Chapter Thirty-Seven: Careful Planning, Eight Desolations Fighting Swords
There is a saying: "I have been planning for 9,000 years, how do I know that it is not an ascetic boat." β
Hao Zhi died, the Immeasurable Venerable wept, and the Six Dharma Heavenly Venerables were stunned, and the death of Hao Zhi completely changed the two people who could have been sanctified, one disappeared into the mortal dust, and the other was unable to get rid of the hatred and hatred because of the murder. The Immeasurable Venerable and the Six Dharma Heavenly Venerables also broke off their righteousness from then on and went to the end of the world.
These old things have been made old, and now the reincarnation of the Haoshou Kun Xun Fairy has already made her real marriage, which is a happy ending. However, the cause and effect of the Six Dharma Heavenly Venerables and the Immeasurable Venerables have become more and more complicated in the past 9,000 years as the human reincarnation has been interlocked. The causal calamity of the two is a later story, not a topic.
In the Great Hall of the Eight Desolate Mountains, the Immeasurable Venerable and the Eight Desolate Dao people were still facing each other there, while the Ziyang Zhenren and those people were calmed by the golden gong and couldn't move there.
"I thought you were buried in the mortal dust, but I didn't expect that you have been planning for the past nine thousand years to avenge the revenge of the year. The Eight Desolation Dao people said to the Immeasurable Venerable.
"Since ancient times, revenge must be avenged, and it is natural for people to pay for their lives, but my revenge is a combination of days, do you want to blame?"
"I don't dare, but are you really going to Jiuxuan Island this time......?
Before the Eight Desolate Daoists could finish speaking, the Immeasurable Venerable interrupted, "Who said that I would enter the Nine Xuan Islands?
"I have a hint of foreboding, and I hope that His Holiness will give me some advice. With that, the Eight Desolate Dao people bowed their hands towards the Immeasurable Venerable.
"Eight Desolate Daoists, have you become so naΓ―ve even in your mind after being an old urchin for so many years? I have been thinking about it for so long, how can I fall short with you? We are all people who are controlled by the number of days, so don't deceive yourself anymore and try in vain to break through the limit of days. The Immeasurable Venerable said with a smile.
Listening to the words of the Immeasurable Venerable, the Eight Desolate Dao people were already a little desperate, and secretly thought in their hearts: "What if you have ** power, it's not that you have to listen to the arrangement of days, you can predict what the days will be with ** power, so you have to wait for death, hey." β
Seeing that the Eight Desolation Dao people were worried, Venerable Immeasurable laughed and said, "Eight Desolations Master and nephew, you can do it yourself." β
With that, a gust of wind swept by, and the Immeasurable Venerable disappeared. With the sound of gongs in the distance, everyone finally woke up, only to see that the Immeasurable Venerable had disappeared, and they were all talking.
Ziyang Zhenren saw the master of the Eight Desolation Daoist looking at the outside of the main hall with a dull expression, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, so he opened his mouth and asked the Eight Desolation Daoist, "How is Master?"
Ziyang Zhenren called back the Eight Desolate Dao people who were wandering outside the hall, which frightened the Eight Desolate Dao people, but they lost their posture in front of everyone, and the Eight Desolate Dao people couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"I wonder if the master has seen the whereabouts of Wu Liang Daoyou?"
Hearing what Ziyang Zhenren said, Wu Liang naturally knew that it was the Immeasurable Venerable, so he opened his mouth and said: "Hongmeng is immeasurable, and it will fall with the wind. After thousands of years of hard work, I saw the sprouts, but I didn't know that they would not wither in the future. β
"Please forgive the disciple for his ignorance, and please give me some advice. β
"You'll find out later. "Hearing what the Eight Desolate Dao people said, Ziyang Zhenren had to be called yes.
At present, there was silence in the main hall, but on the eve of this great battle, no one was not nervous, and suddenly a boy ran in from outside the main hall, ran to the Eight Desolation Dao people and said: "Qiqi Mountain Lord, the disciple of the cat spirit, Fairy Wenyun, has come to see you." β
"Pass her in. β
After a while, I saw a fairy with a beautiful appearance like a flower walk in outside the door, and this person was Fairy Wenyun. From the time Fairy Wenyun came in to the time he stood still, Ziyang Zhenren's squinting eyes never left Fairy Wenyun for a moment.
Seeing Ziyang Zhenren like this, Fairy Wenyun was very angry and secretly said: "Ziyang Zhenren is really an old pervert, no wonder he taught those four stupid apprentices, they are all the same goods, just ignore them." β
"Although this Wenyun Fairy is worse than that Kunxun Fairy, she is also a lovely person, and it is not bad to marry back to be a daughter-in-law, at the moment, Uncle Cat Ling has been killed by the Six Law Children, and the people in their cave mansion are helpless, so they can only rely on my teacher, it is better for me to ask the master to give marriage, and she Wenyun Fairy does not dare to refuse. Ziyang Zhenren's heart slowly developed evil thoughts, and he thought in his heart.
"I don't know what happened to Master Wenyun's nephew?" The Eight Desolation Dao people didn't care about Ziyang Zhenren, but just asked Fairy Wenyun.
"Master died tragically at the hands of the Six Laws, and today I have come to cooperate with you in the Eight Desolate Mountains to fight the Six Laws together!"
Hearing what Fairy Wenyun said, Ziyang Zhenren had a disgusting lewd smile on his face, and said to Fairy Wenyun: "What Fairy Wenyun said is extremely true, why don't we want to kill the enemy, it's just that we have the best strength is really rare, where can we beat the Six Law Children," As he spoke, Ziyang Zhenren took Wen Yun Fairy's hand and continued: "Now that the fairy is coming, I am waiting for a tiger to have wings, and I think that the Six Law Children should be afraid of us now." β
"Let go!" After listening to Ziyang Zhenren's nonsense, Fairy Wenyun only said two words.
Ziyang Zhenren pretended to be crazy and stupid and asked, "What?
"Look for death!" With that, Fairy Wenyun picked up the true qi of Wuwei Morality and hit Ziyang Zhenren.
Where did Ziyang Zhenren have time to react, and he met this Wuwei moral true anger head-on, and the person who was beaten turned on his back, losing face in an instant, everyone covered their stomachs and laughed, and the face of Ziyang Zhenren on the ground was suddenly embarrassed, but without waiting for the attack, Zhen Yiren jumped up.
"You dare to sneak up on my master! I'll give you a good look today!"
"You little doll also competes with me, it's really no one under your door. Fairy Wenyun's words revealed a slight mockery, and Zhen Yiren's heart was annoyed.
"Don't talk nonsense! Look at the move!" After that, Zhen Yiren took the sword and left, and the anger in the sword blade could be seen in it, if Zhen Yiren knew that it was the person in front of him who killed his senior brother, would he be more annoyed or light?
"The little doll is strong, so my sister will accompany you to practice today. With that, Fairy Wenyun summoned the Qingyun Sword with his hand and broke through the air.
Zhen Yiren and Fairy Wenyun formed a confrontation, Zhen Yiren looked nervous, while Fairy Wenyun looked relaxed and did not take Zhen Yiren in his eyes at all.
"Little doll, it's time for my sister to make a move, look at it. I saw Fairy Wenyun pick up the sword in his hand, and disappeared with a flash.
Just as everyone was looking around to check the trace of Fairy Wenyun, they heard Ziyang Zhenren's words: "Pleasant!
Everyone heard the words of Ziyang Zhenren, and they all looked up, only to see Fairy Wenyun descending from the sky with a sword, and the immortal clothes on his body were flying in the air, like a goddess scattering flowers.
After a while, Zhen Yiren only felt that his whole body was unable to move, but he felt as if there was a thin water around his waist, and there was a warm air flow on both sides of his cheeks, but his nose smelled the fragrance of a woman.
"Little doll, have you served my sister?"