Sword shadow streamer, chasing stars and moon.

Zhou Bai walked against the wind, and his speed was getting faster and faster, and the cyan light crossed the night sky, even the bright stars and bright moon around him were overshadowed by this sword shadow.

Just when everyone was talking and didn't know what kind of power this was, in the night sky illuminated by the sword shadow, a crimson sword light came from the east, and the aura and power were equal to the green mang, and they blended together.

A few people living in the wilderness outside the quicksand river suddenly woke up, two golden lights appeared from Sun Wukong's eyes, and then disappeared into the darkness, before he could speak, he saw a fat figure arching next to him, and said with a stilted face: "Brother Monkey, this is the one played above?

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhu Bajie's ear, and said with a cruel smile: "Yes, the woman in it is very beautiful, I guarantee that you will be tempted when you see it." ”

'It hurts. Zhu Bajie slapped Sun Wukong's hand away, played with his ears and said, "I am the Marshal Tianpeng who is in charge of the 100,000 Tianhe Water Army, I haven't seen any beautiful fairies, I am asking about the origin and origin of these two people." ”

Sun Wukong scratched his chin, his crystal eyes sparkled in the dark, and he saw Zhu Bajie's heart furious, and he was silent for a long time before he smiled: "You should ask the third junior brother about this matter, he knows much better than me." The smile was still a cruel smile, but the attitude was a little colder, and the faint mockery made Zhu Bajie's heart skip a beat.

"Although my grandson's cultivation is imprisoned in Taiyi Xuanxian, it is not something you can test with words. ”

Just when Zhu Bajie wanted to find Mu Zha, who was pretending to be asleep, Sun Wukong's cold voice came from behind him, and the invincibility and recklessness in it attracted Zhu Bajie's mocking smile.

As if he smelled the smell of a pig approaching, Mu Zha turned over and said with a smile: "Second senior brother, you can be a wise and foolish person, why do you use these little wits to make everyone unhappy?"

Zhu Bajie looked back at the rolling quicksand day and night, and said with a smile: "My old Zhu is just a little curious, if the third junior brother doesn't want to say it, forget it." ”

Mu Zha closed his eyes and fell asleep, and said faintly: "If you were less curious, you wouldn't have fallen to this point, go to bed early, don't wake up Master." ”

Zhu Bajie shook his head and sighed bitterly, leaning on the boulder by the river, looking at the Milky Way across the sky, and the blue and red swords that met and passed away in the river.

...

They were relatively speechless, just because their lips had overlapped, the light and shadow had dissipated, and the figures of the two of them had also disappeared into the closed sword domain space.

Greedily breathing the breath of the other party's body, Zhou Bai just wanted to rub the red jade into his body at the moment, the hot lips and the hot heartbeat made the red jade intoxicated, and also made Zhou Bai obsessed.

For a long time, the lips parted.

...

Hundreds of years are like thousands of years for two people who love each other, but thousands of years of time are only the difference between yesterday and today for this empty and lonely Jinao Island.

As soon as Zhou Bai and Hongyu arrived in the East China Sea, they saw the huge waves in front of them parting left and right, and a thin man in an ink-colored robe walked over with a smile on his face, leaned over and said, "I've seen the teacher, the teacher." ”

Zhou Bai glanced at the Taoist in a daze, and only then did he react, and couldn't help laughing: "What a six-eared, five hundred years have actually achieved the Golden Immortal Fruit Rank!"

The six-eared Daoist smiled with his head bowed, not showing half of his smugness, and his every move had washed away the nature of the demon and returned to the truth of the Dao.

"If it weren't for the teacher's presence, how could Teacher Zhenyuan take in Liu'er, and today he was able to get rid of his fate, all thanks to the teacher's help. Liu'er bowed his head and said, and auspicious clouds gathered in front of him, tiled on the huge waves, like a jade stone platform.

Such a scene naturally also attracted the attention of the sea aquarium, and in a short time, several water dragons gushed out of the depths of the Dragon Palace.

Zhou Bai blinked, looking at the scene in front of him in puzzlement, this kind of pomp and circumstance is inevitably a bit exciting, right? Fortunately, the current sect is sparsely populated, if it is placed in the era of the Ten Thousand Immortals Dynasty, I am afraid it will be earth-shattering, right?

Hongyu took Zhou Bai's arm and whispered, "The lamp is in your hand, and the immortals of the sect cheer and cheer, this pomp and circumstance is also discussed by Senior Sister Wudang and many other senior brothers, so as not to grasp the handle of the Sect of Buddhism, and the Taoist friends of the Heavenly Court did not come, but just let the East China Sea Clan cooperate a little." ”

Zhou Bai realized this, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and muttered, Interception Sect really needs to show its own existence to the world.

Since the war of the gods, the interception of religion is like erased from the flood of famine, although there are Kui Niu and others who travel and wander outside, but no one dares to expose their identity of the interception, different from the malaise of the teaching, today's interception of the religion in the eyes of the world, must have died out, right?

Until..... Zhou Bai killed the lamp.

Liu'er raised his head slightly, looking at Zhou Bai's back, a touch of fanatical worship emerged in his eyes, Jin Xian Xiu killed the quasi-saint ancient Buddha, such a feat shocked the entire flood wilderness.

When the lamp fell, the heavens and the earth were sad, the luck of Buddhism plummeted by more than three percent, all the temples and statues of the gods were destroyed, and even the light of the Buddha that had been condensed for thousands of years also dissipated.

In the past, the people who fell in the hands of the burning lamp all applauded, especially Zhao Gongming, who traveled thousands of miles to the Qilin Cliff to tell Yunxiao Daogu about the matter.

As for the fact that Zhou Bai himself did not worship the sect, at this time, everyone had already forgotten it selectively.

Outside the Biyou Palace, the Holy Mother of Wudang has set up a wine banquet, the table is divided into two rows for dozens of miles, and there are countless fairy springs and spiritual fruits, wine and delicacies, although each seat is empty, but it is full of all kinds of magic utensils and jade slips.

Zhou Bai walked all the way, and seemed to hear the whispers of many people, or thanks or praise, and knew in his heart that these were the divine thoughts of the Heavenly Court and the scattered sectarian Daoists, and they saluted the voices one by one, and when Zhou Bai and Hongyu walked in front of the Holy Mother of Wudang, it was already noon.

Without a smile on his head, a soft light flashed in his eyes, and Zhou Bai knew in his heart that this gaze was not looking at him, but at the empty table seat behind him.

The three of them sat down, and Liu'er consciously stood behind Zhou Bai, looking at his nose with his eyes, silent.

Wudang said solemnly: "The teacher has already told me the reason for this incident, in the past, he coveted the Dinghaizhu in the hands of Senior Brother Zhao, killed people and seized treasures, and now he still wants to plunder Senior Sister Hongyu in the same way, and he is really innocent." ”

Zhou Bai bowed his head slightly, listening quietly to the words of the Holy Mother of Wudang.

Seeing Zhou Bai's appearance, Wu Dang smiled dumbly, and his tone was a little relaxed: "Zhou Bai Daoyou don't have to think about it, since Dinghaizhu is in your hands, we don't want to ask for Dinghaizhu." ”

"If your skills are not as good as others, you will die. Even if Senior Brother Zhao himself was in person, he would no longer have any thoughts about Ding Haizhu. Wudang turned his head to look at the first seat of the forehand position, and said with a smile: "Yes, senior brother." ”

A jade slip floated in the air, in which the clear light was revealed, and Zhao Gongming's laughter was heard, "What Senior Sister Wudang said is that killing people and seizing treasures is a common thing, Zhou Bai Daoyou killed the burning lamp, and the spiritual treasure naturally belongs to Daoyou." As a friend, I will only cheer and cheer on the sidelines, without the slightest covetousness. ”

Zhao Gongming's every sentence is full of boldness and sincerity, through the lines, and at the same time, he also expresses his meaning very clearly.

Zhou Bai killed the burning lamp, and the spirit treasure returned to Zhou Bai, if someone killed Zhou Bai, he, the person who cheered and cheered, would definitely avenge Zhou Bai, and the spirit treasure would also return to his hands at that time.

Wudang Feng's eyebrows raised slightly, glared at Zhao Gongming, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao..."

"Cough~" Zhao Gongming coughed lightly and said embarrassedly: "I didn't mean that." The voice became quieter and quieter, and he must have muttered a few words, thinking about how to explain the misunderstanding.

Zhou Bai smiled: "I understand below, I understand below." ”

It was already afternoon after the three rounds of drinking, and because of the strict rules of heaven, the Taoist friends who served in the heavenly court had already left, and most of the monks who came from all over the country were three or four generations of disciples, and when they saw their own teachers leave, they all retired one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the original emptiness in front of the Biyou Palace was restored, Zhou Bai shook his head that was a little dizzy, his mind moved, and in the breath, a strong wisp of wine turned into green smoke and dissipated.

The grass and trees are quiet, the empty courtyard is at night, and the moon is full in the sky.

The water in the clear pool in front of the Biyou Palace is sparkling, although there are no fish and shrimp playing, the green lotus that blooms in the water does not know when it adds a bit of vitality to it.

The moon shadow is clear, Zhou Bai took Hongyu's hand and admired the moon in front of the court, and whispered lovesickness and love words that only she could hear.

"I can't help you anymore?" Hongyu said suddenly, as if there was water flowing in her crystal eyes, "At the beginning, you were only facing the mirror image and incarnation of the gods and Buddhas, and I can help you deal with them." Now you can face the quasi-saint directly, but my realm is not more than the late stage of the Golden Immortal....."

Hongyu said faintly: "Am I already ......?"

Hongyu's words were interrupted by Zhou Bai before she finished speaking, her hot lips touched again, and the rhythm of the hearts of the two was also synchronized and blended in the inexplicable traction.

Gently stroking Hongyu's long hair, the two sat in front of the stone steps, Zhou Bai said softly: "Anyway, I'm also a sword cultivator, right?" Looking down at Hongyu in his arms, Zhou Bai smiled: "How could a sword cultivator put down his sword?"

Hongyu smiled: "Yes, how could a sword cultivator put down his sword?"

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Hongyu said: "You killed the ancient Buddha of the Buddha Gate this time, you should be able to stop the situation of the Great Prosperity of the Buddha Gate, right?"

Sighing lightly, Zhou Bai shook his head and explained, "Buddhism has lost a Buddha this time, but it has been exchanged for five hundred years of cultivation, and these hundreds of years have left me in extraterritorial chaos, which is already the best result for Buddhism." ”

Now that the westward journey has begun, in the past few hundred years, Zhou Bai has long lost contact with the chess pieces laid out in the past, and now the westward journey has been a dead end arranged by Buddhism.

If the sect is not brought into the game, then Buddhism will spread eastward and Buddhism will flourish, and it will be difficult for those who are detained in Buddhism to return to their own religion.

If the sect is intercepted, the Buddhism will use the general trend to eradicate dissidents, not only Zhou Bai will be in danger, but even the Taoist friends who intercept the sect will be paid off by the Buddhism for various reasons.

In exchange for the layout of hundreds of years, when Zhou Bai learned that the westward journey had begun, he understood the calculations of the two sages in the West.

Shaking his head and sighing, Zhou Bai said softly: "It's time to meet the golden cicadas in this world." ”

The westward journey time was only more than ten years, but Zhou Bai and Hongyu did not leave in a hurry, but after resting on Jinao Island for a few days, they left for Xiniu Hezhou.

Playing in the mountains and rivers all the way, I was also leisurely, and I didn't care about the eyeliner laid by Buddhism and Xuanmen in various places.

Only with the holy position canonized by the Heavenly Dao can the Mixed Yuan Saint be achieved, and the Taoist Ancestor once said, 'Under the saints are all ants.' Although this sentence is somewhat watery, it also illustrates the status of the saint above all beings.

Since there is no way to avoid the all-knowing and all-powerful saints, what does it matter if they let them know where they are?

The spread of Buddhism to the east is a yang scheme, and Zhou Bai does not need to hide it, so he plays chess to see who is better.

Looking at Zhou Bai's nostalgic expression, Hongyu covered her mouth and smiled: "What?

Zhou Bai waved his hand again and again: "How come, it is enough to have you a vinegar jar, if you add another vinegar bottle, I am afraid that I will be soured to death." ”

"Go, go~" Hongyu glanced at Zhou Bai and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the grass and tree elves here, as early as when I left the customs, I sent them elsewhere." ”

Zhou Bai said: "Whether deliberately or unintentionally, if you can save a few casual cultivators, it will be a good fate after all." With a wave of the long sleeve, a rich aura of life gushed out from the sleeve, and the surrounding thorns grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, the cave in front of him was resealed.

Zhou Bai turned around and said, "It's time for me to visit Brother Zhenyuan." ”

Hongyu smiled: "Is it the same king of the world that you worshipped before?"

Zhou Bai nodded and said, "Yes, I haven't seen you for three hundred years, and it's time to visit." There was a smile hidden in his eyes, as if he had not intended to say: "I wonder if I can happen to meet someone traveling west?"

Since Buddhism has set up a bureau, it will naturally be arranged on many calamities, and on the entire westward road, there is only one place they dare not dare to make, that is, Wuzhuang Guan.

Zhou Bai touched the red gourd hanging from his waist and sighed inexplicably.

He believed that Zhen Yuanzi would not harm him, not because of Zhen Yuanzi's strength as 'the first person under the sage', but because of Zhen Yuanzi's 'misunderstanding' that Zhou Bai and the people of Hongyun Dao were implicated.

This misunderstanding made Zhou Bai feel grateful and guilty.

He is not a red cloud, and he doesn't want to become a red cloud, taking the identity of another person to gain opportunities and connections, this matter is enough to experience once in the Zhuxian world.

...........

Notice: Seeking the Tao in Liaozhai, asking for mercy in the White Snake, seeking the heart in the fairy sword, curbing the immortal Mingzhen, and ending in the Journey to the West.

Since the day the book was issued, Wubi is considering the ending of this book, because it is the first book, so I want to stick to a million to finish the book, half a hundred miles of travel, and now the number of words has reached 97, 28 days in February, Wubi intends to use 26 days to make up 1080000 words, a successful conclusion.

In other words, the book will be completed this month.

Well, that's it.