You have been hiding here without leaving a trace for many years?
Yunmeng Daze is difficult for foreign enemies to enter. Even if ordinary warriors come here, they will not be able to invade. Judging from the traces of elegance here, it cannot be built overnight. It takes several years.
Xukong walked around and looked at Song Yu.
There was indeed some entanglement between him and Tianzong, but... that didn't mean that the entanglement could continue forever. Because of Song Yu, Tianzong escaped a disaster back then.
Later, because of Tianzong, Su Qin came forward, and Chu State also escaped a crisis. In addition, the incident in Daliang City more than ten years ago was completely resolved.
"Song Yu!"
"I seem to have heard of this person!"
Yan Lingji still uses the magic field to forcefully restrain Chu Nan Gong. This old man has long wanted to deal with him.
Is the old man below Song Yu?
It sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a while, I knew the identity of this person.
The disciple of Mi Yuan from the Chu State was said to be the most handsome among the family officials of the Chu State back then. Now...he has a white hair and a childlike appearance, and it is hard to tell.
He wrote a lot of poems and poems, and many of them were circulated in the Chu region. The prince also talked about this person.
Among the people in Chu who were good at poetry and famous, in addition to Song Yu, there were also Tang Le and Jing Cha, both of whom seemed to be dead, and considered to be about the same age.
"Xuan Qingzi!"
"As long as Nangong is spared this time, Nangong will never appear among Zhu Xia again!"
"This is a scroll of notes given to my teacher by the Taoist Zhuang Zhou."
"In the past, the Yin-Yang family wanted to invite my master to join their sect, but my master refused. Later, someone from the Taoist family also came, and it was Zhuang Zhou himself who came."
"After chatting with my teacher for a while, he left, leaving behind this volume of "The Master of Health Preservation", which is a handwritten note carved by Zhuang Zhou himself!"
"I think your practice, Xuan Qingzi, has given me some help. In the way of the Heavenly Sect, the vicissitudes of the world are like passing by, but the way of Heaven is always there."
"Xuan Qingzi, the relationship between you and Nangong is not irresolvable!"
Song Yu pointed to the volume "The Master of Health Preservation", which was carved by Zhuang Zhou himself. It contains profound mysteries, so you can benefit from reading it often.
Nangong may have made a mistake.
This error cannot be solved only by death.
As soon as the words fell, Song Yu's trembling figure stood up from behind the table, took the scroll of bamboo slips, walked a few steps, and said sadly.
""Health Master"!"
"The thing carved by Zhuang Zhou himself is indeed extraordinary. You want to exchange it for Duke Nan of Chu's life? That's because you are thinking too much!"
"Donghuang Taiyi, since you are here, then show up."
"Chu Nan Gong, don't you have anything to say? You have been sealed by me for several years, but now you are practicing very quickly!"
"The seal was imposed by me personally, but you broke it privately. It seems that you are quite dissatisfied with me."
Scanning the scroll in Song Yu's hand, it was a bamboo slip carved by Zhuang Zhou himself. It was indeed precious. Under his own vacuum, the entire bamboo slip was wrapped in a mysterious and mysterious force.
Zhuang Zhou's state at that time was already in harmony with the Tao.
Sure enough, there was a Taoist disciple who understood this manuscript through the method of tranquility, which was of great benefit. It seems... Zhuang Zhou really valued that Mi Yuan.
He said casually, his purple eyes falling on a void here.
He didn't even notice Donghuang Taiyi outside just now. He was too excited to stay at his own Wushan Twelve Peaks, so what was he doing here?
As Xiaomeng said before, Donghuang Taiyi should not have appeared.
Turning his eyes, he looked at Chu Nan Gong who was imprisoned in the void by Yan Ling. He still had the original power to resist him. If Yan Ling had not spared his hand, he would have been dead.
Immediately, Zhou Qing pushed it out with a palm.
A slow purple palm force instantly fell on Chu Nan Gong.
Buzz!
A dazzling golden light curtain formed on its own, surrounding Chu Nan Gong, and a condensed swastika mark lay across the palm print, blocking him.
"The power of the pagoda!"
Yan Lingji is very familiar with this power.
Instinctively, I don't like it. Maybe it's because I have absorbed the power of the demon Bo Xun, or it's because of other reasons. Anyway, I just don't like the power of the Buddha.
"Donghuang Taiyi!"
Xiaomeng looked at a figure appearing in the void not far away, and he... was actually here.
Wrapped in black clothes, with a low-hanging cloak, his face is invisible and difficult for outsiders to see. He feels the vitality of heaven and earth, and instinctively trembles with the nine-color radiance.
"Buddha Rahu! Shariputra!"
"You want to fight with me?"
It was something on Duke Nan of Chu that elicited power. The relics left by the powerful men of the Pagoda lineage were very suitable for forging treasures.
That power is not weak. If Mo Ya and the others had used the power of the eagle sword, they could have killed Chu Nan Gong, provided... Chu Nan Gong did not run away.
Even if Luo Hu stood in front of him and asked him to run away with Chu Nan Gong, Zhou Qing would not take it seriously.
"Namo World Honored One!"
A golden glazed bead flew out and landed on the side of Chu Nan Gong. The energy of heaven and earth poured in, and a golden barefooted bald head appeared.
The body barely stared, with hands clasped together, and the words "Blessed Lord, Great Light" were spoken.
"Did I personally take action, or did your clone self-annihilate?"
That palm power is still being blocked by Luo Hu's power. Now that Luo Hu's clone consciousness appears, then... make your own decision.
"Namo World Honored One."
"Xuan Qingzi, you..."
As soon as Buddha Luohu opened his mouth to say something, suddenly, the golden clone shadow was hit between the eyebrows by a purple finger, and its origin collapsed.
Even the relic that exuded golden auspicious light was reduced to nothing.
In sympathy with him, the swastika mark blocking Chu Nan Gong's body no longer existed, and the force of the vacuum palm continued to move forward, crossing Chu Nan Gong's body.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
With the power of a palm, Chu Nan Gong's three-dimensional body was wiped out of eight layers of original power. The three-dimensional body was connected with the essence, energy, and spirit, and spread all over the body and limbs.
Suddenly, the realm of the entrance is like a castle in the air, the dream bubble is shattered, the aura of the realm plummets, from the entrance to the gods, and again to the innate.
The internal organs were damaged, the muscles and bones made abnormal sounds, and the Dantian was faintly disintegrated.
However, Chu Nan Gong remained silent, allowing the injuries inside his body to surge, and his face was already as pale as a beard.
"Can you spare his life?"
Donghuang Taiyi finally spoke out, the sound was moving and empty, calm and extraordinary, the yin and yang were integrated, making it difficult for people to detect the meaning after hearing it.
"What's the reason?"
"He has been wiped out by me. Even with your current strength, it is impossible to restore him."
"He can be considered a useless person."
"What else is it worth?"
Zhou Qing asked rhetorically.
"A useless person is of no use anymore."
"Xuan Qingzi, you are one of the most amazing people in Taoism for thousands of years. You also realized how early you could become a real person by combining Taoism."
"In the realm of real people, life span can easily exceed one hundred or two hundred years. So, do you know why the sages and seniors of various schools of thought live and die like normal people?"
"There are no extremely long-lived people?"
Dong Huangtai said again and again.
But the words did not fall on Chu Nan Gong, but on something else.
"Tell me about it!"
Zhou Qing was not in a hurry and continued to attack.
There was still no sound from Chu Nan Gong.
Song Yu and others on the ground below did not say anything, as if they were not surprised by the appearance of Donghuang Taiyi. Of course, he really shouldn't be surprised.
"Isn't it just that those people are heading to the top of Kunlun? What's there to say?"
"Sir, let the slave family burn this Chu Nangong to death with a ball of fire."
Yan Lingji felt that Donghuang Taiyi had started talking nonsense again, and was quite mysterious. She thought that the young master didn't know anything?
Xiubai's palm stretched out flatly, a ball of flame rose up, the source of the demon flowed in, the surrounding void was faintly distorted, and the cracked texture was looming.
"The top of Kunlun!"
"It seems that Xuan Qingzi, you also know about this."
"So, do you know how the top of Kunlun exists?"
Donghuang Taiyi's voice was still so calm, and he spoke again immediately.
"My lord, listen."
Zhou Qing glanced at Yan Ling and knew he was causing trouble.
"snort!"
Yan Lingji held it with her hand, and the flames dissipated.
"The top of Kunlun!"
"In fact, in the more distant years, there was no peak of Kunlun in the world. Taoists pursued the way of heaven, and what they wanted was to be with the way forever and live forever."
"Unfortunately, no Taoist has reached the state of being able to integrate with all things. Fortunately...the way forward continues to open up, and finally...the Human Emperor Xuanyuan controls the eight wastelands and integrates with all things."
"That realm is extremely exquisite. There is not a single word left in the Yin Yang family's classics about what it is exactly!"
"Afterwards, the Xuanyuan clan followed the eight wasteland earth veins and arrived at the Kunlun Ancestral Court. At the place where the earth veins converged, using the power of connecting the heaven and the earth, he joined Feng Hou and others to build twelve cities!"
"The twelve most powerful tribesmen under my command were moved here to practice. They used the power of the source of the earth's veins to outline mysterious formations and integrated the power of the three major spells. Twelve cities were built."
"It reaches up to the heavenly stems, down to the earthly branches, the three elements are integrated into one, and the twelve return to the origin, coupled with the power of the Emperor Xuanyuan, supplemented by the unique magic of the gathering of earth veins."
"..."
"..."
Dong Huangtai gave birth to a nine-color halo under his feet, and with one step, the power of Hedao Zhenren's realm swept through the void, isolating the inside and outside.
The sound coming out of his mouth only fell into the ears of Xuan Qingzi.
Yu Donghuang Taiyi's methods did not stop him, and Zhou Qing listened with interest.
We know that the Yin and Yang family has very deep secrets. Even Concubine Dongjun Yan has not seen it, but Donghuang Taiyi... knows quite a lot.
Yan Lingji looked at Donghuang Taiyi suspiciously, and then at the young master. She could hear Donghuang Taiyi's voice just now, but now she couldn't hear anything.
Immediately, walk to Xiaomeng's side.
"I can't hear it either!"
Xiao Meng directly responded to the surprised Yan Ling on his face.
"Mysterious."
"I don't know what to say."
Yan Lingji's abdomen was swollen, and she really wanted to know what Donghuang Taiyi and the young master said, but it didn't matter... anyway, if the young master knew, they knew.
"Old guy, do you think you can survive?"
"The beard is quite long."
Since she couldn't hear the conversation between the two, Yan Lingji didn't think too much. The soft light of the fire charm flickered in front of Chu Nan Gong. The old man was still bound by the magic field of heaven.
The aura on his body was a bit miserable. He was cut off from the entrance by the young master with one palm. The state of becoming a god was innate... and he kept falling.
With a flick of a finger, the long beard under Chu Nan Gong's chin was cut off by Yan Lingji, and hundreds of feet long white beards were scattered on the ground.
What fun!
"..."
Duke Nan of Chu held the yin-yang wooden staff in his hand, but was speechless.
"This girl, can you let Nangong go?"
Song Yu whispered and exclaimed, "Kill him if you want. Why should he be so humiliated?" He took two steps, bowed, and looked at the charming woman with good cultivation.
"Put him down?"
"Take what you have in your hands in exchange for it!"
Yan Lingji giggled and pointed at the "Health Preserver" held by the old man Song Yu. She probably couldn't understand it.
But...it's not bad to leave it to Ying'er.
The handwritten notes that Zhuang Zhou personally carved are definitely not simple.
"This is a gift from the Heavenly Sect!"
"If the girl likes it, just take it."
Song Yu sighed again and touched the scroll in his hand, which was given to him by Master Mi Yuan.
Now... let's use the last bit of strength.
""Health Master"!"
"Xiaomeng, look at...what's the value?"
Yan Lingji directly let go of the magic field, and the powerfully bound Chu Nanggong fell straight into the void. The red light flashed, and the scroll was in hand.
It should be very subtle.
The young master has no free time now. Xiaomeng's state at the moment is still acceptable, so he hurriedly handed it over.
"Nangong!"
Song Yu glared at Yan Lingji angrily, and with gentle strength in his hands, he caught the fallen Chu Nan Gong and slowly landed on the ground.