After the Tsing Yi Niangniang left, Li Daoxuan's eyes began to change dramatically.

I saw that the surrounding plants and trees began to quickly turn yellow and wither, and then sprouts reappeared, and became vigorous again.

Glory and withering, life and death, are constantly reincarnating, and life is endless.

Li Daoxuan finally understood the meaning of Tsing Yi Niang's words, what kind of red face and white bones, fleeting, cultivators want to see through the skin, dare to see through this way?

also said that he was not angry, but I saw that he was angry.

He couldn't speak at the moment, so he simply sat down cross-legged and tried to see if he could break the mother's spell.

But after trying for a long time, I found that I found nothing.

At this time, a rather beautiful female disciple stepped forward, and when she saw the senior brother sitting alone on the top of the cliff, she mustered up the courage to step forward and say hello.

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Li Daoxuan opened his eyes and saw that her bright face was rapidly decaying, and in just a few breaths, she became a skeleton, then gave birth to maggots, and finally slowly changed back to its original state, and so on.

Li Daoxuan quickly closed his eyes and sighed in his heart.

Mother, count yourself ruthless!

Don't let my ways outdo yours, or else......

……

Seven days later.

Upstairs of the Jade Emperor.

Li Daoxuan sat cross-legged, his mouth had recovered, and his whole temperament had become more calm, as if he was an old man with a pure heart and few desires, and his heart was not shocked, like a mirror.

It took seven days for the abnormality of his eyes to finally recover.

In the past seven days, he saw that everyone was a skeleton with maggots, no matter how beautiful a woman was, she couldn't arouse his interest, in order to prevent himself from having problems in some aspects, Li Daoxuan simply hid in this Jade Emperor Tower to retreat and cultivate.

However, not all are bad, after this baptism, Li Daoxuan faintly felt that his state of mind had improved, especially the way of life and death, glory and withering, and had a deeper understanding.

Just as he was concentrating on cultivation, a voice sounded in his ears, it was the Heavenly Master transmitting the sound.

"Dao Xuan, come to the back mountain."

Li Daoxuan immediately opened his eyes, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and went away from the sky, but after a few breaths, he came to the back mountain and saw the old heavenly master.

He pressed the head of the cloud and landed on the ground, surprised to find that the Heavenly Master was actually standing in front of the tombstone of Elder True Lotus.

The tomb of the real lotus is very simple to build, and buried in the back mountain, although it is still in the range of Longhu Mountain, but the feng shui is general, like a barren mountain and a lonely mound, very depressed.

It's hard to believe that a yang god is buried here.

The old heavenly master touched the tombstone and said, "Dao Xuan, some people in Longhu Mountain say that I am too mean to Zhenlian, and I refuse to let him enter the ancestral grave when I die, what do you think?" ”

Li Daoxuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "This is what my master said, I think that you have done the right thing, you have done a good job!" ”

The Heavenly Master paused slightly, glanced back at him, and teased: "You kid, tell me the reason, if it's just a slap on the horse and flattery, be careful Master and I will let you not speak for seven days." ”

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, stared at the grave of Zhenlian, his eyes were deep, and said: "Master doesn't know the details, if he knows, I'm afraid he will be the first to dig a grave, not to mention the ancestral grave, there is no place for him to be buried in Longhu Mountain!" ”

The Heavenly Master's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's hear it." ”

Li Daoxuan nodded and said, "Actually, I guessed too, in your dream before, you mentioned that everything is fake, only the grandmother is real, right?" ”

"Not bad."

Li Daoxuan's eyes showed a glimmer of essence, and said, "At that time, I wondered, why is the grandmother in the dream real, and why does Moro have the true spirit of the grandmother?" ”

The Celestial Master remained silent and said, "Maybe Moro started designing me decades ago, and he planned the disaster of the Demon Suppression Hall back then. ”

Li Daoxuan shook his head and said, "No, the Void Belly Ghost King once said that Moro only started to plan against you sixteen years ago, I don't think he should be lying." ”

After a pause, Li Daoxuan sneered and said: "So there is only one explanation, that is, decades ago, the accident in the Demon Hall was arranged by Elder Zhenlian, he originally wanted to kill the two sons of the ancestor, so as to break the bloodline, but because the senior grandmother desperately protected each other, he finally failed." ”

"However, Elder Zhenlian took the opportunity to take away the true spirit of his grandmother and wanted to keep it to blackmail you, and then he fell into the devil and joined the Moro Sect, and handed over the true spirit of his grandmother to Moro, so that you had what happened in your dream."

Although these are just his speculations, only this statement can explain why a soul that should have dissipated more than forty years ago suddenly appeared in the dream of the old heavenly master.

Moreover, Li Daoxuan also went to the master to inquire, when the grandmother died, Zhenlian was in Longhu Mountain, and he was also the first person to rush to the rescue.

Only he has both motivation and timing.

Li Daoxuan looked at the tomb of Elder True Lotus with a disgusted gaze.

It is said that the traitor is like loyalty, and the hypocrisy is true, this true lotus is really sanctimonious, well-dressed beast!

The Heavenly Master sighed and said, "Thoughtful, insightful, yes, you guessed correctly, in this way, I can rest assured that you will go to Chang'an." ”

Li Daoxuan was stunned, except for Niangniang, he hadn't told anyone about the idea of going to Chang'an, how could the ancestor know?

The old heavenly master took out a holy decree and handed it to him: "This is the emperor's secret decree, at this moment, a similar holy decree may have spread all over the world." ”

Li Daoxuan took it and looked at it, frowning slightly.

"The emperor is going to hold a Longmen Immortal Meeting in Chang'an, and he ordered all the avenues to send true disciples to participate, our Longhu Mountain, and also handpicked me?"

The old heavenly master looked at him deeply, and said: "It is rumored that there has not been a drop of rain in Chang'an City for three months, and folk rumors are spreading, saying that it is because the emperor killed his brother and killed his brother in Xuanwu Gate, and the disaster is common, which caused the great drought in Chang'an!" ”

Li Daoxuan was surprised: "It seems that the so-called Longmen Immortal Meeting is a rain meeting." ”

After a pause, he said meaningfully: "At this moment, whoever can seek a heavy rain to extinguish rumors will be able to gain the favor of today's son, and the sect can also become strong quickly. ”

The Heavenly Master shook his head and smiled: "There are also capable people in the court, many of whom can call the wind and rain, but they are all helpless, so it can be seen that this matter is not simple. ”

"Master, since this is the case, then I will go to Chang'an."

The Heavenly Master nodded, his expression suddenly became serious, and said, "In addition to participating in the Dragon Gate Immortal Meeting, you also need to investigate the matter." ”

"What's the matter?"

The old heavenly master touched the tombstone of Zhenlian and said, "Zhenlian said a word to me before she died. ”

"He said, Moro is in Chang'an."

Li Daoxuan's spirit was shocked, this sentence can be described as meaningful, it can be understood that Moro himself is in Chang'an, and it can also be understood that Moro is in Chang'an.

The Celestial Master handed him a blank purple talisman.

"In order not to startle the snake, I can't easily set foot in Chang'an, if you find out the lair of the Moro Sect in Chang'an, write the news on this symbol, after it is burned, I will know, by that time ......"

The Heavenly Master's voice was full of cold killing intent.

"My old bones, I haven't killed the Yang God for a long time."