Chapter 857: On a Whim

Zhang Deming came to the world of spiritual cultivation, deep in the sea, in various core functional buildings specially built. Floating into the Whisperer's Gathering, he raised his hand, and the Book of All Beings appeared in his hand.

Open the book of sentient beings, a contact person appears in the book. With a slight movement of mind, the contact information was inspired.

Originally, Zhang Deming planned to invite Du Xuanda to come here to ask for divination, just like last time. After all, he saved a hand last time to let the other party ask for him. Now he can't find any information about Pei Xiaoxiao. He is the best breakthrough.

But the moment he tried to get in touch, he paused for a moment. He didn't know why, maybe it was a whim, maybe it was a sudden whim, like instinct, Zhang Deming changed the way of meeting.

From an invitation to a meeting here, it turned into a door-to-door visit, and then the news was sent out. This feeling made Zhang Deming frowned.

There is definitely a reason for this inexplicable feeling that he has mastered the Dao of Calculation and the Dao of Fate.

Du Xuanda's response was quick, but after a while, before Zhang Deming could figure it out, he received a welcome reply message.

Seeing the news in the book of sentient beings, Zhang Deming frowned and checked himself first. After confirming that there was nothing missing, he was still a little worried.

Although he believed in his own feelings, since he felt that going to Tianji Pavilion for a meeting was better than meeting here, it should be better. After all these years, there were not many instinctive warnings, but they were absolutely correct every time.

But after all, the place I went to this time is too special. In Zhang Deming's taboo list, it is no lower than Hongmeng Holy Land.

To be precise, if it weren't for Jian Chen's special wish, in the ranking of fear, Hongmeng Holy Land would definitely not be able to compare with this place and make Zhang Deming fear.

With a wave of his hand, the Stealth Technique was activated, and a faint transparent mist enveloped him. His figure became a bit unreal, and his sense of existence became extremely low, as if he would be ignored if he was not careful.

After doing this, Zhang Deming waved and threw a ball of light. After making all preparations, he opened a portal and walked in.

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Tianji Pavilion is one of the Dongtian blessed places with the longest history under the banner of Hongmeng Holy Land.

As one of the oldest existences among the nine blessed lands, even ten thousand years ago, it was intentionally supported by Hongmeng Holy Land to become the third largest holy land.

If it wasn't for Yu Lingdao's secretly cultivating the land, he couldn't suppress it, so he suddenly jumped out and picked the fruit.

Let Tianji Dao feel that it is not in a hurry at all, and if there is no chance to plan to deal with it, the third holy place is not called Yuling now, it should be called Tianji Holy Land.

And from all these, it can be seen how prosperous Tianji Dongtian was back then. Even after Tianjidao and Yulingdao competed for the Holy Land, Tianjidao failed and lost a lot of heritage.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse, so he is still the boss of the nine blessed lands, except of course Quanqing, Yuqing and Shangqing Sanguan.

Because these three, although they are also Taoist temples of the blessed land, the caves in the inner courtyard are also part of the holy land.

The Tianji Pavilion is somewhat similar to the Bailingmen. The blessed land of the outer courtyard and the cave of the inner courtyard are in the same area, but one is on the ground and the other is in the sky.

I saw a huge light shield in the mountains and mountains, covering a piece of fairy mountains. Surrounded by rain and fog, flying cranes, green mountains and green waters, you can occasionally see a small floating island floating on the top of the mountain.

The atmosphere of a fairy family is like a fairyland on earth. This is just the blessed land on the ground. In the sky above this blessed land, there is a huge illusory attic looming, and that is the secret inner courtyard.

Of course, this attic is just a projection, a means of manifesting the secrets of the heavens.

In fact, the illusory attic is the entrance to the Tianji Cave, and if you enter it, you can enter the Tianji Cave, which is the inner courtyard of the Tianji Pavilion.

Just like Zhang Family's Inner Realm, the entire secret realm is the inner courtyard of the Heavenly Mystery Cave. Few of the descendants of mortals are qualified to live here. The whole world is lived by the disciples of the inner court, which shows its profound foundation.

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At the core of Tianji Inner Court, halfway up the mountain of Guantian Peak, close to the peak, there is a cave.

In the cave, there is a young man who is retreating at the moment, with a young face and a cultivation base of the early stage of the Five Elements. All show the talent of the other party.

Of course, to be able to own a cave in Guantian Peak, this level of cultivation is actually only the minimum requirement.

And the other party is still young, and he owns a cave near the mountain. This kind of treatment is obviously not only because of talent, but also because of many special reasons.

Suddenly, the young man who had settled down opened his eyes, and a strong spiritual light flashed in his eyes because of the long-term retreat.

After the young man woke up, he flipped his hand, and the book of sentient beings appeared, and a message appeared on the book.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Li...Uncle Li is going to visit?" Looking at the message, it was probably because he had been in meditation for too long, or the news was too sudden, the young man was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

Then he was startled, and immediately got up and walked out. During this process, he replied to the other party's message.

Originally, he thought that the other party was giving him a notice, just like a greeting card, and the real visiting time would not come until a few days later.

So after he came back to his senses, he planned to go straight to the top of Guantian Peak to discuss with the three ancestors. You know, as a member of Hongmeng Holy Land, especially after the trip to Lingxiao Realm ten years ago.

The name 'Li Zhengkun' has been linked to 'variables' to a certain extent among the high-level officials in Hongmeng Holy Land, and the Holy Land didn't intend to hide it. Instead, it spread it deliberately, with the intention of casting a net for them to help catch fish.

It was probably a helpless act of not being able to find the other party for a long time.

However, he just finished replying to the other party and stepped out of the cave when he felt a request to open the portal.

"Um, are you in such a hurry? Not to mention giving me three or five days to prepare for the banquet, at least give me some reaction time for hospitality!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and complained speechlessly. The other party didn't follow the call-to-call routine, which disrupted his previous plan.

After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to immediately dodge back to the living room of his cave mansion. In the process, he only had time to send a few messages in a hurry.

At this time, the portal request had come to an end, and he hurriedly agreed to the request.

"hum"

After a soft sound, in the center of the living room, a silvery-white light flickered in the space. During the space fluctuation, a strange portal was slowly opened, and an elliptical portal quickly took shape.

The moment it stabilized, Li Zhengkun stepped out of that ordinary, slightly handsome figure, and then the space door flashed and disappeared in place.

"Tianji Pavilion disciple Du Xuanda, met Uncle Li!"

After Zhang Deming appeared for a moment, Du Xuanda seemed to realize that the extremely weak sense of presence almost made him ignore the other party.

He bowed to Zhang Deming and said: "Master uncle came to disciple, why didn't he notify in advance, give disciple some time to prepare!"

Now that Li Zhengkun's identity is in the Taoist sect, it's no longer a secret, so Du Xuanda didn't call him Senior Li, or fellow Daoist Li, but directly called him uncle.

Zhang Deming, as the Liuhe Daxiu of Quanqing Temple and a disciple of Tianji Pavilion, there is absolutely no problem in calling him this way, and it can bring him closer.

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Deming first looked around. This is an ordinary living room, and it should be Du Xuanda's own cave.

After looking around, he looked at Du Xuanda in front of him, and said, "Why, I'm not welcome when I come suddenly?"

"Uncle, don't make fun of the disciple. The disciple is just scared. He is so hasty and unprepared. I'm really afraid of neglecting the uncle." Du Xuanda replied.

'This is the old lair of the magic stick, and with the identity of Li Zhengkun, I really gave you enough time to prepare before I came here. When the underwear is turned out, it will be light even if it is turned out! '

As his thoughts flickered, Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Don't worry about that, you know what kind of temperament I am."

Du Xuanda showed a wry smile when he heard the words, and said: "But it's the first time for Master Uncle to come to our sect, and the disciple's treatment is really not good enough."

While speaking, he led Zhang Deming to sit on the main seat in the living room, and he sat on the other side.

Only then did the serving disciples rush over to make tea for the two of them. Because of the rush of time, and after discovering Zhang Deming's cultivation, the boy who participated in the tea seemed a little apprehensive, and his hands were still trembling obviously.

Du Xuanda glared at the other party, reached out to take the teapot, and said: "It's useless, it's shameful, go down and receive the punishment yourself."

The half-grown boy bowed hurriedly in panic, and retreated in a panic.

"The children in the family are a little related, and they are usually neglected to discipline them, which makes the uncle laugh." Du Xuanda said while serving tea for Zhang Deming, but he still maintained a calm look.

Zhang Deming smiled and said: "It's okay, you don't need to be so particular, it's just a sudden whim, it's just a sudden encounter, it doesn't need to be so formal."

On a whim? What's the meaning?

Hearing this, Du Xuanda paused when he poured tea for himself, his eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "After all, it's the first time my uncle has come to our sect, so it's true that the hospitality is not good enough."

Zhang Deming smiled and didn't continue to continue the conversation, but picked up the teacup and tasted it lightly.

Just take a sip, and the action is a pause, it seems to have sensed something, but it seems not to have sensed it. Looking up at the empty living room around him, he frowned slightly.

While drinking tea, Du Xuanda secretly observed him. Seeing Zhang Deming's movements, he seemed to hear something, his ears moved, his hand shook uncontrollably, and the teacup shook slightly.

Probably because of the good quality of the magic stick, he immediately stabilized his mind and immediately interrupted Zhang Deming's continuous observation, saying: "I don't know what the so-called master uncle came to the door in person this time?"