The sky is high and the clouds are light, the wind is refreshing, and a strong sense of growth fills the surroundings, making all the flowers, plants and trees full of vitality.

A stroke and a sword are so shocking and turbulent. The world is even more terrifying. It is to change the laws of heaven and earth, and it is recognized by heaven and earth. It can be seen that this scholar Haoran's cultivation level of heaven and man is indeed the realm of saints, which makes the great masters floating in the air, the ethereal and blood demons who have turned into a drop of red blood, are filled with dead silence, and their eyes are anxious and frightened, looking at scholar Haoran in the air like a little rabbit.

Scholar Haoran looked at the people in the air with indifferent eyes, motionless, as if waiting for something.

"I didn't expect that there would be a Confucian saint here. This time I saw the ultimate possibility of practice. I would like to express my gratitude here." The vicissitudes of voice were filled with a hint of envy, a hint of loneliness, and a hint of desolate tone floated in the air. An old man in a yellow Taoist robe appeared in the air, looking at scholar Haoran with a complex expression in his eyes, and then bowed deeply to the end.

"You are polite to Taoist Huangquan." Scholar Haoran looked at the old man in front of him and said lightly: "I guess the Taoist appeared for this blood demon?"

"Old ancestor, save me." The drop of blood floating in the air emitted a faint thought.

"I should also thank you here for your mercy. Although the Blood Demon should be damned, the Blood Demon is the elves born from the Sea of ​​Blood after all, and it is also the vitality of the Sea of ​​Blood. Without the Blood Demon, the Blood Demon will really become the Dead Sea. This will have a great impact on the balance between the earth." Taoist Huangquan looked at the blood floating in the air, turned to scholar Haoran and said in an envious tone: "Confucianism emphasizes the way of balance between heaven and earth. Your cultivation level reaches the unity of heaven and earth, and you can follow the Dharma. I think I understand what I mean. I will thank you here. Please ask for any requests."

After saying that, he bowed to Scholar Haoran again.

"The Taoist is so quick to speak. I have something that needs the help of the Taoist, but the time is not right. I hope the Taoist will not refuse at that time." After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the blood floating in the air floated towards the Taoist Huangquan.

Taoist Huangquan shook his head with a bitter smile on his face and said, "It seems that this busyness is not very simple, but I remember this love." He reached out and grabbed the blood in the air in his hand, and his whole body disappeared into the air.

Scholar Haoran turned his head and looked at the Eagle Taoist with a look of praying. The Great Arhat. With a light wave of his hand, the vital energy between heaven and earth was turbulent, and strong vital energy swelled out of the bodies of several people. The bodies of the Eagle Taoist, the Great Arhat and his junior brothers quickly dried up, cracks appeared, shattered, and finally disappeared into the air.

A huge golden elixir and 8 relics emitting golden light floated in the air.

Tang Feng was already shocked by everything in front of him, his eyes kept turning, and he looked at the scholar Haoran in the air and thought to himself: "When I saw it before, I said that Pig's feet would meet a master with magic power Tongxuan. Could it be that I have such luck? If I am the same as this scholar Haoran? Then...then...then...then, the beautiful sister in this world, I, Tang Feng, is here."

Since I just saw Youji, Tang Feng was full of expectations for the women in this world, especially the beautiful sister in traditional costumes.

Tang Feng used to chat with bad friends, he always insisted on a point of view: ancient Chinese women were the best clothing designers and beauty experts in the world, because ancient clothing incorporated the figure, appearance, and even personality concepts of ancient women. Only beauties wearing such clothing can show the beauty of women to the extreme. Appreciating such beauties is a great enjoyment in life. Unexpectedly, your wishes must be fulfilled, and you must soak, one, two, three...

"Hehe, it depends on your luck in the future." Tang Feng's heart was full of expectations, and even his little face turned red with excitement.

Tang Feng is still very confident about luck.

It seemed that he had seen through Tang Feng's thoughts. A strange expression appeared on scholar Haoran's face, looking at Tang Feng with a bitter smile, feeling uncomfortable, angry, depressed... and so on. Such a complex expression appeared on the face of scholar Haoran who had just been indifferent, making little Tang Feng think that he was confused.

Tang Feng's body slowly floated in front of Scholar Haoran. Scholar Haoran looked at Tang Feng's still flowing in the Buddha's light. The expression on his face became serious. With a light move of his hand, 8 relics floated in front of Tang Feng's eyes.

The brush appeared in front of you again. At this time, Tang Feng saw the brush in the hand of scholar Haoran. It was very ordinary, so ordinary that the inferior goods he bought in the store for a few dollars were exactly the same. However, the tip of the pen slowly showed a faint white light, and the white light became brighter and brighter.

As the pen flowed in the air, another word slowly appeared in front of Tang Feng's eyes. However, this word was written more slowly than the previous word, as if every stroke was so difficult. Sweat stains slowly appeared on scholar Haoran's face, and the last beads of sweat flowed down his forehead along his cheeks.

A pale face appeared on the face of scholar Haoran. This situation surprised Tang Feng to look at everything in front of him, because with the final writing, with a slight "bang", the brush turned into shattering, turning into a clear air and mixing with the font in the air.

A huge "seal" appeared before Tang Feng's eyes.

"I didn't expect that the holy pen 'Hangtian Pen' would disappear here?" Scholar Haoran smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying bitterly: "A vitality, another vitality."

Scholar Haoran gently pressed the word "seal" and 8 relics towards Tang Feng with his hands.

Tang Feng's body suddenly showed a circle of more intense Buddha lights. Such colorful Buddha lights emitted halos and spread around them, and finally confronted the word "Feng" floating towards Tang Feng, and the shadows of Sakyamuni and various Buddhas slowly emerged in the aperture.

White relics and soft Zen singing began to appear in the air, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air, and this fragrance became more and more intense.

As the shadow of Sakyamuni appeared, the Buddha's light became even brighter, and he slowly pushed the word "Feng" into the distance. Scholar Haoran's pale face became paler, and white light appeared on his whole body, and a strong Haoran righteousness shattered the relics in the air into pieces.

Looking at the scholar Haoran in the air, the little girl who was playing with a little thing on the ground stopped playing. She looked at the scholar Haoran in the air with a nervous expression, and shouted anxiously: "Dad."

"You Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect and fate. Since you have started this cause, you should bear this result. Buddha, you have mastered all things. Do you also want to cut off the fate? Don't leave a trace of it in the world?" A tearing roar appeared in the air with anger and unwillingness.

With the appearance of this female voice, the Buddha light that was flowing just now suddenly stopped. The Sakyamuni who appeared in it let out a gentle "I Amitabha Buddha", which slowly faded and finally disappeared.

The word "Feng" and the relics quickly drifted towards Tang Feng.

"Feng" With the roar of scholar Haoran, the word "Feng" and relics floating above Tang Feng's head quickly drifted towards Tang Feng's head and slowly penetrated into Tang Feng's body.

The Buddha light flowing on Tang Feng disappeared, and now it looks no different from an ordinary child.

The pale scholar Haoran shook his body, looked at Tang Feng who was motionless with a complicated expression, looked up at the air and said gently: "Madam, don't you really want to see him? This is the only time you have been waiting for thousands of years."

"So what if you don't?" A lonely female voice floated in the air, with a complex emotional tone, saying: "I can feel that it is him now, this is enough."

"You are not yours, I am not me. As he said before: It is better to miss you than to meet, let alone he has never left me." The faint lonely voice became farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared.

"Xiao Huang comes out quickly." As the little girl shouted, a tizzy unicorn appeared in front of her, and immediately leaned over the little girl's body and rubbed it with a flattering look.

"Little Huang Guai, go see my mother with me." The little girl turned over and rode on the Qilin, turned her head to look at Tang Feng, waved her fists and shouted: "I didn't expect you to be a bad person, bullying my father and mother."
Chapter completed!