Not only the Yunzhongtai of the Worm Heavenly Sect, but also among the thousands of miles of mountains, some cliffs and cliffs, some deep ravines, mountains and clouds, and even some underground stones, which are the size and shape of Yunzhongtai, are as powdery as quicksand. A total of one hundred and eight.

The mountains and ravines of the foggy ridge are all chestnut.

In the depths of the earth, the roar was like thunder, and the earthquake of the earth spread throughout the two countries of Di and Xun. When all the dust settled, the entire fog ridge was three inches shorter. It's just the scale of 10,000 miles, and the terrain of Wuling is high, and this variable is difficult for Yuanying real people to detect.

The wind was light on the night, and the fox sat on the disastrous Li Fujian flying up the stone platform and returned to Wuliguan. The faces of the six people were miserable, and the night remnant star saw one person and one fox, and the chest and abdomen were still undulating, and the heart of the gentleman who killed the man was relieved. The poor Wuli Guan Guan Lord, regarded him as an irreversible friend, and the star master also cited him as a bosom friend, but he didn't know that his beautiful snow-white head had just been remembered by the night remnant star.

The wind is light and the blood is all over the body, the little fox fur is colored, the blood is soaked, and the tips of the drooping hair are still dripping blood.

In my thoughts, there is no luck and open-mindedness for the rest of my life, and I still have the dangers and ups and downs of that moment.

Crisis but life, immediately take the cold child in your arms. The momentum from the immovable root seal can not be resisted, as if the sky collapsed a large piece, covering the top of the head, its pressure is so great, the wind is light and the night is light, and the cold blood of the fox is boiling, overflowing, and suddenly becoming a bloody man. The Tianxuan Three Turning Mind Method and the Xuanhan Forging Divine Technique are working to the extreme, which will also alleviate the oppression of one in ten thousand. There are really two exercises, which are independent of the Yunmeng Great World System, maintaining a little immortality and a little vitality. Otherwise, even a Jindan level monk would not be able to die again.

The momentum is only one aspect, and its inexhaustibility is even more terrifying and terrifying.

The wind and light night forcibly opened up the cracked stone heavenly veins of the Five Elements Heavenly Vein Exercise, and the blood and qi in the body were consumed by two out of three, and then a mouthful of essence blood was sprayed on the stone seal, breaking the cauldron and breaking the boat, pinching the magic formula, and secretly reciting the magic of the root seal. The little fox swallowed a large bottle of elixir, and his own blood turned into the body of Feng Qingye, helping Feng Qingye.

In this way, one person and one fox are bonded together to fight the crisis.

The cracked stone heavenly veins are hidden by the spleen and the dantian, and the dantian goes to the thumb along the eight veins of the Qi meridian. The Five Elements Heavenly Vein Exercises, only for cultivation, do not have the purpose of defeating the enemy, but it also seems to be in line with the slightest rhyme of the immovable root seal.

But the water of a river takes into account the swimming of small fish, the distance of a sea, and remembers the shadow of the clouds?

The sparse scarcity of the cracked stone day pulse, the wind and the night are hard to repair, and the wind continues to repair the scattered and scattered, and the wind and the night continue to repair. The final result is inevitably the death of the boy and the little fox.

The little Qi Refiner, secretly reciting the Immovable Fundamental Seal Method, the more ridiculous it is. is like a dead grass, determined to burn a wild autumn color with its own burning. Its ambition is commendable, and its strength is real, really that and that.

Maybe the heavens are dark.

Feng Qingye will be a grain of Xuanhan Divine Consciousness, attached to the root seal of the Dharma, pasted with a stone seal, this by the remnant of the ancestor of the Buddha of the Buddha of the Divine Consciousness soaked in the consciousness, was actually accepted by the immovable root seal, by the introduction of the Dharma, suddenly shrunk several times, drilled into the wind light night thumb, straight dantian.

This thing has spirituality, I wanted to entrench in the dantian, but when I saw a small sword lying there, I was frightened, and I was sincerely afraid, so I quickly escaped, and hid from the channel of the cracked stone heavenly veins to the spleen, and there was no movement.

The melancholy state of "this guy" is unspeakably miserable at night. It has gathered momentum, so it will give up, it doesn't "live" in the dantian, it doesn't matter, it is panicked, and there is always a wisp of breath. How can this breath be withstood by the light wind and night? It is worthy of letting go of the worry of life, from the heart to the remains, the pain that is torn everywhere.

Ning listened to the snow and saw the wind and the light night, and the fox was "unharmed" in the light night, and ran away in tears.

Feng Qingye said, "Take me to the Sword House." ”

Xing Ye said that it was too late, it was fast, and the arrow was coming.

Ning Tingxue hugged Han'er and wiped the blood stains.

The wind in the sword house was light on the night, and he said weakly: "Hearing the people and watching the Lord, please come in and speak." ”

After describing them one by one, the recorded "Thick Earth Kun Changing True Scripture" was handed over to the people and gentlemen, and said: "The immovable fundamental seal, stealing the spleen, and the spirit of the earth contained in it is boundless. The only wisp of sacrificial refining can be withdrawn before it can be returned to Wuliguan. Otherwise, there will be great turmoil, and my life will not be guaranteed. ”

When the gentleman heard this, he didn't think about it, he knelt down on his knees directly, and said: "The two hundred and thirty-second generation of the master of Wuli Guan, the gentleman who heard the people, bowed to the ancestor and the disciple of the next generation. May there be no Li road, and the scenery of the fairy stream will be reproduced. ”

The wind is light and the night is soft and weak, and it is difficult to lift the hand. Night remnant star, Mo intercession, Ning Tingxue was more lazy to help him up.

Wenren gentleman said: "The first generation of the master of Wuli Guan is the ancestor of the Taoist child, and he only remembers the name sequence. The son has to be sealed, for the ancestor to pass on, this "Hou Tu Kun Becomes the True Scripture", the immovable root seal, are all the things of the son, that is, there is no Li view, and the son owns. Hearing people only follow the share. ”

"I have my own way to find. The young man said, "If you don't move the root seal, you will return it." ”

The gentleman who hears people only cares about kowtowing, and does not speak. A cadre of people took pity on the situation, and when they saw the light wind and night, they were extremely firm, and they didn't dare to say more.

After a long time, Xing Ye asked weakly: "Young master, could it be that you are practicing the swordsmanship of Buddhism and preparing to enter the Buddhist Sect?"

Feng Qingye smiled, grinned in pain, and stiffened his neck and said: "What do you think? If you don't enter the Taoist vein, you can only enter the Buddhist sect? What I said was 'you have your own way to find', a sect or a vein, just what you see on the door wall." My Word is not a worldly doctrine or tradition, but an unknown Word. ”

Ning Tingxue hugged Han'er quietly, although he didn't understand what the young man's "Tao" was, he had a different taste in his heart.

Night Remnant Star, Mo Wenqing shook his head: "I don't understand." ”

"I don't understand it yet. For the time being, I only know that 'seeking the unknown is the way', and everyone in the world has their own understanding of the way, and the way of expression is also different, but they must adhere to their own path and thoughts. Feng Qingye said.

Hearing this, the gentleman still kowtowed, couldn't bear it, pondered for a while, and then said: "What's the use of you tangling this? Well, Master Xing, I'll arrange things for you. ”

The young master commanded. ”

"Out of this matter, you are the protector of Wuliguan for me. Feng Qingye asked: "Hearing the people and watching the Lord, you don't have to kowtow, it's time to get up, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

The gentleman who heard the people probably figured out some of the key points, and said loudly: "Please give the prince a name for the Wuli Guan Protector." ”

This is the problem. Singing a clear word, chanting a poem, and saying a witty remark are all more freehand than this. Just give the name, the wind is light on the night, it is really "the big girl on the sedan chair", and it is very official, it is a major event for a family.

"Master Xing. ”

"In. "The remnant star of the night strides in front of the light wind and night, straight and straight.

What a strange face! The wind is light and the night neck can't be twisted, and the position where the night remnant star stands takes care of his young master. "Young Master" muttered: "Today, for Li Fujian, the ancestor of the Wuli Guan Dao Lineage, I will give the two hundred and thirty-second generation of Night Remnant Star, named 'Eliminate Evil', and be the 'Protector of Evil'!"

The scene was solemn, and Mo didn't dare to laugh.

When the gentleman saw the opportunity, he was extremely keen, and he said: "Congratulations on eliminating evil and protecting the Dharma." ”

As soon as the remnant star of the night of the Wuli Guan Evil Protector was born, that is, after the tea time, there was a vicious battle in the sky above the green mountains on the left and right, and the lintel of the Wuli View was glorious. Wuliguan Dao vein, also because of the light wind and night to give the name of this "evil protector", churning, from the northern region of the fog ridge, plunged into the rolling red dust.

Hearing that the gentleman had closed the formation, a domineering voice outside the mountain rolled in, and asked: "Wenren Lao'er, it turned out to be the Buddhist scriptures of the Sprinkle Family Tianshu Temple that you stole from you!"