Late spring is coming, and summer is gradually ushering in.

Steep and deep mountains, Zhong Lingyu is beautiful.

This place is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but I don't know where and where it is located in the Central Plains. The sun is shining, the green mountains and white clouds, just listen to a song slowly rising from the mountains and floating into the vast sky.

A lonely pavilion, thousands of miles of silence.

Wuchenzi pillowed his arms, lying on the mountain pavilion, watching the floating clouds pass, silent for a long time.

"Life is hard, and it is not bitter. ”

An exclamation suddenly came from under the pavilion. I saw an old monk sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, constantly fiddling with the Buddha beads in his hand, this person was absolutely famous, and he was once the descendant of the Zen master of the Fanyin Temple.

Just once.

"Hey ......"

Immediately, I heard an inexplicable chuckle, which was noncommittal.

The soul died leaning on the top of the pavilion bar extremely casually, and there was no movement, but the wine jar on that side flew out and went towards the end. Immediately afterwards, he saw that his eyes suddenly opened, and a Buddha seal with the word "swastika" appeared out of thin air in front of him, shining with golden light. In an instant, the jar of wine shook open.

"Bang!"

There was a slight crash, and the soul shattered the flying jar tightly.

But he raised his head and said to the dustless man on the pavilion:

"But you remembered that trip to Fuxi Mountain?"

“......”

For a long time, Wuchenzi did not answer.

But the soul didn't care, speaking of which, his disciple was also on Fuxi Mountain at the moment. Then, seeing him chuckle a few times, he raised the jar of wine, and drank bitterly:

"The mountains do not come out, and the sea is a mulberry field. ”

......

Falling Goose Peak.

The creation of heaven and earth, the magic of mountains and seas.

Since the establishment of the Fuxi Gate, the main peak of the Fuxi Mountain Range has become a major place in the Central Plains. For thousands of years, living in a corner of the world, no matter the vicissitudes of life, there has not been the slightest change.

Proud, the entire Central Plains.

Maeyama Annex.

As usual, every day, the sun shines lazily on the bluestone ground, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and through the dense branches and leaves, you can see the infinite hall on the mountain. On Tai Chi Square, those Danding will always exude the fragrance of pills that penetrate people's hearts, and purple smoke accompanied by white clouds permeates every inch of corners.

It's like a fairyland.

In a certain courtyard, seven or eight new disciples were practicing exercises.

"Although our Taixu Kendo is not like the swordsmanship of other sects, and it does not use swordsmen to defeat the enemy, it is still the foundation for practicing kendo. If you can't hold the sword steadily, how can you win in the face of the enemy?!"

Cheng Jia stood in front of the disciples and carefully explained the essentials of cultivation.

Of course, this is not her duty, but she has a good relationship with the deacon sister of the third courtyard of Gen, and the senior sister has not returned from visiting relatives on the mountain, so she has come here to temporarily teach these newcomers.

However, those disciples were a little unable to adapt because of this.

"Senior sister, if it is peaceful today, where is the enemy? ”

A disciple said with some displeasure. I thought that their teacher was strict and harsh, but I didn't expect that this seemingly kind senior sister taught them to be even more "eating people without spitting out bones".

In just half an hour, they were already miserable.

"Taiping?"

Hearing this, Cheng Jia sneered.

Once, like these "newcomers", she thought that when she went up the mountain, she embarked on the road to becoming an immortal. As long as you concentrate on cultivation, one day, you will become a strong person in the cultivation world, and you will shine on the lintel. However, she later learned that everything was not as expected, absolutely not.

Killing disputes is the constant theme of the cultivation realm.

"Stop talking nonsense, continue to practice for two hours, otherwise you can't rest!"

Cheng Jia sighed, looking at these immature brothers and sisters, as if he remembered his former self.

A gust of mountain breeze blows, bringing a bit of coolness.

The tranquility and tranquility of this Fuxi Mountain is indeed easy to mistake people for peace in the world. Cheng Jia sat back on the rockery on one side, and sighed unconsciously in her heart, if it weren't for the previous experience of going deep into the Central Plains, she would not have known that there was such an undercurrent surging under the seemingly calm scene.

And in the midst of this turmoil, where will she go?

Where will all the people go?

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Cheng Jia's eyebrows sank.

The gust of mountain wind just now was a little strangely not fading, and as time went by, it became more and more cold, the leaves rustled, and the disciples in the square became more and more unstable on their feet.

A fierce aura is implied in it.

“！”

In an instant, Cheng Jia stood up suddenly.

I saw that the young disciples with increasingly ugly faces swayed in the continuous wind, and the magic swords in their hands also broke one after another, turning into fragments and rolling into the air.

"Bang!"

After the last cracking sound, the wind finally faded.

Cheng Jia instantly performed a body method, the magic sword was sacrificed, and the true yuan bloomed, protecting all the disciples of the Gen Third Academy behind him. She bit her lips and stared firmly ahead with her eyes.

Someone, have you sneaked into Luoyan Peak?

"Whew!"

A figure floated in.

I saw a plain white robe, fluttering like a fairy, like a cloud. And on the top of that robe, there are a few strange reds, pieces of red maple, like a red sunset at sunset, like ......

Blood.

Cheng Jia stood in place in a daze, only to hear the muttering in his mouth:

"Qin Chuan. ”

......

"Boom!"

For a while, all over Luoyan Peak, there was an earth-shattering roar at the same time.

The tranquility of Fuxi Mountain was completely shattered in just a moment. Explosions continued one after another, and flames burst into the sky. Many magnificent buildings were quickly turned into ruins, dusty, and peaceful. The fluttering auspicious purple gas, with the smoke of gunpowder, between the sky, is integrated.

Suddenly, there was a commotion.

The disciples of Fuxi, who had been practicing daily life, came out of the house one after another, only to look at the sudden tragic scene in front of them, and in addition to being shocked, they were even more deeply puzzled.

This is......

In broad daylight, has someone attacked Luoyan Peak?

"What the hell is going on?!"

On the stone steps in front of Tai Chi Square, Mu Zhen hurriedly climbed up, his hurried footsteps, and he looked a little flustered in his calmness. In just a few breaths, the visions of all parts of Luoyan Peak have been born, this is by no means a natural change, there is no doubt that a large number of enemies have infiltrated Luoyan Peak, and have already begun to attack.

Is it the Devil's Way, or is it ......

"The other party can recklessly pass through the enchantment prohibition outside my Luoyan Peak, and I haven't heard any news before, so it's not good...... Senior brother, what should we do now?"

Lin Ao followed closely behind Mu Zhen, gritting his teeth in response.

"The real person in charge has not yet come out of retreat, and I can only organize the enemy. ”

Mu Zhen's footsteps were still stagnant at all, and he said to Lin Ao, "You immediately send someone to inform the senior elders, and order all the Fuxi Sect people to fight with all their strength and protect my Fuxi!"

......

"Plop!"

In front of the stone steps of the mountain gate of Luoyan Peak, a guard disciple fell to the ground with a bang.

I saw red blood, gurgling out from under him, staining the originally white Taoist robe. Blood continued to flow down the stone steps. Under the bright sun, it is very bright.

Immediately, with a footprint, he stepped on the pool of blood.

Luo Wolf's face was cold, followed by several black-clothed guards, stepping over the disciple's corpse.

Although the Venerable Lord Qin Chuan had ordered to avoid any ** killing, they did not have any mercy when they looked at the gradually cold body under their feet. Yu Xuzi mutilated A Luoye, and he was destined to the result of the Fuxi Sect people, regardless of whether there was a direct connection or not, just because the other party was a person under the Fuxi Sect.

That's probably what Buddhism says about cause and effect.

"Go according to plan. ”

Luo Wolf took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a yellow pill and swallowed it in his stomach, and handed the jade bottle to the guards behind him. Immediately after, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he looked towards the stone steps that were going up the stone steps.

This was a move that was very familiar to him.

Back then, the sect leader Ah Luo Ye eradicated the rebellion of the Pangu clan, and this trick was used.

"Kill!"

......

The afternoon sun is blazing.

Everywhere in Luoyan Peak, there was already a sound of shouting and killing.

Since that bell rang, the disciples of the Fuxi Sect have confronted the black-clothed man who had infiltrated the mountain somehow. The catastrophe of Fuximen, unconsciously, came to everyone's ears.

Luoyan Peak, which is in a corner of peace, has also fallen into killing at this moment.

Endless, disaster.

The smoke of gunpowder, stained with white clouds, slowly spread to the Wanghai Cliff.

Dong Xuzi wore a white robe, standing in front of the Wanghai Cliff, still looking at the vast sea of clouds as before, but the scenery was long gone. In my ears, there was only the sound of fighting and killing one after another.

Endless.

A long sigh.

"Master, the current situation of Yanfeng is in great trouble, Senior Brother Mu Zhen, please take action!"

Suddenly, Xuan Cheng, the eldest disciple of the Cave Void lineage, appeared behind the Cave Void with a grim face, looking at the sea of clouds stained with filth and darkness in front of him, and his eyebrows also showed a little unbearable.

What's more, there is a lot of anger.

"Go first, and defend against foreign enemies with all the people. ”

Hearing this, Dong Xuzi didn't turn around, but only said to Xuan Cheng so lightly. Among the existing five veins of Fuxi Gate, Dong Xuzi is the oldest, and as early as a few decades ago, he decided not to participate in this world dispute, and he has not participated in any action in the past, let alone paid attention to it.

However, this time......

Is this day finally here?

Dong Xuzi raised his head, but sighed again.

When Xuan Cheng took the order to leave, on this Wanghai cliff, only Dong Xuzi was left alone. Dressed in a plain white robe, there is no Fuxi hexagram pattern, but it is not stained with any dust.

"Your Excellency has come from afar, please forgive me for being inconsiderate. ”

Suddenly, I saw that Dong Xuzi finally turned around and said so softly.

As soon as the words fell, he saw that in front of him, a gust of wind blew up a faint dust and smoke, and it was like a ghostly person's figure. It was also covered in a black robe, mysterious and weird, but the cloak was taken off, revealing the face of a man of different races, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a smile.

But it is the priest of the Holy Witch Cult in Western Xinjiang, Samu.

"The people of the Central Plains are very polite. ”

Samu said with a smile, facing such an unfathomable cave void, he didn't even have the slightest fear of it.

"That's exactly how it should be. ”

Immediately, Dong Xuzi also smiled. However, between the words, there was not the slightest movement, and everywhere under the feet of Na Samu, eight Fuxi hexagrams appeared in an instant, and the green light was prosperous, and the qi of the Dao Law was strong and abnormal.

It's actually the breath of the Mahayana realm!

Seeing this, Samu was not in a hurry, but he smiled.