History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1616. Chapter 1581 Chapter 1580

“That is to say, we have to find a reason for the other party, one that is enough to make them tempted and ask them to temporarily relax their encirclement and suppression of the Tiansu Universe, and even for this to a certain extent ignore the threat that we may gather the Four Swords of Zhuxian.” Xue Chu Qingyan said: “As for the Outer Dao and the Western Pure Land of Bliss, they may not necessarily believe it, but as long as the reason appears to be sufficient on the surface, they will proceed easily and pretend to relax the pressure on us in order to achieve the goal of attracting the snake out of the hole. Effect.”

She frowned slightly: “Such a reason is hard to find.”

Under the Dao Realm, how many of them can be compared to the existence of the Zhuxian Formation?

Not from the perspective of strength, it is rare to consider value from other aspects.

Xu Fei also frowned: “It’s not easy to let Junior Sister Sikong and the others take risks, right?”

For Wuliang Tianzun, the missing piece of Tianyuan Stone is much more important than the piece of Human Yuanshi he is now competing with the future Buddha.

“It’s really compelling, so I have to sell Gao Han.” Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: “The sellers will always sell them. I believe that the sun will understand him.”

Xue Chuqing and Xu Fei both looked at him nonchalantly: “At this time, you are more serious.”

“Well, I don’t need Tianyuan stone fragments. Actually, I have a little idea.” Yan Zhaoge said: “I just need to ask the Wudang Madonna and others for verification.”

Xue Chuqing thought, “Is there some kind of legacy in the Shangqing line? According to what you said earlier, the Yuxu Palace is basically empty, and Biyou Palace is almost the same, right?”

“I haven’t actually been in, who can be sure?” Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly.

He stood up, and went out of the Dandian first, looking at the changes in the clouds in the distant sky: “Anyway, do a full set of dramas, and spend the forty-nine years patiently, waiting for the time to come, and the other party releases the bait. ”

“At that time, we will break off the hook and swallow the bait, or we will be caught with a pole, or we will be caught in a net. It depends on our respective methods.”

Standing beside him, Xu Fei and Xue Chuqing nodded slowly.

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Chenshan and Xinghai, the sky is too simple, the sun is lingering, and the auspicious clouds are endless.

A little golden red flame flew up from the sacred tree of Fusang, rising continuously, and flew towards the ethereal spiritual palace that seemed to be at an endless height in the sky of Tai Sutian.

Li Guangzhiye, the Eastern Palace.

The Dongfu residence of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi is here.

The golden rainbow fire flew into the wild of Liguang, manifesting the appearance of Lu Jian Daojun, came outside the Eastern Palace, did not enter, and bowed to the simple, magnificent, majestic and ancient palace: “Your Majesty, please see where the Palace is. ”

No one answered in the palace, only a bell rang.

Then a wind was born out of thin air at the feet of Daojun Lu Ya, lifted his figure, sent out Li Guangzhiye, sent out Tai Sutian, sent out Chenshan Xinghai, and entered the endless void outside the domain.

Daojun Lu’s figure shuttled in the endless void outside the territory, as if losing the concept of time, and staggering into a fairyland.

In the fairyland, a simple and ordinary palace sits in it.

It is the Palace of Dousiz.

Dao Tong stood at the gate of the temple and saluted Lu Ya Daojun: “Daojun comes from afar, disciples are polite.”

“I wonder if Daoist Xuandu and Daoist Houtu are there?” Daojun Lu Ya asked.

“The little master retreats to make alchemy, and the Houtu empress is in the quiet room for meditation. It was said that if the Daojun visits, she can lead her to see her.” Dao Tong said, leading the way first.

Daojun Lu Ya entered the Palace of Dousie, and followed Daotong to a quiet room.

Indoors, a woman in a Chinese dress sat on Zhang Yun’s bed and saw Daojun Lu coming in. She stood up and nodded and said, “The Daoist is here.”

Just beside her, there was an ancient lamp with colored glaze. The light was mysterious and mysterious.

Daoist Lu Ya entered the quiet room, came to the lamp, and said, “Friends of Daoist Houtu have invited me. I will finish the appointment of the day.”

After all, he has an extra guqin in his hand.

The ancient violin is full of meaning, and the woman in Chinese clothes looks at it, as if to appreciate the changes of heaven, and the mystery is endless.

However, there are only four strings left on the guqin, and the rest are broken.

The woman in Chinese clothes was not surprised by this, she had long known that this was a broken piano.

“The lamp is here. Daoist please feel free to take away the fire demon as much as possible, but this lamp needs to stay in the Palace of Dust, and I hope Daoist will forgive me.” said the woman in Chinese clothes.

“It’s okay, I understand.” Daojun Lu turned his head to look at the lamp.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a flame lit up, born of innateness, profound and profound, like the ancestor of fire.

The light of the Yuxu glazed lamp was not affected, and it still jumped on its own.

But inside the light, at this moment, it seems a bit strange sparks fly out of it, circling and dancing in the light.

Mars is bound by the light and cannot break away.

However, the essence of Taoist Lu Ya’s Innate Lihuo flew out of his pupils and landed on the light of the Yuxu glazed lamp.

The perfect light seemed to open a channel, and the little sparks that jumped in it suddenly flew out of it.

Then Daojun Lu Ya’s congenital liberated fire rolled these sparks and retracted it into his own eyes.

And the light returned to normal again, and the ancient lights still burned quietly in the room, shining all over the room white.

“So, I’ll leave, and ask Houtu fellow Daoist to say hello to Laojun and Daoist Xuandu for me.” Daojun Lu Ya said with a smile.

The woman in Chinese clothes said: “The Taoist gentleman walks slowly and does not give it away.”

No one has to worry about the other party’s falsification in the transaction in the Palace of Touling.

Lao Jun is indeed accustomed to being quiet and inactive, but his existence is enough to suppress the tricks of ghosts.

After watching Daojun Lu Ya leave, the woman in Chinese clothes looked peaceful and brushed her fingers on the four strings of the broken qin.

The Great Master Xuandu appeared silently, saying: “Wait for the last chance.”

The appearance of the woman in Chinese clothes changed, and she restored Yang Jian’s original appearance, nodding and saying, “Yes.”

On the other side, Daojun Lu Ya left the Doust Palace, returned to Chenshan Xinghai, entered Tai Sutian, and landed on the Fusang Divine Tree where he lived.

He took out a red gourd, unplugged it, and then the congenital fire in his pupils, living those spark-like fire demon spirits, sealed it in the gourd.

“Yangwuzi.” Daojun Lu Ya whispered.

A round of brilliant sun appeared from a distance in response, fell on the sacred hibiscus tree, condensed the sunlight, turned into a three-legged crow, came to Lord Lu Ya, and said respectfully: “Old ancestor.”

“Take this, first pay attention to the stars in Chenshan Mountain, but who can touch it.” Daojun Lu said, and handed the red gourd to the three-legged crow.

After receiving the red gourd, the crow replied: “Please rest assured, my ancestors, I will definitely check it carefully.”

“If you don’t have it for the time being, don’t be anxious, just be careful all the time in the future.” Daojun Lu Ya ordered.

“Yes, ancestor.” After a short pause, the three-legged crow said softly: “Old ancestor, that piano…”