Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 692 Little Fate Technique
Sleeping soundly, someone knocked on the door for no reason.

Cao Yi, who was somewhat annoyed by getting up, hummed coldly.

When did the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit be treated like this, she felt a little unhappy, but her face remained unchanged, and she asked politely, "I don't know how to call you?"

"Surname Cao, single name with Yi character"

Cao Yi replied.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit immediately searched in her mind.

But I have no impression at all.

The name seemed to appear out of thin air.

After thinking for a while, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit asked again: "It turns out to be Daoyou Cao. I don't know where Daoyou Cao learned from?"

There are so many problems.

"No mentorship"

Cao Yi replied indifferently.

Turn around and leave.

The corner of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit twitched.

As the pinnacle Golden Immortal and the second disciple of the Heavenly Saint, she hadn't been treated so lightly for a long time.

"Seniors, wait a minute"

Wen Zhong suddenly made a sound.

Cao Yi stopped and turned to look over.

Wen Zhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said urgently: "The catastrophe that senior just said, is it true?"

"It's nature"

Cao Yi replied.

Wen Zhong's already pale face became even paler.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. If there is such a catastrophe, I will not know it, and the master will not know it."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit sneered.

She is a saint's apprentice.

If there really was a peerless catastrophe in this world, she would definitely get the news earlier than the peak Jinxian Yeluzi.

"Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me"

Cao Yi left a word indifferently, and entered the Taoist temple with his hands behind his back.

"But Master, my Dashang's luck has indeed declined sharply recently"

Wen Zhong retorted.

Immediately afterwards, he realized that it was inappropriate to be so direct, and he quickly added: "The disciple is very anxious, and his words collided with each other, please don't blame the master."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit hummed, thought for a few breaths, and turned her eyes to Zishou who had fainted, "Did it happen to him?"

Wen Zhong shook his head and said, "Apart from advocating martial bravery, Your Majesty has no flaws."

After being silent for a while, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said, "I will make a special trip to Penglai Island for my teacher later, and ask the sage."

"Thank you sir"

Wen Zhong quickly said respectfully.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit glanced at Cao Yi who had returned to the Taoist temple, tore open a space, and walked in.

The space then closes.

After Wen Zhong bowed to the Taoist temple, he picked up Zishou and was about to leave.

"If you want him to grow, don't protect him all day long"

Cao Yi's faint voice came from the Taoist temple.

Wen Zhong's expression was startled, and he said respectfully: "Thank you senior for reminding me, this junior will remember it."

"go"

Cao Yi said.

"The juniors leave"

Wen Zhonghua flew away in a dazzling divine light.

In a silent Taoist temple.

Cao Yi frowned slightly.

Before coming to this world, he always thought that Zishou, like Yingzheng, was a decisive and decisive emperor.

"Ding, do you want to accept part of the inheritance of the Gate of Eternal Life?"

The sound of the system sounded suddenly.

Inheritance of the Gate of Eternal Life?
Cao Yi froze for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Accept."

A desolate, ancient breath appeared in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, there was an ethereal voice that seemed like a song but not a song, and a curse but not a curse. It seemed to be a cry of fate in the dark.Cao Yi had never heard such a complicated syllable.

Penglai Island.

Great World of Conferred Gods, the place where one of the six saints, Master Tongtian, practiced.

It is said to be an island, but it is actually more like a continent floating on the sea.

For those whose cultivation level is below that of a sage, Penglai Island is changing places all the time and is unpredictable.

There are only five other saints who are also saints.Core disciples like the Virgin of the Golden Spirit know that Penglai Island has not moved, but has cut off all rules and is detached.

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit took out the token given by the master and opened Penglai Island.

"Disciple Seeking Master"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit bowed respectfully to Biyou Palace in the center of the island.

"A saint is not on the island"

Two boys came out of Biyou Palace.

"Master, did you say when you will return?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit asked.

The two boys shook their heads in unison.

"Then I will wait outside the palace"

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit sat down on the spot.

Sunrise and sunset, I don't know how many springs and autumns.

A tall shadow enveloped the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

"Master"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit raised her head and saw a handsome young man with a smile on her face.

Just about to get up.

The young man, or the Master Tongtian held down the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit with one hand, and sat beside the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit freely.

He took out a gourd and drank it on his own.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has long been accustomed to the free and unrestrained attitude of her sage master, and respectfully said: "Master, this disciple is here"

"Do not listen"

Master Tongtian looked away.

The corner of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit twitched.

"Do you know who the teacher went to meet this time?"

Master Tongtian put down the gourd and said something with a complicated expression.

"Who?"

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit asked subconsciously.

"Master"

Tongtian Sect Master said.

The Holy Mother of Jinling was startled, took a deep breath and asked, "Why is Patriarch looking for Master?"

Master Tongtian looked at the farther sky, and said quietly after a while: "The catastrophe is about to begin again."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit rubbed her heart, "There is really a catastrophe"

Master Tongtian turned his head, the blankness in his eyes was replaced by coldness.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit felt a supreme force sweeping across the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Cao Yi, who is he?"

A trace of doubt flashed across the face of Master Tongtian.

On the nameless mountain.

Cao Yi opened his eyes.

He, who hadn't smiled for a long time, smiled again.

Because he has mastered the branch of the big fate in the world of immortality, the small fate.

Don't look at the inconspicuous name, it's so powerful that it scares people to death.

He estimated that it is not impossible to have a wave with the saint.

Suddenly, a supreme force descended.

Cao Yi subconsciously wanted to use the small fate technique.

The supreme power suddenly disappeared again.

"who is it?"

Several names flashed through Cao Yi's mind in an instant.

"Master, something happened"

A ray of light was thrown out of the sky.

It's a whistling day.

Cao Yi swept his mind and knew the whole story.

In the sky, King Shen traveled together to travel through the prehistoric regions. When passing through the North Sea, a strong wind suddenly swept King Shen away.

"North Sea"

Cao Yi frowned.

This place in Beihai appeared at the beginning of the Conferred Gods. It is very inconspicuous in the Conferred Gods, but it is very strange.

Yuan Futong, a mere vassal, resisted the Shang Dynasty, the only earthly god dynasty in the world, for more than ten years.

"Leave a caretaker"

Cao Yi left a word.

The space was torn apart, and the sky above the North Sea, dotted with islands, appeared.

God swept away.

Two armies are facing each other, each occupying hundreds of islands.

On one side is the army of the Shang Dynasty led by Wen Zhong.

On one side is the Beihai Allied Forces led by Yuan Futong, the prince of Beihai.

Cao Yi ignored them, and his spiritual thoughts spread.

After a while, Cao Yi's face showed a solemn expression.

There is no breath of Shen Wang at all.

That is to say, either the other party's cultivation base is higher than his, or the other party has a top-grade spirit treasure that blocks the aura.

(End of this chapter)