"Si Yangxian Pavilion? This is indeed the residence of Si Yangxian Lord!"

As you enter the gate, the rich aura of fairy spirit envelops the entire manor. Every scene, every object, every flower and a grass in the yard exudes a strong aura of immortal power. Above the manor, there are auspicious clouds floating, mixed with the air flow of the yellow fairy power blowing like the spring breeze, pines and cypresses sway lightly, and the green shade is everywhere, and the wonders of immortals and treasures of cultivation are attached.

Lu Chen and his group were more than a dozen people. Except for the messengers from the upper realm, the rest were first-class masters in the lower realm. But at this time, everyone was attracted by the scenery in front of them. Looking at the full moon and the spring scenery, the vast and substantial immortal Yuanli, everyone felt that every pore in the body was relaxing and absorbing the spiritual energy here, and their whole body was as if bathed in the ocean of immortal Yuanli. The spiritual consciousness and the cultivation of the Yuanying increased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What an immortal residence." Lu Chen could not suppress his excitement and could not help but praise him loudly.

Gou Yu looked at Lu Chen and other cultivators in the mortal world with disdain and sneered: "What's this? The Four Immortal Pavilion is just the palace before the Four Immortals became famous. That was the luxury of being on the Four Immortals Mountain."

"Is this just an open palace?" Wu Xingman and others opened their mouths in surprise, enough to stuff several buns.

"I was so powerful before I became famous. How far should I reach after becoming an immortal?"

"Oh! What a pity, if the Four Immortal Lords do not die, they will definitely break through the realm of the Immortal Lord and become the Immortal Emperor."

"Immortal Emperor!" Everyone was gasping for a cold breath, silently chanting the supreme title representing the supreme ruler of the fairy world.

You don’t have to think about it, the Immortal Lord may be extremely powerful, but it is not worth mentioning when facing the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor must be like the Mahayana masters in the lower world. He is a stubborn existence. He shatters the space with his hands, destroys mountains and seas, and has the means to reach that level. He has long been out of reincarnation and has endless life.

Although the Mahayana masters are powerful, everyone present knows that they are not truly immortal and immortal. They also have life spans in the Mahayana period, which is approximately 15,000 years. Only by ascending to become an immortal can one transcend this constraint and continue to practice. The Immortal Emperor must be immortal.

"Oh! It's only one step away. The Four Immortal Lords are not lucky enough to be the Immortal Emperor." Lu Chen sighed bitterly, feeling worthless for the Four Immortal Lords.

"Haha..." Zong Qian laughed loudly when he heard this, looking at Lu Chen's eyes full of playfulness, and said, "It's indeed unlucky. If it weren't for the Four Immortal Lords of the Immortals who died for Zhou Xitu, they wouldn't have ended up dead."

"Zhou Xitu?" Lu Chen and other mortal practitioners looked at Zong Qian in confusion and asked, "Senior Zong Qian, what is Zhou Xitu?"

The gazes of the envoys Puning, Puze, Ziyan and other envoys looked at Zong Qian who was grinning with his big mouth and speaking freely. His eyes were as cold as a sharp sword. Puning threatened: "Zong Qian, you have said too much."

"Huh?" Lu Chen looked at Puning when he heard this. Seeing the old man's eyes were as sharp as a torch and his eyes were filled with murderous intentions, he knew that there was something hidden. I guess Zhou Xitu was the purpose of everyone's trip?

Lu Chen lowered his head thoughtfully, calmly, not asking questions like Wu Xingman and others, but he has always listened to a word a lot.

Zong Qian laughed loudly and glanced at the resentful eyes shot from around him. He was not afraid, but instead pointed at every messenger from the upper realm with a ridiculous gaze and said, "What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders here? Are you not here for Zhou Xitu? Cut..."

Zong Gan Yi said something in a point, then walked to a delicate pavilion made of immortal stones on the right and sat down. He smiled and stroked the transparent jade table in front of him, saying, "Okay, don't pretend. When I came down from above, I knew what the Four Immortal Pavilions were related to. It was rumored that the Four Immortal Lords finally found Zhou Xitu and used this picture to cultivate the supreme Tao. However, the Four Immortal Lords had a bad luck. I died on Zhuyou Bridge for some reason and did not find Taixu Hongmeng Treasure. I regretted it for life. Before the Four Immortal Lords died, they used their fairy power to hide Zhou Xitu in the Four Immortal Lords. There was a rumor in the fairy world that Zhou Xi passed through the fruits and passed away. If you get Zhou Xitu, you must take the Yoummortal Bridge to achieve the Supreme Immortal Lord. It is not for this. The big figures above you will spend the Immortal treasures and let us wait for the world?"

"boom!"

Zong Gan's words were like a thunder initiation, thrusting into Lu Chen's mind. When he heard the three words "Zhou Xitu" just now, Lu Chen didn't notice anything. However, when the whole sentence "Zhou Xi's fruits pass through the secluded" was expressed, Lu Chen knew that the "Zhou Xitu" mentioned by Zong Gan was the same object as the "Zhou Xi" mentioned in the quatrain. The most important thing is, how is it simple that even the Four Immortal Lords cherish extremely?

"Zhou Xitu? What is Zhou Xitu? What is Zhuyouqiao? What is this sentence in the quatrain, what does the other three sentences represent? Could it be..." Many difficult questions emerged in Lu Chen's heart. Suddenly, his inspiration suddenly appeared and thought of Luohu arrows: "Luohu also appears in the quatrain. Is Luohu's origin the same as Zhou Xitu, and it is a peerless treasure?"

At this moment, Lu Chen had the urge to take out the Luohu arrow and study it carefully, but he still resisted it. Luohu's origin was unknown, so he didn't want to be the target of public criticism.

Puning and others looked at each other for a long time, and the murderous intent on their bodies quickly disappeared. Since they made it clear, the few people stopped pretending. Puning walked into the courtyard and walked in the sea of ​​flowers, laughing as she walked: "This incident has been rumored in the fairy world, and it is not surprising that Brother Zong Gan knows it."

"Tsk!" Zong Gan glanced at Puning with great disdain. In fact, what he said had no effect on the major envoys. The mortal world was no more than the upper realm. If he said this in the immortal world, it would be more than one or two great immortals. But the lower realm would be different, and rumors would not be spread to the upper realm.

The old monsters who had lived for tens of thousands of years were all good at calculating. The matter was clear and a great war was inevitable. Seeing several major messengers secretly mobilizing the immortal arts, their momentum increased. Lu Chen and other monks in the lower realm took a few steps back and were careful to prevent them.

Just then, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded in the courtyard. When everyone heard the orderly steps, they were stunned. They followed the direction of the sound, which was the Si Lianxian Pavilion, and saw two teams of people walking out of the Immortal Pavilion.

The young girls in the same colored shisha Luo skirt are so beautiful, they are walking in line, with as many as ten people. Each of them has a light step and a wonderful figure. They are indescribable and beautiful. Compared with Ziyan and Yinyue Niangniang, they have a kind of beauty of being clear and unparalleled. Each of the ten girls holds a silver tray in their hands, with silver pots and jade cups on it. When they walk from the fairy pavilion, the spring scenery in the yard is inferior. A stream of girl's body fragrance emanates from the ten women, and the fragrance of flowers fades. A few flower butterflies are attracted by the girl's body fragrance, flying past all over the yard, dancing around the ten girls.

What is amazing and discolored is that these ten women are actually...

Mahayana master...

"Haha..." Everyone was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from the depths of the fairy pavilion. After that, a middle-aged cultivator with a tall figure and a gentle young man came to the sky. He held a fan in his hand and tied a scarf in his head. Every step he stepped into the void, a yellow cloud of mist rose, and his aura far exceeded the ten girls present. He was a master of the immortal level.

There is also a small beast beside this person, with a purple appearance, a spirit cat with long pointed ears and a virtual pattern on his forehead. This cat is very similar to the spirit cat Lu Chen saw outside the Jingxu space that he fought with Kutuo and others. However, in terms of cultivation and aura, he is comparable to Jiang Hao's masters, and at least he has the cultivation of the four-tribulation immortal.

In addition to this, there were two people following the middle-aged monk on the left side. One was an old man with fairy-like traits, white eyebrows raised on the bank, and a bunch of iron bells hanging around his waist, which sounded crisply. The other looked just a young man, with a poor cultivation level and a Mahayana.

The most strange thing is that the old man's cultivation is even more advanced. Judging from his sharp eyes, he is actually not weaker than Zi Yan and Yin Yue, and has the cultivation of a second-level celestial immortal.

Lu Chen recorded the appearance of these two people, not too surprised. What surprised him was that the young man seemed to have a profound hostility towards him. As soon as he flew out, he glared at him, his little face turned red with resentment, and his hand pressed the sword on his waist tightly.

Hearing the laughter, everyone looked at the four people flying in, and the ten girls immediately became solemn.

The middle-aged monk fell into the yard with free and easy manners and extraordinary spirit. With a wave of his hand, he showed ten simple tables in the yard, which were arranged on both sides. Then the middle-aged monk then compiled five rituals and said, "I am fortunate to have the arrival of the world immortal envoy. I am really glorious. I have just made some preparations to entertain all fellow Taoists and have appeared before I appear. Please don't blame me."

The middle-aged monk said, winked at the ten girls. Ten girls with Mahayana cultivation level calmly put down the silver pot and jade cup in their hands, and silently retreated.

There were only four middle-aged monks, old men, little beasts, and young men in the courtyard. The old man took the boy to a table and sat down. The middle-aged monk did not move, but made a gesture of invitation to invite everyone and said, "Everyone, I'm preparing a little wine, please enjoy the glory..."

"Wait..." The origin was all the arrangements of the middle-aged monks, and they didn't ask the meaning of the few people at all. The middle-aged monk's words revealed that he was the master of this mansion. Look at how the middle-aged monk's cultivation looks like an immortal? He could not be the Four Immortals at all, which made several envoys from the upper realm quite angry. Zong Qian waved his hand, stood up from the stone chair, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged monk was humble and polite, and smiled as usual, saying, "I guess this person should be Lord Xiong Wang Zongqian. It's easy to say, I'm not a big deal. I just heard Brother Zong talk loudly. Jun has benefited a lot and has not thanked Brother Zong yet."

"It's over." Puning and the others almost lost their noses when they heard this. They stared at Zong Qian and almost cursed: "If you don't let you say it, you'll just say it. Let's listen." Puning and others glared at Zong Qian, and they were angry and ignored everything else. They found the table and sat down. It was obvious that this person came earlier than he did. Although they didn't know what he intended, I believe they would understand it soon. Sit down and talk.

Zong Gan's face turned red and he didn't sit down. Ao Nan and others were also behind him. How could he think that there were people eavesdropping here? Moreover, this person's cultivation was not inferior to himself. Zong Gan was quite dissatisfied and said coldly: "Hmph, Jun Modi, right? You said you are the master here? What are the certificates?"

Jun Modi smiled and did not feel resentful and angry because of the disrespect of Zong Gan. Instead, he returned to the main position calmly, sat down peacefully, drank himself and drank a glass of wine, and said, "It's very simple. I came here one step earlier than you, so I naturally had preconceived ideas. (8)"

Zong Gan also wanted to ask, Jun Modi didn't give him a chance, so he drank a full drink and looked at Lu Chen and said, "You have to ask me how long it will take for me to be better than you guys, oh, can this little friend be a certificate?" He pointed to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was stunned: "Me?"

"Yes." Jun Modi raised his wine glass, sang a long way, and drank it: "Just when my friend and fellow Taoist Nan Guo entered Jingxu space to practice, Jun had been here for three thousand years."

"What?"
Chapter completed!