On the bank of the weak water river in Yingzhou, an old man and an old woman in black stood side by side, looking at the weak water river winding above a purple island, and couldn't help but feel sad. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Three thousand years ago, the gods and demons were in turmoil, and the Three Realms fell into a catastrophe. Nuwa Niangniang responded to the number of days, at the expense of the Demon Emperor, and the Sanqing Dao Ancestor cast the power of the heavens to cast the god list, so that the heavens and stars returned to their positions, and the Three Realms could be preserved. That Demon Emperor was originally a descendant of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, one of the four great divine beasts in ancient times, and his cultivation had already transcended the realm of heaven and man. In order to ensure the continuation of the nine-tailed heavenly fox bloodline, she spit out the inner pill and handed it over to her younger brother Emperor B, and helped him escape into the world, jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements. Fifty in the way of heaven, forty-nine in Yan, intercepting a glimmer of life, Emperor B just fulfilled the number of one of his escapes, not against the sky, even if she was incarnated into all things, Nuwa Niangniang could not do anything. Since then, the root of the bane has been planted, causing a rift at the intersection of the three realms. After the great cause of the gods, I came to this weak water river to try to mend the rift in the Three Realms, but I met a Buddhist Venerable, who predicted that the change of weak water is not human, and there will be chaos in the world after 3,000 years. His Holiness was grateful for the sufferings of all sentient beings, and also knew that everything was caused by cause and effect, so he immediately turned into a golden arhat tree, and offered the Buddha's bone relics on the floating island, and after 3,000 years, the arhat tree blossomed and bore fruit, and the chaos in the world has been completed. ”

The old woman in black didn't make a sound, just turned around and glanced at Zizhou Peak, and then on crutches, she limped onto the weak water river, walked towards the opposite bank like walking on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

In the autumn night, black clouds suddenly rolled in the sky, and a blast thunder flashed through the heavens and the earth, and it slashed into a barren mountain, and then bursts of dragon groans came out from the barren mountain, like the demon king of the world from ancient times to the world. For a time, the wind and clouds changed, urging the mountains and trees to fall, the people in the northern region were all hiding at home in panic, not daring to go out of the door half a step, only the Buddhist monks in the world walked out of the mountain gate cave like a great enemy, everyone's face was shocked, and then they turned into a streamer and rushed to the burial dragon pit.

"Grandpa! Oh no! Oh no!" Nangong Zikuo hurriedly broke into his grandfather's bedroom, but found that his grandfather was not there, and then came to the east wing of the statue of the ancestor of Sanqing. Nangong Zikuo saw that his grandfather still had time to incense Sanqing, and his eyebrows were twisted into a lump of flesh, but he didn't dare to interrupt.

"The dragon demon was born and slaughtered thousands of miles. All beings are uneasy, and the world is in turmoil! Everything is a number of days, you and I are mortals, we can't go against the sky, we can only sacrifice our lives to be right!"

"Grandpa, what do you want?" Nangong Zikuo seemed to be aware, but he was not sure.

The head of the Nangong family turned around and stood with his hands covered, looking at the bloody rain that was about to come outside, but he did not have the slightest fear, and said solemnly: "My Nangong family and the Hu family have guarded the burial dragon pit for generations, but they have no choice but to take a glimmer of life from the Heavenly Dao fifty and forty-nine, even if it is a dragon demon. If the dragon demon is really born, it will definitely cause a catastrophe in the world, causing the destruction of all living beings!"

"I'm going to find all the Buddhas and Daoists!"

"No need!"

As soon as Nangong Zikuo's voice fell, a voice came from outside the door, and then two short and fat old and young people walked in, the old man was the head of the Hu family, the great shaman of the Northeast Shamanism, and he was in charge of the five clans in the world. Behind him was Hu Guangcheng, a friend of Nangong Zikuo's bamboo horse, holding a wind and thunder fan in his hand, a pair of small eyes squinted into two thin slits, and entered the house and said: "My grandfather said that the principals of all parties in Buddhism and Taoism will arrive soon, they are all first-class powers in this world, and such a major event as the birth of dragons and demons, even if they don't notify them, they can sense it, and they will soon gather in the burial dragon pit!"

Nangong Zikuo was also confused, he didn't expect this, and hurriedly said to the two family masters: "Grandpa, let's go to the dragon burial pit first!"

"No, you are all human spiritual cultivators, although you have already half a step of the earth spirit, but the slightest mistake will be eaten by the dragon demon, this matter should not be rushed, it is necessary to wait for the main affairs of the Buddha and Dao to do it again!" After the head of the Nangong family finished speaking, he turned to look at the head of the Hu family and asked, "Can you invite the five clan earth immortals?"

The head of the Hu family had a solemn face, squinted a pair of small eyes and said: "I have already learned about the ancestor of the earth immortals, Mrs. Hei, and the two chief sect leaders, Mrs. Hu San and Mrs. Hu San, but the incident happened suddenly, and it was not calculated at all, the earth immortals in the main hall all had immortal positions in all parties, and they did not dare to leave their posts without authorization, so they could only temporarily send the elders who stayed in the immortal hall to protect the Dharma to deal with it first, and then the sect leaders of the five clans would lead the earth immortals of their own clan to support!"

As soon as the words fell, two monks and two monks flashed outside the door, the Taoist priest was dressed in the Taoist robe, and the monk was wearing a golden dragon robe on his shoulder. The two Dao Sect Masters hurriedly approached the head of the Nangong family, put their hands on the dust and said, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the incident happened suddenly, and I also ask the sect master to make plans quickly!"

"Amitabha, the poor monk is polite..."The two old monks pronounced the Buddha's horn and greeted the two heads of the family respectively, and the head of the Nangong family and the head of the Hu family hurriedly returned the salute.

"Okay! Since the main affairs of Buddhism and Taoism have arrived, then I will wait for a few people to explore the path first, do our best to suppress the dragon and demon, and wait for the third chief elder of the Buddhist Sect and the leader of the Five Clans Earth Immortal Sect to arrive, and then make plans! Zikuo, you and Guangcheng stay at home, just in case!" After speaking, before Nangong Zikuo could respond, all the great powers of Buddhism and Dao disappeared. Nangong Zikuo and Hu Guangcheng were just about to chase out, and another person came outside the door, and the person who came was a woman, wearing a plain gown, showing purple bamboo cloud patterns, and looking like a cold fairy.

Hu Guangcheng saw that the person who came was Wuruo, blinked his eyes, didn't say a word, sighed, and walked straight out of the east wing. At this time, in the east wing, only Nangong Zikuo and Wuruo were left.

Nangong Zikuo and Wuruo both looked at each other blankly, and memories flooded into their minds like a wild stream. At the beginning, Nangong Zikuo and Hu Guangcheng were ordered to go out to practice, and along the way, they descended demons and eliminated monsters, cultivated for great progress, and came to Qingwei Mountain Ziyunguan three years later. At the beginning, Qingwei was not Wuruo, but her master. Seeing that they were the descendants of the Nangong family and the Hu family, Wuruo's master let them live in Ziyunguan temporarily, so that he could personally guide them. Nangong Zikuo and Hu Guangcheng stayed in Ziyun Temple like this, because all the people in the Qingwei Sect were women, so they could only learn skills from the female disciples in the temple. At that time, among the disciples in the Ziyun Temple, the cultivation of Wuruo was the highest, and he was already in the realm of the perfection of the human soul, and he was about to break through the earth spirit to become a real person of the earth spirit.

After a long period of contact, Nangong Zikuo and this seemingly cold Wuruo actually had feelings, and gradually had a skin-to-skin relationship, just when the two decided to have a showdown with Qingwei Zhangjiao, Wuruo's master undressed himself and kicked the immortals, and before he died, he passed on the Zhenjiao Purple Light Jian and the Ten Phases Diagram to Wuruo. If you are entrusted by your teacher, you must carry forward the Qingwei Sect and support justice for the world, and from then on, as one of the eight masters of the Daomen, Wuruo will not be able to marry anyone. If not, it will become a joke in the Xuanmen and be pointed out. Nangong Zikuo also knew that he could no longer stay in Sauvignon Blanc with Wuruo, for her and for the sake of Qingwei Sect, he could only ruthlessly let go of his children's affection, and left Ziyunguan with tears, and never saw each other in the world.

But he never thought that a few months later, he would meet again because the dragon demon was about to be born.

Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term memory, and short-term lovesickness are infinite. Both of them have that expectation in their hearts, but they can't cross the chasm one step further, it's really providential. If Zhu's lips trembled slightly, she was very unwilling and reluctant, but she was already the head of a sect, even if she had a thousand reluctances in her heart, what could she do? Maybe this is her life.

Nangong Zikuo's mind was blank, clasping his hands tightly, trying his best to resist the urge to embrace Wuruo, there was endless sourness in his heart, but he could only swallow it raw back into his stomach, turning into bitter water, and soaking his internal organs.

"I don't know where Daoist Nangong went, I'm here to ask the sect leader for instructions!"

"None..."If the word hadn't blurted out, Nangong Zikuo swallowed it back, his brows were tightly locked, and the Adam's apple on his neck was swaying up and down: "My grandfather... I've gone to the Dragon Burial Pit!"

"Precious!" Wu Ruo bowed his hand slightly, and disappeared in place.

At the moment of the event, Nangong Zikuo could only temporarily suppress the pain in his heart, and went with Hu Guangcheng against the wind and went straight to the burial dragon pit.

When the two came to the burial dragon pit, the two deputy sect masters of the Daomen and the eight-sided palm teaching aids had arrived, and the three chief elders of the Buddhist sect, as well as the five major guardians and the four major guardians Jialan also rushed to the burial dragon pit, everything was ready, only the east wind was owed!