"The Old Saint Lord Taixuan has arrived."

The monks were shocked. How did this great man come back?

Everyone did not dare to delay and left Liuli Palace one after another to welcome the arrival of the old Saint Lord Taixuan.

I saw a purple qi gold hanging down from the nine heavens, magnificent and majestic, hanging on the Double Saint Square, shocking countless monks. Even the Nirvana giant knelt down tremblingly.

With a soothing sound, a purple gold treasure chariot went downstream. This was probably the most luxurious chariot Qin Li had ever seen. From a distance, it looked like a small palace, purple jade tiles, carved railings and jade bricks, fragrant clouds and neon lights burst out, like a saint's car. Wherever he passed, purple air traverseed three thousand miles, and he knelt when he saw it.

"This is the Purple Gold Divine Light Chariot!"

"This is a three-ord spiritual treasure, rare in the world!"

"Only the old Saint Lord Taixuan has such specifications. Let's see you quickly!"

A group of powerful people in Dharma images were very frightened, just like students who saw the teacher were very restrained. As for the Nirvana giant, they were even more arrogant and dared not show up.

"stop!"

A thick voice sounded.

The purple gold divine light chariot controls the misty purple air and hangs in the void.

With a bang, the chariot door opened, pouring out a huge amount of purple light, turning into a purple air and golden bridge, and crossing the road to the front of the Liuli Palace.

Then, eighteen boys and girls walked out, arranged on both sides, wearing purple clothes and wearing children's horn buns, some scattered flowers, some played the guqin, some played the jade flute, some held swords, and some held whisks...

This show is really amazing. Every boy has a treasure body, which shows the foundation of Taixuan Holy Land. Not long after, a middle-aged monk walked out with his head, wearing a purple jade crown, a purple silk robe, a dragon and a tiger robe, and a majestic weapon. His purple eyes scanned the audience, with infinite majesty.

"Is he the old holy master Taixuan?"

Xiao Yezi's black eyes widened and curious.

Qin Li shook his head: "He is the current Taixuan Holy Lord Zi Xuankong, and he is also the grandson of the old Taixuan Holy Lord."

The words fell.

Zi Xuankong bent down and turned around to welcome him:

"Grandpa, do you want me to get the pill for you?"

"No, although I am about to die, I can still act."

An old voice came from the Purple Gold Divine Light Chariot, with a slight slight slight swaying, with a charm like a spring breeze.

I saw an old man slowly walking out. His face was full of wrinkles, his blood was exhausted, his back was hunched, he was wearing a crimson purple robe, leaning on a dragon wood crutch, his eyes were muddy, his hair was gray, his two snow-white eyebrows were drooping to his shoulders, and his white beard was even longer, three feet long, like a white snake, which needed to be held by a woman in the country so that he would not stumbling.

"Meet Daoxiong!"

All the powerful people will perform the rituals of juniors.

Many monks knelt down directly, and their voices were connected, making them deafening.

Qin Li also bent down to salute, but with the cover of the crowd, he secretly looked at the old Saint Lord Taixuan.

He was too old, like a living fossil, witnessing the ups and downs of many years. Now he has lived to the limit of Qianyuan, his whole body is covered with dusk energy, and half his foot is stepped into the coffin.

If you read "Qianyuan General Knowledge" carefully, you will understand the terribleness of Daoxiong.

His son is also the Holy Lord of Taixuan, but unfortunately he was killed by him and his life was about to end.

Now the beautiful purple-clothed woman in his grandson succeeds to the throne of the Holy Lord and then holds a beard on her head should be his great-granddaughter Ziying.

"This group of juniors is good, Qianyuan's future lies with them."

The old Saint Lord Taixuan swept over everyone present.

No one dares to respond.

The other party has too much identity, and even a powerful person dares not speak nonsense, let alone Nirvana.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Master Yuandan quickly broke the silence and said respectfully: "Senior, the golden elixir you want has been refined."

"Then you won't take it out." Zi Ying, holding her beard, held her head and her chest, looking arrogant. She was obviously only at the ninth level of Nirvana, but she dared to call the Supreme Dharma Image.

"No big or small!"

Zi Xuankong glared at his daughter.

Master Yuandan smiled embarrassedly, not caring about it, but felt a little uncomfortable.

I guess the other party held the first holy land and looked down on them from the bottom of their hearts, so he said rudely.

The head of the military disaster calmed down and bowed: "After three hundred years, our two sects of Pills have been fortunate enough to be disgraceful and finally refined the Jindan of the Year!"

The words fell.

boom!

A muffled sound came.

The most gorgeous purple gold gourd furnace in the venue burst into colorful light.

This is the moment when the Lingbao Dan Furnace was unveiled, the weather was filled with tremendous atmosphere, and rainbows flowed out, auspicious clouds circulating, and filled with brilliance.

However, a crystal pill floated in the air, and everything seemed to be frozen. All kinds of strange phenomena solidified for a moment. Even the lava of five hundred miles radius fell silent, and all the monks felt an indescribable feeling.

Qin Li reacted the most because the second magical power in the dantian was shocking continuously, and he should have felt the power of the same origin. If you look carefully, there are fine elixir patterns in the crystal elixir pills, gathering into a mysterious rune.

"It turned out to be the Fengsui Jindan."

"This is a pill that surpasses the Wanshou Golden Pill, and it is worthy of being the head of Yuandan!"

"According to legend, those who take pills will be frozen for 100,000 years, their faces will not grow old, and their lifespan will not diminish. They will still be able to show off their evil spirits in future generations."

A group of powerful people swallowed their saliva. This kind of golden elixir is too magical and a rare treasure.

The old saint of Taixuan raised his hand and grabbed it.

The golden elixir of Fengsui fell into his hands, consolidating his light.

He looked at it and swallowed it. The medicinal power quickly spread, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, flesh and blood, flesh and five internal organs, limbs and bones, and then overflowing from the pores to form medicinal power crystals, which wanted to seal him from the inside out and lock in life.

This scene is like a miracle.

All monks stared at each other and observed carefully.

Obviously, the old sage Taixuan was dead and wanted to prolong his life through this method.

Crack Crack Crack!

An unexpected scene occurred during the sealing process.

The crystal began to crack, collapse, fall, and finally turned into dust.

The old Saint Lord Taixuan is still like that, with a deep breath and a well-proportioned breathing, and he is not sealed at all.

"Okay! Xiaoxiaodao Sect, Ju dares to refine fake golden elixirs and deceive his grandfather. Are you tired of living?" The girl Ziying was furious and was domineering.

The old Saint Lord Taixuan shook his head and said, "You blamed them wrongly. The Fengsui Jindan is useless to me. I have known it for a long time, but I still hold a glimmer of hope. Now it seems that I have lived to the end."

Ziying's face changed drastically: "Grandpa, you can't have anything to do. Taixuan Holy Land still needs you to take charge. We will find you for the longevity of biomass and the Golden Pill of Life, which will definitely help you prolong your life."

"He just opened a golden elixir of life!"

Sudden.

Someone called out.

Everyone looked surprised and looked sideways.

Dong Rihuang pointed at Qin Li with an excited look and said righteously:

"Dugu Wudi, Senior Daoxiong has the merit of saving the world. You are also the enjoyer of Yuyin and have not contributed the Golden Pill of Life."

Ao Sanqian raised his eyebrows, looked playful and said sarcastically: "Dugu Wudi, this is an opportunity to curry favor with Taixuan Holy Land. You must seize it!"

The powerful people around him nodded: "You are still young and cannot use the Golden Pill of Life. Besides, the Demon Buddha is not dead. If the righteous path is gone, Daoxiong will take charge, Qianyuan will be in trouble again and the creatures will suffer."

Xiaolong was unhappy: "You don't feel sorry for others!"

Xiao Yezi was also angry and puffed up: "A group of old and unshy things, you are all the supreme elders of the Holy Di Dao Sect. If you are willing to make a big move, you can also refine a golden elixir of the Wansheng, and you can give it to yourself."

“Bold!”

Ziying shouted angrily, her eyebrows raised:

"It is your honor to be able to curry favor with Taixuan Holy Land. You dare to whine and bark wildly, ignorant. Come on the pill quickly and don't ask me to do it."

This attitude was extremely arrogant, as if he was commanding a subordinate.

Qin Li was extremely calm.

He took out the Golden Pill of Wanshou and said with a smile:

"I have always respected Senior Daoxiong, so I will regard this golden elixir as a little bit of my heart."

Dong Rihuang and Ao Sanqian were extremely proud, but Xiaolong and Xiaoyezi seemed particularly frustrated, but she could not help.

"You know your identity!"

Ziying raised her hand and took the pill.

Zi Xuankong stopped his daughter: "No, this pill is useless to grandpa."

"My situation is quite special, not my own problem, but the shortcomings of Qianyuan World." The old Saint Lord Taixuan smiled at Qin Li: "Also, thank you for your kindness."

Qin Li returned with a gift and took back the golden elixir.

He had known for a long time that Daoxiong would not collect elixirs, so he took it out generously.

Before, Yao Xiong was old and old. He wanted to use the longevity of life to help, but was rejected. Qin Li therefore understood that Dao Xiong was also in general, and medicine stones were useless and could only wait for death.

Could it be that if we keep the ancient and modern times, we will die?
Chapter completed!