowed down and shouted.
"Miss?" Countless people were shocked, and the color of doubt in their eyes became more and more intense. In their eyes, the unattainable strong man of the fairy palace even called this woman miss. What is this woman's identity?
But Zhuge Shiyu still didn't respond. The older generation showed a bitter smile, but it was expected that some resentment was normal after being under house arrest for so many years.
"He can't take you away." Suddenly, a sound came out of Zhuge Xuan's mouth.
"Do you still want to put me under house arrest?" Zhuge Shiyu looked at Zhuge Xuan coldly. The person in front of her was her brother. However, she had been under house arrest for tens of thousands of years, which separated her from her family. In his eyes, she never had family affection.
"No." Zhuge Xuan lightly shook his head and said calmly, "he came today and can't go any further."
The calm voice fell, and the delicate body of Zhuge poetry suddenly trembled. It seemed as if she heard a terrible word. When she came, she couldn't go any further.
Naturally, she knew what this sentence meant, so she was very angry.
Zhuge Shiyu's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and then a terrible chill bloomed wildly from her body and spread continuously, making the surrounding space drop a lot, as if freezing the world.
"This woman's strength is terrible!" Many people looked shocked and felt a terrible chill falling on them. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their faces were pale and extremely uncomfortable.
"You are still so capricious." Zhuge Xuan took a look at Zhuge's poetry, and his tone showed some sense of blame.
Then he waved the palm of his hand, and a great trend of heaven and earth was brewing from heaven and earth, with infinite light shining and blooming, gradually covering the cold and the temperature gradually rising.
"Hum!" Zhuge poetry uttered a cold hum and waved his jade hand, as if he would continue to release the attack.
But Zhuge Xuan frowned slightly and looked cold: "if you continue, I will make you unable to meet for life!"
The voice fell, and Zhuge Shiyu's face suddenly changed. He looked at Zhuge Xuan with great resentment, but he didn't go on after all.
She knows her brother's means very well. She does what she says and is indifferent. Otherwise, she won't be under house arrest for tens of thousands of years!
At this moment, figures were standing outside the Sanqing fairy palace. Many young disciples looked curious. The supreme palace master appeared. Many supreme elders also appeared, and there was a mysterious woman who didn't know her origin.
They have a faint feeling that something big is going to happen today.
On the ancient road, a white robed figure bowed his head and played the piano. His body hung in the air and kept going to the top of the mountain. The piano sound curled and the artistic conception was broad. The aura between heaven and earth seemed to dance with the piano sound, outlining an extremely beautiful picture.
A moment later, on the top of Sanqing mountain, a white robed figure suddenly appeared. Suddenly, countless eyes gathered in one place and fell on that figure, setting off a storm in my heart.
The previous piano sound was played by this person.
"Qin demon Simon lonely smoke!" Many people recognized Ximen Guyan's identity, and his look changed. The name of Qin devil resounded through the nine regions of the sky. Who knows what he did in Sanqing mountain today?
The piano sound just now was violent and ferocious, which made many people feel extremely painful. Simon Guyan, is this to provoke Sanqing fairy palace?
Zhuge Shiyu looked at the natural and unrestrained figure of juechen, the beautiful eyes immediately stagnated there, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a smile. There was a touch of deep feeling in his eyes.
He is still the same as in those days. He wears a white robe and is free from wind and dust. Even his expression when playing the piano has not changed at all. He is so natural and unrestrained, as if heaven and earth are accompanying him.
This is also the reason why she chose him at the beginning. She was fascinated by his charm.
Without opening her mouth to say a word, Zhuge Shiyu stood there and watched quietly, looking serene and gentle, as if she was afraid of missing an action. As long as she could feel him around, she would be satisfied.
Even if it's just like this, it's a luxury for her. She has separated the two rooms for tens of thousands of years. All she faces all day is the cold air.
Among the crowd, there was an angry look staring at Ximen's solitary smoke. It was pangqing.
In the last battle of sunset solitary smoke City, he was cut off by Ximen solitary smoke. His strength was greatly damaged, and his accomplishments even regressed. He almost fell into the holy land, which reduced his status in Sanqing fairy palace.
Today, Ximen climbed Sanqing mountain alone. In his opinion, this is death. He is happy to see his success.
Another person also looked resentful after seeing Ximen's solitary smoke. It was Hua Yuntian.
Ximen Guyan kept him in the Jiulong manghuang tower for several days. If the famine Lord hadn't let him out, he didn't know when he would come out. Later, Ximen Guyan's disciple Qin Xuan defeated him and became an indelible disgrace in his life. He kept this revenge in his mind.
Beside Hua Yuntian, there are two young people, both of whom have outstanding temperament. They are dignified, handsome and dusty, and their breath is unfathomable. They both step into the realm of the Yuan emperor.
These two people are the other two of the three sons, Mo Ling Zi, Mo Ling, and Tian Ming Zi Ming Jue.
"You were defeated by his disciples?" Mo Ling opened his mouth lightly and glanced at Huayun sky at will.
Hua Yuntian's face stiffened. Naturally, he felt the implication in Mo Ling's words and said coldly: "his apprentice is unusual. He became a king on the seventh floor of the yuan Kingdom, understood a variety of powerful rules, and arranged a very terrible spirit array, which is not so easy to deal with!"
"Hehe, maybe." Mingjue chuckled, and a different look appeared on her face.
Obviously, he didn't agree with Yuntian's explanation to China. If he failed, it can only prove that his ability is not enough.
Although Sanzi is the leader of the younger generation of Sanqing fairy palace, there are many disputes with each other. Hua Yuntian has been ridiculed many times by the other two people because he was defeated in the cross-border war.
Hua Yuntian was too lazy to explain anything, and said faintly, "when you see him in the future, you will know whether what I said is true."
"I'd like to see him early. I hope it won't disappoint me too much." Mingjue smiled.
Hua Yuntian's face was very embarrassed. You bastard, wait until you see Qin Xuan in the future to see if you can still laugh!
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Simon's lonely smoke finger gently pressed on the string. The string returned to calm, and the world became quiet.
Then Ximen Guyan slowly raised his head, with a bright smile on his face, and said to Zhuge Shi, "does it sound good?"
The voice fell, and countless people's hearts twitched, as if they heard incredible words.
Nice to hear? What a gentle word. It's clearly the tone between lovers.
This mysterious woman who appeared in Sanqing mountain has an unusual relationship with Ximen Guyan. Because of her, Ximen Guyan set foot on Sanqing mountain?
Many people secretly guessed, but it was not confirmed, so they could only continue to watch.
"You have great courage. It seems that you didn't take my words to heart." Zhuge Xuan's eyes fell on Ximen Guyan and said softly.
Ximen Guyan also looked at Zhuge Xuan and said, "I'm sorry, I've always farted your words."
"..." the crowd trembled and looked stunned. Ximen's lonely smoke was as rampant as the rumor described, or even worse!
If the whole Tianxuan continent dares to speak to the palace leader in such a tone, I'm afraid we can't find a few more people.
However, to everyone's surprise, Zhuge Xuan didn't show the slightest anger on his face. He seemed particularly calm, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
The space was quiet for a moment. Zhuge Xuancai slowly said, "now that you're here, let me see how much your strength has improved in the past 20000 years."
Zhuge Xuan looked at a middle-aged man beside him. The man immediately understood and stepped forward. He immediately released a strong pressure on his body, which swept the world in an instant. It seemed as if a terrible storm had formed over Sanqing mountain, sending out a deep roar and shaking people's hearts.
Countless disciples' faces changed dramatically and directly sent the supreme elder to fight. Is this going to break out Jihad?
They didn't expect this scene at all. They didn't say a few words. They didn't even make things clear. The palace master directly asked the supreme elder to release the terrible pressure.
"All disciples retreat for kilometers." Zhuge Xuan's voice sounded, and immediately the disciples of the yuan king and the Yuan emperor rose up and retreated to the distance. How terrible the jihad is, naturally, they can't bear it.
The disciples who entered the imperial realm did not retreat too far. They were not so far away from the holy realm. Watching Jihad was of great benefit to them. Maybe it could make them break through the realm and enter the legendary realm as soon as possible.
At this time, dozens of figures stood above Sanqing mountain. Except Ximen Guyan, Zhuge Xuan and Zhuge poetry, everyone else was the supreme elder of Sanqing fairy palace, all saints!
Sanqing fairy palace is one of the eight sacred palaces, and there are more than 20 saints. It can be seen how profound its heritage is. Going out here at random is enough to easily destroy a top Temple level force, and even palace level forces may not be able to bear it!