It was late at night, and the lights in the Luoxia Sect were bright, but the major mountain peaks were surprisingly quiet, and even the low autumn chirping of cicadas could be heard.

At this moment:

In Blackwater City, there was still an endless stream of monks who went to the City Lord's Mansion to sign up for the mercenary, and the two mighty queues almost lined up from the center of the city to the Blackwater Daji on the periphery.

Ten miles outside Gongsheng City, in a dense forest in the mountains of Qingyuan.

The moonlight pierced through the ruined dead branches, reflecting the figures of nearly a hundred heavily armed monks stationed here.

Looking closely, these monks sat cross-legged on the ground, silent, their solemn faces were shrouded in shadows, and all kinds of magic weapons in their hands were wiped brightly, as if they were facing an imminent bloody battle.

Rustle...

Suddenly there was a series of hurried footsteps in the depths of the dense forest, and an old man at the front of the crowd stood up and let out a low cry:

"It's coming!"

The monks sitting cross-legged behind them all stood up as if they had received some order, their sharp eyes sweeping in the direction from which their footsteps came.

As the footsteps got closer, two figures emerged from the grass.

At first glance, it turned out to be Cao Yujin and Lu Dashan.

Cao Yujin tossed the fallen leaves above his head, looked at Subei at the front of the crowd, and several elders and city lords, and stepped forward and said:

"Back to the sect master, the Scattered Cultivation Alliance has already been contacted, and we can act at any time!"

"Hmm..."

Su Bei bowed slightly, turned back to face everyone, and said:

"All the disciples listen to the order! You follow a few elders to quickly attack the Holy City, and make the movement bigger, but remember not to fall in love, and retreat at any time if the situation is not suitable! ”

"Action!"

"Yes!"

The dull sound of shouting echoed in the dense forest, startling many birds and beasts to let out a strange cry.

The army of Luoxia Sect was opened, and only Subei remained, and a few city lords remained in place.

Subei looked at the full moon in the sky, and his mind drifted to somewhere.

The Leng Fei City Lord next to him asked, "Sect Master, when are we going to act?" ”

"Don't worry, let them fight for a while, and after alarming the people of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, we won't be too late to act."

Su Bei shook his head slowly, sighed and said:

"With the four of us expanding the sea realm, it shouldn't be difficult to win the Scattered Cultivation Alliance. It's just that I'm afraid that all of us will be dispatched, and after Qiu Qian becomes aware of the news, it will be detrimental to the rear. ”

Cen Tiancheng said: "According to the plan formulated, whether we attack the Imperial Holy City or overthrow the lair of the Demon Temple, we must personally dispatch, and there is no way to guard the emptiness in the rear."

However, Qiu Qian became aware that our attack on the Imperial Holy City would inevitably cause King Gongsheng's army stranded in Baicaodi to return, and the pressure on the rear should not be great.

And even if Qiu Qianbian still has troops, while we are not in the rear of the attack, the number of mercenaries we have recruited in Blackwater City should not be underestimated. Even if something happens in the next few days, it should be able to delay until we go back. ”

"I hope so, but there can't be no one in the rear, so let's do it, after controlling the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, the Leng City Lord will go back to preside over the overall situation first."

"Good!" Leng Fei responded.

Hearing the rumbling of explosions coming from the Imperial Holy City in the distance, Su Bei squinted:

"Let's go!"

...

A big war that changed the situation in Lingyun Country was quietly kicking off, and as the leader of this war, Lin Dongjiu was floating in the cave sky of the forbidden land at this moment, wielding his long sword wantonly, and feeling the sword qi that lingered on the sword.

After a night, Lin Dongjiu put away his sword, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and returned to the futon.

After the monk was promoted to the Yingguan Realm, he no longer needed to sleep, which also gave the Yingguan Realm monk enough time to develop the Qi Sea.

However, this is only for cultivation, Lin Dongjiu swung the sword all night, and he was naturally tired enough.

He ate a few pills of Huiling Pill, rested for a while, and began to comprehend the Great Sun Fengxia Gong left on the stone tablet.

No way, time waits for no one...

With his enlightenment, words continued to appear on the stele.

Time passed minute by minute, Lin Dongjiu's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, the Great Sun Fengxia Gong was obscure, he used his heart to comprehend, and three days passed quietly, and only half of the content was comprehended.

However, the effect is still good, the red rays on his body are circulating, and the momentum released is like a big wave crashing on the shore, the waves are rolling, and the three big suns behind his head are shining brightly, like a god.

If Subei saw this scene and knew that Lin Dongjiu only took three days, I don't know how he would feel...

Lin Dongjiu took a deep breath, trying his best not to be impatient or impatient, and the momentum on his body was in vain, like an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged, his heart was as calm as water.

At this moment, for him, it was as if time had been frozen, and only the words on the stele kept popping up like spring sprouts after rain.

Gradually, the brilliance on his body returned, the whole person was like a piece of red-hot black charcoal, and the clothes on his body "whirred" to burn.

And the sun behind him also reached six!

When the sixth sun was completely formed, Lin Dongjiu let out a long roar, and a cloud of red as red as a red glow erupted from his mouth, turning into a rolling heat wave that swept the entire cave sky.

The Burning Flame and Tianqing Dragon Flame that he had nurtured in the dantian rushed out of his body uncontrollably, beating happily around the six suns behind his head.

Lin Dongjiu stopped, and used his divine sense to observe the two little guys who suddenly appeared behind his head.

After his continuous feeding, the fireworks level of the Burning Flame had completely turned yellow.

Lin Dongjiu observed that the Burning Flame and the Tianqing Dragon Flame had actually squeezed into the sun, fighting for territory with the Golden Crow Phantom.

When the two heavens and earth's strange fires all burrowed into the sun, the sun shone brighter, and even changed color.

The two little ones seemed to be home, and the flickering flames gradually stabilized, but their flames were like ink dripping into the clear water, and they slowly spread out, as if they were about to merge with the sun.

Lin Dongjiu was startled, and hurriedly summoned the Burning Ghost Fire and Tianqing Dragon Flame out.

What relieved him was that after the two heaven and earth fires appeared in the outside world, the flames were still burning brightly, without any sign of dissipation.

And what surprised him even more was that he found that the flame heart of the Burning Flame actually had a wisp of green.

This is a sign that the Heaven and Earth are about to advance!

Lin Dongjiu was quite surprised, could it be that the sun condensed by the Great Sun Fengxia Gong still has the effect of nourishing the different fires of heaven and earth?

He hadn't fully comprehended all the contents of this exercise, so there were some things he didn't know very well.

Lin Dongjiu's mind moved, and the two little guys drilled back into the sun again, and then with a wave of his hand, the sun behind his head disappeared, and even the two strange fires disappeared.

He re-operated the Great Sun Fengxia Gong, and the sun hung on the back of his head again, and the two different fires were also among them.

Lin Dongjiu almost understood what was going on, and he was pleasantly surprised.

Originally, the Burning Ghost Fire and the Tianqing Dragon Flame were cultivated in his dantian, but now it seems that the effect of raising the two different fires in the small sun would be better.

No, it's a lot better!

For a long time, most of the power of the Nine Flames Burning Dragon Fight came from Tianqing Dragon Flame, because the fire level of Tianqing Dragon Flame was green, and it came with a fire spirit buff bonus.

However, now Lin Dongjiu has found that the Great Sun Fengxia Gong still has such a wonderful use, as long as the Burning Ghost Fire is contained in the little sun, I am afraid that in time the Burning Ghost Fire will be promoted, so that the fire spirit will be born, and then the power of the Nine Flames Burning Dragon Decisive will definitely be raised to another level.

Looking at the two different fires absorbing the essence of the divine yang, Lin Dongjiu suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a heaven and earth different fire!

It was the loot snatched from Yuan Tianzheng's hands, named Ziyun Huo, the earth fire ranked sixty-nine, not too rare, a little money Danshi can buy it through some channels, I heard Ruxue say that Elder Fang Lei has one.

However, Lin Dongjiu didn't care about this, the Nine Flames Burning Dragon definitely needed nine kinds of different fires to exert the maximum power, he only had three now, and no matter how small the mosquito was, it was not a piece of meat.

Lin Dongjiu released the snatched Heaven and Earth Alien Fire from the system storage compartment, and a purple flame immediately floated out of the air.

The flame of the purple flame flickered, and the purple light that came out was particularly beautiful.

Lin Dongjiu just wanted to reach out and grab it, but he didn't expect the flame of the purple rhyme fire to suddenly rise, and a wisp of purple flame attacked Lin Dongjiu.

At the beginning, he handed over Ziyunhuo to the system for refining, but he only erased Yuan Tianzheng's mark, which did not mean that Ziyunhuo had recognized him as the master.

And this purple rhyme fire is not like the Jin Rui spirit bead he gave to Su Ruxue, the bead belongs to artificially forged utensils.

And Ziyun Fire is a spiritual creature born of heaven and earth, the two are very different, and they need to be subdued by force before they can be obedient.

Lin Dongjiu didn't move, letting the wisp of purple flame hit, but before the purple flame could touch him, a layer of glow appeared on his body to block the purple flame.

Six days together, all fires will not invade!

Not to mention, this exercise is quite useful... Lin Dongjiu's heart was full of joy, and his gaze at Ziyunhuo softened.

He didn't dare to say that he could really rely on the Great Sun Fengxia Gong to be invincible, but at least a low-ranking earth fire like Ziyun Fire would be difficult to hurt him.

Ziyunhuo instinctively wanted to attack, but Lin Dongjiu didn't plan to play with it, he also wanted to try what it was like to go out together for nine days.

Time is precious and cannot be wasted.

There was no need for him to do it himself, the Burning Flame and Tianqing Dragon Flame that were nurtured in the Divine Yang couldn't wait to pounce on it.

Needless to say, the purple flame was cleaned up enough by these two big brothers, and even the purple flames that came out became wilted.

Burning Ghost Fire and Tianqing Longyan floated over with Ziyun Fire like children inviting merit, Lin Dongjiu happily took out two weapons that he had grabbed before and fed them to them, and at the same time a drop of essence blood from the center of his eyebrows bounced towards Ziyun Huo.

There was suddenly an extra connection with Tianqing Longyan in his mind, and this was the successful subduing of Ziyunhuo.

Under Lin Dongjiu's order, the three flames quietly floated back to the divine yang to cultivate.

The three suns chosen by the different fires of heaven and earth each emitted a different light, white, crimson, and purple.

Lin Dongjiu thought to himself, if he could summon nine divine yangs, and at the same time accept nine different colors of different fires and put them into it, if he went outside at night and walked around, not to mention the effect of pretending to be overwhelming, then the attention value would not be directly full!

He smiled and shook his head, put aside all distractions, and sat down on the futon again to continue to comprehend the exercises on the stone tablet.

...

Another two days have passed, and there are already eight Shenyang behind Lin Dongjiu's head.

If he realizes one more, his trip to the forbidden land will be considered complete.

However, Lin Dongjiu stood up and moved his muscles and bones, he calculated the time, and estimated that he would be able to go out in two or three hours.

As for why he didn't continue to comprehend, it wasn't that he didn't want to, but the exercises that appeared on the stone tablet... In the end.

Gone!

At the end of the exercise, that is, at the bottom of the stele, a limerick poem appeared, Lin Dongjiu read it and found that it had nothing to do with Dari Fengxia Gongmao.

The limerick poem reads:

On the eighth day, the same air disaster came, and life and death were in one person.

It is difficult for the will of heaven to become empty, and the fate is all in this monument.

What the hell is this rotten poem... Lin Dongjiu read it over and over again, and scolded the person who wrote the poem 1,800 times in his heart.

Anyway, there are still a few hours before I can go out, so I'll spend a while with you, sir... Lin Dongjiu also lost his temper, sat back on the futon, his brain was running rapidly, and he carefully pondered the meaning of this limerick poem.

Eight days with the air disaster... Does it mean that if someone refines the eight divine yangs, it will lead to disaster?

Lin Dongjiu frowned, the old man said that the sect masters of the Luoxia Sect had only refined six Shenyang at most, and he had refined eight by himself, which could be regarded as the only scorpion poop.

The first sentence of this poem says that I am not wrong, but in the end, am I bringing disaster to myself, or to Luoxia Sect!

But whether it is for himself or for Luoxia Sect, if the first line of this poem is a prophecy and accurate, a disaster will not run.

I knew that he had already refined seven divine yangs, so I would have stopped... Gan!

Lin Dongjiu looked at the second sentence again, life and death are in one person.

After pondering it carefully, Lin Dongjiu felt that this disaster was brought to the Luoxia Sect by himself...

And the one who is alone, can't he be talking about himself... Gan!

If he told Subei that he would bring a disaster to Luoxia Sect, would he still be his father-in-law... Gan!

Lin Dongjiu then looked at the third sentence, it was difficult for the will of heaven to become empty, and it felt like there was no connotation, skip!

The fourth sentence, the fate is all in this monument... Lin Dongjiu tasted a product and felt that there should be something in the last sentence.

Otherwise, what's the point of this limerick poem!

The fate is all in this monument... The fate is all in this monument...

But what is recorded on this stele is the Great Sun Fengxia Gong, and I haven't gotten any fate...

Ah~ I see!

Lin Dongjiu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He remembered the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life, those masters who pretended to be gods and ghosts liked to hide their magic skills, and then they had to set up many tests and wait for someone who was destined.

Why can only pig's feet be found, but not others?

Don't ask, asking means that you have nothing to do with divine skills.

Lin Dongjiu complained in his heart, should he be invincible, Su Lao Zu, that bad old man also likes to engage in martial arts novels.

Zhang Wuji learned that the Great Shift of Qiankun required three bows and nine knocks, and the Nine Yin White Bone Claws were hidden in the Heavenly Sword... Shouldn't the limerick poem say that the fate is hidden in the stone tablet!

If you guess correctly, if you want to get the fate, you must break the stone tablet... Lin Dongjiu swallowed and foamed, if he guessed wrong, wouldn't he have become a sinner of the Luoxia Sect through the ages?

But this is not important, the important thing is that if the old man is angry and does not marry Su Ruxue to himself, it will be too good!

Done!