Lin Daoming held the cat sword and stepped into the painting of the ancestor first. Lin'er carried me like a cloth bag, with her teeth and claws, not letting anyone get close, and jumping into the painting.

Fang Qiong took away the Dharma Bodies that he was entangled with the three tower patrol people, and also turned into a golden light to enter. The rest followed. All of the people's false heart seals withered and became invalid, and they fled as a group of demons, and the remaining three tower patrols disappeared naturally. If Fang Qiong and the others wanted to return again, they could only use the imaginary minds of the captured tower patrolmen to make another production.

The scenery of Lao Junguan in the painting is still the same, and it is still the scene before Luo Shenyao smashed it with a star in the last time. It was late autumn, and the painting was still a group of oily beating willow trees.

I could see and hear, but I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I didn't know the smell of incense, I couldn't touch, I couldn't send out thoughts. Lin'er spoke to me, I understood it, and I couldn't answer a word, I could only blink my eyes, indicating that I was still sane. Lin'er nodded and said no more.

I am like a wandering spirit, watching the old gentleman in the world of the whole ancestor to see everything:

Everyone tasted the hardships of the Daomen Tallinn Patrol Tower, and the Yuan Shen was greatly consumed, and their expressions all looked sluggish. There is no physical body, no contact with aura, Rao is a real person, and he has to sit and eat the sky. The unique Fang Qiong proved to be back to the void, and a steady stream of Dao power overflowed, but gradually recovered.

She thought for a while, then took out a page of rune paper from the Taoist book Soshen Ji, and turned the rune paper into a basket. Fang Qiong made something out of the basket, took out the fish cakes and distributed them to everyone one by one. It's the Eater Spell. Fish cakes are extraordinary, all of them are transformed by the power of the Dao, nourishing the spirit, although it is not as good as the immortal wine, but as long as the power of the Tao continues, it can be eaten like flowing water. Only I can't swallow it.

The food of the Transformation Eating Spell was not delicious, but looking at the appearance of everyone, the fish cakes that Fang Qiong realized were extremely delicious, after all, he was a demon ancestor who implemented the purpose of pleasure, even if he was embarrassed, he couldn't lose his attention.

I should remind them that the little willow tree of Lao Junguan has food and lodging for visiting the sick, five hundred taels of silver and an egg, and artifacts like the Cat Sword and the Shen Tu Sword can pawn several boats and carts of eggs. It's a pity that I can't speak.

If I could speak, Lin'er would have beaten me up with laughter.

When encountering an uninvited guest, the beating willow tree is naturally stimulated and waved around. But to the people who are truly humane, they are just annoying flies. Fang Qiong pinched a wind spell, and a fresh breeze was born around her, blowing so that the wicker could not fall.

A young man with a white beard and a mustache jumped down from a willow tree with two shiny kitchen knives and shouted, "I am Little Willow Tree, a disciple of Laojun Guan Chunweng. What do you have to do?"

Fang Qiong glanced at the little willow tree meaningfully.

Everyone was on guard. Even if the ignorant young man in front of him lost his memory, after all, he was on par with Quan Zu and Fang Qiong's trial at the same time.

Xiao Liushu looked at Fang Qiong, and also said to herself, "Sister is so familiar with this question, I don't know where I've seen it." I've never been out of the island for 1,500 years, when have I seen it?"

He shook his head, "Could it be a dream." Forget it, don't be delusional. ”

Fang Qiong responded angrily, "I have a fate with you, and I'm here to take you out this time." The outside world is full of flowers, and you don't get bored living on the island all the time?"

Little Willow said with a smile: "When no one is around, the safflower blooms spontaneously, I don't know how many eons and lifetimes have passed, how can you be bored? ”

He put away his kitchen knife, looked at me, and said, "The people who came to the island have all sought medical treatment from Tsubaki, and there is clearly a dying man here." Sister Fairy, why don't you ask for medical treatment, but instead have a dream friendship with me? Oh, I see that you all brought your own food, presumably because you are shy and look down on the disease, so you can only trap me. ”

The crowd was laughing and crying at what he said. But I thought, the last time I had clearly met the little willow tree, he had forgotten that it was clean, as if he had never seen me.

Qingwei Zhenren looked at the little willow tree and asked Fang Qiong, this is really the ancestor of water viewing. Such a naïve child can't master a sect?

It's best if the real water is so naïve. Fang Qiong wished he had been so naïve all the time.

Ji Liuli was expressionless and didn't say a word.

Fang Qiong smiled and asked Xiao Liushu, "Then Chun Weng is here, we are indeed penniless, and we ask you to be accommodating." I heard that the Taoist Gate has the virtue of a good life, and Laojunguan is a holy place to bring the dead back to life, you can't help it. If there is a dead person in this willow forest, won't it be a loss for the face of the old gentleman. ”

The little willow tree said proudly: "If the old gentleman enters the world, the palace of the king of Hades will be full of grass." Tsubaki Weng was worried that life and death would be chaotic and cause a catastrophe, so he moved Laojunguan out of the world. Now that he is here, this man cannot die. You all have hands and feet, and you can't afford to pay for the doctor for a while, so just pay it back slowly. ”

He touched my unconscious hand and suddenly said, "It's a pity." ”

Lin'er hurriedly said, "Why pity?"

Little Willow said: "Chun Weng is not here. I'm the only one who hasn't cured this symptom of the collapse of the primordial spirit. If I want to say Bao Zhi, it is a slang. I can't wait for Tsubaki to come back, and he will disperse, do you dare to let me practice?"

Having said that, the little willow tree was gearing up, but there was a look of eagerness to try.

Fang Qiong asked, "When will Chun Weng leave and when will he return?"

Little Willow said: "Chun Weng has traveled to the world, and I don't know when I will return." ”

This is good news for Fang Joan. But it's bad news for Kunlun's people. The ancestor has no last resort, where is his arrangement?

Lin'er said to Xiao Liushu: "This Yuan Jun is my Taoist companion, you must cure him." ”

Little Willow stroked his beard, "Carry it in, so that you don't feel it, and you can save it from boiling and boiling." You are waiting outside. ”

Lin'er said: "I'm going to follow up and watch you treat him." ”

Little Willow stared at Lin'er's paws for a while, and said, "Look, you're also used to seeing blood, so come in." ”

Ji Liuli and Lin Daoming stayed outside the medicine room. Fang Qiong, Pianpian, and Yuan Zhi are in a circle further. Everyone had their own thoughts, and they were silent.

Lin'er followed the little willow tree and carried me into Tsubaki's medicine room.

Xiao Liushu said, "I will use the Creation God Furnace to reforge a primordial god for you, which is equivalent to cleaning up the new container of your scattered heart." Before that, you can sleep for a while. ”

The Divine Furnace of Creation is in the ring of my physical body, and in the magic tower outside, I have no sense at all. How can a small willow tree be used?

He closed my eyes.

Mountains and rivers suddenly appeared, and I returned to the world outside the magic tower: the Doufa Terrace, the Magic Tower, the Dark Cloud City, the Hutian of Kunlun, the remains of the Dao Tower of the Sword Sect, and the moonless night on the first day of the ninth month, everything was in full view.

I'm like an outsider, looking down on the world, in great detail:

On the fighting platform, there was a lot of discussion among the sects. It's the season of the mountain and river list. The real people who went to Motaso to return to Pian Pian did not bring her back. Na Qingwei, Lin Daoming, Yuan Zhi, and Ji Liuli all fell into a deep concentration. And the day before yesterday, Yuan Jiankong and Luo Shenlin, who were in the Tiger Saint Mansion, didn't even know where their bodies were.

Lin Sheng has no comment. The rest of the unseated Returning Void Patriarchs all entered the Dingzhong and did not say a word. The heads of the five sects discussed, the mountains and rivers list can not be postponed, it is still going on, Yuan Jiankong, Luo Shenlin, Yuan Zhi three new real people who have not returned within the time limit are regarded as giving up the competition, and the remaining twenty-four people compete for the treasure of the five returning to the void.

The four sects recovered the physical bodies of the real people of each sect from the magic tower, and prepared a separate team to find the physical bodies of Yuan Jiankong and Luo Shenyao.

I can't help but sigh: Kunlun bothered to calculate, and it was wrong. Lin'er and I both missed the play-off, and the ownership of the first three treasures became confusing. Kunlun's strongest combat power was absent, and it was not possible to win the ring match by mastering one-third of the world's cultivators.

The original sword is empty, and when I appeared, he disappeared on the list of mountains and rivers.

"Fortunately, Emperor Taisho delayed and did not dare to come to Dark Cloud City. If he had come today, I, the emperor, would have disappeared, and my ugliness would have become even greater. ”

I couldn't help but say to myself. Suddenly, I realized that I could speak up.

I haven't recovered, have I?

"At the beginning, I was also like you, concerned about the rise and fall of the Sword Sect after my absence. But after a long time, I am also used to watching from the sidelines. Everyone has what they can do and what they can't do. You don't have to remember what you can't do, just do your own thing. Kunlun can destroy the Sword Sect, but it can't destroy the Dao. All their deeds will be multiplied by the Tao. ”

I looked back for the human voice that sounded out of nothingness. The world of red dust disappeared in my eyes.

There was only one light in the darkness, and from that light came the human voice. A swarthy, sturdy, resolute man sat on a futon, all the light coming from the lamp in front of him.

My mind was wandering, and I couldn't see the world, but that person borrowed my eyes to see the world from a non-hidden and non-visible place.

"Wei Zhengrong, hello. I said, "Are you the way?"

"I walked out of a road. ”

Wei Zhengrong said.