Pu Lao laughed, "Do you really believe it?"

Zhou Shu was stagnant, "Can't it?"

Pu Lao mocked, "I am really ignorant. If you show your saints, you will leave miracles. Can you do it? If you just say a few words but cannot bring any benefits to those who see you, such showing your saints will not only be meaningless, but will make believers doubt you. Besides, as the way of heaven, it is not difficult for a world to see you, Zhou Shu, but if this matter is spread to the fairy world in the future, do you think the fairy world will come to cause trouble for me again? I have been enduring it until now."

“The key point is behind it…”

Zhou Shu thought to himself, and could only smile awkwardly, "I didn't say anything."

Pu Lao looked at him and said slowly, "Zhou Shu, I will send you a thread of divine thought to the Hoshiyin Sect. You can stay for about half an hour, and then it will disappear on your own. If you are sure to get enough support, I will open a channel for you in three days, which will last for a hundred breaths."

“I’m grateful.”

Zhou Shu leaned down and bowed. When he looked up, there was a blue-white flame in his hand.

Seeing the flames floating quickly into the middle of the abyss, Jiang Renwang felt a little nervous, and it was too late to dissuade him.

Pu Lao also had a hint of doubt, "You are so calm. Isn't it equivalent to seeking death for such a close distance to send me unprepared mind?"

"I believe in the way of heaven."

Zhou Shu was very calm and could not see any concerns.

In the Xuanhuang Realm, Tiandao Pulao did think of many ways to kill him, but the situation is completely different now. He is very sure that Tiandao and he are very reliable ally on the same front as him, at least this will be true before Pulao leaves the edge of the heavens. Besides, even if Pulao wants to kill people with divine thoughts, it cannot be done. The Dao Furnace protects the soul, and Pulao is just a projection.

"My heavenly way, ha..."

The shadows in the abyss gradually sink and disappear again.

Snowy peaks.

"What a rich spiritual energy, is it from the Heyin Sect? Unfortunately, I don't have enough perception and cannot communicate with the origin of Xuanhuang Realm. Is it because of insufficient divine thoughts, or is it restricted after the lower realm? Is it because of the way of heaven?"

Zhou Shu, who had just fallen down, looked around greedily, with doubts and excitement. This place that was once no longer familiar has not been here for thousands of years. As he looked at it, he murmured unconsciously, "The mountain looks a bit familiar, but I don't remember the name..."

A loud roar came from behind, "Which disciple of which sect are you? How dare you trespass into Xuanmen Peak? Are you looking for death? Go and find your master!"

"So it's Xuanmen Peak. Remember, huh, this sound is a bit familiar?"

Zhou Shu was delighted and turned around and saw an old man in green who looked good in spirit and could still get so angry when he was so old.

No, this face looks familiar.

The old man was about to continue scolding, but suddenly stopped, "Zhou Shu... why are you here?"

Pointing at Zhou Shu, he couldn't help but tremble, and a scene from many years ago reappeared again.

"I remembered it!"

Zhou Shu smiled and said, "Sun Hedao, you are Sun Hedao, right? Long time no see, you are also in the Nascent Soul Realm."

"You... Sect Master, no, the Human Emperor... I have seen the Human Emperor."

Sun Hedao lowered his head, not daring to look up, but his body was still trembling, but that was not fear but excitement, "Human Emperor, have you become a saint? Is there something big going to happen, or do you know that the disciples cannot be promoted for many years, so I will enlighten you..."

After muttering for a long time, I finally raised my head, but found that Zhou Shu had disappeared.

"Is it dazzled? No, how could I be dazzled by the Nascent Soul Realm? Could it be that the obsession in my heart has not been eliminated yet? His shadow has always been there. No matter where I am, I will meet him. Damn..."

Sun Hedao stood dumbfounded, contemplating, as if he had fallen into a maze without an outlet.

Of course Zhou Shu left. Knowing that this was Xuanmen Peak, he naturally knew his position and was going to do things.

If he had extra time, he really hoped to chat with Sun Hedao for a while. After all, he knew someone from the Qi Refining Realm.

Speaking of which, after the downward realm, his perception dropped sharply, which was probably because of the restriction of the way of heaven, but it must be the case. If he maintains his ability in the heavens, this divine thought may have destroyed most of the world of immortal cultivation.

However, the speed of the divine consciousness was not a problem, so he soon arrived at the Hall of the Hoyin Sect.

"Which disciple of you are? You need to go to the hall to inform you first...what are you doing?"

"Someone trespassed into the hall!"

Amid the exclamation, Zhou Shu had already walked into the hall.

A familiar aura came to my face. The hall still looked like when I left, bricks, tiles, beams and pillars, almost completely the same. The only difference was that a portrait of myself was hung in the middle. Standing in front of the Tower of Heaven, there was a golden dragon beside me, holding the Shuxin Sutra in my left hand, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in my right hand, raising the sword to the sky, questioning the way of heaven.

It is full of momentum and looks so longing for you.

However, these things seem to be done separately, of course, there is no problem with artistic processing like this. At least Zhou Shu was very satisfied with it when he saw it.

Six or seven people in the hall were discussing matters.

When everyone saw Zhou Shu coming in, they were surprised, but soon they became solemn. Someone shouted in a deep voice, "Where did fellow Taoist come from? Why are you still wearing my Hokkien school costume? Could it be that I killed my Hokkien school? If I don't say it clearly today, I won't want to leave here half a step!"

They could not see Zhou Shu's cultivation strength, but could only see that Zhou Shu was dressed no differently than the disciples of the Heyin Sect.

This should have been done by Pu Lao, definitely.

Zhou Shu glanced around, but he didn't see a familiar face. Over the years, the elders of the Hokkien Sect have also changed a group of people, and the world has changed.

"What are you talking about with him? It's a serious crime to break into the hall as a disciple of this sect. I'll take it down!"

A strong red-haired man shouted, then stretched out his big hand like a palm fan and grabbed it in the air. It seemed that there was no change, but it completely enveloped the space around Zhou Shu, and the power was used incredibly. He only drilled into Zhou Shu's body, and no dust on the ground flew up.

puff.

Before his big hand could get close to Zhou Shu, it began to melt inch by inch.

It's like lard falling into a hot pan, which is far away from the fire, and turns into a pool of liquid. If it's close to the fire, it turns into a ball of white mist.

Everyone was stunned. Someone looked at the white mist and suddenly exclaimed, "That is... so pure..."

Zhou Shu smiled faintly, "Collection of the very ordinary fairy spirit, it's useful to you."

"It turned out to be the aura of the fairy spirit, which transformed my energy into the aura of the fairy spirit?"

The strong red-haired man was completely stunned, beyond his cognition, and his head was confused.

An old man took out a bottle and tried his best to collect the scattered fairy aura, but no one else moved, just watched quietly.

Zhou Shu was a little surprised and satisfied. When he encountered the immortal spirits, he could maintain order, which shows that the Heyin School was really good.

"you……"

Someone realized something, looked at Zhou Shu, and then looked at the portrait, and his mouth couldn't even close.

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