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A small boat was rushing to Wujiang River, but there was no boatman, but the light boat went straight up.

There were two people on the boat. One of them looked fifty years old, with white hair and beard. The girl was twelve or three years old. She was very beautiful. At this time, dusk smoke rose everywhere and a plate of bright moon appeared faintly.

The middle-aged Taoist said, "Look, this is Wang Yu Mountain. Look at the mountains and clear waters, the mountains are covered with mountains and the atmosphere is quiet, but it is the hidden dragon vein, which runs thousands of miles."

"The Qixuan Sect originally had Qianji Mountain, named Xuan Sitian, and has produced a real person for several generations. Now, Xie Zhenren has great luck and has obtained Wang Yushan, inheriting the Xuan character of the master, named Yin Xuantian, and will eventually become the True Lord. He wants to become a saint in his body and live forever. This is a rare event in this world, and we all come to congratulate him." This is just the Taoist's words are sad and tears flowing from his cheeks.

The girl said, "Master, you are sad again. Since ancient times, how many people can achieve enlightenment and immortality? This matter has its own predecessor, and sadness is useless. Besides, we always have a blessed land where we can become earthly immortals at the end of the year, and we will not lose our eternal life. We also ask the master to stop our sorrow."

Just as the boat was docked, the middle-aged man wiped his tears and smiled and went ashore.

At this time, the moonlight shone and the night was quiet. I saw that the foot of the mountain was prosperous and crowded. Many Taoists set up stalls in the open space at the foot of the mountain, preparing to sell some of the unused items to exchange for some elixirs and spirit stones they used.

Some female disciples were shopping in groups at these stalls, selecting some accessories or gadgets.

"These people are either casual cultivators or small sects. Although they come to congratulate, most of them cannot go up the mountain. I don't have to pay attention to it and just go up the mountain."

As the mountains are continuous, Taoists are guarding this moment. These disciples are wearing blue robes and golden white crane belts. Some Taoists, led by Taoists, came to the group of disciples, took out two-color invitation letters from their arms and handed them over.

The middle-aged Taoist handed over a red letter, but the guard Taoist did not dare to neglect it, so he bowed: "It turns out to be Zhenren Li, please come in."

When Bai Han met Bai Han, the guard Taoist smiled: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, please only bring one."

This is how it can pass. This happens at different mountains. Occasionally, a few cloud boats come in the sky. At this time, a cloud light will fly up from the fairy mountain to greet it.

After walking a few steps, Li Zhenren pointed to his disciples: "Look, these people are all the Cave Heavenly Dao Sect."

The road to the hillside is winding. I see the Tao Palace built on the top of the mountain, with hundreds of continuous towers, with gardens on all sides, and a palace in the middle, standing alone. There are beacons around this palace, and there is one every few steps, looking as bright as a star.

The sound of welcome guests was blowing with the wind, and hundreds of people slowly entered, some talked, some were sleeping, and some were on the ground to discuss the truth.

"What glorious is the truth of all Taos." The middle-aged Taoist praised and envied.

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Dao Palace·Basic Gallery

The corridor is several miles long, three meters high and five meters wide. Two Taoists walked along the corridor. At the end there was a black door, two full of golden nails, which slowly unfolded at this time.

Behind the door were two warriors, two feet tall, wearing armor and holding golden swords, and a murderous aura filled with murderous aura.

There is a Taoist in front of him, with a feathered dress and a star crown and a cloud shoulder. He looks only seventeen or eighteen years old. The Taoist in front of him looks over twenty years old and has a respectful attitude.

"The True Lord Yinxuan, I'm here."

At first glance, it turned out that there was an iron ring hanging on the frame, with a person hanging, and a dark fire under it. Although it had not been burned, it looked quite painful, with dry lips, and blood on its body fell into the fire bit by bit. Every drop of blood fell, a small spark was blown out, turning into runes, and tied to this person.

These runes are dark red, and the light dots are circulating. When you look closely, they are several lines of words.

"Disobeying the decree of Qi Xuan Dao, he was very disrespectful to the head of Qi Xuan Dao, and he trespassed Wang Yushan, resisted the arrest, and was very ruthless!"

The crime, under Taoist magic, turned into a chain like a poisonous snake, torturing the sinner at all times. The scars on his body immediately collapsed and blood dripped.

At this moment, Mr. Xie, who was about to become a true immortal and accepted the congratulations of everyone, had arrived. He seemed to feel something, and the sinner also suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Xie.

"Pei Ziyun!" The Taoist behind him sniffed: "You still dare to be rebellious?"

"Song Zhi!"

"Xie Chengdong!"

When Mr. Xie walked into the prison, Pei Ziyun raised his head. Unexpectedly, he came here to live in Songyun Sect with "Song Zhi" who had taken care of himself and vowed to revive Songyun Sect. Later, when he learned about his secret, he immediately turned to the senior brother who had reported to Qixuan Sect.

The three of them had their eyes intersected, and Mr. Xie looked at it with a playful smile on his face.

"Pei Ziyun, Ye Su'er has been transferred to Qianji Mountain." Song Zhi said coldly: "Today, it is the day when the young master becomes enlightened. It is time for you to set off on your way."

Pei Ziyun raised his head, Dou Da's cold sweat hanged all over his cheeks, his eyes were red, he stared at the two people in front of him, and after a while, he said with difficulty: "I believed you wrongly, and I leaked my secret..."

"Hmph, this means you are not blessed!" Song Zhi sneered: "You have such a spiritual treasure but don't want to hand it over to the master, which means you are not loyal."

"Even if you follow the precepts of the masters, next year will be your anniversary!"

"By the way, it's not the anniversary, and both body and spirit are destroyed, why should I sacrifice myself in the week?" Song Zhi said gritting his teeth, he was full of hatred towards Pei Ziyun.

"Bang!" As soon as these words were finished, the wind burst out on the night on the mountain, and the thick black clouds rose in the sky. Although they were separated by the basement, there was only a line of thick clouds, which enveloped the sky for a moment.

Mr. Xie was calm in his expression, and then suddenly stood up. He put away the fan, put away the playful smile on his face, and his eyes were a little chilling: "Okay, Song Zhi, go back and host the conference!"

Seeing Mr. Xie's sudden cold face, Song Ping, who could not understand him very much, immediately left the dungeon.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Xie looked at Pei Ziyun with a sneer: "Pei Ziyun, you are so kind. You were so proud of the Taoist method. It was sunny and cloudless today, but if you die, clouds will surge and thunder will appear."

"Look at this!" Mr. Xie pointed to the plum blossom between his eyebrows: "This treasure can be called a plum blossom thief, and can steal the truth of the Heavenly Secrets."

"This was originally yours, this is the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth that is not even recorded in the classics. I took it. In just ten years, I became the number one person in the immortal world today."

Hearing this, the bloody sinner suddenly raised his head and struggled.

"Pei Ziyun, don't you think you are a waste? You have such a magic weapon, but you have wasted more than ten years, especially in the first five years. I don't believe that you know nothing about it, but you didn't use it!"

"Ye Suer is so generous that she is your childhood sweetheart, but you have lost her."

"Your master is the elder of Songyunmen. He once taught in Woniu Village. It took three years for you to show your wisdom and get started, but you only disappoint him!"

"More than ten years have passed, your village has been destroyed because of you, Ye Suer has been displaced, and it took five or six years to get started. He joined Songyun Gate and has also declined because of you. Look, even your senior brother has defected to me."

"You are really a failure!"

Mr. Xie spoke as he spoke very close, saying in Pei Ziyun's ear.

The bloody Pei Ziyun struggled violently, looking at the villain in front of him, the anger in his heart seemed to be about to spit out.

"You can't keep your woman, you can't keep your sect, and you can't keep your innate spiritual treasure." Mr. Xie smiled and said, "Just voluntarily swears to sell this innate spiritual treasure to me just for a small disaster. Do you know, how stupid you are?"

"If you forcefully seize it, it's just a dead thing."

"I'm about to become the True Lord, and you can only struggle and wail in this prison." Looking at Pei Ziyun's eyes, Mr. Xie suddenly laughed, no longer torture Pei Ziyun, and touched his eyebrows: "Look, it's time for me to become enlightened."

I saw that in the dark, spiritual energy surged, and a series of spiritual lights fell from the sky.

Many children of the sects who were moving up from the bottom of the mountain exclaimed, and the elders who led the team looked at the light of inspiration with complicated eyes.

This is the True Lord’s fruit position declines, step out in one step, live with the heaven and earth, and shines with the sun and the moon.

"Haha!" Feeling the light of spirit falling from the sky, causing millions of stars to emerge in the underground space. The golden light fell like rain, falling on Mr. Xie, making the entire dungeon bright. Pei Ziyun suddenly laughed and looked crazy.

"Why are you laughing at?" Mr. Xie was stunned and felt an ominous feeling emerged.

"I am incompetent. I discovered the thief of the plum blossoms very early, but I was pretentiously afraid of it because it can seize the knowledge and Taoist rhyme that others have worked hard to accumulate throughout their lives - this is unfair."

"Heavenly won the blame instead, so my mother died in poverty, Ye Su'er left me, the master's sect was destroyed, and even I ended up like this."

"But I have been suffering from these mistakes in the dungeon for seven years, so why don't I regret these mistakes?"

"You tell me why I have to wait until this time?"

"I really think I'm afraid of death here?" Pei Ziyun's tone was cold. With a sudden "boom", the sky flashed through the thick black clouds, crossed the sky, illuminating the world. Pei Ziyun's body changed, and the stars descending in the sky were sucked in from every hole in his orifice, and every moment was growing at an incredible speed.

"No, this is impossible. You can't absorb spiritual energy at all. And you have transferred the plum blossoms through your vow. How could there be any remnants?"

"What I transferred was the plum blossom, but it still had roots."

"Yes, your ban is very vicious. You will draw all the power I absorb, but I am not absorbing it myself."

“I sucked it for it.”

"Of course ordinary spiritual energy cannot activate the Taoist root at all, but you just want to humiliate me when you become enlightened - I finally waited for this opportunity."

As Fan Xing continued to inhale, a little blood light burst out from Pei Ziyun's body, and black silk like roots suddenly appeared on his body, and these black silks were growing rapidly.

"Young Master Xie, only if there is root, there will be flowers. Let me make a wish with my roots and deprive you of everything..." Pei Ziyun's body exploded inch by inch, with blood and blood, but she laughed wildly.

"No!" Mr. Xie stopped hesitating. With a wave of his hand, a sword light flew over Pei Ziyun's head. A head flew up and blood spurted out. However, the head was in mid-air, but all the anger and madness were suddenly removed. He had no expression on his face and just looked at the sky.

"The person with the same name as me inherits everything and makes up for all my regrets!"
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