This time, Wang Zhe planned to find a more hidden place as his long-term cultivation place.

Just arrived at the foot of Mount Emei, there is a somewhat dilapidated pavilion not far from the road in front, in which two people are sitting and playing.

A middle-aged Taoist wearing a gray robe.

An old monk in his sixties and seventies, dressed in a robe, is in good spirits.

The man was in his forties, and he seemed to be an ordinary man, standing there as if he were one with the surrounding mountains and forests. Back to basics.

The monk had a Buddha light on him.

Two masters!

The two people who were playing against each other saw Wang Zhe coming and looked up at him.

In the eyes of this person, Wang Zhe's body was shrouded in a layer of mist, and he couldn't see how high his cultivation was.

The old monk had a surprised expression.

"This benefactor is from southern Yunnan?" The monk was the first to ask.

"No, let's take a walk here.".0m

"Well, southern Yunnan is indeed a beautiful scenery, with many mountains and rivers, which is worth seeing." The old monk nodded.

The Taoist smiled at Wang Zhe, didn't say anything, and continued to play chess with the old monk.

Wang Zhe ignored them and went away with Laifu.

"How's this distinguished guest?" The Taoist is down.

"Very remarkable!" The monk exclaimed.

Not long ago, they were at the top of Mount Emei.

The Taoist felt it and wanted to go down the mountain to see, and the monk followed him.

They went down the mountain to see Wang Zhe.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and the monks and Taoists in the pavilion were gone, and the chessboard and chess pieces on the stone table were also gone.

The next moment, they came to the top of Mount Emei.

The two continued to play against each other on the mountain.

Wang Zhe took Laifu with a man and a dog in the northwest direction.

Thousands of miles away in the capital, the sky is overcast, and it has been raining continuously for seven days and seven nights.

There is an attic in the middle of the capital, which is much higher than the nearby houses, and you can see most of the capital from here.

At the top of this attic, a man in a Taoist robe watched the wind and rain all over the city.

The sound of footsteps and a man went upstairs, a thin old man with gray hair and a purple robe.

"Why are you here for such a big storm?" The Taoist glanced back.

"It's stormy, so I'm here to hide from the rain." The old man sat on a futon and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Oh, you're still clean here!"

"Trouble again?"

"Well, the invitation Sendai that Your Majesty wants to build is ninety-nine zhang high, and the whole body is made of white stone.

I just received a report from below, and there was a problem with the quarry where the white stone was mined, and people died as soon as the construction started. ”

"Yangzhou, Jingzhou, and Jizhou all came to the fold and asked for money for disaster relief.

There are also alien races in the north who are also uneasy and frequently harass the border. The military department also needed money to strengthen the border defense. ”

The old man drank tea and calmly told these troubles.

"You look at the sky here every day, do you see anything?"

"The sky is chaotic, and you can't see anything." That's humane.

"Recently, there have been a lot of monks from outside the capital who have come to the capital, all of them are coming for the two sides of the Eight Desolate Monuments, and a few of them are your old acquaintances, haven't you seen them?"

"It's better not to see than to see." The man turned to the table and poured a cup of tea for the old man.

With such a big wind and rain, I don't know how long the teapot has been placed, and the tea poured out is still hot.

"Drink tea."

The old man took the teacup and drank it all.

"Does that guy have a clue?"

"Who?"

"The one surnamed Wu." The old man didn't call him by his first name.

Recently, this name has been taboo in the capital.

Once, a minister carefully said that he missed his mouth, but only mentioned it, but was reported to the emperor by the internal guard, and the official was lost, and his life was gone.

"I'm still looking for it, so it's so easy to find, don't worry, he won't do anything to you, this is the capital."

"Beijing? It's hard to say, my daughter-in-law is a princess. The old man sighed.

"I've seen it, rich and long-lived." Humane.

"I don't seek riches, I only seek peace, and you have said that people's appearance will change." The old man drank another cup of tea.

"The appearance will change, but the number of lives will not change." The Taoist said calmly.

"Is that the circle you were talking about?" As the purple-robed old man spoke, he raised his hand and drew a circle in mid-air.

The Taoist nodded silently.

"It's not like this circle can't be crossed, is it?"

"What, you want to try it too?" The Taoist looked at him with a smile.

"Hey, I'm old, and I've already stepped into the coffin with one foot, so naturally I don't think about it, isn't there still a descendant?"

"If you want to cross that circle, you need to become an immortal first, and becoming a human immortal is selling one foot."

"Even if you have stepped over above the immortals? Those who crossed over in history went there, such as the one who left the Eight Desolation Monuments.

The person who can leave that supreme treasure must have crossed that circle, where did he go?

Overseas Immortal Mountain, Heavenly Realm, or has it also been scattered? The old man took a sip of tea.

"I can't answer the question you asked, those people have to go through a thousand years of tribulation, maybe the old dragon of the four seas, the big demon on the mountain can know some of the secrets."

Suddenly, a thunderbolt slashed across the pavilion and landed somewhere.

There was a loud bang.

Both men in the pavilion got up and watched the flames burning in the distance from the lightning strike.

"That place should be Sendai, right?"

"Yes, it's that place." The old man looked at the sky worriedly.

"This is the second time! Didn't you see anything from this Qin Heavenly Eunuch? ”

The Taoist smiled and shook his head.

Does this still need to be watched, isn't it obvious enough?

In the imperial city, a man in a dragon robe stood in a large hall, looking at the gloomy sky outside.

The son of heaven of today's Dayong Dynasty, Xiao Guang.

One of the Hundred Horsemen came to a halt two feet in front of him.

"Your Majesty, I just invited Sendai to be struck by lightning."

The internal guard of the Hundred Horsemen lowered his head, the emperor in front of him.

"Got it, let's go down." Xiao Guang said lightly.

The Hundred Horsemen Guards bowed their heads and withdrew, and only then did they let out a long sigh of relief when they left the palace.

"Providence?" Xiao Guang looked up at the sky.

"I am the Son of Heaven, I mean the will of Heaven!"

Thousands of miles away in southern Yunnan, it also rained in the sky, but the rain was not heavy, and it was dripping.

Wang Zhe took Laifu to a small mountain village.

This does the mountain village is very quiet.

Entering the mountain village, Wang Zhe felt that the atmosphere here was a little depressing.

Rifle beside him let out two low roars.

"Questions?"

In the drizzle, Wang Zhe saw an old man wearing a hat and a robe, and the old man was walking slowly in the rain.

When he passed by Wang Zhe's side, he stopped and glanced up at Wang Zhe.

"Young man, you're not from this village, are you?"

"Yes, passing by."

"Let's go." The old man's voice was a little hoarse.

As he spoke, the old man began to cough, and he coughed very hard.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the mountain village, as if someone was crying.

"Hurry up, if you don't leave, it's too late!" The old man pushed Wang Zhe.

The body suddenly stiffened, and then the whole person fell straight to the ground.

Wang Zhe had hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, and his mana wrapped around him.

He saw a flash of light fly out of the old man's mind. Seeing this, Wang Zhe raised his hand and made a move.

"Come back!"

The spiritual light that flew out fell into his palm, and he slapped it on the old man's heavenly spirit cover at once.

The old man trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

After a while, he woke up leisurely, and Wang Zhe in front of him was very surprised.

"You, why aren't you leaving?"

"I was about to leave, and when I saw the old man fainted, I didn't rush to leave, do you feel better?"

"Hey, it's much better, half of the people are buried in the soil, and they will die sooner or later, but you, hurry up and leave this village at a young age."

The old man urged Wang Zhe again and told him to leave here quickly.

"The old man is in such a hurry to let me leave, is there any monster in this village?"

"Hey, don't ask so much." The old man glanced very tabooly towards the village.

At this moment, two people hurried towards this side.

"Young man, go!" Seeing the voices of those two people, the old man hurriedly said.

"Okay, old man, take care of yourself." After speaking, Wang Zhe and Laifu disappeared all of a sudden.

Well? The old man was stunned for a moment, looked around, looked around, and took a closer look, but he really didn't see any trace of Wang Zhe.

After a while, two sturdy middle-aged men came to the old man's side, holding sticks in their hands, and one stared at the old man sitting on the ground. One looks around.

"Uncle Lin, where was that person just now?"

"People, who?" The old man looked puzzled.

"We just saw a guy here."

"A man, is he here, you see, and where did he go?"

"We ask you!"

"I, I didn't see it." The old man shook his head.

"Just now we have received a hint from the mountain god that a stranger has broken into the village!" The two men stared at the old man, their eyes getting colder and colder.

"Mountain god, what mountain god?" A voice suddenly sounded behind them.

The two men looked back and saw that behind the original absence, a young man was smiling at them.

"You!?"

With a bang, the two men fell straight to the ground.

"You, what did you do?" The old man looked at Wang Zhe in surprise.

"What are the mountain gods they are talking about?"

Just now, just before the old man fainted, Wang Zhe felt a fluctuation of mana in the village

"It's the god of the village, the god of the mountains."

"Really?" I don't know why, Wang Zhe thinks a little too much when he hears the mountain god now.

After all, the mountain god outside Guobei County left a deep impression on him.

"Isn't there some evil demon outside the way to do evil here under the pretense of the name of the mountain god, after all, looking at the abnormal situation just now, he is not a serious mountain god."

Let's take a look,

A gust of wind rose, and Wang Zhe took Laifu to the village.

The mountain temple is at the end of the village, at the bottom of the high mountain, and compared to the humble village dwellings, the scale of this mountain temple is huge.

It's enough for twenty houses.

Wang Zhe stood outside the mountain temple and looked at the mountain god high above.

This mountain god has four arms, his face is blue, and he does not look kind, but a little vicious.

Wang Zhe stared at the mountain god, and the mountain god seemed to be looking at him as well.

Hum, suddenly a black light flew out of the eyes of the mountain god, heading straight for Wang Zhe, and was dispersed by him with a wave of his hand.

"Sure enough, there is a problem."

"The mortals who came there did not bow down when they saw this god."

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, show up!"

Hum, a cloud of black gas flew out from the center of the mountain god's eyebrows, the black mist surged, and in a moment, a person appeared in the palm of the mountain god's hand.

Dressed in a black and white robe, his face was pale, and his eyebrows were a little red, like a small ball of fire.

"Where are you from?" The man looked at Wang Zhe coldly and condescendingly.

Wang Zhe doesn't talk nonsense.

The sword is amazing,

A sword light, a sword rainbow across the entire mountain temple.

Click, the mountain god's head shattered.

With a bang, the entire mountain temple was gone.

Before the evil cultivator could react, the whole person died.

Hum, a cloud of essence light flew out of the mountain temple, flying towards the mountain village, like a swarm of fireflies.

flew into the homes of the people in the village and submerged into the bodies of the villagers.

In that family, who was lying on the bed unconscious, opened their eyes,

People who originally felt groggy and as if they were seriously ill suddenly felt comfortable.

The stupid and stupid man suddenly became energetic......

In the deep mountains, in a cave.

A man in a black robe who was practicing with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes with an angry expression.

"What a bold man, he dares to ruin my good deeds and kill my apprentices!"

Hum, a black gas flew out of the mountain, heading straight for the village below the mountain.

Wang, Laifu shouted twice at the sky.

"I see it."

"Dare to spoil my good deeds, accept your life!"

The black wind swept in, Wang Zhe waved his sword, and the black wind was criticized in half.

There was a scream, and an arm fell from mid-air.

A man appeared on the collapsed mountain temple, dressed in a black robe, with blood flowing from his left shoulder. Looking at Wang Zhe, his eyes were full of jealousy.

"Are you a disciple of Emei?"

"Needless to say!" Wang Zhe swung his sword and slashed.

The man in black raised his hand and made a move, and a pennant was held in his hand, which grew in the wind, and instantly turned into a big flag to protect him.

The sword light fell into the chess pieces like mud flowing into the sea.

Hey

Just when Wang Zhe was amazed, there was a stab, and the chess pieces would be the same size and shape again.

The man screamed again and broke another arm.

Bang, a black gas churned out from the man's body, and the black robe on his body exploded all of a sudden, revealing his upper body.

"What are you doing, you can't take off your clothes?"

The black-robed man had this demon god tattooed on his back, just like the mountain god in the temple.

The black qi rolled, and the magic form of the demon god appeared behind him.

Click, click, a crunch.

The man in black actually had four arms on his body.

With a black flag in one hand, a bone knife in the other, a chain in one hand, and a shield in the other,

The arms around them danced, and each of the four magic weapons shone brightly.

"There's a lot of tricks!"

Wang Zhe is still a sword, slashing horizontally.

There was another cut on the black flag, and the white bone knife just became longer and retracted, and a cut mark appeared on the knife.

The chains moved twice and then did not move, like dead snakes.

The shield shattered.

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