The shadow moves and the galaxy is close, the moon is bright and there is no dust. The sound of geese is far away from the Han Dynasty, and the rhyme of the anvil sounds the neighboring west.

The birds reside on the dead tree, and the Zen monks talk about the Sanskrit. They sit on a bed and sit until the night is about to part.

I naturally delayed the scenery along the way, and it was already late autumn.

The trees in several villages fell, the reeds were broken, and the maple and poplar trees fell, and the red leaves fell.

The misty and rainy roads are sparse, the yellow chrysanthemums are beautiful, the mountain bones are thin, and the cold water is broken and the people are haggard.

White duckweed and red goose in the frost and snow in the sky, and the setting sun is lonely wild goose falling in the sky.

The clouds flew in vaguely dark, the dark birds left, the geese arrived, and the loud and loud sounds broke in the night.

Of course, these are not important to General Yin.

What's important is that he finally returned to his hometown.

Shuangcha Ridge, arrived.

Looking at the mountains not far away, Tang Sanzang felt emotion.

This is where everything begins for him.

When you travel through it, this is also the closest time to death.

Several little demons from the real fairyland of the Heavenly Immortals almost asked Tang Sanzang to explain here.

Fortunately, the system brother did not disappoint him after all. He accepted General Yin and directly destroyed the other two monsters, leaving Taibai Jinxing no chance to take action to achieve cause and effect.

"Master, my disciple has packed up the temple. Please go and rest."

General Yin walked down the mountain.

The place in the past was at most a cave, and it was far from being a temple.

But what does General Yin exist now?

The real Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal!

Isn’t it easy to tinker with a temple?

"good."

Tang Sanzang nodded, leaning on the nine-ring tin stick, slowly walked up the mountain step by step. In a daze, there seemed to be some inexplicable insights in his heart.

The moon hangs in the sky, and the night gradually deepens.

General Yin and Yingyang Yicheng lived a shameless nightlife, so there is no need to repeat it.

Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged on the bed, and the system prompt sound suddenly rang in his ear.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for occupying the lucky node!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the opportunity to improve bloodline ×1!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining information ×1!"

A series of system prompts shocked Tang Sanzang.

Good guy, when will intelligence become a reward? What kind of intelligence is this?

With curiosity in mind, Tang Sanzang had a bonus.

"Swish!"

The tip opened and a few lines of big words flew into Tang Sanzang's mind.

"Dragon, Phoenix, Qilin, Demonic Witch, Three Churches and Four Gods Pangu Zun! So that's it!"

Tang Sanzang suddenly realized that he was confused before, and he was about to reach the territory of Chang'an, and there were only a dozen luck nodes hidden there. As a result, the system now told him the information very considerately.

Tsk, there is something to be busy after this.

Shaking his head, Tang Sanzang put away his divergent thinking and sent a message directly to General Yin and asked him to come over.

...

In General Yin's room, two bodies were fighting. When the battle was in full swing, the killing was sweating profusely, and the shouts of surrender were bursting.

"Can you do it, fine cat."

"You're the tiny cat!"

General Yin conquered the city and was about to send out hundreds of millions of elite soldiers, but suddenly stopped.

"Master has something to ask me for."

General Yin left a word and disappeared in an instant.

"Ah..."

Yingyang Yicheng was confused and felt the emptiness of his body in an instant, feeling so uncomfortable.

Who knows his grandmother’s feeling of being neither up nor down?

Yingyang Yicheng was extremely resentful, and his resentment was several times heavier than the Dragon King of Jinghe who was beheaded back then.

...

"Master!"

General Yin cleaned himself up with a decree, dressed neatly, and respectfully pushed open Tang Sanzang's door.

"Huzi, I'm looking for you in the middle of the night, so I have an opportunity for you."

Tang Sanzang stood up and pressed his right hand on General Yin's head.

Opportunity for bloodline improvement?

Tang Sanzang didn't need this thing, he was a little curious. What will General Yin's white tiger bloodline be improved to when it is sublimated?ъìＱυＧΕt�.℃ǒΜ

...

Chaos, bloodline station.

"Click!"

A space crack suddenly appeared above the blood pool, and then the big hand, which had been pitch black in the depths, sucked deep into the blood pool.

"Damn it!"

“Bold!”

One powerful being cross-legged one by one was alarmed and took action at the same time, attacking the dark big hand.

With so many powerful attacks gathering together, even the Taoist master level will be severely damaged!

"Smack it..."

The dark big hand waved, like a slap of flies, and directly slapped the Taoist masters away.

Then, in the eyes of the Taoist masters, they grabbed a piece of colorful jade from the blood pool.

"Damn it! There is a missing bloodline core, and the plan will be affected!"

"This era is so weak that it can only carry the power of the Taoist master at most. That big hand is too strong!"

The bloodline masters looked ugly.

The chaotic will suppressed, and even if the Great Venerable Level arrives, they can only use the power within the Dao Master Level.

At the same level as Taoist masters, why are they being slapped away like flies?

Is this very reasonable?

"No, the aura just now seems to be related to the supreme origin!"

Suddenly, a blood overlord spoke.

"What? Could it be that such an incredible existence took action?"

"How is this possible?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

A stone caused a thousand layers of waves, and the entire bloodline was in full swing.

They naturally knew how strong that existence was, and only their source touched the supreme origin path.

"It's not wrong. I've seen the source from afar. The breath in it is on the same level as the big hand just now. However, the hand just now contains the ultimate darkness!

The source of darkness is sealed? Just an excuse! Those cunning dark maggots must want to take the opportunity to monopolize the benefits of the two epochs. This matter must be returned to the source!"

The Taoist lord had a sonorous tone, as if he had confirmed a certain truth.

"I'm almost done with it. I'll go back in person, and the plans here must keep up with the progress. Darkness? Haha, what a big appetite!"

...

In the void, a dark palm grabbed a colorful jade, directly crossed the cause and effect of time and space, and descended into the three realms.

The colorful stone appeared in General Yin's body, and the dark palm turned into a purple bamboo leaf the moment it descended to the Three Realms and fell to North Juluzhou.

...
To be continued...