In the Source Cave, Zhang Jinling, Sun Yanran and other disciples looked at Li Qingyun's rising momentum, and the entire cave began to shake violently.

"Senior Brother Jinling, how do I feel that something is not right, you can see that the red immortal light of the Origin True Seed seems to have weakened.

Could it be that because you gave up the opportunity of the Origin Seed to the junior brother, it will cause the anger of the Origin Seed Seed?" Sun Yanran said worriedly.

Previously, when Zhang Jinling and Li Qingyun touched the red immortal light of the Origin True Seed together, Zhang Jinling deliberately took a step slowly. After Li Qingyun was shrouded in immortal light, he retreated back to the same place, and gave up the opportunity to obtain the recognition of the Origin Seed Seed.

"Senior sister is too worried, the seed of the source is just a ray of true monarch immortal light, and there is no self-awareness.

This scene, I'm afraid that the junior brother wants to be recognized by the seed of the source truth. We'll just be waiting. Zhang Jinling released the pure yang immortal qi to calm the gradually restless emotions of the disciples, and looked at Li Qingyun expectantly.

In the fantasy realm of the source cave, Li Qingyun had a green lotus on his head, standing proudly above the sea of clouds, his sword intent flowing, and his sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The body watered with gold is like a round of the sun, blooming with thousands of rays of light, illuminating the heavens and all things in the illusion world.

Everyone in Mocheng came out, raised their heads and drove away, and they all said in shock: "That seems to be Li Qingyun, the lord of Mocheng?"

Hearing the exclamations of the people in Mocheng under him, the sword qi in Li Qingyun's hand stagnated, and the figure that destroyed the illusion paused in the air, but it was difficult to start for a while.

Although deep down I always knew that all this was an illusion and was all false, in the hundred years of the illusion, the relationship between Li Qingyun and the people in the Fantasy Ink City was not a fraud.

More and more people began to gather below Mocheng, raising their heads to look up at Li Qingyun who looked up in the sky like a god and a man. Because of Li Qingyun's sword qi rushing to the sky before, a large number of shattered scenes had begun to appear in the entire illusion realm, and the thunder and earth fire continued to erupt, a scene of apocalyptic destruction.

The people of Mocheng looked at the terrifying scene around them, and asked in a loud voice: "Lord, why do you want to destroy Mocheng! This is the place where you grew up for a hundred years!" There was no reproach and reprimand in his tone, but he just wanted to know an answer.

Li Qingyun stood in the clouds, let out a roar with a split liver, stared at the people in Mocheng below him and said, "I am Li Qingyun, a disciple of Qingyuan Dao Palace, not Li Qingyun, the Venerable Lord of Mocheng.

Everything here is false, the sun, moon and stars are false, the mountains and rivers are false, and you are also false. ”

"Are we all fake?" a little girl with a sugar gourd and pigtails shouted at Li Qingyun. Li Qingyun knew that this little girl came to her compound a few days ago, and affectionately shouted Grandpa, Grandpa, send you flowers.

Li Qingyun closed his eyes, couldn't bear to look, just nodded heavily. Crystal tears slipped from the sky and dripped on the little girl's face when she closed her eyes, and the sugar gourd in the little girl's hand was warmly opened.

The people in Mocheng were silent for a moment, and shouted loudly: "Lord, do it! I don't know what heaven and earth, the sun, the moon and the stars belong to." But because of you, my lord, I have been very comfortable in Mocheng in this life, and I have lived enough. ”

"I'm a farmer, and I don't know anything about the Dao Palace. But I believe in you, if it weren't for the great reserves of the lord, our family would have starved to death. ”

"All of us in Mocheng have been thinking about your goodness for so many years. Today is just the right time for everyone in Mocheng to repay you. Lord, don't hesitate, do it quickly. ”

Li Qingyun let out a long roar, and a terrifying sword light jumped up above his fingertips, falling to the ground like a meteor and heading straight for Mocheng. The fingertip sword continued to grow in the air, turning into a hundred-meter giant sword, and slashed straight towards the huge ink city.

All living beings are born and exist. Perfection and purity are the same as nirvana.

Wherever the sword reaches, everything perishes and turns to ashes. The city walls of Mocheng fell off inch by inch, the bluestone bricks turned into nothingness in the sword, the pavilions and pavilions were uprooted, the vermilion lacquered wood turned into sawdust flying in the sky, and the flowers and trees in the city disappeared under this sword.

In the end, the sword swept away everyone in Mocheng, and the familiar figures of the past drifted away one after another in front of them, and there was no trace of existence anymore. The entire ink city was completely destroyed by the huge sword light, leaving nothing behind, and the illusion space was no longer maintained, and it shattered.

The red immortal light transformed by the seed of the source truth suddenly soared up, submerged into Li Qingyun's eyebrows, and completely disappeared, without a trace. Li Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, and saw Zhang Jinling's fellow Dao Palace disciples standing together looking at him with a smile on their faces.

"Congratulations, junior brother, for gaining the recognition of the Origin Seed and becoming a disciple of my Dao Palace Origin Truth!"

Li Qingyun looked at Zhang Jinling with a smile on his face in disbelief and said, "Senior brother, what's the matter? ”

"What's the matter, Senior Brother Jinling thinks that you are the most suitable disciple to become the seed of the Source Truth, so he took the initiative to give up. Sun Yanran added on the side.

Damn, fooled!

After thousands of calculations, Li Qingyun didn't count that the senior brother of his own sect was so selfless that he would give away the great opportunity at his fingertips.

And he can only eat Coptis dumbly, and he can't say anything about his suffering. It's not like you have to show off your innocent golden body, Qinglian Phantom has done a game with Zhang Jinling.

Zhang Jinling saw Li Qingyun's gloomy face, and asked with concern: "Senior brother, what's the matter? Becoming a disciple of Yuanzhen is something that all the disciples in the Dao Palace dream of. Why do you seem so depressed? ”

The corners of Li Qingyun's mouth moved slightly, and he pulled out a smirk: "Senior Brother Jinling, all the disciples don't include you!"

"Haha, that's true. It's okay, don't feel self-blame, this is my brother's willingness.

Now that the seed of the source truth has been obtained, it is time for us to go out of the secret realm. Zhang Jinling laughed and patted Li Qingyun on the shoulder.

"What, senior brother, junior brother, I still have a reluctant request. ”

"You can speak, even though you are now the only Yuanzhen disciple in my Dao Palace. ”

Li Qingyun received Zhang Jinling's reply, and slowly spoke: "Please also ask the senior brothers and sisters, keep it secret for me, except for the head of the Dao Palace and Zhang Lao, don't tell me the news that I got the seed of the source truth."

Senior brother I am happy and quiet by nature, and I can't stand the celebration of the ceremony with great fanfare, and I hope that Senior Brother Jinling can inform the sect that everything is simple and don't hype. ”

"No problem, it's a trifle. If you don't talk about it, I'll do it. The disciple of Yuan Zhen is the hope of the future rise of my Dao Palace, and he will naturally be protected by a good life, how can he let outsiders know the news. ”

Only then did Li Qingyun relax a little, and as the Dao Palace disciples left the Source Cave once and again, they returned to the ground. The disciples of the various factions who were suppressed by Li Qingyun kept looking at the disciples of the Qingyuan Dao Palace, and finally locked on Zhang Jinling, believing that he had obtained the seed of the source truth.

Li Qingyun urged Qinglian to remove the suppressive lotus flowers from the disciples of each sect and let them resume their cultivation. The disciples of each faction looked at the Qingyuan Dao Palace and the group, and sighed to themselves, but they didn't dare to think about other crooked thoughts.

After all, Zhang Jinling's pure yang immortal qi came out of his body, and his strong cultivation was clear at a glance, and everyone present was not his enemy. Besides, the matter has been cooked, the seed of the source has been obtained, and it is in vain to fight again.

The Cloud Cave of the Yuanzhen Secret Realm opened again, and with Zhang Jinling's word "Qi", the disciples of the Qingyuan Dao Palace took the lead in flying out of the secret realm and reappeared on the square of the Qingyuan Dao Palace's real person ceremony. The disciples of the later factions also came out one after another, falling in front of the nameplate of their own sect.

The two elders of Xiaoyao Palace and Yunlei Sect didn't see their own disciples appear for a long time, and couldn't help but ask Qing Yuanzi: "Dare to ask Brother Dao, are there still disciples in the secret realm?"

Qing Yuanzi pretended to sigh, holding the heads of the two factions with both hands and said, "The old man has already investigated, and the disciples of the two sects have unfortunately fallen in the Gu Poison Secret Realm. Please mourn. ”

"How is it possible! How could the body of the new god of my Xiaoyao Palace fall here, it must have been poisoned by others, could it be that your Qingyuan Dao Palace wants to shield the murderer?"

The cultivation of the Qingyuan Zi Yuan Dan stage was released in an instant, and the rolling spiritual pressure poured out, so that the elder of the Xiaoyao Palace couldn't stand up: "Are you teaching me to do things?"

The audience was silent and silent. Li Qingyun couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Qing Yuanzi in his heart, he was worthy of Guo Poyu's senior brother, and his temperament was bigger than the other.

Qing Yuanzi no longer looked at the elders of the Xiaoyao Palace and the Elders of the Yunlei Sect who were already kneeling on the ground, trembling, and bowed to the surrounding factions: "The Qingyuan Dao Palace Pure Yang True Person Ceremony is over, and Qingyuanzi sends you all Daoists!"

This is an order to expel customers, and the disciples and elders of each faction did not dare to say much under the pressure of the Qingyuanzi Yuan Dan period, so they took the Guan Yuan Dan one after another and retreated. Only Xiaoyao Palace and Yunlei Sect Lianguan Yundan didn't dare to do that, and left with a lot of urine, for fear that if they took a step slower, they would be killed by Qing Yuanzi on the spot.

After only the disciples of the Qingyuan Dao Palace were left in the field, Qingyuanzi immediately looked at Zhang Jinling and asked, "Jinling, have you obtained the approval of the Yuanzhen Seed?"

Zhang Jinling shook his head slightly, pointed his finger at Li Qingyun behind him and said, "The person recognized by the Origin Seed this time is this Senior Brother Lin Feng. He is the current Yuan Zhen disciple of my Qingyuan Dao Palace!"

Guo Poyu, who was originally bored behind Qing Yuanzi and fiddled with the bottles and cans in his pocket, heard this, and jumped more than ten meters and fell in front of everyone. Guo Poyu circled around Li Qingyun a lot, and there was only one sentence of "Okay!" in his mouth, which made everyone dizzy and dizzy.

Qing Yuanzi had no choice but to pull Guo Poyu to his side, turned his head to look at Li Qingyun and asked, "Is what Jinling said true?"

Li Qingyun nodded silently and admitted.

After Qing Yuanzi got Li Qingyun's affirmative reply, he laughed loudly, and there was an indescribable sense of comfort in the laughter, and he laughed so much that the clouds were blown away and the mountains and rivers were shaken.

Guo Poyu leaned into Li Qingyun's ear and asked, "Stinky boy, you have become a disciple of Yuanzhen, do you still want to use this pseudonym?"

In the secret realm, you should also know what the hearts of the disciples of my Qingyuan Dao Palace are, if you continue to use Lin Feng Kana, it is a disappointment to the sincerity of many disciples towards you. ”

Li Qingyun was silent for a long time, thinking of the remnants of the thousands of palace disciples who were still lying quietly in the storage ring, and he had already made a decision in his heart. Half-kneeling on the ground, he said loudly: "Disciple Li Qingyun is ashamed, falsely reported his name, deceived the sect, and is willing to be punished by the sect." ”

Qing Yuanzi hurriedly helped him up, and his tone was soft: "It's okay, it's okay." You have obtained the seed of the source truth for my Dao Palace, how can you talk about punishment.

Tired from the secret realm, you all go and rest, Qingyun, you come to my head hall at night. ”

After the disciples received the order, they dispersed one after another. Li Qingyun gently touched the storage ring on his left hand with his left hand, and looked at the peach blossoms on Qingyuan Peak.

The entire Qingyuan Peak mountain is steep and rocky, as if a sharp sword is inserted into the vast earth, and a killing aura arises spontaneously. However, on the top of the mountain, there is a peach tree that has experienced many years of devastation, and the baptism of the years is standing, blooming and fragrant.

The peach blossoms bloomed and thanked, thanked and opened, and I don't know how many years have passed, but I can't wait for the young man who misses him anymore.

Li Qingyun took out the remnants of the robe embroidered with Nan Wangsheng's name from the storage ring, dug up the soil on the ground, and buried the robe under the tree.

A breeze blew, and the peach blossoms on the trees fell scattered, paving the pink on the ground, burying the place where Nan Wangsheng's robe was located. It seems to sense the return of the old man, and the peach tree greets each other with a tree full of peach blossoms, embraces each other, and sleeps with each other.

The early spring is slightly cold, and the breeze on the top of the mountain has a slight chill pouring into the clothes.

Li Qingyun rested his head on a peach blossom and looked up at the peach tree above his head. A little dappled sunlight leaked from the branches of the peach tree, smearing the peach blossoms with a layer of broken gold, shining slightly.

In the sky, the white clouds and dogs turned quietly, and a few birds flew low and skimmed the treetops, making a few crisp and pleasant birdsong echoing in the mountains.

Li Qingyun closed his eyes, his nerves that had been tense for several days finally got a moment of relaxation, his mind was at peace, his thoughts stopped, and he enjoyed the tranquility and indifference of the moment.

The three green lotuses in the body constantly exuded chaotic qi, and the seed of the source truth lay quietly in the chaotic qi, rising and falling. The violent spiritual sea tends to calm down, and the occasional waves also disappear in an instant. Golden blood flows slowly in the veins, constantly transforming the physical body.

"Senior brother, the peach blossoms are blooming again. ”

The roar sounded in an instant, breaking Li Qingyun's tranquility again, and the Dao Heavenly Thunder condensed in the Nine Heavens, and the mighty Heavenly Power rolled in!

The catastrophe has arrived.