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There is a lying cow stone on a certain green mountain, and there is a person sitting cross-legged, this person is Sima Daoyuan, I saw his eyes staring at a mountain opposite, but the mountain was wrapped in white mist, and he couldn't see it really.

At this moment, there was a ripple in the void, and a palm-sized cyan tripod appeared in a slippery manner, and then flew in front of Sima Daoyuan.

Seeing that Qing Xuanding Sima Daoyuan showed a faint smile, Sima Xiuyang and Sima Yuanji mastered Qing Xuanding, and urged the kinetic energy to have the power of the power of the Heavenly Immortal Realm with all their might, using it as a hole card, plus some arrangements, Lin Yi was dead.

Because the Heavenly Machine Jade Talisman disturbed the Heavenly Machine, even Sima Daoyuan could not calculate the Heavenly Machine, but he was very sure that Lin Yi was in a catastrophe, but the moment he took over Qing Xuanding, his face suddenly changed.

Through Qing Xuanding, he already knew the result of designing an ambush to kill Lin Yi, and Sima Xiuyang and Sima Yuanji were killed by him, and after repeatedly confirming this result, Sima Daoyuan was angry and bloody, and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the mountain breeze blew and blew away the mist in the mountains, and I saw that on a rock on the top of the mountain opposite, this person was also sitting cross-legged, which was the living Buddha of the previous generation in a monk's robe, reborn by refining the corpse.

Kind eyebrows and good eyes, a high monk's demeanor, but he is a monster after all, the rock he sat on, under the rendering of his breath, turned black, the surrounding trees and flowers, corrupt and lonely.

"Sima Daoyuan, your business is done, but it seems that the result is not ideal. Seeing Sima Daoyuan spit out a mouthful of blood, the last generation of living Buddha gave a salute, smiled faintly, and said.

"If you want to leave, the old monk will not stand in the way. ”

Sima Daoyuan wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a faint trace of tears in the corners of his eyes, but the moment the tears appeared, they were evaporated, and there was a cold breath all over his body, and the temperature around him seemed to drop suddenly, and the lying cow stone below was stained with a thin layer of frost.

The pain of losing a child, the relationship between father and son for thousands of years, obviously caused a great blow to Sima Daoyuan, if it was possible, he would rather not calculate Lin Yi, even if he calculated Lin Yi for the first time before, leaving him uneasy, he was not willing to experience the pain of losing a child.

It's just a pity that this world has no regrets about taking medicine.

Sima Daoyuan, as the left prince of the Hongwu Empire, a powerful and powerful person in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, after all, is not ordinary, he glanced at the living Buddha of the previous generation, and said in a cold voice, "Don't bother! I will solve my affairs myself." ”

"There are priorities, and watching you is my top priority right now. ”

"Fuxi Hongwu is very powerful!" The previous generation of Living Buddha looked at Sima Daoyuan, his eyes wandered, he muttered for a moment, and said, "You are afraid of Fuxi Hongwu, if he wants to take your life, it is an easy matter." ”

Sima Daoyuan's eyes were as calm as water, like a cold pool, calm but with a chill.

I saw that as soon as he stretched out his hand, the palm-sized Qingxuanding was spinning drippingly, and under the infusion of the immortal yuan force, the green light suddenly flourished, and where the green light passed, the mountains collapsed.

"Puff ......" was bombarded by Qingxuanding, and the living Buddha of the previous generation spat out a mouthful of black blood, and then took a deep look at Sima Daoyuan, turned into a smear of gray and fled.

Sima Daoyuan sacrificed Qingxuanding and chased after him.

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Suzhou Province of Hongwu Empire, is a plateau area, the basin hilly terrain, the dangerous peaks and mountains are like forests, it can be described as a poor mountain and bad water, the people are extinct, the precipitous place is difficult to fly birds, the apes are difficult to climb, among the three major basin plains, the land is fertile, the materials are abundant, the water flow is abundant, it is the highly developed human terran territory.

Even so, Suzhou Province was the most sparsely populated state province in the Hongwu Empire, as 80 percent of Suzhou Province was inhabited.

In the depths of the steep peaks and steep mountains of Suzhou Province, there is a steep and dangerous peak that pierces straight into the clouds, called Jianyun Peak, the top of Jianyun Peak is a sword pavilion stone building, this building has a total of eighteen floors, majestic and surging, directly excavated by the upper peak of Jianyun Peak, Jianyun Peak is surrounded by stone peaks, and from time to time you can see the people flying with the sword.

Jianyun Peak is the mountain gate station of the Sword Tower, the eighteen-story towering stone building is the Sword Tower, the hundreds of stone peaks that surround it, steep and straight, the ape is difficult to climb, just like the sword forest, the eighteen-story stone building is named the Sword Tower.

At this time, the black sword light pierced the sky, as if it was popular to cut through the sky, and the surging sword intent pierced the sky, causing the clouds to dissipate, which naturally alarmed the upper and lower levels of the sword tower.

"Who's coming?" A loud shout came from the Sword Cloud Peak, and I saw a sword light rising into the sky, directly blocking in front of the black sword light.

As soon as the black sword light stopped, Lin Yi stood in the air, glanced at this person, and then at the entire Sword Tower, did not see any vision, his heart moved, and said, "Qingshan Dao Guan Lin Yi is visiting." ”

This person is a long-bearded old man with white hair, dressed in green clothes, carrying a sword, his expression is indifferent, and his edge is exposed, like an unsheathed sword, but when he heard the name Lin Yi, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although Qingshan Taoist Temple is still a supporter of Zuo Gong, it is only because of some changes that Qingshan Taoist Temple is far away from Zuo Gong's core, and the reason for this change is because of Lin Yi in front of him.

As the cornerstone of the Zuo Gong faction, Guan Jian Lou is the most solid supporter of the Zuo Gong faction.

"You Lin Yi and I are not on the same road, what do you mean by coming to the door?" The white-haired old man had a rather unkind attitude, and he didn't even report his name, and said bluntly.

"I'm here to borrow the sword pool, this is the token of Ye Zang's sword. Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged, took out a token, and threw it directly.

Although Ye Zangjian fell, the time was short, and there was no vision in the Guanjian Tower, presumably no one had discovered that the soul lamp belonging to Ye Zangjian was extinguished.

After all, even if someone takes care of the soul lamp, they will not always stare at the soul that is not extinguished all the time, which is human nature.

The white-haired old man took the token, and his eyebrows wrinkled even deeper, because this token was not fake, I don't know why the landlord would agree to Lin Yi's use of the sword washing pool, but the landlord's decision was not something he could influence.

"Since it's the landlord's decision, then you can come with me!" The white-haired old man nodded slightly, although his face did not have too much expression, but in comparison, his attitude was much better.

"In the lower leaf Jianfeng! is the master of the Sword Pavilion. The old man gave his name.

This Ye Jianfeng's status in the Guanjian Tower is equivalent to Yan Daojing, the hall master of the Qingyun Hall of the Qingshan Taoist Temple, who has cultivated in the realm of gods, but looking at his bone age, he is a thousand-year-old monster.

Under the leadership of Ye Jianfeng, Lin Yi can be said to be unimpeded in Yun Jianfeng.

The eighteen-story sword pavilion of the Guanjian Tower, from top to bottom, the top of the mountain is the first layer, one layer is deeper than the other, in which the concentration and purity of the heaven and earth vitality are getting higher and higher, the first layer is wrapped in the mist of heaven and earth vitality, but the first floor is used for office purposes, and no one is cultivating in it.

The second layer is a secret realm, a sea of blue waves, a liquid ocean of heaven and earth vitality, and the islands are scattered like stars.

The third layer is the internal space of the stone hall, the stone walls are covered with powerful prohibitions, surrounded by various stone halls that do not know what kind of use, there is a spring water in the most central position, and its natural liquid heaven and earth vitality is only more than a hundred times that of the first layer of liquid ocean.

There is a pool of spring water on each floor of the Sword Pavilion, but the spring water in a pool is getting smaller and smaller, on the contrary, the degree of purity is getting higher and higher, and after reaching the eighteenth layer, the spring water becomes a fist-sized spring, steaming with a misty colorful glow.

Above the steaming seven-colored glow, there is a stone pond of the size of a zhang suspended, the stone pond is gray-white, simple and unpretentious, flat and square, like a large ink inkstone, which is carved with a fine dragon carving, there is a pool of clear thunder water on it, and the slightest streamer can be seen swimming.

"This is the Sword Washing Pool! It seems to be carved from rock, simple and unpretentious, but its essence is made of the Five Elements Divine Iron, which has reached the level of counterattack and return to the truth, so it has this appearance. Ye Jianfeng introduced.

However, at this moment, a sword cultivator rushed over, and said in a frightened voice, "Oh no, Pavilion Master!" The Lord's soul lamp has been extinguished. ”