Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

In the other place, Fu Yuanzhi, who easily obtained all the minds of Lord Yunmeng, is sitting cross-legged in the enchantment of the water pavilion left by the master in the past, according to the "Xuanyuan Tongwei Shujing" taught by the master. , quietly digesting what he just ate... Yu Jingzhu.

Correction, afterimage of Lord Yujing's spiritual power.

——It is very nourishing, and the cultivation base is going up.

I put that piece of jade that I don’t know what it is next to my body, it’s full of Master’s aura... It feels like Master is protecting me, I don’t worry about my practice going wrong at all, I’m very confident!Although that's just psychological comfort...

Fu Yuanzhi rearranged and integrated his spiritual power according to the mental method taught by the Lord Yunmeng, and——

He recalled the knowledge he had obtained from the supreme demon, in order to prevent the new exercises from conflicting with his original soul.

But it was unexpectedly simple, because the master's mind perfectly accommodated his soul that had gone on evil paths.

The world is constantly changing. Thousands of years ago—he had seen the memory of the Supreme Demon Lord—at that time, the prehistoric world was chaotic and chaotic, and Taoist sects fought openly and secretly, and the spiritual power part was removed. Struggle storybook has a style. I heard that the mortal court reported several Taoists to Yu Jingzhu because of the exaggerated and seriously distorted plots of Gongdou in the script written by Taoists.

Now it is too peaceful and happy, even several mortal empires are too lazy to fight, everyone can discuss it if they can, and if they can’t, they will be married, so naturally it is hard to imagine the past; , the real history may be more cruel than the interpretation of the story;

And the Lord of Yunmeng was the only one in those years who was willing to accept the Taoists who were born in the mortal world, willing to forgive the demon cultivators who had lost their way, and the saint who didn't mind hiding the demon cultivators and mortals under his wings. .

In other words, if there was no Lord Yunmeng back then, half of the rare birds and monsters in the ten continents and three islands would be extinct, and the total number of Taoists in each Daomen would be reduced by two-thirds—because there are not many Taoists in this world. There is only one young cultivator in the Zongmen family whose father is Lord Yujing. Nowadays, there are more immortal cultivators who come from ordinary or even mundane backgrounds with rare and precious mentality, and they will all admire Master Yunmeng in their hearts.

Fu Yuanzhi was also like this since he was a child.

Although he was born in a big family with thousands of years of foundation, he is a side branch—the treatment of the side branch and the direct line is really different, so he would admire the Lord Yunmeng very much: if there were no founding actions of Lord Yunmeng back then In ancient times, the offshoot disciples of big families had little opportunity to practice. Most of them had to run the family business. It can be piled up to become an immortal or become a saint, and it will not give a piece of the pie to the side branches who do odd jobs.

——That's why Fu Yuanzhi looks at today's Shizhou and Three Islands, and every time he thinks of this place, there is always a haze in his heart——Why is such a master, not worshiped by thousands of immortals, but instead is imprisoned alone in Yueqi On the peak, do you see the sun all year round?

"Immortal... Immortal Elder?" Bai Ying poked her head out timidly, looking at Fu Yuanzhi's faintly red eyes, hesitating.

Concentrated and calm, Fu Yuanzhi closed his eyes, recalling the knife he had seen before——

Killing and vitality coexisted on the blade of the knife. The long-standing Supreme Demon Lord was cut in half by this knife, and the forces of Youzhou Demon Dao fell apart, good and evil were reversed, and Taoism returned to its place;

At the peak, the master of Yunmeng was charming, standing alone in the cloud, with black hair and white clothes, lifting weights lightly, the knife he swung had no sorrow, joy, love or hatred, nor hatred or resentment - the knife that Master Yunmeng slashed , just to end an era.

Then he really ended the era of rampant evil spirits.

What Master said to Supreme Demon Venerable at that time, there were so many souls crawling out of the quagmire in that world, you too, me too, and they too, but this is not the reason for anyone to degenerate into a demon.

Master's words seem to be still in his ears, his fingers still remember the softness of Master's skin, Fu Yuanzhi is calm and calm, embraces Yuan Shouyi, and draws spiritual energy into the altar——

——So, I am not obsessed.

……

Lin Daochang sprinted in the brightly lit mortal village, his hand was always pinching the sword formula, but he didn't dare to draw the sword easily, but the more he walked, the more uncomfortable he became——

Having seen the real scene of a barren village, and then returning to the eve of the dilapidation of this village 50 years ago, I always feel that there is some conspiracy hidden somewhere.

And the sword cultivator is seriously biased!

Not only sword cultivators, alchemists and talisman cultivators, but also a small number of formation masters, pharmacists, and doctors. Those who specialize in a certain way are all biased. What's more, Lin Daochang was born in the mortal world, or he was directly killed by Qiongshan when he was a child. The sword master of Jianzong took it away. He has never been able to farm swords since elementary school. He has never been exposed to Yunmeng Tiangong's erudite and extensive basic training courses in Chuxin Palace, so he is a little helpless in the face of time loops.

Hurrying past a courtyard, there was a bustling scene of wine and wine in the courtyard. Lin Daochang turned his head and took a look, but his face changed drastically, and he rushed over angrily, picking up the two disciples who were eating and drinking at the table.

"What are you two doing?"

"Little uncle?"

The two disciples who were eating at a mortal's house stood up with a smile: "Where did you go, little uncle, they are still looking for you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Daochang dragged him away with his collar in each hand, and the owner of the farmhouse behind him was confused and did not dare to stop the fairy leader.

Lin Daochang carried the two of them outside the door, lowered his voice, and said angrily: "Didn't you bigu? What are you eating?"

"Uh, kindness is hard to come by, Uncle, if you have a meal once in a while without delaying your practice, there will be a wedding in the village tomorrow..."

"Fart!" Lin Daochang scolded, and one of them gave a slap, "Tomorrow? This is a time loop, there will never be tomorrow here!"

All this happiness will come to an end when the dawn comes.

The two disciples were stunned, only listening to Uncle Lin scolding: "The swordsmanship is also messed up, and the eyesight is so poor that it is no different from a blind man. Believe it or not, I cut off the arms of both of you and gave it to the sword master?"

"Farewell, Master Uncle, if you cut off both of our arms, the sword master won't be able to rest on himself..."

The other said: "If we have arms and are so good, if we are cut off by you, won't it make you and the sword master even more angry?"

Lin Daochang let go of them angrily, and asked, "Where are the others?"

The two disciples shook their heads.

Lin Daochang looked around, touched the pulse gates of the two disciples, input some spiritual power and cycled through it for inspection. He didn't think there was anything wrong for the time being, but since he already knew that the people here were not alive, he intuitively felt that there was nothing wrong with it. And experience can tell him-eating dead people is going to go wrong!

"Let's go, find someone first, and then join the people from Tiangong, let them show you two idiots, if you die, you can bury it on the spot, and you don't have to bring it back to Jianzong to hinder the sword master's eyes!"

The two disciples followed Lin Daochang miserably, but the three of them soon discovered that they were not the only ones who had no eyesight. When Lin Daochang picked up a female disciple who was digging out eggs from the chicken coop, he was basically too angry to speak coming.

"I might as well clean up the portal on the spot—"

"Master, calm down!"

A group of sword repair disciples held pots and pans in their hands, raised the eggs they had just touched in the countryside, and knelt and kowtowed in unison. The scene was like a cult gathering.Even the aunt next to the chicken coop explained tremblingly:

"Wow, Immortal, this fairy is enthusiastic about helping my old bone..."

Fortunately, the female swordsman and several other companions did not eat or drink.

Lin Daochang's sword has no phosgene, not because he remembered Fu Yuanzhi telling him not to use the sword casually, but because a flash of fire suddenly flashed across the sky, and a meteor fell from the sky—no, it was an orange, fried Hairy, fat as a ball bunny!

Paji, Lin Daochang was almost pressed to the ground by Daju's butt, and hurriedly dodged to barely avoid it, and all the disciples of the sword cultivator were saved from the nightmare of being cleaned up by the uncle.

"Huh? A...spiritual beast?" A sword repairman poked the rabbit's fat in surprise, "Who would treat a rabbit as a spiritual beast and keep it so fat?"

The rabbit shivered under the watchful eyes of Jianxiu, Lin Daochang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he held it up in the air by its ears, the poor rabbit kicked back and forth——

"Uncle Lin, wait! That's my disciple's spirit beast!"

Fu Yuanzhi climbed over the wall from the head of the village and entered, and saw Daju who had been tortured by the sword cultivator at a glance, and hurriedly shouted from a distance.

Silently looking at the rabbit paw print on Master Lin's handsome face, he couldn't help admiring: "As expected of Master's rabbit!"

——So, Master... unexpectedly knew that he was in trouble?

Fu Yuanzhi pursed his lips, a warm current flowed through his heart, he couldn't help feeling a burst of joy, almost trembling with excitement, but fortunately he didn't show it on his face, otherwise Master Lin's complexion would be even worse.

Hugging Daju, keeping a straight face, he hastily explained:

"Uncle Lin, this rabbit is my disciple's spirit beast. I wanted to send it to send you a letter just now, but my disciple really overestimated the rabbit's IQ..." Fu Yuanzhi said while pressing the protesting big orange.

"The disciples have almost checked. The time loop is to protect the souls of innocent villagers. After we clean up the filth of the Mystic Blood Sect, we will send them to rest in peace." Fu Yuanzhi said, "Among these villagers, there is an innate talent Excellent girl, she has been guarding this time loop."

As he said that, he made sure Lin Daochang would not get angry again, and released Bai Ying from the sword. Among the Taoists, ghost cultivators also belong to the category that tends to go astray, so Fu Yuanzhi quickly emphasized that this The girl has never practiced cultivation, and purely relying on her love for her homeland, she spared no effort to maintain the time loop—this is also considered a kind deed. Lin Daochang treated her much more kindly because of this, and Bai Ying didn't have any complaints, and she looked clean Spiritual power, this made Lin Daochang put down the sword formula in his hand.

He asked: "Girl, I have two disciples who ate the food of the dead villagers by mistake. I don't know if they will be harmful?"

Bai Ying frowned and shook her head: "Immortal, the little girl doesn't understand, because—"

Fu Yuanzhi shook his head lightly where Lin Daochang couldn't see, and said with his mouth:

[You'd better not mention the spiritual power of the magic circle and the Lord of Yujing just now. 】

To be honest, if there is no magic circle that hides the spiritual power of Lord Yunmeng, and Lord Yujing doesn't intervene, this girl may also be one of the many ordinary dead souls. Although Lord Yujing pretended to be married to her, he didn't know why I went, but after all, I gave her some protective spiritual objects, such as the wedding dress that has never decayed in time.

Bai Ying hesitated for a moment, moved her lips, and said, "I... I just kept a little more sanity than other people in the village, knew that I was dead, and then fumbled and tried to protect everyone, that's all."

Fu Yuanzhi also nodded: "Yes, this girl is able to protect these souls, fortunately she is very talented, and it is all due to her obsession, so the time loop is so unstable at this time - because Miss Bai doesn't understand It’s a coincidence, it’s a fluke to be able to persist for these years, uncle, let’s clean up the Mystic Blood Sect as soon as possible, and then let the souls of the villagers rest in peace.”