Moon Emperor

Chapter 74
Gou Chen, who was wearing a purple robe, took off his mask and heaved a sigh of relief. Facing that fairy lord was really stressful, and he finally felt more at ease when he returned to his own territory.

Gou Chen's face was young and handsome, he looked to be only in his twenties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, plump and handsome, and looked very good with the dragon girl beside him.

"Husband, why have you been away for so long this time?" The dragon girl in a green dress held Gou Chen's hand in a friendly tone.

Gou Chen smiled, "The Immortal Lord appeared. I thought I might become an Immortal Lord in vain. It seems that it can only be a dream."

"But it doesn't matter, a man can bend and stretch; as long as I am still the Twelfth Patroller, I will naturally be able to borrow strength from this organization in the future, and I will definitely become a god who attracts the attention of the world in the future!"

Longnu felt a little distressed when she heard about Ling Yun's lofty ambitions.

Husband became the Nanyue Mountain God with the help of her father, so many people have always criticized him, thinking that he is a little boy who can only rely on a woman to get to the top.

Only the dragon girl knows how difficult it is for her husband to walk from a small land to where he is today step by step.

So when she heard the words, she didn't care about asking about the fairy lord anymore, she just reassured her husband that there is no need to rush for a while, and she will always stand behind him and support him.

The Xuannv Pavilion, one of the six sects of heaven and earth, is located in the Xixuan Mountain in the south of the ancient She.

It is rumored that the dojo of Nine Heavens Xuannv Empress was also here in the past. Xuannv Pavilion claims to be the orthodox inheritance of Xuannv Empress, so naturally it also occupies this treasured place.

Xixuan Mountain is rich in aura, with continuous mountains, flying springs and waterfalls, quiet and far-reaching, and the scenery of the fairy house is no less than that of Qingcheng Dongtian.

In the highest hall of a perilous peak, a woman in crimson clothes appeared from the palace, but without taking off her mask, she just walked to the table.

She didn't say a word, just splashed ink, and described the image of that person in her mind just now on a piece of white paper.

Soon, a lifelike portrait appeared on the paper. The man in the painting was majestic, tall, ancient, and indifferent, sitting on the fairy chair, as if he was examining people's hearts, and seemed to be looking down on the world.
The woman muttered to herself: "Immortal Lord, what is your identity?"

Majestic Kunlun, this sacred mountain occupies an extremely important position in Taoism. Since ancient times, myths and legends have continued. Although it is not one of the blessed places, it is almost synonymous with fairy mountains.

Being able to occupy this Kunlun Mountain as the sect dojo in this square of heaven and earth, the Taiyuan Sect, one of the six sects of heaven and earth, can be said to be the number one righteous way recognized in the world.

Taiyuanzong's supreme classic "Taishang Taiyou Nine Layers of Purple Qi Jue" is rumored to be the method handed down by the Queen Mother of the West. Over the past thousands of years, it has trained countless outstanding disciples for Taiyuanzong, and many of them are worthy of being famous in history. Ascension man.

But at this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a large crane cloak was yawning in his Taoist room, tearing off the scriptures that his disciples had painstakingly written silently, throwing them into the small stove in front of him to cook Tea.

Next to his futon was an azure mask, which was a treasure coveted by countless monks in the world, and it was thrown aside casually like this.

Looking at the gurgling and boiling clear spring water, the middle-aged Taoist priest had a smile on his lips, and he didn't know what he thought of.

His face is not handsome, at most he can only be called good-looking, but he has a kind of carefree temperament and a joking attitude towards life, which makes him look a little more free and easy.

"It's interesting, it's getting more and more interesting. At first I thought it was just a child's play house, but I didn't expect some old things to be blown up."

"I hope to see more and more interesting things in the future."

Undead Xuan, one of the four masters of the magic way, is an extremely mysterious and special existence even in the magic way.

First of all, no one knows the specific location of Undying Xuan, including most of the disciples of this sect.

When they looked up, they could vaguely see a ray of skylight. This place seemed to be a mysterious place built under a long canyon. There were dark and pale palaces and palaces, either built against the mountains, or deep into the mountains. Ground.

The place is lifeless and extremely silent. Although the name is [Immortal], the monks here are more and more like dead people.

In a stone house where low-level disciples lived, a young man in black suddenly appeared on his simple stone bed. He took off the basalt mask on his face, revealing a pale face covered with cold sweat on his forehead.

The boy's pupils were dilated, and he had no focal length. He just muttered to himself: "It's over, it's over, each one is scarier than the other, and a fairy master suddenly appeared."

"Could he have already seen through that I only have a third-level cultivation?"

"Has he already recognized that I am a disciple of the Demon Dao that everyone can get and punish?"

"No!" The boy suddenly got up from the bed, and he paced back and forth in the room with the mask in his hand.

My own performance was abnormal. I was afraid that those people would know the nature of my weakness and deliberately pretended to be indifferent. I just secretly listened to their conversations at every meeting, so I gradually understood what kind of person the Twelve Patrols are. organization.

But such days obviously can't last long, among other things, every time others exchange information, I can only say a few words at will, and can't give any useful information at all.

The young man can't help it either, he was kidnapped to this demon sect as a disciple since he was a child, and he has never been out of the Immortal Hall, so he has nothing to say!
Could it be that the strangeness of this Undead Pavilion?Talk about the scary things about those elders?How many people have died around me since I practiced all the way?

Alas, the young man sighed, it would be great if he hadn't picked up this mask at the beginning.

But now he is reluctant to let the boy give up this mask, because he has come into contact with that mysterious and gorgeous heavenly place, and his life is no longer dark.

From the mouths of other patrols, he also heard about a brand new, lively, and vibrant world, and he yearned for that kind of place very much.

Finally, joining this organization, with the power of the organization, may change the current predicament of the teenager.

The cultivation career in the Demon Dao Sect can be said to be very painful and difficult. Fortunately, the young man's cultivation base is still low, and it is not his turn to harm others to strengthen himself.

Otherwise, he felt that sooner or later he would become that kind of insane person, or be insensitive, completely losing the ability to distinguish between good and evil morality.

Whenever this happens, the boy will especially miss the old man who took care of him and taught him how to read when he was young
After calming down a bit, the boy sat back on his stone bed, looking down at the mask.

If you don't want to quit, shouldn't you confess to the fairy master?
But would he be killed by a thunderbolt waved by him?After all, he should look like the kind of Youdao True Immortal.

The boy hesitated for a moment.
(End of this chapter)