The sun rises in the East China Sea, the rays of light are shining on the sea level, and the blue water bathes in red light. The sea surface is like a pilgrimage red carpet, spreading on the rippling waves, reaching the red sun.

There were no anglers in the corridor, and the anglers returned to the house. In the yard in front of the house, the old brown-skinned road lying on a bamboo lounge chair, with a leisurely manner, but the anglers were grilling fish.

"I have been living in seclusion for so long. Judging from your method of grilling fish, I have not made any progress at all. The fish is almost roasted by you, but the other side is still raw." The old man in the brown skin curled his lips in disgust, "How did a person as stupid as you have cultivated to such a state?"

The angler glanced at the old man in brown skin and sneered, "Why don't you come?"

The old man from Beisie snorted, unmoved at all: "I am a guest, so how can I make a guest cook?"

The angler sneered: "You still know that you are a guest. If it weren't for you, the so-called guest, I would have grilled fish? I've been fasting for many years."

The old man in the brown skin was stunned, and sat up from the chair, staring at the angler with wide eyes, looking at you, don't lie to me, "What you said is true? You've fasted? Then don't you want..."

The angler said lightly: "You are right, I'm going to die."

The old man in brown skin couldn't speak, so he quickly returned to the recliner to lie down and said lazyly: "It's getting late. After you bake your fish, I guess I don't have time to eat it. Why am I here? You should know that I have been with you all night. Have you thought about it, how should I answer me?"

The angler didn't raise his head either: "You didn't even ask, how do I answer?"

The old brown-skinned Taoist sat up again and looked at the angler: "Then I ask you now, do you still remember the person who had a hundred years ago who wore a sword in the blue shirt, went out of Lingwu, entered Hexi, went out of Yangguan, entered the Western Regions, and killed alone at Jinshan Daxue Temple and escaped from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation?"

The angler said lightly: "Forgot."

The old man in the brown-skinned mouth twitched, "Shameless!"

The angler smiled and said, "How can you be shameless?"

The old Taoist in the brown skin said in a deep voice: "How can you say that, you were the head of the Imperial Heaven Supervision Department. When the Tang Dynasty arrived at this point, you don't plan to go ashore?"

The angler said lightly: "The rise and fall of the dynasty has its own fate, what can I do?"

The old man in the brown-skinned sneered: "When the man walked west with his sword and entered the Daxueshan Temple, he didn't care what fate was."

The angler said lightly: "It was the time when the Central Plains was in chaos. When Shimen wanted to take advantage of the situation, how could we make it come true?"

The old Taoist Beiskin asked tightly: "What about now? It's not the chaos in the Central Plains. Shimen wants to take advantage of the situation? It's not that he wants it, it's already here."

The angler looked at the sky: "I don't even want to go to heaven. What else in this world is worth my nostalgia?"

Hearing this, the old man in the brown-skinned relaxed, which meant that he had no hope and glanced at the angler: "You really refuse to take action?"

The angler smiled: "Do you think I can carry the Zhuxian formation?"

The old man in the brown skin was stunned. He just wanted to pull the other party to help, but he hadn't thought about this question seriously. If his two disciples saw his appearance, the fat guy would definitely say again, Senior sister, look, I'll say that the master is not in tune with it.

The old man in the brown skin gritted his teeth and said, "You can't resist, who can resist?"

The angler said, "No one can resist."

The old Taoist Beiskin asked again: "Where is the six-path reincarnation formation? You have already endured it once, so it shouldn't be difficult to endure it this time, right?"

The angler said: "The six paths of reincarnation formation are different now."

The old man in brown-skinned stood up and his eyes turned cold: "Then you just refuse to do anything?"

The angler sighed and suddenly asked, "Have you seen "Tuibei-Tu"?"

The old man in the brown skin didn't know why the other party talked about this, "So what if I've seen it?"

The angler said: "What will happen to this place in China in a thousand years? I have already said it very clearly in "Tuibei-Tu". Do you think I will act against the will of heaven?"

The old Taoist sneered: "A thousand years later, there will be no Tang in the world. You can calculate the general trend of the world, but you can calculate the hearts of the people? You can calculate the faith of the people? If the gods destroy the immortal court, if the alien race occupy the Shenzhou, even if the Shenzhou prospers again, but abandon the things left by our ancestors, then it is still our Han and Tang Dynasty? What does it have to do with our Han and Tang Dynasty? What does the world have to do with us?"

The angler sighed: "Do you think that the last chapter of "Tuibei-Tu" is about the harmony of the world?"

The old man in brown skin was stunned: "Isn't it?"

The angler smiled bitterly: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, disputes will not be destroyed. How can the world be harmonious? In ancient times, immortals lived in a mixed world, and people's hearts were simple. The world was not harmonious. Now that rituals and music were broken, the world was getting worse and worse, and people's hearts were in chaos, there would be no world harmony. In the future, the situation will only get worse and worse. Thousands of years later, let alone rituals and music, I am afraid that even the things of my ancestors will be buried underground. Where will there be a world of harmony?"

The old man in brown skin changed color and said, "What does the last chapter mean?"

The angler looked at the old man in brown and said, "The world is in harmony, only in legend... do you understand?"

The old man in the brown skin was cold: "Legend...you mean..."

The angler stood up and the fish was already grilled. He handed it to the old man in the brown and sighed: "When everything becomes a legend, it means that nothing exists."

The old man in the brown-skinned retreated several times, "This...is impossible!"

The angler smiled: "So, now do you think I will still go ashore with you?"

The old man in brown skin looked at the baked fish in his hand and was at a loss.

Suddenly, the old man in brown skin raised his head, gritted his teeth and said firmly: "You can!"

This time, the angler was stunned: "Why?"

The old man in the brown skin suddenly laughed: "You see through the secrets of heaven, see through the great way, see through the future, but have you ever expected that Li Ye would emerge from nowhere?"

The angler couldn't speak.

The old Taoist teased: "He is the descendant of Yuan Tiangang. People in the world think so, isn't this a fate?"

The angler was stunned.

After a long time, he sighed: "This son's original destiny has long been destined, but now... he is not in the six realms, in the three realms, and above the astrological signs. He... cannot exist at all. But this really has nothing to do with me!"

......

Zhang Jiuling stared at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang in front of him, motionless.

Su Emei is no longer Su Emei. Now she is standing solemnly with a sword, her hair is flying, and the three ignition cloud-shaped flower seeds between her eyebrows, coupled with her red flaming lips, her momentum is sharp, but she is illusory, and she is so ethereal that she is unpredictable, just like an immortal.

Wei Xiaozhuang is not the ordinary Wei Xiaozhuang. A huge phantom appeared behind him, outlining a black-armored general with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist. He held the Xuanhua Axe in his hand, and his body was covered with black flame-like air. His eyes were like jackals and wolves, and his evil spirits were full of spirits. He had a temperament of killing gods and killing Buddhas.

Zhang Jiuling grinned and said, "Okay, okay! Fairy Guanghan, the giant god, have heard Zhang Yunhe say that you are the reincarnation of these two people. The old Taoist didn't believe it before, but now it seems true!"

Su Emei walked forward step by step: "Since you know, do you think you can stop us with you?"

Zhang Jiuling sneered: "As an immortal, he did not help the Heavenly Palace, but colluded with Li Ye. If you act like this and disobey the Great Way of Heaven, are you not afraid of the Heavenly Way of Condemnation and let your souls be destroyed?"

Su Emei chuckled: "Summer insects speak to ice, well frogs speak to sea, ordinary people discuss the way, even short-sighted people like you dare to talk about the secrets of heaven?"

Zhang Jiuling's facial features were twisted, and his words were full of hatred: "Even if you are reincarnated by immortals, you are just a mortal body now. Even if you are hidden in your body, you are awakened a little bit now? You don't even have the cultivation level of the real person realm. How can you compete with the old Taoist? Even if you are immortals, you are still immortals who betray the Immortal Court. The Immortal Court has no time to clear the door, so the old Taoist will overthrow you and take you for the Immortal Court, so you will die and die!"

After saying that, Zhang Jiuling rushed towards Su Emei.

As a cultivator in the real human realm, he was very quick and moved to Su Emei and slapped it with a palm. The sound of thunderstorms was crackling in the space. Even the official road under Su Emei was flying everywhere, as if it was about to sink into the ground.

Su E's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and she slashed out with a sword. The osmanthus flowers fell into rain, flying like snow, covering the radius of ten feet. Wherever the osmanthus flowers went, Zhang Jiuling's palm strength was suddenly weakened a lot.

At this time, the earth suddenly shook, and Wei Xiaozhuang stepped forward. The black shadow of the giant god behind him suddenly waved the Xuanhua axe in his hand and smashed it at Zhang Jiuling.

Zhang Jiuling's face changed. After Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang showed an immortal appearance, their strength increased greatly. He used all his strength and could not defeat Su Emei quickly. At this time, Wei Xiaozhuang slashed with an axe, and it was as powerful as a thousand pounds. It was even more difficult for him to resist, so he could only pull back.

As soon as he retreated, Su Emei's pressure disappeared, and the scene of flowers floating suddenly spread out. She moved like a dragon, slashing at Zhang Jiuling with her sword.

Zhang Jiuling lost the opportunity and was struggling to deal with it under the siege of Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang. Two monks who had not yet entered the realm of the realm made him gradually in chaos.

Zhang Jiuling's face became more and more serious, but later on, his face turned pale.

Where the three of them fought fiercely, the plants and trees flew everywhere, the earth and rocks cracked, and there was no perfect place.

With Zhang Jiuling's cultivation level in the realm of the realm, he naturally had the ability to suppress Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang alone, but in the face of the two sieges, his situation became increasingly dangerous and more frightened. The two cultivators under the realm of the realm of the realm were extremely powerful, far beyond Zhang Jiuling's expectations, and gradually he felt dissatisfied.

With a puff, Su Emei's long sword swept across Zhang Jiuling's shoulders, bringing a trace of blood.

Zhang Jiu hurriedly pulled back, his face was as deep as water. He stared at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, and suddenly realized that he not only could not do anything to the other party, but also continued to fight, but also had the risk of being killed by the two. Realizing this made him angry and extremely frustrated.
Chapter completed!