Lu Yang listened to Zhiguang's opinion, his heart was foggy, and his eyes were no longer as confused as before.

"I think I need time to think about it, thank Master Zhiguang for his advice."

Zhiguang said with a smile: "I can't call it a point, the Taoist Buddha is different after all, and the little monk is just a shallow opinion." ”

Lu Yang didn't hear Zhiguang's words, and at this moment, the jade slip in his arms exuded a warm luster.

The secret of the realm wind and clear heart kept emerging in Lu Yang's mind.

There is no righteousness and no evil, no truth and no illusion, no beginning and no end, no self and no selfishness.

All living beings are but a part of the Tao.

That being the case, what is the difference between a real villain and a hypocrite?

Lu Yang's mind stepped into a new realm and entered the realm of Dao.

Unlike the ascension of Taoism, the refinement of the mind is a change of mindset.

A thought turned to a change in his state of mind, and it was just a moment of rapid change, but at this moment, all the doubts that had existed in Lu Yang's heart disappeared.

Seeing that Lu Yang was no longer confused, Zhiguang turned around and went to take care of the ordinary people behind him.

Lu Yang took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes, obviously it was the same scene, but it had a new and different look.

Even the wind flowing around you has a different meaning.

Lu Yang lightly pinched a trick in his palm, and the soft breeze continued to pour out from his palm.

Looking at the ruined streets and the scarred people, Lu Yang's heart moved, and a strong wind cut through the earth.

On the loess-covered ground, arrange and cut a magic circle.

Zhiguang was puzzled when he saw this, and the Zenko Temple formation collection was rich, from the Vajra Arhat Formation to the most basic Spirit Gathering Array.

But with such a huge formation, he really couldn't discern what kind of formation it was.

The wind in Lu Yang's hand constructed the formation in his mind.

Before today, with Lu Yang's own strength, it must be impossible to complete such a lineup.

But at this moment, Lu Yang's confidence was high, and he was convinced that he would be able to complete this formation.

When the last wisp of wind spreads at Lu Yang's feet, the earth exudes a faint glow.

A warm and fresh breeze blows across everyone's face.

Zhiguang looked at the breeze around him in disbelief, and said with a trembling voice: "Spring returns to the earth, rejuvenation array." ”

Lu Yang smiled, and then fell down......

Zhang Zhinan, who was in the distance, felt the endless breeze, watching the faces of the residents on the street turn ruddy, and although the injury was slow, it was indeed healing.

The people of the whole city were first stunned, then fell to their knees and wept bitterly, and kept worshipping to the sky.

Zhang Zhinan pursed his lips, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "In just one hour, such a huge formation has been laid out, if you can't bring him closer to the Holy Sect, you will definitely have to get rid of ......"

A solemn and peaceful spiritual power flowed into his body, and Lu Yang slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Lu Yang's smile, Zhiguang was puzzled: "Fellow Daoist, does the little monk have any disheveled clothes?" ”

The reason why Yang Shu laughed was because in his own eyes, he saw a peaceful scene.

Seeing that Lu Yang didn't say a word, Zhiguang sighed and said: "Fellow Daoist, it's not that the little monk says much, you are too Meng Lang to promote such a formation with your own strength." ”

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, it's not me who pushes the formation, the reason why I am physically exhausted is that I didn't expect that it would take so much effort to manipulate the magic technique to cut the earth." ”

"Not you?"

Zhiguang was stunned and said, "That'...... Is that? ”

Lu Yang sniffed the faint smell of blood on his fingers and said, "I used the power of my soul and resentment to promote this formation. ”

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Zhiguang gathers the spiritual power of the whole body between the eyes.

Sure enough, as far as the eye can see, it is the soul and resentment that are running in the formation,

Zhiguang said in shock: "Fellow Daoist, you must be a strange material of the formation. ”

The rejuvenation array in front of him is not so much to attract souls to support the formation, but rather to pull the wreckage of the three souls and seven spirits, supporting the formation.

Because he knew this, Zhiguang couldn't help but blurt out and praised Lu Yang as a strange material of the formation.

Lu Yang muttered to himself: "Formation Strange Materials? I can't afford these four words, compared to Yi Qingfeng, it's not worth mentioning at all. ”

Zhiguang was puzzled: "Yi Qingfeng? ”

Lu Yang smiled and patted Zhiguang's shoulder, got up and walked downstairs.

Although the street is still dilapidated, the residents who have come back to life have begun to pick up tools and rebuild their homes.

A ragdoll was covered with broken bricks, and Lu Yang walked aside and picked it up.

patted the dust on it, and then Lu Yang squatted down and leaned the doll against the newly built pillar.

"You're home."

Touching the order of the Refining Realm Sect in his arms, Lu Yang smiled, this trip was not without gains, and it could even be said that he benefited a lot.

It's just that at this moment, Lu Yang's thoughts have returned to Yinglong Peak, where the wind and snow are endless, floating in the library with endless scholarly fragrance, and echoing in the Ten Thousand Swords Cliff Road with the shadow of the sword light and mountain.

"I'm homesick, it's time to go home."

……

In the brightly lit hall, everyone waited with bated breath and did not dare to act rashly.

Blood was spraying in the air, and the smell of blood filled the entire hall.

With a "click", a dried corpse fell from the sky.

I saw that the dried corpse was scarred, and the bones were visible deep in the knife.

But no one paid attention to the dried corpse on the ground, staring with greedy eyes at the blood that swirled and flew in the air.

With a "bang", the blood rain was cathartic.

In the blood rain, a sharp cold light flashed into everyone's eyes.

Everyone knelt down in unison and shouted in unison, "Congratulations to the sect master for refining the treasure weapon!" ”

A figure slowly emerged, and the blood-light vessel that floated in the air floated away.

On closer inspection, it was a whip, or more accurately, a nine-section whip.

The whip body is divided into ten sections, including the handle, and each section has a hideous and terrifying face, like a beast.

The man looked at the nine-section whip in his hand, and with a fierce force, the whole whip emitted a dazzling red light, and thousands of resentments rushed out from the whip body.

The man just smiled, and the overwhelming resentment was collected by the purple gold gourd on his waist.

The sound of breaking the air was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire hall.

The ground was charred black, and the dried corpses had long since crumbled into dust.

Everyone looked at the sect leader with red eyes, but no one dared to speak.

The sect leader wisped his long black beard and said, "Blood Lan, I remember you said that you still lack an immortal weapon to take advantage of?" ”

A delicate woman walked out, bowed her head respectfully, and said, "Yes." ”

"This red blood whip will be given to you, if the others want it, go talk to Xuelan yourself!"

After speaking, the sect leader disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Xuelan looked at the red blood whip in her hand, and smiled coquettishly at everyone: "Xuelan is here first, thank you for cutting your love." ”

Hearing this, everyone showed a cold light on their faces and walked out of the main hall one after another.