"Are your eyes so good?"

Seeing Bu Nian Tian's strange expression, Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

But when I think about it, I feel relieved. Now Bu Nian Tian is a demigod, with his own transcendent vision. In this regard, he is also comparable to Yao Yue. One can see through his eternal world, and the other can see into it.

Go through his eternal gates.

"Senior, being famous is not as good as meeting once." Bu Niantian said with a smile.

"The past is just a false name." The devil said slowly.

"Why don't you come out and sit for a while?"

"I... don't like the excitement."

If you don't say he is a devil, he is neither humble nor arrogant.

Zhao Yun wanted to laugh when he heard this. He thought back to the Dream Island in the past. When he first bumped into this guy, how awesome he was! Now! He has no power and is just like a docile little sheep. It’s a credit to the Dream Fairy that he hasn’t advanced yet.

Demigod, otherwise, when he goes to visit Yunyan, he won't be able to come out so easily. Bu Nian Tian can see through his eternal world, but Mengxian can't?

The devil didn't want to come out, and he didn't force himself to do anything.

She was just surprised that Zhao Yun got together with Demon King Huntian.

Is it possible that the magic box was given to Zhao Yun by the devil?

"Help me!" Zhao Yun said, taking out something, which was the Heavenly Dao Diagram of the Heavenly Daoist. This was a demigod-level thing, and it required a demigod-level to refine it.

This picture is really extraordinary. Even though its owner has been buried, it is still restless and violent, always trying to break through the seal.

Bu Niantian took it, spread it out casually, hung it in mid-air, and stared quietly.

The Dao map of Yantian lineage is still very mysterious. The mountains, mountains and rivers in it are all alive and dyed with ancient aura.

The only fly in the ointment is that this road map has flaws.

Speaking of shortcomings, it was the masterpiece of her senior brother Changshengxian.

Back then, if Yan Tianlao Dao hadn't been able to run fast, it wouldn't have been as simple as severely damaging the Dao map.

No problem.

It's not too late.

The old Taoist Yan Tian was not buried in the hands of the Immortal Immortal, but was destroyed by the Holy Son of Da Luo.

After all, there is no way to avoid the inevitable disaster of death.

"Give me three days."

If you don't read the sky and close your eyes, you will also close the picture of the way of heaven.

She stood in front of the magic box and peered with all her eyes.

She has been studying this thing for half a month, and she still has only a partial understanding of it, and it is difficult to see what is inside. This time, Dapeng and others were sent in, but she still couldn't see through it. It was indeed the handiwork of the gods, and it was indeed a masterpiece of heaven.

"I have been sleeping for the past few days, but someone came to see me." Zhao Yun asked.

"When it's late at night and everyone is quiet, he will stand outside the mountain and look out." Bu Niantian whispered, knowing who Zhao Yun was asking about, Eternal Dao Body! He had been waiting for Zhao Yun for a long time.

After Zhao Yun heard this, he subconsciously glanced sideways and looked out of the mountain.

The Eternal Taoist Body is obviously not here. If the other party comes, he must be aware of it.

"He...comes from the tomb." Zhao Yun asked again.

"You have gained a lot of knowledge after going out." Bu Niantian smiled and was still studying the magic box. She had never told Zhao Yun about the tomb, and she didn't know where Zhao Yun heard the news.

After a few moments, she added the second half of the sentence:

"I asked, but the other party didn't know either."

"Can I meet the people at the tomb?" Zhao Yun asked.

"When we should meet, we will meet each other." Bu Niantian declined politely.

Zhao Yun deeply regretted that he was a member of his own family, so how could he still hide him? Or was it that the people at the tomb really didn’t want to see him?

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Accompanied by gusts of wind, many elders of the Immortal Sect came up, but they were all hiding in the dark. They were not monitoring, but guarding. Who were they protecting?...Guarding the disciples of the Immortal Sect who want to come here to practice, where are they going?

What about cultivation?...It is the world of hell and demons.

Looking at the stone steps leading to Tianzi Peak from the foot of the mountain, one after another people have been queuing up. They are all descendants of the Immortal Sect, both men and women. The one walking in the front is none other than the Saint of Da Luo.

This is only the first batch, carefully selected by Bu Niantian.

Later, there will be a second batch, a third batch, a fourth batch...

All Immortal Sect disciples have a chance to enter, it's just a matter of time.

"Why are you here?" Many disciples looked left and right.

Not to mention them, even the Saint of Great Luo didn’t know why.

No one gave an answer. They only knew that the master had an order to gather at Tianzi Mountain.

Eh?

When they saw Zhao Yun, all the disciples were surprised, obviously they didn't know that the Holy Son had returned to the Immortal Sect.

Recently, his holy son has become popular all over the world. In a battle with gods and monuments, eight hundred immortal kings were killed. Outside the ancient city of Xihuang, a Taoist body crippled the son of swallowing the sky. Just half a month ago, he also destroyed Yantian.

Old Taoists, to them, these are earth-shattering feats.

"I've seen the Holy Son." Many people bowed down with their hands in hand, with awe in their eyes.

"No need to be polite." Zhao Yun smiled and offered a series of spiritual consciousnesses, which flew into everyone's eyebrows. Most of them were his experience in practicing in the Huntian Demon Realm, as well as precautions, which were all clearly listed and saved.

After the disciples entered, they were in a hurry.

"Is this...?" Everyone looked strange.

"Keep it in mind." Bu Niantian whispered.

After saying this, Zhao Yun opened the magic box and sent everyone inside.

Along with the disciples, there are also Dragon Concubine, Xiaocai Fan and Wanyu.

Mr. Zhao is quite sensible and stuffed the three of them with a lot of elixirs and cultivation resources.

In fact, everyone who goes in is fully stocked.

In this regard, the Immortal Sect was not stingy, and its cultivation resources were really wasted.

It is a rare holy land for cultivation and must be fully supported.

"That thing...is the Huntian Magic Box?"

"Junior sister makes such a big noise, there is no way it's fake."

"Zhao Yun, the blessed general, actually obtained such a magical object."

The elders of the Immortal Sect, who were hiding in the dark, mostly communicated in whispers, and their excitement could not be concealed in their conversations.

With this magic box, the descendants of his Immortal Sect can improve their cultivation and state of mind in the shortest possible time. If they can transcend themselves, it will be Nirvana and transformation. As elders, how can they not be happy about the rise of Daluo Immortal Sect?

Hopefully.

Here, Zhao Yun has closed the magic box.

He left Hun Tianhuo behind and went straight down the mountain.

Don't forget that Tian has not left, and stay there every step of the way.

To avoid accidents, she also brought magical weapons and hung them over Tianzi Mountain. This was a powerful deterrent and the meaning was obvious. No one was allowed to approach Tianzi Mountain without the order of the leader.

"Look! It's me who the boss values ​​the most."

Hun Tianhuo transformed into a black little man, sitting cross-legged on the magic box, with his hands folded on his chest, not to mention how impressive he was.

Today, it fully possesses this capital.

Apart from the owner, only one can open the magic box.

If the owner burps one day, it will become a national treasure.

"What should I do? I want to beat him." Long Yuan and Xian Lei were not happy.

If they are unhappy, they don't dare to make any mistakes. If they don't sit there, whoever dares to move forward will have time to make an appointment. Like that black flame, they are already the key targets of protection.

"Who is my master sleeping with? Are you jealous?" Hun Tianhuo glanced at the beauty next to him, well, that was Bu Niantian.

What's embarrassing is that the person didn't pay any attention to it at all, and just put aside the diligently refining the Heavenly Dao Diagram, with an indifferent expression, which clearly stated: Whoever I love has nothing to do with me.

"What is this going on? Why are the mountains closed?"

"It's probably because the Holy Son has returned and is holding a celebration banquet on the mountain."

When Zhao Yun came down the mountain, he saw the disciples of Xianzong in groups, talking a lot.

It’s also strange that the Xianzong’s confidentiality work is so good. Except for the top management, few people know about the magic box. If this spreads, it would be strange if the Xianzong doesn’t explode, and trouble will inevitably arise.
To be continued...