North Journey

Hand it over to the sect?

willing?

Chu Ze only felt it was funny in his heart.He really didn't mean to leave the basaltic slough, Qin'er went to Qiyan Valley, the basaltic slough was more useful to her.It's just because Qin'er's current cultivation base is still low, so he temporarily keeps the Xuanwu relic by his side.Now, the dignified elder of the Yinxian Sect actually asked him, a disciple who had not formally started, asking for a treasure?

Chu Ze, who was used to hiding his emotions, did not reveal his thoughts, he lowered his head slightly,

"Everything is up to the elders."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanrong stood up and patted Chu Ze on the shoulder.

"good very good."

After receiving the tortoise shell fragments that Chu Ze offered with both hands, Liu Yuanrong rummaged through them carefully, and received them in his sleeves.

"Chu Ze, I sent Elder Lingzhen who is good at controlling the sword. This time, I heard that one of the new disciples has received the inheritance of Changli Sword Master. I am very happy. There are also Ziyao, Lin Li, and many others in the sect. The elders who have not accepted disciples are waiting for you."

On the way back this time, Daoist Pinghe accompanied him, so everything was calm.However, in the past twenty days, several people have reached Taihe Mountain.

The unpretentious residence of the Yinxianzong obviously disappointed the three new disciples who had expected the Taoist fairyland a little bit, but a lot of things about apprenticeship and apprentice selection immediately made them too busy to think about anything else.

The mountain of Kunlun has three levels, the lower one is called Fantong, the second one is called Xuanpu, and the upper one is called Chuangcheng.

As a part of Shenshan Kunlun, Fan Tong has a suffocating aura even in this barren world.Not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators who have stepped into the realm of the earth fairy may not be able to stay here for a long time.

Today, however, there are several hazy figures here.

The aura passed through their bodies smoothly, but it did not disperse their primordial spirits, but only made their condensed figures clearer.

"If it is not a last resort, I really want to settle here..."

With a flick of the whisk, a Taoist priest who seemed too late to stand still sighed.

"Do you think that at that time, there will still be your place in this place?"

Another burly man bared his teeth at him, his big wolf tail hanging on the ground, with an inch of silver on the tip of the tail.

"Honor Yaoyue, until then, Pindao will never forget to give you half of the cave."

The Taoist priest replied with a smile.However, this answer made the Venerable Yaoyue very angry.

"hypocritical!"

"Okay, Taixian, Yaoyue, you two have to fight every time, isn't it boring?"

The person who spoke was holding flowers in his hands, smiling benevolently.

"Old bald donkey."

"Master Weijue."

One monster disdains, the other respects, so they look at each other and hate each other.

Not long after, another figure appeared here.The white and blue Taoist robe is graceful, but his old face wrinkled into orange peel and the white hair and beard hanging down to his waist make him stand out among this group of young "beautiful" people/demons.

"Tsk tsk, I really can't see it."

A woman in a white dress covered her face and cast aside, a fan of flowers blocked her view.

"Really, a group of immortals who have lived for 800 years, what are they doing so young?"

That person obviously wasn't someone who would take other people's reactions to heart, and threw a few pieces of tortoise shells to the Taoist in white who had been looking up at the sky and trying to pretend to be dead.

"God stick, you can't see anything in the sky for the rest of your life. This is the slough of Xuanwu, so hurry up and count it."

Master Tianji reluctantly took the tortoise shell and placed it on the ground.

"Jingming, don't you know how many years my life will be lost once I deduce the secret?"

"Zhazha... Anyway, you've done so many times and you're still alive and well."

Master Jingming waved his hands indifferently, and then his eyes fell on Venerable Yaoyue.

"Speaking of which, you monster race is really true. The demon king found out about the Xuanwu relic and gave it to the human race. Do you know how embarrassing it is for me to order my disciple to ask a junior to ask for the Xuanwu relic?! I see you It's time to replace that demon king who eats inside and outside!"

"If this deity is replaced by the demon king, where did you get the inheritance of Changli Sword Master? That embryo killer..."

Yaoyue grumbled, but couldn't help but tremble when thinking of that terrible woman.Fortunately, I was born late, and I only saw that lunatic showing off his power once from a distance, and he soared.But I didn't expect that such a person would leave the Changli Sword as an inheritance before ascension, and thought she didn't care about anything... I hope that a Changli Sword won't make another lunatic.

Jingming knows that although the human race and the demon race have let go of their hatred for the catastrophe that the two races are facing today, such peace is not permanent.With interest, he turned away from the bloody topic of "Changli Sword Master", and turned his gaze back to the real Tianji.

"Tianji, you better do the math. When I came here, I heard that there was an earthquake at the junction of Jizhou and Yanzhou. In recent years, droughts, earthquakes, and storms have become more and more frequent. I don't know that those of us How long can old bones last?"

Hearing such words, Tianji naturally had no reason to refuse.As Jingming said before, he did not deduce the secret once or twice. If he was really afraid of losing his life, how could it be so?Procrastinating again and again is nothing more than fear of being disappointed again.

The fairy gate was closed. At first they thought it was just that they couldn't ascend.Who would have known that since then, apocalyptic disasters have occurred frequently, and terrible cracks have appeared in many places where ordinary people cannot go.

No one knows what will be on the other side of the crack, whether it is a celestial being, a Buddha, or a real demon, those who are swallowed by the crack have never been able to come back.

By the time the masters of the human monsters who were busy competing for territory and cultivation resources discovered this, the situation had reached an extremely critical point.

Being able to cultivate to this level, not to mention self-sacrifice for others, is also enlightened.

Those who practice with the power of heaven and earth will be rewarded by heaven and earth.

Don't allow them to think too much. After several meetings and negotiations, the great powers of the human and demon races secretly brokered an agreement for the peaceful coexistence of the two races.Then, they who put down the sect of the tribe, used their own cultivation to prevent the continuous spread of the crack.

Now their physical bodies are trapped in the place where the crack is, and they have nothing important to do, so they can only use the place where Kunlun's aura is abundant to get out of their bodies and come here for a while.

And those Confucian monks who have cultivated the divine way are all trapped in various places, reluctantly sheltering one side with the incense of all beings, seeking benevolence and virtue, but often they can only watch the people suffer and the mountains and rivers collapse.

Master Tianji suppressed the troubled thoughts in his heart, calmed down, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

The few people present also knew that this matter was of great importance, so they stopped talking and sat cross-legged around Daoist Tianji to protect him.

After three incense sticks, the real Tianji suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were empty and lifeless, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be extremely mysterious patterns of the law of heaven.

He threw the tortoise shell upwards in his palm, and then pressed his palm against his heart.

Essence and blood spurted out, drop by drop just falling on the center of each suspended tortoise shell.His face was instantly pale as paper, but his hands kept moving, the purest spiritual power was mobilized, and the heaven and earth vitality of the ancestor of the Kunlun Earth Vessels was mobilized, turning the sky over this snowfield into a mist.

The tortoise shell drew strange traces in mid-air, and Tianji used his finger as a pen and blood as ink to write the ancient god's pattern on the tortoise shell.

A low murmur spit out from his mouth, which seemed real and illusory, and there seemed to be dark clouds and thunder in the sky, rolling out a compelling coercion.

At this time, not only his face, but also the entire soul of Tianji Daoist became a little illusory.But he knew that if he stopped at this moment, it would be a failure.

Gritting his teeth a little, the body far away burned with energy.At the same time, a faintly bright flame ignited in his hand.

The basalt tortoise shell, known as one of the strongest things in the world, gradually turned to ashes under the burning of the flames that seemed to be blown out by a gust of wind. The ashes fell from the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.

Failed?

Seeing this scene, the few people who were already worried about Tianji's desperate efforts looked at each other silently, and their faces became ugly.

"No, it worked..."

Tianji's soul and body were almost empty, but for the first time in so many years, he showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Fortunately lived up to the entrustment."

A piece of gold-patterned talisman paper fell to the ground, and Tianji smiled at them as a thank you for their guardians.

"I go first."

The soul body disappeared, and the corners of the eyes of everyone twitched. After sensing it, they found that he had only returned to the physical body, and they were relieved from the bottom of their hearts.

Master Jingming picked up the piece of talisman paper. Although the golden pattern on it was ancient divine script, he had dabbled in it before.

"Xiao Shao is ninety percent, and the Phoenix Emperor comes to Yi; the newborn is born with two pedicles, and the bright and dark are separated."

Is this the key to reopening the fairy gate...

Several people were thinking quietly, with a seriousness that hadn't disappeared for many years between their brows and eyes.

"It's good, it's good. This time, Tianji really hurt a lot when I got a glimpse of the secret. Lord Yaoyue, there is still a sky demon in your demon clan wandering outside. Can you ask him to go to protect Tianji?"

"can."

Weijue recited a Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Jingming, this basaltic slough should have belonged to that junior in your sect, but now it has been completely burned, I will make up for it."

"Needless to say about this matter, what my sect can give, will naturally be entrusted to him. It's just that he won the sword of Changli Jianzun, and he is afraid that he will be disturbed by the fierce blood. gift?"

Master Jing Ming smiled very kindly with his old face.

Master Weijue shook his head helplessly, his Buddha heart bead string is made of ten thousand year old Buddha heart wood, since he got it by chance, he has been wearing it for nearly a thousand years.Not to mention the ten-thousand-year-old Buddha-heart wood on the bright side of the Tianqi world is only in his hand, but the thousand-year-old Buddha's aura is impregnated, which is not something that ordinary Buddhist magic weapons can have.

More importantly, although this bead string is precious, it looks ordinary on the outside, even if it is carried by a little Taoist priest, it does not look strange.

"You..." I still can't tolerate the disadvantages of my disciples and grandchildren.

Taking off the beads on his hand, Master Weijue shook his head helplessly.

Master Jingming didn't care what Master Weijue had to say, he held the beads in his arms as if he had won some treasure, and the eyes that were already wrinkled from laughing were only left with a slit.

"If Tianji hadn't been seriously injured, I would have wanted him to separate himself to teach a junior the art of derivation."

Is there any shame in short-term protection?I'm short-changed and I'm happy!

The author has something to say:

The Zongmen actually has difficulties, but probably the seniors have a demeanor of doing good deeds without leaving a name and don't want the juniors to know how hard they are, so :)