The old traces are gone, and the new ones are covered, and the mortal world stops in a hurry.

The rolling golden sand covers the white bones, and the prosperity is peerless.

The red dust dreams are endless, and the drunken night sighs endlessly.

A hundred years old, sitting and watching the vicissitudes of life and hearing the sound of sand.

Two hundred years after being consecrated as a god, Su Mu lived for 400 years.

Still kneeling on the top of the mountain, Su Musha's face was already stained with dust and frost.

Even if he had cultivated to the pinnacle of the Yudan realm, even if he had deduced the ghost path and the physical path to the extreme of this realm, the years were impossible for anyone to escape.

His sideburns are gray and his face is old.

Su Mu stood on the top of the mountain, still motionless on his knees.

A hundred years ago, he taught Cang Junzi to take the road of Qing Fu Immortals, obtained the ancient scriptures of the Difu, and completely mastered a certain reincarnation glow, containing the principles of life and death, and ascended to the realm of the Divine Dao King.

Even if he is still in the position of the head of the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, the power of the sect has gradually tilted towards the sect, and it will not take many years for Cang Junzi to change back to the position of head of the sect and respect the sect Taishang to teach the sect.

The Blood Corpse Daoist cultivated the "Heavenly Corpse Orthodox Sutra", combined the power of the corpse, ascended to the realm of Yuanying, and lived for 3,000 years.

After that, there is the Garan monk, a hundred years ago, he had borrowed Su Musha's "Demon Dragon Elephant Diagram" to understand his own Tao map, for a moment, even Su Musha thought that the Garan monk was sitting here and passed away, but in the dead silence, the Garan monk seemed to live out the second life, and as if he was born to die, he came back to life, which was secretly in line with the true meaning of Buddhism, but it contained treachery.

After ascending to the Yuanying realm, the Garan monk called himself a blood Buddha Taoist!

Seventy years ago, Nixia went out to the sect and walked the world, but in fact, it was a thousand miles of attack and killing, that day, the Daozi Boxian of the Hutian Dao Sect fell, his soul was scattered, and Nixia Dao's heart was clear, and he ascended to the realm of Yuanying.

Even with Yu Yao here, she didn't know where to get a corpse path ancient scripture, and deduced the corpse refining to another extreme, which was very different from the inheritance of the corpse lineage in the world, she was suspected of taking an ancient path of cultivation and civilization, and she also ascended to the Yuanying realm.

Only the Venerable Master is here.

He used to be very close to the Yuanying realm in the past, but the world is impermanent, who would have thought that Master Yun Mi was seriously injured several times, silent in his body, and finally evolved into a Dao injury, even if Su Musha once shot with Chu Han to comb the body of Master Yunmi, it could not completely make up for the Dao injury.

He finally reached the limit of longevity in this realm, and because of the Dao injury, even the longevity spirit treasure was ineffective.

At the end of the road, he faltered and embarked on the road of the last impact on the Yuanying realm.

In the midst of the heavenly thunder, his physical body began to crumble, and even his soul light began to split uncontrollably, turning into three groups of divine soul origins, and there were three divine souls derived, this was a desperate situation! Even Su Musha thought that the immortal path of the Venerable Yunmi had ended here, and he was going to end sadly.

But unexpectedly, the three divine souls sat cross-legged on the broken spiritual platform of Master Yunmi, and sat and discussed.

The world is amazed, this is the scene of the final moment of the rumored immortal, divided into three bodies, the color body, the law body, and the elephant body, and the three bodies sit in the spirit platform and talk about the Tao, once enlightened, Xia Ju soars!

The three tones are mixed together, and there are Xuanyin, Buddha sounds, and magic sounds alternately, as if opening the world on the spiritual platform of the Venerable Master!

The ancient and complicated Dao patterns shrouded the spiritual platform, and the originally incomplete spiritual platform began to burst out with vitality, living dead, flesh and bones.

Master Yunmi walked out!

Even Cang Junzi, who was already in the realm of Dao Jun, appeared from the forbidden place of the back mountain, watched the Yuan Infant Dao body of the Yunmi Dao people, and finally sighed that this was the strongest Yuan Infant early stage he had seen in three thousand years!

Only Yin Fu Dao people and Yongquan Sanren are here, and the two of them also walked to the key point of Shouyuan in turn, and finally left together, walking in the red dust, looking for further opportunities, until today, they have never returned.

......

The mountain peaks roared, and Su Musha seemed to have been isolated from the world.

All the hustle and bustle of the red dust has nothing to do with Su Musha here.

If it weren't for the still-born breath, I was afraid that the new disciples of the sect would think that there was only a stone statue on the top of the Xuanlong Peak.

There was silence all around, and suddenly, everyone's hearts suddenly resounded with bursts of ancient divine sounds.

The voice was unreal, hazy, indistinct, as if someone were whispering in his ear, but the voice was so soft that he could not distinguish the words.

Only Su Musha was here, and he listened to the divine voice in a general way.

This is the language of ghosts and gods, pouring out an ancient ghost scripture.

It's a pity that Su Musha has never heard the ghost scripture completely.

The voice of the ghosts and gods came to an abrupt end.

From the sky, there was the unwilling sigh of the ghost flower mother-in-law.

She has walked the path of Qing Fu Immortal for a hundred years, but she has never brought this road to the end, and she has also been tempered by the treasures of the ancients, but she has finally fallen short, half of the ghost scriptures have been heard, and her own realm is only half a step into the Divine Dao Jun, and she has never completely entered it.

"That's it, Xu was wronged in the past, but now he should come to the old body, live a long life, this road is not passable, there is another way!"

The voice of the ghost flower mother-in-law, half free and easy, half regretful, turned into a streamer of light, and returned to the Soul Refining Peak.

For nearly a hundred years, Su Musha suddenly stood up here.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Su Musha opened his cloudy eyes, staring at the wolf, as if he was inspecting this sect that was already a little unfamiliar.

"Long and long-lived......"

His voice was hoarse and even intermittent like never before, and it was repeated several times before it was true.

In front of him is the top of the mountain, the wind is whistling, and Su Musha is staggering, as if he is not noticing, and he steps out.

In the next moment, his figure had turned into a scarlet streamer and galloped towards a certain place in the sect.

In the mountain wind, only a hoarse word kept whirling.

"So-and-so, I'm going to take a long life!"

......

In front of the Qing Fu Immortal Road, Su Musha looked at this ancient treasure, which seemed to have not changed at all from two hundred years ago.

Taking a deep breath, Su Musha raised his feet and took a step.

Rumble!

Then the world spins!

......

You opened her eyes, and what you saw was a vast mountain.

Everything had changed, the old body no longer existed, and he felt unprecedented youthful vitality and unprecedented weakness.

Weak enough to owe even a trace of mana.

Confused, the door of the narrow wooden house was rudely pushed open.

The middle-aged man threw a worn-out scroll directly in front of Su Musha.

"Su Che, if you enter my Yellow Turban Moving Heavenly Sect, don't have any crooked and evil thoughts, this "Yellow Turban Lux" is limited to you to write it down within three days, if not...... Hmph!"

The middle-aged man left with his hands in his hands, and Su Musha's eyes were still a little cloudy and confused, as if he was moving his body with great difficulty, and picked up the scroll with his deep hands.

......

Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of years......

So long that even Su Musha himself is about to forget, whether he is Su Musha or Su Che, forgetting the truth and illusion, forgetting the passage of time.

In the long years, Su Mu has been covering since the beginning of "Yellow Turban Lux Jue", transferred to "Moving Mountain Jue", and repaired "Taishang Yuan Said Yellow Turban Moving Mountain Lux Sutra".

He has experienced intrigues, life and death battles, and Tianwei Thunder Tribulation.

He grew from a miscellaneous servant of the sect to a rising star, a mainstay, and finally a giant of the sect.

He has reached the pinnacle, and it seems that he only has a line of immortal path.

As far as the eye can see, Su Musha's hand is still holding the yellowed and worn-out scroll of the year.

The familiar mottled seal characters on it have long since dissipated.

There are only a few short spells.

The first line reads - "Purification Mantra"

One of the Eight Great Curses of the Ancients!

......

The Hanging Moon Demon Sect, the sect that has been silent for a long time, has once again ushered in the third treacherous change.

The sound of the brilliant gods penetrated the hearts of all cultivators.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body.

The soul of the disciple is the five internal organs.

The green dragon and the white tiger, the team battles.

Suzaku Xuanwu, guard me really. ”

Xuanlong Peak, in the Chu Culvert Mansion.

Looking at the purple moth that suddenly broke into the cave, and listening to the sound of the divine spell resounding in his heart, Chu Han asked with a little joy:

"Has he walked the Qingfu Immortal Road?"

Who knew that when he turned his head, he saw the purple moth with a sad face.

"Back to the ancestor, the master has never woken up, and he ...... And the body of the master standing on the Qingfu Immortal Road is already entangled with death!"

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