"Gongsun, today's Longdu, good and evil are parasites and poor people, insects can sneak into the body of the entire Jinju to parasitize and survive, but they can't break through the solidified class cage, desperate, but in the end, they are in the same room, you die and I am injured. ”

Longdu, Taiqing Palace

The string of iron horse wind chimes under the eaves, ding ding dong.

Zhou Qinshang, a monk who was already standing on the top of the dragon capital of Huainan.

The candle flame in a room could not dispel the gloom of the hall.

But standing in place at this time, his temples were slightly white, and his high-spirited eyes could not withstand the haggard face, his eyes were dim, and only a little movement would he raise his head in a daze and float in all directions.

There was a young man in front of him, who slowly walked up the steps, but did not enter the main hall and sat down, looking at Zhou Qinshang, who was standing in place and not saying a word, pulled the sleeve robe of his lower body halfway, and knelt down on his knees.

"The sons are not filial, the barbarian army has offended my Jinjiang territory many times, but we and tens of thousands of elite soldiers can only retreat to the West Chu Mountains, allowing the two countries of Qi and Tang to retreat to the second line, this is the life of Qi Tang, and it is also the life of our Great Jin. ”

Zhou Qinshang nodded indifferently, and he didn't know if he really heard it, or subconsciously reacted, but he was lazy, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, yawned, and didn't respond.

The young man who was snubbed in front of him, not only did not have the slightest irritation, but actually smiled bitterly, held the clear sake in front of him, and drank it all.

"Where would I have thought that Fan Xuanyu's woman had such a far-reaching calculation, and she could really move out such a true god to stir up trouble in Jinju Capital. ”

"You are wrong, Fan Xuanyu is just a monk of the Three Heavens of the Thunder Tribulation Realm, although it is enough to call the wind and rain in this Huainan, but in the Yuan Dynasty, he was given a causal calamity, resulting in the entire Huai Realm, and even Huainan has no place for her, since she can't be a chess player, she simply retreats again and again, pretending to be trapped on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Demon Slaying Platform, and then the flag was accidentally hit by Fan Xuanyu, and the cause and effect were discovered, and now Fan Xuanyu doesn't know where she is. ”

"Silence, Long Chang, appeared in the South China Sea City. ”

The young man shook his body in the jade bottle, and after this cup, there was a subtle drunkenness.

A hundred years ago, it was said that the Tianlong Temple in Huaixi had no grass in a radius of thousands of miles, and it was the two monks who crossed the thunder tribulation together on the Tianlong River in Huaixi. Zhou Qinshang opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

"These two people appeared in the South China Sea at the same time, forgive Erchen for suspicion, I am afraid that there will be a big event in Nanhai City in the near future, the Chen family and the Li family stationed in Nanhai City, and the entire Nanhai City may only be able to speak in front of them. ”

"Chu Ruoqian and Zhu Hongying, this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, if there is a change in Nanhai City, you let Gao Lin continue to be confined and strictly guarded, and if there is an accident, you will act immediately, and don't give that person the slightest chance to save people. ”

He said with an indifferent expression, "Even if the Jin capital perishes in this dynasty, I will let the entire Huainan be buried for my Zhou family's ancestral hall." ”

Nanhai City, sunny day

Zhou Yusheng went out of the city in the middle of the night, rested for a few hours in the inn outside the city, and entered the city at ten o'clock at noon.

At this time, it was late at night, but the moon was not so round, and the autumn wind in the entire Nanhai City was as bleak as a winter night.

Zhou Yusheng drove the carriage into a dilapidated temple and lit a fire to prepare for a break. It was obviously a summer night when cicadas were singing, but his eyelids couldn't stop beating wildly.

He couldn't tell how he felt, he just felt that something was getting closer and closer to him.

The murderous aura made that place almost go backwards, but when he regained consciousness, the white paper scattered on the ground fell from mid-air, he touched his legs, and then found that he had not lost anything.

However, the finger of white paper fell to the ground, as if it fell in his heart, he wanted to reach out, but he didn't have any consciousness, and held the white paper tightly between his palms.

"In the past few days, you may have figured out the most heavily guarded time period in Nanhai City, the South China Sea auction is about to begin, not to mention a small number of famous and wealthy businessmen in the entire Huainan will appear in Nanhai City, there is no way to enter the Tiandi Pavilion of Nanhai City, and all we can do is to grab the auctions of Nanhai from the hands of these merchants. The Tsing Yi Taoist said with a serious expression.

"And there have been a lot of forces on the official road in the past few days, even if there are many masters in the clan, it is impossible to walk through the official road of Fenglin completely, they can only get rid of the group of rats behind them through the horn forest on the horn mountain. ”

Silence, a monk who is known as the closest monk to an immortal monk among the hundred monks in the world.

But standing in place at this time, he bled for no reason, and his body was rickety, like a mountain pressing on his shoulders.

No one knows his name, only that in spring, summer, autumn and winter, they all wear shabby robes that are as lonely as dead leaves, and they can find many cracked patches on the dirty and shabby robe.

"Boy, I remember the man. There was a rare hint of jealousy in the tone of the Qingyi Daoist.

"A monk who has lived for a hundred years, and has become a monk in three lifetimes, is known as a monk who is lonely. ”

Zhou Yusheng remembered a legend, although it was the first time he saw such a silent monk with his own eyes, but since he was a child, he liked to listen to various legends on the rivers and lakes. For example, there is such a saying in the rivers and lakes.

"Silence is the monk who is closest to the boundary of the entire Huai Realm. ”

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, letting his throat try to pull three points, but the blood-covered silence, his clothes were torn, like a rotten wood on a yellow spring that had crossed thousands of generations with wind and sand, and he slowly looked down at him, witnessing the moment he crossed the threshold.

The void is trembling.

"Is there any water?" Before Zhou Yusheng could say anything, his lips were already chapped and withered, and he spoke in advance.

He just burned the candle flame in front of the temple, slightly sleeved, and the candle flame in the room dispelled the darkness of the room, only the candle incense in front of the Buddha that seemed to be burned out of life was not burned.

Zhou Yusheng lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

"You've just heard about some things, and it's been so miserable, and now do you think you're qualified to say the word 'kill'?"

His empty pupils, like a hundred flowers spreading, burned out the prison of seven emotions and six desires, just like Zhou Qinshang said, he made a desperate bet, but in exchange for being in the same room, you will die and I will be injured.

Kull Silence put one finger together, and there was only one left in the palm of the whole hand, but he still clenched the ten fingers, closed them with difficulty, and then silently recited in his mouth, Amitabha.

From beginning to end, the silence seemed to be unheard of, and Zhou Yusheng sat on a pile of licorice, listening to the general text before the silence was dying.

"Little friend, the spirit in your body, I seem to have seen it there. Silent stood up silently, those cloudy eyes, the moment he turned around, it was like a wide world, and the essence of anything was as transparent as if it were in front of his eyes.

"Cui Zhengbei of the Xuandao Sect, I had a very good relationship with him in Zhongzhou back then, and now it seems that the monk who crossed the river in the eight hundred borders has fallen into a divine soul possessed by you. ”

"Cui Zhengbei?!" the Qingyi Taoist mechanically repeated the name, but in his memory, the name Cui Zhengbei was like a blank, he was just quiet a little, and his expression returned to the calm of the past.

Looking at Zhou Yusheng's blank look, he smiled expressionlessly, Zhou Yusheng saw such a creepy smile for the first time, just one glance, it was as if he was trapped in that swamp-like smile and couldn't extricate himself.

"Cui Zhengbei, the poor monk traveled in Zhongzhou, although he was not called the first monk in Zhongzhou, but he was also a happy and vengeful person, when I made friends, in a place called Eight Hundred Rivers in Zhongzhou, I witnessed the birth of a Taoist system. ”

"Daotong?" Zhou Yusheng asked puzzled.

"There are nine realms of thunder tribulation, and each realm will attract eight thunder tribulations, and after the nine realms of thunder tribulation, the so-called fading into immortals is the Dao system. ”

Silence looked at him with a faint smile.

"And the divine soul in your body is the great disciple of the Xuandao Sect who has entered the Dao system back then, Cui Zhengbei. ”

He looked into the distance, raised his arm and flicked his fingers, and the iron horse wind chimes under the eaves of His Royal Highness Taiqing suddenly sounded with a ding dong.

Huaixi, Green Lantern Temple

The first ancient temple in Huaixi.

Sit down on the Buddha, look at the former Yuan Shi Tianwang, Lotus Peak.

A lotus platform that has not been used for 3,000 years slowly opens.

It is forbidden to enter the Ascension Realm outside the mountain, and it is also forbidden to go out of the Ascension Realm on the mountain.

Sitting high on the throne, a young man carried a sword scabbard on his back, but there was no sword in the scabbard, slowly opened his eyes, and looked up at the flickering Lotus Peak: "Uncle Silence, it's time to break the realm." ”

"Silence is not my green lantern person, this time I broke the realm, I'm afraid I will never come back. ”

Green Lantern Temple, Wutai Mountain.

The abbot of the Green Lantern Temple, the ancient man of the Green Lantern, smiled and said, "Zhuyin, this retreat is to seal the body with a sense of aura. ”

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Nanhai Pavilion

On the first floor, Chen Yong'an, the king of Chen, Li An, the envoy of the protector of the country, Chen Guanqing, the master of the Nanhai Pavilion, the chief worshipper Lu Jiezhen, and the four generals who have been guarding the South China Sea all the year round, all looked at a young monk.

It was the young monk who was outside Nanhai City before, with a gray face and a little stammering when he spoke.

However, looking at this posture, it is obviously not the posture of Xingshi asking for guilt, the posture of the pavilion master Chen Guanqing to entertain the guests, although everyone's faces are a little unhappy, but behind the obscure darkness, there is a little more stammering and pan-friendship.

It was really this young monk who looked really different from the so-called monk, and almost wiped out all the food in the Nanhai Pavilion for January.

And it looks like it can only reach the level of fullness.

"The poor monk is full. "After a full meal, I still don't know whether I am alive or dead.

The monk sighed, turned around and crossed the threshold, walked back to the building, bowed his head and said, "My Buddha is compassionate." ”