"Mutual assistance and mutual benefit are the basis of cooperation, so I will naturally not violate it." Qingyu replied.

"Then, I will not disturb His Majesty Shengde's memorial review and say goodbye first."

"Wait, Qingyu," Emperor Shengde put down his memorial and stared at Qingyu's eyes, "In the grassland war, is that unknown strong man, isn't you?"

"How could it be? You also know that I have not yet obtained the foundation to achieve the most powerful one after I have advanced to the Shenshen. Youtian, you are really joking."

Amid the chuckle, Qingyu's image slowly disappeared, but Emperor Shengde still stared at the image, motionless.

After a while, he finally looked back and opened the memorial review, "How could he lack the foundation if he can defeat Pei Dongliu...?"

Pei Dongliu, the "No. 1 in the world", is a bit weak, but his savings are real. Being able to defeat Pei Dongliu or even force him to death is definitely qualified to hit the strongest.

On the other hand, after Qingyu closed the Qianli Mirror Light Array, he whispered to himself: "Mutual assistance and mutual benefit are not the norm for us ambitious people."

Intrigue is the norm for people like Qing Yu and Ji Chengtian, and mutual assistance and mutual benefit are only temporary. If you really seize the right to speak in Jiu Tian, ​​then Ji Chengtian should target Qing Yu in the next step.

"Fighting with the sky is endless fun! Fighting with the earth is endless fun! Fighting with the people is really annoying!" Qingyu said helplessly.

The intriguing life is really not suitable for him, a glorious and beautiful person. He prefers to convince others with his strength, and he will be beaten until he is convinced.

With the mysterious skill, the pure day crystal in the palm of his hand finally turned into a stream of vitality after persisting for a day and was absorbed into Qingyu's body.

The moment the Qi of the Tianjing entered the body, Bai Yunyan's skill suddenly rioted, and combined with the Qi of the Tianjing, his skill increased sharply.

Moreover, Qingyu's soul was as if shrouded in clouds and mist, and an endless sea of ​​clouds appeared in his mind.

Clouds roll and unfold, ups and downs, disillusionment, and no stability, all the secrets of natural clouds are open to Qingyu, and the great wisdom space assists the soul in madly deduces and absorbs them, and fully understands the mystery of clouds.

Just a few breaths, the Taoist connotations contained in the white clouds were pouring in, and not put into words, but completely displayed the mystery in my mind. If Qingyu had not been the top of the world at this time, the three souls and souls of the world might not have been able to absorb them all.

It was just a few breaths that Qingyu seemed to have passed ten thousand years, and he had fully realized the secret of cloud energy. When he returned to his senses, he easily intimidated the Bai Yunyan's riot skills in his body.

"The great way is three thousand, and the different paths are the same. If this cloud qi can reach the extreme, it may not be impossible to become the strongest."

When Qingyu turned his body, he turned into a cloud dragon, flying freely in the Tai Chi Hall. When he touched the dome, the cloud dragon disintegrated into clouds and mist, penetrated through it, and appeared from the eaves, looking at the bright moon tonight.

"The moonlight is so beautiful!" Qingyu looked at the bright moon tonight with some pleasure.

The moon on the fifteenth is really beautiful. I remember when I was in Beicang Mountain, Qingyu always liked to see the full moon on the fifteenth and sixteenth, because this full moon can remind Qingyu of his ambitions.

People today do not see the moon in ancient times, but the moon once shines on the ancients.

As time goes by, the romantic figures are always blown away by the rain and wind, and only the bright moon in the sky shines on the people tonight.

"I know the moonlight is beautiful, but it's time for you to come down and eat mooncakes."

A graceful figure slowly appeared not far away, with lotus feet gently stepping on the top of the eaves and holding a small plate of mooncakes in one hand.

In the blink of an eye, it was already Mid-Autumn Festival. During this period, I was busy with intrigue and refining the Tianjing. Qingyu didn't even care about the arrival of the festival. Even the system prompts at this day were not taken into consideration.

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival again," Qingyu turned his head and smiled, "You have brought the mooncakes up, so let's eat them on the top, just watch the moon."

As he said that, Qingyu sat on the eaves and patted the seat beside him.

Xuan Zhen moved his lotus steps lightly, walked slowly, sat on the eaves, and held the small plate in his hand in the air with true energy. "This little moon cake is not enough for you and I to eat, let alone the cinnamon wine is placed underneath."

"It's okay, let them come up on their own."

The true energy flowed, and a small cloud dragon flew out of its palm and passed through the dome. It soon flew out of the hall, holding its tail around a black food basket and flew in front of Qingyu.

"Another year has passed. I still remember that today last year, I went to give Ning Wuming a box of mooncakes, which completely aroused his murderous intent." Qingyu said with a little remembrance.

"Do you just remember Ning Wuming?" Xuan Zhen gave him a angrily and rolled his eyes.

This man only remembers intrigue. Perhaps in his memory, blood is the most color, and the rest are black and white.

"There shouldn't be too many days like this." Qingyu said to himself after taking a bite of the mooncake.

When the sword god recovers, Jiutian's chariot will set off again until all the people blocking the road are crushed or broken by the people blocking the road.

However, during the period when the Sword God was in seclusion and healing, there were a few more huge variables in the world, and the Nine Heavens may not be as invincible as before.

Not to mention anything else, just a sword god can have a great impact on the plan. Since the sword god escaped, he has been hiding in the dark and has no idea what strategy he is planning.

After being sealed for nine hundred years, this old fox was so deep that he could see through it. However, he was a person who pursued the Taoist realm and might walk the same path as Jiutian.

There is also a sense of mind. He appeared in Faxiang Temple before, but he didn't know what he wanted to do?

Nowadays, the chess players are all scheming old coins. No one knows how many chess players are hidden in the secret, and no one knows how many trump cards the other party has.

Especially the Supreme Taoist Lord, his thoughts were extremely difficult to guess. Qingyu could not guess why his purpose was now.

He said he was upholding justice, but he did not kill the sword god, but just seriously injured him, and said he had a bad intention, but he had no movement now, and he was almost forgotten peacefully.

In fact, if the Supreme Taoist Lord had not taken action to severely damage the Sword God, he would have been ignored.

"It's all unknown..." Qingyu sighed lightly, took the full wine glass from Xuanzhen's hand, and drank a sip of cinnamon wine.

"Forget it, or watch the moon... Huh?"

Qingyu looked up and saw a figure walking on the moon before the bright moon. His swaying figure seemed to be like a banished immortal descending to the earth, and the mysterious energy of the extreme heaven and earth evolved into the mystery of the world.

"Xuandu." Qingyu stood up.

The night and the backlight could not hinder Qingyu's eyesight, and the overflowing Xuanyuan Qi proved the identity of the visitor.

He is the Supreme Daozi - Xuandu.

On this full moon night of the fifteenth month, what is the purpose of this Supreme Taoist son coming on the moon?
Chapter completed!