Chapter 327 The Three Generations of Xuanmen

A ten-thousand-foot-long immortal boat was running at high speed in the prehistoric world.

Crossing the East China Sea, passing through the human race’s territory.

There was no such thing as “revoking the driver’s license” in the prehistoric world, so Zhao Gongming was having a lot of fun.

Wind, breeze, is originally for freedom.

Therefore, Zhao Gongming felt boundless happiness on this extremely fast immortal boat.

“Happy Wind Man” was not as happy as him, and a certain freedom was not as free as him.

Zhao Gongming’s cheers could be heard on the entire immortal boat.

The immortal boat went up to the sky and into the earth, speeding all the way.

At this time, only a few hundred years had passed in total.

This speed was already considered extremely fast.

On Kunlun Mountain, behind the Sanqing Temple, in a small courtyard.

A immortal boat landed, and Tongtian was quick to protect his “bath” directly.

“Gongming, treasure? Are you back?”

Tongtian raised his hand, put on a loose outfit, and walked out of the bath.

"Greetings, Master!" The two men got off the immortal boat, Zhao Gongming hesitated for a moment and then put it into his sleeve.

Then, Baichuan and Guangchengzi also showed up.

As for Taiyi... naturally, he was kicked off the immortal boat by Duobao.

He hasn't taken the test yet, so he wants to follow them into the mountain gate?

"Junior brother, you are here too?" Tongtian was surprised, and he ignored the two disciples who were bowing and walked towards Baichuan.

"I haven't seen you for many days, senior brother." Baichuan greeted him as usual, and then said:

"I heard about the Kunlun Ascension Conference, and I happened to be free recently, so I came to watch the ceremony."

"Good!" Tongtian laughed a few times, and then sent a message to Yuanshi who was preaching to several disciples in the Sanqing Hall.

In the main hall of the Sanqing Hall, Yuanshi slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the four figures sitting in a row below, he said:

"Nanji, Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, Bixiao, your uncle is in the backyard, let's go together."

"Disciple obeys."

Sanqing Courtyard.

Baichuan also saw the three sisters for the first time.

'Tao Realm Taiyi Jinxian, okay, the other two are a little worse, but also acceptable. '

How many people in the world can compare to the three silly birds in his family.

In general, this is already very good.

Yunxiao's white clothes are whiter than snow, with cloud-like hair and black hair. At first glance, she looks like a more classical peerless female fairy.

Qiongxiao is a little more eccentric, with a ponytail, side-parted, a colorful dress to the ankles, and a pair of blue boots.

A bit... like a peacock with flamboyant clothes, and the real peacock in his family is not so fancy.

As for the last one, she was much smaller, even shorter than Qiongxiao. She wore a black short skirt, exposing her jade-white jade pillar, and a pair of shoes with a little heel on her feet.

Leading the trend of prehistoric times starts from the heaven... I heard that it was some Taiyin God who did it. When Taiyi was training, he wore a pair of "high heels" borrowed from Nuwa, which led to this becoming a small trend in prehistoric times.

Who said that prehistoric times don't chase stars?

"Disciple Yunxiao/Qiongxiao/Bixiao/Nanji, I pay my respects to my uncle."

"Good." Baichuan nodded and smiled, then threw out three spiritual treasures, a hairpin for Yunxiao, a silk for Qiongxiao, and a wristband for Bixiao:

"I won't give it to Nanji, I'll only give it to the new face."

The three Xiaos looked a little hesitant and looked at Tongtian.

Tongtian laughed and scolded when he saw this:

"Why are you looking at me? Just accept it. Your uncle Baichuan doesn't need these two acquired spiritual treasures."

"Hey!" Baichuan threw the treasure to the three people, and then pretended to be angry and looked at Tongtian:

"What do you mean I don't need it, senior brother, do you know that refining spiritual treasures takes a lot of time?"

As he said, Baichuan came to Tongtian's side, put his arm around his shoulders, sacrificed his blazing white gourd, and whispered in his ear:

"Senior brother, can you help me? You have become a saint, can you upgrade my blazing white gourd?"

"Good!"

As soon as Tongtian finished speaking, the four people looked towards the sea of ​​blood.

There were also two people on the Western Lingshan, Fuxi of Fengqi Mountain, and Nuwa of Wahuangtian.

However, after three breaths, Baichuan and Fuxi had completed the deduction and breathed a sigh of relief.

Laozi slowly stood up and asked:

"What happened?"

"It was not a big deal." Baichuan smiled:

"Minghe has taken over some of the power of the underground, and opened a demon world under the eighteen layers of hell, and it has also been recognized by the heaven."

The extremely evil people go to the eighteen layers of hell. If you are a little more evil, you can go to the demon world!

What does it mean to be able to enter this layer?

It means that the King of Hell has to tattoo you, young man!

In the final analysis, it was Hongjun who drove out the demons, their Xuanmen lineage, their "Tao" side, not the heaven.

The demons cannot exist in the world, and after all, they are just "killing" all the time.

It's not that they can't survive, but that there is no living environment.

But since the war between wizards and liches, Hongjun has been willing to change. After that, he experienced the "smile" between the master and the apprentice, and the blood sea slaying demons and adding disaster to the battle, and he has been more relaxed towards the demons.

For them, the demon is not a "boy who brings wealth".

After the Styx opened a demon world in the eighteen layers of hell, the demons completely returned to the chess table.

Although the overall strength of the current immortals is higher than that of the demons.

After the conversation between the master and the apprentice in Zixiao Palace, a new chess game began.

"Good." Laozi nodded and said, then continued to sit on the cloud bed and closed his eyes to rest.

The Kunlun Ascension Conference actually has little to do with him.

At most, he accepted a few registered disciples, and his personal disciple was only Xuandu.

The demon world was just a small episode, and the only ones who knew about this were the saints, as well as Bai Ze and Hou Tu in the underworld.

This matter still needs time to ferment.

However, this incident sounded the alarm for Baichuan, not a warning bell, but the time has come.

The first half of the first calculation of the magic fortune teller was completely over, and the second half should start.

‘Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, if you don’t come back, how can I calculate. ’

Baichuan smiled lightly, which made several disciples of Tongtian feel puzzled.

‘Is this saint uncle the same as my master? He likes to laugh so much? ’

Although the laugh is different, it is still a laugh.

Baichuan thought about it, and finally sent a message to Su Shiliu who was counting the new ten thousand years of ‘flowing water’ in Qingqiu:

“How are the preparations of the Five Immortals? The patriarch of the Huang clan should have been unable to bear it, right?”

[Lord Baichuan? ]

Su Shiliu’s voice was a little surprised.

[Huang Daxian currently said that they only need to give them a way out. There are countless creatures in their tribe who have died of old age. After that, except for the sons of some powerful people, the rest of the new creatures are in the mortal realm]

[Overall, 90% are yellow-skinned people in the mortal realm. Their lifespan is very short, one hundred years, but the number of reproduction is greater]

"Good." Baichuan replied.

Then Su Shiliu remembered something and laughed like Baichuan:

[Sir, there is another joke. The sons of some powerful people mentioned above refer to the Golden Immortal and above]

Okay, okay! Is it so miserable now? What a hell joke.