Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 207 Yun Neutron Visits Biyou Palace Again
Although they are both the leaders of Western religions, these two saints have very different temperaments.

Jieyin is much kinder than Zhunti, which is one of the reasons why Yun Zhongzi was able to kill the turtle spirit under the eyes of the saint.

The saints from the west had crossed the border when they came to the east land hastily, and the Taoist guide had no choice but to go back home.

Of course, the next time he comes, he won't be so easy to talk to.

Jiang Ziya retreated completely, so he continued to lead the army to attack the three passes of Surabaya, Qinglong and Jiameng.

Yun Zhongzi is very depressed at the moment, because he needs to go to Biyou Palace again.

In the past, Lei Zhenzi killed the Madonna of Huoling, and Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to maintain the friendship between the two religions, and ordered a certain immortal to come and apologize.

Now that the two religions have not completely broken up, and Yun Zhongzi killed the Guiling Virgin, the process still needs to be followed.

With a long sword on his back and a whisk in his hand, Yun Zhongzi took a step forward, so close to the end of the world.

In the East China Sea, Qingyun is three thousand miles away, and Jinao Island is located under it.

This revisit of his old place made him sigh.

Long, long ago, this place was his haunted dream.

It's a pity that the world is impermanent, and some things get worse the more you force them.

"Good thief, you killed Gui Ling, how dare you come to the East China Sea again?"

Jin Guangxian came with a sword, with a menacing aura.

Most of the world's affairs are reincarnated one after another, and it was this immortal who was the first to welcome a certain true immortal.

But this way of greeting is still not very friendly.

"Long time no see, Fellow Daoist is still in style!"

Yun Zhongzi stood on the cloud and made a gesture.

Jin Guangxian was startled when he heard the words, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd?

"...still ugly."

Yun Zhongzi smiled slightly, elegant and easy-going.

"You are too deceitful, give me a shot..."

Jin Guangxian was so provoked that he lost his mind, and actually planned to sacrifice the imperial sword.

"Senior brother, don't be rude."

Taoist Duobao floated to him and tried to dissuade him.

Jin Guangxian realized later, and finally came to his senses, his eyes widened with anger, and he slowly clenched Tai'a sword tightly.

"I have heard that Biyou's four descendants have a deep friendship, so I will first apologize to Senior Brother Duobao."

Yun Zhongzi restrained his expression and bowed slightly.

These two people are well aware of the cause of the death of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and if they really want to be investigated, they are all responsible.

Daoist Duobao looked indifferent, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Yun Zhongzi raised his head, and his eyes fell on Taoist Duobao's shoulder blade.

In the past, a certain Fude Immortal once used the Heaven-Slaying Sword Style of the Master of Tongtian Sect to cut off his arm.

"Master once said: The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit doesn't know the number of days, so she entered the robbery arbitrarily. Since she blocked King Wu's Eastern Expedition, it is her own fault to be on the list."

Taoist Duobao smiled, and unhurriedly relayed the words of the saint.

"Uncle Shi understands righteousness deeply, and this disciple admires him."

Facing the direction of Biyou Palace, Yun Zhongzi gave a respectful gesture.

Seeing this, Jin Guangxian's canthus cracked, wishing he could swallow someone alive.

"Master invites you to enter Biyou Palace for a while. If anyone dares to block you, you just have to kill him."

Taoist Duobao finished speaking, waved his sleeve lightly, and fled away.

Jin Guangxian gritted his teeth, and turned into a streamer and left.

Yun Zhongzi shook his head, he took a step forward and arrived on the island in an instant.

This place is the ancestral home of Jiejiao, where the gods pay homage, and where the immortals come to pay homage, and it is a place with beautiful scenery.

Zhilanzhuguo can be seen everywhere, and cranes and elks are nothing but ordinary.

In order to show his respect, Yun Zhongzi didn't use escape methods, didn't ride the clouds and fog, didn't fly up, but just walked step by step, as if he wanted to measure this treasure land.

Probably because of the sage's decree, no one came to stop the teaching.

Yun Zhongzi strolled in the courtyard for an hour, and finally came to Biyou Palace.

There is a post hanging on the door of the hall, which has not changed for many years.

Yun Zhongzi raised his head, read it silently, and couldn't help sighing that good luck made people fool.

Be it Yuxu Palace or Bajing Palace, they both ordered the disciples to close the cave and recite the Huangting silently.

But the only one who wrote this statement and hung it on the palace gate was the Bi Yougong family, without a semicolon.

But it happens that under Biyou's sect, there are many immortals who are polluted by the world of mortals, and they have created endless karma.

Yun Zhongzi calmed down, straightened his clothes, and then entered the hall.

I saw the sage sitting high on the nine-fold platform, with Qingyun covering three thousand miles on the top, swaying and swaying, which is quite mysterious.

Daoist Duobao, Our Lady of Wudang, and Our Lady of Jinling stand on the left side of the hall.

Qiushouxian, Lingyaxian, Jinguangxian, Wuyunxian, Jinhuanxian, Piluxian, and Changer Dingguangxian stand on the right side of the hall.

Master Tongtian opened his eyes slowly, and the Qingping sword suddenly hung in the air.

No matter if it's from the Four Ques and One, or whether it's from the Seven Immortals in attendance, they all look at a certain True Immortal of Fortune.

If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would have felt like a thorn in the back and a thorn in the throat. Fortunately, the real immortal of certain fortune is not a human being.

Yun Zhongzi lightly shook his sleeves, brushed off the non-existent dust, and then walked forward step by step.

The Biyoumen were staring at him, as if they wanted to make him retreat.

"Yun Zhongzi, from Yuxu's sect, pays respects to Master Uncle."

Yun Zhongzi respectfully called the Taoist gate.

"Your master hasn't refined treasures for his disciples for many years, but he has been diligent in the past ten years."

Master Tongtian smiled slightly, and there seemed to be deep meaning in his words.

"Thank you uncle for your concern. If Master knows about it, he will be very happy."

Yun Zhongzi bowed slightly, but didn't answer.

"I already know why you came."

Master Tongtian slowly grasped the hilt of Qingping's sword, gently rubbing the edge of the sword.

"It was he who killed the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit!"

"Master, please kill this beast!"

"This son has become a serious problem..."

The Seven Immortals who accompanied them were indignant, each expressing his own opinion.

Taoist Duobao lowered his eyes, his expression was obscure.

The Virgin of the Golden Spirit sensed the aura of the Four Elephant Pagoda and Dragon and Tiger Ruyi.

She only had two disciples in total, but Yu Yuan was already imprisoned, and Wen Zhong's tragic death was listed on the list, this lineage has been broken.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't say a word, but there seemed to be flames in her eyes.

The Holy Mother of Wudang glanced at the white-robed Taoist, her brows were raised high, she didn't know what she was thinking about.

"You guys are making a lot of noise in the hall, how can you still have a little bit of purity? How can Biyou Palace have a little bit of Daoism?"

The voice of the Master Tongtian was unusually calm, like the calm before the storm.

The attendant Seven Immortals were silent for a long time after hearing the words, and did not speak again.

"This matter has already been concluded. The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit has fallen into the catastrophe. It is her own fault to be on the list. I can't blame him."

After the Master Tongtian Sect spoke, he lightly waved his sleeves and sent everyone out of the hall.

Yun Zhongzi stood in the peach grove, smiling slightly.

The attendants of the Seven Immortals stood around and stared at him viciously.

"Fellow daoists, if you want to seek revenge, no one will refuse you.

But there was an old debt many years ago, why not settle it first? "

Yun Zhongzi slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, shook his sleeves lightly, and sacrificed a red fire dragon.

The seven immortals who accompany them show their supernatural powers, or sacrifice swords, or perform five-element Taoism, all kinds of different.

Daoist Duobao stood quietly on the top of the mountain, overlooking the crowd, he took out the three treasures in his sleeves and stroked them lightly.

(End of this chapter)