After doing this, Yuwen Juyuan got up, asked Dongfang Hancui to prepare the bath soup, washed his body well, changed into clean clothes, and then lay down and slept beautifully.

This time he comprehended the Heavenly Dao, Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation had already completely cultivated the True Master Period to the extreme in this short period of time, and his state of mind had begun to truly move towards the True Monarch Period, it seemed that as long as there was an opportunity, he would break through the bottleneck and advance to the True Monarch!

It's just that just now Yuwen Zhouyuan felt to himself that time had passed, and the recent scene of the divine mind soaring into that dense space, now he still felt afraid when he thought of it.

If it weren't for the old man who claimed to be the Emperor of Liuli to knock his divine thoughts back, then it was very likely that he would be lost in the long river of time when he was chasing the mysterious power of time.

If this is the case, then the fate of Yuwen Zhouyuan is afraid that there is only one dead end.

Comprehending the Heavenly Dao is obviously not calm, and it contains countless dangers, and through this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan can be regarded as completely understood.

Although he still hasn't advanced to the True Monarch, Yuwen Zhouyuan has an understanding of time. But there are a few more chips than before, and he believes that he is not far from being promoted to the true monarch, but he is just one opportunity away.

Now Yuwen Zhouyuan has experienced the way of life and death, and after thirty years in the world, he finally drew the artistic conception of the passage of time of the old man in the yellow shirt.

The artistic conception of the old man in the yellow shirt is obviously that he only grasped the passage of time after chasing the power of time.

However, after experiencing life and death and feeling the feelings of mortals, the power of time that Yuwen Zhouyuan felt, in his opinion, the so-called artistic conception of the passage of time of the old man in the yellow shirt is just a sword that goes off the rails, just grasping a point of the power of time, not the real power of time.

Because the power of time is the ruthlessness of time, the ruthlessness of the middle-aged monk is the artistic conception he obtained in the Danqing slashing, although it is the artistic conception, but after all, he also grasps a point in the avenue, and Yuwen Zhouyuan is experiencing life and death, and the incarnation of Yan Wang Chop understands the life experience of those who were beheaded in the slaughter with "Heartbeat Without a Trace", and he has a new understanding of ruthlessness, life and death, and time, that is, time is ruthless, life and death are ruthless!

At this moment, in Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind, there is also an image, this image is left by the finger of the Liuli Emperor, in this image, there is a mountain in the sea that is countless times larger than the Dongyang Empire. That's where the Liuli Emperor lives.

It's just that if you want to go there, it's simply impossible for the current Yuwen Zhouyuan, he Zhenjun hasn't advanced yet, and he hasn't yet ascended to the upper level of cultivation realm, only by flying to the upper level of cultivation realm can he have the opportunity to fly to the Liuli Heaven of the immortal realm!

Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed lightly, put away his thoughts, adjusted his mentality slowly, and the whole person turned into a mortal again.

It's just that in Yuwen Zhouyuan, he just realized the ruthless scene of time, but it is unforgettable for a lifetime......

When Ubun Juyuan woke up, he found that the entire Nobita Province and the capital city were shrouded in a thick fog that was slightly reddish, and it was extremely strange that some people had lived in Kyoto for generations. Often in the inn teahouse, there are different opinions.

There have been times when the whole of Kyoto has been covered in fog, but there has never been such a reddish fog.

And the fog never dissipated, and pedestrians on the road could not see each other's faces ten steps away, only a vague figure could be seen.

Yuwen Zhouyuan had already sensed that there was a trace of murderous aura hidden in this reddish thick fog.

This murderous aura is shallow, just to know that this fog covers the entire border of the entire Daxiong country, so the murderous aura contained in it can be said to be almost monstrous.

The sun disappeared, and the heavens and the earth were clouded, precisely because of this murderous aura! This fog did not fall from the sky and clouds, but appeared silently from nothingness.

On the third day of this strange fog, nine stone platforms in Kyoto where monks meditate all year round were suddenly split in two by a huge thunder and lightning that fell from the sky, and even the monks inside did not have any chance to escape, so they were killed by this thunder and lightning.

In this incident, all the stone platforms in all the cities of the Monk League in the entire Nobita were shattered by this sudden thunder and lightning.

As those stone platforms were shattered by lightning and lightning, countless tokens flew out of the headquarters of the Monks League of the Daxiong Kingdom, and these tokens flew extremely fast in the sky above the Daxiong Kingdom.

However, as long as you encounter a monk who has cultivated above the True Yuan Stage, you will immediately fall into his hands.

One of the tokens flew over the inn and landed in Yuwen Zhouyuan's hand at the beckoning of Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Glancing at the token, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense swept away, only to hear a gloomy voice coming from within it: "All the monks in my Daxiong territory, prepare for a big battle!" My monk alliance will open the mountain gate widely, and call all walks of life to report to the monk league within three days, if you don't come, you will bear the consequences!"

"Brother, it seems that this Nobita Kingdom Cultivation Realm is going to be chaotic!" Dongfang Hancui said softly after glancing at Yuwen Zhouyuan.

"Yes, it seems that my entry into the mortal should also be over!This may be the opportunity for me to become a true monarch!Sister, let's go!" Yuwen Zhou Yuan said.

As soon as Yuwen Juyuan's words fell, his right hand crushed the token, and his body disappeared into the inn in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already over the Kyoto of Nobita.

After Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared, he pulled the Dongfang Hancui, and then his body suddenly moved, and he continued to fly upward, and soon above thousands of miles in the sky, Yuwen Zhouyuan found the source of the fog.

It was from here that the reddish fog emerged silently.

Yuwen Zhouyuan stared at the void space, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly found a clue, there were many squares in this void, exuding a faint forbidden rune, and this forbidden rune should play a role in disguise.

If it is other supernatural powers, then it is still a little difficult for Yuwen Zhouyuan to break it, but as long as it is prohibited, he is really not afraid of Yuwen Zhouyuan, who has comprehended the formation standard of the "Book of Heaven".

Yuwen Zhouyuan hit the magic trick with both hands, and suddenly a ghostly light emanated from his eyes, staring at the void space, and after a while, he waved his hands continuously, and after half a pillar of incense, one after another afterimage prohibitions galloped out from his hands.

The afterimage prohibition fell on a void place, and gradually a trace of white gas emanated from there, and slowly the void suddenly became a big white gas, and after a little white gas gradually dissipated, revealing its true face.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at it intently, and suddenly his complexion changed greatly, only to see that in this supreme void, a huge crack about a hundred zhang long appeared, and the red fog blew out from this crack.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense swept and found that within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there were no less than a hundred prohibitions containing such cracks, and this was only within tens of thousands of miles, according to Yuwen Zhouyuan's analysis. I'm afraid that in the entire territory of Nobita, in all the voids, there should be countless such cracks.

"Brother, there is actually a suction force in this crack that pulls the divine sense!" Dongfang Hancui said on the side.

"Really?" As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately released his divine thoughts and probed towards the crack.

As soon as Shen Nian entered the crack, Yuwen Zhou Yuan immediately felt a pulling force coming.

Fortunately, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine sense is strong enough, and although he is at the peak of the true master at this time, he has a divine sense that is not weaker than the middle stage of the true monarch, so he got rid of it after a little struggle.

Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "It seems that Nobita has been attacked by foreign monks, no wonder they issued this token!"

"Brother, are we leaving, or are we going to help Nobita fight against the invading enemy?" asked Dongfang Hancui to Yuwen Juyuan.

"Let's take a look, if someone is against us, I don't mind killing again!I haven't killed anyone in a long time!Let's go!" Yuwen Juyuan said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Zhouyuan pulled Dongfang Hancui Imperial Sword away.

After Yuwen Zhouyuan and his wife returned to the inn, they glanced at each other and sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression moved, and he looked up at the door, and after a while, he heard a knock on the door.

Yuwen Zhouyuan waved his right hand, and the door of the room opened silently, and a figure in green clothes appeared outside the door, and the man did not speak, but walked in.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at this person and said flatly: "I haven't seen you for many years, Zheng Daoyou don't come to harm!"

The man laughed and said: "It's true that I haven't seen you for many years, it's really time for me! Over the years, Yuwen Daoyou's cultivation has improved a lot, and Zheng seems to be really lagging behind." "This person is none other than the big-nosed monk Zheng Shaoyou.

"Madam, this is Zheng Daoyou, make a cup of tea. Yuwen Zhouyuan said to the east.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Yuwen to be a true master and a mortal monk, Brother Yuwen Zheng is envious!" Zheng Shaoyou said and sat down on the chair opposite Yuwen Zhouyuan.

After Zheng Shaoyou sat down, he grabbed the wine jug that Yuwen Zhouyuan put aside, and did not take the cup, but took a big sip.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at Zheng Shaoyou and found that his cultivation was more refined than more than ten years ago, but it was a little worse than himself.

After all, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already realized the ruthlessness of time, which made his state of mind improve greatly.

Zheng Shaoyou, a big-nosed monk, after taking a big sip of wine, suddenly stared at the three paintings hanging not far away, and gradually a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

With a move in his right hand, the portrait of the yellow-shirted monk fell into his hand, and he carefully examined it for a long time, and then he gently hung it back again, and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze revealing a complex color.

After a while, Zheng Shaoyou sighed lightly and said with a wry smile: "Brother Yuwen, I am really one step faster than me, but I have been stepping in the original step for more than ten years......"

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was calm, and he flipped over the right and added another wine jug, and after taking a sip, he shook his head and said, "It's just a coincidence! Zheng Daoyou doesn't have to mind!"

Zheng Shaoyou sighed and looked at the portrait of the yellow-shirted monk and said slowly: "Uncle Leng Yan's artistic conception of the years has been painted by you. This portrait is already equivalent to the top magic weapon in the True Master Period, Brother Yuwen couldn't do this more than ten years ago, and this is only a dozen years before there has been such progress, Zheng admires!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled dumbly and said, "Zheng Daoyou, if you like to send you, it is!"

Zheng Shaoyou was stunned, the complicated color in his eyes was even stronger, he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and then at the portrait, and finally hesitated for a moment and took out a jade slip from the storage bag, gently put it aside and said, "So I'll accept it, thank you!"