"Shocking?" What is that, Yang Yan frowned slightly, although he had doubts, he didn't say anything, all the seniors present were seniors, and it was not his turn to interject. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sure enough, when Xuanji Zhenren opened his mouth, several powerful people present, except for Master Keats, still showed compassion and smiled. The rest of them all frowned and looked at Xuanji Zhenren

"Xuanji, the heaven-shattering plan is very important, and we should discuss it privately. Don't talk nonsense in front of juniors. Maoshan's Jiugong Zhenren was the first to speak

Elder Yuanfeng also said, "Jiugong is right, this matter is very important, so it's better for us to be cautious." The rest of the people all nodded yes.

Xuanji Zhenren shook his head and stroked his long beard: "No, no, no, now the way of the world has changed." There is not one in ten monks of my generation, the avenue is deep and hidden, it is difficult to enter the Tao, and it is even more difficult to cultivate the Tao. It's time for our perceptions to change. “

Xuanji Zhenren said very softly and slowly. But every word was chiseled into the hearts of everyone like a knife and a sword.

"Alas...... I don't have to wait......" The Mountain Celestial Master let out a long lament.

"Amitabha, you don't need to be like that. The cycle of cause and effect is endless. This moment of dormancy is to usher in the dawn of tomorrow. Master Keats whispered a Buddha horn.

The Nine Palaces True Person, the Mountain Celestial Master, and the Yuanfeng Elder are all masters in the cultivation world, and their hearts are as strong as a rock. It's just a moment of melancholy, and it quickly recovered.

After the matter was revealed, Xuanji Zhenren sat up straight and said, "Today, we are gathering, and the earth-shattering strategy is urgent. Later, the Terrans will be powerless to stop it. I propose that in three days there be a conference that will be held! So as not to have many dreams at night. ”

The old man agreed.

"It's the same with the poor."

"This Heavenly Master also agrees."

"Amitabha, good, good. The old man should do his best. ”

"Good! Then the matter has become so decided! "Xuanji Zhenren slapped the case hall and said loudly!

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As the sun set, Xuanji Zhenren was reclining on a bamboo and rattan reclining chair, and on the small vermilion lacquer bench beside him, Yang Yan was looking at the gradually falling sunset with a distracted face, and he didn't want to come back to his senses for a long time......

"Does that really mean it?" The dry throat made Yang Yan's voice hoarse.

"If you have to do it, you can't help it." Xuanji Zhenren, who had a calm face, turned his head to look at Yang Yan and suddenly laughed: "But you don't have to go, we old guys have lived for so long." It's also time to get moving. Stay and continue our ways. ”

"But ......" choked speechlessly, making Yang Yan's throat seem to be stuffed into a ball of cotton, unable to spit it out or swallow.

"Remember, children. My generation of monks is upright. Not for the sky, not for the earth, just for the sentient beings, tens of millions of people, even if they become immortals and ancestors in the future, don't forget to wait for us to be humans. Die...... The old man is not afraid. What I'm afraid of is that I will never see when this great river and mountain will be beautiful again! When he said this, Xuanji Zhenren's bright eyes couldn't help but be clouded. Okay, you're sitting here. I'm going back to my room and meditating. ”

"Pengju obeys the teachings!" Yang Yan endured his sad face, full of unwillingness. Why! Why is God so ruthless, why so many innocent people have died, why can't you protect me with this lifting of your head!

Heaven-shattering strategy -- the only vitality that countless bigwigs in the cultivation world have worked hard to calculate nowadays, the avenue is obscure, and the heavenly path is not visible. Alien exodus, stepping on one after another.

Only with the power of all the monks in this realm can the heavens be martyred. It is a heaven-shattering strategy to reach the heavens with infinite Dao intentions, awaken the dormant Heavenly Dao, and shock the heavens with the small strength of the mortal body!

When Yang Yan heard the news, he was undoubtedly shocked and even frightened. This extremely high degree of sacrificing the small self to complete the decision of the big self made Yang Yan incomprehensible. Why so many people agree.

"The old man and several fellow Taoists jointly performed a secret method to attract the popularity of all sects in the world. Except for some of the powerful cultivators, no one is immune! The participant does not need to know about it. When Xuanji Zhenren said this, he was very calm, and the calm even made Yang Yan feel a little bitter.

yes, even if you don't agree. In this world, if the Heavenly Dao does not reappear, the final destruction will not be too far away. And all this Yang Yan couldn't even make a single effort.

"Kid, you have a great future. You are a casual cultivator, so you don't need to participate in this earth-shattering conference. You hold this dragon stone, and when the earth-shattering meeting begins, you will crush the stone, but then your qi will be completely blinded. There will not be a trace of danger. Yang Yan took the stone engraved with countless small dragon patterns, and said with a complicated expression: "Why do you want to give it to me." Isn't it good to leave it to your own disciples? ”

"Alas...... I'm old, but I'm not blind. Today's Shushan is full of black smoke and miasma, and there is not even a person with a clear sword heart in the mountains, everyone is for their own interests, since the death of the old sect master, Shushan has changed. But you are different, child, people with crooked hearts cannot practice the pure yang righteousness of this body, and the pure yang righteousness of this body will also lead you all the way to the right path! ”

For three days, Yang Yan seemed to have fallen into a chaotic and hazy realm, and he was martyred just to save the poor people. Is this really the only way......

Three days passed quickly, early that morning. Xuanji Zhenren came with Yang Yi's imperial sword, Huaxia Daoting - Kunlun Mountain!

On the high mountain of Kunlun, where the clouds and mist are misty and the fairy clouds are hazy, a magnificent and extremely luxurious palace stands in it, in the dazzling palace of golden light. Sitting sat nine Taoist monks with different faces.

In addition to Master Keats, Mountain Celestial Master, Jiugong Zhenren, and Elder Yuanfeng that Yang Yan had seen, there were also two white-bearded old men with similar faces, a middle-aged nun holding a dusty and gray monk's robe, a bearded man wearing a red-bottomed gold-edged dragon-patterned robe, and a scholarly scholar with a light shirt and a feather fan.

"You've all arrived, the old man is late." Genji Zhenren laughed and walked through the door.

And the nine people sitting on the ground also got up one after another, bowed their hands and saluted back: "It's not too late, it's good to come." ”

As soon as the nine of them took a step forward, Yang Yan felt like there were nine mountains covering the sky, and he pressed down heavily. The vast momentum almost rushed Yang Yan out directly.

Fortunately, Xuanji Zhenren pulled Yang Yi in time, and saw that there was a young man behind Xuanji Zhenren. The bearded man among the nine spoke: "Xuanji, what do you mean by this, what are you doing with a little ghost?" ”

Xuanji Zhenren smiled and said, "I want to do this earth-shattering thing today, such a big thing." There should be a person who watches the ceremony, why does Wei Tianhou think that I am not a good little Taoist friend? ”

Hearing Xuanji Zhenren say this, Wei Tianhou was stunned for a moment, and then squinted his eyes slightly to look at Yang Yan, and was stared at by Wei Tianhou's tiger eyes, Yang Yan only felt that there was a blazing flame constantly baking him, but he could only remain motionless.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Wei Tianhou first sighed lightly, and then retracted his gaze and smiled: "Deserved, deserved." And he said no more.

With such a small episode, Yang Yan was no longer as nervous as before, but hid behind Xuanji Zhenren and observed the few people present.

The few people I had seen before didn't talk about it, let's just say that the big man with tiger-eyed eyes just now, Yang Yan squinted his eyes and looked at him, the space around this person was slightly distorted, like a human-shaped fire ball, constantly scorching the surrounding void. And the two old men with similar faces are blurred phantoms. Yang Yan rubbed his eyes several times, but he couldn't see whether these two people were not moving here, or whether they were shaking constantly.

Holding the nun with the dust in his hand, Yang Yan felt the same serene and compassionate artistic conception as Master Keats's body, but at the same time, Yang Yan also felt a strong trace of demon subduing under this mercy, and one mercy and one anger blended together.

And the last scholar gave Yang Yan the strangest feeling, Yang Yan only felt a strong literary atmosphere in him, and the whole person was like a senior old pedant, polite and polite. And every move between the waves seems to contain classic truth.

"Well, it's about time. It's time for us to go. "The literary scholar's feather fan shook gently, and the milky white clouds slowly converged, and a wooden door with a flickering yellowish light gradually appeared." Please! The scholar bowed slightly and made a gesture of please.

"Then you're welcome to wait." The nine people laughed, all bowed their hands in return, and strode into this seemingly ordinary wooden door.

Yang Yan followed behind Xuanji Zhenren and also stepped into the wooden door. As soon as I entered, the whole world was suddenly enveloped in a warm yellow light, and my feet were soft as if I had stepped on cotton, and the whole body was filled with a sense of comfort.

And this feeling only lasted for a moment, when Yang Yan was still savoring, they had already come to a completely unfamiliar place.

On the tall and wide city walls, there are countless powerful guns and cannons, and their faces are pitch black, and even the tattered soldiers in military uniforms, although they have all races, are trying to control these weapons, bombarding countless monsters and monsters on the ground and in the sky.

And at intervals, there will be a monk who assists the soldiers in their attacks, killing monsters that pass through the fire net.

It was here that Yang experienced the cruelty and bloodshed of war for the first time.

The Buddha sensed the arrival of Xuanji Zhenren and others, and in the sky like a black sky, countless hideous and roaring demon faces suddenly appeared.

"Why, old thing. Want to die? ”

"Haha, kill them, and you Terrans will have no hope at all!"

"Quack, yes! Kill them! ”

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The demon face kept taunting and sneering, and the Xuanji real person just looked at them quietly, and when these hideous demon faces smiled well, they also quieted down.

"I see you like an ant, but the ant doesn't know it. It's a great ...... to still do things that laugh at the sky."

"Megalomania!!!

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