Eternal Demon Monarch - Chapter 1861

“You are from Guanghan fairy palace?”

Deep in the courtyard, in a quiet Pavilion, Yuhua’s ancestor invited Yang Xuan to sit down, and then casually asked.

“Well, I really came from Guanghan fairy palace.”

Yang Xuan nodded.

“It’s said that the Guanghan fairy palace is full of female practitioners, while male practitioners are not allowed to enter. How do brothers get in?”

Duan de was surprised, that is, the eclosion ancestor, and his eyes showed a look of surprise and doubt.

“I was invited in. Well, to be exact, it should be the Guanghan fairy emperor who personally invited me to Guanghan fairy palace.”

Hearing Yang Xuan’s words, Duan de couldn’t help opening his mouth. It should be noted that Guanghan Immortal Emperor was hurt by love and hated men all over the world. How can such people let men enter Guanghan immortal palace?

Yuhua took a deep breath and said with emotion, “it can make Guanghan Immortal Emperor invite him personally. It seems that Xiaoyou Xiuwei has reached the emperor’s realm!”

“Grandpa, you are mistaken. My brother said earlier that he was not a fairy king or a fairy emperor!”

Duan de interrupted subconsciously.

“It’s not the fairy king, nor the fairy emperor, little friend…” Yuhua’s father muttered to himself, then suddenly widened his eyes and fell down.

“Fortunately, I broke through to the holy land.”

Yang Xuan said with a smile that he is a saint now. There is nothing to hide. In fact, maybe in a few days, the news that he has killed all saints in the ancestral land of Taoism and accepted several saints as slaves will spread. At that time, the whole fairy world will remember his name.

“The holy land is the saint. No wonder, no wonder there is a Shaosheng in the Taoist door these days. Now it seems that the Shaosheng is just you.”

The Yuhua ancestor sighed. Unexpectedly, the young man sitting with him at the moment has become such a young saint.

Saints are immortal. Unless their longevity is exhausted, it is almost difficult to be killed. Such a young saint is bound to live far longer than those old saints.

Living for a long time means that you have more time to practice and break through, and move towards a higher realm.

Saints are never the end of cultivation. As far as our ancestors know, there is the legendary Tao realm above the holy realm. If we really reach that realm, every word and deed represents the avenue, and no one can violate it.

“In three days, the younger generation will inherit the Taoist tradition. If you’re all right, you can go with the younger generation to Yuanshi star in the ancestral land of the Taoist family. Of course, if you like, you can also move the whole Yuhua gate to Yuanshi star.”

Yang Xuan thought and said.

“Xiaoyou wants me to join daomen?”

The old man of the feather and feather hesitated that they had created the feathered door, but he has the final say that he is the accessory of other schools.

Even if the other party is a door.

“No, the eclosion gate has been an eclosion gate for a long time. Even at yuanshixing, it is an independent sect.” Yang Xuan smiled.

“In that case, thank you for your kindness. I’m willing to move the Yuhua sect to the ancestral land of Taoism.”

The way of eclosion.

“Great, the eclosion gate has moved to Yuanshi star, which also means that Duan de can be with my brother.” Duan de couldn’t help laughing.

“Be serious, it’s OK for you to say so in private, but you can’t talk so casually in front of outsiders.” the old Yuhua drank softly and said to Duan De.

In any case, Yang Xuan is now a saint. In addition to his accomplishments, Yang Xuan is about to become the new Taoist leader of the Taoist sect. Even he has to show enough respect to Yang Xuan.

“My fat man is a friend and a lifelong brother. He can speak freely in private or formal occasions.”

Yang Xuan smiled and said to the feathered ancestor, “the same is true of you, grandfather. No matter what your accomplishments and identity are, you are always like your elders in my heart, and you will never forget your help to me.”

“Xiaoyou is a man of passion, which is very rare.” Yuhua Laozu sighed. Although he had never seen a saint, he knew that many saints in the world had cut off their lust.

But Yang Xuan is different. He is still as free and easy as before. His temper and character seem to have no change.

“My Tao will not abandon emotion.”

Yang Xuan smiled faintly.

“Grandparent, grandparent Huang Yun of Dayue sect came and said he wanted to see you.” at this time, a disciple of Yuhua sect hurried to report.

“Old Huang Yun of Dayue sect?”

Yang Xuan looked up at the visitor, and then turned his eyes to the feathered ancestor.

“Dayue sect is a big sect in the Tianheng immortal region, and the ancestor Huang Yun has the highest cultivation in the fairy kingdom. In the past years, when the ancestor of our Yuhua sect, the Yuhua Immortal King, was still alive, the ancestor Huang Yun was the next disciple under the Yuhua immortal throne.”

The way of eclosion.

“It’s the same pulse…”

Before Yang Xuan finished his words, Duan de said, “my brother was wrong. When the feather fairy king was still alive, the ancestor Huang Yun really belonged to our feather gate, but after the feather fairy King sat down, everything was different.”

“So the other party is not good at coming?” Yang Xuan whispered.

“Yes, after Huang Yun set up his own house, he wanted to return to the feather gate and take the whole feather gate as his own. Now, the other party’s cultivation has reached the peak of fairyland, and this idea has become more and more determined.”

The feathered ancestor sighed.

“From the beginning to the end, the younger generation regarded themselves as a member of the feathering gate. Since the feathering gate was in trouble this time, the younger generation can never sit idly by. Let’s go and meet the ancestor Huang Yun.”

Hearing Yang Xuan’s words, Duan de laughed, “if a brother makes a move, why is old Huang Yun not a fart? I also want to see if that guy dares to fart when he knows his brother’s accomplishments and identity.”

“You must not be impulsive. You know this is a floating cloud city. You must not rush here.”

The feathered ancestor hurried.

“The rules of Guanghan fairy Palace are useless to the younger generation. You have practiced for so many years, don’t you understand some truth?” Yang Xuan shook his head gently.

“What’s the reason?” Duan de asked subconsciously.

“It’s very simple. Whoever has a big fist makes sense.”

Leaving a word, Yang Xuan got up and left to stay. In a twinkling of an eye, he came to the other courtyard. At the moment, there are a group of hundreds of people standing outside the other courtyard, all wearing unified sect clothes.

At the same time, in front of the group, there was still a short, bald old man in yellow robe.

“You are Huang Yun?” Yang Xuan looked at the bald old man in yellow robe and spoke impolitely.

“Presumptuous!”

“Who are you? Dare you talk to the ancestors of our da Yue sect like this and try to die?”

Before the bald old man in yellow robe spoke, a group of hundreds of people were angry. They were all disciples of Dayue sect. Naturally, they couldn’t stand a boy talking to their ancestors of Dayue sect like this.