Chapter 21, the reincarnation of plain clothes, the change of heaven

"Thief, why did such an unwarranted calamity befall you?"

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"Disciple Suyi, I am willing to worship under the Heavenly Master, listen to the mantra of the Great Dao, and take it as my responsibility to help the righteous path of the world!"

In the East China Sea, Ailao Mountain, a childish young man, kneeling step by step and climbing the mountain, kneeling respectfully in front of a cave gate. The surroundings are lonely, there are fairy orchid grass, lush, countless auspicious birds and beasts strolling.

However, the mountain is lonely, and the heavy stone gate shows no sign of opening. It seems that the owner of the immortal mansion in the cave is no longer here, and he travels around the world with auspicious birds, looking for immortals and visiting friends......

"Kill!"

On the battlefield, a shout of killing shook the sky, and a white figure rode alone. The silver chain mail reflected the white horse's shiny mane, and the black spear was wrapped in a little red tassel like a flowing fire.

In the distance, there is an endless army, black and oppressive like a tsunami, like black clouds that follow the sky, to the end of the horizon......

"Young man, I see that your bones are strange, but you are a rare cultivator, why don't you worship under my door and be my heir?"

In Loulan City, an old man in red with a kind face, looked at an unkempt little beggar, and said with a pleasant face.

"What can you teach me?"

A faint flash of fire flashed in the eyes of the immature young man, but it was extinguished in a flash, with a kind of indifference.

"I have three thousand avenues, and all the rules can be mixed, what do you want to learn?"

The corners of his mouth showed a slight smile, but Lao Dao looked at the little screaming flower with a vigilant face.

"Can you teach me to kill the sky?"

An innocent word, the young man looked teasing, but with a kind of coldness and expectation, while the old Tao on the side suddenly changed color, only to feel a kind of unprovoked palpitation instantly penetrate his back......

"Nan no Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn came, and a golden Buddha shadow appeared in front of a man in white, blocking the man's way.

"Bald, you dare to care about me?"

The man in white is like a jade, with a spear in his hand, and he has the pride of dominating the world, but his face is a little gloomy at this time.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has entered the path of demons, and the monks are compassionate, how can the poor monks sit idly by?"

The Buddha's eyes were full of compassion, and the sky was full of golden flowers, and light and rain were flying. There are bursts of sandalwood, refreshing people's hearts, rumbling sounds, and boundless Zen sounds.

"Demons? What is Demon? I cultivate the Seven Killing Sword Dao, I am the devil! ā€

The man in white laughed wildly, a strange blood color flashed in his black pupils, and a powerful aura roared out......

"Kill! Haha......"

In the ruined ancient city, a white figure staggered, holding a torch in his left hand and a spear in his right hand. The silver armor had long been tattered, the white cloak was stained with blood, and there were broken walls and countless corpses all over the place.

"Kill ......"

He looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes exuding an inexplicable wildness, pathos, unwillingness, and loneliness.

"Kill!"

He raised his head again, his beard and hair were all open, and the killing intent was as cold as the wind, whistling in the wilderness.

"Suddenly, there were madmen sharpening their knives at night, and the emperor star was fluttering and high. From now on, why do you have to spare your hands to kill people......"

A cold song suddenly sounded, and the lonely and dilapidated city gate suddenly opened, and there was a boundless black shadow with a murderous aura......

"You are?"

In the Butterfly Valley of Qingqiu Mountain, in front of the courtyard in the center of the valley, a jade hand gently pulled open the firewood, revealing a curious plain face behind it.

"A lost traveler."

Tsing Yi looked at the familiar pretty face in a daze, and for no reason, he only felt amazing, and even, more amazing and real than countless times when he dreamed of it in his dreams. In a trance, there was a figure that gradually came from the depths of his mind, and gradually, it coincided with the person in front of him, clear and beautiful.

"Giggles!"

Smelling Tsing Yi's words and seeing the other party's stunned look, the girl covered her mouth with a smile. There seemed to be countless peach blossoms on the cheeks in an instant, with endless shyness and brightness.

It seems that he witnessed the moment when the hollow valley orchid first bloomed, and under the cover of countless morning glows, the beautiful scenery made Tsing Yi's heart tremble.

Rumble!

In the end, those forbidden memories finally exploded like a torrent, and the fragmentary pictures were coherent, as if they had reappeared through countless epoch faults.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and Tsing Yi only felt a cramping pain in his heart, and the pain was suffocating. The picture in front of him was blurred, because Tsing Yi was crying, for hundreds of millions of years, the Dao heart that had spanned countless eras and was like gold was shaken at this moment, and there were almost cracks.

"Without you, what is the use of me coming here to become enlightened? Without you, I would be lonely even if I lived forever. ā€

muttered, two lines of tears fell from the corners of Tsing Yi's eyes, and he looked at the girl in front of the door so stupidly.

"You are?"

The girl's eyes were slightly puzzled, and a pair of bright eyes were kind, like two divine springs, clear to the bottom, as if to reflect to the bottom of people's hearts.

Airplanes!

A faint fluctuation came out, and the girl in white raised her hand, and the fragments of time flew towards Tsing Yi's eyebrows. The movements are light and fairy-like, without a trace of fireworks, which makes people not want to avoid them at all.

What's more, with Tsing Yi's divine perception, he didn't feel the slightest hostility, and among the three realms of the desolation, he could have counted all the people who could have made Tsing Yi feel threatened.

"Dayu!"

With an exclamation, when the girl's fingertips like jade onions touched the eyebrows of Tsing Yi, a little colorful brilliance flashed, and the girl actually shed a lot of tears.

"Not ......"

As if obsessed, she gently touched Tsing Yi's cheek, and the girl muttered to herself: "You are not Dayu, you are the reincarnation of Dayu, and you no longer belong to this time and space." ā€

But the gaze that looked at Tsing Yi was different, and from that autumn water-like gaze, Tsing Yi clearly felt love, shyness, amazement, and resentment! made Tsing Yi's heart tremble.

"Come in."

Slightly let go, welcomed Tsing Yi into the door, the girl closed the door again, and led Tsing Yi towards the backyard. The steps were light, like a water lotus flower floating slowly, so that Tsing Yi was always restless, and his footsteps followed, for fear that the person would disappear in a blink of an eye......

"Big brother!"

In the chaos, when Nuwa and the guide left, the Tongtian Sect Master couldn't wait to speak, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and turned his head to glance at the somewhat vague Zixiao Palace behind him.

"Shhh

Seeing his brother's expression, Lao Tzu seemed to see through his thoughts at a glance, took a slight breath of cold air, and then raised his hand to shoot out a golden light. In an instant, he wrapped the two people who were nearby Tongtian and Yuan Shi, and fell towards the chaotic red sky.

"Big brother?"

Yuan Shi Tianzun also spoke, with a hint of doubt, but the Taiqing Saint was still silent. The moment he entered the Great Red Heaven, he raised his hand one after another, and played more than a dozen Great Dao runes, and the Taiji Diagram and the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda came out together to suppress this dojo.

In an instant, the aura of the Great Red Heaven was even completely wiped out from the Heavenly Dao, disappearing into the depths of chaos, and from all the dojos in the Flood Desolation, they all let out a sound of surprise.

"The two virtuous brothers are really confused!"

After everything was done, Lao Jun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at the left and right two, and sighed softly.

"Huh?"

Hearing the words of their eldest brother, Yuan Shi and Tongtian were surprised, and they didn't seem to realize where they had provoked Lao Tzu to be so panicked.

"Hey!"

Seeing the expressions of the two, Lao Jun shook his head, but he didn't say much, his expression changed slightly, as if he was considering how to explain.

"Brother, I just wanted to ask you, what do you think of Teacher Hongjun's decree in Zixiao Palace?"

Seeing this, Yuan always spoke again, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes, and it was obvious that his heart was quite uncalm. Because of the great reform of the Heavenly Dao, the Great Tribulation appeared and was exterminated, and because the Dao Ancestor in the Zixiao Palace personally decreed that the three sects of the Dao Sect must act in accordance with the Heavenly Dao.

"Big brother, I always feel that Mr. Hongjun ......"

When the Tongtian Sect Master on the side heard this, he also asked weakly, and his eyes clearly meant this.

"Presumptuous!"

A wave of vigor was born from the Taiqing sage, and a clear light was seen from his eyes. Like a fairy sword, it slashed through the void, slashing away the elusive rules of the Heavenly Dao in the dark, and silenced the Tongtian Sect Master on the side.

"Don't be suspicious of the two virtuous brothers, God's will is like this, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, how can I afford it alone?"

After a long time, the Taiqing sage finally let out a long sigh, and then spoke to Yuqing and Shangqing nearby, meaning something.

"This ......"

Tongtian and Yuan Shi heard this, but they glanced at each other, and saw that Lao Tzu no longer spoke, his eyes were closed, and the clear light in the Qingyun above his head seemed to be too empty.

The two of them also sighed softly, closed their eyes one after another, and the two figures gradually blurred from the two cloud beds......

A few days later, a bell rang in the East China Sea Zizhi Cliff Biyou Palace that shocked the Three Realms, and countless rays of light gathered from all over the Three Realms, which amazed the power of the Three Realms.

"All Buddhas visit" and "Ten thousand immortals come to the dynasty" are the intuitive evaluations of the Three Realms of the Flood and Wilderness for this extremely prosperous and prosperous first religion in the Flood Wilderness over the years, but they have never been as deeply touched as they are today.

The dazzling light was huge, like a meteor across the sky, and it did not hide his identity as a disciple of the sect. With a kind of arrogance and strength, the sectarians have always been so straightforward, with a pure heart, and never hide it.

These disciples of the sect, except for the fallen Shi Ji, the Four Sages, and the Ten Heavenly Monarchs, should have followed the sect master's edict to "recite the Yellow Court quietly", and they would not go down the mountain until the battle of the Ten Thousand Immortal Arrays at the Jiepai Pass.

or died in the calamity, turned into ashes, or went on the god list, and worked hard for the heavenly court for countless calamities, or was lured by the West to cross into the Western religion, and became a 3,000 guest in the red dust of Buddhism.

Among these people, many of them are figures with heads and faces in the Three Realms, and they are the number one in the Three Realms Daomen. For example, Kong Xuan, Zhao Gongming, Luo Xuan, Sanxiao, etc., are not inferior to the so-called Daomen master Xuandu Grand Master and Duobao Daoren, and are known as outstanding existences among the descendants of the flood wilderness.

At this point, all of them have gone down the mountain......

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