Feng Zichen recognized Mo Yang, but Mo Yang did not recognize Him.

Because Mo Yang knew Xuan Qing.

One mind and two bodies. If you have never experienced it personally, you don't know the mystery of it.

"Is something wrong?"

Without answering Mo Yang's question, Feng Zichen asked in a funny tone.

His cultivation has reached the state of returning to his original nature, and his whole body's aura has never leaked out at all, without stains or leaks.

The gods look at him, and he is the god.

When the Golden Immortal looks at Him, He is the Golden Immortal.

When Taiyi Golden Immortal looked at Him, He was Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Therefore, in Mo Yang's eyes, Feng Zichen is a relatively unfamiliar Taiyi Golden Immortal monk. Otherwise, how could he dare to stop Feng Zichen and call him fellow Taoist?

"My fellow Taoists don't know, but the area ahead is the forbidden area of ​​Penglai Haishi. Without the consent of the Immortal Lord, outsiders are prohibited from entering."

"Moreover, outside the forbidden area, there is a great innate formation guarding it. Its power is so powerful that even if Taoist Daluo comes, it will be difficult for him to survive."

"If you Taoist friend takes one more step forward, you will step into the formation."

"The danger will be unpredictable when the time comes!"

Penglai Sea City is just outside Penglai Island. Others don't know the specific location of Penglai Island, but as a steward appointed by Xuan Qing, Mo Yang doesn't know.

Today, as usual, he came to inspect the sea areas of various places. He happened to see Feng Zichen stopping outside Penglai Island, so he hurried over.

In fact, with Xuanqing stationed at Sanxian Island, even if someone accidentally falls into the formation, Xuanqing can rescue them in time.

The last sheep will not understand.

Therefore, of course he was not really worried about whether Feng Zichen would be in danger after falling into the formation.

What he was worried about was that if Feng Zichen accidentally entered the formation and disturbed Xuan Qing, it would be bad.

This is the purpose of the last sheep.

I have to say that Xuan Qing made the right choice when he chose him as the manager. He was attentive and careful in doing things, which saved Xuan Qing a lot of trouble.

"Ha ha!"

"You are quite interesting."

"So that you know that Pindao and your Immortal Lord are good friends."

Feng Zichen smiled and said.

How could the little sheep's little thoughts be hidden from Him?

At the end of the sentence, He showed a slight breath.

"Xiao Dao didn't know that you were coming and offended Dao Zun. I hope you will forgive me."

Mo Yang was initially a little embarrassed when Feng Zichen exposed his little thoughts, but after feeling the aura that belonged exclusively to Da Luo Dao Zun, his face completely changed.

Before he could think about it carefully, Mo Yang hurriedly confessed.

What has he done!

Calling each other Taoist friend Daluo Dao Zun, this is going to die, it’s really floating, it’s floating.

"This is nothing. I still have something to do with Xuan Qing, so you can go and do your work!"

With a wave of his hand, Feng Zichen asked Mo Yang to leave.

…

At the same time, Penglai Island.

Duobao, Jinling Holy Mother, Wudang Holy Mother, Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming and other famous immortals were invited by Xuanqing to gather together to talk about metaphysics.

During this period, there was endless laughter and laughter, and it was so joyful.

"Junior brothers and sisters, I have a close friend who has arrived and I need to go to greet him. I will excuse myself for a while and hope you can forgive me."

And just when everyone was talking about sex, Xuan Qing suddenly spoke up, interrupting everyone's conversation.

"Well, senior brother's friend?"

"Senior brother is so extraordinary, I think that my best friend should also be an amazing person."

"I wonder if we will be lucky enough to meet him?"

Just when Xuan Qing finished speaking and was about to leave, Our Lady of Turtle Spirit suddenly said.

I had never heard Xuan Qing mention that he had any close friends. Now that one suddenly appeared, everyone was naturally very curious.

"Well, senior brother will bring him over later so you can see him."

Nodding, Xuan Qing agreed.

When Feng Zichen was about to arrive, Xuan Qing summoned the disciples of Jiejiao to come to the gathering, in order to let Feng Zichen become familiar with everyone, so as to facilitate subsequent plans.

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Duobao's heart moved and he thought of the identity of the visitor. He stood up suddenly and shouted excitedly to Xuanqing:

"Senior brother, let's go together."

"I'll go there."

That was the Sword Ancestor, the true master of a sect in the prehistoric sense. He did not rely on his realm and strength, but he created a sect on his own with supreme wisdom.

This is an achievement that no saint has achieved. Who in the ancient times would not admire such figures?

Now that he has arrived, Duobao will naturally greet him personally to express his respect.

"Okay, let's go together, let's go together."

With a wave of his sleeves, Xuan Qing led the Jiejiao people and rushed to the outside of Penglai Island to greet Feng Zichen and Feng Zichen.

…

"Ha ha!"

"Friend, we have not seen each other for hundreds of thousands of years since we parted ways in the East China Sea."

"You don't even know how to go to Kunlun Mountain to see me."

"I can't leave Kunlun Mountain. Is it possible that you can't leave the human race?"

Xuan Qing complained as soon as he saw Feng Zichen's figure from a distance.

"You think everyone is as free as you, but I am very busy."

"How can I go to Kunlun Mountain to look for you when I have time?"

Feng Zichen shook his head and smiled.

And as Xuan Qing met Feng Zichen, at this time, Feng Zichen's true spirit, who was high in the Ziwei star, had a wonderful experience in his heart.

Just like in the later generations, he controlled two trumpets by himself and deceived people in the chat group. It was a long-lost feeling.

His body is in the Ziwei Star, silently controlling Xuan Qing and Feng Zichen, walking in the wilderness for Him.

In later generations, he hid behind the computer, controlled two or even more accounts at the same time, and ran rampant on the Internet.

If we look at the prehistoric world as the online world, isn't that what Feng Zichen did?

There is always no harm in opening more small accounts online. Even if the large account is blocked, there will still be small accounts as backup.

It is the same reason that many trumpets were opened in the ancient times. Even if the person dies unexpectedly, he can still rise again by relying on the trumpet.

Never lose hope completely.

Feng Zichen, who suffered deeply from the title ban in later generations, deeply understood this truth.

…

"Senior brother, what do you call this Taoist brother?"

On the side, Yunxiao asked Xuanqing in a low voice.

Disciples of saints are naturally not comparable to the last sheep.

Mo Yang couldn't tell Feng Zichen's realm, but the disciples of Jie Jiao could see some clues.

In their eyes, Feng Zichen wore a golden crown of all spirits on his head, a purple and gold robe, and a purple aura around him, making him look like a majestic emperor.

When looking at Him, it is like facing the vast starry sky, which is extremely deep and can accommodate everything.

But when they looked at Feng Zichen again, everything had changed. The previous royal attitude had disappeared.

Instead, there is endless edge.

It's like a peerless sword, showing off its edge to the fullest. It's so sharp that it seems to cut through everything, making people unable to open their eyes.

There is no need to think carefully, this must be a powerful person.

"He is..."

"The Pangu Zichen clan is also the ancestor of the ancient swordsman!"
Chapter completed!