The morning bells rang out, through the wind and snow that suddenly came, as if to say goodbye, echoed on the nameless hill in the northern suburbs outside Chang'an City. The mountain is an unknown existence, a small hill that is not high. On weekdays, there is no one else except for some shabby scholars who come here to visit. But how could anyone come with such wind and snow?

Although this mountain has always been nameless, under today's wind and snow, this nameless hill will carry the battle that he should not bear. In this talisman and light, can this slightly desolate hill exist?

On the nameless hill!

Yan Se patted the snow on his body, looked at Wei Guangming, who was several feet away from him, and said, "Senior Brother, the morning bell and dusk drum, this is the morning bell of the palace. Unfortunately, you can't hear it. Today's dusk drum."

In the echoing morning bell, the wind and snow became heavier. In the wind and snow, Wei Guangming looked at the wind and snow that had not been seen for a long time and smiled: "Junior brother, I have a strong premonition. I think I can still hear the evening drum today, and even the morning bell tomorrow can still be heard."

The realm of the Apocalypse above the five realms is a very mysterious realm. If he wants to return today, he will definitely be full of death, but even now, he has not sensed the death arranged for him by Haotian.

Yan Se smiled and said, "You are in the realm of Apocalypse now. This is your confidence, but you have escaped from Youge Pavilion and went to the wasteland to prove that Ning Que is not the son of the Hades. Then why do you still believe Su Xuan's words and have to come to Chang'an? You have already Apocalypse. If you want to hide, someone will not find you, so why do you have to come here to die? Could it be that Xiling will not be able to choose the Great Master of Light without you?"

His senior brother was very stubborn, but Yan Se never thought that Wei Guangming would be so stubborn and insisted on listening to Su Xuan's nonsense. Although Su Xuan helped Wei Guangming find his successor, the appearance of this successor brought the world into an unexpected chess game.

Wei Guangming raised his old eyes and smiled bitterly on his face. He said, "I am the great priest of Guangming. It is my duty to find the successor of Guangming. Even if this is an unknown place in Xiling, the plot of Su Xuan, a disciple of Daomen Zhishouguan Mountain Sect, will definitely jump in without hesitation. There are always some things that must be done in life."

Yan Se looked at Wei Guangming and said, "This is your choice, but this is also my choice, so I will go home with you today."

Wei Guangming shook his head, looked at the wind and snow all over the sky, and smiled and said, "Maybe none of us need to go back. People in the world think you have broken down and the opportunity to step into the five realms, but who knows that you are walking too far on the talisman path, even further than I am on the road of Apocalypse."

Thinking about it now, some of the things that people in the world think are too stupid. If you enter the talisman with the oath of pure yang, you will not be able to cross the five realms. Then what is the junior brother in front of him?

Yan Se laughed and said, "Senior Brother, please!"

Then, without waiting for Wei Guangming to reply, Yan Se began to draw talismans in the air, waved his sleeves gently, and the silent energy of heaven and earth swarmed towards this nameless mountain. The wind and snow all over the sky stopped abruptly at this moment, and the snowflakes that were about to fall to the ground could no longer land.

At this moment, two horizontal and two vertical lines appeared quietly under the sky. This was the most powerful divine talisman of the divine talisman master Yan Se.

Both horizontal and vertical are wells, and two horizontal and two verticals are the simplest truth in the world. The jing-shaped characters can trap people. They can gather from dots into lines. Two horizontal and two verticals that are parallel but not intersecting, but they are existences that can cut the rules of heaven and earth.

The trees growing tenaciously on the hill and the rugged rocks have turned into powder under this quadrip character, nourishing this nameless hill that is about to be destroyed.

Such a magic talisman is naturally extraordinary and ordinary practitioners in the realm of knowing fate. Faced with this magic talisman, they can only end up in fragmented depression.

Yan Se looked at the great talisman he drew under the sky and smiled and said, "Senior Brother, it's time for you to leave. This may be the best talisman I have ever drawn in my life."

Wei Guangming looked at the great talisman with a serious expression and said, "You are not the power of the five realms. You have never noticed it before. Now it seems that your tidy character has the strength to cross the five realms, but this is still the world of Haotian after all, and I happen to be the great priest of Guangming. Although I have turned a little from Haotian, I don't think that Haotian will complain, and I will borrow some of the devout believers."

Wei Guangming, who was under the tidy characters, looked up at the sky, raised his right arm, which was cut by the tidy characters, and was scarred by the tidy characters. He shouted excitedly: "The light will never die, and the sky will last forever!"

Before he finished speaking, light was shattered in the clouds above the sky, a majestic light column that was difficult to look directly at with his eyes fell from an infinite sky. The light column was extremely compressed. This belonged to Haotian, but not Haotian's power.

As Wei Guangming said, this was the power he borrowed, but even if it was not for Haotian's personal blessing, this majestic light would make the divine talisman squeak. The divine talisman that could block the light was not allowed by Haotian.

For existences that do not allow them to appear, they naturally need to be eliminated. This is the simplest truth in Haotian’s consciousness, but for the world, such a simple truth is very cruel.

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On the path to Lanke Temple, Su Xuan, who was driving an ox cart, stopped the ox cart and jumped onto the roof, looking at the light column falling from the sky. At that time, a very beautiful light column burst out with colorful light as it passed through the clouds.

Such a strange scene, in the eyes of the devout believers of Xiling, is a miracle that Haotian showed to the world. Even this not-so-wide path, many people fell to their knees. I think that many believers in the countries in the world kneel down devoutly.

Su Xuan looked at the pillar of light that drooped from the sky and murmured to himself: "The Apocalypse of the former master of Light Wei Guangming, and the jing-character talisman of the divine talisman master Yan Se, are indeed rare magical powers in the world. My two uncles are indeed extraordinary, but you can't beat them any longer, otherwise my nephew will have no way to play this game of chess."

Ning Que had not returned to Chang'an yet, and the meeting he had imagined had not yet appeared. Wei Guangming and Yan Se naturally could not be there. He returned to the nameless hill, so he wanted to stop the sword.

He jumped off the roof of the car, took off the red gourd hanging from the horns of the green bull, and took out the letter-dropping book from his arms. To stop such a battle, he naturally needed special means. If he had a cultivation level above the fifth realm, he naturally didn't have to continue tearing the book, but now he still needed to tear off the letter-dropping book.

The word "Dao" scroll shocked the world as soon as it fell. It was not a false reputation. In addition, his Taoist sword that he had been raising for a long time was enough to stop the sword.

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