Zi Nanli's words caused Wen Bu's face to change greatly, and the sea of clouds under the overpass seemed to be boiling and tumbling.

"Where did you ......come from" Wen Buxian opened his mouth, only half of the words were spoken, and the frightened Zi Nanli stroked his chest with some fear, pointed to this sea of clouds, and said in a trembling voice: "This is it"

"Here," he asked, incredulously, "Are you sure this is it?"

Zi Nanli nodded, stretched his face, frowned a little impatiently, and said, "Is it necessary to lie to you?" As soon as I came in, I looked up, and I was not half frightened, for I had either broken arms or legs on the ground, and there was a large blood-colored cloud on my head."

At this point he pointed to the distance, and then said: "Almost so far away, there is a large stone tablet, on which it is written that there are things mixed together, born from nature."

Wen Buxian stroked his beard, and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that you have arrived at the Shura Realm, but this should not be, if you want to enter Yangchao, you must first enter this Tianqiao, and then you can go to Yangchao Nine Realms, how did you turn around?" Unless ......"

The thought that came to his mind even felt absurd, as if he wanted to get rid of this thought, he shook his head, and said in a divine voice: "Impossible, it doesn't make sense, and there is no heavenly reason, so you will come into the Nine Realms once and recognize the Lord?" I've been here for a thousand years! Why don't you choose me?"

Zi Nanli looked at Wen Bu Harm and was stunned, all that kept coming to his mind was the picture in the Shura Realm, and he didn't listen to a word of what Fang Cai Wen said.

"Or does it have something to do with the ritual?" Wen Buxiao secretly muttered to himself, he has been this Yang Chao instrument spirit for a thousand years, but the Nine Realms are not something he can enter if he wants to, and he often has to beg outside the cloud cave for a long time before it is possible to open one, most of the time he cries and begs for a long time, and he doesn't even react at all.

But now Zi Nanli doesn't need to go through this cloud sea Qinglan to enter the Nine Realms, how can he believe it?

The tumbling sea of clouds gradually calmed down at this time, Zi Nanli breathed a long sigh of relief, now there is a trace of wind and grass around him, he is nervous, the Shura realm stimulates him a lot, at this moment he just wants to find out as soon as possible to find out if there is any mystery in the black armor, as for the strange sea of clouds, as well as the stone tablet, it is better to put it first, and talk about it another day.

"Old man Wen...... You...... What kind of god are you stunned about? It's me who is scared, what are you not angry about?" He looked up and looked at Wen Buxian, only to see that the impotent instrument spirit was gritting his teeth and not being angry at the moment.

Hearing this, he hung his face, slanted his eyes and hated Zi Nanli, and muttered in his mouth: "Little bastard, if the Nine Realms really recognize you as the master, I will eat you alive" After that, he saw the black-armored iron guards kneeling densely in all directions, thinking that this kid was really lucky, and even the group of Deadpools guarding the Heroic Spirit Realm became his subordinates, he couldn't help but get angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and said: "What are you doing with this pestle, all for the old man to disappear"

It's just that the three thousand black-armored iron guards were still kneeling on the ground as if they hadn't heard it, and at this time, Zi Nanli walked over and said disdainfully: "It's also said that it's the machine spirit, this is the second time you've opened my eyes, and you honestly say that there is something in this yang chao that you can control?"

Originally, he was full of resentment when he heard that it was harmless, and when he heard this, the first Buddha was born, and the second Buddha ascended to heaven, he waved his hand and pinched the magic trick, and shouted at those iron armors: "The spirit of the Yuan is scattered and scattered endlessly, and the gods are guarding, according to my imperial order, collect"

His mantra shouted sonorously and powerfully, and the mantra in his hand changed several times, but it was a pity that these iron guards on the sea of clouds still did not move like an old monk in a fixed place, and the old face that smelled harmless was red in yellow in an instant, and the red was black, and he jumped to his feet angrily, opened his throat and pointed to the cloud cave in the sky, and scolded loudly.

Zi Nanli grinned when he saw this, wanted to laugh and endured it, seeing that he didn't look like he wanted to find someone desperately, he couldn't help but comfort him: "Old man Wen, you are content, although you have become a machine spirit, you are still cultivating, and when you get out one day, this world is not for you to be free,

Look at me, I've been a guide anyway, I've practiced for seven hundred years, and once I crossed over, I returned to my original form, now don't talk about the tricks, I can't even do a breath induction, you! I'm still very lucky" Zi Nan was relieved of what he said, but who would have thought that it would not be harmful, as if he couldn't hear it, and he was still pointing and scolding over there.

This old man was a sour Confucian in his previous life, with some ink in his stomach, from the Yuan Shi Tianzun, all the way to the Jade Emperor, and from the gods in the sky to the monarch on the earth, but all the old man who was the founder of the Ming Dynasty who Zi Nanli had an impression of was scolded all over again, and every time he pointed out a little bit of truth, Zi Nanli listened to it interestingly, so he let him scold,

It's just that he listened to it well, and the smell over there was suddenly stunned, and turned his head to look at him, the old man's eyes were blazing, and Zi Nanli was trembling when he saw it, if Wu Jiuxian saw it, he would probably stroke his palm and laugh: "Retribution"

"What did you just say" Hearing the flash, the figure flashed, and the person had already appeared beside Zi Nanli, and a pair of dry hands were clasped on Zi Nanli's shoulders, and they grabbed him with a tingling pain in his collarbone.

"Your grandmother's sick! Let go of me," Zi Nanli said angrily.

Wen Buxi's eyes widened at this time, his eyes were red, as if there was a sign of a demonic barrier, he gritted his teeth and said, "What did you just say, you are saying it again"

Zi Nanli's shoulder seemed to be broken at this moment, and he couldn't help but say angrily, "Lao Tzu just said, I want to have a lifetime of cultivation, so I will send you to see your good family, and let me go quickly."

The hands that clasped his shoulders hung down weakly, Zi Nanli immediately took a few steps back, and the appearance of being harmless was really scary, Zi Nanli couldn't help but be afraid when he thought about it now, "Isn't this old man crazy?" Am I determined to be a pauper in the future? Do you want to persuade or not? But what the hell is this fucking thing you can't think of! Zi Nanli said in his heart.

He was still hesitating whether to persuade the old man, and Wen Buxian over there suddenly hugged his head and wept bitterly, how could he look like a half-point judge, the old man did snort on the ground and cried for a while, and suddenly took off the Wusha hat on his head, threw it out of the distance, and after getting up, he stumbled all the way to the distance, looking like he wanted to go back to the Netherworld Hall.

Wen Buxiao's behavior is so abnormal, it really scared Zi Nanli a lot, he wanted to go out from Yangchao, look at the yellow calendar another day, see the auspicious day of the zodiac come in, and talk to Wen Buxiao about the big thing of making a fortune, but unfortunately he turned around like a headless fly in this sea of clouds for a long time, except for the ruins in front of his eyes, the way out, not even a ghost shadow.

I had to walk towards the direction of the Netherworld Hall, Zi Nanli was on the red gate, and the thief looked around, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see or hear it, "I obviously saw him come in!" What about this man?" he was wondering when he realized that the back collar was tight, and the man had been lifted up like a chicken.

Zi Nanli struggled to turn his head to look, and when he saw who it was, he couldn't help rolling his eyes, and said helplessly: "Uncle Wen, Ancestor Wen, what are you going to do!" ”

Hearing that his hair was scattered, his eyes were red, and he didn't answer, he stomped on his feet, and flew up from the ground with Zi Nanli in his hand, and flew towards a cloud hole on the overpass.

Zi Nanli, who was pierced by the gusting wind, felt pain in his cheeks, he squinted, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of wind poured in, and he suddenly felt a cold air go straight to the bottom of his heart.

The cloud cave seems to be very close, but in fact, I don't know how far away, I don't know how far away it is, I don't know how close it is, I don't see it flying close, Zi Nanli heard the sound of Wen Buxiao's panting and gradually became urgent, presumably taking him to the sky like this, it was very laborious, and with the idea of fighting in his heart, he slammed his fist and hit the old man's crotch.

As soon as he heard a cry of pain, he covered his crotch with a pale face, and as soon as his hands were loosened, Zi Nanli did not fall down sharply, but instead slowly floated away in the direction of the cloud cave.

Wen Buxian looked at Zi Nanli who was sucked into it by the cloud cave in disbelief, his face changed several times, and he sighed gloomily after a while.

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Buddhists often say that if everything is done too much, fate will inevitably end early, so the ancient things must be the opposite, according to this saying, the first light that illuminates the world should come from the darkest time.

As if to confirm the above philosophy, inside the cloud cave, there was darkness, Zi Nanli felt like he was about to die since he was sucked into the cloud cave, and it was dark and misty all around, there was no light, he only felt that his whole body was so cold, cold to the bone marrow, as if his soul was also going to be frozen.

The body seemed to be suspended in the air, he waved his arm, nothing touched, the endless darkness wrapped him, a sleepiness hit his heart, he seemed to close his eyes, and fell asleep, but there was a faint feeling in his heart, this closed eye, maybe it was ten thousand years.

A beam of light from the eternal darkness, as if suppressed thousands of years of emotions gushing out, endless darkness from the white light when the reced, under the blue sea and blue sky, the water is sparkling, the water and the sky are one color, an ancient tree straight into the sky, quietly standing on the surface of the lake, the ancient tree has a spirit, its soul is not lost, a green leaf from the ancient tree fluttered out, instantly filled into the heart of Zinan, and the eyes are countless seals gushing out.

There is a mixture of things, born congenitally, persevering and profiting, and the merit is retired, and the way of this heaven is also ................... Born to kill, the principle of the Tao is also ,.............. The living, the root of death, the dead, the root of life....... The way of heaven and earth is immersed, so yin and yang win. Yin and Yang change smoothly......... It is the origin of the inheritance.

The words in front of him are obscure, and there seems to be another deep meaning in the dark, but Zi Nanli thought about it for a long time, but he really couldn't understand what the words in this short story meant, the lake rose with bursts of clouds and mist, and countless black gases gushed out in the fog.