[Chapter 1789: Plundering the Immortal Power]
Although the old man spoke with confidence, Yang Yiyu was still worried. Would there be any danger after the old man came out of the Qiankun Pot?
Worrying is worrying, but in fact, it has already been done.
Now all he can do is pray that everything goes well for the old man.
The heat and light on his left arm became stronger and stronger, and he knew that the old man was about to start.
“Boom~”
A dull sound sounded in his body, to be precise, it came from the position of the Qiankun Pot on his left arm.
The next moment, golden light burst out from his left arm.
The golden light was dazzling, and Yang Yiyu closed his eyes subconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the golden light on his left arm formed a portal, and a figure walked out of the portal.
A white-clothed immortal with a Taoist style…
It was the person he saw in his dream when he fainted after he first came into contact with the Qiankun Pot.
Master Yun Tianxie.
Exactly the same as what he saw in the dream, elegant and dust-free, like a white lotus that is unstained by mud.
Everyone has a dream of being an immortal in their heart, and the image of the old man at this moment meets his three views.
He is the immortal in Yang Yiyun’s heart.
“Damn old… Master.”
Yang Yiyun subconsciously wanted to call the old man, but he couldn’t say it when he was about to say it. Facing such an immortal who was spotless, Yang Yiyun felt that calling the old man was a kind of blasphemy, so he still called the master to respect him.
“You little bastard, take care of yourself, I’m going to be your master~”
Yun Tianxie, who seemed to be untouched by the world, said a word to Yang Yiyun, which broke the image in Yang Yiyun’s mind.
Bastard, little bastard, idiot, etc. were the old man’s mantras for cursing him, but at this moment they were seriously inconsistent with his elegant image of an immortal.
Before Yang Yiyun could speak, he saw the old man whooshed into a white light and entered the Supreme Palace.
“Old…”
Yang Yiyun shouted, and the old man disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There was a large formation in the Supreme Palace, but there was no movement at all.
“It’s really the old man’s own dojo~” Yang Yiyun muttered.
His eyes were always on the direction of the Supreme Palace. He didn’t know how the old man would recast his immortal body after entering, what difficulties it would have, or whether it would succeed.
After all, he was the master, how could he not worry?
Although he couldn’t help, the old man also said that he could only rely on himself, but it didn’t prevent him from worrying about his master.
Originally, it was thought that recasting the immortal body for the old man would be a difficult task, but now it seems that there is nothing to do, and it can even be said to be very plain.
He just brought the old man to the door of the Supreme Palace, and then he went in by himself.
At this time, Yang Yiyun felt like an ancient escort, just responsible for sending the old man to the designated location and completing his mission.
There is no sense of existence~
Or maybe I didn’t enter the Supreme Palace to help, I always feel a little indebted to the old man, and I also feel that the old man’s recasting of the immortal body is not real, there is no movement, and it is as plain as water.
Just when I thought about this in my heart, the next moment the Supreme Palace changed suddenly.
“Boom boom boom…”
“Boom boom boom…”
“Crack crack crack…”
“Whoosh…”
The whole world changed drastically at this time.
All kinds of deafening sounds came from the Supreme Palace.
Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and even the sound of bells fluctuated…
Thunder gathered above the Supreme Palace, and clouds and mist covered the sky…
The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth broke out on the top of the Supreme Mountain.
At a certain moment, a golden light flew out from the Supreme Palace.
“Woof woof~”
Yang Yiyu’s heart moved: “Wangzai…?”
“Woof woof woof~”
The golden light came from far away, and the next moment Yang Yiyu saw clearly that it was indeed Wangzai.
Wangzai was still alive. He should have been thrown out by the old man in the Supreme Palace.
Although he hadn’t seen him for hundreds of years, Wangzai still recognized him at the first time.
Wangzai was extremely excited and a little sad. He
flew into Yang Yiyu’s arms and cried with sobs…
Yang Yiyu was also sighing. He was very angry when he heard it lightly. Wangzai’s experience over the years should be the most bitter among all the spirit beasts.
Fortunately, he is still alive…
“Woof woof woof… Woo woof…”
The six-eared macaque beside him has never left Yang Yiyu’s eyes, and his eyes are extremely complicated. It is not because of what happened to Yang Yiyu before. Now seeing a spirit dog coming out of the Supreme Palace and crying in Yang Yiyu’s arms, the six-eared macaque also sighed in vain.
Yang Yiyu is at least very good to the demon race, unlike other human races.
Before, Yang Yiyun said that he wanted to be his brother, but Liu Er didn’t agree. But now, Liu Er believed that what Yang Yiyun said was true.
…
Yang Yiyun listened to Wangzai’s suffering and kept comforting him. The communication between the man and the dog was effortless. Now Wangzai has evolved to a high-level spiritual beast. The blood of the Fengyun God Dog has made Wangzai’s blood return to his ancestors many times. Now he has a pair of wings on his back.
Although it is not as good as Diao’er and Xiaofenghuang, it is not bad. It feels that Wangzai’s cultivation strength can reach the Mahayana level. This may be related to his manager.
Listening to Wangzai’s story, Yang Yiyun realized that it was indeed with Zhao Nan and others from the Mountain and Sea Realm to the Cultivation Realm. In order to protect Zhao Nan and others in the war, he was thrown into the cliff by the people of Taixuanmen. However, when he was dying, he met the disciple of Jiufeng Zhenren. After discovering that he had the blood of Fengyun Shendog and had extremely high spirituality, he brought him back to Sanxian Island and gave him to Jiufeng Zhenren.
What happened later was basically the same as what Yang Yiyun heard. In general, Wangzi did suffer a lot, but in order to see his master Zhao Nan, he persisted.
Finally, he stole the elixir of Jiufeng Zhenren some time ago, and his bloodline evolved again and burst out, so he escaped to the Supreme Palace and survived.
However, he was able to enter the Supreme Palace. According to Wangzi, it was a red-clothed lady in the Supreme Palace who saved him. To be precise, when he was being searched by the people sent by Jiufeng Zhenren, he was taken into the Supreme Palace by the red-clothed lady in the Supreme Palace. Otherwise, the Supreme Palace was guarded by a large formation and he could not enter at all.
“Yunzi, retreat, there is a powerful energy that is about to burst in the Supreme Palace~”
Just as Yang Yiyun and Wangzi were communicating, the six-eared macaque behind him spoke.
Yang Yiyun heard the six-eared macaque talking and looked up. Sure enough, in just a few minutes, a huge and boundless thunder cloud was constantly gathered above the Supreme Palace, with lightning and thunder inside, like a huge ball that could explode at any time.
He knew that this must be the noise made by the old man.
The old man didn’t have time to say more. He nodded to Liu’er and led Wangzai to retreat quickly, and stopped at the edge of the white jade square of the Supreme Palace. They
were nearly a thousand meters away from the gate of the Supreme Palace.
“Swoosh~”
“Buzz~”
As soon as they stopped, Liujia Sword followed closely and floated beside them, as if protecting them.
At this moment, a deafening sound rang out from the Supreme Palace: “Boom~”
Yang Yiyun and Liu’er looked at the same time, but saw that the power of thunder was more than ten meters thick, and suddenly rose from the condensation to the sky, reaching the sky.
“Boom~”
At the moment when the thunder cloud covering the sky above the Supreme Palace rushed into the sky, a wave of air flow visible to the naked eye spread out with the Supreme Palace as the center…
Everything was shattered wherever it passed, and the huge white jade ground of the Supreme Palace Square, as well as some carved buildings in the square, turned into ashes in this broken ripple.
Seeing a wave of air coming towards them, Yang Yiyun and Liu’er both changed their faces.
They both felt the powerful force.
“Work together to defend.” Liu’er Macaque roared.
Yang Yiyun nodded quickly, cursing the old man in his heart. There was no doubt that such a big noise coming from the Supreme Palace was the old man’s masterpiece. He didn’t know what it would be like for the old man to recast his immortal body.
But the noise alone was terrifying enough.
He was thinking that the old man’s recasting of the immortal body was too plain, but now it seems that he was wrong.
Just when he and Liu’er were about to defend, the next moment they saw the Liujia sword and the green and red scabbard glowing.
Liujia was unsheathed, and with a buzzing sound, it floated above their heads, and the green and red scabbard immediately transformed again, turning into a man and a woman, standing beside them on the left and right. The green and red halo shone, echoing the Liujia sword above their heads, and suddenly a red, white and green three-color barrier enveloped them.
“Boom…”
In a split second, a stream of air flashed past.
Yang Yiyu only felt the barrier turbulent for a moment, but he, Liu’er and Wangzi were fine.
The turbulent air flow flattened the grass and trees on the edge of the square behind them, turning them into ashes in an instant.
“Boom~”
At this moment, thunder roared in the sky, and the previous thunder broke a big hole in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a colorful beam of light rushed down from the big hole in the sky and entered the Supreme Palace.
Liu’er beside him looked at the Supreme Palace and said in a lost voice: “It’s… the immortal power that plundered the immortal world. Who is Yunzi?”
(End of this chapter)
