The Yunzhou Festival has been postponed.

It is also expected, after all, this major event occurred, and all sects and factions sent people to investigate. The Heavenly Demon was very satisfied with this, and although he didn't know which monk was causing such an incident, he couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

Half of the Spirit Void Realm was shaken by the opening of Shang Yu's Gate.

It is rumored that Shangyu Palace is a palace built by Qin Sheng Su Qianleng for his beloved woman. Shang Yu Palace did its best to collect all kinds of rare treasures, rare birds and beasts. It was made by the hands of Luo Shengshou himself, and it was hidden in the void, and it was extremely difficult to find.

Qin Sheng originally planned to grow old with the woman, but the beauty had no intention. Qin Sheng was originally a person of love, trapped by love, and even cultivated for great loss, and isolated himself from Shangyu Palace.

Only this huge palace was left, and the original intention was to make a covenant between mulberries, but it became a place to bury bones. It's really a creation that makes people.

"Is this rumor true or false?" Xie muttered.

The Cangwu Gate was rumored from top to bottom about the Shangyu Gate, and for a while, the Yunzhou Festival was covered.

"Who knows. The Heavenly Demon asked, "What now?"

Xie Wenxin walked slowly in the forest, took out the identity jade plate and glanced at it, and sighed.

If there is major news from the sect, it will be passed on the identity jade plate. The Yunzhou Festival has been postponed in March, and it will not be until next year.

"Let's go to Qingzhou. Xie Wenxin made a decision, but before that......

She thought for a moment and walked to the outer door.

......

Half a month ago.

The sun and moon in Lin Shuangfeng in Zhuzhou were dark, and in order to prevent the movement of the Shangyu Gate from coming out, Senluo Palace used the eighth-order spirit treasure to cover the sky. However, with the opening of Shang Yu's door, the space is disordered, and the slightest movement is a catastrophe.

Hundreds of zhang away, Ziyu squinted his eyes and looked at the entrance that was gradually opening, flying sand and stones, smoke and dust dispersed, and a courtyard seemed to have a vast heavenly might, looming, although standing here, but not in this world.

“...... That's what it is...... Shang Yu's Gate......" Ziyu muttered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Long Qianju breathed a sigh of relief and finally completed the task assigned by the palace master. I felt a fluctuation in the space, and a figure had appeared on my side.

"I've seen the palace master. Yan Lan walked around, and after seeing the person who came, Long Qianju was overjoyed.

The Senluo Palace Master nodded, and he didn't know what it would be, and the figure flashed, and disappeared into the majestic palace gate.

For some reason, Long Qianju's heart trembled and looked at the holy woman beside him.

Seed Yu happened to look at him as well, and smiled sweetly at him.

Long Qianju didn't know what she meant, and nodded his head.

In the next moment, Ziyu also looked at the door of Shang Yu, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This saint is really more and more incomprehensible.

Long Qianju shook his head, he had been cultivating for more than a hundred years, but he provoked the big family to be hunted down and killed, and took refuge in Senluo Palace. The palace master saw that he had good qualifications and was interested in cultivating, and he was also good at greeting, so he became the palace master's confidant.

And this Fang Ziyu is the orphan of the previous palace master. When Long Qianju came, this little girl was only building a foundation and cultivating, and he looked down on this kind of powerful junior the most.

However, after her mother went, this girl seemed to change her personality overnight, and voluntarily went to the forbidden place of the Nine Secluded Sea, which was rumored to be a desperate situation in Senluo Palace, and got the inheritance of Emperor Wei, and her cultivation even jumped to the realm of transforming gods, and became the saint who had been hanging in Senluo Palace for thousands of years.

The Holy Maiden also has a transcendent status in Senluo Palace, and thinking of this, Long Qianju faintly appeared a trace of jealousy.

The Legacy of the Emperor of the Nightmare...... With more than a thousand years of cultivation in vain, it is not relying on the shadow of his parents.

......

"Uncle Zhou. "Before Gewu Zhai, Uncle Zhou was still drunk, and when he heard someone call him, he thought it was an outer disciple in exchange for resources. When I opened my eyes, I grinned.

"It's a girl with a conscience. He sat up, took out two spirit fruits and handed them to Xie Wenxin, and looked at her outfit, "This is going down the mountain?"

Xie Wenxin nodded, pursed his lips and smiled, "I was going to go to the Yunzhou Festival, but I didn't expect ......"

Uncle Zhou also knew about the Shangyu Gate, and sighed: "It's an eventful autumn." He thought that Xie Wenxin was going down the mountain, and advised, "If you go down the mountain to go on a mission, stay away from Zhuzhou." I heard about the ...... of Zhuzhou Something's wrong. ”

Uncle Zhou didn't know what to know, but he didn't say it explicitly, and reminded her vaguely. Xie Wenxin said that he had written it down, and the two talked again, and Xie Wenxin said goodbye and left.

There weren't many people she knew at the outer gate, but after seeing Uncle Zhou, she returned to the bamboo forest between the inner and outer gates.

The warm breeze is blowing, and the leaves are swaying.

Xie Wenxin didn't know why he came here, but he suddenly thought of the cloud idiot senior, the boundless lonely and lonely figure.

After sitting for a while, Xie Wenxin sighed.

His gaze shifted, but he saw a figure on the side of the bamboo forest.

Her pupils narrowed, and she didn't notice anyone here. The man in the bald monk's robe, fifteen or sixteen years old, sensed her sense, looked at her, and smiled slightly.

"Good donor. ”

This gaze was too clear, Xie Wenxin was stunned, "Are you ......?"

Someone was so close to her, and she didn't even notice it. At the same time, he contacted the Heavenly Demon, "You didn't notice this person?"

"The poor monk crosses himself. The little monk introduced a sentence and gave a salute, "I came to visit my predecessors with the teacher, and I was overjoyed to see that there was a purple bamboo here. I hope you will forgive me for the trouble. ”

This is explained clearly, and Xie Wenxin understands. She knew about the envoy of the Pure World Zen Sect, and she thought that she came to consult about the door of Shang Yu. She nodded: "It's the land of the sect, so why bother." ”

Looking at his cultivation, he is now a double golden body, which is equivalent to the foundation building period, but he is not detected by her divine sense......

The little monk smiled slightly, and sat back next to the purple bamboo that was born at some point.

Xie Wen's heart and eyes flowed, and he seemed to be really puzzled: "I heard that the Buddha and cultivators all said that they want to cross the Quartet, why do you only cross yourself?"

"Amitabha. When the little monk heard the question, he was not angry. sounded the Buddha's name, and replied seriously: "The Buddha said: There is no one, there is no self, there is no sentient beings, there is no longevity, and to cross oneself is to cross sentient beings." ”

"Are you thinking about spring?" said the Heavenly Demon idly.

Xie Qianxin said inexplicably: "Why do you say this?"

"Otherwise, why is this little monk so unusual, isn't it ......?"

Xie Wenxin raised his eyebrows: "This kid's cultivation is not high, but his Dao heart is harmonious, and he is faintly in harmony with heaven and earth." ”

"I have to remind you that that's Zen mind. The Heavenly Demon sighed.

Xie Wenxin raised his eyebrows: "No one, no self, no Tao, no Zen." You, you're in the picture. ”

"I don't have time to talk to you, this kid is not simple. The Heavenly Demon's tone became serious. It didn't like the breath on this little monk, and it always gave it a ...... The feeling of being insighted.

Xie Wenxin also nodded, but when Pingshui met, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Donor. Behind him, Watari called out again.

"What?" Xie asked, puzzled.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, and the back is the shore. The little monk was still smiling, but Xie Wenxin was stunned.

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