A group of iron horsemen galloped by.

Roll up the dust.

It's just that to the surprise of countless people, a man in a green shirt walking on the side of the road seems to be covered by a colorless transparent light mask, and the sand and dust in the sky fall, falling at an incredible angle.

When the dust settled, the man's demeanor was still the same.

Ordinary mortals were shocked by this, and did not make any other moves, but talked about the galloping iron horseman.

"In the past three months, the Tang Iron Horse has broken through eleven Buddha countries, but the mages on Lingshan have not appeared until now, could it be that Lingshan has also had a big incident."

"Those Tang people have never believed in Buddhism, how can they be wrath of King Kong."

"I heard that Zen Zi has gone down the mountain, but he was blocked by a great cultivator of the Tang Dynasty on the west side of the Tuotuo River, is it true that the Tang Dynasty wants to open a station with Lingshan."

…

These people are nobles of the Buddha Kingdom, and they know some major events among cultivators, and at this moment, they are unabashedly pointing at the Tang Tieqi on the official road.

In the crowd, the man in the green shirt walked forward, every step seemed extremely casual, but he was able to walk clearly in the crowd, and did not come into contact with those mortals.

A few bright lights streaked across the sky.

Then a small bright light suddenly split in the direction of Lingshan and turned back, heading straight for this small city in the Buddha country.

The people of Buddhism have long been accustomed to these practitioners, so they did not cause a sensation.

Shen Yu glanced up at the white line.

Then he squinted slightly, and there was a trace of helplessness in his expression.

I said goodbye, but I didn't expect goodbye to come so quickly.

That's right, that sword is very familiar with his own breath, and he gave it to that woman back then, and now even if it is hundreds of miles away, he can't even avoid it.

Shen Yu turned around and came to a restaurant at a very fast speed.

The next moment, the white line went from far to near, and when the white line approached the city wall, everyone recognized that it was actually a sword.

A flying sword, and above the sword body, there stood a heavenly fairy.

Even if the face is veiled, it is difficult to hide the ease with which a woman can fall into the country and the city, as well as her slim temperament.

The woman didn't stop for a moment, and walked straight to Shen Yu.

Shen Yu narrowed his eyes.

"Kunlun Fairy, so majestic."

"Hmph, what, don't you want to see me?"

"I don't want to."

"Give you a chance, say it again."

"It's a nice day."

…

Lu Caiwei's eyes suddenly lacked fog, and the next moment she pulled up the corners of Shen Yu's clothes.

Shen Yu sighed, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, and said guiltily, "I'm fine, I'm broken, I'm almost like you."

Women in the world are always made of water.

Obviously, he was trapped in cause and effect, and then he was killed in Lingyin Temple, but it was the Kunlun fairy in front of him who cried.

Lu Caiwei looked at the breezy man in front of her, and couldn't help but scold, "Which one cried, he died without conscience."

Shen Yu smiled and said, "Let the fairy be wronged."

Lu Caiwei sneered and said, "I'm not wronged, the woman who went to Lingyin Temple with you was wronged."

Shen Yu said, "Her name is Yang Liu, a disciple of Feilai Peak."

"Are you going to change your voice and call my sister soon?"

Lu Caiwei seemed to be annoyed by Shen Yu's indifferent attitude, and shouted loudly, "There are so many of your sisters."

Shen Yu sat expressionlessly, and the latter's face fell with bean-sized teardrops, falling on his clothes one by one.

"She is a disciple of Feilai Peak, and in her previous life, she was a patriarch of Buddhism."

Shen Yu explained unprecedentedly.

When Lu Caiwei heard this, she also packed up her mood and practiced on the mountain for several years, but she hadn't seen this guy for a long time.

If you look closely, it has a little more vicissitudes.

Looking at the man Ming

Brightening her eyes, Lu Caiwei said distressedly: "You Daoyan Zhenren taught his disciples like this, look at it, he was locked up and beaten again, but except for the Xun Hall Master, no one spoke."

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "The real person has been to Xizhou a long time ago, but he was blocked out of the Spirit Mountain."

Lu Caiwei's expression froze, and she asked in shock: "With the realm cultivation of Dao Yan Zhenren, the entire spiritual wilderness, who can stop his footsteps?"

Shen Yu said lightly, "Blue Emperor City, Song Fu."

Lu Caiwei's pupils narrowed, she was in the Yaochi Holy Land, and she had never heard anyone talk about it.

Moreover, the two worldly pinnacle great cultivators met in the Spirit Mountain in advance, but there were no earth-shattering rumors, which in itself was an extremely unusual thing.

Shen Yu poured a cup of tea for the woman, saw the doubts in her heart, and said directly, "There was no fight, but Dao Yan Zhenren and Song Nu left Xizhou together."

Lu Caiwei raised her head, her eyes still full of shock, and asked, "The condition is that you and Yang Liu return to the Dao Sect safely?"

Shen Yu nodded.

Lingyin Temple is the second holy place in the world, in addition to the four firsts, as well as the newly born Sword Buddha, there are many hidden great cultivators.

Shen Yu had seen the great trend to the three people, and the bitter monk was part of it.

But Lingyin Temple is a holy place of Buddhism in the world, how can there only be these hole cards.

Because Shen Yu, Yang Liu, and Lingyin Temple have died a first, and the three ancestor spirits are impossible to leave no matter what.

But in the end, Shen Yu returned to the Dao Sect with Yang Liu.

And Xun Ju left with Qingshan and the others.

All of this is because Dao Yan Zhenren came to Xizhou.

And the reason why Lingyin Temple dared to do this was because Song Nu of Qingdi City sent someone to send a letter.

Only he was able to stop Dao Yan Zhenren and save Lingyin Temple from a catastrophe.

Lu Caiwei has been in Yaochi all these years, in addition to practicing, she is collecting some news about Shen Yu.

If it hadn't been for the head of the sect, she would have gone down the mountain to Xizhou a long time ago.

"The matter of the sea of blood, you are also the ghost?"

Lu Caiwei remembered the purpose of coming to Xizhou this time, and asked subconsciously.

This guy is not a peaceful person by nature, and everywhere he goes, he will inevitably do great things.

Shen Yu took a sip of tea and said honestly, "It does have something to do with me."

Lu Caiwei really had such an expression.

"Yang Liu is the reincarnation of Miaohua, so naturally she has to understand the cause and effect with that Buddha, otherwise she can't leave Feilai Peak, and the fruit of the Buddha Gate is to let her open up the blood sea channel with the body of an earth immortal and release those blood sea creatures." Shen Yu lightly talked about the reason for the loss.

Lu Caiwei no longer had the emotions she had before, blinked her eyes, and asked curiously, "Why did Lingyin Temple do this?"

This kind of stripped questioning is her favorite thing.

What's more, it's still with Shen Yu.

According to Shen Yu's statement, the Buddhism Gate asked her to open up the blood sea passage on the condition of Yang Liu's cause and effect, but what good would it do to Lingyin Temple if she did so.

The real person in charge of the sect has said that the creatures in the sea of blood are blood-devouring, cruel, and cold-blooded.

It would be a terrible thing for such a monster to come to the world.

Shen Yu said straightforwardly: "Because of a great wish, the sea of blood is not empty, and the vow cannot be a Buddha's great wish, after countless years of fighting, the disciples of the Buddhist sect found that with their strength, there is no way to complete this grand wish, and this is the agreement between the Buddha and the Heavenly Dao, so some people thought of a way to let the spiritual desolation monks participate."

Hearing this, Lu Caiwei's eyes widened, and she scolded: "Those monks are too shameless, they can't complete their heavenly oaths, and they have to pull people into the water, what is the difference between this and the ruffians in the mortal world."

The woman's voice was so loud that it was heard throughout the restaurant.

Countless people cast angry glances, and a few Buddhist cultivators even exuded bursts of killing intent.

It is really bold to insult Buddhist disciples in the Buddha country.

Lu Caiwei glared at them fiercely and said in a cold voice, "If any of you think you can beat Hui Ke, maybe this girl can try to draw her sword and fight you."

As the words fell, the temperature of the entire restaurant dropped suddenly, and an extremely strong sword intent spread out from the woman's body.

The tables and chairs in front of those Buddhist monks exploded instantly.

"It's a sword cultivator!" Someone exclaimed.

A few more people saw the woman's clothes clearly, remembered a certain holy place, and the next moment they hurriedly fled.

When the crowd finally quieted down, Lu Caiwei turned her head and saw the man in front of her with a smile on his face.

The delicate face has a hint of pampering.

Lu Caiwei's cheeks were hot, and Ai Ai sat down and whispered, "I usually don't do this in Yaochi, but I saw you, and my temper ....uh... It's bigger."

Shen Yu nodded calmly and agreed, "That's the case."

Lu Caiwei glared at him fiercely.

Shen Yu shook his head slightly, and continued the previous topic: "I have nine causes and effects in my body, and it is Buddhism that is the best at cause and effect in this world, so I came there and met the bitter monk, that is, the uncle of the Tang Emperor."

"He is the highest ranking monk in Lingyin Temple, even if he presides over the disaster, he is not qualified to order him to do anything, thirty years ago, he took the disciples of Buddhism to the imperial capital to find the reason for the Son of Heaven to destroy the Buddha, but was blocked by the big array, thirty years later, the bitter monk obsession has not disappeared, through my hand to cut himself off, want to involve the Tang Dynasty."

Regarding this statement, Shen Yu has always felt far-fetched, the bitter monk has practiced for hundreds of years, and his Dao heart is strong, how could he be broken because of obsession, and he is dead, except for the night stars and thousands of iron horses, the Tang Dynasty has not been involved in the matter of the sea of blood.

Shen Yu once asked Su Mo about the death of the bitter monk in Feilai Peak.

But by many clues, it may be a difficult mystery to solve, and judging by what happened afterward, his death does not seem to have any effect.

As blood sea creatures appeared everywhere in Xizhou, more and more cultivators set their sights on Xizhou.

As for the bitter monk, now that not many people deliberately investigate, even the Lingyin Temple itself seems to ignore this matter.

After listening to Shen Yu's words, Lu Caiwei somewhat understood some of the current situation of the Spirit Desolation.

She pointed in the direction of Lingshan Mountain and sighed, "Lingyin Temple has sent a message to the master, saying that there is a priest from the Sea of Blood, who is proficient in the formation, and has laid a large array of resentful spirits near the West Sea, and more than ten great cultivators have died there, and the host of the martyrdom hopes that Kunlun can send disciples to break the formation."