The boundless starry sky.
Hengtian system.
A huge star, the Yin-Yang Taoist Palace.
In the ancient palace, the Taoist Master Yin Yang sat cross-legged.
A dozen elders stood below.
The atmosphere in the hall is extremely solemn!
"Dao Zun, just now, for some unknown reason, billions of stars in the Hengtian system suddenly shifted at the same time!!"
"Even our Yin Yang Star quickly moved to the star where the Qingtian Sword Sect is located, and returned shortly afterwards."
An elder with white hair and beard stood up, bowed towards Yin Yang Taoist Master, and spoke with an extremely solemn expression.
When the other elders heard what the chief elder said, they felt depressed and sighed slightly.
When it happened before, all the creatures on Yin Yang Star, including the Yin Yang Dao Sect, were extremely panicked.
In this vast Hengtian system, as far as they could remember, such a strange thing had never happened.
Ye Xuanjing in the hall heard this, his expression unchanged, but his pupils flickered slightly, and then he said lightly: "I have already known about this matter, the elders do not need to worry."
Ye Xuanjing then closed his eyes, placed his right hand on his knees, tapped his thumb on each fingertip, and began to count with his fingers.
As Ye Xuanjing calculated with his fingers, wisps of misty air surrounded him.
His thumb kept clicking and his brows kept frowning!
After a moment, the mist dissipated, Ye Xuanjing took a deep breath, and slowly opened his eyes.
At a glance, he saw the eager eyes of the elders who were eager to learn.
Ye Xuanjing glanced at the elders and said calmly, "I can't figure it out."
Hearing this, the elders' pupils shrank. It was the first time they saw that the all-knowing and all-powerful Yin-Yang Daoist Master could not calculate the
Ye Xuanjing picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and sighed, "Don't be surprised, elders. Not to mention the entire starry sky, even this Hengtian system is extremely vast. This unprecedented phenomenon is beyond my ability to predict."
Hearing this, the elders felt uneasy and said hesitantly, "Dao Zun, then... then..."
"This strange phenomenon of the shifting of the stars encompasses the entire Hengtian system. If it's auspicious, then it's auspicious; if it's ominous, then it's ominous. Elders, don't overthink it. Please leave." Ye Xuanjing said softly. As he spoke, his eyes suddenly moved slightly.
At this moment, a sharp voice sounded out of nowhere in the hall.
"Haha, Xuan Jing's words make sense!"
This sudden voice startled the elders, and they relaxed after they reacted. They bowed slightly towards the void in front of them and shouted, "Sky-Qing Sword Master."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hunchbacked old man with a sword case hanging diagonally on his back appeared here, stroking his white beard and looking at Ye Xuanjing with a smile.
At first glance, except for the sword box hanging diagonally on his back that looks a bit special, he is just an ordinary old man.
Ye Xuanjing flicked his sleeves, and a teacup appeared on the table again. He picked up the teapot and poured it out while saying, "Such a strange phenomenon has occurred in the Hengtian Sect. How can the Qingtian Sword Master not be in the sect to comfort the elders and disciples, and still have time to come to my Yin-Yang Taoist Palace?"
The elders trembled in fear as they watched the two big men talking.
"Xuan Jing addressed me as the Lord of the Heavenly Sword, but that seems a bit strange." The Lord of the Heavenly Sword stroked his beard and continued to smile, "Since you just said that auspiciousness is auspiciousness and ominousness is ominousness, then what is there for me to worry about?"
Ye Xuanjing shook his head and smiled slightly. He pushed the full teacup on the table towards the Sky-Clairvoyant Sword Master through the air and said, "Tell me, what brings you here?"
The Lord of the Heaven-Qing Sword gently caught the teacup that was flung towards him, took a sip, and said with a smile, "The Hongmeng Battle List is imminent. What do you think it's all about?"
Ye Xuanjing looked at the Sword Master of the Sky with a slightly condensed expression, then tilted his head and ordered calmly, "You guys go down."
"Yes, Daozun."
The elders heaved a sigh of relief and said respectfully.
I can finally retreat. It’s so hard to be in front of these two big guys!
Then he bowed slightly to the Lord of Qingtian Sword and quickly retreated.
"Jianyou, please sit down." Ye Xuanjing waved his hand slightly.
Lu Jianyou jokingly said, "Haha, why don't you call yourself the Sky-Clearing Sword Master?"
Ye Xuanjing ignored all this nonsense and went straight to the point, "Do you want your Sword Master from the Qingtian Sword Sect to cooperate with my Dao Master from the Yin-Yang Dao Palace?"
Lu Jianyou was slightly startled, then chuckled, "As expected of the omniscient and almighty Yin-Yang Daoist Master. That's exactly what I'm saying. What do you think?"
"Don't you have any confidence in the swordsman of your Qingtian Sword Sect?"
Ye Xuanjing did not agree immediately, but asked back.
"Our sect naturally has confidence in our Zong Jianzi, but this time the Hongmeng battle list is of great importance, so it is better to be cautious. If we miss this opportunity, we will regret it."
Lu Jianyou said in a serious tone.
Wrinkles formed on his face and his expression became serious, no longer as casual as before.
Ye Xuanjing replied calmly: "Yes."
Hearing this, the wrinkles on Lu Jianyou's face immediately relaxed, and he became relaxed again. He chuckled and said, "Xuan Jing, it has to be you! Great! Then let's discuss it."
"Jianyou. From what you said, you've already approached someone else and been rejected?"
"Ahem, nonsense."
The ancient world of Qiankun.
The next day.
The sky was blue, everything was the same as before, and the dazzling dancing stars in the sky last night seemed like a dream that never happened.
But all the living beings in the ancient world of Qiankun knew that it was not a dream, but what they saw with their own eyes!
As a result, the rumor that the great era was about to come spread from mouth to mouth and became more and more intense.
Zhenwu is imprisoned in the Heavenly Palace.
A nearby mountain top.
"Ba Gun."
"Zhenwu."
When the Saint Ancestor of Tyrant Spear and the Saint Ancestor of True Martial met, they bowed and greeted each other.
The Spear Saint's face was solemn. He pondered for a moment and was about to speak.
Zhenwu Saint Patriarch interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said, "Ba Qiang, let's not talk about what happened with the stars and the moon last night. The three elders from my Zhenwu Prisoner Heaven Palace who went to Hehuan Country are all dead."
Upon hearing this, Tyrant Spear Saint Ancestor frowned and sighed, "My Tyrant Spear Saint Temple's troops were completely annihilated when they went to Hehuan Country."
The gaze of Saint Zhenwu narrowed slightly.
"I wanted to go to Hehuan Country in person, but after seeing the strange sight of the stars and the moon dancing together last night, and with the International Conference approaching, I have many things to do and cannot spare the time." The Spear Saint continued, looking somewhat helpless.
The True Martial Saint Patriarch pondered for a moment and said softly, "It seems that an old monster of the Dao Yang Realm has appeared in the Hehuan Kingdom. Otherwise, given the strength of the elders, this would not be possible."
"Well, that's why I didn't think of sending any more elders. Sending those below the Daoyang Realm would be tantamount to suicide. And whether sending an elder from the Daoyang Realm could capture that person is another matter." The Spear Saint shook his head and said helplessly.
Upon hearing this, the Saint Ancestor Zhenwu smiled lightly, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said jokingly: "Anyway, this Saint Ancestor is usually quite free, and cannot compare to a busy man like you."
"In that case, then I, the Holy Ancestor, will go there personally. Haha!"
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