The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

The wind stopped.

The moment the umbrella moved up, the aura of heaven and earth seemed to stop in an instant.

Time stands still.

The sky and the earth are like a painting of ink and wash, and the long and endless river is the river of forgetfulness in the heavens, and the people rushing by the river are rushing to the poles of life and death.

There was only one person going against the current, going in the opposite direction of the crowd.

The man was holding an umbrella, and the gorgeous red dress seemed to be soaked in the blood-colored curse of the dead in the steam of the Forgotten River rushing against the embankment.

One glance will be contaminated with cause and effect, and the demons will eclipse the spirit.

The face under the umbrella was extremely pale in color with ice and snow, and his brows were pure and holy.

It's like Utan who just sits and forgets in front of the Buddha in the snowy area of ​​Lingshan.

The moment the tan is born, the holy pole will be saved.

Hear the wails of passers-by who are constantly coming and going, chaotic and confused, crying and laughing, clinging or crazy.

Zen thoughts move.

Opening his eyes, facing the water, he caught a glimpse of the anger and ignorance of all beings in the river.

A pair of emerald-colored eyes, with gentleness and coldness in the eyes, careless as the epiphyllum is about to fade, polluted by the seven emotions and six desires of the world.

The footsteps stopped, and the wind chimes along the umbrella swayed to a stop.

The last ethereal collision, boom.

The aura of heaven and earth cleared, and the ink and wash scrolls dispersed.

Everyone instantly woke up, feeling sober.

Looking in amazement at the person in front of him who was not an illusion but a real person in front of him, he suddenly realized that they had been holding their breath since just now, as if they had suddenly poured down a jar of strong wine that had lasted for ten thousand years, their eyes were full of haze, and they kept breathing heavily as if they were suffocating.

It's never been heard that such a person exists in the world, who can make people drunk and fall into demons with just one look.

The red clothes are dark and colorful, and the muscles and bones are cold and clear.

The ultimate beauty, the ultimate purity and holiness, the contradictions co-exist in one person.

Qing Ming stared at him intently.

Fang Fei's cold eyes also looked at them quietly, as if he didn't see anything, and his voice was light and emotionless: "Do you mind adding another one?"

After a while, everyone realized what he was talking about.

"Is this person also here to compete for Bi Luoshan's qualifications to select disciples?"

"Then, he is from our Luoyue Villa?"

"Who?"

"Which one of you came earlier, where did such a person appear among the disciples of Luoyue Villa?"

It's unbelievable, if such a person had appeared before, how could no one remember it?

Feng Buyu said: "Only the disciples of Luoyue Mountain Villa are eligible to participate. If other people want to enter Biluo Mountain, Yu Luo Xiaotai sent an invitation letter to all the qualified sects in Shibatian City. Whoever wins the invitation letter in their hands will be qualified to participate in the selection of Yu Luoxiao Terrace together with the disciples of Yu Luoxiao Terrace. If you are interested, you may wish to go and have a try."

This well-known mad dog under Yuli's family has always been arrogant and arrogant. No one has ever thought that he would have such patience, even he himself did not expect that one day he would speak such a long word so calmly, without any manic violence.

The person waited quietly for him to finish speaking, and said softly: "I am a disciple of Luoyue Villa."

"..."

There was an uproar, but was pushed to the surface of the water again, all thoughts were fluctuating in the dark, and not a single hustle and bustle came out of the water.

Qing Ming looked at him without blinking, and almost paused every word: "Who are you?"

The sound seemed to be suppressed by something, exhausted all its strength, so that it was almost silent in the end.

"I am, Ye Tan."

The world seemed to be submerged at the bottom of the deep sea, the sea of ​​consciousness was surging like a tsunami, but the endless spiritual pressure kept everything motionless, unable to do anything, only standing there, blank, standing there with nothing to do.

He said his name was Ye Tan.

"...Yetan? Who is Yetan?"

Ye Tan?Who is Ye Tan?

...Qingming, I heard that the Zhenyu Dynasty sent their prince here... That prince was born with a strange personality, with snow hair and red clothes...Three years old established a foundation and seven years old formed a pill, and now he has begun to attack the cultivation of the gods... That person Must be strong, can we win?

……what is his name?

...Zi Sang...Ye...Tan...

Countless images flashed across Qingming's mind, shattered by the turbulent sea undercurrent.

The red umbrella, the frosty white hair, the solemn and solemn red dress like a curse, the cold and quiet eyes of Fei raised gently, and looked over them to the back of the crowd.

Qing Ming looked back, time seemed to have been distorted and tampered countless times, cut and pieced together.

The scene 900 years ago overlapped with reality.

Qing Ming from 900 years ago and Qing Ming at this moment turned their heads together and saw the same scene. The only thing that those emerald cold eyes saw was a black figure that seemed to be familiar to him, hidden in the crowd.

"... Yetan? Is there such a name among the disciples of Yu Luo Xiaotai?"

Feng Buyu's voice seemed to be separated from the sea.

"...Yes. There are such names among Yu Luo Xiaotai's disciples."

"……who is it?"

Qing Ming's heart stopped beating.

The world is silent.

Only the lips of the speaker were silently opened and closed.

——"Master Shixuan once read the name of Zhao Ye's attendant, Ye Tan."

Master Shixuan once... read for Zhao Ye's attendant...

... "Why do you want to do this?" That name means a lot to Yunxie, why give it to a fool?

... "A child I know also has red hair and snow hair, so I came up with this name."

The sea receded.

Everyone was stunned there.

"The waiter next to Zhao Ye is not a..." Fool?

Some of Yu Luo Xiaotai's disciples have been sent away over the years.

Zhao Ye retreated in the first year, and was almost forgotten by everyone in ten years.

The new disciples were curious about the old affairs of the inner sect. After introducing everyone, someone would mention in a narrow and mysterious way that there is a great beauty in Luoyue Villa.

Later, it became rumored that there was a waiter in the inner sect who was the number one beauty in Luoyue Tiancheng.

"So he is what the brothers said... Luoyue Tiancheng's number one beauty!"

The insider stood there in a daze.

— A lie told for ten years has become true.

The person holding the red umbrella looked calm: "Can I participate now?"

Feng Buyu nodded: "Elder Yuli just made the rules before leaving. If there are still people who want to participate in the selection of Biluoshan, they only need to fight with these forty people, and the winner will be qualified..."

"Wait a minute." Qing Ming suddenly said, "It's not fair for these forty people to fight you immediately after finishing this fight with Zhao Ye."

Feng Buyu looked at Qingming: "If it's not fair, is it fair to fight one out of forty? Since Elder Yuli didn't say anything to stop Elder Yuli when he made the rules, this is the rule set. If the elder thinks it's inappropriate , you can postpone the game and give them rest time."

Raising the red umbrella, Fei's cold eyes met Qing Ming's, and his voice was soft: "What do you think is fair?"

Qing Ming looked at him for a moment: "I will fight with you."

Feng Buyu sneered.

It is indeed not unfair for a Mahayana period to fight with a junior who has only practiced for more than ten years, it is called obvious bullying.

The surrounding disciples were also in an uproar.

Elder Qingming has always been calm, and he is considered the most prestigious among the nine servants. Everyone can't believe that he would deliberately make things difficult for others.

This should be something that Feng Buyu would only do.

Qing Ming said lightly: "If you dare to take my slap, no matter whether you win or lose, I will count you as qualified to participate in the Biluoshan selection."

Feng Buyu sneered again: "If I pick it up, I'm afraid I'll die."

Ye Tan looked at the old man quietly: "Please."

Feng Buchang changed color.

Don't wait for others to react.

Qingming's gray-white figure was like fog, and spiritual pressure instantly enveloped the world, isolating the battlefield.

The person in sight has disappeared.

The next moment, the red umbrella appeared behind him.

The gray-white Reiatsu is like a cluster of white bones holding the handle of the umbrella there.

Qing Ming looked at that bright and pure face.

900 years ago at the foot of Biluo Mountain, the master of Yu Luoxiao Terrace selected his disciples. The prince of the Zhenyu Dynasty arrived late, holding a red umbrella, his emerald-colored eyes were like ancient jade soaked in well water, as illusory and clear as the moonlight Be quiet, and sweep in front of them: "If you don't mind, add one more person."

The red umbrella turned lightly, and the indestructible white bones were bounced away in an instant.

Yetan and Hongsan flew back together, stopped in the air, and said calmly, "One palm, it's over."

Qingming's eyes stood still like a mountain: "Who are you? What does the disappeared Zhenyu Dynasty have to do with you?"

Ye Tan raised his head slightly, his eyes were empty, he looked at the distance aimlessly, and sighed silently.

The little panda on the umbrella shook his head: [I told you to change your appearance, if you don't listen, you must have been recognized. 】

The battle situation on the martial arts arena reached the most critical moment, the remaining people formed a sword array, and the young men surrounded by the middle inserted their long knives into the martial arts arena.

The battle ended, the spirit pressure that isolated the martial arts stage disappeared, and the young man in black on the stage looked up.

Ye Tan slightly bent his eyes, the moonlight scattered in the sea of ​​eternal night, the desolate and fragile tenderness blossomed into flowers under the ice and snow.

He said: "I died 900 years ago, the descendant of the holy prince of the Zhenyu Dynasty."

The way of heaven has successors, the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai has successors, and every sect and sect in the world has successors.

Of course, the prince of the Zhenyu Dynasty can also have successors.

"The Holy Prince of the Jade Dynasty, who is that?"

Ye Tan looked at Qing Ming, his eyes were low and calm, and he said softly, "What did Elder Qing Ming say?"

Qing Ming's expression has returned to his usual calmness: "The late Holy Prince of the Zhenyu Dynasty was once the chief disciple of Yu Luo Xiaotai, and a fellow disciple of Yu Li and me."

Ye Tan said softly: "Is his descendant eligible to participate in the selection of Biluo Mountain?"

Feng Buyu looked at Qingming, Qingming nodded.

……

In the 36 Heavenly City of Cultivation Realm, Yu Luo Xiao Terrace is at the highest place.

The highest mountain is called Biluo Mountain.

Bi Luo Zhe means the first sky in the East Pole.

As the name suggests, Biluo Mountain is the easternmost part of the continent of the cultivation world.

Beyond the Biluo Mountain is the end of the mainland, and below the ten thousand feet is the boundless and bottomless realm of hell.

After a lapse of 1000 years, Yu Luo Xiaotai accepted apprentices for the second time.

The news has already spread throughout the comprehension continent.

Countless people robbed the invitation letter distributed by Yu Luo Xiaotai, and the price of an invitation letter in the underground auction market was so high that there was no market for it.

Yu Luo Xiaotai has restrictions on the age of his disciples, but it doesn't prevent many people from thinking wrong.

Countless people buried their bones on the way to Biluo Mountain, and countless people experienced adventures on the way.

Compared with the news of Yu Luo Xiaotai's acceptance of disciples, the news of the collapse of the heavenly ranks is insignificant.

But why did the sky steps collapse?

The heavenly rank is formed by the obsession of countless monks to ascend before death.

After 4000 years, why did the Tianjie, which was not shaken even by the demise of the Zhenyu Dynasty, suddenly collapsed now?

What did someone do?Or does it mean heaven?

Yu Li doesn't care about the survival of Tian Tier, but he doesn't allow anything beyond his control.

The investigation was fruitless, he wanted his subordinates to continue the investigation, and went to Biluo Mountain by himself, after all, the matter of recruiting disciples in Yu Luo Xiaotai is more important.

But Qing Ming also came.

Qingming said lightly: "The Zhenyu Dynasty was extinct in the past, because the Zisang royal family tried to use the aura of heaven and earth to transform it into puppets, inheriting their careers to replace their lives, and tampering with the fate of karma. Today, the collapse of the heavens may also be because those people have used the aura of heaven and earth to create puppets. Playing with life and death."

Yuli expressionless: "You mean, the collapse of the heavenly steps means the way of heaven?"

Qing Ming didn't look at him, but stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance: "Whether it is true or not, let's see if the second heavenly ladder will collapse, and how it will collapse, we will know."

The two don't believe each other, and the matter involves the Dao of Heaven, so Yuli decides not to return to Biluo Mountain for the time being.

……

Bi Luoshan's selection has already begun.

"Anyone who holds the invitation letter of Yu Luo Xiaotai and goes to the foot of Biluo Mountain can know the content of the assessment."

"The top ten who are the first to reach Biluo Mountain are the disciples selected this time."

Ye Tan is no stranger, he experienced the selection 1000 years ago in the gate of cause and effect.

It can't be said that there is no difference from this time, it can only be said that it is exactly the same.

In addition to selecting disciples every year, the major sects in the cultivation world also have a way of seeking immortality that is open to everyone.

The most well-known and most widely used is Dengxianjie.

Different from the heavenly ranks of the Tongtian Great Formation, the ascending immortal ranks of the major sects are just a mountain road full of illusions, which can screen out most people with impure thoughts, weak wills, and no understanding.

Yu Luo Xiaotai's method of selecting disciples is, in the final analysis, a step to ascend to immortality, but it is a step to ascend to immortality that is countless times stronger and more dangerous.

Under the blue mountain, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds.

There is an unremarkable cable bridge between the mountain and Biluo Tiancheng.

Daotong, who was waiting here in front of the cable bridge, raised his hand and saluted: "Guests, please hold the invitation letter and pass through the cable bridge behind us, and then you can enter the examination questions for this selection."

"Xiao Xianchang, where is behind this cable bridge?"

The childish and cute boy replied with a straight face: "The road to hell outside Biluo Mountain, the place where the cable bridge leads is the border between the world and hell."

Everyone knows that the underworld collapsed 800 years ago, and the cycle of reincarnation can no longer be repeated. Now there is only curse and death in the nether world, and his expression can't help but change.

Daotong continued: "After the guest enters, there will be many tests. If you feel that you can't pass it, you can give up at any time, and then you can send it out. However, the way of hell is changing rapidly. If you want to give up, please do it as soon as possible, otherwise the transmission may not be timely. life."

Those who can come here, all have experienced a narrow escape, and who will give up if they don't experience it for themselves.

It has been more than half a month since the first person entered hell, and on this day, two more people came down the mountain.

A young man dressed in black was handsome and dignified.

One is wearing a red dress and holding a red umbrella.

They didn't ask the monks what they asked, and walked over with their heads lightly.

Xiao Daotong, who combed his bun, tilted his head strangely.

Another Taoist boy asked her, "What's wrong?"

"I seem to have seen these two people before."

These two Taoist boys are not real people, but two stone-carved white cranes in front of the cable bridge in human form.

"Have you seen it? When?"

"When the disciples were collected last time, they also came, and they were the last ones."

The boy was even more confused: "Last time? Wasn't it the masters of Yu Luo Xiaotai, they also practiced their kung fu again like Master Xuan Ye?"

They saw Master Xuan Ye some time ago and asked them to keep it a secret.

"It seems so."

"Then let's keep these two secrets."

The two little stone cranes nodded cutely.

……

Escape, escape with all your strength!

However, where should I escape?

Reason told Chu Hongyue that she was participating in the selection of Yu Luo Xiaotai's disciples.

But the consciousness on the verge of collapse told her another answer over and over again: this is the real world.

Chu Hongyue has never been so desperate: "This is a dream, it is a dream."

When did the dream start?

She remembered that she met Xingfeng of Yu Luo Xiaotai on the way back to recruit disciples. Feng Buyu, the master of Xingfengfeng, told her that because she helped her fiancé Chen Ruozhu, she caused disaster for the sect. Chen Ruozhu Take Yu Luoxiao to level their mountain gate.

With the help of Zhao Ye, she killed Chen Ruozhu, and was appreciated by Feng Buyu, and all the disciples of Yidao Sect were brought into Luoyue Villa.

She became an inner disciple, and practiced in the Monster Beast Forest for ten years. After ten years, she went to Biluo Mountain to participate in the selection of disciples.

After a narrow escape, she managed to stay in Biluo Mountain.

After thousands of years of practice, she was chosen as the successor by the way of heaven.

[From now on, you will be the law enforcer of the law of heaven, follow the orders of the heavenly book, and maintain the order of the heaven and the earth.All the names that appear in the heavenly scriptures are all criminals who will be killed without mercy. 】

She killed many people, and those people in the beginning were all evildoers.

But at some point, some strange names began to appear in the heavenly book.

Pei Ying, Fifth Xia, Wu Pianxian, Zhao Ye... Chu Yi!

Who is Pei Ying?Who is the fifth summer?Who is Wu Pianxian?

A familiar yet unfamiliar face flashed in front of her eyes, yes, it was her former fellow student.

Chu Yi...is her father!

Chu Hongyue couldn't do anything.

"There must be something wrong! Impossible!"

She kept flipping through the heavenly book, but saw her own name on the last page of the book: Chu Hongyue.

Surprised and frightened, Chu Hongyue slashed through the heavenly book.

Thunder rumbled, heaven and earth collapsed, and the sun and the moon crashed.

The whole world has changed, there is no day and night, and it is barren.

Countless invisible enemies were chasing after her, and the unknown danger forced her to run away.

She escaped through 36 celestial cities, and each celestial city was a group of demons and monsters who had lost their sanity, as if there were no living people in the world.

Everything is killing her.

"Where did the nightmare start?"

Pei Ying, Fifth Xia, Wu Pianxian, Zhao Ye...the names in the heavenly book!

Chu Hongyue's precarious sanity managed to maintain her composure, yes, the names in the heavenly book, she must find these people, these people must know something.

……

There are no companions in hell, even if they come together, they will disperse one by one after entering.

Just like the road to ascension, it has always been a lonely road.

What are the tests in hell?

800 years ago in the Gate of Karma, Ye Tan participated in the Biluoshan selection once, but he no longer remembers it.

It seems that after going out, the memory about the inside disappears.

I just remember that I vaguely escaped as much as possible under the pursuit of a group of invincible opponents, and the first ten people who escaped first were the winners.

Although He does not remember the past experience of being in, He knows how to get out.

Holding the red umbrella, Ye Tan walked forward without hurrying.

The mountains were so foggy that I couldn't see anything but the road under my feet.

I don't know when it was turned on, and footsteps came from the front.

Ye Tan didn't stop, the sound of footsteps was very familiar, getting closer.

Then, he saw a familiar figure.

The young man walking from the end of the mountain road had a handsome and calm face, with few desires and indifference, watching Him quietly.

Ye Tan walked towards him.

Meet each other, and soon face to face.

However, Ye Tan's footsteps didn't stop, he held the red umbrella, his eyes were quiet and empty, looking into the distance, and he didn't even stay on the other person's face for a moment.

The little panda on the umbrella looked back.

That son, Sang Junyan, stopped and looked back.

The perfect and stern face gradually became cold and pale, and became less and less human, until it became a terrifying monster that did not resemble a corpse or even a human.

The little panda groaned in fear, and threw itself into Yetan's arms: [It's so scary! 】

Ye Tan walked unhurriedly.

The monster quickly chased him, and the white branch depicted on the red umbrella suddenly spread its branches and waved them towards the monster.

The slender branches continue to grow upwards, looking from a distance, it is like a tree suddenly growing into the sky between the sky and the earth.

It wasn't until the monster was torn to pieces that the white branches retracted again.

It's like instantly changing from a tyrannical and cruel giant back to a shy girl like Ruoliu Fufeng.

Along the way, the people walking on that road became more and more like Zisang Junyan.

Sometimes even injured, with a pale and handsome face bleeding from the corner of his mouth, quietly and tenderly watching Ye Tan, and stretching out his hand to him.

But Ye Tan never glanced at it, nor did he stop.

A faint smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips.

【why are you laughing?Shouldn't you be angry? 】The little panda was really scared, and felt that he would not dare to look directly at his master for a while in the future.

Ye Tan Fei's cold eyes were covered with cool water mist, as if he was depressed and empty, but he said softly, "There is nothing else."

【Well, isn't that scary enough?What else do you want to see?One, not a group of blackened red pandas? 】

Ye Tan's voice was light and agile: "They also know what I like the most."

【…】

The red panda is slightly bitter, really, isn't there a single red panda?

It broke away from Yetan's embrace sullenly, and silently climbed back onto the umbrella.

So angry, Ye Tan, I don’t love it at all, not at all.

Then it froze there.

On the red umbrella, another little panda leaned on the umbrella, opened its small blood-red eyes, and had jagged teeth: Ha.

Well, there is still a little love.

In the mist, countless giant trees with pale branches grew out, spreading crazily outward.

Ye Tan's eyes are slightly curved, cool and gentle,

It should have been slower, but now, He sped up the process.

I want to know what Zisang Junyan saw there.

Wondering now.

Pale, translucent branches filled the world, rumbling apart everything.