The battle situation on the top of Yunmeng Mountain changed, Mu Yu broke the formation, the god of fire was dead, the butterfly was slashed, the magic knife in Wu Zhaojun's hand was taken off, he staggered back a few steps, and sat down with a bang, no longer covering the world with his might.

At the moment of dying, but when he heard the twelve characters of "not the mountains are tilted, the heavenly pillars are overwhelming, and the king is welcomed" continued to echo between heaven and earth, and then a figure suddenly stood between the Wu Zhaojun and the people of the Ten Thousand Sects.

"Your Majesty......" Wu Zhaojun was hoarse, and said two words intermittently, if it weren't for the fact that everyone present had cultivated himself, he wouldn't even be able to hear what he was saying.

What he called the Lord was a slender man, wearing a long shirt that could be bought for a little silver in any city, and an ordinary robe that could not be found in an ordinary city, and a face that you could see a bunch of similar faces in any city, was such a person, and the offensive of the people of all religions came to an abrupt end, as if facing a great enemy.

"Finished fighting?" The man said with a gentle face, and there was silence for a while, and Butterfly Jun felt the breath of the other party, and forced himself to press the urge to make a move.

"When the fight is over, it's all gone." As he spoke, the man's hand was raised, and the "Record" split into several rays of light and shadow, scattering towards the north and south of the world, "Those who have been destined for treasures since ancient times have it, if you want to have "Record", go find it yourself." ”

This person's strength is only comparable to mine, why ...... Butterfly Jun secretly said in his heart, Folding Willow Heart, Xiaonanguan and still have injuries, Ah Yuezai is also here, don't be impulsive.

The man shook his head and glanced at the people in front of him: "Disperse." Then, a light and shadow shrouded him, and Wu Zhaojun, Liyou and the others then disappeared with him.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience looked at each other for a while, "Everyone will treat the injured first, and then return to their respective sects to discuss countermeasures." Tian Lingxue said.

With this suggestion coming out, the field was busy for a while.

"Ah Yuezai ......"

"Let's save people first." Gongsun Yue knew what Butterfly Jun wanted to say, so she stopped her.

"No problem." Butterfly Jun comprehended, turned around and threw himself into the rescue army, and was busy for a while.

Wenyuan Pavilion, the place of study for nearly half of the officials of the Daxi Dynasty, is the head of Confucianism in the world. Now, the second pavilion, which has not had a foreign guest for a long time, has ushered in an uninvited guest.

Under the statue of the master, an old man with a crown and a broad belt stood quietly, this old man was dressed in rules, meticulous all over his body, and even every strand of hair was combed smoothly and paste, and the whole person exuded a kind of bookish ink and majestic atmosphere.

"Long time no see." Opposite the old man was a person exactly the same as the "Junshang" who appeared on Yunmeng Mountain, but at this moment he was wearing a Confucian shirt with ink bamboo and moon white, gentle and elegant, and the fragrance of books on his body, as if he was a great Confucian in the world.

"It's been a long time." The old man nodded, "It seems that you are still better than us." ”

"It's just a few more steps, concede." The man smiled, looked at the old man opposite, and performed a standard Confucian etiquette that could no longer be standard, "After three years, Heaven will never invite the master for a while." ”

"The old man knows." The master touched his gray beard and nodded.

"I'm sorry to disturb the master, and God will never leave." Tapir Tianjue said goodbye softly, and his figure gradually disappeared......

Tianyan Hundred Veins, the crown of the Dao Gate, sitting on a hundred spiritual peaks, and countless disciples, just at the top of the main peak of Tianyan, a similar dialogue with Wenyuan Pavilion is ongoing.

At this time, the tapir Tianjue was wearing an orthodox Taoist costume, and there was no trace of fireworks in his gestures, as if he was a fairy, "Dao Master, so it's decided." ”

"Three years later, the top of the feather!" The person who said this was a middle-aged man, with a fairy wind and bones, and his every move made people feel that he was a part of heaven and earth.

"Farewell!" Tapir Tianjue arched his hand, turned around and stepped towards the cliff on the side, and at the moment when he took the first step, his whole person disappeared on the top of Tianyan Peak like a puff of smoke.

Such as the water temple, canonized by the Daxi Dynasty, the first temple in the world, such as the water temple presided over the world's great exposition of the monks, in charge of the world's monks and nuns.

Now, in the secret realm of the temple, the tapir is wearing a robe, a pestle and a Zen staff, and opposite him, is a huge Buddha statue.

"The top of Lin Yu, three years later." Tapir Heaven said with a Buddha salute.

When the Buddha statue heard the words, the Buddha was full of anger all around, the Buddha sang a masterpiece, and the Buddha statue itself also emitted bursts of Buddha light, Jun Hao nodded, said "Amitabha Buddha", turned around and disappeared in the Rushui Temple, just as the tapir disappeared at the same time, the Buddha's light gradually dimmed, and the Sanskrit singing also changed from large to small, difficult to hear.

And on the mountainside of Yunmeng Mountain, Mu Yu, who was running quickly, was also intercepted by the tapir.

"Who are you!"

Mu Yu looked at the person in front of him as if he was facing a great enemy, and saw that Tapir Tianjue was wearing a battle robe and armor, like an immortal god of war blocking the road.

I saw that as soon as the tapir was raised, two jars of wine appeared in his hand, and then one of them was thrown into Mu Yu's hand.

"You are Mu Yu?" Then the tapir Tianjue picked up another jar of wine, unplugged it and poured it into his mouth, and in an instant, the aroma of the wine overflowed, and the fragrance was wafting for several miles.

"It's me, who are you?" Mu Yu looked at the person in front of him, and an inexplicable pride gushed out from the depths of his heart, and he followed the action of tapir Tianjue, pulled out the wine stopper, and the two of them fought together like that.

An altar makes a dream, this guy's cultivation dares to serve the altar directly, and he has a secret thought in his heart. A jar of wine was drunk, and the wine jar in the hand of the tapir Tianjue fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, "Tapir Tianjue? ”。

"Six Evil Monarchs? The Lord of Ill-Thought? As a jar of wine poured down, Mu Yu's face turned a little red, and he didn't react at all to what kind of existence the other party with this title was.

"That's right!"

Tapir Tian laughed when he heard this, "You're not afraid of me? ”

"What are you afraid of?" Mu Yu waved his hand and sat on the ground all of a sudden, "Don't say that you are a liar, the real tapir has been imprisoned a long time ago, even if you are the real thing, you provoke me, a page of books, Yang Shen, and five dragons...... Everyone, I'll let them add you together and beat you all over the ground to find your teeth. ”

"Hahaha, it's not a small tone, I'm looking forward to that day." As he spoke, Tapir Tianjue quickly turned the name of Mu Yubao in his mind, and found that he had never heard of it.

"Soon, soon." Wandering, Mu Yu shook his head, his vision becoming more and more blurred, "If you have a chance, I'll let you see them...... Li...... Harm. With that, he fell to the ground and snored.

It turned out that the summoning army was defeated by such a character, so lucky, but why was he reprimanded by heaven and earth? Tapir Tianjue stared at Mu Yu on the ground for a while before turning around and leaving, interesting, a person with a dead face can still be so alive, but his majestic luck is repulsed by the rules of heaven and earth, so it seems that there is only one explanation......

Of course, at this moment, Mu Yu naturally didn't know what Tapir Heaven was full of, under the effect of peerless wine, one of the key figures in the battle of Yunmeng Mountain, just lying in this forest without an image, accompanied by bursts of snoring......

Mr. Huang went all the way