Half Moon Lake, secluded water.

Ruiyun is colorful, and the red glow is condensed.

Rejuvenate the Seven Treasure Flowers, and convey wonderful sounds.

Jing You sat on the cloud couch at the south end, his eyes were heavy, the three clouds on the gate of heaven turned, the thunder essence was dense, and the thunder turned into a thundercloud of 100 acres in size, and the rainbow flashed, dazzling.

Bang

On the surface of the eighth gimbal, fine and dense thunder patterns appeared, intertwined and entrenched, like dragon scales, a kind of brilliant heavenly power swept in all directions, containing endless majesty.

"Hmph,"

The Great Fan Thunder Pool in Jing Younan's body kept vibrating, and the bubbling thunder water came out, entering the hole in a moment, and then turning into a steady stream of mana.

"The laws have no phase, and the emperor wishes. ”

In the face of Jing Younan's sharp edge, Xuanyuan Che, the invincible peerless genius, was not inferior, he ran Xuan Gong, and the deep mana condensed into an emperor phantom behind him, wearing a flat crown on his head, the crown hung down, and he wore the sword of the Son of Heaven at his waist.

As soon as the phantom of the emperor came out, the divine song in the sky sounded, the ceiling fell in the void, the golden lotus surged on the ground, and a strange magnetic field spread quietly and silently, marking the land as the king, and there was no room for provocation.

"All things come into being, and they are endless. ”

The corners of Yuzijing's mouth sneered, the Wood Emperor Mi Luo Zun Wang Gong was running, and the wisps of green qi rose, evolving into a lush and immeasurable vitality filling the space, as if there would always be hope in people's hearts.

The Wood of the Five Elements has always been so thriving and continuous, even if it is a wildfire flame, it will still blow and grow again.

"The soil dwells in the center, and it is virtuous and loaded. ”

Su Ze's face was like frost, a storm brewed between his eyebrows, and the qi of the earth rose from the halo gate, spreading out in mid-air, or turning into mountains, or evolving into dust, the big is infinite, the small is infinitely small, dense, covering the sky and the sun.

He hated Jing Younan to the core, although he did not fall from the position of the top ten disciples in the last Sect, but his value in the eyes of those behind him declined rapidly, and the support he received from the Sect deteriorated.

"These three guys,"

Jing Younan frowned, although he was confident that his mana was strong, he still couldn't match one against three.

"From. ”

Jing Younan thought about it, and the thunderclouds in mid-air changed accordingly, turning into a nine-story pagoda, hanging on it, blooming with immeasurable light.

The pagoda dwells in the void, suppresses the eight desolations, and is impregnable.

Bang

At this time, I saw the starlight at the end of the sky, falling blue, a star scroll slowly flying, spiritual smoke and clouds, and the eight winds echoed.

The next moment, as soon as the star map was closed, Cui Zhixing strode out, stretched out his cloud sleeves, and led the disciples to enter the second cloud platform.

Bang

In a few moments, thousands of stars poured out of the second gimbal, swaying, shining in the sky, and the stars of the Big Dipper in mid-air illuminated, beautiful.

"Huh,"

Jing Younan's eyes moved, this Cui Zhixing, who was a man of few words and ranked second among the top ten disciples, was much more profound than the last time, and he was almost the top existence under the great cultivator.

"It seems that under the catastrophe of heaven and earth, it is not only the benefits of the new rise. ”

Jing Younan's thoughts fluctuated in his heart, it seemed that this time he would have to go through a hard battle to compete for the chief of the top ten disciples.

"Only Ji Yunzhao is left. ”

Jing Younan set his eyes on the first gimbal, his eyes heavy.

Ji Yunzhao, as a descendant disciple of the sect, has always been the most famous genius of the previous generation in the sect, and along the way, he has been down-to-earth, whether it is in the Taiyi Sect or in the world, he is very prestigious.

If he and Xuanyuan Che and others are still called cutting-edge or rookies in the eyes of many veteran real people because of their rapid rise, Ji Yunzhao is a well-deserved power figure in the sect, with full wings.

It will undoubtedly be difficult to compete with such a figure for the top.

At this moment, I only heard the sound of the sky in mid-air, at the beginning, it was not yet audible, and after a while, the words were beady, blooming brightly.

One note after another rose in the air, Danhui was entangled, like a heavenly sound, and a mysterious and mysterious breath flowed in mid-air, condensed, and gathered.

Whoa,

This breath spreads, or into mountains and rivers, or into rivers, or into the sun, or into the sun, or into the yin?, heaven and earth creation in it, unfathomable.

"What is this?"

Jing Younan entered the Tao with thunder sound, and wanted to replace Tianxin with thunder heart, he was very sensitive to sound, he was surprised to see the change of breath in mid-air, like a dragon and a snake, but he had a kind of calmness to educate sentient beings and spiritual text.

Non-purple and non-green, vague and too empty, non-gold and non-jade, moral self-generated.

In the Songyun Pavilion.

Pan Yuezheng was chatting with Chen Yan with a smile on his face, he was just idle and came to take a look at his two apprentices, but he didn't expect to gain something else.

In his opinion, Chen Yan has a steady temperament, deep roots, outstanding qualifications, and amazing talents, and is completely a piece of unpolished gold and jade, as long as he is taught a little, he can bloom with immeasurable light.

Originally, Pan Yue was quite satisfied with the two apprentices he received, but he was not afraid of comparing goods if he didn't know the goods, and compared with Chen Yan, the two were a little behind.

You must know that in the career of monasticism, the higher you go, the more important your talent and spirituality become, and the kind of stories that diligence can make up for your shortcomings will only appear at a lower level.

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Yan was already the eldest disciple of Jing Younan and would inherit the mantle in the future, Pan Yue couldn't help but wield a hoe and dig the foot of the wall.

Suddenly, Pan Yue's expression moved, and suddenly he saw that the heavenly sound was stirring in his ears, and a crispy and numb feeling arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, which was extremely transparent.

"It's the sound of morality,"

Pan Yue's heart was shocked, he stretched out his sleeves, stood up, and muttered, "This is an unexpected change." ”

"Moral Celestial,"

Jing Younan paused, sat up straight, and looked up into the distance.

I didn't know when, a cloud of chaotic and misty mysteries appeared in the air, deep and faint, mighty, and beautiful.

There is no light, no image, no sound, no ancestors.

The sun and the moon shine brightly, and the five nights are bright.

The clear qi floats up to the sky, the turbidity machine sinks into the ground, and the middle qi is harmonious, and walks out of a monk in a Xuan robe, wearing a lotus crown, wearing a moral immortal robe, wearing a ribbon of the sun, moon, water and fire at the waist, and pedaling three yuan and one qi, with a peaceful face, red lips and white teeth.

He gave birth to lotus step by step, and sang a song, "The universe produces yellow buds, and the furnace is calcined into sand." Yin and yang cook colorful, water and fire refine three flowers. The dragon descends the tiger in the ding, and the turtle in the pot sends the snake. Outside the work, you can enjoy the smoke and haze freely. ”

In the song, the golden lotus is in full bloom, the wonderful sound is fragrant, the fairy scatters the flowers, and the gods will travel.

Crash

The Xuan-robed monk walked to the first cloud platform step by step, his eyes slowly swept over the other nine cloud platforms, and his eyes were faintly green and moral.

"It's the primordial infant dharmakaya,"

Jing Younan closed his eyes, his face sinking like water.