Chu Weiyang once said that Xiao Yuluo's charm of a hundred flowers and glory broke the rotation of the four hours, and the same and harmonious reflection was reflected in this continuous mountain, which was not only an image of Taoism, but also something that really happened between these mountains and fields.

After Chu Weiyang placed the dojo here, from the dark green grass and vines spread out among the mountains and fields, accompanied by the transpiration and fainting of the dark clouds and mist, the corner of this continuous mountain was indeed lost in the whirlpool of the four seasons.

It is as if there is an altar that is purely burning with fireworks, and the curtain of all natural scenes is lifted, and then with the diminishing of natural meaning, which is shrouded by the flames, the aura of pure Tao and Dharma is becoming more and more intense, and even because of the reduction of natural combing, the intensity is a bit excessive, and some teachings are breathless even for those who practice the Tao and the Dharma.

Moreover, with the increasing accumulation of turbidity deposited under the mountains in the infinite years, it seeped out little by little from the cracks of the craggy mountains and rocks, and then precipitated in the storm of clouds and mist, and began to accumulate in another gradually lighter way for a long time.

Although there is no change in the four seasons, between the mountains where the glory and glory are harmonious, the atmosphere of cold and killing is deep.

And it was in such an environment that a group of monks of the Witch Sect struggled to withstand the raging storm, with their own identity clearly strong and pure, but in this turbulent storm, they seemed to have a faint and weak mana, and each of them struggled to sacrifice jade talismans hanging three feet above the zenith.

In this way, even though the surging wind carried a chill that almost penetrated into the marrow of the human marrow, almost teaching people to be unstable, but at least when the faint spiritual light on the jade talisman fell, it had already avoided the danger of all cultivators being infected by the evil qi.

It's just that walking on the narrow bluestone mountain road between the mountains and fields with such difficulty, Rao is the first few monks who show the cultivation aura of the peak of the Nine Alchemy Pill Fetal Realm, all of them are between the shaking and shrinking of their bodies, and they exhale from time to time, and in the cold wind, before they have turned into a long dragon of white qi, they have been carried by the fierce wind, and disappeared in the lush grass and vines.

And behind this group of Dan Fetal peak realm monks, there is a long line of dozens of people and nearly 100 people, of course, if you look closely, among these nearly 100 people, there are only more than ten people, who are also wearing the standard robes of the Witch Sect, with the same Dan Fetal Realm or high or low cultivation, and also sacrifice jade talismans to isolate the turbidity in the storm.

It's just that in addition to these more than ten people, the rest of the cultivators are all embarrassed and unbearable, many of them are covered in mud, not to mention, they can also see that their faces are full of righteousness, full of perseverance after suffering and almost stubborn and paranoid perseverance.

However, no matter how resolute these people were, when they looked carefully at this time, there were copper nails running through the pipa bones on the blood-stained robes, and there were also scar charms under the scarring of the soldering iron on the heart and dantian with spiritual ink.

As a result, the cultivation power was lost, and there was no jade talisman to cover it, and the crowd was already faltering, and under that resolute face, they were all trembling like chaff.

Fortunately, the more than ten witch monks stood in the captives of this group of righteous monks, and the afterglow of the jade talisman that was sacrificed could shroud this group of people one after another, so as not to make them have any evil qi intrusion, and then taught these "consumables" to die before they reached the Toad Palace on the top of the Vulture Peak.

Even when he looked closely, the Wujiao disciples in this group all had cold expressions, and it was visible to the naked eye that there was a fierce killing intent and killing intent lingering around him.

Obviously, these disciples are not those who have been in retreat and retreat for a long time in the mountain gate, but have just had a long-term high-intensity battle on the battlefield of good and evil, and even this killing itself has begun to gradually affect their people's divine thoughts and Dao hearts.

However, at this moment, they followed the decree of the sect and returned to the mountain gate from the "front line" where good and evil competed against each other, escorting the group of captives with the most tenacious thoughts to the dojo of the new elders of the sect.

And it was in such a process, accompanied by the tempering of the wind and the cold, that perhaps even the few of them did not realize that the originally fierce and erect killing intent was actually sharpened and tempered by the wind and cold in this process.

It was not a break of the edge, nor was it the uprooting of pure killing intent.

It was more like a more noble and cold all-pervasive killing charm, which penetrated through the killing thoughts, so that the sharp edge could be contained, so that the divine thoughts and Dao hearts of the monk's own body could become the scabbard that contained the sharp edge of killing thoughts.

Obviously, even the rest of the elders in the Witch Sect had already deeply understood the effect of Chu Weiyang's dojo on the Dao heart sharpening of these Heavenly Arrogant Demon Rank cultivators.

Blindly fighting on the battlefield is just the accumulation of killing thoughts, only here, when the Dao heart turns into a scabbard and can contain that sharp edge, it is really a great baptism, a step of transformation and sublimation.

Perhaps because of this, even when the decree was passed down, the people who were ordered to come to this Vulture Peak were already all the Heavenly Proud Demons of all veins, of course, in a real way, it was mainly based on the sacrificial vein and the witch Gu vein.

Seeing that there was still a long distance away from the Flying Eagle Peak, among the crowd at the head, there was a young Taoist, although he was also a monk in the Nine Refining Dan Fetal Realm, after all, he had not reached the true peak realm, and he trembled especially at this time, of course, in such a harsh environment, it was difficult to hide the youthful nature of this Daoist after all.

Like a deep storm and among the grasses and vines, the young Taoist seems to be standing in such a gloomy environment, and he can't get tired of looking at the mountains, rocks, plants and trees that teach people to be equally depressed.

Finally, the young Taoist set his eyes on the tall female monk at the front.

"Senior sister, this is the third time you've been here?"

When she heard this, the tall female cultivator who was about half a body ahead of Zhu Xiu suddenly turned her head to look at the young Taoist, and when she looked carefully, the hearts of the two of them in green robes were all embroidered with steaming fireworks patterns with cloud patterns.

Of course, with the excessively beautiful convex figure of this tall female monk, the fireworks and cloud patterns in her heart were much higher, as if it was the senior sister of this ritual lineage, and it was because of this reason that she mastered a higher peak cultivation.

Obviously, both of them are sisters and brothers in the same line of rituals.

And at this moment, it is very rare, different from others, in this cold wind of slaughter, has been able to sharpen the killing intention, to seal the knife into the sheath, this ritual of the senior sister, the determination between the eyebrows is still so clear, just like the dark gray fireworks cloud at the center of the eyebrows, the scorching light, even if the wind and rain can not blow away.

Thinking about it again, this is the third time that she has come to take this path of tempering, and she has not hidden it after several degrees of grinding, which shows her determination and tenacity.

In fact, when the senior sister looked at her own junior brother, the casualness and smile on the young Taoist's face suddenly disappeared under the gaze of this gaze.

Immediately afterwards, the senior sister seemed to have thought of something, turned her head and looked at the fellow disciples and sisters on the side, and then spoke as if she had been reminded.

"Yes, junior brother, I am the third to come back, but you need to know that I am not the only one who has to come, but the other senior brothers and sisters who are in a hurry to come and knock on Elder Xuanhe have already suffered a very unfortunate thing because of their unruliness! Don't feel that there is no need to be respectful just because you and I are both in the cultivation realm of the Nine Refining Pill Fetus, and we are only one step away from the Jindan Enlightenment.

Elder Xuanhe is a monk who has undergone the transformation of his divine soul, and his old man's temperament is different from that of ordinary monks, but as long as he is willing to abide by the rules, he will not be difficult to get along with, but he needs to be polite! Last time, Senior Brother Shang, who was in the same vein as a witch Gu, became a consumable for Elder Xuanhe's performance because he didn't keep the etiquette of dignity and humility! If he is full of vitality, maybe after a while, you can still see the tragic situation of Senior Brother Shang! ”

When he said this, the cultivators on the side of this person no longer knew whether it was because of the cold wind, because of the experience of Senior Brother Shang that he had heard, or because of the murderous meaning in this senior sister's words, and they continued to tremble.

And when she said this, this senior sister Fu swept her gaze away from several female cultivators.

"Of course...... For example, the junior sister of the Zhu family, although she has never angered Elder Xuanhe, but she is too flattering, and she has already taught Elder Xuanhe to be unhappy, and her life is personally received by me! It's not that she ruined Elder Xuanhe's interest, maybe the last time, I had already successfully apprenticed! ”

When he heard this, the young Taoist became respectful again, and finally looked at his senior sister in surprise.

"Senior sister, you ......"

All the warnings had been warned, and when she looked at the young Taoist again, the senior sister's eyebrows finally didn't have such a sharp look.

"Senior Brother Wei, you should know that my Gong clan's bloodline is unique, and because of this, it is true that generations of bloodlines have cultivated the Fa and advanced rapidly, but it is often difficult to go further in the Jindan realm, but the cultivation has reached this point, stop at the Jindan realm, teach me how to be willing?

Elder Xuanhe is a high Zhuo demonic talent that started from the Jindan realm, and his old man's steady progress is almost a matter that can be expected and calculated, and the two auxiliary method scriptures created by Elder Xuanhe who sent someone to the main peak of the sect earlier.

The ancestor of the clan was shocked after seeing it, thinking that Elder Xuanhe was taking a very new path, and if he could follow this path, he might be able to see the palace family reborn.

Senior brother, I know that the elders of our sacrificial lineage have never been in the same mind, maybe before you came, someone had already told you in advance what they had ordered, those are not important, the important thing is that junior brother, don't make trouble for senior sister, otherwise your life, Elder Xuanhe will not accept it, I will also collect it myself! ”

When the words fell, the slaughter in the senior sister's voice had already disappeared in the cold wind of slaughter.

For a long time in the next year, on the narrow mountain road, the group was silent, and they walked with difficulty, as if they wanted to pass through this slaughtering bluestone road, from the world to the capital.

——

At the top of the Flying Vulture Peak, in the Purple Gold Toad Palace, in fact, Chu Weiyang was already standing there, watching this group of people from afar for a long time.

And at this moment, it was like the wind, which swirled and swirled, and transmitted the voice of the priestess to the Toad Palace.

On the side of the Great Avenue Hall, among the sycamore-shaped lamps made of bronze melting, a witch sacrificial fire derived from the real level of the god realm like Chu Weiyang's Xuanhuang iron rod fell into it, as if it was calcining the magic flame with the magic flame, Chun Yuzhi turned into a golden red fire spirit Luan phoenix at this moment, and was inhabiting the sycamore lamp, at this time, suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Hah! Big sister, huh? ”

In the same place, Chu Weiyang chuckled and shook his head.

"She doesn't respect me, she respects her own future."

(End of chapter)