Chapter 645

Nine days above.

Since ancient times, many ancient saints have jointly established Tianting, and the position of emperor Tianting has changed. But no matter how the throne changes, the heaven has always been like that. Dignified and brilliant, aboveboard, purple gas and golden light shine all the year round, cranes, clouds and Dragons dance in the air, and countless golden immortals and dignitaries step on the clouds. The weather of the immortal family is beyond ordinary words.

From the thirty-three main halls of the heavenly court illuminated by the sun and the moon, it is commonly known as the nine day world. The nine heaven world is the mustard world condensed by the nine great saints in ancient times. After countless years of expansion and development, it has evolved into the nine blessed heaven.

One is Zhongtian, the other is Xiantian, the third is Congtian, the fourth is Geng Tian, the fifth is Su Tian, the sixth is Kuo Tian, the seventh is Xiantian, the eighth is Shen Tian, and the ninth is Chengtian. In these nine heavenly realms, non powerful people cannot open up houses in them. Celestial immortals can not easily enter the nine days, but the immortals in the nine days rarely leave the nine days.

Jiutian corresponds to the nine levels of Taiyi Jinxian. He opened up a mansion and built a Taoist temple. Jiupin Taiyi, who first entered the realm of Taiyi Jinxian, is naturally the lowest Zhongtian. Eight pin Taiyi can move his mansion to admire heaven. By analogy, if you really have the strength of yipintaiyi, and your accomplishments are incredible, you can create and destroy all things, and you live in the highest heaven.

The nine day world is vast and boundless. Ordinary people can't understand the mystery. If they are not in it, it's difficult to understand the reality.

Today, somewhere in the middle of the first heavy sky, in the boundless clear air and boundless purple clouds, dozens of mountains with a radius of thousands of miles are suspended in the clear air purple clouds ō There are countless palaces and pavilions hidden between the mountains. Each palace and Pavilion is magnificent and magnificent, reaching the limit of luxury and beauty. If the materials used to build these palaces and pavilions are placed outside, they are genius treasures that can let the immortals and inferior golden immortals break their heads to compete for. But here, they all serve as rubble and bricks.

There are more than a hundred of these magnificent palaces and pavilions in dozens of mountains. There is a purple and gold air current flying high above each palace, which means that there is a golden fairy sitting in each palace. Between these palaces and pavilions are countless nurseries u ā In the garden, all the children, gardeners and servants who come and go are the cultivation of immortals.

On top of these dozens of mountains, about thousands of miles high, there is another green peak suspended. The mountain is no more than a hundred miles high, with a radius of about three or four hundred miles. Its shape is j ī Ng is exquisite, just like a craftsman J ī The handicraft penholder carved by ng heart makes people happy when viewed from a distance.

On this mountain peak, some J are dotted with scattered patterns ī The exquisite wooden house and bamboo house are really interesting in nature. However, on the top of the mountain, there stands a blue y ù platform with a height of 3600 feet and a radius of 100 feet, just like a huge straight thorn in the air.

At the top of the high platform is a simple palace. On the square outside the hall, nearly a thousand beautiful immortals NV in Chinese robes are quietly waiting in line. They are like y ù stone, standing there without saying a word, motionless, silent or even breathing. Everyone is I ǎ Heart and wings of the convergence of all the breath, dare not have the slightest burnout and carelessness.

The main hall is vast and incomparable. At a glance, it is a hundred miles around, and the main hall is in heaven u ā There are the sun, moon and stars on the board, which follow the real celestial phenomena. On the floor is a scene of mountains and rivers. Countless mountains and rivers are hidden on the floor, and the majority of gods are at the extreme.

At the end of the hall was a cloud platform. A middle-aged man in a green cloth robe sat on the cloud platform and stared at a book table in front of him. His face looked very strange. The case made of white y ù has pen, paper and ink on it. On the white paper, there is a pair of big characters dripping with ink. The font is magnificent and thick, with a faint purple smell.

The only strange thing is that there is only one inkstone missing from the four treasures of study on the book case. A few drops of ink also fell on the book case, just like a living creature, rolling around lightly on the smooth and traceless y-case, as active as mercury beads.

"Interesting!" The middle-aged man smiled and put his pen on the pen holder. With a slight wave of his finger, the book case had disappeared without a trace. He sat on the cloud platform with a smile, leaned lightly on the cushion behind him, smiled and nodded to the old Yuanhua lying in the middle of the hall: "I haven't seen you for so many years, how can you practice the magic skill?"

Yuanhua looked at the middle-aged man blankly. The blood in his eyes suddenly gathered and scattered. Suddenly he struggled to get up and kowtowed to the man. "Young Yuanhua, please see the elder. The younger is bitter, and please make decisions for the younger!"

The middle-aged man smiled. He smiled at more than 30 Taoist immortals in the hall and said, "look, I told you that I have set an I for you in the Outland heaven ǎ Younger martial brother, it was originally said that when he reached the realm of golden immortals, he would be accepted into the cultivation. It was a serious Taoist skill, but he has not seen it for so many years, and he has become a devil! "

After laughing a few times, the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, "it's just to be possessed by the devil. How can someone beat you like this? Tut, the injury to your lower body is really strange! It hurts not only your body, but also your soul. This technique is very strange!"

Old Yuanhua kowtowed in tears and said, "please be the master. The younger generation has been calculated by several shameless young students!"

The middle-aged man glanced, shook his head and said, "younger generation? Not necessarily! I personally rescued you, but someone followed the trace of my hand to shun my most cherished purple heart inkstone..."

He shook his head and smiled bitterly at himself. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "it's really hard for me to investigate this matter. Tangtangtaiyi was stolen by the younger generation of the lower world in front of him. It's spread. I don't have to see anyone again!"

In the hall, an old Taoist priest stepped out slowly. He bowed and said, "Sir, let the disciples do it?"

After waving his hand, Lu Lingjun said calmly, "what are you doing? Now there are no soldiers and horses outside. Don't you think it's too troublesome to board? Someone is calculating a big game of chess. I can't afford to share this weight between the master and your hundreds of disciples. I'd better wait to see the fun and share a share afterwards. If you really get involved, it may be a disaster. Hey!"

The facial muscles twitch a few times, Ling Jun y ī N said in a low voice with a calm face: "you didn't experience it in those years. Every time there was a great disaster in heaven and earth, even Taiyi Da Neng would fall down a lot. The great emperor of heaven was full of death! You couldn't think of the power."

With a sigh, he looked up at the sky u ā Ban, murmured in a low voice, "your master, the master of the teacher, was a famous figure in Shen Tian. He also served as one of the five heavenly emperors in heaven, and the five immortals in the palm of heaven, wind, rain, thunder and electricity. Hey, but in the last great disaster, the great Heavenly Emperor and the five heavenly emperors still died cleanly."

With a slight frown on his brow, Huo Lingjun shook his head and said, "at that time, there were 1897 martial brothers, all of whom were golden immortals with names and surnames. Among them, the eldest and second martial brothers also had their cultivation achievements now. However, the great disaster happened together, but in a short span of thousands of years, the master fell, and the martial brother died only as a teacher!"

After taking a deep breath, Huo Lingjun shook his head and said, "Zixin inkstone has to land on Yuanhua to get it back!"

Many of his disciples were not allowed to speak. With a finger in the hand of Huo Lingjun, the blood è flag wrapped on the ancestor of Yuanhua soared into the air and flew into the hand of Huo Lingjun. With a slight touch of his finger on the flag, he suddenly changed his face: "what a cruel congenital spirit. It's a pity. Who cut it into such a shape? It's a pity!"

His eyes were like electricity, and he swept to the ancestor of Yuanhua. He shouted in a deep voice, "Yuanhua, or the king of the blood sea, well, the true spirit of Yuanhua has been consistent with the residual soul of the king of the blood sea. You are actually one person, and I don't bother to pay attention to this I ǎ Yes. Finally, whether you are the ancestor of Yuanhua, or the king of the sea of blood, or the ancient demon God Li Xuezi, you are my next I ǎ Disciple! "

Old Yuanhua was overjoyed. He hurried forward a few steps, kowtowed repeatedly and said, "I've seen the master, I've seen the master! Please make decisions for my disciples!"

Ling Jun narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky u ā After thinking for a long time, the board nodded slowly and said with a smile, "it's OK to be the master. But you have to rely on yourself! I think the flag is badly damaged, but as long as it provides him with enough j ī If you use blood, you can repair it as before. "

Father Yuanhua nodded repeatedly and said, "master, your eyes are like a torch, indeed!"

Lu Lingjun smiled. He waved the flag back to the ancestor of Yuanhua and said with a loud smile, "it's just right. Now there's a good opportunity for you to act. The Pangu continent is killing corpses everywhere. This is the precursor of a major event. There are many people in muddy water m ō Fish! You just go to Pangea and do whatever you want. If you have the opportunity, it will be good for you! "

Father Yuanhua was stunned. He asked tremblingly, "well, don't beg that guy?"

Ling Jun frowned. He pinched his fingers and calculated for a quarter of an hour. Suddenly, his face suddenly changed.

"EEE hee?"

Lin Lingjun exclaimed, "with my practice, I can't calculate the fate of this son? Even if there are powerful powers to interfere with the secret of heaven, it's just for... Don't beg. According to you, it was just a few years ago ǎ Generation, those powerful secrets are not for him. How can I not calculate his situation? "

He flicked his finger on his knee a few times. He smiled and said, "it's interesting. Has he been stared at long ago?"

After waving his hand, he said in a deep voice, "Yuanhua, you are just a fairy cultivation. I'm making an exception to accept you as an apprentice. You're going to Pangu. Just act at will. Don't beg. You'll worry about it slowly in the future!"

He smiled strangely. He looked thoughtfully at the constantly emerging mountains and rivers on the floor. He muttered in a low voice: "he will definitely go to Pangea. Maybe you will meet him soon!"

Waving his hand, more than a dozen gold fairies glittering with a faint purple gold Ze flew to Yuanhua's ancestors.

He Lingjun refined these gold fairies with Yuanhua's ancestors, tore open the void with a wave, and sent Yuanhua's ancestors directly to Pangu. RA