Those who are hiding in the dark can't help but attack Emperor Qinghua?

When Wang Sheng heard the news, he was wearing big shorts and a pair of sandals, sitting on his sofa in a daze.

Xilian led Taoist Master Qinglin to come here, so she went to find the network terminal that Wang Sheng had just created a few days ago, and continued to restart her glory of fighting everywhere...

Taoist Master Qinglin, wearing a brand new Taoist robe, is discussing this matter with Wang Sheng...

Qing Lin said: "The news is actually Senior Chun Yangzi, who first passed it to the monks outside the Earth Cultivation World, and these juniors took some special magic weapons and sent it back to this place.

There should be no mistake in this matter.”

"Well," Wang Sheng nodded with his arms, "But how could the person who attacked the sneak attack leave such a crude loophole?

Maybe it was done on purpose?”

Master Qinglin said: "You have not heard the details of this matter yet, and the news sent back is very detailed.

At first, Emperor Qinghua was attacked by the Black Emperor of the Immortal Saint Realm and other powerful people, and was seriously injured;

When Emperor Qinghua got rid of these masters' pursuit, the five mysterious masters suddenly launched an attack, intending to intercept Emperor Qinghua.

These five people really did it, and it is even rumored that there are fluctuations suspected to be activated by the innate treasure..."

Wang Sheng was suddenly a little nervous, "Didn't Emperor Qinghua escape calmly?"

"No," Taoist Master Qinglin sighed softly, his eyes full of sighs, "The way of death of Emperor Qinghua is really amazing.

This is also the main reason why this battle was spread all over the world.

Just as Emperor Qinghua was about to die, he suddenly died of his true body of the soul. The true spirit merged into the great way of death and was resurrected with the great way of death. It seemed that his cultivation was stronger because of this.

I don’t know how mysterious the situation at that time should be.”

Wang Sheng said: "Is the apricot and yellow flag of Emperor Qinghua not by his side?"

"Not here, Emperor Qinghua has appeared in the last few times, and the Xinghuang Banner has never been mentioned."

Eighty percent of the time, the Emperor left the apricot yellow flag next to his senior sister.

The great way to death reverses life and death...

If I kill me, I can still be resurrected. Objectively speaking, this Taoist is really too naughty.

Of course, Emperor Qinghua is fine if he has nothing to do...

"Fox's tail, I finally accidentally revealed this time," Wang Sheng chuckled, "The two dead immortal gods in the Heavenly Court should be able to give some clues to the Immortal Saint Realm."

Taoist Master Qinglin said in a deep voice: "Faiyu, why did you deceive my ancestors?

According to the news from them, everyone outside said that you were plotted by a force named Fengjiu, but we know that Senior Chunyangzi escorted you back.

Could it be that my ancestor... is also an untrustworthy person?"

"This matter is a bit troublesome to explain," Wang Sheng apologized, "Senior, I have the difficulties that I have to do so.

You should not know these things at this time, but I do not trust Senior Wenqu Xingjun.

I am also very grateful to those immortals and gods in the heavenly court who protect me.

But the situation is pressing, so you can only come up with this bad plan.”

"Forget it," Master Qinglin sighed softly and said with a wry smile, "I have been thinking about this for a while.

But in short, this place is also my hometown and the foundation of Shushan Sword Sect.

If you need human hands, just let me know.

You saved my life.”

Wang Sheng smiled and looked at Taoist Master Qinglin, understanding each other.

Next to him, a fox fairy wearing a denim skirt and a slim-fitting long-neck sweater passed by quietly, turned her head and looked at the two "lovely" men, and rolled her eyes in disgust.

Putting aside this, Wang Sheng chatted with Taoist Master Qinglin for half a day, and heard that the Taoist Master had been sighing about the various changes in the world of cultivation and the various extraordinary aspects of modern life.

Master Qinglin used all kinds of objects as magic tools to understand them, and found that at this time, the stars were everywhere in this place;

As for spiritual treasures, they are spiritual treasures.

The driverless taxis running on the streets are indeed considered this ranks.

The most amazing thing is...

This theory was explained clearly by Master Qinglin.

Indeed, the use of artificial intelligence in magic weapons is also regarded as a feasible way to create "pseudo-spirit treasures".

Xilian stared in the study, "You two, I want to order takeout, do you want it?"

Wang Sheng immediately replied: "Get some wine!"

Qinglin smiled and said, "Then, let's just have a few side dishes."

Xilian rolled her eyes and took away Wang Sheng's cell phone, muttering that she was poor and something.

But it can be seen that the eldest sister is actually very happy at this time.

The two of Taoist Master Qinglin and his wife came, which really helped Wang Sheng relieve a lot of boredom;

The two of them talked about the past and the present, and laughed at the world. Wang Sheng revealed the method of raising the sword soul to Taoist Master Qinglin;

The two of them were idle and were pulled by Xilian to form a team to fight in the virtual world together. However, one was the ancients' silence, and the other was the soul that was not reacting in time, and was verbally educated by Xilian.

Because of the arrival of the two of them, Wang Sheng's bored days became much more interesting.

However, as soon as you think of them playing here, the endless starry sky and the undercurrents of the Immortal Saint Realm are surging wildly, Wang Sheng’s heart...

It's just very comfortable.

Finally, I can be a bystander for the time being!

Finally, there is no need to be beaten by everyone as a rat crossing the street!

But Wang Sheng quickly remembered that he actually left two flaws in the endless starry sky.

First, it is naturally the soul lamp that I exchanged with my senior sister, which can directly prove that I am not dead.

This flaw is actually negligible.

The second is Long Likong, who was conquered by him with the Demon Control Art. At this time, Long Likong was as lively as the spiritual sheng in the Qiankun Ring, and it was easy to be suspected.

Fortunately, only a few people such as Yao Yun, Li Shang, and others know about the Demon Control Art...

One day, Master Qinglin, wearing headphones, stared at the shaking figures on the screen, holding the gamepad, and asked in a low voice:

"Faiyu, when are you going to go out again?

Although it is safe here, due to the annual ** formation, this place is a year and a hundred years outside, which is not conducive to your practice."

Wang Sheng smiled, not mentioning that he was accepting the great way of creation, but just said: "Let's be cured when the injury is done."

"By the way, how are you injured?"

"The soul cannot move rashly," Wang Sheng yawned, "Continue to practice. I will play team matches with my elder sister later. It is not good for us to always bet on the cusp of oil."

Taoist Principal Qinglin nodded with a smile and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that this little toy is so interesting."

Wang Sheng:...

It seems that it is time to give the investigation team some advice and build a [Exclusive Anti-Addiction System for Monks].

Such as "You can't play games without becoming an immortal", "You can't watch without forming a golden elixir", "How many days of retreat every year, how many hours of gaming time can you get", etc.

We must effectively regulate the behavior of monks, let monks strive for progress, and become pillars of the world of escorts!

Those bottlenecks...

If you don’t hurry up and practice, why do you have personal entertainment?

"Faiyu! Come out and see!

Xiao Miao is on TV!”

A call from the elder sister suddenly came from the living room. Wang Sheng was shocked and thought something was wrong, so he quickly threw down the handle and rushed out.

As a result, it was just a piece of news that I had known a few days ago, and it has been officially announced.

In the projection screen, his own sister Wang Xiaomiao was holding her arms, wearing a light blue uniform, looking forward, the cloak behind her fluttered in the wind, and the sky was covered with stars above her head.

She raised her left hand and pointed at the starry sky, "Our journey has just begun!"

Behind them, huge shuttle-shaped psychic warships ignited and took off, slowly sailing towards the starry sky.

This is not about going to war, it is just to shoot this simple promotional video and look like it.

Many warships here have just had shells and have not yet equipped with psychic cannons and self-operated moving arrays, but they just charge the number...

"Wow," Xilian's eyes shone brightly, "The commander of the First Spirit Fleet, so cool!"

Wang Sheng also smiled beside him.

My sister is indeed promising. If the Holy Spirit is not me, but Xiao Miao, then maybe there will be another situation now.

The call from Taoist Qinglin came from the study: "Faiyu, your character is almost gone!"

"Here's here!"

Wang Sheng agreed and ran back quickly, and continued to devote himself to the great cause of level construction with Taoist Master Qinglin.

...

In the endless starry sky, on a deserted star on the border of the Northern Heavenly Realm, an immortal palace floated quietly in the sea of ​​magma, but it was extremely cool inside the immortal palace.

Mu Wanxuan woke up while meditating, looked at the life soul lamp beside her, and there was a little helplessness in her eyes.

I don’t know what happened to my junior brother’s injury now.

But the soul lamp of the life soul has not been extinguished, and the flame has long been restored to its original state. This is actually proof that Wang Sheng recovered from his injuries.

The mark on Mu Wanxuan's forehead was already close to perfection at this time, and the true spirit could almost be completely condensed.

"Senior sister, the master is here."

A reminder from Lin Feiyao came from behind, and Mu Wanxuan looked up;

Emperor Qinghua, who was wrapped in a trace of black air, lowered his head and coughed a few times, walked in from the hall gate.

It was still a hundred feet away, and Emperor Qinghua stopped.

His path to death was too powerful, and the path to life that Mu Wanxuan accepted was not stable at this time, and the two paths were inherently incompatible.

Now that we are too close to Mu Wanxuan, it is possible that Mu Wanxuan will be injured.

“How is your practice recently?”

"It's okay," Mu Wanxuan responded in a low voice and greeted Lin Feiyao.

Emperor Qinghua lowered his head and coughed twice, with a little fatigue in his eyes, and said, "I will be in seclusion for hundreds of years later. I was plotted against by Fengjiu's subordinates, leaving secret injuries.

In the past few hundred years, the teacher association has sealed this hall. What do you two have to do with you?"

Lin Feiyao hurriedly said, "Disciple is not needed."

"No," Mu Wanxuan also said softly, but she was a little worried.

Emperor Qinghua was a little moved;

He was in a state of distraction and wanted to find someone to talk to, but there were only two disciples here.

——Lin Feiyao was also accepted as a formal disciple because of her good performance.

"Oh, I just realized why Feiyu was so afraid of Fengjiu. He was afraid that he really had an indescribable relationship with His Majesty.

The two immortals who died at my hands, one was His Majesty's beloved general, and the other was the deputy commander of the Tianhe Water Army.

Their cultivation is not comparable to that of those years.

Behind this, there seems to be a big net that traps countless creatures in the world."

Mu Wanxuan whispered: "Yes."

Lin Feiyao couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Master, if it's really as you inferred before, the Immortal Emperor might be playing a big game of chess, what would you think..."

"What do you think?"

Emperor Qinghua raised his head and sighed, but he had never spoken for a long time.

But then, he smiled helplessly and said softly:

"Because of the death of the Immortal Emperor, everything that the master cherishes is destroyed.

But if this dead person is not dead, then the great way of death of the master should also fulfill him.

This may be the only reason why my teacher can control the great way of death.”

Mu Wanxuan blinked and didn't understand much;

Lin Feiyao breathed a little relieved...
Chapter completed!