The altitude of Lushan is only 300 meters, and it is also low in the seventy-two peaks of Nanyue, but the spiritual mechanism of the thousands of criss-crossing leylines in Nanyue of Shenzhou has ended up with the last peak, and it is the vast situation that occupies the confluence of hundreds of rivers.

Thousands of years have passed now, the vicissitudes of life, the clouds are long, the Yuwang Divine Monument has long been gone, leaving only a vain name of the Yubei Peak, monopolizing this vein shape victory.

Sucheng City has developed rapidly in recent years, Xiao Er has complained many times that the haze brought by industry and vehicles makes it difficult to see the blue sky and white clouds in the surrounding areas of Sucheng, but he doesn't know that only on this Yubei Peak, he can watch the starry sky at night.

Under the starlight, the remains of the god monument of the year, only a low stone platform remains, full of cracks, moss-mottled, silently telling the passage of time and the magnification of heaven and earth. And I don't know who it is, on the stone platform and put a bluestone chessboard, there is a black and white staggered game of remnants, as if to deal with the stars, the chessboard has also been difficult to distinguish the vicissitudes of life, the chess pieces on it have grown into one with the chessboard, I don't know which dynasty and which generation of relics.

On the left and right of the chessboard, a monk sat opposite to each other, and his clothes did not move in the mountain wind, only the faint words drifted away with the wind.

"Friend, that party is famous for being one against six, what can you see?" The Taoist crane has a childish face, and he is moist and bright, but his tone is old.

"No, I didn't. The monk was wrinkled, his face was a little lester, but his voice was very young.

"It's strange, Poor Dao hasn't seen the root of this Fang Ming, could it be that this demon jumped out of the stone?"

This was a joke, of course, but the monk replied seriously: "No." ”

After knowing each other for 180 years, monks have always spoken concisely and to the point, and Taoists have long been accustomed to it.

"Does my friend think that the person behind Fang Mingzhao will be the one from twenty years ago? if it is really him, what exactly do you want Fang Mingzhao to do this time?"

Twenty years ago, the demon saint who betrayed the immortal demon domain visited Sucheng, and this monk had joined forces for a while.

The demon saint proposed a shocking plan that would not harm the heavens and reason, but also make the two factions of Lushan suppress the three sects in one fell swoop and become the leaders of the sects in the world, but was politely rejected by the monk who had scruples at the time.

After the monk talked about the Tao together, the demon saint was still unwilling, so he proposed to use his own plan as the topic, and invited the two to deduce the general trend of the world with great magical powers, and in the end, more than 600 kinds of future situations were deduced, but the success or failure was mixed, and the demon saint had to leave.

When this demon saint left, he was not angry or annoyed, but said with a smile, since he can't figure it out, it's better to wait and see.

The demon saint claimed that he had already learned the essence of the three fundamental Dao methods under the Dao, and the two of them were skeptical at that time.

Now that Yuan Yuan is in the world, this Taoist really saw a little shadow of the demon saint in Fang Mingzhao's behavior.

The Taoist asked knowingly, but the monk bowed his head and pondered for a moment, and then replied, "Yes." ”

Cultivation has never been divided into mountains and mountains, and the avenue has never been biased towards private or demon clans.

"Friends and poor people see the same thing. The Taoist smiled and nodded, "In this way, the Sanssouci Stone is just a test for Fang Mingzhao and Nanqiang two demons, whether it is the three sects, you and I are the two factions, but they have all become the whetstones of Fang Mingzhao and Nanqiang, but I don't know if these two demons can pass this level." ”

"Difficult. The monk looked south and shook his head.

The Taoist understood that the monk was not only talking about Fang Mingzhao and Nanqiang.

The fighting method of the supernatural monks in the glazed bowl in the south was already a power in the eyes of Xiao Er and the others, but they would not enter the eyes of the two of them, what they were thinking about was already another game with the person behind Fang Mingzhao.

It's just like the deduction back then.

"Minghang and Mingzhang have their own mental disabilities, if they can see the origin of that famous and powerful mana, they may be able to go further. The Taoist also turned his gaze away, but what he said was his own junior disciple.

That person may have been considered to have such a catastrophe in Fang Mingzhao's life, so he wanted to use the disciples of the Daomen sects as his whetstones, but the two people on the chessboard didn't make Fang Mingzhao a whetstone to sharpen his disciples.

The sect on the mountain has always acted like this, not only afraid of cause and effect and not daring to move lightly, but also able to advance bravely and take against the sky.

As for the disciples, if they can't see through the barrier, can't they cross this threshold?

That's just for them to go back to the mountains and continue their practice.

Even if you don't become a real person, you can also pass on the Fa-rectification incense for the sect, even if it is hopeless, you can always keep it for hundreds of years.

This is the confidence of the endless inheritance of the great sects on the mountain.

This is also the root cause of the deep fear of many secular institutions in the co-governance of yin and yang towards the mountain sects.

The white-clothed Wenqu of the Tianli Division, who did not hesitate to abandon his foundation and betray his master, but also wanted to dispel the bad customs of the world's sects, indeed had great perseverance and determination that were rare among cultivators in the world.

"Alas, that one has a great plan, the inheritance of the three sects of the exercises is a game, and the open and secret battle of yin and yang co-governance is another game, in addition to the two games that stir up the general trend of the world, he even opened another game with his disciples, this kind of courage, poor Dao has to admire. The Taoist sighed and looked down at the ancient chessboard in front of him.

It was a game he had with the monk in front of him a hundred and eighty years ago, and it has not yet ended, but since seven years ago, this game has not been lost.

"More than that. ”

The monk's withered palm brushed lightly over the chessboard, and his fingertips dotted on the white piece he had dropped seven years earlier.

The Taoist also moved his gaze to the chess piece, with a complicated expression: "Yes, the demon fetus pacified the rebellion in the South China Sea seven years ago, and completely changed the direction of the game of mountains and rivers between friends and poor Dao, but now the situation has changed, but this dead chess piece occupies the important place to fight, and the Tianli Division and my gangster have become the fourth game of this Sucheng, and things are becoming more and more difficult to do." ”

"It's not difficult. The monk shook his head slightly.

Buddhists always look at things in the world differently than Taoist priests.

The Taoist looked bitter: "In the final analysis, after all, there are too few good seedlings in the poor Daomen, and the tired poor Daoist has to worry about these trivial matters at an old age, my eldest disciple has been in retreat for fifty years, and even my master doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, the second disciple looks down on my mountain gate, and the third brother is the same hard work as me, and the rest don't mention it, my senior brother will leave a disciple, but he is still sad because of the death of his senior brother......"

"Long-winded. The monk complained coldly.

"I'm afraid that you won't believe it, if you weren't dragged down by these things, Poor Dao devoted himself to hard cultivation, maybe he wouldn't be able to open the gate of heaven, Poor Dao for the sake of you and me, even the big thing of ascending has been delayed, why don't you allow Poor Dao to complain?" Alas, speaking of my big apprentice, he is stubborn, he doesn't even believe in the teachings of the patriarch, he has long been able to refine the void god, but he prefers to cultivate what three-form solution, what to ask for is really free, and he has not been able to get out of the customs until now, and I really don't know when I can survive this hard life. ”

"Wait. The monk was so unbearable that he closed his eyes, and it seemed that he really wanted to stay here until he was old, and let the Taoist speak again, but he would not say a word.

"Ha, you old bald, so wait. ”

The Taoist chuckled and plucked a mushroom from the gap in the ancient stone platform: "Back then, the heavenly book of 'Demon Fetus Destroying the World' came out, and the various sects on the Sanqing Hall agreed, if Xiao Yi, the Demon Fetus of Destroying the World, entered the realm of great freedom, then the whole world would punish it." Poor Dao and ask you, if he comes to Sucheng in a few days, will you make a move or not?"

“……”

After a long time without speaking, the Taoist looked up, and the monk's body was silent, but his bald head was slightly pointed, and his voice was bursting, and he was already asleep.

The Taoist shook his head wordlessly, and then suddenly had an idea and placed the mushroom on top of the old monk's bare head.

The Taoist mushroom shook on the monk's head with a funny look, and smiled with satisfaction.

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At this time, thousands of miles away, the world-destroying demon fetus with bloody eyes and heavy eyes in the prophecy was looking at the snow-capped mountains under the starry sky, climbing silently.

The Qingyuan he was in was not so much a plateau as a whole towering continent.

In the highest depths of Qingyuan, known as the "Roof of the World", are endless ice peaks inserted into the sky.

The birds in the mountains are extinct, and even the ascetics of the Holy Buddha Palace, who claim to be willing to suffer from the infernal hell for all sentient beings, are not willing to set foot here.

The air was already thin, and a gust of cold wind made it even more impossible to breathe, Xiao Yi's face was as usual, and he walked up step by step on the ice peak.

The ice was steep, but he walked steadily, neither leaping nor climbing, but walking upwards step by step as if he were walking on the ground, his posture slanting with the mountain, but his stride did not change at all, as if gravity had completely useless him.

The sound of the wind faded away, and it seemed that all the sounds stopped spreading with the thinning of the air, and the further he walked up the mountain, the quieter the surroundings became, until he stepped on the top of the mountain, and found that the highest place in the world was silent.

Then Xiao Yi said softly: "Open the door." ”

Check the water meter, he silently added in his heart.

As his words fell, the snow-capped mountains shook for a while, and the fragments of ice picks on the top of the mountain that had been frozen for thousands of years fell sparsely, and below the mountainside, there was a loud rumbling sound.

A huge portal rises from the iceberg, the stone gate is carved with Elysium, surrounded by Buddhas, but the portal is closed, only a huge white-haired ape drills out of the mountain along with the giant gate, the door is more than ten zhang high, the giant ape is also three zhang high, Xiao Yi is like a child in front of it.

"Amitabha—"

The giant ape looks vicious, but its eyes are smart, it is like a monk with his hands folded, chanting the Buddha's name, and there are Sanskrit sounds around him.

"This benefactor, why did you come to my Bodhi Domain?"

Bodhi Nirvana, eternal life in the Northern Underworld.

Since the contract was made back then, the four demon domains have been hiding from the world for a long time, and the demon clan in the demon domain walks the world, and it is easy not to reveal their identity and origin.

The world has been peaceful for so long that many young monks have forgotten that this side has been fighting for thousands of years with the cultivation world.

The older monks in the world only knew that the entrance to the Bodhi Demon Domain was above the Qingyuan, but very few people knew that its entrance and exit portal was actually the world's first peak.

Xiao Yi looked up at the giant ape, clenched his fists slightly, and then took out a document stamped with the bright red national emblem and the bright red official seal, and the title of the document was three huge bold letters: "Investigation Order".

"Tianli Si Wuqu was ordered to investigate the case, and asked the Bodhi Demon Domain to cooperate with the investigation. ”

At the same time, a special plane with a specially approved route is slowly taking off from Gyeonggi Capital Airport.