"Senior brother, why did you suddenly come here at this time? It's not like your temper. ”

After listening to the music, Chen Dengming and others gathered in the temporary residence law house, and Jiang Jian pulled Chen Dengming and said strangely.

Chen Dengming shook his head and said with a smile, "When the cultivation was boring, I went out for a walk through the clone, and I happened to hear the good news, so I came over to take a look."

"Senior Brother Chen, I didn't expect your clone to be so strong? The old monster of the Evil Yuan True Monarch is all deflated in the hands of your clone. ”

Xing Huiguang's face was ruddy, his expression was admiring, and he gave a thumbs up, "It is worthy of being known as Dou Zhan Shoujun." ”

He felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and he only felt that the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves.

That evil Yuan Zhenjun, he thought that he was not an opponent, but Chen Dengming could easily handle it, teaching him admiration and shame.

Chen Dengming shook his head and said, "My clone has just turned into a baby at the moment, if the real fighting method fights, of course it will not be the opponent of the evil Yuan Zhenjun, it was just a trick before, and he used his spiritual power to exploit the loophole."

"Huh?"

Jiang Jian raised his hand to stop and smiled, "Senior Brother Chen doesn't have to be modest, this spiritual void is not something that ordinary people can exploit, Senior Brother, your ability, we all can see it." ”

He was quite relieved and proud in his heart, in the past few months, the Longevity Sect had been under a lot of pressure, and he had to suffer from the accusations of other sects that had coordinated operations.

Chen Dengming's information has relieved the pressure on the Longevity Sect, and it can be regarded as another meritorious service and an explanation.

However, although he was curious about how Chen Dengming obtained this information, he saw that Chen Dengming did not take the initiative to say it, so he didn't want to ask more.

Chen Dengming asked, "Two senior brothers, after this Huarong Dao is taken, the next thing is the former Southern Regions Thousands of Miles Border and Mingyun Mountain Range, right?" ”

Jiang Jian's face was solemn, "Yes, Mingyun Mountain Range, but it is a hard bone, the sword master of the Heaven and Earth Sword Palace, and the Heavenly Demon have all sat there."

Although there is no trace of those two now, if you want to take it, I am afraid that there will be a more fierce frontal battle. ”

Chen Dengming frowned and nodded, "Let's all get ready."

By the way, why have more than four months passed now, but Senior Sister Su and Senior Brother Fu have not appeared? Can't reach them either? ”

It is counted as one day in heaven and one year on earth.

Now that more than four months have passed, Su Yanyan and Fu Changyin should have already been out of the customs.

But now, these two people can't even get in touch with the sound jade note.

Xing Huiguang said with a deep smile, "Senior Brother Chen, Third Senior Sister and Senior Brother are all taken care of by the First Ancestor, so you don't have to worry.

Since they haven't appeared yet, maybe they are still in the Tianshou Palace, maybe the first ancestor has other arrangements for them. ”

Chen Dengming's heart moved, and he immediately understood.

It seems that the first ancestor wants to play yin again?

Since Su Yanyan and First Ancestor Fu Changyin have both disappeared from retreat, it is impossible for the extraterritorial evil cultivation camp not to notice it.

Instead of appearing in the field of vision again, it is better to plan and hide in the dark.

In this way, it is not clear that Senior Sister Su and Senior Brother Fu have already broken through, and they may suddenly appear on the battlefield in the future and surprise everyone.

Chen Dengming thought about it, but still didn't inform the two senior brothers of Dongfang's speculation and Nanxun's current situation.

Guessing is always speculation, and it is not accurate, so as not to affect judgment.

Moreover, Nan Xun is only his hometown, but not the hometown of these two senior brothers, he cares a lot, but others don't care so much.

Next, the three chatted for a while, and Chen Dengming left immediately.

If you don't leave, you will be caught by Zuo Qiuling.

The other party must also be very interested in the information in his hand.

But for the time being, he is willing to share some information, but he has no intention of revealing the source of information, so as not to cause trouble.

One more source of intelligence, one more risk of exposure.

I believe that Zuo Qiuling, as a veteran in this, also understands him.

If you want to say that this source of information, it is actually the Soul Eater Old Demon.

A few months ago, after Chen Dengming tried to mentally invade the Soul Eater Demon again and succeeded, he was able to quietly steal information about the Demon Gate through the perspective of the Soul Eater Demon.

In this case, the Six Dao of the Demon Palace went all out to retaliate against the Longevity Sect, and naturally it would be easy for Chen Dengming to use the stolen information to counteract.

I'm afraid that now the deflated Demon Palace Liudao has begun to be suspicious of the self-examination, and there may be unlucky ghosts who want to bear the black pot for him.

"Now that more than four months have passed, my spiritual realm has not improved much, and the speed of refining human immortal Daowen has slowed down, so I still have to walk around through my clone, increase my experience, and improve my state of mind."

Chen Dengming's mind was pinned on the incense clone, and after leaving the stronghold, he turned into a stream of water vapor and floated in the mountains in a low-key manner, thinking in his heart, wandering aimlessly.

There is no bottleneck in his cultivation, but there is a bottleneck in his spiritual upliftment.

In other words, the change of mood and perception are difficult to achieve overnight, and they need to be realized by themselves.

This kind of pursuit of higher and deeper cultivation is no longer as simple as the improvement of strength.

If it is said that refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, and refining gods and returning to emptiness are the three traditional stages of cultivation.

Then the cultivation of the soul must be above these three.

And the improvement of spiritual strength and realm will also help to increase Chen Dengming's mind and vision.

This is also the reason why he can arrange many spiritual traps with a single doppelganger, making the evil Yuan Zhenjun embarrassed.

…

At this moment, the cold wind was blowing, and the pine trees in the mountains stood verdant in the white snow, shaking their bodies and throwing off the snow with the bitter wind.

Chen Dengming passed by the wind like a burst of mist, hundreds of miles in an instant, and soon crossed Huarong Road and entered the southern region.

It seems to be getting colder here.

The counter-attack monk alliance has a large army of monks stationed here.

The barracks in the wilderness are widely spread, the formation enchantment rises, there are watchtowers floating in the air to warn, and the lineup of monks of the various sects below is at its peak, filling with the atmosphere of the victors, as if a carnival has begun.

There were many monks trading loot, and the stronghold had become a bustling small market.

Farther away, there was a ruin-like battlefield of buried corpses, and the faint suppressive incense belief power from the Extraterritorial Demon Venerable could no longer be felt in the air.

Obviously, with the defeat and retreat of the extraterritorial cult camp here, this place has become a missing area of incense faith.

Chen Dengming's mind was in the incense clone, and he was sitting in the sect, traveling thousands of miles a day, looking at the mountains and rivers from afar, and continuing to fly forward.

After crossing the barracks, they came to a battlefield that looked like ruins.

There is a gloomy atmosphere here, there are ghosts lingering, and there are even monks who have not dispersed and the spirits are screaming, which is the favorite place of ghost cultivators.

The cold wind was whistling, rolling up the dust and whirling, making a "rustling" sound.

A few bare trees, like bald old men, shivered and screamed in the cold wind.

The south is full of corpses, and some of the white snow is full of white bones, which have been ruined, and have almost turned into a purgatory on earth.

Chen Dengming's heart was touched, his consciousness diverged, covering farther away, and he saw the tragic scene of thousands of villages and the extinction of life.

In the past, although the border area was a barren land, but in the years that it was controlled by extraterritorial evil cultivators, many low-level cultivators and mortals from the four domains were expelled to gather here, making it a period of time when it was overpopulated.

Even most of the area was reduced to the incense realm of the blood god, and many of these mortals and casual cultivators were developed into incense followers of the blood god.

The reason is very simple, to give the barren resources and scarce spiritual energy to the 'low-level monks and mortals of low value', as long as they have a barren land to survive, they can dedicate the precious power of incense faith in the midst of suffering.

This is to develop the most valuable incense belief with the cheapest land resources, and even no money, because even the land is grabbed.

And now, the blood god has long since fallen, and the huge incense faith country has also collapsed.

Perhaps losing the Blood God, the extraterritorial evil cultivator camp has intentionally abandoned this barren land and dried up and fished.

Therefore, in just over a year, he used various means to drive, whip, and sacrifice the monks and mortals of this land.

Among them, mortals suffered the most from their own sins, and suffered the most deaths and injuries.

Some of those who are not dead have either joined the camp of extraterritorial evil cultivators, or they have been reduced to slavery that is inferior to pigs and dogs, and they are numb and miserable.

"Life is so fragile in times of war, there is almost no difference between Qi cultivators and mortals.

What reason do monks have to despise mortals? Before life and death, everyone is the same."

Chen Dengming felt that the sermons in the sea of knowledge seemed to be speeding up.

The spiritual path of the heir immortal Taoist system, often when the soul is touched, the soul undergoes subtle changes, and there will be a certain amount of cultivation growth and dissipation of the Tao.

Therefore, Chen Dengming has to go out and walk around more, see thousands of things, see thousands of faces, and watch hundreds of people.

His figure descended, and he walked among the ruins for a long time, trying to use his mind and magic to surpass the undead souls that had never dispersed.

For several days, he always pinned his mind on the body of the incense clone, completing this thing that he had rarely done before.

Feeling the relief and gratitude of the souls who died in battle when they died, I felt that my own soul seemed to be sublimated between the boundary between life and death.

At first, he was only the soul of a monk who surpassed his own side or a monk of the Four Domains, and when facing the soul of an enemy cultivator outside the territory, he hesitated, and it was difficult for him to let go of the mustard in his heart.

But it wasn't until he encountered a weeping enemy cultivator who seemed to beg him to transcend that he tried to let go of the mustard in his heart and transcend.

As a result, he also gained the gratitude and heartfelt voice of the enemy cultivator's soul after it was liberated.

It turned out that this foreign enemy cultivator was also unwilling to participate in the war, and it was really because he had no choice but to be drafted, so he had to leave his hometown and embark on the journey.

Now that he is dying tragically in a foreign land, he only wishes that his soul will be liberated, but it is also a choice of position, not a great evil.

The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years.

It's just that if you lose the battle, I'm afraid that most of them won't be able to go back.

After surpassing the soul of this extraterritorial enemy cultivator, it seemed that he had also eliminated the mustard in Chen Dengming's heart.

made his state of mind open up again and rise to a new height.

For a time, the sea of consciousness of the deity was like a silver lotus, and the spiritual rain was flying, like a silver lotus planted in the water, and the vision was extraordinary.

Many Taoist texts bloom like lotus flowers in the great river-like human immortal Dao power, and gradually the petals are sprinkled and dissolved, turning into Dao power.

A sense of life and death, death and life, spread among his mind.

In the field of incense belief in the incense clone, there seems to be an ethereal power of faith, and it is the liberated soul that offers the most sincere gratitude and blessings.

He doesn't have a mustard anymore.

Like a shepherd, herding souls, wandering among the ruins, whether it is friend or foe, and surpassing more souls that have not yet dissipated.

This does not mean that he will henceforth be a woman's kindness.

Even if he is doing something that even the enemy will admire at this moment, and he really goes to the battlefield, his position is clear, there is no distinction between good and evil, right and wrong, and there is only a life-and-death struggle between the camp, he will never be the slightest soft.

People who have a big pattern and great love in their hearts definitely have great courage and ruthlessness.

And so on until nine days later.

When the spirit boat with a roaring sound broke through the sky from afar.

Chen Dengming woke up from the special state of mind of the transcendent soul.

He looked back, and in the distance, large and small spirit boats were rolling in formation, majestic, like dark clouds.

Many monks wore Dharma robes, standing proudly on the spiritual boat, their aura was magnificent, and the aura spewed out between their breaths formed a large-scale aura siphon effect.

The aura of thousands of miles is rapidly converging over there, forming a splendid multi-colored glow, and the momentum of the army of thousands of monks is even better than the appearance of the Avatar Divine Dao Monarch.

However, after nine days of rectification, the counterattack monk alliance once again launched a general attack like a tiger.

Chen Dengming was reluctant to get involved for the time being.

In this next battle, more monks will die, continuing the tragic situation of the great war in the last era thousands of years ago, when monks fell from the sky like rain, and their souls rarely rested.

So many people died, and he couldn't get over.

It is still between fate, there is no heart, do things that are fateful, and be a person with a heart, you will have a clear conscience.

The incense clone pinched the trick in his hand, and it melted in an instant, dissipating into a mist between the ruins.

Fate comes and goes, and the mood has been sublimated.

Longevity sect inside.

Chen Dengming woke up from the empty and cold inner spirit of the Longevity Hall, and the moment he opened his eyes, his gaze was projected far away like a silver torch.

After a while, he slowly retracted his gaze and looked inwardly at the depths of his soul, where many human immortals and Dao texts had dissolved into Dao power with the improvement of his state of mind.

Now, his Dao power is more than twice as strong as before he received the inheritance, and as for the spiritual ascension, it has gone up two floors.

"I should be able to continue to accept the next stage of inheritance, but I have only completed the first stage of spiritual promotion, don't rush for the time being, stabilize one or two first."

Chen Dengming got up and searched for a long time from several storage bags, and finally found a set of ordinary-looking green cloth robes.

Seeing this green cloth robe, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but show a smile and a hint of warmth.

This caftan was sewn for him by Xu Wei, who was in the Luo family, when he was a casual cultivator in the past.

Although the clothes are coarse and simple, they are not as good as the current fifth-order giant deer robes, but they are better than the care and preciousness of this old man's old things.

Chen Dengming tried to put it on, only to find that after all these years, his body was a little stronger and burly again.

This green shirt back then is now a little thin, and it can't be stuffed into his rough man.

"It's really time flies, personnel changes, my original intention hasn't changed, this body is too strong."

Chen Dengming smiled dumbly, and did not cast spells, but used the bone shrinking skills commonly used in the past among ordinary people.

Suddenly, the muscles and bones of the whole body 'crackled' in a burst of sound.

His burly and sturdy body has shrunk and become much thinner, but he can wear this green shirt of the year.

After changing his outfit, Chen Dengming used his qi escape technique to escape, entering and exiting the Qing Ming, and went straight to the mortal villages and towns that were taken over by the Longevity Sect in the distance.

After witnessing the tragic situation of thousands of villages in the war zone and the extinction of thousands of people.

He wanted to see what was going on in the Eastern Regions that had now been recovered, in the mortal town at the foot of his Longevity Sect, in the middle of winter.

Together, this thought can't be suppressed.

As the Longevity Sect Master, even if he used to pay a private visit to Weifu, he would only go into the low-level monk area within the jurisdiction of the Longevity Dao Domain to observe.

But he really didn't take a good look at the condition of those mortal people under the feet of his own one-third of an acre.

Is this a negligence, whether the mind has drifted to the perspective of the immortals, thus ignoring the most basic soil in the human heart.

The spiritual inheritance of the immortal inheritance starts from the hearts of the people, not from the hearts of the immortals.

Even mortals can cultivate immortals, how can they ignore this matter of rising from the ground.

After a cup of tea.

Chen Dengming came to a mortal town only a few hundred miles away from Chang'an Fang.

He first observed from a distance, and saw that although the small houses in the town were not tall, they could also shelter from the wind and rain, shelter and peace, and feel a little at peace in this cold and chaotic world.

Looking again, the pedestrians in bloated cotton clothes on the street have their hands in their sleeves, and their mouths are spraying white mist, although it is cold, they are not freezing and hungry.

"It seems that my Longevity Sect has indeed done a practical job in managing the mortals in the area under its jurisdiction, and it has not violated the yin and yang."

Chen Dengming remembered the temporary management plan for mortals that had been approved by the doppelganger in the past, and the provisions on the plan were still vivid in his mind when he recalled it now.

He glanced at a flag at the head of the town from afar, the flag was embroidered with the word "Shou", blooming with a slight aura, indicating that there were monks sitting in this area, perhaps in the Fang City not far away.

This kind of friendly treatment of mortals has actually surpassed the situation when he was in the Southern Regions Gathering Place and the Splendid Workshop in the past.

"Huh?"

Chen Dengming suddenly looked at the city gate not far away, his expression was surprised, and he quickly hid his breath.

Soon, horse-drawn carriages with iron wheels could be seen outside the town rolling over the icy ground, making a sonorous sound.

Immediately, many children wearing various hats ran over happily.

On the carriage, a middle-aged woman smiled and took out the candy on the cart to share with many children, and dragged out some boxes from the carriage to distribute the materials inside.

Although this woman is old and has crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, she is mature and fit, with a noble forehead, a beautiful nose, and a pair of apricot eyes that shine, soft and a little heroic.

Someone thanked him, "Sister Chen, thank you so much for coming to our Shanshui Town to distribute charity funds." ”

"These are all supplies issued by the Longevity Sect, I'm just helping to run errands, so I'm not in the way. Let's all go away, it's cold and good for winter. ”

The woman in the carriage laughed.

The villagers who surrounded the past sighed.

"Oh, I'm really grateful to the Longevity Sect, it's really our honor to have such an Immortal Sect to take care of us."

"Yes, I just hope that one or two babies can come out of our village in the coming year, and they can worship in the fairy gate and repay the fairy grace!"

In the clouds not far away, Chen Dengming, who had originally planned to enter the mortal town and go around, shook his head with a smile in his eyes and relief.

"Still, when you come to my side, you are still as kind as ever, and you like to deal with low-level monks and mortals."

He was relieved.

I was going to go to the mortal town to see it myself, and also do good deeds in this midwinter.

Unexpectedly, his daughter Chen Yi had already done this kind of thing, and it seemed that she had been doing it silently for a long time.

He was a little embarrassed to be a father, and it was inconvenient to go again at this time, so he glanced at the depths of the clouds not far away, and then quietly left.

In the clouds not far away, the black panther who was lying in the clouds napping was bored, and suddenly his hair moved, and he vaguely felt like a familiar gaze looking at him.

Suddenly, a spirited spirit woke up, subconsciously pricked up his ears, opened his leopard teeth, and showed a-like smile to make a gesture to please his master.

But he found that there was an empty space all around, and there was no figure at all, where was the familiar figure.

"Whew"

The black cloud leopard let out a whimper in his throat, the leopard's eyes were confused, and he looked at Chen Yi, who looked extremely happy in the mortal village below, and was silent for a while.

Everyone has their own life and happiness.

Why did it live the lying life that it had dreamed of, and suddenly found that it seemed to be missing something and became less happy than it once was?

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