Yun Zhongzi stood quietly on the Juelong Ridge, letting the mountain wind blow up his sleeves.

He carried the fairy sword on his back, brushed the dust in his hand, and did not have the slightest murderous air.

Yun Zhongzi does not believe in the so-called number of fate, but sometimes he has to act according to it.

The Great Shang was doomed to perish as early as the seventh year of Emperor Xin - the poems inscribed by the king of Xuan on the walls of the temple buried not only the hundreds of years of Chengtang's foundation.

Even in the most dilapidated dynasties, there is always no shortage of true loyal subjects...... Shang Rong, Bi Gan, Yang Ren, and a certain Taishi who wants to save the sky.

These people are born without knowing what compromise is, and they become fearless in the thorns and mud.

If the Great Merchants were to be destroyed, the Mandate of Heaven would naturally crush over these people first.

Wen Zhong didn't do anything wrong, but unfortunately he stood on the opposite side of the whole world.

Although the sectarians also have to go against the sky, they have some room for mediation.

There is only one great master, who was born destined to die before the building collapsed.

Cloud neutrons have changed the lives of too many people, but some things will not be shaken in the slightest.

My heart is a stone, and I can't turn it.

My heart is a bandit, and I can't be swept away.

The supernatural powers of the three generations of sectarians are much higher than the original fate, and if they exert their strength, Wen Zhong's plan will not be able to go now.

Yun Zhongzi used to travel far away, and he knew that there would be such a day since then.

Wen Zhong is the best courtier in the world and a talented immortal, but he chose a dead end.

Yun Zhongzi respects him, so he won't let others kill him, and of course he won't use the magic weapon blade outside the Heavenly God Fire Pillar.

He pondered for a long time, then lightly pointed a finger.

The sun fell, and the sky was as red as blood.

Endless clouds swept in from all directions, like flames burning half of the sky.

This was the only bright color Wen Zhong could see in the thick fog.

So, Wen Zhong rode the ink unicorn and slowly came to the Absolute Dragon Ridge.

As for the remaining 3,000 remnants, they have long been lost in the fog at this moment, and they don't know when they will be able to get out.

"You're finally here."

Yun Zhongzi took a step out of the cliff, and the sea of red clouds also surged.

"How long have you waited?"

Wen Zhong turned over and got off the horse and gently patted the head of the ink qilin.

The spirit beast whimpered, and it raised its front hooves, but lowered it again.

"In less than half a day... Or... Three hundred years? ”

Yun Zhongzi said this, smiled and shook his head.

If it is counted from the time he realized his body, he must have waited for more than 300 years.

Although the road to immortality is long, three hundred years is not a short time.

This is not 300 knots, but 300 times the flowers bloom, 300 times the cicadas chirp, 300 times the leaves wither and yellow, and 300 times the snow falls.

Yun Zhongzi has not seen many scenery in the past 300 years, but he has also practiced the sword thousands of times and burned countless fires.

Wen Zhong's 300 years...... He has lived for more than a hundred years, and who would have thought that someone would wait for him in such a long time.

"In the past, I was in a dream fugue, and since then I know that there is a cause and effect, and I don't want to have crossed three hundred years."

Wen Zhong was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then swung the golden whip and smashed it on the head of the ink qilin.

The mount whimpered again, and at last lifted its hooves and headed into the mist.

"If you are willing to give up the worldly world and find a place to practice, you will definitely be able to achieve excellent results."

The clouds twisted a wisp of mist, but suddenly dispersed.

Whether it is a person from the two sects, or a courtier of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, only Wen Zhong can be called a perfect person.

If it were possible, no one would want him to be on the list.

"If Wen Mou has this intention, why should he lead the army to wander among the mountains?"

Wen Zhong laughed and slowly clenched the two golden whips.

"It's a pity that I'm intercepting the teaching, I'm expounding the teaching, otherwise I may be a close friend."

Yun Zhongzi exhaled softly, and the sea of clouds dissipated.

The sun falls to the ground, and the moon rises in the east mountain.

Wen Zhong leaped up, and the two golden whips separated yin and yang, and suddenly attacked.

Yun Zhongzi was not afraid at all, only stretched out two fingers and tapped twice.

Bite.

Wen Zhong took two steps back, stepped on the void, and struck again.

"I heard that you can't break the word in your life, and you don't believe it.

But the number of days is unpredictable, and since Ershi has this word, he is willing to obey the poor way. ”

Yun Zhongzi put his fingers together and drew a golden circle.

"Can you tell me where Senior Brother Yu Yuan is today?"

Wen Zhong sensed the clue and whipped again.

I saw the golden wall, the wooden cage, the water prison, the fire and the hell earth fence descending, forming a trapped formation.

"Your senior brother is probably still in the outer heavens, and I heard the saint preach, such an opportunity is hard to find in a thousand years."

Yun Zhongzi smiled slightly, and the Five Elements Dao Technique was broken in an instant.

"Poor Dao once refined a magic weapon many years ago, which was originally prepared for you, and today I invite you to taste it."

Yun Zhongzi said and shook his sleeves slightly.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong's eyes condensed slightly, and he slowly raised his head.

I saw eight bronze pillars descending from the sky, and carved Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Gossip respectively on them.

Rumble.

These eight divine pillars surrounded Wen Zhong, and suddenly sacrificed the true fire of samadhi and swept away.

"You and I are both Dao Sect scholars, the Five Elements Dao Technique is really ordinary, how can a mere fire method hurt me?"

Wen Zhong found the Xun position and silently recited the true recipe for avoiding fire.

Yun Zhongzi was silent for a long time when he heard this, and finally waved his sleeves again.

I saw that the eight pillars of fire of the Heavenly Gods sacrificed flames again, which were the lights of the Eight Views Palace and the jade void glazed lights.

These two kinds of immortal fire are both innate things, implying that the Great Dao is subtle, and it is very mysterious.

In this way, the three fires gather together, and the water of the sea can be divaporated.

Although Wen Zhong was proficient in the Five Elements Dao Technique, how could he endure the three fires.

He struggled to support it, but finally couldn't hold on anymore, fell into the sea of fire, turned into flying smoke, and only the true spirit went to the Fengshen Platform.

Yun Zhongzi quietly looked at the endless sea of fire, and it took a long time to collect the pillar of fire of the Heavenly Gods.

"The mountains are high and the waters are long, and there will be a period in the future."

Yun Zhongzi straightened his clothes and made a mockery in the direction of Fengshentai.

As a result, the Ten Absolute Formations and the Nine Yellow River Formations have all been broken, Wen Zhongye has died, and the Yin Shang army has been annihilated.

This time the descent from the mountain has come to a successful conclusion.

"Dare to ask the master for mercy and give an order to let the disciple return to the mountain."

Yun Zhongzi looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain and bowed deeply.

In a short time, the South Pole Star shines brightly, faintly competing with the bright moon.

"Thank you, senior brother, for the message."

Yun Zhongzi once again made a joke, remembering that night more than 300 years ago.

He pondered for a moment, and finally took a step, and in an instant he went to the Xiqi reed canopy.

"As a teacher, I will return to the mountain today, and the two of you will stay in Xiqi, so that you can assist Ziya, and if you meet a strange person, you can find me."

Yun Zhongzi instructed Lei Zhenzi and Yang Chan for a while.

"Obey the teacher's orders." ×2

Of course, Lei Zhenzi and Yang Chan had no objections, and replied obediently and skillfully.

"Senior brother really wants to leave?"

Jiang Ziya was a little surprised when he heard this, or a little flustered.

Today, Guangchengzi, Chi Jing and other immortals have returned to the mountain one after another, and if Yun Zhongzi leaves again, there will really be only three generations of disciples left.

"If it is not bad as expected, within three or five months, the poor road will still appear."

Yun Zhongzi looked up at the sky and smiled helplessly.

Who has left the world's calamities to heaven?

(End of this volume.) ）

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