Monk Jiunian is the contemporary leader of the Holy Land Lei Yin Temple, known as the reincarnation of Zen, born as King Kong, and is almost invincible by nature.

In the eyes of everyone, even if there will be a slight change this time, it should not be Jiu Nian.

Hearing that it was a woman who defeated Jiu Nian, Shen Mohuang became a little interested and asked curiously, "Where did you come from?"

Yuan Sanjian shook his head and whispered, "I don't know, but don't worry, Senior Uncle Shen, I have already sent Xiaoqiu'er out to find out the news, and I will be able to find out soon!"

"You... Send Xiaoqiu'er out alone to inquire about the news?" Shen Mohuang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yuan Sanjian was first stunned, and then keenly sensed something, swallowed his saliva, and said with a sneer: "Division of labor, division of labor, I have a clear division of labor with Xiaoqiuer." ”

Shen Mohuang said calmly: "Xiao Qiu'er is extremely talented, and her kendo cultivation is one in ten thousand, if you continue to be so lazy, her kendo cultivation will far surpass you in the future, and maybe in the end, the two of you will only drift apart." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Sanjian's whole person was stunned.

"I'm going to find the little ball!"

After a while, Yuan Sanjian didn't know why the whole person rushed out directly.

Li Yihan said helplessly: "Senior Sister Shen, Yuan Sanjian was intimidated by you, and he is still a child. ”

Shen Mohuang said indifferently: "Both of them will be regarded as excellent seedlings of the Sword Pavilion in the future, but they are lazy in this city, so they naturally need to be supervised from an early age, and I didn't lie to him." ”

Speaking of this, she glanced at the tree that had been standing quietly in the corner, and asked curiously, "Born with a sword fetus?"

I had never met such a fierce woman in front of the tree, and her pure eyes were a little nervous.

Lu Shen opened his mouth and said, "The descendant of a senior of the Sword Pavilion happened to be brought back to the Sword Pavilion this time. ”

Shen Mohuang suddenly realized, and then shifted the topic to the focus, saying: "Today, in addition to the descendants of the Seven Holy Lands, there are still people who can make the Jiunian Monk back down in the battle of Shen Motai, which is really strange. ”

Back then, in Xinsha Town, she had bumped into Monk Jiu Nian, and she had a general understanding of his realm strength.

"When I was traveling far away when I was young, a founding emperor of a certain country said to me that the higher the realm, the broader the horizon. ”

Lu Shen drank a cup of tea and thought of a possibility, so he said calmly: "But for people in the cultivation world, the higher the realm, the fewer things they see, and in the end, there is only a few circles, and everything that can be called unexpected is actually reasonable." ”

"Life is a circle?"

Han Shaobin scratched his head and said, "It's like a Buddhist Zen machine." ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the mansion outside the courtyard, and a little novice bent down and saluted: "Master Lu Shen, my senior brother Jiunian invites you to sit in the courtyard and meet an old acquaintance by the way." ”

Lu Shen was not surprised, and said, "I'll go out and have a look." ”

A gust of wind blew, and Lu Shen appeared in a house hundreds of meters away, and as far as the eye could see, there was a big bell hanging in the courtyard in the air.

Not far away sat two people, with a game of chess in the middle.

The Jiunian monk, who had been disqualified from the competition, was unusually calm at the moment, sitting on the right side of the chessboard, looking at the chessboard with a focused expression.

And Lu Shen's eyes were on the red-clothed woman sitting opposite Monk Jiu Nian, and at this moment she had already taken off the black cloth on her face, revealing a cold and indifferent face.

This man is no stranger to him.

The new sect master of the Cold Cloud Sect.

Lu Miao.

Sure enough.

"What's going on with this battle?" Lu Shen asked.

If it was something else, it would be fine, but it was about the Barbarian Demon Clan, and Lu Shen still didn't allow things that he didn't expect.

Lu Miao sat on a chair casually, looked at the chessboard, supported his chin with his hand, and said, "He is a good person, so I won." ”

Jiu Nian touched his head and said helplessly: "Lu Miao's donor realm is strong, and his methods are also domineering, although I can resist it, but there is no way to win, but Lu Miao's donor said that as long as she doesn't die, she will keep fighting, so I took the initiative to admit defeat." ”

Monk Jiu Nian smiled honestly and said: "However, the strength of Lu Miao's donor is the most peculiar I have ever seen in my life, and I really don't know how to fight, so I am very relieved to have her on the field." ”

Hearing this, Lu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although the Buddhist Vajra Realm Vajra is not bad, it is a common knowledge in the cultivation world, and the Nine Nian monks are not very good at fighting.

But if it is really the lethality of the Nine Nian monks, then it is estimated that the brain is really in the water, and the power of the Buddha's Vajra angry eyes can be said to be the most clear among the three sects.

"Amitabha, Lu Miao said that he was your friend, since the friends are reunited, then you can talk first. Monk Jiu Nian stood up and prepared to leave here.

Lu Miao frowned slightly, and said, "This game of chess is not played like this?"

"Reunion of friends is naturally more important than playing chess. Monk Jiunian looked sincere.

"Monks don't speak. Lu Miao sneered.

Jiu Nian smiled and said, "Monks also need to be faced." ”

No matter what it is, if I lose two games in a day, I really don't want to lose face as the heir of Leiyin Temple!

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the clearing.

Lu Shen sat in the position of the Jiunian monk, silently observing the chess game, and then lightly dropped a piece.

"The heirs of the Seven Holy Lands didn't expect there to be such lovely people. ”

Lu Miao also lowered his face and said with a smile: "In the past, when I was practicing in the sect, I was not only in awe but envy for these high-ranking Holy Land heirs, and I thought what kind of person it was, but I didn't expect it to be so interesting. ”

Lu Shen asked, "You came to me just to say this?"

"I owe you a favor. ”

Lu Miao shook his head and said: "When you killed Yi Qiannan to clean up the portal for the Cold Cloud Sect, Senior Uncle Bai owes you a favor, and I, as the current sect master, naturally have to pay it back, in addition.... My Cold Cloud Sect is in ruins, and I need allies. ”

"Now you are enough to restore the reputation of the Cold Cloud Sect as a first-class sect. ”

"It's not enough. ”

"Huh?"

"The Cold Cloud Sect was bought by Uncle Bai in exchange for his life, and I want to resound the three words of the Cold Cloud Sect anywhere on the mainland. ”

"More than the Seven Holy Lands?"

"If you have the chance, why not?"

It stands to reason that this is almost a fantasy, the gap between the first-class sect and the holy land is not only the number of people in the three realms, but also the connotation of thousands of years.

But Lu Shen raised his head and glanced at it, Lu Miao's eyes were calm, but when he said this, he was full of calmness and unquestionableness, and these two emotions sometimes represent unshakable obsession.

Lu Shen said calmly: "This matter is a bit interesting, you can talk about it." “

When the two first met in the Cold Cloud Sect, they were allies, and then they perished

The Cold Cloud Sect, and even Lu Miao later succeeded in serving as the sect leader of the Cold Cloud Sect, no matter how it seems that the relationship between the two is not hostile.

And Lu Miao is not what it used to be, and the strength of the realm has been covered by I don't know which master, and even the current Lu Shen is a little unpredictable.

Thinking of this, Lu Shen said: "It seems that the temple master is really not in vain. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Miaoluozi's right hand suddenly froze, and he frowned and asked, "You already knew?"

"I chatted with Emperor Bailuo a few times back then, but I don't know his plans. ”

Lu Shen shook his head and said, "But now that I see you, I naturally know it clearly." ”

As Lu Shen said, the higher you cultivate, the less scenery you will see.

The Seven Holy Lands represent the pinnacle of today's continent, and the birth of a person from the Holy Land is naturally the benchmark of the younger generation of the continent, this is an unquestionable rule, unless there is really any once-in-a-millennium variable.

Like what.... Temple.

It is not surprising that it can be above the Seven Holy Lands and be a transcendent existence outside the world, and it is not surprising that it can teach any monsters.

The only thing that Lu Shen was surprised by was that it was Emperor Bailuo's courage and courage that he had not expected, and he had taken such a miraculous unreasonable step.

Now Lu Miao has been tempered by the temple for several years, and only when he returns to the Cold Cloud Sect can he truly control the overall situation.

"You seem to have changed a lot from back then. ”

Lu Miao glanced at Lu Shen, who was dressed in snow-white, and said lightly: "There are more words, I thought you wouldn't care about this kind of boring thing for you." ”

Lu Shen shook his head and said, "I've been practicing another sword technique recently. ”

"He Jian?"

"WTO sword. ”

"I don't understand. ”

"Entering the WTO, being born, looking at the same world at every stage, everyone is practicing, and this is practice. ”

Lu Miao didn't speak, just looked at the chessboard for a long time, dropped a piece, and said coldly: "You lost." ”

Lu Shen got up and walked towards the door.

He smiled before leaving.

"Look again. ”

Lu Miao paused, then frowned and looked at the chessboard, and only moved slightly after half a sound, his eyes were full of surprise.

She waved her hand suddenly, and the black and white chess pieces smashed into the earthen wall like stones.

"Ahem, Master Lu Miao, the temple can be a chess match. A weak voice came from inside the courtyard.

Lu Miao sneered: "I'm willing, why don't you come and play with me?"

"Amitabha, donor, please feel free. The voice suddenly disappeared.

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As the agreed day between the two clans drew nearer, the city became quieter and quieter, like the calm before a storm.

The disciples in the city who were still fighting in the space of the great battlefield in front of them, the living ones retreated one after another, and the dead remained in them forever, turning into white bones, and the bones were gone.

And there have been some changes in the courtyard of the Sword Pavilion, Shen Mohuang has been in retreat for several years, and now he only needs a short adjustment, but the time for Lu Shen to lie down is getting less and less, and the time for standing and looking at the sky is getting longer and longer.

After a long time, everyone knows Lu Shen's habits, if he lies down and closes his eyes, then he is really resting, and he is too lazy to think about something, but he has rarely seen the latter like that.

One evening, everyone was enjoying the shade in the backyard, and they sat next to Lu Shen in front of the tree, and said curiously: "Uncle... Is this Divine and Demon Arena competition really dangerous?"

"Fortunately, if the demons don't move their hands and feet, then there is no danger. Lu Shen shook his head slightly.

The tree flickered in front of him, and then seemed to think of something, and said in surprise: "Then what you are worried about is the monster that was suppressed in the deeper wilderness array?"

If it were normal, Yuan Sanjian would definitely see the stitches and say: "Uncle Lu is worried about the country and the people, and he is a genius!"

It's just that since Shen Mohuang's evaluation that day, he has been a little worried, and now he is just listening silently.

"It's not a monster, it's a genius. ”

Lu Shen opened his eyes slightly, a trace of extraordinary emotions flashed in his calm eyes, memories, emotion, vicissitudes, very complicated, he said: "If he can also be put into the cultivation world to compare with it, then compared to it, there is no such thing as a so-called genius in the world." ”

Hearing this evaluation, everyone looked at each other, obviously not expecting Lu Shen to say such an evaluation, and they couldn't have any concrete cognition of something that they couldn't understand now.

Shen Mohuang thought for a while and said, "I heard the Palm Sect in the Sword Pavilion say by chance, it is said that that monster is the most powerful existence in the entire Tianhai Continent, if the peak powerhouse of the human race makes up his mind to besiege it, can't he still attack it?"

Lu Shen shook his head and said: "Don't have this kind of thought, if that day really comes, no matter who wins, the continent will fall, and the final result will only be misery." ”

Li Yihan said curiously: "Senior Brother Lu, how do you know that guy so well?"

"Coincidentally. ”

Lu Shen said.

And what he said, of course, was a lie.

The existence that was suppressed under the Great Array of Savage Heaven and Earth was a problem that the Tianhai Continent had not solved for thousands of years.

And that guy is exactly the existence that Lu Shen is most familiar with and cares about.

If he wasn't particularly worried, Lu wouldn't have come all the way here just to see it.

"I'll leave the city in seven days and be back soon. Lu Shen said.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then there was a look of surprise on their faces.

Seven days.

Isn't that the day when the First World War of the Gods and Demons began?

.....

The quietest seven days passed without a disturbance.

Han Shaobin and Li Yihan completely gained a firm foothold in the Borderless Realm.

Yuan Sanjian began to seriously study the Nine Turns Lianjian, and even humbly asked Xiaoqiu'er some questions.

In front of the tree, he had nothing to do, just silently watching everyone practice swords every day, doing some small things such as serving tea and water, and neither Lu Shen nor Shen Mohuang, who cherished his talents, said anything.

During this period, Susie came once, just when Lu Shen was taking a nap, and was personally entertained by Shen Mohuang, just a few simple and meaningful dialogues, the strange atmosphere in the air made the Yuan Sanjian people who were eating melon seeds in the courtyard and preparing to watch the play inexplicably creepy, and couldn't help but be quiet for several days.

The dawn of the day will begin.

Shen Mohuang stood on the top of the wall of the house, his white shirt fluttering, looking at the fading sunrise in the distance.

In the line of sight, hundreds of miles outside the Demon Suppression City, black clouds gathered at the top, and demonic qi gushed out, like a big wave sweeping sand, occupying the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

Those demonic qi didn't even mean to stop, and swept towards the Demon Suppression City, wantonly the ocean.

The old blind man sat on the wall, closed his eyes and said, "Today, there are no taboos. ”

As soon as the words fell, several were as majestic as mountains

The momentum erupted from the city in turn, like a series of bright pillars of light, rising to the sky,

Black and white blended, making a sound as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing.

A strange huge whirlpool appeared in the clouds at high altitude, slowly circulating, and it seemed that it could not withstand the power contained in it.

The two completely different breaths resisted each other, and in the end, they each occupied half of the sky, and they were distinct.

In an instant, the scenery within a radius of 100 miles can be seen at a glance.

As the clouds and mist dissipated, a circular ring with a height of 30 zhang and a width of 100 zhang suddenly appeared in everyone's sight, desolate, ancient, and heavy momentum.

On the head of the demon suppression wall, from behind the old blind man, there are nineteen people all over the wall, all of whom are the so-called "Twenty Peak Strongmen" of the generation of academy students in the city. ”

Twenty people gathered together, and for hundreds of years, this kind of battle posture was only a handful of hands.

Five more young men appeared on the wall.

Wei Chan clasped his hands around his chest, full of battle, and looked up.

The inky and powerful demonic aura tumbled and gushed high in the sky, and a terrifying and terrifying aura emanated from it.

Four majestic black shadows appeared above the half of the sky, sitting high on the throne of the clouds, like ancient gods, lined up one after another, covering the sky and the sun!

Behind them, the dozens of Savage Heavenly Demons who were initially the most valued and "courteous" on the battlefield of the two races slowly appeared, but they were not so conspicuous at this moment.

All the pinnacle overhauls on the wall were silently staring at the four figures on the throne, ignoring the rest of the great demons.

Among the Barbarian Demon Clan, strength is everything, these words are far more simple and crude than the sects of the Tianhai Continent, and the level of bloodiness in them is far beyond the expectations of the Human Race.

For example, there is a Demon God Cave in the wilderness, in which there are ten bone chairs made of the heads of ancient demons, which are also a symbol of the status and strength of the demon race.

The Barbarian Demon Race Heavenly Demon will give birth to a fixed number every hundred years, and it is common for the old king to fall and the new king to ascend the throne among the Heavenly Demons.

However, thousands of years have passed, but no Savage Heavenly Demon has been able to snatch the top four positions that symbolize strength and identity from the hands of the four great demon masters.

The four demon lords overlook the wilderness for thousands of years, high up, and it is estimated that there are dozens of heavenly demons slaughtered by their own hands, and the rest of the heavenly demons can only be regarded as juniors compared to them.

Under the four people, five more figures walked out of the black mist, young and young, all of them were the top five powerhouses on the Ten Thousand Magic Map.

A scholar on the far left looked like a scholar, his face was gray and gloomy, he kept coughing dryly, his hands naturally hung down, but his two arms were wrapped in a white cloth covered with Sanskrit, which was quite terrifying.

The one on the far right is a tall woman, with no eyeballs, a gray, long fiery red hair floating in the air, a belly pocket covering the chest at will, slender jade arms and long legs are exposed, without any movement, but the ground under her feet begins to melt, and wisps of steaming mist flutter in the wind.

Next to her was a short and ordinary fat man with a huge belly, holding a thigh skeleton similar to a demon beast at the moment, and gnawing non-stop, his small eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at the wall with a greedy look that everyone couldn't hide.

"When I'm older, I'll eat you all!" he muttered, the saliva on his mouth unconsciously flowing downward, like a stream.

The woman seemed a little disgusted, frowned, and said, "Get away." ”

The little fat man didn't care, just rolled his eyes and obediently walked a few steps into the distance.

Next to the scholar on the far left stood a young man with red lips and white teeth, the third of the Ten Thousand Magic Diagram, who was the one who had fought with Lu Shen and Susie at the beginning, and was good at playing with people's hearts with dreams.

The person in the center is much simpler than the other four, dressed in simple coarse linen clothes, the immature face of the young man, with his hands behind his back, even under the convergence of so many strong people of the human race, he still looks light, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, and he can't see the calendar at all.

"Gluttony, drought, pestilence, nightmares. ”

The old blind man's attention paused at the young man in the middle, and although his heart sank slightly, he still sneered: "You really brought your ancestors and grandchildren for thousands of years to a nest, and you have hidden them for so many years, why, can't you hide them? Can't help but come to me to show off your belongings?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone on the city wall subconsciously sank in their hearts.

The four words that the old blind man said before are all rare gods in the wilderness, which have always been extremely difficult to conceive, and it has been extremely difficult to deal with one over the years, but now there are so many at once?

"Isn't it in vain to throw away the blind to show the blind somewhere? ”

In mid-air, an old man with a goatee with a rickety back appeared, with an ordinary face and no majesty, but with his appearance, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and they were solemn.

The old blind man smiled and said, "It's not terrible to throw flattery to the blind, but I'm afraid that if I throw it wrong, I will end up blind myself." ”

The old man with the goatee also shook his head and smiled, "It's all old acquaintances, since that's the case, then... Don't be polite to each other?"

As soon as the words fell, the most upright young man with a calm expression took the lead in standing up, put his hands behind his back, smiled at the people in the Demon Suppression City, and said loudly: "Gentlemen, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you still stunned?

.......

.......

Eternal wilderness, the center of the earth.

A huge black cavern was exposed above the horizon in this way, and the center was wrapped in endless darkness, as if leading to the netherworld, and there was no bottom in sight.

And on the top of the big hole, above the clouds, the three prohibitions of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism are densely packed, layer by layer, the sound of chanting above the clouds, the sound of reading books, the sound of Taoism, endlessly, and even lightning and thunder fall from time to time, like the most powerful array in the world.

And at the deepest layer of prohibitions, a rudimentary sword array that was enough to shatter everything in time could be seen slowly circulating, freezing everything.

The cultivation of the human race is all gathered here.

On the horizon, at the moment when the people and demons of the Demon Suppression City gathered, a young man in white came with a sword and a bottle of wine.

He walked through the Heaven and Earth Great Array that was enough to make the Three Realms masters disappear, and sat on the edge of a huge black hole that seemed to lead to the Netherworld.

The young man raised his head and took a sip of wine, then threw the jar down.

Looking at the abyss, which did not move, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"You haven't seen me for 3,000 years, have you ever missed me?"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying aura emanated from the depths of a huge black hole that seemed to be dead silent, and the ground was like a bull on the ground, turning over and shaking with a bang.

A terrible voice like crawling out of hell came out of the black hole.

"Tsing shirt!"