Stealing The Heavens

Chapter 654 Introduction to the Breakthrough (third)

Above nine days.

Since the time of Taikoo, since the ancient great covenant was established in the heavens, the position of the Emperor of Heaven has been replaced. But no matter how the emperor is replaced, the heavens have always been like that. The majestic glory, the bright and the bright, the purple gas golden light shines all the year round, the fairy crane Yunlong volley dances, countless Jinxian Xiangui stepping clouds, the fairy weather is really indescribable.

From that day, the thirty-three major halls of the heavenly courts are going up again, which is commonly known as the nine-day world. This nine-day world is the mustard world of the nine great sacred reigns of the ancient times. After years of expansion and development, it has now evolved into the nine great blessed land.

One is Zhongtian, the other is Haotian, the third is from heaven, the fourth is more heaven, the fifth is Haotian, the sixth is the sky, the seven is salty, the eighth is Shentian, and the nine is heaven. This nine-party heaven, the non-powerful can not open a hole in it. Heavenly immortals can't easily enter nine days, and the immortals in nine days usually rarely leave nine days.

The nine-day correspondence is precisely the Jiuzhong realm of Taiyi Jinxian. In the middle of the opening of the Dongfu, the construction of the dojo, the first entry into the Taiyi Jinxian realm of Jiuyi Taiyi, naturally is the lowest in the middle, eight products Taiyi, I can move my own house to the sky. By analogy, there is really a strength of Taiyi B. It is an incredible thing that can create everything and destroy everything, and live in the highest heaven.

Nine days of the world are vast and boundless, among them Xuanmiao ordinary people can not understand, the wrong is not in it, otherwise it is difficult to understand the truth.

Today, the first day of the sky, somewhere in the sky, in the boundless gas, the boundless purple cloud, dozens of square miles of mountains suspended in the clear purple cloud carrier carrier floating, there are countless palaces and palaces between the mountains Every palace and pavilion is the limit of grandeur and brilliance, and if the materials for building these palaces and pavilions are placed on the outside world, it is a genius treasure that is enough for those angels and the next product Jinxian to break their heads and fight for it, but here, It is all about the life of rubble bricks.

There are hundreds of magnificent palaces and palaces in dozens of mountains. Each palace has a purple gold airflow over the sky, which means that there is a Jinxian sitting in every palace. Among these palaces and pavilions, there are countless medicine gardens, among which the children's gardeners and the servants are all repaired by Tianxian.

Above these dozens of mountains, about a few thousand miles high, there is a whole green mountain peak suspended. This mountain peak is only a hundred miles high, and the square is about three or four hundred miles. The shape is exquisite and exquisite. It is like a handicraft pen holder carefully crafted by a craftsman. It is a joy to be seen from afar.

On this mountain peak, there are some exquisite wooden houses and bamboo houses, which are natural and interesting. But on the mountain, there is a jasper high platform with a height of 3,600 square feet, like a huge brush straight into the sky.

At the top of the Gaotai, it is a quaint palace. On the square outside the temple, nearly a thousand beautiful fairies dressed in Chinese robes are quietly lined up. They are like jade carvings, standing there without moving, not moving, not There is no such thing as breathing. Everyone is careful to converge on the whole breath, and dare not have the slightest burnout and carelessness.

The hall is full of vastness, and there are hundreds of miles at a glance. The sun and moon stars on the ceiling of the main hall follow the real sky, and the floor is a scene of mountains and rivers, and countless mountains and rivers are hidden on the floor. At the end of the day, the vast majority of the gods have reached the extreme.

At the end of the hall is a gimbal. A middle-aged man in a blue robes sits on the gimbal and looks at a book in front of him. His face looks like a smile and looks eccentric. There are pens, papers, and inks on the books made of white jade. The white paper is a huge ink on the white paper. The font is magnificent and heavy, revealing a hint of purple.

The only thing that is strange is that there is a single downfall in the book. A few drops of ink dripped on the book, just like a living thing, rolling lightly on the bright and flawless jade case, as active as mercury beads.

"Interesting!" The middle-aged man smiled and placed the pen on the pen holder with his finger, and the book had disappeared without a trace. He smiled and sat on the gimbal. He leaned easily on the soft cushion behind him. He smiled and pointed to the Yuanhua ancestors who were squatting in the middle of the hall. "You haven't seen it for so many years. How did you repair the magical power?" law?"

Yuanhua's ancestors were staring at the middle-aged man. The blood in his eyes suddenly flew and fluttered. Suddenly he struggled to climb up and pleaded with the man. "Elderly Yuanhua, see the seniors. The younger generations are bitter, and the seniors are also the masters of the younger generation!"

The middle-aged man laughed. He smiled at the more than 30 Taoist immortals who stood in the hall. "Look, I said to the teacher, I have set a small younger brother in the outer world. I originally said that He cultivated him into the realm of Jinxian and accepted him. When he cultivated, he was a Taoist martial art, but after so many years, he was enchanted!"

Laughter a few times, the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "I will be enchanted, but it is still being beaten like this? Hey, your wounds are really weird! Not only hurt your body, even yours The soul is also hurt, and this method is very different!"

Yuanhua's ancestors tears down the rain and repeatedly said: "Please also be a senior, the younger generation is counted by several shameless afterlife!"

The middle-aged man licked his mouth and he shook his head. "After the birth of a younger generation? Not necessarily! I personally rescued you from the scene, and I was followed by the traces of my shots to pass my most precious purple heart."

Self-deprecating shaking his head and smiling a few times, the middle-aged man sighed: "This thing, I am not very good at pursuing the spirit. I am so arrogant, I was stolen by the late generations of the lower bounds, this spread out. I don't have to see anyone again!"

In the main hall, a road-packed old man slowly descended, and he said: "Master, do you let the disciples shoot?"

Waving his hand, Yan Lingjun said in a light way: "What are you doing? Now that the outside soldiers are in ruins, do you think that trouble will not go to the door? Some people are calculating a big game of chess, and this is the weight of the teacher and your hundred apprentices. I can't afford to participate, but I still have to wait and see the excitement. Afterwards, I have to take a share. It’s really rolled up. If it’s not done, it’s a big robbery, hehe!”

The facial muscles twitched a few times, and Ling Lingjun whispered his face and said: "You haven’t experienced it in the past. Every time the world robs, even if it’s too big, it will fall a lot. The great emperor of heaven will die. The ones are amazing, you can't think of it."

With a sigh of relief, Yan Lingjun looked up at the ceiling and whispered: "Your master, the teacher's master, was a famous figure in Shentian, and also one of the five heavens and five royal gods. In the palm of the hand, the wind, rain, thunder, and electricity are five immortals. Oh, but in the last robbery, the Great Emperor and the Five Emperors and the Five Emperors joined forces, and they still died."

The brows were slightly wrinkled, and Ling Lingjun shook his head. "At that time, there were 1,879 teachers and brothers, all of whom were famous Jin Xian. Among them, the master brother and the second brother also had The teacher is now repaired. But the catastrophe is together, but in just a thousand years of hard work, the teacher is degraded, and the teacher’s brother and brother are dead only one teacher!"

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lingjun shook his head again and again: "Purple heart, you still have to fall back to Yuanhua to get it back!"

Many disciples who couldn’t let themselves speak, and Ling Lingjun’s hand pointed out that the **** flag wrapped in Yuanhua’s ancestors vacated and flew into the hands of Yan Lingjun. Yan Lingjun’s finger was slightly smeared on the big flag, and his face suddenly changed: “It’s a pitiful congenital thing, but unfortunately, who is it like this? It’s a pity!”

Binoculars are like electricity, sweeping away from Yuanhua's ancestors, and Ling Lingjun shouted: "Yuan Hua, or Xue Hai Zun Wang, 唔, Yuan Hua Zhen Ling has already merged with the soul of the blood sea lord, you are one person. I am too lazy to pay attention to these little things. In the end, you are the Yuanhua ancestor, or the blood sea king, or the ancient demon god, you are my little disciple!"

Yuanhua's ancestors were ecstatic, and he hurriedly climbed a few steps forward, and repeatedly said: "The disciple has seen the Master, and has seen the Master! Ask the Master to be the disciple!"

Ling Lingjun narrowed his eyes. He looked up at the ceiling and thought for a long time. Then he slowly nodded and smiled: "I don't want to be the master. Just, you have to rely on yourself! I think this flag is badly damaged, but As long as he supplies enough blood, he can fix it as it was."

Yuanhua’s ancestors nodded and said: “The teacher’s eyes are like a torch, so it’s true!”

Yan Lingjun laughed. He waved the banner back to Yuanhua’s ancestors and said with a smile: “So just right, now there is a good chance for you to act. Pangu mainland is killing the dead. This is a harbinger of something big. There are just a lot of people in the water to fish in the water! You can only go to the ancient continent to act casually. If it is organic, it will naturally have your benefits!"

Yuanhua’s ancestors stayed, and he asked, “Well, don’t you?”

Yan Lingjun frowned, and he twitched his fingers and calculated a full quarter of an hour. His face suddenly changed.

“Hey?”

Yan Lingjun exclaimed: "With my way, I can’t really count the life of this son? Even if there is a big power that has disrupted the secret, it’s just for the sake of... It was the former Yuan Ying junior, and those who were able to disturb the sky were not for him. How could I not count his situation?"

The finger flicked a few times on the knee, and Ling Lingjun smiled and said: "Interesting, is it that he has been stared at?"

Waving a wave, Yan Lingjun Shen Sheng said: "Yuan Hua, you are just a district Tian Xian Xiu, I am an exception to accept you as a disciple, you go to Pangu mainland, just do whatever you want. That is not awkward things, slow in the future Slow calculation!"

Quirky laughter, 砳灵君 thoughtfully looked at the rising mountain river map on the floor, he whispered: "He will definitely go to Pangu mainland, maybe you can not touch it for a long time Go to him!"

The hand waved out, and a dozen pieces of gold fairy that sparkled with a touch of purple gold flew to the front of Yuanhua's ancestors.

Yan Lingjun and Yuan Hua’s ancestors sacrificed these golden celestial ceremonies, and smashed the void with a hand, and sent Yuanhua’s ancestors directly to Pangu. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to *** (***.***) to vote for the recommended ticket, ***, your support is my biggest motivation.)