The Path Toward Heaven

When the little red bird flew upwind in the Qianli Wind Gallery, an old man with thin hair and red nose went to Guocheng Temple, or back to Guocheng Temple.

Chanzi is in the snowy field, the old abbot has passed away, and now the Guocheng Temple can really suppress the evil masters.

But somehow, this big array was useless to the bad old man like a hundred years ago.

This ugly and impressive old man is naturally Xuanyin ancestor.

The ancestor walked into the Guocheng Temple from the back door, found the kitchen that had been fried for several years, opened a hidden cage, and brought out the braised trotters with still warm temperature. He took a good bite and vaguely said: " For so many years, it will still be hidden in these places. "

At the next moment, his face suddenly changed, his eyes filled with sadness, and he slowly spit out a broken tooth, and he no longer had the mood to eat, put the braised trotters back, and looked at his old monk with a smile. Said: "No laugh."

The old monk smiled and said: "The abbot often said that we have to laugh at human affairs and get used to it."

"Although this has happened many times, I am still not used to it."

Ancestor Xuanyin touched dozens of his hair with oily hands, looked at the old monk and said, "You are also the first person in your lecture hall?"

This old monk is the first lecture hall in Guocheng Temple, and the Zen is not there. He is the one with the most seniority and the highest status in Guocheng Temple.

"I entered the monastery at the beginning of the year, and I followed the abbot's study of the classics." The first lecture in the lecture hall said with a smile.

Ancestral Xuanyin simply sat down and pulled his fingers to count: "You are one, there is one at the first seat of the former law hall, there must be many more. Isn't this Guocheng Temple his? Is it true that the real people still have such trouble? "

The first sigh in the lecture hall said: "The disciples are incompetent and the state is so low that they can't help the abbot."

Xuanyin's ancestors disagreed and said: "Your state is indeed worse, less than one hundred, but placed in Guocheng Temple is also a powerful figure."

The first lecture hall said: "Always not as good as Zen, it's not as good as Cao Yuanyuan."

The ancestor Xuanyin suddenly changed the subject and said, "Are you ready?"

"My life is not good at Buddhism and law, and the state is low. I spend all my time on researching mantras."

The first lecture in the lecture hall said with a smile: "No one is more familiar with the curse array beside the patio."

"What are you waiting for?" Ancestor Xuanyin rubbed his red nose and said, "Let's go."

The sea breeze was blowing thin hair and the top of the head without hair. This was when I came to the East China Sea and stood by the darkest patio.

Ancestor Xuanyin stood by the cliff, looked down at the dark below, and said expressionlessly: "The curse array here is so powerful, are you sure you can break it?"

"I said that it took me a whole life to study how to break this formation." The first lecture hall said: "Of course, there are still a lot of Shuiyuean arranged in this curse formation, that is not what I can do. Now. "

When the words fell, a Master Shui Yue'an walked out from the cliff and looked at Xuanyin's ancestor without expression. The bottom of the sea breaks through the thirty-three days in the open patio. You should be very clear about what will happen by that time. Are you sure you will not be soft by then? "

Xuanyin Ancestor laughed loudly: "I like you decent sneers who mocked me for being a ruthless ancestor.

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Thousands of miles of wind in the corridor.

The water in the East China Sea.

What else do I need?

Both are the most important passages from the heaven to the underworld.

But when it comes to the passage, the most famous and largest is in the depths of the sea.

There is a huge vortex called Mingquan Secret Realm.

The Lightning Soul of Qingshan Sect came from here.

In the early morning of early winter, a terrible roar pierced the sound of falling water and spread far away in the sea.

I don't know how much time passed, the calm sea suddenly swelled up, and a huge dark shadow could be seen faintly.

Immediately after that, countless white water lines appeared on the sea.

Those black shadows and white lines are traces of monsters.

In the past countless years, the Underworld has been facing the heavens and continents for disasters. I do n’t know how many monsters are secretly raised and driven to come here.

Those monsters hidden in the muddy water died under Liu Ci's sword more than a hundred years ago, but there are still a large number of monsters hidden in the vast sea.

Today, with the loud roar, all the monsters came to the maelstrom, slowly emerged, and looked at the little black spot in the sky, showing absolute surrender.

That little black dot is more like a thin black line, because Yinfeng's tail feathers are really long.

It flies between the virtual realm and the reality, and looks at the monsters on the sea from the top, with indifferent eyes, as if it were the king.

Even if it is a celestial castle guarding the heavens, there is no way to summon the monsters that make these powers terrible, not to mention that on that day it will order these monsters to join the maelstrom as a blood sacrifice.The reason why it can summon so many monsters to this point is because its howling has the imprint of the gods and souls branded by Taiping real people, and because there are countless tiny runes hidden in the colorful feathers swayed by the wind, Spilling on the sea non-stop.

On the far side of the sea, there is a huge island, and on the east side there is a high mountain.

That mountain is a giant.

The Yinfeng's howling came across the boundless sea and was already inaudible. Even the slender and sensitive elves didn't hear it, and were still sleeping in the flowers.

The giant opened his eyes and woke up, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, and whispered Aga.

——Is this what Jingyang said about mosquitoes?It's really annoying.

What he didn't expect was that he casually whispered to himself, which seemed like thunder to the elves in the woods, and also very annoying.

The translucent flowers unfolded, and the elf warriors flew out with their spears and bows and arrows, and kept reprimanding against the mountain-like giant, showing their courage and fearlessness.

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Clouds and mist spread out, Tan Zhenren walked slowly along the stone steps to the peak, looking at the sun over the sea of ​​clouds.

I do n’t know if it ’s Chaoyang Taisheng or some other reason. His forehead is wider than it was then, but the simple cloth is still the same.

"Ren Qianzhu went to Yimaozhai."

Bai Zhenren walked to his side and said with a blank expression: "No matter whether Bu Qiuxiao can be sanctified or not, I just hope he stays neutral like in the past years."

Tan Zhenren knew she was indifferent, but in fact it was still very stressful, saying: "Liuyun does not compete with the breeze, and the wind cannot disperse the cloud."

Bai Zhenren didn't take his word and said, "Will you follow me at the Qingshan Grand Ceremony?"

Tan Zhenren looked at the distant horizon and suddenly said, "When you first entered Yunmeng, you said a word to me."

"Looking at the horizon, dying in front of your eyes?" Bai Zhenren said.

Tan Zhenren withdrew her gaze and looked at her seriously and asked, "Are you sure you want to go?"

Bai Zhenren said indifferently: "Relax, I will wait for them to die first and then shoot."

Tan Zhenren sighed and said, "There is Castle Peak."

"Did you just watch them grow stronger?" Bai Zhenren said.

Tan Zhenren said: "The flowers and trees, the strange sun and the stars, and being strong have their own truth, how can they be interrupted by external forces?"

Bai Zhenren said indifferently, thinking that as long as the external force is strong enough, there are no rules that cannot be interrupted, even if it is causation.

Tan Zhenren knew that she could not be persuaded, saying, "Even if Taiping and Jingyang will die, how will the Qingshan battle break?"

Bai Zhenren said: "If Taiping wants to compete with Jingyang, what will be contested is Qingshan Dazhen, this is our chance."

Tan Zhenren suddenly felt a little tired and said, "We haven't eaten the dishes prepared in the early years for many years."

Bai Zhenren said: "The food she cooks is not good."

Tan Zhenren said: "I went to Sanqianyuan to see her, and I don't know when to wake up."

"What about you?" Bai Zhenren looked at him indifferently and said: "Your monastic talent is far superior to your peers, still above me. Why can't you take that step today? When will you really wake up?"

After saying this, she turned and walked into the clouds.

Yun Shen doesn't know where.

I don't know where.

It should be still in Yunmeng Mountain, but it seems to have been somewhere else.

The invisible ladder leads to a very high place, and the black stones are suspended in the sky quietly, forming a seemingly simple, but extremely complicated formation.

Bai Zhenren walked between the black stones, waved his sleeves, and a pure breath spread out, falling evenly on those black stones.

Blackstone began to radiate a cold luster. If the line of sight stayed on it for too long, it might be mistaken for the road to the abyss.

Then the black stones began to turn slowly, and the gloss also flickered, as if they had become stars, but they were much thinner than the starry sky that the Chaotian Continent could see.

Or that is the real starry sky.

A fireball could be seen vaguely in the distance, but strangely he could not feel any heat, only chill.

Bai Zhenren knelt at the starry sky and said, "Bai Yuan meets his ancestors."