The sky is dark, the stars disappear and the moon disappears.

The clouds were thick and low, as if they were about to touch the ground.

After a moment of stagnation, the cold wind swept through the snowflakes, filling the temple once again with only ruins and broken walls.

Several figures are in the shape of a zigzag, facing each other at a distance.

The ancestor of the Hong family gently dusted off the snowflakes stained on his sleeves, and his eyes fell on Wei Tao who was not far away, and he didn't look at the headless corpse that fell to the ground softly.

Young Master Hong's tragic death did not raise a trace of waves in his heart at all.

The good grandson who kept talking just now was like garbage in his eyes, and he had to throw it away if it was useless, so naturally he would not have any sentimentality.

It was even far less than the confusion and surprise that he brought to him after seeing the long tail of the snake.

"As a Lingming Grandmaster, but with Xuanwu secret skills, the key is that he is still so young, it is really a generation of talented people, and a generation of new people replaces old people."

The ancestor of the Hong family exhaled lightly a mouthful of white mist, and then moved his gaze to the five people on the other side.

After staring at them for a moment, even greater doubts suddenly rose in his heart.

"Hearts and minds are interconnected, qi and machine are linked, Grandmaster Qinglian actually got together with the Sword Pavilion swordsman, what do they want to do?"

"It's just that under careful perception, these people have a faint image of sluggishness and stiffness, as if something critical is missing compared to the state of mind of a clear and thorough grandmaster."

"But it doesn't matter, tonight should be able to make up for it, and it can be regarded as being able to replenish some of the deficit state to perfection before welcoming the divine will that descended."

Boom!

A dull heartbeat spread through the dark wind and snow.

Wei Tao's feet were one after the other, his body sank slightly, and then he formed the fist seal of the Yuan Fetus, and his spirit and spirit continued to rise upward, as if he merged into the dark void, intertwined with the wind and snow.

The confrontation between the lightning and the fire just now made him determine two things again.

First, Qinglian's left and right envoys, the three sword masters of the Sword Pavilion are indeed connected in their hearts, and they have almost reached the level of concentricity and body.

However, like the ancestor of the Hong family, he also faintly sensed that the other party seemed to have dissonance, and it seemed that he could not fully exert their due strength.

Second, compared to the Qinglian Envoy and the Great Sword Master, the guy not far away who looked like he was about to die of old age brought even stronger sense of threat, just a very ordinary grab, which made him feel unstoppable and unavoidable.

"The old guy's strength level is so high, and his surname is Hong, is it the old Grandmaster Hong that the Dao Master once mentioned?"

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

Suddenly, the astringent aura was like a stubborn stone, as if it was completely integrated with the surrounding broken walls.

On the other side, Qinglian Left Envoy Wen Yan was expressionless, and said slowly in a stiff tone, "It turned out to be Mr. Hong Shun of the Four Elephant Palace, no wonder he has such a high cultivation realm.

It's just that being old and not dying is a thief, and dying and not stiff is a demon, you can live all the way from the era of Emperor Wu to the present, and you should have been lying flat underground to enjoy the blessings, instead of running around like now, no matter what you do, you have to intervene."

"You, a demon of the Qinglian Sect, can still be cheeky to teach the old man, you don't know what death is."

Hong Shunyu only smiled faintly when he heard this, "More than thirty years ago, the old man, Mr. Donghe, Xuanwu Qi Dao Master and others attacked the land of the dead, killing countless demon sect disciples, and the weak water was dyed red with blood.

I still remember that at that time, even your so-called Blue Lotus Dharma King was not as arrogant as you."

"Whether we are arrogant or not, we can let Old Grandmaster Hong know in a while."

Qinglian's right envoy Fan Ci took over, "As for what death is, although we have never really died, we are still not afraid of death.

For example, if we dare to commit suicide directly now, it should be enough for Old Grandmaster Hong to live for so long, do you dare to walk with us and go to Huangquan Road?"

"You say you're not afraid of death?"

As if he had heard a big joke, "Anything else

When people say this, the old man may believe it, but only you, the right envoy of Qinglian, are really not qualified to make such rebellious words.

Speaking of which, the old man clearly remembers the place where he passed away thirty years ago, and in order to escape his life faster, your envoy mercilessly killed his companions who stood in front of him, even the little girl I felt sorry for."

Fan Ci did not refute it, but continued, "The past has drifted away with the wind, and now I am no longer the original me, so there is no need to mention these old things."

"The right envoy of the Brahman doesn't want to mention it, so it's okay not to mention it, but in the old man's opinion, it can only be said that the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change."

Hong Shun said with a smile again, "In the battle in the land of the dead, you were planted with the seed of fear of death in your heart, and now with the passage of time, that seed has already taken root and grown into a towering tree.

So whether the Brahmana acknowledges it or not, it's there, deeply rooted in your heart."

Wei Tao was silent from beginning to end.

Listening to the sharp words on both sides, they affect each other and disturb each other's mood, but there is always an inexplicable strange feeling lingering in the chest.

In his opinion, the old guy surnamed Hong still came a little late.

I didn't see the "style" of Qinglian Zuo's envoy Wen Yan when he looked up, and he didn't hear the "tone" when this person said the three words of the little, so he didn't know the weirdness of these people at all.

Therefore, all the efforts he has made will be in vain.

Little by little, time passed.

The wind and snow are getting heavier and thicker on the ground.

The seven figures stood silently, no one made the first move, and they didn't even move their bodies.

It's like an ice sculpture, standing in the depths of the white wilderness.

Crash!

Suddenly, there seemed to be the sound of footsteps dragging mud and water.

From far and near, he slowly approached the Taoist temple.

Soon after, a stiff and twisted figure appeared near the ruined Taoist temple.

This is a monk wrapped in shabby robes.

His face was sad, his brows were dark, his eyes were dull, and he looked like he was not alive.

The monk seemed to notice something, so he stopped not far away.

He turned his head a little, stared directly at the few people facing each other in the field, and finally slowly walked towards Wei Tao's position.

Click!

After a glance, the monk seemed to have determined his goal, and without hesitation, he took heavy and stiff steps, and soon came to the Taoist temple.

Bang!!!

The arrival of the monk was like throwing a torch into a room full of explosives.

Suddenly, all the dull and suppressed breath was detonated.

The left and right envoys of the green lotus joined hands side by side, and the holy lotus platform bloomed in the night sky.

After that, there was a sword qi horizontally, and the sword intent was horizontal, merging with the blooming green lotus, as if it was originally one thing.

As soon as they made a move, they did almost all their best.

It was like a tension spring that had been suppressed to the extreme, and it popped forward violently at this moment.

Qinglian's sword intent tore through the wind and snow, and in an instant, he had already come to Hong Shunyu's face.

Another direction.

Wei Tao's arms suddenly swelled and became larger, and the sharp claws covered with black scales rushed out of the darkness, and also smashed down towards the cover of Hong Shun.

Originally, it was a situation of three-way confrontation.

After being broken by the intruding monk, it was strange that the two parties joined forces to deal with the remaining side.

"You want to kill me before you continue your unfinished fight?"

"Then all I can say is that you all got it wrong."

"The old man has been sitting in the Four Elephants Hall for decades, contemplating and comprehending Emperor Wu's legacy day and night, and he has already stepped half of his body into the level of the Fa."

"Just let you take a look, what is called a high level of the realm, it is so high that there is no edge!"

In the face of the sudden attack, Hong Shun's heart was like a dry well, and he was not alarmed.

He doesn't dodge or dodge

, do not back down, do not give in.

It's like a dead tree standing still.

Then he raised his hands as if he was slow, and he still grabbed it simply, and greeted the Qinglian Sword Intent and the Yuan Fetal Fist Seal respectively.

Rumble!

As soon as a claw came out, the majestic pressure suddenly came.

In just a moment, with Hong Shunyu's body as the center, the ground suddenly subsided, and the wind and snow disappeared.

It was as if all other external objects except for himself would be left without his permission.

It was as if time had stood still in this moment.

There was silence in the dilapidated Taoist temple.

Even the whistling wind and snow disappeared without a trace at this time.

Suddenly, there was a crisp click.

It sounded like the sound of hard armor cracking, finally opening a gap in the silence.

Almost at the same time, the thunderbolts exploded one after another close to the ground.

Bang!

The fist mark of the Yuan Fetus smashed violently and was caught by the raised thin palm.

Click!

Suddenly, the black scales of the cloud pattern shattered, and a cloud of blood mist burst out.

Boom!

After a collision, there was a loud bang.

The fist claws swung to form an afterimage, mixed with dazzling sparks, and splattered outwards violently.

In an instant, Wei Tao slammed back, smashed the broken wall and crashed into the depths of the newly formed ruins, and even tore a straight trench several feet deep along the way.

"Nine changes of Lingming, Xuanwu True Solution, and even the secret method of Vajra."

"This young man's learning is really beyond the old man's imagination."

"What's even more unbelievable is that he was able to break through all three methods to the Grandmaster level.

With his age, even if he didn't encounter too many obstacles in his cultivation along the way, where did he squeeze out the cultivation time!?"

"Also, this person has a lot of strength, after a head-on collision, even I had a little arm numbness, so he took advantage of the situation to dodge and retreat, avoiding the killing move I was about to launch later."

A few thoughts flashed in Hong Shunyun's heart, but there was no hesitation in the other hand, and he also simply grabbed forward.

Click!

The shadow of the claw is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity.

In just one moment, he forced away the sword intent and shattered Qinglian.

Then, with only a slight stagnation, the claw shadows merged into one, and continued to probe into the depths of the dark wind and snow.

"The heart is connected, the qi is implicated, the combined attack power of these five grandmasters is indeed very strong, even if I have begun to comprehend the realm of the Fa, I can be suppressed by them together."

"However, although Qinglian and Sword Intent are seamlessly blended, they always feel that a little of the most essential soul is missing, and this is your biggest flaw."

"I was found by the old man and caught the flaw, and you still didn't back down, you are simply looking for death!"

Hong Shun's face was expressionless, and a claw pierced the cyan lotus platform, like a withered branch's arm swelled instantly, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying and majestic momentum, forcing away the Qinglian left envoy Wen Yan and the three sword masters.

But he only got out of the way where Qinglian's right envoy Fan Ci was located, and isolated him from the protrusion alone.

There was hardly any time gap, and Hong Shunyu pointed a claw directly at Fan Ci's chest.

His five fingers were spread, and his forearms trembled violently, stirring up the dark void with ripples and ripples.

It's like a dragon out of the water, although it is pointing to the right envoy of Qinglian, it seems to be hidden in the depths of the clouds and mist, and it may appear anywhere at any time.

Swish!

Hong Shunyu's grasp was silent, but it was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, he had already come to Fanci.

At that moment, he narrowed his eyes suddenly.

In the suddenly constricted pupils, Fan Ci's expressionless face was reflected.

At such a fatal moment, instead of dodging and retreating, Fan Ci even quickly puffed up his chest.

Like, yes

I'm afraid I can't die at his hands.

No, it's not even an active death-seeking.

Instead, he was afraid of dying too slowly, and he was desperate to hasten his own death.

"With the character of Qinglian's right envoy, he can still do such a thing?"

"When things go wrong, there must be a demon, is he pretending to seek death to deceive?"

"But the old man is a great grandmaster who is only one step away from achieving the perfection of the Yang Spiritual Realm, and he still dares to deceive in front of me!?"

Hong Shunyu's heart suddenly moved, and after a moment of hesitation and hesitation, he had to stop his strength and prepare to deal with possible changes in the future.

But it's already a little late.

After all, both sides were trying their best to accelerate before, and as martial artists above the grandmaster, they were going in both directions, one wanted to kill and the other wanted to die, and there was no more reaction time under the superposition of the two.

Click!

Hong Shun Yu fell with a claw, directly penetrating the front chest of Qinglian's right envoy, and then penetrated from the back, skewering his whole person on his arm.

After receiving a claw that could cut off his vitality, Fan Ci still had no expression on his face, and even his eyes did not show the slightest fluctuation.

He threw his hands left and right, piercing the darkness and coming.

At the moment when his body was pierced, he suddenly stuck the arm that was like a dead branch.

"Fight for your life, just to freeze me for a moment?"

"They are also martial arts masters who have climbed step by step, can't they calculate that this time is not enough to kill me?"

Although Hong Shunyu was not shocked, he did not panic at all.

The arm that stretched out forward swelled suddenly, trying to get rid of the clamp brought by Fan Ci's dying counterattack.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt a little cold, and it came from behind Fan Ci.

It even affected his spirit, and there was a moment of darkness in front of him without warning.

There is also a sound full of the artistic conception of all things killing and silence, as if it was directly swinging in his consciousness.

"The way to view the sky, the way to hold the sky, all the way!"

"Heaven kills, stars fall, earth kills, dragons and snakes rise to land, people kill machines, heaven and earth repeat, heaven and man are in harmony, and all changes are determined."

"This is the Three-Talent Sword Formation of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and it is the ultimate Three-Talent Killing Sword."

"They actually hid this style until now, and took the opportunity of the Qinglian Right Envoy to use it as bait, in order not to give me a chance to find out and deal with it in advance.

But with it, you can't kill me, at most you will temporarily abolish an arm."

"I want to see what the three kendo masters who have exhausted their killing intent and sword intent can use to stop my anger after casting the Three Talents Killing Sword!"

The thoughts in Hong Shunyu's heart flashed, and his spirit and spirit condensed in one place, and he suddenly rose upward, breaking through the limit in an instant.

"Above the spiritual realm, return to the void method!"

Rumble!

With Hong Shunyun's body as the center, drastic changes descended within a few feet of the surrounding area.

It is like a dead tree in spring, full of vitality, but it is like a dead air surrounding, empty and silent.

All kinds of forces are intertwined and entangled, merging into one, and all external objects are annihilated.

Brush!

The three-cai killing sword came at this time.

There was no monstrous sword qi, no forest cold sword light, only a wisp of pure killing intent that went straight into the arm that pierced from Fan Ci's back.

Then there was a click.

The three long swords broke inch by inch, and the four figures quickly retreated backwards and left, and in an instant, they disappeared into the dark wind and snow.

Hong Shunyu took two steps back and stabilized his figure, looking at the few figures who were hurrying away, his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.

"They turned around and ran away, what are they trying to do?"

"They lost the combat power of a grandmaster for no reason, and the remaining three sword masters were also weak and exhausted to the extreme, do they still think they can escape?"

"I've long been tired of eating those tasteless pills in the palace, all of you

I want to be the ration of the old man!"

He lowered his head, his mouth silently splitting behind his ears.

The inside is like scarlet petals blooming layer by layer, and there are dense sharp fangs, which grow freely through the mucous membrane of flesh and blood.

Bang!

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the ruins not far away.

Hong Shunyun turned his head to look, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, "He is worthy of being a monk of the Northern Wilderness who cultivates the secret method of vajra, and his physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary martial arts masters.

If he were to change his Cathode Grandmaster, he would be crippled if he didn't die."

"As a result, this monk was able to survive unscathed, and he also helped the old man entangle that young man with terrifying talent and qualifications.

Such an understanding and good man, you must taste it slowly and see if his flesh and blood are even more delicious."

"Oh? It doesn't seem right."

"What appears is not Brahma's spiritual will, but more like the aura of the dark abyss corresponding to Brahma.

But that's fine, I've eaten Brahma martial artists before, and now it's time to change my taste and see if the flesh and blood essence of the Black Abyss Grandmaster is more chewy."

Click!

He bit Qinglian's right neck.

Seeing the corpse in his hand quickly dry up, Hong Shunyun had an extremely satisfied smile on his face.

Even the furrow-like wrinkles stretched a little.

"Huh!?"

After only swallowing a few mouthfuls, Hong Shunyu narrowed his eyes suddenly.

He jerked his head up and walked away from the neck of Qinglian's right envoy.

But it seems to be stuck with super glue, and even wisps of transparent silk threads are pulled out in the middle, which shine a very light crystal light against the background of the surrounding snow.

Click!

Hong Shunyu violently tore off the adhesive silk thread, and his face became quite ugly at this moment.

There was a bang.

At this moment, the body of Qinglian's right envoy exploded without warning.

The rain of blood flew all over the sky, completely enveloping Hong Shun Pass.

And the frantically twisted transparent filaments that shot out of the crumbling corpse, all surging towards the wound on his arm.

Rumble!

The majestic pressure is coming again.

Tear all the threads apart.

"It's a mysterious silk."

"Thirty years ago, Gui Shu imitated that little doll to reproduce this thing, and then Donghe incorporated it into his body, and the old man also went to Donghe to see it once after learning the news, but he didn't find it so weird at the time."

"But I've seen this kind of thing before, and it stands to reason that I should be aware of it when I fight them, but I don't feel it at all from beginning to end, and I don't see any clues until the end."

Hong Shunyu felt the changes in his body, his face became gloomy and gloomy, and water could almost drip between his eyebrows.

He instantly figured out the reason why Qinglian's right envoy took the initiative to seek death.

Fan Ci used his own life as bait, that is, to trap him for a moment, so that his companions could calmly use the Sancai Killing Sword.

The purpose was nothing else, just to open a wound in him.

In this way, it can leave a passage for the Mysterious Silk to break through and enter, so that it can find a way to play against him in the subsequent confrontation.

However, the other party underestimated his realm.

In other words, he underestimated the level of strength he could show after coming into contact with the realm of the Fa.

Therefore, after seeing the "Returning to the Void Method", the rest of the people did not hesitate to retreat immediately, without even half a minute of hesitation and stopping.

It's a pity that providence is like a knife and unpredictable.

They didn't expect it, but he was even more caught off guard.

Those people let out something that a martial arts master could not do, but he swallowed it into his stomach by himself.

Now the silk is surging, swimming in the viscera, and it is even more difficult to treat than injecting it from the wound of the arm.

Just a few

During the time to breathe, the battle in the depths of the ruins suddenly stopped.

The thunder disappeared, the wind and snow flew and fell again, and everything seemed to return to its original appearance.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, stay and maybe beat that young man to death, but after some fighting, the mysterious silk in the body will definitely become more difficult, so you can't stay here, you must leave immediately."

Hong Shunyu exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he wanted to release all the hesitation, all the entanglement, and all the hesitation with this breath.

The next moment, he turned his head in the opposite direction and left.

Rumble!

At this moment, a fierce wind rose and howled.

Carrying ice and snow, a large cloud of smoke and dust was raised, and in an instant, it was already close.

Bang!

The ground collapsed abruptly, and the two figures parted at the touch of a button.

They each took a dozen steps back, silently confronting each other.

The smoke and dust quickly cleared, revealing the two people standing still inside.

Hong Shunyun raised his head slightly, staring at the monstrous body, and his already gloomy expression was even more cold.

"Martial artists practice martial arts to improve themselves, the old man has lived for so long, and he can be regarded as having seen all kinds of martial artists, but there are very few who can cultivate into your ugly appearance, absolutely not much."

After a moment, he suddenly smiled slightly, "It's a pity that a precious animal like you died like this.

But the old man gave you a chance to live, but you had to come to seek death and cut off your own way of life with your own hands."

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

The tail of the snake that has nowhere to be placed is flicked from side to side, and the head of the snake that is growing is faintly visible at the top.

The wings behind him flapped slowly, bringing out a rich bloody atmosphere back and forth.

Wei Tao replied with a hideous smile, "I really wanted to run away, but I suddenly found that Senior Hong's state seemed to be a little wrong, so I stayed back, hoping to help you solve the problem that was bothering you."

After a pause, his smile grew stronger, "Old gentleman doesn't have to look at me with such suspicion, you have to believe that I definitely have this ability."

After all, if I let me kill you here, all the problems you face will disappear, and there will be no more anxiety and worries."

"That Northern Desolate Ghost Monk gave me a big surprise, and I hope Old Sect Master Hong won't let me down either."

Boom!

The words fell, and Wei Tao took a step forward.

When he reappeared, he had already roared in front of Hong Shunyu.

Picking up the thick arm covered in cloud-patterned black scales, he tore through the air and slammed downward.

Hong Shunyun raised his head suddenly, this time it was no longer a simple stretch of his arms and claws, but his hands each formed a seal, and at the last moment they closed together like lightning.

Rumble!

Wei Tao punched out his fists, but he felt a majestic pressure hit him instantly, all of which acted on his body.

It was as if I was carrying a mountain on my back, and I even felt a sense of oppression that I couldn't breathe.

Not only that, but even the moire black scales on the surface of the body, the wings and wings on the back, and even the long tail of the snake behind the body, have begun to degenerate in reverse, and they no longer have the hideous and vivid image they had before.

Wei Tao squinted his eyes violently, and made eye contact with Hong Shunyu, who was also shocked, as if he was about to rub out a ball of sparks.

Bang!

The fists and palms were handed over, and the thunder rumbled.

Hong Shun Yu did not retreat a step, and the position where he stood was already a large pit with a radius of several meters and a depth of several feet.

Half of his body was at the bottom of the pit, and his head and face were covered in a thick layer of dust.

Wei Tao suddenly flew out upside down, and only after more than ten feet did he slam on the ground and step on the dense cobweb cracks.

"This is the method of returning to the void."

"I didn't expect this person to carry the combined blow of the three kendo masters, and he was also incorporated into his body by the concentric knot, and he could still burst out with such a strong strength."

"With his body as the center, at least within a radius of a few feet,

It was like a complete void to me.

This extreme exclusivity, even the true intent of the Martial Dao that has been integrated into the body can't withstand that kind of power, and it disappears and degenerates in an instant."

Wei Tao stared at the big pit that had just formed not far away, and his figure quickly converged and shrunk, changing back to his previous appearance.

He began to slowly retreat, ready to pull away enough distance before turning back and not looking back.

Ahem!

A violent cough came from inside the pit.

There is also a strong smell of blood, mixed with the wind wafting over.

Hong Shunyu raised his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from his lips, looked down at the surging tentacles in front of him, and his throat was inexplicably itchy.

He resisted the urge to cough again, pulled his legs out of the bottom of the pit, and stepped back a little.

Thinking that the young man might be not far from the pit, staring at this place, Hong Shunyu's heart couldn't help but feel a little empty.

The collision and confrontation just now also brought him great surprise.

Prior to this, the grandmaster martial artist he knew, whether it was the cathode grandmaster or the anode grandmaster who was made of the void and the reality, the true meaning of the martial arts and the martial artist ontology had always been complementary to each other.

But I have never seen any martial artist who can integrate the true meaning of martial arts into the body and become one.

In this way, his Returning to Fiction Technique will not have the greatest effect, and he will not be able to reject and drive away all the opponent's martial arts true intentions, leaving him with the ability to rebel violently.

"If I hadn't been disturbed by the Mysterious Silk, I would have been able to bring out the full power of the Returning to Void Technique......

When Hong Shunyu thought of this, he didn't continue to think about it.

A lot of distracting thoughts inexplicably appeared in my mind, as if there were many people talking non-stop, and there were fragments of memories that obviously shouldn't belong to me, and scenes flashed in front of me like flowing water.

This chaotic feeling is as if I have returned to an unknown number of years ago, and I am experiencing unbearable delusions.

"Is it the Mysterious Silk, or did he just fight against that young man, and he eroded my spirit?"

Hong Shun Yu struggled to keep the Lingtai clear, clinging to the edge of the big pit, trying his best to sense Wei Tao's qi.

After waiting for a moment, he leapt out of the pit and fled into the distance like lightning.

Wei Tao had retreated a hundred steps away at this time, and was about to turn around and run, but before he could move his footsteps, he suddenly stopped in place.

He looked at the figure that ran away frantically and never looked back, and he was even a little confused for a while.

"The old guy is faster than me."

"I'm afraid of him, and he's afraid of me, we're afraid of wolves."

Wei Tao took a deep breath of the cold air, and after a moment of silence, he finally extinguished his mind to continue to catch up, but turned around and went into the depths of the ruins, and found the body of the monk of the Northern Wilderness from under the masonry.

Compared to Old Grandmaster Hong, who began to comprehend what the Dharma was, it was still this dead and immortal corpse that had a greater attraction to him.

The strength of the monk is actually average, almost at the same height as Meng Zhi, who also practices the secret method of vajra.

Even if he surpassed Meng Xi, he did not leave the level of Donkey Kong Realm, so he only held on to his hands for a short time before he was beaten and lost his ability to move.

However, what really made Wei Tao care was not that the monk was originally a corpse, but the true meaning of King Kong that he had condensed.

Completely different from Mengxi, the true meaning of this monk's vajra has nothing to do with the great Brahma, but has a deep connection with the dark abyss that is opposed to Brahma.

This discovery was significant, like a flash of light piercing the void, dispelling the fog and illuminating the way forward.

If you can get through, you can be regarded as finding the right way to make the Vajra secret method go further.

"I perceive and capture the malice of Brahma and achieve Vajra Glass, although there is the image of Black Vajra, but the root is still Brahma Spiritual Will."

"Based on the battle with this monk just now, it can be inferred that if the Brahma spirit is yang, the abyss of darkness may be yin, two

Although they are opposites, they have a constant relationship inside.

More importantly, they can all be perceived by the Vajra Secret Method, and eventually become the Master of Esoteric Teaching."

"Patience is as immobile as the earth, and meditation is as deep as a secret treasure, this is the description of the Vajra Secret Method for the Donkey Kong Realm, but the deeper level of yin and yang is unclear, making it difficult for people to continue to go deeper.

If I can recreate the body of Vajra with the spiritual intent of the Abyss of Darkness like this monk, can I be regarded as responding to the true intention of the unity of yin and yang, and can push the secret method of Vajra to a higher level?"

The ruined Taoist temple was silent and silent, only the wind and snow whistling through the air.

Wei Tao looked up at the night sky, carefully carried the body of the monk on his shoulder, and walked away quickly in the opposite direction.

…………

………………

"This old gentleman Hong is quite fast, and he has a strong ability to hide his body.

Thanks to such a sudden snowfall, otherwise there would not have been even this trace, and we would have lost his whereabouts long ago."

In the depths of the dark night, a petite and delicate figure walked quietly.

At her feet, the snow surged slightly, as if something was hiding underground, and it hurried forward with her.

At its side, there was a woman wearing a hood and a white robe.

The two of them sensed and captured the breath left by Hong Shunyu together, observed and looked for the faint footprints that appeared on the snow from time to time, and chased them along the looming trails.

"Above the two realms of the anode true spirit is the realm of the law."

The petite girl tilted her head slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her face, "Has Master Luo also reached this high level?"

Luo Qingjun shook his head slowly, "I'm still one step away, maybe I will be able to stand in front of the door soon and get a glimpse of what the artistic conception of the law is, but it is also possible that I will not be able to cross this step for the rest of my life."

Yun Hong smiled slightly, "Although Grandmaster Hong is old and frail, his physical body has lost much vitality, so it is not too attractive to us.

But the most precious thing for his old man is not these, but the cultivation experience along the way, and perhaps the various secrets that he has experienced and known since the time of Emperor Wu, which is what we need the most."

After a pause, she continued, "As long as we join us, Grandmaster Hong will be able to continue his life to the end, and we will also be able to gain access to his experience and memories, which is clearly something that will be of great benefit to both parties.

I don't know why he has no interest in it, but he desperately flees without looking back."

Luo Qingjun sighed, "Grandmaster Hong can't run far, after being infused by the treacherous silk of Qinglian's right envoy, he should be tormented by delusions at this time, enduring both physical and mental pain.

As long as we can stop Grandmaster Hong before he disposes of the silk, we should be able to persuade him to join Dingxuan and become one of you."

"That's not a delusion, it's our ......."

Yunhong had just spoken, but suddenly fell silent.

Both stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look to the side.

In the depths of the dark wind and snow, it seemed that a golden light quietly lit up and met the eyes of the two.

It can even make people wonder if the night is about to pass, the wind and snow will stop, and the golden morning sun will rise from the end of the western sky.

"Don't chase any more, let's get out of here and take refuge farther away."

Yunhong frowned, and Luo Qingjun's somewhat solemn voice suddenly came from her ears.

"That golden light seems to be the presence of the Golden Horde!"

A dirt slope not far from the Wilderness Taoist Temple.

Wei Tao found a place to hide from the wind, and carefully laid the body of the monk on the ground.

He sat down next to him, his brow furrowed in deep thought.

The aura of the Dark Abyss still remained in the monk's body, but he hadn't figured out how to absorb it.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wei Tao still decided to make the Imperial Envoy Watching the Divine Qi Technique first, the most

After a detailed perception.

Then, according to the situation, try to extract it from the bearer of the mysterious silk.

Quietly, his eyes lit up with a faint light.

But instead of looking at the corpse of the monk, he turned his head to look at the sky in the distance.

"This golden glow has such a strong Brahma spiritual intent."

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "I almost thought the sun was going to rise in the west today."

(End of chapter)