Projection of the Heavens

"Your master?"

Meng Bingyun was a little surprised.

Peacock Wang Xingxuan of course she also knows.

Although spiritual cultivation is deeply hidden in the body, invisible and intangible, as long as there is no shell, no one will be able to see the realm of cultivation, unlike martial arts cultivation, where the masculinity of blood is exposed to the outside, which can be seen by those with discerning eyes. clues.

But this Peacock King has been famous all over the world for a long time. He has long been a figure in the second thunder calamity.

Even if her brother Meng Shenji could be defeated and killed, it would be too difficult to subdue him.

Who in the end was able to conquer him?

Xing Xuan stood in the sky with no expression on his face.

On that day, all his thoughts were knocked out of his body by Gu Shaoshang's fist, and his body was destroyed.

Under the crushing force of that vast fist intent, all the rebelliousness in his thoughts was wiped out by the unparalleled fist intent.

But he was still him, and that respect and humility only hurt Gu Shao.

Yang Pan's thoughts turned, and he glanced at the peak Martial Saint and Peacock King Xingxuan above the sea, his expression did not change: "Your Highness has a request, Pan, there is no reason not to go."

He ignored the group of Qiankun Longwei whose complexions had changed greatly behind him, and walked side by side with Meng Bingyun.

"Haha, such a big man, I want to see Gan Daozi too."

Gan Daozi stepped forward and followed Yang Pan.

huh~~

The three used their means and walked on the sea.

Xing Xuan and Zhao An's expressions did not change, they turned and walked in front.

........

Kamikaze Imperial Capital, that house.

In the hall, Gu Shaoshang sat upright, eyes closed slightly, thoughtfully.

He came to the world of Yang God, but he was born again.

What is the rebirth of attachment, attachment to the origin of this world, replacing everything in Hong Xuanji from the origin.

In this world, he is a thorough and complete Hong Xuanji.

And who is Hong Xuanji?

He is the son of Daqian in this time of Daqian World.

What Gu Shaoshang knew about Hong Xuanji all his life, his family was poor when he was young. He gained fame because of his high talent in martial arts. Later, he studied literature and became a master of science.

On the woman's side, she is worthy of being the son of Daqian.

A poor family settled down and married Zhao Wan'er, the daughter of a big family in the south. The dignified Taoist saints were seduced by him, and Yao Qinghui, the sect master of the Yaochi faction, was also moved by him, and gave birth to two daughters.

Zhao Feier, the sect master of the Daluo sect, second only to the six holy places, is his mistress. After giving birth to a daughter, the only deity of Western beliefs, Yuanqishen, will marry Hong Xuanji after being transformed into a human being.

On the one hand, Yu Zi gave birth to the Son of the Era of the Era of the Sun God!

It is simply a winner in life, a template for the Son of Destiny, a character who will encounter many adventures while sitting at home.

If it weren't for Hong Yi, he would be a veritable son of the Era.

And now he is Hong Xuanji, and that luck will naturally shroud him.

He was low-key before. After defeating Yinyue, Zhao Feier came to the door from a thousand miles away, but this time, as soon as he appeared, Meng Bingyun came over by chance.

If he goes to the West, it is very likely that the vitality gods of the Western Regions will appear!

He faintly sensed that even if he practiced ascetic in one place, he naturally had all kinds of opportunities, and all kinds of romantic encounters came to him.

"Son of the Great Thousand..."

In the empty room, Gu Shaoshang's voice echoed: "This world is really interesting."

........

woohoo~~~

The air roared, and Xing Xuan fell in mid-air.

Without the physical body, only the spirit of the soul remains. Although there is no hope for the Dao, in many aspects, it is much more convenient than the Martial Dao.

Yinyue's martial arts is undoubtedly stronger than his, but it is impossible to fly.

"arrive."

Zhao An said coldly, and stood at the door of the house with the Peacock King.

squeak~

The door opens.

The three of Meng Bingyun are not people who look forward to the future. Since they came here, they naturally have no worries and enter the house calmly.

This house occupies a large area, and the courtyard is lined with willows, rockery, and a spring flowing through it.

The end is a good place.

"This person is an upright person."

Meng Bingyun's mood was suddenly slightly touched. In this mansion, you could feel a masculine aura rising, without the slightest concealment, just sitting here dignifiedly.

Facing his own existence in all directions.

"Is it him?"

Yang Pan's heart moved, and he couldn't believe it.

The three of them thought for a moment and came to the outside of the hall.

squeak~~

Before the three of them could speak, the door slowly opened.

da da da~

The three stepped into the hall.

A young man in a black robe sat at the head with concentration.

He sat upright, his face was handsome and indifferent, and he slowly opened his eyes when he saw the three people coming in.

"It turned out to be the Hall Master of Destiny!"

Meng Bingyun was a little surprised, but also a little stunned.

She had gone to look for Gu Shaoshang before, so naturally she would not fail to recognize Gu Shaoshang.

What made her a little strange was that the Hall Master of Destiny in front of him, who was the first immortal at the time, looked at her with a faint peculiar smell in it.

"Brother Xuanji!"

Yang Pan looked surprised and said, "I have already sent the complete Book of Creation to the Hall of Destiny, but I haven't seen you back for a long time."

"But I didn't expect that you would achieve a breakthrough again! It's really gratifying!"

"Just a small breakthrough."

Gu Shaoshang smiled slightly and looked at Meng Bingyun.

This Supreme Dao saint has a peerless appearance, a natural beauty, and an ethereal air. Even if Gu Shaoshang saw it, she was a little surprised.

The whole room seemed to be lit up, very pleasing to the eye.

"The Hall Master of Destiny is really not a mortal, and he has an aura that Xiaodao has only seen in his life!"

Gan Daozi praised the exit.

"The Taoist priest is too famous."

Gu Shaoshang moved his sleeves: "The three of you please sit down and talk."

The three of them were also polite and took their seats.

After being seated, Yang Pan said, "The battle between Shenfeng and Yunmeng is the handwriting of Brother Xuanji?"

"I just beat Yuwenmu, it's nothing."

Gu Shaoshang did not hide it, and said frankly.

"Brother Xuanji, you are indeed a genius!"

Yang Pan smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Gu Shaoshang is not a vassal, he has always had a relatively harmonious relationship with him. Compared with some powerful people who were born out of nowhere, this result is naturally the best.

"That Yuwen and Mu Wu's Taoism is open to the profound, and his Taoism is comparable to six thunder tribulations. He has organized many times to besiege his brother, but he has never been killed by his brother, but he does not want to be planted in the hands of Hong brother."

Meng Bingyun opened her mouth.

She speaks like water, her speech is slow and slow, but it seems that there is no emotion in it.

"Too good to be too forgetful?"

Gu Shaoshang's eyes moved slightly, and he recognized that Meng Bingyun was cultivating on the Great Way of Forgetfulness.

This kind of practice pays attention to experiencing the emotions of the world and eventually forgetting them.

He turned his thoughts in his mind, looked at Meng Bingyun and said lightly, "Brother Meng Shenji has not resisted for three hundred years, and Xuanji has been fascinated for a long time."

"My brother mentioned Hong brother before. If Hong brother has time, he might as well go to Taishangdao to sit down with my brother."

Meng Bingyun looked at Gu Shaoshang and said softly.

"It will naturally go in the future."

Gu Shaoshang smiled and stood up: "Are you interested in going with me to the Primordial Dragon Clan Cemetery?"

"Dragon Cemetery?"

Gu Shaoshang's topic changed so quickly that Meng Bingyun and the three were taken aback for a moment.

Yang Pan's heart jumped even more.

The cemetery of the ancient dragon, as its name suggests, is the cemetery of the ancient dragon race. There are countless treasures in it, such as the dragon soul spar, keel, dragon scale, etc., which are all necessary materials for forging the ancient battle armor. Wearing the ancient battle armor, With just a little training of a group of innate masters, you can kill the ghosts and immortals.

If it is the peak of Martial Saint, then hide the breath and sneak attack, and even kill the ghost immortal of the triple thunder tribulation!

Among them, Longya Rice is the most precious food in the Sun God World, and it is of great use to today's Gu Shaoshang.

"Brother Xuanji, do you know where the Dragon Tomb is?"

Yang Pan stood up, looking a little excited.

The cemetery of the ancient dragon clan has been coveted by many people in all dynasties, but the cemetery of the dragon clan is hidden in the turbulent void, and no one can find it.

Da Gan also had the idea of ​​a dragon cemetery, but of course it ended in failure.

"Yes, I got news about the Taikoo Dragon Race Cemetery."

Gu Shaoshang said.

His martial arts practice has reached this stage, and if he wants to go further~www.readwn.com~, the resources consumed are huge.

Only relying on the acupoints to breathe out the vitality, I don't know what year and month can I smash the vacuum.

The cemetery of the Taikoo Dragon Clan, he has long planned.

However, because the cemetery of the Primordial Dragon Race is in the turbulent time and space of the Great Thousand World, it is too dangerous to go before he breaks through.

Now that his strength has skyrocketed, he thinks he has full confidence, and naturally wants to explore the ancient dragon tomb.

"Although the ancient dragon race has passed away, there is a bloodline that has been passed down between heaven and earth. Although this branch is not a pure dragon race, it has been passed down."

Gu Shaoshang's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Yang Pandao.

"Dragon blood?"

Meng Bingyun's heart suddenly moved, and she said, "Could it be Yunmeng's Tianlong faction?"

Taishang Dao is the leader of the Taoist sect in the world. Although he does not have the mind to unify the Taoist sect, he knows the Taoist sect of the world like the back of the hand.

In the entire Great Thousand World, only the Tianlong faction is vaguely related to the "Dragon Clan".

"Yes, it is the Tianlong faction!"

Gu Shaoshang glanced at Meng Bingyun and nodded.

.........

On the distant eastern prairie, on which is the seat of the Yunmeng Empire, almost 100,000 miles away from Dagan.

And at the end of the Yunmeng Empire that has to pass, there is an endless mountain.

No one knows how big these mountains are, and no one can go deep into them to investigate. People in Yunmeng think that these mountains are the end of the sky.

These mountains are shrouded in thick clouds and mists all year round. In the distance of the mountains, there will be rumbling thunder. Even if ghosts and immortals come here occasionally, they will not dare to enter.

And in these mountains, on a mountain top covered by clouds and mists, a palace was built in a miraculous way.

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