Chapter 1000: Troublesome

The moment the fourth-generation Palace Master of the Taichu Palace's sword spirit entered the human fireworks, Wei Yuan felt that the Jiangong Master and the Zhao Li Immortal seemed to be a few inches shorter, no longer as tall as they were before.

This was not an illusion; Wei Yuan just felt that they were not that tall, and no matter how he looked at it, it was like this.

Wei Yuan didn't know where the problem was and was trying hard to adjust, when suddenly the girl's voice, as cold as a sword edge, sounded in his heart: "These so-called immortals are just born a few years earlier and take a step ahead. Now that I am here, in the future, no matter who you face, from the Immortal Venerable to the commoners, you can look at them levelly."

Wei Yuan was shocked; looking at immortals levelly? Such a rebellious act, he could only think about it secretly before, and didn't do it much.

The girl said again: "My name is Xihe, you can call me by my name in the future, no need to call me senior. I am the fourth-generation Palace Master of the Taichu Palace, but I am not the fourth-generation Palace Master. Hmm, you have a lot of messy things here, I will help you clean up in a while."

A thick feeling of bad omen rose in Wei Yuan's heart, but his spiritual sense swept through the human fireworks, but he couldn't detect the trace of the fourth-generation ancestor's sword spirit at all.

At this time, around the fourth cave heaven that had just taken shape, Han Li, Jun Weizhi, Fu Yao, and Lei Ling all stood around, looking up quietly at this giant sword that was emitting great terror at all times.

They had gone through hardships and supported each other, only then could they barely fly to the vicinity of the fourth cave heaven to watch this giant sword between the sword of true tribulation and the beginning of a sword at close range. At this moment, the sword path was like lifting a corner of the veil, revealing the... shadow of a small face.

The giant sword's blade constantly changed and lived and died, demonstrating the Great Dao from destruction to rebirth, and the four were fascinated, until their magic power was exhausted and they began to be eroded by the void, only then did they have to return to the human fireworks.

On the return journey, the four were silent, and no one was in the mood to speak. Until stepping into the Fighting Saint Hall, Han Li said, "Outside the void, there is indeed great terror. With our current strength, can we really fly out of the sky and approach the true meaning of the sword path?"

Jun Weizhi's eyes condensed and said, "You mean..."

Han Li looked at the sky and said, "It should be that the Creation Immortal Venerable helped us, so we could approach this true meaning of the sword path."

Jun Weizhi's expression was somewhat complex, and he said slowly, "The Immortal Venerable really took great pains to cultivate us."

Fu Yao suddenly said, "Is there a possibility that the Immortal Venerable just wanted us to see his power?"

Everyone was stunned, all thoughtful, and actually felt that this possibility was unexpectedly high.

Just at this time, Dugu Cangqiong ran over, he heard a few sentences of their conversation, and asked: "Did the Creation Immortal Venerable send you up? Just now I approached the sky with you, why didn't the Immortal Venerable help me?"

Looking at his serious appearance, the four silently swallowed the answer: You are not worthy.

Outside the human fireworks, the wealthy old man looked at Wei Yuan, his eyes complex.

The Zhao Li Immortal walked over, sighed deeply, and said, "Old Bai, really, you are good! I just don't understand, how dare you, if I were from the Jiangong, I would absolutely not..."

A bright sword qi stopped at the Zhao Li Immortal's mouth, the threat was obvious. Then the wealthy old man reached out and said, "Bring it here!"

"What?" The Zhao Li Immortal seemed confused.

The Jiangong Master shouted, "This old man dares to love and hate, can cry and laugh! Today I said the words hidden for a thousand years, so I am not afraid of the world's laughter, and I have no regrets. But this old man cannot let the treacherous people be presumptuous! Hand over the shadow-recording ball!"

The Zhao Li Immortal hummed and said, "What shadow-recording ball, there is none!"

The Jiangong Master sneered, "Little Li..."

The Zhao Li Immortal was shocked, a bright light of human luck blocked the Jiangong Master's mouth!

The wealthy old man took off the human luck, casually kneaded it into a jade pendant, threw it to Zhang Sheng, and said, "Made of one million human luck, you wear it, it can block a tribulation."

Then he stared at the Zhao Li Immortal again and said, "This is not enough, hand over the shadow-recording ball, and then you open the Xuanji Refining Heaven Technique yourself, otherwise I will spread your true name to the world!"

The Zhao Li Immortal's face changed, and he said, "You are ruining my path!"

"Who told you to disturb this old man's Dao heart first?"

"You know it's not her, and you still say it. Besides, the good things your Jiangong did back then... forget it, don't mention it. However, although I admire your courage, I still want to say, do you still have a Dao heart to speak of?"

The Jiangong Master glared and said, "You don't understand!"

The Zhao Li Immortal suddenly sighed and said, "I really don't understand, if I could understand back then..."

Then he flicked his sleeves and poured out seventy or eighty shadow-recording balls, all of which were handed over to the Jiangong Master. ===== CHAPTER 1001 =====