Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Hundred Years of Practice, Just to Say Goodbye
The cultivation that had been silent for sixty years exploded in an instant, and the heavens and the earth instantly changed color, and the golden and black demonic qi covered the sky.
On this day, the heavens and the earth fell into blackness.
Xiang Qianren's face was complicated, he walked to Li Muzi's side in a few steps, and hugged him horizontally, "Li Zi, the second egg is back." ”
Li Muzi's hands drooped weakly, but his body regained his youth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than a few breaths, starting from the hair, the gray hair slowly flowed into green silk, and Xiang Qianren's five fingers of golden black demonic qi were entangled, and he gently stroked her face, and this stroke actually swept away all the wrinkles on Li Muzi's face.
Xiang Qianren's gestures kept stopping, from head to toe, brushing to the end, Li Muzi seemed to be reborn, his old state disappeared, and he became the peerless little lady again.
The heavens and the earth are black, and the people of the Spring and Autumn Seven Kingdoms are all looking up at the sky, like demons.
The night is coming, and the devil is coming
The five factions named after the five mountains of the righteous path are the most famous in the world, and at this moment in the hall of the five factions, the five masters opened their eyes to the sky at the same time, and slowly murmured: "He...... It's back. ”
"The sword comes. ”
The leaders of the five major sects of the righteous path descended the mountain at the same time and went together.
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Guangliang Road in the Northern Wei Dynasty, a wine stall in the outer city, famous for the fragrance of wine, a sloppy Taoist priest wearing a soap robe, extremely tall, his face has been covered with a thick layer of mud, and he can't even see the joy and anger, his pupils shrank, he got up suddenly, put the porcelain bowl on the table of the eight immortals with a bang, swept away in a few steps, shrunk into inches, and walked away.
Only the shopkeeper who was stunned and the ranger man who traveled south and north exclaimed after half a ring: "Monsters." ”
Tianlong Shaolin Temple has the title of the first treasure temple since ancient times, the courtyard in Shaolin Temple is relatively large, the apricot yellow courtyard wall, the blue-gray temple ridge, the pale green towering ancient wood, all are bathed in the Buddha's light.
Shaolin Temple library in the dust and soil, cobwebs vertical and horizontal, the statue has been incomplete, the mural is affected by the wind and snow, also mottled and blurred, an old monk with white hair sits cross-legged on the ground and closes his eyes and concentrates, his hands are folded, a relic slowly flies out from the center of the eyebrows, and breaks through the air.
His name is Bodhidharma.
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In the territory of Great Chu, the Purple Mist Mountains are stacked on top of each other, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the bright top gathers the demon hall, the four protectors, the eighteen peak masters, and the seventy-two demon generals kneel to look at the sky, kowtow and worship, and read the word "King" in their mouths: "King." ”
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Although this family village is not remote, but there are few outsiders, there are two women who came first, and the two women are not very old, the elder is only twenty-seven or eighteen, and the younger is twenty-two and three. They are all long and jade, dressed in white silk clothes, without powder, but their skin is like jade, and they have a fragrant fragrance.
The two women in white, the slightly older one, had eyebrows on their faces, phoenix eyes with majesty, and a sheathed short sword inserted in their slender waists, and a majesty on their bodies, not angry and self-threatening. The young one, with a faint lazy tiredness on his face, but occasionally swept his eyes, and his eyes were unexpectedly bright.
The young woman lowered her eyebrows and asked, "Master, I heard that Grandma Xiang Qianren was silent in the mountains and forests, why did he suddenly appear at this moment?"
The older woman frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The master is not too clear about this matter, when Xiang Qianren was crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, I was still in infancy. Although I don't know why the Demon Venerable is here at this time, I know that there is no one in the world who can cure him. ”
As he was talking, he saw a graceful young man holding a peerless woman slowly ascending to the top of Qingluan Peak.
Xiang Qianren bowed his head gently, kissed Li Muzi on the forehead, and laughed softly: "Lizi." I promised you ten miles of peach blossoms, and you are optimistic. ”
The boy walked on the mountain road, smiling charmingly and waving his sleeves.
In an instant, the peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountain.
Xiang Qianren raised his head and laughed loudly: "How can ten miles of peach blossoms be enough?" Since Muzi you like peach blossoms, then I will give you a mountain full of peach blossoms. ”
Walking to the top of the mountain, Xiang Qianren sat down cross-legged, his hands holding Li Muzi did not let go for a moment, he gently stroked her green hair, looked into the distance, and said in a low voice: "It's time to say goodbye to old friends." ”
The sky suddenly lit up, and five figures cut through the black clouds and broke through the sky. Three of the five came with a sword, the other two, one with his feet on auspicious clouds, his white clothes fluttering, and the other sitting cross-legged on a huge gourd with his eyes slightly closed.
One of the middle-aged men with a purple broadsword had golden eyes blazing, his sleeve robe was hunting, and he said in a deep voice: "Xiang Qianren, now the old man is going to suppress your demon." ”
Xiang Qianren smiled, not caring at all, "I'm already an immortal in the world, what kind of demon do I have." ”
The pupils of the heads of the five factions shook at the same time, could it be... Could it be that this demon is already in the realm of immortals?
Xiang Qianren only glanced at the five people, and then looked away, only to see a sloppy Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain picking a peach blossom, putting it on his nose and sniffing it, and slowly walking up the mountain.
Xiang Qianren seemed to smile and said: "Ox nose, this peach blossom is not something that anyone can smell out, giving you this pickled goods to smell is purely a waste of things, cow chewing peonies." ”
The sloppy Taoist priest laughed at it, and grinned: "Poor Dao calculated a hexagram before, and said on his coat that today the crape myrtle star is bright, and someone will fly into the immortal gate, the strongest person in this world, Poor Dao basically knows, Poor Dao thinks about it for a long time, and it is estimated that you kid has soared." ”
Xiang Qianren smiled and shook his head, the sloppy Taoist priest looked puzzled and thoughtful.
A golden relic hung in the air, the misty light of the Buddha flowed around his body, Xiang Qianren clasped his hands together and nodded towards the relic.
Then he sighed softly, was silent, lowered his eyes, stepped down, stepped into the air, and ascended to Kunlun step by step.
The five leaders had complicated faces and surrounded him.
Xiang Qianren gently reached out and took away the wisps of bangs on Li Muzi's head that were blown by the wind, turned a blind eye to the five masters, held the woman's cool hand, and said calmly: "Give way." ”
The middle-aged man with the purple broadsword snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "Suppress demons!"
Xiang Qianren said indifferently: "Tianshan Mountain is a hundred years underground, who can stop me?"
In an instant, the five masters fell from the sky, their movements were awkward, and there were no rules at all.
Xiang Qianren took a deep breath, and the demonic qi exploded, rising into the sky, shooting towards the sky, as if he wanted to go straight to the heavenly court before stopping.
The clouds of the Nine Heavens drooped and drooped.
The entire Qingluan Peak is full of purple energy.
In the golden clouds, a huge immortal gate loomed.
He said loudly: "I have cultivated for a hundred years, I have opened the immortal gate three times without entering, and I have cultivated the realm of immortals with the body of the world, just ask the immortal path for a thousand years, who can do it?"
"I am willing to exhaust my life's cultivation, a thousand spells, infinite avenues, and I am willing to fall into a mortal, just ask, can I let the woman in my arms soar?"
Xiang Qianren's voice was like a bell, resounding through the heavens and the earth.
The eyelashes of the woman nestled in her arms jumped, her eyes gradually opened, and a golden light descended from the sky, and Li Muzi slowly rose into the fairy gate.
She turned her head to look down, and the mountains were full of peach blossoms.
Xiang Qianren sat down cross-legged, and after watching Li Muzi enter the immortal gate, he closed his eyes with a smile.
The heads of the five factions laughed insolently.
The disciples of the Demon Sect on the Purple Mist Peak knelt on the ground, crying silently.
"Amitabha. A lament came from the golden relic.
The sloppy Taoist priest couldn't bear to look at it anymore and sniffed the peach blossoms
A hundred years of practice, just asking for goodbye.
ps: Please don't just let me fight alone with the Heavenly Dao Rock, brothers, rise up together!!