In the deep night, thousands of tents are lit, and the heaven and earth are silent.
Yun Zhongzi stood on the clouds, overlooking the remaining four evil formations.
The Great Tribulation of the Gods is a plan determined by heaven, not to mention mortals, even immortals and gods can only follow the trend.
Taoism emphasizes a pure mind, but in the midst of disaster, no one can always maintain such a state of mind.
The Four Saints of Kowloon Island and the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island have practiced Taoism for thousands of years and have gone through more than ten thousand springs and autumns, but now they have all turned into ashes.
Zhao Gongming was an immortal who had attained the Tao. He had already arrived in Daluo when he was emperor, but once he fell into disaster, his death was miserable.
Although Yun Zhongzi has never seen his death situation, he can probably guess something about it.
Fear of Staying Sun is in the Golden Immortal realm, and he is ruthless. The Seven Arrows Book of Nail Heads is weird and cunning, and its power is quite extraordinary.
In the battle of Qishan, Jiejiao failed to obtain the Taoist book, but it also caused great damage to the Taoist body of the fearful sun.
This guy originally had scruples and was only willing to use three points of force, but after that he wanted to use twelve points.
At the last moment when Zhao Gongming was cursed to death, a certain immortal drew his bow and arrow and shot the grass man's eye sockets, eyebrows, heart and other vital parts. If this was not tragic, there would be no tragedy in the world.
"Now that you are on the list, it won't be long before Sanxiao joins the world."
Yun Zhongzi slowly turned his palm over, and all the clouds within a hundred miles gathered together. When he turned over again, he pushed aside the clouds and mist to see the bright moon.
This is the real turning of hands into clouds and turning hands into rain.
Yun Zhongzi is a ray of innate cloud energy that cultivates the human body, but it is not the first ray after the creation of the world.
Empress Sanxiao's heels are quite similar to his, but she is much older than him and her cultivation level is much higher.
It wouldn't matter if they were just Daluo Immortals or quasi-religious leaders. These three people had an extraordinary tacit understanding and were proficient in formations, which made them quite tricky.
"If the formation is completed this time, I am afraid that all the senior brothers will not be able to escape the disaster, and even poor Taoists may not be able to avoid the disaster."
The more Yun Zhongzi thought about it, the more frightened he became, so he had to tighten his grip on the embryo of Suwen Sword to seek peace of mind.
"No, you need to go to the Eight Views Palace first."
Yun Zhongzi thought for a moment and made a plan.
This time I went to the saint's ashram, of course, not to ask for treasure. How could he, Yun Zhongzi, be such a philistine?
It's just that I haven't paid a visit to my uncle for some time, and he really misses me very much.
Eight Scenery Palace Lanterns...Purple Gold Gourds...Tai Chi Diagrams...
Everyone knows that Tongtian Cult Master has a lot of treasures, but his two senior brothers are both saints, is it possible that there is still a shortage of treasures?
"No, no, my uncle treated me very well. This time I came back to the mountain to only talk about feelings, not magic weapons."
Yun Zhongzi shook his head and finally came to his senses.
He thought for a moment, then returned to Lu Peng to give instructions to his disciples for a while, and then left under the cover of night.
Yun Zhongzi had the magical power to shrink the ground into an inch. With one step, two steps, he was above Da Luo Tian and outside Xuandu Cave in a short time.
This place is really a fairy place, with extraordinary beauty and extraordinary beauty that cannot be compared with ordinary fairy mountains.
I saw the beautiful fairy peaks, connecting the sky and the earth. There were cold pines and strange cypresses, green peaches and ginkgo trees everywhere, and there were Zhi orchids on the left and right.
The wild fox meditates here, and the rhinoceros stands looking at the moon.
Cranes and elk are just common, dragons and phoenixes are not accidental.
Yun Zhongzi stood outside the cave, looking at the posts on both sides.
Taoist judge Hunyuan once saw that the two rituals of Tai Chi gave rise to four phenomena;
Hongmeng spread the Dharma and brought the barbarians westward out of Hanguan.
Gee, who in the world can have such a domineering judgment?
If the Twelve Golden Immortals come here, even Guangchengzi Chijie must be respectful.
But Yun Zhongzi was not like that. In the past, Master Yuding praised him as the True Immortal of Fortune, and then he was sent to the Bajing Palace to burn fire for many years. He was not considered an outsider.
"Senior Brother Xuandu, are you in the cave?"
Yun Zhongzi straightened his clothes, put away his fairy sword, held his fly whisk, and then transmitted the message.
"Not here, don't ask."
A steady voice came from the Xuandu Cave, but for some reason it seemed a little impatient.
"Senior Brother Xuandu, don't worry, I won't ask you for advice this time."
Yun Zhongzi coughed lightly and transmitted the message again.
As for that, wasn't it because he had been pestering him for advice on how to make alchemy for a whole year?
"You have eight scenes of lights, just go into the cave by yourself."
Master Xuandu sighed helplessly and could only accept his fate.
"Senior brother, what do you mean by this? Junior brother was lucky enough to get a ray of jade-glazed lantern. As for the eight-view palace lantern, I have never touched it!"
Yun Zhongzi secretly said that people's hearts are not as old as before, and even senior brother Xuandu can fish and enforce the law.
"Jinjiao, go and welcome your uncle into the cave."ωωw..net
Archmage Xuandu sighed again, and then spoke to the boy beside the alchemy furnace.
"Okay!"
The Golden Horn boy immediately threw away his fan and ran out of the cave.
The Yinjiao boy curled his lips, angrily picked up the cattail leaf fan, and fanned it.
"If you try harder, this furnace pill will be in vain."
Archmage Xuandu sighed again. He finally stood up from the futon and waved his hand, signaling Yinjiao to help himself.
When the Silver Horn boy heard this, his eyes lit up and he ran out of the cave.
"We were all honest kids back then, how did we become like this?"
Master Xuandu was puzzled and could only sit on the ground and slowly fan himself.
"Uncle Master, why did it take you so long to come back? Why hasn't that stone monkey you mentioned been born yet?"
The Golden Horn Boy jumped to the entrance of the cave. He held out a ray of light from the Eight Views Palace and opened the restriction.
"Hey, when did Pindao tell you about Stone Monkey?"
Yun Zhongzi blinked his eyes and began to act dumb.
When he first came to Jing Palace, he only wanted to practice the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills as soon as possible, and he had no intention of burning fire every day.
He saw that there happened to be two good tool men in the palace, so he asked these two people to help him every time he made elixirs.
As for remuneration, what kind of treasures have these two boys not seen?
Youdao is to see all the prosperity and let them experience all kinds of things in the market.
Yun Zhongzi knew that he had never left the cave, so he made up some nonsense stories to deceive... and boost the spirits of the two sons.
Most of these stories are mysterious, such as the old grandfather meeting a stone monkey in the mountains, helping it to be born, suppressing the snake spirit, and making seven gourds, each of which has its own mysterious features...
Well, I can’t say it’s groundless, I can only say it’s perfectly stitched.
The key point is that there really is a gourd in the Eight Views Palace. The two boys stared at the treasure all day long, thinking about defecting out of the palace and going down the mountain to become free gods.
"Uncle Master, where is the fairy sword you promised to make for me?"
Silver-horned boy also came bounding over. He raised his head and looked longingly at a certain deity of great merit.
Yun Zhongzi smiled and then coughed lightly.
The corner of the Yinjiao boy's mouth curled up, and there were tears in his eyes.
"Well, that's it."
Yun Zhongzi rubbed his two little heads, and then took out two objects from his sleeves.
When he was refining the sword, he still had some materials left, so when he had nothing to do, he just made two flying swords, one purple and one green.
The boy with the golden horn and the silver horn got the fairy sword, and they all looked happy. At this moment, they couldn't care less about the story about the monkey fighting against the snake spirit.
Yun Zhongzi smiled and shook his head before stepping into the cave.
"Uncle, the disciple is back!"
Yun Zhongzi faced the throne of the palace and bowed his head respectfully.