Yusha

Chapter 642 The Jade Mirror is Round and Covered with Water (Third Watch!)
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

For a long time, Zhu Xiu did not move.

They all looked at the hanging part of the Baoping River through the gap of the Hanging Wall.

After the accident disappeared, "Jade Book" changed from reality to emptiness in an instant, and even Shiquan Mountain, which seemed to be seen in the realm of emptiness and reality, also disappeared.

Everything has returned to the original appearance of the Jiuqu Yinyang Yujing River.

It seems that the occurrence of all kinds of events in that flash is the illusion of all cultivators.

But Shang Bo's death can't be fake.

The disappearance of the red clouds in the depths of the open sea will not be fake.

The gray jade mirror hanging on a higher place cannot be false.

Three changes in one night!
All these shocking changes occurred in this day, from Shang Bo's opening of the way to preach the Dharma, to Chu Weiyang's writing of classics so that he was able to register the name "Jade Book", to killing Shang Bo with a single stroke in the air, and then to Chu Weiyang. When charred corpses suddenly descended into the world, and when the old dragon king used the power of the cycle of withering glory to proclaim himself a prisoner to counter all kinds of things.

Every stroke is a major event that is enough to be recorded in Qing history with thick pen and ink!

But after so many things happened one after another, it took time to teach all the practitioners a feeling of dizziness.

Finally, they withdrew their gazes from looking at the jade mirror, and all looked at Elder Zong.

No one would have thought that at the moment when Yushu Dragon King was facing life and death crisis, it was Zong Lao who asked for help when he wanted to find the hope of life among various cultivators.

This is the greatest recognition of Zong Lao as an opponent!
At the same time, what the Yushu Dragon King did clearly expressed the old Dragon King's thoughts——

Combining Kwai Lao's vitality and good fortune with the power of Jindan Daoguo, it is making up for the loss of Zong Lao's lifespan and blood, and then turning it into a solid foundation, supporting Zong Lao to prove the divine realm and become a real person!

Only in this way, with the support of various methods of the elders of the God Realm level, if they fight together, can they teach the old dragon king to see more hope for life.

And when Zhuxiu looked at it, in that instant, Elder Zong had already silently put away that mass of pure organic power of creation. Even at this moment, almost no one knew what Elder Zong had received from it. place to go.

Similarly, the slightly delicate atmosphere among the cultivators suddenly became peaceful.

After all, after going through all these things now, Zhuxiu's prestige about the elder Zong has been awakened again, and what the elder Zong has done has enough confidence to convince the public.

Moreover, they are also monks in the Three-Yuan Extreme Realm, and they themselves know that no matter which sect of the Xuanyuan Two Dao sects, this first true God Realm is not a good thing. The balance of good and evil will only lead to more continuous disasters.

This life is indeed a grand one, and there are endless arrogance and evildoers, but at the same time, the appearance of Shang Bo and this charred corpse one after another means that something is not going well. The treacherous secrets of the world, the ripples that have been churning in the years and years where it is located, seem to have a tendency to be brewed over the years and then passed on to the present world.

For no reason, everyone had the same thoughts rushing out. It was related to the realm of the golden core, and it was related to the affairs of the world. Whether it was the so-called Shang Bo or the charred corpse, it was just the beginning of the strange change. rather than the end.

As magnificent as this life is, it also has such a turbulent undercurrent that makes people feel urgent.

And it is precisely the foresight and feeling of these turbulent undercurrents that teach more monks to clearly realize that there should be no more conflicts among the monks of the human race, and even between the monks of the human race and the monster race in the Three-Yuan Ultimate Realm. Such a violent internal friction.

Any internal friction is actually a delay in the struggle for the salvation of all beings in front of treacherous.

And thinking about it in this way, maybe it is the most appropriate choice to teach Zong Lao, who is outside the Xuanyuan two realms, to enter the realm of the gods and real people first, and everyone can accept it.

And almost when Zhu Xiu's thoughts were all thinking about these things, and he seemed to be a little relaxed, suddenly a thunderstorm appeared in the sky above the outer sea, which became clear and clear.

When I looked again, it was the figure of the ray mother manifesting in the open sea, and then, accompanied by the majestic aura of the ray mother, it spread in all directions.

Even though the nine-fold altar no longer exists, the mother ray, one of the great monsters who once used the nine-fold altar to stir up huge waves in the outer sea, calmed down the outer sea with ease. Those layers of monstrous waves.

Then, the mother ray looked at the long and narrow bloody battlefield on the edge of the outer sea.

In fact, as early as a moment ago, all the bloody battles had ceased, but the monks of the human race and the monks of the monster race were still confronting each other in every realm.

And at this moment, Mother Ray looked at Elder Zong from a distance.

"Fellow Daoist Zong, look at me, this time, let's stop here. There are shocking changes in the universe outside the world, and it's no longer the time for bloody battles."

Hearing this, Elder Zong didn't agree immediately.

The more critical the moment is, the more old monsters like Zong Lao understand that more people need to be calmed down.

Therefore, at this moment, as if consulting everyone's opinions, the elder Zong looked around in all directions, and his eyes clearly stayed on the head monks of every holy land sect of Xuanyuan and Yuandao.

In response to Elder Zong, Zhuxiu nodded one after another.

Without a sound, [-]% of the tense atmosphere was reduced.

And it was only at this moment that Elder Zong turned his head to look at the mother ray, and nodded slightly as if the coffin had been concluded.

"Alright."

Accompanied by the elder Zong's reply, in the next instant, as the water vapor mist full of scarlet blood gradually dispersed, the monks of the human race and the demon race who were facing each other all moved towards Withdraw in different directions.

The human monks retreated towards the various cities. At this time, the aura of the Hanging Great Wall had already changed from real to virtual, returning to the appearance of each of the 72 cities.

And the monks of the monster clan retreated to the depths of the open sea together with the direction of the receding tide.

Life was a tragic battle, and perhaps it will be added to history in the future. After a long time, when Zhu Xiu looked over, he could see the fruitful results of this bloody battle.

But at this moment, before Zhuxiu's eyes, when all the people have receded, on the narrow and long battlefield, accompanied by the feeble rolling of the sea water, pushing fine white foam, what emerged together was the Nine-Folding Method The dark red blood that the altar hadn't had time to collect, and the broken bones mixed in the blood.

As far as I could see, it was a mess everywhere.

And in such a process, all the great monks in the golden core state no longer paid attention to these things, allowing those messes to be swallowed up by the sea water again in the process of turbulence, and finally completely fainted in the boundless open sea, and gradually disappeared trace.

At this moment, Zhu Xiu was still staring at the jade mirror hanging high for a long time.

Especially without the barrier of the hanging wall, this kind of contemplation becomes more real and clear.

For a long time, the jade mirror has not changed in the slightest. The image of the real dragon holding its tail on the upper edge and the scene of the monk sitting on the Milky Way hanging on the jade mirror are all lifelike, and they are all vivid under the flowing light. During the process, one breath of energy is better than one breath.

But fortunately, now it seems that the old dragon king is really able to compete with the scorched corpse just because he is self-proclaimed and imprisoned, only relying on the uniqueness of the rotation of withered glory and the power of time and time.

That's good, it can't be that others have not tried to be promoted to the real person of the gods to help the old dragon king. Instead, the old dragon king collapsed first, and even used his own blood as a source of wealth to teach that weird existence how to live. Come out of the real sun.

The longer the old dragon king can last, the greater his hope of surviving.

Of course, in this instant, more monks were also attracted by the Buddha-like demonic aura exuded by the scorched corpse trapped in the mirror.

It's just that there is a barrier of life and death, and the strange two-color robe of black and gold also tightly locks his vitality and charm, coupled with the erosion of the power of the old dragon king's time, it is like a layer of cover. , only a hazy image remains.

But even so, the implication that Xuanyuan and Yuan Dao are concurrently cultivating and participating together is still quite eye-opening for all cultivators.

But at the same time, it was the sky above Tiantai Dao City, Chu Weiyang was standing in the air wearing the robe of Qiankun, staring at the jade mirror like all the cultivators.

Monks, Buddhist practitioners, cassocks...

Almost instantly, Chu Weiyang saw too many details that he was familiar with from the jade mirror, and it was such instructive details that penetrated Chu Weiyang's thoughts and thoughts in an instant. , In a trance, Chu Weiyang actually had a confused feeling that he couldn't tell whether it was the past life or the present life.

Maybe it's because the step of cataloging books has ended in a perfect way.

On the road to the realm of Jindan, Chu Weiyang has interpreted the theoretical level of Taoism to the thoroughfare.

It was also at this time that Chu Weiyang's state of mind appeared relaxed and sensitive.

There is a certain sense of déjà vu when the Buddha cultivates in the west, which makes Chu Weiyang very emotional for no reason.

In fact, it was in the process of Chu Weiyang's observation and emotion.

It was the mother ray who saw that the cultivators of the monster clan had almost retreated, so she left the open sea first.

Now the peak combat power of the human race and the demon race has been completely out of balance. As the only remaining great monster that is still in the peak state, the ray mother needs to be cautious at all times.

But it was also familiar after the figure of the ray mother disappeared in place.

Suddenly, a bright yellow demon light appeared near Tiantai Dao City.

Almost instantly, all the cultivators who were looking at the jade mirror from afar were startled, and Chu Weiyang, who sensed a certain familiar aura, suddenly turned back to his figure, just right, in the densely packed, layered broken Inside the snail shell, there was a pair of cloudy eyes of the old snail saint who was not obvious in the gap.

When the four eyes met, in the cloudy eyes of the old conch saint, there was only the helplessness of ill-fated fate, and the lingering fear of rejoicing that he had never attained the realm of the demon god.

In the end, everything turned into a pure desire for a way out.

Furthermore, under Zhu Xiu's watchful eyes, the old snail bowed to Chu Weiyang from afar.

"Master Chu, please save this old man."

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