Zhao Yingyun stood in the shadows, looked up, he saw that dark clouds had appeared in the sky, and the dark clouds rolled out, rushing away the fire clouds, and then, he felt that there was rain falling.

One drop two drops, three drops four drops......

He reached out in the shadows under the eaves, the rain did not fall on his palm, but he felt the wind.

It was a cool breeze that blew down from the sky.

At this time, he saw a person rushing out from behind the Shen Zhong Palace, and the moment the person appeared first, he recognized that it was the person who had stopped him in the alley and had fought with him in a blue mask.

Lan Zhengyu is his name, when he was in the alley, he did not use the fire method, but the water method, but in this flame-filled Zhennan Pass, his water method must be greatly discounted.

However, if it is in the talisman he knots, there are other dharmas, and naturally there are also dharmas to be cast.

Of course, this is the time when the Imperial Treasure is the best.

He saw that Lan Zhengyu touched it from his sleeve, and there was an extra small sword in his hand, and the small sword was glowing with blue light.

Edgeworthiness can be practiced by everyone.

The blue sword light stabbed towards Ma Sanhu, but between Sumeru, he had already arrived in front of Ma Sanhe, and the people in front of the Shen Zhong Hall all arrived at this scene, and they all found that Ma Sanhu seemed to be a little powerless to resist, as if he had suffered an unknown dark injury.

However, at this moment, a drop of rain fell on the sword.

Almost no one saw the drop of rain, but the moment that drop of rain fell on the sword, it not only broke the magic light on the sword, but also made Lan Zhengyu feel like he was hit hard, he seemed to be punched in the back of the head.

This is a situation where the difference in strength is too large.

"Don't move, if you do, you'll die." Suddenly, a cold voice came from the sky.

Lan Zhengyu was intimidated by the words for a while, and he didn't dare to speak out.

However, someone spoke: "Tiandu Mountain, is this going to be a domineering thing and conquer the entire Guangyuan Mansion?" ”

The person who spoke was Xie Anlan, and he saw that the king of Zhennan, who had been on the side of Weizhen for decades, probably died like this, in addition to the shock at the beginning, there was a sense of kinship that sprung up with the death of a rabbit and a fox.

After hearing Xun Lanyin's words at this time, she couldn't help but speak.

"Lan Shaoxun colluded with the demons of the Thousand Mountains, and facilitated the assassination of the demons several times, and his crimes should be punished, and today he will only be punished."

Xun Lanyin's voice came from the sky again, and no one said anything for a while, because both Xun Lanyin and Zhao Chengyun were surrounded and killed by the people of Qianshan Country, as for whether it was the convenience provided by Lan Shaoxun to let them come in and help find Xun Lanyin and Zhao Yinyun, no one dared to say no.

It is normal for Tiandu Mountain to have such revenge, and some people even feel that this revenge came too late, if their own family started a war with other families, and there were frequent assassinations of important members of the family, they would have taken revenge long ago.

No one spoke, and there was a big wave in the sky, and the rain fell all over the sky, suppressing the fire in the entire pass.

Those waves seemed illusory and real, just rushing those Chiyan soldiers away, and then involving Ma Sanhu and the bronze Dao soldiers, and Zhao Yingyun took the opportunity to walk out at this time and strode into the air.

A wave swept in and swept him in, and the moment he entered the water, the gaze and the noise below disappeared.

He looked down and saw so many people in front of the Shen Zhong Hall looking up at the sky, no one dared to intercept him, and he couldn't help but feel a special emotion in his heart: Cultivation is everything in the cultivation world.

I saw a person walking towards the back of the Shen Zhong Hall again, it was Zhu Ke.

He looked up, but seemed to see a dark and deep sea, and then he saw Xun Lanyin.

At this moment, Xun Lanyin was like a goddess in the deep sea, her eyes were cold.

As soon as Xun Lanyin beckoned, the mysterious darkness of the sky was put into her hand, turned into a black bead, and disappeared with a clasp of her palm.

She did not take them back to Guangyuan Mansion, but went in the direction of Tiandu Mountain.

Under their feet were waves of water, and Ma Sanhu closed his eyes directly, not saying anything, as if he was in a state of flux.

Zhao Zhiyun felt that he had paid a great price for killing Lan Shaoxun.

As for why he returned to Tiandu Mountain, Zhao Yingyun felt that he might have to send Ma Sanhu back.

If at this time, if some more sieges are carried out and Ma Sanhu falls, it will be a huge loss for Tiandu Mountain.

When he returned to the sky above Tiandu Mountain, Ma Sanhu opened his eyes and said to Xun Lanyin: "Thank you Senior Sister Xun for your help." ”

"You and I are all the same door, and it is appropriate to advance and retreat together." After Xun Lanyin finished speaking, Ma Sanhu stood up, nodded, glanced at Zhao Yingyun again, nodded as well, and then stepped out, like stepping on the wind, towards his own dojo.

Zhao Yingyun was a little surprised in his heart by the politeness with which Ma Sanhu talked to Xun Shi, and the two of them seemed to be two people who were not familiar with each other at all.

But thinking of Ma Sanhu's character and Xun Shi's character, it is already rare for the two to be able to cooperate in Guangyuan Mansion.

"Master Xun, am I going to continue to go back to Guangyuan Mansion?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

"No, if you don't go back to Guangyuan Mansion, the affairs of Guangyuan Mansion will be handed over to others to do, and when you come back this time, you can practice in the mountains." Xun Lanyin said.

"Uh, why is that?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

"Because the people and things after Guangyuan Mansion are not suitable for you to deal with, and they are not suitable for me. And the fighting on the side of Nanling Mansion has also stopped. Xun Lanyin said.

The two of them had already landed at the Cockscomb Ridge, the clouds and water under their feet were scattered, and the scenery on the top of the mountain rushed into their eyes.

Zhao Yingyun looked at the bell hanging at the door of his stargazing cave and knew that it had not been taken back.

didn't say that Xun Lanyin was invited to sit in, but stood on the top of the mountain, blowing the mountain breeze, looking into the distance.

"Do you want to become a true disciple?" Xun Lanyin asked suddenly.

"Isn't there no so-called kinship in our Tiandu Mountain?" Zhao Yingyun asked.

"The true transmission is not a personal transmission, there is no such kind of master-apprentice personal transmission, but there is a secret method in the mountains, how can anyone learn it? So many people who enter the upper courtyard after building the foundation can enter the Tibetan Dharma Building to learn the Fa, and they can listen to the Tao and discuss the mysteries, but it is impossible for them to know the secret transmission in the mountains. ”

"Even if you become a true disciple, you must not publicize it." Xun Lanyin said warningly.

"Yes, the disciple wants to become a true legend!" Zhao Yingyun said happily in his heart, and his face couldn't help grinning.

He was sure that Master Xun and the three Ma households must be true inheritances, otherwise they would not be so much stronger than other people in the same realm.

Even Lan Shaoxun, who is known as an invincible opponent in the same realm, can also be killed.

"Don't be too happy, I just think that with your talent and the merits you have made in recent years, you are qualified to become a true disciple." Xun Lanyin said.

Zhao Yingyun smiled, but he felt that since Master Xun had already said it, then the opportunity might be great.

"Later, you will go to the Immeasurable Courtyard and eliminate your mission." After Xun Lanyin finished speaking, she took a step into the air, and her body turned into a ray of water and disappeared quickly.

Zhao Chengyun went to the Infinite Courtyard, and then walked around the Xiangbei Mountain, where the Upper Courtyard was located, and found that the mountain was still like this, and the atmosphere of cultivation was very strong, and it seemed that it had not been affected by some battles outside the mountain.

He thought in his heart, yes, in the mountains is a place to pursue peace, and when he is outside physically and mentally nervous to do things of killing, when he returns to the mountains, he naturally wants to watch the clouds and listen to Lin Tao, and read the Taoist scriptures and discuss the mysteries.

In this way, he started his cultivation path in Jiguanling again, and as for who would take over from Guangyuan Mansion, he didn't inquire.

Every day when he practiced at the top of the mountain, there was naturally movement, Jiguanling was the highest mountain nearby, and after he came back to practice, this mountaintop, there was a period of time during the day and night, and the sun was dazzling.

At night, when the sky is dark, you can also see a light in the sky, blooming in the sky.

Refining the Red Flame Divine Lamp is not only to ingest the essence of the sun, but also to temper it at night. It's like striking iron has to be forged repeatedly.

However, because he left Guangyuan Mansion, there was no way to refine the Chiyan Divine Lamp in the temple of Zhu Ke, so he searched for it in the mountains.

Fortunately, the spells of the Red Flame Divine Monarch have never been unpopular, and there are monks in the mountains who have established an altar by themselves as a place to practice.

Zhao Yingyun because he cultivates the Pure Yang Treasure Book, although the magic weapon is called the Chiyan Divine Lamp, but the method of cultivation is not the path of Chiyan, so his cultivation place does not need to build an altar, otherwise, he will also have to build it, so his cultivation will naturally be much faster.

So he borrowed someone else's altar to sacrifice the lamp.

In the blink of an eye, the sacrifice has reached the ninth time, and there is no need to come here again after this time, because after this time, this Red Flame Divine Lamp is a magic weapon.

Zhao Yingyun stood on the edge of the altar, and the lamp was placed in the middle of the altar by him.

This altar resembles a sundial, which is very mysterious.

On the Red Flame Divine Lamp, at this time, there was a faint line that looped through the runes inside.

It was as if a vine had grown from the base of the lamp, and this vine passed through a series of runes, and these runes were like leaves growing on this vine, circling the top in circles.

And if you look closely, you will find that at each node of the vine connecting the runes, something like a root grows, and this tendrils seeps into the depths of the lamp body, where there is a little crimson tightly wrapped around the roots.

Section by section, there are already roots growing at the nodes of the eight rune leaves.

And the last section is at the top wick, where a knot is to be formed to truly bind the Red Flame Spirit.

The Red Flame Lamp is on the altar.

It was noon.

The light of the sun fell on the flames, and the void seemed to burn, reaching up to the sky, and invisible flames burned in the sky.

Zhao Chengyun closed his eyes, his consciousness went deep into the body of the lamp, and his magic thoughts outlined a series of 'ring' talismans again and again, binding the red flame divine fire that seemed to be furious, but these were all false fires, he didn't feel right, it shouldn't be like this, if so, there would be no difference from the previous eight times.

But this time, unlike the previous eight times, this time he felt that the flame had come to life, as if it had come to life, and the 'flame' seemed to realize that someone was binding him, so he wanted to struggle away.

He vaguely felt a tremendous force, wanting to break free from the restraints and rush into the sky.

And the eight ring talismans that had been refined before were tightly imprisoned with the lamp body.

He knew that when he reached a critical moment, he would never be able to relax, and his consciousness explored the depths of the flames and sensed the source of power.

Because he knew very well that only by finding the source of the power of the flame and binding it could he be regarded as binding the Red Flame Divine Monarch who had fallen on the lamp.

He felt like he had entered a sea of fire.

He searched, in the sea of fire, and continued to go deeper, relying on the induction of the previous eight sacrifices, he found himself in a place, in the fire mist in front of him, a huge bronze tree stood there, the height of the tree was not many feet, and on that tree was a small sun perched one by one.

The sun was golden and red, dazzling and dazzling, and the bottom one of them found Zhao Yingyun, so it moved.

As soon as it moved, Zhao Yingyun found that the other party was a bird, which was the mythical golden crow divine bird, and in his heart it was a symbol of the sun.

It seemed to be offended and desecrated, and the moment it saw Zhao Yingyun, it flapped its wings, and at this moment, the overwhelming golden light and flames surged.

Zhao Yingyun felt that he was going to be burned to ashes at this moment, but he still sketched in the void for the first time, drawing circles one by one.

"Bound God!"

This is Zhao Yingyun's refining of the Red Flame Divine Lamp again and again, and comprehending the spell from that ring talisman.

When the golden crow divine bird flapped its wings, there was only a splendor in his eyes, and he could not see anything, and his god-binding spell fell towards the most brilliant place by instinct.

He felt a fierce struggle, and once again sketched the runes and recited the incantation.

"Bound God!"

After seven times in a row, the dazzling light finally began to converge, and the strength of the huge struggle weakened a lot, and he did not have the feeling of being broken free at any time.

So in his consciousness, he returned with the golden bird and divine bird bound by his own spell, and his consciousness fell back into the lamp.

In an instant, the flame floating outside the lamp quickly shrank towards the lamp.

And on the lamp, not only the lamp has turned golden, but the lamp body has changed in an instant, and there is gold and red in the blue-black glaze.

Zhao Yingyun opened his eyes, he felt extremely tired, his mouth was dry, he felt that the water in his body was going to be evaporated, even if he was a pure yang treasure of cultivation, he also had a feeling that his body was about to catch fire.

He hurriedly took out the manna pill, which was the elixir he specially bought to nourish the body, swallowed five in one go, a coolness emanated from the body, and the whole person slowly cooled down, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and then looked at the lamp in front of him.

The first thing he saw was the flame, which turned golden red, and when he gazed, he saw that there seemed to be a bird perched in it.

It was like the golden crow bird perched on the huge bronze tree he had seen earlier.

He thought of a myth in his mind, a god who did not belong to this world, and perhaps an ancient myth that belonged to this world.

"The east of Penglai, the mountain of Daiyu, there is the tree of Fusang, the tree is ten feet high, ten birds inhabit on it, it is the essence of the day, and a bird parades the world every day for the sun......"

This is the myth of the sun in his heart, but he has just seen it, it is an illusion, and it is still real?

Zhao Zhiyun did not know.