The thick sound was too penetrating, which shocked the cracks in the doors and windows of Shuiyuexuan. Some people in the hall had bloodshot eardrums, and the internal strength was also a buzzing tinnitus.

The third lady was shocked, Master? It’s impossible, Master won’t be here...

Dongqian Sanren hurriedly greeted the disciples and lined up to meet the enemy.

The right way of the universe, whether it is an enemy or a friend, please see you! Dongqian Sanren's tone is cold and cold.

Master, do you know who he is? The Great Elder Jushan Sheng quickly opened the rack.

Master, wait for the disciple to explore him. The second elder Luo Gucheng flew out.

In the hall, the Eighth Elder Leng Yue and the Great Elder Jushan Saint and about twenty disciples.

In an instant, it formed a human wall and protected the palace master Dongqian Sanren.

Haha...Dongqi Palace Master, long time no see, everything is fine?

As soon as he finished speaking, two fox shadows, one red and one white, came lightning. The strong wind in the hall was blowing, and the air was frozen.

The wide red dress was like a tent and red lotus, carrying a white rose and landed on a green rockery outside the hall.

The Holy Lord Huankong? Dongqian Sanren pulled out the protection of several disciples, and jumped out with a little foot.

Oh! Your master is really a rare guest. When you and Nanqiang parted, you have lost your news for decades.

Yes, I was originally spending my day leisurely in Tianshan, but I was caught in dust again... Alas, it was so miserable. Today, I came to ask the Lord of Dongqian Palace to ask for an old friend, and I hope the Lord of Dongqian Palace will cooperate with you with all my might.

After hearing his words, the third lady's eyes were filled with joy. The Holy Lord Huankong, my master, my life-saving benefactor!

The third lady let go of Feng Liu's hand, and made a mistake in her feet. She brushed her palms and a gust of wind came out, and everyone retreated. The third lady jumped like a bird of swallows and fell in front of the Holy Lord Huankong.

The woman in white looked so cute, who was?

Tangyuan pays homage to the master! Meet the girl...

The Holy Lord Huankong raised his eyes and was slightly stunned. Why are you here? Where is Xiao'er?

Master, Tangyuan is also looking for his master... The third lady's beautiful eyes are foggy and shed tears.

Holy Lord, who is she? The lady in white pulled his sleeves.

Not even paying homage to your master grandmother... After that, a hint of redness passed by the Holy Lord Huankong's cheek.

Ah? The Lord of Dongqian Palace said in surprise: Haha, everything in the world has variables, and even the legendary merciless iron tree is blooming!

Congratulations to the Holy Lord, the couple in the world, and the two-person couples are enviable!

Yes, an accident...hehe, I... have been deceived!

Haha... Master, so cute!

When the third lady saw the master holding the teacher's grandma's hand, she looked like a child-like man. The two of them were connected with each other and their affection was endless.

Feng Liu looked at them with envy. He squeezed through the crowd and grabbed the third lady's hand with a resentment on his face: Don't want to throw away Ah Liu!

Ah Liu, don’t be rude in front of my master and grandma.

Yes, Ah Liu pays homage to the Holy Lord...

Suddenly, when he looked at the Holy Lord's woman, he was stunned for a moment. His mouth was wide open, which made the Holy Lord Huankong very unhappy.

Lan Zhou, Lan Zhou? He murmured to himself, his eyes were blurred and confused.

I saw him move his feet, lean forward, and rush towards the Holy Lord's Lady like deafness.

Ah Liu, Ah Liu... The third lady hurriedly grabbed his sleeve.

Bold! You lustful person, dare you have evil intentions towards the Holy Lord's wife... Madman, look at the beating!

It wasn't good, and the master was about to get angry. She heard from her master that his emotions were easy to get out of control! The third lady hurriedly protected Feng Liu.

Master, Master, Ah Liu is a little confused here... The third lady pointed at Feng Liu's head.

The Holy Lord Huankong's anger was not gone, so he pulled the third lady away and threw it aside: Silly girl, who are you looking for?

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed Feng Liu's hair, and his sharp palm was 70% strong. With a whimpering palm, he had already slapped Feng Liu several feet away.

Fengliu's master Jushan Sheng jumped up and almost failed to catch Fengliu who fell from a high altitude: Master, the younger generation is Fengliu's master, and his evil disciple is sick. He doesn't know his behavior... Are you so cruel, and you still have the etiquette of Master?

The Holy Lord Huankong's eyes were so evil that he said with a grim smile: What kind of thing are you? How dare you scold me?... Looking for death!

The Lord calms down his anger, and his disciples are heart-wrenching and ignoring their wisdom!

The saint of the mountain still doesn’t apologize to the emperor? The sanren from Dongzhi flew over and arrived.

Oh? Are you the saint of the divine doctor’s residence in the mountains?

Yes, I have seen the Lord of the Mountain in the downstairs!

OK! I really have never met you after searching for a thousand miles, but I met you after walking through a narrow road.

The face of the Holy Lord Huankong sank, his fingers were like flowers, and he burst into the sky. The fragrance fog spread all over the sky...

Ah, my god, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant here...

Everyone is immersed in the paradise in their hearts.

I saw my loved ones and friends, drinking wine and singing...

The pollen in the sage master's fingertips continued to be fascinated. Jushan Sheng's body had already flew away from the ground. His eyes smiled: Ah Liu, stop struggling, let's take care of the situation!... Greed will eliminate bones and spirits, go, the Dragon Slaying Pool... can relieve evil.

After a while, the Holy Lord Huankong took the Jushan Saint under the palm wind. It seemed that he wanted to go further...

Dongqi Gesanren shouted: Master, no! The eldest disciple was forced to do so at the beginning. As he said that, he flew over and caught the storm of the Holy Lord Huankong. However, Dongqi Gesanren's body leaned back, his feet staggered, and a ray of redness flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Master, Luo Gucheng and Leng Yueyouben, rushed to help the Dongqian Sanren.

Well, it's okay, step back! Dongqi Bansanren gently wiped the corner of his mouth.

He smiled and said: Master, I know your intentions today. Don’t worry, I will give you an explanation.

Please first unravel the disciples' mantra. I thank you first. As he said that, Dongqian Sanren, who has the immortal spirit and Taoist roots, bowed deeply to the Holy Lord Huankong.

Master, Master... Luo Gucheng was in a daze and was indignant.

He looked disdainfully and walked around behind the Holy Lord Huankong. His power burst out, and the palm of the West Blue thunderous palm pushed away with a loud bang, shaking the Holy Lord Huankong's red robe like a waving flag.

You dare to attack! The Holy Lord's wife, Ye Lanzhou, pulled out the soft sword from her waist, as fast as a snake, and two swords penetrated directly into Luo Gucheng's chest.

Master, a cold call from the girl.

There is an extremely ugly girl next to Luo Gucheng.

Luo'er, leave quickly, this place is dangerous. Luo Gucheng looked worried.

The ugly woman Su Qingluo chased Ye Lanzhou, and the soft whip in her hand was sniffing. Every time she hit a whip, she sneered, revealing a yellow buck teeth.

At this time, Feng Liu behind Miss Third seemed to be a little awake, and he shouted: What are you messing around?

Master? What's wrong with you? Feng Liu stretched out his long arm and controlled the Holy Lord's wife: Old monster, let your master go, otherwise I will kill Lan Zhou.

Ah? The third lady was surprised, and everyone present was stunned.

How did you know her? What kind of people or things do you remember? Dongqi Ban Sanren asked the first question.

At this time, the Phoenix Young Master, who had not made any noise for a long time, took out a crystal clear jade pendant with some excitement: Look, what is this?

The third lady was also very curious, but she was even more worried that Feng Liu, who was a little confused, would hurt her teacher's breasts.

Ah Liu, Dongqian Sanren shouted: Stop all, don’t be rude to the emperor! Ah Liu, let go of his wife.

I saw the Buddhist beads in Dongqi Gesanren's hand swept towards Feng Liu's arm. With a bang, Feng Liu let go of an orchid boat. The string of crystal-clear Buddhist beads rotated around everyone's heads and suddenly returned to Dongqi Gesanren's hand.

He stroked his long beard and preached: The Holy Lord, let me go, all the causes are disasters. Wealth and glory are a dream.

The illusion of the Holy Lord Huankong is unique in the world. No matter how powerful, cunning, and capable you are, you will be restored to your original state in his illusion.

In just half a stick of incense, Jushan Sheng experienced the past of the mortal world again in his illusion.

It was a summer night with a few stars in the moon, in a luxurious royal carriage. The King of Chang'an Shangguan Ding squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was sleeping.

Moda, the outer courtier of the carriage, led more than 20 guards to the Tianning Temple in Yaoguang Mansion.

Half a month ago, Princess Nalan Qin of Chang'an accompanied Princess Shangguan Longyue to Tianning Temple to fulfill her vows and worship Buddha.

(To be continued) Original by Yu Renyan
Chapter completed!