Wangxuan City is closed again.

The patrol battalions were nearly 20 miles away, stationed directly outside the east and west city gates. Even the Five Cities Military and Horse Division in the capital mobilized three battalions of guards.

There were rumors from the outside world that something big happened in Wangxuan City. A prominent nobleman died in the city. The court was furious and issued a death order to arrest the murderer.

No need to ask, no need to investigate, no need to even think about it, everyone knows that the real culprit behind the scenes who can commit such a crazy act is naturally Guixu.

The world is so vast that apart from returning to the ruins, there is no second thought at all.

The people in Wangxuan City were angry and generous, and they could not tolerate Gui Xu's misbehavior.

To this end, the patrol battalion, in conjunction with Xuantian Pavilion, convened a "100-day joint effort to eliminate evil and defend the Tao" conference. They conducted an in-depth and simple analysis of the current severe anti-evil and anti-evil situation in Wangxuan City, and conducted an in-depth and simple analysis of the various crimes committed by Guixu.

Severe condemnation and protest.

At the meeting, Wang Lingce, the director of Xuantian Pavilion, delivered an important speech. He said that in the face of the banner of justice, all the evil deeds of Guixu just showed their incompetence and rage. This was the last struggle before dawn, and this was what happened under the bright light.

Only surviving. Under the wise guidance of the imperial court and the enthusiastic support of the people, we will surely win the final victory and completely eliminate the arrogance of the evil forces.

Wang Lingce's speech received enthusiastic response from the representatives present, and was published in a book and circulated among various government offices.

In this regard, Ming Chengjun, the commander of the patrol battalion, said that he would organize a seminar for senior military officers to learn and sublimate the spirit of this meeting, strengthen understanding, and raise awareness.

The incident ended quietly in the midst of the heated conference.

This result seems to have an explanation, but it seems that there is no explanation.

The only thing affected was the final exam of Xuantian Pavilion, which had to be postponed again.

…

After that night, Li Mo stayed in the room and could not leave.

Even Feng Wannian and others did not dare to disturb him easily. He knew very well that Li Mo was going through an extremely strange transformation and no one could help him.

"You guys should learn from Li Mo, what kind of chaos is the city in now? He is the only one who... doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window, and only focuses on cultivating Xuanmen methods."

Chen Wangdu was quite satisfied with Li Mo's performance.

The special envoy of Xuantian Pavilion knew that a big shot had died in the city, and now it could be said that the city was in turmoil and everything was under attack.

Originally, he was worried that Li Mo and others would be affected, and even find it difficult to calm down at such a critical moment and get into trouble.

Now it seems that his worries were completely unnecessary. The incident in Wangxuan City did not affect Li Mo, and it could even be said that it had nothing to do with him.

This young man who was favored by him only had cultivation in mind, and all kinds of external events, disturbances, troubles, chaos, etc. seemed to be insulated from him.

Such strength, such talent, such character... really made Chen Wangdu extremely satisfied.

"You guys should also follow suit...it's a relief to see Li Mo."

Chen Wangdu looked at Hong Xiaofu, Shang Xujian and others, feeling like he hated iron for not being able to become steel.

Hong Xiaofu curled his lips and swallowed all the words into his rectum.

"Let's have dinner first."

Chen Wangdu shook his head, turned around and left.

"dinner?"

Hong Xiaofu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"Senior, isn't it just dawn?"

"Really?" Chen Wangdu glanced at it, said nothing, and just nodded.

"Senior, when will the Xuantian Pavilion final exam start? Is there a letter from it?" Shang Xujian asked without taking it seriously.

"It has already begun." Chen Wangdu murmured, thoughtfully.

"Already started?"

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xu Jian were both stunned. They looked at each other with deep doubts.

"Go back and take a nap, and you will know." Chen Wangdu looked at the sky and murmured softly.

"Get some sleep?"

Hong Xiaofu and Shang Xujian hesitated for a moment, looked at Chen Wangdu's back, and finally returned to their respective rooms with full of doubts.

"Dameng Mijuelu... I didn't expect that this assessment would be so special."

Chen Wangdu looked up at the bright moon in the night sky with a solemn expression.

At this moment, he just woke up and realized that the Xuantian Pavilion's assessment had already happened quietly and unknowingly.

…

Inside the Climbing Tower.

Scarlet blood covered the ground. A gray-robed monk held a rosary, and the breath surged throughout his body, suddenly displaying the power of vajra to subjugate demons.

"When I see a monster in the mortal world, he has the courage to enter the building."

The young gray-robed monk lowered his eyes. In his sight, a huge fox demon had been forced into a corner. There were seven severed tails in the pool of blood, wrapped in scattered demon aura.

"You...you are crazy...the rules of Tianchan Mountain are still there, how dare you act rashly and harm your fellow disciples?"

The huge fox demon roared loudly, blood flowed, and could no longer hold on.

"The evil talk deceives the public."

The gray-robed monk had no expression on his face. He took one step forward, the rosary in his hand emitted a bright mysterious light, and he was about to carry out the killing move.

"Amitabha……"

At this moment, a burst of Buddha's chant resounded, shaking in all directions. The gray-robed monk's body was shaken, his eyes widened suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but he fell down hard.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang!"

In the corner, a yellow-robed monk was holding the wound on his chest. Blood was flowing out, and his clothes and flesh were everywhere.

The monk in white robes walked towards him slowly and looked at the unconscious gray robed monk with his eyes lowered, showing compassion.

"Senior Brother Wuxin...is he crazy? In broad daylight, he actually..." the yellow-robed monk gritted his teeth.

Wuxiang looked calm and did not comment. He just walked to the railing, looked at Wangxuan City in the distance, clasped his hands and chanted the name of the Buddha.

"The assessment of Xuantian Pavilion has begun..."

"The assessment? Has it started?" The yellow-robed monk's expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but wonder: "When did it start? What assessment?"

"Why didn't I know?"

"You and I are among them." Wu Xiang was silent for a while and whispered softly.

"Did you know that there is a rare treasure in the Xuantian Pavilion, called the [Da Meng Mi Jue Lu]..."

"You mean..." The yellow-robed monk couldn't help but move, as if something sounded.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "In those days, the monk king traveled west, enlightened the Tao at the foot of Posuo Mountain, and cultivated a golden body... At that time, an old man happened to pass by and saw the monk king's majestic treasure elephant, golden body and mysterious Dharma.

, then asked him what is the mystery of this body..."

The silent words reveal a dusty past.

"The monk king said that the golden body can be cultivated illegally, and it will be immortal after entering the world of mortals..."

"Who would have thought that the old man looked up to the sky and laughed without saying a word. He just wrote a dream word on the bluestone in front of the monk king."

"Life is a century-old dream, how can it be empty or real? Since this body is in the world of mortals, how can it be born or destroyed?"

At this point, Wuxiang's face condensed slightly: "With just one word, the golden body of the Monk King was destroyed. For this reason, he sat at the foot of Posuo Mountain for three years before he broke it and then stood up to uncover the word "dream"."

Later, when the monk king achieved great mastery in supernatural power and became one of the seven masters of Xuantian, he refined the bluestone slab into a treasure named "Dameng Mijuelu".

When this treasure is sacrificed, all living beings will feel like they are in a dream, with all kinds of strange and bizarre things, the ghosts of the mortal world, some may be confused, some may be crazy, or some may fall asleep... They are always in this dream, and it is difficult to escape from it.

"I have heard about the origin of this treasure... Are you saying that the entire Wangxuan City is in a dream now?" The yellow-robed monk was a little unsure.

"True and false, dream and reality...who can tell the difference? This level is not easy to pass."

Wuxiang looked calm and murmured softly. In his eyes, there was clearly a huge thing sitting cross-legged in the sky at the end of the sky and the earth. The light of the golden Buddha illuminated all living beings.

"Senior Brother Wuxiang, is this [Great Dream Mijue Record] really so miraculous?" The yellow-robed monk still didn't believe it.

"I heard the master say that what is reflected in the mind is a dream, and what is seen with the Dharma eye is reality... Do you know the identity of the old man that the monk king met back then?" Wu Xiang clasped his hands together and asked in a deep voice.

The yellow-robed monk looked confused and couldn't help but ask: "Who is he?"

"Ancient Demon of the West!" Wuxiang's lips slightly opened and he spit out a name.

The yellow-robed monk's complexion suddenly changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help shouting: "The eight great demons and immortals in the world."

The Ancient Demon of the West is a supreme being named after the Sword Immortal in White, Beisha Xuanzhang, and the Divine Stone Spirit Dao.

"Amitabha!"

Wu Xiang clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and slowly closed his eyes.

…

At this moment, many masters from the major gates in Wangxuan City have noticed the strangeness around them one after another.
To be continued...