The fierce winds and tornadoes that once ravaged the Jiuhua Mountain Realm have now been completely annihilated in the tide, turning into the extremely pure spiritual energy of the Heaven Realm, nourishing the dead silence and withering of the ancient mountain realm.
Ji Yuenian stared at the mountain realm that was slowly glowing with vitality in front of him, with a calm expression, and said: "Today's Jiuhua Mountain Realm no longer needs to support those heavenly gods. On the contrary, it is broken and rebuilt, with such a vitality. If
In a few thousand years, this realm will surely transform into a blessed land filled with spiritual energy."
Between the twists of light and shadow, the girl hidden under the wide black robe appeared, landed beside Ji Yuenian, and said: "The two immortal gods just now came from the Supervisory Office of the Tang Dynasty, and now these two people have reincarnated and passed away.
, Supervisor Tiansi must have sensed it, we should return to Yueling Small Realm quickly."
Ji Yuenian glanced at her, with a slightly radiant look on his face, and said: "Although the Tang Dynasty spanned most of the southern continent, it was still only a land of Buddhas. How dare you talk about 'supervising heaven'?"
Ji Qingchan shook his head and smiled: "Having said that, if the Supervisor of the Tang Dynasty really wants to take you as the Great True Lord, it will be very simple."
As soon as he said this, there was indeed a strange radiance in the very far away place, and Ji Yuenian even noticed a vague sense of energy here.
Dark psychic karma fire appeared in the depths of Ji Yuenian's pupils, burning away this wisp of energy induction, and said: "Have you found Immortal Lord Ziying?"
The black-robed girl nodded and said: "He and the other two Great True Lords from the Kunlun Sage Realm left the Wutai Mountains together, and now they are able to travel to the edge of the Nanzhan Buzhou Continent and the bank of the Liusha River."
"There are some unfinished causes and effects in the Quicksand Palace." Ji Yuenian raised his head and looked at the magnificent Hanging Wutai Mountain Realm on the border of the continent. "I will give you this sword. I need to go there."
Meet an old friend."
Chen Shuang's long sword turned into a rainbow, flew around Ji Yuenian, and then fell into the hands of the black-robed girl very obediently.
The girl in black robe was holding a three-foot snow sword. She was silent for a moment and then said, "Now that you have broken free from the curse, what is happening to the flute-dancing goddess now?"
Ji Yuenian withdrew his gaze from the distant and blurry Wutai Mountains and turned to look at her.
The girl in black robe was not timid at all. Hidden by the black robe, a strand of black hair hung down from her fair-skinned jade ears. Her eyes with a blush of makeup looked at Ji Yuenian steadily without any dodge.
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After a few breaths, Ji Yuenian turned his head slightly, avoiding her eyes, looking at the Jiuhua Mountain Realm below him, and said: "His soul was strangled by the Shen Shuang sword, and the heart-devouring true fire and bluestone stone embryo
Escaped."
The girl in black robe nodded and said: "The flute dance goddess has a lonely heart. If her soul does not die, she will definitely be detrimental to you in the future. Although she has not been truly killed this time, it can be regarded as a temporary end to the cause and effect.
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The spiritual sense in the far distance of the sky suddenly became intense. Ji Yuenian's expression condensed slightly and he said: "I think it is the creatures from the Supervisor Tiansi of the Tang Dynasty who are heading here. You can go back to the Yueling small realm. I will go there right away."
That group of people from the Quicksand Shrine."
"good."
The black-robed girl responded lightly, then jumped up with the Chenshuang sword in hand, and in an instant she sank into the void of the realm wall, turning around to the small Yueling Realm.
As Ji Yuenian's thoughts moved, the psychic karma fire swirled up, and strands of pitch-black flames filled his body, turning into a curtain of black fire, cutting off all causal induction.
"The art of thirty-six transformations, the art of renewing spirits and changing lives, the art of avoiding death and prolonging life, the art of 'splendidly performing the teachings of the Three Vehicles'..."
"Brother Yuan Qing taught the Dharma three times. It's time to repay this ray of love."
While muttering, Ji Yuenian's figure twisted and dissipated under the protection of the psychic flame, heading towards the Liusha River at the border of the continent.
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The Liusha River originates from the Tianhe River in Shangjing, and finally flows into the West Sea, straddling the intersection of the two continents. The bottom of the river boundary is where the Liusha Jieyuan is located.
boom!
A pillar of blazing white light with a radius of thousands of feet crashed down, and the incomparable aura of heaven filled the air. Countless heavenly soldiers and generals looked solemn in the fairy light, and descended on Jie Yuan with the brilliant power of heaven!
All the creatures in the Quicksand Palace looked horrified, kneeling on the ground under the reflection of the supreme sky light, and even their souls trembled a little.
The rays of light from the heavenly realm reflected into the abyss, shining here like day. A golden-armored god held a golden thread and brocade silk, his eyes were cold, and the voice of the sky spread in all directions: "By the decree of the heavenly realm of hell, summon the great god of rolling curtains of Liusha Shrine.
Come see you immediately!"
Above the Quicksand Palace, the handsome white-robed god appeared with a somewhat surprised expression. He raised his head and looked at the scroll of brocade silk carefully, and said, "Roll up the curtain to see the god."
The golden-armored god looked down at the great god of rolling curtains and said in a cold voice: "Let me ask you, can the incarnation of the eight-treasure golden-bodied Arhat of Namo, a creature called 'Wu Jing', be found in this quicksand palace?"
middle?"
The white-robed roller was stunned for a moment and said, "Report back to God, that Wu Jing is right here."
Between the distortion of light and shadow, the handsome young man in Taoist robes appeared and stood beside the white-robed god.
The golden-armored god glanced at the young man in Taoist robes, with a cold look in his eyes, and said: "Going to the Hell Heaven Realm to inherit the Buddha's decree from the Eight Treasures Golden Bodied Arhat of Namo, lock up 'Wu Jing' immediately!"
As soon as he said this, an incredible and terrifying power descended from the pillar of light in the sky, directly blasting through the divine light curtain of the Quicksand Palace. The torrent surged and suppressed the young man in Taoist robes in the cage of sky light!
The figure in the white robe with the curtain quickly retreated hundreds of feet away, looking at the terrifying cage above the Quicksand Palace, with a hint of fear on his face, and said: "I dare to ask God, why is the Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat?"
Will you issue this Buddhist edict?"
The golden-armored god put away the golden thread brocade silk in his hand and scolded: "The Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat is so high up there, how could I know about this?!"
After saying this, he seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the white robe curtain with some pity and disdain, "If I remember correctly, you are also the incarnation of the Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat, but
Now that we are in such a situation, being bullied in such a small area, it is really pitiful."
Hearing this, the white-robed roller couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his eyes. His palms were clenched tightly under the sleeves of his robe, and even his knuckles turned white.
However, after seeing the Taoist-robed boy being suppressed in the Tianguang Cage hundreds of feet away, the white-robed curtain slowly released his clenched palms and said in a hoarse voice: "This is what God taught me."
Seeing this scene, the golden-armored god laughed towards the left and right and said, "Open your eyes wide and take a good look at this loser!"
The surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals all echoed the words, laughing wildly, and even worse, they spat fiercely at the white-robed roller curtain, not even treating it as a great god registered in heaven.