The purple qi stretched, mighty and majestic, as if it was the farthest place from the heavenly dome, spreading out mightily, inside and outside the Six Realms, between heaven and earth, countless qi machines intertwined and involuntarily looked at that Taoist, as if at this moment, at this moment, this white-haired old man was the center of this heaven and earth.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders.

This kind of feeling is actually nothing about the realm, nothing about cultivation.

Naturally.

Under the previous catastrophe, the sons of the hundred schools and the immortals of the heavenly realm have become part of this catastrophe whirlpool, the more angry they become, the more ruthless they kill, and finally the qi machine pulls, and the magnificent move in the catastrophe whirlpool is already uncontrollable, thousands of immortals, the luck of the world, turned into a catastrophe, resulting in the final outbreak of this move, majestic and terrifying, boundless hustle and bustle.

But it was easy to be affected by this purple qi-

Direct repression!

There was never the slightest ripple.

The hearts of the hundred schools of thought were moved, but they were also afraid-many immortals and gods who originally wanted to gain benefits from the human world were the kind of parts of the Dao heart that were not perfect, with power but no realm, and came to this world and were killed by the princes, but after all, these immortals had various identities, connections, and teachers.

Thou shalt kill one man.

If you don't kill anyone, you will be an enemy.

That's the truth.

So the enemy is getting bigger and bigger, the fight is getting more and more intense, and now the goal seems to have been completed, and if it continues, it is almost for the robbery, blinded by the killing machine, and it is getting deeper and deeper.

All the sons were surprised on their faces.

Immediately, he completely relaxed, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

The immortals and gods also recognized the figure, but for a moment, they didn't dare to recognize it.

"It's ......"

"Qi Wu Confusion?!"

"Hiss-True Martial Demon Emperor?!"

After recognizing the true body of this old Taoist, their expressions all changed slightly, and many thoughts came to their minds in an instant, all of them hesitated, passed on each other, and said: "Isn't it said that his realm has collapsed, and he has gone mad and lost his cultivation?" ”

The news had spread early and secretly throughout many parts of the Heavenly Realm.

Therefore, the awe of the immortals and gods for the human world gradually lost, and they came to this world, but now when they see this old man coming with purple qi, the legends that seem to have become dim with time have resurfaced in my heart.

Step on the demon world, break the catastrophe, behead Donghua, and punish millions of demon clan alliances.

Cultivating the truth and seeking the Tao, going through calamities is martial arts.

If you don't receive the edict and retreat to the Buddhas in the west, every legend is enough to shake the Quartet, and every legend has an indescribable, lingering aura of slaughter, so the expressions of this group of immortal gods became restrained in an instant, their bodies stiffened, holding weapons, and staring at the old Taoist with great vigilance.

The previous calamities seemed to have been forgotten and forgotten for a short time, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

I saw this old way walking on the purple qi in the sky, and his expression was peaceful, naturally.

It didn't seem to have used any magical means, and on top of the extremely magnificent and vast purple qi that spread out, with his footsteps, ripples spread out layer by layer, and the ripples spread out in all directions, turning into the same dreamlike smoke.

The old Mai Daoist walked to the middle of heaven and earth, and stood among the sons and hundreds of schools and the immortals and gods.

The sleeved robe is rolled, and the wooden hairpin is tied up, but there are also white hair hanging down to the waist.

So the sons of the hundred schools of thought restrained their murderous hostility.

They all took half a step forward in unison, then raised their hands.

Submissively.

The look was solemn.

Their robes hung down as if they were falling from the sky, sheltering a sea of clouds on earth.

Bowing down, bowing, with a reverence that is difficult to describe in words, they all said in unison:

"We-"

"I've seen the Master!"

There is a jiazi in the world, and there are nine monuments all over it.

There are countless preaching under the nine monuments, although all the sons and hundreds of schools have no real apprenticeship, but they all unilaterally carry out the etiquette of the old man, this voice is extremely magnificent and calm, mighty and mighty, like the manifestation of the context, the old Mai Taoist turned around, his sleeve robe brushed through the void, standing on this side of the world, raising his eyes, looking at the immortals.

The purple gas beside him, the sons behind him, and the world under his feet.

So the immortals and gods subconsciously looked back in unison-

Half a step back!

The killing intent is gone.

Even many immortals already had a great sense of anger in their hearts, gritted their teeth, and suddenly realized, eager to pat their thighs and shout-

No wonder, no wonder!

It turned out to be related to the real martial arts?!

No wonder these guys are so difficult to deal with, they are all so capable of fighting, if it is just a simple human race, this naturally does not need to be said, but if these guys are all taught by the true martial arts, then I'm sorry, the hearts of the immortals and gods can only say-

Except for that Confucius Hill.

Not enough to be able to fight!

One by one, they looked at the old Mai Dao people over there, but they were all extremely solemn and vigilant, and the kind of war intent against the hundred schools of thought had now dissipated most of them; The Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable suddenly felt something, his pupils contracted instantly, staring at the old Taoist, feeling the feeling of nothingness, and his face was ugly in an instant.

Why did the aura of this Dao Fruit suddenly become so ethereal, as if it had disappeared?!

No, it can't be, it can't be.

I'm so big a Dao fruit, you just took a jiazi.

Why can't I find it?!

How can it be completely controlled by you?!

No way.

How could you have done something that this seat has not done in 8,000 years, and it took you less than one percent of the time?! If that's the case, then what is the talent and Dao heart that this seat is proud of?

The Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable clenched his hands tightly, and his face was extremely ugly.

After all, he is also an existence that has been fighting since the oldest robbery, and he has rich experience, and his eyesight and experience are extremely strong, even if there are many reasons not to believe it, but the answer still emerges in the bottom of his heart.

The Dao Fruit has been dissolved.

Thinking of this answer.

The eyes of the Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable were dark, and he was about to fall from the top of these nine heavens!

How persistent he is about his own Dao Fruit and realm breakthrough, so how much he hates when his Dao Fruit is taken away first, so how agitated the killing intent is now, a killing intent looks at Qi Wufu, but I don't know why, the huge soul of his own great product realm seems to be in opposition to his own killing intent, and he has not mobilized his divine weapons, but constantly suppresses his own killing intent and hostility.

"True martial arts, Qi is not confused......"

He looked at that Dao enemy, and the killing intent became stronger.

But at this moment, the spirit of the peak of the Great Emperor was like a mad demon and suppressed the killing intent.

Let him not break out of hostility at this moment, and go to hunt down the true martial demon!

No, no, no—

Sexual spirits are screaming!

The Right Hand of the Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable was raised, and he was about to re-perform the move of confronting the Fire Yao Dongyang Emperor.

His left hand gripped his wrist.

Consciousness has also found a reason, but all animistic beings, the so-called sentient beings, will have a bias and will only want to believe what they want to believe.

No, now this True Martial Demon is standing in the center of the Tribulation and the Six Realms.

You can't touch him easily.

The Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable suppressed the killing intent, let go of his palm, and finally suppressed the surging killing intent.

"Wait...... Too mysterious, Qi is not confused. ”

"You have set up such a big thing today, no matter what the final outcome is, your ascension to heaven is already doomed."

"When you ascend to the Heavenly Throne, this seat naturally has all kinds of ways to clean you up, even if you are, you are only one of the four saints of the North Pole of the Arctic Exorcism Academy, how can you be compared with this seat, the Lord of the Heavenly Council?"

"Wait, wait until you reach the sky."

"Within a year, I want you to be scattered and kill you completely!"

The judiciary's heart is cold.

The heart of the Dao is unshakable!

So under this heart—

The Emperor-level sexual spirit seemed to be finally speechless.

Completely silent.

And the old Mai Daoist didn't seem to notice that he was looking at his figure with murderous intent from the thirty-three heavens, but he just turned sideways, avoided the salute of the princes, and only accepted half of it, and said gently: "What I teach is only the most basic cultivation method, and everyone in the world knows it." ”

"It is up to you to have the current realm and attainments, and to get to this point, all of which depend on yourselves, and you should recognize this matter with dignity."

The rest of the sons saluted and said, "Yes!" ”

They are still as serious and solemn as they are.

It was as if I saw the black-robed master preaching for the first time in front of the Nine Monuments.

The mood of the princes became peaceful and calm, they looked at the enemy in front of them, around the master's side, little by little, the fighting spirit gradually rose, and some of the immortals and gods seemed to have no fighting will - before, those immortal gods who were eager to kill the luck of the world had fallen in the battle of Fang Cai.

The rest of them don't have much murderous intent in the world, just because they fight against the enemy.

At this moment, the calamity has dispersed, and the spiritual platform is clear again, unwilling to fight with the sons of the world again.

Especially that Li Zhai, especially that Kongqiu.

And the gray-haired, unremarkable-looking old man who was about to die.

True Martial Demons!

Their group of immortals and gods have long years to go and endless mountains and rivers to see, but they don't want to become a name in the merit book of the True Martial Demon Emperor, but under the eyes of everyone, they are either ashamed and unwilling, or maybe it is because the hundreds of schools of thought have been recognized and regarded by these true immortals.

But there is also another part that is unwilling to retreat in the face of a respectable but also powerful enemy.

Even if there is a real martial demon standing in front.

In front of the enemy who can be admired enough to fight and enough to be able to talk about the Tao, retreating without a fight is more difficult to accept than dying in battle, and the eyes of the immortals with such a part of the idea re-revealed a blazing fire.

As a result, the array changed like flowing water, and in an instant, it was already distinct.

Some of them were timid and came forward, while others were calm and armed.

Their eyes swept over the old Mai Fuzi who stood between the two worlds of people and mortals, and there was no honorific title of Taishang Xuanwei.

didn't say anything about the True Martial Demon Emperor, just bowed and said, "Master of the world." ”

Their gaze crossed the shoulders of the old Mai Daoist, looked at the sons in front of them one by one, looked solemn, and said: "The battle between us and these Daoist friends has not yet ended, please get out of the way, let's finish the fight!" ”

There was also a blazing fire rising from the eyes of the hundred schools of thought.

In the changes of supernatural powers, there is naturally pure comprehension, with the perception of the world, it is also the Great Dao, it is also the supreme beauty, the supreme power, and the supreme power, besides, for the previous immortals who were empty and powerful and had no way, it was not enough to be the Dao; And for these opponents who are now carrying out the avenue, the fierce battle to the end is also a kind of respect.

They raised their fists again, and the calamity qi that had been circulating before rose again, but was suppressed by the purple qi.

The old Mai Dao man's voice was quiet and gentle:

"The previous battle was enough, and those who offended my world have all been punished, and now the battle is different."

The immortal god wanted to say something, but the old man smiled and raised a little, and said: "Don't you hear that the Tao has literature and martial arts, and the previous battles and battles were also martial arts, and now it is time to discuss the law with literary battles. ”

Those who have evil intentions and transgress the world are all dead!

The cowardly have retreated.

It is a stone of the mountain, which can be used to attack jade.

If you cut it, you can learn it, if you think about it, so that you can really become a great tool.

The old Mai Daoist pointed to the purple qi, and let these immortals with pure Dao hearts and unwilling hearts complete the final trial with the princes, it seems that casting a sword, and finally casting and sharpening an incomparably sharp blade, or in other words, only with such a strong power, can you have enough confidence to make an incomparably powerful opponent sit down and talk to you.

Mount Tai sealed Zen, so far, this heart has been cast.

And in the end, he chose to fight three battles to determine his luck, and the immortals naturally walked out of the highest realm.

There are three times in the world, Qiu is naturally one of them, and Li Zhai is one of them.

Just when the sons and hundreds of schools were arguing with each other, the old Taoist smiled slightly, his eyes fell, and the gods of the hundreds of schools of thought saw that there was a lazy Taoist, who was swaying while walking, it was Zhuang Zhou.

Zhuang Zhou seemed to sense something from the changes in the qi in an instant, and suddenly woke up.

Looking at the top of Mount Tai, he said, "Ah, I'm really drunk." ”

"Why did I go wrong and get here, I'm sorry, I went in the wrong direction, old man!"

He didn't hesitate, turned around and left, but the old Taoist stretched out his hand and grabbed the collar, lifted it, and threw it to the top of the mountain, as the last candidate to fight the Dao, a total of three Dao, this time facing the real immortal gods, it is finally no longer the way before, [prove strength with fists, prove etiquette with supernatural powers, and let the gods know what is called humility and sincerity through continuous beating].

It's really about the avenue.

In the third battle, the leader of the soldiers was sharp, and there was no doubt that he won.

Zhuang Zhou was lazy, and at the moment when he was about to win, he threw away his chess pieces freely and admitted defeat.

The immortal god was stunned, but he lost the heart of winning and losing, and sighed.

"It's already jumping out of the way of winning and losing, and I'm far inferior to such a detached heart."

And in the end, facing the master Qiu of this age, the immortal god found that no matter what kind of means he used, what kind of magical power and what kind of mysterious avenue, that Qiu's response was still unhurried, and he would always be different from himself.

It's a state of despair.

No matter how hard you try, the gap will always be so big.

Later, it was called "do as you want without exceeding the rules" by that Qiu.

At this time, it only made the proud innate spirit Dao heart almost collapse on the spot.

After all, I am ashamed.

But the three arguments were all one win, one loss and one draw.

Immortals and gods, sentient beings, yin and yang rotate, among which there are evil and greedy; There are those who sway from side to side like grass on the wall, and there are also those who are kind and strong.

The sons of the human world killed the first batch of immortals and repelled the second batch of immortals, and then won the respect and recognition of the immortals in the fairy world who really cultivated hard from their hearts, and the existence of the human race will finally not be underestimated by any existence.

The gods of the immortals and the sons agreed on the next Jiazi, and then the agreement to discuss the Tao with each other on this Mount Tai slowly retreated, and the aftermath of the heavenly realm from this time, it was still about to begin, and the sons surrounded the old Mai Fuzi, wanting to return to the world.

The old man just shook his head with a gentle smile and said, "No need. ”

He looked at the world, with nostalgia and nostalgia in his eyes, he had already felt that the qi was rising, stepping through the calamity, and it was not the most decisive killing to make the world and the heavenly court really become mortal enemies, but to kill a part, and make friends with the other part of the existence with a Taoist heart and a moral bottom line, and the calamity has been broken.

It was as if a star crossed the sky, and the old man felt the change of breath in the darkness at this time, and the sons were not ordinary ordinary metrics, they also felt the ethereal and real feeling, as if it was time to say goodbye today, as if today was the last time to see the old man.

It's as if this old man came to the world with some kind of mission, and now he has fulfilled his destiny and it's time to leave this world.

The old man smiled and said gently, "I promised Simon that there would be one last sermon." ”

He lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat on the majestic purple gas, the purple gas stretched in front of him, turning into a futon, all the sons saluted solemnly, sat down, the old man's eyes fell down, fell in the red dust, and said gently: "The sermon that day was always before the nine monuments, and many people felt regretful. ”

"I don't think I can hear the old man speak, but the Tao is difficult to tell, and I can only reluctantly describe it...... This sermon, right here, in front of everyone. ”

The old man lowered his eyes, before that, he told the Tao every seventeen years, and he had already told about the realm of the earth immortals, but now from this place, the old man's voice was gentle and quiet, and he continued to speak, and Ximen, who was looking through the scroll, was stunned, but he seemed to feel something, he strode out of the door and raised his head.

It's the old people who pass by, the children who laugh and play, and everyone who walks through this world.

They all stopped, feeling the voice in their hearts.

The grass and trees turn their leaves, the birds stop flapping their wings, and the golden monkey on the top of the tree pulls the branch with one hand and raises its head with wide eyes.

At this moment, everyone in the world heard the old man's gentle narration.

This sermon was directed at everyone in the world, to every living being, and people seemed to see that there was a gentle old man in front of him, talking to himself with a warm smile.

The avenue is not far from people.

The old green cow panted and chased after him.

[Yin] and [Xi] followed.

The avenue is subtle and mysterious, and it is not so cumbersome in the first place, and it will be finished quickly.

The old man's voice paused.

Then he spoke again, reciting the Tao Sutra that he had begun to write when he was a teenager and had not been completed until now, not much, not long, only 5,000 words, spread throughout the world, and kneaded the essence of the Tao he knew into the most ordinary words.

The world is quiet, above the sky, the purple qi is endless, why is it 30,000 miles?!

It's 300,000 li, 3,000,000 li!

It has completely shrouded the whole world, Ximen Dachong didn't know why, he burst into tears when he heard it, and all the sons of the hundred schools, the people in the world, all seemed to be fascinated, stunned for a long time, the sons came back to their senses, and only then murmured, "What a subtle mystery, what a great avenue of charm, Master, this is your ......"

Their voices paused, and the purple qi in front of them was still there, stretching and circulating, above the vastness of the world.

But he didn't see the gray-haired old man.

Laughter and admiration froze.

The sons stood here silently, Mount Tai was high, the snow was falling before, the heavens and the earth were bleak, the master was still there, they had experienced a fight and battle, they killed the gods, they talked with the immortals, they proved their way and direction, the blood was boiling, there was no fear!

Now the sun is shining brightly and the clouds are beautiful, but when the master leaves, they don't know why, they only feel a sense of loneliness.

The princes watched the purple qi gradually disperse, the sunlight flowed, and fell into the world, the red dust was already beautiful, and the golden ripples of the great rivers were even more dazzling, and I don't know who whispered:

"The world is so beautiful......"

They nodded silently.

Above the purple qi, in front of them, there was no one left.

No one stood before them, sheltered them from the wind and rain, and showed them the way forward.

They are already at the forefront.

It was the last time they saw the Master in their lives.

(End of chapter)