My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 692

Li Huaifeng touched Binghuo Shuangjiao's stomach again.

The fetus in the womb is growing vigorously, and it will not be long before it will be born in the world.

As a father, he wants his children to live a normal life.

Afterwards, his chest thumped, and a large amount of immortal energy was exhaled from his mouth, which was blown into Binghuo Shuangjiao's stomach.

"Blessed by immortal energy? The two little guys were baptized by immortal energy before they were born. Will they still be against the sky in the future?"

Everyone admired it.

What kind of rich second generation, all kinds of second generations, compared with Li Huaifeng's son, they are so weak that they are scumbags.

He is the second generation of immortals who are serious, who can match him?
Afterwards, Tianying used the Emperor's blink technique to take everyone away.

Li Huaifeng took out the lotus flower sent by Jixiangtian, and it transformed in the void, opening up a golden passage, which he proudly walked into with his hands on his back.

Is this auspicious trip auspicious or inauspicious?
The answer is yet to be known.

Li Huaifeng grew lotuses every step of the way in the space passage, and felt that after only a few steps, the scene ahead suddenly became clear.

This is a white cloud-covered, fairyland-like place.

Surrounded by waterfalls of the Milky Way, all kinds of clouds and mists, cranes are flying around, and you can hear faint Sanskrit sounds, which can purify people's hearts.

At the foot of Brother Feng is a piece of pure white sand with light yellow, and in the distance there is a jade stone tablet with three large characters written on it: Jixiangtian.

"This is the sand table of Jixiangtian, which can be regarded as the peripheral area."

Suddenly, a big gap opened in the void beside him.

A young master Pianpian came out with a folding fan in his hand. Wen Qianxiu, the young head of the Zenith Pavilion, had already inherited the mantle of Wen Taiji and was about to become the next head teacher.

"Hello, Mr. Wen."

Li Huaifeng cupped his hands slightly, forming a good relationship.

"Mr. Li is too modest. With your current status, I still need to greet you."

Although Wen Qianxiu is young, her mind is also very restrained.

Especially after his father's death, the burden on his shoulders was even heavier, and his style of conduct was exquisite. Wen Qianxiu respected Li Huaifeng's name from the bottom of his heart.

Anyone who has a grudge against the Demon Lord Roten is considered his friend.

Afterwards, the two chatted on the spot.

From Wen Qianxiu's mouth, I learned that Jixiangtian is divided into three areas, the outer courtyard, the inner courtyard, and the auspicious platform.

The outer courtyard is called the sand table realm. It is said that whether it is a believer who is destined to enter the auspicious heaven to understand Buddhism, or a Buddha who wants to join the auspicious heaven, he must pass the assessment of the outer courtyard before he can enter it.

The inner courtyard is divided into two places, the Sutra Pavilion and the Tianxing Pavilion. The former is a holy place for meditation and enlightenment, and the latter is the discipline courtyard of the auspicious heaven, which is in charge of all punishments.

"It is said that every Falian meeting, those who can enter the auspicious platform will receive great benefits. Several famous saints in ancient times have come to the auspicious platform. The benefit, of course, is to absorb the supreme immortal energy."

Wen Qianxiu explained.

These things are only recorded in some extremely precious codes.

Dengfeng Zaoji Pavilion has a rich heritage, and it is not surprising for him to know that some masters have entered the Jixiang Terrace.

The two were not in a hurry, they sat cross-legged on the spot, the time for the opening of the Falian Conference had not yet arrived, it was expected that Ji Xiangtian would wait for everyone to come before sending someone to welcome them, it was not a big deal.

Brush brush.

There was another flicker in the void, and two people came, namely the Promise Demon Emperor and the young master of the Xiantian Demon Sect, Jing Wuyan, one of the three sons of the Northern Territory.

The Promise Demon Emperor and Li Huaifeng had a deep blood feud and the pain of killing a son. After seeing Li Huaifeng, his eyes showed a murderous look, but he did not take any action.

He is a smart man, he knows that this is Jixiangtian's territory, even if he wants to do it, he has to wait until the right time.

On the other hand, Li Huaifeng's attitude is more magnanimous. He has made countless enemies, and he doesn't care about a Promise Demon Emperor.

Whoosh whoosh.

After another two hours, the space fluctuated one after another, and two people came successively, Liusu, the son of Qintai, and Roten, the demon lord.

"Fivefold Cave Heaven Realm, your progress made Luo even amazed by it, wonderful."

With his hands on his back, Roten looked up and down with a pair of radiant eyes, as if he could see Li Huaifeng from the inside out.

He already knew the news that Li Huaifeng had absorbed Shaluo Iron Tree yesterday, but he didn't show any aggressive words or deeds.

Although he is a creature transformed from the Shaluo Iron Tree, his realm has already reached heaven and man, and he has reached the king realm of the Ninth Realm. He has long been freed from the shackles of his body, and even if he is refined, it will not affect anything.

However, Roten's attitude towards Li Huaifeng has changed from being a prisoner to being an enemy today. If Ji Xiangtian and his party were not too important, he would never let Li Huaifeng go easily.

On the other hand, Young Master Liusu stood quietly at the side all the time, with red lips and white teeth, like a frail scholar, without saying a word.

Not long after the quiet situation, the void changed again, and a burly bull demon appeared, Pingtian Niudi.

"Today is really lively, there are so many great people here."

Pingtian Niudi first chuckled, then nodded and bowed to the Demon Lord, in a fawning posture.

Immediately, seeing Li Huaifeng at the side, his eyes as big as copper bells widened immediately, and a pair of sharp Taoist weapons were sent out brazenly.

"Nizi, I'll kill you."

Pingtian Niudi has an extremely fiery personality and is very protective of the calf.

The fact that Li Huaifeng killed his son made him sleepless all night, and he had long wanted to poke Brother Feng into ashes.

"Your quality is really low. When you are a guest at someone's house, do you use this attitude?"

Li Huaifeng was not convinced.

Pingtian Niudi is also slightly stronger than Wuying Yaodi. In a real fight, he may not lose.

At this moment, the white clouds in front suddenly parted, and a bright rainbow bridge appeared. Five or six monks wearing monk robes, surrounded by an old monk in cassock, came out smiling.

"Amitabha, this is a pure place of Buddhism, don't act rashly. This Falian Conference, I invited you to this time, and I want to turn hostility into friendship, and when is the time to repay the injustice!"

The old monk clasped his hands together, with a kind expression on his face, and his voice seemed to contain supernatural powers, purifying his soul.

"The master is right. The death of the son is already very sad. If the father also dies, it will be worse!"

Li Huaifeng said with a heartbroken heart.

"You, you bastard!"

Pingtian Niu Di jumped and cursed, and wanted to start a fight, but he looked at the old monk, curled his lips, and did not dare to act rashly.

This person is one of the three great Buddhas of Jixiangtian, the holy monk in charge of the Sutra Pavilion, Fazheng.

Ranked third in the auspicious sky, the strength of the Nine Realms King Realm, a well-deserved saint, Buddha.

"Everyone can honor my auspicious sky and patronize my auspicious sky. The sect is full of brilliance. According to the rules, the poor monk will take all the benefactors to visit the entire sect. Those who can follow me to the auspicious platform can be baptized by the immortal energy in the gate. At the same time, a See the mystery of eternal life."

Fazheng smiled.

In a word, everyone's eyes can't help but brighten up.

Immortality means immortality.

It is said that those who can obtain eternal life can safely escape even if they face the five declines of heaven and man and the catastrophe of doomsday.

Whether this matter is true or not is impossible to study, but it is the goal that countless powerful people pursue all their lives.

Even a person like Roten and Young Master Liusu, who is the best in the world, is very moved.

"This is the square inch bridge, and only those who are destined can pass through it. All benefactors, come with me."

Fazheng's attitude has always been gentle, and he took the lead in walking inside.

Li Huaifeng just wanted to follow, but found that the others were not moving, just observing something.

"Brother Li, the Fangcun Bridge is not so easy to pass. There is a road under your feet, but there is no road in reality. You need to build a bridge with your mind to pass smoothly."

Wen Qianxiu kindly reminded.

Li Huaifeng nodded in surprise, looked ahead carefully, and found that the Hongqiao under his feet was not an illusion, and Fazheng and the monks walked as if they were walking on flat ground, and their figures had disappeared into the white clouds.

"Hmph, it's just a bridge. There's nothing to be afraid of. This emperor has the seventh stage of creation, and as the Creator, even if there is no bridge, he can build one."

Pingtian Niudi spewed out two streams of hot air from his nostrils. He was impatient, unable to hold back his loneliness, and strode forward in stride.

This monster belongs to the bold and cautious type, who loves face very much.

Although walking like flying, every step implies the law of supernatural powers, constantly creating vitality under the feet, trampling on the clouds and mist.

However, as soon as his front foot stepped onto the upper inch bridge, there was a thud.

The whole person is like a drowned chicken that has lost its support, falling straight into the rolling Milky Way water under the bridge.

After a few puffs, it disappeared.

(End of this chapter)