The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 24: Baishan old man

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Inspiration world!

Yan Chuan drove the dragon, leading Meng Wenruo, Wang Jian, and Miao Miao all the way south, but after going south, he did not find Meng Rongrong and his party.

"Holy King, maybe they changed directions halfway!" Meng Wenruo frowned.

"Changed direction? You said that the goddess Zhichen once said that women enter first and men enter last, two years apart?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Yes, the minister is also puzzled. What is the difference between men and women? Besides, there is no ordinary thing in this world?" Meng Wenruo shook his head.

"Then find the other female nuns first!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Hmm!"

Long Nian was turning around, looking for the nun.

But in the past few days, there is no female cultivator.

"The female cultivators have disappeared? I remember that for more than a year, I didn't say that there were tens of thousands of female cultivators, but there are no more in front of me?" Meng Wenruo was surprised.

"Stop!" Yan Chuan suddenly stopped.

"Ang!"

Ssangyong stopped abruptly, and Yan Chuan looked up at the sky.

It is still a bright moon hanging in the sky.

"For so many days, the full moon has been hanging high in the sky?" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes to look at the bright moon in the sky.

Wang Jian stared in his eyes: "Indeed, Holy King, there is a problem with the moon. In the outside world, the sun star means perfection. Unless the sky dog ​​eclipses the sun and other giant elephants, the sun star will always be perfect. But the lunar star is different. The lunar eclipse is lacking, and the moon must be full of cloudy and sunny. But it has been many days since we came in, and the moon has been full. It’s not right!"

"Ang!" Qisha suddenly shouted in front of him.

"Holy King, it is not Yuehua that the moon shed! On the contrary, there is a trace of scorching heat." Qisha immediately pleased.

"Ang!" Long Wu showed a trace of contempt for Qisha's curiosity.

Qisha rolls his eyes at Longwu, you idiot, still can't tell the situation.

"This silver moon is not the moon, but the sun eroded by evil spirits!" Yan Chuan's expression moved.

"The sun?" Meng Wenruo frowned and looked at the sky in surprise.

"Go, go to the sun!" Yan Chuan called.

"Ang!" Shuanglong answered.

As everyone responded, a loud noise suddenly came from the north in the distance.

"Boom!"

A loud noise caused an earthquake in all directions.

"Something happened in the north?" Miao Miao asked in surprise.

Yan Chuan glanced at the north, shook his head and said: "Go to the sun!"

"Ang!"

Ssangyong rushed towards the sun while pulling Long Yin.

For ten consecutive days, Yan Chuan and his party flew rapidly toward the sky.

The sun hangs there, doesn't move at all, it's coming soon.

Stopped far.

A group of people stared at the scene in surprise.

The sun is golden, but in the periphery of the sun, there are transparent figures flying around. The figures are blue and black, quickly orbiting the sun.

Many, endless figures.

"Devil?" Meng Wenruo's expression changed.

"Wow!" "Roar!" "Boom!"………………

The endless demon roared terribly, spinning around the sun quickly, endlessly, which also caused the sun to appear silvery when looking at the sun from the ground below.

"Roar!"

A demon seems to have spotted Yan Chuan and his party, and pounced toward Yan Chuan and his party.

"Ang, the devil!" Qisha screamed and backed away.

But for an instant, the demon of the day seemed to be sucked back near the sun by a force of suction, and revolved around the sun frantically.

"Devil? How could there be here?" Meng Wenruo asked in surprise.

"The heavenly demons confuse the cultivator's character, and many of these heavenly demons are actually the heavenly demon kings. The power of the heavenly demon kings is even more powerful, and there are even hundreds of millions in front of them!" Wang Jian said in a deep voice.

"The demon is a thing that fears the sun, so it surrounds the sun at this moment? Aren't you afraid of the sun burning?" Yan Chuan frowned.

Looking inside through some gaps, sure enough, inside, countless demons were burned to death by the sun, but this demons seemed to be endless, appearing strangely from the void, and the demons would never be exhausted!

The strange scene made Yan Chuan frown slightly.

Suddenly, in front of Long Nian, a figure appeared.

A slightly rickety old man, the old man is transparent, a bit like a demon. But it was not as fierce as the demon, but looked at the people extremely kindly.

"Another guest is here, haha! The old man is polite!" The old man bowed to Yan Chuan and his party.

"Who are you?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"You can call me'the old man of Baishan', I am the servant who guards the palace of inspiration for the goddess Zhichen! It has been almost a million years, and there are so many people coming in this time!" The old man smiled.

"The Hall of Inspiration? Where is the rumored place where there are five hundred heavens?" Meng Wenruo showed a hint of surprise.

"Yes, the Temple of Inspiration is nearby. If you are interested, you can follow me. There are already many Daoists gathered there!" The old man smiled.

Meng Wenruo looked at Yan Chuan.

"Old Baishan? Hehe, why have you never heard of you?" Yan Chuan said with a hint of curiosity.

Be aware that before coming, Yan Chuan had read a lot of information about the territory of inspiration, and knew that there was a temple of inspiration that had disappeared, but there was never a trace of information from the old Baishan.

"I'm just a servant who guards the Highness of Inspiration, a servant, how did others hear? Haha, you guys, do you want to go?" Baishan old man laughed.

"Hmm!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"Then follow me!"

Elder Baishan led the way, and everyone quickly circled the huge sun to the top of the sun. At the top, there was a planet next to it.

The old man Baishan took Yan Chuan and his party straight to the planet.

The journey was dull, but Yan Chuan found something unusual.

Some demon kings surrounding the sun, these powerful demon kings already have some wisdom, these demon kings are far away from the old people of Baishan, and their eyes are full of fear.

Fear?

Yan Chuan glanced solemnly at the old man Baishan.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Not far from that planet, I heard a lot of piano sounds.

"The sound of the piano?" Meng Wenruo's face was happy.

Long Nian dragged everyone away, and the old Baishan turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to a huge mountain in the distance.

The huge mountain was cut off into a huge square. On the square, thousands of women were sitting at the moment. These women practice the guqin everywhere.

And all around, surrounded by a lot of mountains, similarly, there are also a lot of women gathered. Wait patiently one by one.

"Rongrong!" Meng Wenruo's face was happy.

On the square, Meng Wenruo saw the woman playing the piano in the distance. One of them is Meng Rongrong.

Meng Rongrong closed her eyes, as if immersed in the sound of the piano.

When Yan Chuan saw Meng Rongrong, a soothing smile appeared on his serious face.

Look at the surrounding mountains instead.

At this moment, a large number of women are waiting patiently. At the same time, there are also some men who are obviously the ‘people of insight’ these days.

One of them, Yan Chuan, recognized that it was the Dugu God who defeated the dog **** that day and was the first to rush in.

Dugu Batian alone occupied a mountain. When Yan Chuan and his party arrived, his brows were raised slightly, but he once again focused on the thousands of women playing the piano on the square.

Yan Chuan stopped on the top of a mountain.

Soon, a woman in red flew over. It is Meng Wenruo's wife, Su Sanniang.

"Meet the Holy King!" Su Sanniang bowed respectfully.

"Sanniang, why are you here?" Meng Wenruo asked curiously.

"More than a year ago, after we had been in the world of inspiration for more than ten days, we met the old man Baishan, who brought us here!" Su Sanniang said.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan looked slightly at the old Baishan in the square in the distance.

"This Baishan old man can separate many bodies and go to different places!" Su Sanniang explained.

"What are they doing?" Yan Chuan pointed to the thousands of women who played the piano.

"The old man Baishan is very strong in piano practice. I am teaching everyone the piano practice. The more I teach it, the deeper I learn. I can't keep up with their rhythm, so I stopped first!" Su Sanniang explained.

"Learning the piano?" Meng Wenruo said weirdly.

"Well, the old man Baishan said, only when the piano reaches the realm of'moving heaven', can the world grant a voucher to enter the hall of inspiration. Moreover, the old man Baishan sincerely teaches everyone to learn the piano. It's really some kind of piano that is unprecedented in the world, so everyone is willing to learn it!" Su Sanniang explained.

"Certificate? A certificate to enter the Hall of Inspiration?" Yan Chuan showed a hint of surprise.

Su Sanniang nodded.

"These later people didn't bother me." Su Sanniang pointed to Dugu Batian and others.

"Then why the old Baishan doesn't play by himself?" Yan Chuan asked in doubt.

"The old man Baishan has no entity. He looks more like a projection, unable to play the piano! He can only give pointers!" Su Sanniang said.

"Oh?"

With more doubts, Yan Chuan looked at the old Baishan who was instructing everyone in the piano art in the distance.

The old Baishan suddenly stopped everyone.

"Presumably you all understand. It is difficult for you to continue to improve your piano art in a short time. Please stop first, and let this female Taoist friend continue to learn the piano. How about? You are watching and able to learn How much, depends on good luck!" Baishan old man said politely.

Thousands of women got up and said respectfully to the old man with hundreds of fans: "Thank you, Mr., for teaching during this time!"

"It's okay, haha!" The old man Baishan said with a smile.

All the women flew to the four mountain peaks, but Meng Rongrong stayed.

Yan Chuan has a solemn expression, and countless cultivators from all directions are staring at him.

The old man Baishan looked at Meng Rongrong kindly and said: "Friends of Taoism, you are the person with the strongest understanding of Qindao!"

"Thank you, Mr., for your advice during this time!" Meng Rongrong said politely.

"Haha, this is your good fortune, I won't say much, the piano is moving, you are still a little bit close, I will pass on your "Too Great Inspiration". This is created by a former friend, I lost a bet to me, how many years have passed, I don’t know if I am still alive, huh!" Baishan old man laughed.

"Thank you!" Meng Rongrong said gratefully.

The Baishan old man waved his hand, and strands of golden text appeared in the void. As soon as the text appeared, countless fragrances suddenly appeared around him, and a touch of solemnity exuded.

Countless repairs quickly recorded these words.

"Only a real genius of Qin Dao can understand it. Too much inspiration! Dao friends, feel happy!" Baishan old man laughed.

"Yes!" Meng Rongrong looked at it quickly.

Not far away, Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Too much inspiration? Isn't this created by the Supreme Laozi among the saints of the Three Pures of the Great Thousand World? Taishang gambled with Baishan old man? Still lost?

Is this Baishan old man really just a guardian of the Hall of Inspiration? (To be continued)

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