Chapter 839 Everyone is busy and full of drums

Tongtian Small World.

In the void, Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, stepped on the colorful auspicious clouds and stood proudly in the void.

The sleeve of his right robe was a casual swing, and a golden light rushed out of it and fell at his feet. Yes, it's the feet, just like that the place under its feet is not an empty void, but a substantial ground.

This golden light fell on this void, just like a boulder, slammed into a quiet and waveless lake. In an instant, there were endless ripples, like a tide, constantly rippled in all directions. Soon, these ripples extended the void of thousands of miles.

Moreover, these ripples did not fade away and disappear because of the disappearance of the initial golden light, but solidified like the essence, solidified on the plane of the void. Not only this, there are countless different sizes, and mysterious and very tattoos suddenly appear, all of which are imprinted on this plane, just like a picture.

When the ripples were completely cured, the sleeves of Zhong Yuan's right robe were shaken again. A five-foot-long, four-finger-finger-wide, straight-like white-bone sword appeared, straight under his feet, the source of the ripples. At this time, he said loudly, "Taoist friends, Fuxi's innate gossip array has been completed. Take your own disciples with you, take your place!" As soon as Zhong Yuan's words fell, the time stood up, and auspicious clouds rose to the sky, and the people from all walks of life sat on them. Some disciples are more than a thousand, such as naked religion and Western demon religion; some are big cats and kittens, such as the sky blue god Ji Fan and ape Taoist. However, no matter what, these people all set up a position and flew to their own positions according to the arrangements arranged in advance.

When the people and horses of the Tongtian League flew up to the sky, the Fuxi innate gossip map seemed to be a phantom that did not exist at all, and it was easy to pass. However, when they flew by, they immediately condensed and manifested, just like the ground, allowing these monks to sit on it without any magic power.

This time, hundreds of thousands of monks have gone through all directions. However, everything seems to be orderly and not in a hurry. In just a short time, all the monks settled on Fuxi's innate gossip array. All of them can close their eyes and keep silent, just like an old monk.

The clock also sat down, facing the white-bone sword.

His hands were like light and electricity, and he quickly played countless tricks. At that time, there was a loud sound, and a long dragon rushed out of all the nodes of Fuxi's innate gossip array, and the scales and claws were all alive. These long dragons were all transformed by mana, like ten thousand dragons roaring back to the nest, rushing to the location of the central white-bone sword of the innate gossip array.

The white-bone sword doesn't seem to be big, but in the face of this mountain-like mana dragon, it does not refuse to come. On the body of the sword, with a flash of light, it swallowed them all in.

At the same time, Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, also cut his wrist by himself, used his own blood as a bow, condensed into runes, and branded the white bone sword.

That's why, in the past 20 years, the resources owned by Zhong Yuan have still not even reached the realm of the top of the earth immortals. Because most of his own blood has been poured into all kinds of treasures and refined incarnation. If others do this, not to mention that their cultivation will continue to improve, if there is no oil and the lamp is dead, it will be a great thing.

However, Zhong Yuan has no regrets about this. Although he also believes that his own cultivation is important, all kinds of conditions have made him unable to do this at all, but can only follow this quick method to improve his combat effectiveness. All of this is necessary.

In his opinion, only the extremely powerful and invincible combat power in the world can ensure his true and reassuring practice. Judging from the current situation, this day is not far away. Therefore, when sacrificing the seventh incarnation, he used the blood in his body and was not stingy.

The sound of the dragon's chanting is like a tide of the ocean, rising one after another, endless.

Such a vision, if it is in normal times, there must be countless people watching, but now, in this small world, there is no one. Because all the monks are participating in the sacrifice of the seventh incarnation of Zhong Yuan.

Mount Emei, Ningbi Cliff.

"Thank you very much for talking about the seniors! I, the Emei faction, will never forget to talk about the great kindness of my predecessors!" Miaoyi, a real person, talked to the fairy about Wuchen and bowed deeply and saluted.

"All right, you don't have to be so polite. You are all my nephews. I should try my best to help you!" The fairy talked about the infinite satisfaction in Wuchen's heart and said with a smile, "You can use these spiritual materials and elixirs, don't be stingy. Everything is based on the increase of the combat power of the immortals.

In these three years, I will try my best to supplement it for you.

"Thank you for talking about the seniors!" The ascetic head thanked him, and then said, "I don't know if Xinru Shenni and Tianmeng Zen Master have responded to the matter of helping us the Emei faction resist the two elders of the wilderness?"

"Yes, did they agree to talk about the seniors?" Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming and Xuan Zhenzi also followed closely.

"Don't worry, they have all agreed!" The fairy talked about Wuchen and immediately replied, "However, this is their last concession. They only promised to take action for the Emei faction again, and then they had nothing to do with the Emei faction. Therefore, this time, you can only win and not lose. After losing, not only do you have to rely on yourself, but I'm afraid that there will be more enemies and stronger!"

"Talking about seniors means that Buddhism will defect after doing this wall view?" The ascetic head was the most alert. At the first time, he heard the meaning and asked at that time.

"It's not that I will defect later, but that I'm already defecting." The fairy said, "The white-browed Zen master broke with Tianmeng Zen master and led almost half of the Buddhist monks to stand on the side of the Tongtian League. Although he has not officially joined the Tongtian League, it will not be far away.

If not, the resources I brought this time would be at least 70% more!"

"White-browed Zen Master, I should have thought of it a long time ago!" Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming heard it like this. At that time, he unconsciously said to himself, "As early as many years ago, he already had this tendency. It's just that we haven't paid attention to it!"

"Hmm" The head of the ascetic heard the words, but he snorted coldly and said, "Unately, he was still the best friends of the teacher. At the beginning, the teacher also lent Ning Biya to him to be the Taoist court for a hundred years. He turned his face. Unexpectedly, such a decision

Although Xuan Zhenzi has never opened his mouth, his face is also quite ugly. Obviously, his heart is also full of atmosphere.

In this way, the fairy can't help but feel sad about it. Because he found that it was not unreasonable for more and more friends of the Emei School to gradually leave Emei and alienate Emei. Because the Emei School is like an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, only allowing others to give to it, not to mention the reward, but not to pay, it seems to be guilty.

At this moment, a question suddenly came up in the heart of the fairy Tan Wuchen, "Is it right for me to help the Emei faction like this? Is it worth it? In the future, if the Emei faction gains power again, will they be so respectful to me?

Thinking of these, that is, time, my heart was originally full of endless mental strength, vowing to help the Emei faction rise again. Suddenly, that heart, most of it was missing, without the previous enthusiasm. Because he has fully understood that the Emei School is the most decisive and ruthless sect.

However, in spite of this, I think of the "insult" to Zhong Yuan, the leader of the Tongtian League. Talking about Wuchen is even less interested in joining the Tongtian League. Moreover, in his opinion, the Tongtian League is in the Ming Dynasty, the Emei faction is in the dark, and the probability of the Emei faction winning is at least 90%. In this case, not to mention joining the Tongtian League, it is a little flustered to give up the help to the Emei League.

"It's just to take it as the last face for the real person with long eyebrows. This time, after helping the Emei faction, I no longer paid attention to this worldly affairs and practiced it with all my heart!"

The changes in the fairy's heart of Wuchen are naturally not peeped by Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming and others, so they still unconsciously express their dissatisfaction.

At this time, the fairy talked about Wuchen and said, "Well, what the white-browed Zen master did is not appropriate, but after all, he is different from a lonely person like me, and he also has to consider the countless Buddhas of Buddhism. Zhong Yuan, although he has always flaunted himself for benevolence and righteousness, he really has no mercy at all. He is also helpless!"

Hearing this, Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming and others did not say much, but there was still a lot of indulence on their faces. Seeing this, the fairy didn't wait much to talk about Wuchen, and after saying a few scenes, she left.

After the fairy Tan Wuchen left, Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming immediately ordered, "Shen Tuhong, go and knock on the golden bell and gather all the monks of my Emei faction!"

"Brother Qi, you are" ascetic, immediately heard and asked.

Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming smiled indifferently and said, "Brother, we have been refining the immortal puppet so carefully. Aren't we just worried that those two seniors know and don't want to help us again? Now, they have made it clear that they will help us again and go their separate ways. What else do we have to worry about? Naturally, the monks of the school were gathered together, open and upright, and made every effort to sacrifice the immortal puppet!

After all, the combat strength of the immortal level is the most important thing. Their practice can be slowed down!"

"That's right!"

"It's reasonable!" ( To be continued)