When a sick and weak girl masters the clone of a strange beast

As the palace man's voice fell, Bai Xi walked into the palace. She walked straight to the top and sat down. She looked down at the people below and said coldly:

"You are from Zhongzhou? Why do you want to see me?"

The next person suddenly stepped forward angrily, "You know we are from Zhongzhou, how dare you treat us so lightly!"

At this time, there were not only people from Bai Xi and Wuji Holy Land, but also many officials from the imperial dynasty.

Seeing that the people of Wuji Holy Land were so arrogant, some people immediately became dissatisfied. General Tiger (Evil Eyed Tiger) said viciously: "What a great person from Zhongzhou? Call me again and I will tear you apart!"

The man's heart froze when General Tiger's eyes as big as copper bells stared at him. He felt the fierce ghostly aura coming towards his face and subconsciously took a step back.

"You... are rude!"

The leader of Wuji Holy Land felt very embarrassed when he saw this. He snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and motioned for the man to step back, then looked at Bai Xi who was looking up and said:

"I am here today for the sake of my Holy Son in the Holy Land."

Bai Xi did not speak. She only heard the chief female officer beside her say quietly: "Since you all from the Wuji Holy Land have come to pay homage, why don't you tell us your names? Is this the etiquette of Zhongzhou? The etiquette of the Wuji Holy Land?"

"You..." Someone in the Wuji Holy Land had an angry look on his face, but he was stopped by the leader. At this time, he couldn't see that the so-called Ten Thousand Demons Emperor didn't take the Wuji Holy Land seriously at all.

A small place is a small place, and those who don’t know are fearless!

"Pan Chang'an, the Saint of Wuji Holy Land in Zhongzhou!"

Although Pan Changan had tried his best to restrain himself, his tone was still condescending, and he even unconsciously emphasized Zhongzhou and Wuji Holy Land, which showed that he was indeed very proud of his origin.

"Saint of Wuji Holy Land? How rude." Bai Xi chuckled.

"I came here today because I want to ask the emperor why he is holding my Holy Son of the Holy Land captive?" Pan Changan asked with raised eyebrows.

"Oh?" Bai Xi squinted at Pan Changan, "You don't know? Then please go back. It won't be too late to come back and pay homage when you find out why I took this person."

Pan Changan was very angry. Of course he knew the reason why Mo Wenwen was arrested. He was just pretending to be confused because he understood. He thought that because they came from the Wuji Holy Land, he would use the donkey to release the Holy Son directly. I didn’t expect that people would not accept this at all.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Son is revered in our Holy Land. Are you not afraid of offending the Holy Land by acting like this?" Pan Changan said while holding back his anger.

"Afraid? It's a joke!" After hearing this, a middle-aged man walked out from among the officials of the Imperial Dynasty. He was the master craftsman of the Mo family, "Wuji Holy Land has such a loud tone, what qualifications do you have to make our Majesty afraid? Are there ten or eight rare treasures hidden in your holy land, or are there ancestors from the Tianmen Realm? You are so arrogant, why don't you unify the thirteen states?"

The master craftsman of the Mohist family rarely goes out of the Ministry of Industry, but he wanted to go out to relax today, and it happened to be a coincidence.

Pan Changan, a strong man in the Lingtai realm, was speechless, "You are simply unreasonable!"

"Stop talking nonsense. That Mo Wenwen attacked our Majesty without any reason is a crime of disrespect. Your Majesty is willing to keep his life until now. It is a mercy. If you want us to let him go at will, there is no way!" General Huang Quan entered! The previous step refuted.

"How can you, the Ten Thousand Demon Emperors, be willing to let our Holy Son go?" Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Pan Changan asked with a cold face.

"Then it depends on your sincerity!" General Huang Quan replied.

"Sincerity?" Pan Changan's face changed back and forth several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and took out a long sword from the storage item and threw it to the ground, "I will compensate you for this meteor sword. This is a top-grade treasure! "

"Hahaha~~~" After hearing this, all the officials in the palace couldn't help but burst into laughter.

An official was heard to suppress a smile and say: "My lords, let this saint from Zhongzhou open his eyes. A distinguished envoy from Zhongzhou actually regards a high-quality treasure as a rare treasure."

All the adults nodded after hearing the words, and then strode forward, revealing the treasures hanging on their waists or hidden in their sleeves. They were all high-quality treasures.

Pan Changan was dumbfounded when he saw it. When did little Xuzhou become so wealthy? How could there be so many high-quality treasures?

High-grade treasures are indeed rare, but for Bai Xi, who has a Mohist master who can forge high-grade treasures and a large amount of high-grade materials, a few high-grade treasures are not so rare.

Nearly half of the ministers in this palace have been rewarded by Bai Xi and possess high-quality treasures that outsiders dream of. These treasures are all made of ten thousand-year-old golden sword grass.

Bai Xi looked at Pan Changan with a half-smile, then stretched out his hand, and suddenly a small tower appeared in his hand, which was the Youting Pavilion Tower of the Wuji Holy Land.

"Compared to the Saint's Meteor Sword, I seem to like this Youting Tower more!"

Pan Changan's eyes were splitting when he saw the rare treasures in his holy land being taken and played with by others.

Pan Changan could hold it back, but others in the Wuji Holy Land could not. One of them blushed and cursed angrily: "How dare you, Shuzi!"

Hearing this, Bai Xi's smile faded, she put away the Youting Pagoda, raised her hand and waved forward, only to see a burst of energy appear out of thin air, and with a crisp sound, there was a slap mark on the man's face. , while vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

Pan Changan was extremely angry, "Emperor Baixi, don't push yourself too far!"

Bai Xi said: "Is this emperor trying to push the envelope? Haha~ In my opinion, it's you who are trying to get the better of you! Today, my emperor's words are left here. Without a large Yuanjing vein and a blessed land, you, the Holy Son of the Wuji Holy Land, will die of old age. In our imperial dynasty’s heavenly prison, this rare treasure, the Youting Pagoda, must also become our imperial dynasty’s collection!”

Nowadays, the Ten Thousand Demons Emperor Dynasty is developing rapidly using Yuanjing as energy source, so Yuanjing is needed everywhere.

"You...you...you..." Pan Changan pointed at Bai Xi with a trembling hand, hesitating for a long time, and finally said, "You are simply talking nonsense! Just wait, our Holy Land will not give up!" After that! He shook his sleeves and said to the Wuji Holy Land disciples behind him, "Let's go!"

Bai Xi and the officials of the Imperial Dynasty did not stop them and allowed the people of Wuji Holy Land to leave the Qiankun Palace and the Demon Palace with livid faces. They even reminded them not to forget to take away their "precious" high-grade treasure (Meteor Sword). .

Officials understand the yin and yang of evil spirits. They deliberately played with their high-quality treasures carelessly, and even emphasized the word "precious" in their tone. Pan Changan and the others' faces were distorted with anger.

After they left, the imperial officials showed a hint of worry on their faces.

"Your Majesty, is it really okay for us to do this?"

Just now they were hot-blooded and spoke a little more aggressively. Now that they have calmed down, the officials are still a little scared.

Zhongzhou has a vast land and rich resources, numerous sects and forces, numerous talents, and countless masters. It has always been stronger than the other twelve states. This impression has long been ingrained in the hearts of the other twelve states.

The people of Wuji Holy Land feel that they are superior to others, which means they really have the confidence to be superior to others.

Another official said: "What are you afraid of! Zhongzhou is so far away from Xuzhou, can they really come? Even if they do come, is our empire afraid of them? Now that the world is about to rise, the strength of the sects in each state is actually We are all on the same starting line, no one is nobler than anyone else!"

"But I heard...those old forces have their ancestors in the outer world. If their ancestors from the outer world return..." someone else said hesitantly.

After hearing this, the courtiers suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere became a little solemn for a while.

At this time, the National Master who had been standing at the front of the team but had been silent spoke, "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. It is true that those forces have ancestors from outside the world, but it is impossible for them to return in a short time. of."

Bai Xi was also a little surprised when he heard this, so he asked, "Oh?" My dear, how do you say this? "The Imperial Master took a step forward and cupped his hands in front of Bai Xi. He was holding a bronze mirror. It was the Qingxu Mirror that Bai Xi had snatched from Zhaixing Pavilion.

Bai Xi gave this Qingxu Mirror to Taoist Priest Qingwei when he first came back. Unexpectedly, Taoist Qingwei was really destined to have this treasure, and he recognized it as its owner as soon as he saw it.

After obtaining the Qingxu Mirror, Taoist Priest Qingwei gave his original high-quality treasure, the Bagua Purple Gold Compass, to his disciple Changyang.

"Your Majesty, I used the Qingxu Mirror to do a divination last night. I'm afraid it won't be easy for the ancestors of the various sects to return from the outer world.

Back then, they hid from the world to avoid the liquidation of heaven and earth against them. Now if they want to return easily, how can heaven and earth allow it so easily? "

"So what the Imperial Master means..." Bai Xi asked.

The Imperial Master replied: "A strong person in the Tianmen Realm will have to wait at least one hundred and eighty years if he wants to return. As for the Dengxian Realm and Linxian Realm that are further up, I'm afraid it will take even longer. The old Taoist skills are shallow and I can't estimate it yet."

Upon hearing this, the courtiers immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily.

"Then what's so scary? With our Majesty's talent, can't he reach the Tianmen realm in one hundred and eighty years?"

"Yes, yes!"

However, at this time, the Imperial Master poured cold water on them again.

"Don't be too happy, everyone. Those ancient forces that have been inherited for a long time, God knows if they have any unknown methods, it is not impossible for the ancestors of Tianwai to return early."

"This……"

Seeing this, Bai Xi waved his hand and said: "Okay, the soldiers are coming to cover up the water and the soil. Don't worry about it here. Just go ahead and do whatever you need to do."

"Yes, I will take my leave."

With that said, the courtiers exited the hall one by one.

But on the other side, in Chaoyun Sect, the National Master's words really came true.

In the retreat of Chaoyun Sect ancestor Zhu Houcong (first appearance in Chapter 139, Succeed), Xu Qian (see Chapter 139 for details about this person, Succeed) is waiting respectfully at the entrance of the cave.

After an unknown amount of time, the stone door of the cave slowly opened, and an old man with a withered face walked out. He walked unsteadily, as if he was about to die.

"Ancestor!" Seeing this, Xu Qian quickly stepped forward to help.

This old man turned out to be Zhu Houcong, the ancestor of the Chaoyun Sect. In just ten years, he turned into this look. He was clearly very angry when he talked to Chang Yue.

Helped by Xu Qian to sit on the stone bench outside the cave, Zhu Houcong sighed deeply, "Failed to break through again..."

"Ancestor..." Xu Qian hesitated to speak.

Ten years ago, Xu Qian was already a master in the realm of harmony between man and nature, but he practiced special skills. When Chang Yue came to attack more than ten years ago, he lost all his skills and was unable to take action.

Now more than ten years have passed, and his cultivation seems to be close to the peak of the unity of heaven and man, and his breakthrough to the Lingtai realm is just around the corner.

Zhu Houcong knew what Xu Qian wanted to say. He shook his head and said: "It's impossible. I have failed to break through many times over the years. It is impossible for me to break through again."

He suddenly looked at Xu Qian again, "Fortunately, the sect still has you, otherwise I really don't know how to explain to my ancestors!"

"Ancestor, if you cultivate yourself well, you will definitely still have a chance." Xu Qian comforted him.

However, Zhu Houcong shook his head, "I have exhausted all means and have been surviving for three thousand years. The chance of a breakthrough is smaller than others. Now I have failed to break through many times. I have already exhausted my source and it is impossible to break through."

Hearing this, Xu Qian fell into silence. In fact, why didn't he know this?

"It's just that my broken body is still useful. If the Li family's children brought my Chaoyun Sect to this point, I won't let them have an easy time!" Zhu Houcong gritted his teeth.

He looked around and saw that the originally graceful Chaoyun Sect's mountain gate was now dilapidated, the energy of heaven and earth was thin, the trees were withered, and there was no trace of life.

As the reincarnation of heaven and earth begins again, the source energy of heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger everywhere. Only in Chaoyun Sect, the source energy of heaven and earth not only does not increase, but becomes thinner day by day, just because Chang Yue and Li Xuan destroyed this area. The ley lines of the earth!

"Ancestor, you..." Xu Qian looked at his ancestor in surprise.

"I want to dedicate this broken body to my ancestors and wish them to return from heaven early." Zhu Houcong said in a faint tone.

Xu Qian's expression changed drastically when he heard this, "Ancestor, you absolutely must not do this. If you do this..."

Zhu Houcong shook his head when he heard this and said firmly: "The remnant body of our ancestor is just lingering and delaying time. Instead of doing this, why not use it to help the sect get out of the crisis as soon as possible?"

After hearing this, Xu Qian finally stopped talking.

After Bai Xi sent away the people from the Wuji Holy Land, he returned to the Jiufang Realm. At this time, Chang Yue and Bai Yi were still playing with the magic lantern there.

Bai Yi suddenly thought: "Since this is a lamp, does it need to be lit with fire?"

Hearing this, Changyue's eyes lit up. Yes, doesn't the lamp have to be lit with fire? What else do you call a light if you don’t light it?

"Then... try it! Ordinary flames won't work!" As she said that, she called out the Six Ding Xuan Fire Cauldron and put it aside.

Today, there are three clusters of flames in the Six Ding Xuanhuo Cauldron, the fire in wood, the fire in water, and the fire of heavenly calamity.

The Fire of Heavenly Tribulation resides in the center of the belly of the cauldron. The Fire in the Wood and the Fire in Water hide in the corners. They don't dare to get close to the Fire of Heavenly Tribulation in the middle, which is no bigger than a fingernail.

The inner flame of the Heavenly Tribulation Fire is colorless and transparent, but the outer flame flashes with a halo of seven colors, which looks very magical.

Chang Yue stretched out her hand, and the fire in the wood and the fire in the water turned into two small dragons the size of chopsticks and flew out from the belly of the tripod.

"go with!"

Changyue stretched out her hand and pointed at the magic lamp, and immediately two fire dragons roared and got into the lampshade.

"Ang~~~"