As long as the time is up, the sword is naturally sharp enough, and the yellow leaves are naturally full of sky, and a young man without a master can cultivate into a generation of powerhouses.It's like no matter how long and exhausting the journey is, there is a time when it comes to an end.The cloud ship of the Zhongzhou faction returned to Yunmeng Mountain.The clouds and mist outside the mountain gave rise to countless waves, and then shattered like a dream.When these cloud boats went to Qingshan yesterday, not to mention arrogance, they were also silent with a momentum of victory.When he returned, it was so silent, dead silent, that he couldn't hear anything.The white-bladed immortal returned to the world, but died at the hands of the Snow Queen!
What frightened them even more was that the head of the real person actually joined forces with the Qingshan Sect and wanted to kill Bai Zhenren!
Thinking of this, hundreds of eyes subconsciously fell on the cloud ship in front, but they didn't see the tall figure.I don't know when, Tan Zhenren has left the cloud boat in advance and returned to Yunmeng Mountain.He first went to the back mountain, met with a few hidden elders, didn't know what to say, and then stepped down the clouds and went to the deepest part of the Yunmeng Great Array.Yesterday in Qingshan, he was seriously injured by the ban on the Ten Directions Demon Tower, and for some reason he was not in a hurry to treat his injuries after returning to Yunmeng, but he had to do these things.The clouds and mist slowly drifted away, revealing the huge and terrifying figure of the unicorn.Tan Zhenren looked at the unicorn quietly, his eyes were gentle and indifferent, and the wrinkles on his broad forehead had long disappeared.His eyes were strange, as if he was looking somewhere else, or even another time.Of course, he couldn't be looking at the unicorn, but the person.— or the cloud that never dispersed.They used to be brothers and sisters, and later they were Taoist couples, who had been together for hundreds of years, but they had never really known each other, and some were just calculations hidden in the deepest depths.Bai Zhenren's thoughts were hidden deeper than him, and he started earlier, so he didn't lose unjustly, and if he wasn't moved by Jingyang Zhenren, how could he be counted by her?
Now that I think about it, the Cloud Mist Dao Method can be broken by the Ten Directions Demon Tower, and it should be more than three hundred years ago that she asked Qilin to deliberately leak her mouth, right?"
How is Sister Yuan now?"
Tan Zhenren asked.Qilin said: "Why bother to pretend to care at this time, I don't care about your family affairs, I just want to ask why you want to give Jingyun Zhong to Jingyang?"
”Tan Zhenren said: "I didn't give it to him, I gave it to Tong Yan." ”Qilin was a little surprised and said, "You actually want to pass on the head of the sect to that traitor?"
”Tan Zhenren said: "Zao'er is still asleep in Dayuan City, I don't know when I will wake up, and I don't know if I can wake up, who else can I pass on to besides Tong Yan?"
”This was part of his agreement with Jing Jiu.It's just that Tong Yan didn't know it until now, and Jing Jiu sold him back to Zhongzhou from Qingshan Sect with his backhand.Qilin's eyes gave birth to two dark fires, and said, "That traitor actually dares to give Jingyun Zhong to Jingyang, do you think I will agree to him coming back?"
Will you agree to him as the head?
”Tan Zhenren said: "I am the head of the Zhongzhou faction, you don't count." ”Qilin laughed wildly and said, "Then have you ever thought that now that Jingyun Zhong is in Jingyang, you are seriously injured again, and I can swallow you in one bite?"
”Tan Zhenren said: "What do you think this is?
”As the words fell, an ancient bell appeared in his palm.It was Jingyun Clock.The Qilin's eyes changed suddenly, and he let out a long and mournful roar.Not because of fear, but because of anger.How many times does the same picture appear?
………… When you use the Endless Immortal Qi to perform the Heaven and Earth Escape Method, what kind of speed will you have?
The warm glow of spring is sprinkled with warmth, and the breath fluctuations hidden in it that are ethereal and go into the distance can be hundreds of miles in an instant.But it was still not as fast as that sword light, even if the traces of that sword light's flight had become a little crooked, not as sweeping the world as it had been at the beginning, going straight ahead.Koseiji Temple is very close to the East China Sea.When Tong Yan answered the first question of the master of the Water Moon Nunnery, Bai Zhenren followed the sunlight to the temple, turned into a mist in the pine forest, and then appeared in front of a meditation room.This Zen room is called Baishan, which is the place where the Taiping Zhenren and the Xuanyin Ancestor listened to the scriptures.Yesterday, Taiping Zhenren died, Xuanyin Ancestor died, the first seat of the lecture hall of Guocheng Temple died, and she was still alive.Bai Zhenren walked into the meditation room and looked at the Buddha statue quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.The melodious sound of the bell echoes in the temple, and the sound of the warp bursts makes the spring a little more organized.A few years ago, the old abbot of Guocheng Temple had passed away, and Zenzi was far away in the snowfield, and none of the monks in the temple could sense her arrival.The sound of the bells and prayers could drown out her breath and give her a little rest.………… There is a vegetable garden outside the temple.There are abandoned houses in the vegetable garden.There is only half of the kimchi jar left in the house.The sword light flashed and went up the cliff.A small round hole was left in the yellow wall of the temple.A breeze came from the back kitchen.Several rifts appeared in the stone beasts on a large hall.The stone pagoda in the Garden of Tranquility was illuminated by the light of the sword.Jing Jiu showed his figure, reached out and touched the stone tower, and looked at the heavy temples outside.………… The bell soon stopped.But the sound lasted for a long time.I don't know if it's the chance of Zen Buddhism, or if I feel the great changes in the world yesterday, the monks read the "Three Thousand Great Wishes Sutra" in the morning today.This scripture talks about getting rid of this realm of suffering and going to the three thousand wonderful worlds, and the last sentence is: The supreme subtle dharma, a hundred thousand detrimental realms.When this verse drifted away with the wind, Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren met again.There is a stone flat outside the Baishan Zen room, and the stone flat is the tower of Guocheng Temple, where the great monks of the past dynasties are buried.The old abbot who passed away a few years ago was in the new tower at the front.If Taiping Zhenren had stayed here as an abbot, he would probably have his own stone pagoda.Jing Jiu flicked his fingers, and the ancient bell in a certain temple in the distance was runged.The bell rang again and alarmed the monks in the temple.Several clear rays of light floated up from between the temples and towers, and gradually gathered together, like robes moving with the wind, which was the great array of mountain gates.Bai Zhenren uses heaven and earth to escape the law, and it is difficult to leave.She had no intention of leaving, with her hands behind her back, her face up, her eyes closed, and she seemed to think that the bell was sounding.Hundreds of monks rushed over and surrounded Tallinn.Jing Jiu waved his hand.The monks knew what he meant, and retreated outside with some trepidation.I don't know why, he didn't directly turn into that sword light and cut Bai Zhenren more than ten zhang away into pieces.Bai Zhenren didn't make a move.Two men stood silently in Tallinn.A breeze wafted in with the faint scent of pine trees, pulling the white clothes and white dresses.Crackling, popping, countless slight crisp sounds sounded from the depths of Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren's bodies.Countless cracks appeared on the surface of the stone tower, the weeds on the ground turned into fragments, and the Buddha statue in the Baishan Meditation Room peeled off a lot in a very short period of time.Even the mountain gate array in the sky reacted very strongly, and the robe composed of empty was torn open several times, and the sunlight fell like this, illuminating those stone towers into statues on the chessboard.Feeling the terrible aura wafting in the temple, the monks of Guocheng Temple were full of compassion on their faces, and they kept proclaiming the Buddha's name.Those breaths are not sword intent or Dao Sect Xuangong, with a clear sense of damage, they are all injuries of Jing Jiu and Bai Zhenren.Bai Zhenren opened his eyes and said, "How long can you go on a rampage?"
”Jing Jiu said, "I don't know. ”When he was in the West Sea, Jing Jiu and Nan Chao had a lot of conversations with their divine senses in a very short period of time, and he and Yukihime had also communicated like this.Today, he and Bai Zhenren are really talking.It didn't mean much, it was just that they were all tired at this time.For a day and a night, they were exhausted to the extreme, and their injuries were extremely serious.Bai Zhenren's wounds kept flowing with golden gloss, if it weren't for the immortal urn protecting the Dao heart, she would have died on the shore of the East China Sea.There was nothing unusual about Jing Jiu, but how could he feel good about the blow of the immortal urn he received in the Tianshou Mountain Mausoleum?
Bai Zhenren looked at him and said, "It's because of the Qingshan Sect or the Jing Family, your influence on Guocheng Temple is even greater than I imagined. ”Jing Jiu said, "So you shouldn't choose here. ”Bai Zhenren said: "I heard that Liu Shinian has lived here for many years, your senior brother has been an abbot here for many years, and your own brother is buried here. ”Jing Jiu said: "Not bad. ”Bai Zhenren said: "When you come here, do you remember a lot of past events?
Have you ever thought that only people who are going to die will be like this. ”Jing Jiu said, "Where does your faith come from?
”Bai Zhenren looked at the spring in the sky and suddenly asked, "What do you think is that?"
”When he asked the conference, Jing Jiu went to Qingtianjian.There were many young geniuses who walked with him, more than He Zhan, and more than He Zhan, the friend surnamed Jiang who was a loose cultivator.At the canal in the poor village in the countryside of Zhao Kingdom, the two children also pointed to the sun in the sky and asked similar questions.The sun in Qingtianjian is not a real sun, it is a dzi.So even children know that the world they live in is fake.Why did Bai Zhenren suddenly ask this question?
What answer would she like to hear?
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