Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ding Yuanshi's whereabouts were confirmed, and the haze in Feng Qingxiu's heart gradually dissipated, as if she saw herself looking for Ayun in his battle clothes.

Central Continent is vast and it is difficult to find someone.

In particular, the Great Profound ancestor did not actually appear head-on, but just looked for a young man who seems to have the blood of the Great Profound ancestor, let him claim to be the reincarnation of the Great Profound ancestor, attract attention, and know how much he cherishes his little Fate.

But it is difficult for others to find people, which does not mean that Feng Qingxiu is also difficult to find people.

This great heaven demon master whose mana seal was completely unlocked had countless little demon brothers who could watch people's hearts. He could easily find the goal he wanted when he raised his hand to recruit hundreds of millions of demon under his control.

Just like now, a little brother of the Tianma invited him to send him a picture: On the ground of the Tao of Heaven, a young man is sitting at the table, and with him is a young man about his age, the two sitting opposite each other. One person ate noodles and the other drank soup, but their complexion was not good, and they were all bitter and bitter.

After a while, the young man who ate noodles said, "You want to take people away before the country is restored. It's too early."

"Father," the boy drinking Tang said coldly, "you were very powerful in your previous life, but your actions in this life have already hurt people too much."

"Why don't you understand?" Yin Potian sighed, "This land is state-owned, which is of great benefit to the world. There is no natural annexation. Distribution is based on merit. This is the foundation of our nation's founding. You are too short-sighted."

"What you said is too ideal." After the second king finished the soup, he played with the small soup bowl, and cast his eyes down to hide his contempt. "There is no benefit, why are my ghost practitioners fighting for our lives? They can't exchange fiefdoms, they will follow us to plot something, loyalty is also time-limited."

"There are always other things that can attract people." Yin Potian persuaded, "If you have national destiny to protect you, why should you care about these? The collapse of Daxuan back then also affected their cultivation. I think we should introduce a Taoist soldier instead. We use all the national fortunes. Moreover, our actions to destroy the Dao back then were too radical."

"Father, you wiped out Kun-Lai and drove the three major gates, then went away to the void and handed the Daxuan to me to govern," the second generation said lightly, "I was an emperor far better than you, if it weren't a Taoist monk. Always superior to others, do not obey the rules, gather in private, and I will not do the act of destroying the Tao. Now they have a deep hatred before, and if they use Taoist soldiers, are they not afraid to bite?"

"We can control them, we have the means." Yin Potian said confidently and authentically.

"So what? Luo Qingxiao didn't have enough means. If he didn't, he would just say the opposite." The Second World sneered.

"You also said that if the stupid son you taught me is me, I will oppose it." Thinking of the news received in the past few years, Yin Potian almost wanted to vomit blood. "Which one of Luo Qingxiao and Ji Yunlai is not a distinguished person? Your sons and grandchildren have got the heart. Instead of wanting to win over, they are born and forced two people into enemies, and they have become ghosts, and they are not as good as barbecued pork!"

"Isn't this thing not your credit?" Isn't it just revealing the shortcomings? Who wouldn't, the second generation said coldly, "Back then, you were the 72nd concubine of the Sangong and the Sixth Court, and the lovers were all over the world, and my mother succeeded me. After all my cultivation, I will only marry one person and not establish a harem. This will spoil this only son."

"Well, it's meaningless for us to argue about this." Yin Potian's tone softened, "I am really doing it for Daxuan. I have been in the country for many years, so I still have this vision."

"You haven't ruled the world."

…

After a quarrel, both of them sighed. After a long time, Yin Potian said: "No matter, the ways are not conspiring. If you want to go, just go."

The boy on the opposite side turned around and left without nostalgia.

——

After watching this play, Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly, feeling that she already knew where the Great Prophet Great Xuan was born.

His previous life should be Ayun's hometown. Does it mean that the world is not far away?

If there is a chance, Feng Qingxiu still wants to take Ayun back for a lap, he is very curious about the wonderful country in his memory.

But for now, it's better to find the Yuanshi first.

Under the guidance of the little brother of the Heavenly Devil, it took him less than a few hours to reach the land of Jietiandao.

Yin Potian was in a small courtyard under the Tao of Heaven.

After he came to the realm of Jietian Dao, he keenly felt the distant prying eyes from afar. It was the Taoist Immortal, the person who Jietian Dao, and the only woman immortal.

"Are you going to stop me?" Feng Qingxiu asked calmly.

Opposite is silent, Feng Qingxiu is also a real immortal, not a Taoist like them who became immortal. If you fight, you will definitely be unable to fight.

"What do you want?" Ming Daozhu's voice was faint, as close to the ear, as far as the sky.

"He has a Dingyuan Stone in his hand, which was originally a property of the Kun-Lai Taoist Palace, let him hand it over." Feng Qingxiu was not a rude person, and gave it to the opponent.

"His body is now transformed from the Dingyuan Stone. If you take it, he will become a lone soul again. He wants to seek the body of my grandson all day long." Ming Daozhu seemed unwilling.

"You are asking me to take it." Feng Qingxiu ignored the suggestion, thinking so.

The other side was silent for a moment, and finally sighed softly: "It's all, it's up to you."

So Feng Qingxiu stepped up to Yin Potian, sat down under the guarded gaze of the other party, suddenly became interested, and said, "Do your ideas come from a previous life?"

"What's the point of saying that, you are not trying to take my life." Yin Potian's face was cold and disdainful, "You are the new immortal, why, if the old one doesn't come, just come for a little one?"

"Kill you, do you want us to take action together?" Feng Qingxiu felt a little amused, "Okay, give me Ding Yuanshi, that is not yours."

The other party's stomach is full of big words like "the treasures of the world live in the virtuous", but it is not terrifying to the other party, but it is impossible to say a word under the colossal coercion.

Feng Qingxiu didn't even make any moves, the strange stone in Yin Potian's heart had already begun to faintly hot, as if he wanted to rush out of the imprisonment and rush towards him.

"How come, I have already refined him!" Yin Potian pressed his heart, his expression finally panicked, "What kind of monster are you, how can you command Ding Yuan Shi? I am his master! I am the way of heaven. the son of!"

"The way of heaven is only cultivated, not old-age." Feng Qingxiu reached out and took the Ding Yuan stone that flew out of his heart. The white stone moved happily in his palm, and it naturally turned into countless auras, flowing from the blood of his arm. , That kind of spiritual power with the same root and vein doesn't need to be refined at all, just accept it quietly.

"How is it, how is it possible?" Yin Potian stood up suddenly, raised his head and roared loudly, "My God, I will pacify the world for you, exterminate demons, abolish the cultivation base and give up power, why are you doing this to me! You should be swallowed by the demon, you are not worthy of heaven! God of death, **** of thief!"

The answer to him was that suddenly a sky thunder descended, almost dispelling his spirit.

Feng Qingxiu glanced at the clear sky and thought to herself that Dao's mind is not big this day.

Furthermore, if he pays a share, why does he think he can become the lord of all ages? He looked at the ghost and then flickered his soul away. He was about to leave, but suddenly saw that the ghost had two faces changing back and forth. It was the cause of the confusion in the memory of the past and the present. The appearance of the past life appeared. He stopped and observed carefully. Thinking of the "Kun-Lai", after thinking for a moment, he still shot to help him stabilize his soul.

Then, Feng Qingxiu asked tentatively: "Yin Xiaopo?"

This name is too familiar. Yin Potian on the opposite side raised his head in shock: "You, are you Ji Yunqing?"

Feng Qingxiu acquiesced that although Ji Yunqing was actually the name of Master in his previous life, he actually didn't want Master to get involved with this kind of guy.

"You're not dead? No, you won't be here if you're not dead." Yin Potian had mixed feelings and restless, "The fire, I buried you and went to find the mastermind. It took ten years and finally found something. News, and then... here it comes."

In fact, he wanted to get angry, but he still didn't dare. After all, what he did in his previous life was too stupid. Looking back on it stupidly, he felt that he must have lost his soul when he was reincarnated, so he was so idiot.

Although he had a bit of past life memory in his previous life, he was not complete. After discovering that Dao Fa cultivation was at most a fighting master, he wanted to become a big star and gather luck.

For this reason, he stole his family savings at the age of sixteen and went out to break into the entertainment circle, but his parents were just ordinary college teachers. That savings, let alone the protagonist, at most mixed with a two-sentence idiom. Later, he was so poor that he was finally found by his parents and taken home, so that he could take a good exam at an art school and wanted to be a star.

Later, an accident happened and his parents left too suddenly. It was his father’s proud protégé Ji Yunqing who came back from the United States and paid off his father’s money and paid his tuition. At that time, he wanted to become a big star and ignored Ji Yunqing’s request. , I played in the film and television city every day, and when I didn't have any money, I went to Ji Yunqing to eat for a few days.

Later, he heard that the live broadcast made money, and he was obsessed with the other party buying expensive live broadcast equipment. He was helpless and humiliated and had no money. He sang out of tune and his voice was not moving. Several times the live broadcast was out of tune, which became a joke in the circle. He decided to write the memory of his previous life into a novel, because he couldn't remember the five elements and gossip, he also asked Ji Yunqing to make a small program.

Then he rushed to the street. The readers below the article were almost all black fans. From writing to plot, he criticized his writing for nothing, and was "moved in love by the look you saw at her?" Starting point didn't dare to write so Su!

Finally, he moved his preaching mind and wanted to integrate the Taoism in his memory into a sect, hoping to gather luck.

But he had only been preaching the Tao for a week, and he had already been arrested at the police station. Only then did he know that spreading the cult was illegal. Ji Yunqing spent a lot of money to get a six-month probation sentence.

In this way, nearly seven years after the death of his parents, he basically survived on Ji Yunqing's assistance, otherwise he would not even be able to pay for the room. Later, Ji Yunlai died unexpectedly, so he had to rely on his free time to go to the construction site to move bricks. To live, it's ridiculous to live.

Until later he died, and the back hand left by the previous life was summoned back again, thinking that he could finally turn over.

But he never expected that Ji Yunqing would still be so good if he didn't say that he was reincarnated?

Is it because he is the son of heaven in this world?

"Return the Dingyuan Stone to me, is it okay?" He couldn't help but begged, hoping to look at the face of the year.

Feng Qingxiu looked at his almost crying expression and sighed helplessly: "No, he doesn't belong to you at all. Besides, without relying on you, can you only accomplish nothing?"

And... Feng Qingxiu thought slightly evilly, this guy was A Yun's plaster that was difficult to get rid of, now should he just kill his mouth?