History’s Strongest Senior Brother

One Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty. A Broken 4-String Zither

"In other words, we have to find a reason for the other party, one that is enough to make them tempted to temporarily relax their encirclement and suppression of Tiansu Universe, and even ignore the threat that we may gather the Four Swords of Immortal Killing to a certain extent." Xue Chu Qingyan said: "As for outsiders and the Western Pure Land, they may not necessarily believe it, but as long as the reason seems sufficient on the surface, they will follow suit and pretend to relax the pressure on us in order to lure the snake out of its hole. Effect."

She frowned slightly: "It's hard to find such a reason."

Under the Dao realm, how many existences can rival the Immortal Killing Formation in the past and present?

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

Xu Fei also frowned: "It's better to let Junior Sister Sikong and the others take risks, right?"

To Infinite Heavenly Lord, the missing fragment of Tian Yuan Stone is much more important than the fragment of Human Yuan Stone that he is currently competing with the future Buddha.

"We have no choice but to sell Gao Han." Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "Those who sell people will always sell them. I believe the old man who respects him, Sun Yao Yang, will understand."

Xue Chuqing and Xu Fei both looked at him with both laughter and laughter: "At this time, please be more serious."

"Okay, even if we don't use the Tianyuan Stone fragments, we actually have some ideas." Yan Zhaoge said: "I just need to ask the Wudang Holy Mother and the others for verification."

Xue Chuqing heard the words and thought thoughtfully: "Is it some kind of relic of the Shangqing lineage? According to what you said before, Yuxu Palace is basically empty, and Biyou Palace is probably about the same?"

"I haven't actually gone in, so who can be sure?" Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly.

He stood up and left the Alchemy Palace first, looking at the changes in the clouds in the distant sky: "Anyway, let's do the whole show, patiently spend the next forty-nine years, and wait for the opportunity to come, and the other party will release the bait. "

"At that time, it will depend on whether we break the hook and swallow the bait, or we will be caught with a pole, or we will catch them all in one catch."

Xu Fei and Xue Chuqing stood beside him, both nodding slowly.

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In Chenshan Mountain and the sea of ​​stars, in the Taisu sky, the glow is lingering and the auspicious clouds are endless.

A little golden red fire light flew into the air from the Fusang Sacred Tree, rising continuously, flying towards the misty spiritual palace that seemed to be at an endless height in the sky of Taisu Sky.

Li Guangzhiye, East Palace.

Donghuang Taiyi's cave residence is here.

The golden rainbow fire flew into the fields of Liguang, manifesting the appearance of Lord Lu Ya, and came outside the East Palace. Before entering, he saluted the simple, grand, majestic and ancient palace: "Please tell me the location of Tushita Palace, His Majesty the East Emperor. "

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

Then a gust of wind emerged out of thin air at the feet of Daojun Lu Ya, lifting his figure and sending him out of the Liguang Wilderness, out of Tai Sutian, out of the Chenshan Sea of ​​Stars, and directly into the endless void outside the territory.

Daojun Lu Ya's figure shuttled through the endless void outside the territory, as if he had lost the concept of time and landed in a fairyland in a trance.

In the fairyland, a palace with a simple and ordinary appearance is located.

It is the Tushita Palace.

The Taoist boy stood at the entrance of the palace and saluted Taoist Master Lu Ya: "Master Taoist has come a long way, so disciples should be polite."

"I wonder if fellow Daoist Xuandu and fellow Taoist Houtu are here?" Daojun Lu Ya asked.

"The young master is refining elixirs in seclusion, and Empress Houtu is cultivating in a quiet room. I once said that if the Taoist Lord comes to visit, he can be led to see her." The Taoist boy said and led the way.

Daojun Lu Ya entered Tushita Palace and followed the Taoist boy to a quiet room.

In the room, a woman in gorgeous clothes was sitting on Zhang Yun's bed. When she saw Dao Lord Lu Ya coming in, she stood up, nodded and said, "Master Dao is here."

Next to her, there was an ancient glazed lamp. The light was mysterious and mysterious.

Taoist Lord Lu Ya entered the quiet room, came to the lamp, and said, "Fellow Taoist Houtu invited me, I will come to fulfill my appointment that day."

After saying that, he had an extra guqin in his hand.

The piano is full of ancient charm, and when the woman in fine clothes looks at it, she seems to appreciate the changes in the way of heaven, which is endlessly mysterious.

only,

There were only four strings left on the guqin, and the rest were broken.

The woman in gorgeous clothes was not surprised by this, she had known it was a broken piano.

"The lamp is here. Dao Lord, please help yourself. You can take away the fire demon, but this lamp needs to be kept in Tushita Palace. I hope you will forgive me," said the woman in gorgeous clothes.

"It doesn't matter, I understand." Mr. Lu Yadao turned his head and looked at the light.

There seemed to be flames lighting up in his pupils, which were born innately, mysterious and mysterious, like the ancestor of all fires.

The light of the jade-like glass lamp was not affected, and it was still dancing on its own.

But inside the light, it seemed like strange sparks were flying out of it at this moment, circling and dancing in the light.

Mars is bound by the light and cannot escape.

However, Daojun Lu Ya's innate Lihuo essence flew out of his pupils and landed on the light of the Yuxu glazed lamp.

The perfect light seemed to open a passage, with little sparks jumping inside, and suddenly flew out.

Then Daojun Lu Ya's innate fire rolled up these sparks and took them back into his own eyes.

And the light returned to normal again, and the ancient lamp light was still burning quietly in the room, illuminating the whole room in white.

"With that, I will take my leave and ask fellow Taoist monk Houtu to say hello to Laojun and fellow Taoist Xuandu on my behalf," Taoist Master Lu Ya said with a smile.

The woman in gorgeous clothes said: "Master Dao, please go slowly and don't see me off."

In transactions in the Tushita Palace, no one has to worry about the other party committing fraud.

It is true that Laojun is usually quiet and inactive, but his presence is enough to suppress the evil tricks.

After watching Lu Ya Daojun leave, the woman in gorgeous clothes looked calm, her fingers brushing across the four strings of the broken zither.

The great master Xuandu appeared silently and said, "Wait for the last opportunity."

The woman in gorgeous clothes changed her appearance and restored Yang Jian's original appearance. She nodded and said, "Not bad."

On the other side, Lu Ya Daojun left the Tushita Palace, returned to the Chenshan Star Sea, entered Taisu Heaven, and landed on the Fusang sacred tree where he lived.

He took out a red gourd, unplugged it, and then the innate fire in his pupils passed through those spark-like fire spirits and sealed them in the gourd.

"Yang Wuzi." Lu Ya Daojun called softly.

A brilliant sun appeared from afar, landed on the Fusang sacred tree, gathered its sunlight, turned into a three-legged crow, came to Lu Ya Daojun, and said respectfully: "Ancestor."

"Take this, and pay attention to the starry sea of ​​Chenshan first, whether there is anyone who can touch it." Lu Ya Daojun said, handing the red gourd to the three-legged crow.

After the crow took the red gourd, it responded: "Please rest assured, Ancestor, I will investigate carefully."

"Don't worry if there is nothing for the time being, just keep an eye on it in the future." Lu Ya Daojun ordered.

"Yes, Ancestor." The three-legged crow paused for a moment, and said softly: "Ancestor, the zither..."

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