The ragged ancestor of the Blood Cloud Sect took out a brand new robe from the storage bag and put it on his body!

After sorting out his clothes, he then drove a flying sword and flew into the distance.

Prepare to find other places to recover your magic power and injuries in your body.

after all.

The previous fight with the evil Taoist real man was too disturbed, and it was estimated that a monk would come to check it out soon.

With his current state, it is really too dangerous.

Therefore, it is naturally not suitable to stay here for a long time.

On the other side.

Cheng Buzheng, who was traveling through the sea of ​​clouds, suddenly a faint light filled his sleeves.

After noticing this fluctuation...

Cheng Buzheng turned his hand and a jade talisman flew out of his sleeve and fell into his palm.

Looking at the surface of the jade talisman, it was flashing unevenly.

Cheng Buzheng pointed his fingers a little, and a ray of light poured into it.

soon.

A piece of characters manifested from it.

After glanced at it, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but sigh:

“It’s really a turbulent time!

In just one day, I received nine calls for help.

It seems that there is already sign of chaos in the cultivation world of the six kingdoms without the suppression of the Nascent Soul Ancestor!”

The same is true!

Although the world of immortal cultivation was in chaos in the past, at least there were still some rules to speak of.

There are very few tragedies such as destroying mountains and breaking zodiac signs and breaking markets.

But now that the many suppression of the Yuanying ancestors have lost, the demons and monsters that were afraid of appearing in the past have emerged.

This also made Cheng Buzheng exhausted during this period.

Although it has been a little harder, there have been a lot of gains.

The only shame is that he can't use these treasures.

same.

He didn't know how many times he had dealt with the scene just now.

Thinking of this.

Cheng Buzheng murmured to himself again.

"The chaos has arisen in the world of immortal cultivation, and we have to prepare early."

After sighing for a while...

Immediately.

The direction of the streaming light passing through the boundless sea of ​​clouds changed slightly.

Looking again, the stream of light transformed by Cheng Buzheng had disappeared at the end of the sky.

···

Half a month later

Secret realm, deep in the peaceful city, a small courtyard is quiet inside...

Cheng Buzheng's original body, sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, opened his eyes.

After counting the time by pinching his fingers, he thought to himself:

"Calculate the time, almost all the juniors outside have returned!"

Just then...

His mind seemed to be touched lightly.

Then, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, raised his head and looked out.

The eyes are deep and distant.

It seemed as if his eyes passed through many obstacles and saw the figure outside the courtyard.

See this scene.

Cheng Buzheng thoughts...

Covering the light curtain of the formation in this small courtyard, the stream of light like a headless fly was pulled out and shot towards the small courtyard.

Streaming light passes through the low altitude.

Finally, he was in a quiet room in the backyard.

Looking again, a red stream of light flashed in front of Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed.

The light dissipates.

A low-level music transmission note reveals the true appearance.

With a little finger, a light of inspiration disappeared into the notes of transmission.

at the same time.

The sound transmission notes floating in the air slowly burned.

A familiar voice also sounded in the fire.

"My father, according to your instructions, almost all the tribesmen who practice outside have returned.

Only a few juniors lost contact, but the soul lamp was still safe and sound. It must have been tripped by something... "

As the words fell...

The sound transmission notes floating in the sky, slowly burning, turned into ashes, floating down.

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, had a look of contemplation flashed in his eyes.

"Forget it!

Since that's the case, then close the secret realm first!

After the Immortal Cultivation World restores a certain order, then reopen it!"

Less tilt.

Cheng Buzheng, who made the decision, did not hesitate, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

The sound condensed into a beam and shot out.

At the same time.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, Cheng Ping'an, who was waiting quietly, suddenly heard an extremely familiar voice in his ears.

After listening for a moment...

Cheng Ping'an bowed and bowed toward the courtyard:

"yes!

Dad, let's do it now."

Immediately.

Cheng Ping'an, who was already a real person in Jindan, turned into a shadow and fled to the Teleportation Hall in Ping'an City.

Soon, Cheng Ping'an came to the Teleportation Hall and stepped onto the teleportation array leading to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Teleportation light lit up...

Cheng Ping'an's eyes turned dark, and the scene in front of him also changed.

I saw a huge rock space, which came into his eyes.

good!

This teleportation array was built within a huge rock on the cliff.

Cheng Ping'an glanced at the stone tablet beside the teleportation array. It was the ban on the Cheng family's immortals left by his old father.

But he was already familiar with it, so he glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.

Then he came to another stone tablet.

However, the thickness of this stone tablet is much thinner than that of his old father.

Cheng Ping'an glanced at him, without hesitation, and waved his hand!
To be continued...