Ren Shang Qiushui begged in every way, Ji Bingxian ridiculed in a thousand ways, Ji Ruochen just ignored the request, even if Ji Bingxian clearly said that he would descend to the first-order True Yuan, he would only use the Taiqing Xuan Saint Realm Dao to fight. Ji Ruochen didn't see half a trace of true yuan around him, so he calmly passed past Ji Bingxian and walked towards the rope bridge.

Ji Bingxian's face was like frost, Shang Qiushui's face was bleak, the two of them had already thought of their words, who knew that Ji Ruochen's face was as thick as a city wall, Quan Zuo didn't hear it, and he didn't protect himself at all. If Ji Bingxian made a move, then Ji Ruochen would naturally fall down with one blow, but such a victory is not martial, how could it be her original intention to come to the door to learn? Shang Qiushui has only practiced once outside Xixuan Mountain, and Ji Bingxian has been in retreat for many years, and even human accidents are a little incomprehensible, although these two people are extremely smart, they are really helpless against Ji Ruochen's rogue methods.

Seeing that Ji Ruochen was about to step on the rope bridge, Ji Bingxian gritted his teeth and shouted: "Today, I will let you see what it means to be careless!"

Ji Bingxian water sleeves together, a white and almost transparent slender hand with a trace of coldness, hit Ji Ruochen's face!

Men are dignified, no matter how scoundrel Ji Ruochen is, he will not be willing to be slapped in the face like this. Ji Bingxian's palm is as fast as lightning, but the attached true yuan is not very strong, she just needs to force Ji Ruochen to do it.

Seeing Ji Bingxian act like this, Shang Qiushui breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said in his heart that he had a good plan. Regardless of whether Ji Ruochen dodged or blocked, Ji Bingxian would continue to slap him in the face, as long as he didn't want to be slapped, he had to fight. The three of them are all the leaders of the younger generation of the Daode Sect, and they know that they don't need to make a big move, so they can also compete to win or lose. If you can't manage to get the two of them to fight tonight, who knows when Ji Ruochen will come back after going down the mountain, then Shang Qiushui will have to suffer during this time.

The smile only appeared on Shang Qiushui's face, which was comparable to spring flowers and autumn moons, and it was solidified.

Another crisp sound echoed in the whistling mountain wind.

Ji Bingxian slapped a palm firmly on Ji Ruochen's left face, and although he had temporarily retracted his strength, he still fanned Ji Jichen, who was completely unprotected, and flew upside down, marking a string of blood beads in his mouth, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

With a plop, Ji Ruochen fell to the ground again.

Ji Bingxian has a cold air in every move, which can trap the opponent's actions, which is also an important reason why she was invincible in the past year exams, so Ji Ruochen received a not very heavy palm from her, and for a while, she didn't have time to return to expel the ice intent that was trapped in her limbs, and she fell hard at the moment.

"Uncle Ji, this ......" Shang Qiushui hurriedly ran over and helped Ji Ruochen up.

Ji Ruochen didn't shirk either, with the help of Shang Qiushui's arm, he slowly stood up, silently expelled the cold qi in his body, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Ji Bingxian: "I have learned." ”

It's just that the left half of his face is high and swollen, the corners of his mouth are completely cracked, and the smile that is plain enough to make the girl feel confused looks very terrifying at this time. Judging by this injury, it is likely that the facial bone has also been ruptured.

"This ...... Uncle Ji, Bingxian didn't mean it, I have some wound medicine here...... "I have always been kind to drink Shang Qiushui, and he was incoherent at this time, and he didn't stop rummaging in his arms looking for the wound medicine elixir, and he couldn't say anything.

Ji Ruochen shook his head, let go of the hand holding Shang Qiushui, and stepped on the rope bridge.

When Ji Ruochen passed by, Ji Bingxian Ying's lips opened slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she still bit her lower lip to death, and let Ji Ruochen quietly go away.

The cold moon is like frost, the ice wind is howling, and Ji Ruochen's back is gradually hidden in the vast clouds and mist, indescribably bleak.

"How can he ......" It is really common for the same door to compete with each other, Ji Bingxian really can't figure out why Ji Ruochen would rather be slapped in the face than have a fight with himself.

She was asking Shang Qiushui, but where did Shang Qiushui know?

"Why do we want to endlessly cultivate and endlessly improve the Dao?" Ji Bingxian asked again.

Regarding this sudden question, Shang Qiushui was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Originally, the answer to this question should be very simple, that is, in order to feather and soar, and to obtain the Great Dao. But at this moment, this question is not so simple.

There are already harbingers of turmoil everywhere in Shenzhou, and the small people of Shengdou are still working at sunrise and resting at sunset, living a simple and simple life. For them, being able to maintain food and clothing all year round is a prosperous age worthy of thanking the heavens.

However, those cultivators who were originally high up and overlooking the beings in the earthly world were not so lucky, and they had already fallen into chaos. Some of the big factions are still able to hold themselves at the moment, and they have to wait to observe the situation clearly before taking action, while those who are small and small are either held hostage by the big factions to join the party, or they want to take advantage of the chaos and reap a lot of benefits, so they have taken action, for fear of being left behind.

However, Ziwei Zhenren and Yin Feng are about to ascend, and one side belongs to the immortals, who can have the last laugh, and who can say it clearly? Or those who are destined to ascend to the immortal class all have an indescribable precedent, and after a battle, they may stop fighting and making peace, so in the end, the unlucky ones are still those small factions with no background and no backing.

The choice between success and failure, just like this vast avenue, everyone seems to understand something, but in fact, they don't understand anything at all.

The confrontation between Emperor Ming, Qingxu Palace and Daodaozong is like two peaks that lead each other, even if you stand at the foot of the peak and look up, it will make people dizzy and unable to hold themselves.

The agitation of the human heart quietly spread among the cultivators, after all, they were still flesh and blood, and they were still far from the realm of desirelessness. Those who are more advanced only feel anxious in the middle of the night when they meditate, while those who do not cultivate enough have gradually revealed anxiety, brutality, and uneasiness in their habitual actions such as cultivating and eliminating demons.

"Catch that witch! she's running into the woods!"

"Senior Brother Qi, you go around the back of the woods to intercept her and cut off her back road. Zhang Wang's two junior disciples outflanked her left and right, and Senior Brother Luo took off into the air to prevent her from escaping!" In front of him was a dense forest, the forest was misty and gloomy, and it was obvious that there were monsters hidden inside.

With the order of the middle-aged Taoist, the four Taoist priests attacked separately, with well-trained actions and tacit cooperation, it seems that there are not a few monsters and monsters.

When the four junior disciples entered the forest separately, the middle-aged Taoist priest snorted, waved the dust in his hand, and walked into the forest. This time, the five of them laid a net of heaven and earth, and they didn't worry that the demon girl could still fly to the sky. This demon girl is not low, she has cultivated into a human form, and with this person's years of profound Taoism, she can't even see what kind of monster she is made of. But no matter how high she is, she is a demon after all, in this Yongzhou-the realm where there are all monks, which round got a demon to run rampant? This time, in order to ambush this wandering demon girl, he invited out of the master to treasure Kun Fengqi, and the demon girl only had a little silk, and she would be beaten back to her original form.

When he walked into the forest, he suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. The Taoist immediately laughed, secretly saying that he was really suspicious of the dark ghost, even if he was single-handed, he was enough to clean up this banshee, not to mention that there were four juniors and disciples to help? The reason why the demon girl was so powerful was because the demon girl was so cunning that she could always escape from the hands of the cultivators who pursued her. And she must have an unknown secret technique, that is, to trap her in the formation, she can always find a way to escape, as if she is also proficient in the hexagram formation.

How can a demon know the formation? She is not a well-known celestial demon.

The Taoist shook his head and continued deeper into the forest. He didn't go far, the fog in the forest was so thick that he could barely see anything outside, and a clump of damp and sticky mist couldn't help but hit his beard and robe, which was indescribably uncomfortable. There was a feeling of irritation in the Daoist's heart, and there was a faint smell of blood in his nose, and he felt a thousand in his throat. He had thought of escorting this demon girl back to the master's gate, but now he felt that she was so troublesome, how could he get rid of this evil breath in his heart if he didn't beat her before returning to the mountain? The Taoist's heart moved, and with a wave of dust, he left a deep mark on the tree, and then he walked quickly.

I don't know how long it took, a huge tree appeared in front of the Taoist, and looking at the newly carved deep marks on the tree, the Taoist's face suddenly turned pale.

There is actually a formation in this forest!

The Taoist looked around, and he had no idea what kind of formation he was in. He knew that if he trespassed again, it would be a great danger, so he sat cross-legged in front of Humu and began to concentrate on calculating the heavenly and terrestrial branches, so as to break out of the formation.

As soon as he lowered the curtain, he suddenly felt that a pair of eyes fell on him, so he slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was actually Qi Shidi's face! The Taoist was shocked, his eyes immediately widened, and he realized that what was placed in front of him was the head of Senior Brother Qi. His face was dark and blue, his eyes were wide open, and the horror of his death was written on his face.

Daoist heart is like soaking ice water, slowly raised his head, the giant tree in front of him has turned into a pair of slender legs, and when he looks up again, a handsome and beautiful woman stands in the place where the ancient tree was originally located, with a mocking face.

The Taoist slowly stood up and took out a small ball of light brown silk from his arms.

The demon girl sneered even more, and sneered: "You have fallen into my array, no matter how much you struggle, it will be useless." ”

The Taoist was taken aback, could it be that this array in the forest was set up by this demon girl? He barely suppressed the horror in his heart, and shouted: "The demon girl is rampant!" Kun Fengqi stood tall in the wind, turned into thousands of silk threads that could break the golden cracking stone, and wrapped around the demon girl's neck!

The banshee sneered, stretched out her right hand and grabbed it in the air, and thousands of kun winds were all collected in her palm, and then pulled hard, only to hear the director's crackling sound, and the heavy treasure of the Taoist master was torn into two like this, and it was ruined!

If the magic weapon is destroyed, the Taoist will naturally not be happy. His face turned pale and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. When he barely raised his head, he was surprised to see that the demon girl had come to him, and his lips opened slightly, and he sucked at his eyebrows.

The Taoist only felt that the qi and blood all over his body were surging up to his heart, gathering into a line, coming out through his eyebrows, and pouring into the mouth of the demon girl. He was horrified and angry, and reluctantly shouted, "Demon girl, you ...... If you suck the blood of men, you will be damned!"

The demon girl chuckled, but it didn't affect the speed of absorbing essence and blood, and said, "Ignorant man, I have cultivated the Three Pure Halal Techniques, and any heavenly curse can be eliminated!"

"Three halal tips, how can it be ...... You are a demon......" The Taoist's eyes darkened, and his divine consciousness gradually sank into the darkness.

With a thud, another head fell to the ground, and it was lined up with the heads of the four junior disciples.

A gust of wind rose in the forest, blowing away the thick fog that had not been left behind. The demon girl was still standing in the forest, and a small piece of silk thread slowly floated in front of her, which was the remnant of Kun Fengqi. She stretched out her left hand and lightly touched the silk, and a small cut was immediately made on the fingertip, obviously these remnants were also sharp and abnormal. She put her blood-dripping fingertips in her mouth and sucked gently, a hint of sadness between her eyebrows.

The left hand is injured by touching the remnants, while the right hand can be hard to break the Kun Fengqi, and the two hands are really very different. She put her right hand in front of her eyes and examined it carefully, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find even the slightest flaw in it. After all, this is nothingness and returns, and after spending three days and three nights on her reformed right hand, how can she find anything wrong? Since that day, nothingness has drifted away, and there has never been a trace of it.

Is this right hand perfect?" she smiled wryly and shook her head. When Nothingness finished transforming this hand, his eyes were full of disappointment and dissatisfaction, and then he walked away. How could this hand be perfect?

In the heart of nothingness, there is a truly perfect right hand. That right hand can't be replicated at all.

She sighed lightly, just thinking, "Huaisu, Huaisu, what are you thinking about......"

The official roads in Lingnan are dilapidated and tortuous, and they are said to be official roads, but they are no different from some small roads in the north that have been in disrepair for a long time. In the early morning of this day, from the end of the official road, a tall and clear figure was sung. He saw a tea shop on the side of the road, so he went in and sat down, looking at the faint green mountains in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking. The guy at the tea shop brought tea and some water, and he took it with his hand, but he didn't know the taste.

A short walk along this official road will enter the boundary of Chaozhou. At this time, from the direction of Chaozhou, three high-headed horses came, and there were three people on the horse, talking and laughing. When I saw this tea shop from afar, one of the slightly fat middle-aged men suddenly said, "Hey, there is a person over there who seems to be also a cultivator, let's go over and see if it is a demon from the Daode Sect." ”

The three of them rode their horses to the tea shop, and the fat man hugged his fists and said with a grin: "This Taoist friend is invited!"

The man sitting in the tea shop was dressed in a black robe, his skin was like jade, and his face was as beautiful as a woman, which was nothingness. He just stared into the distance in a daze, completely oblivious to the three people who were close at hand.

In his eyes, all he had in his heart was the little demon in green clothes.

The fat man was bored, his face was faintly dark, and he said: "Who is the surname of this Taoist friend, and what faction is from, can you inform me? If the Taoist friends refuse to tell if they have anything to do with the Tao Te Sect, then I'm afraid there will be some trouble. Hehe, you have to know that in this Chaozhou territory, the moral sect ......"

Nothingness was like a mess in his heart, and there seemed to be a fly in his ears that couldn't stop calling "Daode Sect, Daode Sect", which made him upset, and he couldn't help but get angry, and suddenly yelled: "Fuck your Daode Sect!

The fat man was taken aback suddenly, and then felt that his face was lost, his face had already sunk, and he pointed at a Taoist in the center who did not raise his eyelids, and said angrily: "This Rusong Immortal is a Taoist master from Chang'an's True Martial Arts! In front of Rusong Immortal, you dare to be so arrogant? Hurry up and be honest, what do you have to do with the Daode Sect, otherwise as soon as the immortal elder's magic weapon comes out, I am afraid that your soul will disappear ......."

Nothing's eyelids were not raised, but he waved out with his left hand, as if to drive away the noisy fly. A trace of white mist appeared on his fingertips, and it spun rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it swept past the three of them. The fat man saw that these white mist passed through the human body without hindrance, and then the body of Rusong Zhenren, who had always been in the shape of a curtain and a contemplation, suddenly cracked into seventeen or eighteen pieces, scattered on the ground, and piled up into a pile of blood and mud.

He opened his mouth wide, and before he could let out an exclamation, he felt a slight pain everywhere on his body, and then everything in his eyes was shattered and shattered, and then dimmed.

The noisy flies disappeared, and the turmoil in the void increased unabated. All this is because of Tsing Yi.

When I first saw her, she was like a wonderful flower waiting to be released, integrating the aura of heaven and earth. And the Tsing Yi standing in the heart of the endless sea has turned into a blooming nightshade, although it is magnificent, but it may wither in the next moment.

With Tsing Yi's qualifications, it is natural to prolong life for thousands of years and build a great avenue, but how can it seem to have reached the end of life in the blink of an eye?

How can this be!

Nothingness only felt a splitting headache, and he couldn't think of an answer at all. He had even forgotten how he had come out of the Endless Sea, so was there a way to make the Yetan that was already in full bloom never wither?

It was like seeing the first glimmer of dawn in the dark night, and the eyes of nothingness suddenly lit up. Although this move was really an attempt to take away the merit of creation, which had already surpassed what he had learned in his life, how could he still care about this?

Nothingness suddenly stood up, looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and the sound spread for miles!

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