Chapter 149 Longeval Taoist, Door-to-door Debt retal

"There will be no problem. Don't worry."

Changsun Fengye patted his chest and promised.

"Isn't that the cemetery of the elders of the palace?"

Han Shan, who was depressed, asked.

"The elder Guquan used to be the elder of the inner gate of the ethery palace. It is counted as a generation. I should call him an uncle. He lived a happy life and pursued fate. Before his death, the post-mortath events had been arranged so that the Holy Land could not be interfered.

"So for so many years, the elusive palace respected the decision of the ancient spring elder and did not take the initiative to explore his place of sitting. Since Miss Liu can get the token of the Elder Guquan, it is predestined.

"Presumably, if you know the ancient spring, you will be very happy and won't blame."

Changsun Fengye came slowly.

Chen Qingyuan and Han Shan looked at each other and stopped talking.

In order to pick up girls, Changsun Fengye not only did not stop everyone from entering the ancient tomb, but also planned to accompany them.

What a filial piety!

Uncle, for the happiness of future generations, I can only wrong you.

Moreover, this is your own request. Now it is also a kind of fate for Miss Liu to enter your place with a token.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Changsun Fengye specially spread the matter to the senior management of the palace, and do not interfere.

The ethereal palace is the top force of the human spirit star domain. There are many Mahayana existences in it, and they will naturally not be interested in the cemetery of the previous elders who have crossed the nine realms.

Changsun Fengye said hello. Next, no matter how big the Wanxu Mountains made, the palace would not be in trouble.

As for other forces, this is the territory of the palace. Who dares to come and join in the fun?

"Crazy, you are really good at it!" Chen Qingyuan gave a thumbs-up to Changsun Fengye and admired him: "If your uncle knew that there was a descendant like you, he would definitely climb out of the coffin excitedly."

"Nonsense."

Changsun Fengye turned his head and looked out of the window, not caring about Chen Qingyuan's sarcasm.

Everyone plans to take a few days off and then go to the Wanxu Mountains.

Accompanied by Changsun Fengye, Chen Qingyuan was not worried about the danger at all. After all, the prohibition law arranged by the elder Guquan before sitting must be a means of the palace, and Changsun Fengye must have a way to crack it.

Ten thousand steps back, the group is really in danger. Changsun Fengye is the holy son of the etheorous palace. As long as the voice is passed on to the eotheorous palace, the problem can be solved at once.

At the same time, Dizhou.

The territory of Dizhou is extremely vast, and there are countless star fields under it, which are countless.

There are nine core areas, known as the nine regions of Dizhou. Countless powerful forces are rooted here and occupy a place full of aura.

The nine domain names are: Shanglin, Libing, Yundou, Luozhe, Weijie, Yuzhen, Jianglie, Qiqian, Jingxing.

It fits the nine-character truth of the Taoist: those who are fighting in the army are all arrayed forward.

Lin Changsheng came from the northern wilderness, passed through countless star domains, and arrived at the Shanglindao area.

The intensity of the reiki here is far higher than that of the northern wilderness, which can be up to ten times.

Looking around, the vegetation is strong and the scenery is beautiful.

With inherited memory, Lin Changsheng was not a stranger to this place and went straight to the gate of the mountain called Shanglingguan.

Shanglingguan, the top force of Dizhou, occupies a very wide area, covering hundreds of thousands of miles.

A main hall is suspended in the clouds, surrounded by halls of different shapes, and thousands of fairy mountains floating, surrounded by clouds and fog, and the aura is curing, like a fairyland in the picture.

The upper spiritual观 is rich in resources and profound, and the best spiritual veins are as many as cow hair. Every saint has the peak of Mahayana cultivation, and his strength is extremely terrible.

Today, Lin Changsheng wore a black robe, covering his original breath and cutting off the cause and effect traces of the Northern Wilderness Xuanqing Sect.

He can't put Xuanqingzong in danger and must be cautious.

"Who is coming?"

Dozens of guards guarding the gate of the Holy Land are all monks in the same state. They are all inner disciples, and they have to be on duty every once in a while to earn contribution points in the sect in exchange for cultivation resources.

"Immorty Taoist."

Lin Changsheng's voice was slightly hoarse and gave a name.

With just one Taoist, it is impossible for these top forces to find out the location of the Xuanqing Sect. If the power of Dizhou is really so powerful, it would not have allowed Xuanqing Sect to hide for more than 100,000 years.

"Which power's Taoist friend? Do you have a worship post?

A stranger suddenly visited, and the doorkeeper disciple of course had to ask carefully.

"Qingzong, the Taoist of Changsheng."

Lin Changsheng added two words in front of the Taoist this time.

Just these two words directly shocked the upper spiritual view.

The disciples guarding the mountain gate were not clear and expressionless, but the elder who stayed in it did not calm down and looked frightened and hurried forward.

"Are you from Qingzong?"

The elder guard was wearing a luxurious dress, his hair was white for a few strands, and he asked loudly with a solemn look.

"Yes." Lin Changsheng stood on the clouds with his hands on his back, and his aura was extremely strong.

"What are you doing here?"

The gatekeeper has passed on the voice to the senior management.

"Debt collection."

Lin Changsheng said coldly.

"Debt collection? What do you mean? The gatekeeper was stunned for a moment, full of doubt.

"You are not qualified to talk to me and let the senior management of Shanglingguan come forward." Lin Changsheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with a gatekeeper. His time was precious and he had to go to many places: "Within ten breaths, if the senior management of Shanglingzong does not come forward, I won't be so easy to talk about."

Then, Lin Changsheng closed his eyes and recuped.

Before the elder could speak, a disciple of the gatekeeper was anxious and scolded, "How dare I go to the spiritual view and be presumptuous? Can't you die?"

"Shut up!"

The gatekeeper slapped him and directly beat the disciple away for dozens of meters.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

The disciples were stunned, especially the scolding disciple.

The elder was not in the mood to explain, with a solemn face and a trace of fear in the depths of his eyes.

This matter really can't be dealt with by him as an elder. The action just now seems to be teaching the disciples in the door, but in fact it is saving his life.

None of the people of Qingzong who appear are weak.

Offend this kind of top man, it's just a disciple in the period of the period of union. If you die, you will die. It is impossible for the sect to tear your face for revenge.

"Qingzong's Taoist friends, please go inside to taste tea."

Before the tenth breath, a voice with strong majesty came from the depths of the upper spiritual view.

The speaker is the Holy Lord of the Spirit.

His name is Luo Shurong.

The Holy Lord came forward!

The elder and disciples who guarded the door tightened their whole bodies and looked shocked.

More and more people noticed the situation at the mountain gate, smelled the wind, and looked at the bustle.

"No need." Lin Changsheng refused: "If Shanglingguan doesn't want to fight with me, then hand over the money!"

"Shang Lingguan has never had a debt problem with Qingzong. How can he pay back the money?"

Luo Shurong did not appear, and his voice echoed between heaven and earth.