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Chapter 388: Immortal Junjie Yun

The head of An Wenzi is in charge of the two realms, and the Taoist Zong An is still in the Yin and Netherworld and has not returned.

At this moment, except for the old Yuandao master in the back mountain, the Five Thunder Immortal Sect responded to everything, and it should be the Chief Daozi as the most respected.

So Liu Yuanzheng's words were successfully implemented in the Five Thunder Immortal Sect.

The selection of disciples in Jinzhang Academy will not be mentioned for the time being.

On the other hand, after the main peak gave the order to give Daozi, Liu Yuanzheng kept leaving Yueting Peak and headed straight to the back mountain.

Chengdao Peak, Chengdao Hall.

In the empty Taoist temple, Liu Yuanzheng entered respectfully.

"The ancestor."

"But come to find me because of the fluctuations of the energy? Yuan Yi, you did not do anything wrong, and I have nothing to teach you. As for the two worlds, An Wenzi is in charge, a thunderous fairy in the world, enough to suppress those demons and monsters. Looking at this, what else is worth talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng smiled shyly.

"The ancestor is the white jade pillar of our sect, and the purple gold beam of the sea is built. Suddenly, a major event happened. Although the disciples made a decision at the moment, they had to listen to the ancestor's opinions to be at ease."

"It is only so many things. There are killings, some people are alive, some are going to die. When blood and bones spread over the Shura field in front of the Two Realms Mountain, another disaster will end. What strategy and general trend, in the final analysis, is life and death. I really said that, can you really feel at ease? Or, are you very quiet and want to go to the Two Realms Mountain to take charge?"

After the words came to an end, Liu Yuanzheng shook his head repeatedly.

"I'm not going to mean this. I'm in seclusion. When I met the ancestor last time, I had already said it. It's time to teach the next generation of disciples to come forward. If I always take this opportunity, I will inevitably teach them to raise and destroy many people. If countless disasters continue to occur, I'm afraid that my Lei Sect will destroy two or three generations of people because of this. This is not good."

When he finished speaking, the old Yuandao man laughed inexplicably.

"Yuan Yi, although these words are very reasonable, you probably haven't said anything in your heart."

"The Xuanmen is not a Xuanmen of a certain person, nor is it a Xuanmen of a certain sect. To be honest, in the previous few disasters, the disciples were too popular, otherwise there would not be such a thing as the Taihua Dharma Assembly. If we continue, I am afraid that someone would not be able to stand such a scene. After all, in the end, there is no need to see Lei Zong who has a person who has made a stagnant of the infinite tribulations after the ancestors and the heads of the sect! After all, this huge world is already messy enough..."

Upon hearing this, the smile of the old Master Yuandao became more meaningful.

"Yuan Yi, I probably heard what you said, but it seems that there are unfinished words! What do you want to say when you come to find me today? Relax, you need to know that I have lived in this Chengdao Peak and this Chengdao Hall for nearly 40,000 years!"

In the same place, Liu Yuan pursed his lips.

Not long hesitation.

When the words are laid out to this point, many things that have not been finished can finally be said smoothly.

Immediately, Liu Yuanzheng told the old master Yuan Dao all the words he had already written, about the blood descendants of the sword ancestors, about the various changes of the two brothers from acquaintance to the Yin and Underworld Realm, and to the meeting in front of the nine layers of clouds in the cave of the Underworld Master that day.

No matter how big or small, Liu Yuanzheng said it clearly, and even told all his guesses to the old real person.

As expected, not long after Liu Yuanzheng said the words, the expression of the old master Yuandao became extremely serious. Rarely, he pinched the seal in front of Liu Yuanzheng. In a trance, the bright light turned around, Liu Yuan seemed to have seen a heavy golden seal script circled from the bright light, and then passed away in a flash.

The illusory shadow of the Eight Trigrams and Nine Palaces manifested, and finally condensed into thunder patterns around the old master Yuandao, and finally spread on the four walls of the Taoist palace and on Chengdao Peak under the two people's seats.

It was not until this moment that Liu Yuanzheng realized that the old master Yuan Dao was also proficient in the way of geomantics and geomantics!

After finishing the explanation, the old master Yuandao even took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked Liu Yuanzheng to try his best to replicate the ancient sword scripture that he saw in a glance.

Soon, Liu Yuanzheng focused his thoughts and outlined some of the ancient seal scripts on white paper, trying his best to restore some of the sword scriptures he had seen.

After a long time.

In the silent Taoist Hall, the old master Yuan Dao stared at the fragments of the ancient sword scriptures and said nothing.

He crossed the edge of the white paper and looked at Liu Yuanzheng.

"It has been a long time since you returned to the sect. Why did you still have a life until today before you remember to talk to me about this?"

"I dare not hide the ancestor. That day, my master and I were actually scared away, for fear that this would lead to the disaster of killing. I was frightened and returned to the world, and I didn't dare to say anything more. But I just spent a long time on the thirty-six ways of protecting Taoism in the Xuanmen. Maybe I left a mark in my heart. After some understanding, the art of mediating the good fortune and changing the body, I actually taught me to vaguely guess what..."

At the end of the conversation, Liu Yuan was about to speak but stopped.

Even the old master Yuandao waved his hand.

"Don't ask when you think about it, and don't say it again if you guess it, otherwise even if it is me, you may not be able to protect you. As for this ancient sword sutra, you will forget it. I can only tell you that this is a person like the sword ancestor in the Guxuan Sect before the Sword Ancestor.

In the past, there was a dispute over the Tao of the ancient Xuanmen. This person was also involved in it in his later years. In the end, he won the great fortune. He used his sword weapon to prove his immortal king. Now he has already been in the Zixiao Dao Realm. In ancient history, this person is called the Immortal Lord of Jieyun.

Strictly speaking, the ancient sword cultivation method of Xuanmen was established by Jie Yun Xianjun and the sword ancestor. It is not said that who is ahead and behind, who is higher and lower, but if you read it correctly, this sword sutra should be the skill that this person had before establishing the ancient sword cultivation method."

When the words were finished, before Liu Yuanzheng could think more, the old master Yuandao then pointed at Liu Yuanzheng from afar.

The young man sat upright as usual, but three feet above the top, with the old real man's point, he suddenly showed his luck and prosperity.

As the spirit cloud rolled, the old real man nodded in praise, then raised his hand to lead the void in the dome.

As the bright light circled, Liu Yuan seemed to have seen the three thousand-mile fortune of his Lei Sect, and even saw the Liangyi Yuan You Banner in the center of Qingyun.

But at this moment, the flags that were in charge of Taoist artifacts were circling around, and a bright light shone like a star, falling from the virtual and real world, falling into the Chengdao Hall.

The next moment, the old real man pushed out with his palm, leading the starlight to fall into Liu Yuanzheng's own cloud of celebration.

"No need to be too scared. Not to mention the old monster who is sanctified in the world, even if you truly attain the Tao and become an immortal king, you cannot master all kinds of things. Otherwise, where did the Buddha master escape from Zen, and where did the saints of the late Ancient Xuanmen come from? The sword ancestor is not as good as the immortal king! Relax, as long as you don't go to the northern border, you have the origin of these artifacts, which is enough to protect you."

Until this moment, Liu Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, Liu Yuan spoke up and said goodbye.

After his figure walked out of Chengdao Hall, the old real man gently picked up the big piece of paper that recorded the broken scriptures.

"Pure Yang Sword, Tianhe Sword, Mingguang Sword, one person and three bodies, Sword Ancestor, is this the way you came out? You must have come out! You are pioneering the way above the realm of the realm! Otherwise, why should you go to the Yinming Realm to peek into the Jieyun Sword Sutra? After all... this is a sword sutra that can be killed by the master of the Tianmen... Tianmen..."

Whispering softly, the old real man raised his head and looked into the sky from afar, as if he had a deep understanding of the vast world, and he took the high heavenly gate into his eyes.
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