Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

Where did this period of cause and effect originate?

Standing on the imperial chariot, Lu Xuan fell into deep thought, running [Daoshengyi], with mysterious and mysterious star lines intertwined in his eyes,

He seemed to be aware of it and looked in a certain direction.

"Could it be that Xiao Yan also came to this great age?"

Lu Xuan frowned. If this was really the case and he had a sudden whim, Xiao Yan might not be in good condition.

But now the Heavenly Palace has just fallen from the sky, the world is shaking, everything is blurred, it is difficult to deduce specific things and objects, there is only a vague general direction.

If I return to the present world at this moment, can the creatures thrown from the Bronze Sacred Mountain return to the [present world] together?

After thinking about it, Lu Xuan did not intend to gamble. He immediately returned to the imperial chariot, pointed in the direction following the vague sense, and ordered the heavenly soldiers holding ceremonial guards to return to the imperial palace given by the Emperor of Heaven.

He then drove the emperor's chariot and flew away in the sky.

As the real phoenix was running quickly, Yang Jian and Zhu Wuneng were following beside them. They were both surprised and suspicious. They didn't understand why the "future" evil man would call them up.

The two ancient immortals cast inquiring glances at Nezha. They had seen before that Nezha had also completed the suppression and replacement of the ontology of this era.

Noticing the gazes between the two of them, Nezha just shrugged his shoulders.

After all, he himself is still very confused. He followed this person to the Dragon Palace and walked into the underworld, but even his specific purpose is still vague.

As the emperor's chariot continued to move quickly, Lu Xuan came back from his thoughts and looked sideways at the three immortals who kept exchanging glances.

He smiled, not shying away from anything, and casually hit a big ban to seal off Zhenhuang's hearing and spiritual sense, and then asked calmly:

"Speaking of which, where are Nezha, Yang Jian and Tianpeng in this era?"

The expressions of the three immortals suddenly stiffened, and Xuandu looked sideways in surprise. He didn't recognize the fat general, but Nezha and Yang Jian still knew it.

In a sense, he is also his nephew and the disciple of his second uncle.

At this time, Yang Jianqian laughed:

"Emperor, I don't understand what you mean."

"Don't pretend to be stupid." Lu Xuan chuckled: "What, you have stayed in Gouxian Town for tens of thousands of years, have you lost your mind?"

Nezha, who had been ordered by Lu Xuan once with the "Gou Xian Town", was okay, but the expressions of Yang Jian and Zhu Wuneng suddenly changed, and the cold air exploded from behind!

His heart felt cold for a long time, and he was silent for a long time. Yang Jian took a deep breath:

"The 'I' of this era is anchored in the world of my acupoints."

Nezha said in a dull voice:

"Me too."

Zhu Wuneng shrank his neck:

"Me too!"

Lu Xuan calmly nodded and narrated softly:

"Continuing like this is not an option. Before you entered Daluo, your past and present are not the same. If you stay here for a long time, your 'present' will change with the past."

The expressions of the three ancient immortals changed again, while Xuandu looked thoughtful and could probably guess what was going on.

After thinking for a while, Lu Xuan considered:

"After this matter is over, you come with me to Jiuyou. I will solve this matter for you, but I have requirements accordingly."

The three ancient immortals looked at each other and said in unison:

"Emperor, please speak."

They were all helpless. Now it was obvious that the situation was stronger than the people. They knew nothing about Emperor Xuanhuang, but this one seemed to know them well.

Why is this so? ?

The image of Uncle Lu Xuan flashed through Yang Jian's mind, but he was immediately denied. This was unlikely.

[Xuanhuang Wushen] He is the disciple of the one from Biyou Palace, right?

Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed, and his breathing became a little faster. Master Lu Xuan was not only from the Taishang lineage, but also one of the thirteen immortals of Yuxu.

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem completely impossible to add another person as the direct descendant of Biyou Palace? ?

His heart suddenly panicked.

Lu Xuan didn't notice Yang Jian's change, or he didn't really care.

After pondering for a moment, he calmly said:

"I won't hide it from you. Now I have started playing chess with the Four Emperors and the Queen Mother of Yaochi. I want to perform a grand act of conquering the sky and let you join the chess game."

The expressions of the three immortals changed.

Xuandu said at this time neither salty nor bland:

"Junior brother, since you and these three people have made it clear that if they are unwilling, we will have no choice but to kill them."

Master. Junior brother?

Yang Jian's heart was beating vigorously and he looked at the old-fashioned Taoist. Who is this?

I have never seen it before, it must be that the face is covered and changed.

If it is true as I guessed just now, the Taoist who beheaded a heavenly palace with a sword may not be from Biyou Palace.

So is it one of the Thirteen Immortals of Yuxu, or the one from Taishang’s lineage? ?

As his thoughts turned, Yang Jian had a certain idea in his mind and roughly guessed Xuandu's identity.

Lu Xuan continued at this time:

"If you are willing to join the game, I will help you solve the time conflict between the past and the present. You don't need to do anything for the time being. Just be an immortal when you should be an immortal. I will look for you when needed."

Of these three, one is the Great God of Santan Haihui, and the other is Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun. Even Zhu Wuneng has commanded the Tianhe navy in these years!

To be honest, they are all very important figures in the heaven. Their identity is the key, and it will be of great use if the day comes when they raise their own troops to conquer the heaven.

After a long silence, the three ancient immortals nodded in agreement, and Xuandu reminded from the side:

"Do you want them to make some big oaths?"

"No need." Lu Xuan smiled: "They come from the same place as me, so they can probably guess who I am. I believe them."

Yang Jian's heart was throbbing, and he basically confirmed his guess. Nezha was thoughtful and had a vague direction. Zhu Wuneng, on the other hand, was still confused and looked around blankly:

"Ah? What did you guess?"

The two ancient immortals stared at him speechlessly.

Lu Xuan did not answer, but straightened his body and stared ahead:

"It's a bit interesting."

Very far ahead, you can see the rolling sea of ​​thunder and the shadowy traces of elves lying across a majestic sacred mountain.

"Longhu Mountain?" Lu Xuan narrowed his eyes suddenly.

………………

At the same time, on Longhu Mountain.

"I don't know you." Xiao Taoling said crisply, curiously looking at the strange uncle in front of her.

Then he raised his head again and looked angrily at the True Saint of the North Pole.

The latter frowned and did not explain, but the thunder sea under the imperial envoy became more fierce and pressed downwards!

"careful!!"

Yan Huang's expression changed and he stopped in front of the little Taoling who looked exactly like his daughter.

On the side, Wang Zhiyao, Zhang Jifeng and others who were also staring at Xiao Taoling in astonishment also came to their senses. They looked at the sea of ​​thunder and big hands pressing down from the sky with pale faces, unable to think of any resistance at all.

This is no longer a question of how big the gap is.

The old Heavenly Master wanted to try to resist, but all means were used, but to no avail. He could only smile bitterly and sighed:

"This one step difference is indeed a different world."

Just when everyone gave up their thoughts of resistance and were ready to let the immortal in the sky capture them,

Little Taoling looked at the trees and rocks that were struck by heavy thunder all over the mountains and plains. She felt heartbroken and said angrily:

"Uncle, this is a bad guy, beat him! Beat him!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but the old master seemed to have remembered something, and his expression suddenly became excited.

The next moment, I saw the old peach tree that was holding up the sky swaying slightly, and a peach branch suddenly stabbed out, carrying the void that collapsed inch by inch, towards the true saint Tianyou!

The latter let out a light sigh, turned his palm into a fist, and collided with the peach branch, causing huge ripples.

The peach branches collapsed into ashes, and the palms of the True Saint Tianyou also cracked, and Tianzun's blood dripped from them.

"interesting."

His eyes suddenly became sharp:

"But I didn't expect that there is a [All Heavens]-level demon clan great sage here who is acting on the orders of Emperor Ziwei. Does this great sage want to be an enemy of Beitianting?"

The old peach tree swayed gently, and an old voice came:

"Sage Tianyou is joking, but do you know why this is happening? How dare you make a mistake?"

True Saint Tianyou narrowed his eyes slightly:

"where?"

The old peach tree stretched out a peach branch, pointed at the Dao Palace, and said calmly:

"As soon as I opened the peach tree essence with some wisdom, there was a certain big shot who sat in the Taoist palace for thousands of years. I was infected by the Taoist charm, and that's how I am today."

True Sage Tianyou laughed:

"Aren't the words of the great sage untrue? The influence of Taoist rhyme can create a statue of the heavens? What great person has such great power?"

The old peach tree said slowly:

"Yuxu."

As soon as these words came out, the golden boy playing the drum suddenly stopped, the singing jade girl stopped her voice, and the expressions of the heavenly soldiers and generals riding on the celestial horses suddenly changed.

Even the True Saint Tianyou, who was ranked among the Four Saints of the North Pole and was nominally equal to Emperor Zhenwu, froze.

For a long while, his expression was dark and uncertain, and he took a deep breath:

"Great Sage, this kind of joke is not allowed."

"Do I dare to make fun of that person?" Old Peach Tree said quietly: "Therefore, please ask the true saint to retreat. There is no room for war here."

The expression on the True Saint Tianyou's expression was changing, but he did not dare to make his own decision. As the peach tree said, no one dared to fool him.

After a while, he took a deep breath:

"In that case, I won't bother you for now."

The True Sage Tianyou had made a decision and asked the Emperor before he could make a decision. Only the Emperor could make such a decision.

With that said, he planned to leave, intending to use the [ubiquitous] characteristic to question the emperor face to face.

Everyone on Longhu Mountain was confused and happy, and their eyes turned strange. The Longhu Mountain in ancient times seemed to be even more amazing than imagined? ?

Just when the two sides had different thoughts, the moment before the True Sage Tianyou was about to leave.

"presumptuous."

There was a gloomy sound from the horizon, like a big wave, layer upon layer, sweeping in!

Everyone subconsciously glanced sideways, only to see a true phoenix galloping towards it, pulling a majestic imperial chariot behind it, followed by ancient immortals on the side, swirling around the Qingyun, ups and downs of auspiciousness!

"Who is coming?" True Sage Tianyou frowned, stopped his departure, and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

Lu Xuan's expression under the mask was extremely serious. He saw all the acquaintances in Longhu Mountain and Xiao Yan.

At this time, he watched the soldiers form formation on that day, and the majestic creature set off a sea of ​​thunder. He thought that a conflict was breaking out between the two sides, and immediately showed no mercy.

"Yang Jian, capture him."

"Emperor." Yang Jian's expression condensed: "That is the True Sage Tianyou who sits under the throne of Emperor Ziwei in the Arctic."

"Capture him." Lu Xuan repeated again.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"yes."

The next moment, True Sage Tianyou saw an ancient immortal flying out from beside the emperor's chariot. He was slightly startled and said in surprise:

"Zhenjun Erlang? Why are you here?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Erlang True Monarch opening his third eye on his forehead, and a divine light burst out, sealing the sky and locking the earth!

Tianyou’s true holy color changes:

"Does the Central Heaven want to start a war with my North Pole Heaven?!"

During the questioning, he did not hesitate, planned the killing method, and fought with Yang Jian, but he fell behind after just one encounter!

The more they fight, the more frightened True Sage Tianyou becomes. This True Lord Erlang is much stronger than the rumors, and he is deeply rooted in the level of [All Heavens]!

And while the two [Heavens] were fighting, the imperial chariot fell from the sky and landed on the top of Longhu Mountain.

"I've met the emperor!"

Yan Huang and others were shocked and shocked, and they hurriedly bowed. Zhang Liang in the distance trembled his lips, and the Heavenly Master was shocked and doubtful.

Nearby, little Taoling stared at the young man wearing a mask with big eyes, and suddenly felt happy:

"I know you, I remember your smell, I can see our cause and effect!"

On the imperial chariot, Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment. He looked towards 'Xiao Yan' and realized something was wrong.

Um?

Is this Xiao Yan?

Cause and effect are connected, it can be determined that it is Xiao Yan, but

Just when Lu Xuan was confused, Xiao Taoling said sharply:

"You are my daddy!"

Lu Xuan's expression froze, Yan Huang, who was performing the ceremony, staggered, and Little Tao Ling jumped forward happily.