Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 626 Return to the Family Bloodline

The next moment, in the perception of this female fairy in the Doumu Palace, a vast green vitality came over like an overwhelming force, vast and mighty, with no end in sight, and faintly gathered into a giant tree that stood tall and upright, tearing the sky apart, unparalleled.

The solemnity and tranquility that have been refined by the years, at first glance, the sound of magnificent praises rings in your ears, and countless green beads fall, tinkling, rolling, and making a continuous sound.

This is not pure power, but an essential heaviness that comes at you in the face and is difficult to resist.

"what?"

Lu Xuefu could not help but stand up. Because of her large movement, the celestial maiden's Li Luo Fengpei on her body, the image of the blue phoenix holding a pearl on the cuff trembled, as if it had really come alive, spreading its wings as if it was about to fly. She opened her beautiful eyes wide, put one hand on the sect's talisman at her waist, and a cold look appeared in the depths of her pupils.

She practiced the top-notch mysterious skills in the Doumu Palace. Her six senses were sharper than one could imagine. Therefore, even if there was a distance between them, she could still sense the different temperaments of the visitors and the cultivators. It was a kind of innate talent.

However, as a direct descendant of the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Doumu Palace, Lu Xuefu was shocked but remained calm. She gave a delicate shout to wake up the younger generations in the sect who were intimidated, and then ordered them to line up and block the other party's way.

Although this area is not the traditional sphere of influence of the Doumu Palace, as the situation develops, the Doumu Palace is exerting its strength. Although it cannot completely control it, it is natural to prevent other forces from entering.

The origin of the person in front of me is unknown. As a monk from Doumu Palace, it is my duty to stop him!

As if sensing the chill and confidence emanating from the people from Doumu Palace, the large tracts of green clouds that were rushing towards them from the south slowly stopped, then retracted, revealing a chariot with a canopy raised and a majestic goddess sitting underneath.

The other person was wearing a cloud-shoulder feathered dress, a brocade skirt, a pure green treasure crown on her head, cloud-bead shoes on her feet, and a wooden jade ruyi in her hand. She had a pair of deep green eyes.

When a Yuanying Zhenren like Lu Xuefu made eye contact with it, a sea of ​​green wood essence appeared in her pupils, and she seemed to be wandering in it, unable to extricate herself. She had to use secret techniques to keep her mind clear, and then she spoke in a clear and cold tone, "Lu Xuefu from Doumu Palace, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist.

The one sitting on the precious chariot was naturally Qingsang Yuanjun. She looked across, her pure green eyes lingering on the other person for a moment before she said, "I am Qingsang."

"Qingsang."

When Lu Xuefu heard these two words, she seemed to see a huge brush waving its pen. Ink was everywhere, and green seal characters appeared on the paper automatically. Countless lights lit up, and at the same time, praises were chanted. She was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted. Her thin eyebrows couldn't help but stand up, and she asked in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft: "Innate God?"

She couldn't hide the surprise in her voice. Although she had heard of the name of the innate gods before, and there was a former innate god holding a high position in the Doumu Palace, she really didn't expect to see one here.

Moreover, the aura of the other party has a sense of alienation from the entire world. It seems that he is an innate god from outside the universe?

After calming down, a halo of light bloomed on the sect talisman on Lu Xuefu's body, and her breath turned into a rainbow, hanging behind her. She looked at the other party and asked, "I wonder what brings you here, Brother Qingsang?"

An innate deity appeared here, and judging from its direction, it should be heading towards the Hengnan Zhou family's territory, which made her alert.

Qingsang Yuanjun smiled slightly after hearing this and said, "I was entrusted by Taoist Zhou Qingzhou of Zhenyi Sect to escort his uncle back to the Zhou family in Hengnan."

"Escorting Zhou Qing's uncle?"

Lu Xuefu was really stunned at this moment. She had thought about it over and over again, but she had never expected this to be the reason.

Qingsang Yuanjun's green eyes flashed with strange light, and the green spirit on the treasure chariot became stronger, and the lush vitality turned into blue clouds again. She said, "The other party has been away from the family for a long time. This time I want to go back and take a look, but Fellow Daoist Zhou considered that the road might not be peaceful, so he asked me to escort him temporarily."

At this point, she looked at Lu Xuefu deeply and said, "I wonder what can I do for you, Brother Lu?"

"this,"

From Lu Xuefu's inner thoughts, she naturally wanted to stop the other party, but on the one hand, the person in front of her had the most legitimate reason, and on the other hand, the other party seemed to have nothing to do with the Zhenyi Sect and was just a personal relationship with Zhou Qing. She really couldn't find a reason to stop him.

Different from the Demon Sect and the demon clan, the orthodox Xuanmen sect insists on having a legitimate reason for their actions. If they act unreasonably without a reason, it is not the Xuanmen style.

Of course, this is also because the shadows of Zhou Qing and Zhenyi Sect can be vaguely seen behind Qingsang Yuanjun, so the rules must be followed, otherwise, Doumu Palace will not be short of brutal means.

After thinking a few more times, Lu Xuefu took a step back, a faint smile on her jade-like face, and said, "The Zhou clan's land in Hengnan is not far away, so I wish you a safe journey, Brother Qingsang."

Qingsang Yuanjun nodded, raised her jade hand, and the five-direction aura on the canopy descended. The treasure chariot bloomed with mist and led the way, and the group slowly disappeared into the horizon. After watching the group completely disappear, Lu Xuefu looked at the spot, and could still vaguely sense the condensed green wood aura. The smile on her pretty face gradually withdrew, and then became cold.

"Qingsang, Zhou Qing, Hengnan Zhou."

Lu Xuefu felt a sense of crisis and immediately passed on the news through the sect's communication talisman.

After finishing, this Nascent Soul female cultivator from Doumu Palace returned to the Flying Palace. The glazed tiles covering the palace cast down a cold light like water, which fell on the steps and reflected between her brows, making her expression change constantly in the curling smoke from the bronze crane-shaped treasure furnace on the jade table.

Although she was only at the first level of the Nascent Soul Realm and could not be considered a high-ranking official in the Doumu Palace, she was well-known for her keen vision within the sect. Today's incident gave her a bad feeling.

From the strong intervention of Zhenyi Sect in this Jingchen Dharma Assembly, to Zhou Qing, the newly rising genius of Xuanmen, the new great monk who personally went to the Dharma Assembly, to the innate gods who just passed by, one thing after another, strung together, cannot conceal the determination of Zhenyi Sect to target this area.

Thinking of the Zhenyi Sect's firm and powerful expansion pace, she felt heavy-hearted and pressured.

She was not frightened. As a disciple of the Doumu Palace, a top-level sect, she did not need to panic or fear any force. However, when she thought about the brewing storm, anyone involved would feel depressed.

At dawn, the sun shines in from outside the mountain and shines on the five terraces of the main hall that stands against the mountain. The six three-colored glazed jade dragons decorating the roof seem to come alive, constantly spitting out light, spraying on the vase in the center, and constantly making wonderful sounds praising the goddess of heaven.

The caisson reliefs in the hall are still deep and dark, exuding a strange mystery. All light and sound are blocked outside, making it difficult to enter, making everything inside hazy and blurry.

At this moment, a soft sound suddenly came from the deepest part of the hall, and then a female fairy walked out.

The appearance and temperament of this female fairy are obviously different from those of ordinary female fairies, because she is wearing flowing clouds and flying armor, and a crane cloak with fine feathers and long plumes on her shoulders. When she stands quietly, she is like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, which can split the sky and tear apart the stars at any time.

Behind this female fairy, a statue of a dharma appears faintly. It has three heads and six arms and looks heroic. It holds a golden seal, a bow and arrow, a talisman, a seal, an iron rod, and a jade box. Inexplicable symbols continuously rise from it, forming an endless power of formation.

"Hengnan Zhou family, the innate spirit, Zhou Qing."

Yuan Zixu looked into the distance, and she waved her hand. A group of young men came out from the side halls on both sides, mostly girls and boys, all wearing the robes of Doumu Palace. Each of them was surrounded by a clear aura and had a light in their eyes.

"Walk."

The Dharma image behind this great cultivator of the third level of the Nascent Soul in the Doumu Palace suddenly rose, and a circle of divine wheel spread out, wrapping up everyone and turning into a straight line. It suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot. When it reappeared, it had reached the end of the sky.

In the flying pavilion, there is a gentle and elegant middle-aged man, with his hair tied up and no crown, thin eyebrows and long eyes. He is lifting a pearl curtain and looking into the distance, with expectation flashing in his eyes.

The Hengnan Zhou family's ancestral land was getting closer and closer. At this speed, it would probably arrive in less than half an hour.

"Clan."

After Zhou Ming recovered from his injuries, his cultivation level reached a higher level. Now, he was gazing into the distance, feeling the strong wind, and he really wanted to return to his clan immediately.

Unlike his nephew Zhou Qing, Zhou Ming has deeper feelings for the Hengnan Zhou family. It is a bond that runs in their blood. Now that they are getting closer and closer, he is excited.

At this moment, Qingsang Yuanjun in the front sensed something. She gave an order, stopped the car, and then looked in one direction with her green eyes.

A powerful aura came from afar and soon arrived in front of him, followed by colorful clouds and bursts of incense. Yuan Zixu stood on a huge formation diagram, and the stars in the sky were shifting under his feet. The dazzling light was extremely eye-catching.

"He is truly an innate god."

Yuan Zixu met Qingsang Yuanjun's pair of strange green eyes and immediately determined that the other party was not only an innate god of the wood element, but also had just descended into the world from another small world not long ago.

“Such an innate deity.”

Yuan Zixu's thoughts kept turning. Such a person is not a cabbage on the roadside. He is very rare. How did Zhou Qing find such a person and make him work for him?

(End of this chapter)