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"He went back?" Zhou An asked.

Yue Li nodded: "I'm back. Normally, senior brother wouldn't do such stupid things. I suspect that those evil cultivators used some tricks against senior brother."

Zhou An also thinks that the truth is probably like this. A disciple of Wangtian Sect's sword, Renwangyue Sword Immortal, would never take the initiative to do such a thing. "From this point of view, he should be influenced by the evil spirit of the imperial city, and Just like those other people, they are showing symptoms of demonization.”

"He should be able to find out if he looks back at Tianzong."

Hearing this, Yue Li felt a little relieved, sighed and said: "The headmaster just doesn't want to be involved with the fate of the imperial city. I didn't expect that he would be involved in the end."

Just as if.

Everything is destined in the dark, some things cannot be avoided even if you want to, and they will come to you after roundabout ways.

Another dragon roar came.

The ground began to shake violently, and clear cracks appeared one after another on the streets outside the palace. The ground settled irregularly, causing the water underground to gush out.

During this period of time, the formation was further torn apart, and some dark black gas overflowed from the ground around the palace. The monks with lesser spiritual skills inhaled the black gas and fell to the ground one after another, showing symptoms of demonization.

The source of the strange phenomenon in the imperial city comes from this corpse dragon. The snow in the sky is getting heavier and heavier. Some houses in the lower places have been mostly covered up, and the people in the houses are buried alive.

"We must not retreat, otherwise Daqi's eternal foundation will be destroyed and the world will be in chaos."

"Today, even if I die, I will die here."

Yi Yuxian's voice spread throughout the palace, firm and powerful.

He stood directly above the formation, controlling the formation to fight the corpse dragon.

With every impact of the formation, his aura became weaker.

At this moment, he and the formation are inseparable, and his mind is completely compatible with the formation. Once the formation is forced, he will die.

He knew very well that once this corpse dragon was released, no one would be able to cure it, unless the immortal from heaven came down to earth.

At this time, they can't count on the immortals in the sky, they can only rely on themselves.

As everyone in the Immortal Mansion tried their best to resist, probably because the corpse dragon didn't have much sanity, they miraculously managed to regain the victory.

The formation slowly healed, and the dragon's head also retracted a little.

Before Yi Yuxian and others could breathe a sigh of relief, the outer wall of the palace collapsed again, and an outer formation was broken. Those evil cultivators actually broke in from the outside. There were four monks in the integration stage. Among them was the original Jade Pot Immortal.

They seemed to want to take advantage of everyone in the Immortal Mansion to control the formation and destroy it in one fell swoop. They had not considered what would happen once the formation was broken.

"Li Fei !”

There was an unknown smile on the face of the real Yuhu. The jade pot in his hand flew up into the sky and kept getting bigger. Flood poured out of it and rushed into the palace. The buildings along the river collapsed one after another. Some soldiers in golden armor , was also crushed into pulp in the flood.

"Isn't it obvious what I mean? I am going to destroy the dragon vein of Daqi today. Isn't it because of the dragon vein that your Daqi Immortal Mansion can always have great monks passing it down from generation to generation?"

"Dragon Vein absorbs the world's destiny and acts in the opposite direction. This is a treasonous and unethical act. Today is the consequence of your unification."

"Presumably this dragon corpse was not alive three thousand years ago, but due to the brewing of luck, it actually came back to life. Who would have thought that."

"Ha ha."

Master Yuhu's loud laughter came.

The flood is not close yet.

The word "town" fell like a mountain, blocking the flood and blocking the surging flood back.

"Is it you?" Master Yuhu looked at Xuchang with a surprised look on his face, "A natural-born Confucian scholar who became a saint in less than a hundred days, I'm afraid I can't find one from ancient times to the present."

Xuchang stood at the top of the formation, wearing a simple gray robe with fluttering clothes and a restrained breath: "I'll count to three, and you retreat on your own, otherwise no one will be able to leave today!"

His tone was calm, without any ups and downs, but people couldn't help but believe his words. Some evil cultivators with relatively low cultivation couldn't help but step back and almost ran away.

Master Yuhu sneered: "Just you?"

Xuchang waved his sleeves, as if taking away the dust from the sky, and the air became fresher. He said calmly: "That's right, I am just a Confucian scholar."

Although a natural-born Confucian scholar can gather great righteousness by virtue of his literary spirit and can advance rapidly in a short period of time, his lifespan is the same as that of ordinary people, with a lifespan of only one hundred years at most.

He is a mortal but still powerful, so he is called a saint, not an immortal.

A monk wearing a black mask next to him said impatiently: "Why are you talking nonsense to him? Just kill him. Are we still afraid of him, four against one?"

Master Yuhu was very suspicious. The more Xuchang acted calmly, the more he felt that something was wrong and thought that Daqi might have some other back-up plan.

Before he could speak, another man with bandages all over his body waved his hand, and a huge cage appeared in the void, covering Xuchang from above. As it fell, its size continued to shrink, accompanied by the strong wind. , the buildings around Xuchang were destroyed one after another, turning into large and small rubble and falling into the cage.

"Is this all you have for being a born Confucian?" the evil cultivator, who was all bandaged, mocked, his eyes full of teasing.

This transformed cage will continuously attack the soul of the creature trapped in it until it is completely destroyed. Even a monk in the integration stage can only hold on for half an hour at most.

Basically, as long as the opponent is trapped by him, he will die.

Seeing this scene, Master Yuhu even frowned. Xuchang didn't resist at all, as if he had already won.

That kind of look in Gujing Mubo's eyes made him very upset. Only when the enemy showed fear and anxiety could he feel at ease.

Xuchang observed the cages around him and said slowly: "The ancient books say that visitors from outside the world often bring bad luck. Your method is very rare, and it does not even involve spiritual energy."

"You must be the so-called visitors from outside the world. I don't know much, but I read a lot of books. In the past few days, I have read all the books in the Big Bookstore, and there are some unreliable rumors. Verification is extremely ridiculous.”

Xuchang spoke, his eyes flashed, and figures appeared behind him.

Different people dress differently and have different styles of clothing, but the same thing is that they all possess great righteousness.

As more and more figures appeared, cracks appeared on the huge cage, shattering like glass, making a crisp sound.

Xuchang closed his eyes, and a figure behind him opened his eyes, and his voice rippled away: "I am not enough for one person, what about a hundred people?"

While they were talking, many monks couldn't help but kneel on the ground, prostrate, not daring to raise their heads.

"Mountains are fixed, there is no struggle, repay the heart and abide by the rules, do not measure to the extreme, swallow hundreds of rivers in the chest, do not fear disaster, watch the power of the six permanent things with your eyes..."

The mighty voice echoed.

Mountain-like pressure almost instantly suppressed Yuhu Zhenren and others, and a hundred and eight-character mantra appeared in the sky, which harmonized with the way of heaven and followed all things, and seemed to be a bigger cage.

Master Yuhu was shocked: "A saint of all generations!"

He looked at Xuchang angrily and said, "If you do this, your whole body will disappear and you will never be reincarnated again!"

Xuchang sat cross-legged in the void, looked at Yuhu Zhenren and others, and said calmly: "Is it important? Isn't it just for today's cause and effect that I have been reincarnated for hundreds of lives? This way of heaven cannot be changed."

At this time, the monk who was wrapped in bandages laughed: "How long do you think you can persist with your own strength? This change of the way of heaven is the way of heaven. If you want to say it, we are the ones who follow the law of heaven."

"The positions of both of us have changed. You are the evil cultivators, hindering the circulation of heaven!"

He also saw through Xuchang, but it was only at the end of his strength that he could stop them for a while, but not for a lifetime.

And even without their intervention, this formation would have been broken, just earlier or later.

Sure enough, it was the same. After a while, the figure behind Xuchang gradually became blurred and began to disappear one by one.

But even so, Master Yuhu and the evil cultivators were forced to retreat step by step until they retreated outside the collapsed outer wall of the palace.

The bandaged monk continued to yell: "What can you do, it's just delaying time, it can't change the outcome."

"Do you, a little Confucian scholar, understand what the Way of Heaven is?"

The expression on Xuchang's face finally changed, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Even if I don't understand, there are always people who will understand. You think this is the way of heaven, I think it is the way of heaven. It is very difficult to hold different opinions." Normally, I can only find a way to convince you."

The bandaged evil cultivator thought that Xuchang was naive, maybe all scholars are like this, and sneered: "What if you are not convinced? You can't convince everyone, no one can."

Xuchang said seriously: "Then find a way. You don't need to convince everyone, you just need to convince most people. What is recognized by most people is the right way, and the opposite is the evil way."

The evil cultivator said again: "If you are wrong, then what should you do?"

Xuchang smiled: "I think it's right, then it's right. Where does the distinction between right and wrong come from?"

"Since you are not convinced, then don't say anything. There is nothing in this world that can be solved by just talking!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of Buddha's light appeared in the sky. It was a group of monks stepping on the auspicious clouds, as if they were walking in the sky, which brought with it a sense of comfort.

The leader is none other than the great Buddhist monk, Abbot Wusan. He is a master of Buddhism and can cover an entire state with one hand. If we really want to go into detail, he is one of the best figures under the Sword Immortal!

Master Yuhu was shocked when he saw this and realized that something was wrong: "Didn't your Wuliang Mountain also be closed? Why are you here?"

Wu San had deep eyes and smiled, with a faint Buddhist voice in his words: "In the face of such a catastrophe of heaven and earth, who can truly stay out of it? That is just self-deception."

"I, Wuliangshan, naturally stand on the side of the righteous way and the way of heaven. What you are doing is really against the laws of nature, and even I, a monk, can't stand it."

"Evils and the like should be killed as early as possible."

Although every word is kind, there is murderous intention inside and outside the words.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bandaged evil cultivator showed no fear at all and threatened: "You monks are really not afraid of death. It must be the cultivators who have given you the courage."

"Who among the four major sects dares to come out except you?"

"No, it should be the three major sects now."

As he spoke, the evil cultivator laughed crazily, full of excitement.

Including Xuchang, everyone else was stunned, Wu San said in a condensed voice: "What does this mean?"

The evil cultivator continued to laugh: "I'm afraid you all don't know yet. Just now, there were only three sects left out of the four. The people of the Three Puritans really underestimated their abilities and brought their own destruction."

"Nonsense!" Wu San yelled, waving his hand, and a huge golden palm that covered the sky appeared above. You could vaguely see a huge Buddha body in the sky, looking down, like a god. .

The bandaged evil cultivator did not make any evasive or defensive moves, and shouted to the group of monks in the sky: "Things like Buddha have died long ago, and there are only a group of monsters and monsters left. If you still cultivate, do it." Who knows, forcibly creating some weird things."

The evil cultivator was arrogant, so Wu San was naturally unkind and broke his body with a slap.

"How dare you dare to slander our faith!" Wu San's voice echoed around, making other evil cultivators dare not move at will.

The body of the evil cultivator turned into a puddle of flesh, flowing slowly on the ground, but did not die. Instead, it turned into some dark matter and condensed together again.

"Why are you angry? I am just stating the facts. I must have been able to notice it if I have cultivated to your level." Xie Xiu looked up at Wu San and said with a smile.

As he spoke, he looked to the west, "It seems like the people from the Tongxuan Sect are the smarter ones among the four major sects."

Tongxuan Sect has long since closed the mountain. For thousands of years, it has not been involved in worldly affairs. It cut off all contact with the world long before the founding of Daqi. If it hadn't been passed down from eternity ago, I'm afraid no one would remember it now.

Just when Wu San was about to take action again, bursts of heart-stopping aura spread out, and an old brown coffin appeared in the void, sealed by blood-red crystals.

"Is this?" Wu San had a solemn look on his face, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Other monks also spread out in the air, forming a set of interlocking diamond formations that could perfectly lock the aura in the sky.

Bang bang bang~

The blood-red crystals on the coffin cracked bit by bit, fell off, and scattered into fine powder in the air.

Bang ~

The lid of the coffin was blown away, and a withered hand stretched out from it. An old man with long beard and white hair, wearing a Taoist robe, who looked like an immortal, stood up from the coffin, looked at the people around him, and said lightly He yawned and said loudly: "I haven't seen the outside world for thousands of years, and it has still changed a lot."

Xuchang recognized the other party's identity, raised his hands and said, "Senior, is he the Guhua Shangzun of Tongxuan Sect? I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of Daqi for being able to come to help today."

Gu Hua was a great monk of Tongxuan Sect. Thousands of years ago, he was the most famous in the world. Although he was not a swordsman, he could compete with the swordsmen at that time, and his Taoist skills were extremely tyrannical.

Under such circumstances, Tongxuan Sect suddenly closed the mountain gate and disappeared from the world's sight. No one knew why.

The man standing in the coffin waved his hands repeatedly and said with unclear meaning: "You are a saint of all generations. I don't dare to take you as a senior. And I am not necessarily on the right side when I come today."

As soon as these words came out, both Xuchang and Wusan's expressions changed.

Although Wu San was a monk, his temper was not that good. He said angrily: "In all these years that Tongxuan Sect has sealed the mountain, you have sealed it on dogs? When did you get mixed up with these monsters and monsters?"

When Gu Hua heard Wu San's scolding, a smile appeared on his face, he stroked his beard with his hand, and said unhurriedly:

"If you really want to talk about it, I am your senior, and your master is my close friend. The money that the old monk owes me has not been paid back yet. You Wuliang Temple can make up for it when."

"Speaking of which, everything is changing. That stubborn temper has been passed down. You don't have to drag Wuliangshan with you even if you want to die. I'm not afraid of your master getting up from the ground and whipping you."

"Don't be so kind, we don't have such a good relationship." Wu San said lightly, "I am a compassionate Buddha. Even if I die for the people of the world, so what. If the old abbot was still alive, he would make the same choice as me. .”

at this time.

Zhou An was originally planning to go to the palace to help resist the besieging evil cultivators. Before he arrived, he saw a large group of people coming and confronting each other. He felt that the strength of several people was far beyond what he could deal with now. They were obviously much worse. At least on the same level as Yi Yuxian.

"Those are people from the other two sects, and they are all here." Yue Li had a look of surprise on his face, thinking that the other three sects would make the same choice as the Wangtian Sect and close the mountain gate, "Aren't they afraid?"

In this era, Wangtian Sect had a Sword Immortal in command and should be the strongest among the four major sects, but they chose to close the mountain gate.

It is extremely difficult to prove the Sword Immortal. It has something to do with the Dao and luck. There can only be one Sword Immortal at most in an era. The Sword Immortal Wangyue only became enlightened five hundred years after the fall of the Changchun Sword Immortal. Fairy.

If the Changchun Sword Immortal had not died, there might not have been the Moon-Watching Sword Immortal in the future. This is also the number of cause and effect.

Zhou An thought for a while and said: "They are obviously not on the same side. I'm afraid someone is colluding with those evil cultivators."

He thinks this is a normal thing. In the final analysis, this is the difference in choice.

For this kind of bulk, they don't care about life and death in the world, they only care about their own interests.

Not long after, there was a vibration in the sky, and Wu San threw out a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. The beads scattered in all directions, emitting shocking Buddha light, and dragged Gu Hua into his own Buddhist world.

Immediately afterwards.

More monks poured into the city from outside and headed towards the palace.

This gradually turned into a chaotic battle. Except for those evil cultivators, Zhou An couldn't tell whether they were enemies or friends for a while.

He didn't care about this, and focused on the evil cultivators and itinerants. When he came to the city, he found an evil cultivator disguised as a itinerant, fighting with several monks. His methods were weird, and the monks were hard to guard against. .

A monk who had reached the integration stage of his cultivation was careless, and a purple light shot from the hand of the wanderer penetrated his chest. His body was torn into pieces, and he died almost instantly.

Zhou An had experience in dealing with these itinerants. He went around from the side, launched a sudden attack, and chopped them off with a single sword.

The sword of Dao Zhi Dacheng has the meaning of transcending the rules. Before the wanderer could react, his body was cut off by Zhou An. He hurriedly hid in another space, only to find that his body was rapidly decaying. In this way, The flaw was exposed in the state, and Zhou An cut off the body with another sword, and died suddenly.

As he gradually became familiar with the Dacheng of Tao, his strength increased to a higher level.

Such rapid growth would make people feel frightened. Zhou An also knew that the speed at which he was getting stronger was abnormal, and it was entirely due to the decayed sword intent. His body had become distorted at an unknown time.

But all high-level extraordinary people should be able to realize that the essence of extraordinary is distortion. While gaining powerful power, they constantly change themselves.

He often thinks of what Su Changxing said before, never give up your identity as a human being.

When Zhu Wenwu transformed himself into a half-blood species, he only felt puzzled and frightened. He could not understand why Zhu Wenwu could accept such a thing calmly.

Now he can understand it, but he still can't accept it.

There was another vibration, but this time it came not from the ground, but from the sky.

It was like a flash bomb with a large range suddenly exploded. The sky was flashing with brilliant colors, and the clouds and mist turned into lavender or light pink. It looked extremely unreal.

From a very far distance, you can see a big mountain that connects the sky and the earth, which is Wangtian Mountain.

Wangtian Mountain is not very far from the Imperial City. You can see it directly from the sky. Colorful clouds and mist accumulate above Wangtian Mountain, filling the air with a heart-stopping atmosphere.

Suddenly, the sun and the moon rotated, a figure flew into the sky, and thunder and disaster suddenly occurred, intertwined in the clouds and mist.

"Incited the thunder tribulation? What did he want to do?" Zhou An looked at the strange scene in the sky and felt something bad. He estimated that the person was probably the Sword Immortal Wangyue. Although he had never seen it, he could still feel the reflected sword intention. , wonderful and extraordinary, like the full moon in the sky.

No matter what, Wangyue Sword Immortal should not choose to ascend through the tribulation at this juncture, and he has only been a Sword Immortal for a few hundred years, so there is no reason to ascend.

At this moment, the monks in the city couldn't help but stop creating the vision and look into the sky.

Ascension during the day has almost only been heard in legends, and no monk has actually seen it.

"That's Wangtian Mountain!"

"Is it possible that Sword Immortal Wangyue is going to ascend?"

"It looks like it's true. The lightning tribulation has been concentrated to the extreme. I'm afraid I won't be able to escape even if I want to."

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