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Even if the cultivation of the Great Sect of Rhyme and Chenguang is more than the true person of Shen Yan, the Holy Mother of Silver Yarn seems to be in her hands, and she is not afraid of this person.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Yu Yun Chenguang Dazong frowned slightly, "Today, the female benefactor came to the Xuanming Sect, but I am afraid that it will be difficult for the poor monk to accept Su Shan as a disciple." As a member of the four major sects, if the poor monk did not have a fight with the female benefactor today, I am afraid that this matter will spread out, and the monks in the world really think that the poor monk is the demon monk and has an unusual relationship with the female benefactor! ”

The Holy Mother of Silver Yarn said: "If the master is unwilling, you might as well give it a try!" ”

"Since the female benefactor said so, the poor monk is rude!"

The wide monk's robe waved quietly in the air, and the demon-slaying bowl that had been staying on the top of Shen Yan Zhenren's head immediately flew to the top of the head of the Yuyun Chenguang Great Sect, hanging down ten thousand golden lights, which was very different from the scene when it hung above Shen Yan Zhenren's head.

On the top of his head, which was not a trace of hair, bursts of Buddha light suddenly appeared.

Behind the head of the Morning Light Sect, a halo of light burst out.

It is like a full moon, suspended behind the head of the Yuyun Morning Light Sect, this is a round of Buddha light that appears behind the head when the master of the Taishang Demon Dao gives full play to his strength.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, walking deep like jackfruit for a long time, illuminating the emptiness of the five aggregates, overcoming all suffering, and ...... relics"

Bursts of Buddha sounds came from the middle of the lips of the Morning Light Dazong, and suddenly there seemed to be a god Buddha in the air, and the Buddha's light was shining, and it had invaded the hearts of the monks of the Xuanming Sect unconsciously. The disciples of the Xuanming Sect of the Frost Condensation Hall had not yet woken up from the red face of the Holy Mother of the Silver Veil, and in a moment they were introduced into another illusion by this Buddha sound.

And Su Shan has been urging the Daewoo Star Map, so he has not received the influence of the Buddha sound.

With the words in the mouth of the Great Sect of Morning Light, the Buddha light in the air continued to change, as if there were evil ghosts Yaksha, Arhat Jialan, and the Eight Heavenly Dragons, all of whom appeared beside him, opening their teeth and dancing claws, and quietly surrounded the Holy Mother of Silver Veil......

Even Shen Yan Zhenren, who was standing far away, rarely restrained his arrogant look at this time, and only sighed and said to himself: "The cultivation of this Sanguang monk is still on this seat? This person is really insidious, cunning, despicable, shameless, and indecent...... Obviously strong, but I watched as I was tied up with gauze by the demon girl......"

"Giggle ......"

A chuckle sounded in the mouth of the Lady of the Silver Veil.

It was this burst of laughter like a silver bell that woke the monks of the Xuan Netherworld Sect from their environment.

Rolling silver waves, once again appeared in the air.

It seems that this Xuanming Peak, which is thousands of meters high, has become an isolated island in the vast ocean at this moment.

And the morning light of the rhyme is the overlapping waves, impacting the body over and over again. The Buddha light emanating from his expression, as well as the eight heavenly dragons with teeth and claws, and their claws, were also submerged by the silver waves in the sky.

"It's dangerous!"

After An Chong Zhenren came to his senses, he secretly screamed, staring at the eyes of the Morning Light Sect in the air, and suddenly became hot, and secretly thought: "It turns out that the prestige of a cultivator can reach this level!" When I was just covered by the yellow light on his body, I almost wanted to shave my hair and join Buddhism! And Su Shan gave me the ancient mystical method, if I practice according to that exercise, one day, I An Chong Zhenren will not be so incompetent! Maybe Su Shan is right, the method of alchemy refining is just a small path after all, and increasing cultivation and Taoism is the great way! Even if you want to be intoxicated with the way of refining, you have to ...... after the real person of Huguan understands the original grievances."

The rolling waves hit the rhyme of the morning light.

It's like a lonely boat, struck by a monstrous wave.

Although the figure was immovable in the air, Yu Yun Chenguang Dazong was amazed in his heart, and secretly thought: "The Holy Mother of Silver Yarn is really worthy of her name, and her cultivation is not under the poor monk!" Even if you fight with her again today, it will be a lose-lose ending, why not sell her face and leave the Xuanming Sect for the time being? In the final analysis, it was Shen Yan who caused the real thing, the poor monk just wanted to accept Su Shan as a disciple, what does he have to do with the Xuanming Sect? ”

Thinking like this, Yu Yun Chenguang waved his sleeves, his wrist trembled, and Huo Ran made an overwhelming handprint, pushing the turbidity waves in the sky open a gap, he took the opportunity to fly out of it, stood far away in the air, and said: "Fellow Daoists, please stop, there is no grudge between you and me, why bother to fight for this trivial matter?" Now that you and I have competed in a game, and the poor monk has done his best, how about you and I just stop? ”

Our Lady of Silver Veil smiled quietly and nodded slightly.

Yuyun Chenguang did not hesitate, glanced at Su Shan from a distance, turned around and left.

"Monk Sanguang, aren't you a dignified Demon Dao elder, aren't you known as the number one master of the Four Great Sects, why can't you even fight a weak female stream today?" Shen Yan Zhenren is no longer embarrassed by the Xuan Ming Sect, even Liu is indifferent to the death and life, he doesn't bother to care, a few steps in the air to catch up with the Yuyun Chenguang Sect, shouted and asked.

"Weak women?"

Yuyun Chenguang Dazong grinned, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at Shenyan Zhenren with great disdain, and said, "After practicing for tens of thousands of years, how can Shenyan Daoist friends not grow wisdom?" This woman's name is Our Lady of Silver Yarn, and she is the pinnacle demon cultivator in the Dongming Sea. ”

After speaking, he didn't argue with Shen Yan Zhenren, and drove a Buddha light to fly and disappear in the air.

"Monk Sanguang, you dare to insult me, uncle, I won't let you go!"

At this moment, Shen Yan Zhenren does not claim to be the seat, but simply calls himself the uncle. He knew that this rhyme was above him, and most of these monks looked like high-ranking monks in front of others, looking awe-inspiring and full of Buddha light. But when he was alone with him Shenyan Zhenren, his true form was revealed, and he did not hide his Sanguang monk's nature.

Under the Frost Hall, all the disciples of the Xuanming Sect looked at each other, thinking that if they were hit by the masters of the four major sects, the Xuanming Sect would definitely be expelled from the Tang Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such an ending.

The disciples were in a trance for a while, and only after a moment did they react, and then they were ecstatic.

"Su Daoyou, I also need to leave the Xuanming Sect in the next place......"

Liu Moran's eyes swept over the Holy Mother of Silver Yarn without a trace, and then arched his hand towards Su Shan, turning into a snow-white feather, flying away and disappearing into the air.

At this moment, Li Banxian happened to fly into the air dozens of miles west of Xuanming Peak.

Seeing a woman with great might and defeat the master of the Feather Immortal Pavilion, this made Li Banxian's heart jump, turned around and flew in the direction of the Qishan Sect, thinking: "When the Xuanying Sect was in danger, I abandoned it. Now that there is a master of the Xuanying Sect who defeated the Feather Immortal Pavilion monk, I have returned to the Xuanying Sect...... If I go to the Xuanming Sect at this moment, I am afraid that even Su Shan will think that I am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death...... Alas......"

Half a day later, Liu Moran appeared in the capital of the Tang Kingdom.

Instead of following Shen Yan Zhenren to the Yuhua Immortal Pavilion, this Liu Moran found the manager who bought the pomp and circumstance in the largest auction hall in the capital of the Tang Kingdom, and after changing his disguise, he said: "I have a few spirit stones here, recording the scene of the battle between the elders of the four major gates and the life and death battle with people......

Liu Moran made this deal, hurriedly left the capital of the Tang Kingdom, and flew to another surrounding realm of mortals......

In three or five days, the news of the Xuanming Sect's war has spread all over the world!

As long as it is not a monk hidden in the deep mountains, you will know that today there is one more Xuanming Sect in the lower room, and it can compete with the Four Great Sects!

This statement is a bit exaggerated.

But in the spirit stone that Liu indifferently sold and recorded the battle picture, there was a scene where the master of the Xuanming Sect fought against Shenyan Zhenren and Yuyun Chenguang Dazong, and Shenyan Zhenren was repeatedly injured, and finally a woman from the Xuanming Sect defeated Shenyan Zhenren and Yuyun Chenguang Dazong in a row......

Liu Moran also has means, what is recorded in the spirit stone is only the scene of the battle, and the dialogue between the two sides is not recorded.

Therefore, almost all the monks in the world thought that those monks who fought cautiously and spoke really were all masters of the Xuanming Sect!

Suddenly, the entire cultivation world was boiling.

"Hahahaha......"

Thousands of miles away, in the mansion of the prime minister of the Great Chu State, Zangyue held a spirit stone in his hand and laughed, "This Su Shan is really extraordinary, just a non-mainstream Xuanming sect can have an eight-rank peak immortal venerable, a fifth-grade peak immortal venerable, and several first-grade immortal venerables!" Although this kind of strength is not as good as the four major sects, it should not be underestimated! ”

In the battle of Xuanming, the world shook!

Because Liu Moran deliberately concealed Su Shan's picture, it was the Xuanming faction that became famous this time, and it had nothing to do with Su Shan......

It seems that Liu Moran doesn't want Su Shan to be on the cusp.

"Haoran Daoyou, how should this be a good ......"

In the Jade Void Hall of the Jade Void Sect, Kun Bo walked back and forth in front of Haoran Zhenren, looking very anxious.

Haoran Zhenren was stunned for a while, and then said: "Daoyou will go back to the Four Seas Sect first, let me think about it carefully......"

After Kun Bo left, Haoran Zhenren could no longer hide the shock in his heart, and smashed a square table next to him with a hard punch, and said angrily: "What a Su Shan, what a Xuan Ming Sect!" Now this seat has to swallow his anger and go to the Xuanming Sect to take the blame, even the Yunyun Chenguang Sect and the Shenyan Zhenren join forces, they can't destroy his Xuanming Sect, with the strength of my Jade Void Sect......"

The three words of the Xuanming Sect are like a big mountain, lying in the hearts of Haoran Zhenren.

At this time, Su Shan was alone and left the Xuanming Sect.

Together with Ji Wuchang, he came to a deep mountain millions of miles away from the Tang Kingdom.

It is lined with greenery, and it is about a kilometer high.

Even a weed is more than a person tall.

"It's here!"

Ji Wuchang's face froze, and he pointed to a towering plane tree not far away. There is a two-meter-high hole in the trunk of the tree, and when you look from the outside in, there is a small space with a three-meter radius in the middle.

The two of them flew towards the tree hole together, and the scenery in their eyes suddenly changed. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers actually appeared in a tree hole with a radius of only three meters......

Every inch of land, thousands of miles of splendor??? Stepping into the hollow of the sycamore tree, Su Shan and Ji Wuchang actually appeared in another unfamiliar space together. Being in the air at a height of 10,000 meters, and with the splendid mountains and rivers under his feet, Su Shan slightly performed the technique of viewing the distance, looked around, and suddenly found that this strange space was thousands of miles in circumference.

Ji Wuchang was also shocked at this moment.

In the plane tree, there is only a tree hole about three meters square, but there is another world! This kind of great magic power and great means that accept Sumeru in the ring and gather everything in every square inch are by no means something that today's monks can display.

Today's monks, who can use such methods, are only refining magic weapons such as storage bags and storage rings.

The magic weapon is a dead thing, but this space is really alive!

You can see birds flying between the clouds at your feet.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and lush.

There is also a rising sun, floating high in the sky.

Although it does not have the scorching temperature of the sun, it also exudes a brilliant brilliance, illuminating this space.

The great river is rolling in from the west.

Su Shan was shocked in his heart, the methods of the ancient monks in the secret path were indeed difficult for ordinary people to fathom, and this space alone required great power to create it. And the rising sun in the sky, although it is also fake, is done as if it is real!

This world is thousands of miles away, if you are born to live in this world, I am afraid that you will think that heaven and earth are only thousands of miles away!

Su Shan's heart skipped a beat, and while he was amazed, he thought, "Since you can enter this space, how can you get out?" ”

"Su Daoyou, I can see that there is a formation rune under the feet of you and me, if you and I want to get out, we only need to pour the true yuan into these runes, and you and I will be teleported to the cave of the sycamore tree." Ji Wuchang seemed to have guessed what Su Shan was thinking, and deliberately solved his doubts.

Su Shan said: "There are thousands of miles around here, and I don't know how to find Xuanyuan blood." ”

"According to Ruxue's memory, there is a huge imperial tomb here, and the ancient master Xuanyuan was buried in the imperial tomb after his death, and the blood of Xuanyuan that you and I are looking for is also in the imperial tomb. Although this place is within a radius of thousands of miles, it does not take much time to find this place with the flight speed of Taoist friends. ”

Seeing Ji Wuchang say this, Su Shan also nodded and said, "Now, there is only this way." ”

When he was in Hanshan Temple, Ji Wuchang hid in the mountains with Ruxue in his arms, and he didn't return to Hanshan Temple until half a moon later, but Su Shan couldn't be seen at that time. So I went to the Xuanming Sect to look for Su Shan, originally in Ji Wuchang's heart, I also had the idea of wanting to take all the blood of Xuanyuan for myself, but when I thought of Ruxue's resentful eyes, my heart was soft, so I came to find Su Shan.

Su Shan saved Ruxue several times, how could Ji Wuchang forget this kindness?

When Ji Wuchang was struggling in his heart, he thought like this: "My generation of cultivators, you must do things worthy of your heart!" Su Shan saved Ruxue's life twice, if I fulfill my original promise, but instead I get Xuanyuan blood, it is equivalent to going against my heart! If I do such a thing that violates my conscience, I will definitely linger in my heart and affect the improvement of my Dao realm...... I'm afraid that in the future, I can only become a master of the Qinglong Dance in the end, and in order to avoid dying above the 100,000-year limit, I have to let myself sleep! ”

After thinking like this, he willingly brought Su Shan here.

As for Ruxue's memory buried deep in her heart, she was able to wake up, most likely because the three ghosts of Minshan set up a formation to hook the extraterritorial heavenly demons. At the beginning, on that altar, thunder and lightning flashed, and the laughter of the Heavenly Demon came from time to time, and everyone thought that the Heavenly Demon had not fallen into Ruxue's body.

In fact, at that time, the Heavenly Demons had already invaded.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Moyun, which made Ji Wuchang take Ruxue away, I am afraid that at that time, the extraterritorial heavenly demons would have already invaded Ruxue's mind and taken her body.

This matter is very dangerous, if you are not careful, you will ......

Imperial Tomb.

In the upper reaches of the river, northwest of this space, Su Shan and the others finally found the location of the imperial tomb.

The entire imperial mausoleum, with a radius of several thousand meters, is carved from a complete huge stone, which looks magnificent, exuding a burst of quaint and heavy atmosphere.

A stone staircase, from dozens of miles away, winds its way to the entrance of the mausoleum.

There are two steps and many statues.

The military generals and guards stood in two groups and lined up on both sides of the steps.

All the structures during this period are telling Su Shan and Ji Wuchang that this is an emperor's mausoleum.

The two glanced at each other and immediately saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

What does Xuanyuan's blood have to do with the emperor buried here?

This imperial mausoleum is like a fierce beast that has been raging for eternity, lurking in this space, lonely and magnificent.

Infected by the deep aura here, Su Shan and Ji Wuchang flew down from the air together, and walked step by step along the stone steps to the place where the imperial tomb was located.

When you arrive at the entrance of the Imperial Mausoleum, you will see two ancient characters of "Imperial Mausoleum", which appear at the entrance of the mausoleum.

There is a gate in the dark forest, facing Su Shan.

"Fellow Daoists, look, there's a stone tablet here!"

Hearing Ji Wuchang's shout, Su Shan turned around and looked in the direction that Ji Wuchang was pointing, but found that on the other side of the steps, there was a three-foot-high stone tablet, which was carved with a lot of ancient words. Both of them are cultivators, and they are naturally more knowledgeable than ordinary people, but the words on this inscription cannot be recognized in full.

However, a few of the words beat directly in Su Shan's heart.

He recognized these ancient scripts.

Because the blood of Xuanyuan to be seized was the blood of ancient masters, Su Shan deliberately consulted some classics in the Xuanyuan School, and also recognized how the ancient text of the word "Xuanyuan" was written.

"Emperor Xuanyuan, buried here......"

Seven words, like seven lightning bolts, smashed into Su Shan's heart.

Ji Wuchang obviously recognized these words, his eyes flashed with light, he arched his hand towards Su Shan, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoist, if the inscription is not bad, this should be the mausoleum of the ancient master Xuanyuan." At the beginning, he promised Daoyou that half of Xuanyuan blood would be distributed to Daoyou, and he would never break his promise. It's just that in this mausoleum, there may be a lot of danger, if you die in the mausoleum, please keep your promise, divide the other half of Xuanyuan's blood, and hand it over to my righteous brother to swallow the heavens, and then hand over the rest of Xuanyuan's blood to my junior sister Ruxue......"

Su Shan was stunned and said: "Daoist friends are higher than me, how can something happen?" ”

Ji Wuchang said: "The level of cultivation does not mean the depth of strength. Although Su Daoyou's cultivation is not at the level of an immortal monarch, he has a wonderful method in his body, a mysterious magic weapon in his hand, and his strength is even higher than mine. Although I may not die in the mausoleum, I try my best and prepare for the worst. ”

Looking at Ji Wuchang carefully, Su Shan felt that what he said was not a lie, so he had to nod his head in agreement.

Ji Wuchang is a person who does not lose his integrity and loyalty, if he can get some of Xuanyuan's blood and achieve the strength of a master, Su Shan is naturally happy to see it. If he really died in the mausoleum, Su Shan returned to the Xuanming Sect alone, and when the time came, he didn't know how to face Ruxue who remained in the Xuanming Sect, and the 170,000 miles away Yunmeng Seventy-two Ze Swallowing Heavenly Immortals!

"You and I are in the Imperial Tomb, and we are making plans!"

Su Shan took a deep breath and walked towards the imperial mausoleum first, followed by Ji Wuchang.

In Ruxue's memory, there is only the approximate location of Xuanyuan's blood, and a huge plane tree as a coordinate, as for the thousands of miles of splendid mountains and rivers between these square inches, as well as the ancient imperial tombs here, there is no record in her memory. Now everything can only rely on Su Shan and Ji Wuchang......

When Ji Wuchang followed behind Su Shan and stepped into the imperial tomb.

The open and spacious entrance of the imperial mausoleum suddenly fell down a huge stone door, blocking the entrance.

Su Shan was suddenly startled, looked back, and found that there was no way out.

It was dark all around.

Huhuhu......

The boiling fire suddenly appeared in Su Shan's eyes.

Now the two of them were in a long, narrow passageway, and the light of the fire rose between the two walls on the left and right sides of the passage.

Performing the technique of looking at the distance, he can only vaguely see that this passage is bottomless, and he doesn't know where it leads.

At this moment, the two had no choice but to continue walking.

There is no way out, so naturally we can only go all the way forward.

"Hahahaha......"

At the entrance of the imperial mausoleum, a figure suddenly appeared, standing on the last step.

Dressed in blue light, this person's temperament is extraordinary, with slightly evil eyes, staring at the stone tablet next to the steps, and laughing in his mouth: "What an imperial tomb, what an ancient master Xuanyuan!" Although these little monks of the three precepts are as cunning as several old monks of the Taishang Demon Dao, how can they beat my Qinglong Dance? ”

It turned out that after the Qinglong Great Dance went to the Taishang Demon Dao, he found that there was only one soul left in the Yuanzhen Great Sect.

The soul of the Yuanzhen Great Sect was protected by the Yuyun Chenguang Great Sect with the Mystical Dharma, and it was impossible for him to leave the Taishang Demon Dao for half a step before he returned to his physical body. Obviously, the little monk of the Three Rings deceived him, deliberately lured him to the Taishang Demon Dao, and then went to get the benefits of Xuanyuan's blood himself......

Qinglong Dawu made a little calculation, but he did not look for the whereabouts of the "Little Monk of the Three Precepts", but only returned to the outside of Hanshan Temple again, waiting for the rabbit.

In the end, he waited for Ji Wuchang and Ruxue to appear, and then followed all the way to the outside of the Xuanming Sect, and then followed Su Shan and the others all the way to this mountain millions of miles away from the Tang Kingdom, and finally entered the thousands of miles of splendid mountains and rivers that existed in the square inch land.

It seems that he feels that he has the opportunity to break through the realm of Immortal Venerable and achieve immortality, and at the moment, the laughter of the Qinglong Dance is getting louder and louder, like thunder, deafening.

On the statue of General Wencheng next to the steps, a lot of dust and sand were shaken off by his laughter.

The statue was actually shaking slowly.

In the laughter of the Qinglong Dance, the two rows of Wencheng generals and many guards outside the imperial tomb actually came to life one by one...... Solemn!

The solemn aura of the ancient forest appeared in front of the imperial tomb in an instant.

On both sides of the steps, layers of dust on the bodies of the military generals of Wenchen slowly fell in the breeze and in the unrestrained laughter.

"Who!"

Suddenly, a military general standing at the top of the steps opened his eyes, and the aura on his body was like a fierce tiger ready to attack and choose people to devour, his eyes flashed, staring at the green dragon dance.

Only two words burst out of his mouth, but it shocked Qinglong Dawu's heart.

What a profound cultivation!

The cultivation of the Eight Rank Immortal Venerable, the Qinglong Great Dance is regarded as a peak master in the entire cultivation world today. But when facing this general, I always feel a little illusion of facing a towering mountain. There is also a heroic aura from the eternity, which is stimulated in this general, and it is undisguised and rushes towards the Qinglong Great Dance.

The breath alone shocked Qinglong Dawu's heart.

"The Great Dance of the Green Dragon!"

At this time, the Qinglong Dance still claimed to be the seat, and thought in his heart: "These stone carvings are actually alive, and the breath is clear, I am afraid that the strength is strong!" ”

"Bold!"

A shout came from the mouth of the general. "In front of this god, you dare to call yourself this seat, you are so bold! This is the resting place of my emperor, and it is an unforgivable sin for you and a monk to dare to trespass into the resting place of my emperor......"

Qinglong Dawu, as the master of the three ghosts of Minshan, and as the ancestor of the founding school of the Three Holy Palaces of Minshan, can be regarded as a master, how could he put this stone statue into a military general in his eyes. And when he heard the military general say that he was just a mere monk, he suddenly felt resentful, and his face was cold: "As a patriarch of a faction, why can't I call myself a ......?"

"What a guts!"

The Wenchen next to him, who had never spoken, suddenly appeared in his hand at this time.

He stretched out his fingers, knocked on the elephant wat, and then said slowly: "According to the laws of my Heavenly Dynasty, those who trespass on the imperial tomb in vain will have a cracked car!" Those who make a loud noise outside the imperial tomb will be whipped three hundred! If you collide with the general, you should cut your tongue according to the law......"

The elephant wat is the white board held in the hands of the ministers of the central government when they went to court.

"What Minister Limu said is true!"

The military general arched his hands, suddenly turned around and faced the Qinglong Dance, the chain armor on his body trembled, and then his voice was like thunder, and he said loudly: "Listen well, this god Yinglong, is the emperor sitting down general." Now that you have committed three crimes, you should be punished for all three crimes! ”

Who is Ying Long?

Qinglong Dawu pondered in his heart, but he couldn't find the result for a long time.

Founded a sect and cultivated for tens of thousands of years, the Qinglong Great Dance can be regarded as a well-informed figure, well-read and knowledgeable, but he has no impression of the Celestial Empire that the minister named Limu said just now, and the general Yinglong who claims to be the god. Knowing astronomy and geography, there has been a change of dynasties in the mortal world for tens of millions of years, and there has never been a record of the Celestial Empire. (To be continued.) )