When His Holiness falls, a vision rises.

Dark clouds gathered at a height of 3,000 feet, and hail the size of a bean grain fell on the Dianxing Mountain Range.

This is the Heavenly Dao's response to the end of His Holiness's life.

Deeper in the mountains, a mournful beast roar rang out.

All the cultivators above the Fourth Realm in the East Continent felt the disappearance of that aura.

For thousands of years, no one in Dongli has been able to break through to the Venerable Realm, not because they don't know how to break through, but because of the limitations of the environment of heaven and earth, the self-blockade of Dongli Heavenly Dao.

In fact, they have quite a bit of an understanding of the Venerable realm.

So they know what it means for this breath to disappear.

His Holiness will die the same, and immortality is a mirror.

So practice, for what?

For the first time in their lives, their solid Dao hearts were shaken.

I don't know how many people were vomited blood at this moment.

Li Chunshui's mana propped up a shield to isolate the dense hail above his head.

He only sighed and sighed, and none of the invaders ended well.

His way of thinking was different from that of the cultivators of this world, and he did not risk the loss of his Dao heart.

The demon is over, and everyone has nothing to talk about.

Yun He and Yun Song laughed and walked away.

Ji Liankong glanced at Li Chunshui, and Lu Qianfan turned into two sword lights and left, until the end of this matter, Lu Qianfan only said four words.

Low-key, restrained, but very stylish.

He Mengshan glared at Li Chunshui fiercely before leaving, he planned to go back and let Zao Wou-Ki find a way to deal with this ant.

Li Chunshui glared back coldly.

He thought, if the eyes can kill, the master may not be worse than you.

Duan Lingfeng was a little stunned, and he bowed his hand to the Empty Cicada Master.

"Dare to ask the abbot of the empty cicada, since you have become a bad void, why do my generation practice?"

"Amitabha! Dependent arising voidness, seeing nature becomes a Buddha, if you see all things that are not in phase, that is, you see as you are. ”

The empty cicada seems to be only explaining the fall of the Ice Demon, and it seems to be talking about the cultivation itself.

Duan Lingfeng thanked him.

Wu Xiu doesn't believe in Rulai, he only believes in himself, but he can understand.

He asked about this just to strengthen his Dao heart through the resonance of the empty cicada.

The cicada understands, but the monks always like to make things convenient.

He was kind and kind, and finally smiled kindly at Li Chunshui, folded his hands and turned into Buddha light and fled.

After the incident here, Li Chunshui returned to the sect with Shizun and others.

Taiyi's border blockade has long been removed, which makes Li Chunshui a little regretful.

But if he enters the Taiyi realm again in the future, it will be another story.

It was almost a month since I came out, and it only took one day to go back.

Li Chunshui couldn't hide his joy in his heart, and he had gained a lot from this trip.

In addition to the inheritance of the Jingsu Sword Mansion, the storage rings of those high-level demon cultivators in the Dianxing Mountain Range after their death were also swept up in his hands before he met his predecessors.

In addition to a large number of spirit stones, there were also many various types of pills among the trophies, including several Shenglin Pills that were worth a lot of money.

Therefore, he decided not to spend any more time studying the art of alchemy.

He doesn't have the talent for alchemy, and it is better to go out and grab what he will refine by himself in the future, no, the quality of going out and picking it up is good.

He simply consolidated his cultivation in his residence, and then couldn't help but go out to visit his old friends.

He felt that he had done something great this time, and since it was amazing, of course he was not unhappy.

This time, even the master and the sect master praised him, what about the others?

He coughed lightly to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Qingmei was not there, and Yuliang said that there seemed to be something wrong with her practice, and she went out yesterday to find a solution.

Li Chunshui was stunned for a moment.

He didn't quite understand why he didn't feel comfortable seeing Qingmei for the first time after he came back.

The warm and charming voice and smile came to his mind and lingered.

He shook his head and rushed to Mingxin Peak.

The other disciples who met him along the way would take the lead in saluting, calling them "Senior Brother Li", with admiration in their eyes.

Senior Brother Li's affairs made them proud.

When two or three female disciples saw him, they hurriedly called out to their friends, took out the jade slip and began to take pictures, chattering excitedly in their mouths.

Li Chunshui is not as cold as the senior brother, not as rigid as the second senior brother, and not as perfect but unattainable as Luo Qingyun.

His image is more approachable, with no sense of distance.

"This is Senior Brother Li Chunshui! He finally came out!"

"First go to the thunder punishment order, and then break the demon road conspiracy, this is the good man in our minds!"

"I wonder what Senior Brother Li's criteria are for selecting Taoist couples?"

"Phew, don't try to rob my senior brother Chunshui!"

Li Chunshui smiled and waved at them.

"Look! Senior Brother Li waved at me!"

The admiring gazes in the eyes of the other male disciples began to turn resentful.

Li Chunshui's vanity is overflowing.

He held back his grin.

He thought, what is excellence? This is excellence!

"Hey, please call Master Li Excellent in the future!"

"Hmm...... Forget it, be low-key, and deliberately show off and fall behind!"

He felt that the road seemed to be much shorter today.

He finally walked slowly to the top of Mingxin Peak.

Lin Feng cultivated to perfection and comprehended the Dao heart in retreat.

Liu Yongcheng and the little fat man are performing rookie tasks outside.

Zhang Jiu is still in Xiaoju Mountain and has not returned.

He was a little disappointed, but it was okay.

He returned the way he came, and walked into Xingyun Peak again, when it was getting late.

Kong Yue went out with Chen Shidao to inspect the formation, but he was not there.

He went to Feihong Peak again, and unfortunately learned that Gu Jing suddenly went out in the middle of his walk.

It's embarrassing.

He spurted, and there was nowhere to be said with enthusiasm.

So he went to the Daozang Pavilion, where there was another acquaintance.

The carved and hollowed out bronze incense burner is burning with unknown spices, and the curling green smoke slowly emittes out, concentrating and calming.

The quiet and gentle Luo Wanyun stopped copying books seemingly endlessly.

She was surprised and poured him freshly brewed flower tea.

Li Chunshui took it and always remembered to say thank you.

He was a little embarrassed.

Because he remembered that when Silver Mist Peak first met, he didn't even pour a cup of tea for this girl.

He didn't know if the woman in front of him was still coveting his talent and appearance, and wanted to be his Taoist companion.

After all, he still owes the other party a favor.

He felt he might be in the wrong place.

After Luo Wanyun sat back on the long case, she looked at him with a light smile.

He didn't want to show off anymore, in case the other party admired him more, how would it be good.

He's always looking for something to talk about.

"Are there other disciples in the Daozang Pavilion, why do you keep letting a girl's family copy books here, wouldn't you live up to the good times outside?"

Luo Wanyun pursed her lips and chuckled.

"Senior sister's qualifications are ordinary, she is weak in the upper realm, and she can't bear to see some blood, but copying books here is excellent. ”

"What did you copy today?"

"The remnants of the ancients, talking about the commentary of the divine soul, if you often go out to explore, senior brother, you may wish to take a look later, you can solve some of the diseases of the powerful divine soul. I wonder if Senior Brother has ever encountered the remnants of the consciousness of the Star Sword Sect in the Jingsu Sword Mansion?"

Li Chunshui thought of Senior Brother Jingsu.

In that hall, until the end, he didn't get close to the starlight that carried the illusory shadow of Jingsu, and this was what he was afraid of.

Although he respects Ijuku very much.

He didn't dare to test the humanity of a remnant soul who had been trapped for thousands of years.

He will not be so arrogant that he will fight wits and courage with the great power that has lived for thousands of years with only the experience of two lifetimes.

He didn't want people to know about Ijuku.

This involves the secret of his sword cultivation.

He took a sip of flower tea and turned the conversation elsewhere.

"I didn't encounter it, but I got some sword skills. Isn't this reincarnation similar to the reincarnation of the Holy Maiden of the Red Moon Sect?"

"It's very different. The reincarnation of the red moon is the symbiosis of two souls, inseparable, and there is no way to strip it. And because the soul of the previous life is strong in cultivation, it will be several times stronger than the newborn divine soul, and eventually the consciousness of the new soul will be destroyed, which is what they call the awakening of the saint. ”

"This is also the reason why the reincarnated saint cultivator of the Red Moon cannot surpass the previous life, the divine soul is incomplete, how can he enter the realm?"

Li Chunshui thought about it, he always felt that the Red Moon Sect had something to do with the Star Sword Sect.

As for the title of the Demon Cult, it is normal for the current rulers to classify a group of thugs who are trying to restore them as terrorists.

If the identity of his Sword Palace disciple is revealed, I am afraid that it will not be much better.

Who can be sure that he will not have the ambition to reunify the cultivation world in the future.

I have been in charge of my own house for a long time, and no one wants to have more than one on my head.

The jade plaque was no longer hanging around his waist, but was included in the ring.

He was very disgusted by the method of reincarnation, so he was not sympathetic to the situation of the Red Moon Sect.

"This method hurts the heavens and harmony, it is tantamount to fighting fate with life, but is there a way to prevent reincarnation from awakening?"

Luo Wanyun shook her head and looked out the window.

Calculate the time, this year's Red Moon Saintess is about to awaken.

She sympathized with the poor man.

"It is born from the same root, and it is not easy to stop it. ”

Unless the person concerned is mortally injured and dying before awakening, the soul loses its foundation, and the more powerful the past life soul, the more fearful it will be.

The two souls will merge together, not destroy each other.

Just like Jiufang said to Qingmei, it's just that there is an extra memory in his mind.

But at that time, what was the point?

So she simply didn't say anything.

Li Chunshui admired Luo Wanyun's insight.

He had to admit that this girl was more talented than him.

Luo Minggui paid more and more attention to Li Chunshui.

So when Li Chunshui entered the Daozang Pavilion, he learned about it from other disciples.

It put him in a good mood.

"Hehe, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, I'll just say it! The young man is strong-blooded, how can he not miss my granddaughter!"

He felt that the Luo family could probably continue to prosper peacefully for the next thousand years.

He paced with his back and couldn't help but hum a little tune.

Luo Qingyun, who came to visit, saw this scene and his eyes widened in surprise.

He thought, could the third grandfather's cultivation in the later stage of his enlightenment also take the wrong medicine?

At this time in the Dot Star Mountains.

The hail has long stopped, and the place where the Demon Venerable fell has been destroyed by landslides and rocks, and the wilderness is in shambles.

The remnants of the overhaul are still there, and no demon beast has dared to come and eat the scattered corpses of demon cultivators in the mountains and forests.

A blood-colored thunderbolt fell, and Mount Hemon returned again.

With a gloomy face, he waved his sleeves to break through the collapsed and clogged Ice Demon Seal Cave and walked in.

There was indeed no living creature in the dim cave anymore.

He went to the deepest depths.

The stone wall at the end of the cave entrance has intricate and incomprehensible deep lines appearing.

He stretched out his fingers and slid them along the lines, and the white light lit up, reflected in his blood-colored pupils.

Sure enough, it was a temporary entrance to the secret realm of the East Departure.

A cold smile appeared on his face.