The Chongming Daoist sat at the mountain gate of the Lingling Immortal Sect for a month before leaving.

When Chen Sheng saw him again, his heart chuckled, the old man in front of him no longer had the majesty of Jindan Zhenren, his hair was withered, his eyes were dull, and he looked like he had run out of oil and dried up.

"I can't hold it anymore."

The robe of the Chongming Taoist is draped on the body, which is actually a little loose, and the body is rickety, and he simply sits down, exuding tiredness and weakness from the inside out.

"Patriarch ......"

Chen Sheng shouted sincerely, knowing that the patriarch's limit was approaching, he stopped talking nonsense and said, "But what do you have to explain?" ”

Although he and Chongming Daoren have known each other for a short time, the other party's character makes him admire.

"We must guard the Dao system of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect."

When Chongming Daoist said this, he was extremely firm, even if his eyes were already dim, but the fiery meaning projected was moving.

"I'll hold on!"

Chen Sheng assured.

"After I sit down, don't make a noise, just enshrine a tablet in the ancestral hall to prove that I have been here."

Hearing this answer, he made up his mind, and a touch of tranquility appeared on his face, but he also let go of his obsession, and his swaying life was rapidly dimming.

"Ancestor, the Guangxiu Immortal Sect will definitely be as prosperous as the sun."

Chen Sheng naturally understands that the secret of Chongming Dao is to give people a scene where he is still there, one door and two real people, stable as a mountain, but the loss of one person has given birth to many changes, especially in the major real people, which is very unfavorable to Guangxiu's faint targeting.

With such a heart, Chen Sheng felt uncomfortable, but after all, he did not refuse, but only promised that he would definitely protect the longevity of Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

"Good ......"

Chongming Taoist smiled with relief, and immediately sat on the spot, for the sake of secrecy, he dispersed his body, a golden pill rolled to the ground, and the wind blew, turning into a mass of heaven and earth vitality, and it was dispersed cleanly.

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment, then woke up, silent, took a piece of sandalwood, carved the words to make a tablet, and wrote "Chongming Taoist".

……

Patriarch's Palace.

On the spiritual platform, there are tablets enshrined one by one, and Chen Sheng placed them on the lowest level in accordance with the instructions of the Chongming patriarch.

Open from low to top, a row for a generation, there are dozens of layers, enshrined more than 20 people.

"All the patriarchs are above, disciple Chen Sheng, accept the responsibility of inheriting the law, and may the Guangxiu Immortal Sect prosper from generation to generation."

Chen Sheng dusted off his sleeves, straightened his clothes, respectfully lit a pillar of incense, and honored the ancestors.

After doing this, the patriarch's hall fell silent for a moment, and he looked around, alone.

In this era, there is only one Jindan real person in Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and he will support the future of Immortal Sect and move forward alone.

"If the two dogs are here, our two brothers join forces, why can't we push the enemy sideways."

Chen Sheng thought of Chen Ergou, this brother stood in this position four hundred years ago, if it was stable and did not hurt the foundation, the two joined forces, it was really promising.

It's just that this is a delusional idea after all.

He had a feeling that it was difficult to support himself for a while, and because of the fall of Chongming Daoren, his heart was shaken, and the last bit of inspiration for Huangquan Xianqu was finally manifested, and it was time to be born.

"Boom ......"

Chen Sheng flicked his hand, and the Patriarch Hall was mighty, and from this spread out one after another, all over the entire Yiyuan Peak.

The great array recovered, isolating the inner and outer worlds, and no matter how big the movement was, it could not be felt from the outside.

"Woo......"

In Chen Sheng's hand, he picked up a suona, which was stained with a hint of Jindan's breath, no longer dark, and had an indescribable spirituality.

His eyes were slightly raised, as if he saw a passing figure, the traces of the past in the heart lake, thinking of the tombstones, once a vivid old people.

These people are gone at this time, the world is vast, and there is no confidant.

With this lonely meaning, he blew the suona, which was not loud, but it was extremely sad, there was a kind of distance between heaven and man, and no matter how much he was chasing, he could never touch it.

Only when the body dies and the mind dies can we be liberated and can we get rid of endless harm.

He performed it over and over again, and the sad Taoist rhyme was haunting and nurturing, and time passed by like flowing water.

Outside the patriarch's hall, the outer gate competition began and ended, back and forth three times, and took a year.

Ten years later.

A fairy song moves the world.

"Boom la la ......"

Yiyuan Peak is a dead thing, but it contains vitality everywhere, lush grass and trees, and even Dao patterns that contain spiritual wit, some lustrous and spiritual stones.

At this time, under the Huangquan Immortal Song, the sad sound is sad, the color of the whole mountain is dimmed, the grass and trees are withered, and the mountain stone scrapes down a layer of delicate powder, which is really earth-shattering.

"What? Tears. ”

Gao Xiu, who practiced meditation in the cave, sank into the darkness, woke up, for some reason there were crystal tears in the corners of his eyes, he touched his heart, lingering with a trace of sadness, obviously nothing happened.

"My heart is empty, and I remember the past."

Some old people have rare dreams, and the dreams are old relatives and friends, and some have forgotten their appearances, but at this time they are clear.

They got up and sat down on the bed, looking slightly dazed, indeed immersed in the past.

……

Jiangyue Ancient Road.

Qin Lin bears the name of "Guangxiu Tianjiao", walks the world, sharpens his Taoist heart and magic, just to kill back to the Yuanliang Dynasty and change the world.

Of course, he still has a lot of feelings for Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and that senior has given him enough help.

"Come out!"

Suddenly, he sensed that something was wrong, stopped, looked around, and shouted, containing the power to destroy evil.

"Be alert."

The void swayed slightly, and a group of monks appeared in the forest, dressed differently, with strange charms, obviously not from a famous sect.

The leader is a middle-aged man, called "Zhang Cheng", and three Taoist friends, gathered a group of monks, roaring all over the place, and the fierceness is not small.

"It's so daring, even I dare to move."

Qin Lin's expression was very calm, he had experienced many dangers over the years, and he was no longer the down-and-out boy who fled to the borderland, and his mood and means were all top-notch.

"Boom ......"

In response to him, the terrain shook, and a large array rose in the air, enveloping the sky and the four fields, isolating one side.

At the same time, the group of qi cultivators protruded, locking on Qin Lin's body one after another, not giving him a chance to escape at all.

"The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, we are also famous in this Jiangyue Ancient Road, if you are interested, hand over the secret key of the lonely mountain."

Zhang Cheng showed a look of determination, a little greed, and a fear of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, which gave Qin Lin a way out.

"The Secret Key of the Lonely Mountain? What is that? ”

Qin Lin didn't care about this group of opponents, but the so-called secret key made him stunned for a moment, unable to understand.

"The thing you bought in Song Yuan City half a day ago."

Zhang Cheng explained.

"Well."

Qin Lin nodded thoughtfully, flipped his hand, and lay a small bell on the palm of his hand, the whole body was pitch black, as if it was made of black iron in the mortal world, and his skills were very poor and extremely inconspicuous.

As Zhang Cheng said, he got it from a small merchant in Song and Yuan City half a day ago, and when he felt a little strange, he brought it.

Could it be that this trouble is due to the secret key of the lonely mountain?

Like, it makes sense.

It's just that a group of people who kill people and grab treasures, their eyesight is too amazing, and they recognize the secret key of the lonely mountain at once, and they still arrange the others early?

"Yes, he will hand it over to me, read it in the face of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and will not embarrass you."

From Zhang Cheng's face, there was no trace of anything wrong at all, his eyes flashed with a warm light, and he put it on the small bell, eager to snatch it over.

"Huh!"

Qin Lin chuckled all his life, it was ridiculous, but it was more arrogant, his reputation as a Guangxiu Tianjiao was not obtained by blood, but also after many tests, Chen Sheng nodded and punched and kicked out.

So, to his coercion, will he give in?

"Bang"

Qin Lin killed, and a Qi Refining Realm Great Perfection cultivator who was blocking the way didn't touch his figure at all, but it immediately exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

In the air, there is a layer of heaviness, and the majesty that belongs to Tianjiao is dissipating strongly.

"Kill him."

Zhang Cheng dared to intercept the road halfway, it was not false at all, his body moved, and his cultivation in the middle of the foundation building realm was blatantly erected, making a halberd, a little domineering.

He was the first to strike, and the halberd slashed horizontally, and the sky swayed, like a fierce torrent of steel.

Qin Lin punched, and the void emitted the sound of drums, implying a dragon roar, manifesting a vast momentum, and almost crashing the halberd.

"There are some means."

Zhang Cheng originally thought that this Guangxiu Immortal Sect's Tianjiao, who was careless to the enemy, would be beaten to the bone by his halberd, but the result was obviously not, it was the tiger's mouth that he held the magic weapon, which was shocked and cracked, oozing blood.

"Boom"

When the words fell, Qin Lin came up strongly, and with a flip in his hand, it was a sword weapon, which slashed straight down, and a cold brilliance condensed out, like an iceberg and snow, cold to the bone.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Cheng's three colleagues hurriedly assisted, and one of them had a strong spirit, intertwined and entangled, and resolved the cold sword intent.

"This man is a great enemy, and he must not be allowed to escape."

Zhang Cheng's heart trembled, Qin Lin fought at the same level as him, taking advantage of it, fortunately, he had a group of colleagues and a large number of subordinates, who could charge into battle and bully more and less.

"Boom ......"

This makes perfect sense.

Facing the power of Qin Lin, he realized that the weight of this "Tianjiao" was as heavy as a mountain, and the enemy of the same level was difficult to resist at all, so he had to gather a general trend to kill.

In an instant, Zhang Cheng and the three monks in the middle stage of the Foundation Building Realm, a group of masters of the Qi Refining Realm, burst out with an extremely powerful offensive one after another, flooding from all directions, extremely fierce.

For another person, I am afraid that at this time, I am already giving birth to the idea of death, but Qin Lin does not, the qi on his body has become more and more open, and the divine light in his eyes is clear, as if the sun and moon are running in a river.

He jumped up, his hands swiped, revealing all kinds of traces of magic, but none of them were really formed, but they were intertwined and intertwined by all kinds of charm, turning into a big seal, and suppressing it towards the heavens and the earth.

"Bang"

As soon as the Dao seal fell, no one could tell the kind of wonder, like a strange treasure born from the earth, with incredible power, shattering the general trend of gathering and calming the turmoil.

"What kind of divine passage method is this? It's too strong. ”

Zhang Cheng's face was full of horror, and he had also seen the town sects of the various avenues, but it was the first time he had encountered such a powerful and incomparable "Dao Yiyin".

In an instant, the offensive that was enough to kill a mid-stage foundation building realm monk was defused in this way.

"Kill!"

The group cultivators were subdued, but Qin Lin's killing intent was undiminished, like a king beast that showed its claws, rolling up the sky with a lot of qi, and slapping it down with one hand, full of the charm of controlling fate.

"Bang"

A Foundation Building Realm cultivator couldn't resist, his body was like a broken jade pillar, full of cracks, and he fell down with a bang.

"Immortal Sect Heritage, do you want us to wait forever to be subservient."

Zhang Cheng roared, with fear in his eyes, but more fierceness, and a touch of rebelliousness, and said, "I don't believe it." ”

He didn't believe that he was also a foundation building realm cultivator, Qin Lin was invincible and undefeated, and they were earth chickens and dogs.

"Boom"

The qi on Zhang Cheng's body seemed to be a flame burning, spreading through his body inch by inch, as if covered with a layer of blood armor.

He strode forward, like a hellish Shura, and the halberd swept across, exuding a vigorous intent to tear and shatter the person in front of him.

Qin Lin's expression was indifferent, his hand was sealed, and a cold brilliance was diffused around his body, like a young god, giving judgment to the enemy who offended the divine might.

"Poof"

The Dao seal fell, Zhang Cheng was defeated, the halberd in his hand was taken off, his tall body staggered, his chest was sunken in half, and his vitality was directly broken.

He wanted to say something, but as soon as his mouth moved, he lost consciousness and fell to this place of battle.

At the same time, the gang of thieves on the Jiangyue Ancient Road immediately scattered as birds and beasts, full of hesitation, just afraid that they would run slowly, so they planted here.

The truth is, these people are planted.

Qin Lin knew the truth of killing everything, and directly seized the control of the large array here, blocking the surroundings, so that the thieves could not escape, so they had to fight to the death.

Finally, the great array dispersed, and he walked out, with a corpse behind him, the earth red and glowing with blood.

Qin Lin didn't take this battle to heart, since his debut, there is no shortage of amazing achievements, and the main opponents are still Tianjiao and Su Lao of the major immortal sects.

It's just that......

A quarter of an hour later.

Qin Lin stopped and glanced at the Jiangyue Ancient Road, the feeling of being vaguely peeping at still did not dissipate.

"Still isn't right?"

He felt strange and uneasy, and put his hand secretly on the secret key of the lonely mountain, always feeling that there was an inexplicable guidance.

He came from the Yuanliang Dynasty, and he knew that the kind of person who sat high in the clouds, and the layout was extremely terrifying, and he often snuffed out hidden dangers in silence.

Is this lonely mountain key guiding him forward?

Originally, he wanted to go all the way through, but at this time, he changed his mind and rushed back to Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

Suddenly changing lanes, what he was most afraid of was someone intervening, but until he returned to the hinterland of the mountain gate, it was still calm.

This only made him unpredictable.

"Isn't the ancestor out of the customs yet?"

Anyway, Qin Lin didn't speculate nonsense, he had a guard of honor, and he came to the foot of Yiyuan Peak and wanted to ask that patriarch.

However, on the Yiyuan Peak, the clouds are deep and the fog is locked, isolating the inside and outside, and it seems that there is no way.

(End of chapter)