Since the end of the war, those who have watched from afar have retreated in fright, because they can no longer see any immaturity from Zhong Shanxue's body.

If Zhong Shanxue's encounter with the Guanghan Palace Master was the starting point of her path to cultivation, then the later journey down the mountain with all the senior brothers and sisters was the turning point, from the death of the senior brothers and sisters in front of her, to the succession of the master, it can be described as a tribulation all the way. However, this kind of ordeal made her change like a rebirth. This kind of change is not an improvement in strength cultivation, but a transformation of the soul.

Heaven and earth are changing all the time, and everyone is growing, but Zhong Shanxue is like a flying fish that suddenly jumps out of the sea, letting everyone know that there is such a person in the world, and many people compare her with Shushan Junwei, thinking that she is not under Junwei.

And the five cultivators of the mountains and seas never appeared in front of Zhong Shanxue again, for Zhong Shanxue, it was as if it had never happened at all, she was still standing there, and the space she was standing in was perfectly integrated with her.

The people in the distance left, even if they were unwilling, they could only leave, because they knew that if there was no great transformation, it would be impossible to snatch the treasure from Zhong Shanxue's hands, unless someone who surpassed Zhong Shanxue appeared.

Zhong Shanxue didn't leave, she was here to guard those disciples of the Guanghan Palace.

Occasionally, there are words to talk about Chen Gong, and Zhong Shanxue and Chen Gong are talked about together, so that Chen Gong knows what happened to Zhong Shanxue, but he didn't go to her, some things have to be faced by himself, not to mention the master of the first palace of Zhong Shanxue Guanghan Palace, and the party who will rise in the big waves between heaven and earth in the future.

On this day, the sea breeze blows in your face, and along with the sea breeze, there is a faint smell of sea. But Zhong Shanxue saw that there was someone in the wind, and this person was blown to Zhong Shanxue's side by the sea breeze like a wisp of smoke. He was from Penglai Immortal Mountain, because Zhong Shanxue felt the unique aura of Penglai disciples from his body.

Everyone's personality is different, everyone's appearance is different, but the aura emanating from cultivating an immortal method can be seen, although each has its own strength and weakness, but it is easy to distinguish. Zhong Shanxue couldn't feel it before, but this time, when he saw it, he knew that the breath on the other party's body was as clear as the palm prints under the lamp.

The person who came was Yun Tian, a disciple of Fengyan Zhenren.

He looked at this almost reborn Zhong Shanxue, and was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, and still said plainly and politely: "Penglai Yuntian has seen the Guanghan Palace Master. ”

Although Zhong Shanxue's cultivation years may not be as long as his, but now Zhong Shanxue has the Guanghan Sword on her body, and she is the master of the Guanghan Palace, and the head of any sect must call her the palace master when she sees her, especially since she survived unharmed in the Nine Palaces Bagua Array of the Five Cultivations of the Mountains and Seas, which makes many people feel more and more the mystery of the Guanghan Palace.

Yun Tian stood opposite Zhong Shanxue, he only felt that when he first saw her, he only felt that she was as sharp as a sword, resolute and resolute, but her mana was not necessarily deep, and now when he saw her again, he couldn't see through her cultivation, whether there was any secret method in the Guanghan Palace that was successfully cultivated by her or was covered by treasures, Yun Tian didn't know. His task is to find a way to invite the new Guanghan Palace Lord back to his master, and when the time comes, his master and the head of Penglai will naturally be able to see through Zhong Shanxue's reality.

Zhong Shanxue didn't answer her, as if she didn't see him.

Yun Tian was slightly angry in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest hint, and he continued: "The disciples of your palace, Yuexia, Yueyun, and Yueshi, and the three disciples in my sect formed a double cultivator three days later, and Yuntian came to greet the palace master on the order of the master. ”

When he said this, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhong Shanxue's expression, and Zhong Shanxue finally reacted when his words fell, and he was faintly happy in his heart, because Zhong Shanxue's reaction seemed to him to contain surprise and worry.

However, when Zhong Shanxue's fugue-like eyes focused on his face, he saw two flames in Zhong Shanxue's eyes, and he suddenly felt as if his eyes were burned by fire, so painful that he couldn't help but close his eyes, but tears couldn't stop flowing from his eyes.

"My eyes ......," Yun Tian exclaimed and retreated, but the clouds under his feet struggled to keep going.

Just when he was afraid in his heart, he heard Zhong Shanxue's words in his ears: "The moonlight, the moonlight, and the moonlight will be expelled from the Guanghan Palace from now on." ”

Yun Tian was shocked, he knew from his master Fengyan Zhenren that this was to swallow up the Guanghan Palace unconsciously, but he didn't expect that this Guanghan Palace Master, who had obviously not been cultivating for a long time, would see it at a glance.

The mystery of the Guanghan Palace made many sects want to get a glimpse of the whole picture, but Yuntian had only now discovered that the Guanghan Palace, just like its name, exuded an indifferent chill.

Yuntian left the mountain and turned into a ball of wind and fled towards Penglai, his eyes could already be opened, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing down.

No matter what kind of cultivation method, the key is still to cultivate the mind, everything a person has experienced is a demonic obstacle on the path of cultivation, and it doesn't matter whether it is right or wrong on the path of cultivation, only occasionally when you look back, you will find that you have changed too much compared to many years ago, and they don't know themselves anymore.

Wang Yuyan had never seen the person who pointed her out, because she heard the voice at the altar of Qingqiu Mountain, and the voice seemed to come from her heart, and she could see everything in her heart clearly. Then the voice taught Wang Yuyan how to break Chen Gong's Dao heart.

Wang Yuyan didn't tell anyone, because she couldn't say it, no matter who noticed something wrong with her and asked her what happened, she couldn't say it, as long as she wanted to say it in her life, she wouldn't know anything, and her mind was blank.

The disciples in the Great Gate Sect all know the place of Qingqiu Mountain, but no one knows where Qingqiu Mountain is, which is as mysterious as Guanghan Palace. But in Wang Yuyan's eyes, that Qingqiu Mountain does not actually exist in the world, or it can be said that it does not exist in the eyes of the world, but escapes into the great thousand between yin and yang.

In Qingqiu Mountain is a small world, or a spatial branch of the Void Immortal Realm, in which the creatures are dominated by foxes and respected by white foxes. What made Wang Yuyan feel most strange was that the altar in the center of Qingqiu Mountain seemed to be sealed with something.

She was painting pictures on the walls of the temple at this time, which were also taught to her by the people in the altar, and the style of painting was eerie, it was a scene in hell, there were mountains of swords, there were seas of fire, there were oil pots, there were heart-cutting tongues, and all the most vicious punishments in the world were painted on the walls of the temple.

As she painted, her mouth reciting a vicious curse, the resentment in her heart seemed to remain on the walls of the temple as she painted.

Not far away, Zhu Toushan and Li Zhiming stood there, the mountain axe in Zhu Toushan's hand had been repaired, but he didn't make a move towards Wang Yuyan, and Li Zhiming did the same, it wasn't that they didn't want to act, but Chen Gong didn't let them do it.

It's not that Chen Gong doesn't know how dangerous he is now, for him in his current state, this is a catastrophe, a critical moment from an ordinary god to a god.

If a person who has been clothed suddenly reveals his body under the scorching sun or cold wind, then this person must feel pain. And if a person who has been blind for a long time opens his eyes in the sun after being treated, he may become blind again. If a fish jumps out of the water to a wider shore, it will die because of the change in the environment in which it grows.

This is just like the calamities of cultivation, if the realm and essence of each person in the cultivation are improved, it will inevitably be accompanied by various calamities.

Chen Gong also suddenly understood after being opened by Wang Yuyan to the catastrophe of the gods, but he didn't want to kill Wang Yuyan, if he killed Wang Yuyan, then there would be a corner in his heart forever to seal this matter, and he would never dare to think of Wang Yushu, this would become another demon in his heart, and the person who pointed out Wang Yuyan caught this point.

Chen Gong wanted to keep the Lingtai clear under the swarming abuse and curses, and wanted to sharpen his state of mind with this, so he didn't stop Wang Yuyan's actions. If he crosses, his state of mind will be as clear as a mirror, looking at all things, and the dust will not be stained, if he can't cross it, he will have demons in his heart, not only will his Dao heart be broken, but the forbidden immortal nightmare technique will definitely awaken again.

Chen Gong has been silent, trying to maintain a little clarity in the immortal's heart, visualizing the blowing of the mountain wind in his heart.

The mountain breeze that blows is not the wind of nature, but an endless number of thoughts, of which only one wind is the cleanest and purest, and remains intact under the collision of countless winds.

The paintings painted on the temple must feel eerie in the eyes of mortals, but the clam is really on Chen Gong's body, and there are scenes in his heart, those who died in his hands have turned into demons in the underworld, grabbed themselves, and imposed all kinds of cruel punishments on themselves, going up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, going into the oil pot to dig out their hearts and cut their tongues...... Bursts of pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow flooded him like a tidal wave.

No one knew that the mountain wind road seal in Chen Gong's mind was getting thinner and thinner, and it was getting brighter and brighter, as thin as a cicada's wings, as bright as a mirror under the sun.

Chen Gong felt like he had become a slender spider silk, he didn't know when he would break off, he didn't know when he would be lost, the only thing he could do was to let the pain and curse from his body or heart attack wantonly.

However, after such a long time, his consciousness is like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, and he may be blown to an unknown place by the wind at any time.

He didn't know the time and forgot everything. But Wang Yuyan stopped at this time, because she had already painted the entire temple with paintings, including the tiles on the temple, which were full of cursed paintings, which were the legendary eighteen layers of hell in the world. Her purpose is to make Chen Gong, who is in the temple, feel like he is in the eighteenth layer of hell, experiencing reincarnation again and again, and bearing the punishment of sin forever.

When Wang Yuyan finished painting, Zhu Toushan said loudly: "What else do you want to do, the eighteen layers of hell have been engraved on the temple by you, isn't it enough?"

He thought that this Wang Yuyan would sneer disdainfully and say that it was not enough, but to his surprise, she actually sighed and said, "Enough, he has fallen into hell." ”

After she finished speaking, she took out a small jade crane from her arms in Zhu Toushan's surprised eyes, and slowly blew on the side of her mouth, as if she had spit out the resentment in her heart at one time.

The jade crane turned into a handsome white crane, more spiritual than when she rode it, like a real living creature. And Zhu Toushan looked at Wang Yuyan, but felt that she had changed in an instant, and she had become a little unrecognizable.