Leisurely cultivating life

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"If you don't give it a try, how do you know it won't work?" Yu Li was eager to try.

"Didn't that boss give us a way to contact him, and report our plan."

"Then try?!"

"Try it!"

……

woohoo~~~

Between the sky and the sky, Gu Sheng stood on a lone peak, overlooking the boundless land.

At this time, a stream of light came from outside, and finally stopped in front of Gu Sheng.

"Player..."

Gu Sheng looked at Chaoge, and in the depths of his eyes, endless information was constantly flowing.

In an instant, Zong Han's and Yu Li's plan, the possibility of success, the possibility of failure... all came to mind.

"This matter, I promise."

As soon as the words fell, the flowing light disappeared without a trace, and at the same time it carried endless treasures of heaven and earth.

"I hope you guys don't let me down."

Gu Sheng's eyes were calm, but he became a little interested in the two chess pieces he picked up casually.

……

Journey to the West.

Danfang, an old Taoist who was adding fire to the pill furnace suddenly felt a sense, and then called a boy and said: "You have practiced with me for many years, and now you have the power to protect yourself. You can go to the Great Shangtian to experience it. At that time, if someone who claims to have lost his soul comes to you, you can accept him."

The boy was shocked, and said repeatedly: "Little boy just wants to be with the master for the rest of his life, and he doesn't want to practice."

"Go."

Seeing this, the boy could only say: "Little boy, take orders."

The old Taoist waved his sleeve, and a ray of light fell into the acupuncture point between his eyebrows, and said: "Take this dharma talisman to protect yourself. If you encounter a big enemy, sacrifice this thing, and you will be able to escape."

Once the boy bowed again, he bid farewell to the old Taoist, left Journey to the West, and turned to Dashangtian.

"This Gu Sheng..."

After the boy left, the old Taoist lowered his eyes, and countless "accidents" flowed through his mind one by one.

In the end, they were rejected one by one.

You can't just come in and give people a surprise, how can you attract people like this.

Forget it, let's wait.

……

Not to mention the Conferred God Realm, an undercurrent began to flow indistinctly, and the East China Sea at this moment was filled with murderous intent.

Outside the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, the water is glorious and the waves rise and fall.

Countless fine and dense script scripts, golden, shining, grand and vast, connected together, continuously united the water and air spirit veins all around and the mighty power of the East China Sea in the dark.

At this moment, in a magnificent palace, it is paved with gold and jade, inlaid with glass, and an unspeakable spice is burning in the green copper tripod.

The one in the middle is a young man with sharp edges and corners, sitting upright on a precious couch.

Qing Liao and Hao Mao sat next to each other with a calm posture.

The three of them looked at the precious mirror in the center. In the light of the mirror, the situation outside was illuminated. There were golden restraining magic circles all around, and the sphere of influence of the heavenly court was shrinking sharply.

Looking at it now, in the place where the Heavenly Court is located, there are faint figures coming and going.

"They're almost overwhelmed."

Qing Liao said: "It won't be long before we can trigger the power of prohibition to enter, completely breaking the arrangement of the heaven here."

God is pitiful, how long Qing Liao waited for this moment, and how sad he was, he spared no expense to invite a young master from Longting who is said to be his cousin.

After the battle with Fu Ji, Qing Liao has grown a lot, and he no longer thinks he is the top of the younger generation.

The young man in the middle opened his pupils on his forehead, and inside he could see the fine and dense text of thunder, twisting and twisting, like a crystal thunder dragon, interpreting all phenomena of thunder and all kinds of birth and death. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Well , if there is no interference from outside forces, it should be so, but I am watching the changes in the sky, and I am afraid there will be changes."

"It should be the rescuers that Fu Ji brought here."

A gleam of coldness flashed in Qing Liao's eyes, with a murderous look on his face. If there hadn't been this incident, he would still be the top of the younger generation, and he wouldn't be so mature.

He doesn't want to mature, the price of maturity is too high.

This Fu Ji is really annoying.

The young man lived on the high platform, with the majesty of a brilliant world, suppressing all directions, and said unhurriedly: "Although I can't figure out the specific situation, but I can sense that this generation is menacing and difficult to deal with, we must arrange well. "

"No mistakes."

Speaking of this, Hao Mao was full of confidence, and his eyes shone with brilliance.

"With the elite you brought, plus our army here, set up a net, just wait for him to bring people."

"That's good."

The young man nodded, sat calmly, and said calmly: "Then let's wait and see."

At the same time, in the Dragon Palace, Yan Yuanjiang and his younger brother looked outside to observe the enemy's situation.

Yan Yuanjiang stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the situation outside, his brows frowned.

At this time, the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, the changes in the sky are not good for us."

Yan Yuanjiang frowned into knots, remained silent for a while, and said after a while: "Counting the time, the reinforcements from Fellow Daoist Fu are just a few days away."

The middle-aged man shook his head, sighed, and said, "I really didn't expect that we would come to this point. I am ashamed of the Heavenly Emperor."

Yan Yuanjiang also sighed. He was also uncomfortable. The reaction of the Dragon Clan was beyond his expectation and beyond his ability to handle it.

The two brothers and sisters stood on the high platform, neither spoke anymore, each had his own thoughts.