Above the altar.

When Ye Shisan's sermon, the strong wind of Fufeng Mountain suddenly stopped, and there was silence, only the gentle preaching voice of the man in the most central Taoist robe dissected the avenues, and every sentence was like spring rain falling from the sky, smashing into the hearts of the cultivators seated, like the ripples of the enlightened Dao.

If you listen carefully to Ye Shisan's sermon, you will definitely gain something after the end, and it will be of great benefit to have a high level of understanding.

His Royal Highness was distracted, listening carefully to the sermon of this senior brother of the South China Sea, while Wu Liantong stared intently at the thirteen red leaves of the iron tree.

Everyone on the altar fell into the artistic conception of Ye Shisan's preaching.

Even Qingshi slowly closed his eyes and figured out the "Mahayana realm of Buddhism" mentioned by Ye Shisan, and his heart was suddenly touched and he began to deduce.

Dongjun, who was not far away, also slowly closed his eyes, savoring the "Great Scroll of the Sound Dao" outlined by Ye Shisan, and deduced the next step on his cultivation path in his mind.

His Royal Highness sighed with emotion.

The word Dao Fetus is really heavy, the iron tree behind it, even if it has not opened the Dao fruit of other avenues, but the induction in the dark is enough to point out the most correct path, Ye Thirteen's preaching, for ordinary cultivators in the realm of the nine grades, it is like an enlightenment, enlightenment, and has a huge effect of lifting points, for those demons who have broken through the nine grades, it is to point out a bright avenue, simplifying the complex.

And the most awe-inspiring point.

It was Ye Thirteen who was still in the Nine Rank realm now.

His Royal Highness looked at the man in the Taoist robe with a gentle smile in the altar, and Wu Lian's pupils looked carefully, the vitality of this man's body fluctuated like wind and water, blending with heaven and earth, and winning the favor of the Great Dao with his gestures, he was a natural darling of cultivation, and was destined to be smooth sailing on the road of cultivation.

For thousands of years, although the physique of the Dao fetus was very rare, it was not nothing.

Among the Dao fetuses recorded in ancient books, there has never been one like Ye Thirteen.

The Dao fetuses in those ancient books are all demons, but since the "Dao Fetal Physique" was discovered, once they embarked on the path of cultivation, they immediately began to climb, and there was no bottleneck along the way, and under the protection of the sect and forces, they were promoted to the highest realm.

The tide rises and eventually the boat is submerged.

After Ye Shisan's Dao fetal physique was discovered, he actually endured it for so many years, walking all over the South China Sea Immortal Island on foot, and laying down the South China Sea Heavens Great Array, which is the way of formation; qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, birds, beasts, fish and insects, this is the way to nourish the soul; kendo Buddhism and demon arts, this is the way of cultivation.

Such a Dao fetus, who has been dormant for so long when he was a teenager, is no longer the so-called realm of grandmasters, the realm of great grandmasters.

His Royal Highness had a lot of thoughts, thinking that this senior brother of the South China Sea had a gentle smile on the surface, and acted harmlessly, which made people feel good, but this good feeling was the disguise of using the Purple Mansion Divine Soul Technique, unlike Li Changge of the North, Ye Shisan actually had a shallow domineering in his bones that could not be refused, and this domineering was very cleverly blended by him under his gentle appearance.

He is the senior brother of the South China Sea, and he is doing a decent thing, so naturally no one will refuse him.

The breeze on the sleeves is because what you want is the breeze.

"Ye Thirteen is not a saint. ”

A soft voice came.

Yi Xiao turned his head sharply.

On the altar, all the figures have disappeared at some point.

The bluestone, Wei Lingshan, and the disciples of Buddhism beside him all disappeared.

The top of Fufeng Mountain is empty.

In the distance, there was a delicate woman, sitting on the boulder with one hand on her knees, white robe and red bun, her long hair was wrapped around the fingertips of the five fingers of the other hand, and she looked at Yi Xiao with her cheeks up.

has entered the realm of the Purple Mansion.

She looked at Yi Xiao with gentle eyes, paused, and finally swallowed the word "brother" stiffly, and said softly: "Pulling people into the Purple Mansion is the wonderful use of the 'Classic of Mountains and Seas'." ”

The woman, who was respected as the lord of the Western Regions, smiled stupidly at this moment, no different from an ordinary delicate woman, and pointed to the very center of the Dao altar in the distance.

In the soul of the Purple Mansion, there was actually a blurry and hazy shadow, mirror-like, like a cloud of mirror-reflected water, flowing like amber.

Sitting cross-legged like a human, backed by a thirteen-leaf iron tree.

"Ye Thirteen, if you don't go to the left side of the door, maybe you have already cultivated Yuan Li to the highest place in the realm of grandmasters. It seems that he has walked an incomparably magnificent 'Sage Avenue', with thirteen leaves, the leaves bloom, and the leaves bear fruit, but he can't help but think too beautifully. ”

The West Demon paused very aggrievedly, plucked up the courage to shout.

"Brother. ”

His Royal Highness turned a deaf ear.

The white-robed and red-haired master of the Western Regions was already very happy, covered his lips and giggled: "Brother, Ye Shisan is preaching in Fufeng Mountain now, but he doesn't have any good intentions, he has been using the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to gather momentum, and when all the spirits and spirits have climbed to the extreme, he will take action." ”

Yi Xiao frowned slightly, and the West Demon said briskly: "Back then, Dongjun came to the South China Sea with the voice of the Great Sage, Ye Shisan has been waiting in Fufeng Mountain for a long time, and the artistic conception of 'Yindao' has climbed to the extreme. Southern Sage', with the Dao fetal physique, enter the realm quickly, but if you don't bear the Dao fruit, you can't ascend to the sky in one step, and it takes a long time to build up momentum against the enemy, except for the Yuanli Avenue that has already produced a Dao fruit, the rest of the avenues seem to be against the sky, but in fact they are on the same path. ”

Liang Liang gently untied the hair wrapped around his fingers, and then wrapped it back finely, repeating it repeatedly, tirelessly.

"Brother, don't be deceived by his appearance, what a 'Southern Sage' is just a hypocrite with a big plan, building thirteen avenues, and delusionally trying to ascend to heaven in one step, but after all, it is not the destiny of heaven, so what can he do? Compared with you, brother, it is 108,000 miles behind. ”

The woman had always spoken softly.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath and tried to hold a calm voice and said, "I...... It's really not what you call 'brother'. ”

The West Demon was slightly stunned.

Yi Xiao lowered her eyebrows: "And I have always thought that in this world...... There is no reincarnation. ”

"No, there is. ”

The master of the Western Regions raised his head, looked at Yi Xiao, and said with a bright smile: "Brother......, can't you remember? Yes, there is. ”

His Royal Highness shook his head: "Even if there is reincarnation in the world, I am not your brother's reincarnation." ”

The West Demon looked at Yi Xiao with some confusion, and his smile gradually stiffened.

"I'm sorry, I ...... Not really. Yi Xiao took a step back and said coldly: "Even if that person's memory really wakes up, I remember you and what happened to him back then." I'm not him. ”

She pursed her lips slightly, and muttered in a daze: "Brother......"

Yi Xiao's divine soul has already explored this piece of the Purple Mansion Divine Soul Realm clearly, and the Purple Mansion Fantasy Realm constructed by the West Demon with the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" has not set a confinement on himself, and he wants to leave and stay, but it is just a thought.

Yi Xiao slowly retreated.

He looked directly at the West Demon in the distance, and under the eyes of Wulian, this woman's whole body was fiery red, like burning glass, but there was something different.

The place where he stabbed a sword back then.

The heart of the West Demon was dead silent in the fire, as if it was frozen by ice and snow, and it formed ice slag, unable to beat or breathe.

This woman seems to have died in the ice and snow, even if she is reborn from the fire, her heart is still frozen to death and cannot be resuscitated.

She asked softly, "Brother...... Are you leaving?"

Yi Xiao didn't look at her again, but the moment before the spirit was about to start, the West Demon relentlessly and pulled off a strand of long hair, which was stained with blood at the roots.

The moment the long hair was pulled down, the Purple Mansion Illusion constructed by the West Demon collapsed and shattered in an instant.

This is at the cost of his own soul damage, unlocking the Purple Mansion, and not letting Yi Xiao have the slightest damage to his soul.

His Royal Highness frowned, and finally couldn't help but glance at the woman not far away.

The West Demon held a lock of blood-stained hair in his hand, and there was no pain on his face, and he waved his hand to Yi Xiao with a smile.

Laughing.

His Highness gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

The sound of the wind blowing in his ears came again, and when he opened his eyes again, there were many people on the top of Fufeng Mountain, and Ye Shisan's voice was still tepid.

This sermon is nearing its end.

Qingshi slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of admiration on his face, the long-stagnant Buddhism actually had a trace of the feeling of entering the realm after breaking the ice.

Wei Lingshan's phoenix eyes also opened and closed, his face showed joy, and he realized some sword intent from Ye Shisan's preaching, which was already an extremely difficult creation.

Dongjun in the distance had a solemn face, carrying the Spring Thunder Qin Box, his fingers tapping his knees, and looking at Ye Shisan's Dao robe figure thoughtfully.

On the top of Fufeng Mountain, except for a few demons, the rest of the people were still immersed in Ye Shisan's preaching.

Ye Thirteen sat on the top of the mountain, and the thirteen leaves of the iron tree behind him flowed more than once, and many wonderful ways began to blend and intersect in this sermon and began to climb.

Gongzi Xiaotao suddenly frowned, not understanding why the Purple Mansion of the Senior Brother's Divine Soul began to boil, and his momentum continued to rise.

The little highness who had just withdrawn from the West Demon Purple Mansion frowned and looked at the Dao Fetus Senior Brother who was in the Dao Altar.

Ye 13 smiled and finished the last word.

After the avenue was finished, the spirit was in full bloom.

There was a strong wind on the top of Mt. Fufu.

Yi Xiao felt a great pressure, as if the heavens and the earth were about to fall, pressing on top of her.

The man in the center of the altar got up slowly, still smiling gently, but with a touch of non-refusal.

He smiled and said, "Listening to the Great Dao, you are willing to witness a battle between gods and souls. ”

Everyone was in a trance.

Bluestone frowned.

Wei Ling's shirt tugged at Yi Xiao's sleeve slightly.

Ye Shisan stood in the center of the altar, staring at the audience, his robe fluttering, slowly settled, and finally his eyes slowly fell on Yi Xiao.

"I have heard for a long time that the soul of the Lotus Immortal is unparalleled in the world, and Ye Shisan is willing to compete with the Lotus Immortal in the Purple Mansion. ”