The man who was like a banished immortal had a wonderful sound of the great way, the divine chains of laws and orders flying, the mysterious ancient characters flying, and the Tao rhymes all over his body were natural, as if they were united with the Tao.

Nangong Zhen's figure was deeply imprinted in her heart at this moment.

"There is the Western Emperor Sutra here, and I need you to help me realize it!" The Qing Emperor God only looked at Zixia, his eyes as deep as the sea, unfathomable, and devoured his mind.

The reason why he brought back Zixia, the innate Taoist fetus, was to use the other party's physique to comprehend the Western Emperor's Sutra.

"Okay!" Zixia nodded and responded in a strange way.

At this moment, she was shocked, and she was surprised that Nangong Zhen’s extraordinary power was also surprised that there was the Western Emperor Sutra here.

Although the Purple Mansion Holy Land is a sacred land force, there is no Emperor Sutra for her to practice. The most suitable thing for her innate Taoist fetus cultivation is the Western Sutra created by the Western Emperor Mother.

Looking at the person sitting cross-legged at the foot of the stone mountain like a banished immortal, I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Then she used her innate Taoist fetus as a guide to activate her divine power, unite with Tao, and realize this Taoist rhyme.

I saw a mountain with the sun engraved on a stone mountain that seemed to exude a trace of charm to pull her mind.

The purple clouds floated lightly at the foot of the stone mountain like an immortal, sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and pulled the charm of Tao with their minds.

Without the guidance of the Western Emperor Sutra, we can only comprehend the Emperor's Sutra in this way.

The charm of the innate Taoist fetus made Zixia quickly grasp the ethereal Taoist rhyme.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!