Taiyang Zhenjun looked at his beloved disciples, and his eyes were red.

He looked up, looked at the blue sky, and sighed softly.

Venerable Meng Ling and the other four knew that Master Venerable was really furious this time. They lay on the ground, as if they had been choked by a large, invisible hand, and did not dare to make any more noise. Not to mention begging for mercy for yourself.

Time seems to have frozen. The four of them held their breath and did not dare to move. Cold sweat on his face was like a bead with a broken thread, and he fell to the hard mud ground under him. Soon, a large water stain formed.

Finally, Taiyang Zhenjun's gaze retracted from the distance in the sky, and fell on them again.

"Indeed, you deserve to be punished for doing so. He said slowly, "My cousin treats him like a father as a teacher, but he will have time to repay him in the future." Even if it was later found out that my cousin had died here, and he was entangled in all things for his teacher, for so many years, he has not been able to find time to do his best. In this way, the four of you have been serving as a teacher in Liuxi Town for your cousin for 50 years, and it can be regarded as a failure. ”

After hearing the final ruling, Venerable Meng Ling and the others were all cold and limp to the ground—what kind of filial piety for the teacher was all superficial excuses. Taiyang Zhenjun's original intention was clearly to mark a prison in this Liuxi Town and imprison them for fifty years!

And Taiyang Zhenjun is obviously iron-hearted, and has already made up his mind. After a slight pause, he shook off the dust and said, "You should concentrate on filial piety from now on." There is no need to go down the mountain to say goodbye to your disciples. They, as a teacher, will try to take care of one or two for you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the sleeves of the two wide robes swelled violently, like windbags.

A huge tornado appeared out of thin air at the top of Hu——, Mountain.

Master Meng Ling only felt that his eyes suddenly darkened, and when he realized that something was wrong, he hurriedly raised his head. I saw that there was no master in front of me. The three juniors couldn't see it either. In the land of heaven and earth, it seems that he is the only one left. There was flying sand and rocks all around, and a huge black cauldron was buckled upside down on top of his head.

"No, Master—" He hurriedly got up from the ground, waved his hands into the air, and begged for mercy loudly with all his might, "Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong. The disciple really knew that he was wrong. Master, spare the disciple this time. The disciple didn't dare anymore. ”

Taeyang Zhenjun didn't answer him. He was answered by a stronger wind.

Master Meng Ling instinctively used his spiritual power to avoid it.

At this time, he discovered an even more desperate fact - I don't know when, the master cast a spell and turned this place into a place of absolute spirits. At this time, as a Venerable Master of the Yuan Dynasty, he has no cultivation. Because in this place of absolute spirits, the spiritual power around his body was sealed, and even if he had a spell that reached the sky, he couldn't use the slightest bit of it. What's more, his ability to pass through his body is taught by his master.

The tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. No, it was just a strong wind coming from the front, and he couldn't avoid it. I was beaten straight by a firm chest. With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground and slid back more than a foot away.

"Wow", Venerable Meng Ling's throat was fishy, and he raised his head and spewed out a large mouthful of blood foam.

At this moment, the big black cauldron above his head "dang chang" sounded, and he was detained.

In an instant, the wind stopped. The flying sand and rocks are gone.

The world suddenly became deathly silent.

There was nothing but the darkness where you couldn't see your fingers.

Master Meng Ling came back to his senses, struggled to get up from the ground again, and rushed forward.

But he didn't think about it, he only ran three steps away, and with a "bang", he seemed to hit a dark wall.

"No, Master, the disciple is not convinced!" Venerable Meng Ling shook a handful of tears, roared, and turned to the side and threw himself to the side.

It was also three steps, and he slammed into the wall again.

"Why did you do this to me?" he said in a furious redirection again.

Or three steps, hit the wall again......

Eventually, he ran out of strength, and his head hurt so much that it was about to explode, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment like mud.

Shizun really locked him up. Locked in this three-step narrow place.

What started out as fear has now turned into a monstrous hatred.

He couldn't understand why Shizun treated him so cruelly.

Is it because the four brothers secretly left the recipe of the immortals back then, and did not follow the order of the master and completely destroy it?

No, it's just an excuse for the Master.

It's the four of us brothers who want to get rid of Shen Yun and hurry up. In order to defend the surname Shen, the master first imprisoned us.

There is a master to protect him like this. Fifty years later, Shen Yun can't be a climate!

Master, Master, for Shen Yun, your old man is really well-intentioned and scheming!

What is the reason for all this?

Venerable Meng Ling was lying on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

This is the Absolute Spirit Realm, so the spiritual power around his body is forbidden, and he can't even open the storage ring.

He couldn't take out the pills inside.

In such a realm of absolute spirits, it is impossible to operate exercises to restore spiritual power. The only way to replenish spiritual power is to take the Elixir.

If he couldn't take out the pill, it meant that he could only watch his spiritual power run out, which finally led to the collapse of the dantian and ended up with a tragic end.

At this moment, Venerable Meng Ling's spiritual power had been overdrawn, causing him to have a splitting headache.

That is, there was only thick darkness around him, otherwise, no matter what he saw, it would be a blur.

He looked at the darkness above his head, tears welled up, and he hissed and shouted, "I can't survive these fifty years at all." ”

At this moment, a little golden light suddenly flashed in the pitch black above his head.

Uh, I'm not dazzled, am I?

Master Meng Ling's heart moved, he bit the tip of his tongue, and did not hesitate to use a drop of blood, cheered up, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the little golden light above his head.

Finally, with the power of this drop of blood, he saw these golden lights clearly.

It's a word!

Master's handwriting!

It was ten lines in total, and it was a mantra he had never seen before.

Why did the master pass on my new mantra? He couldn't help but be full of doubts. However, when he saw these words, hope rose in his heart again - great, Shizun did not give up on me. Shizun still cares about me.

In the ecstasy in his heart, he seemed to be full of strength, he rolled over from the ground and got up, knelt on the ground, raised his head and shouted loudly into the depths of the darkness: "Master, Master......"

He didn't want to, so he shouted two sentences, and the big golden characters that appeared in the darkness started from the middle, gently rippling round and round of water lines. In the blink of an eye, all the words turned into golden powder and scattered.

Master Meng Ling opened his mouth and looked at the changes above his head, his ecstasy was gone, and he fell into deep despair again.

But he didn't want to, the golden powder didn't dissipate as quickly as he thought. The darkness behind them distorted slightly, and then the golden powder recondensed again at a rapid pace, forming a new text.

It's still the master's handwriting.

There are two paragraphs in total. The first paragraph is: Ling'er, you have to practice the exercises day and night, and you must not be lazy.

The second paragraph reads: The catastrophe is coming, and there is no way to resolve it as a teacher. Fifty years later, you and I, master and apprentice, are destined to meet again. Remember, I can't stop clearing the door.

In the midst of lightning and fire, the Venerable Master Meng Ling thoroughly understood the real reason why Master treated the four of them like this—in order to protect them, and to preserve the Dao system of the Zhengqing Gate in the midst of the coming catastrophe, Master Venerable could be described as well-intentioned.

"Master-", he fell to the ground, like a child, crying heartbreakingly.

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