Taihua Mountain, the main peak.

The disciples of Taihua Sect gathered together, and the head sected the immortal gathering bell. Something must have happened.

Looking around, there are only a hundred disciples in the entire sect.

"The mountain of death suddenly broke out in the Great Wilderness, and the innocent towns in Chaoyun Kingdom were affected by fish in the pond and burned all over. The people were killed or injured. This was caused by demons. We monks cannot stand by and watch."

On Taihua Mountain, Xuan Jun said slowly with a serious tone.

Many of the disciples below were full of indignation and wanted to kill the demons who set fire immediately.

Xuan Jun reminded again: "This fire is Samadhi True Fire, used to refine alchemy, and refining weapons is the most suitable. While you go to help the people, it is best to save some fire seeds for later use."

When Chen Changan heard this, he immediately understood that the fire had been burned out, and there was something to use. I said that it was beneficial to be so active.

But what kind of monster is it? It's really cruel to burn so many places in one breath.

Chaoyun Kingdom was where he grew up, but he didn't expect to suffer such a disaster. The mountain of death has always been a forbidden place in Chaoyun Kingdom, and few people dared to set foot on it.

"Brother Chang'an, are we going?"

Qingle's voice came from behind him, and she lay lazily on Chen Changan's back and asked with one head exposed.

"Go, why don't you go!"

Chen Changan replied without thinking that it would be best to kill the lingering woman in the Yun family when she went there this time, otherwise she would not be able to sleep well.

It feels very uncomfortable to be chased and you will not be at peace every day. Chen Chang'an would rather take a risk than hide here every day.

Taihua Sect seems reliable, but in fact there are many internal problems. Maybe one day he reconciled with Ziyunxuan and sold himself, and Chen Changan didn't find it strange.

This is the world. With the spiritual energy exhausted, the desire to become an immortal has not faded, and it is not uncommon to use any means.

Lu Ping next to him was absent-minded and looked worried.

Chen Changan photographed him and said with a smile: "Why, are you afraid? There are so many people in Taihua Sect, and they dare not do anything randomly. We happened to find an opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to kill the Yun person."

Lu Ping smiled dryly, then lowered his head again, not knowing what he was thinking.

In his hand, he was tightly holding a jade talisman to pass on it, and only one message was conveyed: the position was exposed, escape quickly

The head teacher Xuan Jun arranged the candidates for going down the mountain this time, and half of the Xuan generation wanted to go.

Feeling a gaze staring at him, Chen Changan curled his lips and looked up and found that it was indeed Xuan Wei.

Seeing Chen Changan discovering his peeking, Xuan Wei's pretty face turned red, she didn't shy, her almond eyes widened, and gave him a big look.

Chen Changan raised his hand and made a small gesture of heart-to-heart competition with his two fingers, which made Xuanwei inexplicably watch.

When he was flirting with the beauty uncle here, he didn't notice that Lu Ping was quietly leaving.

In the forest in the back mountain, Lu Pingxing was in a hurry and looked around.

He tried hard to shake his head, a trace of his old ruthlessness and resolute look, and returned to his face, which was very different from his usual careless appearance.

With a finger, he wiped away the words of the sound transmission talisman in his palm, leaving a sentence: Xiao Wang, if you have an urgent matter, take a step first, we will meet again if we are destined to do so.

After saying that, Lu Ping hung the jade talisman on the tree where they practiced their usual skills, and took out a wooden sword with a small finger length from his bun that was as messy as a bird's nest.

With both hands together, he pinched a sword trick, and the small wooden sword suddenly became bigger.

Lu Ping, a rookie monk who had just arrived at the "Three Level of Qi Refining", rode on his sword and sailed on the wind, leaving only a white shadow flashing like a powerful light flashing into the vast peaks.

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The fire of karma falls from heaven and burns the earth.

The news was definitely not the Taihua Mountain family. When Chen Changan and his friends came to the west of the Mount You Death, a large number of monks had gathered here.

Some of them turned into ordinary people, while others simply walked in the air and flew around.

Chen Changan suddenly felt a little upset when he looked at the devastated earth.

There are burnt houses on the roadside, and you can still see what it originally looked like, and many villages were simply wiped out.

This is the territory of Chaoyun Kingdom. Chen Changan vaguely remembers that he had just come to this world and was picked up by a confused Taoist here.

Some mortals who escaped by chance all had their bodies ulcerated and rotten, and were covered in pus and blood.

They all hid in the cellar, not burned directly, but were baked to this point. Although they were not dead, they suffered great sins.

Their eyes were distracted, either squatting on the ground and waiting for death, or walking back and forth with difficulty, their mouths were vague, and they shouted their relatives' names.

"If there are tears, it will definitely hurt when it rolls onto the wound, right?" Chen Changan murmured.

Xuan Wei, who was next to her, had a little red eyes and took Chen Chang'an to the ground, searched for a wounded person from the side and started treatment.

She is a sword cultivator. Although she is a god-like existence in the eyes of mortals, she has no way to burn the true fire of Samadhi.

Xuanwei tried every possible way but was still powerless, which made her feel irritated and her brows slightly frowned.

No wonder there is no useless for no monk to save mortals. Samadhi True Fire cannot be fought against by ordinary monks.

Even where they were still burning, they could only use their own containers and spells to get the fire, and they could not extinguish it.

This tragic phenomenon was simply an indiscriminate massacre, which made Chen Chang'an feel more and more depressed.

He slowly raised his hand, and a pure true energy gently wrapped the wounds in front of Xuan Wei.

This mortal, covered in pussy, had an incredible light flashed in his eyes, and his pus and blood flowed out of his body, and his skin grew new flesh and blood.

Xuan Wei's beautiful eyes lit up and she turned to look at Chen Chang'an. She saw that the spiritual power emitted from him turned into true energy and began to save all the mortals around her.

With a depressed aura, Chen Changan forced himself to save people, and his spiritual power of the Qihai gradually disappeared.

Just when his purple palace was empty and his spiritual power was exhausted, it was like absorbing the ancient well of Huangquan in the palace that day.

Hundreds of millions of wise mortals were burned for no reason, and the death, resentment, and anger gathered together as if they were physically gathered.

The place where Chen Changan is located is like a whirlpool, whale swallowing the endless breath of death.

The vast aura of death, as if it had any substance, turned into a ball of black fog, holding him in the air.

In Chen Changan's body, these auras rush and circulate in the thirty-six great circles, and then turn into spiritual power and spread on the earth.

All the monks looked up in shock and looked at this incredible scene.

On the earth, the burning true fire of Samadhi is completely extinguished as soon as it is covered by the true energy.

The scars on all people gradually disappeared, and they all looked at the black clouds in the air and worshiped them with joy.

In the black aura that was constantly gathering, another ray of white light was added to his body.

Among the monks, several people looked deep and looked at Chen Changan in the sky.

There is an old man in white who is over 100 years old. He is tall and thin. His three long beards are floating under his jaw. At first glance, he looks a bit like a fairy family's Taoist spirit.

Beside him was a bald monk with extraordinary demeanor, standing with the old man in white with a surging breath.

"Look, it's the Kuyuan Immortal from Taixu Palace!"

"Who is the one next to him who takes over the position of presidency, Huineng, the true monk under the seat of the Great Buddha of Light in the Great Xiongbao Temple?"

Ku Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at mid-air with frowns, and said to Huineng, the monk with a deep temperament: "What should I do? You Daxiongbao Temple is not the most arrogant on weekdays, but now you have an idea."

Huineng proclaimed Amitabha: "Master Taoist, this son is afraid that he will become a saint on the ground. His origin is unknown. If he has an evil heart, the people of the world will be in danger."

Ku Yuan snorted coldly, looked up to the sky, and sent a voice to the secret saying: "You monks are just saying that the second son is not within your and my sphere of influence. If he is taught to become a climate, he will not have to divide the spiritual veins. It is better to kill him before he grows up to eliminate future troubles."

"Amitabha." Huineng pronounced the Buddha's name and echoed between heaven and earth.

He looked dark and growled. He was wearing a monk's robe without wind. The solemn sound of Sanskrit singing sounded in the sky.

"In order to practice the evil path, release the true fire of Samadhi and take the opportunity to absorb the dead energy, this is an evil path. Any monk who is righteous will be punished!"

Ku Yuan also rose from the wind, holding an immortal sword in his hand, and in the eyes of mortals, he was also like an immortal who could not be desecrated.
Chapter completed!