In this hazy and mysterious place, Li Ping'an couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the empty Ming Daoist.

This old Taoist was dressed in an elegant dark robe, carrying a coat made of floating dust and black gauze, his face was ruddy and red, and he looked at Li Ping'an with a smile.

"Master ......"

"Hey, you can't be called an ancestor!"

The angry voice of the empty Ming Dao came:

"Poor Dao didn't give you too many things, but it just happened that you were in the Linzheng Immortal Dynasty, and then followed your father to Wanyun Sect to get married.

"Peace, Poor Dao is leaving, come and say goodbye to you and thank you."

The tip of Li Ping'an's nose was slightly sour.

The so-called departure is probably the separation of life and death.

But his father didn't call him out.

Kongming Daoist had already arrived in front of Li Ping'an, raised his hand to hold Li Ping'an's arm, and asked gently, "What have you been busy with lately?" ”

"I'm preparing for Heavenly Court and doing some refining things."

Li Ping'an felt the warmth transmitted from the palm of the empty Ming Daoist, and he couldn't tell for a while, whether this was a dream or an illusion.

Heavenly Dao did not warn.

He said: "I was swallowed by the power of the Heavenly Dao before, although I was given the treasure pill by the Taiqing Sect Master, and I was saved from the pain of petrification for hundreds of years, but in the past three years, I have not been able to practice, and I can only accumulate some understanding. ”

"Alas......"

Kong Ming's old eyes were a little helpless.

"Although the poor Dao has become a golden immortal, it is just a mayfly in the general trend of this heaven and earth.

"In the face of the Great Sect, the Golden Immortal is just a tree-shaking grasshopper, and it is a pity that he saw the Heavenly Court of the Human Race come out, but he failed to help you too much."

"Master, you have given us a lot of ......"

Li Ping'an took a light breath and said with a smile:

"If it weren't for your care, my father would not have risen so quickly, and I would not have been able to embark on the path of cultivation.

"Master, if you still have any wishes, or regrets that you can't let go, you can give them to your disciples...... Disciple ......"

"Okay, okay, don't be an idiot and be sad, this doesn't match your identity as the Emperor of Heaven."

Kongming Daoren smiled and patted Li Ping'an's arm, and said slowly:

"What I can't let go of is actually Linghua and your father, so I came here to ask you for a few words.

"After I leave, Linghua Dao's heart is afraid that there will be some fluctuations, it is better to let her come to your side as a guard, her cultivation is above me, and her fighting skills are also above me, if she hadn't pulled me out of the pile of dead people again and again, there would be no Wanyun Sect.

"Linghua and I are not married, but we are just Taoist companions, and it is also because we feel that this is enough."

Li Ping'an said: "Yes, the disciple wrote it down." ”

"And then there's your father."

There was a little worry in the eyebrows of the empty Ming Dao people:

"I don't know what's going on with your father and son, why you can be calm when you encounter something, but your father is a reckless man in his bones, and sometimes he rushes straight up regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

"Alas, although he is an atmospheric carrier, the atmospheric carrier is not a ten-out means of saving his life, and there is a line of variables in the Heavenly Dao.

"You still have to remind him more in the future, think calmly and think more about things, and think twice before acting.

"But ......"

Kong Ming Daoren smiled dumbly: "Dazhi is really good at earning spirit stones, but in the past six months, he has shown me nine ways to earn spirit stones, which is really an eye-opener for the poor Dao, hahahaha!" ”

Li Ping'an laughed twice.

The people of the empty Ming Dao looked at the warm yellow sky, looked at the sunset in the distance, and were slightly distracted.

"When gone."

"Master ......"

Li Ping'an was about to bow his head and kneel down, but he was calculated by the empty Ming Daoist and grabbed Li Ping'an's arm in advance.

"Don't be like this, you are the Emperor of Heaven, or the Emperor of the Human Race, and the Emperor of the Human Race should not kneel to anyone."

"Master, you ......"

"I don't have anything to give you before I leave, I have done one thing in the past six months, that is, as I did in those robes back then, I condensed all my feelings into a little aura, which can help my disciples gain a lot of insights."

The empty Ming Daoist said softly:

"I originally wanted to leave it to your father, but your father is not far from the Golden Immortal Realm, his cultivation qualifications, his own perception are very sufficient, and he has the protection of great luck.

"These disciples of mine, the dead are dead, scattered, Tingyun is already a golden immortal, and those four are still guilty bodies.

"Thinking about it, this perception of the Cloud Avenue is left to you, but it is the most suitable.

"Peace, meditate."

"Thank you."

Li Ping'an bowed his head and said nothing, and sat cross-legged next to the pool and under the banyan tree.

A ray of light and shadow swayed, and the empty Ming Daoist raised his hand and pointed out a little cyan light.

The light continued to surround Li Ping'an's body, sprinkling a little starlight and merging into Li Ping'an's eyebrows.

After doing this, the corners of Kongming Daoren's mouth showed a somewhat kind smile.

Li Ping'an was already immersed in his feelings and couldn't extricate himself, but he still opened his eyes and looked at this old man.

"Go back!"

The empty Ming Daoist smiled freely, turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, chanting in his mouth and the wind under his feet.

"Humanity is brilliant, the way of heaven is boundless, and the devil's way is dangerous, protect me from the sky.

"My generation refines qi and condenses the true meaning, not trying to live the same life as heaven and earth.

"Don't want to live the same life...... Heaven and earth. ”

The figure faded and dissipated from the edge of the cliff, and the dream receded like a tide, and the pictures returned to peace.

Behind the desk.

Li Ping'an held a jade pen, and a drop of fairy ink smeared from the paper.

He was full of feelings, but there was a little more bloodshot in his eyes, and he sat in the chair with his eyes a little straight.

Wen Ling'er hurriedly asked, "Little Ancestor, what's wrong?" Is it because you miss Senior Sister Ning Ning too much? ”

Li Ping'an opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, but Elder Yan Sheng, Wei Yanzi and Gao Xu, two deacons, hurriedly left outside the door, and rushed to the house.

"Peace, I just got a message from inside the door, patriarch...... The Patriarch Immortal is gone! ”

"I see."

Li Ping'an raised his head and squeezed his eyes hard, and sighed softly:

"Take me back to the mountain gate."

……

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit followed Li Ping'an very dutifully.

She was awakened by the Dao Yun when Elder Yan Sheng came, and then she found that Li Ping'an was going out, in line with the principle of 'taking care of the Heavenly Emperor's nephew', the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit carried the Sword of Killing Immortals, directly cut through the world, and took Li Ping'an and Yan Shengwei Yanzi and others to arrive outside the gate of Zhuyun Sect Mountain together.

There are still a large number of scattered cultivators outside the mountain gate.

In just half a year's effort, there is a densely populated town outside the Casting Cloud Sect, where tens of thousands of scattered cultivators are stationed, and there are also many scattered cultivators here.

Li Ping'an was not in the mood to watch more of these.

With a heavy cloud Dao Dao feeling in his heart, he hurriedly entered the mountain gate with a few people and rushed towards the main hall.

Kongming Daoist is Li Dazhi's master, and Li Ping'an also put on a light white linen robe and tied a white cloth belt on his arm according to Dongzhou's rules today.

Yan Sheng, Wei Yanzi and others are all like this.

The turtle spirit voice asked, "Master nephew, do I dress like this?" ”

Li Ping'an, who was immersed in sadness, was almost broken by her words.

"No," Li Ping'an said, "you can just wander around the mountain gate." ”

"I'll follow you, I'll just do a trick," Turtle Ling said, "Think about the last time that mosquito sneaked up to attack you, it was still quite dangerous, and your strength is still too weak now." ”

Li Ping'an nodded in response, and when he turned his head to look, the dexterous girl behind him became transparent, as if a bubble was following him.

Entering the main hall, a low whimper came into his ears, and everywhere were the original Wanyun Sect immortals dressed in vegetarian clothes.

"Peace...... Cough. ”

Li Dazhi cleared his throat so that his voice didn't sound so hoarse:

"Come back so quickly, come and see off your ancestor."

Li Ping'an hurried to his father's side, didn't look at the patriarch disciples much, and bowed his head to the coffin.

"The ancestor just went to me," Li Ping'an said in a low voice, "I have been left with a lot of insights......

"He told me about this before, saying that he wanted to leave this insight to you."

Li Dazhi patted Li Ping'an's arm, and in turn comforted his son:

"You don't have to worry too much, your ancestor doesn't have any regrets, he just wants you to have less trouble and practice faster.

"Qi refiners all pursue a free and easy, if they can't even comprehend life and death, they can't really enter the realm of immortality.

"Say hello to your uncles."

Li Ping'an made a gesture to the four people kneeling on the side.

The three old men and an old woman hurriedly got up and said yes, saying "Don't dare to give the emperor a salute that day."

Then Li Ping'an went to the corner to meditate, closed his eyes and accepted the many insights given by the empty Ming Daoist.

He suddenly remembered something.

The Kongming Daoist once gave him a piece of cloth, which had an extremely obscure Dao rhyme, which should have been left by a certain Terran master.

It's just that Li Ping'an has not been able to understand anything.

Gradually, Li Ping'an entered the realm of enlightenment, as if the way of heaven had also made it convenient for him, and the power of the backlash did not block him from participating in the realm of enlightenment.

——Actually, it's because this is a lifelong perception directly given by the old Dao of Kongming, not a direct perception of the many avenues wrapped in the Heavenly Dao, so it can be directly accepted by bypassing the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Generally speaking, this kind of perception and acceptance does not work very well.

Although they are the same cultivators of the Dao of Clouds, each person's Dao foundation is different, and the path they have achieved when they become immortals is also different.

But now, Li Ping'an faintly feels that such a feeling seems to be inexhaustible, and the road of clouds goes from shallow to deep, and the way of clouds runs between heaven and earth.

Even, there are many perceptions that surpass the Dao realm of the Empty Ming Daoist himself.

'Could it be that there is someone superior to help you?' ’

Li Ping'an thought of Teacher Yun Zhongzi, but he didn't know how to verify the matter.

At this moment, he can only stop thinking and feel the cultivation.

According to Kongming Daoren's advice yesterday, his funeral was very simple, and after the body was cold and the immortal power was completely dispersed, the matter of burning the corpse began.

The pale white real fire began to beat;

Streams of spiritual energy broke free from the confinement of the Dao body and spread towards heaven and earth.

All the disciples of the Zhuyun Sect did the same thing and sent the founding patriarch of the Wanyun Sect to the mountain.

There have been no miracles in the past six months.

The fall of the human master is an irreversible process, whether the magic trick can be successfully performed is restricted by various factors, and once successful, it will be abandoned by the Great Dao, there is no way to turn around, and it is impossible to reincarnate in any way.

The Fountain of Youth, which is only used for healing, is to use the vitality of the user itself to reshape the soul of the Dao body.

The matter of falling demons is to exchange the original vitality for a temporary surge in combat power.

It can be said that Kong Ming was preparing for today's death half a year ago.

What Li Ping'an is most worried about is whether his father will be hit by the departure of Master Kongming.

He still knows his father well.

Today, Li Dazhi behaved lightly, and he was busy greeting the guests who came to mourn, except for the red circles under his eyes and his hoarse voice, he couldn't see much sadness.

When it was quiet in the dead of night and the guests returned, and the Zhuyun Sect returned to calm, Li Ping'an carried two pots of good wine and rushed to the inner hall of Zhuyun Hall.

Li Dazhi seemed to have expected that Li Ping'an would come over, so he took Xiao Yue away in advance, took the initiative to find a topic, and said with a smile:

"When will your Heavenly Dao rebellion end? I just wanted to pass on the gong to you, but it came to an abrupt end. ”

"There are still two and a half years," Li Ping'an put the wine on the table and said with a smile, "Let's drink some together, I'll accompany you." ”

"Yo, when I was in my hometown, you criticized me when you saw me drinking, and now you know that you have a drink with you? I've grown up. ”

Li Dazhi kicked on cloth shoes, put on a robe, and said twice before sitting down at the table.

"There's wine and no food, you're here."

"Who said there was no food," Li Ping'an took out a few cold dishes from his sleeve.

"It seems that you have been prepared," Li Dazhi squinted and smiled, "What's the matter, I'm afraid that your father will cry, so I came here to coax your father?" This is not necessary, but your father and I are also a high-grade immortal, the head of the great sect, how can I do such a gaffe? ”

Li Ping'an opened the wine jug and handed it to his father.

Li Dazhi sneered, took the wine and took a sip, pinched two peanuts, and exclaimed:

"It's really good wine."

A moment later.

Li Dazhi's eyes were red, and he held the wine jug and said in a trembling voice:

"Really, really peaceful, I have never seen such a good person as your ancestor.

"I don't want you to do anything, I just want you to learn all his skills, pass them on, and let people know that he is here.

"Your ancestor's only wish is to leave his name on the wall of the heroes and martyrs...... I've done this for him! If the emperor doesn't allow it, I'll open a separate wall for him! ”

Another moment.

Li Dazhi raised his head and sighed, tears were hot:

"I'm just this one, this one, and I treat him as my father...... At the beginning, I wanted to coax him to lie to him, I am really not human! I'm not human! ”

"Hey, Dad! Don't beat yourself! ”

"I'm fine, I just hate, hate me for half a year."

Li Dazhi raised his head and took a long sip of wine, threw the third empty wine jug aside, and picked up the fourth jug.

"What a good person your ancestor is!"

"Well," Li Ping'an said, "Dad, you can release your emotions, don't hurt yourself." ”

"I'm fine! It's true! ”

Li Dazhi took a breath, regained his composure, raised his hand and took a pill, and his eyes quickly returned to clear.

"You just came here, in the past six months, I have done some tutorials, and I just happened to teach you the way of heaven today.

"You sit down, I will go out of my body into your spiritual platform, just relax my mind, I have practiced with them many times."

Li Ping'an turned his head to look at the corner on the side, where there was a vague transparent bubble.

"Dad, if we don't teach another day, it doesn't seem to be ...... today."

"Woohoo! This heavenly master is here! ”

A beam of light flew out of Li Dazhi's brows, turning into a three-inch miniature chubby Taoist and drilling straight into Li Ping'an's chest.

Li Ping'an suddenly felt the location of his spiritual platform, and his mind moved, and he quickly sank into his own primordial spirit.

The Yuan Shen seemed to be petrified, giving Li Ping'an a sense of stiffness and imprisonment, but the Yuan Shen was still barely able to move.

Li Dazhi's Yuan Shen looked around, and suddenly sighed softly, pointing to the clear blue sky above.

"What about the Heavenly Dao?"

"In ...... ...... above"

Li Ping'an's Yuan Shen spoke a little hard:

"These are my cloud dao insights...... Shizu ...... Give me...... ......"

"Then I'll go up and have a look!"

Li Dazhi rushed into the air.

Li Ping'an's Yuan Shen seemed to have turned on the special effect of 'slowing down sixteen times', slowly rising into the air, and rushing towards the clouds with difficulty.

Beside the father and son, the transparent bubble floated over.

The Turtle Spirit Holy Mother pinched her smooth little chin and groaned a few times, her big eyes flickered and blinked, and there was a little sly light in them.

Although it's a bit unruly;

But she's so curious!

Just look at a little bit and see what the father and son are doing, anyway, they will definitely not be able to find her, the Da Luo Jin Immortal.

The figure of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit flashed, turned into a little light, and rushed into Li Ping'an's chest.

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[PS: The third update! ] In December, I worked hard to rank the monthly pass, updated 8,000 words every day, and the monthly pass increased by 1,000 and owed one more, and it was paid off within two months! 】

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