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Above the extreme peak of the Southern Ming Realm, the original clouds and mist were steaming, and there was an ancient tea tree inherited from the flood on the top of the peak, adhering to the avenue and being born, and only turning into emerald green every 100,000 years.

The leaves contain the true understanding of the avenue, each leaf contains a different mystery, if you make tea, you can solve the mystery, maybe you can understand the mystery of the avenue.

It is rumored that there are mortals who get leaves, moisten them with tea, fly up in the daytime, and auspicious clouds descend into the world, ascend to the thirty-three heavens, and turn into immortal bodies for eternity.

So far, Gudao tea is also a treasure included in the collection of many giants, and it is highly respected, which can be described as hard to find.

However, now on the top of the Nanming Realm, the vigorous ancient road tea tree is broken, as if it has been broken by someone.

There is a person nailed to the stump, looking ancient, wearing a Taoist robe, and his cultivation is needless to mention, his body is the Lord of the Southern Ming Realm, Xuandao Lihuo Shenjun, and he can be regarded as a famous starry sky, but now there is a spear in the center of the eyebrows, and the blood-stained spear penetrates the trunk, and the tip of the spear is inserted into the earth.

There is a person standing in front of the tree, dressed in golden armor, on his forehead, there is a droplet-shaped pattern flickering endlessly, incomparably mysterious, his eyes are as blue as the sea, very deep, at this moment standing with his hands in his hands, the amazing momentum gradually falls, and the fierce aura is all withdrawn into the body, without revealing the slightest ......

Looking down at the dead Xuan Dao Lihuo God Monarch, there was still a trace of resentment in his unclosed eyes.

mocked: "It's a tight mouth...... Or let it run!"

I saw that now the top of the Nanming pole is in devastation, and it is gradually crumbling, and there are flames in the huge Nanming Realm, and the golden-armored monks like locusts are flying over the endless land, and the Dao Law is shaking the sky, and the killing intent is rolling.

The golden-armored man on the top of the pole pulled out the spear inserted in the tree, and shouted: "Hurry up, there are a lot of Nanming treasures, the Daozi is now breaking through again, and he needs the treasures of heaven and earth as the background, and his hands and feet are a little sharp!

For a time, the flames of war in the Southern Ming Dynasty were pervasive, and the golden armor monks cultivated to terror one by one, as if killing a god, and there was no grass growing where they passed, and the golden armor was not stained with half a cent of blood......

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Under the starry sky, there was a thin old man like a dried corpse, and his robe was rotten and full of holes, as if he would rot into scum at any time.

At this moment, the old man was carrying a tattered coffin on his shoulder, on which there was still a little wet soil, and on his wrist was a string of Bodhi prayer beads with only nine remaining.

Looking back, the current Nanming Realm is like an egg in his eyes, exuding a hazy light, like the most beautiful treasure in the starry sky, but at this moment, there is a dead silence in the pearl......

"The fortune of the world has been broken...... Is Nanming finished...... Alas...... "The old man sighed, which was inexhaustible bitterness.

"Xuandao...... I will bear the evil consequences of my cause......"

The old man slowly closed his eyes, and at this moment, his thin body seemed to be thin again......

"Your hand is long enough...... Hmph!" the old man also snorted coldly, a little angry, looking up at the endless dark starry sky, a little bit of glint in his cloudy eyes.

"In vain...... Don't blame the master...... Don't blame...... Your way is not with me......"

The old man sighed again, and seemed to be a little older, carrying the coffin, stepping out, and the person had disappeared under the endless starry sky.

The next moment, endless water suddenly emerged from the starry sky, as if it could submerge the ten thousand worlds, and the water converged, turning into a person in golden armor, holding a spear, looking at the starry sky with cold eyes, gritting his teeth and saying: "The old antique of scum......!

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Under this starry sky, because of the flickering of the five-colored gods, there rose a deception that swept the three thousand realms, and in ten years, six realm lords fell, and the Human Emperor Hall was like crazy.

Golden armor monks can be seen everywhere, it is a nightmare, in normal times, all the realm masters are immortal existences, how can they die in ten years?

And now it's only been ten years, but this is not even the beginning, and for a while, people can't help but panic, no one knows when this confrontation will go on and what it will become......

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However, Li Qinglian, who is in Duguang, is completely unaware, still waiting for the opportunity that belongs to him, from now on, Li Qinglian's choice is right, if she steps out, I am afraid that she will be torn apart in the storm in an instant, and there will be no scum left......

Three years have passed, Li Qinglian is now one hundred and fifty-one years old, just after the early winter, on the dust washing peak, Li Qinglian, who is wearing a white fox jacket, is sweeping the snow in the flower bed.

On the roof of the bamboo house, there is also a three-foot-thick pile of snow, which looks like a cake from a distance......

Tao Bao was lying on top of the peach branch and fiddling with the snowball in his hand.

That night, Li Qinglian sat cross-legged on the bed, but said, "It's time......

After that, he closed his eyes, and in the sea of knowledge, the soul opened his eyes and looked at the magatama in the eternal aura, his face expressionless......

I saw that at this moment, Magatama was naked, hugging his knees in the breath of eternity, and his black green silk was as smooth as silk, which was in stark contrast to his white porcelain skin.

But at this moment, the blue eyes were red, as if they had just cried, and they were full of hollowness.

Seeing Li Qinglian's soul open her eyes, Goyu's eyes seemed to have a focal length in an instant, and begged: "Please, let me out, I will no longer control your desires, I will never dare again......"

That pitiful appearance made Li Qinglian also feel soft in her heart, what is it like to be surrounded by the eternal qi Li Qinglian felt deeply, every breath was as long as a reincarnation.

Three years later, Magatama didn't go crazy, but such a character who had gone through endless years was tortured and almost went crazy.

Li Qinglian's eyes flashed, if he could keep the hook jade closed, he would keep it closed, but in fact, he couldn't!

Magatama is now his desire, locking his desire, in the past three years, he feels that he is no different from a monk, Li Qinglian can't seal his desire, otherwise his existence will be meaningless.

This was just to teach Magatama a lesson, but he still had to figure out what was going on, he couldn't bear the existence of another will in his body, and he could look through his memories at will.

That is Li Qinglian's forbidden area, which involves too many secrets, not anyone can touch them, once it is leaked, there will inevitably be trouble......

"It's okay to let you out, but if I ask you questions, you must answer me! I want to listen to the truth, if you lie to me, I don't mind imprisoning you for eight thousand years, after all, I don't eat or drink and I have 50,000 years to live!" Li Qinglian said lightly, her words containing a naked threat.

Hooka hurriedly replied: "You ask, I say, say anything, just ask you to let me out." ”

She had already had enough, she was about to go crazy with torture, and she had even begun to regret why she chose Li Qinglian instead of someone else......