"You've been on the run for sixty years, and you should know that under the entanglement of cause and effect, you can't escape!"

Yuan Qingwei was still looking at the rock wall in front of him, with his back to the monk.

Yan Chixia, who didn't understand the cause and effect of the incident, saw that the monk's problem was to stand aside and be on guard.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Qingwei turned his head, looked at the monk and sighed, "What's the use of your silence now?" When the Dharma originated from Wanhua Temple, this is a fact that no matter how silent you are, you can't change it. Under the entanglement of cause and effect, do you think you can escape? ”

When Yan Chixia heard this, a ruthless color appeared in her eyes, and the sword behind her trembled slightly, as if it might be unsheathed at any time.

"Amitabha!" The immovable monk clasped his hands together, and said with some doubts: "The origin of the golden centipede, there are not many people in the world who know it, and after the Wanhua Temple was burned, there are even fewer of them, how did the Taoist know about it?" ”

"Where did I know it matters?" Yuan Qingwei asked rhetorically, and the immobile monk nodded.

"Emperor Ming Gao!"

After throwing down Zhu Chongba's nickname, Yuan Qing looked at the immovable monk and said, "I can tell you clearly, with the help of the dragon qi of the dynasty and an ancient god, Jin Xian has successfully banned the actions of the Yin Dragon Court and the Yang World. Now, even if Taizu does it himself, he is not his opponent, do you think he will do next if he really succeeds in transforming into a dragon? Can you escape? ”

"Amitabha!" In the face of Yuan Qingwei's three forced questions, the immovable monk once again proclaimed the Buddha's name and was silent.

Yan Chixia looked at him again and again and was unwilling to answer positively, and said angrily: "You monk is so hateful!" That's it! My Zhengyang Palace has been destroyed because of the golden centipede, and today I will take your life to pay tribute to many monks in my Zhengyang Palace. ”

After speaking, Yan Chixia let out a crisp sword roar behind her, and then a sharp light bloomed, and the pale golden sword light rolled towards the immobile monk like a swimming snake.

The immovable monk's face was slightly solemn, his hands were spread flat, and his body was covered with layers of pure glazed light, among which there was a statue of the Ming King with six arms on all sides.

The four sides of the Ming King are wrath, compassion, wisdom, and peace, and the six arms are each pinching the Dharma seal, sitting on the nine-rank lotus platform, suspended in the air, exuding the artistic conception of being solid as King Kong and immovable like the earth.

But I don't want Yan Chixia's flying sword to collect hardware elites, through repeated tempering, condensation, its method of sacrifice and refining, to put it bluntly, is to refine the sword by refining qi.

On the same day in the Xuanshan Mountains, after being defeated by Yuan Qingwei, he got the guidance of the great master, and according to Yuan Qingwei's theory, the flying sword was refined from tangible to invisible, and then from invisible to tangible.

Although it is only repeated once, the flying sword is three points more mysterious than in the past, and the Buddha light of the immovable monk cannot imprison it for a while.

Facing the sword light that pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, the immovable monk once again proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Bastard! Who allowed you to do something to him! An angry shout sounded, and then a golden light flew out from the rock wall in front of Yuan Qingwei, hitting Yan Chixia's sword light.

After the crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, wisps of smoke flowed out of the rock wall, and the exquisite patterns on the rock wall seemed to come to life.

With the dreamlike glow, a graceful and luxurious woman walked out of it, she was dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, holding a slender wooden staff, and pointed at Yan Chixia.

A faint ray of light bloomed from the top of the wooden staff, and the brilliance was as hazy as jade, and then quickly expanded outward, shrouding towards Yan Chixia.

"Enough!" Yuan Qingwei looked at the heat about the same, took a step forward, flicked his long sleeves, and countless water lights surged up, colliding with Haoguang, as if the steaming sound of water and fire touched, and then countless water vapor filled the surroundings.

A heavy divine wheel appeared behind Yuan Qingwei's head, and the sound of waves echoed between heaven and earth, and the pure gold created the center of the divine wheel, faintly revealing a trace of cyan, suppressing the surrounding Taoist laws.

The illusory waves appeared around, and in the sound of the waves, the endless dark tide was hidden in it, and the other three knew very well that if they had the courage to make a move, they would immediately be swept into it by this illusory waves, and they would be crushed!

Therefore, whether it was Yan Chixia, the immovable monk, or the newly emerged woman, they couldn't help but stop their movements and look at Yuan Qingwei.

"You're finally willing to come out!" Yuan Qing looked at the woman and sighed, then turned his head to look at the immovable monk, and said, "Monk, I helped you call people out, and the rest depends on you." ”

After speaking, Yuan Qing flicked his long sleeves, and a ray of water rolled up Yan Chixia, who was a little reluctant, and left.

"Who are they?"

Facing Yan Chixia's doubts, Yuan Qingwei said casually: "Don't tell me that you can't see it, the two of them are just stories about feeling that they can devote themselves to the Buddha and feeling betrayed." ”

"However, this guy who is not a monk who does not move, has already practiced Buddhism to a very advanced level back then, if he is not trapped in love. Don't say it's you, even if the Great Grandmaster is alive, he may not be able to stabilize him, and now if he can untie the knot, we will have a better grasp of dealing with Jin Centipede. ”

After speaking, Yuan Qingwei stopped speaking, and at the same time, he couldn't help but keep complaining about Zhu Chongba's inauthenticity in his heart.

Back then, in order to prevent the cultivation world from becoming bigger and Shinto from rising again, he really used all kinds of bad moves!

However, now he also has to swallow the bitter fruit he has planted, and there is no existence in the entire cultivation world that can contain the golden dragon except for the great grandmaster.

So much so that Zhu Chongba could only ask Yuan Qingwei for help in the end.

But Yuan Qingwei is not stupid, it is impossible to be stupid to really fight with Jin Centipede.

After learning about the immovable monk, he regarded him as one of the best helpers to deal with the golden dragon.

It's a pity that the great grandmaster who was originally in front of the immovable has been killed by Jin Centipede, otherwise, Yuan Qingwei feels that he is already a sure thing to deal with Jin Centipede.

After waiting for a few minutes, Yuan Qingwei and Yan Chixia saw the immobile monk and the woman with slightly pale faces walking out.

The immovable monk folded his hands to Yuan Qingwei and said, "Thank you for your help!" ”

The woman also bowed slightly and said, "The god of Jinghua Mountain, I have seen Your Majesty!" ”

"I can't call your majesty yet!" Yuan Qing shook his head slightly, His Majesty the Divine Dao refers to the complete Emperor Personality Deity, that is, the Qingyi level.

Although Yuan Qingwei has now condensed a little bit of green intention with the help of the Seagod Divine Position, he is a scattered emperor when he pierces the sky, and he is far from being called a god monarch.

The god of Jinghua Mountain shook his head and said: "Your Majesty has been favored by heaven, and now that the gods have perished, there is no green god in the land of Shenzhou, Your Majesty can naturally take the emperor's personality and command the gods." ”

"As far as I know, I'm not the only one who condenses the spirit of youth! I'm afraid the one in the middle of the mountain has gone farther than me. Why didn't you worship Him as Emperor back then? ”

When Jinghua Mountain God heard this, he was surprised and said, "Your Majesty doesn't know? ”

"Know what?"

"The mountain god of Xuanshan has actually died a long time ago! Xuanshan, which is now suppressed by Taizu, is just a shadow of the god of Xuanshan back then! ”