Haoran Zong set up a formation.

In the middle of the array are the Two Realms Mountain, and there are nine shadowy gaps in the Two Realms Mountains, and there are countless living beings in the Nine Shadows Gaps.

This formation will refine the Nine Shadows Gap, refine a heaven and earth, as well as countless living beings and dead things inside.

Qi Shensheng's eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "There is a ...... missing."

An elder replied, "That one was beaten back to the Nine Shadows by Feathering and failed to fuse. ”

Another elder frowned and said, "Without one, the formation will not be complete, compared to the immortal treasure obtained by the Taiqing Fu Sect last time, I am afraid that it will be inferior by more than half." ”

Qi Mingsheng was silent.

Compared to that one strange treasure, it was the weight of ten nine-turn demon immortals, which was far from enough. However, now without one, the formation is not complete.

It is no longer a question of missing a monster, but a question of whether the formation can be perfected.

If that Nine-Turn Demon Immortal is integrated into the Immortal Sect's disciples, beyond the Nine-Turn Demon Immortal level, it can make up for the formation. However, being repelled by Yan Di's feathering repelled the Nine Shadows, and if there was a monster that exceeded the level of the Nine Revolutions, it was not complete enough.

Elder Shicai hesitated slightly, and then said: "Although the formation is not perfect now, if it is refined, this pile immortal treasure should not be underestimated, only the immortal saint can resist it, and the Dao ancestor will not be able to shake it." ”

The crowd was silent.

Qi Mingsheng suddenly smiled, his green shirt fluttered, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his elegant and elegant face was slightly smiling, and he said: "It has been arranged for a long time, it has taken countless efforts, and it has taken great favors, how can it fall short?"

He put the book in his hand in front of his eyes, looked at it carefully, and sighed slightly.

The disciples of Yandi have the saying of the natal immortal sword. All in one. One loses all.

Haoran Sect is a Confucian Taoist Immortal Sect. It is the ancient scriptures of the sages.

The book in front of him was written by Qi Mingsheng himself, and it has been cultivated for many years, and it has been inseparable from itself, almost one glory and one loss.

Several elders couldn't help but be shocked.

The Elder of Shicai persuaded him: "The True Heavenly Genius of the Palm Sect is another True Immortal Dao Ancestor among the Nine Great Immortal Sects, in addition to the Moral Immortal Sect Sect. In the future, it is expected that the true person will become a sage. If I lose this book, I don't know how many years it will take to recover...... Perhaps ......"

Qi Mingsheng said lightly: "Maybe I have damaged this book, and the trauma cannot be consummated, and I have cut off the path of the sage?"

The elder nodded slightly.

The rest of the elders stopped talking, but only sighed.

Qi Mingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, threw away the book, and said leisurely: "A book...... Just a book......"

He threw it away, and the book turned into a streamer, piercing through the Two Realms Mountain and falling into the gap between the Nine Shadows. Crash into the mountain where there would have been monsters that had exceeded the level of the ninth turn.

"Is the future of this seat blocked by a book?"

"Read 10,000 books. Thousands of miles. How many books can I read in this seat, and how many miles will I travel?"

Qi Mingsheng's face was pale, but the breath between his eyebrows became more and more awe-inspiring, "Sage, this seat cultivates immortals and cultivates the Dao, and reads through the ancient and modern classics, what you want is the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit, the most holy karma ......."

......

Jing Ke walked in the mountains, his whole body was full of flames, and the thunder in his hands flickered, fusing with the flames to form thunder fire.

Thunder is the thunder of Qiankun's righteousness, and fire is the fire of Haoran's book burning.

Mingwen walked side by side with him, and his body was also scorched with flames.

Flames don't come from outside, they come from everywhere.

The meridians, bones, flesh, and blood are all burning.

But the two had no fear.

Because this is the fire of this door.

"It seems that this door has a big plan. ”

Jing Ke was in the flames, and at a glance, this heaven and earth were all in the flames, and he muttered: "It is probably the formation of this sect, and this side of the world will be all stored and refined." ”

Mingwen said: "Both living and dead things are on fire, and it seems that this gate is going to refine everything in this heaven and earth." ”

Jing Ke nodded slightly and said, "It should be so." ”

There is a slight hesitation in the plain text.

Jing Ke smiled and said, "If you and I really want to be buried here, burned by the flames, and refined together, aren't you afraid?"

Mingwen chuckled, didn't care too much, and said: "Since this sect has this plan, there must be a plan, as for you and me, I want to come to this sect to deal with it properly." If we can't dispose of it properly, we will be treated as outcasts, because what we have gained is far greater than the weight of your and my disciples. You and I were born in the Haoran Sect, we are familiar with the holy books, and the people of my generation died for the protection of the sect, which is heavier than the mountains, what is the regret?"

Jing Ke smiled slightly: "Exactly." ”

But he carried his hands behind his back, and seemed to be a little confident.

Mingwen showed a look of doubt.

Jing Ke patted the flames on his body, he couldn't extinguish it, even the mana seemed to be burning in the flames, he shook his head, and then said: "You and my senior brother died for the protection of the sect, and it is more important than the mountains. But in this middle heaven and earth, there are not only the disciples of this sect, but also the rest of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and they have not died until now, and they have not left this place, they are all Qijie who have sharpened their edge, and if they are refined together as outcasts, the cost is immeasurable. Therefore, this door should be properly disposed of......"

Mingwen hesitated: "But...... The flames burn your body, and you and I can only hold on to two more sticks of incense, and then they will turn into ashes. ”

Jing Ke smiled and said, "Yes, my cultivation is better than that of my senior brother, and I can only insist on two sticks of incense." ”

Mingwen was stunned for a moment, as if he had an understanding.

Jing Ke said: "The flames vary from person to person, and if you look at those monsters, most of them have already begun to turn into ashes. ”

Mingwen frowned, as if he was contemplating something.

At that moment, a streamer of light streaked across the sky.

It was a white light that flew through the flames and fell somewhere in the heavens and the earth.

Jing Ke took a deep breath and said, "The fragrance of the scroll smells, I think it is the white jade book of the real person." ”

Mingwen was taken aback, and said: "This is the treasure of the real person in charge of the sect, it has been cultivated for many years, and the breath is almost integrated, if this book is damaged, the real person in the palm will also be injured." ”

Jing Ke said: "This white jade book is the treasure of the Dao Ancestor, and the changes in it are far better than those of the Nine Turns Earth Immortals, which is really a rare treasure. But since the real person in charge of the sect has abandoned this book, I am afraid that it will ...... The plan of this sect is heavier than you and I have expected. ”

Mingwen suddenly asked: "In this way, the true person in charge of the sect can even abandon his own treasure, and the plan must be immeasurable, so it is possible to pay a great price and refine the disciples of all sects together?"

"No way. ”

Jing Ke said in a deep voice: "Because we are Haoran Sect. ”

Mingwen thought for a moment, then nodded.

Jing Ke found a rock that had been burned, wiped off a layer of ashes, and sat on the burning rock.

"Wait!"

He was not afraid, nor was he questioned. (To be continued.) )