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Ming Cliff.

Three years later.

At the end of Mingya Bay, the beach in the middle is the same as before, but the left and right sides of the hundreds, if not hundreds of miles, have changed. Not only are there more caves carved on the cliffs, but there are also people who have moved to the refined fairy mansions, stretching along the beach, shops, restaurants, inns, etc., plus the monks who come and go endlessly, making the once barren and secluded place finally have the appearance of a market town!

A bamboo plank road, shallowly erected in the shallow water of the sea. There is a grass hut with four winds on it, and below it is a railing and a bench with a backrest, and there are four old men, Ma Mingzi, Ma Ningzi, Chundaozi and Shan Luozi, and another person stands next to him and talks with a smile.

"Hehe! This grass pavilion was built, and it also added a place to watch the sea by the water for several Taoist friends, and named it 'Mingya Xiaoyue'......"

The old man who spoke raised his finger and scratched it a few times, and there was an extra line of flowing handwriting on the pillar of the grass pavilion. He looked at it for a while, raised his hand and said: "I have moved the Haitian Pavilion of Jieling Island here, and I also invited a few Taoist friends to have fun, hehe, don't give ......" He stopped being verbose and walked away. Ma Mingzi, Chun Daozi, and Shan Luozi gestured with their chins, and Ma Ningzi got up and responded: "Kong Daoyou is gracious, and he will be bothered another day!"

"Kong Daozi is far away on Jieling Island, and he actually surrendered to Lin Yi early......"

The old man who left was none other than Kong Daozi from Jieling Island. When he heard about Lin Yi's feat of killing Jiuxuan and chasing away the Demon Venerable, he took the heroes on the island to Mingya Bay, and visited a group of cave masters, and did not forget to build a grass pavilion on the beach and take the opportunity to climb one or two.

Ma Ningzi saw Kong Daozi go away, turned around and smiled at Chun Daozi who was talking: "Lin Zun's age may not be very old, and the style of acting is like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace to be sought, and it is like Feihong a little water, which is interesting and interesting!" He sat down with his back to him, his eyes swept over the distant scenery and the gradually rising hustle and bustle, and said, "Brother, do you think so?"

Ma Mingzi on the side sighed: "My brother is really insightful, and my foolish brother can't do it!"

Chundaozi and Shan Luozi looked at each other speechlessly, each slightly embarrassed. Listen to the words, see the opportunity and know the fun. What Ma Mingzi said, how could it not be the emotion of the two of them. If he had seen that Lin Yi had the ability to reverse the situation, he would not have realized it later. And now guarding here is a sincere and ambitious move.

Ma Ningzi hurriedly waved his hand, changed his words, and said: "Brother has extraordinary knowledge, why don't you break it down on Lin Zun's calamity, and the younger brother will listen to it......."

Ma Mingzi's face eased slightly, stroked his beard and groaned, and said: "As far as I know, the so-called Nine Tribulations are the Red Dust Tribulations. If you want to pass this hurdle, you naturally have to taste all kinds of difficulties, hardships, anxieties, and difficulties in the world. If you are not a person with great perseverance and bravery, you will not be able to overcome the path of misfortune. Even so, I'm afraid that you and I won't have a chance......" At this point, his unwilling expression was overflowing.

Ma Ningzi smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, Lin Zun is where you and I have the opportunity." Now that three years have passed, he may be close to success......" Chun Daozi and Shan Luozi looked up with him, and there was expectation in their eyes.

Lin Yi made a promise in Kowloon Tong to share the Three Emperors Sutra in Japan so that he could promote the Tao and benefit all people. If there is such an opportunity, it is not out of reach for everyone present today to cultivate to the Luo Tian Three Realms.

Hundreds of zhang away from the seashore is the steep and towering cliff. The cave at the top of the peak is still closed, and even Granny Huang rarely visits. Exactly what happened in it, no one knows.

Ma Mingzi shook his head and said, "There are other rumors that the Nine Dooms Tribulation traverses the three realms of Luotian, and it is by no means a short period of three or five years that can be accomplished......"

Ma Ningzi was puzzled and interrupted: "It's just a tribulation, is it possible that it will take hundreds of thousands of years?"

Ma Mingzi thought for a while and said, "Hundreds of thousands of years is not short, and tens of thousands of years are not long. Wouldn't it be that after hearing the chaos theory of the year, the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor still did not forget to seek a way to cross the tribulation......" He saw that Ma Ningzi, Chun Daozi and Shan Luozi were all puzzled, and said helplessly: "I don't know much about the three realms of Luo Tian, and I will wait until Lin Zun is out of the customs before asking for advice......"

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Cave House, Quiet Room.

On the stone couch in the quiet room, Lin Yi once again faintly revealed his limbs and body from nothingness, and gradually regained a bit of his humanoid appearance. And he was still unable to move, as if he was in a trance, but in his inexplicably powerful divine sense, he easily passed through the cave wall and heard the conversation of several people on the beach clearly.

"The Nine Dooms Tribulation traverses the Three Realms of Luotian?"

"The Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor are already masters of the Luo Heaven Realm, why do they still seek the Three Emperors Sutra and realize the method of the Nine Transformations? Is it also to survive the calamity of the Nine Dooms......

The voices of Ma Ningzi and Ma Mingzi made people sound a little ignorant. However, the two of them also revealed a fact that had been overlooked. The Immortal Emperor's intention in creating the "Three Emperors Sutra" was naturally to finally break through the three realms of Luo Tian, but the method of the Nine Transformations that the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor sought was another way to survive the 'Nine Dooms'.

I still remember that Bi Kang once said: "It is reported that after cultivating to the Three Realms of the Cave Heaven, the Heavenly Tribulation did not end there. If you want to break through the three realms of Luotian, you must cross the 'Nine Dooms'. And before the opportunity comes, the catastrophe will come. For this reason, the master searched for the "Three Emperors Sutra" of Emperor Kui but could not, so he realized the method of "Nine Turns of Tianluo", and reincarnated through the dust with distraction, and then nine turns into one, or he could overcome the doom and preach the Tao......"

Bi Kang also said, "The figures in the Four Elephants and Five Elements Circle are the distractions of the Master, and each of them has a lifetime realm perception, which is hard-won and extremely extraordinary......!

Regardless of the realm of the Immortal Emperor back then, at least the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor have been busy crossing the tribulation. As mentioned above, it is still incomprehensible. And what about the catastrophe of Lin someone's nine dooms, is it such an endless sinking back and forth, or is it trapped on a stone couch with an uncertain future?

Lin Yi became more and more confused, and the sea of knowledge that seemed to be there was nothing suddenly drifting in chaos. He simply put aside all the obscure and unknown things, only kept his mind quiet, and reminisced about the strange and familiar life that was gradually distant.

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It was an isolated island in the middle of the sea, an outlying island.

At sunset, the figure of an old man staggered alone on an uninhabited beach. After a moment, he paused with his cane to look back, and slowly raised his eyes into the distance.

The outlying islands are a place of refuge for the lonely side of the world. And now on the island, there is only this old man left, his name is Haisheng.

Haisheng used to live with his grandfather, his grandfather. Grandpa often muttered that Ye Luo still knew that he would return to his roots, and who would not want to go home! And after the old man passed away, Haisheng also became a homeless and rootless person. When the tribesmen couldn't bear the misery and returned to their hometowns one after another, Haisheng never wanted to leave. He couldn't forget that sunny afternoon, when a big ship rode away in the wind and waves. His soul seems to sail with the wind, and even in his dreams, there are also pieces of dazzling golden light!

When the seven or eight-year-old Haisheng slowly grew up, he has been waiting for the day when the sea and the sky will be wide. But he was not depressed by this, but he stood on the island contentedly, letting the sunset stain his eyes, and the sea breeze wrinkling his face, and watching the clouds roll and the stars move!

In other words, he is waiting for his own pure land, banishing the rest of his life, and letting his dreams sail away with the wind with dazzling golden light......

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Lin Yi was in a trance, and there seemed to be a light flickering in his lonely state of mind, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The floating life is leisurely, and the crane sings for nine days." Persistence is always there, and a thought is eternal...... "Only then did he have an epiphany, and his changing body suddenly solidified, and without waiting for it to be experienced, his limbs and hundreds of bones collapsed again. He let out a low moan, and then said in surprise: "What kind of life will it be......

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Under the moonlit night, a silver figure crossed the jungle, jumped up the hill, raised its arrogant head and roared to the sky!

"Whew-"

A howl echoed through the wilderness, and a cold slaughter and unyielding anger soared into the sky.

It was a silver wolf king, with stains of blood on his body. He howled, then looked into the distance with his blood-colored eyes. When I came, the grassland was still full of blood. There was a life-and-death battle, and after losing the lives of hundreds of his companions, the wolves he led were defeated. However, he made the group of offenders feel horror and fear, and also gained the respect of a true opponent!

The wolf king jumped off the hill, abandoned the wolves, climbed the mountain alone, and limped up a lone peak a hundred feet high.

In the cave at the top of the peak, under the dim light, sat an old man. His clothes were ragged, his face was covered with dirt, he had lost a left leg, and he had discarded wooden sticks and jars beside him, and he was clearly a beggar at the end of his rope. He was drowsy, smelled movement, and complained: "Oops, it's going to fight again......"

The wolf king went to the cave without saying a word, and leaned down obediently, and began to lick his wounds under the old man's caresse. He was adopted by the other party from the time he left his mother's womb. Although he is a wolf king with noble blood, the beggar in front of him is his only trust and reliance.

The old man took out a piece of blackened and smelly dried meat from his arms, and said with pity: "Be hungry, and ...... hungry."

The wolf king did not dislike it, and opened his mouth to bite the piece of meat and slowly devoured it. He was no longer the lonely king who led the wolves, but a wounded child back home.

The old man continued to stroke the wolf king's silverquill, and said to himself: "You are a wolf, destined to roar in all directions! And I am a grassland royal family, but it is a begging end, just ......" He yawned, reclined down, closed his eyes and smiled: "Dreams are boundless......"

A gust of wind came, the lights went out, and a few wisps of green smoke curled up in the night.

Humans and beasts snuggle up, and everything is ......

On the stone couch in the quiet room, a flickering figure is changing dramatically. At this time, he is either a wolf, pursuing his own world in loneliness, or a beggar, begging for a broader dream in hesitation......