Zhongzhou is divided into:

It's too high.

White Horse Temple.

Lingtian Dao.

It is divided into two immortals and one Buddha, and the three Dao have stood in Zhongzhou for thousands of years, and they have a battle for Taoism with each other, but they are also developing independently, and there is no big fight between them.

Of course.

The rest of the small immortal and Buddhist sects are also under the suppression of these three realms all the time.

Among them, cruelty is not enough for outsiders either.

On the Void Heaven Pavilion.

There are many rooms, but at the top, there are only three of them, side by side.

Although the rooms are large, there is only one person in each room.

The apostle of the three paths.

It is said to be a real person who cultivated during the Jindan period.

No one dared to look directly into this room, there were many sects floating in the floating room above this Void Pavilion, and these sects, whether they were outside the domain or inside the domain, knew who could be provoked and who could not be provoked.

Ye Bai looked straight inside.

Ignorant and fearless.

This is a kind of mind, if he knows, I am afraid he will also look inside, he has not been afraid of words in his heart for a long time, authority is what needs to be beaten.

His eyes were fixed on one of the three largest rooms.

Inside this house.

There is an old man in a pale colored dress.

There were peach blossoms swaying behind the old man.

Sensing something at this moment, his eyes looked at Ye Bai.

glanced at Ye Bai's sword again, and suddenly turned around and smiled: "It's a little interesting." ”

That's all he said.

A short, stocky, gourd-like old woman in the room next to him also glanced at the other side, pursed her mouth with a wrinkled mouth, and laboriously spat out a word.

It's not loud.

It is precisely to be heard by this old man.

"It's a pity that this baby chose the wrong direction, cultivating the way of the sword, taking the path of ancient sword cultivation, although the physique is special, but it will die thoroughly after all. ”

"The key is that Confucianism and Taoism are about to be eliminated, he will die, but it's a pity that such a good seedling is gone, and it is also good to become a wrestler who protects the mountain. The old woman spoke, speaking very slowly, but every word was cruel.

There was no one on the edge to speak.

The old woman was black and cloudy, as if she had rolled her eyes towards the room on the other side.

continued: "The White Horse Temple actually sent an old bald donkey who practiced closed-mouth meditation to be an apostle, what good seedlings can be received. ”

The old man nodded slightly, he only now understood, why the young monk over there didn't speak no matter what he did, not even a sound, closed his mouth and Zen, not only closed his mouth, but also needed to close his heart, otherwise the reason why it was just a ritual was what he could practice.

The old man stopped talking.

Looking at Ye Bai's gaze, it was already like looking at a dead person.

"He can't win. ”

"It's still a fight between the two of us here, and after the next person comes out, he's going to die, all of them are seriously injured, and they're still strong, which is a little ridiculous. The old woman's words are like knives, and she has already sentenced Ye Bai's death sentence in her heart

Inside another room.

It was a little monk wearing a pale gray robe, and even a lot of color had fallen off a little monk with clear eyebrows, the little monk had been sleeping, and only then did he raise his head at this moment, glanced at Ye Bai, and then five white and pure fingers shook a few times slightly, and did not speak.

His eyes looked at his fingers.

Although he didn't look at Ye Bai.

But it seemed to have touched all of Ye Bai's breath.

The little monk's eyes were raised, and in an instant, there was a sense of comfort, like a blue lake, just like the lake water that formed the Tianchi after the eruption of the volcano, so clear that it could take care of the entire leaf white inside.

The little monk looked at it.

Suddenly laughed.

Although he smiled, he was silent, which seemed to represent something, but nothing seemed to mean that his fingers slowly opened, and the most central position actually formed a leading figure.

The little monk's fingers moved, the figure disappeared, his blue eyes flowed, his ears trembled slightly, and then he looked at the rooms on both sides around him and shook his head

The current ranking of the Gathering Immortals list has undergone a relatively big change.

Of course, not much has changed at the front.

The first is Lei Gongzi Lei Kong, who is too forgetful

The second is Ye Xuan'er, the ice fairy who forgets his feelings

The third is the book fairy of Confucianism. The Ice Moon

The fourth is Shangguan Miao, the wonderful son of Lingtian Miaodao

The fifth is the Confucian Wu Zibo.

The sixth is a disciple of the Taishang Forgetful Dao, it is said that he has been in retreat and practice, and he has been suppressing his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, and he is the senior brother of the Taishang Forgetful Dao, and he has no return

The seventh is Ye Bai.

The rest are some loose practices that came out of the mustard seed mountain.

The eighth Sun asked.

Ninth go.

The 10th male loser.

Eleventh Chen Xiang

The twelfth Uncle Chen

The thirteenth cyan.

The fourteenth ram is silent

Fifteenth War Leaf

Ye Bai entered the seventh place, and the number of places to enter the temple was only nine, and now the ranking, qualifications, for Ye Bai, are already within reach, of course, he has already added this Gathering Immortals, so it is necessary to compete to the end, there is no reason to withdraw.

Although he is now in the seventh, only those who survive can have a chance, and corpses cannot enter.

Cyanine.

Thunder Sky.

Above the ring.

There was a new referee again, and the person just now was frightened by Ye Bai's bloody methods.

Cyan abstained.

When Ye Bai heard the name Lei Kong, he looked into the distance, Ye Bai was on the seat under the ring, and the person who was too forgetful was in the room above.

This is the territory of Taishang Forgetfulness, so naturally it will be a little different.

When Ye Bai was still frowning.

Because the disciple of the Taishang Forgetful Dao still does not have the breath of his sister.

He wanted to see his sister, and in a flash, time passed so quickly, he hadn't seen his sister for almost eleven years, her name, Ye Xuan'er, he heard most of it on other people's lips.

Ye Xuan'er had unconsciously become Ye Bai's pride.

But the most important thing is that Ye Xuan'er is Ye Bai's only relative in this world, and if the world is destroyed, he will not care, but once it comes to his sister, then everything will be different.

A swordsman, crazy, can destroy everything, Ye Bai is not a person in the Demon Dao, but if it is his sister, he will be even more crazy than any Demon Dao, sometimes it is not what he will become if he cultivates any exercises, but what he wants to become

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