Zhutian Avenue

Looking at the Huanglong soaring from the sea of ​​tossing clouds, Mu Longcheng felt a little restless for a while.

Although there is no substantial evidence, he is vaguely aware that he is very likely to fall into the calculations of others.

Moreover, the person who calculated him has a realm far higher than his own, and he can hide his "whisper".

There is even a secret worry in his heart.

Is my uneasy mood also fabricated by others?

"If you can't avoid it, then you can't avoid it..."

Seeing the dragon coming across the sky, Mu Longcheng cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart, straightened his clothes, and opened the door.

call!

The airflow from the top to the bottom is full of wind, which lifts up large patches of dust and fallen leaves.

There was an uproar from inside and outside the Hou Mansion, and there was even a boil in Hou City. I don't know how many people are looking up at the sky.

Chendu is the capital of a country of vassals, gathering visitors from all directions and elites of a country, among which there are naturally many practitioners.

But Chen Guocheng has been in peace for a long time, even some older practitioners don't remember when it was the last time someone crossed the beast to visit the country.

"Who is here?!"

In the air flow, a group of people inside and outside the Hou Mansion have already risen to the sky, trying to block the people from outside.

They were extremely fast, accompanied by thunderous noises between steps, but they came back faster.

Their voices were floating around, and they were already swept back by an invisible and qualitative air wave, and a few staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Looking around at each other, they couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

Because after this time, they didn't see anything at all, and they didn't feel anything at all.

The strength they issued has never leaked on themselves.

As if struggling to hit his chest, he almost vomited blood.

"Get out!"

The crowd was still waiting, and Chen Baxian's low voice already came from the house.

He stepped on the undissipated breath to the front of the house, glanced at the hanging white cloth lantern, his tone was cold and unkind:

"Today is the first seven of the little girl. It is inconvenient for the Taoist master to come to the door at this moment."

The sea of ​​clouds is tumbling, the yellow dragon is soaring, and the disappearance of the figure has changed the color of the whole city. Needless to say this person's cultivation base.

But Chen Baxian was not afraid.

Dayong has his own laws, and everyone who rebels against the princes is all punishable.

Don't say it's this Taoist, even those in the "Wuji Demon Path" would never dare to attack the princes of a country grandiosely.

If there is no such deterrence, how can Dayong talk about being based on the world for 700,000 years?

"Ha ha ha!"

First there was laughter, and then a crowd of people saw the Taoist with silver beard and hair on the low-hanging cloud head.

The man's beard and hair are as white as an old man, his face is fair and ruddy like a young man, and his body is slender like a young man.

At first glance, there are many completely different feelings.

The old see the old, the young see the young, and the young see like the young.

In a daze, the crowd felt that there was no Taoist on the cloud head.

Instead, a tall bronze mirror is erected, which can be seen by others.

Piansheng has a kind of unspeakable charm, which makes people indulge in it and cannot extricate themselves from it.

"One person has a thousand faces?"

Chen Ba hasn't spoken yet, Zhou Wenyu's expression has changed: "Dao of Demon?!"

Da Yong inherited the grace of heaven and founded Longya seven or eight hundred thousand years ago. At that time, there was a battle between immortals and demons, and the powers blocked the way.

Demon Dao, Demon Dao, Wu Ji Dao, Blood Demon Dao, White Bone Dao and other major demon sects are one of them.

At that time, the emperor Dae Yong had the help of heaven, and his supernatural powers were extremely strong, and his subordinates were masters. However, he was still driven into desperation several times!

Even the turmoil that occurred in the hundreds of thousands of years in the Dayong Dynasty has the shadow of the evil Dao Dao!

"Yu Mo Dao?!"

All the enshrined guards outside the Hou's mansion were all disillusioned when they heard the words.

Most of them are practitioners. How can they not have heard of the name of Demon Dao?

"People who are stupid have to know themselves."

The head of the cloud hung down further, falling three feet above the ground in the realm of a crowd of people like a big enemy.

The silver-haired Taoist chuckled lightly, his eyes fell on Chen Baxian's body, and he said:

"Dongji Mountain Yuyu, I have met Chen Hou!"

"Dongji Mountain?"

Chen Ba first twisted his eyebrows and stared, somewhat surprised.

Dongji Mountain may be unheard of by ordinary people, but he seems to have heard of the name.

But after thinking about it, he didn't remember where he heard the name. After a long silence, he shook his head and said, "It's not you."

Taoist Yuyu nodded with a smile: "Thirteen years of Poor Dao clone lacks skills, and the one who came to the Hou Mansion to make an agreement to accept disciples is the Poor Dao grandson "High Mountain."

"Dare to ask Dao Master, who will you learn from?"

Chen Ba first suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "A few months ago, my son had already entered the door wall of'Xuanduzong'..."

"Xuan Duzong?"

Daoist Yuyu laughed dumbly, but didn't say much, just asked Chen Ba to stretch out his hand first and swipe his finger lightly.

Ok? !

Zhou Wenyu was the closest, but even he couldn't see clearly what the Taoist had written on his master Hou's hand.

And then, Hou Ye's face changed several times, from doubt to shock, and finally, a smile was rarely seen.

The door opened wide, and with the highest level of courtesy, this man was received into the mansion.

Then, after a big banquet, let him take away the young master "Chen Xian".

…

Huhuhu~~~

The sea of ​​clouds rolled, and the wind howled.

Huanglong soared between the sea of ​​clouds, his body fell together, and the mountains above the earth swept past.

Its speed is countless times faster than it looks.

But under such extremely fast flight, the dragon's back is very stable, not to mention that Mu Longcheng is like a martial arts master who has the most subtle level of control over himself.

Even if it was an ordinary young person, there would not be the slightest shaking.

"Dongji Mountain..."

Looking at the Taoist holding his hand on the dragon's head, Mu Longcheng frowned slightly, but he was trying to figure out the path of the Taoist in his heart.

It is a pity that he has been in this world for too short a time, and most of the people he meets are people in the world, and he has no clue when he thinks about it.

But naturally I also know that the origin of this Taoist Yuyu is mysterious, and it can even be said that the background is extremely large.

Otherwise, Chen Baxian would not be such a straightforward person.

"Are you wondering where I came from? Guess why Chen Hou was prosperous, let me take you away?"

Mu Longcheng was thinking about it, but Taoist Yu Yu, who had never had a conversation with him since entering the mansion until this time, spoke.

He looked up coldly, but the silver-haired Taoist had turned around and said with a chuckle: "Poor Dao has been disgusted with people who speak vaguely and vaguely since he was a child, and he has always been an extremely gracious person."

Phoo~

He threw off the two futons and motioned to Mu Longcheng to sit down.

The latter was naturally fearless and worry-free, and sat down calmly.

Daoist Yuyu raised his eyebrows slightly, with his aura, not to mention ordinary teenagers, not many of the princes of Da Yong dared to be so casual.

He couldn't help but praised slightly: "With such a state of mind, you deserve to be a visitor from outside the territory!"

"Ok?"

Although Mu Longcheng was shocked, he was not messed up, and he didn't talk to each other, but looked at the Taoist quietly.

Before coming, he had thought about all kinds of possibilities, which naturally included the possibility that he might have been exposed.

But he knows very well that since this person didn't kill himself in the air, it was naturally a useful place to get himself.

"Don't be surprised, don't worry, I am waiting for the world where I am, and I pay attention to accommodating everything and everything. You are not the first foreigner, nor the last."

Taoist Yuyu was open-minded, or didn't care at all, and said indifferently: "The world is vast. If you think of people who are in Tibet, there are no ten thousand, but eight thousand. But when the poor way comes, they will naturally not come."

"The poor Taoism cultivated in the East Pole, and the enlightenment was in Yuandongtian, and he inherited from him, Yuandong Tianzun! Although Chen Baxian is only a small prince in a place, he eventually recognizes the word'Yuan'."

"Tianzun?"

After hearing these two words, Mu Longcheng finally got moved.

The worlds may be different, but some words have the same meaning.

The same thing, some people call it the Tao, and some people call it the sky, with different meanings, but as long as you understand it, you will know what it is.

Tianzun!

Mu Longcheng believes that no matter what kind of world they are in, those who dare to use these two characters as the name must be the most noble existence in the world.

Especially, there are gods and immortals on one side, what a heavenly world!

Surprise, fear, doubt...

The rotation of all kinds of thoughts is only a moment, but Mu Longcheng is in a daze. Could it be that he is calculating himself, this is...

As soon as the thought begins, Mu Longcheng has a strong control over his own mind. Yu Yu Taoist's voice does not seem to have landed yet. He has recovered his calmness:

"How can I attract Tianzun's attention with me in my last body?"

"Ha ha."

Taoist Yuyu smiled slightly: "How can it be the last body that can attract Tianzun's attention?"

Hearing this, Mu Longcheng could only shut up, but his heart sank.

I have only been here for seven days, but some people have been waiting for myself for 13 years, or even longer.

What this means, of course he knows very well.

"But I don't know what the world is like. In this life of Poor Dao, I have crossed the heaven and hell, but I haven't been to the "Tian Wai"."

Taoist Yuyu sighed, but his eyes were looking at Mu Longcheng.

But Mu Longcheng had already closed his eyes and didn't talk to him at all.

He is not as powerful as others, and has already fallen into the calculations of others. This start has been considered a bad start, and he naturally cannot confide more.

Being controlled and taking the initiative is the most unbearable thing for him.

"Why resist so? No matter the poor way, or the Patriarch, if it really hurts you, why bother to greet you personally?"

Taoist Yuyu said, raising his hand and slapped the dragon's horn like a towering tree:

"Well, then go back to the mountain and talk about it!"

expensive!

The sound of Long Yin resounded throughout the sky, and it was more like a real vitality cannonball, directly piercing the fragile void world.

In the next instant, the endless desolation breath rushed towards his face.

Mu Longcheng suddenly opened his eyes, looked down, and saw hundreds of millions of peaks like forests on the endless earth, and endless vegetation connected to each other until the end of the world.

At a glance, it seems that there are giant beasts running across the mountains, there are big birds soaring in the boundless sea of ​​clouds, and there are even giants walking on the mountains, heroic long song...

"Friends from outside the sky..."

Taoist Yuyu stands on the head of the dragon, and Yunxia is reflected in purple light:

"Welcome to Dongji Mountain!"