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Chapter two hundred and eighty-six thoughts off

The stone door exploded, and the rubble was like an arrow from a string, roaring through the air, and struck in front of Dao Yinzi and Lingran.

The light and shadow changed, and the two of them resisted each other.

But there was a lot of power in the gravel, and with just one encounter, it broke through all the obstacles, causing Ling Ran to fly backwards with a groan.

Amidst the tearing sound, Lingran's thoughts were confused, and he had been seriously injured!

Dao Yinzi's expression changed. He rolled up the dust in his hand and collected all the fragments in the sky. He flicked it again and enveloped the chaotic thoughts. He followed without retreating but moved forward. With one step, he had arrived in front of the stone chamber.

His expression was extremely solemn, and his eyes revealed doubts.

In the stone chamber, faint thoughts overflowed, chaotic and chaotic, causing the surrounding things to tremble.

"The idea is not strong, but it interferes with the surroundings. As long as the immortal monks come into contact, their hearts will be penetrated!"

The smoke filled the air, and every particle of smoke and dust was entangled with distracting thoughts. Before Dao Yinzi arrived, he noticed that strands of distracting thoughts were trying to penetrate into his body and mind.

Dao Yinzi didn't care at all, and allowed distracting thoughts to come in. His mind was like a sea. The distracting thoughts could not stir up the slightest ripples, but they allowed him to capture a little bit of reality.

With a sigh, he stepped into it.

The stone room was dark and dry, and the originally smooth walls were covered with long and thin marks.

Some of these traces are straight, some are meandering, and vary in depth.

After Dao Yinzi carefully identified it, he was shocked to realize that these were actually scratches, made by someone using both hands!

Worried in his heart, Dao Yinzi glanced around and found a curled figure in the corner.

This man was covered by shadows, his hair was snow-white and hanging down, he was as skinny as a stick, and his clothes were ragged.

Seeing something familiar from it, Dao Yinzi felt complicated.

The man suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes full of pain.

"Master...junior brother!"

His voice was hoarse, but the aura on his body suddenly surged, but it was chaotic and changeable, and even the shadows around him began to twist and shake, and it seemed to be a bit like arrogant claws.

Dao Yinzi sighed and walked over: "Senior brother, you are in seclusion and wandering around, trying to detect the traces of the third generation of ancestors. Why are you doing this?"

"Don't come here!" The man spoke with difficulty, his eyes full of chaotic light, the soaring aura suddenly declined, and his whole body turned into nothingness, as if it was kneaded from sand. It was blown by the wind and began to weather. "Time is limited.

, Brother, I have something to tell you."

Dao Yinzi sighed and said, "Senior Brother, I will never disobey you."

The man forced a smile: "It's the Taiqing disaster. Our Taihua Mountains suffered a lot in the Taiqing disaster. Although we suffered a lot, we also gained something. You should know where the entrance is."

Dao Yinzi was stunned when he heard this.

The man followed and said: "With that entrance, you can have the confidence to control Mount Taihua!" He screamed, cracks all over his body, and then held back the severe pain, "Remember, don't soar!"

Dao Yinzi's eyes showed surprise, and he said: "Senior brother, what exactly did you encounter during your mind wandering?"

"Don't say it, don't say it! Remember, remember!" Half of the man's body disappeared, but his expression became calmer and calmer. "The road to seeking the Tao is difficult. Ascension is a way, not a goal. But if you don't ascend, you will have to endure the world.

The malice will become stronger the further back you go, and your catastrophe is about to come, but unless you have to, don't use the method of ascension to go to the outside world!"

Dao Yinzi opened his mouth to speak.

"If you don't want to be like me, don't ask. Taihua Mountain can't live without you again!" When the man said this, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Tell me about the situation of the sect."

After sighing, Dao Yinzi came up with a thought.

The man was stunned for a moment, then a smile broke out on his face.

"Okay, okay, there have been talented people in our sect for generations, and now they are heroes. Junior brother, I am really not as good as you. Instead of relying on my predecessors, it is better to focus on the future of my disciples! Junior brother, from today on, you are the seventh generation of Yunxiao Sect.

The headmaster..."

In the sound of words, his whole person completely disappeared, leaving only a wisp of residual sound——

"We know that the road to the spring is close, but it is difficult to escape from this mountain. It is a pity to seek Taoism, but it will not be true until death."

Unwillingness and reluctance to give up lingered around, but there was no one left.

Looking at the slowly drifting smoke and dust, Dao Yinzi was stunned on the spot. In his mind, bits and pieces of the past appeared like a revolving lantern.

Hundreds of years of dusty memories were like a dam bursting, but at this moment, they all disappeared and turned into just a sigh.

"Senior brother, I have remembered your instructions."

"Master..."

Outside the door of the stone chamber, Ling Ran walked slowly, his face full of sadness.

Looking at his face, Dao Yinzi still sighed and walked out slowly, but in his heart, besides feeling disappointed and sad, the only thing left in his heart was doubts about his senior brother's last message.

"Cannot ascend..."

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"The undercurrents in the mortal world are raging, and there is no peace in the outside world either."

In Yunju Temple, an old monk sweeping the floor suddenly stopped, raised his head and glanced at the sky, then clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and stood still.

Not long after, the monk's body gradually turned golden, and the Buddha's light bloomed from his head, shining in all directions.

Such unusual behavior certainly attracted the attention of the monks in the temple, and they came to pay their respects one after another.

Immediately, news of the death of the holy monk came out, and Yunju Temple was originally established by the Northern Zhou royal family. Now that such a strange phenomenon occurred, someone immediately spread the news to the Zhou court, and some ministers wrote to the eminent monk.

A state funeral was held, and a brochure was handed over afterwards.

Emperor Yu Wenyong of the Northern Zhou Dynasty remained silent. After he retired from the court, he entered the secret pavilion of the Imperial Ancestral Temple alone.

The ghost and god Dugu Xin had already appeared. After hearing the news, he said: "It's time for the eminent monk to pass away."

When Yu Wenyong heard this, he showed an unhappy look, threw away the book in his hand, and said: "First, I said that monk Tan Yan turned into a rainbow and left. After a lot of arrangements, a lot of money was spent. This time, an unknown monk died.

Now, we have to organize a lot of things again. Just look at the items. The two expenses added up are almost the same as the previous disaster relief funds. This temple has fertile land and countless attached farmers. Its wealth is so huge that it can rival the country! The imperial court

And I use it from time to time!”

Dugu Xin's expression changed slightly and reminded him: "Your Majesty, be careful what you say!"

"Dugu Jun, you know what I'm thinking. The foundation of the country is about to be wiped out by Duke Jin, but the foreign enemies are still there. It's time to save money and save strength for a great cause. How can we waste money?

In this matter?"

Dugu Xin sighed: "But Duke Jin is so fond of Buddhism..."

"He had made a lot of efforts and spent a lot of money before. It seemed that he had won several cities, but he was robbed of money, food and energy, and even divided his troops in various places. He was already stupid. If the Lord of Qi had not been slandered by traitors and was busy killing the clan, I am afraid that not only a few people would be here now.

The city is about to be recaptured, and the army is about to reach Guanzhong. I think if he continues to rule, the country will be destroyed soon!"

Dugu Xin suddenly raised his head and saw the cold light flashing in the eyes of the young supreme man in front of him.

"I have been waiting for too long. I don't want to wait any longer. Sir, please help me!"


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