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Seven hundred and eighteenth chapter: the meeting of the wind and clouds

The atmosphere in the temple was quite awkward.

The once trivial little person, but now he has the qualification to be on par with them, which makes them a little uncomfortable.

Moreover, compared with the title of "Lord of Kunlun", "Lord of Taixu" is much stronger.

In a sense, Zhuo Yunxian bears the hope of inheritance of the Taixu Immortal Sect, and his status is so high that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the giants of all forces in the heavenly realm.

The Saint of Zhongzhou advocated opening his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

At this time, the Saint Lord Xilin suddenly asked: "Saint Lord Taixuan, Qianmo and Zhuo Yunxian are husband and wife, what does it have to do with the Taixu Illusion Realm?"

The Holy Lord Xilin is the only woman among the nine Holy Lords. She usually rarely speaks, but no one will ignore her existence.

The Holy Lord Taixuan looked at the other party and told him truthfully: "In order to save Qian Mo, Zhuo Yunxian entered the illusion of the Taixu Immortal Sect, which was the time when Yun Tiange and others were eliminated... However, Zhuo Yunxian was seriously injured in the end, and Qian Mo injected part of the origin of the Taixu Immortal Realm into Zhuo Yunxian's body, causing the origin of the Taixu Immortal Realm to be damaged and had to be forced to close it."

“…”

Everyone was silent again, and suddenly felt absurd.

Taixu Illusion Realm is a treasure of Taixu Immortal Sect. Zhuo Yunxian and Qianmo are both descendants of Taixu Immortal Sect. No matter how they make trouble, it seems that no one else is qualified to say anything.

Thinking of this, the Holy Lords were inexplicably discouraged, as if they were punching the cotton, with nowhere to use their strength.

After a long time, the Holy Lord of Zhongzhou gradually recovered and said, "Holy Lord of Taixuan, what do you think?"

The Holy Lord of Taixuan said lightly: "If you want to reopen the Taixu Illusion Realm, you must repair the origin of Taixu."

The Holy Lord of Zhongzhou hesitated for a moment: "Are you talking about the divine source stone? Unfortunately, this thing has been lost, and it is difficult to retrieve it."

The face of the Taixuan Saint Lord changed slightly, and he felt unwilling to say: "Immortal Saint Alliance has been searching for so long, but hasn't found out who did it?"

The Holy Lord of Zhongzhou shook his head: "The other party has been planning for many years, so he is naturally fully prepared. Unfortunately, we couldn't escape from the battlefield of the abyss at that time, so we had the opportunity to take advantage of it."

After a pause, the Holy Lord of Zhongzhou said again: "Let's talk about this later. I also have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?"

"Someone has opened the gate of heaven in the Penglai Sea, and there have been immortals descending to the earth. What do you think about this?"

When everyone's faces changed drastically after hearing the story of the Holy Lord in Zhongzhou.

As the strongest men of the Xianqiong Continent, they naturally understand the dangers of immortals in the heavenly realm.

No matter how intense the internal conflicts in the Xianqiong Continent were, they were just "family affairs". Now that foreign enemies invaded, there was a wolf in front and a tiger behind. The Xianqiong Continent would definitely fall into dire straits.

...

Taixuanzhou, the imperial city.

After half a year of development, the scope of the imperial capital has been expanded more than three times. Under the cover of the dragon veins, the imperial capital has become more prosperous and the population has suddenly increased by tens of millions.

At noon, Tang Jiu was waiting anxiously outside Changle Palace, looking at the busy maids and maids inside the door from time to time.

Shu Qing was silently with her side, her face was both excited and nervous.

"Okay, your majesty, don't walk around, I'm so dazzled."

Shu Qing glared at Tang Jiu angrily, who smiled bitterly and shrank his neck, not daring to have any disobedience.

At the same time, Zhuo Yunxian and others rushed over, and the scene suddenly became much more lively.

“Wow—Wow—Wow—”

"hold head high!"

A burst of crying cut through the blue sky, and then the sky was a strange sign and the dragon roared everywhere.

Seeing such a scene, many civilians knelt on the ground and regarded it as auspicious.

"It's a dragon species... the mother and son are safe, and it's good luck!"

Wenpo announced loudly, and there was a hint of joy in his words.

Although Tang Jiu had already known this result, he was still at a loss and ecstatic.

"Bang!"

Shu Qing patted Tang Jiu's head hard and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Go in and see the child and Xiaozhen!"

As a person who has experienced it, Shu Qing is very aware of the pain and danger of having a child. This is a "gate of hell". If you can pass it, you will be reborn, and if you can't pass it, you will be the end of your fate.

"Reward, all rewards! Hahaha--"

Tang Jiu was very excited and rushed into Changle Palace.

When the Wenpo carried the child forward, Tang Jiu suddenly felt a blood-connected kindness.

Unlike ordinary babies, they are wrinkled when they are born. Tang Jiu looks white and fat, with smooth and delicate skin, and a faint surface of the surface.

"This...is the innate spiritual body!? OK!"

Tang Jiu was happy again, so he quickly took the baby and carried it to Ning Xiaozhen.

Although Ning Xiaozhen is an immortal cultivator and has a lot of spiritual nourishment, as the baby is born, most of the vital energy in her body is passed into the baby's body, which makes her vital energy severely damaged and looks extremely weak.

"Our kids are okay?"

Listening to Ning Xiaozhen's concern, Tang Jiu comforted him repeatedly: "It's okay, he is a handler, very well-behaved, and has a congenital spiritual body. He will definitely be a genius of cultivating immortals in the future."

While talking, Tang Jiu handed the child over to Ning Xiaozhen, and the child was in his mother's arms and stopped crying.

"This is our kid, so cute!"

Ning Xiaozhen gently kissed the child's forehead, her eyes full of spoiling.

"Look at my memory, I almost forgot about this divine-enhancing golden elixir!"

Tang Jiu patted his head in annoyance, and turned his hand to take out a golden elixir for Ning Xiaozhen to take it.

After a moment, Ning Xiao really looked much better.

...

Empress Xiande gave birth to Long Zi, and the Daqian Dynasty had successors and the country was stable.

The imperial city is very lively, inside and outside the imperial capital, with lights and colorful decorations, a joyful scene, which can be said to be celebrated together.

On the other hand, Tiangong Academy has built the teleportation array. In order to build momentum for the Daqian Dynasty, Tang Jiu sent invitations to the powerful people from the three islands of Kyushu to watch the ceremony by using his child's birthday.

...

Half a month later, powerful people from all sides of the three islands of Jiuzhou came one after another. Strong people could be seen everywhere in the imperial city, as well as various strange mounts and spirit beasts.

This is the first time Taixuanzhou has had such close contact with the outside world, which has made many people more broad.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

A young man rode a tiger-toothed beast and rushed around the street, causing the people around him to fall into a mess, and several pedestrians were even injured by the beast.

At this time, the patrol team happened to pass by and quickly stopped him.

"Who are you? How dare you block my young master's way?"

The boy jumped off his mount and accused the patrol and scolded him.

Then, several men in strong costumes appeared beside the boy, looking at the patrol guards with a fierce aura, and they were very interested in taking action when they had a disagreement.

The patrol commander was not afraid at all and scolded coldly: "This is the capital of Emperor Daqian, and you cannot tolerate you being presumptuous!"

"Hmph! My young master is the third son of the Yun family in Zhongshenzhou. He is invited to come this time, so why not get out of here."

A manager stood up arrogantly, and the patrol commander frowned and showed hesitation.

...
Chapter completed!
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