To the east of the Sanctuary lies a stretch of tall mountain ranges, and in the depths of it is a valley with a radius of hundreds of miles. Standing anywhere in this valley, you can see a towering mountain peak in the southwest. As far as the eye can see, this peak is steep and straight into the clouds, and it is not high enough to reach the top. On the mountainside, a waterfall rushes down like a silver chain. At the end of the stream, there is a pond the size of an acre. The surface of the pond is misty and flowing, and the turquoise lotus leaves and a few pink lotus flowers are faintly visible.

Clusters of strange rocks are arranged on the shore of the pond. A bluestone-paved path winds its way up the mountain, not knowing where it leads. The quiet path is lined with all kinds of ancient trees, which are uneven, and you can't hug them unless you have a few people, and you don't know how many years they have existed.

The surface of the bluestone is covered with moss. The stone steps are lined with knee-deep green grass, crowded with clumps and covered with mountains. The green carpet is mixed with all kinds of unknown strange flowers, red or purple is beautiful.

Walking up the steps, about half an hour's effort, suddenly in front of me lit up, and it was a square of a hundred feet. Immediately adjacent to the square is a three-story wide white jade stone staircase, and on the right there is a huge stone engraved with two large red lacquer characters - "Yuluan". At the end of the stone steps is a stone archway that is six zhang high, with four pillars and three gates, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The stone pillar is about three feet thick, and the head of the column is full of dragons and auspicious clouds. The body of the column is painted with patterns such as Ganoderma lucidum, crane, unicorn, Bagua, Tai Chi, etc., and the carving is lifelike. There is a couplet on the two stone pillars in the middle: build a majestic treasure hall into the Sanqing Dharma Realm, and gather boundless mana to cultivate ten thousand tribulation golden immortals. Looking up, you can see a wooden plaque, black lacquer and gold letters, and the font is sloppy but has a kind of natural flavor. Distinguish carefully, it is the three words "Tianyi".

Suddenly, a fist-sized flash of light flashed in the sky. The speed was extremely fast, and after just a few flashes, it stopped in front of the tall stone archway. When the light faded, a monk appeared in front of the door. This monk has a tiger-eyed face, white eyebrows and long beard, a straight nose and thick lips, and a ruddy complexion, without a trace of wrinkles. He wears a beige robe, a string of black prayer beads on his chest, and holds a wooden dragon head Zen staff in his right hand.

The monk held an apricot-colored talisman paper in his left hand, quickly pinched it, whispered it to his lips, and then pointed to the empty place of the archway. The rune paper flew out with a "whoosh!" and disappeared in the void a few feet ago, leaving only a few circles of ripples like water waves. After performing this series of movements, he stood with his eyes closed and turned the rosary.

After a cup of tea, the old monk's brows twitched slightly, and he opened his eyes and stared at the void in front of him. I saw ripples in the center of the door, and a young Taoist priest dressed in a gray-black robe came out of it. Xiaodao walked forward quickly, made a deep bow towards the white-eyed old monk, and said: "I have seen Master Wuxiang, and the master ordered his disciples to come and guide him." ”

"It's hard work!" Wu Xiang bowed slightly and returned a salute.

"Please come with me!"

The little Taoist priest took out a milky white jade plaque and recited a few incantations at the empty stone archway. Immediately, a "light door" several feet wide and a few feet high appeared in front of him. The little Taoist priest put away the jade plaque and walked into the light gate with the old monk one after the other. After a few breaths, the light portal vanished, and there was no longer half a figure here.

The old monk followed the little Taoist priest all the way to the top of the mountain slowly, and behind the light gate was a different world. In the distance, there are dozens of tall mountains in the sea of clouds, mountains and fog, and temples and halls are built according to the mountains. In the sky, there are occasional cranes and other spirit birds flying by, and there are all kinds of light shuttling between the mountain peaks. A few miles away, you can also see a mile-long street, on which Taoist priests dressed in various robes come and go from various shops, so it is not lively.

The two men made their way through several pavilions and courtyards, and finally stopped in front of a large hall. The doors of the temple were opened on both sides, and the sound of conversation was faintly heard inside, which was not very clear. The little Taoist priest said: "Master, please come in, the master and several elders are in the hall." The old monk bowed slightly, and walked inside.

This hall is quite spacious, with more than ten cyan stone pillars on each side. Several bronze ancient tripods were placed on the side of the stone pillar, and a few wisps of green smoke swayed upward, exuding a faint sandalwood fragrance. There is a huge portrait in the middle hall, and in the middle is an old Taoist, dressed in a seven-star Taoist robe and carrying a whisk of dust. I saw him twisting his beard sideways, staring at the stars in the distance and being stunned. Next to Lao Dao stood a boy of seven or eight years old, with two pigtails on his head and a cardigan. He held the lotus leaf in one hand, and the Taoist priest's robe in the other hand, and his two big black eyes looked at Lao Dao with a blank expression.

Several futons under the portrait are formed in a circle, and several people are sitting on them and talking quietly. In the center is a middle-aged Taoist priest, with a Chinese face, short mustache and sword eyebrows, solemn demeanor, not angry and arrogant. A pair of deep starry eyes seem to be able to penetrate everything, but they reveal a trace of loneliness.

To the left of the middle-aged Taoist priest is a scholar-like scribe holding a folding fan, and on the right is a young woman in red with a delicate face. Next to the young woman was a Taoist aunt, similar in age to her, with a phoenix-shaped hosta inserted in her jet-black bun, and the two were whispering. Next to the scholar was a middle-aged man dressed as a fisherman, wearing a bamboo hat and holding a three-foot-long turquoise bamboo cane. Shirtless and barefoot, with one hand on his face, looking up at the top of the temple, he didn't know what he was thinking. Only two futons were left empty in this lap.

The monk said the Buddha name, and saluted with one hand: "The old man is late, please forgive me." ”

"Master, please take a seat, fellow Daoists have just arrived. The middle-aged Taoist priest greeted.

Master Wuxiang sat down on the futon next to the fisherman, and nodded to the few people around him as a greeting. The middle-aged Taoist priest cleared his throat and said, "Then let's start!"

When the young woman in red heard this, she was surprised: "Don't you have to wait for Yunshan Daoyou?"

At this time, the scribe put away the folding fan in his hand and explained: "The cloud madman is cultivating a powerful supernatural power, I'm afraid he won't be able to come." ”

"It's okay, it's okay to bother Qingkun Daoyou to tell Yunshan. The middle-aged Taoist priest said slowly.

The scribe arched his hand and said, "It's a trivial matter, please rest assured Brother Li." ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest had a straight face and continued: "For hundreds of thousands of years, the two races of humans and demons have been at peace with each other and have not invaded each other. However, in the past hundred years, the fangs of the demon realm have provoked wars and acted recklessly, and many clansmen have been slaughtered. At first, the alliance also negotiated with it, but unfortunately it had little success. It can be seen that the ambition of the demon wolf must have a greater plan. ”

Speaking of this, the middle-aged Taoist priest paused and looked around. I saw that everyone frowned tightly and their faces were solemn. Recently, the demons have frequently provoked and deliberately created incidents, and several of you have already heard of it.

The young woman in red frowned slightly with a pair of willow leaves, and said slowly: "I once sneaked into the Demon Domain with Fairy Luan back then, and I also know a little about the other world. The entire space of the Demon Domain Land was filled with a faint demonic aura, which had a faint corrosive effect on the magic body. Although for us and others, these Xu Demonic Qi are not enough to worry about, but for low-level cultivators, it is not suitable to live for a long time. Relatively speaking, the demons are not used to my sacred realm. Except for some ores and some special spiritual materials, the resources required for cultivation by the two clans are completely different. So their purpose should not be that. She was clearly puzzled by the Majin's actions.

Master Wuxiang said in a deep voice: "What Fairy Chixia said, Lao Wei also heard it. When consulting the classics of the sect, the poor monk also paid attention to the records of demons. The exercises practiced by demons are very different from ours. Demonic energy is like a snake and scorpion to the Terrans, but it is of great benefit to them. Whether it is magic tricks, secret techniques, or even alchemy and refining tools, they are all based on comprehending demonic energy. ”

"Since it's not for cultivation resources, what else is there for them to covet? Could it be that they have discovered some ancient secret realm in the Holy Domain?"

Dao Gu looked left and right and asked, "Ancient Secret Realm?" But my Terran has been operating in this realm for millions of years, and if it does exist, I can at least detect some clues. But have you received any trouble?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest frowned and said, "Although Brother Shaoming's conjecture is bold, it cannot be ruled out that there is such a possibility. I've been pondering the purpose of the demon for a long time, but I haven't been able to come up with a clear answer. However, we must be highly vigilant and united. All the sects work together to defeat the demons, but there is no need to be too afraid. He thought about it for a moment, but did not deny the fisherman's words.

The others did not have a more reasonable guess for a while, and they speculated, but no one spoke for a while.

Then his majestic face showed a sad look, and his tone was still so low and gentle: "This matter will be put aside for the time being, and everyone will inform each other if there is any progress." Actually, I have another thing to announce to you this time..."

"Senior brother, you think about it again! You can prolong your life without using mana. There are still decades left before we can hope to find a cure. What's more..."Dao Gu on the side hurriedly interrupted, with an inexplicable sadness on her face.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stretched out his right hand and motioned for Dao Gu to stop talking, and said indifferently: "Gu Nan, I have already thought through my brother. Rather than lingering, it is better to sit down and live this life earlier. You and I cultivators originally went against the heavens, starting from heaven and earth, and then returning to heaven and earth. Isn't this a different kind of practice?"

The remaining four were already stunned and speechless for a long time. Even if they have been practicing for thousands of years, their hearts have long been undisturbed, and they are shocked and inexplicable when they suddenly hear this heavy news. Dignified Taoism, profound Taoism, and a body of Xuangong is powerful in all directions. Those with such strength will not exceed ten fingers in the Immortal Realm. How can it not be shocking to sit down now.

Everyone stared blankly at the middle-aged Taoist priest, as if they wanted to see something on his face.

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his head and exhaled, as if recalling: "You fellow Daoists don't have to be so surprised, listen to me slowly. More than thirty years ago, I received a message from my disciples, reporting to me that the sect's Xuanhuo Elder was besieged by demons in Luoyan Valley and asked for help. After receiving the news, I rushed to support with Senior Sister Gu Nan and the Wandering Immortals. When we arrived at the place where the incident occurred, we found that the Xuanhuo was already in danger. ”

His brows tightened, his tone was still calm, and he said softly: "There are two of them, and they are not afraid to see us. One of them laughed and said, 'It's just in time, I haven't finished killing yet.' 'My sect elder was injured, and I had already held back the fire in my belly. This demon is still so arrogant at this time, I will fight with him without saying a word. Gu Nan and Liuxian also fought with another demon. Elder Xuanhuo was seriously injured, and I sent a message to him to leave first. Although there are few magic weapons of demons, the magic power is quite strong. Although I have the upper hand a little, I can't take him for a while. Although the other demon resisted the joint efforts of Gu Nan and Liuxian, he didn't make the slightest effort, and coldly observed the situation on my side..."

The more the other four listened, the more shocked they became, and they couldn't hide the horror in their hearts. The high power of Dao Zun's mana is second to none in the Holy Domain. The horror of the strength of those who can fight without losing can be imagined. And Li Gu Nan and the Wandering Immortals are not weak, but the two of them can't help the other demon when they join forces. The strength of these two demons is terrifying?!

Thinking back to this, the middle-aged Taoist priest had a haze on his face, and continued: "This fight is a day and a night, and everyone can't hold it for a long time. My mana is still half small, but Gu Nan is a little weak, and I am afraid that it will not be good for us to delay it. In desperation, I risked a backlash and used my forbidden technique to injure the demon, but at the same time, I also ate his clutches. These two demons didn't know whether they were afraid of the power of forbidden arts, or they were afraid of being in the realm of our sacred realm, and after a long time, the movement was too great, attracting the help of other Taoist friends, so they stopped fighting with us and fled. ”

Dao Zun paused for a moment, his face reminiscing.

"Gu Nan and Liuxian have both injured their vitality, and although that demon has been hit by me, he is not powerless to fight back. In the balance, the three of us didn't catch up. After returning to the sect, they recovered after several months of recuperation. And a nameless black qi the size of a broad bean appeared in my body, and no matter how much I exercised, I couldn't refine it. What's even more terrifying is that every time I invoke my mana, this black qi will swallow up the mana as if it had encountered a tonic, and it will become stronger and stronger. Later, I realized the seriousness of the situation and made up my mind to abandon this body and rebuild. It's a pity that it's too late, and the primordial spirit in the body seems to be imprisoned and can't get out of the body. The middle-aged Taoist priest said unhurriedly, shaking his head, his face full of helplessness.

Qing Kun's face was full of disbelief, and he said suspiciously: "Is there such a thing? The Changchun Zhenren of your sect is proficient in pills and has a deep insight into all kinds of difficult diseases. Is there nothing he can do?"

"Second Senior Brother had prepared a few pairs of pills before, and they did have a certain medicinal effect at first. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and it slowly lost its effectiveness, and several changes to the Dan Fang had little effect, and now it is helpless. Li Gunan's voice became slower and lower when he said this, and there was some fog in his eyes.

I don't know what this black gas is, it's so powerful. For the Wuxiang Masters, all this came too suddenly, and it was difficult to accept for a while. If the methods of the demons are so tricky, then it may not be easy to fight the demons in the future. The rest of the people exchanged ears, obviously talking about the nameless demonic energy they had heard of for the first time.

The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to think of everyone's fear of the strength of the demons, and said with relief: "The matter has come to this, you don't have to think about it. Presumably, those two demons are not ordinary people in the Demon Domain, and they will not appear in my Sacred Domain lightly. ”

When several people heard this, their faces relaxed.

"Since the founding of the Tianyi Sect by our ancestors, it has been more than 100,000 years ago. It has been more than a thousand years since I ascended from the human realm to the Holy Land. Thanks to the teacher's love to teach the supreme Tao and carefully advise, there is today's realm. I would like to ask for your help in this last matter. Speaking of this, Dao Zun's face showed a resolute expression.

"The Holy Realm, although the aura is abundant and conducive to cultivation, it is a pity that cultivators are only dedicated to pursuing the Great Dao, but they are not willing to spend energy on having children. Therefore, the birth of the Holy Realm Ling'er is pitiful. The human realm, although there is a lack of cultivation resources, has always been the foundation of the sacred realm. Every year, the monks who fly across the Sacred Realm are a great addition to our human race's immortal cultivation realm. However, there are very few people in the human world who can obtain immortal fate and practice immortal law after all. Therefore, the last thing Poor Dao wants to do before sitting down is to incarnate into a spirit seed and become attached to the human world. ”

"Amitabha, good! Dao Zun is actually going to perform the method of that spiritual seed and cross the human world!" Master Wuxiang got up after speaking, and put his hands together in front of his chest, his face full of admiration.

The scribes, young women, and fishermen looked at each other, obviously embarrassed by Daozun's decision. And Li Gunan was already in tears at this time.

The middle-aged Taoist priest slowly got up and bowed his hand to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, rest for a day, and fly to the platform tomorrow night to help me cast spells." Then he said to Li Gunan: "Treat all Taoist friends on my behalf." After saying that, he walked towards the inner hall, and the remaining few people were at a loss for a moment.

Dividing line ******

At midnight, the ancestral hall of the Tianyi sect.

At this time, Daozun sat cross-legged on the futon, his face full of pain. His eyes were closed, his face was bruised, and he was sweating like a pillar. A black light could be seen wriggling in the bulge beneath his skin.

Across from him was a man with a solemn face and several silver needles more than half a foot long between his fingertips. The man had a delicate face and was wearing a black and white robe, his complexion was as ruddy as jade, and he looked no more than thirty years old. If it weren't for the two strands of snow-white sideburns, I would really think he was a young Taoist priest.

This person is the real person of Changchun mentioned by Qingkun in the main hall today. He is good at the art of Danshi, and he has a good appearance, and he looks much younger than Daozun. In addition, this person also has a lot of research on medical skills and miscellaneous sciences, and has the reputation of "wonderful hand rejuvenation" in this holy area.

Suddenly, Changchun Zhenren's eyes became sharp, and the silver needle in his hand flew out and pierced several acupoints on Daozun's face. He recited a few more muffled incantations, and a soft green glow emanated from the silver needle.

After a stick of incense, the Changchun real magic shot back with a cash register needle and fell into a brocade box in front of him.

At this time, the black qi on Dao Zun's face dissipated and he regained his calm. He opened his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Alas, now the interval between seizures is getting shorter and shorter!"

Changchun Zhenren's face froze, and he asked, "Have you really thought about it?" If you don't use mana and add the pill I have prepared, you can at least increase the longevity of your junior brother for nearly a hundred years. ”

Daozun shook his head and sighed: "A hundred years? Forget it! Rather than waiting for the sitting down like this, it is better to end it happily." ”

The man frowned and said, "If you are gone, who will handle the affairs of this sect?" Gu Nan has a shallow foundation after all. ”

"I know what you're worried about, Senior Brother still has some resentment towards the master. When the master passed on the position of head to me, he didn't say anything, and he was definitely not convinced. He claimed to have traveled abroad over the years, how could I not know that he was haunted by the original decision of the Master? If I were not there, I am afraid that he would still have some thoughts about the position of the Dao Venerable. ”

After the two looked at each other for a moment, he looked away, and a look of painful memories appeared in his eyes: "Actually, this kind of false name is harmful to you and me who cultivate the Heavenly Dao, and it will only increase the worry. It doesn't matter to him even to give up this position as the head of the house. It's a pity that he is too utilitarian, and if he entrusts him with the inheritance of his ancestors and ancestors, it will probably be a blessing or a curse. The hard work of dozens of generations of ancestors of our sect, and the future of tens of thousands of sect members cannot be ruined by one person. After Daozun finished speaking, he let out another long sigh.

Then he said sincerely: "I know that senior brother, you don't like to meddle in the affairs of the sect, and you are intoxicated with the way of alchemy. But at present, the sect is an eventful time, there are demons on the outside, and there is a hidden danger of uneven hearts inside. Please also ask the senior brother to make it difficult and take care of it. ”

Changchun Zhenren was silent, and said after a while: "Since the junior brother has made up his mind, I will no longer stop it." Please rest assured, I will do my best to do my best in the affairs of the sect. ”

Then he frowned slightly and said, "Xuanhuo's condition was similar to yours at that time. More than ten years ago, he proposed to go out to seek medical advice and has not returned, I wonder what his situation is?"

Dao Zun's face was full of worry, and he also knew the situation of Xuanhuo. It's just that there has been no news for so many years, which makes him even more worried. He said slowly: "I don't know how he is now, but his Yuan Shen card is nothing unusual in the ancestral hall." ”

With that, they looked at the candlestick, ten paces away, where dozens of oil lamps of primitive style were burning quietly.

Changchun Zhenren had a bad premonition in his heart, and said slowly: "I hope Xuanhuo can escape this catastrophe!"

"Second Senior Brother doesn't have to think about it, let's rest early, I want to stay here for a while. ”

"Okay. After speaking, Changchun Zhenren got up and left, as if he knew his intentions.

Daozun stood up, came to the incense table, and reached out to hold three incense sticks. He lit the incense by the candlestick, swayed it gently, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose. He held the incense in both hands, bowed down and prayed, and finally inserted the sticks into the censer.

Then he looked solemnly at the dozens of tablets on the shrine, and returned to the kneeling pad to perform three kneels and nine bows. When he was done, he closed his eyes and whispered something to himself. It seems that he is reporting the affairs of the sect to the ancestors and listening to their instructions.

Daozun meditated for another half an hour and left. The empty ancestral hall became silent again.

Suddenly, a thumb-sized flame on the candlestick where the lamp was placed changed. It flutters as if the wind blows, and its colors change between black and white. But after a few breaths, the flame stabilized again, as if it had just been an illusion.

There is a small valley in the northeast of the Tianyi sect, surrounded by mountains, and the vegetation is luxuriant. In the middle of the valley is a path that winds to a nondescript peak. At midnight that day, six people came from the foot of the mountain, and they were all the people who had been discussing in the main hall yesterday.

The Dao Venerable at the head stopped and said, "This is the place, fellow Daoists, please wait a moment." As soon as he recited the mantra in his mouth, he had a small blue flag in his hand. The flag is triangular in shape, palm-sized, and fluorescently flowing on the surface. In the middle of the flag is written the word "Ling" in black seal. He threw the flag into the air, and the small flag grew larger in the wind until it grew a little longer. Daozun quickly pinched the trick and pointed at the small flag, and it disappeared into the stone wall in front of it.

A moment later, as a "minute!" spell came out of Dao Zun's mouth, the mountain wall in front of him shook violently. After a few muffled rumbling sounds, a huge stone door appeared on the bare stone wall. I saw that Daozun's sleeve robe was flicked casually, and the huge stone door opened to both sides, revealing a dark passage.

Daozun didn't speak, and walked into the stone gate first, followed by the other five. The passage was a little damp, and the stone walls were embedded with fist-sized hedrons every few feet, emitting a soft glow. A stone staircase about two feet wide winds downward, and it is not clear where it leads.

After walking for about half an hour, the terrain suddenly opened up, and an altar appeared in front of everyone. This altar is pentagonal, about 100 zhang square, from top to bottom there are three layers of steps, each layer of steps about dozens of layers.

Everyone climbed the stairs, but a cup of tea reached the top of the altar. It was empty, with only a five-foot-high fence enclosing the center in a regular pentagon. There is a phoenix head carved at the junction on both sides, and the five phoenix heads have different shapes and simple shapes. The stone pillars of the fence are carved with some patterns, including the sun, moon and stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects, spirit animals, auspicious clouds, etc. In the blank space of the stone fence, the three big characters "Feidu Tai" are written vertically in red paint. There is also a small text next to the big characters, which introduces the age and origin of this place. The fog churning inside the fence is not real, and there is a faint sound of thunder.

Everyone seemed to be no stranger to this altar, and they all looked at ease. Dao Venerable stood still on the side of the altar, and then said, "All Dao friends will do according to the method I taught earlier. ”

I saw monks, Taoist aunts, young women, fishermen, and scholars each walking under a phoenix head and sitting cross-legged. A slow, low incantation sounded from the originally silent altar. The sound grew louder and more urgent, and in a moment the old and obscure incantations filled the entire altar, making people dizzy to listen to.

Dao Zun shouted: "Fellow Daoists, you can start!"

When these five people heard this, their fingers pointed at the phoenix head in front of them. As if alive, the phoenix head turned inward in unison, opening its mouth and spitting out five pillars of light of different colors. The colors of this pillar of light are gold, blue, blue, red, and yellow, and they converge in the center to form a multicolored light cluster. As if they had been called, the patterns on the stone railings came to life and kept turning along the altar.

The pillar of light became thicker and thicker, the light mass became larger and larger, the pattern turned faster and faster, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the five people. Just as he was dazzled, he heard a strong spell "Break!" A bucket-sized ball of light burst open in the middle, emitting a dazzling white light. As soon as the churning white mist in the stone fence came into contact with this white man, it quickly dissolved like spring and white snow, and was replaced by a mysterious black and bottomless hollow. At this time, the pillar of light also disappeared, and only a thick multicolored light mask appeared above the hollow.

I don't know when the Dao Zun on the side also cast the spell, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the sweat was like rain. I saw that the spell in his hand was constantly changing, and the spell in his mouth was rapid and low. Suddenly, the spell came to an abrupt halt, his eyes closed, his hands drooped, and he became motionless as if he had collapsed. Immediately, a white light and shadow appeared behind him, and if you look closely, it is clearly his appearance.

The light and shadow slowly opened his eyes and looked around, and finally stopped at Dao Gu's body, his eyes full of reluctance and a hint of melancholy. Li Gunan's eyes were red and he stared at this light and shadow, and a line of tears dripped down his cheeks and fell onto his robe.

After a pause for a moment, the phantom stepped across more than ten zhang to the hollow, and arched his hand towards everyone and said, "Fellow Daoists, cherish it!" After that, a muffled sound like broken porcelain came, and the phantom collapsed and dispersed, forming countless soybean-sized points of light. They wander and float above the hollow, like fireflies on a summer day. As soon as the five-person magic trick was closed, the light mask dissipated, and a huge suction force came from the hole. The fireflies seemed to be attracted to something and went straight down into the hollow.

At this moment, a black light cluster the size of an egg on the Dao Venerable Dharma Body quietly emerged. With a "whoosh", it sped towards the pile of "fireflies", as fast as lightning. The sound of "pop" breaking through the air sounded, and a huge bamboo phantom waved down, and it was about to smash the black light. Something unexpected happened, and the black light twisted to the side as if it had eyes, and the blow was dodged by it. Then the black light did not pause, and the latter fell sharply downward.

The robes of the five people on the side of the stone fence danced wildly, and they hurriedly cast spells to stabilize their figures. The "fisherman", who was called Shaoming, still maintained the posture of waving a bamboo cane. After a few breaths, the black hole disappeared, returning to its original appearance of white mist rolling, and the phoenix head and various patterns also returned to their original positions.

Several people came around, and Shao Ming said with a solemn face: "Have you seen it?"

Everyone nodded, full of groans.

With an expression of disbelief on his face, he said in surprise, "This black light actually dodged my blow. ”

"This thing should have been left in Daozun's body by the demon, and he actually knew how to escape. It's a bit unbelievable!" said Master Wuxiang.

Qing Kun shook his folding fan and said worriedly: "This black light will not make waves in the Netherworld." ”

When the others heard this, their hearts skipped a beat and they were silent.

"Even if this thing dodged the blow just now, the spatial turbulence and Gangfeng in the void are not so easy to deal with. Maybe it will be wiped out in the power of this interface. Fairy Chixia thought for a moment and said.

Everyone seemed to agree with her statement and stopped discussing the matter for the time being. Looking towards the place where Daozun was meditating, his Dharma body disappeared at this time, leaving only a jade gourd, a pair of copper coin-like magic weapons, and a palm-sized token. The crowd gathered around and didn't speak, just silently looked at these items.

After a while, Fairy Chixia first persuaded: "Gu Nan doesn't have to be too sad, although Dao Zun sits, he is incarnated as a person who is destined to cross the human realm of the spirit seed." It can be regarded as the beginning of another kind of avenue!"

"What the fairy said is very true, you and I need to look down on the life and death of immortal cultivators. The fisherman, who was called Shaoming, also said gloomily.

Master Wuxiang exclaimed: "Amitabha, Li Daoyou's understanding of life and death, and his great enlightenment make the poor monks admire. Gu Nan doesn't have to be too sad. ”

Qingkun shook the folding fan lightly and sighed: "Life and death, the cycle of heaven." The death of this world is the life of that life. Li Daoyou has incarnated tens of millions in the human world, perhaps this is the beginning of his immortal and holy. He had a heartfelt admiration for Daozun.

Li Gunan didn't say anything and stepped forward slowly, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, he took three items on the ground into his hand. She gently rubbed the items in her hand and said slowly: "Senior brother, please rest assured, I will do the things you explain well." ”

The white point of light in the void fell down as fast as a meteor. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and scattered them like stars in the sky. Some of the points of light became a little dim under the tearing of the strange wind, and some were directly quenched in this endless void.

The wind kept blowing, as if it would never stop.

Woo woo... Woo woo... It feels like the howl of ghosts in the underworld.

I don't know how long it fell, but the wind stopped and the howl was no longer audible. The white dots of light the size of soybeans seemed to be tired, and they slowly fell like dandelions, passing through the thick clouds and coming to the sky above a certain place. At this time, only a few dozen light and dark points of light could be seen in the sky, and their brothers and sisters did not know where they had fallen.

Gradually, the mountains and rivers below became clearer, and the houses slowly became larger. One fell on a nameless flower and disappeared, and the flower looked more gorgeous, one fell on the tree, and the tree looked even greener, and another was even around a pregnant woman, spinning in circles. Eventually, it disappeared into the pregnant woman's womb as if it had found a home.