Above the heaven.

The void outside Lingxiao Palace.

Zhao Gongming, the God of Wealth and War.

This legendary disciple of Jiejiao.

At this moment, he is sitting cross-legged in the clouds.

The aura around him is like surging waves.

Surging and surging.

Those eyes suddenly opened.

In an instant.

A golden light burst out from his eyes.

Like lightning that cuts through the darkness.

It echoes with the mysterious chirping sounds coming faintly from the sky.

Resonance vibration.

His breath.

Climbing upwards madly.

Signs of a breakthrough in cultivation have already appeared.

however.

At this critical moment.

Something unexpected happened.

A layer of strange golden light.

It emerged from his body like a snake.

It is connected to the deepest part of heaven in many ways.

In an instant.

The fortune of the entire heaven seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand.

The originally vigorous and upward atmosphere suddenly declined.

The fortune of Jiejiao was already showing signs of fatigue.

In the face of the power accumulated by the Heavenly Court for tens of thousands of years.

Suppressed instantly.

Zhao Gongming's momentum of breakthrough.

Being pressed down.

His cultivation.

On the brink of entering a new realm.

He was pulled back to the peak of Daluo.

A wry smile played on his lips.

The smile was full of helplessness.

"Damn the Conferred God List, it's bound me here!"

Conferred God list.

It gave him the possibility of immortality.

But it is also like an invisible shackle.

Locked his cultivation.

It makes it difficult for him to move forward.

But Zhao Gongming's eyes soon rekindled excitement.

"I never thought that the fortune of my Jie Sect would rise again. It seems that this disaster is also an opportunity for me and my Jie Sect."

"Master, your disciple can only wish you all the best."

He raised his eyes and looked into the depths of heaven.

at the same time.

On the distant Jinao Island.

A change is quietly taking place.

Jin'ao Island.

The surrounding area was shrouded in mist.

The air is filled with spiritual energy.

Monkeys on the island.

The hair was originally dry, yellow and messy.

Under the shining of the mysterious golden light.

Like a new life.

Every hair has a bright and shiny look.

Soft and bright.

An elderly monkey.

Used a cane.

Faltering.

now.

Bathed in golden light.

His legs suddenly burst out with endless power.

It's like going back in time.

It brings it back to its youth.

It excitedly threw away its crutches.

Running and cheering wildly on the ground.

The monkeys on the entire mountain were in an uproar.

Jumping and playing.

Enjoy this wonderful gift to the fullest.

On the top of Jinao Island.

Liu'er Mihou and Ye Feng opened their eyes at the same time.

Both of them.

Because he absorbed a lot of the luck of the Jiejiao.

Momentum and cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

The six-eared macaque broke through to the Daluo realm in one fell swoop.

Ye Feng also successfully entered the realm of Golden Immortal.

Ye Feng's face was full of excitement.

He turned and looked at the six-eared macaque.

"Brother!"

The six-eared macaque nodded slightly.

His eyes sparkled with excitement.

"This must be our master's trick."

"Now that Jiejiao's fortune is on the rise, the creatures blessed by Jiejiao will surely gain many benefits."

"All of us, the descendants of monkeys, will become good seedlings for cultivation in the future."

"Next, we can't just focus on our own cultivation, we also have to train these little guys well."

talking.

His six ears trembled slightly.

Listening to everything that was happening.

What happened on Sun Wukong's side.

He had heard it clearly.

The joy in his eyes grew stronger.

"What are you waiting for? Come on, Junior Brother, let's go take a look!"

After saying that, he took Ye Feng with him.

Rushing towards the monkey group.

all of these.

Naturally, everything was within Tongtian's sight.

He sat upright in the depths of Jin'ao Island.

The smile on his face never faded.

In the eyes.

I am pleased with the growth of my disciples.

There are also expectations for the future of Jiejiao.

however.

The calm did not last long.

Above Jinao Island.

Suddenly, a mysterious and powerful aura descended.

In an instant.

The wind and cloud are discolored.

The originally peaceful sky became overcast.

Tongtian Sect Master’s expression suddenly changed.

The Four Zhu Xian Swords instantly surrounded him.

On the sword.

The runes flicker.

Killing intent is everywhere.

He took a sudden step forward.

The body is like electricity.

It instantly appeared in the sky above Jinao Island.

at the same time.

The island protection formation around Jinao Island was also activated instantly.

A transparent light curtain wraps the entire island.

Come.

He is an old man wearing a white Taoist robe.

Holding a whisk.

Immortal spirit.

The Tai Chi Bagua behind him slowly rotates.

Exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

His figure.

Against the backdrop of dark clouds.

Looks particularly tall.

"Tongtian, what are you going to do?"

The old man's voice was cold and calm.

But it seems to contain endless majesty.

Echoing between heaven and earth.

Tongtian Patriarch’s gaze was as sharp as a torch.

Staring at the old man intently.

"Supreme Saint, you come to me alone, but you can't break this Zhuxian Sword Formation."

"It's not your turn to tell me what to do!"

The Four Zhu Xian Swords slowly rotated behind him.

The runes on the sword became more and more dazzling.

A fatal blow can be launched at any time.

The expression of the Supreme Saint remained calm.

He said calmly.

"The Conferred God Tribulation was set by the teacher himself."

"Don't do anything impulsive again. It will upset the teacher and make everything go unsolved."

His voice is not loud.

But it echoed in the ears of Tongtian Sect Master.

Tongtian Patriarch looked at the Supreme Saint.

I was secretly amazed.

The Supreme Saint in front of you.

Even stranger than it was aeons ago.

on him.

There was no emotional fluctuation at all.

That kind of state.

Tongtian Sect Master has only seen this in one person.

That was their master—the saintly teacher in Zixiao Palace.

The Supreme Saint finished speaking.

So he stood there quietly.

No more words.

The Patriarch Tongtian tightly grasped the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

I thought to myself.

Also a saint.

However, he had no idea of ​​the Supreme Saint's current level of cultivation.

Every move of the other party.

They all contain inexplicable aura and changes.

It made him feel deeply apprehensive.

After a while.

The Patriarch Tongtian slowly retracted the Four Swords of Zhuxian.

The Supreme Sage saw this.

No longer stay.

next moment.

His figure suddenly disappeared.

Only a silent sky remains.

Tongtian Patriarch did not let down his guard.

He set up a powerful formation at his feet.

The formation spread out in all directions like ripples.

Searching for any movement around.

After a while.

He then put away the formation.

Returned to Jinao Island.

Just in case.

He set up layer upon layer of formations on Jin'ao Island.

The painful experiences in the past.

Let him deeply understand the difficult situation of Jiejiao.

He absolutely doesn't want to see it.

The Jiejiao sect finally showed some signs of improvement.

No more setbacks.

"Wukong, I will not take the initiative this time. Everything depends on you."

Tongtian Patriarch thought to himself.

Then he returned to his retreat.

Among the heavens.

Countless pairs of eyes were focused on Jin'ao Island.

After seeing Tongtian Sect Master talking with the Supreme Sage.

Then he returned to Jin'ao Island.

Then he began to reinforce the formation.

Everyone felt a little disappointed.

Especially the saints in the West.

They originally wanted to make another fortune from the Jiejiao.

Now see this situation.

I can only suppress the greed in my heart.

Wait and see.

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