Zhao Yun stood under the old tree and looked up at the stars quietly.
It's because his Taoism is too shallow. Even if he practices the magic of heaven, he still can't see through the universe.
The vastness and depth of the starry sky are full of mysteries, and there is no end in sight. He only knows that whether it is heavenly magic, divine divination, or heavenly calculation, they all have the same purpose, or in other words, they lead to the same goal through different paths, just like cultivating the Tao. All the paths taken are against the will of heaven.
He has no external things in his mind, and his mind is also lost.
The gift from his predecessors will be his chance.
The small courtyard is quiet, only the sound of rubbing wood carvings can be heard.
Sheng Tianqian had glanced sideways several times and could see the mysterious light on Zhao Yun's body. This man's understanding was unparalleled, and his Taoist heart was as tough as iron. He would definitely be able to go higher and further on this road of deduction.
I don't know when he put down the carving knife.
He left, leaving quietly.
As for the starry sky, he did not take it away. It was a kind of inheritance that was not considered a mantle, and was left to future generations to understand. Whether they could realize the true meaning and mysteries all depended on Zhao Yun's understanding and state of mind.
Maybe Zhao Yun was so focused that he didn't even realize that Sheng Tianqian had left.
His mind fell into the starry sky, wandering in the vastness.
No one disturbed his meditation, and Shengtian Qian used secret methods to cover his retreat.
Zhao Yun's stop lasted three to five days.
He has occasional enlightenments, but also a lot of confusion.
Unfortunately, no one could help him.
The island of gods under the moon is as peaceful and calm as ever, but beneath the peace and calm, there is a turbulent undercurrent, and there are always those individuals who cannot sleep and are running around in the darkness.
Since he is Zhao Yun's enemy, he gets angry when he can't find anyone.
During this period, they also visited historical sites, but still saw no one.
They had no choice but to go to Zhao Yun's small garden. Although Zhao Yun was not there, Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjie were still lying quietly in the fairy pond. If they couldn't kill Zhao Yun, they could just kill them.
The premise is that these two go to historical sites or go to Shenming Island.
On the sixth day, Zhao Yun opened his eyes and didn't move for a while.
Look at the starry sky, it has disappeared, they are all imprinted in the divine sea by him.
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I haven't fully understood the divine divination, but I have learned a lot of truth.
This road is very long, and he still needs many years to understand it.
He didn't see Sheng Tianqian, so he just took a wooden carving and placed it under the old tree.
"Thank you, senior."
Zhao Yun took the wood carving and turned around and left the courtyard.
Returning to the small garden, Master Heqi was already waiting in the garden.
"Thought you were gone."
Heqi Zhenren yawned and stood up.
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and a spiritual bead hung in the air. It was the Lingchen Bead, but this bead was black, and in terms of grade, it was higher than the Shuangsha one.
"good."
Zhao Yun raised his hand to take it and looked at it over and over.
After reading it, he also took a piece of the soul of Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjie.
Tried. The two of them are not incarnations.
"Absolutely authentic." Heqi Zhenren glanced sideways at Zhao Yun.
"I believe it." Zhao Yun smiled and refined the eternal blood.
"If it's not enough, I'll look for you again." Heqi Zhenren took the blood and turned around without a trace.
To be honest, he hopes that Zhao Yun will live on Shenming Island for the rest of his life. If he misses this guy one day, he can come to visit him and give him some blood to make elixirs! His blood thieves are easy to use.
In the garden, Zhao Yun has awakened Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjie.
The two of them didn't wake up very much. They sat up and yawned continuously.
After being confused, the two of them sat there and sighed. The Huntian Demon Realm was too mysterious. After a hundred years of war, they had indeed transformed a lot. Fighting against themselves was a struggle.
"I'm leaving." Zhao Yun handed over two bottles of wine.
"Where to go." The two took it and left the fairy pond one after another.
"The Ancient Star Territory. Stars everywhere." Zhao Yun did not hide anything.
"What are you doing there?"
"That's cool."
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Reflecting the starlight, Zhao Yun slipped out of the small garden again.
As usual, he led his enemies around the island.
After finishing the work, he found a nook in the mountain and secretly opened the domain gate.
Whizzing! ??
As soon as he stepped in with his front foot, two people followed him with his back foot.
Nai Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjie are worthy of being good friends, and they are the right ones.
"Are you leaving too?" Zhao Yun said with a smile.
"Looking for Master." Both of them shrugged.
"Wouldn't it be better to wait here?"
"Then we have to wait until the year of the monkey!"
The two of them said, leaving behind a clone. If the master comes to Shenming Island one day, he can just turn back. It is rare to have a ride like Zhao Yunyumen, and it will be for nothing.
There is no way. They are all so poor!
The domain door closed and the three people disappeared in an instant.
Then, there was a thunderous roar.
It was the Domain Gate passage that was cut off.
The three of them fell into the sea of gods one after the other.
"I thought you were going to hide on the Island of Gods for the rest of your life." The three of them had just crawled out and heard the cold and silent words. Looking into the void, there was a golden pagoda floating in the air.
The pagoda is terrifying, it is a genuine demigod weapon.
Looking at the speaker, he is a fierce old man in a python robe.
"Ancestor Rakshasa?" Kuang Yingjie looked extremely ugly when he saw this.
Zhao Yun's expression was solemn enough. This was not an immortal king, but a genuine demigod. He underestimated the opponent and thought he had got rid of his enemy. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the island of gods, he was caught on the back. .
"Run?.Why don't you run?"
The ferocious laughter resounded, and there were people in all directions.
There is also Shenming Island, and there are also a large number of people coming from the sky.
They are all enemies, and their faces are cruel and terrifying.
"Really blocked?"
Following those who came out, there were many people watching.
The passage to the domain gate was cut off previously, and the noise was so loud that it was difficult not to hear it.
Seeing this situation, the onlookers felt sad for Zhao Yun and the others.
Looking around the sky, the sky is full of human figures. It is like this on the surface, but there are also many hidden in the dark. This is obviously a dead end. Even the ancestor of Rakshasa is here, Zhao Yun and the others will definitely die.
"Is that nonsense?"
Youyou Old Taoist and Zangtian Old Taoist also came and hid in the crowd.
Seeing such a huge battle, even their hearts palpitated when they saw it, and Shuang Sha, who arrived later, also sighed. Although he didn't see the real person He Qi, the god of the island stood on the top of the mountain and watched.
Cause and effect!
Grudge!
I'm afraid today is going to have an end.
"I'm hurting you."
Blood bleeds from the corner of Zhao Yun's mouth, unable to withstand the pressure of the demigod soldiers.
Kuang Yingjie and Ling Jue were not much better, with their bones constantly shattered.
"The little baby Ling Jue returns to my fallen world."
"The Tyrant Divine Body belongs to my Nine Nether Purgatory."
"Eternal body. Return to my Eight Holy Lands."
There was a faint laugh, and three big hands grabbed it from the sky.
It's a spoil of war! It's already been discussed, everyone gets what he wants.
Zhao Yun and the three of them groaned, being locked by the pressure and unable to move.
"To touch my disciple is to seek death."
Before the big hand fell, he heard loud shouts that shook the sky.
Before he finished speaking, he saw the light of a hundred-foot-long sword, cutting off three big hands and destroying them.
"Master." Kuang Yingjie's eyes lit up. With such a powerful sword, he was undoubtedly his master.
Say "Master", "Master" is really here.
That was Ba Dao, and he was coming across the sky with the sword in his hand.
He was worthy of being a ruthless man who chopped down a demigod with a knife. His domineering aura was indeed leaking out. Even from a distance, you could still smell the domineering aura. The calm sea water was now filled with waves.
Seeing him, everyone including the Rakshasa Ancestor showed fear.
The reputation of the Ba Dao is so great and its combat power is so strong that no one but the gods can suppress it.