Me: "Uh...... I won't discuss this anymore. What is the name of this magic weapon of mine? ”

Xiaofeng glanced at me: "What is love called, and what does it have to do with me?" ”

Me: "How about calling it a golden hoop stick?" Now compared to the golden hoop stick, although the level is still a little worse, but when I refine one hundred and eighty Dao weapons, this stick can also become a Dao weapon. Sooner or later, one day, it can even become an artifact, which is definitely a hundred times stronger than the golden hoop stick. ”

Xiao Fengjiao snorted: "Golden hoop stick? I think it's called the silver hoop stick. ”

Me: "Which silver?" ”

Xiaofeng glanced at me and gritted her teeth: "Pervert!" Which silver, don't you have a point in your heart? ”

I laughed.

Surprisingly good mood.

I thought I was going to die, but once again, I was in a desperate situation.

That's right, I'm not a god yet. When I became a god in the flesh, it was like a big dream.

However, Nuwa Niangniang's miracles, just the creation of Changgong, is enough to make me go against the sky.

In time, when I refine the Dao weapon into my body, and even the Star Luo chessboard, the Hong Desolation Ding, and the Chaos Ancient Tree into my body, at that time, who can compete with me?

I couldn't stop there.

Xiaofeng pouted and looked at me, and said, "Okay, don't be shy, hurry up and find a way to get out." In the mother's bedroom, trapped for 20 years, you don't want to save the snake charm? ”

That's right, you have to hurry up and get out.

I got up, and the strength of the young phoenix had recovered, although this place could not release divine sense, but it was still possible to soar through the clouds.

It took a day to explore the barren land at the bottom of the cliff.

Except for the tomb of Changgong, there is no special place.

The magic weapon of long-term refining or something, it doesn't exist here.

We were going to go back the way we came, but what happened next left us completely confused.

100 meters upwards is the range shrouded in white fog.

We can't get in!

Made, in other words, we have come out of the enchantment of the mother's dormitory.

There's no going back.

Mu Xi and the others are still trapped inside, how can it be done now?

Just when we were at a loss, all of a sudden, a thousand meters to the right, there was a bright light. A wormhole appears here.

Order of the Nine Realms!

The breath of the Nine Realms Order.

A figure stumbled out of the wormhole and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The Order of the Nine Realms is in the hands of Tutu.

At the bottom of the pyramid, when I became a god in my physical body, I took an unknown flower from the center of the diamond galaxy, recast her body, gave her the Nine Realms Order, and escaped.

Bunny?

However, when I stood in front of this girl with Xiaofeng, my brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

It's not a young phoenix.

A familiar person.

Yan Bingbing!

That's right, it was Yan Bingbing in the original Eight Ghost Hunting Families.

The Xuannu who fought with the young phoenix for thirty-three days back then, but because she helped me as a demon, she was hostile to the immortals of the heavenly court, and then fell off the cliff with me, and then reincarnated Yan Bingbing in the mortal world.

How could she have the Nine Realms Order?

Without saying a word, I immediately grabbed her wrist and injected a creative elemental force into it.

Yan Bingbing woke up slowly.

She looked up at me, "Is that you?" ”

He looked sideways at the young phoenix and snorted coldly.

The two girls obviously don't deal with each other.

Xiaofeng also sneered: "I can really see you anywhere." ”

Yan Bingbing ignored her and said to me, "Save Tutu quickly." ”

Me: "Where's Bunny?" ”

Yan Bingbing: "Next to Fuxi Mausoleum, on the White Turtle Pond." ”

The Nine Realms Order is mine, and if Yan Bingbing can come in, I will naturally be able to get out.

The surging immortal power and the extinguishing yuan power in the body, the creation of the yuan force into energy, and the Nine Realms order to open the way, but something that made Lao Tzu depressed appeared. Not to mention teleporting, not even a whirlpool has formed.

How did Yan Bingbing get in?

I was about to ask her, but Yan Bingbing didn't say a word, grabbed the Nine Realms Order, and waved his bare hand in the void, and in an instant, a wormhole formed, directly devouring us into it. The next moment, it had been teleported outside Kunlun Mountain.

Fuxi Mausoleum is in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

Fu Xi is one of the three great gods of Honghuang's preaching, and of course he will not die.

The so-called mausoleum is nothing more than a heritage treasure.

Fu Xi and Taihao painted gossip back then, wrote the Book of Changes, there are horses in Longhu, and the pond raises white turtles, this dragon horse and white turtle hide the essence of the real gossip and the Book of Changes.

Now those who cultivate immortals and practice the Tao, the so-called gossip is also called gossip? It's just hilarious.

The real gossip can predict the fortune of the heavens, can count the gods, and can deduce the future for hundreds of millions of years, and there will be no mistakes at every moment.

As I walked forward, I asked Yan Bingbing, "Why are you here?" ”

Yan Bingbing: "I'm not the only one here, but also on Mount Meru's Qianmozun, the Nine-Tailed Zun, the Wuxin Zun, and the Changge Venerable, all here." Ye Qingcheng, the master of the Immortal Gate, brought us here. ”

I frowned: "Ye Chengcheng? Can she enter the miracle of the mother? ”

Yan Bingbing: "That's right. She seems to have reached some kind of agreement with Qianmo Zun, Wuxin Zun, and Changge Zun, and the Nine-Tailed Zun, the city is unfathomable, and she followed them in. ”

Me: "What about you?" ”

Yan Bingbing frowned: "Ye Qingcheng brought me here, I'm afraid there is only one purpose. I can use the Order of the Nine Realms! I don't know why. And, without the need for energy, Ye Qingcheng gave me the Nine Realms Order, which made me think of you in my heart, and sure enough, it was teleported to your side. ”

I was confused.

Well, I'm not surprised that someone else can use the Nine Realms Order.

This Nine Realms Order, although the first life belongs to me, I have never refined it.

Anyone who inputs enough energy can use it.

However, Yan Bingbing was just an ordinary Immortal Emperor now.

With this kind of cultivation, how could she have urged the Nine Realms Order?

What's even more amazing is that she doesn't need energy at all, and with a direct wave of her hand, the Nine Realms Order will naturally open the way.

And as long as you think about me, you can teleport to me.

Sub-Olympic ......

This Nine Realms Order couldn't have been Yan Bingbing's originally.

Otherwise, you see that now, the Nine Realms Order is flying around Yan Bingbing's body, not to mention how cheerful it is, but for me, the old master, he doesn't want to see him at all, and he doesn't get close.

I have many, many questions in my mind.

But at this moment, there is no time to ask carefully.

We are fast, Fuxi Mausoleum, has arrived.

It was a huge tomb.

It is dozens of meters high and covers an area of one acre.

Well, the tomb of the dignified god is only a few tens of meters high, and it definitely can't be considered big.

However, the mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual.

Around the tomb, there is a dragon lake to protect each other.

The lake is divided into southeast and northwest, the East Lake is full of lotus flowers, the West Lake Jiulong stone carvings play in the water, the South Lake koi fish gather, the North Lake has almost dried up, only a small puddle with a radius of 100 meters remains, there is sludge everywhere, and there is not even a small fish.

Next to the mausoleum, there is a clear pond with a radius of more than ten meters.

However, this pool of water is different.

Xuanqing Qi is condensed, the water surface is rippling, and those lines are actually hexagrams of their own. However, no one can understand these hexagrams.

This is the White Turtle Pond.

By the White Turtle Pond, there was a group of people standing cautiously next to it, a group of women, and an old monk.

I took a look, this old monk turned out to be the master of the unabstained little monk back then, the old bald donkey who harassed the female donor everywhere under the guise of exorcising demons and demons for the female benefactor.

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