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Chapter 223: Poor people cannot have feelings

Zhongnan Mountain, Yuzhu Cave.

Yun Zhongzi sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and his soul escaped from the Niwan Palace. His magic power condensed into a fire dragon, and he knocked on the acupuncture points along the way, heading straight to the alchemy room.

As for the Suwen Sword, this sword has been fully developed, and finally there is no need to rub it against the Monument of Dayu.

After Yun Zhongzi left Biyou Palace, he returned to the mountains and didn't even bother to watch the battle between Shang and Zhou. After all, there was nothing interesting to see.

It's nothing more than ordinary generals fighting each other. Then one side shows signs of weakness and has to resort to treacherous tactics to defeat the enemy with one move.

Jiejiao already has many disciples on the list, but compared to the 365 righteous gods, they are still a drop in the bucket.

These remaining quotas cannot be filled even if the entire Chanjiao sacrifices their lives, so they can only rely on ordinary military generals to fill the number.

Yun Zhongzi took this very openly and showed little compassion.

Since you have chosen to rely on your life to make a future, you should have been prepared to die long ago without complaining about others.

Of course, if they had the choice, most of them would be willing to be on the list. After all, they are gods and no happier than mortals.

Whether it's a dispute between great religions or a fight between gods, as long as it doesn't disturb his life, he actually doesn't bother to care about it.

However, the premise is not to hurt mortals and his relatives and friends, both of whom he cares about very much.

If you insist on touching its reverse scale, you will be lucky enough to see the swordsmanship that a certain deity has spent eight hundred years practicing.

Yun Zhongzi is not a Taoist priest in the conventional sense. He doesn't like chanting sutras very much, let alone talking about Taoism.

The only ones who can prove his identity as a Taoist priest are the three saints of the Taoist sect and the many immortals under the Yuxu sect.

Sorry, my master is Yuanshi Tianzun, my uncle is Laozi, my uncle is the leader of Tongtian Cult, and all my brothers are Golden Immortals.

If you want to say that he is not a Taoist priest, please ask the three saints first, and by the way, ask the Yuxu Twelve Missing One Golden Immortal.

If no one denies it, then no one can deprive him of his Taoist identity.

Of course, he also has many characteristics that fit the Taoist sect, such as having no feelings for the relationship between men and women.

As a man born with wisdom, he really couldn't accept a woman whose age difference was more than ten years.

What's more, in heaven and earth, all spiritual beings can turn into human bodies.

If you have profound Taoism and good Dharma vision, you can save some trouble, but if you can't see through the root and get emotional rashly...

Tsk, opening a blind box is a yes.

Yun Zhongzi is not a superficial person. He doesn't care much about beauty and ugliness, but cares about inner peace.

Fortunately, Pindao was an ordinary handsome man, otherwise he would have found it difficult to have peace of mind.

Yun Zhongzi is used to being alone. He is more than a thousand years old, and he has been walking alone on the road for seven hundred years.

If he hadn't worshiped Chanjiao by chance, he might still be wandering between heaven and earth.

Yun Zhongzi is a person transformed from the innate cloud energy.

There is no cloud in the world that will stay somewhere in the sky. It is like a mortal ranger who is destined to wander in this life.

Yun Zhongzi is no longer a cloud, he is more like a small boat, drifting with the waves towards a distant place.

But he already had an anchor and a harbor.

I wonder if Zhongnan should be good. This place where I feel at ease is my hometown.

Zhongnan Mountain, Yuxu Palace, Bajing Palace, Fengxi.

Yuanshi Tianzun, Yuding, Taiyi, Huanglong, Yang Jian, Yang Chan, the Yin brothers, Jiang Ziya, Jinxia Tong'er...

Yun Zhongzi is not heartless and desireless, he just doesn't care much about the love between his children.

"Nothing to do today, just watch the battle formation!"

Yun Zhongzi took back his soul and collected his magic power. The invisible Tao sword wandered in the meridians, cutting away the tiredness.

He opened his eyes and exhaled gently.

Then clouds and mist surged for hundreds of miles around Zhongnan Mountain.

Although the clouds are quiet, they will not remain still.

Of course Yun Zhongzi would not be so stubborn as to confront the Four Swords of Zhu Xian head-on. This is the act of lighting a lantern in the toilet...

The reason why he went to danger was not only to find out the situation, but also to protect his relatives and friends.

Yun Zhongzi has seen the vastness of the East China Sea, the towering five mountains, the sun and the moon shining together, and the gods traveling together.

Yun Zhongzi has seen the most powerful swordsmanship in the world and the most mysterious method of refining objects in the world.

This life is the most rare opportunity. If you don't see the whole world, you will inevitably have some regrets.

The appearance of the Four Swords of Zhuxian indicates that the old era is about to go away and a new era is about to come.

These four immortal swords are not as pure as the Qingping Sword, nor are they as pure as the Suwen Sword, but they only have endless evil energy.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian itself is the most magnificent spectacle in the world, and of course he does not want to miss it.

Yun Zhongzi was once a book reader, but three hundred years ago he became a book reader. Experience is always more unforgettable than witness.

He stood quietly in the clouds, looking at the evil formation in the distance.

All I could see was a murderous atmosphere, miserable clouds, strange fog swirling around, and a cold wind blowing, appearing or disappearing, rising or falling, up and down repeatedly.

There are four gates in this formation, the Immortal Killing Sword hangs on the east gate, the Immortal Killing Sword hangs on the south gate, the Immortal Trapping Sword hangs on the west gate, and the Immortal Absolute Sword hangs on the north gate.

These four swords originate from the Zixiao Palace. They were launched under the leadership of the Tongtian Cult. They have gone through the entire process from the creation of the world to the destruction of several worlds, accumulating endless karma.

As a result, unless the saint personally suppresses it, this formation will definitely not be broken.

The leader of Tongtian Cult has already had a glimpse of the sky. Even if he cannot fully understand it, he generally knows the ultimate fate of Jie Cult.

After all, he was stubborn, or arrogant, so he still set up this big formation and planned to have a good discussion with his senior brothers.

Yun Zhongzi felt a little regretful when he saw this. The value of his formation was wasted a lot.

If it were him, he would definitely move this formation to Si River, Qinglong, and Jiameng Pass, making it difficult for the Zhou army to move forward.

Tsk, you are worthy of being the True Immortal of Fortune.

Yun Zhongzi held a fly whisk in his hand and carried the fairy sword on his back, quietly watching the formation.

This Suwen Sword has long been born with spiritual wisdom, and now it has shown its sharp edge and is already one of the best swords in the world.

This sword was naturally very excited when he met a fellow swordsman, so it was always trembling and letting out bursts of soft moans.

Yun Zhongzi was well prepared. He used the Tai Chi talisman, drew a golden circle, and even took out the monument of Dayu, thus appeasing the little ancestor.

"Uncle Master wants to take my life when he says goodbye. If it's true, I should stay away from him then."

Yun Zhongzi sat cross-legged and placed the fairy sword horizontally on his lap.

He knew that the leader of Tongtian Cult had not yet entered the world, so he came to observe the formation, otherwise he would not have dared to act like this even if he had a hundred courages.

"Master once said that during this Eastern Expedition, I would encounter a disaster, which probably happened to the seven immortals accompanying me.

Among these rabble, Wu Yunxian is the only one who has some skills, but his thoughts are all top-notch deep.

If you haven't been able to come up with a powerful method after being silent for so long, I would be the first to not believe it."

Yun Zhongzi rubbed his chin and analyzed it seriously.

He always does whatever he wants, and he has offended many people over the past thousand years.

In the past, when he entered the palace to offer his sword, the reason why he was unwilling to come down from the mountain was precisely because he had not yet returned to his roots and was afraid of encountering a powerful enemy.

Alas, immortality is not easy, the real immortal sighs!


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