It was a powerful swordsman, with an indifferent face, slender ten fingers holding a pitch-black long sword, and his gaze was deep and faintly frustrated.

"Is he really that strong?" Ying Zheng's voice couldn't hear joy and sorrow.

"Hmm", the black-clothed swordsman nodded, in fact, he didn't say a word, when facing that man, he was actually frightened, his sword was trembling.

It was a swordsman's shame, timid before he fought, but when his palm rested on the hilt, he could clearly feel that the sword was also afraid, just like him.

"Horror man. The black-clothed swordsman sighed in his heart, and in the next second, his figure disappeared into the darkness.

Ying Zheng sat on the dragon chair, his eyes glazed, he didn't know what he was thinking, and it took a while to come back to his senses.

In the sky above Xianyang City, two divine rainbows, one white and one red, crossed the sky one after the other, and finally fell on a peak thousands of miles away.

It is a majestic mountain range, stretching across a stretch of abyss, surrounded by abyssal valleys, shrouded in smoke and clouds, infested with wild beasts.

This place is called Lishan, which is said to be the place where the old mother of Lishan lives, and it is a rare blessed land, which is far from being comparable to Ziguang Mountain. The aura here is as rich as that of the Heavenly Court, and the speed of cultivation here is much faster.

What are the monks arguing about?

It's nothing more than a material realm, and having a good cave heaven blessed land is indeed beneficial to cultivation.

The fact that the Yin and Yang family was able to occupy Lishan was enough to show that their strength was strong.

"The Yin and Yang family will choose a place. The streamer dissipated, and Wei Jing's eyes swept over the mountains, and he couldn't help but praise him.

His primordial power spread out, only to be bounced back by a huge layer of power, and there seemed to be a force in the void that separated the entire space.

A hint of pride flashed on Zou Yan's face, the residence of the Yin and Yang family was in Lishan, but the entire Lishan was shrouded by him with a large array of Yin and Yang, isolating the exploration of the Yuan Shen, even if it was a Da Luo Jin Immortal, if it was not carefully explored, it would be difficult to find traces.

"Zou Zi's way of yin and yang is really mysterious. ”

"Haha, let the real person laugh. ”

Qiu Ci stood behind him, her face was inexplicable, although she stepped into the Heavenly Immortal at a young age, her cultivation and knowledge were still too shallow, and she couldn't see any clues at all.

I saw Zou Yan come to the front of the two of them, pinching out a trick in front of him with both hands, his thumb facing the sky, his little thumb pointing to the ground, and the two entangled yin and yang slapped in the void.

"Boom", a low roar sounded, and then the invisible barrier cracked open a crack a foot wide, revealing a path paved with white jade, zigzag and winding, and finally disappeared into the clouds.

Zou Yan stepped into the crack, and Wei Jing and the two also stepped on the path, and after they passed, the crack behind them healed automatically, and where there was still a path, there was only a vast cloud of smoke.

The Yin and Yang Great Array is the true face of Lishan, hundreds of peaks are juxtaposed, the valleys are connected, the flying waterfalls are noisy, just like countless horses are training across the sky, hanging high on the mountainside, countless fairy birds are flying, the spirit crane is wandering, and there is a huge palace built on each mountain, which is gorgeous and abnormal.

Where has Qiu Porcelain seen this kind of fairy scenery, I am dizzy and amazed.

Although Taiyuan Guan is quiet and elegant, it is inevitable that there will be a lack of popularity, which is like this Lishan, lively but not noisy, how she cultivates is just a woman in her prime, how can the Dao heart be compared with Wei Jing, who has been a person for several lifetimes, it is inevitable that it will be a little shaken.

"Good apprentice, although the scenery is beautiful. But it's just a passing cloud, you don't have to be nostalgic, when you cultivate the Dao Fruit, everywhere is the immortal holy scene. Wei Jing said lightly in her ear.

Qiu Ci's face was ashamed, she really shook her Dao heart just now, and now she was reminded by the master, and she immediately woke up, kept her mind, and did not disturb her external spirits.

The three of them stepped on the jade path, and there were clouds and mist made of spiritual energy floating beside them, and after a while, a group of people came into the sky and landed in front of them.

There are five people in total, three men and two women, Wei Jing can see through their cultivation at a glance, one of them is a male and a female Taiyi Golden Immortal, and the other three are Golden Immortals.

"Welcome back to the mountain. The five of them respectfully said to Zou Yan.

"This is the famous Taiyuan Zhenren, and now he is the national teacher given by His Majesty. He pointed at Wei Jing and said.

"They are all disciples of my Yin and Yang family, and they will have to cause trouble to real people in the future. ”

Under the leadership of Zou Yan, they rushed directly to the forbidden land of the Yin and Yang family, and the branches of the Fusang Tree, Wei Jing was very eager to get his hands on them.

These five people were very curious about why their master would bring a stranger into the forbidden land, knowing that even they were not allowed to step into the forbidden land.

Among the five people, the most powerful man and woman are the Donghuang and Dongjun of the Yin and Yang family. As for the remaining three, they are the left and right protectors and Yun Zhongjun.

The five of them are the people in charge of the Yin and Yang family, and Zou Yan has been in retreat for most of the time, especially the Donghuang and Dongjun, looking at the hundreds of schools, there are few opponents. Taiyi Golden Immortal's cultivation coupled with the strange Yin-Yang Technique, I don't know how many monks died at the hands of the two.

When they arrived at the forbidden land, only Zou Yan and Wei Jing could enter, while the others stayed outside the forbidden land.

The forbidden land is actually a space carved out by the great mana alone, isolated from the outside world.

Stepping into it, the surging aura rushed to his face, tyrannical, and frantically poured into his body.

If the ordinary monk's meridians couldn't withstand such a violent fire attribute aura at all, but for him, this was not a problem, and the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points around him were wide open, just like three hundred and sixty-five black holes frantically devouring the fire attribute aura in all directions.

The aura of this small world has been so strong that no matter how much he absorbs it, there is no tendency to decrease.

Zou Yan looked at Wei Jing, and was amazed at the strength of his physical body, the aura of this forbidden place was too violent, and the people of the Yin and Yang family couldn't bear it at all, even if it was Donghuang and Dongjun, so Zou Yancai had never opened the forbidden land, and never thought that this Taiyuan real person was like a freak who could easily refine this aura.

The two of them rode the wind and came to the very center of the small world, and the furious Buddha aura was pouring out of the void.

"Now", Zou Yan shot out a trick, the space was distorted for a while, and after a few breaths, the hundred-zhang tall Fusang wood was revealed, the whole body was red, the raging flames ignited from above, and the rolling heat wave hit.

This is not an ordinary flame, but a true fire of the sun that can be compared to the true fire of the three flavors.

"This is the Fuso wood, to be exact, it is just a branch of the Fuso wood. Zou Yan looked at this hundred-zhang tall divine tree and let out a soft sigh.

"The real Fusang wood has been destroyed during the flood period, but the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao has left a glimmer of life, and the broken Fusang wood fragments have lasted for thousands of years, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and growing again. ”

"Although it is a fragment, it is still an innate spiritual root, and I don't know if it is still useful to Daoists. ”

"Yes, Zou Zi, don't worry, this seat only takes branches, and it will not hurt the origin of Fusang wood. ”

Zou Yan nodded, only Jing stood up in the sky, looked around the sacred tree, and finally he picked a three-foot long branch, straight as a sword.

"Click", he pointed into a sword, and with a flash of sword light, the branches fell into his hands, and the furious sun true fire rose and spread towards his body.

"Seal", he slapped out the magic trick with both hands one after another, and instantly sealed the branches of the Fusang wood.

Zou Yan sealed the Divine Tree again, and then the two of them left the forbidden place, flew outside, and landed beside everyone.

"There is still a year before the Dao discussion begins, and during this time, the real person will live in my Yin and Yang family, and you and I can argue with each other about the Dao, how about it?" Zou Yan sent out an invitation.

Wei Jing did not refuse, he had this intention, Zou Yan is a genuine Da Luo Jin Immortal, able to break away from Taoism and create a Yin and Yang family, his talent and talent are peerless, and the two of them confirm each other, and they will inevitably gain something.

Since then, there have been two more people in the Yin and Yang family, and he either discusses the Tao with Zou Yan every day, or meditates and cultivates in the forbidden land, or teaches the Tao to Qiu Ci.

Time flies, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, months have passed, and the period of discourse is getting closer and closer.

There is a rare absence of war between the seven countries, and each country is refraining, they are waiting, waiting for the beginning of the discussion of the school palace.

A storm is about to break out, a dull atmosphere envelops Shenzhou, and a hundred schools of thought contend, like a flash in the pan, emitting the last light.