When Xun Weng saw Liu Qinghuan, his expression relaxed and his lips moved a few times, as if he was speaking. But because he was in the painting, his voice did not come out.
The next moment, he walked out of the painting and stood beside Liu Qinghuan.
Compared with before, Xun Weng's soul seemed to be much lighter. His whole body was as thin as a shadow, floating back and forth unsteadily with the wind, as if it was about to dissipate in the wind.
Liu Qinghuan was horrified. She stepped forward to hold him, but she passed through his arm and said hurriedly: "Weng Xun, are you okay?"
Xun Weng smiled at him reassuringly: "It's okay, I can still hold on for a while."
He turned his head and looked at the swamp in the distance that was filled with all kinds of overflowing colors and twisted space fluctuations. A trace of sadness and recollection flashed across his face: "I didn't expect that I would have to experience two sealing wars in my life.
...Is this interface of ours really a fragment separated from the great world of Wanhu?"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes widened instantly, what did he just hear?!
"Wan, Wan... Mansion? Fu?" He asked in a surprised voice in a low voice, "Great Realm?"
Xun Weng quickly put away his blank expression, with a firm and sharp light in his eyes. He looked back at him, but did not answer his question. Instead, he turned to the Supreme Lord Dayan next to him, and his eyes shrank slightly!
Liu Qinghuan couldn't think any more and quickly introduced him: "This is the ancestor of our Wenshi sect's transformation of gods, Taoist Dayan."
"Dayan..." Xun Weng chewed on these two words, frowning slightly, and a look of thinking flashed on his face.
Liu Qinghuan looked to the other side: "Tai Zun, this is..."
He hesitated slightly and found that the other party only asked him to call him Xun Weng, but did not know his other origins. They seemed so hasty when they first met, and for various reasons, the two did not even say much about personal things.
"Xunziqi."
The Dharmakaya was destroyed, leaving only a remnant soul. After being rescued by a friend, he was raised in the jade coffin of the ten-thousand-year mysterious soul, and it remains to this day."
Liu Qinghuan was secretly surprised. As long as there were blank characters in the Taoist names, they were mostly related to space.
Grand Master Dayan had been looking at the swamp in the distance with a dull expression before, and now he finally felt a little moved. This is an ancient cultivator tens of thousands of years ago, spanning the long river of time, and it is incredible that it has survived until now.
"No need to be polite." Tai Zun nodded to him, raised his palm and touched it gently.
Then a ray of yellow light was seen entering Xun Weng's translucent body, and the remaining soul that had been floating in the air immediately solidified, and even the blurred facial features became much clearer.
Xun Weng raised his arms in surprise, his eyes filled with joy: "This..."
Just listen to Tai Zun Dayan say calmly: "It can only keep your soul body for a little longer, but it can't help you resurrect, so if you have something to say, you'd better hurry up."
He looked at the swamp again: "Besides, we don't have much time. I can only give you a quarter of an hour."
Xun Weng sighed, thanked him respectfully and gratefully, and then said: "I do have something to say. Originally, this should have been completed during the last sealing war, but at that time, on my way back,
I died in vain at the hands of people from the Tianfeng Realm. Although I was rescued with a remnant of my soul, I slept for many years. When I woke up again, my friends were gone, the war was over, and I was trapped in a closed cave again."
He was silent for a moment with emotion, and said seriously: "Back then, I traveled across mountains and rivers, looking for traces of the ancient power, and read through the classics, and finally mastered how to trace the exact location of the opponent's interface through space fluctuations."
Liu Qinghuan felt that he had received too many shocks and shocks today, so he calmed down at this time.
Tai Zun Dayan looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, and as expected, he said nothing but two words: "Very good."
Xun Weng continued: "Who would have thought that I could survive for so many years from the first world sealing war to the second time. Maybe God left me this little life just so that the technique of tracing the origin of space can be passed down. But
, these are really not something that can be explained clearly in a few words, so please ask the great monk to directly use the Soul Searching Technique."
Liu Qinghuan swallowed the exclamation that rushed into his throat, and saw Taizun Dayan's eyes showing deep meaning, looking at Xun Weng and saying: "You should know that your soul power is now exhausted. If you are subjected to the soul search technique,
There is only one outcome, and that is to lose your soul immediately."
Xun Weng flipped his sleeves casually, and his Taoist robe spread out in the wind, saying: "What the great monk said is absolutely true, but it's just a moment earlier and a moment later. I was already dead, and death is just another round of rebirth.
Start."
At this time, the swamp in the distance suddenly shook violently, and the dirty muddy water surged up, bringing with it broken dead branches and leaves, as well as an unpleasant rotten and muddy smell. And those gorgeous and strange lights suddenly looked like flowing flames.
Generally, it splashes in all directions.
Liu Qinghuan took a step back in fear, only to find that the large swaths of radiant light were blocked three feet away when they approached them, and then passed by an invisible round cover.
The corners of Taizun Dayan's clothes fluttered a bit, and he stood in front of him with his hands behind his back. His body was like an indestructible mountain!
Liu Qinghuan was blinded by the brilliant light. When he looked again after the impact subsided, he found that after the violent explosion, the spatial fluctuations in the swamp had surprisingly calmed down a lot, as if they had been suppressed.
The scope is also fixed to a region.
On the other side of the swamp, an old man in gray clothes was sitting on a hilltop. He was making secrets with his left hand and holding a fly whisk in his right hand. As he swung it, terrifying black ripples could be clearly seen around it.
He was sending rays of gray-white light into the center of the swamp. Each time he shot out a ray of light, the rays of light were dispersed, and the space cracks that had been forcibly torn open seemed to be forcibly sealed.
Tai Zun Dayan and the old man looked at each other from a distance, and the other party nodded lightly.
Tai Zun turned around and said: "In that case, Xun Ziqi, let's start immediately." He looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Or maybe you need to say the last two words to me, a junior?"
Liu Qinghuan looked at Xun Weng nervously and at a loss, and saw him blinking at him, with a teasing smile on his lips, and said: "Your descendant is a person with profound blessings, and his future is unpredictable. If it weren't for him
Dig this old man out of the dust, and I can only die with regrets."
Xun Weng raised his illusory hand and patted his shoulder, turned around and said firmly: "We don't have much time, please ask the great monk to start."
But Grand Master Dayan said to Liu Qinghuan: "Take your painting back, you are not able to participate in the next thing."
"Oh." Liu Qinghuan quickly took the Songxi Cave Heaven Diagram that had been floating in front of him back to his dantian. Then he felt a blur in front of his eyes and it had been sent back to the outside of the Eagle's Nest City's defensive formation.
When he turned around, the swamp seemed to be on the horizon, and the figures of Tai Zun and Xun Weng were blocked by the mountains and trees in the middle.
Thinking of Xun Weng facing death calmly, he couldn't help but feel various emotions.
"Junior Brother Liu?" A call suddenly came from behind him. He turned around and saw a burly young man with a black face and a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Golden Core, looking at him in surprise.
Liu Qinghuan recalled the familiar face and said uncertainly: "Senior Brother Bai?"
The burly young man Bai Fengming showed an honest smile and flew over excitedly: "Hey, I said I wouldn't admit my mistake. It's really you, Junior Brother Liu! Your appearance has hardly changed."
Liu Qinghuan suddenly heard that there was an attack from another world, and was so shaken that he left his residence immediately, so he completely forgot to change his appearance.
He couldn't hide his smile and went up to meet him, saying: "Senior Brother Bai, you have become a lot taller and stronger. If you weren't still as black as before, I wouldn't dare to recognize you. However, you have never claimed to be a person after so many years."
Change it, haha."
Bai Fengming also laughed loudly. He was no longer the little black fat man back then. He was similar in height to Liu Qinghuan, but more muscular. His demeanor was calm and honest, hiding his agility and shrewdness. And because he had been torn apart by beasts for many years on the battlefield,
Killing adds to the vicissitudes of life.
He smiled and said: "Actually, I have changed it. But when I saw you, I suddenly returned to our childhood."
They were young friends. They started training together and practiced together, but later they were separated due to their respective circumstances. How could they have imagined that more than a hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye. Although they had contact in the past, they were not face to face like they are now.
Liu Qinghuan said: "Senior Brother Bai, when did you come back from Jade Dragon City? The last time I passed by Jade Dragon City, you happened to go to the northern border, and you missed me. It's really a pity."
Bai Fengming chuckled and said: "No! When I come back, you will leave just in time... I have left Jade Dragon City a long time ago. I went to Sao Feng Continent a few years ago and recently returned to Eagle's Nest City. Today, Japan is
I was going to Haoyuan City, but I didn’t expect that before I got halfway, I met..."
He turned his head and looked into the distance, his thick black eyebrows deeply knitted together, worry flashing across his face.
The two fell silent in unison, and Liu Qinghuan said: "It's too dangerous outside, let's talk about it first in the city."
Bai Fengming said: "Well, this damn god, it really makes people unable to have peace for a day!"
The two of them quickly entered the formation. The Eagle's Nest City was now open to entry but not allowed to leave, so they passed the inspection of the guards smoothly.
At this time, the order in the city was slightly restored. At least no one was shouting out of proportion or running around like headless flies. The Cultivation Alliance sent out all the monk teams to roam around everywhere.
In the teleportation hall near the center, more monks who had just received the news were teleported back from various places in Yunmengze such as the Eastern Wasteland, the Ice and Snow North, or other immortal cultivation cities, sects, and residences.
In the air, underground, on the mountain peaks, and even on every street and roof, there were monks everywhere talking silently or in low voices. However, with so many people crowded together, the whole city was filled with a deafening silence.
shrouded.
Countless people looked pale, staring into the depths of Qushang Swamp in despair, as if they could never recover.
Liu Qinghuan and Bai Fengming looked at each other. They flew to a high place and found a place with few people to stop and watch the situation unfold.
Liu Qinghuan didn't know whether Xun Weng had already passed away at this time, and whether Tai Zun Dayan had obtained the space tracing technique and had worked with the old man in gray to prevent the other party from breaking the space barrier. He was sent back to Ying.
From the beginning of the nest city to now, the swamp has fallen into silence, and no major changes have been reported for the time being.
Bai Fengming lowered his voice and said: "Those alien monkeys have finally reached out to Yunmengze. I have known for a long time that those greedy people will not be satisfied with the barren Saofeng Continent. Sooner or later, this will happen!
"
Liu Qinghuan said: "The interface war has always only ended in death. From the day they broke through the boundary, it was destined that the two of us would never live in peace. Either you die or I die. By the way, you guys
I was with Sao Feng last year, how is the situation there now?"
Bai Fengming's eyes showed a hint of exhaustion, and he said: "Many people died. In the last battle of Damochuan, the opponent drove the monsters from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons in front, and the entire battlefield was basically flooded with blood and corpses in the end. I never
I have seen such a tragic scene."
Liu Qinghuan shuddered: "They actually recovered the monsters from us?!"
Bai Fengming suddenly sneered and said: "Monster beasts are nothing! After all, monster beasts are not very intelligent. Do you know that they will also capture our monks, torture them until they are dying, and then throw them out before the battle. This is also
A piece of cake……"
Liu Qinghuan was stunned, wondering what he meant.
Bai Fengming's face showed deep resentment and uncontrollable sadness, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Some people can't stand the torture, or are afraid of death, so they will surrender and be banned. Others... are
Run to the enemy yourself!"
Liu Qinghuan was silent, these were things that would not be mentioned in the Xiling Mansion newspaper. After a while, he raised his head and asked: "Has the situation in Sao Feng Continent reached such a desperate state?"
If there is no hope, a weak-willed person will have a high chance of surrendering to the enemy.
Bai Fengming shook his head and said with a gloomy expression: "Despair varies from person to person. If it were you and me, in the end we would probably rather fight to pieces than crawl under the enemy's feet and beg for mercy."
Liu Qinghuan lowered his head sadly: "I forget immortality, but there are some moral principles that I would rather not live forever than give up. Otherwise, how can we call ourselves human beings, and how can we talk about practicing Taoism and refining our hearts."
Thinking of what Xun Weng said, "Death is just the beginning of another round of rebirth," he felt suddenly enlightened.
Both of them stopped talking and looked towards Qushang Swamp quietly.
Time passed little by little. In the next period of time, more monks from Yun Mengze rushed to the Eagle's Nest City. Liu Qinghuan also saw several more figures flashing out of the city defense formation like swords that startled the giant.
.
The situation in that swampland is unclear, but the loud noises coming from time to time and the occasional sudden bursts of space fluctuations indicate that the situation is not stable.
Liu Qinghuan was full of worries, but couldn't do anything but wait.
Bai Fengming quickly responded to the call. The Immortal Cultivation Alliance in the Eagle's Nest City was already in full operation. Teams of monks were sent out of the city, but they didn't know where they were going.
The Silent Sound Towers built throughout the city were reopened, and the golden bells automatically emitted a hazy golden light like mist in the gradually falling night without wind.
Liu Qinghuan raised his head and found that the entire sky of Qushang Swamp was covered by thick black clouds like mountains and seas, with a faint whirlpool shape in the center.
His heart condensed, those were not ordinary clouds, but clouds of calamity that were slowly gathering!
Dayan Taizun! Today’s chapter has taken a lot of effort and exhaustion~ Many people are writing about immortal cultivators, monks, etc., which are called immortal novels. We mortals imagine another life,
We are free and at ease, reaching the realm of greatness, but are there real immortal cultivators in this world, or are they hiding in the mountains? The title of this book is "Forgetting Immortality", and it has written more than one million words so far, but its biggest theme is war.
, sects and people. The author hopes that in addition to immortality, he also wants to retain a human's chivalrous spirit, chivalrous spirit, or other things. I don't think an immortal cultivator who only has bloody killings can really become an immortal or gain any way.
That is the devil, not the Tao. Look at the immortals in our mythology, or the immortals in Journey to the West. They are just people with strong power and the same preferences and desires. But the Supreme Being forgets his feelings and does nothing in the Great Way.
It requires us to experience, comprehend, and break through in order to reach the real state. This is true for the protagonist, and so is each of us.