Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 163 [Start of the fourth update] Have you ever seen Daoyan Mountain at three in the morning?
Just when the Fire Refining Valley was developing in full swing, the great elder of the Daoyan Holy Land, Master Xuanxiao, came out of seclusion.

"As expected, the injury healed, but the path to immortality was cut off."

There was silence in the retreat room for a long time.

Master Xuanxiao smiled helplessly.

"What was the point of that war? It destroyed our generation's chance to become immortals."

"Now that I have emerged from seclusion, it is time to activate the holy land's protective formation."

Daoyan’s mountain guarding formation!

Unlike other holy places, Daoyan Holy Land is located in an independent space opened up by the fifth generation Holy Lord.

This space is extremely vast, and the holy land could have achieved self-sufficiency long ago, and even had a surplus.

Without permission, Mahayana cannot enter.

Of course, the people inside would not go out unless necessary.

The reason why Daoyan Holy Land closed its doors to the outside world was because they were the main force of the righteous path and the main target of attack by the evil path.

Saint Daoyan and a large number of high-ranking officials were seriously injured and were in seclusion to recuperate. The holy land was closed to avoid being invaded by the demons.

Apart from recruiting a group of disciples every hundred years, the last time someone went out from Daoyan Holy Land was when Elder Qingming took the immortal gold to the Yaochi Festival.

When the ninth morning bell rang out ripples in the sea of ​​clouds, the Daoyan Sect's main hall, hanging thousands of feet in the sky, suddenly fell silent.

The tassels on the jade crowns of the three thousand inner disciples stopped swaying, the pearls on the seventy-two coiled dragon pillars went out at the same time, and even the wind passing through the hall seemed to have solidified.

This is a sign that the space is being confined by absolute pressure—

It is said that Master Xuanxiao's understanding of space is unique among the Mahayana masters. Now I see that it is true.

The disciples' expressions became even more respectful.

Some elders sighed slightly.

Although very strong.

But compared to his peak period, he has regressed slightly. It seems that the damage caused to Master Xuanxiao by the last battle is completely irreversible.

When Master Xuanxiao stepped out from the Tianyuan position, the seventy-two elders bowed their heads at the same time.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Xuanxiao for coming out of seclusion."

Master Xuanxiao clicked his finger and struck the bronze lamp, and seventy-two rays of starlight descended from the sky.

"I've gathered you all today to reopen the Daoyan Mountain Gate. I wonder what the situation has been like for both the righteous and evil forces over the past few thousand years?"

"Everything is safe."

"Ok?"

Master Xuanxiao let out a light exclamation.

Doesn't this fit in with the Demonic Path's usual style of stirring up trouble?
Then I thought about it and it suddenly became clear to me.

Their righteous side suffered heavy casualties, and the demonic side was probably even worse off.
"Anything else major happening?"

Other important things?

Everyone turned their eyes to Elder Qingming. He was the only one who had recently gone out to deliver gifts on behalf of Daoyan Holy Land.

"This"

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Elder Qingming lowered his head slightly.

"Nothing serious happened, except that the Wansan Shop developed a weird gadget called a mobile phone. Last time I went to the Heavenly Demon Territory, I saw at least half of the ten people were holding one."

cell phone?

The elders were puzzled at first, but then they didn't care when they heard that it was developed by Wansan Shop.

"With such a high penetration rate, it shouldn't be a remarkable item."

"What kind of treasure can a furry, horned, wet, and egg-born demon race produce?"

Master Xuanxiao also nodded.

cell phone?

It didn't sound like something high-end, so he looked around and asked.

"I wonder who our current Holy Son is?"

"Xuanyu, who entered the Daoyan Holy Land a hundred years ago, is a rare talent."

"Who is Xuanyu? Come out and let me see you."

The hall was silent.

Then a disciple answered cautiously.

"Son Xuanyu is still cultivating in the back mountains."

"Oh?"

Master Xuanxiao was a little dissatisfied. It was understandable that the Son of God liked to practice, but he didn't even attend the first meeting after he came out of seclusion. Wasn't he too arrogant?
"Some people, relying on their talent to become a Saint Son, think they are great. Little do they know that during the great war between good and evil, Saint Son-level guys died in droves."

Seeing that Master Xuanxiao was somewhat dissatisfied, an elder spoke up to explain.

"Ahem! The Holy Son just broke into the Golden Core stage two days ago, and his elixir has become pure. He should be in a stable state."

Immaculate golden elixir?

"Not bad, worthy of the resources of the Saint Son level."

"In addition to the Immaculate Golden Elixir, Xuanyu also comprehended a strange vision when he broke through the realm - the green lamp illuminates the underworld!"

"Ok!"

Master Xuanxiao's eyes lit up and he said happily.

"Then you are quite talented! You are worthy of being the Holy Son of Daoyan Holy Land. He is in the back mountain, right? I will go and see for myself what this strange phenomenon is all about!"

Even in his time, there were less than one in ten geniuses who could comprehend visions.

Among the nine contemporary holy masters.

Only the Holy Lord of Yao Chi, Li Wanjun, has a very terrifying vision - three thousand immortal souls buried on the other side.

Master Xuanxiao seemed to still vividly remember the scene where the Holy Lord of Yao Chi fought against the Demon Lord.

The boundless blood-red sea of ​​flowers devours all life wherever it goes. The shadows of the dead’s previous lives emerge in every pistil, and the roots are entangled with the remains of immortal artifacts.

When the flower blooms, it plunders the lifespan; when the flower fades, it detonates the soul, forming a closed loop of life and death.

However, the man from the Demon Abyss is even more powerful.
He crossed the sea of ​​red spider lilies, which most Mahayana monks would shudder at, relying solely on his physical strength.

When crossing the sea, not only was he beaten up at close range by the other three saints, Ji Ruoyao was also using all her strength to activate the Qiankun Dream Mirror from a distance, but still could not stop him.

Even now, when recalling that invincible demon body, Master Xuanxiao's soul can still feel the fear he felt at that time.

Think so.

Master Xuanxiao also came to the place where the Holy Son was in seclusion.

Is this the Green Lantern Illuminating the Netherworld? At this moment, Xuanyu was cultivating with his eyes closed.

Behind him, a ray of green candlelight illuminated the road to the underworld. The shadow of an ancient saint sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, and the characters of the scriptures turned into chains that wrapped around the underworld, illuminating the path to reincarnation and rebirth.

"good."

Master Xuanxiao nodded in satisfaction, but he didn't know which one was stronger, the red spider lily or Master Li's?
I just came out of seclusion, maybe I can take Xuanyu to visit the Yaochi Holy Land.
Of course, he is definitely not the kind of person who would go and compete with the Holy Lord.

Just go and ask humbly.

As the only Holy Lord with visions in the contemporary world, just a few words of advice can benefit Xuanyu a lot!
"you are."

As soon as Xuanyu finished his training, he found an old man with an immortal look standing behind him.

"I am Master Xuanxiao, and I just came out of seclusion today."

"Greetings, Great Elder! This disciple has entered the realm of enlightenment, and I was unable to greet him immediately. I hope the Great Elder will forgive me!"

"Hey!"

Master Xuanxiao raised his hand and stopped Xuanyu from kneeling down.

"That's fine. A disciple should always prioritize cultivation. If you choose to miss an opportunity to attain enlightenment just to flatter me, that would be a sin!"

"Thank you, Great Elder, for your mercy."

"How many hours do you usually practice on a daily basis?"

"Except for necessary rest, I will use all my time for cultivation. I have seen the first drop of morning dew condensing on the fairy grass in the early morning, and I have also seen Daoyan Mountain at three in the morning."

Looking at the heroic and hardworking young man in front of him, Master Xuanxiao became more and more satisfied.

He is highly talented and strong, but most importantly, he doesn't have the arrogance of other geniuses.

"Would you like to go with me to the Yaochi Holy Land?"

"Disciple is willing!"

For the past hundred years, Xuanyu has done nothing but practice every day. What child doesn't like to play? He also wants to see the outside world.

Put away the Ascension to Heaven shuttle.

Master Xuanxiao brought Xuanyu to the gate of Yaochi Mountain.

"I am Master Xuanxiao of Daoyan Holy Land, and I have come with the current Holy Son to visit the Holy Lord of Yaochi!"

Master Xuanxiao didn't know if it was his illusion, but he noticed that the two female disciples guarding the gate had expressions of deep disappointment when they saw that the person coming down from the flying boat was him.

how?

I, a great elder of a holy land, am coming to visit your Yao Chi Holy Land. Does that count as embarrassing for you?
"Okay, I'll inform you."

As she spoke, a female disciple reluctantly took out her cell phone, pressed a few buttons while Master Xuanxiao looked puzzled, and looked up.

"Come in, the Holy Lord is waiting for you at Bunny Tea Princess' place."

"Bunny Tea Princess?"

"Over at the Yaochi Holy Land's martial arts arena."

"oh oh!"

After Master Xuanxiao finished speaking, he led Xuanyu into the mountain gate.

Where is the Holy Lord of Yao Chi?
After arriving at the martial arts arena, the first thing Master Xuanxiao saw was the crowded "Rabbit Tea House", which looked like a tea shop.

But I didn’t sense Li Wanjun’s presence?

"Master Xuanxiao, where are you looking?"

"you are?"

"You come looking for me, but you don't know who I am?"

Fu Yuechan crossed her arms and looked at the old man and the young man in front of her leisurely.

???

"I'm looking for your Holy Master. Are you Fu Yuechan?"

"Yeah, it's me. What do you want from me?"

Fu Yuechan glanced at the old man and the child and took a big sip of milk tea.

"I am Master Xuanxiao! When I was young, I followed Saint Daoyan to visit Yaochi and even held you in my arms! By the way, where is your master?"

This old man hugged me?
Fu Yuechan had a disgusting expression on her face, and she felt unwell and dirty.

"Master went to the Great Dream Holy Land to look for Ji Ruoyao. What's the matter? What do you want to talk to me about? Tell me quickly. I'm in a hurry to get there too, otherwise I won't be able to catch up before the Happy Land opens."

"Hiss? Don't look at me like that. I really hugged you. I..."

"Oh!" Master Xuanxiao slapped his head and said, "My appearance has changed a little since then. Look, this is what you looked like when I held you in my arms!"

After saying that, he rubbed his hands together.

The shadow of a heroic, eight-foot-tall, handsome swordsman with eight thin muscles appeared in front of Fu Yuechan.

Wang Defa?
After looking at the shadow and then at the old man, Fu Yuechan's expression became more and more strange.

"It's only been two thousand years. How did you become like this? Were you captured and drained by Zhazhiji of the Cainu Cult?"

"Is such that."

After a conversation, the two understood each other's experiences.

The main responsibility lies with Master Xuanxiao. He didn't even check the position changes in the major sects after coming out of seclusion.

"I was wondering if your Lord suddenly took you all off to the bathroom at the final celebration party. Your relationship is about to be ruined, isn't it?"

Master Xuanxiao's expression was a little embarrassed.

There was nothing we could do about it. At that time, all the resources were severely depleted. If people knew that all the high-end combat forces of Daoyan Holy Land were seriously injured.

It's hard to guarantee that someone from the Holy Land will not pretend to be a "magic path" and do something.
"Let's not talk about that. It's about you. I never thought that a girl who looked so stupid at the beginning could reach the level of a Saint Lord in just over two thousand years. The young are really formidable. The young are really formidable."

Fu Yuechan's face darkened.

This old bitch has been taking advantage of his age and seniority all the time, and it's hard for me to say anything to him.

"Ah, but I have to admit, although you're slow-witted, you're certainly fierce in a fight. Killing five demons in three days really dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's morale!"

"That is!"

"But I still think that with your brain..."

"If you dare say anything bad about me again, you old bitch, I'll beat you up and make you cry, believe it or not?"

"Uh"

Master Xuan Xiao coughed dryly twice, realizing that it was enough. He had already earned enough respect in front of Xuan Yu, and if he continued to pretend, he might really get beaten.

I held the Holy Lord in my arms when he was a child!
This experience is extremely rare in the entire spiritual continent!

(End of this chapter)