I just want to be a quiet man

The white clouds piled up like mountains and seas, rushing and mighty, soaring and wreaking havoc.

The sky is majestic with golden light, reflecting thousands of colors.

A figure in armor appeared suddenly.

Looking at everything around him, Pei Ling immediately stopped operating [Eclipse Secret Record], and his figure's clothes changed for a while, returning to its original appearance.

The next moment, a green dress appeared, with ankle-length hair, shining like moonlight, and flowing sterling silver, and emerald-like eyes filled with tranquility.

It is Yao Qingying.

Pei Ling quickly saluted and said, "Master!"

Yao Qingying nodded slightly, glanced at the top of his head, and then quickly said: "You haven't fully digested the gains from this fairy road, it's best not to stay in 'Xiao Zi Zai Tian' for too long."

"Return to Panya Realm as soon as possible, and accept the harvest of this fairy road."

Pei Ling's face froze, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Master, it's not convenient for this disciple to return to the original place. Can Master change the place where I return to Panya Realm?"

His identity was exposed just now, so he could only forcefully strike, so that the monks of Yanxi City who discovered his identity would forget everything related to him!

It's just that the Xinhuo Hall is the place where Yanxi City's soul lives!

In the Chongming Sect, the Inheritance Hall where the disciples of the sect's life soul lamps are placed is the place where the patriarch retreats!

He didn't know if this was the case in Yanxi City, but he didn't dare to take risks, so after taking the shot, he immediately fled into "Xiaozizaitian"!

If he goes back like this right now, he will still be on the throne of the city lord of Yanxi City. Once the patriarch of Yanxi City is really alarmed by him, then he will be completely finished!

At this time, Yao Qingying nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

"But it can only be within the boundaries of the Yanxi City and the Liudao Dynasty."

Pei Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "Master, you can just place the disciple at the border between the Liugai Dynasty and Yanxi City. The disciple also has some subordinates at the border of Yanxi City."

Yao Qingying said: "Okay. What else do you want to ask?"

Pei Ling thought for a while, and suddenly asked with some doubts: "Has the Lord of Yanxi City fallen?"

Yao Qingying sighed lightly: "Yes."

Hearing this, Pei Ling frowned, something was wrong!

The life force of a monk in the Conjoined Dao stage is extremely strong, even if his head is cut off and his body is split into pieces, he can continue to survive.

And with Tiexiong Tuo's strength at that time, not to mention that his last move was interrupted by the system and he didn't really fall, it was that move that hit Tiexiong Tuo's Taoist body. With the strength of his physical body, he might be defeated, but he would never won't die!

More importantly, if Tuo Tiexiong really died in his "Dream of the Underworld", the fate of the other party will definitely remain in his dream, but until the end of the "Dream of the Underworld", He didn't notice any fate at all!

In addition, the last time he challenged the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty, Master Yao Qingying watched the battle secretly. After the emperor was defeated, it was Master who treated him.

This time, it must be the same.

Once something really happened to Tuo Tiexiong, with the ability of his master, he would definitely be able to save him, but now...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling frowned and said, "I didn't kill him."

Yao Qingying nodded slightly, and then said: "Master knows."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Pei Ling was still looking at her, she sighed again, and said, "[Seven Kill Banners], Lord Iron, died because of the backlash of the Seven Banners."

[Seven kills and disaster relief flags]?

Pei Ling immediately thought of the seven flags planted behind Tuo Tiexiong's back at that time, especially the "General" flag among them, which has a similar law to the [Flag of Punishment], which is very special!

Yao Qingying continued to explain: "The [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner] is an inheritance left by the successive city lords of Yanxi City."

"Each flag corresponds to a law. If every city lord is unable to break through when he is old, he will pour the laws he has learned throughout his life into it before the deadline, and give it to future generations."

"This thing can be used to comprehend the seven laws, and it can also be used."

"There is no hindrance to enlightenment."

"As for the use, as long as you have one of the laws, you can use the Seven Banners."

"But once it is used, the power of the dead is imposed on the body, and the will of death is eroded, and it can only survive for seven days."

"During the seven days, the strength will become stronger day by day."

"Judging from the breath of Iron City Lord when he fought you, it should have been three days since he used the Seven Banners."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't have reached that level."

"At that time, Iron City Lord had only four days left in his lifespan..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately understood that the master had said before that the strength of this generation of city lords of Yanxi City was comparable to that of the emperors of the Liugai Dynasty.

But the iron city lord he was facing was far more powerful than the emperor of the Liugai Dynasty?

It turned out that it was not the real strength of Iron City Lord, but because of the seven flags!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling asked again suspiciously: "In this case, why didn't the iron city lord set the time for the battle on the seventh day, so that when his strength reached its peak, the apprentice might really lose..."

However, Yao Qingying shook her head and said, "Impossible. No matter how strong the [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner] is, it is impossible for monks in the Dao stage to step into the tribulation!"

"The gap between He Dao and Crossing Tribulation is an insurmountable moat for all living beings in the world."

"Any external force cannot make up for it!"

"In this world, any catastrophe of good fortune is extremely dangerous, and there is no one out of ten."

"Even the top He Dao of the nine major sects, who have been the dazzling existence of Tianjiao since entering the Tao, are often stuck in this realm, or die in the midst of opportunities, or stagnate, and have no hope for life."

"Strength, opportunity, aura, resilience...and the elusive destiny."

"Indispensable."

"The Iron City Lord you faced this time is already in his strongest form!"

Pei Ling nodded thoughtfully, Su Xirou of Chong Ming Sect, Meng Hongxuan of Su Zhentian, Huan Yunzhen of Han Anjian Sword Sect...

At the beginning, it was all for the purpose of crossing the catastrophe and going to Yousu Tomb.

But in the end, they themselves became the creations of future generations...

After pondering for a while, Pei Ling said again: "Even so, the City Lord still has four days to live..."

Chapter 92: The True Fairy Road.

Yao Qingying suddenly looked away, no longer looking at Pei Ling, she looked at the cloud on the right, and quickly replied: "It's not that there are four days of life, but it can survive for four days at most."

"Once we attack with all our strength and break the source, there will be no four days left."

"Since the two of you are in a bitter stalemate, the outcome is already decided."

"Either the Tiecheng Lord killed you before he died, or you held him until his death..."

Speaking of this, Yao Qingying continued to add after seeing her apprentice staring at her, "Besides, your cultivation-enhancing technique also consumed hundreds of years of your lifespan?"

Pei Ling nodded slightly and fell silent.

Yao Qingying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said: "It's getting late, I will send you back to Panya Realm as a teacher."

Pei Ling nodded again, but didn't say anything.

I saw Yao Qingying lightly waved her hand, and the surrounding clouds, mountains and seas of clouds, as well as the golden light in the sky, shook like a dream.

In an instant, Pei Ling had been rumored to be "Little Zizaitian".

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The green hills in the distance are majestic, and the clouds above the head are like floating clouds.

A large lake that is as clear as a mirror lies between mountains and surrounded by mountains.

By the lakeside, among a forest of flowers, the space fluctuated, and a figure with a black shirt and a knife appeared, it was Pei Ling.

Seeing that he had left "Little Zizaitian", he suddenly looked a little disappointed.

Master Yao Qingying, you didn't tell him the truth just now!

Perhaps it was because Master had never lied before, and even though he tried his best to pretend this time, with Pei Ling's experience in Chongming Sect, he could tell it at a glance!

Tuo Tiexiong's last four-day lifespan was definitely not spent in a bitter battle!

Seven flags, seven rules, seven days of life...

When Tuo Tiexiong went to war with him, he had already used up three days of life.

According to the effect of the [Seven Kills and Misfortune Banner] described by the master, the other party has four days of life left.

And during the great battle, he smashed the four banners of "Soldiers", "Soldiers", "Generals" and "Horses" of Tiexiong Watchman in "Dream of the Underworld"!

These four flags correspond to the four days of longevity!

Pei Ling remembered very clearly that at that time, Tuo Tiexiong was suppressed by his law of forgetting, and in [Dream of the Underworld], the other party was still unable to get rid of the influence of "forgetting".

But after the fourth flag "horse" flag was broken, Tuo Tiexiong immediately broke through the influence of the law of "forgetting".

At that time, he thought that it was the strong will of the city lord who broke out temporarily, but now that he thinks about it, it should be the flashback of a He Dao before his death!

Afterwards, the opponent's shot was already the last desperate fight!

At that time, Watchman Tiexiong could no longer survive!

Yes!

Tie Xiong Tuo, indeed he killed him!

After thinking about it, Pei Ling's face gradually became bewildered.

He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and then stood there like this for a long, long time...

got windy.

The mighty wind came from the entire territory of Yanxi City through thousands of rivers and mountains, and with the power of heaven and earth, it poured continuously into Pei Ling's body.

With him as the center, above the flower forest, above the originally clear and empty sky, a huge funnel gradually emerged.

The funnel connects to Jiuxiao on the top and Peiling on the bottom, swallowing countless ideas, majestic and majestic, full of vistas.

A cluster of majestic and majestic tree crowns rises slowly in the center. This tree crown has the potential to cover thousands of miles and swallow mountains and rivers. Among the whirling branches and leaves, the second round of brilliant sun is condensed little by little on it...

As the blue sky turns to black and night falls, stars are scattered in the sky, pink and white petals are falling one after another, circling around the funnel and circling endlessly, fluttering like butterflies.

After a long time, the morning sun shone all over the field, the fog cleared away, the grass was gloomy, and the vitality of all living beings was full of vitality throughout the world.Immediately after that, the evening wind meandered, and everything was silent.

The sun rises and the sunset turns around like a wheel.

As time went by, the smoke dissipated, and the phantom shadow of the treetops also disappeared.

The power of heaven and earth no longer flows into Pei Ling's body, and his aura is vigorous and surging. It is much stronger than before, and it is not far from the peak of He Dao in the early stage.

He was still standing straight in the flower forest without any movement.

The pattering rain drizzled all over the sky, wet the buds, the crystal leaves of grass, and also wet his face and robe, dripping along the sleeves and the scabbard of Jiupodao.

The rain stopped.

The dark clouds cleared, the scorching sun was in the sky, steaming everything, draining the stagnant water bit by bit.

The wind came again, shaking off the remaining flowers, tugging at the hem of the clothes, sweeping up the black hair, and left in a flash.

After an unknown amount of time, a huge dharma boat quickly fled from the sky.

The dharma boat is towering, like a hill, engraved with thousands of ghosts, filled with dark energy, constantly exuding a fierce and fierce atmosphere.

It stopped above the flower forest, and amidst the flickering figures, female cultivators such as Shi Nanzi, Liantongzi, Yu Ziji, Shu Wu, Hua Yuran, etc. all escaped from the dharma boat with bright skirts and tinkling hairpins. Into the flower forest.

Not far from Pei Ling, all the girls saluted together: "Congratulations to the Immortal Emperor!"

"Holy Son Zhai has a kind heart, and the world can be saved!"

"Master is mighty, concubine Rong will serve you immediately..."

Hearing the chattering voices in his ears, Pei Ling gradually came to his senses.

He turned his head slowly, and the aura around him suddenly changed. Since he joined Chongming Sect, all the tyranny, ferocity, and sternness accumulated in killing, struggling, and vertically and horizontally all the way, at this moment, seemed to be gone, all disappeared.

Instead, there is silence like still water and a deep stream, like an abyss, eerily confused.

Pei Ling glanced at the group of female cultivators standing in front of her, and gave a very brief order: "Go to Suzhentian!"

Shi Nanzi and the others responded in unison: "Yes!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Xuanshan in front of him stepped out and disappeared from the spot.