readx; At this time in summer and August, the sun is really hot and dusty, especially in the city of Běijing, the road is white and dusty, but the courtyard where the emperor lives is deep in the trees, the walls are crawling with morning glories, creepers, grape vines, growing lush, occasionally the wind blows, the flowers and red leaves and green are spread together, becoming a cool world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"In the world, the Tao does not change, and the sky always changes. Life is also a wanderer, pondering. The Demon Emperor is really the first person in the Qi Refiner throughout the ages, there are the three Miao Chi You Clan, Zhuge Clan paved the way forward, even if the anti-heaven revolution could not succeed, it also wrangled the Qiankun to a mess, and now the ancient Qi refining masters in the Xuanyuan Tomb have been reincarnated, although it is Zhu Xi's thief who would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile, but he is also forced by the Demon Emperor to be cornered. Looking at the current situation, the Demon Emperor is a variable figure, and the time for the Heavenly Emperor to come into the world is only three hundred years earlier. Great freedom, although we have different ways and do not conspire with each other, but now we have to prepare in advance. ”

Wang Fu'er grew up very fast, and although he was only one year old now, he had grown into an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and a boy was fifteen years old, and according to the standards of this time, he was almost an adult.

It's just that Wang Fu'er is still like that, with fingers like lotus roots, a wide face, bulging gills, and a fat head and drooping ears. Hold up a children's dress made of pale yellow sè river silk tightly.

At this time, Wang Fuer and Wang Ruoyan sat under the stone bench of the grape trellis to enjoy the coolness, drinking iced sour plum soup, so comfortable.

Wang Ruoyan grew up faster than Wang Fuer, she was originally two or three years older than Wang Foer, since she was taken over by Wang Zhong and handed over to Huang Li'er Shangguan Ziyan to take care of, and after making a 20-year non-infringement agreement with Wang Zhong, she had no scruples, and cast a heavenly demon ** to force herself to be born, and now she has grown into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

This Buddha and one demon is the supreme powerhouse between heaven and earth, the source of the sect, and it ranks among all the Qi refining immortals throughout the ages, and it is at least the top ten. Although it was only a few months of cultivation, the mana had already reached an incredible level.

"Hehe, so what? You have an ape master as your protector, but this seat has nothing, and it is not much more dangerous than you. Look at your timid, fat-headed look. Wang Ruoyan sneered twice, raised his eyebrows, showing ten thousand styles, "If this seat cultivates for another twenty years, it can achieve the highest state of its freedom." What do you need to prepare?"

"Not really. Now the world is sinister, the void is even more chaotic, the Emperor of Heaven is moody and unfathomable, this time he can knock Zhu Xi's ontological intention down to the mortal world, and he may not be able to attack us next time. It's better to simply descend the ontological mind completely. One is that the mana has exploded, and he has the strength to protect himself. The second is to avoid the Emperor of Heaven showing his power to us again. ”

Wang Fu'er ignored Wang Ruoyan's sneer, and still smiled kindly, as if he would never have troubles and hatred.

"Huh?" Wang Ruoyan was taken aback when he heard Wang Fu'er's words, "Would you rather abandon the Three Thousand Buddha Kingdom and the Majestic Pure Land established in the depths of the Heavens, as well as those brainless Heavenly Dragon natives? And even if the ontological intention comes, after such a big loss, the strength will be the same as Zhu Xi's now, only between the heavenly immortals and the earth immortals. And it's a proprioceptive trauma that can never be recovered. Although this kind of mana can protect itself for the time being, it will not be enough to deal with the Demon Emperor in the future. ”

"Moreover, now the Demon Emperor is fierce and powerful, even the envoy of the Emperor of Heaven has not been able to help him, and now he has gone to the Xuanyuan Mausoleum to find a bear blood sickle, if he is allowed to get this magic weapon, with earth, water, fire and wind as the guide, and the sickle and axe are closed, I am afraid that he can complete all the nine realms of the self-realized Yuan Demon in one fell swoop, no matter how many manas are more than the Chiyou clan and Zhuge clan, even if it is a heavenly immortal, he will be killed by him! At that time, except for the Emperor of Heaven, no one is his opponent. When the time comes, if he really captures the banner of Chiyou, he will use it to break through the three dragon veins and absorb the power of the earth, and you and I will be doomed. ”

Wang Fu'er was still smiling, and pinched his fat fingers: "It's ridiculous that you are a heavenly demon, in the end you are transformed by Yu Nian, and you can't see through the true face of this immortal catastrophe." The last calamity of the gods is the order of the Emperor of Heaven, and you and I cannot escape all the calamities that transcend earthly existence. It's just that if you and I can help the Emperor of Heaven successfully step out of Yingzhao Mountain, after three hundred years, even if we lose our supernatural powers, we can still maintain our original consciousness, and hide the reincarnation of the world in the world to enjoy all the blessings. Unlike those obsessive immortals, who are obsessed with karma, and finally even their consciousness is wiped out in the void. Although I have enlightened 3,000 stars in the depths of the universe, they are all ignorant natives, although they are powerful, but far from the agility and liveliness of people, even if you are the supreme Buddha, what is the point?

As he spoke, Wang Fu'er paused and said, "Yes, you and I have to lose most of our mana when we come to pass through the void, but since I say so, there is naturally a way to minimize the loss of mana." And it is also possible to surpass the previous karma and shine in this immortal calamity. ”

Wang Ruoyan was surprised at this time, "You little fat man, how can you say such a big thing?"

Wang Fu'er laughed more and more, "You are the lord of hundreds of millions of demons, I am the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, your demons are the embodiment of the thought of yinyu in the extreme of the sky, and I am domineering, but I am endowed with yang power and firmly defend the royal road." Therefore, you and I are a demon and a Buddha, you and I have attacked and defended, opposing each other for thousands of years, winning and losing each other, and no one has won or lost either side, all because Yin Yang stands side by side, and each other grows and disappears. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Wang Ruoyan sneered again. showed an impatient look, but there was a magic light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I have a Zen method, which is to rejoice in the Zen, to reconcile yin yang with the way of joy, and to achieve the great perfection when chaos has not yet opened. As long as you and I participate in this meditation together, the Buddha and the demon are one, the mana will definitely advance by leaps and bounds, reaching an unprecedented realm, and the ontological mind will rise to the top, which will inevitably reduce the loss of the becoming. ”

"Hmph. When Wang Ruoyan heard this, he showed an expected expression, and snorted twice to express his tacit approval. "I also have this technique among the heavenly demons, it's rare that you figured it out this time, you knew it was so, but you kept it secret. ”

Wang Fu'er smiled, but there was a bit of a smiling demeanor, and he didn't speak. Wang Ruoyan suddenly glanced in the direction of Shaanxi, leaked a surprised look, and said: "However, although you are the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, there is actually another wonderland in the Zen sect of your Buddhism, and you don't respect your monk." It seems that it is not an easy task for the Demon Emperor to obtain the bear blood sickle. ”

"Kyushu is the land zhongyāng, its people are different from foreign barbarians, and they are not different from alien natives, the people of Kyushu are intelligent, and they are good at accepting ten thousand laws for their own use, and there is nothing surprising to open up another wonderland based on my method. ”

Wang Fu'er is still smiling and not smiling.

"Zen monks, although they are from you, but they reprimand the Buddha and scold the ancestors, and they are really first-class people. No wonder for the favor of the Mandate of Heaven, I have to guard the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, but unfortunately I was born ahead of schedule, I think I am afraid that I can't deal with the Demon Emperor, and the situation is not very optimistic. Forget it, anyway, I made a twenty-year non-aggression agreement with the Demon Emperor, and I finally have a little free time, unlike those earth immortals who have no foundation and are being taken together. ”

Wang Ruoyan stretched out her delicate fingers, which were as delicate as beautiful jade, "You and I Demon Buddha cultivation should speed up the progress, and the time is still very tight. Once there is a slight success, he will give up the immortal karma and fall into the dust again. Although he can't maintain his supernatural powers and body after ri, his consciousness can be eternal, and he can give it up if he can, and the end of the immortal calamity is really unspeakable. ”

Wang Fu'er said: "Great goodness." ”

The eyes of a Buddha and a demon, a boy and a girl suddenly looked at each other, intertwining with a strange brilliance.

Just when Wang Fu'er and Wang Ruoyan looked at each other, yin yang intertwined, and cultivation was joyful**, Wang Zhong's natal incarnation and the two primordial gods did encounter obstacles when they entered the Xuanyuan Mausoleum in Qiaoshan, Shaanxi Province before.

The cemetery of the world, on the noble and prominent, has a long history, the Xuanyuan Mausoleum under the bridge mountain is the most, even the mausoleum of the first emperor is magnificent, but it lacks the ancient atmosphere of adhering to the mandate of heaven.

Wang Zhong led Ji Luohong, Lu Na, and Wang Lele to the three daughters with another primordial god, and the real body and the two primordial gods entered the mausoleum first. Although the true body of the white bone law body is shattered, it can no longer use the killing moves of the white bone sword qi, but the changes in the blood spirit path and the innate Yuan Demon Blood Demon Divine Gang are still available, although the strength has dropped significantly, and when encountering a master, he can't kill it like destroying Wang Xianren, but it is still the existence of the earth immortal karma.

The entire mausoleum is based on Qiaoshan, gathering dragon qi to evolve into the king's qi through Taihang, and the Luliang Ershan mountain range is transported into Běijing. Xuanyuan Mausoleum does not have any outstanding features in appearance, but a huge stone tablet stands tall, by a dragon head turtle body of Xuanwu camel, the inscription is carved with ancient patterns, simple and unpretentious. The rest is the surrounding trees are verdant, and many moss-covered boulders are scattered all over the mountain. Implying all kinds of ancient strange gate arrays.

However, with Wang Zhong's current cultivation, he can see through the mysteries of the mountains and rivers around this mausoleum and the vast and far-reaching world in the depths of the mausoleum, as well as the ins and outs of some people who will block his footsteps and their past and future lives.

There is no way, Wang Zhong is infernal, and after he has achieved great success, the things that can be concealed from him can be said to be pitiful in this world.

Before falling to the tombstone, Wang Zhong's two primordial gods had already become one with the physical body, so what appeared was a young man dressed in white.

Stretching out his right hand, stroking the inscription engraved with ancient runes, Wang Zhong pointed like a sword, first clicked a few points, and then played fifty times in the inscription zhongyāng according to the number of Dayan.

Every time I play it, a big rock in the empty mountain forest will make the same echo, and the empty mountains on all sides will resound in unison, as if there is a heavenly music that can only be played.

At the last moment, the music stopped abruptly, and the huge Xuanwu of the camel stele seemed to come to life, and the eyes suddenly flashed with a faint blue brilliance, and a circle of clear light rippled out, forming a gatehouse with a radius of three zhang high in front of the stele.

The inside of the gatehouse was still clear, as deep as the sea, and it was impossible to see what it was, but Wang Zhong walked into the gatehouse without hesitation.

When Wang Zhong's figure disappeared into the depths of the blue light, this gatehouse stood like a tower, and it did not dissipate.

Wang Zhong passed directly through the clear light, and the place where he landed was a magnificent and magnificent road built with soft and delicate artemisia leaf bluestone.

On the walls of the walls around the corridor, there are large turtle shells like bathtubs, which are full of oil and fat, and the wick made of yarrow as thick as a child's arm flashes with vigorous flames, illuminating the whole magnificent corridor in detail.

Wang Zhong did not choose the art of flying, but walked step by step along this path to the depths.

However, looking at the long and deep road, it seems that there is no end, but Wang Zhong only walked to the end in a dozen steps.

At the end of the corridor is a ten-zhang high red copper gate, which is closed. It's just that there is an old monk sitting in front of the gate, his whole body is shriveled, his eyes are deep, it seems to be a dried corpse that has been seated, motionless and unblocked, preventing outsiders from opening the gate and entering the depths of the mausoleum.

Seeing Wang Zhongyi appear in front of him, this corpse-like monk suddenly became angry, raised his head slowly, and his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance. The shriveled lips moved.

According to common sense, such a state of speech is simply a dying moan, but now there is a deep and powerful, grand and abnormal voice, "The atmosphere is swept away, and the hundred and two mountains and rivers are in the palm of your hand." ”

It was two lines of poetry, and the sound reverberated throughout the corridor.

"Da Hui Zonggao, can you stop me?"

Wang Zhong looked at the old monk, but he stopped, and was not in a hurry to move forward, as if he had come to talk.

"If you can stop it, you have to try it to know. The old monk's lips moved again, and he said calmly.

"You, a monk, are a profound Zen sect, but you scold the Buddha and the ancestors, but some Zhuang Zhou scolds Xuanyuan and Yao Shun. Your current cultivation, although not as good as Wang Fo'er, is a different realm in the realm, when you assisted King Yue, together to create a military master's martial arts spear skills, but it is very meaningful. It's just that later you knew the Mandate of Heaven and came to this mausoleum, waiting for the Emperor of Heaven to come to the world three hundred years later and then assisted by the reincarnation of the Yuan Shen, however, I think that although your cultivation is wonderful, after all, there is no Wang Fu'er who has the magical power of the future star tribulation, and you may not know what will happen after your reincarnation. Since you are blocking me today, then I will not keep you, but I will tell you everything about your future life first, so that you will not be confused until you die. ”

Wang Zhong smiled and told the origin of this old monk, his previous life, and his future life. It turns out that this old monk is a Zen monk in the Southern Song Dynasty, Dahui Zonggao, this person is a first-class figure in Zen Buddhism, cultivating to surpass the ancestors of Zen Buddhism, and does not respect the Buddha. Therefore, Wang Zhong did not kill this old monk like other earth immortals without saying a word, but talked about it first.

At that time, this great Hui Zonggao had joined forces with King Yue to fight against Jin, but later comprehended the mandate of heaven and found that nothing could be done, and the Jin soldiers could have been swept away, but there was a corrupt emperor inside, and a large number of Confucian scholars controlled elbows, and finally ordered King Yue to collect troops and return to the dynasty, but was secretly ambushed and killed by a great Confucian, the old monk saw through all this, entered the Xuanyuan Mausoleum to guard, only wait for the Emperor of Heaven to come to the world, sweep away all the Confucian poison, and then reincarnate to assist in the revitalization of the Hanjia rivers and mountains in Kyushu.

"I want to hear about it. When the old monk heard Wang Zhong's words, there was no expression on his old face like a dried orange peel, and his voice was still steady.

"After you were reincarnated, you had a grandson named Xu Tianbiao, who also came with me to this era of immortal apocalypse through the Seven Killing Divine Monument. Unfortunately, I don't have the time for you to meet him. Wang Zhong put his hands behind his back and smiled like a chun.

"I see. The old monk nodded, "I already understand, but I didn't expect that not long after I sat here, such a change took place outside, and even the general trend of the world was changed by you." No wonder there was a shock in the Xuanyuan Tomb yesterday, the Ancient Qi Refining Masters didn't have my state of mind, and they couldn't wait to go out and reincarnate, three hundred years earlier than expected. I don't know what to do, but you've been turned upside down. You're a little bit higher than I am. ”

"Accept and accept, before you die, do you have anything else to say?" Wang Zhong nodded again at the old monk.

"Naturally, I have something to say. The old monk Dahui Zonggao's eyes suddenly brightened a lot, "Follow the way, it should be reasonable, this is called the mandate of heaven." This world has been decayed, the land of Kyushu was originally the center of the earth, and people are naturally extremely intelligent, so from ancient times to Chunqiu Warring States saints emerge in endlessly, but it is a pity that since the Han Dynasty, the people of Kyushu have been bewitched by poison and become ignorant, and there is no such achievement anymore. Now he is terminally ill and irretrievable, unless he encounters countless pains and hatred of destroying the country and the species, he can wake up. The Emperor of Heaven came to the world, and it was at the last moment that he led the rise of the people of Kyushu. This is precisely the way that should be followed, and it should be reasoned, which is called the mandate of heaven. You want to change the common sense of the road with your own selfishness, but I am afraid that there is no such possibility, but I don't advise you, because there are too few people like you, I have some hope to see what the world will become after you succeed. But I still want to know if Xiu Wei can kill me and break through this door. ”

Wang Zhong sighed and said: "The gentleman's Ze, the fifth generation and beheaded, the future life may not be as good as you guess, otherwise I will not pass into the end of the immortal calamity, I once said, know the destiny of heaven but not obey the destiny of heaven, the mandate of heaven will be changed, now when I get the bear blood sickle, the emperor must have to come to the world in advance, and then this Qiankun is a different scene. ”

As soon as the words fell, footsteps sounded, and Ji Luohong appeared in front of the old monk with Xiong and Wang Lele, Lu Na and Wang Zhong's other primordial spirit.