The powerful Qingyangzi of the Jiuli clan is deeply aware of the strange and unpredictable spells, as if they were born in nature, and their methods made Qingyangzi feel heavy pressure twenty years ago. Even now, he still has a hard time seeing through the nine thousand.

Qingyangzi couldn't help but say: "It can be seen from your Jiuli that the Wu clan must have been a powerful existence between heaven and earth, why is there no legend about the Wu clan left between heaven and earth." ”

"Because this heaven and earth is not the heaven and earth that gave birth to our witch clan. Jiuqian said in a cold voice, every word of his voice seemed to be pregnant with murderous energy, but Qingyangzi knew that he was practicing a Jiuli clan's exercise, called "Containing Killing and Refining God Mantra", this exercise needs to maintain a killing intent in his heart at any time, so as to kill the spirit to refine the gods, when he is profound, a thought kills invisibly.

So, no matter who he talks to, that's it.

To this day, he still remembers that the first time the two of them met was at a small Dharma meeting, and they were both listening to a few born masters at the Dharma meeting discussing the Dharma there.

Qingyang saw that the arrogant monk on the stage was a well-known monk, from Qingfeng Gate, only to see him pinch a lamp flame, with the flame in the void to write a piece of flame true text that does not disperse, and listened to the arrogant look of the great monk said profoundly: "This flame true text in a lifetime, there is the power of burning the river and boiling the sea." ”

As his words fell, with a wave of his sleeves, the flame Zhenwen was waved out and fell to a mountain in the distance, and the mountain instantly ignited a raging flame, and under the mountain was a lake, and the same flames surged on the lake.

This method is better than ingenious, and it shows great power in small means. However, someone in the crowd said coldly: "This kind of thing is also taken out." ”

The person who spoke was naturally nine thousand, and the crowd quickly dispersed, revealing him, only to see him stretch out his hand and point to the sea of volcanic flames burning in the distance, and shout 'extinguish' softly.

A huge opening suddenly appeared in the void, as if opening the portal to the sea of blood, and a stream of blood poured down, quickly extinguishing the raging flames, but the upside-down sea of blood disappeared after drowning the flames.

No one present saw through this method, including Qingyang, who had just traveled to the school, but also did not understand it.

However, the monk who performed the Dharma was furious and proposed to play the Dharma with the Nine Heavens. This method is like a competition in the world, but it is slightly different from the competition, and it is divided into several ways of acting, you cast a spell, and the opponent casts the same spell to beat you. It can also be a spell that completely resembles the opponent's spell to crush it, or it can cast an alternative spell to break the opponent's spell.

However, the spell is not like the fighting method, most of the spells are cast in a specific place, such as in a basin of water, and the magic power cannot let the basin of water break. However, if the Dharma is performed on the surface of the lake, it must not harm the creatures in the lake.

Another is that it is not limited to where the spell is cast, except for people, the whole world is a magic field. This time, they chose the void sky as the magic field, but the Qingfeng Gate monk still lost, no matter what spell he cast, the Nine Heavens only one spell dispelled it.

Qing Yang saw that the Qingfeng Gate monk's face was getting more and more ugly, and finally, after a spell was broken again, he opened his mouth and spewed out a brilliant breeze, and the breeze instantly rolled up and turned into a violent wind.

That brilliant breeze was not the wind, but his set of magic weapons, called the 'Whirlwind Sword Mantra', that piece of brilliant sword light like a storm had already engulfed nine thousand in a blink of an eye, just as Qingyang frowned, the sword like a storm was scattered in a bloody light, and turned into nine transparent blades that were taken back by the Qingfeng Gate monk.

Then, it was the monk brother of Qingfeng Gate and some friends who besieged Jiuqian, although Jiutian was able to lift weights against that Qingfeng Gate monk and broke his law, but in the face of so many people, he could only escape, and then Qingyang made a move, he helped Jiuqian, although he felt that Jiuqian acted a little too much, but the Qingfeng Gate monk lost but couldn't afford to lose, so he chose to help Jiuqian, and Zuihou and the two met in this way.

These memories flashed in Qingyang's heart, and more than twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiuqian said: "Twenty years later, it's good to be able to see you and come back, even if the world doesn't exist in the future, we have nothing to be afraid of, just welcome it." ”

Qingyang suddenly remembered that Jiuqian seemed to have said something similar a long time ago.

After Jiuqian said this, he walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple step by step, but where he went, he left a trail of blood, and the blood stains seemed to corrode the ground of the Taoist temple, turning into blood pits, and the blood pits expanded rapidly, turning into an abyss in a blink of an eye.

There was doubt in Lingyang's eyes, he didn't know if he should follow Jiuqian now, Qingyangzi closed his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Go, no matter what Tianyan hears, don't come back without my call." ”

Huang Ling looked at Qingyang with some embarrassment, but Qingyangzi never opened his eyes again, Huang Ling turned around and left, but after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back to Qingyang and asked, "Senior brother, you let me only cultivate the Dao, not the Fa." But I don't know what the Tao is?"

Qingyang, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes, looked at Lingyang, and said, "It's good that you can ask." I think you've read a lot of Taoist scriptures and memorized Taoist precepts, so do you understand what Taoism is?"

Lingyang looked at Qingyang with his eyes open blankly, he shook his head, he didn't know what the Tao was at all, if he wanted to say the meaning, spells, and Dao recipes, he could still understand them. But when it comes to the ethereal 'Tao', he doesn't know at all, and the descriptions of the Tao in those Taoist scriptures only make him more and more confused.

"Do you remember that sentence that Master asked in the Tongtian Temple?" Qingyang asked.

Lingyang immediately thought of the words that Master Non-Daoist asked when he was dying: "Qingyang, have you attained the Dao?"

He remembered that Qing Yang replied at that time, 'Master, I have attained the Dao', and later Feng Ling was still sitting in front of the door of his clean room and chasing after him to ask what the Tao was, whether it was really or fake, and so on.

Lingyang nodded, and Qingyang continued to ask, "Do you believe that Senior Brother has won the Tao?"

Lingyang nodded quickly, in his opinion, if Qingyang did not attain the Dao, then where could other cultivators attain the Dao.

"One of the things of the Tao is unspeakable, incomprehensible, and can only be self-realized, but now that you have asked, it means that you have this opportunity, and I will pass on a wisp of Dao meaning to you and point out the path for you. When Qingyang's words fell, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and pointed it like a sword, and there was a spiritual light on his index finger and middle finger, pointing out.

At this moment, Lingyang only felt that that little bit of spiritual light turned into a piece of heaven and earth, evolving into mountains and rivers, and this moment seemed to have passed hundreds of millions of years. When it was all gone, he felt dizzy and his mind was occupied by something else.

Qingyang said, "Everything you feel is the Tao. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Go ahead." ”

Lingyang answered, and walked out in a bit of a daze. What Qingyang passed on to Lingyang was actually something he had comprehended from the Resentment Magic Bead, which was the law that the Resentment Magic Bead could form its own space. He passed it on to Lingyang, as for the 'Dao' that Lingyang said, this can only be self-realization, how can it be transmitted, if you get it, you get it, and if you don't get it, you don't get it.

With Lingyang's departure, the blood-colored abyss that was born in the Taoist temple quickly disappeared, Lingyang walked from the side, he seemed to have forgotten the abyss at all, and when he walked on it, a piece of yellow hard ground appeared under his feet in an instant, I don't know when, this abyss disappeared without a trace, and there was only a pool of blood on the ground.

Lingyang didn't know that just now Qingyang had a fight with Jiuqian. Jiuqian wanted to penetrate the Dao Palace that Qingyang had conjured up, but Qingyangzi broke it quietly, and preached to Lingyang in the process.

Although they are friends, they haven't seen each other for twenty years, how can Jiuqian bear not to try the depth of Qingyang.

The moment Lingyang stepped out of the door, he disappeared into a bloody light.

Qingyang looked out of the Dao Palace, his eyes as if he could penetrate the netherworld.

At this moment, Rong Yang walked out of a side hall next to him and asked, "Senior brother, what should they do now?" ”

"Let's get out of here. Qingyangzi said lightly.

As his words fell, he suddenly got up, and the moment he got up, the palace was shattered like a mirror. I saw him pressing on the Dharma pillar with one hand, the light on the Dharma pillar surged, the corners of Qingyang's mouth trembled, and between opening and closing, the yellow mangs on the resentful spirit magic beads at the top of the Dharma pillar vibrated in a circle.

In the sound of Qingyangzi's incantation, the magic pillar was actually shrunk and shortened inch by inch, and after a while, the magic pillar turned into a small magic staff and was held in his hand, the upper end of the magic staff was a bead that exuded yellow light, the diameter was only one hand, and the height was about shoulder height.

The whole Tianyan Taoist sect also symbolizes the existence of this magic pillar, and now this magic pillar has turned into a magic staff held by Qingyangzi in his hand, the original seriously injured Shenyang and Songyang were held by a cloud of spiritual light floating in the void, only to see Qingyangzi put the staff in his hand towards Shenyang and Songyang, a yellow light flashed, and the two of them had disappeared.

Only Rong Yang, Mu Yang, and Feng Ling were by their side, and then they saw Qing Yangzi slash the staff in his hand in the void, and a flash of electric light was born, and the electric light turned into a river of electricity, surging towards all directions, and engulfed Qing Yangzi and Rong Yang, Mu Yang, and Feng Ling.

Syllable......

After a burst of electric light, Qingyangzi and the others disappeared without a trace.

Someone in the distance smiled and said, "Do you want to leave like this? ”