This sound fell, and the powerful aura stirred up one after another, and the first to go up the mountain was actually the Demon Sect Blood Refining Hall, which had been in decline for hundreds of years, and one by one the vampire bats spread their wings, clustering around a curious-looking guy like the stars and the moon, his right eye was a full three circles larger than his left eye. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

You're a monster, aren't you......

The loose cultivators began to be unhappy, in such a grand and solemn place, you dare to walk in the forefront of a strange species, won't this discredit our monks, so they started to coax.

"Yo, old man, there are so many bats, aren't you afraid that the golden light of Chaoyang Peak will barbecue them on the spot?"

"That's it, that's it."

"But Pure Yang Zhenren is dedicated to the way of heaven, where would he care about this kind of thing, but let this guy pick up a bargain......"

"You see, the people of the four major lords are also here."

Cang Song raised his eyebrows, looked into the distance, and saw an elegant boy volleying into the void, and the huge spiritual pressure had to be retracted the moment he entered the Taiji Square.

Behind him was a big man with Angzang, his eyes opened and closed, the power of death was dignified and silent, this person's steps were steady but light, so that Dao Xuan Zhenren couldn't help but admire.

"What a turtle ......"

"Ghost King Sect Qinglong, bring the Xuanwu Holy Envoy to watch the ceremony!"

The five leaders nodded their heads, and another disciple of Zhike led the way for a few people to take their seats.

Hundreds of miles in the sky, a black and white mirror light came from nowhere, and it did not conflict with the Taiji diagram on the canopy, and in the blink of an eye, it was outside the square, and in the mirror light, the deputy hall master of the Changsheng Hall and dozens of disciples appeared.

"That's ...... Yin-Yang mirror? ”

"Immortal Hall Meng Xu meets the five firsts!"

On the distant mountain road, Qin Wuyan slowly went up the mountain with more than a dozen people, unlike the Ghost King Sect and the Immortal Hall, he didn't use the light, and he had always been very low-key.

What a low-key person......

So what is a bunch of colorful vipers and poisonous insects that you are following?

Pets?

Pedestrians avoided it, and no one wanted to wipe their saliva in this solemn place......

Colorful clouds fluttered in the sky, and a faint piano sound came from the sky.

"Boast that there is no double color in the world, and the first fragrance ...... independent world"

The sound of this piano is different from Tian Ling'er's pure and elegant music, but it is like a young girl singing shallowly, indescribably soft and moving.

Everyone looked up, and they could see twenty girls in pink palace clothes, with stunning faces, a beautiful blood lotus between their eyebrows, one by one with low eyebrows and a shallow smile, their skirts were flying, and their feet were as slender as the moon, and they were accompanied by a burst of floral fragrance...... Looking up at the bottom of the skirt, the small half of the smooth and bright calf is on top of it...... Why is it a cheat artifact known as "safety pants"......

The leader is like a fairy, with a faint glow between his cold eyebrows, seductive, wearing a goose-yellow dress, with a smile and a soft and charming posture, looking at the five saints of Qingyun at this moment, his lips bloomed with a smile that was incompatible with the surroundings, it was the beloved disciple of Mrs. Sanmiao, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, and the golden bottle of the famous Demon Sect.

"Greetings to seniors on behalf of the younger generations......"

Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded, and looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl with a smile: "Being able to integrate the purity of the pure saint with the splendor of the demon is natural, so that the master deserves the title of the first incense in the world." ”

"Real people praised ......"

At this time, a few more monks came to the square, and the one headed by was the somewhat stupid monk in Zhang Ziyang's mouth.

This monk is dressed in a white monk's robe today, like a white cloud in the sky, very clean, he bends down in front of the five people, and recites Amitabha.

Before Dao Xuan Zhenren could speak, a chic and elegant guy in a blue and white robe suddenly jumped out from the side.

"Little master, don't come unharmed."

The monk sighed in his heart, secretly said that it was not good, and had a bitter face on his face: "It was fine, but when I saw the elder holding the sword, I was afraid that it would be very bad." ”

Zhang Ziyang smiled slightly and looked at him: "The little master's robe is also plain. ”

The monk didn't know what he was thinking, so he lowered his eyebrows and said quietly: "Foreign objects disturb the heart, and you should maintain a pure view." ”

Zhang Ziyang laughed secretly in his heart, snorted and said: "The robe is divided into five clothes, seven coats, and three grades, the so-called Antuohui, Yudora monk, and Sangha Li, your robe looks like a beach coat, what is it?" The Vini Sutra also says, 'When the bhikshus' clothes fade, the Buddha listened to them dyed with ten colors: one is mud, two are the bark of the Bharva, three are the bark of the Bhatha, and the fourth is not grass......

The faster he spoke, not only the monks of Tianyin Temple were shocked, but even the elders of Qingyun First felt strange, secretly wondering when this guy went to learn the Shamen tongue again.

They didn't know that since the last time they were told by this little monk in West Lake, the sword elder was ruthless in his heart, and he made up a lot of Buddhist scriptures, and he didn't learn much about the truth, and these crooked things came out of his mouth.

“‘…… There are also three bad colors and five bad colors, blue and black are mixed, and they are not the right colors, which are called bad colors. What kind of bad color are you in plain white? It is not suitable for the style and color, and the emptiness is obsessed with the beauty of the skin, which is really confused and ridiculous. ”

Fa Xiang's words were stagnant, and he was just about to open his mouth to defend himself, but when he thought about it, he was afraid that he was prepared, and whatever he said was wrong, so it was better to respond to all changes with the same.

had a certain mind, just saluted Zhang Ziyang and kept his mouth shut.

"Yo, I'm still going to learn to close my mouth ......"

Dao Xuan Zhenren waved his hand to stop Zhang, who was about to release his mouth: "Senior Brother Zhang, you are a guest from afar, you don't have to be embarrassed." ”

The sword-wielding elder shut up

He smiled at the little monk and said, "Are the four monks still in good health?" ”

The monk touched his head, he was pure and innocent, and he could see that everyone secretly praised it in their hearts.

"Shizun and the two uncles meditate every day, which is very good, but Uncle Puzhi has always been untrustworthy, and the disciples don't know how."

Dao Xuan nodded: "Master Puzhi is pure and wise, has a great/Dharma fate, presumably he will be an Arhat on the day he returns, so you don't have to worry too much." The real person's tone changed: "I wonder if the two congenitals on Lei Feng are also here?" ”

Fa Xiang smiled slightly: "The head of the Buddha was no longer in Tianyin three years ago, and the little monk didn't know it, but the Venerable One ...... here."

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

The faces of the six people changed slightly, and they looked to the west, originally there was an extra point of light on the canopy of the sky where the starry night evolved during the day, but as soon as they moved, they suddenly bloomed, illuminating the entire mountain range in an instant, and then illuminating the sea of clouds that stretched for thousands of miles.

The light came first, the sound came later, and an extremely powerful sound came from all directions, as if thunder was slowly rolling in from afar.

The sea of clouds was blown into a great chaos, floating powerlessly like catkins in spring, and was torn into various shapes.

The person who came was thousands of miles away, but he didn't know what means were used, thousands of miles away, but it was imminent.

A loud laugh shook the heavens and the earth.

"A pneumatic mountain and river!"

Vigorously breaking through the Taiji diagram, a swastika Buddha light seemed to come from the western sky, and fell straight to the place where the golden dome of Chaoyang was.

On Chaoyang Peak, there is a song sound to invite.

Whether it is a Buddhist Venerable or a pure Yang Zhenren, they have gradually broken away from the five aggregates of mortal dust, and they are all existences above the heavenly dome, and everyone present has no resentment except for amazement and curiosity.

Except-

Li Xun, a famous gentleman in the Incense Valley who was walking on the mountain road, covered his waist with one hand and scolded at the same time: "The bald man almost scared Lao Tzu's urine out." ”

There was a woman beside him, with black hair like clouds, falling and beautiful, with a face like a hibiscus, dignified and beautiful, snorting coldly, and didn't care that he went up the mountain.

"Senior sister, junior sister, you wait for me, it was really Zeng Shushu's bastard who got me drunk yesterday, and I really don't know what happened later......"

…… A little slut with a raccoon dog

…………………………

Seven Veins Huiwu, the first day.

I don't know how many eyes are looking at today's green clouds.

The lights are like flames, covering the heavens and stars.

The young generation of good and evil are exhausted, there are the sword dances of Xiaozhufeng's sisters, the wonderful appearance of the demon disciples, the glory of Taoism, and the Sanskrit singing of the Buddha.

The dull beat of the drum was like coming from heaven.

It was the four martial gods who beat the four elephant drums.

Tian Ling'er was dressed in red makeup, her eyebrows were picturesque, her hands were swaying, she was clear and elegant, and the disciples of Hehuan picked up the pipa in their hands, playing a song of ambush on all sides, the mountains were high and the waters were long.

The twelve beauties in the golden bottle danced, as quiet as peonies and as moving as lilies.

Lin Jingyu was dancing with a sword, the sword aura was cold, and the people around him scattered one after another.

Qi Hao, who was drinking and laughing with Qin Wuyan and Song Daren in the distance, suddenly darkened his face.

Teenagers and girls wear gorgeous or plain clothes, and have gorgeous dreams that will never wake up.

Some laughed wildly, some were debauched, and there was a girl in a green dress.

The girl who seems to swim away like a butterfly wearing flowers, looks up at the fireworks exploding in the sky, the cheers like silver bells attract the people around to look sideways, under the brilliance of the sky, the girl feels something, turns around, and stares at the golden light on the Chaoyang Peak with a smile, and the autumn pupils of the cut water shine with moving brilliance, this amazing pure and flawless, gentle and fiery eyes, but Li Chunyang has never seen it before.

Wan Jianyi gently stroked his gray beard, hundreds of years ago, Senior Sister Su danced in the city, Shang Zhengliang went crazy everywhere with a wine bowl, and Shui Yue was plain white, fluttering in the blazing eyes of all the disciples.

Xiao Yicai sat in the corner, his fingers were slowly beating to the sound of the piano, sixty years ago, there was Li Chunyang in green clothes, in order to refer to the sword in the Yuqing Palace carved the phoenix, there was Zhao Mingyue on the Hongqiao to lead the moon into the sky, playing a song of lovesickness to break people's intestines, there was a group of equally unbridled partners here laughing and coaxing them to get married quickly, and some people were sad.

Shang Yuan was looking for a familiar Hehuan disciple in the crowd, and there was a Zeng Shushu next to him who wanted to be the biggest gentleman in the cultivation world, and there was also a Fa Xiang who was worried about how to be polite with tea instead of wine, and followed behind a young man dressed in blue and white and shaved to find his brother everywhere.

Zhang Ziyang was lying on the roof of the Yuqing Palace, holding a jar of spirits in his hand, his eyes were hazy, as if he was thinking of someone he could not forget in countless reincarnations.

In this glorious scene, standing at the top of the world, the people with the most wonderful opportunities and life experiences, tell the same story in this feast.

This is their green clouds, this is their story.

Heyang City, which is three hundred miles away, can see the splendor here, and the whole world must listen to the sounds of heaven here.

The people who came to watch the ceremony were already speechless in shock, and the eyes that stared at Tai Chi Square were some intoxicated, some nostalgic, and some fearful.

This is Qingyun.

For thousands of years, countless heroes have gone forward to suppress the wild demons one after another, and have guarded the green clouds of the backbone of the human race.

It was true thousands of years ago, it was true a hundred years ago, it was true 60 years ago, and it was true today.

Ling Qingbo, the little disciple of Dazhu Peak, who was ignored by everyone at some point, quietly watched this grand banquet, his black and bright eyes reflected the fireworks and brilliance in the sky, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

The five-year-old seemed to be aware of this, looked at the eastern sky, then slowly turned around and disappeared into the dim light.

……………………

On the coast of the East China Sea, the sea breeze blows suddenly, and the surging sea water rushes to the shore one after another, with a roaring sound and endlessly.

After thousands of years of erosion by the waves, the coastline is much higher than the sea level, and the surging waves push to the shore and immediately turn back, and then collide with the waves behind, setting off monstrous waves, surging into the sky.

A broken wooden plank floated and approached with the waves, and suddenly, a delicate and miserable white arm stood out on the plank, and then, a girl with long black hair got out of the sea, lying on her back on the plank and gasping heavily, her eyes were staring at the blue sky in the sky, and her quiet and crazy blood-red eyes contained the infinite thirst for freedom and life......

The girl wearing a blood-red gorgeous palace dress stretched out a pair of small hands to block the sunlight shining on her face, and a charming smile spread on her gorgeous face.

She turned her head sideways to look at the West, her expression confused and sad, but instantly determined.

"How many years...... Brother Huang, I've finally found you......"