Wuhua Cave Heaven.

This is a misty fairy mountain, with rainbows and mists in peace. Above the mountains, there are lush trees, pavilions and buildings, flowing springs and waterfalls, and flying cranes, vivid and natural. It is really a beautiful place and a fairyland on earth.

From time to time, flowing light flew across the towers of Xianshan Mountain. It was the monks of Wuhua Cave Heaven flying with their swords.

Up the mountain top.

An invisible light curtain appeared between the hazy clouds and mists, which was the mountain protection formation of Wuhua Cave Heaven.

Above the formation.

Two figures, one big and one small, stand on the brink of emptiness, are Xiang Fanchen and Xiao Nannan who are here to fight the autumn wind.

At this moment, the middle way of Xiang Fanchen's eyes appeared and the inscriptions flowed. His spiritual sense was circulating rapidly, and various laws were rotating, trying to break the formation here.

Although all laws are united and the great way is the same, different laws manifest in different worlds have different methods of cultivation, and their application of laws is different.

The cultivation method of the world of Covering the Sky is very different from that of Xiang Fanchen, but Xiang Fanchen wanders around many worlds and has deeply understood the laws.

The Taoist principles understand profoundly, from the general to the first. Although it cannot quickly introduce the martial arts of the world that cover the sky, it is extremely easy to adapt to the laws of the world that cover the sky.

"This inscription system that covers the sky is interesting!"

The inscriptions of the world that cover the sky is also a powerful means of attack and protection. For example, the Black Emperor's dead dog used the inscription to kill formations and imperial patterns to kill many holy sons and goddesses.

"It takes me a lot of time to control this inscription system, but it is not difficult to break through the formation here."

The Tao in Xiang Fanchen's body flowed and calmed down, and the light in his eyes calmed down.

With his fingers out, Xiang Fanchen gently knocked on the light curtain of the mountain protection formation, and a door immediately opened on the light curtain. Xiang Fanchen took Xiao Nannan in and walked in.

"Good disciple, I'll find you a place to stay. From today on, this will be your territory."

"Uncle Na, the cranes here are so fat. Can I eat them?"

Looking at the cranes dancing between the fairy mountains, the little Nannan was about to flow out, and she didn't hear anything Xiang Fanchen was saying.

"Did you use the Demon Swallowing Technique that you taught you this way?"

Xiang Fanchen's forehead was leaping with blue veins.

"Most of these spiritual beasts in the Blessed Land and Cave Heaven have already activated their spiritual intelligence. Only ten of your small bodies are not enough for anyone to fight."

The current ruthless emperor is just a weak chicken, and his combat power is not even as good as the crane.

"But Nannan has been very hungry after practicing the uncle's magic skills."

The little Nannan felt wronged.

The exercises taught by the cheap master are indeed very powerful, but the sequelae are also great, which is that you are hungry.

"Hmph, the Demon Swallowing Technique is a master's fusion of multiple techniques, which can intercept the inspiration of all things and devour everything to achieve one's own body."

"If this kind of exercise is known to the families of the Holy Land of Beidou, it will definitely be won at all costs."

"It's only a matter of time to become a saint with the Demon Swallowing Heaven. It's easy for the Emperor to do it. What about you? After practicing for a long time, I was hungry?"

Xiang Fanchen regrets that he cannot achieve the authenticity of steel.

Xiang Fanchen stretched out his hand and a crane was moved here.

"Your magic skills need inspiration, which urges you to swallow, so you feel hungry. As long as the method is correct, there will be no such problem again."

"Look at this is the correct way to open the Demonic Swallowing Technique."

Under the gaze of the little Nannan, the crane was swallowed up and turned into nothing.

"Ah! My crane, such a fat crane, is such a waste!"

“…”

Well, this world is beyond salvation. Goodbye, I am going to break the void and go to the next world.

...

Wuhua Cave Heaven.

Five elders gathered together.

"Are Yu Liuxing and the others back?"

The Great Elder is a middle-aged man with a majestic face.

“Not returned yet.”

The second elder is an old man.

"The time for the prescribed task is over, and I haven't returned yet, and there is no rule. Now these disciples rely on some talent to ignore the sect's regulations."

San Zhang is always an old woman and looks extremely strict.

"I will discuss this matter later. Now we will decide the candidate for the Holy Son and Saint."

The fourth elders spoke, and the purpose of their gathering here was to decide the Holy Son of Wuhua Cave Heaven.

"Is this a bad thing for the sect leader? Why do I come to discuss such a thing? It's so annoying."

The fifth elder looked lazy and looked very afraid of trouble.

"Dangdang!"

The Great Elder knocked on the table.

"Lao Wu, this matter is more serious."

"The sect leader is obsessed with practicing and almost cares about the affairs of the sect, so this matter is decided by the five of us."

Above the five elders, there is an empty seat, which is the position of the Lord of Wuhua Cave Heaven.

"The Holy Son is naturally the responsibility of the disciples who practice the highest level of their practice."

The second elder proposed.

"How is this possible? The talent of the highest cultivation level is not high. It is just based on the accumulation of time. No virtue can be used as the Holy Son. The position of the Holy Son should naturally be the person with the highest talent. I think Yu Liuxing is very suitable."

"Yu Liuxing is your disciple, so you naturally want him to be this holy son."

"If you don't avoid suspicion when you pick up your relatives, your disciples are excellent, so why can't you recommend them?"

"I think it's OK."

"I don't think so."

In this way, the argument started to begin in the hall.

"It's so annoying. Wouldn't it be better to just find someone to be the saint's son or saint?"

The debate lasted for two hours and had no results.

The Great Elder and the Four Zhangs think that the Holy Son should be determined by cultivation, while the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder think that the Win or Loss should be determined by talent.

Both parties have their own opinions based on their own interests, and no one can convince anyone.

"Hey, when will this Ghost Saint Son be decided? I seem to go back to eat the barren beef made by Aning."

The fifth elder sat alone in his seat and muttered, watching the four elders arguing.

"Brother Wu, tell me, who should be this saint son!" x4

The four of them asked in unison.

The four of them had arguing, and no one could convince the other party, and finally led the war to the fifth elder.

"I abandon..."

"No abstention!" x4

The four yelled at the fifth elder.

The four of us worked hard for the sect and wanted to choose a saint son, but you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, were actually paddling.

Otherwise, five of the four great kings are common sense. Once you encounter something that needs to be decided by voting, the importance of the fifth great king will immediately become prominent.

“…”

When the paddling was discovered, the fifth elder's dead fish's eyes were turned over, and he looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water: "The emperor is here, please give me a saint son or saint to me the Wuhua Cave Heaven."

The four elders were about to rebuke the fifth elder for being unreliable, but suddenly a voice rang out in the hall.

"Okay, at your request, I will give you a saint to the Wuhua Cave Heaven."
Chapter completed!