God please

The flames in Wandu City were raging to the sky, but they saw the blue and black light and shadow galloping towards the outside of the city, and the monks who were in charge of guarding the Guanfu followed closely behind, and the magic weapon was vigorous, killing the spy like fireworks.

There are also messenger talismans scattered all over the city, and the city guards are also dispatched in formation. At a glance, the sky is full of spiritual consciousness, chasing monks like crucian carp crossing the river, chasing and intercepting them, each showing their magical powers, killing that person and a leopard Surrounded from all directions.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Shan Zhiyuan had no choice but to take out a handful of smoke bombs and spread them up, down, left, and right like a net.The talisman bomb made a crisp cracking sound, exploded one after another, and the thick purple smoke billowed, blocking the five senses and six senses.

This moment is enough, Shan Zhiyuan immediately recited the mantra, and a gap quietly opened in the space in front of him.He flew onto A Tao's back and patted the black panther's shoulder. A Tao knew the trick, and with a vigorous leap of limbs, he rushed into the heavenly sanctuary like black lightning.

By the time the two Golden Core cultivators dispersed the dense fog, the fugitive had long since disappeared without a trace.

A Tao's body landed in the bushes of spirit grass, she immediately rolled happily, turned her head and bit the corner of Shan Zhiyuan's clothes, wanting to play with him.

But Shan Zhiyuan was unmoved, he only knelt on one knee, his dragon teeth turned upside down to support his body, his eyes were dazed, he felt as if his chest had been stabbed by a sword, the pain was unstoppable.

A Tao shook his head and tugged a few times. Seeing that the master was silent like a statue, he ignored him completely. He seemed to have sensed Shan Zhiyuan's grief. Went around to Shan Zhiyuan and lay down on his back, lying on his side in a semicircle, holding the sword tightly in his arms.

Shan Zhiyuan finally restrained his emotions, suddenly felt extremely tired, sat down and leaned against A Tao's belly.

Facing A Tao's golden eyes again, he couldn't help but smile shyly, and patted his smooth, thick back hair, "A Tao, am I wrong?"

A Tao let out a low whimper in his throat, his body circled tighter, he leaned over his head, stretched out his blood red barbed tongue, and gently licked his fingers.

Regardless of the cause of the previous life and the result of the future life, he and Guan Mingshan really hit it off and admired each other.They were also teased by the destiny, so they felt sorry for each other.The only difference is that he is the emperor of heaven, but Guan Mingshan is only half of the four imperial remnant souls.If he is in a different place, I am afraid that his actions will be more paranoid than Guan Mingshan.

In the Tianfang Sanctuary, there is silence and no wind, the vegetation is vast, and the greenery is spread all over the place, and everything in the extreme is green.

In this gap between the three worlds, there is neither the prosperity and decline of the four seasons, nor the joys and sorrows of life, but it is like a mirror, calmly reflecting the mood of others.

In the silence, only Guan Mingshan's hoarse cry echoed in his ears.

I can not be reconciled!

Therefore, unscrupulous and disobedient.

Therefore, they kill relatives, kill gods, and deceive all living beings.

Fate is determined by fate, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the good fortune.This is not the case with ordinary people, why is it not the case with gods?

It's just a group of ants with high or low cultivation bases, with vague dreams in their hearts, struggling in the net in vain.

Shan Zhiyuan laughed sarcastically, mortals practice Taoism and compete with the heavens for their lives;In the end, they are all a group of puppets on strings, performing absurd farce on the stage, but they do not know where to please the prying mystery.

At this time, there should be several jars of strong wine for people to get drunk and forget these worries.

Patriarch Tianfang wobbled closer at some point, and the colorless lotus stopped three feet away.It was just opened at that moment, and a little bit of life and fate in the world was poured into it, which was enough for the ancestor of the fortune teller to deduce the cause and effect. At this time, seeing Shan Zhiyuan was depressed, he finally couldn't help it, and comforted him: "Zhiyuan, let me ask you, What is Guan Mingshan's background?"

Shan Zhiyuan didn't know, but he still replied: "The descendants of the Wandu City Lord, the four generations of the Guan family are the only descendants, and they only have this son of a thousand gold, who is regarded as a treasure by the Guan Rong City Lord."

Patriarch Tianfang asked again: "Young Master Guan, the successor of the city lord, how many people are there in Wandu City? What is the population of Wandu City?"

Shan Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, vaguely guessing what Patriarch Tianfang was thinking, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Wandu City has a population of 800 million, and Mr. Guan... is the only one."

Patriarch Tianfang went a step further and asked again: "How many common people in the mortal world? How many monks? How many foundation builders? How many pulse congealers?"

Shan Zhiyuan sighed in a low voice, unable to say another word.

There are hundreds of millions of people in the mortal world. Those who have spiritual roots and can cultivate Taoism will be selected one in ten thousand; among these cultivators, one in a thousand will be selected for foundation building;To be able to cultivate to a high level of pulse coagulation and to live more than six hundred years is beyond the luxury of ordinary mortals.

Guan Mingshan was born in a noble family and has good qualifications. Looking at the mortal world, there are less than a hundred people who can surpass him.

If the proud son of heaven who stands at the top will only blindly resent Ai and abandon himself to choose the evil way, shouldn't the common people in the world should be enchanted by the whole people and resist the injustice of the sky.

After all, it is - greed is not enough, fate is difficult to understand.

Tianfang Patriarch talked about this time and sighed: "Life is short, fate is determined by fate, you can laugh for a hundred years, and cry for a hundred years. It is suffering or happiness, luck or misfortune, but stick to one heart."

Shan Zhiyuan finally let out a long sigh, feeling depressed, the fog in front of his eyes dissipated, as if a ray of silver light penetrating the sky fell from the sky, bathing his whole body.The reincarnation of life and death, the prosperity and withering of vegetation, spring blossoms and autumn fruits, summer rain and winter snow, change in turn.

Mortal gods, life and death are up to them, the choice is in their hands, the limit of what they can fight is just doing their best.Fate is impermanent, only the way of heaven is constant.

The cause and effect is the truth he wants to pursue.

He finally... found his own "Tao".

Shan Zhiyuan got up from beside Ah Tao, straightened his clothes, and bowed to Tian Fang Patriarch, "Thank you for your teaching, senior, for your kind words, I have benefited a lot."

The old ancestor stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes were peaceful, and he could not conceal his complacency, "I dare not be that."

Shan Zhiyuan said seriously: "The way this junior is looking for is neither killing nor redemption, but the way of cause and effect that governs everything in the dark. We are living beings, doing our best and obeying the destiny. For cause and effect, you can only see through and let go. Only the power of cause and effect is the root of the three realms."

Patriarch Tianfang sighed, "Enlightening the Tao this time is very valuable. Karma and good fortune are permanent, and cannot be moved by external forces. The road ahead is long and difficult, and everything is cherished." The old Taoist whisked the dust lightly, and a cloud of white mist slowly condensed in front of the lotus plate.

The white mist quickly converged into a twelve-prism shape, the color was like white jade, and there were faint flashes of crystal light, and it was another heaven-replenishing stone.

It's just that the aura in this sacred stone is mixed, there is me in you, and you are hidden in me, so I can't tell which one is engraved.

Shan Zhiyuan stuttered unexpectedly, Qiqi Ai Ai said: "This, this is——but, why——"

Patriarch Tianfang said solemnly: "Master Qilin has an agreement with me, and I can only entrust this thing to you when you find the way of your own body."

It was Qilin... It was predicted first, and the fate of the four phases was entrusted to him earlier.

Shan Zhiyuan only felt the corners of his eyes slightly sore, he raised his hand to hold the god stone in his hand.Different from the Kaiyang and Qilin divine stones, the tentacles of this jade white divine stone are extremely smooth and warm, like warm jade.

The old ancestor Tianfang said: "The light of the stars turns into the five elements to nourish the world. But Gouchen only has four elements, and this one is used to make up for the five constants. First take the essence and blood of your heart and refine it into a magic weapon of natal life. Build a connection between the gods. Then refine it together with the four-phase god stone, if—" Tianfang Patriarch coughed vaguely, and continued: "The four gods can be recalled."

Listening to his evasive words, Shan Zhiyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to himself: "If the fate should not be terminated, then Gou Chen can be recalled; if the fate should be terminated, so what?"

Ancestor Tianfang's eyes dodged, but he couldn't resist the young man's stare, so he could only say: "If the fate is over...it will disappear naturally. There are four new gods born in the starlight, each performing their own duties, and the order will definitely not be disrupted."

Shan Zhiyuan closed his eyes to suppress the tears welling up.It turns out that the deep meaning of Qilin's move is not to find a safe way to restrain the splitting of the four phases, but to Shan Zhiyuan to understand his own way and stick to his heart.

At such a critical moment, Qilin still considers him, regardless of himself.

Seeing his pale face and trembling fingertips, Tian Fang couldn't help but sighed, "How can a man be without tears? If you want to... in this sanctuary... after all, no one will be able to spy on you."

But Shan Zhiyuan suppressed the fishy sweetness in his throat, and just now he smiled and said: "Gou Chen, Qilin, Taiyu, Kaiyang, the four phases have taken back two, now there is no leisure to hurt the spring and autumn. I shall bid farewell."

He turned his head and called, "梼杌."

A Tao was stunned for a moment, turned her ears a little, and then came to her senses, hurriedly stood up from the grass, lightly jumped and landed beside Shan Zhiyuan, wrapping her tail around her master's wrist to please her.

Shan Zhiyuan gently stroked A Tao's ears, and said softly: "Gou Chen gave you the name Wuwu, don't forget it."

A Tao tried to raise her head, pretending to be arrogant.

Shan Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing, rubbed the top of his head again, said goodbye to Patriarch Tianfang, and returned to the mortal world.

Perhaps it was too easy to get the first three sacred stones, but in the long years since then, the two sacred stones of Gou Chen and Tai Yu have not been found.

Shan Zhiyuan was not discouraged, he practiced assiduously and traveled around the world at the same time.

With a flick of a finger, the mulberry field has turned into a sea, and a hundred years have passed before you know it.

In the world of comprehension, a hundred years is neither long nor short, but it is enough for a Golden Core cultivator to advance to a higher realm.Shan Zhiyuan has now reached the pinnacle of Jindan, and his half-step Nascent Soul cultivation is enough to stand out from the crowd.

The True Immortal Sect is also among the second-rate sects, with thousands of disciples.With Qihui Valley as the center, mountains and plains stretching for thousands of miles, all belong to the realm of the True Immortal Sect.

The Sword Saint Sect has always had few disciples, so Yu Sen attached himself to the True Immortal Sect with peace of mind and became a free and unrestrained swordsman. From time to time, he would give advice to all the disciples, just waiting for when to pick someone with excellent aptitude to inherit the mantle.

Hu Mancang got his wish, not only became one of the first-class chambers of commerce, but also annexed all the Qiankun Pavilions that kicked him out in the past.Hu Mancang replaced the Qiankun Pavilion's general meeting in Qunxianfang with the plaque of Zhenxian Pavilion.

The strength of the True Immortal Sect has greatly increased, with disciples of Juggernauts sitting outside and well-run chambers of commerce supporting it, it is the rising star of the sect after the catastrophe in the mortal world.

Even the group of lawless spirit monkeys who are used to stealing, raping and playing tricks live and work in peace and contentment in Qihui Valley and thrive.

The True Immortal Sect took in Guanshi Feng 60 years ago. This person was originally a disciple of the outer sect of Linghua Palace.Later, he was attacked by a monster during an adventure in a secret realm. Although he escaped by chance, his dantian was completely destroyed, making him a useless person.

Since the Immortal Path was cut off, and there were so many disciples in the outer sect of Linghua Palace, they would not be raising such a waste, so they expelled him from the sect.Fortunately, Yue Zhong missed the old love, and after finding out about it, he hired him as a steward, and his original intention was to do a good deed to support his old friend.

Unexpectedly, Guanshi Feng got along very happily with the group of spirit monkeys. He came and went, and trained these escaped spirit monkeys into a group of monkey servants for more than ten years, serving tea and water, cleaning the courtyard, collecting spirit grass, and cultivating spirit fields , everything is done with ease, which is a spectacle in the True Immortal School.

Those little monsters in the valley and all the disciples were nourished by the spiritual energy, and followed King A Tao wholeheartedly, practicing diligently, it was also quite fruitful.Both the raccoon and the monkey king who had practiced the transformation technique achieved true fruition ten years ago, turned into human bodies, and were accepted by Yue Zhong as the eighth and 59th closed disciples.

Humans and demons live in the same family, and in the mortal world that has been plagued by demons, there are people who criticize and criticize them.However, the rules of the True Immortal School are strict, and all the disciples are of good character, and they are not afraid of others' opinions.

What's more, in the past hundred years, the Qifu City has declined, and the Wandu City has become more factional. It has changed hands many times, and its vitality has already been severely damaged.The rest of the sects are full of rookies, and the True Immortal Sect should never be underestimated.

All in all, except for the fact that Gou Chen Taiyu disappeared, and the fact that Sanshan Temple was still hostile to the Zhenxian faction everywhere, everything else went smoothly.

Shan Zhiyuan has been alone all year round, traveling all over the world with only A Tao.And by coincidence, he obtained a lot of treasures and elixir, he only picked what he could use and kept, and returned the rest to his teacher.

He got a map a year ago, and after searching, he came to a secret place called Qingming Ancient Land.

That secret place is located in the depths of Luoxian Swamp.The poisonous gas in the swamp is raging, and even the immortals will fall here, so it is called the fallen immortal.The area of ​​the swamp is more than [-] li, and the green and poisonous mist is like a green yarn, covering the air.

Shan Zhiyuan put A Tao in the animal control bag, holding the eight-treasure glazed green umbrella to ward off poison, and fled to the depths of the swamp with a flying sword across the sky.

Ever since he traveled around the world, he has developed a habit of performing geomancy, moving slowly, and searching every inch of land in the mortal world.

Instead, he was told to find countless treasures and spirit beasts, and even three pieces of the Heaven-Mending Divine Stone that had never seen the light of day.He put them into the treasury one by one, in case of emergencies.

At this time, he was also walking slowly over the swamp, and the green mist was lingering under his feet, so thick that he could not see things, and if his spiritual consciousness penetrated, it would be damaged.

Only the art of geomancy penetrates the world and is not disturbed by poisonous fog.

Over the years in this swamp, countless birds and beasts and explorers have been buried, with many bones and magic weapons.It's just that it has been eroded by toxins and can no longer be used.

There are also some rare poisonous weeds growing in the swamp, under the unfathomable swamp, there are poisonous snakes and demon fish swimming.

Shan Zhiyuan only swept away in a hurry, and didn't stay until he reached the center of the swamp. The blue mist lightened, revealing the muddy pool below. A bottomless pit with no idea where it leads.

This is the entrance to Qingming Ancient Land.

Kanyu art is jointly constructed by the five elements and non-attribute spiritual power. It has never encountered obstacles in the Three Realms. At this time, it is also easy to dig into the mud and find countless monster snakes lurking in the mud waiting for an opportunity.The body of the snake, more than a foot thick, with black and brown snake patterns, was wrapped in the highly poisonous mud, but it did not reveal any evil spirit or vitality.

Shan Zhiyuan sneered, only opened the sword area, took the water-proof pearl and wore it on his waist, summoned the dragon's teeth, and then his body transformed into a ray of black gold sword light, and went straight to the bottom of the cave.

The mud at the bottom of the cave was firmly imprisoned by an invisible force, forming a long tunnel. Numerous huge bubbles bulged from the mud wall of the cylindrical tunnel, and black snakes swished out of the bubbles. They opened their fangs and spewed black air, but they couldn't even reach the distance. Before it was close, it was chopped into several sections immediately, the black blood was turbid and splashed, and sank into the mud again.

Shan Zhiyuan's body was running like lightning, and he passed through the tunnel. When the top of his head suddenly lit up, he felt fresh spiritual energy blowing towards his face, and he had already entered the ancient land of Qingming.

At this time, at one end of the Luoxian Swamp, countless black and red dots appeared on the surface of the swamp, gradually expanding into shocking blood spots.

A group of monks in yellow-brown gowns were fully armed, standing above the swamp with cold faces.

The headed monk's face was like a crown of jade, and his spiritual pressure was imposing, with a blushing vertical line between his brows, which made his face charming, but his smile was murderous, and he was looking at the bloody water seeping through.

The disciples behind him were furious, and said one after another: "Who dares to snatch the secret treasure of my Three Mountains Temple!" These monks clearly have not even entered the secret realm, but they already regard this place as their own.