West Pole.

A skinny figure in the windy and sandy sky walked step by step.

It looked like it was completely decayed, with no trace of blood visible.

Every step he takes leaves traces in the world, as if the road has solidified, and the place where he is has been completely stripped away from the world, and is incompatible with the world of mortals.

Not knowing what he was pursuing, he moved forward.

The traveler seemed not to notice him at all, and it seemed as if even heaven and earth could not notice him.

Walk silently into the yellow sand.

The wind and sand are gone, the fog is coming, and the ice is covering thousands of feet.

A piece of pure black ice as big as a heart stretches its tentacles.

The dim light flickered, and the figure sitting cross-legged in the black ice disappeared, leaving only an empty shell.

However, even such an empty shell is like the engraving of the great road, lifelike, as if the original terror is still within it.

The breath of icebergs boils to Tianchi.

Tianchi fishermen finally got up.

…

Sighs came from the underworld.

The demons in the Demon Abyss seem to be waiting for the silent demon king to appear.

…

Woo.

The melodious and profound death music was played, and a vast pure land was surrounded by a group of palaces like immortal peaks.

When fairies fly into the sky, gods will take care of them.

The young man wearing a wide-sleeved robe by the Yiyu Yao Pond held the jade slip and sneered: "Is it possible that Cui Jianlu has lost his mind? A little-known monk can be called a great enemy by him."

He threw the jade slip back to the table not far from the edge of the pool.

"What do you think, Brother Xun?"

On the other side, the Holy Lord, who was sitting upright, laughed dumbly and said slowly: "You and I know very well what Cui Jianlu has been planning in the Forbidden Land these years. He wants to use the power of the Divine Lord to fully exert his Tao physical strength, so as to

The past, future, and present are linked together forever, and this is how we achieve enlightenment.”

"The Ancient Immortal Tower is so powerful. If it weren't for the Shangqing Dao Sect, I am afraid that the forbidden land of the Zhengfa God Lord would soon be owned by the Ancient Immortal Tower."

"Everyone knows his temper, so Brother Liu doesn't need to be so angry."

"Hmph, my sect is not easy to mess with either."

Liu Yanghe, who was dressed in white, didn't feel the pressure of Guxian Tower at all, and continued: "But his second news was quite surprising, saying that there is a magic medicine growing in the forbidden city."

"Oh?" Xun Gui, who was sitting upright, narrowed his eyes.

As a prodigy, he has been in the spotlight all the time, but he has only seen the magic medicine once.

That was the sect's support obtained by an old Taoist master with outstanding military exploits in the sect.

It is said that the sect spent a huge price to obtain it.

Having seen it does not mean that you have owned it, it only means that you can see the channels and opportunities to obtain the magic medicine.

However, there are still huge obstacles along the way.

Xun Gui thought for a moment and figured it out, and said with a smile: "He lost?"

Liu Yanghe nodded slightly: "Of course we lost, otherwise we wouldn't have leaked the information about the magic medicine."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Brother Liu, are you going?"

"go."

Xun Gui picked up the wine bottle and said, "If Brother Liu becomes enlightened in the future, the sect will not be stingy with the magic medicine."

Liu Yanghe let out a long sigh: "I can't be ranked in terms of seniority. Even if I am purely based on strength, talent, and contribution to the sect, I am not as good as the sect's seniors. The magic medicine is precious, and once the sect decides to use it,

The recipient is undoubtedly not a prominent figure in the world or a legend from the past."

"Where's Brother Xun?"

"Each other."

"Then let's go to the forbidden land."

"Don't rush."

"Cui Jianlu won't just sell the information to you and me."

"What do you mean, brother?"

"He will definitely sell it to those who need the magic medicine more."

Liu Yanghe said with a normal expression: "The old Dao Lord who is about to die may not even be able to maintain his own realm when the gods and humans are declining."

"Many monks become more and more stupid as they get older. No matter how wise and powerful they were in their youth, they will still be afraid when life and death are approaching."

"The Tao will also become the Tao."

"That's the truth, but we have to guard against it."

"Then completely muddy this deep water."

Liu Yanghe stood up and said: "We don't take it seriously, but there are always people who think that by killing a powerful Tao enemy, they have passed the test of God and themselves, and can go further. Isn't the most famous Holy Lord of Yin and Yang Tao Tianjiao Tianmen?

Chu Xingluo in the Holy Land, it is said that he has to pass on the inheritance of the ancient Sun and Moon King..."

Xun Gui smiled and said: "Then you should also inform Dongxuan Tian."

…

"Is that what he said?"

The figure behind the curtain in the high pavilion stood motionless, and the beaded curtain above her head seemed frozen, not like it was alive.

This person is none other than the emperor of the imperial court, that is, King Hui's brother, Yuan Rong.

Yuanrong's eyes fell slightly.

He had prepared for the worst.

However, after all, this is a matter between gods and immortals. He is a human emperor, even if he is a first-class martial arts master and a top master, he is nothing more than an ant in the eyes of gods and immortals.

"The Yuan family has long forgotten its mission."

Yuan Rong held on to his spirit.

As a warrior who knew some inside information, he felt increasingly powerless.

"Prepare the decree!"

The pen and palm prints on the table were immediately concentrated.

They looked at each other, and they didn't know why the emperor put on such a big show.

Yuanrong, who was under tremendous pressure, suddenly opened his eyes.

"The prince is ordered to set off for Tai'an immediately, accompanied by hundreds of civil and military officials, and the people of the capital will also move away..."

As he was writing, the ordinary eunuch Bingbi knelt down on the ground with a frightened sound, knelt down for a long time, and prayed: "Your Majesty, for such a major matter as moving the capital, all officials should be summoned to discuss it together. Even if it doesn't work, the prime ministers should be ordered to enter the palace."

Not to mention holding the pen, at this moment all the palace attendants fell like wheat.

Yuan Rong said: "Who said I want to move the capital?"

"Not moving the capital?"

The pen and palm prints were at a loss.

Yuan Rong continued: "I will still be in charge of the capital!"

"Your Majesty, you can't do that!!!"

The chief eunuch hurriedly cried: "Old slave, I beg your majesty to think twice. Even if you really want to move the capital, your majesty should leave as early as possible. I and other slaves can stay for your majesty."

Yuanrong shook his head.

"There are some things that only I can do. You can't replace them."

A voice suddenly resounded in the shadows, and then a monk in robes walked out and said, "Your Majesty, please think twice. There are 600,000 households in the capital. This is such a huge number. Once they move away, those monks will be even more

There must be no taboos. If we don't move, we have 600,000 households in our hands to protect the capital."

Yuanrong looked at the speaker with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Kiding people to survive?"

"Wanfa Sect will definitely take care of it."

"Why?"
To be continued...