A person takes a sip of wine, a touch of fish belly white, the swaying plants tremble in the churning clouds, and in the countless rising thunder and lightning, open a pair of eyes, and the place to see is the foothills.

Shan Quan Ancestor woke up in a dream, his whole body was cold, his red eyes glanced faintly into the distance, and he gently took away the jade hand touched by the red-robed woman, and the white robe on his body spread out, revealing his aura.

Even the collapsed earth in the distance is full of holes, but there are still few news of ghost mothers hiding from the killing machine? The ghosts who screamed in the middle of the night wore off their bodies in half of the reincarnation killing machine like a turntable, but they had no power to resist at all. In fact, the ancestor of Shanquan is still waiting, waiting for the arrival of Fengtian. He knew that the sky was right, and when the land of fairy rain became a ruin, it still affected the seal arranged.

This time is to welcome a reincarnation, the person behind the reincarnation is the ghost saint, his current doppelganger has become cruel and unbearable, is the deity murderous, cold and numb? Since then, the subordinates who call themselves their cronies have all been abandoned. In fact, they all understand the secrets. Without reincarnation, there is no reform of the old and the new. The wild willows in the mountains grew wantonly and became different from the plants in the mountains, and the stones in the ground were baptized by the sun and the moon, absorbing the ghostly energy, and becoming brilliant and false. If self-wisdom had been born, the ghost mountain would no longer be a ghost mountain at that time.

But the ghost saint seems to have changed his personality, and the will of the deity makes the high-ranking inheritance ghost mother think deeply, first cracking the mystery of the ghost mountain, pulling out the vine that seals the ghost power, leaving only a false stump.

All the treasures were taken away, leaving behind indifferent eyes, which was a killing intent.

They didn't dare to look up, for fear of offending something.

The sky is full of ink, such as green clouds spread out, after the half moon retreats to the mountain, a weak sun is dim and less than half, gradually revealing the red plate, slowly spitting out the brilliance, when it falls on the foothills of the distant mountain, only the left half of the mountain is illuminated, and the dividing line is just stuck in the eyebrows of the ancestor of the mountain, so that he is ruddy on the one hand, and gloomy on the other.

In the distance, the flat land, white mist rises, red lightning disperses in a blink of an eye, and the area you see is a mess, there are several large pits, and clear spring water gushes out of the pits, and there are frogs in the water, like cats, and tigers, which are extremely strange.

The red-robed woman groaned a few times, stretched her waist, walked to the side of Shanquan Old Ancestor, gently touched his chin, and said lightly: "I'm going to cook for you, do you want to drink a few mouthfuls of white porridge in the morning?"

Shan Quan Ancestor shook his head and said with a smile: "You retreat first, you are free." ”

The red-robed woman's fingers trembled slightly, her eyes were a little strange, this sentence reminded him of something, leaving tears from her eyes, her eyes were no longer steady, and her spoiling expression was instantly cold, as if this was her true temperament, she laughed, raised her fingers and pushed forward, there were thin red lines around her fingertips, and the murderous aura rose suddenly, and stopped in front of the head of the old man in front of her.

The murderous aura on her fingers stopped in mid-air, and she asked coldly, "You just told me this now, don't you think it's too late?"

Shan Quan Ancestor looked at the white mist and flowing water in the distance, and was not frightened, but said calmly: "At that time, I took you in the hands of the elders of your sect, I don't think there was anything wrong. Who made the white porridge you cook so sweet and silky, I haven't swallowed white food for more than ten years, and I look at the natural stomach. In the few years I brought you here, I didn't hurt you in the slightest, I just sealed your memory and your nature. Do you know that in the past few years, what I have brought to you is the growth of cultivation, as well as your vision. You see what you shouldn't see, and that's my exchange with you, you don't

What suffers and does not suffer. Besides, it's not too late. ”

The red-robed woman's tears slid down her neck, and she said sadly, "You don't think it's too late." But I lost a good opportunity to save the master, he was suppressed under the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, handed the dream to me, I only know that in the dream of the mountains and seas, there is a mountain, on the eighth layer, is where I go. And you pushed the mountain, suppressed the monks of my sect, and seriously injured the rescued elders. Just because of one sentence, the white porridge I burned is delicious, but... But I've never cooked white porridge. ”

Hearing that she was so wronged, Shan Quan Old Ancestor smiled stupidly, he remembered that there was indeed such a thing, but she did not have any remorse for what she had done, and wrote lightly: "You go." In the future, don't meet me again. ”

The red-robed woman cried dumbly, withdrew her fingers, and the murderous aura dispersed to both sides, the aura on her body fluctuated, and it seemed difficult to catch, but in Li Shuishan's eyes, she seemed to see something greasy.

Li Shuishan stepped out in one step, came to her in the blink of an eye, stretched out his arm to block it, and said, "Woman, please stay." ”

She raised her hazy eyes, looked at the young man in purple in front of her, and asked, "You... What's the matter?"

Li Shuishan looked at her eyebrows with both eyes, put his right hand on her eyebrows and lightly clicked it, a sky-high aura erupted, and a light brown wild ghost jumped out of her shadow and was crushed by him casually, but his eyes did not relax, and asked, "Who is your master?"

His words were very resolute, and it could even be said that they were a little scary, and the red-robed woman looked at him and said, "Hide the sky." ”

The whistling sound in the distance hit the reflected lake, causing Dao Dao waves, but Li Shuishan did not let her go, but asked again: "Dao is like this?"

The woman was very puzzled, raised her steps and took a few steps back, and said suspiciously: "What do you mean, my master's Dao name is Zangkong, and I am also her first apprentice." ”

Li Shuishan's face gradually turned hideous, "Then what sect is he?"

The red-robed woman looked at him and said in shock: "He said that he walked out of Taibei Mountain." ”

"When will you be taken as an apprentice?"

She replied word by word, "He met me halfway, and when he saw that I was moved, he accepted me as an apprentice, and gave me a token so that I could go out of the mountains and seas to the sect to find him." I think it's been five years. ”

"Five years?" Li Shuishan closed his eyes calmly, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Shizun accepted an apprentice five years ago, is it ...... He lied to me. ”

"Among the apprentices he accepted, there were no women, and the dead and wounded... There is nothing wrong with the breath on his body, it is the breath of the master, and the purest breath he left behind is something I don't have. ”

"Can I take a look at your token, then?"

The red-robed woman handed out the token, threw it lightly, and turned into a blue Taoist robe, on which was a stone tower, and there were ghosts, he looked at the Dao and pondered, maybe the old madman really took a female apprentice in the mountains and seas, and forgot it here, as for what he forgot? He even had some suspicions that his master was not really an old madman.

He seemed to remember some news he had heard in Zangfeng, and people who walked into this place would become strange, like two sides, and the old madman was like this, but he only became like this when night fell, and when he first entered the Fruit Pills, a monk on it, wasn't that exactly the case?

So he gently waved his robe over the woman's body and said softly, "Sit down."

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The red-robed woman sat lightly cross-legged on the ground, looking at the man in front of her in amazement, and also at the shabby Taoist robe on his body, which was also blue, although it was covered with dust and stained with blood, and it was broken, she could still feel a similar smell.

She opened her eyes wide, as if she had noticed something, but this answer had stayed in her heart, Li Shuishan didn't say it, she wouldn't say it either, she just said her own Dao number, Zangyun. And she gently recalled what the old madman looked like when she met him. This statement made Li Shuishan's heart churn endlessly, not similar, but exactly the same as his master.

When she talked about her personality and feelings, he couldn't help but raise his hand to interrupt, slowly got up, and looked at the white mist in the distance with the Shan Quan Ancestor, he had a lot of distracting thoughts in his heart, and even hid a little, letting the Dry Cicada Dao people control this body.

He didn't know what Shan Quan Ancestor was thinking in his heart, in the blink of an eye, a day passed, Zangyun closed his eyes and rested, Rotten Bamboo chose to cultivate and sacrifice his own small sword, Li Shuishan also stood like this, one day, two days passed, Li Shuishan stood with him for three days, accompanied by a sigh, Shan Quan Ancestor turned his head and shook it.

Li Shuishan asked, "Did you find anything?"

Shan Quan Ancestor replied, "No, the road ahead is bleak, and I don't even know if the Ghost Saint will survive this struggle. At first, I thought it was a subversion of reincarnation to find the secret of the ghost inheritance, but now it seems that he is falling into a trap set by himself. I don't know if someone deliberately wanted to kill it, or if the reincarnation of providence came to its body. The fact that the cause of the Great War of Mountains and Seas lies in its body, I don't know if it will be revealed. You'd better get out of here, that's all I can help you. ”

He said again: "Gancia Daoist, you have to leave his body, these days, I will use the secret method to help you find the remaining consciousness in the blood cloud, and find a body that suits you, otherwise I will cut off your soul." ”

The Dry Cicada Daoist sitting in the formation heard the warning of the Shan Quan Ancestor, and replied lightly, "Yes." ”

When he saw Shan Quan Ancestor, he knew that there was a high probability that this matter would come to his side, and he had no regrets, but the body of the Mandate of Heaven was indeed extraordinary, which could make him feel different from the comprehension of other monks, the condensation of Heaven's will, everything was a decision of fate, if it could be achieved, how could it talk about death?

As long as the sky behind him does not fall, he does not die in the mortal world, everything is true.

I'm afraid he's taken the wrong step here, but he hasn't asked yet, or sensed the expulsion of Providence's death.

But he smelled the transcendent that belonged to the heavens in the blood cloud, and the point of concentration was Li Shuishan, which was the door he found out of the blood cloud, slaughtered so many blood beasts by himself, and practiced the secret method blessing itself for so long, which was used to drive the formation under him.

This formation is not bad, it is a Dao array that has been handed down from ancient times to the present, which is used to preserve the soul and drive the body to be like an ordinary person, which can delay the killing intent of heaven and earth and prevent the collapse of the soul intent. But for a long time, two or three are lost, and they are not fully preserved, which has disadvantages and benefits.

Now the formation, shallow and weak, the main kill, the main town, the main auxiliary.... It's also complete, but if you look closely and smile, you can't say it.

Now that he has attained the cultivation of the Dao, when he sees this array, he must say: Yes, it is okay.

In this array, the wind is blowing, three are divided into heaven, seven become the earth, and the soul is suppressed.

In ancient times, there were immortals, called them immortal arrays, and the name of the dragon was three truths.