"It's been fifteen years!"

With one sword, the ghosts and gods were killed, as if a speck of dust was popped up. Zhang Bairen looked at Lanruo Temple in the distance and slowly walked in.

Lanruo Temple is still dilapidated. With a bounce, Mars burst out, and the flames of the bears burned, and the weeds in the yard were burning, and the remaining demonic aura was refined.

What happened here that made Zhang Bairen transform, which made him realize the cruelty of the times.

"The old demon in Black Mountain is not dead yet? This guy is worthy of being a tree demon, and his vitality is long enough." Zhang Bairen was secretly surprised, but he could feel that the sword energy of Zhu Xian in Black Mountain's old demon's body had grown dozens of times. It won't be long before the old demon will be strangled by the sword energy and the soul will be scattered.

"Not only the old demon in Black Mountain, even Li Bing is not dead! Hum? He actually suppressed the Zhuxian sword energy!" Zhang Bairen felt Li Bing at no cost, but found that this old thing was not only fine, but also suppressed the Zhuxian sword energy and suppressed the growth of the Zhuxian sword energy.

"Somewhat incredible!" Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a strange look. This was the first time he had encountered the situation where he could suppress his own sword energy.

"I want to suppress the sword energy?" Zhang Bairen smiled, and the Zhuxian sword fetus in his body sensed slightly. A mysterious force transcends time and space, transcends cause and effect, and actually penetrates into the wisp of Zhuxian sword energy in Li Bing's body out of thin air.

Heavenly Palace

The wine pond and the meat forest are full of luxury and wealth.

Li Bing is surrounded by beautiful women, and she is not much more willing than Yang Guang.

Suddenly, Li Bing was shocked and suddenly shook the jade arm wrapped around him, closing his eyes and feeling the qi in his body.

The Zhu Xian sword energy that had been sealed before actually broke the seal, broke Li Bing's suppression, and began to devour his divine body again.

"How is this possible!" Li Bing's face was horrified, and he ignored his own beauties and turned into streams of light and rushed out of the Heavenly Palace.

After cleaning up Lanruo Temple, he looked at the statue with his head falling off in the center of Lanruo Temple, and didn’t know it was the god and Buddha. A casual sword energy of Zhuxian was penetrated: “If a demon approaches this place in the future, it will definitely be killed by Zhuxian sword energy.”

In fact, Zhang Bairen left a trick here when he left, but unfortunately, now that ghosts and gods are rampant in this world, I don’t know which demons they have killed, and they have disappeared.

After clearing Lanruo Temple, Zhang Bairen continued to rush forward and saw the small village from afar. There was a small landblock on the east side of the village. Let’s say it was a small landblock, standing alone at the entrance of the village.

The weeds are all over the soil, and the surrounding area is deserted, and there is obviously no one to take care of it.

The story of the Ghost King’s marriage spread throughout the village. Who dared to come to this grave to wander?

"What a pity! I don't know the name of this girl, but don't worry, I will definitely kill these bastards for you personally! I don't know where you reincarnate and whether your life is good!" Standing in front of the grave, Zhang Bairen sighed, his palm slowly stretched out, and saw the surrounding soil rolling, burying all the weeds deep in the earth.

The weeds on the grave were cleaned up completely. The woman's sad and desperate eyes seemed to be in front of her. The eyes were looking at her in the distant time and space.

What kind of eyes is that? How many expectations are given in it? Nostalgia? Despair? Fear? Sadness? Gratitude?

Zhang Bairen still can't forget those eyes!

The candle was inserted, and the tribute was placed, and three incense sticks were lit.

Zhang Bairen sighed softly: "Ignorance! The ignorant world!"

"I don't know if you are reincarnated or not. The time of the six realms of reincarnation is twisted. I don't know what year and year you will be reincarnated. Whether you will have a day to meet again!" It started drizzling in the sky, and a paper umbrella slowly opened. Incense soared into the sky, and the candles were still burning steadily, but they were still coming by the wind and rain, without any wavering.

"You won't die in vain! Many people will be buried with you!" After saying that, Zhang Bairen held an oil-paper umbrella and turned around and left with a mud.

The rain has been falling

Zhang Bairen walked in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella, and a figure in white in the distance blocked Zhang Bairen's way.

"Baiyun?" Zhang Bairen was stunned.

"I knew you would come here," Bai Yun sighed softly.

"What a pity!" Zhang Bairen sighed softly at Baiyun.

"What a pity?" The white cloud stood in the rain, and the rain could not stain the collars of her clothes. She had obviously entered the realm of the false sun god.

Of course, Zhang Bairen would not say that Bai Yun took the wrong path!

Zhang Bairen shook his head and changed the topic: "Congratulations."

"Why haven't you ever stepped into the Yang God? With your talent, you should have achieved enlightenment after fifteen years of retreat." Bai Yun looked at Zhang Bairen, his eyes full of confusion. Zhang Bairen was so amazing fifteen years ago. One person and one sword came out of nowhere, leaving too many legends about him in the world. Now twenty-five years have passed, and everyone is improving, but he is standing still, and it is a bit unbelievable to say it.

Zhang Bairen smiled, and did not answer Bai Yun's words, but looked at the deserted tomb in the distance: "You don't go and sing a stick of incense? After all, you are an old friend!"

Baiyun shook her head: "Everything has passed, she has been reincarnated, what's the use of worship?"

"Are you waiting for me here?" Zhang Bairen said curiously.

"That's right!" Bai Yun looked at Zhang Bairen: "You're really here. It seems that my mathematical deduction is quite reliable."

Zhang Bairen said silently. He was waiting for Baiyun to speak and listen to what Baiyun did.

"You have been in seclusion for fifteen years, and the Great Sui Dynasty has changed. It has long been the same as the Great Sui Dynasty you are familiar with." Bai Yun spoke, staring at Zhang Bairen with his eyes tightly, staring at Zhang Bairen's eyes.

Unfortunately, Zhang Bairen's eyes were like the hazy mist in the air, which made people feel unreal: "Stop! The layout of major families has been completed by half. Just like today, Zilong's energy is strong on the outside and the inside is strong. If you insist on doing your own thing, no one can save you."

Baiyun has majesty all over her body, and she has obviously become the new head of Baiyun Temple.

"Even you come and persuade me," Zhang Bairen sighed and glanced at the drizzling village: "Is immortality really that important?"

"Eternal life is not important, what else can I do in cultivation?" Bai Yun asked back.

Zhang Bairen's eyes were blurred and empty: "No one can tell me to give up."

"The Six Emperors of Heavenly Palace, I promise you one of them." Bai Yun spoke, the conditions were generous.

Zhang Bairen shook his head: "I have been distracting the people of the world for my own selfishness and putting the people in the midst of water and fire. I have long been on the evil path. I don't want to do this."

"Why are you so stubborn?" Bai Yun smiled bitterly. He really regarded Zhang Bairen as his friend, otherwise he would not have come here to persuade him.

Zhang Bairen smiled but said nothing.

Bai Yun had no choice but to turn around and disappear into the rain curtain: "You should do it yourself! No one can resist under the general trend, even the general Yu Juluo cannot do it!"

Seeing Bai Yun's back gradually disappearing, Zhang Bairen took a deep breath and slowly shook his head: "If I hadn't been in the hope of my enlightenment, I would definitely not be able to resist this temptation."

The Great Sui Heavenly Palace has become rotten to its core, and Zhang Bairen knows this more than anyone else.

It is precisely because of the inaction of the Heavenly Palace that the great Taoist temples and clans have a chance to take advantage of.

"This is a life-and-death battle, so you are not merciless!" Carrying a palm on his back, the scorpion spirit hung on Zhang Bairen's sleeve and swinged back and forth, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand gradually disappeared on the misty path.

pity

Before Zhang Bairen could arrive in Luoyang, a fishing boat on the banks of the Hanshui River blocked Zhang Bairen's way.

Guan Zizai!

Zhang Bairen found that he could not see through Guan Zizai. At this time, Guan Zizai in the cabin frowned, and he could not see through Zhang Bairen. He only felt a fatal crisis coming from Zhang Bairen, a great terror, and the smell of a great disaster was dormant on him.

"What a terrifying guy, could it be that the ancient monster turned around and reborn?" Guan Zizai thought to himself while warming the wine.

"I didn't expect you to be interested in boating and drinking." Zhang Bairen fell beside Guan Zizai and sat down openly.

"Do you still remember the promise that year?" Guan Zizai looked at Zhang Bairen: "Da Sui Cun, I will help you suppress southern Hunan! Da Sui Chao, you will help me unify southern Hunan."

"Do you think the Sui Dynasty is in chaos now?" Zhang Bairen took a sip of wine.

"Everyone in the world thinks that the Great Sui Dynasty has no chance of life, and the destruction of the country and the seed is near. But I know that the last glimmer of life in the Great Sui Dynasty will fall on you, and the fate of the Great Sui Dynasty is in your thoughts." Guan Zizai sighed softly.
Chapter completed!