The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Zhao Hanfeng looked down at the jade tablet in his hand, and said in a low voice.

"We thought that she could turn evil into good luck, but after 37 years, fourteen big cracks were suddenly added to the jade tablet. We are afraid that her body will be destroyed, her soul will disintegrate, and only her soul will remain."

If the soul does not have the soul as sustenance, it will only become weaker and weaker. The halo on the jade tablet has been fading and disappearing for a hundred years. Zhao Hanfeng can only speculate that she is full of vitality, but she is always suffering.

And as a master, he was unable to help, which really made him feel depressed.

But Zhao Hanfeng's thoughts were deeper than Zhao Qingtang's. The little apprentice has never been traced or whereabouts for more than 200 years, and the soul breath in the jade card has never been completely extinguished.

If you really rely on the power of your own soul, it is naturally impossible to maintain it for such a long time, and it must be supported by external forces.

Maybe blessings and misfortunes come, and they depend on each other.

With Helian Jiucheng Daoming part of the story, Zhao Hanfeng is more willing to believe that she will not cut off her life from then on.

Now that Pei Xihe is far away from Tianxu Shenzhou, maybe it is her chance?
The time is not heavy, the flowers are not in the sun, now 270 years have passed, the movement in Xiewang City has become more and more loud, even with the Tianji Palace guarding them, it is difficult for them to restrain themselves.

The great catastrophe predicted by the ancestors is about to come, and the rash actions of Xiewang City are just a precursor to the catastrophe.

If they can't survive this catastrophe, then for Pei Xihe, being able to leave Tianxu Shenzhou is also a source of hope.

Zhao Hanfeng looked at the silent Zhao Qingtang, the wrinkles all over his face moved, and said.

"The catastrophe is coming, and the choices you make are all reasonable. As a teacher, you never ask how you grow up. You can choose whether to leave or not."

Today's Zhao Qingtang has experienced more than 200 years of time precipitation, and under the stack of fairy crystals, his body is already full of fairy spirit. After washing his body, he is no different from the spiritual beings in the fairy world.

Therefore, four years ago in 210, he went through the thunder calamity of crossing the tribulation realm and became an earth immortal for nine calamities. After practicing for more than [-] years, he ushered in eight or nine thunder calamities and became a Mahayana master.

Now Zhao Qingtang is already at the peak of the middle stage of Mahayana, and he is only one step away from entering the late stage.

If he is willing, there is still a part of the cultivation resources left by Pei Xihe, knowing that he has entered the late stage after decades of retreat, and with the help of these resources, he will be [-]% sure to hit the Heavenly Wonderland.

And Ba Yuan has become a fetish, and the Yiyuan Dao lineage has great combat power, and it may not be impossible to win against the ninety-nine thunder calamity. If he can ascend, the catastrophe will naturally not affect himself.

Zhao Qingtang knew what Zhao Hanfeng meant, scratched his head, and smiled.

"Master, I was picked up by you since I was a child, don't you know what kind of temper I am?"

"You have your persistence, and I have mine."

The gloomy look in Zhao Hanfeng's eyes dissipated a little, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was never the same as before.

He remembered that when he saw Zhao Qingtang back then, it was summer and the green hills were dyed green, and by the edge of a river pond, Zhao Hanfeng picked up the little baby. He was accepted as the first disciple.

It is a disciple, but also like a parent and child.

His eyes were a little wet, and he smiled: "Okay."

Zhao Hanfeng flipped the jade tablet away, as long as it wasn't completely shattered, it meant that the little disciple still had a chance to live.

He lowered his eyebrows, sharpness flashed in his pupils.

"Stupid,"

"Ghost-eyed Qianchan appeared in the area where Penglai is located, and seems to be hunting monsters like dragon snakes."

"And there is also a message from the three demon kings of the demon domain."

Now that Zhao Qingtang has also been seated in the Tianji Palace, he naturally knows the message from the Demon Emperor.

There was some murderous look in his resolute eyebrows.

"The snake clan and the dragon belonged to the demon realm, and they were all attacked by evil cultivators."

"Master, can you guess what this evil city wants to do?"

Zhao Hanfeng's previously moved expression dissipated, and he glanced at him.

"The masters in the entire Tianji Temple have never guessed it, but I can guess it, your master?"

"You can only take one step at a time."

"Grandmaster Penglai is exactly that old woman back then. Although she is a late Mahayana late-stage girl, her foundation was damaged in the early years, so she is quite afraid of Qianchan. Now that you have become a grandmaster, although you have old grievances, you still have to rely on us. A line of combat power."

There is no eternal enemy in this world.

At the beginning, the two masters and apprentices split a fairy mountain in Penglai, almost cutting through the source of their blessed land, and became enemies with each other.

But a hundred years ago, they learned about Pei Xihe and Jiu Xi's experience in the Demon Realm, and after Jiu Xi returned to Penglai, he didn't experience any resistance or changes, so they knew that their attitudes were slowly changing.

Those changes were originally due to Pei Xihe's celestial demeanor, so he softened his attitude.After Pei Xihe disappeared, Zhao Qingtang was promoted to the Grand Master of the Mahayana with a strong posture, and entered the Tianji Hall. Penglai completely gave up the past grievances and showed goodwill in the hall.

"Master, do you want me to go to investigate, or to assist that Xuanzhen Patriarch to capture Qianchan?"

Zhao Hanfeng nodded and smiled.

"Now that your realm strength is blessed with the magic sword, none of the five evil lords should be your opponent. Even the city lord will not have any influence on you."

"But Qianchan has a lot of tricks, you have to be careful."

Zhao Hanfeng nodded, the breeze was blowing, the blue robe was fluttering, and there was evil spirit in his eyes.

"Then I'll go and meet that Qianchan."

Ghost Eye, Soul Swallowing, Corpse Eating, Bone Breaking, Drinking Marrow, Ghost Eye Qianchan is the most evil among the evil lords of the Five Great Evil Cities.

Her traces were exposed in Penglai. In fact, it was a bit like a scheme, and she was using herself as bait.

In fact, Zhao Qingtang is not the only one now, and the major sects are also rushing towards him.

The doom is approaching, Xiewang City is getting more and more arrogant, they have fallen into a disadvantage, and many people in the sect have become impatient.

Zhao Hanfeng clenched his fist lightly, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Go."

……

Between the deep forest, there is a big python spitting out snake letters, its scales are dark purple, brown, yellow, black and black, its vertical pupils are cold and flashing, and there is violence in the cold.

His body was full of mana, and he stared at the woman in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.

The woman had a graceful figure, rich facial features, and a fluttering white dress, which did not match her face. She tilted her head, with a smile on her lips.

She seemed to be thin, but she casually threw out an ancient picture scroll.

The scroll unfolded, and the pages inside were snow-white. From left to right, snakes and pythons of various colors gradually transitioned to a blank space.

As the woman's mana was urged, an astonishing suction burst out in the scroll.

The giant python sternly said: "Evil girl, hand over Qilang!"

Qianchan twirled the corner of her snow-white skirt with her right finger, with a sneer on her face.

"Are you that big python more than ten years ago? At the beginning, Jiaolong, your good friend, was captured voluntarily for you, and gave you a chance to survive. Now you think that you have cultivated to the late stage of transforming gods, so you come here to seek revenge. Do you know that you are throwing yourself into a trap? "

If Pei Xihe and Ming Linlang were here, they would have recognized that this python was the best friend of Jiaolong Qilang they had fought with when they traveled to the mountains and rivers.

AhZi's huge snake pupils were filled with mournful and mournful expressions. She knew that her talent was limited, and if she did not shed her skin and become a dragon body after entering the late stage of transformation, she would not be able to enter the state of integration.

I just want to fight like this and live up to Qilang's friendship back then.

She tried her best to fight against the majestic suction in the scroll, but it was difficult to get rid of it.

There was some contempt in Qianchan's smile, her eyes were dark purple, and they were as vertical and cold as snakes in a trance.

"The mayfly shakes the tree."

She saw the tendency of the python demon to self-destruct, and the mana immediately poured into the scroll, and in an instant, the giant python disappeared completely, only a python shadow appeared on the white paper.

And looking to the left, there is a dark blue dragon shadow, and the two prime ministers are looking at each other.

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