The Buddha looked down at him with lowered eyebrows, but did not respond.

The big golden palm waved down, and strong winds rolled up from all directions.Oncoming is a big mountain, Sun Monkey was crushed under this mountain in the past.

Ling Zhao fought the enemy with his sword, and Han Guang followed him closely, extremely worried.The three Zhuxian swords resisted the huge power of Wuzhi Mountain, but when they looked down, they couldn't see Tianhe.

"We are already in this mountain." Han Guang said calmly.

He laughed, and said: "Don't worry, watch me poke his hand into a hundred thousand holes." With a wave of his hand, the Zhuxian Sword stabbed down, but only a small crack appeared on Wuzhi Mountain.

Ling Zhao looked up, but there were no bright stars, and the deep sky seemed to be just a person's pupil, looking at him playfully.

Faintly, he heard a voice, deep and magnetic, calling him to go back: "Come back, go back to the west, this is the pure land..."

Han Guang also heard this voice. She was worried that Ling Zhao would become a bald cat after being lost, so she looked back and saw that his eyes were particularly clear.

He sneered at this: "I have my own teacher, why should I cultivate your way?"

He refused to submit, nor did he want to surrender.Ling Zhao jumped into the air and stabbed at Tian Tian's eyes.

Five fingers danced, and the flat ground began to shake and shake.Ling Zhao split his five fingers with all his strength, but he himself was backlashed by the force, and his face turned pale.

Han Guang looked up at him, and suddenly said: "Where is the sword formation we got from the Chaya cave in the past?"

"I'm here." Ling Zhao's eyes changed slightly, and he said anxiously, "No."

He reached out to grab the cold light, but she backed away like a feather.She said softly: "It's a dilemma—why don't I help you." After all, this is the only way for her to break the blood relationship with the Chu family.

The Absolute Immortal Sword slashed across, slashing the flesh and returning to the body, the sword spirit and the sword finally merged into one.

The four swords of Zhu Xian reappeared in the world, Ling Zhao held back his grief, and took out the sword array from his arms.In the past, he only got the Four Swords of Zhu Xian and was unable to fully exert its power, but now it is different.

The four swords guard the four directions in the southeast, northwest, reappearing the first killing formation in the prehistoric era.

Wuzhi Mountain began to collapse, the Buddha withdrew his hand, and the Milky Way and the starry sky reappeared in front of his eyes.No one can compete with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Buddha should know best.

Ling Zhao stood alone in the center of the sword array, smiled sadly, and said, "Who dares to come again?"

No one to fight.

If a saint is not born, no one can work together to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation.Tianhe returned to calm, and the gods and Buddhas retreated, leaving him alone.

Ling Zhao put away the sword array and walked to the Juexian Sword.

He tapped lightly, a blue smoke rose, and the sword spirit of Juexianjian escaped.She is covered with cold air, although she is as beautiful as a peach or plum, her expression is as cold as ice, which is not at all the same as Han Guang's appearance.

"What, looking for revenge?" Jian Ling said sharply, "You kitty!"

Ling Zhao: "..."

He said sadly: "I won't seek revenge anymore, Han..." He paused, and said: "Juexian."

He returned to Dongting Lake.

Although the sword spirit of Juexianjian didn't like him, Jian had to bow his head under the eaves and reluctantly followed him.

In the past, he was able to stab Ling Zhao with a sword because he took advantage of the time when he was crossing the catastrophe. Normally, sword spirits do not have this ability.

"Speaking of which," Ling Zhao glanced at her with complicated emotions, "Why did you kill me?" If Jue Xianjian hadn't defected, the subsequent events would not have happened.

"Hmph, kitty." Sword Spirit sneered, "You are just a little disciple of the Lord, and you are worthy of having us?"

Ling Zhao couldn't help reminding her: "Don't forget, on the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the person holding you is a disciple of Chanjiao."

"I've already killed him." The sword spirit said disdainfully: "Be careful, I will still find another chance."

Ling Zhao sighed silently, obviously they were the same soul, but they behaved like two people.He has already asked the land for the way, and it is said that Qingshi and his wife are temporarily living in a dwelling not far in front.

The lakeside scenery in early spring is pleasant, the willows are green, the grass grows and the warblers fly.Ling Zhao didn't care to look at the beautiful scenery, but heard a group of children mocking an old man with nursery rhymes.

The child's voice was crisp and sweet: "Old crazy man, pretending to be a fairy. Can't fly, can't change. Don't support a family, don't make money!"

On the noisy street, Qingshi was wearing a dirty cassock, holding a 'whisk' made of bristlegrass in his hand, and staggered on Tiangang steps.When a child ran past him with a smile on his face and pulled him, Qingshi would shout angrily: "Where is the yellow scarf warrior! Hurry up and catch the evildoer!"

He was completely insane.

Ling Zhao watched silently, and after a while, Shan Gu hurried over in a commoner dress.She helped Qingshi up with good words, and the moment she looked up, she saw Ling Zhao.

Shan Gu trembled all over, she shielded the blue stone behind her in fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Ling, Master Ling..."

"Don't panic, I won't kill you." Ling Zhao walked over and glanced at her: "Where do you live?"

"Just, right in front..." Shan Gu supported Qingshi and said in a low voice, "Go home, the Heavenly Emperor sent someone to see you."

"Oh!" Qingshi was shocked, and immediately shook off Shangu's hand, straightened his clothes, and walked forward.

Shan Gu looked embarrassed and desolate, and when she reached a small courtyard, she pushed open the gate.There are only three low-rise bungalows in the yard, and a few chickens are scattered around.

"Please take a seat." Shan Gu comforted Qing Shi and served Ling Zhao tea.She quietly glanced at the woman behind Ling Zhao, although she was curious, she didn't ask any further questions.

She didn't know why Ling Zhao came here, but she had something on her mind, and she couldn't help complaining to him: "We were indeed wrong when we betrayed your lord in the past, and now we have received retribution...Senior brother, he wanted to be a god, so he forgot After you left that day, before he lost his sanity, he yelled a word. He said that the descendants of the Chu family are not allowed to practice Taoism, and if they touch Taoism, they will die young!"

Ling Zhao's eyes changed slightly, and he said lightly, "Oh?"

"I really didn't expect that he would curse his own child." Shan Gu smiled wryly, "Thanks to my lord for not killing us, now we are just ordinary people living our lives quietly."

"Not only will I not kill you, but I will also give you a sum of money so that you can spend the rest of your life in peace." Ling Zhao smiled slightly: "However, I want you to move to Jinhua, as a respected person Start a new life, and compile a family tree with Chu Xingde as the starting point."

Shan Gu was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

Ling Zhao smiled faintly, stood up and said, "Your descendants will know that their ancestor Chu Xingde was once a well-known magician who was loved by all people, and later because he offended the great demon, the descendants will be cursed." Immortals are immortal, curses are immortal..."

His voice disappeared outside the door, and Qingshi knelt down in the distance: "My lord, I respectfully send you off!"

……

Montenegro is full of peach blossoms, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

As Ling Zhao went up the stairs, Jian Ling was a little surprised when he saw the changes in Montenegro.In my memory, this is a lifeless mountain. There are only gloomy old demons and cunning boys in the mountain.

Xiaoqian saw him from afar, and said pleasantly, "Master Ling! You are finally back, this time—" She looked back anxiously, but she didn't see that familiar figure.

On the contrary, Ling Zhao was followed by a strange and indifferent woman, looking at the Taoist temple.

"Where's the temple master?" She suddenly lost her temper.

"I will be your temple master from now on." Ling Zhao said lightly.

Xiaoqian couldn't accept this reality, she called out, pointed at the sword spirit and said, "Speak clearly! Who is this, and what have you done to the temple master? Lao Mi, Ming Su, come out!"

Ming Su and Mi Buyun both ran out, just as angry as Xiaoqian, surrounding Ling Zhao to denounce him for his crime of falling in love with one another.Ming Su was even more annoyed, and vented his anger on Sword Spirit, pointing at her and saying: "Go away, this is not the place you should come to!"

Sword Spirit's temper was very strong, she drew out her sword and put it on Ming Su's neck.

"Isn't this the Guanzhu's sword?" Ming Su exclaimed.

"Little kitten." Sword Spirit said coldly, "You'd better explain clearly what's going on."

Ling Zhao said, "I already told you on the way."

"Heh," Jian Ling sneered, "You said that I was the temple master here after reincarnation, but what does that have to do with me?"

"So now I am the master of the temple." Ling Zhao stretched out his hand, a white light flashed, and the sword spirit reluctantly returned to the Absolute Immortal Sword, and he held the hilt.

He looked up at the stunned crowd, and said calmly: "Your temple master has lost his memory. Wait a little longer."

Mi Buyun couldn't believe it: "How long will it take?"

"Probably, a long time."

15 years later.

The snow in Montenegro has just melted, the wind is howling, the gates of Taoist temples are closed, and there are no pilgrims.A young man wrapped in a thick cotton coat, despite the severe cold, went up the mountain against the wind.

He anxiously knocked on the mountain gate, and waited for someone to open the door before rushing in: "I want to see Guanzhu Ling! My mother is having a difficult delivery!"

Mi Buyun couldn't help but think in his heart, it's so fucking evil, what to do with Ling Pangmao if he has a difficult delivery, and he can't deliver the baby.

The young man hurried into the Taoist temple, and after a while, Ling Zhao took him away in Tudun.They arrived in a small town outside Jinhua City and entered a high-rise compound.

A woman's shrill cry could be heard at the gate of the courtyard. The white-headed Chu Xingde stood guard in front of the room, constantly muttering: "God bless you, the Lord of the Earth is showing his spirit..."

Two children were also waiting with their father. When they saw the young man coming back, their eyes lit up: "Brother! Master Ling! You are back!"

Ling Zhao glanced at them and nodded slightly.He didn't enter the delivery room either, but walked to the door and waved a red light.The woman's cry gradually weakened, and after a while, the loud cry of a baby sounded in the room.

The midwife came out to announce the good news: "Congratulations to Mr. Chu for having a precious son!"

The whole family was overjoyed. After thanking Ling Zhao, they hurried in to see Aunt Shan and her son.Ling Zhao left indifferently, and after returning to the Taoist temple, he happened to meet Yan Chixia who had returned from buying meat.

"Mr. Ling, barbecue tonight!" Yan Chixia was still not used to calling him the master of the temple, and only called him son.About five years ago, he also returned to the Taoist temple and formally became a monk here.

Ling Zhao nodded lightly, his thoughts drifted a little far away.The last time I ate barbecue was many years ago.

He walked to the backyard and saw that everyone was busy preparing barbecue.Seeing him in a daze, Xiaoqian kindly reminded him: "Today is the birthday of the temple master, and many people are here, including Suqiu and his wife, Xiaocui and his wife. By the way, Mingsu will also come back with her husband and children..."

Except for Ming Su getting married, Mi Buyun and Yan Chixia stayed behind to practice Taoism.Xiaoqian needless to say, she is a ghost cultivator.

Ling Zhao was in a daze, he didn't say anything, and walked silently to the front of the wing.But he saw a door next door opened, and the sword spirit of Juexianjian was rummaging through boxes and cabinets inside.

"What are you doing?" he said coldly.

"Look for clothes, see if they are moldy, some of them haven't been worn yet." Jian Ling said distressedly, and glanced at the grandma's sword hanging on the wall: "The quality of locust wood is better."

Ling Zhao froze in place, he saw a string of crystal clear crystal chains on Sword Spirit's wrist.He said softly: "Han Guang?"

Han Guang raised his eyes and smiled: "Huh? I'm back."

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