The night sky calmed down, with only the blazing Yin and Yang fire of Taiyi Immortal Sect. () The mountain-protecting formation was broken, and Zhuge Buliang and the mysterious figure disappeared into the night sky.
Yin Mengli stood with a sword, like a mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens, her white clothes set off her divine appearance. She looked at the place where Zhuge Buliang disappeared, and suddenly felt a little entangled in her heart. Although Zhuge Buliang's words just now did not make any impression on Yin Mengli, they somewhat touched her.
heart.
"Li'er, are you not injured?" Fairy Zhu Yan flew up and looked at Yin Mengli with concern.
Fairy Zhu Yan looked at Yin Mengli's face, her eyes fluctuated slightly, and said: "Mengli, your face looks so bad. Don't take what the thief said to heart. He is just thinking about cholera." [
"Yes." Yin Mengli nodded, and her complex expression immediately returned to coldness.
"Damn it! Let him escape. Next time I see him, I will crush him to ashes." Aomori's eyes shot out two fierce lights. His two dragons were burned alive by Zhuge Buliang, so he naturally harbored hatred towards him.
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Fairy Zhu Yan looked back at the Yin-Yang Fire that was enveloped by the Yin-Yang Fire, and frowned tightly.
At this moment, the headmaster Zhu Feiyun and the core figures of Taiyi Immortal Sect are working hard to fight this special fire. The Yin and Yang fire is not an ordinary flame, and it takes a lot of effort to fight it. The fire burned for three days, and all the immortal mountains of Taiyi Immortal Sect were destroyed.
Most of it has been melted by the yin and yang fire, and the entire Taiyi Immortal Sect was almost incinerated in the yin and yang fire.
Some important places such as the elixir storehouse, the classics storehouse, and the spirit beast garden were all incinerated in the yin and yang fire. This was a huge loss to the Taiyi Immortal Sect.
Looking at the messy ruins, the headmaster Zhu Feiyun took a deep breath, feeling sad and regretful that the largest sect in the Southern Territory had ended up in this situation, and the person who caused all this was just a mere Concentrated Soul Transformation Cang.
little person.
"What is the identity of this person!" Zhu Feiyun began to pay more attention to it and no longer regarded Zhuge Buliang as an ordinary cultivator. Although his strength was low, the things he did were earth-shattering. First, he killed Nanhuang's direct disciple,
Feng Qishan killed several successors of the great sect, and even pursued the little Xuannv Mu Yuchen for thousands of miles, and now another fire almost completely burned down the Taiyi Immortal Sect.
And so far, I don’t even know the identity or even the name of the other party.
Fairy Zhu Yan came to Zhu Feiyun's side, her face also solemn.
"Elder Guangzhen and the people from Xuantian Sect have left." Fairy Zhu Yan said.
"Yes." Zhu Feiyun nodded, looking thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhu Yan pursed her lips, raised her head and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely find the person who committed the arson and commit the crime and remove his head."
"First investigate the identity of this person and the mysterious person who stole the "Pojun" volume." Zhu Feiyun made a calm judgment.
Zhu Yan nodded, her face solemn, she hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Grandpa, the person who set the fire seems to know Li'er."
"Well?" Zhu Feiyun turned around, a little surprised.
Zhu Yan said: "When that man was fighting with Li'er, I could feel that the man was quite excited. It seemed that he had known Meng Li before and had a close relationship. It was not difficult to tell from his words that that man must be
Know about Mengli’s past life.”
"You mean this person comes from the mortal world, he is an ordinary cultivator!" Zhu Feiyun had already heard the hidden meaning of Zhu Yan's words.
"It's very possible!" Fairy Zhu Yan nodded.
Zhu Feiyun fell silent and his face became serious. After a moment, he said: "Keep a close eye on Mengli. She is the hope of our Taiyi Immortal Sect's future. We must protect her even if we risk our lives."[
Zhu Yan nodded with a complicated expression and stopped talking.
On a quiet mountaintop, a beautiful lady in white stands facing the wind, with fluttering black hair and fluttering clothes. She is sacred and untainted by the world. She stares into the distance, as if she has fallen into some kind of longing. The complex color in her eyes flashes away,
Immediately it returned to coldness.
Half a month later, the incident of burning Taiyi Immortal Sect spread quickly in the Southern Territory. Many people talked about it. This fire almost destroyed Taiyi Immortal Sect. On that day, Taiyi Immortal Sect was shrouded in Yin and Yang fire, and the Yin and Yang Qi soared into the sky.
, the first to get the news were the cultivators of Dayu City, and many of them even flew to the vicinity of Taiyi Immortal Sect to watch.
After learning that it was Yin Yang Fire, many people had already guessed that this matter must be related to the mysterious young man who was chasing Mu Yuchen in Fengqishan.
For a time, rumors were flying all over the sky, but no one knew what the deep hatred between the mysterious young man and the Taiyi Immortal Sect was, so much so that he almost wiped out their roots with a fire.
As for Dayu City, the largest city in the Southern Territory, it was also turbulent during this period, and cultivators from many major sects in the Southern Territory arrived.
The little mysterious girl Mu Yuchen arrived carrying the Xiaoyue Sect's most precious treasure, Yue Liuli. Everyone knew that Mu Yuchen had a deep hatred for the mysterious young man, so they were not surprised by this.
Although the Nine Yang Immortal Sect is in the Eastern Region, it also sent a successor to the Southern Region.
Dayu City became more lively than ever.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang had no idea that he had already become famous in the Southern Territory. He was hiding in a mountain, flipping through a book called "The Picture of the Spring Palace" in his hand, but the vivid pictures in it could not move him. After a moment,
, Zhuge Buliang waved his hand, threw "Spring Palace Pictures" on the ground, and cursed: "Damn it, you ruined these two comic books, I almost survived! Don't let me see you again, or give me a blow
Fire will burn you to death!"
After escaping from Taiyi Immortal Sect that day, Zhuge Buliang could not find any trace of the mysterious man. The mysterious man should have received the news a long time ago. Xuantian Church took the "Pojun" volume to Taiyi Immortal Sect, so he sneaked in quietly.
Taiyi Immortal Sect is waiting for the opportunity to take action.
But what Zhuge Buliang couldn't figure out was that with that mysterious man's good skills, why didn't he attack the Xuantian Sect on the way, but had to wait until he did it in a place like Taiyi Immortal Sect? This would not put him in a situation where
Danger?
Or maybe, this mysterious man actually had other purposes for sneaking into Taiyi Immortal Sect.
Zhuge Buliang stood up, looked into the distance and took a deep breath. The beauty in white appeared in his mind again.
He clenched his fists tightly, and a ball of anger burned in his chest. He didn't know what Taiyi Xianzong did to Yin Mengli, which would make her become a completely different person. But Zhuge Buliang kept this revenge in his heart, and now
His strength is not enough to confront the Taiyi Immortal Sect head-on. If he wants to take revenge, he can only grow up quickly.
"boom!"
A big mountain was smashed into pieces by Zhuge Buliang, venting his grief and anger.
The Southern Territory is so vast that it took Zhuge Buliang more than ten days to find a city. He tried his best to stay vigilant and sneak into the city. Since the transformation of spiritual power, Zhuge Buliang discovered that no matter what he became,
One's own original energy cannot be changed, so the shape-shifting technique becomes useless.
It may be because of the change of true energy into spiritual power, which even Zhuge Buliang himself cannot explain clearly.
As soon as he stepped into the city, Zhuge Buliang felt a kind of Sanskrit singing sound coming from outside the sky echoing in his ears, and his spirit was suddenly moved. Looking at the cultivators around him, coming in and out, they all looked normal and seemed to have died.
No wonder.
The sound of the Sanskrit chant was exceptionally clear, like tens of millions of Buddhas chanting sutras.[
"Young man, is this your first time coming to Qianye City?" An old monk stood behind Zhuge Buliang, with his hands clasped together and his appearance solemn, but he was dressed in rags.
"Master, is this city called Qianye City?" Zhuge Buliang asked with a Buddhist salute, because he did not see any name marked on the city gate when he entered the city.
The old monk chuckled and said: "This city has existed for a long time. There have been wars and wars for tens of thousands of years, but Qianye City has not been destroyed even though it is riddled with holes. Do you know why?"
Zhuge Buliang shook his head blankly.
The old monk did not answer directly, but said: "Any practitioner who comes here for the first time will be surprised. Do you wonder where this Buddha's sound comes from?"
"Yes." Zhuge Buliang could only hold it in his hands and speak.
"Look there, the reason why Qianye City has been able to exist for so long is entirely because of the protection of the Buddha." The old monk pointed to the sky.
Zhuge Buliang looked along the old monk's hand and saw a golden light flying in the sky above Qianye City, like a swimming dragon, hovering over Qianye City. Looking closely, in this golden light, there was a
Make an object that is more than a foot long with a golden light all over it.
"That's it" Zhuge Buliang was surprised.
"That is the Demon-Conquering Pestle, a Buddhist treasure!" the old monk explained.
"Conquer the Demonic Pestle!" Zhuge Buliang was surprised. The small stick, which was only more than a foot long, turned out to be a Buddhist treasure.
"Dare you ask me, senior?" Zhuge Buliang clasped his hands together.
"Old monk, I am the lord of Qianye City." The old monk smiled slightly and shook the tattered cassock on his body.
Zhuge Buliang looked at the old monk across from him in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was the lord of this ten thousand-year-old city. Are the lords so poor? They can't even afford to buy clothes.
"What is the name of the old man?"
The old monk said: "The old monk's name is poverty."
"Oh, I can see that." Zhuge Bu nodded. It could be seen from the other person's appearance that his life was poor and difficult.
"I wonder if my little friend can go to the old monk's house." The old monk suddenly changed the subject and said.
Zhuge Buliang was stunned for a moment and subconsciously became on guard.
The poor monk chuckled and said, "Don't panic, little friend. In fact, as soon as you entered the city, the old monk already felt that you have the aura of a Buddhist treasure in your body, so he appeared here to have a little chat with you."
"This" Zhuge Buliang was confused. He had a Buddhist treasure on his body, which even he himself didn't know about.
"My little friend, can't you trust the old monk?" the poor monk said with a kind smile.
"That's not what I meant." Zhuge Buliang shook his head hastily.
"Buddhism pays attention to the word 'fate'. The old monk is not trying to pry into the treasure of the little friend. The Buddhist treasure is obtained by those who are destined to get it. There are just some questions that need to be proved. The old monk pledges his life as a guarantee and is aware of the intention to harm the little friend."