Chapter 580: Preaching in Zixiao Palace
"Who is that person? Have you ever seen him?"
A Taoist in feather robes asked the female fairy who had just walked down from the ascension platform behind him. His eyes fell on Su Yin in the distance. Su Yin was meditating in mid-air, his blood and energy forming a storm surrounding his body. The weather in that area was quite spectacular.
The fairy glanced at him, shook her head slightly, and said, "I've never seen him before. He should be very young, and his realm is not very high. How could he be in the Daluo Immortal Realm?"
The Taoist priest in feather robes smiled and said, "Perhaps he is a descendant of an Immortal Emperor in the Daluo Immortal Realm. Although only Immortal Emperors can ascend to the Daluo Immortal Realm, sooner or later, the Daluo Immortal Realm will have ordinary people."
The fairy didn't say anything else, her eyes were attracted by the Avenue Tree of the Heavens.
The Taoist in feather robe secretly cried out in regret. He then looked towards the Great Dao Tree of the Heavens. The magnificent Great Dao Tree of the Heavens seemed to support the top of the void of the universe, making the two Immortal Emperors feel their own insignificance.
When they first arrived in Daluo Immortal Realm, they were shocked by the Dao Tree of the Heavens, and the pride in their hearts subsided.
They had just stepped into the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm. They were not like the first batch of Immortal Emperors who had ascended to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm and had already reached the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm. Their mentality was not as good as that of the previous great men.
After staying for half a day, they finally set off for the Daluo Immortal Realm.
A few months later.
After Su Yin finished training his body, he landed on the ground and began swinging a wooden axe.
This axe was carved from a branch that fell from the Great Dao Tree of the Heavens. It was extremely heavy, at least Ye Xundi couldn't lift it.
"You've gone mad, you swing the axe all the time, are you going to use this as a weapon in the future?"
Ye Xundi opened his eyes and saw Su Yin practicing with an axe again. He couldn't help but tease him.
Su Yin said without even turning his head: "Of course, the phantom of the previous life that Daozu summoned was so domineering, I want to become that kind of existence."
The phantom of Pangu summoned by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation was believed by the Immortal Emperors to be the appearance of the Taoist Patriarch in his previous life. This rumor had already spread in the world of Shenyou, so Su Yin naturally knew about it.
The figure of Pangu swinging the axe was so domineering that he couldn't help getting goose bumps whenever he thought about it. His body trembled slightly and a fanatical smile appeared on his face.
Seeing Su Yin inexplicably excited, Ye Xundi shook his head.
The younger generation of the New Era is really incomprehensible.
Just at this moment.
A familiar voice sounded in his heart:
"After a thousand years, when the thirty-three heavens are opened, I will preach to the people of Daluo Immortal Realm at Zixiao Palace. Anyone who wants to listen can come."
Ye Xundi widened his eyes with a look of surprise on his face.
Su Yin, who was practicing with an axe in the distance, stopped. He turned his head to look at Ye Xundi and asked, "Senior, can I go and listen?"
Su Yin did not forget his identity. He, the Fighting Immortal Saint, had only come here temporarily to practice and would have to go back later, so strictly speaking, he did not belong to the Daluo Immortal Realm.
Ye Xundi said unhappily: "Since you heard it, then you can go naturally. Do you think that the sentient beings in Taiyi Immortal Realm can also hear it?"
Hearing this, Su Yin was immediately ignited. He roared a few times and swung his axe even faster.
At the same time, there were strong fluctuations of aura in the caves and Taoist temples in the Daluo Immortal Realm, proving that the Immortal Emperors were equally excited.
Inside the Zixiao Palace.
Jiang Changsheng is setting up the Taoist temple. The inner space of Zixiao Palace can change freely and can even evolve into a small world. He recalled the Taoist temples he had visited before, and he wanted to create the most magnificent Taoist temple.
The space inside the Zixiao Palace is constantly changing, sometimes the starry sky is brilliant, sometimes the sky and sea are beautiful.
Mu Lingluo made suggestions from time to time, and Jiang Changsheng listened carefully.
It is worth mentioning that, during this sermon, the Immortal Emperors tacitly did not publicize it in the Divine World, and the same was true for Bai Qi and others.
…
In a dark abyss, the Xuxin old ancestor who had previously forced his way into the Senluo Wanxiangtian support formation was meditating and recuperating from his injuries, with dozens of stone tablets standing beside him.
Above his head, above the abyss, was a magnificent sea of stars, dotted with countless stars, with streams of light passing by from time to time.
A figure descended from the sky and landed next to Ancestor Xuxin.
The old man Xu Xin didn't even open his eyes and snorted, "Are you here to laugh at me too?"
Under the shining starlight, the visitor was a handsome man in purple clothes, with his hands behind his waist and an indifferent expression, like a king looking down on his subjects with scrutiny.
The man in purple did not answer, but just looked down at Ancestor Xuxin quietly.
After a while.
The old man Xu Xin opened his eyes, looked at the man in purple, and said in a deep voice: "What exactly are you doing here this time?"
The purple-clothed man said expressionlessly, "Recently, a new force has appeared in this void. First, Dao Yan Yan Sheng fell, and now you are seriously injured. Why didn't you pass on the information?"
When Ancestor Xuxin heard this, his face darkened and he said, "Because you are too curious. This is also Zhenshu's fault. Zhenshu's greed and impulse outweigh his reason. Now the three great sects are fighting each other. I don't want to involve a fourth party in the fight for the vitality of the Great Dao. Moreover, my actions are just personal. If Zhenshu takes action again, then the hatred will deepen."
The man in purple snorted coldly, quite dissatisfied.
Old Ancestor Xu Xin sighed and said, "That guy is very strong. Except for my Lord, no one can touch him. Or the Pivot Saints of Zhenshu will go out together to besiege him. Do you think Zhenshu has the courage to do so? Moreover, if you suspect that he is the one who killed Jian Du Yansheng, then if Zhenshu offends him again, Xuanming will become the only one he can win over. If the situation changes from offense to defense, are you willing to cooperate with Daoyan?"
"How is that possible!"
The man in purple flatly refused. He couldn't keep calm when Daoyan was mentioned.
He hated Daoyan so much.
Xuanming and Zhenshu joined forces to deal with Daoyan, not just because of the vitality of the Dao. The vitality of the Dao had already been obtained by Daoyan. Even if they won the fight, the vitality of the Dao had probably been used. They just used this excuse to destroy Daoyan.
The purple-clothed man frowned and asked, "Is that guy really that powerful?"
Patriarch Xu Xin nodded and said, "He is strong, not weak. His origin is mysterious, and he is definitely not from one of the three great transcendent sects. If he came from other realms, he would be even harder to provoke. The world is a place where the strong prey on the weak. No one knows what terrifying existence is hidden in the void. How many arrogant transcendent sects have been broken up because of offending unknown existences. You will not forget this, right?"
The purple-clothed man's expression became increasingly ugly.
Ancestor Xuxin closed his eyes and said no more. His complexion became ugly again and his body gradually turned into stone.
He is going to sacrifice his life again!
Seeing this scene, the purple-clothed man frowned even more. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Then you should take good care of your injuries and put this matter aside for now."
After saying that, he disappeared on the spot.
The old ancestor Xuxin then turned into a stone tablet, his soul emerged from it, and re-condensed his body.
Every time he sacrificed his life, his breath would become weaker, and at this moment he no longer had the momentum he had before to break through the formation.
…
The millennium is approaching quickly.
The thirty-three heavens opened wide, and one by one, the Immortal Emperors flew across the clouds, passing through the heavens one by one, and arrived in front of the Zixiao Palace.
Bai Qi stood at the door, looking at the Immortal Emperors with a smile. The Immortal Emperors waited in front of her until the door opened.
Fairy Xiaohe flew over, Bai Qi saw her and immediately waved, saying with a smile: "Xiaohe, come over here."
Xiaohe Fairy immediately walked up to her and raised his hand to salute.
The other Immortal Emperors were already used to it. Everyone knew that Xiao and the fairy were protected by Our Lady of Fuyuan. In fact, every Immortal Emperor had received help from Our Lady of Fuyuan, so they all respected her very much.
The atmosphere in front of Zixiao Palace was harmonious, at least on the surface.
The Taoist Master Bi'an looked at the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas and said with emotion: "It seems that Daoist friend has already stepped half a foot into the realm of Daluo?"
The leader of Kunlun also looked over. He had always regarded the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas as an opponent. Of course, it was a benign one, as they sympathized with each other.
The ancestor of all Buddhas shook his head and said, "The realm of Daluo is so difficult. I have to practice more."
Watching the conversation between the three top powers, the Immortal Emperors with lower cultivation levels were listening carefully, wanting to learn some secrets of Daluo from them.
Su Yin stood beside Ye Xundi, communicating with him through voice transmission, asking Ye Xundi about the identities of the powerful people present. Every time he heard a name, he became excited, as they were all mythical figures.
Ji Wujun and Yu Yanyize looked at Xiao and the fairy, and their intuition told them that this woman was not simple.
The Sword God was like a wooden stake. He didn't look at anyone and closed his eyes to rest.
Although these people have not reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, no one dares to look down on them. Now in the Daluo Immortal Realm, there are those who are not Immortal Emperors who are more terrifying than Immortal Emperors. After all, the creatures enlightened by the Immortal Emperors are still in the stage of ignorance and are not qualified to listen to their teachings.
When no more Immortal Emperors arrived, the gate of Zixiao Palace suddenly opened, and a strong light burst out, shining on Baiqi, Xiao and the fairy in front of the gate.
The familiar sound of bells rang out from the Zixiao Palace, making the Immortal Emperors feel as if they had arrived at a divine realm.
"Everyone, please come in!"
Bai Qi rolled up his sleeves and said, then turned around and entered the palace with a dignified manner.
The audience followed closely behind.
Xiao and the fairy walked behind Bai Qi and couldn't help but think of an old friend. It would be great if he had become a Taiyi Golden Immortal so that they could listen to the teachings here together again.
She knew all the Immortal Emperors in the Daluo Immortal Realm, except for Fellow Taoist Changsheng. However, when she mentioned the name of Fellow Taoist Changsheng, the expressions of some of the fellow Taoists became a little unnatural.
After entering the Zixiao Palace, the seekers walked on a brilliant stone avenue with colorful rays of light flowing on both sides. The background color of the space was purple, making this place look dazzling and mysterious.
All the seekers were attracted by the rays of light on both sides. They actually saw their past selves in the rays of light. Figures seemed to be walking side by side with them at the other end of the rays of light.
Xiaohe Fairy also saw her past, which made her a little dazed.
The stone steps fell into silence. Except for Baiqi, all the seekers were immersed in their own past.
Bai Qi was secretly curious, what kind of magic did the master use?
Although the ancestor of all Buddhas is highly skilled in Taoism, he is also deeply trapped in the trap of his master. If his master wants to kill him, he will definitely not even have a chance to fight back, right?
The reason why Bai Qi thought this way was because the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Buddhas had already established himself as the second person in the Immortal Path, and she was also afraid that someone would betray her master after the Immortal Path became powerful.
