Bai Jiu looked at the old man, his purple pupils suddenly revealed a little surprise, and then the surprise dissipated, and there was no other emotion except indifference.

Countless rays of light erupted from his body, and everything in the mountains was rendered, not light, but a rich purple, gradually deepening.

There was no emotion in his expression, no emotion in his voice, no distinction between men and women, no fluctuations, as if ethereal and lacking everything. And the voice that sounded from his body had countless syllables, complex and incomprehensible, as if it were all-encompassing, coming from heaven and earth.

The sound echoed in Zhushan for a long time.

The old man understood this, and instead of replying, he smiled.

This smile fell into Bai Jiu's eyes, and he was not satisfied with the answer.

Then the dark clouds in the sky began to surge violently, the night rain was sudden, and the mountains were instantly cold.

The cold rain condensed into ice in mid-air, and the grass on the shore of the lake instantly froze, even the bamboo forest that was waving in the wind, which was invaded by the sudden cold and instantly lost its greenness.

The breath of heaven and earth turned into a terrifying chill, and the purple light that emanated from him ignited both sides of the lake.

Purple flames burned in the wind and rain, the grass gradually turned to ashes in the cold ice, and the bamboo forests in the mountains were ignited by the fire, turning into a terrifying fire.

The sky rains and the earth burns.

Such a picture is very bizarre, it does not belong anywhere in the world, it is a miracle.

The old man sighed wordlessly, and stretched out his hand to the sky.

The clouds dispersed like a mist, as if a broom had reached into it, dispersing it to the sides.

The sky dome revealed a line, and countless brilliant rays of light sprinkled down on the world, and the sky was bright in an instant.

It was a wide galaxy.

The bright light is starlight, countless stars slowly emerge in the Milky Way, and the dome is full of light.

............

This is the third time that this Milky Way has appeared in the sky above Yong'an City, the night is deep, the showers are urgent, and the ice crystals condensed by the falling rain reflect the light of the sky, like falling meteors.

This picture is extremely beautiful, and it is rare for ordinary people to see it once in their lives, which is enough to make people leisurely fascinated.

There are a lot of people watching Yong'an City.

His Majesty the Emperor on the moon platform, the two old men on the city wall, the criminal department that has been closing the gate, and the Yew Garden, which is half of the strong in Dayu.......

They knew that the bright and bright Milky Way represented the earth, and the thick dark clouds on both sides of the Milky Way represented the heavens, and the outcome of this battle would affect many things, not only the future of Dayu, but the whole world.

The realm of the Lingmen Sect Master is profound and boundless, and even the title of Wen Sheng was only canonized when Da Yu was founded. Dayu is only a hundred years old, and Lingmen is a thousand-year-old Confucian orthodoxy.

When Lord Wensheng raised his hand, the Milky Way was revealed, and a vision appeared in the sky.

What a celestial phenomenon this is, and even more profound and unseen realms.

However, the crowd remained silent, because the man he was facing was not of the human world after all.

I don't know how long it took, the dark clouds in the sky all dissipated, the Milky Way gradually dimmed, the wind and rain dissipated in the night, the starlight melted into the sky, and the night of Yong'an City was still there.

Wen Yuan's gaze was the first to withdraw from the east, and an emotion appeared on his face, which was confidence and pride. He slowly stood up with his hands behind his back, calmly silent, and said after a long time: "Today's saint, only my teacher is the only one. ”

The sky and the remnant sword were shocked and speechless, the sky in the east was still dim, but the various visions in the sky had dispersed, the battle there was over, the battle between heaven and man, Ling Men really did it. Lord Wensheng's strength may really be stronger than that of his master, could it be that he has really reached the legendary fearless realm......

The night breeze blew through the cedar grove, blowing open the delicate branches, revealing a touch of red inside.

Hua Jin walked out of the forest with a happy face, and before he could speak, the young captains who had been lining up in the courtyard to prepare exploded the pot first.

There are many cedar forests in the Yew Garden, but there is only one place where you are not allowed to enter and exit at will, and that forest is where Lord Zhuge is located. Seeing a young man dressed frivolously walking out of the forest, the captains, who had been angry, naturally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded him.

The courtyard was very noisy, Hua Jin glanced at them with some doubts, and then ignored them, and came to Wen Yuan's side in three steps and two steps.

Changkong raised his right hand, and the scolding in the courtyard gradually calmed down.

His face was a little ugly, it turned out that his previous guess was right, Zhushan was strange before, and the two division commanders were not silent all the time, but someone really came.

Mr. Two sat at the gate alone, and Mr. Three walked out of the cedar forest, could it be that he was there with Lord Zhuge before? So did Mr. Big go to the master?

A gust of wind suddenly rose in the courtyard, carrying the smell of wine and a bit of earthy bamboo.

Wen Yuan frowned slightly, and his gaze turned to the back of the crowd.

The quiet yew soldier slowly parted from the middle, and a burly old man in armor walked slowly from there.

The old man was still carrying a pot of wine in his hand, and the arrogant young captains saluted one after another, and Changkong and Remnant Sword also half-squatted and saluted.

"I've seen Lord Martial Saint."

"I've seen the master."

The old man in armor and his eyes shining through the light was the founder of Yew Garden, the martial saint of Dayu.

Lord Martial Saint came to the porch and stood side by side with Wen Yuan, his eyes full of fine light staring at the eastern sky, his old face wrinkled, and he sighed with emotion: "Could it be that I am really old." ”

Wen Yuan stripped his long hair, straightened his clothes, and said, "You are already old." ”

Lord Martial Saint did not get angry, and said indifferently: "What you Lingmen did from beginning to end was like a gamble, but in this world, there is no such thing as luck from beginning to end. If it loses control, if the door owner can't solve it, then what will happen to this world? ”

Wen Yuan walked out of the Yew Garden, his eyes followed the spacious street all the way to the east, and after making sure that there was really nothing there, he said with pride in his words: "If the teacher can't, then who in the world can do it?" ”

Changkong's face was angry when he heard this, and Wen Yuan's words were full of disdain for Yew Garden. However, Lord Martial Sage still didn't show any anger, and he didn't even frown, but held the wine jug in his hand and slowly drank the wine in the jug.

The sound of running water is also the sound of wine entering the throat, looking at the martial saint who was drinking and silent, Wen Yuan's originally flat brow finally slowly raised. Because Lord Martial Saint was drinking extremely heroically, like a long whale sucking water, he didn't put it down for a long time, and the small wine jug was never bottomless, and it seemed that there was endless wine to hold in it.

Hua Jin's face was shocked and solemn, and he exclaimed: "It turned out to be immeasurable." ”

Above the pure view is leisure, and the realm of freedom is a general term, representing many supreme realms in various fields.

There are three most representative realms, collectively known as the three realms.

Each is: the King Kong of Buddhism, the mystic law of Taoism, and the celestial phenomena of Confucianism.

In addition, there are three other realms that do not enter the realm of the three sects, which are called: Youye, Immeasurable, and Open Heaven.

The immeasurable number is the leisure of the soldiers, and it is above the peak of martial arts.

The wandering wilderness is classified as the world's scattered cultivation, which is the law of space.

And the opening of the sky is the supreme of the Sword Sect, it is rumored that everything can be a sword, and the sword can open the gate of heaven.

The strength of Da Yu's civil and military saints has always been a mystery, and it is rumored that they are in the free realm, but they don't know which mountain they have crossed. Tonight's incident, Lord Wen Sheng stopped the fog in the sky alone, and he didn't know what kind of realm he had reached. And although Lord Martial Sage did not make a move, the wine was already immeasurable when it entered his throat.

This is the first time that Lord Martial Sage has revealed his realm, and Zhushan is also the first time to understand it, so the meaning is naturally a little different.

It seemed that the wine was refreshing, and Lord Martial Saint put down the flask and wiped the residue from the corners of his mouth. Because he likes wine, his slightly squinted eyes are full of intoxication.

"The white-faced scholar is one of the few great cultivators in the imperial court, and Su Yong's death must be explained?"

Wen Yuan was calm and calm, and said indifferently: "The Bai family is exterminated, and there is only one man. As everyone knows, behind this incident is the figure of the imperial court and the yew garden. I didn't mention anything before, but now Bai Jiu is my little junior brother, and I Lingmen is not involved in the affairs of the court, but if there is any more incident, the little junior brother. I might as well ask Yew Garden for this world, what is fairness and what is accounting! ”

After saying this, he paid no more attention to what was going on in the garden, turned and stepped out into the street, and walked towards the east.

Hua Jin, who was still in amazement, followed, remembering the teacher's explanation on the mountain before, and couldn't help but be a little worried, and asked, "Will there be anything wrong with the senior brother?" ”

Wen Yuan said calmly: "The night wind before should be Senior Brother. ”

When Lord Martial Saint appeared, there was a night breeze blowing with the fragrance of wine, and it turned out to be Senior Brother.

Hua Jin was puzzled: "Why is there a smell of wine?" ”

Wen Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe Senior Brother has drunk too much." ”

Hua Jin sighed, thinking that the previous Martial Sage Lord showed the immeasurable realm, and the senior brother accompanied him to drink, and the senior brother could also drink too much, so how much wine did he drink?

Lord Martial Saint looked at the two backs that slowly disappeared into the night, and was silent.

Lingmen three people went down the mountain, one sat outside the door and became a landscape, one sat in the house and turned into a chessboard, one person added a breeze to the night, so the countless cedar trees in the yew garden were dimmed, and the yew also became an embellishment in the scenery, countless brushes and inks, but no one dared to put pen to paper.

Changkong walked up to the Martial Saint and lowered his head and whispered something in his ear.

Lord Martial Saint's voice was slightly hoarse and said, "If Ling Men is desperate, who can bear their anger. ”

...........

In addition to the Yew Garden in Beicheng, there is also a criminal department.

Liu Xun stood under the locust tree all night, until the eastern sky was no longer strange, and his melancholy slowly retracted, ready to leave.

The black-faced man is also there, the battle between heaven and man has ended, and now he has truly become an outcast.

He was not unwilling, because this was not something he was willing to do, his eyes fell on a certain place in Beicheng through the black robe, and that person actually went down the mountain.

Suddenly, the night breeze blew, with a faint aroma of wine.

The branches and leaves of the locust tree swayed in the wind, and the green leaves rustled and fell down.

The black-faced man's body suddenly tensed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

In the night breeze, the young woodcutter walked out slowly with wine.

Chai Le came to the black-faced man, raised the short axe in his hand, and slashed it with an axe.