When Sang Luo walked to the vicinity of the Floating Life Tower, he saw a young man in a cyan robe not far away.

This Ji Qingfeng in the red dust is much calmer than the young man in the world where she lives, but at the age of more than 100 years, she actually has a beard and hair, and she has the momentum of a generation of grandmasters.

Fortunately, he was born handsome, and this point is commensurate with his hair, but it is even more fairy-like.

Sensing the arrival of Sangluo, Ji Qingfeng in his youth turned his head, looked at the bright and flamboyant girl in green clothes, and smiled at her,

"I don't know if you still remember, when the Seven Sects Conference, you and I had a one-sided relationship."

Sang Luo took the Fengli sword and jumped down from the sword, the salty sea breeze blew, and she took up her clothes and raised her clothes lightly, she was very honest,

"I'm not the Sangluo of the day, I'm from another red dust."

Ji Qingfeng was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but there was not much surprise, she looked at Sang Luo,

"I didn't expect you to be so honest."

Sang Luo is slightly raised eyebrows,

"I think with your insight and cleverness, you should have guessed some, rather than you and I wasting time suspicious of each other, it is better for me to find out directly."

Ji Qingfeng listened and smiled in a low voice, looking at Sang Luo,

"Senior Sister Sang is free and straightforward, I won't beat around the bush, this ethereal array of the human and demon front, please help."

Mulberry falls on his head,

"It's nature."

The bloody war between people and demons on the Canglan coast lasted for a hundred years, and even the smell of blood was in the soil, and when the sea breeze blew, the reddish sea water poured in, and the sky was full of blood, and there was no grass in a radius of thousands of miles.

Ji Qingfeng had already prepared the formation stones, and Sang Luo had been sealing with him for three days, and finally set up this ethereal array on this Canglan coast.

The formation stretched for thousands of miles, purifying the demonic aura in the sky.

The ethereal array opened, and within ten years, the mountains and forests near the Canglan Sea would reappear the scene of birds and beasts rampant.

Sang Luo looked at the floating tower, which was still sealed with the Twelve Ancient Demon Emperors.

And this floating tower also bears the flesh and blood soul of her ancestors, masters, and two generations.

She raised her hand to touch the lines of the Floating Life Tower, closed her eyes slightly, and for a moment, there seemed to be a blood resonance, and she saw the scene before the blood sacrifice of the Master.

In the surging sea of blood, the people of Tsing Yi Dao used blood as a sacrifice to suppress the twelve ancient demon emperors, and the spiritual breath outside the floating tower went vertically and horizontally, and the demon soldiers were killed and injured countless times.

The moment he turned into a dome light, there was a light smile in his eyes, and he could only leave a sentence,

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night!"

Sang Luo muttered softly,

"Chaowen said, you can die at night."

But what is the Tao?

She knew that Shizun had trapped herself on the snowfall peak all these years because she couldn't get out of the shadow of Yun Huan and Yu Ze's death in Liudao Mountain, and because she was ashamed in her heart and gave birth to demons, she had been unable to cultivate the Taishang Forgetfulness Avenue all these years.

Even on Cangyun Mountain, when the ancestor appeared, he couldn't help him repair his Dao heart and practice the last form of the Taishang Forgetful Sword Technique, what was it that made him have an epiphany?

Shizun's cultivation is stagnant, not because of talent, let alone a bottleneck in cultivation, but because of the Dao heart.

In this world, the most difficult thing to repair is the Dao heart.

So Sang Luo turned his head to look at Ji Qingfeng and asked him,

"What is the Word?"

Ji Qingfeng is the first person of the younger generation to realize the Taoist heart.

He should know what the Word is.

Ji Qingfeng chuckled as he listened, looked at Sang Luo and said,

"Tao is love."

Sang Luo frowned as he listened,

"Love?"

The second more ~

Today I heard a super nice song called Yuanshui Ballad, the thief is so good~Great Love River Map~

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