Talking about the past, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but chuckle.

"The Ancestor of the Heavenly Fall Sect is a flying general of the Divine Realm, and the inheritance of the natural extraordinary martial arts can be compared, if it weren't for the fact that the Scattered Cloud Palm Sect had no intention of fighting with the two of us back then, I am afraid that we would only become the fastest to fall Immortal Realm cultivators."

"Do you mean that this Sword of Calamity is from the current Celestialfall? I haven't seen it for 300 years, and I don't know what the skyfall looks like today. ”

Yuan Tiangang didn't expect that Heavenly Dao not only fabricated a person who should be robbed, but also gave this person a complete life course.

"In the skyfall of the year, there were only six of the seven stars, and now, the shaking light has returned to its place."

Li Chunfeng has been walking in the world all year round, and he has always paid attention to the ups and downs of the skyfall.

"In three hundred years, has the remaining vein of Skyfall been born? Such a young branch, a thousand years later, the skyfall is still flourishing. ”

Li Chungang sighed a little, a thousand years is enough for a sect from birth to destruction, until it disappears in people's memory, but the skyfall is still standing and growing.

"I guessed that Senior Brother would think so, but the time when this seventh vein appeared, that is, the kung fu of the past few years."

Seeing that Yuan Tiangang, who knew everything, also made mistakes, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but feel good.

"Senior brother, speaking of this Shaking Light Emperor, even you and I have to sigh with emotion, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves."

Li Chunfeng sold Guanzi, and Mance spoke in an orderly manner.

"The current head of Shaking Light Peak, Liu Bailu, is also the founder of Shaking Light Peak, and it is impossible to verify where he was born. Twenty years ago, when she was still a child, she climbed to the top of the skyfall alone, stood out in the competition of thousands of people, and worshiped under the Xuanmen of the Sect of Zhangjiao.

Three years later, in the disciple qualifying competition, she easily defeated all her opponents and won the championship.

In the year of Xuan, Liu Bailu traveled down the mountain, and in three years, the prestige of the Twin Heavens Witch resounded throughout the rivers and lakes. Senior brother, when we were fifteen years old, did we have the courage to go to the depths of the Endless Sea alone?

In the year of Tao Li, Liu Bailu returned from a wandering tour and proposed to the master to open up the seventh vein, and the master only sent the rest of the five vein masters to come to learn from her when she was young and frivolous, but she never thought that the five people working together could not hold a cup of tea under her, which made everyone who was also out of the body very frustrated.

But even if the head of the sect personally took action, he still couldn't dampen his spirit, and in this way, a twenty-year-old Heavenly Fall Imperial Head was born, and the Twin Heavens Witch also became the Shaking Light Goddess.

And our Sword of Calamity is the only disciple of this Shaking Light Leader. ”

Li Chunfeng's description is very simple, but the simpler it is, the deeper Yuan Tiangang's brows will wrinkle, and the twenty-year-old out-of-body realm has never been seen in ancient and modern times.

Even if his senior brother and brother are talented, they only entered the out-of-body realm at the age of not being confused, just because there are too many variables in the realm of divine movement.

In the realm of divine movement, the most important direction of cultivation will no longer be the improvement of cultivation, but the cultivation of the soul, and the realm of forgetting one's divine consciousness will be divine movement.

At this level, the powerful divine consciousness has brought about the continuous evolution of spiritual power, and it has reached the point where it can anticipate the enemy's opportunity and even surrender without a fight.

What's more, they can interfere with other people's thinking, tamper with other people's memories, and read what others are thinking with the help of special divine consciousness cultivation.

However, no one has yet been able to connect the real world with the dream world and realize the overlapping interaction of the two worlds.

Therefore, people tend to stay in the realm of divine movement for a long time, and most of those monks who are born with weak divine consciousness will not be able to reach a higher level in their lifetime.

The cultivation of the divine consciousness and soul is often accompanied by extremely high dangers, and the slightest carelessness will cause irreparable damage to the spirit, fall into madness, and monks who go crazy abound, and countless monks are stopped from the door of the out-of-body period in this way.

Moreover, after reaching the out-of-body period, the life span of the monks is greatly extended, and the age of 100 years is still in the youth stage for them. For example, although the Imperial Head of Tianxuan Peak has spent forty-six years, it is still peerless and beautiful.

"From this point of view, Heavenly Dao really didn't arrange a person to come and prevaricate the original prophecy, then this catastrophe will definitely not be as simple as an ordinary change of dynasty."

After listening to Li Chunfeng's words, Yuan Tiangang also felt that a depressing feeling of mountain rain was about to come all over Chang'an City.

"Therefore, Senior Brother implores Senior Brother to help me rescue the thousands of people in Chang'an City, they should not bear this unwarranted disaster, even if there will be heavier punishment and suppression in the future of Heavenly Dao, Senior Brother is willing to bear it alone."

Li Chunfeng pleaded with Yuan Tiangang, but he didn't want Yuan Tiangang to laugh happily.

"Hahaha, junior brother, over the past few hundred years, you have been contaminated with the emotions of many mortals, what do you say that one person bears, as long as the senior brother is still alive, where is there a reason for the junior brother to bear it."

"Senior brother, are you willing to ......?"

Before Li Chunfeng's excited words were finished, Yuan Tiangang took it again.

"In the past few hundred years, I have traveled to the sea of books, and I have almost forgotten my wish to become an immortal. But I always remember that the shackles imposed on my body by the Heavenly Dao, and so on, we will only get farther and farther away from the gate of the Immortal Road, and after wasting our time, it will still be a piece of dust and smoke, and this time, maybe it will be a rare opportunity for us to break the shackles.

Come, let me see, three hundred years have passed, what kind of realm has the cultivation of the junior disciple regressed. ”

After that, Yuan Tiangang took the lead in returning to the mural on the wall, and Li Chunfeng also jumped into the sea of clouds in the painting.

In the hall of the Mahavira Treasure, the Zen Master of the Buddha Buddha put down the Buddha beads in his hand, and his eyes could see that the snowflakes falling in the sky carried some kind of indescribable ominous aura, which was a danger that had never been engraved in the blood and bones of human beings, and because of this, when it came, human beings could not find its strangeness.

But the Buddha who has been passed down through the ages can see that in that era of desolation, the Buddha suppressed one after another strange beasts with this kind of breath, and opened up a pure land in the western world, so this snow still can't float into the Great Mercy Temple today.

"Tell the pilgrims who are still worshipping the Buddha in the temple that it is inconvenient to walk outside due to heavy snowfall, and the Great Ci'en Temple can provide food and lodging for everyone, please stay in the temple for a few days, and then go back after the ice and snow melt."

Sora Shi instructed a small novice beside him, who didn't know why the Zen master wanted to keep the pilgrims, but he still trotted to inform them.

In the depths of the palace, it was still pitch black, and the light from the outside world was tightly blocked out, and it could not enter the threshold.

Xie Linlan is still sitting on the high platform, on the vague ground under his feet, the thousands of soldiers under his command are constantly changing formations, they are running from south to north, from east to west, never stopping, this is Xie Linlan's cultivation method, with soldiers into the Tao, he alone, is a legion.

When there are no visitors, there will be bright sky light to illuminate all directions, but even so, this place is bare, except for Xie Linlan himself and his thousands of soldiers, there is nothing else.

seemed to feel some unprovoked changes, and a panic rose in Xie Linlan's heart that he had never felt before. This Chinese military god, who dared to face thousands of troops alone and was still in his chest, felt a feeling of being unable to grasp it for the first time in his life.

He rose with the Fuxia Dynasty, and was the first person to erect the Fuxia Monument, and his fate has been closely linked to the hot land under his feet, if there is really anything that can make him feel flustered, it must be that the foundation of Fuxia will be shaken.

So, he stepped off the platform, walked out of this space, came to the threshold of the Fengjiang platform, and opened the door that had been closed for a long time.

He looked up, and the sharp eyes hidden in the darkness caught the strangeness hidden in the snowflakes, and the panic that rose in his heart came from these strange snowflakes.

His right hand rested on the hilt of the knife at his waist, and the knife that had once drunk the blood of the enemy and was still dusty was also exuding a slight tremble.

"Finally, we were able to fight side by side again."

Xie Linlan brought up an iron mask, put on a hat, and held the ring head knife at his waist, walked out of the gate of the Fengjiang Terrace, and walked into the heavy snow.

In the deep pit of the Daming Palace, the sacrifices of fanatical believers continued, and I don't know how many people jumped into the colorful lake with a mechanical cheer like marionettes, and the boiling water quickly annihilated them, leaving no bones behind.

Around the lake, there was still a long and endless procession, and there was no trace of gleam in their paralyzed eyes, not knowing that their lives were coming to an end.

In the crowd, there were two more men and women whose eyes moved slightly, and their movements were a little messy, that is, their humanity was still struggling, trying to break free on the road to Huangquan. Despite this, their steps were controlled and kept moving forward, and they saw that they had reached the edge of the lake.

They are Ye Zhongtao and Ning Tongyue, the husband and wife that Qingya has been looking for. Three years have passed since they were imprisoned in the court dispute, and in the past three years, like all the prisoners in the prison, they have been forced to drink a colored water every day, and as this strange liquid continues to be consumed, more and more people have lost their own minds and become puppets who blindly follow the instructions of others.

Maybe it's because their physique is better and not completely controlled, but as the dosage continues to increase, their consciousness is becoming more and more confused.

Finally, today, a man in a black robe, chanting a mysterious incantation, brought all the prisoners from the prison down a tunnel to this deep pit, filling the nine strange lakes with their lives.