No matter what kind of darkness it is, as long as there is a dragon elephant and a white tiger and two heavenly monarchs, there will be bright colors. Even on a cold night like tonight, they can create some light out of thin air.

In the main hall of the Daode Sect Post House, the second heavenly monarch sat on the throne, smiling. There was a long table in front of the two of them, and the table was full of all kinds of magic weapons, equipment, elixirs, and spells, and the rising pearl of treasure qi reflected every ravine on Er Tianjun's face clearly.

At the long table stood a solemn Taoist with a dharma face, holding a thin dermabrasion note in his hand, on which a long list was densely arranged. For every thing on the long table, he ticked it off the list accordingly. One after another, Taoist priests entered the hall and sent the same magic weapons and artifacts into the door.

It wasn't until half an hour later that no more Taoist priests entered the hall, and the red pen in the hand of the master Bo Daoist also hooked the last item in the list.

Although there were mountains of magic weapons on the long table, the main Bo Daoist still did not change his face, obviously he had seen the world, and he did not move his Dao heart for these priceless treasures. He closed the book in his hand and bowed his hand to the second heavenly monarch: "The required items are already here, and the poor road will leave." ”

The Dragon Elephant White Tiger Heavenly Monarch said in unison: "Dao Chief, please!"

When the last Taoist priest left the hall, Long Xiang hurriedly closed the door of the hall, turned to look at the long table surrounded by pearls, and was overjoyed: "Hehe, make a fortune!"

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch sat at the table, and at first he was also ecstatic, but after a while, the joy faded away, and the clouds appeared on his face. Long Xiang Tianjun said curiously: "What, don't you think it's enough? Where have we seen so many magic weapons and different materials when we were in the Seven Holy Mountains, don't be greedy!"

The White Tiger Heavenly Monarch sighed: "Yes, where did we see so many different magic weapons when we were in the Seven Holy Mountains? The hall of the Daode Sect Temple is so large, and these many magic weapons can be shared with people casually, which is really a big stroke that we could never have dreamed of! Alas, how could we have imagined that there is such a world in the world? If we had not thrown ourselves into the endless sea, you and my brother would have never been able to rise out in our lifetime. ”

The Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch has begun to get busy. He took a golden tripod, lit three thousand-year-old purple pine wood underneath, and after the Ding was warmed, he immediately put three pills and two medicinal herbs into the Dingzhong. The pill melted into the ding, and in an instant, there was a pool of blue and faint medicinal juice in the ding. He took another eight-inch flying sword, closed it in his palm, and shouted loudly after chanting the magic trick, and the golden light appeared in his palm, and the flying sword immediately let out a clear groan. After casting the spell, the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch immediately threw the flying sword into the golden tripod, and as soon as the tip of the sword was dipped in the medicinal juice, it was like a sponge entering the water, and he couldn't stop inhaling the medicinal juice, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a bright blue body.

The Celestial Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch is a secret method of the Seven Holy Mountains, which uses the true element to vibrate the magic weapon to make its structure loose, although it will slightly reduce the power of the magic weapon, but it can be used to penetrate the elixir of different medicinal pills. In ancient times, this method was originally used by the Seven Holy Mountains to make golden needles for healing people and people, but over time, the Seven Holy Mountains, which were originally good at medicine, gradually fell into the evil way, and this secret method was mostly used to poison the magic weapon. What level of magic weapon this method can be used for depends entirely on the caster's path, technique, and realm. Don't look at the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch is a little confused on weekdays, but he has a specialization in the art industry, and even the high-level flying sword provided by the Daode Sect can be transformed at will, and his attainment can really be said to be the first person in the Seven Holy Mountains.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch had poisoned the three flying swords, and at this moment he was carefully filling a silver bottle with sulfur. Seeing that the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch was still emotional, he couldn't help but be annoyed: "You just have too many thoughts, why don't you come and help me?" At this moment, we rely on the Daode Sect on the left and the endless sea on the right, although the world is big, where can we not go? This time we went down the mountain when you and my brother tried to perform, if we did it well, maybe we would get a word or two of guidance from the master, and then we would be inexhaustible for the rest of our lives. Or if you can read one or two books from the collection of the Daode Sect, it will also be a good thing that is hard to find! The sky is almost dawn, how can I have time to listen to your nagging!"

Only then did the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch get up, take the silver bottle sealed by the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Monarch, and began to carefully paste the four spells on the silver bottle one by one. His attainments in making weapons are not much worse than those of the dragon elephant, and as soon as the two heavenly monarchs start together, the progress is much faster.

After sealing all the more than ten silver bottles, the White Tiger Heavenly Monarch suddenly said: "If you are a moral master, and someone is so provocative, what will you do?"

Long Xiang was stunned for a moment, and said with a big grin: "I'm a rough person, how can I know so much! If I am the head of the Daode Sect, and someone dares to bully the door like this, I will take a hundred people, kill them all the way, smash the mountain gate, and extinguish the incense! Is there any other way?"

Since you and I know that destroying and killing Daode disciples will lead to a catastrophe, then there is no reason for others not to know why those small sects are still scrambling to be enemies of the Daode Sect one by one, but they are afraid that if they are slow, they will have no merit." Do they really think that the true people of the Daode Sect will be great virtuous people who repay their grievances with virtue?"

Long Xiang Tianjun thought about it carefully, his hand involuntarily slowed down, and said: "Repay grievances with virtue? In my opinion, if all real people are willing to allow each other to take one life for another, it is already considered extraordinarily generous! Well, you are right, why do these small sects and sects know that they will be sent to death, and they will still be enemies of the Daode Sect? Even the miscellaneous hairs of the Zhenwuguan are not the opponents of the Daode Sect at all...... There's got to be weird. ”

During this period of turmoil, Er Tianjun has been staying in the Endless Sea with Tsing Yi, almost isolated from the world. I don't understand current affairs, and naturally I don't understand why the world is changing so quickly. The two of them consulted for a long time, but naturally nothing came out. However, Ertianjun's hands were not slow, and the magic weapons of the entire long table had been repaired and integrated by them, and two backpacks were packed in different categories, one for each person.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and although the two heavenly monarchs were thick, they felt a little tired after a busy night, so they sat up and closed their eyes to recuperate their minds in order to cope with the endless troubles after going down the mountain.

At the north corner of the Taishang Daode Palace, there is a small stone hall. This hall is small and clumsy, and has its own bearing. The furnishings in the hall are equally simple, an incense altar, a few or two chairs. On the pine chair sat an old man, closing his eyes and recuperating.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist stepped forward, called Uncle Ziqing, and handed over a silk shaft in his hand that he remembered densely. This old Taoist is pure and gorgeous, and he is the purple Qing Zhenren who is in charge of the precepts of the Daode Sect, and he is not under the true people of all veins when it comes to virtue. He opened his eyes slightly, swept the silk scroll with a glance, and then praised: "The technique is unique, don't be out of the machine." I really didn't expect that there would be such a talent in the Seven Holy Mountains, these two people were so wise and foolish that they were a little blind before. Although the method is too vicious, the method is used by people, and it is not a big deal to see where the door is used, and it is not a big deal to damage it. ”

What is recorded on the silk scroll is the unique method of the dragon elephant and the white tiger Tianjun to transform the moral patriarchal weapon. Although there is no mental method to cooperate, with the ability of the Daode Sect and the profundity of the three halal formulas, it is not difficult to deduce an alternative mental method. As for the method used by the Daode Sect to know this, how could the two heavenly monarchs know? They didn't even know that what they had done was already known to others.

Ziqing returned the silk scroll to the man, ordered it to be sent to the Tibetan Scripture Hall for collection, slowly studied and unraveled the mantra contained in the silk book, and then asked: "If the dust is about to go down the mountain tomorrow, what things has he prepared, why don't you report it?"

The man said, "Ruochen didn't take anything, including the spell elixir. As far as I know, he must have run out of stuff he had brought with him the last time he went down the mountain. ”

Ziqing's face moved, his eyes opened, and he stroked his beard and said, "Is he going to go down the mountain like this?"

The man said yes, hesitated, and said cautiously: "It should be." Uncle Shi, I feel ...... Felt ......"

Ziqing raised his eyebrows and said, "Go on." ”

Then the man continued: "Ruochen is very different from before going down the mountain. There was some dead air on his body, which was not at all what he should have done when he practiced the Three Halal Techniques. In addition, the yin qi in the palace is getting heavier day by day, and the Taixuan Peak is not only full of ghosts, but also occasionally demonic energy, which ......"

Zi Qing waved his hand slightly and interrupted, "I see." You don't have to pay attention to these in the future, just keep an eye on Yuxuan. ”

The man agreed, and withdrew from the stone hall.

Ziqing was silent for a moment, Fang sighed lightly, and turned his head to look at the incense altar. There is a portrait on the incense altar, which is the Guangchengzi who opened the mountain of the Daode Sect.

The sky is not clear, Chang'an City, Zhenwu Guanzhong has been ringing three times, the drum has sounded seven times, the disciples in the Guanzhong are dressed and crowned, Yuguan walked out of the bedroom, and began to do morning classes.

The real martial arts view is magnificent and majestic, the main hall is ten zhang high, and under the background of the misty skylight, even the eaves copper beast has some forest weather.

A Taoist priest suddenly jumped in from the gate, passed through the columns of disciples in the square in front of the hall, and went straight to the back, like wind and fire. All the True Martial Arts disciples stopped for a moment and looked at each other. That person was Sun Guo's eldest disciple, and if he was running like this, something terrible must have happened.

At this moment, everyone in the world knows that Zhenwuguan is the mortal enemy of the Daode Sect, especially after killing several important disciples of the Daode Sect, this feud has reached the point of not ending. Despite the full support of the court of this dynasty, and Sun Guo was full of confidence, it was not easy to deal with anyone who was an enemy of the Daode Sect. Therefore, the disciples of the True Martial Arts audience were calm on the surface, but they were all uneasy in their hearts.

There is also a ban in the True Martial Arts, which has great restrictions on the monk's ability to control the air. However, the man was lucky enough to have all the true yuan, and in an instant, he had already entered the courtyard of Sun Guoqing after reaching the Guanzhong, and directly pushed the door and rushed in.

Sun Guo was meditating on the couch, his eyes were not open, and he said calmly: "Why are you so uncomposed?"

The man didn't have time to salute, and immediately said, "Master, what...... He Shifang is dead!"

Sun Guo's eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted urgently: "This matter is serious!?"

The disciple hurriedly said: "The disciple has seen his body with his own eyes, and for fear of leaking secrets or misinformation, he rushed three thousand miles to report to the master!"

Sun Guo's face was cloudy, and he paced back and forth on the ground a few times, and said, "How did he die?"

The disciple obviously knew the true meaning of Sun Guo's heart, and hurriedly said: "He was injured by an unknown magic weapon, the muscles and veins of his whole body were locked, the mysteries were reversed, and he completely returned to the state before he was born, and the three souls and seven spirits were all completely dissolved, and no trace was left. In other words, he died so much that he couldn't die anymore, and there was no way to reincarnate at all! Speaking of which, such a fierce Dharma Weapon disciple who left no way back had never dreamed of it before, and now he is still a little afraid!"

Sun Guo stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, and said for a long time: "Being able to bring people back to the chaotic state when they were not born with one blow is afraid that only a rare treasure of the flood level can do it." However, the Daode Sect has been established for 3,000 years, and if there are not one or two magic weapons of this level, it is a little too much to say. Do you see anything else?"

The disciple stepped forward and whispered, "Uncle He's eighteen Qiankun one-breath brocade bags, a total of fifteen have been broken! One is not much, and one is not many!"

The sleeves of Sun Guo's robe trembled slightly.

The disciple lowered his voice and said, "The signs of God's instructions have been fulfilled one by one, congratulations to Master! Master has attained positive results in the future, don't forget your disciple!"

Sun Guo exhaled a breath of turbid air and said slowly: "Signs are just signs, it's useless to talk about them." ”

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Master is clever, the disciple has been taught." ”

Sun Guo nodded and said no more. When the disciple saw this, he left the courtyard on his own.

A piece of fish belly white floated in the east, and suddenly a red sun jumped into the air, reflecting the entire Chang'an red in an instant.

Somehow, Sun Guo only felt that the first ray of sunshine in this winter morning was particularly dazzling.

Tang Palace, the Palace of Eternal Life.

At this moment, there is a slender figure, with the jade railing, facing the red sun. She also seemed to feel that the morning light was a little dazzling, and she couldn't help but raise her slender hand to block it.

With just such a simple action, half of Chang'an's color has been taken away by her!

She called lazily: "Father-in-law Gao." ”

Gao Lishi stepped forward and said, "The old slave is here." ”

She narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, looked at the red sun, and said, "It seems that it will be very hot today." ”

Gao Lishi replied: "Mother, in the winter, such a poisonous day is indeed rare. ”

She hummed, and after a while, she said, "Grandpa Gao, did you say that at this time, is everyone in the world under the sun?"

Gao Lishi said with a smile: "On this day, no matter what emperors, generals, peddlers and pawns, they are all treated equally, otherwise how can there be such a word as universal illumination? Even those immortals who ride the wind and clouds all day long are also photographed." ”

She muttered to herself, "Yes, even the immortals are the same......"

She lowered her slender hand and let the harsh sunlight shine directly on her face and body. Gao Lishi was taken aback and hurriedly said: "Niangniang, this weather is very unpredictable, there is still the sun now, maybe the wind will rise in a while." The ground here is high and cold, if you get a little cold, the old slave will never be able to afford it. ”

She sighed faintly and said, "Yes, this day is always unpredictable." ”

On that day, it was originally cloudless and the sun was shining, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a lead cloud hanging low, crushing the city.

Sure enough, as Colliers expected, the wind rose in the blink of an eye. The cold wind blew away her tight hair and brushed a strand of green silk onto her face.

She slowly raised her hand and stroked the scattered green silk, suddenly remembering that he had also stroked this strand of trouble, saying things she didn't understand.

It's a story, but what's the truth in the story? You don't understand it now. When the opportunity comes, you will understand.

However, it was only then that she remembered what if this day never came.

is already a dusty couple, how to find the door to liberation?

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