The lama stood on a raised rock with his sleeves hanging down. Behind him was the tall stone gate dozens of feet away. In front of him were two intersecting dark colors.

The sky with twinkling stars is slightly blue, and the vast land is pitch black.

The bulging mountains in the distance are like crawling giant beasts, connected with the starry sky, dividing the dark blue in the sky from the chaotic darkness on the earth.

They seem to be waiting for something, waiting for something, and have been crawling on the ground for countless years.

The lama who looked down at the giant beast closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the heated fingertips and the vague spiritual connection with the other party.

Suddenly, unconcealable surprise flashed across his face as calm as ice and snow.

Since he reached the highest peak forty years ago, and moved the former Dharma King with his will, and was able to become a disciple, he has relied on his rare talent to learn everything at once and understand it at a glance.
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In less than ten years, both in terms of cultivation and character, he surpassed everyone under the previous Great Dharma King and became the strongest person after the Great Dharma King.

Ten years later, after receiving the initiation from the previous Dharma King and inheriting the supreme wisdom passed down from the ancestors of all generations, he became the only powerful person south of the highest peak.

For half a century, there has been no defeat in Tiannan World.

Ten years ago, his cultivation had reached its peak. Looking at the world's cultivation circles, there were only a few people who could catch his eye.

He lamented for a long time that his opponent was hard to find, so he went into seclusion on the highest peak and stopped walking down the mountain.

Several years of practice have allowed him to gain a deeper understanding of nirvana, reincarnation, and the way of heaven. His state of mind has already entered the highest state of being unmoved, without thoughts, and few things can disturb his mind, which is already close to death.

But after the bell left by his ancestor rang, his state of mind was completely broken.

Even though he doesn’t know who Lu Zhen is, his specific age, or even his appearance, Lama feels that he has known and been entangled with Lu Zhen for countless years.

The supreme wisdom accumulated over hundreds of years told him that even before they met, his success or failure was already closely linked to Lu Zhen's fate.

Concentrating his mind, Lama once again felt the state of Lu Zhen's soul, and the ethereal feeling that shocked him was once again introduced into his heart.

The other person seemed to have disappeared into the world, into the long river of time and space, making the connection between them intermittent, sometimes clear, sometimes vague.

That kind of connection is like a line, he is outside the door, and Lu Zhen on the other end is not far away.

Lama could not tell when the other party was in time or which space he was in, but he judged that even if he wanted to cut off the connection between him and Lu Zhen now, it would be absolutely impossible to do so.

Such a strange thing was the only thing he had ever seen in his life.

Opening his eyes, the lama looked calmly at the stone door behind him, bathed in starlight.

Xia Jingjing, who silently walked behind the lama, asked: "Master, since this stone door was opened exclusively for that person, what does the patriarch mean by 'after the bell rings, one will only know one's own nature'?"

"Could it be...could it be that the person who knows his own nature is not...not...but that person? After thinking about it over and over again, it seems that this makes sense."

The lama looked at the Canglong Qisu lying in the sky in the south: "The flying dragon is in the sky, which will help you see the great master. At this time, this person will reach the peak of prosperity. However, I was born with earth life and was conquered by the eastern green dragon. This trip will not be successful."

Good luck, when I came, I casually made a hexagram and saw Shuilei Tun, which was the hexagram of Xiaxia."

After hearing the Xiaxia hexagram, Xia breathed a sigh of relief: "Although Shuileitun is a Xiaxia hexagram, it indicates that it will be difficult at the beginning, but if the time comes, it will prosper."

The lama said calmly: "Although it is difficult to advance, wait for the opportunity."

"With Master's supreme wisdom, we will definitely be able to seize the opportunity amidst all the difficulties... Even if we compete with immortals and gods, Master may not lose."

The highest realm is not far away!”

The lama did not speak. His heart moved, and he suddenly closed his eyes again: "The connection is clearer..."

He continued to observe the mind that seemed to be but not there, and realized that the greatest pleasure in the world was nothing more than this.

Mamel and the fat man in black robes sat on both sides of the stone gate, waiting for Lu Zhen to appear.

Laxman returned to the back of the shivering South Asian youth. His exposed stiff right hand did not waver at all in the cold wind. It seemed that like his heart, it had fallen into a state of death.

……

Tang Wenlong carried Huafeng on his back and walked down the mountain.

There are many dangers here. Although he roughly remembers where he came from, he doesn't dare to walk too fast.

Feeling Huafeng shivering on his back, Tang Wenlong asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Hua Feng said with a bitter smile, "I just feel a little cold. I should be able to bear it, but I won't die for the time being... What happened to that old doctor? His medical skills are very good. He only used Qi to temporarily help me control the toxicity."<

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"I don't know either. I met someone on the road who claimed to be an overseas Taoist." Tang Wenlong said, "Not only does he have medical skills, but this old Taoist is also good at divination and Feng Shui. When we went up the mountain, he found the route."
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"Route?" Hua Feng was a little confused, "Do you need to find a specific route to go up the mountain?"

Tang Wenlong said strangely: "Didn't you find that the Yuzhu Peak tonight is a bit weird? According to Lu Zhen and the old Taoist, what kind of situation is here? If you don't follow a specific route to go up the mountain, it will be a dead end. I think you are on the right path.

, I thought..."

"That's it." Hua Feng was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, "It turned out to be a bad situation... Fortunately, I kept following the fat man."

Continuing downward, the distance between the snow line and the huge building that seemed real and illusory was getting farther and farther. Tang Wenlong couldn't help but look back: "You said that the guys above are very powerful, can Lu Zhen win?"
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"I don't know either." Hua Feng shook his head, "Lu Zhen is very strong. In the foreign world in China, not to mention the younger generation, not even the ten elders of the older generation are like him.

Our opponent, in terms of strength, he is definitely in the first echelon."

"But none of the guys who went up the mountain are simple. The fat guy just now, plus Mamel, who dominates Central Asia... These guys kill people and set fires, commit all kinds of evil, but they are highly cultivated, and no one has done anything for so many years.

Get them."

"Moreover, they have a lot of helpers. There is also a young lama who went up the mountain. You and I know a South Asian. It seems that his cultivation level is not low..."

Tang Wenlong frowned: "I'm just holding you back. Is there no one in your company?"

Hua Feng said helplessly: "There is really no one here in the northwest. The company headquarters is very busy right now. You come from the Tang Sect, so you should know what you are busy with."

"I have already asked for help from the headquarters. Even if someone comes, I'm afraid it will take a few days at the earliest to arrive."

"Your company's control over strangers is too low." Tang Wenlong complained, "These murderers and arsonists sneak into the country, and your Northwest Region has nothing to do."

"The northwest is vast and sparsely populated, which is different from other places." Hua Feng argued, "Kunlun Mountain stretches for more than 2,000 kilometers. If we take the Yuzhu Peak in the east section of Kunlun Mountain as the center, there is a Sword Immortal Gate in the west section, and outside the province in the east

The Jia family, to the south is the Jingangmen, and your Tangmen, the closest ones are thousands of miles apart."

"If these people enter other regions, or enter your Tang Sect's territory, can your Tang Sect let them leave safely?"

"Of course not." Tang Wenlong said confidently, "Once you enter the territory of the Tang Sect, you have to be coiled up even if you are a dragon, and you have to lie down even if you are a tiger."

"I said that because of the special situation in northwest China, you should recruit more employees..."

There was a shout from behind.

"Is he an old man?"

Tang Wenlong looked back for a moment and saw Lao Dao carrying two people walking down the mountain.

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The light spots flashed by, and Lu Zhen discovered that it was not that he had lost his vision, but that there was no light in the previous environment.

Each of the light spots that quickly swept back was only the size of a palm, and there were figures with different expressions flashing on them, looking like pieces of lenses.

Passing by the light spot, Lu Zhen didn't know whether the light spot was retreating or whether he was moving forward.

Lu Ci, Lu Yuan, Lu Huan... After each of the Lu family members flashed by, the spots became faster and faster.

Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Xu San, Xu Si, members of the Wang family, Qu Tong and others disappeared from his perspective one by one.

Lu Zhen suddenly had an idea in his mind.

This is his experience, or in other words, the reappearance of the characters in his memory.

The light spot disappears and vision returns to normal.

Still at the top of Mount Yuzhu.

Lu Yuan, who was looking around, suddenly looked over, with a hint of reluctance in his indifferent eyes: "You suddenly disappeared again just now. Are you... going to leave again?"

"We will meet again."

Lu Zhen’s eyes were calm.

Deep in his consciousness, there seemed to be a thread connecting him to somewhere.

When he forcibly entered the third calamity, he seemed to have touched something, which made this sense of connection clearer.

Whenever his mind is touched, this thread will make him feel strange.

This strange feeling implies a higher sense of reality, making him realize that everything in front of him has an awkward sense of falsehood.

Lu Zhen has an intuition that if he is obsessed with the world in front of him, he will be further away from reality, and even make reality out of reach.

The vision is broken.

Middle-aged Zhang Chulan vomited blood and fell in front of Lu Zhen. The besieged Feng Baobao ran back to Zhang Chulan at the cost of losing his arm.

Suddenly he saw an extra pair of legs in front of him, and Feng Baobao's clear eyes looked up at Lu Zhen's face with blood on his face: "Are you here to help us?"

Zhang Chulan, who barely held up his body, smiled bitterly and said: "I knew you would come, eldest brother, but actually I didn't want to drag you down, eldest brother..."

"Nothing."

Lu Zhen looked at the people who were chasing Zhang Chulan. There were men and women, old and young. Not only were they foreigners at home, some of them were foreigners from abroad.
To be continued...