The arrival of yellow rain on the earth is tantamount to a shot in the arm for the recovering world.

A large amount of organic matter has become the nourishment of animals and plants, nourishing all things.

Zhang Zifan shook the hard boy Zifan, and ran out with his breath in his breath.

Seeing that Hongjun and Candle Jiuyin were still worshipping the ground reverently, Zhang Zifan didn't have time to wash his hands, so he put them back in the palm of his hand and said lightly:

"Alright, I've sent down the nectar to purify sentient beings, it's time for you to go back and continue your practice. ”

"Disciple respectfully obeys the decree of the law!" Hongjun Taoist respectfully received the order.

But Candle Jiuyin twisted his tail, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

Hongjun Daoist stretched out his hand and knocked on the head of the rebel, trying to tell him not to be rude.

Zhang Zifan didn't stop it, and after Hongjun beat Candle Jiuyin all over his head, he said lightly: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Candle Jiuyin hurriedly fled to the side, and secretly looked at Zhang Zifan from his puffy eyes.

Seeing that he really didn't seem to be angry, he said cautiously:

"Master, this world is so vast, but only me and the teacher can speak and understand things, it's too cold......"

Zhang Zifan pondered for a moment, feeling that what Turbidity Jiuyin said was not unreasonable.

The nether realm, that is, the world in which Zhang Zifan himself lives, is extremely vast, with many countries and many people.

Among them, there are many people like Hongjun who have excellent qualifications and have cultivated all the way to the consummation realm, even if they are one out of a million or ten million.

Didn't the guy called the Nine Yin Ancestor before try to ascend?

And in addition to the cultivation path, according to the setting of the system, there is also a saying that merit soars.

It's like Bao Zheng and Wei Zheng, who have become gods in mythology.

It stands to reason that Zhang Zifan's current world is much larger than the earth, and there are definitely not a few people who are qualified to soar in merit.

More than a week ago, Zhang Zifan had not received a new application for ascension.

This shows that most of the people who meet the conditions for ascension have given up automatically.

After all, for thousands of years, the failures of countless Heavenly Wizards have proved that such a thing as the Ascension of the White Sun is just a legend, and it is impossible to achieve it at all.

Nowadays, not many people try this kind of thing.

According to the description of the system, Ascension is actually a very simple thing.

The sky thundered, jumped from the top of the cliff, burned in flames, and the body was ...... Wait a minute.

These are all things that can soar.

It's a pity that the world is ignorant, but they don't want to try, there are very few soaring inventors like the Nine Yin Ancestor, so what can I do?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zifan's eyes rolled around, and he couldn't help nodding and said:

There is some truth to this. In this way, Hongjun, you and your disciples will go to the lower realm on the same day and spread the method of ascension to the world. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zifan stretched out his hand, and Hongjun and Candle Jiuyin felt a burst of darkness coming, and their bodies fell violently.

Subconsciously, the two of them used the exercises to take off, but they found that the Dao technique that was like an arm on weekdays could not be used at all, and it seemed that there was an irresistible force of rules in the underworld, which imprisoned them.

Fortunately, a moment later, they fell to the ground, and a forest of mountains and evil forests appeared in front of the two of them.

"Master, is this the Nether, it looks pretty good!"

Candle Jiuyin is like a child going out for the first time, waiting for the bull's eye like a copper bell, and it feels fresh wherever it looks.

"This is ......"

Hongjun Daoist turned a deaf ear to his disciple's question, but looked at the mountains and trees in front of him, and the dusty distant memories were opened little by little.

"Demon Cloud Mountain...... This is the ...... of Moyun Mountain."

Hongjun Daoist finally remembered that this was the place where he lifted the sun and ascended more than 100,000 years ago.

"But why, 100,000 years have passed, and nothing has changed here?"

"Jiuyin, follow me!"

Hongjun lifted the turbidity nine yin, and according to his memory, flew towards the place where the mountain gate was located.

......

The Tang Dynasty, with a territory of thousands of miles and a heritage of 1,500 years, seems to have finally come to an end today.

The Li Tang royal family Zeng Tianjiao has been proud of many times, whether it is cultural governance and martial arts, they have made great achievements, and there is no one in the world who is not convinced.

But after more than a thousand years of enjoying the country, in the last two or three hundred years, the royal family has long been exhausted.

The Tubo State of the Western Regions invaded the territory with 800,000 soldiers, broke five cities on the 10th, and fell into the imperial capital on the 30th.

Except for Li Yi, the king of Fenyang, who was famous for his fierceness, he broke through the bloody road, and the other royal families mostly tied their hands and knelt on the ground.

And that's how wonderful things are.

When the Tang Dynasty Mansion was about to collapse, he finally fought side by side with the Li Tang royal family.

It is not the Ming Sword Pavilion, Zhu Wumen, and Luoxia Sect, but the Nine Yin Sect of the Demon Gate, which has been wanted by the Li Tang Dynasty for more than two hundred years.

......

The main peak of Moyun Mountain faces the sky.

"Uncles, it's Lu Yao who is dragging everyone down!"

An immortal Dao Gu was holding a long sword, and her green robe was covered with blood.

Beside her was a brave young man, dressed in blood-stained gold armor, with a spear in his hand, the tip of which had been broken.

He looked at Dao Gu gently, and showed a wry smile: "Yao'er, you can hide from me so hard, it turns out that you are a disciple of the Nine Yin Sect." ”

Lu Yao pursed her lips and said coquettishly: "Hmph, Li Yi, this girl is the demon girl of the Demon Gate, specially lurking beside you, the prince, waiting for the day when you fall asleep, and you will be dismantled!"

The young man smiled bitterly again: "That's even better, it's better to die in the hands of Lu Nuxia than to die in the hands of these soldiers in front of you, it's a pity that many seniors ......"

More than a dozen ugly old ways protect this young man and woman in the center.

These old ways are also injured by everyone, and they look like they are at the end of their rope.

An old man wiped a handful of blood from his face, grinned, showed a crooked yellow tooth, and said with a smile:

"Yao Nizi, you take your lover back to the mountain gate to visit relatives, it's too late for us old men to be happy, what do you say about dragging it down!"

"That's it, it's a pity that the two ancestors have soared away in the daytime, otherwise, their old man waved his hand, and they would have destroyed these monks in an instant. ”

Other veterans have chimed in, seemingly oblivious to the looming crisis.

"Ridiculous!"

From between the soldiers and monks surrounding the mountain, a well-dressed guy suddenly walked out, holding a folding fan and shaking it gently on his chest.

"I see you're daydreaming!

For thousands of years, luck has gone against the sky, and those who have cultivated to great accomplishment do not know how many, but who has really soared?

Not to mention far away, it is my Wudu National Teacher, the living Buddha is alive, and the mana reaches the sky, if there is really such a good thing as ascending, how can you get your two ancestors of Lao Shizi?"

The young man in blood armor was none other than Li Yi, the last prince of Li Tang, and when he heard this, he angrily reprimanded:

"Song Zheyi, you dog thief, your father is in charge of the forbidden army and is deeply favored by the emperor, but he doesn't want to serve the court, and surrenders without a fight, you even recognize the thief as your father and worship the monk as a teacher, which is really shameless!"

"Hahaha!"

Song Zheyi looked up to the sky and laughed: "Emperor Tang himself didn't kneel down and beg to surrender, what face did you say about me?"

Yao'er, in the past, Li Yigui was the prince, and I was just the son of a general, so I didn't dare to say more.

But this time is different from the past, as long as you follow me, you will ......"

"Phew!" Lu Yao snorted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, our Nine Yin Sect has been famous in the Tang Dynasty for two hundred years, and it is the right time to send a faction to defend the country today!"

"Hmph, the Nine Yin Sect, such a big name, then I'm going to smash your mountain gate, and see what your bullshit master and second ancestor are capable of protecting you!"

After that, Song Zheyi waved his hand, and the monks with bare breasts held magic weapons, chanting words, and the soldiers like ants began to attack.

"Oh, Master, some people say that you are bullshit, and they want to smash your mountain gate? By the way, what is bullshit? Is it delicious?"

At this moment, the voice of a hippie smiling face in the sky suddenly came from far and near.

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