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Everyone is afraid of death, even if some people seem to look down on everything in the world, as long as they can live, they do not want to die. When death comes, they will do something to save their lives.

Sweet potato didn't want to die in the war and famine, so he begged Li Chen to teach him a style of swordsmanship.

Butterfly Dance and Li Chen provoked the young master of the Gao family, although Butterfly Dance and Li Chen were not afraid, the people of the Wind and Rain Pavilion would definitely be in trouble, so Li Chen decided to do something.

The night came again, the moon hung in the air, silent, and the sound of the piano suddenly rose at this time.

Many areas of Daqin have heard such a sound of the piano, and people who have heard it say that when the sound of the piano starts, everyone seems to see a waterfall that reaches the sky, and it is like a quiet picture full of flowers all over the world, and the combination of the two extremes of magnificence and softness is converted into such a sound that is not like the piano sound from the world.

This sound is not the sound that should exist in the world, because the piano that is played is a piano outside the world, and it is a white and crystal perfect hand that plays the piano, which is the hand of the butterfly dance.

That's the hand of the murderer.

In the past, when the sound of the piano started, the blood light must have appeared, and the sound of the piano tonight has appeared, how far is the blood tonight?

Thinking that it should not be far away, Butterfly Dance indifferently played the iron piano in front of her, and the Dao power enveloped Gaofu with the sound of the piano.

Where the sound goes, the power goes.

Tonight's blood still didn't appear, because the sound of the butterfly dance was blocked.

The person who can block the sound of the piano outside the world is, of course, a person outside the world, no matter what is now, he was and will always be a person outside the world,

The man stood in front of him.

Gao Sheng's face was as pale as a piece of tissue paper, but he didn't expect that the country couple he met today was actually the one who could only be stopped by his great-grandfather's shot.

That person is Gao Sheng's great-grandfather, he used to be a person from Lingyundu outside the world, and now he is the real reason why the Gao family has stood in Lan'an for a hundred years.

When he took over the task of going down the mountain in Lingyundu, he never thought that he would meet a woman in Lan'an who made him reluctant to go up the mountain again, so he hid in Lan'an and then went to Lingyundu, and gave himself the name of Gao An in the world.

Gao An's cultivation is much higher than Butterfly Dance, even higher than Li Chen, the reason why he is still reluctant to make a move is because he doesn't know if Butterfly Dance is the person who Ling Yundu came to find him, if so, then Butterfly Dance must have a helper by her side, even if he can kill Butterfly Dance, he is not sure that he can kill the helper brought by Butterfly Dance.

So he released his divine consciousness and carefully looked at every corner of his divine consciousness that could reach.

Gao An finally made a move after making sure that there were no other cultivators beside Butterfly Dance, and he only slapped a palm, and a palm wind that was not visible to non-cultivators followed a strange trajectory through the wall and through the door of the house and blasted towards Butterfly Dance.

There was blood dripping from the corners of his lips on the qin, Butterfly Wu looked at the blood on the qin's body, this was the first time he was injured since his cultivation, and Fang Cai's palm wind was also the only palm he could block, if he had another palm, he would definitely not be able to stop it.

Li Chen once said that the person who knew that he couldn't stop it was a fool, and Butterfly Dance was not a fool, or in Li Chen's eyes, he was not a fool, so Butterfly Wu picked up the piano and decided to escape.

Gao An has already sent out a second palm, this palm is not the first palm, this palm is visible, Gao Sheng looked at the palm that suddenly appeared in his eyes, and even the palm with extremely clear palm prints, he revered Gao An even more in his heart.

Because it is strong, it is revered, and most people in the world are like this. Or, the same is true of the world.

The palm of that hand did not penetrate the wall, but blasted through the wall, blasted through the door of the house, and galloped towards the butterfly dance that had fled, the butterfly dance was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, there would never be a palm that seemed to be fake and not fake, and it seemed to be true and not real.

From the moment Butterfly Dance played the piano, there was a child watching in a remote alley in the distance, it was the child named Sweet Potato.

The palm wind was about to chase the butterfly dance, and the sweet potato didn't know who to say, or said to himself: "Although I understand that there can be no real heroes in the world, I want to do it." ”

What is a hero? No one knows, but at least there is a favor that will be repaid. Butterfly Dance saves Sweet Potato's life, and Sweet Potato decides to go out and save Butterfly Dance's life, even if she will die.

The sweet potato rushed out to face the palm wind.

Sweet potato was taught a sword by Ye Gucheng, and he was already a martial arts master, but now the palm wind he was facing was not something that martial arts could fight.

The iron sword that Sweet Potato had just bought for less than two hours was smashed in an instant, and Sweet Potato's last thought was about such a sword, he thought: The sword I bought for so much silver is actually fake, and the food for more than ten days is gone.

No one knows what people think before they die, it's actually very simple, it's not about life and death, it's just about life.

After all, the sweet potato failed to slow down the palm wind in the slightest, and Li Chen still didn't come, so the palm wind reached Butterfly Dance's body.

Butterfly Dance is much stronger than sweet potatoes after all, so she didn't die, but curled up in a ball in pain, not for herself, but for sweet potatoes.

Of course, it hurts a lot, and it hurts even more, but Butterfly Dance doesn't know where it is, the most painful pain in the world is invisible.

From the moment Butterfly Dance's child died, Butterfly Dance never knew what she cared about in this world, Li Chen? Maybe.

Maybe it means that he doesn't care much, because Butterfly Dance doesn't even care about herself.

Until the moment when the sweet potato died, Butterfly Dance looked at the blood flowing on the ground in front of the sweet potato, and finally knew that the person she cared about the most was the child.

Butterfly Dance's child has long since died, and he has already died without knowing the man or woman, or without knowing his face.

Now the sweet potato is also dead, for the butterfly dance.

Gao An's divine sense sensed that Butterfly Dance was still alive in the Gao Mansion, so he slapped a palm again, as powerful as the previous palm.

Butterfly Dance crawled over and hugged the sweet potato, looking at the blood on the corner of the sweet potato's mouth, as if the moment she saw the bloody baby falling on her body, the body holding the sweet potato began to tremble violently.

The speed of that palm was still so fast, but this time it didn't fall on Butterfly Dance.

There was a sword blocking it.

It was a fast sword, the sword body trembled slightly, the sword qi dispersed, and the sword roared everywhere.

The palm of that hand was cut in two.

The person holding the sword was Li Chen, and Li Chen said: "My people, they can't move, and if they move, in addition to being killed by me, they will commit suicide." ”

Gao An walked out of the Gao Mansion, walked through the long street, and walked in front of Li Chen, "Where are you from?" ”

Li Chen looked at the sword in his hand and said, "No matter where the person is, what he is holding now is a sword that kills people. ”

Gao An said: "You have a good talent, it seems that you have the Nine Realms of Nirvana, you will definitely be able to kill me in the future, but you will definitely not be able to kill me now." ”

Li Chen put the sword on his chest, "I said, my sword is used to kill, if I can't kill you, how can I be worthy of the sword." ”

In order to be worthy of the sword, it is necessary to kill, so Li Chen's sword moves!

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Li Chen's sword was very fast, like a flying swallow, and Li Chen's posture with a sword was very elegant, like a butterfly dancing.

The real butterfly dance is still crying.

Crying is a woman's prerogative, but Butterfly Dance doesn't think so, so Butterfly feels ashamed. Butterfly looked at the sweet potato in her arms and felt angry.

The blood on the ground stopped scattering, and even faintly gathered on Butterfly Dance's body.

The blood seeped into the sea of qi of the butterfly dance to form a small pool of blood, and the sea of qi gradually spread, and the pool of blood was as arrogant as a beast in the sea of qi.

Beasts have bestial nature, so they drink blood; As a result, the blood around Butterfly Dance gathered faster and faster.

When Li Chen decided to help Butterfly Dance, he saw that there was a lot of resentment around Butterfly Dance, and Butterfly Dance was really not an ordinary person.

If the blind man can see this, he will know that Li Chen's fate has unfolded again, but he doesn't know whether it is a bad fate or an opportunity.

The blood finally dissipated, and Butterfly Wu looked at Gao An, who was still fighting with Li Chen in the distance, and got up and walked towards Gao Mansion with the qin in his arms.

The door of the high mansion was closed, and the two stone lions stood with their eyes open.

Butterfly Dance did not enter the high mansion, because Butterfly Dance's weapon is the qin, and the blade of the qin is the sound, and the sound is pervasive, and the butterfly dance sat down cross-legged in front of the door and set up the qin.

Li Chen is still fighting with Gao An.

Gao An still used a pair of palms, and he could feel the fierceness of the ancient city sword in Li Chen's hand, so he never intersected with the lonely city sword, but just used the palm wind to attack and resist.

Gao An and Li Chen fought each other, but they were surprised by Li Chen's swordsmanship, seeing that Li Chen was no more than the Nine Realms of Nirvana, and the edge of each sword was very compelling, and he could fight with himself.

Gao An used to be a disciple of Ling Yundu, his qualifications belonged to the middle and upper, and he learned Ling Yundu's authentic exercises, the cultivator has one realm and one world, Gao An's realm is much higher after all, and Li Chen has the Lonely City Sword and cannot have the slightest advantage.

Gao An suddenly said: "Since you are a person from outside the world, and your swordsmanship is also very good, then you should know what my Lingyundu Peerless Skill is?" ”

Li Chen remembered the purple rune paper that Wu Wansha threw out in the academy that day, "Rune Dao? ”

Gao An smiled: "Since you know that my Lingyundu people are good at runes, I still haven't used the runes for so long because I don't want to kill you." ”

Li Chen said: "You don't want to kill me, but I want to kill you!" ”

Even the clay man has three points of anger, not to mention that Gao An is a living person, Gao An shook out a talisman paper from his sleeve, his long sleeves were slightly shaken, and the purple talisman floated towards Li Chen.

The rune paper itself should be as light as a feather, but the speed is extremely slow, giving people a feeling of being extremely heavy.

Li Chen knew that this rune paper was not so simple, and raised his sword and threw out three sword qi.

Although that sword qi was powerful, it was not enough to break through that rune paper, and Li Chen knew that he was afraid that he would lose this time.

When both of them had a plan in their hearts about their victories and defeats, a piano sounded.

The sound of the piano is not loud, but low like thousands of boulders pressing on people's hearts.

Especially Gao An's heart.

Gao An seemed to see a vast war, a sea of blood that made people palpitate, and he lost his mind slightly for a moment.

Although Li Chen didn't have Gao An's feelings, he could hear that the sound of the piano was the sound of a butterfly dance, and he took advantage of Gao An's distraction to pick up his sword and cut it down.

Gao An died, and the sound of the piano stopped.

Is it stopped, I'm afraid that only for Gao An is the real stop.

Death itself is the most perfect stop.

When Li Chen rushed to the front of Gaofu, the piano was still there, but the person playing the piano was no longer there.

Li Chen entered the Gao Mansion.

Eighty-seven people in Gaofu, all of whom died. Li Chen looked at the corpse and was silent.

Li Chen had already killed more than three hundred people, but the flesh of the corpse in front of him was gray and shrunken, Li Chen knew that all this was related to Butterfly Dance, and asked, "What is that?" ”

Li Chen didn't have anyone around him, so what Li Chen asked was the Xihuang Sword Spirit in his body.

"She seems to be under the spell."

"Enchanted?"

Emperor Xi's sword spirit said: "Once you enter the demon, you can only improve the realm by killing people, and when the realm reaches a certain level, you must kill the cultivator, so there is no place for butterfly dance in the world." ”

Li Chen looked at the corpse in confusion, remembered a bowl of omelette noodles every day for the past six months, walked out of Gaofu, and thought: Even if you have to leave, at least bring the piano, since you forgot to bring her, I will send it to you, as long as the taste of the omelette does not change, then everything is fine.

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There is a tomb in Liujiazhuang outside Yicheng, and that tomb is the bond of the butterfly dance.

Since Liujiazhuang was cut off by Li Chen's sword, the left arms of many heroes in the village have a demon in their hearts.

Although the demon is gone, the grave of the demon's son is still not far from the village.

That tomb belonged to the son of the devil, and the devil's woman naturally became a disgrace to the village, and the dead owner of the village became a hero.

The difference between heroes and demons is not in their actions, but only in people's hearts.

An old man was telling a story about the demon under a swaying willow tree, and the children around him exclaimed from time to time.

"That demon is ugly, has a pointed nose, and is about to kill people when he falls from the sky without saying a word, and there is a woman next to him, and that woman is a cheap ······"

The old man's voice stopped abruptly, looking into the distance in a daze, his eyes full of horror.

In the distance came a woman, holding a corpse and walking slowly. The old man looked at the approaching woman, picked up the sharp stone from the ground, and walked up quickly, faintly nervous and happy: the demon was not by this woman's side, and his son's revenge could finally be avenged.

The old man's son's arm was cut off by the demon.

Butterfly Dance didn't look at the falling stones, but just whispered: "There are few people in the world who are not stupid." ”

Then the figure disappeared and departed without a trace.

Outside Liujiazhuang, Diewu suddenly appeared, knelt in front of the grave and said, "Son, I found you a brother, you don't have to be lonely in the future." ”

The sweet potato and the baby in the grave are not lonely, lonely, still outside the grave.

There was a tree beside the grave, the trunk was thick and straight, and a strong wind blew, and a handsome man with purple lips appeared behind the tree. Or maybe people come first, and the wind comes later, and people and the wind are indistinguishable from each other. The man smiled mockingly when he heard Butterfly Dance's words, and the laughter was melodious.

Butterfly Dance didn't seem to hear the laughter, and reached out to dig the soil next to the grave, as if she wanted to dig a grave and bury the sweet potatoes.

The man looked at the sky from behind the tree and frowned and said, "I don't know why you are so persistent, but since you have fallen into the devil, what else can't you let go?" There is no place for you in this world, and there is no one in this world who dares to take you in except me. ”

Butterfly Dance was still indifferently digging the soil, and didn't seem to hear the man's words.

The man spoke again: "After becoming a demon, you should abandon everything in this world, and killing people is what you should really do." ”

The grave was dug soon after, and Butterfly Dance gently picked up the body of the sweet potato and put it into the grave.

The man's gaze finally moved from the sky to Butterfly Dance, frowned and said, "I can help you save him." ”

Butterfly Dance's indifferent expression finally changed.

The man said, "In seven days, if I make a move, I can save him." ”

Butterfly looked at him and asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Kill 7,000 men in seven days."

"Killing people is not a problem for me. ”

The man said, "After rescuing him, you and I will go to Yangguan." ”

Butterfly Dance said: "I have been to the Ghost Gate Pass many times, and Yangguan is nothing. ”

There are not many people in the world who can bring people back from the dead at the same speed as the wind, and as for the purple lips, only the lord of Yangguan is Bu Bei.

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Bu Jie is the master of Meteoro Mountain, with a high realm, a strong sense of divine awareness, and a keen sense that someone is coming from afar.

Bu Yan looked at Diewu, "I don't know what you have to do with Li Chen, you look like you're avoiding him, I'm in the same vein as him, I can talk to him." ”

Butterfly Dance looked at Bu Yan suspiciously, "In the same vein?" ”

Bu Yi smiled: "I used to be in the same line, but now his master is no longer qualified to teach me, so I left the school." ”

Butterfly thought for a moment and said, "Don't hurt him." ”

Bu said sarcastically: "You already have a child and he can't have anything, so why should you care about him?" ”

Butterfly Dance's expression was slightly gloomy, "Don't hurt him." ”

Bu Yi frowned and said, "It won't hurt him." ”

A gust of wind rose for no reason, the figures had dispersed, and the small yellow flowers on the ground swayed slightly.

In the distance, Li Chen felt the sudden sweeping wind, and held the sword horizontally in front of him, and the sword qi gathered momentum, once he moved, he could shoot a thousand swords.

Bu Yi came out of the wind and stepped over the withered grass and yellow flowers, "She has fallen into the devil." ”

Li Chen held his sword tighter, "So what?" ”

"She doesn't want to see you again. ”

"But I want to meet her."

Bu Yan said: "I really hate you because of the blind, it stands to reason that now the blind man is not there, but I am standing in front of you, no matter how fast the blind man is, it is impossible for me to be so fast, so I should kill you, but she has already said that you must not hurt you, and I advise you not to provoke me again." ”

Li Chen clenched the sword in his hand and called for the sword spirit, but found that this thing actually escaped from the battle, "How important is she in your eyes?" ”

Bu Yan didn't know why Li Chen asked this question, and frowned: "It's very important." ”

Li Chen unwrapped the package from behind, revealing the xylophone inside, "I want to give her a piano." ”

Bu Yan looked at the piano behind Li Chen, which had something on it that he had been longing for, a pair of small eyes narrowed, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Li Chen plunged the sword into the ground, the sword trembled slightly, handed the qin to Bu Yan and said, "Give it to her." ”

Bu Yan said: "I didn't expect that the items you were going to give her were so precious, I was indeed a little tempted, but she is more important than Qin after all." So you can rest assured. ”

Li Chen sat down cross-legged, "I'll wait for your news." ”

"This is the first time in my life that I run errands for someone. ”

A gust of wind blew, the piano and the people were gone, the footprints did not know where to fall, and the figures did not know where to stop.

The Xihuang Sword Spirit, who had never spoken before, finally transmitted his divine sense, "There is something strange about that person, I have to hide." ”

Li Chen said: "He can see you? ”

"The blind man couldn't see me in the first place, how could he see it. It's just that there is something in him that can sense me. ”

Li Chen asked, "How strong is he?" ”

The sword spirit said: "With his realm, he is also the top in my Fuxi clan, if he wants to kill you, one sword is enough." ”

"The monk couldn't kill me with a single move that day, isn't he even stronger than the monk? Master once told me that people above the Heaven and Earth Dao rarely appear, but I didn't expect to see two so-called Dao realm masters in the past two years. ”

The sword spirit said: "That monk realm is indeed good to ask the realm, but he has always been just a scholar, and he didn't want to kill you that day." You haven't even arrived at the Crossing Doom now, the gap between the Doom and the Dao is like a moat, and where is the mystery of the Dao Realm that you can imagine. ”

Li Chen said angrily: "Am I not an ant in their eyes? ”

The sword spirit said, "That's not it, you have the sword given to you by the blind man in your hand, and you can barely count it as a mole cricket." ”

Li Chen said: "After hearing your words, I realized that you are really hateful. ”

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Bu Jie rode the wind to the grave under the tree, put the qin down and said, "He said that he will not leave until you take the qin." ”

Butterfly Wu looked up at the xylophone and stepped forward to pick it up, "Didn't hurt him, did you?" ”

"It didn't hurt him."

Butterfly said, "We can go." ”

Bu Bei asked, "Where to go?" ”

"Go kill someone."

The purpose of killing people is to save people, and the contradictions in the world are often tied together.

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Weicheng, the blind man 'looked' into the distance, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Bu Bei has indeed made progress, and the speed is indeed much faster, but unfortunately it is still a little arrogant." As for the lonely city, since he wants to help Bingzi make trouble, then I will help you.

Cultivators are scarce and pitiful in the vast crowd, and often cannot do as many things as they want, because there is a blind man in Weicheng who does not like cultivators to be too rampant.

Cultivators retreat to places outside the world and dare not go out, and some people are ashamed. Especially the young geniuses in the outer world, they are extremely qualified and at the age when their ambitions are in their hearts, but they are blocked by a blind man, and they can only look at the world angrily.

The place of the world, Zenyin Temple.

Zenyin Temple is built between the mountainside, the temple gate is purple and red, there are two statues of monks in front of the door, looking at the distance bitterly, the distance is the world, there is such a mind, of course, it is the Buddha.

The bell in the temple echoed, and many monks were surprised to drop the gandham, barrels, sticks, and brooms in their hands, and hurriedly walked to the main hall with a look of horror on their faces.

At the foot of the mountain outside the temple, a little monk lifted the wooden barrel from the side of the stream, listened to the bell and smiled happily, put the wooden barrel down again, wiped his hands on the monk's robe, and rushed up the mountain like a whirlwind.

No one has ever entered or come out of the forbidden place of the back temple of Zenyin Temple for a hundred years, because the door of the back temple has been set to death, and the sky of the back temple has been sealed by a force of heaven and earth vitality.

The back temple is actually manned.

The bell that shook in the entire Zenyin Temple was transmitted from the back temple, but the bell dispersed, and the back temple was silent.

After a long time, the Buddha's light in the back temple gradually appeared, illuminating a corner of the back temple, and an old monk in the corner slowly stood up, "I didn't expect that the Zen sound temple would fall to this point one day, but because of a blind man's words, it hit the Zen sound bell that has not been ringing in the temple for many years." ”

The back temple was dim and silent, and after the old monk went out, there seemed to be a sigh, "I don't know if the Buddha thought of this day back then." ”

The old monk gently pushed open the wooden door that had been nailed and seemed to be difficult to move again, and calmly walked towards the main hall.

There were already many monks sitting cross-legged inside and outside the main hall, and the monks' robes turned from gray to yellow.

The old monk walked in the corridor between the back temple and the main hall, but when he saw the crowd, he lightly pronounced a Buddha call, and for a time the Buddha light was spread from the Buddha statue in the hall to his feet.

Thousands of monks looked at the Buddha light in awe, and the abbot of Zenyin Temple suddenly cried when he looked at the figure in the Buddha light.

The old monk stepped on the Buddha's light and walked out of the corridor, stepped into the main hall, walked out of the Buddha's light, and the Buddha's light gathered back to the Buddha statue.

The abbot gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Master." ”

The old monk looked at the abbot with kindness on his face, "I didn't expect that I would go to the temple for so long, and you will be old on the day you leave the temple." ”

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The abbot bowed slightly, respectfully and excitedly, and said: "The master has been in the temple for more than 60 years, and the disciple is stupid and has not been able to understand Zen, of course he will be old." ”

The old monk shook his head and said, "There is no need to rush to realize Zen, there is no need to hurry. ”

"The bell in the Zenyin Temple is loud, please ask the master to solve your doubts."

The old monk still shook his head: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

Many monks in the hall will understand the artistic conception when they hear every word of the old monk on the futon.

Actually, those words were not very wonderful, but the person who spoke was really wonderful, so everyone thought about it carefully.

However, when the monks were sitting still, a little monk next to the temple door moved his lips slightly, and he was complaining, "I'm not in a hurry, but I don't know that I'm so anxious that I want to fart!" ”

The little monk's two words were very low, and no one could hear them except himself, but the old monk's eyes were instantly fixed on the little monk.

The abbot had waited for the master for many years, and instantly knew the master's mind, "Bitter Mountain." ”

The little monk lowered his head and walked up to the front of the hall, "Abbot." ”

The old monk said: "If you can bitter the mountain, you can be merciful in the world, and the Buddha is spiritual, good." ”

The little monk smiled in fear and looked at the abbot.

The old monk said again: "Wisdom and understanding, good." ”

The little monk was very puzzled, and his eyes wandered.

The old monk said again: "Clear eyes, good." You are really the best person to join the WTO. ”

The abbot heard the master say the word "WTO", and for a while, he was a little excited, "Master, from Weicheng, dead?" ”

The old monk shook his head and said, "Where can it be so fast?" I am afraid that you and I will not see him die in our lifetime. It's just that he said that he could give us thirty years to let the disciples enter the world and recruit some disciples. ”

The abbot asked, "Since you have entered the WTO, why don't the master and the elders go?" ”

The old monk said: "That person means that only my Buddhist disciples are allowed to enter the world, and only three people are allowed. ”

The abbot said: "Then Kushan is the best candidate, and in addition to Kuwen, Kuruo can also be two." ”

The old monk said: "I am the only one who is left in the world, Mingjing, I have not been in touch for many years, I don't know if he has realized Zen sound." ”

The abbot said: "Senior Brother Mingjing is as good as water, but there are many concerns in the world, the main pillar of the Great Qin Dynasty in the world is Senior Brother Mingjing, Senior Brother Mingjing has a stumbling heart, I am afraid that he will not be able to understand the Zen sound, maybe ······"

The old monk said with a smile: "When he entered the WTO, I gave him a Xuanyang Pill, and you don't have to worry about his lifespan." ”

The abbot said: "That disciple immediately let Kushan, Kuwen, and Kuruo enter the world and go to see Senior Brother Mingjing." ”

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There is a Taoist temple outside the world, and the Taoist temple can be viewed all over the world.

The Taoist temple that can be viewed through the world is the view of the king, and the name of such a view of the king is not so gorgeous.

Wow.

"There are several spring breeze days in life, and I sigh and fall flowers." That's what it is.

The sigh is in Daqin, the territory of Daqin is vast, and a hidden Taoist temple is not very conspicuous, not to mention that the Taoist temple is built between barren mountains.

It is a place outside the world, and it has its own uniqueness, but it is a little dilapidated and shabby compared with the Zenyin Temple.

There is a red phoenix furnace in the view, the tripod has been emitting green smoke, and the smoke has been lingering above the view, covering the sky on the view.

The temple was sparsely populated, but there were only four or five old people, four or five children, and four or five young people.

The old men had been sitting withered, with dust on their laps, their faces resentful and painful, their bodies as thin as corpses.

But after all, it was not a real corpse, and one of the five old men on the left moved slightly, held the dust, opened his eyes, and walked out of the room with a sigh.

There were five young men living against the wall in the firewood room in the view, and it seemed that they had been asleep for a long time, until the old man walked to the door, and his voice was slightly sandy, "The blind man said, let go, you can go to two people." ”

The five people in the firewood room opened their eyes at the same time, and they couldn't see any sleepiness anymore.

Half a day later, a young man in a dark yellow robe walked out and sighed, carrying a long and narrow box behind his back, "It's too troublesome for two people to go, and one person is free." Wow, it's enough for me alone. It's a pity that I killed you and soiled my hands, and I don't know how long it will take to wash them. ”

Now that it's dirty, how can you wash it clean? Is there a truly clean person in the world?

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Wu Wansha flew down from Lingyun Peak, looked at the man behind her in disgust and said: "That senior is good friends with my Lingyun Peak, and has always been good to my Lingyun Peak, there is no prohibition on setting foot in the world, you have always disdained to join the WTO, why did you go down the mountain this time?" ”

The man chuckled and said: "Senior sister, this is wrong, once I didn't bother to go down the mountain because the world of ants in the world is full of ants is really boring, and now that senior in Weicheng has allowed the other five worlds to be outside, the world is full of wind and clouds, and those who want to enter the world are the leaders of their respective sects, of course I want to join in the fun." By the way, looking at the demeanor of that senior disciple, he actually made Senior Sister Wu fascinated with the cultivation of the Nine Realms of Nirvana. ”

Wu Wansha sneered: "Since he is a disciple of a senior, even if it is the Nine Realms of Nirvana, it is not something you can compare." ”

The man said disdainfully: "Although my Jia Shan is mediocre, he has also crossed the doom, you know the gap between the doom and the nine realms of Nirvana, if he wins against me, I will never need Fu again in my life." ”

Wu Wansha heard that the man was already angry, and she didn't want to argue with him, "After we met, we will see for ourselves." ”

Jia Shan sneered: "I have heard that he used his Nirvana Nine Realms to fight with the people of the Dao Realm, although he was lucky enough to escape the Qi Sea but dispersed, even if the Wei Cheng person who used his divine powers to create a good Qi Sea for him, with this kind of person who only relies on outsiders, how can he be qualified to see me?" ”

Wu Wansha remembered what happened in the academy that day, although she was told by a blind man that Li Chen was not dead, she couldn't help but worry, and she had no intention of arguing with Jia Shan, so she stopped talking.

The land outside the world, Yangguan.

When he worshipped Bu Cheap as his teacher, he went to the Yang Pass in the Great Desert with Bu Cheap to practice alone for more than a year, and his realm was higher than Li Chen's. Back then, the three of them walked together, and Shen Moshan said that his goal was a mountain, but Li Chen only said that his goal was not a mountain. Falling Mo Mountain knew that he was not as good as Li Chen, and now he was fighting with the group of Ke Bei in Yangguan every day, and the sword had already been sharpened extremely well, splitting the mountain that was blocked in his heart, and seeing the sky that was everywhere but no one knew where it was. This time, all the places outside the world were released, and Meteor Mo Mountain knew from Bu Cheap that Li Chen was not dead, and of course Meteor Mo Mountain would also enter the world.

It's just that when Falling Mo Mountain entered the WTO, there were people outside Yangguan City who teleported here with great consumption. A large number of Ke Bei smelled the strange atmosphere outside the city and climbed the city wall intensively.

Shen Moshan saw the clothes of the person who came clearly, and muttered, "The people of Ziyan Beach? But, why is he here? ”