"Will anyone want to touch the gate of Xuanpin?"

Just a little inconsistency, the Dongwang of Kunlun Dao Palace thought of the truth.∽↗But it was probably because he was too confident about the Fusang sacred tree, and he didn't believe the expression on his face.

"It's always right to be careful. Anyway, we have the 'Sun God Boat', so it won't take much time to go there."

After all, the Western King was a woman, careful and cautious. After hearing her words, the Eastern King, who had just woken up from the meditation, didn't say much. A golden light flew out of his sleeves. Before he could manifest his form, he wrapped the two people sitting on the altar and left the Fusang sacred tree.

The disciples of Kunlun Taoist Palace only saw a meteor with golden light blooming across the sky. Wherever they passed, the clouds dissipated and the strong wind stopped. When the huge waves and thunder came into contact, it seemed like they had lost all their power, disintegrating and shattering, and turning into nothingness.

"Both masters have taken action. Is this storm really not a natural phenomenon?"

On another golden branch of the Fusang sacred tree, a young man with golden hair and golden eyes looked at the meteor transformed by the "Sun Divine Boat" and muttered to himself. As the leader of the next Kunlun male cultivator, he was born with a strange phenomenon and had a wonderful sensing power. Seeing the departure of the two kings of the East and West, he had a vague premonition.

Three hundred miles away from Kunlun Taoist Palace, there is an island called "Tianyajiao". Tens of thousands of fishermen live on the island. There were originally Kunlun monks stationed here to command these mortals who do not have much cultivation qualifications. After the inspiration of the land veins in the West Hai, the monks on the island have returned to the Taoist Palace.

However, there are still many people on the island who insist on practicing the foundation-building method that has been passed down from the Kunlun Taoist Palace, striving to one day to cultivate magical powers, cross three hundred miles of oceans, and worship into Kunlun to practice the way of immortals.

Today, the sudden storm and rainstorm, without the suppression of the spiritual shrine like Fusang Tree, rushed into the deep sea of ​​tens of thousands of mortals on the "Eighths" and entered the deep sea. Only a very small number of people struggled to climb to the highest point of the Eighths, struggling to maintain their lives.

But looking at the rising sea water, the hundreds of people who survived in the end were also full of despair.

"San'er, hold this wood and don't let it go."

Seeing the relatives and friends around him blown away by the strong wind and washed away by the dark waves, the young couple's face became even more ugly. The beautiful woman tightly pulled her underage son next to her, but his father became even more rude and tied it directly to the thick tree trunk that was obviously just cut down with a hemp rope.

"Dad, what should you do?"

Although the boy was young, he had an extremely mature personality. He looked at his parents firmly with his dark eyes, hoping to remember their appearance in his heart forever.

"This wood cannot bear the weight of three people. If we leave, you must live well."

"San'er, don't make any mistakes. As long as you are alive, even if your mother dies, she will still close her eyes."

As soon as the couple finished speaking, they found that their son stretched out his hands and grabbed their clothes that had been soaked by the heavy rain. The firmness and reluctance in their eyes made this family, which was on the verge of breaking under natural disasters, burst into tears.

boom!

At this moment, a earth-shaking loud noise came from far and near, and then a brilliant and brilliant golden light seemed to be the magic sword of the sky. It cut open the dark clouds that had landed endless rain. The same dazzling lightning lightning, under the impact of golden light like a meteor, was as fragile as a bubble, turning into electric currents to dissipate into rainwater.

A golden light flashed. But the hundreds of people who were waiting to die were surprised to find that the rain stopped and the wind silenced...

"We are saved!"

"Immortal, I saw that they are two immortals."

The person who spoke was an old man with pale hair and beard, and he was also the one who lived the longest time and the highest prestige at the end of the world. He once served the monks in Kunlun Taoist Palace and developed a pair of bright eyes that could see through the storm water. The old man knelt on the ground excitedly, and kept bowing to the direction where the golden light left.

"Thank you Xianren, San'er, kneel down!"

The couple, who were almost dead, pulled their son, who was still stunned, and knelt on the wet top of the mountain with the old man, expressing their gratitude for the golden light that calmed the storm with the most pious attitude.

"Dad, why does the immortal have such powerful power?"

"Because they have practiced the magical powers in the Taoist Palace, and are bathed in the glory of the divine tree."

"Can I become an immortal?"

The words of the boy were just regarded as a young dream by the couple. They also had this idea at the beginning, but unfortunately the reality made them understand that those who stayed at the end of the world were all mortals who did not become immortals.

...

The two kings who calmed the wind and waves were approaching the place where the Xuanpin Gate was, the more serious the expression became. Because they had never seen such a strange and unnatural celestial phenomenon, it was like a terrible existence that could control the storm and thunder. Without the inspiration, it caused such a huge shock, covering up the traces of the forbidden formation that were set up under the three paths.

"I'm afraid we can't stop sending a message to the 'Man Palace'."

As soon as the words of the Eastern King fell, a hint of hesitation appeared on the Western King's face. However, in the end, his fear of the Emperor Monkey overwhelmed his inner restraint. He took out a golden jade talisman, which was shaped like a green leaf, with a diamond-shaped four corners. The naturally generated patterns seemed to contain the most original Taoist rhyme between heaven and earth.

This is the leaves of the Fusang sacred tree. The talisman made of this is supplemented by the secret technique of the Kunlun Taoist Palace. If the cultivation level is sufficient, it can be passed on even between the two realms.

When the ban was first laid, the two kings of the East and West had a communication with Ji Bayi. They also vaguely knew that there were more than two great masters in the Man Palace. The talisman made of Fusang leaves could ignore many bans, and the energy of the Immortal Medicine would easily surprise the people of the Dao.

Seeing the golden leaves in the palm of the Western King turned into a golden thread and disappeared into the sky, the Eastern King was relieved half of his heart.

Then the two looked at each other, with the determination to die, and rushed into the dark and deep ocean, driving the "Sun God Boat".

"You shouldn't have come!"

A regretful sigh came from the deep sea water and fell into the ears of the two kings of the East and West. With the help of the power of the treasure, they had arrived before a rough portal trap deep in the trench, like a stubborn stone.

Because there are three restrictions all around, any slight fluctuations of alien vital energy will be triggered. Therefore, the existence that entered early dissipated the black fog that covered its appearance and body shape, and the whole person was like transparent and nothingness, standing in front of the "Gate of Xuanpin".

"It turned out to be you, how is this possible?"
Chapter completed!