dream bubble

Chapter 624 Layout Entry 1
A piece of cloud is as urgent as lightning, it was far away in the sky just now, but it has already arrived in front of it in the blink of an eye.

After Yun Xia was put away, a middle-aged scribe with a face like a crown jade and a three-foot long beard hanging from his chest stood with his hands behind his back, and beside him stood two boys, a man and a woman, both around twelve or thirteen years old, wearing pink makeup. Yu Zhuo is really cute.

The place where these three people fell was the mountain in front of Cuiyu Palace.

Someone from Cuiyu Palace had already greeted them, and the guests who came these days were all Taoist figures, so naturally they couldn't be neglected.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling roar from the back mountain of Cuiyu Palace, the sound was like thunder rolling, and it was like mountains collapsing.

The middle-aged scribe stopped and looked up.

I saw a thing shaped like a long sword flying out from the back mountain of Cuiyu Palace, slanting upwards, flying higher and higher, faster and faster, dragging a long flame behind this thing, like a shooting star. Over the sky.

"Could this be Tianjianzhou? No... Tianjianzhou is not like this." The middle-aged scribe shook his head. He had been to Biliantian. Although he couldn't get close, he had seen Tianjianzhou go away. The sword boat is also a skyship, but its appearance is a little different. In addition, the fan wheel has been moved to the back, and it is covered with a long tube. The reason why it can fly nearly [-] miles a day and night is probably in the long tube. However, when the Sky Sword Boat flew up, it would definitely not emit flames.

"This is not the Heavenly Sword Boat, but the Flying Heavenly Sword Boat. Although there is only one word difference, the two are far apart." The girl who led the way explained proudly.

"Oh? How much is the difference?" The middle-aged scribe asked immediately.

"The Tianjianzhou has a skeleton inside and a skin on the outside, but the Flying Swordboat is different. The whole body is made of light gold, and the cost is much higher. I don't know exactly what the difference is, but come and go to Tianbaozhou It seems to be less than half a month." When the girl said the last sentence, the smug expression on her face became more and more intense.

"Less than half a month? Isn't that many times faster than Tianjianzhou?" the boy asked in amazement.

"In this way, this ship can fly more than [-] miles in a day and night." The middle-aged scribe was also terrified, and at the same time he suddenly realized.

Bad news has been coming one after another in recent days, but Xuanji, Jiuyao, and Cuiyu Palace factions have never paid much attention to it. It turns out that they still have good things in their hands, but they have never brought them out.

"It seems to be more than that. I heard that the palace lord ordered not to fly faster, for fear of problems." The girl leading the way continued.

"It can be faster." The middle-aged scribe was glad that he was able to come here, and he made the right bet.

As soon as you entered the back mountain of Cuiyu Palace, the front suddenly became lively.

"Brother Zong, you're here too." An old Taoist greeted him from afar.

The middle-aged scribe also quickly returned the gift: "Brother Dao is doing well recently, and the younger brother is being polite here."

"What kind of friendship do you and I have? Why are you being so polite." The old Taoist walked over cheerfully, and when he got close, he took out two pills from his sleeve and handed them to the pair of boys.

"Haven't you thanked Master?" The middle-aged scribe gestured to the two boys to accept the gift, he knew very well that the old man would never be stingy.

"Go ahead and play, just don't get me into trouble." The middle-aged scribe said to the two boys.

"Your appearance will not change for hundreds of years, and you are still so strict." The old man chuckled, and pulled the man into a nearby forest.

"How long has Brother Dao been here?" asked the middle-aged scribe.

"Three days." The old man smiled, and then he pointed to the direction where the Flying Sword Boat was flying: "Did you see that thing just now?"

"It's really extraordinary." The middle-aged scribe had already guessed that the old Taoist must have pulled him over for this matter.

"Cuiyu Palace is not easy. It kept everyone in the dark, and openly gave up the location of the starting point to Bi Liantian, secretly got the real benefits, and even pulled a bench to watch Bi Liantian's life What a show." The old Taoist laughed lightly and clicked his tongue repeatedly.

The middle-aged scribe didn't suspect that there was something else wrong with it. He also thought that this matter was a move of Cuiyu Palace's chess master, at most he suspected that the Xuanji faction was also involved, and the two families combined to cheat Bi Liantian.

"I heard that Taoist Mingyi has set off for Tianmen." The old Taoist said in a low voice.

Going to Tianmen at this moment means derogation and punishment.

"It seems that he has become the biggest loser." The middle-aged scribe couldn't help but sighed softly. A few months ago, Taoist Mingyi was still high-spirited, but he fell to such a state in a blink of an eye.

"The biggest loser?" The old Taoist smiled and shook his head: "The biggest loser is definitely not him. Before that, a heavenly immortal from the Cao family and the three Taoist monarchs all went to Tianmen. Do they really have to stay in Tianmen?"

The middle-aged scribe was silent for a while.

Those four people did go to Tianmen, but they only stayed there for a few days before disappearing.

The so-called punishment to Tianmen is simply for outsiders to see. The catastrophe is approaching, and any Taoist monarch is a precious combat power, so how can it be so wasted.

Taoist Mingyi must be the same, went to Tianmen, and then came back quietly, but from now on, he can only hide behind the scenes, and can no longer stand in front of the stage.

"Could it be that Ming He is the real loser?" The middle-aged scribe suddenly realized.

"Junior brother is right. The head of the sect is the most respected, even above those true immortals. It is because the rise and fall of a faction rests entirely on the head. The prosperity of the sect is the result of the head, and the decline of the sect is the fault of the head. If something goes wrong, he, the head of the sect, is to blame." The old Taoist said this, somewhat gloating.

"There are real immortals on the top, and there are colleagues from the same sect on the bottom. It is difficult for Minghe, the head of the sect." The middle-aged scribe sympathizes with Minghe.

"Junior brother, you are a wild crane, so you don't know the secret." The old Taoist smiled slightly, and shook his head disapprovingly: "The most taboo thing in the sect is the usurpation of power by real immortals. If Minghe has no other intentions, he can completely carry out the sect rules. Tell those Supreme Elders to shut up."

"You mean to say that what Ming Yi did was also what he thought?" The middle-aged scribe suddenly understood.

"One sings the red face, and the other sings the bad face." The old man snorted lightly.

"There's no need to meddle in other people's affairs. Brother Dao, what are your plans?" The middle-aged scribe didn't dare to continue, and quickly changed the subject.

"Me?" The old man smiled wryly: "Junior brother must know my situation. Usually there are good things, and it is never my turn. This time, if I have to fight the monster clan, someone will think of me, but this is also an opportunity. My lineage There are only five apprentices, take this opportunity to take them all away, anyway, they are useless in the mountain gate."

The old Taoist looked at the middle-aged scribe, and when he said this, the meaning was already obvious, that was Tuogu.

A person needs countless resources to cultivate to the realm of Daojun. Although the old Taoist has complaints about his own sect, he can't get to where he is today without the cultivation of the sect. The disciples can only ask their friends to take care of them.

"I haven't made up my mind yet..." The middle-aged scribe was a little embarrassed.

"Junior brother, why do you have any hesitation? The middle earth is the land of death, the gate of heaven is the exit of the demon world, the Posa Continent also has the exit of the demon world, and the North Yanshan Ghost Gate is the exit of the ghost world. Going to the wilderness or Mobei is just lingering, and going to sea is the only way to survive." The old Tao patiently advised.

"There are also exits from the demon world on the sea." Middle-aged scribes are delicate people, and delicate people will inevitably be a little hesitant.

"That's much less, and the sea is vast, vast and boundless, and there are many ways to retreat." The old Taoist advised again.

"The supernatural powers of the demon lord that have been rumored recently make it difficult to choose." The middle-aged scribe still has concerns.

He is an undisciplined person with no sect constraints. He usually travels around the mountains and rivers, wandering around, so he knows a lot of secrets. This time he came to Cuiyu Palace, just wanting to go to the sea to have a look. There are many escape routes, and he has not made a final decision. .

"You and I don't need to worry about this matter. Xuanji and Jiuyao sects must be more anxious than you and me." The old man had no way to refute this time, but he was very calm and didn't care at all.

While he was talking, suddenly a sword light flashed across the sky. The color of this sword light was vermilion, and a hundred birds could be seen flying together, dancing with the sword light.

"Isn't that Pang Zhen's Suzaku Sword? Why did he come here?" the old Taoist muttered to himself.

"It's really strange. People from Tianjian Mountain have come to join in the fun, and they are not afraid of being kicked out." The middle-aged scribe had a sneer on his face.

In the past, because of the imitation of Tian Jianzhou, the major sects still had some good feelings for the Sword Sect Alliance.But now that there are rows of Tianjian boats parked on the sea outside Bilian Tianwai, all the sects have figured out the mystery of this thing, so no one cares about the original favor, but the Tianmen The Sword Sect Alliance has bad intentions, and it still makes many people worry about it.

"There are people coming to Tianjian Mountain, do you still think it's unreliable to retreat overseas?" the old Taoist took the opportunity to ask.

The middle-aged scribe was really tempted this time.

(End of this chapter)