East of the East China Sea, on the top of Fusang Mountain.

Above the surging sea of ​​clouds, a big sun is like fire.

The three figures, separated by extremely subtle layout, put their hands together to observe the golden crow.

On the left side, he was wearing a black brocade robe and was tall, but he was very respectful to the figure who was hanging in the middle who could hardly stand firm in the mountain wind. He said warmly: "Brother Ji, I have to take action today."

The tall man is not Dongfang Qingye, who is he?

The Master, who was standing in the middle, had his face unchanged, his eyes slightly dark, and he said, "Brother Dongfang, I can barely set up the formation with my old bones, and I have done my best. As for taking action, I can only help."

When Dongfang Qingye heard this, he seemed unwilling to accept it and advised: "Brother Ji, you are always the core of the three of me. The holy path is the deepest and the holy Yuan is the strongest. If there are monsters like Qingyun Village today, stirring up the wind and rain in the Central Plains, and there are heretical and false saints like Hou Wanqian. Brother Ji, if you go after you, Qingyun Village will rely on the false saints, you will definitely take over Qi. Look..."

The Master shook his head and sighed, "Let's take a look. I will not take action today. I will survive for two years and fight for Ziyuan for more time. If I take action today, I will die this year, and I am really worried."

Dongfang Qingye hurriedly said, "With my younger brother and Prince Huang here, I will definitely protect Ziyuan's nephew to become a saint."

Prince Huang Xiang Zhou couldn't help but sneer in his heart: Protect Jiang Taixu to become a saint?

The Master himself dared not say such words.

Along the way, he only did his best to guide Jiang Taixu and assist him.

Even so, whether Jiang Taixu can become a saint is only between 5 and 5.

Dongfang Qingye said this, which shows that he was forced to do so.

The Master was silent when he heard this. Now that the matter is now, he can only give in and complain: "Let's see again."

Time passes little by little, and the sun is magnificent in the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, Jiang Taixu, Xiang Ping and Jing Siyuan, the three most outstanding disciples of the three holy places, gathered in a tavern opened by Japanese nobles, and looked at the direction of the sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain from time to time.

Today, the Three Saints invited Hou Wanqian to thoroughly agree on the rules between the saints in the future, and clearly define the rules between the Three Kingdoms of the Central Plains and the Shu Kingdom.

After the demarcation, the four families will be in peace and can also explore overseas together.

In secret, the three saints made an appointment to set up a formation of three talents in the world, kill thousands of marquis, and then eliminate the evil heretics of the Central Plains, Qingyun Village, and the last three holy places remained stable as they had been in the past thousand years.

As for overseas...

After the world is decided, whoever is interested will go.

In the wilderness of overseas, there are mostly poisonous insects and beasts, with miasma, and there are also uncivilized savages. How could anyone think about going there?

The little overlord Xiang Ping looked left and right, frowned and asked Jiang Taixu, "They are all short mules, each of them is not five feet tall, and their legs are still surrounded. Why did you choose such a bird place?"

Jiang Taixu said lightly: "If you choose another place, no one in your family will agree, so you can only make it here."

Xiang Ping glanced at Jing Siyuan with a small eye and sneered.

If you choose the west side and approach the Qin Dynasty, it will be beneficial to the Qin State.

Not to mention those around, as long as the people from the Black Ice Platform witness this extraordinary battle and feel its power, the chances of a first-class master breaking through to the master will greatly increase.

Even the possibility of a master breaking through to the semi-saint at the peak will increase a lot.

Furthermore, being closer to Qin State is also of great benefit to the saints' understanding of the power of the Saint Yuan, which is blessed by the national fortune.

Therefore, Prince Huang was not at ease with Dongfang Qingye.

Similarly, Dongfang Qingye was not at ease with Prince Huang Xiang Zhou.

Finally, he went east of Jixia Academy and chose the top of Fusang Mountain.

Jing Siyuan looked at the two backwards who were dozens of years younger than him, and his mind was a little complicated.

The one he sympathized with most was Jiang Taixu, but the one he envied the most was Jiang Taixu.

I sympathize with you that this son is destined to be a sacred way...

What I envy is that even so, Jiang Taixu's life is countless times stronger than his.

Although he was the most respected disciple of Dongfang Qingye, his life span of Dongfang Qingye even lived a hundred years longer than him.

The holy way is controlled by the Oriental Qingye, so it is destined that Jing Siyuan will not be able to attain the great way in this life.

But Jiang Taixu was different. When he appeared, none of the disciples the Master had inspected had satisfied the Master. Until Jiang Taixu appeared, his talent and understanding surprised the Master, and he personally took him by his side to give advice.

In this way, Jiang Taixu was only in his early twenties and reached the level that Jing Siyuan had suffered countless hardships before finally reaching.

Let’s look at Jiang Taixu’s appearance as if she was gorgeous. Although she was young, Yue Zhiyuan’s demeanor. Compared with him, Xiang Ping next to him became a straw chicken...

The Master is about to die, and once the Master is gone, Jiang Taixu, who is so young, will be able to take over a thousand-year holy land.

How could Jing Siyuan not be envious?

Perhaps he felt Jing Siyuan's gaze, Jiang Taixu looked sideways. After the two looked at each other, Jiang Taixu nodded slightly. Jing Siyuan smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, Brother Xiang, the three saints have had a lot of friendship for a hundred years. We are all children of saints. We should follow the example of our mentor and walk around more. After all, we will deal with each other in the future. After a while, we will go to Qingyun and lead people to destroy the thief's nest."

Jiang Taixu lowered his eyes and smiled slightly without saying anything.

The little overlord Xiang Ping was much more straightforward and asked "curiously": "Jing Siyuan, I am the little overlord of the Imperial City Division. I have appointed the next generation of Prince Huang. My fifth uncle will work for another twenty or thirty years. When I become a saint, I will abdicate and give way to the wise. He knows that I am much better than him... Jiang Ziyuan doesn't need to mention it. Maybe he will become the new master tomorrow. You... want to be on an equal footing with us. Could it be that the Eastern Saint is also preparing to abdicate and give way to the wise, give up the saints, and give up the Black Ice Platform to you to sit?"

Jing Siyuan's face turned pale. Although this was what he wanted in his heart, he believed that he would dare to express a trace of this meaning in front of Dongfang Qingye, and he was afraid of death and would not have a place to bury him.

Jing Siyuan hurriedly said, "It was me who made me lose my words. With my stupidity, I can walk into the realm of half-saints in my life. It is a blessing to the heavens. How dare I spy on the great way?"

Xiang Ping sneered and said, "Then you are not equal to us, so what kind of friendship do you have? Do you still want to have friendship with the saint?"

Jing Siyuan's face suddenly darkened. His status may not be as noble as the two in front of him, but his martial arts skills are the highest at present.

But he just had a slight attack, cursed in his heart, and restrained his momentum. At least he couldn't afford to offend these two people today.

After today, I will have their good fruits to eat!!

What happened at the foot of the mountain seemed to be heard by the Three Saints on the Sea of ​​Clouds on the top of the mountain. Prince Huang Xiang Zhou laughed and said, "Brother Dongfang, I think you are a good disciple, you can bend and stretch, have a deep mind, and are suitable for your inheritance. You might as well accept it as a closed disciple and abdicate earlier and give up the wise."

Dongfang Qingye's face was indifferent and he said, "Prince Huang, joking. They will do the confrontation between juniors by themselves. You are a saint and junior, and you will lose your identity a little."

Prince Huang laughed when he heard this, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he was still indifferent, saying, "Do you have fewer people in the main trunk of the Oriental Platform?"

However, before Dongfang Qingye could say anything, he said, "But what my ugly nephew said is reasonable. With Jing Siyuan's current identity, he is worthy of being brothers and brothers with him and Jiang Taixu. Are you thinking too much?"

Dongfang Qingye said coldly: "Why, Prince Huang, can your nephew and Jiang Taixu be brothers and brothers with the demon Qingyun Village? Can't this disciple?"

When Xiang Zhou heard this, his eyes suddenly shrank, and then he heard the teacher Feng Qingyun say calmly: "Ziyuan is making good friends with that little friend Lin to get the truth. That little friend Lin may be as evil as Brother Dongfang said. The way he said is touched by what I heard. Forget it, I won't say this anymore. Hou Wanqian is here."

The other two quickly looked at it and saw Hou Wanqian standing with his hands behind his back, standing on a light blue sword element, passing through the surging sea of ​​clouds, and stepping on the sword from the west.

Seeing this, let alone Dongfang Qingye, even Master and Prince Huang Xiang Zhou changed their faces slightly.

Hou Wanqian's holy path has even further...
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