Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 391 is not important anymore, because... I'm coming!

The Empress opened her eyes.

At this moment, her real body is still sitting in the imperial palace.

The ray of primordial spirit that can be split has already reached the small world of the "Xianmeng".

Hearing the sound of the waves coming from her ears, Zhao Ziqiong was not surprised, her expression was as usual, she just stepped on the cold stone platform, standing on the mountain with her name engraved on it, overlooking the mountains.

With her coming.

A few more figures came one after another.

Passing by the Jiuyue Mountain Lord and the two familiar bodies one by one, Zhao Ziqiong raised her eyebrows:

"Ok?"

"Why are they all great practitioners in the territory of my Great Yan Dynasty, what about the others?"

There was a dangerous color in her eyes.

Then, he looked at the figure that was still standing besides that.

At the top, the seven majestic mountains where the seven saints should have stood have been changed and replaced, leaving only one mountain to climb to the top.

And above this mountain peak, there is a person cross-legged on a stone platform, his face is blurred, from his own perspective, Zhao Ziqiong can only see the title that represents his existence: [Samsara Taoist].

leftover.
It was the one I had never heard of before, looking at the vaguely revealed silhouette, it should be a female cultivator: [Bihai Yuanjun].

"Reincarnation Taoist, Bihai Yuanjun"

"A title I've never heard of, seems to be bluffing, but it may not be a bluff."

"Furthermore, not every member of the Immortal Alliance was summoned for this ceremony. If there is no accident, only my family of Dayan Shenchao should be invited."

"This is the inheritor of [Xianmeng], I feel guilty."

Zhao Ziqiong was not in a hurry to speak, but raised her head slightly, her eyes sized up the 'Taoist of Samsara' unscrupulously, as if she wanted to see the truth through the appearance.

Seeing Ji Qiu who was hidden under that skin, I felt chills in my heart.

"Is this girl Zhao Ziqiong?"

"What a strong sense of oppression."

The members of the Immortal League are secretive, and even if they are in charge, they cannot see the true face of it.

So in Ji Qiu's eyes, he could only see a faintly exposed corner of the red dress on the mountain stone platform that belonged exclusively to the 'Great Yan Empress'.

The rest can't be seen at all, and the other powerful beings invited by him are also the same.

It's just that you don't hear about the person, but about the power.

Like overwhelming mountains and seas, the coercion of a great sun emerging from Zhao Ziqiong's body, even after several mountains, Ji Qiu can still feel it clearly.

That is the horror that is deeply imprinted in the primordial spirit.

Xuan Qingyang's demonic flames were so powerful that it didn't even cause Ji Qiu to feel chills in his heart. It is conceivable that
How strong is this girl now!
It is no exaggeration to say that if Ji Qiu faced her real body now, he might be forced to suppress her once he saw her.

If you don't prove your primordial spirit, there is probably no room for resistance at all.

"Three days after the farewell, you should look at each other with admiration."

"If you don't know each other and pull him in rashly, it will definitely be difficult to deal with the current atmosphere."

Ji Qiu shook his head without wasting any time.

After all, he pulled in the other three people because they were from the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty, and he guessed that they were either Zhao Ziqiong's subordinates or acquaintances.

If Zhao Ziqiong is not suppressed first, with her behavior, I am afraid that she will turn against the guest.

Ever since, Ji Qiu used Yue Wushuang's voice to send a message from his soul in an instant, and it sounded in Zhao Ziqiong's ear:

"Junior Sister, long time no see, how are you doing?"

Zhao Ziqiong was staring at her unscrupulously, but even lifted up her skirt and sat on the cold stone platform, she just wanted to quietly watch this 'Taoist of Reincarnation' speak, and see how divine he really is.

But don't want to.

Unexpectedly, in the ear, I heard a technique of sound transmission into secrets.

The red-soled gilt silk embroidered shoes, made of real dragon tendon and demon phoenix silk as auxiliary materials, were originally swaying slightly under the skirt, but at this moment, they suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, the empress's chest trembled, her beautiful phoenix eyes were startled at first, and then a little dangerous.

She looked directly at the 'Samsara Taoist' above her, and then carefully sized up the silent 'Bihai Yuanjun'. Combined with the recent destruction of Yuheng Holy Land, she seemed to have figured out something in her eyes.

At this time, she wanted to speak.

only.
The Lord of Nine Mountains, however, looked around and broke the silence first:
"[Immortal Alliance] was created by Kaiyang, Yuheng and other seven ancient Taoist monarchs. It has been passed down to this day, and only those who have been appraised by the venerable are qualified to take charge."

"Now that the Seven Sages have fallen to the sky, it has become a consensus that [Immortal League] has no master."

"This fellow Taoist 'Reincarnation', who has received the inheritance of an ancient sage, dares to steal the throne to summon the four directions and hold a Dharma meeting?"

"I don't know. It's the great power of the primordial spirit of the blessed land of Xianshan Mountain. It's better to report the name and surname, and then talk about it, why are you here today? Invite me to wait."

The voice of the Lord of Nine Mountains was steady, and every sentence fell like a rock.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze passed over the figures of the other two in turn, then stared at the mountain where Zhao Ziqiong was, and said:
"Since you only dare to invite primordial spirits within the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty, you are not from outside the realm."

"It's better to open the skylight and speak brightly."

"Things like Xianmeng are of no use if they fall into the hands of idlers."

"And Her Majesty the Empress has swept Kaiyang for thousands of years, and her strength is unparalleled. Even if she is the same soul, she is also a person at the top of the mountain. I can't help but be convinced. If you are in Dayan, you might as well be with Your Majesty the Empress. Cooperation one or two."

"Such a treasure, as Her Majesty the Empress, would not take it away arbitrarily. Wouldn't it be a good deal to exchange useless things for the treasure of Dao protection and the capital of cultivation?"

Hearing such eloquent talk, Ji Qiu looked weird.

Zhao Ziqiong didn't say a word, this person is the body of Yuanshen after all, so he licks so hard?
He didn't even think about why he organized such a small-scale Immortal Alliance Ceremony.

Think about it, right?

However, Ji Qiu hasn't responded yet.

Then he saw the Empress of Great Yan standing up slowly.

"Shut up."

"Stop talking nonsense, get back."

The lazy words were short and light, and spit out from those red lips.

And the Jiuyue Mountain Lord, who was originally talking aggressively, became dumb in an instant just because of these few words.

He frowned, looked at the mountain where Zhao Ziqiong was, and seemed to want to say, isn't this what you just joined the fairy alliance and signaled for me to do it?
just
He looked at it, but didn't get any feedback.

The tall and slender Di Ji stood up in a haze without even looking at him.

After receiving no feedback, the resolute middle-aged mountain owner could only shrug his shoulders helplessly. Although he was unhappy, he did not show any anger.

no way.

Being under the fence, I had to bow my head.

Not to mention that during the expansion of the Shen Dynasty, he hit him at the bottom of Jiuyue Mountain. That time, the empress fought him with the law and agreed that whoever loses will retreat. In the end, he fought back with boxing skills. Since then, as the honor of the holy land, he has surrendered to the rule of the gods.

just one word
The Immortal Fist Master who disarmed and returned to the field lived in seclusion in a small town only three mountains away, at the foot of Jiuyue Mountain, as if he was constantly indicating who his current orthodoxy belonged to.

The disciples of the sect serve the gods because of their practice, and their roots are stationed here.
Does he dare to move?

The Lord of Jiuyue Mountain said that he did not dare to move.

The empress's phoenix skirt, embroidered with gold trim in red, was blowing in the mountain wind at this time, with her sleeves fluttering, and her temperament was graceful.

On that beautiful face, after telling Jiuyue Mountain Lord to stop talking, a smile appeared, and then with deep meaning in his eyes, he looked up:
"Just pretend you didn't hear what you said just now."

"As you said, it's been a long time."

"It's only one thousand eight hundred and seventy-two years."

"Brother Wushuang."

At the end, she bit her lips emphatically, indicating the age limit.

As soon as this remark came out, except for the fact that the owner of Jiuyue Mountain didn't know why.

The so-called 'Undying Fist Master' and 'Yan Linggong' have different bodies at the same time.

Dressed as an ordinary farmer, but with a towering body and an indestructible fist, the man slowly raised his head. Hearing Zhao Ziqiong's words, his eyes flickered, and he looked directly at the so-called 'Reincarnation Taoist'.

As for Lord Yan Ling, the same is true.

As the existence of the two gods on the top of the mountain, the two have high morals and prestige. They are both the elders of the empress. They watched her go all the way and supported her to today. , Walking to the top of this mountain is comparable to the primordial spirit.

The former's surname is Yue, and his name is Yue Hongtu. Lord Yan Ling.

Although Ji Qiu still doesn't know.

but.
In fact, they are already old friends.

"Wushuang?" Saying the name, both of them stared at the same time.

Facing the words that Zhao Ziqiong remembered so deeply, Ji Qiu smiled dryly, but he was a little bit nervous.

He suddenly remembered the last time that year, he hesitated for a long time, and he didn't even go to see the empress in person, he knew she had resentment in her heart.

"I remember it so clearly."

"I'm so sorry."

After finishing speaking, Ji Qiu looked at the Lord of Jiuyue Mountain:

"Fellow Daoist, I did find out about the chance of this thing by chance, but whether the Goddess Empress would want it is another matter."

"If she needs it, she can talk to me face to face, and there is no need for fellow Taoists to convey it for her."

There are more than a hundred mountains and ridges, and only six people stand on the top of the mountain, which is a little empty, and their words echo widely.

After speaking these words, Ji Qiu's face turned serious, and he told Zhao Ziqiong all the things he had discussed with Ao Jing before.

Among them, the reincarnation knife and Li Hanzhou mentioned by Gu Shentong, as well as the current Zixiao being robbed, may be in danger, so I hope that Zhao Ziqiong can take a little shelter for the sake of inheriting Qingweizi's inheritance in the past .

"The matter is roughly like this, and it's all urgent. If it's the former, I hope His Majesty can help with the search a little bit."

After a pause, Ji Qiu sighed:
"The other things that happened are not convenient to tell in this small world."

"If so, Junior Sister would still like to see me."

"At that time, no matter what conditions are needed, I will shoulder them next time."

Facing the series of news that Ji Qiu narrated, Her Majesty's eyes were calm, and there was no obvious emotional fluctuation.

till the end.

When she heard the sentence that no matter what the conditions are, it is all shoulders, the color reflected in the phoenix eyes:

"Is it a burden on one's shoulders?"

There was deepness in the pupils, and the woman finally smiled:
"If so, this is your request."

"Then, I promise."

The two communicated across the mountain, and during the whole process, no one else said a word.

When the discussion that was not like the Immortal Alliance Law Conference ended.

Great Yan Dynasty, at the foot of Jiuyue Mountain.

The first thing Cui Jiuyue, the owner of the mountain, did when he woke up was to go down the mountain.

He crossed three mountain peaks and walked to the foot of the town, just in time to see the tall warrior walking out of the peach blossom courtyard in the east corner of the city.

Previously, this person's Indestructible Fist was introverted, which made people look like he was not the best in the world, and he was no different from ordinary civilians.

But only Cui Jiuyue knew.

During the 50 years that Jiuyue Mountain had surrendered to the gods, Ruo Ruo dared to have any unruly intentions.

Then, this person's boxing will compete with his Jiuyue Mountain's boxing supernatural power.

And judging from the experience of previous recruits.

his winning percentage
It should be one in a hundred.

"Yue Daoyou"

"Who is that Taoist code-named 'Samsara' in [Xianmeng]?"

"The empress of the Shen Dynasty actually called her senior brother. This... I have never heard of that one, and there is such a history."

"Fellow Daoist, can you explain a thing or two to me?"

Cui Jiuyue was very troubled by the incident of Xianmeng.

The Indestructible Fist Master Yue Hongtu was once the pillar of the Great Yan God Dynasty, and he was awarded the bonus of becoming a king, enjoying his luck. He knew the secrets of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the two were close neighbors. , can be regarded as a bit of friendship, so I came here to ask.

Seeing the oncoming Holy Land Mountain Lord, Yue Hongtu's body, which was about to leave, paused for a while.

At this moment, his face was filled with unspeakable emotions, and he couldn't tell whether what he encountered just now was real or not. He just looked towards the far east and opened his mouth:

"The man in the mouth of the empress"

"It's my son."

"As for just now"

"I'm not sure either."

After finishing speaking, Yue Hongtu shook his head:

"I'll talk to you later."

"Now, I'm leaving."

Just as he was about to lift his feet to leave this small town, he suddenly seemed to think of something again, so he turned his head suddenly, and his energy was concentrated on the body of the Lord of Jiuyue Mountain:
"That's right, Fellow Daoist."

"Fifty years have passed, and I must have let go of some of my thoughts back then."

"After this trip, I won't come."

"From now on, Jiuyue Mountain is the Taoist lineage of the God Dynasty, and can enjoy the canonization and blessing of the Yun Dynasty."

"This is what His Majesty asked me to tell you."

"Goodbye."

After the words fell, the fierce aura was withdrawn, the martial artist had been gone for a long time.

Until his breath completely dissipated.

Cui Jiuyue's chill was only slightly vented.

God Dynasty, Imperial Court.

Originally in the small world of 'Xianmeng', Zhao Ziqiong, who had always spoken softly and kept smiling, looked cold in front of her eyes.

"Samsara Knife, Li Hanzhou, Zi Xiao, Xuan Qingyang... so brave!"

"No matter who it is, you can't threaten senior brother."

"And that Bihai Yuanjun is Ao Jing?"

Bang!
With a hammer of Xiuquan, the golden chair made of keel almost cracked.

At this time, the woman was panting lightly with Tankou, exhaling warm air, as if she was venting:

"Why, it's always that dragon."

"But it doesn't matter anymore."

She slowly stood up, and then the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a beautiful smile:
"Because I'm here."

(End of this chapter)