As soon as Mo Fei recited the mantra, the originally calm and immovable formation flashed with inspiration, and there were clouds and mist rolling within it.

The Taoist mantra in Mo Fei's mouth seemed to have triggered a little mystery contained in the formation, making the formation in front of him dissipate violently, and a seal character spiritual text "Yuan" rose up, and in the slowly dissipating formation aura, it was conspicuous.

Many of the Xuanmen feather warriors behind were surprised, and they looked at each other for a while. Why did this Mo Zhenren just do something, and the formation was broken, it's as simple as that? Could it be that he is really the destined person that the purple and pure people and white jade toad are waiting for?

But seeing this seal character spirit text floating in the void, the glory is magnificent, and many Xuanmen true cultivators bathed in this spiritual light, all of them felt that their bodies were warm, as if they were soaking in a hot spring, and the feeling of refreshment was indescribable in words for a while.

Before they knew it, the monks in the Golden Courtyard Cave Heaven were immersed in a wonderful realm.

In the majestic Tongbaiguan Hall, a purple and white jade toad with white hair sits on a futon under the statue of the Sanqing Patriarch, his eyes are half-open and half-closed, motionless, like a wood carving.

In the incense burner in front of the statue of Sanqing, the smoke curls up, and the smoke like a thin veil slowly drifts in the main hall.

This ancient Taoist temple, shrouded in a hazy morning mist, looks like a silhouette floating on floating clouds, which is extraordinarily silent and solemn.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest slowly pushed open the door of the temple and walked in gently. The rising morning sun shines obliquely through the dense branches and leaves in the courtyard, and the golden speed of light obliquely shines in, making the originally solemn and quiet palace suddenly come alive.

"Master. According to your instructions, the disciples have already gathered back the junior disciples who are still traveling in the red world, and they are in their respective Dan rooms, and I don't know you."

"Peng Yun", Zi Qing Zhenren said softly: "Put this Shangqing Spirit Talisman into the formation in the Jinting Cave Heavenly Dao Temple, and take a few of your junior disciples to Zixiao Peak to meet as a teacher in a while."

After a pause, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the main hall. The middle-aged Taoist priest Peng Yun picked up the spirit talisman handed by the purple Qingzhen person, but saw a bright red seal character "Yuan" written in cinnabar on the rune paper.

Peng Yun couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Teacher, what does this mean?" ”

But thinking that the purple Qing people have already cultivated to the body of a true immortal, the supernatural powers are unpredictable. There must be a mystery in what is done. So I didn't think much about it. Hurriedly walked to the mountain behind Tongbai Temple, and opened the Jinting Cave. According to the instructions of the Zi Qing Zhenren, he put this talisman seal in the formation within the cave sky.

On the Zixiao Peak of Tongbai Mountain, the purple and halal white jade toad sat on a large bluestone under the ancient pine. The top of the mountain is covered with mist. A milky white mist drifts between the peaks. Faint, like a layer of tulle, hazy and ethereal.

Look around. The sea of clouds is vast, like Penglai fairyland, like a mirage, on the countless peaks and mountains, in the misty clouds, are dyed into pale gold by the glow, and the mist that slowly rises in the valley blends, changing the brilliance of all colors.

Zi Qingzhen people looked at the Tongbai Temple shrouded in a faint mist on the mountainside, and couldn't help but sigh slightly. I don't know if after a thousand years, this Tongbai view can still exist. The vicissitudes of the world, the changes in the wind and clouds, who can predict what the future will be like, even when the gods are powerless, let alone this small Taoist temple in the red dust.

At this moment, several figures shuttled through the mist in the mountains, but it was Peng Yun who led the juniors and disciples to control the light.

"Teacher." All the disciples saluted in unison.

Zi Qing Zhenren said slowly: "Twenty years ago, for the teacher's divination and calculation of the heavenly machine, the laws of heaven and earth have changed, my Xuanmen Immortal Dao will have a catastrophe, and the Dao inheritance will have a doom. This providence is irreversible, and even the Sanqing saints are helpless. ”

After saying that, his eyes slowly swept over the top of the mountain, and he said: "However, under the way of heaven, there must be a glimmer of life, although the teacher does not know when and who this line of vitality should be, but it is faintly calculated that it is the descendant of the Tiantai lineage, and we are close neighbors."

However, the peaks of Tiantai have many hidden true immortals, and the details of them are that they think that the way of the teacher is not thorough. The approximate time can only be estimated, but it should be thousands of years later.

Now the difficulty of the Xuanmen has faintly come, the immortals have ascended, a few days ago, Tiantai Mountain Yuxiao Peak Dao Yin Zhenren and the ten friends of the immortals have ascended to the upper realm, for the teacher to ascend is imminent, I have to convene you and others.

In the future life, the red dust immortal will die, and you will have no hope of ascending after waiting, but you must also keep your heart, and the Taoist heart will not retreat, and when there is a turning point in the future, remember to remember. ”

After that, he meditated on pranayama and let go of his own cultivation. Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged on the Zixiao Peak of Tongbai Mountain, and the vision was generated. Purple Halal mud pills burst out of the immeasurable purple light, reflecting the red color of Tongbai Mountain, and there are auspicious clouds in the sky, and colorful rainbows across the peaks.

For a while, the fragrant mist was steaming, and the wonderful sound was surging. In a mist of auspicious light, the purple Halal people slowly ascended to the sky.

The disciples knelt on the Zixiao Peak, stunned, looking at the vision that slowly dissipated in the air, as if they were in a dream.

Since then, no one has soared in Tongbaiguan. As the immortals hidden in the red dust soared to the upper realm, the Xuanmen Immortal Dao gradually fell silent.

In the void, the spiritual light emitted by the seal character spirit text gradually became faint, and finally disappeared completely. Many foundation-building cultivators who were immersed in this mysterious realm gradually woke up.

Everyone looked at each other and knew each other. These Xuanmen Yushi have just been immersed in the image of the rune array left by the purple Qing people thousands of years ago, although the scene is real, but all the cultivators are strong-willed people, and they can cultivate into the foundation building realm in this period of the end of the law, which is naturally extraordinary, they are all people with good qualifications and intelligent understanding, of course, they will not be photographed by the scene

After everyone woke up, they already understood the cause and effect of the matter, and then looked at Mo Fei, with a faint sense of respect in their eyes.

At this time, Mo Fei was still immersed in a mysterious realm, and the spirit runes drawn by the purple Qingzhen people with great mana concealed the true meaning of the Great Dao, containing a trace of true immortal realization.

Mo Fei was by chance and captured this trace of heavenly truth, and he had already fallen into a deep realm of enlightenment.

In the Jinting Cave Heaven, in front of an ancient Taoist temple, Mo Fei sat cross-legged, his expression was serene and calm, and a mysterious breath came out of his body. It seems to be heavy, but it is light; It seems to be majestic, but it is ordinary; It seems to be eternal, but it seems to be separated by layers of fog, which makes people look at flowers in the fog, unable to see, unable to see, and elusive.

The ancient seal character "Yuan", which had gradually lost its brilliance and hung in the void, suddenly exploded, turning into a little brilliant streamer, flashing in from the mud pills above Mo Fei's head.

Then, Mo Fei slowly opened his eyes (to be continued......

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