The map of mountains, rivers and the country turned into a ray of light and flew into Chu Yang's sea of ​​consciousness. Chu Yang smiled and said, "This is an imperial weapon!"

"What a big golden crow, this is a rare species!" The big black dog came to the front and looked at the big golden bird.

"What a big dog!"

A little girl of three or four years old, beautiful, with big eyes rolling around, looking at the big black dog curiously.

"Damn... little brat, I'm the great black emperor..." The big black dog turned around and grinned at her with an unhappy look.

"ah..."

The little girl was shocked and almost cried, and hid behind an old man.

"Okay, stop making trouble. This is the Taoist sect of the Sun God Cult and the Sun Holy Emperor..."

Chu Yang explained to the big black dog and the little lion a little.

"Bullied by the Golden Crow, the descendants of the Sun Saint Emperor are so miserable..." The big black dog sighed.

"The formation here has been destroyed. You can arrange it for them. There is also this golden crow, you can handle it with the little lion and make a big meal!"

Chu Yang spoke.

"Making a big meal is easy, this is one of my unique skills." The big black dog smiled and said, "But the deployment of magic circles consumes a lot. Is this material available?"

"Don't be greedy. It's enough to get some of those things in Zishan." Chu Yang spoke and said, "There are more opportunities to get rich in the future, don't be short-sighted!"

"Hehe... I am a kind-hearted person and have always admired the Sun Holy Emperor. This is all a trivial matter, and I am included..."

The big black dog's eyes are shiny and he looks righteous.

Seeing that everyone from the Sun God Sect looked confused, Chu Yang explained: "This is the Black Emperor, who is good at various Taoist patterns and formations. The one over there is the Little Lion King, three lions with strong bloodlines......"

Old Taoist Jiang spoke and said, "Daoist fellow came from outside the territory, right?"

"Well, I come from the Burial Emperor Star, the Taoist throne of the Western Emperor, and I am the Holy Son of Yaochi!" Chu Yang said calmly, without hiding it.

"The Emperor Burial... The Emperor of the West... The Holy Son of Yaochi..."

"It turned out to be that ancient star. Several people from ancestors have been there, and there are still records of just a few words in the church."

"The Queen Mother of the West, the only woman who has proved the truth in ancient times, has amazed the years."

"So that's it, no wonder we have never heard of the reputation of fellow Taoists."

Suddenly, several "big figures" of the Sun God Sect suddenly became enlightened and felt a little more intimate. Both sides were from the emperor's Taoist throne.

"The Burial Emperor Star is a mysterious ancient star, very famous. Can the Holy Son tell me about the situation there?"

"There are many dynasties, holy places, and great sects, and many sacred places. In general, they are as strong as clouds and geniuses as rain..." Chu Yang briefly introduced.

"The strong are like clouds...the genius is like rain..." The young Sun Saint Lord was shocked and murmured to himself.

"This is unimaginable prosperity," Yao Tianyu, a middle-aged powerful man, asked: "Are there many sages of ancient times?"

"No one knows how many are, there are not many on the surface, only one or two hundred!"

Chu Yang opened his mouth.

He didn't know about other holy places, but under the fairy pond of Yaochi, there was a group of "foundations" sealed in the eighth layer of the secret realm, all of which were ancient sages.

There are 97 saints, saints, and great saints.

"this....."

The few of them were shocked. Although they were mentally prepared, they were still shocked and shocked.

"There are few kings, and no saint has been born for a long time. However, recently, news of the saint has been heard from the saints in Shenzhou, and that saint is also quite strange, as if in a bad state." Old Dao Jiang sighed.

"That's an old madman, an extremely saint king from the Burial Emperor Star. I wonder if he has broken through to the Great Saint." Chu Yang told him calmly.

"So strong, I thought he was just an ordinary saint!"

"So that's it, they all come from outside the domain..."

The few people knew that Ziwei had no saint for a long time, and it was really strange that a sage suddenly ran out.

"Since the Sun Sutra is lost, I have a "Purple Cloud Sutra" here, which is the scripture of a great sage. Let's make do with you!"

Chu Yang's eyebrows were filled with nine colors of light, and a divine thought was produced, spreading the scriptures to the Holy Lord of the Sun.

The ancient scriptures of the Great Emperor should not be passed on lightly. This is not Chu Yang's stinginess. Because this is not passed on to one person, but to a sect, it is naturally different.

"Thank you senior!"

The Sun Holy Lord was overjoyed. The Sun Sutra was lost for a long time. The Sun God Sect is too weak now, and even the saint-level scriptures are missing.

"You don't have to be polite. The first ancient scripture I practiced when I was a teenager was the "Sun Sutra", which shows that I have a connection with the Sun Holy Emperor."

"There are some supplies here to express your feelings!"

Chu Yang chuckled, took out a dark green jade bottle, and handed it over to the young saint son.

The "Sun Sutra" of that year helped him a lot. When he was at his weakest and most difficult time, it was a timely help.

"So many resources... divine source blocks, spiritual medicines, materials, spiritual jade, elixirs, king's divine weapons..."

The young Sun Lord opened the check and was startled.

The treasures in the bottle space are like a small hill, with the treasures soaring into the sky, colorful and very gorgeous.

"It's just a few gadgets, I can't use them either."

Chu Yang said with a smile.

These materials come from Zishan, and they are all things left by the Immortal Emperor lineage, so it doesn't matter if they get some points.

"The Holy Son's righteousness!"

Several powerful people thanked them sincerely and paid their respects.

"The Holy Son has completely offended the Jin Crow clan by beheading the eldest prince and the second prince. If the Jin Crow King comes with the holy soldiers, will the Holy Son be sure to stop it?" Old Taoist Jiang spoke, worried for him.

"It's nothing! The Golden Crow clan has a saint sealed it?" Chu Yang said.

"It's hard to say, five thousand years ago, there was a saint-level old golden crow. However, I heard that he was seriously injured and his life was not long. I don't know if he died."

Old Taoist Jiang said, not sure.
Chapter completed!