Yang Liu saw the jealousy in the other party's eyes, and there was a trace of envy.

Hui Ke is a Zen son of the generation of Lingyin Temple, and he is one of the few powerhouses in the upper three realms of the younger generation in the world, and the Lingyun list is now ranked fifth.

It can be said that such a person will never have the emotion of envy, which only the weak can have.

But now, Yang Liu saw the envy in Hui Ke's eyes.

And the only thing that can make her envy is what a genius like him desires and does not crave.

What is it?

Yang Liu was puzzled.

The four first stupas that appear in the distance are clear.

That is to open up the inner world.

The so-called powerhouses of the three realms, the tribulation, the ascension and the fairyland, there is no difference in the spiritual power of these three.

But among the three realms in the world, only the fairy realm is the person who stands on the top of the mountain, and only the one who is qualified to peep into the void and soar to the legendary fairy world.

Shou Yuan is also able to break through the shackles of spiritual desolation.

Like Taoism and Confucianism, although Buddhism practices emphasize epiphany, after reaching the upper three realms, that is, the bodhisattva realm, it also requires the unity of yin and yang gods, internalizing heaven and earth, and endlessly.

The Heavenly Tribulation tempers the body of yin and yang, soars to transform the heavens and the earth, and the Yuan Shen proves that the Dao spirit is a true immortal.

These are the three major realms that many strong people in the upper three realms have pursued all their lives.

Hui Ke is a Zen son of this generation of Lingyin Temple, with outstanding talents, the first six realms are just a process of experience for him, and after breaking through the realm and crossing the tribulation, it is the real practice.

After returning to Lingshan from Wanliu City, he wholeheartedly comprehended heaven and earth, looking forward to being able to refine the inner heaven and earth.

But even a genius disciple like Hui Ke felt extremely helpless about this process, because the spiritual wilderness itself has heaven and earth, and if you want to comprehend heaven and earth, you need to cut off the heaven and earth on this side before you can create it yourself.

It's so hard.

And Daozong, a little-known woman, only cultivated in the Divine Journey Realm, but she did what Hui Ke had been practicing for decades but couldn't do.

Could it be that the genius of the Dao Sect was already so terrifying.

There are a few young people in the world who can do this.

Among the four first seats, the first seat of the precepts in the Western position, which has been practiced for hundreds of years, also appeared a little shocked.

"That patriarch is a little jealous after all, and such a move without regard for his identity is really a little difficult to talk about in my Buddhism."

The first seat of the precept sighed softly.

The first seat of the Dharma transmission was expressionless, and said indifferently: "It is impossible for all geniuses in the world to return to the Dao Sect, there was already a guy who amazed the world three thousand years ago, and three thousand years later, it will be like this?"

The old monk with the highest cultivation squinted his eyes slightly and made a long announcement.

"Amitabha! Everything has its own certainty."

The conversation between the few people was very light, but countless people in the room could hear it clearly.

Some of the people in the holy places had thoughtful expressions in their eyes.

They may have heard some three thousand years of the name of the genius who abandoned the Dao Sect and cultivated the sword, and until now, many holy places still have the footprints left by that person.

There are sword marks.

There are fingerprints.

There are frescoes or some broken walls.

For that man was indeed the most dazzling man at that time of the spiritual famine.

Among them, the disciples who came here from Liubo Mountain couldn't help but show extremely complex emotions in their eyes, anger, fear, admiration, and a trace of fear.

Because that person left the most profound mark on Liubo Mountain, and Liubo Mountain at that time almost fell out of the Nine Holy Lands because of him.

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Shi, no matter how powerful that woman is, she can't compare to Zhang..."

Before the words could be finished, they were stopped.

"Shut up, that person's name, don't say it, or the door rules will deal with it!" There are elders who reprimand.

"Humph! Three thousand years later, are you still so afraid of him?"

It's Qu Changshan.

This old man, who was far away in the sandbar of the Western Regions, seemed to think that his cultivation in the field was barely considered a strong person, and even with the four leaders, he had the status to speak.

Others are afraid of Taoism

The patriarch of 3,000 years ago, but now that man is dead, what is there to be afraid of?

So, Qu Changshan said disdainfully towards Liubo Mountain.

Liubo Mountain has died of a shadow son in the Demon Domain, and now I hear that even the old man who is not famous in the Western Regions dares to speak out and ridicule.

The high-crowned man in the middle looked at Qu Changshan with cold eyes, and said, "You old immortal, I really am the second-rate sect of Liubo Mountain."

When the words fell, I saw an extremely domineering red light suddenly appear in the sky, and it flashed away, like a meteor.

The next moment, the meteor hit Qu Changshan's chest and burst out with a dazzling light.

Bang!

A muffled voice came, Qu Changshan was hit by this red light, the power contained in the light was extremely strong, and as soon as he touched it, he felt as if he had been hit by a boulder.

It hurts my heart.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back, trying to slow down the oppression of that force.

The leading man of Liubo Mountain slowly withdrew his hand and said lightly, "The decay of a second-rate sect is also worthy of talking about my Liubo Mountain."

There was no warning of the attack between the two, just a few words of ridicule.

However, the disciples of the other holy places in the field looked at Liubo Mountain with more jealousy in their eyes, and the contemptuous expression in the previous one was obviously much more restrained.

A disciple of Liubo Mountain, who had never even stepped into the Upper Three Realms, injured Qu Changshan, who had been in the Upper Three Realms for many years, with just one move.

This ability to easily fight across borders was originally something that only a few people could do.

Although some people think that Qu Changshan is just a powerhouse of the upper third realm who is barely second-rate, in addition to the realm of the void, the real combat power may not even be as good as the Holy Land of the Divine Journey Realm.

But the Tribulation Realm in the Upper Three Realms has experienced one or two Heavenly Tribulations no matter what.

The Yin God has experienced enough baptism.

It is indeed very difficult to injure such a strong man.

During the scene, Qu Changshan felt the mocking gazes around him, his figure was a little rickety, and he looked up at the man in Liubo Mountain in front of him.

A holy place, after all, is a holy place.

He has been practicing penance for decades, and he has been practicing and discussing the Tao with that bitter monk for a long time, thinking that his current self is even better than those strong people in the upper three realms in the unholy land.

It won't be far off.

Over the years, he has been honored as a song elder, and he has gradually lost himself.

Today, reality has slapped me hard, which is very painful and desolate.

Qu Changshan stood up and clenched his fist towards the ruins of the pagoda, which was regarded as the last farewell to the bitter monk, and then turned around silently and left the Lingyin Temple.

...

The interlude eventually dissipated.

In the Patriarch's Palace.

There was a slight paleness on Yang Liu's beautiful face, because a giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky.

The hand that covered the sky and the sun flew out from the depths of the Spirit Mountain in the distance, and the target was the spirit civet that was transforming in the distance.

She knew that the little guy was a demon, and after devouring a divine beast far beyond her own level, her body would naturally evolve.

And during this period, if you don't bother, the consequences of the failure of the evolution will be very serious.

So Yang Liu didn't hesitate at all, a flying sword came out of his hand, turned into a long rainbow, and rushed towards the giant hand that was hundreds of zhang away.

Bang!

The giant hand was pierced in an instant, and Yang Liu frowned slightly.

Because the giant hand was restored in just a moment, and continued to grasp the civet dog.

Yang Liu waved his sleeves again, and the flying sword in the sky quickly turned back, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and slashed violently towards the giant hand.

Speed is like lightning.

This time, Huike's pupils shrank, but he didn't make a move.

Because he had already seen the origin of this giant hand, and the identity of the person who used this supernatural power.

Even if he is a Zen child, in front of that person, he is just like thousands of ordinary disciples.

Because Venerable Maha was one of the top practitioners in the Spirit Mountain three thousand years ago.

Even if it's the first seat of the four

, presiding over here, do not dare to have any disrespect for this Venerable.

Although Hui Ke didn't know what qualifications the civet had to make the Maha Venerable move, he still chose to wait and see.

The terrifying sword qi emanated from Yang Liu's body.

The flying sword that cut through the sky had already made contact with the Maha giant hand, making an extremely terrifying grinding sound.

Several fingers of the giant hand were constantly dissipated by the sword qi, and then recondensed.

Yang Liu's body trembled a little, the flying sword consumed a huge amount of spiritual power, and the power of the giant hand also made her internal organs almost churn.

If it weren't for a mysterious spiritual power from the depths of her dantian, it wouldn't stop repairing her body.

The backlash of the sword just now was able to make her faint.

Yang Liu's face became more and more pale, her eyes moved up slightly, and she was only a hundred feet away from the Maha giant hand at the moment.

The earth-destroying force blew the woman's long hair up.

It's like a mantis arm as a car.

Seeing this scene, Hui Ke was silent for a moment, and then couldn't help but speak: "Lord Yangliu, you can't stop it, the divine power of the Maha Venerable, except for a few lords of the Holy Land in the whole world, no one can resist it, if you let go and let the Venerable take the spirit civet away, for the sake of the fellow Daoists, the Venerable may not be embarrassed by you."

After all, he had some friendship with Daoist Shen Yu, but Hui Ke still couldn't bear it in his heart.

Because Yang Liu was brought to Lingyin Temple by Shen Yu, although she didn't know why she appeared in the Patriarch Hall and killed Tianlong, Hui Ke still had kindness in her heart and wanted to save her.

Yang Liu shook his head and said indifferently: "Dao Sect disciple, never discard the same sect, the baked cake is my Feilai Peak disciple, and now Senior Brother Shen can't make a move, I naturally have to protect it."

The tone is categorical.

Hui Ke looked lonely, and then sighed.

The Maha giant hand covered the sky and the sun, and the entire sky was covered, and the entire ancestral hall became extremely dark.

Yang Liu held the long sword in his right hand, the sword body was like snow, and the violent sword qi wrapped around the sword body, vaguely turning into substance.

In the distance, the body of the civet has grown to dozens of feet, and its appearance has also changed greatly.

The body that was originally like a kitten now resembles a giant fairy tiger, with nine tails behind it, and when it is opened, it looks like a meteorite barrier.

The most terrifying thing is that on that huge head, there are two whirlpools in the eyes of Rumo, and the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly drops.

Just for a moment.

It was snowing in the sky.

Then the water vapor in the air gradually condensed, turning into crystal clear water droplets one after another.

The entire space was wrapped in these water droplets, and the bones, magic weapons, and Buddhist magic weapons that inadvertently came into contact with the water droplets turned into smoke and dust in an instant.

Hui Ke's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the transformed civet in disbelief. Xiu Shu

Yang Liu also looked at the civet cat, and after a few breaths, she turned her head and looked into the depths of the spirit mountain, thinking to herself.

Senior Brother Shen, where are you?