“…… I finally understand why you won't put these two famous swords in your storage bracelet. "Dare is not purely for decoration.

"Qingsi and Zhaoying were people I trusted very much when they were alive, and they were also my friends, so I have no reason to put them in a small and dark space." We have feelings.

"Putting this matter aside for the time being, is there a way for you to let us leave successfully?" Jun Mad sighed helplessly.

"No problem." The Divine Phoenix Phantom raised its wings, "If you don't practice the Nine Xuan, I'm afraid there's really nothing you can do." ”

"What do you mean......"

"Yazong's mastery can reach the heavens, destroy the vanity, and restore the peace of the world. Have you forgotten? ”

Hearing this, Jun was stunned: "But this ......" uses Xuan Li here, I'm afraid it won't be long before it can be supported.

"That's what you Terrans like to think only about yourself." After saying that, the Divine Phoenix Phantom drilled back, and the meaning of this was too obvious.

"Forget it, probably one song can still support it." Jun was frantically obsessed.

He is the emperor of the mortal world, the co-master of all ethnic groups, living in Yangjing, access to the way of heaven, since the high priest's palace was burned down overnight, he was temporarily replaced by the emperor of the people, and it has not changed for tens of millions of years. As a descendant of the blood of the Grand Priest's Mansion and the current emperor, it is natural for him to assume the position of priest.

Only a true high priest can develop the Yazong mastery to the extreme.

"Little—" he shouted at the flying boat, "you all take a closer look, especially Jun Qian. ”

"What are you doing—" Huo Jiujian echoed from afar. He immediately beckoned Jun Qian and Qin Xiao to come to him, and let the little halberd stand on his shoulder.

Jun Mad has no intention of explaining. His Polar Domain can't interfere with the changes in this place, which means that this illusion is even more powerful. In the years that Shenhuang has passed, from the end of antiquity to the present, he may have weakened a little, but even so, his domain still can't interfere.

The invincible posture of the Shenhuang back then can be seen.

He meditated, abandoning all distractions, twisting his right hand lightly, and with the movement of his wrist, a delicate handwriting appeared in the air. Jun Mad seemed to have a pen in his hand, and the handwriting flowed everywhere he passed, and with a wave of his long arm, his wrist flipped, and the surrounding scenery began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The original white snow-capped mountains were covered with greenery, and in an instant, the entire iceberg was covered. But the spring and the sketch of the pen and ink can only affect the square inch of land, and only one or two icebergs are affected by it, and as far as the eye can see, it is just a touch of green in the pale patches.

Jun sat on the ground wildly, and the handwriting in the air began to burn, turning into fly ash little by little, and being carried away by the wind and scattered everywhere. Trees grow, flowers bloom, springs murmur, birds singing and flowers. There is a light and soft music flowing, suddenly tactful, suddenly tense, Jun crazy ten fingers plucked as if there was really a guqin in his hand.

The sound of the piano flowed around with the man's warm voice, floating in the air. Sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched. I can't hear what I'm singing, I can't even remember the tune, I just think it's good.

It's intoxicating.

The little halberd had already turned into a human form, lying on Huo Jiujian's shoulder, looking out, a very heavy obsession appeared in his eyes.

"Hey! Wake up! Huo Jiujian poked at each of the three of them.

As the greenery continues to expand, the singing continues, but the three of them are addicted to it and can't extricate themselves. Only Huo Jiujian, who has a high level of cultivation, can stay awake.

Jun Mad seemed to have stopped playing, and landed in front of the shuttle flutteringly, snapping his fingers.

"Wow! What happened to us just now? The little halberd was like an empowerment, and he trembled.

"What a beautiful singing, the gentleman sings so well." Qin Xiao's face was full of intoxication, and his full sense of happiness was even more beautiful than the expression that Jun Mad had ever seen before.

"Great God! Please take my knees! Jun Qian has no place to be ashamed. The astrolabe in his hand is varied, but he thinks that he lacks imagination and blindly pursues lethality, ignoring the most basic usage of this thing, and sticking to some very direct effects, making it unable to work.

After seeing Jun Mad in a row, he realized something, knew that he was only lacking, and naturally found the direction he needed to work on.

Seeing this, Huo Jiujian smiled: "You guy, don't forget your fans anytime and anywhere." ”

Jun Mad lifted the ban on the surface of the shuttle, and let them see this rare scene.

The four of them felt the brightness of the sun, and could even smell the aroma of plants and trees, and heard the song of hundreds of birds, only feeling comfortable physically and mentally.

"I didn't expect you to be so strong." Jun Qian had to convince him.

"Well said." Jun Mad only smiled slightly, "This is Yazong's mastery, the soul of singing, and the charm of painting." I sing a begging song, and I don't know anything else. After a pause, he added, "Still, it's a bit reluctant for me. ”

"That's your modesty." Huo Jiujian patted him on the shoulder, and as soon as he touched it, he sensed that something was wrong.

Jun Mad's body was trembling slightly, and it seemed that it was very difficult to even stand. A sign of excessive consumption of Xuan power, he is still holding on.

"Don't you have anything in your hands that can replenish your power?" He couldn't help but be a little worried about whether the Xuan Power of the Monarch would be able to hold on until the time when the greenery covered the entire area.

"It's fine." Jun Mad smiled reluctantly, his face was not very good.

"Your Majesty. Is this also the patent of the Xuanzong Sect Master? Little Lori asked curiously.

At this time, it was difficult for Jun Mad to stand alone, so Huo Jiujian took the initiative to act as a commentator: "Do you understand the so-called Xuanzong? ”

Qin Xiao nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Jiuxuan Nachuan, Zhou Yuan restarts; Hundreds of boats compete for the stream, and the life is endless. The halberd echoed, "It's for Xuanzong." ”

"Xuanzong accepted the way of a hundred schools, and then developed nine independent systems according to the tendency of the Heavenly Dao, that is, the nine divine gates." Huo Jiujian said, "The so-called Xuanmen Sect, the model of the world's monks, is just a false name created by the outside for the sake of pursuit, this thing has never been cared about by the previous Xuanzong sect masters, and naturally they will not ask the disciples to ...... with this example standard."

The so-called Xuanzong is just a sect, but Xuanzong is blessed with unique gifts and is recognized by the way of heaven, so it has become the most powerful sect in the Six Realms, and because the emperors of all dynasties were born in Xuanzong, they are all sect masters, so that Xuanzong will become a hidden sect, secretly guarding the peace of the entire mortal world.

The existence of Xuanzong does not flaunt the existence of any rules, and the people of Xuanzong infiltrate any place in the Six Realms, but they never stand out. The people only know the nine gods, and there are only a few who really know Xuanzong.

Even among the monks, Xuanzong is just a symbol, if they do business, or even select outstanding talents, all they can think of is the Nine Great Divine Sects.

(End of chapter)