Everyone, including the saint, looked at the old scholar.
"Don't stop!"
The old scholar was determined and slowed down his tone, "I can't stop him."
When the old scholar said this later, he looked at the saint of rituals.
The Saint of Li nodded.
Zhou Mi was just dragged to the human world, and her divine roots and feet were still closely connected to the New Heavenly Court. Chen Ping'an was the same. The Dharma image ascended, and the sky was opened in a line, and the temple was still in the human world.
There is no need to explain how powerful Chen Ping'an is now. Just look at the Zhou Mi who was pulled out by him. The ancestors of the Three Sects, plus the Temple of the Heaven, still just trapped Zhou Mi and could not suppress him. In terms of true cultivation and killing power, Chen Ping'an is of course far inferior to his carefulness, but this "Heaven and Earth" is powerful and powerful in a head-on "a encounter". To give an inappropriate analogy, it is like a military general on the battlefield who has been in the battle for generations. Kong Wu is powerful and has outstanding achievements, but he was plotted. One day, he did not take any entourage and walked into a narrow alley. His general identity is empty, and his troops are empty, and in the end he was just blocked in a shabby alley by a young man holding a sword. There were only two people, and they divided life and death!
Master Dong, the leader of the Confucian Temple, asked: "Li Sheng, what is Chen Ping'an's original intention?"
The Li Sheng said: "Create the connection between heaven and earth, forcibly pulling Zhoumi's divinity out of the heaven, at least to let his golden body stay away from the new heaven, the farther away, the better. The half of each one is smashed together, and the divinity of both sides is scattered into counts of billions of dollars, all of which belong to the world. Using the entire human world as a temple, all of the divinity of one is blocked by this. At present, it seems that Chen Ping'an will definitely die completely. As for whether Zhoumi will be smashed to pieces, it is hard to say, and 20% to 30% may remain. The ancestors of the three religions, the temple of the Hoshi of the Three Churches, will definitely take action."
Master Dong asked, "Does Chen Ping'an have pre-flow?"
The most difficult thing about human knowledge is pre-flow.
The old scholar reached out and grabbed the two stacks of drawings, spread them out suddenly, hung them in the air, forming a circle, which was the three continental maps of Baopingzhou, Beijuluzhou and Tongyezhou, as well as three large-scale situation maps, and a map of Haoran Jiuzhou.
The Sage directly crossed the world and descended to the Middle Earth Confucian Temple with his true body. At the same time, he asked Jingsheng Xiping to come here to discuss matters urgently.
The Assassin read all the manuscripts mixed between the map, which was indeed an extremely meticulous long-term plan, involving so many things beyond imagination.
The old scholar moved his fingers slightly, outlined the map of Sanzhou, and said, "Yes. You can see this picture."
Master Han, the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, shook his wrist and copied all the manuscripts. He browsed them several times quickly, and suddenly said, "I'm a fucking Yin Ji..."
But he didn't want to waste any time. The old master who had the ability to reshape the Confucian Taoism resisted the urge to curse and said in a very quick tone: "Yin Ji doesn't have this brain. How deeply Bai Yujing is involved? Li Sheng, don't say anything about 'not easy' to say'... The old scholar, Chen Ping'an's manuscripts are linked together, which obviously involves the five elements of the generation and restraint. It is very important. There is no way to avoid any mistakes. Chen Ping'an is now unable to contact... Should we catch Zou Zi and Lu Shen and ask? Li Sheng, it's 'not easy to say', right?"
Li Sheng glared and said, "It's easy to say!"
Asa Sheng pulled the collar and whispered: "Then hold on!"
Wen Sheng patted Ya Sheng's arm and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious."
Zheng Juzhong once told Chen Ping'an in person that we should not overestimate the vast supernatural powers of the ancestors of the three religions. Those who are almost intimate with Taoism are still not Taoism, and they still cannot. Establishing a religion to call ancestors is the least free.
There are two metaphors when talking about the relationship between the whereabouts of a night boat and the Confucian Temple in Haoran, one is that the custom of the city kills mosquitoes in the house, and the other is to catch a fish in the pond.
Zheng Juzhong created a large formation in the abdomen and heart at the ruins of Jincuicheng, and finally joined forces with Chen Ping'an and Wu Shuangjian to kill Jiang She in this formation. The wilderness never noticed it.
It was not until Zhou Mi got a sword by Chen Ping'an that some foreshadowings were exposed in the continents of Haoran and were cleaned up by the Confucian Temple following clues.
Chen Ping'an was in Fuyaolu's private dojo. In fact, whenever he had the chance, he would be distracted from observing the martial arts and Taoism of the two young girls in Huaying Peak and Yingyu Peak. Later, he entered the National Master's Mansion and simply refined the entire National Master's Mansion because he really didn't have more time and energy to stare at all the details. As Zheng Juzhong said, in a high position, things became more and more important.
Before, the Middle-earth Confucian Temple did not have a special Taoist official like Bai Yujing, who was in charge of the formation and stared at all the great monks in Qingming world as much as possible, and recorded their routes in detail, and were accompanied by various deduction calculations. However, after the last discussion, the Middle-earth Confucian Temple obviously changed, and the constraints and supervision of the great monks reached an unprecedented peak.
The middle-aged man with a dull expression and the handsome young man led by Gao Guanbo were "invited" to this place by Lisheng from Tiandu Peak, Luopo Mountain.
Not to mention the true body of the Sub-Saint, even the Rei Saint was present, and Lu Shen hurriedly bowed his head.
One by one, hanging in the slowly rotating geometric map in the air.
Among them, the map of the three continents, from south to north, is a brand new big ditch in Tongyezhou led by Qingping Sword Sect and Chen Ping'an.
There are also Baopingzhou Qidu, which was built by Xiuhu Cui Lu, who devoted his country's efforts, and Jidu in Beijuluzhou.
The three eastern continents of Haoran, three new and old major lands, are almost moving towards the east and west.
However, Zou Zi looked straight up at the maps, and then took a few copies of the manuscripts that were deliberately used to describe the names. After looking down, he calculated for a moment. Zou Zi nodded secretly, raised his head and waved his hand. He first stacked the three continents in the east of Haoran, then stretched out his fingers, and drew a red line between the two maps of Baopingzhou and Tongyezhou, drawing a red line on the map, saying: "After the Baihua Duke, which has not yet been combined, Chen Ping'an still wants to make a splash to build a sea-crossing bridge with the two continents."
Zouzi stretched out his fingers and saw a long line between Beijuluzhou and Dongbao Pingzhou.
It was a sea-crossing bridge that once connected to two continents. Except for the monks of the two continents who moved the mountains and seas, Ruan Xiu, Li Liu, and Mrs. Dandan, who had all worked hard.
But after the war ended, under the personal supervision of Xiuhu Cui Lin, the "bridge" was re-sinked into the sea and cut the dragon vein under the water into several sections.
After all, once the two continents are connected by this dragon vein, what about Dongbao Pingzhou and Beiju Luzhou? It is really a family. It is not a joke to involve the flow of fortunes in the nine continents of Haoran.
Master Dong nodded and said, "Tongyezhou is a continent that has sunk in the land. After a few years of rehabilitation through a large ditch, it is still too weak. Therefore, this long bridge across the sea between Laolong City and Qingjing Mountain must be a literal bridge, creating a weak dragon with weak energy, so as not to be heavy and swaying when walking. This is naturally Baopingzhou is accommodating Tongyezhou."
"The big ridge of the dragon vein between Beijuluzhou and Dongbao Pingzhou is a strong dragon that crosses the sea and goes up the mountain. The two continents are full of energy, but that's it."
Zou Zi picked a little in his sight, and reached out his hand and outlined the north-south Zhongtiao Mountain in Beijuluzhou with a "red pen".
Master Dong frowned slightly, and soon realized his mind: "No wonder the Dayuan Dynasty wanted to let Prince Lu Jun and national teacher Yang Houjue go to Dali Jingcheng. Is it because the two sides had already agreed secretly?"
Zou Zi said: "Chen Ping'an made two preparations to arrange the three continents."
The two associate leaders of the Confucian Temple looked at each other, good guy, no wonder this young hidden official never came to the Confucian Temple to complain. It turned out that he would just come and have a shocking move to arrange the three continents?!
The Book of Rites, Mao Xiaodong, was in a very complicated mood. He was both in a stir, proud, and full of grief and anger. Why did the younger brother give up halfway, and it became a fantasy?!
There were some gossips on the mountain before, saying that he, a young hidden official, went up the mountain and descended to the sect, not only wanted to be the Taoist lord of the first continent of Baoping Continent, but also had to be involved in Tongye Continent and also served as the Taoist lord of the two continents.
Wrong? No, Chen Ping'an really has this kind of "ambition". Wrong? It may not be, just because he still underestimated the new national teacher of Dali, the junior brother of Xiuhu Cui Wei!
The first preparation was to use the Tongyezhou Dadu, the Baopingzhou Qidu, the Beijuluzhou Jidu, and the dragon vein connecting Baopingzhou and Beijuluzhou, as well as Zhongtiao Mountain.
Since two horizontal and one vertical one create the word "earth". No matter what, Chen Ping'an can have an alternative solution to replace it at any time.
Create the word "earth" in the human world.
Lu Shen nodded and said, "The earth king has four seasons, the Luoluo is always there, green, red, white and black, each living in one place. They all receive the merits of the central palace and Wu and Yi. The human body and appearance are in heaven and earth, and the earth is in the center to control the four directions."
Three religions are one, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.
It is impossible to cultivate a word for natal, which means that no matter how many Confucian Qi refining methods Chen Ping'an practices, the upper limit is limited.
Because of his life experience, Chen Ping'an has been close to "Bodhisattvas" and Buddhism since he was a child, but on the way to travel, he used this to regulate his mind and conquer his distracted mind.
The military strategists had successfully usurped the throne with Wu Shuangzhang and Zheng Zhong, and they were beyond the reach of their height.
So what is left to greatly improve your cultivation next? This is what Shi Zhouren said before that you finally took the initiative to approach Taoism.
There are schools of Taoism that like to use the body to describe the country. For example, all officials are in order, which means that the internal organs are ventilated and cultivate the body and mind according to the laws of governing the country.
If your body and country are isomorphic, you can ascend to the Tao and ascend to the Dali National Master, you can arrange the three continents more easily and kill two birds with one stone.
Zou Zi said: "His second-hand preparation is to create the word "king". Previously, Chen Ping'an had a prototype of the great way of "arrangement of the world" in the Lotus Root Blessing Land. It is not only to govern the land of blessing land, but also to seek the greatest common divisor for the word "freedom", but also to prepare for the future of "martial training". This is correct. But Chen Ping'an has a third-hand preparation."
Lu Shen was shocked, and several leaders of the Confucian Temple were also deeply shocked.
Xiuhu Cui Li assisted the Dali Dynasty and helped Haoran to help Tianqing win over.
Then, the new National Master of Dali wants to help Emperor Dali, either in the current position or in the next position, and become the master of humanity in Haoran!
Whether the monks on the mountain witnessed with their own eyes or the ordinary masters who were studying in the world and read books, there was always a real history and worldly affairs, no one, and another.
If you can't do a lot of things well, you can do one thing well. Being able to do one thing well is equivalent to doing a lot well. This is probably the biggest difference between people.
Zou Zi suggested: "The classics give birth to Xiping, and use their own body to demonstrate the truth. First, look at the results of these two preparations."
Jingsheng Xiping looked at Li Sheng, and Li Sheng nodded, "It's feasible."
The land, mountains and rivers of the three continents seemed to have come alive. Chen Ping'an still chose to ascend to confront Zhou Mi, but countless "human natures" were dragged behind him to prevent Zhou Mi from winning by 20 or 30 percent of the divine nature... After a moment, Jingsheng Xiping said: "Sixty percent sure."
Zou Zi was a little regretful and shook his head and said, "Not to mention 60% of the time, even 90% of the time, it doesn't make much sense. The greater the involvement, the more changes he will change. No one can afford to bet."
Zou Zi was a little tired and said, "The third preparation is to convince you to stay close to Taoism like him. Of course, it still uses Haoran’s righteousness as the foundation and uses the Eight Continents as the Eight Trigrams. The Central Earth Shenzhou Dao evolved Tai Chi to give birth to two qualities and two qualities to give birth to four symbols. The fourth preparation is to create the 'Big Five Elements', which will include Haoran’s world, Qingming’s world, Western Buddhist Kingdom, Five Colorful World, and Wild World. This preparation is the most likely to succeed, but the difficulty is the most important thing."
Lu Shen murmured: "It is destined to be a fate of death. The more you do during this period, the more you will be objecting and scolding. Once you fail, you will be a sinner forever. What is the goal?"
The Sutra of Xiping said: "A gentleman said: Learning cannot be done. I am good at cultivating the great energy, and the world cannot be shady. If you live, die, then."
A moment of silence.
Mao Xiaodong suddenly jealoused and pointed at a school priest, Jiye, "Cao, who is it that Ning Yao, as the co-lord of the world, wandered around Haoran for a long time, isn't it true?"
The old scholar said angrily: "Shut up and don't make noise!"
Mao Xiaodong immediately closed his mouth. The Academy Siye bowed to him. Mao Xiaodong sighed and reached out to help him get up, "Actually, it's not your fault. I'm losing my composure."
The Li Sheng suddenly said: "The Western Buddha Kingdom agreed. Bai Yujing Yu Dou and the military genius Yao Qing said there was no problem. Ning Yao said she would return to the world immediately, but Bai Ze refused to nod."
Yasheng said, "I'll go and talk to Bai Ze."
The old scholar waved his hand, "No need to go. This is not something that the two worlds can reach a negotiation after a few years of quit, and Bai Ze will never agree. Is the divine being human? No, it is actually beast nature, it is the pure 'evil' that you and I didn't talk about back then, and both sides dared not go deeper. Bai Ze finally returned to the wilderness and took the initiative to choose to take charge of a Bai Ze who survived and died in the world."
Lu Shen said: "Li Sheng, I am willing to force myself to cooperate with Mr. Xiping, help Chen Ping'an with his help, and give more opportunities to the founder of the three religions, the ancestor of the three religions. Mr. Xiping and I are the most suitable candidates."
Jingsheng Xiping smiled and said, "Xiping thanked fellow Taoist Lu for his approval."
Zou Zi said: "This world-wide connection is just two 'half-one' battlefields. Since Chen Ping'an himself did not open this formation, then now, let alone Lu Shen Hedao, even if you enter the pseudo-fifth fifteenth, it will have very little significance. Be careful to carry the fire to put out the fire, but you have been found by Zhou Mi to make an opportunity to calculate."
Lu Shen said calmly: "Shut up."
Li Sheng said: "Liu Xian said let us wait and see, he must first make sure of something. He said that it seems that Chen Ping'an joined forces with Cui Feng, and even he cheated him."
Zouzi said: "You can wait and see. Qi Jingchun and Cui Lun let Ruan Xiu eat Li Liu's divine nature, and let her go through the ascension platform under her nose. I have repeatedly deduced it over the years and have been puzzled. I must have left a backup plan."
The world finally connects.
A thread of opening the sky and a thread of falling to the ground finally collided.
There was a heavy rain of fire between the sky and the earth, and the "rain drops" dissipated in the air.
Shi Zhouren looked up and looked at him with a dazed look. He saw this scene and this life was enough.
Taoists have a sense of relief and pleasure that "you can die in the morning and evening."
Outside the high platform, there is still a barrier of a great road that is isolated from heaven and earth, as if it is intentionally blocking someone from coming here.
Zhou Haijing's expression changed, and suddenly saw the subway spear and said sharply: "Form a formation!"
She reached out and grabbed the iron spear that was the relics of Su Gaoshan's battlefield, "Okay, I will never be humiliated! It's not just you, the masters, are heroes!"
Zhou Haijing said to himself: "I will leave my name in history today, so that we can remember the name of the martial artist "Zhou Haijing" forever!"
She looked around and grinned, "I will never lose money in this loss-making transaction!"
Beijuluzhou.
In the night, it seemed like a sacrifice of sword appeared.
Liu Jinglong, the Taihui Sword Sect, took the lead in ascending with the sword.
The same is true for the sword cultivator Bai Shang, who ascended with the sword. Even with Chen Ping'an, he had a dispute with the great way.
Sword lights, in the temple, in the mountains and rivers, in the palaces, in the city, on the sea... all rise high.
More sword cultivators followed the "sacrificial sword" and did not know what the two "golden threads" collided. Everyone felt that the heart of Tao was shocked, and they actually had a moment of suffocation.
It is unimaginable how high the two sides of the fight must be to have such power?
A young sword cultivator rushed to fly with his sword. He happened to meet an acquaintance from a neighboring country who had just broken through a sea of clouds and raised his head. Then he turned around and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
The old man said angrily: "I don't know why you are following you too? Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
The young sword cultivator said to himself: "When you ask, your realm is slightly higher than mine. Should you hear something?"
The old man was too lazy to care about what the two levels were slightly higher. He just held his breath and said: "I just felt that the golden thread above was coming in a fierce manner, not like a good person. Anyway, the golden thread below was Chen Yinguan. Which one is better and which one is bad, and I still need grandpa to teach you?"
Young sword cultivator: "Oh."
The old man smiled angrily and said, "Oh, your uncle, just your level is enough, why don't you go back quickly. You always have to leave some sword incense for Beijuluzhou, and don't be snatched away by Aaiazhou."
The young sword cultivator said, "It's okay, I have two disciples. I've just gotten from the third level, so it's not bad. Besides, I have a master who has been in seclusion for many years... Hey, master, here too."
The higher the sword he ascends, the closer he gets to the "golden line", the more shocked the huge "line". The colorful glass color is as grand as the legendary pillar supporting the heavenly court.
Bai Shang took the lead in sacrificing the flying sword, slashed towards the high golden thread, and returned without success. There was no trace of the "golden thread". Bai Shang gently wiped the bleeding from his nose, and was surprised. He took the flying sword and saw that the gap was clear.
The Bai Shang of the Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator is like this, let alone other sword cultivators?
It seems that it is just to enable them to prove their true nature, without hesitation, regardless of gains and losses, and to do something for the world.
It's like...the tenderness given to the world in the end.
Bai Shang suddenly waved her sleeves and rolled a large plural of swords around him. It turned out that the fire rain had changed and swept away with a bang. Countless vortexes were burned out of the invisible world. It was the legendary scene where the ancient high-ranking gods cut off the flow with sharp blades and cut the long river of time.
Liu Jinglong looked solemn, stood beside Bai Shang, and said in his heart: "The outermost layer of colorful glass color is just a little afterglow of the divine spirit that sharpens the 'divine nature' of the golden thread and the flowing water of time."
Bai Shang frowned and said, "How can you break the formation?"
Liu Jinglong said silently, "I have to do something, I'll set up the formation, Bai Shang, you..."
Speaking of this, Liu Jinglong was a little difficult to speak, Bai Shang smiled and said, "I am willing to hand over a sword to destroy all the Taoist practices I have accumulated after entering the Ascension Realm, but if I say that the flying sword in my life is broken or broken, it will cause me to fall, I really can't do it..."
Liu Jinglong smiled and said, "Enough."
Bai Shang reminded: "Don't be impulsive."
Liu Jinglong said: "Let's talk about it. Form a formation first."
On the high platform, Shi Zhouren only had a pair of eyes and forehead left.
But he saw an unexpected uninvited guest. Shi Zhouren gathered the last bit of true spirit, touching the ripples of the aura in front of him, making a sound, "Mr. Zheng, I finally saw you."
Zheng Juzhong was wearing a snow-white robe, and there seemed to be a gray hazy fog around him. Shi Zhouren was too lazy to explore what it was. When he was dying, he would have no regrets in his life to be able to chat with Zheng Juzhong, the big devil.
Seeing that Zheng Juzhong had no intention of speaking, Shi Zhouren took the initiative to say: "The selfish people who have resentment towards this world always cannot stand all the beauty. The latter is like the scorching sun, very dazzling. The flaws of all beautiful things can also make them blind and suddenly become happy. Mr. Zheng, what kind of world will be like in ten thousand years?"
Zheng Juzhong said, "Your death."
Shi Zhouren was silent. The Taoist didn't know what he thought, but finally disappeared.
The misty shadow seemed to be ridiculing Zheng Juzhong. Is this the lord of Baidi City who is completely unscrupulous? Is this the so-called "Performance of the world first"?
Zheng Juzhong stretched out his finger here, outlined the name of a female sword cultivator, then took out several treasures from his sleeve, crushing them all.
In an instant, his body shrank and the mountains and rivers. Zheng Juzhong put the fog shadow into his sleeves, crossing the world directly, and going to the wilderness.
The wild world, the hinterland.
As a foreigner, the old man in green clothes stood on the top of a mountain, while Bai Ze stood on the bank of a river tens of thousands of miles away.
The two sides have been in a confrontation for a long time.
But for some reason, Chen Qingliu had already handed over the sword, but had not yet collected the sword. Both sides were on the battlefield, but it seemed that they had no effect on this world.
Before this, the wild demon clan who had never heard of the name "Qingzhu" was dead after Chen Qingliu passed by.
The reason was very simple, and he was too lazy to find Bai Ze and asked Bai Ze to come to see him on his own initiative.
Chen Qingliu wanted to use his swordsmanship for three thousand years to weigh Bai Ze's more than ten thousand years of Taoist power.
Senior Sister Xie is right, ask the sword as soon as possible.
If it is later, Bai Ze's power of Tao will be really unattainable. If you are not careful, you will be the first fifteenth realm in the world after the ancestors of the Three Sects disperse the Tao. Then how can you fight? You will lose.
Xie Shiji stood in the distance, in addition to the burly woman, Bai Ze's two helpers, Feiran and Jiji, a pair of the largest Taoist partners in the wild world, no doubt about it. However, they did not fight with Xie Shiji, but instead had a very familiar chat.
In the vast territory between Chen Qingliu and Bai Ze, there are occasionally subtle sounds of celadon lobes.
The sunset only knew the dangers. The battlefield, which was thousands of miles apart, was dead, and even the mountains and water were frozen to death in the "freezing" river of time.
After Chen Qingliu held his hands in a leisurely manner, he looked up and saw the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth connecting. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Bai Ze, just hand over the words, it's okay to stop anyone or help anyone, it's all free."
Then I, Chen Qingliu, can follow the clues.
Qingming Tianxia, Baiyujing, Lingbao City.
Pang Ding stood on the railing for a moment, then turned around and walked into the temple. The layers of mysterious restrictions were layered. Pang Ding, who was a man with an old man's appearance, was a little frustrated in the battle of worshipping the ceremony, moved forward step by step, like crossing several "mirrors", leaving figures of different postures, old appearance, old age, middle-aged Taoist priest, young Taoist priest, young boy, young boy... and then from a child to a young boy... Finally, Pang Ding came to an yin and yang fish altar, climbed up the stairs, sat up on the cushion, folded his hands on his abdomen, Pang Ding gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, smiled, and his vow was fulfilled, and the fourteen realms were in full.
Ten thousand years ago, Chen Qingdu and his two close friends, Long Jun and Guan Zhao, asked about Jiantuoyue Mountain together.
The predecessor is an observation of what "li Zhen" in the later generations saw in this life. No one knows how far it is. What "mainstream" he once saw and why the rivers changed their routes have become a mystery.
There is a remote and barren land with thin spiritual energy in the southeast of the wilderness, and there is an inconspicuous unknown cave among the mountains.
Last time on the night boat, Chen Ping'an talked about some hidden means of hiding in the two worlds. The Haoran Tianxia has been removed one by one by one by the Confucian Temple.
But in the wild world, Zhou Qinggao, who was a disciple of Wen Hai, and the female sword fairy Liubai, seemed to have a sense of consciousness. They had already hidden themselves. Except for their senior brother Shouchen, who personally protected the Tao, the other new throne monsters lost their traces.
Inside the cave, there is a stone table surrounding the table for three fellow disciples.
The female sword cultivator Liubai, who was in the Jiashen tent in the past, has been wearing a fishtail cave robe all these years.
Shouchen said calmly: "Junior sister, you are the biggest 'blank' for your husband in the world. Of course, I, Zhou Qinggao, are all. What will happen next depends on your plan."
Liubai lowered his head. Zhou Qinggao sighed, frowning, "I still want to review the game with Lord Yin Guan."
Shouchen just stared at his junior sister and said, "Not only you have no choice, we have no choice."
However, the realm, the sword cultivator of the Ascension Realm, who is as high as a new throne, cannot know that there is a man in white robe outside the cave, waiting for the rabbit to end the ceremony.
After the heaven and earth appear as a line of collision.
The fire filled the sky, shining like daylight.
It was like the way of heaven descending and began to overwhelm the world.
The entire Haoran world is slowly sinking at a speed that even monks cannot detect.
The rivers, lakes and seas in the nine continents of Haoran are like human bodies, with subtle pulses sounding, gently rising and falling, strong and long.
The wild Dianshi chose to stand by and watch. Feng Yuanxiao, the colorful world, was confused and did not know why the Tao was unstable. The martial artist at Runyue Peak was hard, and he was the one who had the best intention but lacked strength. He was the one among the several worlds who were suppressed by the Great Dao. Although the Qingshi was suppressed by Zhou Mi in the past, he could only turn into a pure martial artist. On the contrary, the Haoran world that was most incompatible with the Great Dao. Liu Xian, who was even able to "compete" with the Supreme Master, chose to stand by a scholar within the Confucian Taoist tradition and resist the brand new divine power together.
At the National Master's Mansion, the girl with mink hat finally made some moves, and her body was like a rainbow. The entire Dali Capital City shook with dust. Bai Jing held a short sword and showed the "truth" and ascended to heaven.
Above the city, the young man with yellow hat and green shoes set off and intercepted Bai Jing's handing over the sword.
Two extremely fast figures were about to contact at the border between the two lines of heaven and earth, and at the Haoran Heavenly Curtain. Bai Jing's Ascension Realm suddenly became extremely fast, making Xiao Mo, the fourteenth realm, unable to catch up with him. Xiao Mo immediately sacrificed a flying sword in his natal to pull a star outside the sky.
When I looked up, I saw a familiar smiling face of a girl. It was a little stagnant, and Xiao Mo was a little slower to "hand the sword".
Bai Jing glanced down at him, and she grinned and said, "Xiao Mo, I like you."
Finally, there was a monk on earth who could break into the golden pillar of light.
The price was that she instantly fell into an immortal, seven kinds of scattered Taoism, jade primitives, and twelve scattered Taoisms...
With magical powers alone, no matter how high your killing power is, I am afraid you can't break the outermost layer of glaze, and use the ancient Taoist veins to face the Taoist veins.
It moved the whole body with one blow. In an instant, the golden light that rose from the world resisted the decline of falling again and again, and finally began to rise slowly.
Outside the sky, a rainbow light came from the thunder in Qingming. It was a strange "Dharma" that seemed to be broken everywhere but complete.
Judging from her appearance, she is a very heroic woman.
Bai Jing glanced at her, and the latter said frankly: "Qingmingwuzhou."
In an instant, my city used the towering magic figures of six arms, each holding a divine weapon, and used objects cast by the ancient heaven to chop off this brand new divine way.
I have long disliked Zhou Mi.
Xiao Mo pulled Xie Gou out, used a magic trick, and sent him back to the human world, and at the same time he added the position of "Bai Jing".
Jiang Shangzhen was at the Kuasu Ferry and smiled with the anxious young man beside him, "Brother Cui, I will rely on you to protect me from now on."
Cui Dongshan came to his senses and immediately grabbed Jiang Shangzhen's arm, and persuaded him anxiously: "Don't sacrifice that willow leaf, it's meaningless, listen to me..."
However, Jiang Shangzhen had already sacrificed the newly repaired flying sword "willow leaves". It was like a green boat rising from the earth, soaring straight into the sky.
Cui Dongshan was silent.
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, "The True Lord is broken, the beast of the throne, the swordsman, the Wu Shuang surrender of the 14th realm, and the first ancestor of the military corps, Jiang She, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. He has long been used to fighting such ruthless wars and fighting death!"
A flying sword outside the sky shattered on the spot.
It's not entirely for Chen Ping'an and Luopo Mountain, or even for the sake of the world. Jiang Shangzhen just couldn't help but want to say something to himself and the world. Jiang is naturally not a good bird, but he has done some good things. What will happen to the world in the future? What kind of world is like in the world, what kind of world is, what kind of thing do you love.
Jiang Shangzhen didn't wipe the blood on his face and murmured: "If the world could really survive this disaster, there were countless smart people in the world who would laugh at us for not dying earlier and being hurt sooner."
Desolate Mountain.
The young Taoist priest suddenly moved and worked hard on his own. Finally, he put his sleeves in his hands and squatted on the ground.
A pile of mud and sand, a piece of stone. It is divided up and down.
Two piles of mud and sand of different sizes are divided into left and right, with a branch across the middle, like a boundary line, with a small grain of sand placed on the branches.
The Taoist priest who had his head off the wooden hairpin was stunned and could not see anything, but could not get the answer.
Chen Lingjun came to the mountain gate for no reason. Seeing the fairy lieutenant squatting, he ran over to join in the fun.
Xianwei explained: "This is probably the world in Zouzi's eyes."
Chen Lingjun asked carefully: "Who, what name, which rotten egg?"
But it’s Zouzi who is very early in "The Book of Passersby".
Xianwei smiled and said, "It's the Zouzi you think."
Chen Lingjun ignored it, rubbed his chin, and looked at the picture on the ground, "Master Xianwei, what does Taoist Master mean?"
Xianwei pointed to the stone, "Zou Zi felt that this stone would fall down at any time, either smashed, pushed away or crushed through mud and sand. Any mark on the mud and sand in the world, which was a huge price, such as death of many people."
Chen Lingjun, yes, nodded, "It makes sense, it makes sense."
Xianwei smiled and said, "I think it makes sense?"
Chen Lingjun said: "It must make sense. Such a big stone, just walk around casually..."
The young boy in green who was indifferent pointed to the picture and corrected: "If you use the metaphor of the world, there is not only mud and sand below, but the surroundings of the stones are full of soft mud and sand. Not to mention the rolling stones, if they shake a little, they will be traces."
The Xianwei sighed: "Yes."
Chen Lingjun smiled and said, "It's easy to deal with!"
The Xianwei said in confusion: "It's easy to deal with?"
The boy in green patted his chest, raised his thumbs up, blinked his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Xianwei, look at me, are you loyal?"
The Taoist chuckled softly and said, "Tell me, I'm very moral."
The boy in green stretched out his hand to block his mouth, "I don't have to worry about morality when I am the only one on the mountain master. Haha, there was a Lu Lao San in the past. Maybe because of his fists and feet, he used morality to suppress me and persuaded me to leave the Luopo Mountain. Guess what, I will say, the general meaning is that even if I don't talk about morality once or twice, the mountain master will not blame me. Lu Lao San was stunned on the spot, stunned, as if he was impressed, and he would never advise me to travel far away with him."
Chen Lingjun pointed to the stone, "So my method is very simple, just let the mountain master be a good person. He is okay with patience, so everything will be fine."
The young Taoist priest suddenly said, "That's it."
Chen Lingjun asked, "Master Xianwei, you are not sure about fortune-telling anyway. Why don't you help our mountain master calculate a fortune? Can you, and when will you become a sword cultivator in the 14th realm?"
The Xianwei looked complicated and said, "It seems too late."
Chen Lingjun wondered: "Are you anxious to pee or want to shit? Don't let it go, hold on for a while, and do not delay the chance to do a fortune. Brothers, you won't laugh at you if you pull your pocket..."
The Taoist Immortal Wei felt helpless and waved his hand to send the unrestrained Uncle Chen back to the original position in the mountains.
The little girl in black also came here. She was as big-hearted as the little boy in blue. She didn't ask the reason, so why did she suddenly come to the mountain gate?
Xiaomi Li squatted down and took out the melon seeds from her sleeve and handed them over. The young Taoist priest waved his hand. Xiaomi Li stopped eating melon seeds by himself, but just accompanied Taoist Taoist priest Xianwei to look at the ground.
Xianwei asked, "Xiaomili, do you think there is really a good person in the world who can save the world by giving up one person?"
Xiaomi Li nodded without hesitation and said, "There must be some. There are always many bad people in the world, and there are so many good people. Bad people are powerful but not intent, and there are so many good people who are weak but not intent."
Xiaomili scratched her face and grinned, "Good people suffer more grievances, so they are worried."
The Taoist priests pointed to two piles of mud and sand respectively.
"There are more of this pile, it's called disappointment."
"There are fewer piles, called hope."
But Xiaomi Li suddenly saw the branch and asked curiously: "Xianwei Xianwei, what is this guy's name?"
The Taoist hesitated for a moment and said, "It's called despair."
Xiaomili scratched her face again, "Ah? It's so pitiful. I don't dare to find a friend for it. Xianwei, what should I do?"
The Taoist priest put his hands on his sleeves and smiled and said, "I don't know, I'm worried."
Then the Taoist Xianwei saw Xiaomili sneaking into his pocket. The Xianwei asked with a smile: "Well?"
Xiaomi Li yelled, "It's good that I'll be disappointed more by myself."
The Immortal Guard hesitated and said, "Your good man, the mountain master, may not go home."
Xiaomi Li was stunned for a moment and asked carefully: "How long will it take to go back? How many days? How many months? How many years?"
The Xianwei remained silent.
Little by little, the "disappointed" Xiaomili hesitated for a moment, frowned with the sparse brows of the egg yolk and tense their faces. After a while, he suddenly became happy and continued to put the "disappointed" into his pocket and sleeves, shaking his head, cute and foggy eyes, and said to himself: "No, good people will be rewarded, good people will be destined to be the heavens. Good people will be the master of the mountain will go home soon..."
The Taoist priest reached out to support the wooden hairpin, but the Taoist priest turned a little bit crooked. The Taoist priest was silent for a long time, nodded, and smiled and said, "Hope."
Above the vast land, the infinite green mountains and clear waters in the world seem to slowly reach out, hoping to gently embrace a wanderer who is far away from a foreign land and lead him home.
Qingming is in Ruzhou, a nameless spiritual realm view.
The small hill gate, with pine waves, a dim oil lamp lit in a room, and finally told the story of the landscape with the young man Chen Cong. The young man rubbed his chin and thought about it, he couldn't be the protagonist. It was too hard, especially when he met a dog like Cui Yan as a Taoist protector, how much resentment he had to deal with his junior brother's heart... The young man suddenly suggested, "Uncle Chang, the story is not erotic, another one, the boy is still a boy, which can make my appearance more handsome and handsome, and speak a little more and do things more arrogantly...
Uncle Chang just picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewed it carefully, raised his hand, pressed his fingers against it, leaving only a thread.
Chen Congcan smiled brightly and said, "What I know is that his two lines of good and evil have been very close since childhood. Haha, who am I? I read carefully and listen to books with great concentration!"
The old man nodded and asked the young man a question, "Then the question comes. Do you think the one who was imprisoned by him is divine or human?"