In the temple.

The jade pier is bright, and the green lock is exquisite.

Huachi osmanthus falls, and Danquan is full of energy.

Jing Younan lifted the Dao crown on his head, his handsome face showed a little excitement, looked at the pillar of light in the center of the hall, and muttered, "It's finally started." ”

"Hmm,"

Xuanye Daoist nodded, his big sleeves were like wings, and the breath on his body was as hot as boiling water, ready to move.

The Yuqing Creation Pool is the biggest opportunity for him to get out, and he must not miss it.

"All ready,"

Qin Boran and the four of them stood up in unison, concentrating on vigilance, they had already been advised, and they were divided into understanding the signs of the appearance of the vision.

In addition to the above-mentioned people, Jiang Beihe, Jin Baoyuan, Song Shilan, Zhaokong, and a few people who came sporadically from behind, all set their eyes on the pillar of light.

Bang

I don't know how long it took, the pillar of light shook violently, the auspicious clouds shrouded, the mist rose, and a pagoda of Zhang Xu was faintly held up, and the fairy sound was endless.

The next moment, the pagoda shook slightly, and a little bright light flew out of the tower, as fast as thunderbolt lightning.

"Mine,"

Song Shilan was so lucky that she was jealous, Mingguang went straight to her, she easily took it down, rubbed it with her hand, and it turned out to be an edict.

If you look closely, the Fu Zhao is three inches long, with a phoenix chapter and a cloud pattern, shining brightly.

"Dead girl, hurry up and put it away, this is the voucher,"

A shrill voice sounded in my head again, a little angry.

"Got it. ”

Song Shilan reluctantly put away the edict, she liked the patterns on the edict very much.

"Bring it to me,"

Jiang Beihe's bloody eyes moved, and a light flew up from the back of his head, pressed down, turned into a demon arm full of fine scale armor, and grabbed it fiercely.

The arrogance is blazing and overwhelming.

The power of the triple Hua Dan is indeed shocking.

"Hmph,"

Song Shilan was not afraid, she raised her thin and curved green eyebrows, reached into the sachet, took out a small golden shield, and threw it up.

In an instant, the golden shield rose in the wind, and the seals on it flowed like a galaxy, bursting with endless bright light.

The golden shield was in front of him, making Jiang Beihe's big hand unable to advance an inch.

"Lao Tzu hates this dead turtle the most,"

Jiang Beihe scolded, this kind of turtle stream is really hateful, hiding behind, and he can't take it in a short time.

Now is the critical moment of the battle for the edict, but he has no time to waste it.

"I'll clean you up later,"

Jiang Beihe scolded again, shook his body, and then raised a demonic light, grabbing another talisman.

The other side.

Jing Younan waved his sleeves, ran Xuangong, grabbed yin and yang, water and fire, and firmly grasped a little bright light.

"Passport,"

Jing Younan glanced at Fu Zhao and was overjoyed.

He was lucky, and he got the edict one step ahead of the Xuanye Dao people around him.

"Kill,"

At this time, a young man with hearty eyebrows saw that Fu Zhao fell into Jing Younan's hands, evil was born from the side of his guts, and the flying sword in his hand was cut out, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, and the river was sounding.

Bang

The sword qi stirred, cutting the qi machine.

"The edict is mine,"

The young man was full of confidence, and the flying sword in his hand was full of murder.

"It's a self-defeating one,"

Jing Younan put the edict in his sleeve, and the golden yang cicada leaf hung on the gate of heaven, hanging down the treasure light like a curtain of pearls, brushing aside the sword light, and then turned around, pointing with his hand, and the magic power was excited.

A little fire burst from the fingertips, and after a moment, the fire vitality in the space surged, winding into a flame pattern, and the sun rose on the tip of the spear, dazzling.

rumble

A series of sonic booms rang out, and the Great Sun Dragon Divine Spear directly tore through the atmosphere and appeared above the young man's head.

"Not good,"

The young man didn't expect Jing Younan to be so violent once he moved, and hurriedly withdrew the flying sword and prepared to resist.

The next moment, he felt his body stiffen, and a reckless force descended, suppressing him violently.

Click,

The Great Sun Dragon Divine Spear pierced through the center of his eyebrows, nailing him to death on the spot at once.

With his big sleeves stretched, he calmly put away the Great Sun Dragon Divine Spear, Jing Younan looked around, looking forward to it, and his edge was revealed.

He is the dismount and tells everyone present that he is not a soft persimmon.

Deterrence can reduce a lot of trouble.

Xuan Ye Zhenren also got the edict, he smiled and said, "I don't know what crazy that guy in the Yuqing Creation Pool is today, there are really a lot of edicts." ”

Isn't?

Jing Younan looked at it and laughed out loud.

Except for the young man with sparse eyebrows who unfortunately died under his Great Sun Dragon Divine Spear, everyone present got the edict, especially the fat man Jin Baoyuan was the most exaggerated, and he took five or six of them.

"Or maybe for so many years, the Yuqing Creation Pool has also been lonely,"

Jing Younan muttered, her eyes turning.

There is no doubt that the spirit of the Tao, as a Taoist instrument, will always have a lifespan that is incomparable to that of a monk.

In the vast world, the true people of Dongtian only have a lifespan of less than three thousand years, and the Taoist weapons inherited for ten thousand years are never uncommon.

In the same way, in these endless years that often cost tens of thousands of years, the loneliness and loneliness endured by the machine spirit were also unimaginable to monks. Many machine spirits even fall into a deep sleep on their own initiative, which is also a very important reason.

After all, even if the machine spirit can cultivate independently, the degree of cultivation is finger-inspiring, and many times it is the improvement of the quality of the dao weapon itself that can make the machine spirit take a step further.

Monks have a limited lifespan, but they have a better chance of impacting the Great Dao.

Machine spirits live a long life, but they need more accumulation, and they have to endure unbearable loneliness and loneliness.

There are gains and losses, losses and gains, it is better than that.

"Lonely?"

Xuan Ye's real eyes flickered, thinking of the days when he was like a living dead for so many years, the more firm the thoughts in his heart became, and he must make a difference.

Celestial, Shrine.

The king sat on the nine-rank lotus platform, and the flesh bun showed acres of Buddha light, blooming with great light and clouds.

In the infinite light, one may appear in the form of a man, or in the body of a woman, or in the body of a celestial dragon, or in the body of a god or a ghost, or in the form of a mountain, or in the body of a celestial emperor, or in the body of a Brahman, or in the body of a chakra, or in the body of a king, or in the body of a king, or in the body of an assistant, or in the body of an official, or in the body of a bhikshu, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body of a bhikshuni, or in the body

Tens of thousands of Buddha incarnations appeared on Qingyun, and the light was strange and unpredictable.

He Yuqing sat on the cloud couch below, with picturesque eyebrows, slender waist and long legs, and the breath around his body was dense, hidden or revealed, all kinds of mysterious sounds vibrating, the three treasures of lotus, and the fragrance was rich.

After a while, the king opened his eyes, lightly soothed his golden arm, and hundreds of millions of Buddha singing sounded, and the smoke and clouds were swirling, and he said with a smile, "Yuqing Creation Pool can be regarded as an old friend, I don't know what his expression will be when I see him again." ”

He Yuqing sat up straight and said, "The Yuqing Creation Pool is nirvana once every four thousand seven hundred years, I'm afraid that when we meet, it won't be able to remember that the king is here." ”

"I'm really looking forward to it,"

The voice of the King of the Heavens rang out in the temple as he said, "As long as the Creation Pool is in hand, our plan will take a big step forward. ”

He Yuqing pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Your wish, my lord, will definitely come true." ”

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