Eternal Gate

night.

Zhao Yun lifted his sword to dance in the starry sky.

He moves slowly, and his sword moves are not necessarily so subtle, but there is a meaning hidden in it. After sitting cross-legged for many days, he should have an epiphany, or his mood has changed, and has gradually broken away from martial arts and began to truly enlighten the way. , The meaning of the sword is the one or two truths he realized.

Tao is illusory.

Tao is also vast.

He wandered around, as if forgetting time.

The Moon God is sitting on the moon, holding his cheeks in his hands, quietly watching.

She was also young, just like Zhao Yun, full of confusion about Tao, full of infinite reverie, even if she became a god, she was still in this state of mind. Today's Taoism is her original intention.

As she watched, Zhao Yun stopped.

Today, he is calmer than before, like a tourist, walking on the edge of the starry sky with a sword in one hand and a hip flask. The shining stars reflect on him, turning into a little bright fairy light.

The Moon God did not disturb, waiting for the disciple's mood to change.

This is the way to become an immortal, but I don't know how far he can go.

Yaya!

Little Qilin jumped out and followed Zhao Yun with a proud little step.

He was also very curious about Hongchen Road. For a few moments, there was still confusion in his eyes. He is a royal fire unicorn, and his bloodline carries a memory inheritance, which seems to include this road.

The ninth day.

Zhao Yun moved a small bench and sat on the edge of the starry sky.

When it was over, it was a self-made fishing rod, and it was actually sitting there to fish.

fishing.

It is also a practice.

Moon God's expression was long and earnest, and he felt more disciple, much fresher and more refined than in the past. Looking at this fishing posture and looking at this indifferent expression, it fits the compulsive style of the hidden master.

at night.

Seeing someone set up a cauldron.

Fishing is not just a practice, it is really possible to catch fish. It happens in the dead of night, a pot of stewed fish and a pot of wine, not to mention how pleasant it is, this is life.

"Xiu'er, someone in the God Realm is chasing you."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and asked with a smile.

The Moon God did not answer, but only looked up at Cang Mian. This expression made it clear:

There are too many people who chase me.

Of course, there is the second half of this sentence: the one who chased me...more.

This can't blame her, who makes her a good master? Everyone said that the father's debt was paid, and when she came to her, the wicked things that the master did, the old guys, nothing left was counted on her.

........

night.

Immortal Mountain.

The devil stood alone under the tree, quietly looking up at Cang Mian.

There is no day and night in Qianqiu City, but he can see through the universe and clearly see the night sky. The bright stars seem to hide a distant story.

Martial arts.

Enlightenment.

He also detached himself from his indulging.

Da Xia Hongyuan is doing the same thing. He has been awake for many days, has repaired the improved version of Washing Marrow Yi Jin Jing, and has reshaped the foundation. The life and death battle in the East China Sea has also caused him to fight for a good fortune, which is actually against the sky. Advanced, returned to the peak of the past, and is now at the same level as the Demon Lord.

The road to Dengxian was broken, and they all became immortal.

This should be a pity, I missed seeing the outside world that day.

Um?

Hong Yuan frowned for a moment, and looked out.

Just a moment ago, he smelled a faint breath.

"I heard that you can fight very well."

The misty words came from outside the imperial capital.

Hong Yuan ascended to the sky and walked out of the imperial city step by step.

Only outside the city did he see an ancient figure from the back, with his hands behind his back, leisurely admiring the moonlight.

If Zhao Yun was there, he would definitely recognize it.

Isn't it the descendant purple-robed youth!

I don't know his name.

For the time being, call him the sunset fairy king.

"I don't know what the so-called friend is visiting late at night." Hong Yuan handed over in the air, and in his old eyes, there was a hint of jealousy, because this person is very strong, and the subtle aura is even more intense.

"It's just a discussion."

The sunset fairy king smiled and finally turned around.

He was still in that manner, with a joke of laughter, and full of contempt.

.........

Zhao Yun set himself again, and it was another quiet night.

Tonight's Hongchen Road, it seems that it is not calm, the vast starry sky is flashing and thundering for some reason, it seems that someone is crossing the sky, it is more like an ancient vision, and even the stars are restless.

"what's the situation."

Zhao Yun murmured, subconsciously withdrawing from Baizhang.

From the end of the East China Sea, he still saw this scene for the first time, watching the lightning and thunder, feeling a lot of heart palpitations. He always felt that there was a destructive force, wandering in the depths of the starry sky, and it could erupt at any time.

"The gods fight, and the mortals suffer."

The Moon God said lightly and resolved the disciples' doubts.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, are those old guys so idle?

It took three to five days before the starry sky fell into silence.

Zhao Yun glanced at Moon God again, and then he formed a clone.

The avatar knows the deity's mind and jumps into the starry sky in one step, which is considered to be exploring the path of the deity.

Of course, after entering the starry sky, the clone disappeared, and the connection with the deity was also broken.

Well...!

Zhao Yun let out a muffled hum, and was backlashed by a mysterious force.

This starry sky is more weird than he imagined, like a bottomless pit, nothing can be turned over, it's okay to throw a stone or a burst of talisman, if the clone is buried in it, the deity will be backlashed.

At this moment, he had a strange idea.

What a strange idea? ...Throw Xiu'er in and try the water.

The Moon God is a god, and if you enter the Red Road, you will probably have unexpected spectacles.

It didn't matter what he thought, he was hammered by the Moon God, and his consciousness buzzed with a slap.

"I just think about it."

Zhao Yun clutched his forehead and grinned.

Luna was very upset, and seemed to want to kick it.

As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him.

Zhao Yun looked back subconsciously.

When I entered the eye, I saw an old figure with white hair and white beard, like a fleeing famine, ragged clothes, disheveled hair, leaning on a cane, rickets on the back, and his old eyes were muddy and lifeless all over his body. Just look at it, it's a person whose life is about to die.

"Quasi Xian."

With a word in Zhao Yun's heart, he saw the other's cultivation at a glance.

In addition, he also smelled the breath of wind and dust from this person. It should be a long-term trekking through the mountains and rivers, and even weather-beaten. An old body is engraved with the traces of the years.

"Arrived."

"The old man finally arrived."

Seeing the starry sky at the end of the East China Sea, the white-haired old man was extremely surprised. He was so hoarse that he even burst into tears. Xu was so excited that he couldn't walk safely. He was extremely old.

Zhao Yun was silent, able to guess one or two points.

The road to Dengxian was broken. The white-haired old man must have rushed to Hongchen Road. Seeing the vicissitudes of this body and the exhaustion of this body, he knew that he had walked a long, long way. When the oil is exhausted, the lamp is dry, just for a hope of becoming immortal, and Hongchen Road is his hope.

Moon God glanced at it, a little surprised.

Mortals don't even know the route to the end of the sky.

This little old man is also a talent, how did he find this.

Have an expert advice?

"Little friend, there is wine." The white-haired old man finally arrived. Xu Shi was too sleepy and tired, and sat down with his cane, showing a kind smile to Zhao Yun, which was full of vicissitudes.

"Yes." Zhao Yun smiled and handed a pot of aged wine.

"The younger generation is terrible." The white-haired old man took it, and his smile was still so gentle.

"Where is the senior?" Zhao Yun also sat down.

"The old people are people from the western famine." The white-haired old man did not hide it.

"Western Wilderness."

Zhao Yun murmured, sure he had never heard of this place.

That's right, the mortal realm is extremely vast. What he sees and hears is the tip of an iceberg, and he doesn't know everything, but in his opinion, the white-haired old population is incomparably far away from the Great Xia Long Dynasty.

"How does the little friend know this place?" the white-haired old man asked.

"Yes... the sanctioner told me." Zhao Yun smiled.

"It's the same with me. The old man has been walking non-stop for more than three hundred years to find the road to the red dust."

"Three hundred...years?"

Zhao Yun swallowed for a while. It's been long enough these years.

Walking day and night for more than three hundred years, I think about how tired it is.

The sanctioner was still kind-hearted, at least he gave the gray-haired old man a hope. Although this hope was probably a despair, the Moon God had already said that the Red Road was almost a dead end.

"gone."

Half a pot of wine, the white-haired old man stood up tremblingly.

Zhao Yun stepped forward subconsciously, and also subconsciously gave the white-haired old man a hand.

"Thanks a lot."

The white-haired old man smiled compassionately and took an old step towards the starry sky.

During this period, he dropped the crutches and forcibly straightened his back. He walked very steadily at every step, just like a prisoner who walked onto the execution ground without hesitation, smiling very freely and freely.

"forward...."

Zhao Yun wanted to speak but stopped, but finally did not shout.

Then, it should be a quasi-immortal, the last arrogance he held, he walked for more than three hundred years, for this day, even if he died, even if his soul was scattered, he would be buried on the road to immortality.

The gray-haired old man is gone.

Only left a shadow in the world.

Zhao Yun looked at the Moon God.

"If you see through Hongchen, it doesn't mean you can walk through Hongchen Road." Moon God said leisurely.

Why!

Zhao Yun sighed.

Even the Moon God said that, the white-haired old man was afraid that it would be more fortunate.

He reached for his hand and took the crutches dropped by the gray-haired old man. On it, the four characters "Fu Shou old man" were engraved on it, which should be the name of the predecessor. I am afraid that after many years, no one will remember it again.

He still hasn't left, yet cross-legged and enlightened.

When enlightening, don't forget to temper immeasurable light.

It is worthy of the power of merit, and it is really tenacious.

Infinitely self-confident, he uses his origin to temper himself on a daily basis.

So far, it has not been able to completely refine it.

"Plus the power of dark marriage." Moon God reminded.

"The two powers are mutually restrained, will it damage the immeasurable power?"

"Bonus...not as fragile as you think."

"If you have this trick, don't you say it earlier." Zhao Yun thought, mobilizing the power of the wraith, and together with the source, once again including the immeasurable power, the horsepower is fully used, and the tempering of life is played.

Don't say it, it's really useful.

Compared to the original source, it seems that the power of the wraith works better.

With the power of dark marriage to help, the speed of refining is greatly enhanced, the power hidden in the immeasurable light is greatly explored, his body is also crafted, and the mysterious power is integrated, and the immortal power is surging.