Chapter 584: Incarnate Ten Million

The top and bottom of the Lanyan Academy worked together, and Gu Lan was naturally not idle.

Returning to the God Realm, he opened the Creation Blue Lotus and let Mu Yuyan enter it to cultivate.

And he himself did not enter it to recover, he regained his strength, and he could already start the path of beheading his own corpse.

Cutting off oneself is not the same as cutting evil and good, he needs to understand more things.

Therefore, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately cast the Sanqing incarnation, and then used the incarnation clone to enter the Six Realms and Three Thousand Worlds with the incarnation.

This road is very similar to Zhongren's enlightenment in the Heavenly Ancestral Land, and it is also very similar to the incarnation of the old man in the night three thousand and traveling through the world.

It's just that Gu Lan's path is different from the two, Zhongren is seeking detachment, and Yeming is seeking a breakthrough.

And Gu Lan is looking for his own self, and then cut it off.

The road is destined to be long.

Mu Yuyan can't accompany him, and there is no one to accompany him.

In the Nine Heavens of the Divine Realm, among the monks who fought with the Light Clan, Gu Lan's clone was there.

In the Three Thousand Human Realms, among the monks who fought against foreign evil objects, there was also Gu Lan's clone.

These doppelgangers will either become stronger or die, and all their perceptions will be integrated into his soul.

The galaxy is thousands of miles, and time is instantaneous.

Gu Lan's realization this time took a full ten years.

In this decade, the battle between the Divine Realm and the Light Clan has ended.

In the end, it ended with the light clan retreating to the heavenly world and defending it.

The various clans in the Divine Realm also consumed a lot at this time, so they naturally did not dare to continue to attack the Chengtian World, firstly, where was the base camp of the Light Clan, and secondly, the Divine Son of the Light Clan retreated and recovered.

If the other party is forced to rush and the god son Arthur is out of the customs, no one will be able to stop him.

At this time, people remembered Gu Lan again.

I thought of the peerless Tianjiao who single-handedly injured the invincible God Son of the Light Clan.

"I don't know if the Lord of the Lanyan Academy Palace has recovered his strength in the past ten years, if he hasn't recovered his strength, but the Divine Son of the Light Clan has recovered his strength, then wouldn't all our ten years of hard work have come to naught."

"It is said that the injury of the Divine Son of the Light Clan is not light, and it takes a hundred years of retreat and cultivation to recover, but the Light Clan has a secret method of sacrificing Qi Luck, if you directly consume Qi Luck to recover for that Divine Son, it is estimated that the time will be shortened by half."

"Alas! We, the Emperor Realm cultivators, still don't guess the battle between the powerhouses of the God Realm, do our part, and when the sky falls, there will naturally be a high top. ”

The worlds of all sides began to recuperate, and many monks were also talking about the future of the divine realm.

Some are negative, some are positive, but what the future holds, no one knows.

……

"Amitabha!"

"The donor has a relationship with the Buddha, why should you be greedy for the fox demon, indulging in women is vain after all, it is better to enter my Zhengde Temple, the green light ancient Buddha is a long-term companion, and the avenue can be expected!"

In a mortal city in the Divine Realm, a monk was pulling a down-and-out scholar to preach.

The down-and-out scholar had dark eyes, his face was full of ashes, and he angrily broke free from the monk's hand.

"Stinky monk, get out of here!"

"I'm willing to be addicted to women! Whether my lady is a human or a demon, it can't be your turn! ”

The scholar said nothing, and ran away.

He ran out of the city, where was the place where he and his own lady met, and he must see his own lady again tonight.

"Amitabha!"

"Mortals are obsessed, obsessed!"

The monk held a Zen staff in his hand, jumped out of dozens of zhang in one step, and instantly caught up with the scholar.

The rest of the room was as if they hadn't seen it.

Only one green-shirted swordsman sat next to the tea stall and silently watched all this happen.

"The monks of Zhengde Temple are interesting and interesting!"

"Little Er, tea money!"

The green-shirted swordsman threw down two copper plates on the tea table, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

When Xiao Er heard the voice, he looked back and saw only two copper plates dripping around, touched his head strangely, and said, "This guest is walking so fast, as if he was blown away by this strong wind." ”

The sun sets on the west mountain, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

In a ruined temple, the scholar holds the Four Books and Five Classics, sits on the tattered bed and recites ancient poems: "Ten miles of Pinghu is full ......of frost, and every inch of lovesickness is sorrowful."

After a poem was sung, the scholar was already in tears.

He hugged his head and cried as he shouted:

"Mei Niang! Wife! Why haven't you come out to see me yet? ”

Suddenly, a gloomy wind rose.

The tattered door creaked as if some demon was doing something, and the scholar was not only not afraid, but overjoyed.

"Lady!"

He shouted and wanted to get out of the house, who had ever wanted to step on a wooden stick and almost fell.

Fortunately, a woman in red appeared in time and hugged him.

"Lady! You really didn't lie to me, you still came to see me! ”

When the scholar saw the woman in red, his face was overjoyed.

The woman in red had a gorgeous face, and there was a charm between her eyebrows, but she couldn't see a smile at this time.

"Xiao Lang, I'm a fox demon, I'm here to harm you, I can't be your lady!"

"No!"

"Mei Niang! In my heart, no matter if you are a human or a demon, you are my wife! ”

"Are there still few demons in this world? I don't care which one of them is not alive and well, I just want you! ”

"But, but grandma will kill you......"

"I'm not afraid of death!"

"Giggles!"

As the two spoke, there was a cold laugh outside the door.

A twig wound around the two of them at great speed.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, a golden light fell from the sky and cut off the branches.

"Amitabha!"

"Dryad! You want to snatch people from me, too! ”

"Old bald donkey! Don't think you're from Zhengde Temple, I'm afraid of you! ”

Outside the door, the demonic energy and the golden light fought together.

Inside the door, the scholar and the fox demon hugged each other tightly, trembling.

On the roof, the green-shirted swordsman took the flask from his waist, took a big sip, and then jumped down.

His form appeared in front of the scholar and the fox demon.

"Who are you?"

"Do you also want to break up me and Mei Niang!"

The scholar stretched out his thin arms and stood in front of the fox demon.

The green-shirted swordsman ignored him, but lifted his hat with his sword, revealing a face that was a little more beautiful than the fox demon.

Seeing that the swordsman was so handsome, the scholar and the fox demon were shocked.

The swordsman is a clone of Gu Lan, who has been traveling in this world for ten years and has seen countless lives and deaths.

There was another good show in front of him, and he naturally couldn't miss it.

Gu Lan came to the scholar and put a sword against the other party's chest.

"I'll kill you and let go of the fox demon that sucks your yang energy, are you willing?"

"As long as you let the lady go, I'm willing to do anything!"

The scholar did not hesitate.

On the side, the fox demon showed a different look in his eyes.

"Good!"

Gu Lan nodded, and the sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, but instead of killing the scholar, a sword pierced the chest of the red-clothed fox demon.

Yes!

A terrible scream sounded, and the fox demon revealed its prototype.

"I broke your thousand-year-old cultivation to help this scholar restore his sucked yang life, are you willing?"