Legend of the Great Sage - 1676. Chapter 1673

On the central axis of the Vientiane City, there is a majestic hall with a height second only to that of the Tianshu Tower, and a large group of buildings on the mountainside. It is magnificent and magnificent. The Tianshu Tower has a tendency of surging clouds from the bottom up, but this building has a state of prestige from top to bottom.

If Vientiane Buddhism is compared to a country, a country of practitioners, Vientiane City is the capital city, and this building is similar to an administrative center such as the “Forbidden City” and “The Senate”, which is responsible for handling all affairs in the city or in the country. The name is “The Palace of Truth”.

As the name suggests, it is the palace of true disciples. The Vientiane Sect is also governed by true disciples, and its status can be imagined. All internal affairs of the sect must be dealt with here, including disputes between true disciples must be reviewed here.

In the true biography hall, in the main hall, a female monk was frowning and struggling to write.

She is dressed in a luxurious purple dress, her black hair is coiled high and stacked like a cloud, and her skin is as white and tender as snow. She is a rare beauty in the world. But he looks solemn and polite, has a dignified and noble temperament, and has the demeanor of a queen.

The nine-foot-long case in front of her happened to be located on the central axis of Vientiane City and even this True Transmission Hall.

It is the third senior sister “Dai Mengfan” who is in charge of the Palace of True Biography.

Because no matter who is the senior elder brother, she is the third elder sister, so she is revered privately as the “eternal third elder sister”, or jokingly called the “wannian elder third” by other true disciples.

If the “big brother” is the king of a country, he is in charge of the army and conquering the Quartet. Then she is the prime minister of a country, who manages everything every day, no matter how big or small, she handles all the internal affairs of the sect.

“Senior Sister. The true person Qingyang of Qingyang View wants to see you.”

A female disciple crept in and said softly. Maybe it’s because of the busy work. Recently, the temper of the third elder sister is getting bigger and bigger. It seems that she has changed herself. In the past, she was gentle and kind, talking and laughing, very considerate to everyone, but not angry , I dare not offend. And now all the subordinates are cautious when they see her, and they don’t dare to breathe.

“not see!”

Sure enough, Dai Mengfan didn’t look up, his tone was full of impatience.

In a flash of thought, all the information of Qingyang View—origin, development, status quo, the names and cultivation of the suzerain and the main disciples—is all in my grasp, and I immediately come to a conclusion: What kind of shit, Qingyang, can’t survive five times in three thousand years. The old waste of the robbery.

However, his “Ling Xiaozi” and “Miao Mako” are worth recruiting, especially the Miao Mako, who is said to have soared up from a very small world. In just a few decades, he arrived at the beginning of the foundation. Jindan peak.

Because of the thin aura in the small world and the difficulty of ascent, this kind of person is generally very talented, xinxing, and good fortune, and she is also a female monk, which is worth paying attention to.

If it’s normal, she might call to take a look, but she’s not in this mood now.

Recently, there are more and more people of this kind. They refuse to join Vientiane Sect properly. They think that they are some unconventional masters who want special treatment, and all of them bother her.

But considering the image of Vientiane Sect, he added: “Go entertain it! Be tactful.” Special treatment is impossible. Vientiane Sect does not lack a disciple, let alone a so-called genius.

“Yes.” The female disciple led her away.

Dai Mengfan’s brows furrowed tighter, his eyes were erratic, he was struggling to write, but his attention seemed to be completely off the book table in front of him, but thinking about something else——

In fact, no matter how difficult the affairs are, it is not difficult for a Yang Shen monk to handle them. She can surpass the so-called wise men among mortals who think hard for three days and three nights with a single thought.

Her real distress, in fact, is the same as the real person Qingyang, it is the imminent catastrophe of heaven and earth.

She is higher than the real Qingyang, closer to the “sky”, and can see more things-she has smelled the blood of war, and even the rancid smell of death.

With her talent cultivation base, she had always had the opportunity to become a “big sister”, but the “kingdom” had to preside over the conquest of the demon realm. It is precisely to stay away from the war that she has always been a “prime minister” with peace of mind. She Dai Mengfan is arrogant and expensive. She practiced hard for longevity, but not to fight the demons.

However, there are some things that she can’t do no matter how clever she is. Once the heavens and the earth are catastrophic, the true immortal can’t protect herself, let alone a mere monk of the sun god.

Not to mention that at the moment Yinghu Yaoxing was born, a true fairy had already fallen. The average practitioner may not be able to distinguish the difference between the gods and the three thousand worlds, but she can do it.

At that time, she watched the star burst through the sky and fell to the earth after bursting into bright light. In her maddening mind, everything in her memory seemed so slow, it was falling inch by inch.

And in the depths of the dark sky, a red star suddenly shining brightly. Make her have a nightmare all night.

She has changed since then. Panic, anxiety, and catastrophe-in a flash of her thoughts, there are also fools among mortals, thinking hard for three days and three nights but unsolvable troubles-like a gambler who owes a loan shark, tomorrow the creditor will come to the house and bring it back With a dozen thugs, she couldn’t even get a penny.

The atmosphere of the entire Vientiane Sect also changed. Guihai Lingzun closed the Tianshu Tower, no longer reading any books, and no longer seeing anyone.

The true disciples unanimously began to practice desperately, or collected magic weapons to prepare for the catastrophe. More and more small and medium sects want to merge into Vientiane Sect.

What’s strange is that Nine Heavens has fallen into silence instead, and the stars seem to be shocked by the demon stars, and for a while, they don’t know how to react or have any deeper plans.

Therefore, with humans and immortals as the boundary, the practitioners below are disturbing and making a living, just like the ants before the torrential rain, climbing up the tree as much as possible. But the immortal emperor above was completely silent, stingy and refused to give a will, and gave a brief explanation to the red star that appeared in the sky, not knowing what he was planning.

In this complication and silence, it seems that an invisible string is tightening. At the moment of collapse, everything in front of me will collapse.

And there was a faintly bad premonition that tortured her. It seemed that something bad would happen to her very soon, and the worst part was that she could not confirm that it was just a normal panic or that it was true.

You can only try to hit your thoughts on the work in front of you, and absorb a sense of control over your destiny. Fenbijishu’s right hand pulled out a series of afterimages, filling up sheets of white paper like a printing press. Just when she felt that she was about to succeed, the female disciple walked in again and interrupted her thoughts immediately.

“What’s wrong?” There was a hint of anger in the voice.

“Senior Sister, Qing Yang has a female disciple, who is said to be the deceased of the senior brother.” The female disciple said tremblingly.

Dai Mengfan stopped writing and looked up, “Really?”

“He said so.”

“Let them in… wait, I’ll see you!”