Chapter 28 Daoming get out of trouble and forget the dust

Fang Daoming was shocked and was in a trance. He had been in a trance for 60 years. For a moment, he passed by. If it were in the secular world, I'm afraid he would be more than a year old, and his descendants would be full of children.

"Forty years, in a flash," Fang Daoming sighed, "I don't know how the big brother is? What about Qianyu?"

"What a sigh!" Fanling's voice became lower and lower: "I have been trapped here for countless years. For the monks, as long as the yuan god casts and cultivates the immortal yuan god, he will never die. A hundred and a thousand years is also a moment. Not to mention a small 60 years, I can't stand this little time, but also cultivate a fart, and go home as soon as possible."

Fang Daoming smiled, shattered his infatuation, and shouted softly, "Chaotic scroll, devour heaven and earth, collect it!"

The chaotic scroll opened, getting bigger and bigger, covering the bottom of the whole pool and income to the remaining seven arrays.

"Boom!" The ground shook and the rocks collapsed, which had already shocked the disciples of the fairy swordmen guarding the deep pool. The disciples did not dare to go down to find out, so they had to fly to the head of Li Taibai and Taishang Elder.

The seven arrays have entered the ancient scrolls, and Fang Daoming can't help but secretly say that he is lucky. Fortunately, he withdrew the heaven and earth swallowing array first. Coupled with the long time, these seven arrays have lost their power, otherwise it is still uncertain whether they can be received.

The rocks fell on his head, and the mountain peak collapsed. Fang Dao knew that he could not stay for a long time. He shouted the spirit and was silent, so he sacrificed the Great Yu God Hammer, but he saw the appearance of the golden melon, bright and round, and the spiritual light on it was faint, and the airflow rotated. Then he shouted loudly and shook it with all his strength.

One blow to the mountains and rivers, two blows to the rock collapse, and three blows to the cave. The rolling pool of water rushed down, and Fang Daoming fell while collecting gravel.

It was about ten feet thick, and passed in an instant. Fang Daoming quickly blocked the cave with solid stones, covered two large arrays, and sealed the eyes of the earth. Then he recovered and looked at the underground world.

It was dark, and the place was dark. Fang Daoming operated the magic pupil to see everything around him.

The caves are surrounded by stars, and the hidden roads are vertical and horizontal, and the forked roads are chaotic, like a maze. A torrential dark river about ten feet wide, winding forward, I don't know where they come from or where they are going, and sometimes there are dead bones, or monsters probe their heads to examine strange invaders. In the dark, the screams and howls are intermittent, and some weak little insects in mid-air spread their wings and fly, testing from time to time.

Fang Daoming's black flame burst out, burning the fireflies to pieces, screaming endlessly, and no longer dared to approach him.

Fang Dao secretly thought that in the memory of the old loach, the bottom layer of the tower of creation seems to be hidden in the Dragon Emperor's Treasure Tower in the depths of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, but the terrain here is complex, like a maze, and there is no way to the East China Sea.

While Fang Daoming was thinking, he saw a huge old turtle in the dark river under his feet flashing away. At that moment, he waved his big hand, a piece of gas shot out, turned into a big hand, and broke into the river. But when he heard the sound of water, the old turtle had been caught ashore and thrown at his feet.

The old turtle was shocked and inexplicably, and its head, feet and limbs shrank into a hard turtle shell the size of a desktop.

Fang Daoming didn't say much. He sacrificed the big Yu god hammer, gently hit the turtle shell, almost shattered, and then a wisp of divine thoughts into the old turtle's mind.

The old turtle can't speak, but keeps begging for mercy and trembling. Fang Daoming said, "I don't embarrass you. I'm going to the East China Sea and need you to lead the way. If you respond, there are still many benefits. If you don't, hum, ten thousand years of practice may be ruined."

After saying that, he threw the old turtle back into the dark river and floated up and fell on the turtle shell. The old turtle also knew practical things and took Fang Daoming to the East China Sea.

However, it is said that on this deep pool, the demon peak collapsed, and the elders of Xianjianmen were anxious. Some bold people planned to go down to explore, but they were blocked by the five-horned god cow.

"God, how about this? Sixty years ago, we lost the demon tower of Xuanhuang Town. Today, the demon peak collapsed. Could it be the doom of my fairy sword gate?" Li Taibai frowned.

"It doesn't matter. In those years, Lord Jianzun left a message. The blood pool was dry and the demon peak collapsed. It was the day when the ancient fierce beasts and demon gods were all destroyed. It was a blessing for me, the Fairy Sword Gate. You'd better not go down."

Li Taibai and all the elders had to respond, put down the sword array with supreme magic power, and greeted the disciples to go back to the mountain without saying anything.

The mountains in the east pole are vast and reckless. Among the mountains, on the vast ancient road, but when they heard the footsteps, the three of them walked. The first one was Li Mingyang, an outstanding disciple of the Taiyi Sect.

"Big brother, where are we going?"

Behind Li Mingyang is a young man and woman, handsome men and beautiful women, all wearing swords, like sword fairy going down to earth. And the speaker is this handsome man.

Li Mingyang suddenly looked back, looking cold, and his eyes were like lightning: "Burffer, how many times have I said that I'm not a big brother! Miaoke is much better than you on this point.

The girl next to her blushed slightly, but she didn't say anything. Yang Bofu curled her lips and said, "The whole young generation of Taiyizong, you are the strongest in cultivation and the highest prestige. In those years, you won the first place in the fairy conference. Who else deserves the title of big brother?"

Li Mingyang's eyes flashed away, and he left a cold sentence and continued to move forward:

"My leader was asked by someone else. As for who is the eldest brother, you will know immediately."

Yang Bofu and Ning Miaoke looked at each other and quickly followed.

The three of them took a cup of tea and arrived at Zhenxian Mountain.

Li Mingyang sighed: "60 years have finally passed." At present, I secretly read the formula, but I saw the tall and towering Zhenxian Mountain in front of me suddenly transformed into a rune and fell into Li Mingyang's hands.

Both Yang and Ning were shocked, but they heard Li Mingyang shout, "Forget Chenzi, 60 years have passed. I am ordered by the leader to let you out of the mountain."

Yang and Ning were surprised. Could it be that the black hole in front of them was still suppressing the disciples in the door?

There was a muffled sound in the black hole: "I will obey the order of the teaching." A figure came out of the hole, covering his body in a black robe, with long gray hair, messy, gray eyes and withered face. It was the forgetful dust that was pressed under Zhenxian Mountain 60 years ago.

For monks, although 60 years is just a flash, the change of forgetting dust is so great that the long-haired shawl and unrestrained forgetful dust will no longer exist, replaced by a withered and seemingly weak old man.

Li Mingyang was in a trance and asked with emotion, "Wang Chenzi, are you all right?"

Ying Wangchen said, "Mingyang, let me ask you, how was my brother on Xuanyuan Mountain of Xianjianmen?"

Li Mingyang didn't expect that the first thing to get out of trouble was to ask about Fang Daoming's whereabouts in those years. He couldn't help sighing and whispered, "Don't tell you the truth, you were in a coma that day and didn't know the future. Later, the blood pool surged, and the magic flames were soaring. Li Zhangjiao beat the Wanyuan Guizong sword, and even used the treasure of the town, the best fairy artifact world Xuanhuang Town Demon Tower. After the collapse, the blood pool returned to calm.

Ying Wangchen was stunned, and his face was as gray. After a sound, he said in a low voice, "Thank you very much!"

Li Mingyang reluctantly smiled and said, "Let me introduce you. These two are the outstanding disciples of our Taiyizong, Yang Bofu and Ning Miaoke. Brother Yang is taught by Uncle Fengdao Ling. Sister Ning, like you, is taught by Bai Taiyi. Yang Bofu and Ning Miaoke, this is Wang Chenzi, the eldest brother of my Taiyi sect.

Ying Wangchen showed his face slightly: "Brothers and sisters are good at practicing. You should take Mingyang as an example. Don't learn from me and disdain your children."

Yang and Ning didn't dare to say, "Thank you for your advice." Ning Miaoke was even more curious and didn't dare to look at it again.

Li Mingyang broke the embarrassment: "Let's go back and see the leaders and the elders together."

The four people drove away and rushed to Taiyi Hall. On the way, when other disciples saw Ying Wangchen, they couldn't help but be surprised. They all saluted and forgot to salute one by one. Later, they simply covered their black robes and looked extremely low-key.

In the hall, the supreme Tanjizi and the elders were shocked to see the appearance of Wang Chenzi. Feng Daoling was so angry that he scolded Mrs. Tianjue for being cruel and unkind, and completely forgot that the punishment for 60 years of oppression was under Bai Taiyi.

Tan Jizi whispered to stop the Taoist spirit, and then said to Wangchen, "Forgetchenzi, 60 years have passed, can you regret it?"

Wang Chenzi fell to the ground and said in a low voice, "My disciple is deeply guilty. He has been released by the leader's uncle's kindness and repented."

"It's so good." Just now, it was just a scene, and Tan Jizi didn't say much, let alone teach other disciples to take this as a lesson. The words turned around: "After that, you go to your master's place to ask for a elixir and restore your face."

"Yes, thank you, leader."

Tan Jizi asked Ying Wangchen to stand aside for the time being, glanced at the crowd, and then said, "Today, I called everyone here, but there is an important matter to discuss. Zhou Xinghe, the owner of the Xinghe Temple, sent a letter saying that there is an isolated island 3,000 miles away from the East China Sea. Recently, the island has been shining from time to time, and it seems that treasures have been born. However, due to the territory of the Dragon clan in the East China Sea, it is inconvenient for our elders to appear openly, so we want to cooperate with the ten immortals to send a young generation to explore. What do you think?

All the elders were kind, and Feng Daoling asked, "If you get the treasure, which one will it belong to?"

"This is easy to do. You are in charge of the discussion. Whoever's disciple gets it first will belong to the family, so this family will also be responsible for the reward of the magic weapon of the next Immortal Conference."

When everyone heard this, they thought that this was a good way. If they got a good magic weapon this time, it would be good if they could casually take out a poorer quality at the next Xiandao Conference. On the contrary, it would not hurt to throw it out directly, but it was a way to be two perfect.

"I don't know who the teacher is going to send?"

"Well, I plan to send Wang Chenzi and Li Mingyang to take Yang Bofu, Shi Hu and Ning Miaoke, and let the new disciples practice."

Wang Chenzi and Li Mingyang are naturally trying to seize the treasure. You elders have no disinterest in such a decision. At that time, Tanjizi called three new disciples to the front and told him that Shi Hu was a simple and unattractive young man under Tanjizi.

"This time you wait for a group of five people, and you will be led by Wangchenzi."

As soon as Tanjizi finished his words, Ying Wangchen came forward and said, "I am in charge of teaching. I have been thinking about the world for many years, and I am even more unfamiliar with the things in the door. It's better to be led by Mingyang. Please teach Mingjian."

Tan Jizi pondered a little and responded. In addition to Li Mingyang's feelings, other elders and disciples were also deeply convinced.