Yu Sha

For the great monks in the golden elixir realm who hold the fruit of the harmonious path, the slightest difference between the path and the law is the difference between clouds and mud!

Not to mention the elder Zong who is now at the peak of his old age, but in the past the elder Zong's trembling figure, even though his energy and blood were withered, the foundation of Taoism was far superior to that of Taoist Qinghe.

Not having to worry about longevity is the advantage of Taoist Qinghe, and it is also his disadvantage in the realm of great monks.

Moreover, at this time, Zong Lao's real body made a decisive blow with anger.

On the other hand, it was just a hasty response from the incarnation of Taoist Qinghe's natal magic weapon.

On the spot, the sword light suddenly rose, but it failed to rise into the sky. Instead, it flashed and was dimmed in the wind and thunder. Then, from the Taoist figure to the treasure, and then to the nine-color jade-level altar , everything was covered under the flag, and was thrown into ashes and dust in the overlapping layers of Feng Shui Kanyu formations.

This is the overwhelming pressure of the elder Zong with his Taoist fruits and foundation!

From beginning to end, Taoist Qinghe could only passively endure this without any possibility of resistance.

In the distant sky, standing in the rolling sea of ​​clouds, Mr. Zong slightly squinted his eyes and looked towards Tingchang Mountain.

There hasn't been such a move in many years.

Even though he was "oppressing" a "junior", the distant sound of wind and thunder surged again, and the Pope still felt a little of the majestic momentum that had been transmitted over the years, and there was some strong and powerful thought in him. Along with the pulsation of Jianggong's ventricle, it emerged from Zong Lao's Tao body that was no longer so old.

Full of emotions, full of excitement, full of complexity.

Although the divine turtle has a long life, it still has its time to die; the flying snake rides on the mist and eventually becomes ashes.

In the end, these extremely complicated ambitions finally turned into a sigh from Zong Lao.

Sighing, the elder Zong waved the black flag in his hand.

In an instant, successive seal patterns surged from the wind and thunder in the distant sky.

Therefore, the altar that reflected the nine-color spiritual light, trying to break away from the wind and thunder, and then use its own spiritual charm to go straight to Tingchang Mountain, was suddenly cut off among the layers of shining seal patterns. Understand the connection between aura and energy.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if he was struck by another seal pattern.

Then, the entire nine-color jade altar was wrapped in the seal pattern, and suddenly turned into a spiritual light, which was hit to the east by the elder Zong, and was about to fly straight to the outer sea.

From the beginning to the end, Tingchang Mountain was peaceful and peaceful, and Old Mother Danxia seemed to be completely unaware of it. Not to mention that the Taoist charm of the great monk was shining through, she did not even look towards the wind and thunder surging near her home. One glance.

Even in the surging wind and thunder, under the grinding of the natural force wrapped in the Feng Shui Kanyu array, large tracts of rocks were shaken into powder, and then accompanied by the roar of the earth, the powder of these rocks and the rolling The dirt is mixed together.

If it was just a resemblance earlier, then at this moment, this barren mountain wilderness has been shaped into an open-air tomb by the Feng Shui Kanyu array.

And in the midst of the rolling rocks and soil, it was Elder Zong who waved the flag in his hand for the second time.

Even though the sword energy was continuously reflected, in that moment, it could only be continuously dimmed under the suppression of the Feng Shui Kanyu array.

In one breath, after thousands of births and deaths, finally, Taoist Qinghe's Dharma Body could not survive, and his solid figure was dimmed along with the dim sword light.

At the same time, the ancient wooden sword made a whining sound, crumbling between the wind and thunder. Just when it was about to break through the air in the direction of Jian Zong, it was suddenly cut off by the same force, and even Yu Zhenqie was struck by wind and thunder, leaving large scorch marks on the wooden sword.

Immediately afterwards, amid the endless wailing, the ancient wooden sword was wrapped in the Feng Shui Kanyu array, submerged in the rolling mud and rocks, and finally, it was completely "buried" in the tomb.

Moreover, as the mud and stone piled up, the vast spiritual light hole shone to the extreme, and one after another Feng Shui Kanyu array emerged from it, and turned into a torrent of seal patterns, pouring into the mud and stone one after another, and then in the nature Through the integration of his power, those seal patterns and the tombs here were naturally integrated together.

In the future, even if the true form of Taoist Qinghe arrives and wants to save his own magic weapon, he still has to ask the elder about his Tao and Dharma, and whether he agrees or not!

And the slightest difference between Tao and Dharma is the difference between cloud and mud!

Finally, it was the black flag in Elder Zong's hand that was waved for the third time.

The violent wind and thunder gradually dissipated, and it was the last Feng Shui Kanyu magic circle that wrapped around the power of nature to continue to suppress the "Four Elephant Sword Picture" that was constantly shaking off the bright light.

And at this moment, in the far sky, suddenly, a sword energy came across the sky. Suddenly, it wiped away the power of wind and thunder that remained in the wilderness without leaving a trace. Then, the sword energy never left. After piercing the newly erected tomb, it turned into a bright light and returned with the "Four Symbols Sword Picture".

The moment he saw the flash of sword energy, on the same spot, above the sea of ​​clouds, Zong Lao suddenly took a step forward.

When Elder Zong took this step, his figure was already firmly standing on the Chalcedony River!

At this time, Elder Zong's eyes looked in the direction of Jian Zong from afar.

To be more precise, he was looking at the back mountain of the main peak of the Sword Sect.

In the eyes of the elder Zong, among the empty mountains, rocks, grass and trees, there seemed to be a world with sword energy. In that world, the boundless sword energy rolled around, and there was only a simple and ordinary one. The courtyard hangs at Tianyuan. In the courtyard, there is an old man holding an iron sword, which is burning red. He puts it on the anvil and beats it continuously.

At this time, he saw Mr. Zong's looking eyes, and the old man looked back together.

In the void, their eyes faced each other, and in the ethereal illusion, the voice of Elder Zong suddenly came out.

"I'm feeling unhappy today. Zhu Jiansou, if you don't have anything to say today, well, you can take the sword picture and I'll follow closely behind. Then I'll kill you at the mountain gate of Ru Jian Sect. How about that?"

When he heard this, Zhu Jiansou didn't get angry, he just smiled peacefully.

"Senior Brother Zong, calm down. Children don't know what the world is. It's just a punishment. There's no need to demolish the ancestral hall of my Sword Sect for this matter?"

At that time, the old leader of the previous generation in the Dan River Valley taught Hua Tao, and he was a man of all kinds. He accidentally got a pill to repair the sky and seize the Yuan Bao. Today, he gave it to his senior brother to make amends, and he may have a few more years of life.

Senior brother, calm down, now is not the time to fight desperately. "

At this moment, as he was speaking, the sword light returned to the courtyard of the Sword Qi Realm, carrying the "Four Symbols Sword Picture".

When Zhu Jiansou took the sword diagram, he flicked his finger and saw a ray of precious light being sent out.

When he looked again, above the Chalcedony River, Mr. Zong, standing in the sky, turned his hands and held a palm-sized wooden box. Extremely complex emotions were constantly dancing in his turbid eyes.

"Ever since I was young, I have been annoying you disciples of the Holy Land. One or two, you always pretend to be confused while pretending to understand!"

But even though he said this, in the end, standing above the Chalcedony River, Zong Laohun did not go any further.

Facing Elder Zong's voice asking, in the area where the sword energy opened up, Zhu Jiansou's voice in response was no longer heard from the courtyard. For a while, there was only the crisp sound of the hammered iron sword.

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at the same time.

Outside the sea, Lingfu Dojo, Langxiao Mountain.

Suddenly, Chun Yuzhi, who had always been in seclusion in the ear room of the underground palace, suddenly revealed her extremely solid figure on the five-color earth altar on the top of the mountain.

Even though there was only one true spirit left in the magic sword, at this moment, Chun Yuzhi still felt some kind of familiar intertwining and resonance between Tao and Dharma that came from the same source.

Moreover, this interweaving and resonance has become more and more intense with the passage of a very short time.

Soon, as this situation intensified, Chun Yuzhi actually saw a little spiritual light shining in the distance, and it was "smashing" straight towards the direction of Lingfu Dojo.

It seems that before the Tao and Dharma intertwined and resonated, the target of this spiritual light flying was already the Lingfu Dojo.

Swish——

And at the same time as the aura gradually approached, as the seal patterns wrapped around the aura diminished layer by layer, gradually, a nine-color aura continued to shine through it, and then, the nine-color The true appearance of the jade-level altar appeared in Chunyuzhi's sight.

In an instant, Chun Yuzhi's expression suddenly showed surprise.

As the eldest sister of Changshan, her hometown, how could Chun Yuzhi fail to recognize this nine-color jade altar, a treasure of the Talisman Formation that had been raised and refined by Danxia's mother for nearly a hundred years!

What happened in Tingchang Mountain? Why did this treasure of the Talisman Array escape through the air and end up here?

In an instant, countless confusions arose in Chun Yuzhi's mind.

But in the flash of light and stone, the altar escaped, and because of the resonance of Taoism, it was suspended above the dojo.

Chun Yuzhi couldn't understand, but she simply stopped thinking about it.

As if he was in a blissful state of mind, at this moment, only the intertwined and resonant Taoism itself was wandering in his mind.

Indescribable emotions emerged from Chun Yuzhi's mind at this moment.

Then it became very clear in the process of hole lighting.

What she saw seemed not to be the altar itself, but the opportunity for her own enlightenment.

I vaguely remember that this altar carries the Ten Thousand Dharma Talismans belonging to Tingchang Mountain.

The moment he thought of this, Chun Yuzhi raised his hand, and the familiar yet unfamiliar seals were knocked down on the altar by Chun Yuzhi one after another.

In an instant, one after another bird seal characters were illuminated on it.

The nine-color aura flourished, and then, in the aura of great prosperity, there was pure red color, which dyed everything.

On the red altar, there is the talisman array with hundreds of birds facing the phoenix. It is the semi-finished product that was shelved in the past after failing to attack the golden elixir realm.

On the spot, the moment Chun Yuzhi raised his hand, the blood essence aura escaped from Langxiao Mountain.

And when Chun Yuzhi's divine form, wrapped in the blood essence aura, resolutely stepped onto the red altar with the Hundred Birds Facing Phoenix Talisman Array imprinted on it at the same time.

boom--!

That is the Phoenix Fireworks Cave full of the meaning of Nirvana shining in the world!

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