Chapter 431 (1/2)

It was nearly noon, and the sun was in the middle of the sky. There was no cloud in the sky. There was only a white light, which made people unable to open their eyes on the snow covered Haoshou peak.

The air is as clear as a mirror, and the Taibai palace is like a pearl inlaid on the ivory spire, surrounded by a circle of rainbow like brilliance.

It was forbidden by the White House. The crane people were left by the ancient great energy. Even the golden elixir could resist the attack for a period of time.

This has no effect on the day of celebration. The ban of the White House was handed over to his most trusted uncle a thousand years ago. The replica of array pivot is now in the hands of the crane king.

There is also a circle of formation around the Haoshou peak, which is the outer defense of the White House.

However, this layer of defense has always been the responsibility of the patrol elder of Tianchi City, which has long been under his control. Under his instruction, this defensive array is now forbidden to enter and exit, and will also interfere with internal and external transmission and transmission.

I wonder if he Heng has noticed this. The White House, on the surface, has not responded to this. Since uncle a came to crane king mountain, the White House has been silent all day without any action.

Uncle came to the crane king mountain is just a spirit of the body, and he himself is still waiting outside the palace. Uncle a is responsible for the patrol and guard of the White House, so he hengcai should not be disturbed.

The crane king goes to the White House. It is totally different from the tranquility of Hewang mountain. The whole body is as white as a large piece of ice and snow relief. It spreads up and can't be looked at horizontally but can only be looked up at.

Before the ban, the king of crane saw that the guard of the palace had taken the initiative to open the gate.

Although he is the king of cranes, he is also informed at all levels every time he goes to the White House. This time it's a little strange. When he was about to ask, a message from he Heng rang out in his head:

”don't hurt other members of the crane tribe if you and I are involved. Come to the palace of night silence, and I will deal with it alone with you. ”

The crane king was shocked. It seems that he Heng knew he would come to him. In this case, he Heng can not be unprepared. The White House is likely to be a trap for him.

He stopped, but he didn't immediately step back. He has come here, there is no way back. He went back. He Heng will die after he gets the red crown here.

Under the current situation, there is a uncle from the inside to give him assurance that he Heng has no red crown in hand.

And he is the first flower of the golden elixir, and there are too many white house prohibitions in hand. Except for he Heng, it was impossible for anyone in the White House to stop him.

If he Heng conceals his own strength, his life span of nearly 4000 years can not be fake.

With the power of the crane King's golden elixir's first blossom, it is true that he could not have the strength to fight against the old monk.

What's more, in the past ten years since he became king, he has not foreseen the present day and is not totally unprepared.

He strode towards the White House. Along the way, all the checkpoints opened, and all the guards, friars and maids in the White House bowed to the crane king, more respectful than ever before, as if they were welcoming their new Lord.

The crane King paid no attention to anyone, and no one stood in his way. He went straight to he Heng's bedroom, the night silence palace.

The night is quiet. The day is like night, and it is dark. The crane King pushed the door open, only to see a dim reception hall, lit only a flickering candle.

On the big chair in front of him sat an old man with grey hair and a haggard face. That head of snow-white hair is like a dense spider silk wrapped in the old face, the breath is weak, as if every breath has to work hard.

He Biri showed a trace of pity in his eyes. This man, who has controlled the fate of the crane people for thousands of years, is now so old. Think about how he was so powerful that he was admired by all?

If there is no immortal body, even if the golden elixir three flowers are perfect, it will still be the body of every fetus. After all, there will be this day. But he believes he won't.

He will be refined into immortal body, and finally fly to heaven. He will seek the real way of long life in the tens of millions of yuan in the heaven, instead of wasting it in the filthy soil of the world. He has something to do.

He Heng had such an opportunity. It's a pity that he was involved in too many worldly affairs. He tried his best for these tribesmen and finally imprisoned himself to die in taibailin.

The crane King knelt down three steps and bowed down three times. This man made him depressed for thousands of years, but whether he was an elder or a master, he had to kneel down.