One Thousand Eight Hundred and Five. Rectify the Chaos and Promote the Good

"Little friend Yan, you are well." Jiang Shen looked at Yan Zhaoge and said in a calm and indifferent tone: "I would like to ask you to call you little friend again. I think this is the last time you and I will see each other, so please don't be offended."

Yan Zhaoge looked at him and asked, "I wonder what happened to the other people who stayed in the upper world in the past?"

"Only the old man has taken refuge in the Immortal Court, and the rest are all safe and placed alone." Jiang Shen smiled warmly: "If the Infinite Heavenly Lord can get rid of you, the upper realm can continue the Three Pure Ones inheritance."

The Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty is transcendent and no one can guarantee whether he will return to this world.

There is also Laojun alive. Although Laojun is difficult to decide and rarely asks about foreign affairs, others still have to pay attention.

Therefore, no one will completely cut off the Taoist inheritance. At best, they will continue to suppress and weaken it.

Compared with Tianwaitian, which has always been at odds with the outside world and has continued to grow and develop, the upper world is naturally easier to control and easier for Xianting to accept.

When the Immortal Court annexed the Upper Realm, in addition to retaliating against the Taoist sect, it was mainly to consolidate the incense of its own faith, so as not to shake the majesty of the Infinite Heavenly Lord due to the great sage's golden body causing trouble in the Immortal Court.

Compared with the actual benefits, the symbolic meaning is greater.

However, there is an exception to this, and that is Jiang Shen who is in the Taixu Yuanxian realm.

Jiang Shen, who has already become a Yuan Immortal, has great hope in the Immortal Court to add a Daluo Heavenly Immortal in a short period of time.

This is the person Xianting desperately needs.

"In addition, most of the talented people who have emerged from the upper world in recent years have been collected by the Immortal Court." Jiang Shen looked regretful.

"There is also a large new population and products?" Yan Zhaoge asked.

Jiang Shen nodded and sighed: "Not bad."

"It's not unexpected for people to work as swordsmen and fish as for meat." Yan Zhaoge said.

Jiang Shen nodded, then shook his head: "Young friends Yan, you won the Immortal Killing Formation and defeated the Jiuyou Game. It is truly a great blessing for the direct descendants of the Sanqing Dynasty."

"But what if you lose?"

The old man took a deep look at Yan Zhaoge and said: "Whether it is to live on its last breath or to live under someone else's roof, the direct descendants of the Three Pure Ones have left behind a line of inheritance. They must endure the humiliation and bear the burden, whether it is the upper world or other people, and they must retain the last vitality. "

He looked at the disintegrated Immortal Court in front of him, and at the Heavenly Palace that had turned into ruins: "However, it's great that you succeeded. It's not in vain that I can see the scene before me in my lifetime."

The strong wish power treasure light in his body now became unstable.

But Jiang Shen himself looked peaceful and calm.

What was shaken was his offering of incense to the Infinite God, not himself.

"If we have different Taoism, we will not conspire against each other." Yan Zhaoge said calmly: "I trust your Excellency in preserving the authenticity of our Taoist sect, but we have different ideas between you and me, and it is difficult for me to agree with many of your decisions."

"But the matter has come to this, and there is no need to say more. Where does Brother Jiang Dao plan to go next?"

Once you become a heretic, it is difficult to turn back.

Yan Zhaoge is determined to solve the problems of Meng Wan, Fu Ting, He Xixing and others because they have not been converted by outsiders after all.

Those who have already joined heretics are still unable to think about it.

However, before that, Immeasurable Heavenly Lord was still here, and he could kill Wang Guan, Lu Yue, Jiang Shen and others with just a thought.

The old man looked at the dilapidated and collapsed fairy garden with a smile on his face: "My remaining wishes have been fulfilled, my remaining wishes have been fulfilled..."

Jiang Shen closed his eyes, and the unstable wishful light in his body suddenly stabilized and then dimmed.

The next moment, it exploded again, blazing and dazzling.

The splendid wish light turned into a rainbow, flew up into the sky, and then disappeared in an instant, like the last sunset in the fairy garden.

Yan Zhaoge calmly watched Jiang Shen's rainbow fade.

At the same time, his figure also appeared at the end of Jiang Shen's rainbow.

There, time and space twist, and there is another universe hidden in it.

The heaven and earth inside are running on their own, and there is no light of wish power in it, just like a paradise in a fairy garden.

It is the upper realm of the past.

Yan Zhaoge's cultivation strength, at a glance, can break through the barriers of time and space and pass through space barriers.

The mountains and rivers of the upper world were once again visible to him.

Although part of it was split by his own hands back then, the remaining part still looked familiar.

More than a thousand years have passed, and things have changed, but Yan Zhaoge still sees some familiar people.

He saw Luo Emperor Li Jun who had become a Qing Jing Xuan Immortal, saw Qian Emperor Qian Yuan Zi, and saw the Northwest Supreme Lianzu Lin of the upper realm of the original world who had opened the immortal gate...

People in the upper world and the inner world can only see a piece of clear air floating in the sky at this moment.

The existence of Daluo Celestial Being is difficult for the world to fathom, understand, and see.

Yan Zhaoge felt the changes in world affairs brought about by the vicissitudes of life most profoundly at this moment, so much so that he, who always liked to appear holy in front of others, had no intention of manifesting himself.

The clear air swept the upper realm, and the whole body moved away from this place.

Among the people here, except for a few people such as Li Jun, Qian Yuanzi, Lian Zulin, etc., most of the warriors may not even know that they have fallen into the control of the Immortal Court, nor that they are currently under the control of the Immortal Court.

Mortal people, not to mention.

Although it was difficult for Li Jun and others to look at Yan Zhaoge, they all knew naturally that the person taking them out of the Immortal Courtyard was not the Immortal Lord of the Immortal Courtyard who wished to be covered with light, but the Daluo Celestial Being who was the direct descendant of the Taoist sect. .

The situation is still unclear, but the current scene clearly means that the situation has changed.

In addition to the worries caused by the unknown, everyone's moods were ups and downs, and they were excited and joyful, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Mysterious syllables echoed in the upper world at this time, and their meaning was unclear.

But Li Jun and others could vaguely understand the meaning.

Not that they understood it, but it seemed that the thought rose from the bottom of their hearts.

"Today, the orthodox sect of our Taoism has restored order and destroyed the Immortal Court. The fellow Taoists who were once wandering outside will return home together today."

Everyone in the upper world widened their eyes.

They looked at each other, their lips moved, but no one made a sound, and they all fell into silence for a while.

The previous speculation was now confirmed, and the long-awaited expectation finally came true, which made everyone feel confused.

Then, it was ecstasy.

Li Jun and others left the upper world together, surrounded by clear air, like a fairyland.

Looking back, they saw that in the vast universe in front of them, the thousands of worlds under the control of the Immortal Court were scattered and broken.

The once magnificent and magnificent Heavenly Palace collapsed, leaving only a few wreckage, and it was further eroded and disintegrated, like ashes.

On the ruins of the Immortal Court, death and resentment lingered and condensed into substance.

Even Li Jun, who had reached the realm of pure and quiet Xuanxian, felt suffocated when facing such death and resentment from afar.

If he were in it, he would probably collapse mentally.

There were hundreds of Tianxian, Yuanxian, thousands of Xuanxian, and Zhenxian-level outer immortals who died, giving rise to overwhelming death and resentment.

Not only did the Immortal Court collapse, but all the outer immortals also withered and were buried here.

The people in the upper world stared blankly at the shocking scene in front of them.

After coming to their senses, Li Jun and others bowed to the sky together and did not get up for a long time.