The vast galaxy has begun over and over again, representing the transformation of time and space. Time goes by, saying that the moon and the moon are constantly going back and forth.

The storm of Fang Junta shocked the immortal realms. During this period, the leaders of the five sects and three clans went to Tongtian Pavilion to question the crime. The noise was so great that even the secret of the quiet space was temporarily suppressed.

The nine masters have held secrets for more than ten times. What they said and what they did became the permanent secrets of the Immortal Realm. However, almost all people in the cultivation world know that these three months were the most turbulent three months in the Immortal Realm. On one day three months later, shocking news came from Tongtian Pavilion that shook the Immortal Realm.

"Bang!" The sound of the teahouse being shattered spread throughout the hall. The eight masters of the five sects and three tribes looked at the only white-haired old man who had not yet shown any anger and was calm and indignant.

The old man was calm as usual, playing with the bright and moist green dragon cup in his hand, and his eyes deliberately or unintentionally swept towards the Huang Family Fazu who was slapped the table.

Huang Que Ling's big face was as red as a pig's lungs. In addition, the reason for her anger turned into purple: "Nan Guo Gerong, give me a good word. When will Fang Jun Tower be opened? When will Lu Chen come out?"

"I can't say it." Nan Guo Gerong's outrageous voice was extremely weak, and even contained a hint of contempt.

Kutuo also stood up, and the black prison evil king robe roared: "Nanguo Gerong, do you know what you are doing? The master of the Eternal Success River covets Fang Jun Tower. If we had not helped us with all our strength, how could Tongtian Pavilion be today? How could the Immortal Realms maintain thousands of years of peace? Your actions are to break up and give the eternal Success River scattered cultivators a chance to take advantage of it."

What Kutuo said is the biggest secret of the Immortal Realm. If this statement falls into the ears of outsiders, he will definitely be shocked by the disputes in the mortal world. The implication is that the Immortal Realm is not the strongest in the mortal world, and the five sects and three tribes also have fears, and that is the nightmare of the legendary mortal cultivators.

Nan Guo Gerong still looked indifferent and replied indifferently: "I naturally understand what fellow Taoist Kutuo said, but when I helped me to protect Fang Jun Tower, did you have no selfishness? If you don't have selfishness, where will the income of the sects come from over the years? Besides, the monument of the past life is my own things. Over the years, my disciples have also gained a lot of benefits. Even if I owe you, I should pay it back."

Nan Guo Gerong's words were convincing and his contempt was fully revealed. Not to mention Huang Quling and others, even Huang Quan and Wuxingman, who had a good relationship with Lu Chen, frowned because of this. However, Nan Guo Gerong did not give them a chance to refute and continued: "Also, I once said that Fang Jun Pagoda is a method of the ancient god's remnant. Without the power of the ancient god, it is impossible to control the pagoda forever. Everyone has made enough money for so many years, and Fang Jun Pagoda is also on the verge of collapse. Lu Chen has hope of conquering the Nanming Immortal Fire, and the two strong fights each other. The balance of Fang Jun Pagoda can no longer be maintained. It may be God's will to become the situation today."

"God's will?" Wei Ti snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Fang Jun Tower, the Monument of the Past Life, maintains the relationship between the five sects, three clans and one pavilion. I have never had a broken face. Even if the kid Lu Chen started a war in the Chi Lian Sect, it was just a small fight between the younger generations. Nan Guo Daoist, if Fang Jun Tower is not here, do you think our eight families can continue to get along like this?" When Wei Ti said this, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Wuxingman, Huang Quan, as if he had some ideas.

How could Nan Guo Gerong not understand what he meant? To put it bluntly, Wei Ti was not worried, but was unwilling to give up. Because of Lu Chen's case, the five sects and three tribes were almost in a stalemate, but the reason why they did not fight in the end was on Fang Jun Tower. As he said, without Fang Jun Tower, it was equivalent to cutting off the chain of interests from the key part. Then the five sects and three tribes would return to the point where they did not have Fang Jun Tower and acted in their own political situation. In this way, it was easy to be intervened by their major forces.

The five sects and three tribes ruled the immortal realms for a long time and seemed to be sure, but how big is the real immortal realms? Who knows, not to mention anything else, just the edge of the Eternal Life River, the countless islands, but an extremely amazing force. Although those who were named Sanxian did not have too many terrifying numbers of monks and disciples, as long as one appeared, it would be enough to shock the world. They are not good people.

Wei Ti originally planned to use this to threaten Nan Guo Gerong to tell the current situation of Fang Junta and get benefits. However, he did not expect that Nan Guo Gerong was still soft and hard and said: "As the same thing, no one knows Fang Junta better than me. I said that even if Fang Junta is not destroyed this time, it will definitely not be able to open it again, and even if it is opened, it will not have the effect of the past. It is impossible to practice here."

"You..." Wei Di was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, but he had no way to Nan Guo Gerong. Then again, Nan Guo Gerong's words were not at all reasonable. What only a few old monsters knew was that Fang Jun Tower came from the ancient gods and demons battlefield, and its internal space was unstable. It was like a magic weapon that was used for a long time and had no magic power maintenance of the magic weapon owner. Sooner or later, it would turn into scrap iron. Even if it persisted, no one could stop it.

And Nan Guogerong Gaoming is here. From the time he had the Fang Jun Tower to now, the only one who knew the existence of the tower spirit was Lu Chen. Lu Chen still told him.

"Amitabha" The old Buddha Nanzang who had not made a sound for a long time finally couldn't help it and said, "Since that's the case, what's the point of saying it?" Nanzang looked at Wei Ti and others, and then stared at Nan Guo Gerong with deep meaning and said, "Dan I don't know what plans will be made in the future."

"The Fang Jun Pagoda is gone, Tongtian Pavilion is in name only. I want to see what you, Nan Guo, plan to do? With your virtue, you want to start a sect and establish a sect, do you think someone will agree?" Nan Zang Laofu thought of this, and his lips were slightly sarcastic.

Everyone also heard what Nan Zang meant, and their eyes moved towards Nan Guo Gerong, wanting to see what he said?

Nan Guo Gerong smiled slightly, as if he had a plan, and said, "Plan, I have been tired after suffering from Tongtian Pavilion in this life. I will not hide it from you. I have ordered people to take care of everything. In the future, there will be Tongtian Pavilion in the immortal realm, and there will be no Tongtian Pavilion, and there will be Nanguo Pavilion Master. As for the monument of the birth of the past life..." Nan Guo Gerong smiled disdainfully and said loudly: "This monument is in Tongtian Pavilion. You can handle it as much as you want. I have lifted the ban on recognizing the master. Now it is yours."

"Haha..." Nan Guo Gerong finished speaking, laughing wildly. The hearty laughter seemed to have removed the burden of his whole body, but he fell freely and naturally, and was light in nothing.

Facing her eyes that were so shocked that she could not even speak, Nan Guo Gerong picked up her fists, bowed around her, and then said, "Okay, I will never be the master of Nan Guo Gerong again. There is only Nan Guo Gerong in the world. I remember the friendship in my heart. I will say goodbye. Friends, please take care of it, haha..."

After Nan Guo Gerong finished speaking, he threw down the shocked boss in the hall. The jade heart bottle in the double-well in his arms sprinkled with nectar points, and green clouds gushed from the mouth of the bottle. The old man set up the green clouds and left...

The secret meeting lasted for March, and no one knew what the big guys inside said. In March, a horrifying news came from Tongtian Pavilion...

Tongtian Pavilion, which has been standing in the Immortal Realm for thousands of years, was announced to be disbanded three months after the Fangjun Tower was closed. The original site of Tongtian Pavilion, the Monument of the Monument of the Monument of the Monument, was divided by the five sects and three tribes. The original site became a hall that was empty and uninhabited. The secret realm of the Monument of the Monument of the Monument was moved to an unmanned planet in the hinterland of the Heavenly Star, as the common industry of the five sects and three tribes.

After that, the masters outside the Fangjun Tower gathered to see the essence of the ancient god treasure. However, the space blade within a hundred feet of the tower was more violent than three months ago, and it was not allowed to approach the masters of the Mahayana stage. The masters of the five sects and three tribes also tried it here and found that even the tower gate could not be opened. Since then, more and more people have gathered outside, but the real master left early.

At that time, the Nanguo Gerong of Tongtian Pavilion disappeared, and no one knew where he was going. Since then, the agreement between the five sects and three tribes has been secretly announced to be destroyed, and the immortal realms have regained their old ways. Various sects have occupied it, and like a chaotic world, there are faint undercurrents.

In Fang Jun Tower, Nan Guo Gerong's old figure appeared in the third floor space. Looking at the empty space around, an excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The spiritual sense emitted, and suddenly found two balls of black gas not far away, emitting a faint and fierce aura. The old man shook his figure and appeared in front of the two balls of black gas in a blink of an eye.

Lu Chen, Zuo Qinghan...

Nan Guo Gerong smiled faintly and bowed to salute, his behavior was filled with gratitude: "Congratulations to my friend for subduing the Immortal Fire..."

The plain voice prompted Lu Chen to smile happily. He stood up gently and floated quietly in the void. His aura was greatly improved compared to what had been before. His long hair disappeared by itself, revealing a sense of slimness. His eyes were far more than ordinary masters. He could shock the moon with his eyes.

He also bowed, Lu Chen smiled and said, "I need to thank Senior Nan Guo for help."

"Haha..." Both of them laughed out loud, and the voice echoed in the void.

Zuo Qinghan's clear eyes flashed with some relief, and she thought to herself: I feel relieved to go here, my brother is entering that situation.

Nan Guo Gerong narrowed his eyes slightly and asked intentionally: "Please forgive me for being abrupt. I wonder what kind of cultivation level you are in front of me?"

If others listen to this, it will definitely cause great trouble. A generation of late-stage Mahayana masters cannot see Lu Chen's cultivation level.

However, Lu Chen was no exception and did not have a proud look. Instead, he showed calmness and a natural state of mind. He replied: "I dare not hide it from the seniors. After a few months, it will be the disaster period for the juniors."

"Oh? That's good." Nan Guo Gerong smiled.

Lu Chen turned his head, looked at the Fang Jun Tower Spirit hanging in the air without any wind silk, and said, "Today, I will not disturb my seniors' refining the tower spirit. I have important things to do, so I will go back to the Huanchen Star Realm immediately. Oh, by the way, in three months, the juniors will open the pavilion again, and I don't know if I can go to Xinyuan Star to talk?"

Because of his friend, Lu Chen felt it was necessary to invite Nan Guo Gerong, but he didn't know if he had time. After all, it was time to refine the tower spirit.

Nan Guo Gerong was not polite, and immediately replied: "My friend invites me, how dare I not? If I have time, I will go to the God and Demon Star in person to congratulate me on the joy of opening the pavilion."

"Haha. Then I won't bother you." Lu Chen smiled happily. A master like Nanguo Gerong cannot let go of such a big name. The Hou Tongtian (8) Pavilion will definitely be a major ally of Ganyu Sect. But Lu Chen still doesn't know that Nanguo Gerong is no longer the Lord of Tongtian Pavilion, he is just a casual cultivator.

After the greetings between the two, Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan left, but at this moment, Nan Guo Gerong called the two and said, "Two friends, haha, there are too many people outside, please come with me."

The two were stunned, but they followed and landed steadily down the empty space. After about half a day, the three of them actually arrived at the first floor of Fang Jun Tower. Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan couldn't help but be shocked: It seems that Old Man Nan Guo still has a hand.

Nan Guo Gerong did not speak, but smiled and waved his hand to sprinkle a ball of green mist. Then a ray of light appeared somewhere in the space. Nan Guo Gerong pointed to the location of the light and said, "Leaving from here, there is an area of ​​Xuan-level and Huang-level stars outside, which can avoid some eyeliner. Haha, the current immortal realms are no longer than before. It is better to be careful to hide yourself more."
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