Chapter 271: Jumping in and leaving singing, how can we be mediocre!

Looking at Chen Xuan, who was enjoying great glory for a while, Ji Qiu nodded in response and nodded with a smile.

And the vast Dharma image that he had summoned just now was even more mysterious. Even Ji Qiu, who had a very high vision at this time, couldn't help but benefit from it after a quick glance.

"The rolling bright moon shines on the sea."

"Is this the realm of the True King of Dharma?"

"It's really a completely different world from Zhenren Jindan."

"In my previous life, I was poor in heaven and on earth and struggled to find a way out, but this life will never be the same again."

Understand the causes and consequences, and have the original scriptures as a basis.

Although the Dharma is difficult.

But it is not indestructible.

Ji Qiu is thinking about it.

Chen Xuan raised his arm, only to feel that the great power contained in this ray of soul had been exhausted, so he looked straight ahead, looking at the Taoist who stopped.

After a long time, when there were spots of light on his body, he couldn't help but grinned and said softly:

"teacher."

"Take care of yourself."

"The day when you and I meet again is not far away!"

"This aura brand will remain on your body. If any true king dares to disrespect you, he will be extremely afraid of you!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared immediately, and then a wisp of spiritual thought passed into Ji Qiu's hands.

Hearing that title that was almost as hard to hear as a mosquito or a fly, Ji Qiu raised his head, looked in the direction where Chen Xuan had completely disappeared, and suddenly laughed:

"It's rare for this kid to be serious once, but when he turned around, there was no trace of him."

"But then again, how can I, the real person, take on the responsibility of being a teacher?"

Although now, he has already climbed to the top of the Dharma.

But if this son can do that, I, Xuanyang, have done a great job in preaching the gospel in the past!

If I had killed this demonic cultivator Yin Yunzi with a snap of my fingers, he would have been snatched away from me in this corner and died with hatred, and he would never be able to see the glory of his previous life!

After thinking about it in his mind, he calmly accepted the respectful address. The Taoist flicked his sleeves and summoned the Yuanyang Taoist weapon, which was dark red and looked like blood. He stroked the sharp edge below, nodded with satisfaction, and then

He muttered:

"Old boy."

"We have seen each other for more than a thousand years, but still hate you for being my wife in the past?"

As soon as the words fell, there was no sound of sword chanting, buzzing and trembling, as if he was expressing his fullness.

Looking at the Yuheng Sect, which was more spiritual than before and had no side effects that affected the mind at all when I was in charge, Xuanyang pressed his palms heavily and said:

"Okay, okay, I banned him in Zhenyuan Mountain back then to help him stabilize his roots and transform on his own."

"Of course, how could you not be as spiritual as you are today?"

"Now that the storm has passed, we can see the sun again."

"That world should no longer have his prestige!"

After flicking the sword blade like autumn frost, Xuanyang felt the bursts of joy coming from the long sword in his hand when he was angry. He laughed, and then the sword turned into a rainbow.

Then we passed the Zhenyuan Mountain where all souls were extinguished, and headed straight to the lower reaches of the river and sea, flying across the river!

Now, the ban that lasted for more than a thousand years has been lifted, and coupled with the fierce aura of Yuanyang Taoist soldiers, it is quickly disappearing.

I think it must have been at least several decades.

The place where Xuanyang once sat in his eighth life.

The bento has returned to its greenery and regained some of its former glory.

The other side, millions of miles away. (Is that adjective enough?)

Bian Yunzhou.

One of the eighty-eight small domains among the four hundred domains in the Eastern Wasteland.

The so-called small domain is the place where the inheritance of the Asuka Yuan Shen series is seated. All spirits are prosperous, and it is the small world of cultivation.

Among them, it is either a holy land, a demon kingdom, or a lucky dynasty, to name a few.

Zhenjunzhou, which is located in the eastern part of the Eastern Wasteland, is respected by dozens of surrounding areas.

only because--

The overlord force here is called Xuan Zhenjun, also known as the Holy Land of Zhenjun.

The Lord of the Holy Land, True Lord Bian Yun, is one of the most respected saints of the Immortal Alliance, and will be the giant of the Yuan Shen in ten thousand years!

As the times change, Tao disappears and demons grow, demons rise and humans rise, and golden eras emerge one after another.

In the current era, things have become more and more intense. Not to mention the human demons, all the spirits and cultivators, even the various small sects and sects are fighting one after another, and they are full of dirty things.

The conflicts that have lasted for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years will eventually break out completely one day.

If you want to change that situation, you need no one to end it all.

It's about the background of those times.

Before your eyes, you can see a majestic fairy city hanging upside down in the sky.

Not a single young man opened his eyes, and the emotions revealed in them would probably be a surprise to many people in Shaoli if they saw them.

Beicang Qinglian, I have been known for my decisiveness and resolute actions since I became a Taoist for thousands of years.

Since my debut, I have been unknown because I avenged my family's blood. In the past, I went to kill wherever I went. Although I always killed indiscriminately, I was still fierce and bloody.

Few people think that my expression will always be the same and there will be no other changes in my expression.

But today, I changed my expression for the first time.

"Bian Yunliang, sir."

The young man stood up, murmuring memories of the past scenes, and then quickly closed his eyes again.

Just now, when I had achieved Qinglian, the distraction restriction on the layout was untouched.

So I met someone I'm almost likely to see again.

"I have to see you next time."

After a long time, I opened my eyes.

At the same time, I drew a talisman in the air on my fingertips, flicked it hard, and sent the message out.

Immediately afterwards, the Qinglian stepped forward, preparing to finish handling some trivial matters and return to the distant Beicang Territory.

And the moment I sent out this message.

A loud voice suddenly came from my cave:

"Beicang, this is a critical moment, what is he going to do?"

Pieces of wind and sand hit me, and I waited until I stepped out of the room.

Then he saw that there was no majestic monk wearing a platinum cloud pattern robe and a pair of blue cloud shoes in this cave.

The platinum cloud pattern robe, also known as the true king's robe, can only be worn at the gate of the true king's holy land.

The person behind the eyes is named Qing Yuanyang Jian. He is one of the masters of Bian Yunliang Bafang Peak, and is honored as the Dharma Appearance.

Now, he is in charge of Xianchengfang City under the jurisdiction of Naxuan Zhenjun.

That city is called Tianding Immortal City, and it is a small square city hanging upside down on the ground and in the air.

After several visits to the surrounding Dao realms, there are only a handful of people who look similar to it. Even if Bian Yunliang is under the jurisdiction, there are only seven or eight of them.

The mere collection of transaction commissions has brought great benefits to the sect in front of it, and the sect's resources are all provided by this city, which is a top priority in a strategic sense.

Hearing the words of Qing Yuanyang Jian, I raised my eyebrows:

"Fellow Taoist, his True Lord has asked you to take over this city for a hundred years with so little resources. Now, only the last ten years have passed. There is no turmoil at all."

"Besides, without Yuheng in charge, how can the demon sect and demon troubles harm the Dingxian City that day?"

"Nothing happened over there with Bian Yun. You need to move to my place. If so, you return the resources of the first ten years. From now on, you and he will owe each other, how about that?"

I cupped my hands, my words fluctuated a bit, and I was preaching like that.

Regarding this, Qingbian Yunliang felt a little annoyed. He felt that he had said that it was a hundred years, and that he regretted it at the end was quite unreasonable.

But thinking about this person's strength, I have a lot to say. In addition, the top being is now gone with him, which adds a bit of haze to Qing Yuanyangjian's heart. He opened his mouth first and had no choice but to say:

"Bian Yun, at his level, should be able to hear some rumors."

"You also hid it from him. This matter is true."
To be continued...