When the myriad brilliance of the Dharma Realm disappeared and returned to a gray place, Wuxu slowly raised the white bone sword in front of his chest.

I don't know what kind of character the legendary Fan Li is, and the bamboo slips in his secluded cave study, the numberless light cluster contained in it, although it is weak, but it is a trace of the charm of the hundreds of schools. Fan Li wrote with great mana, and he can still have such a wonderful use until today! It actually made the law realm expand a little more, and the momentum was a little more magnificent. Even with the White Bone Sword, there have been some changes. If the spiritual power is infused without control or with all its strength, there will be many subtle colored light spots floating in the white light emitted by its sword body.

Then again. Wu Xuan ingested those glyph-shaped light clusters into the Dharma Realm, originally intending to take care of his current Dharma Realm being wiped out, and not knowing that he was suspected of falling into the stubborn void, so he thought that with the spirit of self-improvement of the hundreds of schools of thought, he would slightly adjust it. But he didn't want to, and saw the seven figures swaggering in the night sky halfway, stirring up the chaos and wails of countless creatures below. Then he had the killing idea of countering violence with violence, and then used the white bone sword to cut off the brilliance of the remnants of the hundreds of schools of thought that focused on education, and returned to silence and purity.

Thinking of this, Wuxu couldn't help but sigh slightly, it seems that he has to be like this now, if he wants to be truly pure, he still has to have the white bone sword in his hand to cut off some causes and effects one by one.

Out of the Dharma Realm, Wuxu looked at the bamboo slips that had dimmed a lot, waved his hand, and ingested them all, and then came to the place where the nebula bamboo forest was planted. Previously, the slightly mature Nebula Bamboo had been taken away by Wuxu, but at this moment, the bamboo forest was still low and immature.

That Fan Li seemed to be quite respectful of this Xingyun Bamboo in the bamboo slips, and repeatedly explained, if possible, to return it to the Stargazing Sect. Wu Xuan recalled this, and took some young bamboos slightly, before exiting the cave.

Just as he was about to seal the cave again, Wuxu suddenly thought of the bamboo slips that had been placed in the Dharma Realm. Since I have already gained a lot of benefits from the bamboo slips, why do I still want to keep them for myself? Why don't you let them go back to a distant place, and spread them to those who are destined to be passed on to those who are destined to be in the future? I hope that those who come after will have the fate to see that when they were born and die before, they will be like a desert with a sweet spring, and like nothingness to see brilliance? In this way, it not only conforms to the will of the people of the world for the education of the sons and hundreds of schools, but also secretly passes on the spirit of the gentleman's unremitting self-improvement.

As soon as he thought of this, Wuxu returned to the study of the cave mansion, took out the bamboo slips from the Dharma realm, and solemnly put them back one by one. Finally, bow deeply towards this column of bamboo slips.

On the small wooden boat, there were nine people from He Qifeng, who were cultivating the Mandala Heavenly Sword. In the past few days, the nine people have been working almost day and night, using the wooden boat as a mandala, each visualizing the heavens, and their hearts and minds are connected. In the meantime, Wuxu is guided by the Great Sun Nyorai Wisdom Fist Seal from time to time, so that the appearance of the heavens manifested in the mandala reveals the meaning of extinction.

Wu Xuan flew into the attic of the wooden boat, and saw that the nine people of He Qifeng were all transformed into the appearance of the heavens such as the Great Freedom Heaven, the Emperor Shakti, and Wei Daotian, and the supernatural powers gradually appeared. Then he extinguished the breath of his Dharma Realm, revealed it, and entered the mandala of the wooden boat. He Qifeng and the others also flew out of a stream of air, either turning into a white bone sword in their hands, or turning into a Silent Extinguishing Pearl on their foreheads.

At this point, the Mandala Heavenly Sword has been slightly successful.

Wuxu immediately said, "I have something to do in this seat, so you can go up the river and inform Ying Tianfu of the large-scale attack of the Dragon Clan Naval Army in the East China Sea." ”

What Wu said in the void was to go to Hongze Lake to find Zhao Tong's traces. Wuxu learned from He Qifeng and others that Zhao Tong was injured by a master of Lamaism, and his life and death were unknown, and his whereabouts were unknown. But the headquarters of King Xiao Ming was still in Hongze Lake, and the place where Zhao Tong fought with the master of the Lamaism that day was in Hongze Lake. Therefore, Wuxu still decided to go to Hongze Lake to explore first.

Wuxu flew north-west, passing through the Zhenjiang boundary. Suddenly, I saw below, there were several faint demonic qi rising, wrapped in the night mist of the Yangtze River, very cold. Stopped, looked down and looked, the river was soothing, swaying with the wind, but it was empty.

Wu Xuan was hidden in the Dharma Realm, slowly descending towards the river, and it didn't take long for him to see several turbulent water whirlpools that were very suspicious. The demonic qi that was sensed earlier came out from these places.

If it's a demon cultivator, it's Zhao Tong, it's just right. Wuxu immediately dived into the river and flew towards the bottom of the river. After a while, I saw several distorted figures, surrounding a deep hole. One of them, his hands flying, seemed to be breaking the ban on the cave entrance peak, and at the same time chattered and said with a wicked smile, "Pan Ruoxue, if you come out obediently, you will be arrested, and you will return to your own religion, and you will not be spared if you are happy." ”

A familiar woman's voice came from the cave, "Your Demon Sect is going to deceive people too much! This palace has already handed over the Gu worms to you, why do you want to kill them all?" As soon as Wuxu heard it, he knew that it was Pan Ruoxue.

"Hehe, do you think your Ten Thousand Snake Heart Devouring Gu is still useful? To tell you the truth, Zhang Shicheng has already entered this sect. The envoy just looked at your posture a little bit and felt a little pity. The man said, gesturing faster.

The entrance of the dark cave gradually became brighter, and it seemed that the prohibition under Pan Ruoxue's cloth was about to disperse.

Pan Ruoxue was in the cave, and when she heard that Zhang Shicheng had taken refuge in the Demon Sect, she couldn't help but be shocked and angry. Looking at himself above with great difficulty, the Nine Netherworld Water Enchantment under the Netherworld Qi was being broken little by little, regardless of the injury, turned into the body, raised his head and spewed out a breath of Netherworld Qi, trying to strengthen the barrier.

But I heard the man outside say proudly, "It's useless, you are seriously injured now, and the power of the Netherworld Qi has been greatly reduced." If it weren't for the fact that there were only seven real monks fighting in the sky, and this envoy went out of the water to inspect it, your barrier, the envoy would have broken it long ago. ”

Before she finished speaking, Pan Ruoxue saw a pair of hands make a mysterious gesture at the entrance of the cave, absorbing all the netherworld qi she spewed out.

The entrance of the cave is even brighter, but Pan Ruoxue's face is like ashes. On the same day, Pan Ruoxue planted ten thousand snakes and devouring Gu on Zhang Shicheng and Zhang Shide, forcing the two to march to attack the Yuan army on the north bank, and at the same time he led the monks of the East China Sea and tens of thousands of elite soldiers to fight with Hua Lihu's troops for several days, and finally subdued Zhenjiang. But I didn't want to, at the banquet, several demon cultivators who were mixed with the monks of the East China Sea suddenly broke out. The poisoned monks of the East China Sea were almost completely wiped out. Pan Ruoxue was also seriously injured, and finally escaped, but was chased and killed by the Demon Sect envoy who came later, through the unique imprint, all the way, and finally blocked in the river.

Seeing that the Nine Netherworld Water Enchantments disappeared inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, the moonlight projected down the river, and the figures of those demon cultivators shook like ghosts above. Pan Ruoxue gritted her teeth and said to the top, "This palace is the personal disciple of the three True Spirit Island Masters of Dongji Island, how can you defect from the East Sea Demon Alliance and submit to your Demon Sect!?"

"It doesn't matter. If you and I are good friends with Qin and Jin, the three island owners must be happy to see it. The Demon Sect envoy, seeing that Pan Ruoxue seemed to be moving, slowed down a little in his hand, as if he wanted to show a little reciprocal sincerity.

"Amitabha, you actually want to rob the people's daughters and force the good to become demons! How can this be good!?" Wuxu said leisurely in the Dharma Realm, on the futon, but the voice came out.

"Master Wuxu!" Pan Ruoxue suddenly shouted with joy.

"Master Wuxu?" The Demon Sect envoy read it in a low voice, and was suddenly shocked, glanced around at the secluded river, and saw no figure, so he couldn't help but curse to himself, "Damn! This person appeared here!" Immediately, it turned into a puff of black smoke, accompanied by left and right, and fled quickly.

Wuxu looked at the black smoke in front of him, melted into the river, and scattered in all directions, not stopping the chase, just taking out the white bone sword and slashing lightly in the water.

Pan Ruoxue, who flew out of the hole, only felt that the river was slightly stunned, and bursts of screams from far and near sounded in the water one after another. Then, I saw a scholar, holding a snow-white sword, standing not far away, smiling at himself after swinging a few swords calmly.

Wuxu stood there, looking at Pan Ruoxue, whose face was pale and pale, his hands slowly rotated, and the netherworld qi that had just been dispersed was extracted from the waves of water to the palm of his hand, turning into a lotus flower with white branches at the bottom of the black seat. On the lotus flower, as always, a few drops of dew like ink.

Wuxu gently pushed his hands towards Pan Ruoxue, and the lotus flower that condensed the netherworld qi flew towards Pan Ruoxue.

"Fairy Pan has worked hard. And heal quickly. The little monk is here to protect the fairy Dharma. ”

Pan Ruoxue heard this, and she was not hypocritical, and she turned from a beautiful/human/son of Chu Chu moving, wind/love/10,000/species/into a silver snake more than 100 zhang long. The long tongue rolled up the lotus flower in front of him, and a pair of triangular eyes full of scales glanced at Wuxu coldly, and then flashed and swam back into the cave.

That's right

Bamboo slips and stars stay in the cave mansion, and the white bone jade beads fly to the sky.

Dajiang listened to the words of life and death, and the underworld was passed on in the palm of his hand.