Time has nowhere to go, heaven and earth are nowhere to be seen, and Li Qingyun wakes up from his dream. The small space is still a small space, and the stone monument is still a stone monument. There are no illusions, no giants, and even the blood-red small ocean has recovered.
Tranquility.
He didn't know how much time had passed or what happened. He woke up from his daze and was already standing on the stone monument. He vaguely seemed to remember that a lot of things had happened, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt confused.
The giants, stars, formations, and techniques seem real and illusory, like dreams and dew, and cannot be explained by mood.
The chaos of heaven and earth seems to be able to be split open with an axe. The chaos of the universe seems to be able to turn the pure above into the sky and the turbid below into the earth. As for the techniques, they can be classified as opening the sky, creating the earth, and making all things come into being. As for the subsequent techniques, he has forgotten them.
Well, only the stars in the sky and the endlessly changing star map can prove one thing or two.
My body was extremely weak, as if I had been reincarnated a hundred and eighty thousand times. My head couldn't think of anything, and my body couldn't think of anything. To my surprise, my spirit body flew towards the essence of the spring water in the space, and plunged into the spring pool, gurgling.
Gulu, I don't know which space in his spiritual body opened up, completely absorbing the essence of the spring water in the pool, and he finally woke up from his drowsiness.
The sky is still that day, the earth is still the same, and the small space is still the small space, but the essence of the spring water under the body has been sucked dry.
I woke up for a moment, and my spiritual thoughts swept through the space, across my body, and across 360 acupuncture points. Only the bright star acupuncture point in the sea of consciousness gave off a full feeling of fullness.
"What, what happened?" Li Qingyun was puzzled and couldn't even think of what happened. He only remembered that Zhou Yuantu was killed and the image of a giant appeared above the stone monument. He couldn't remember everything after that.
The small ocean has returned to calm, the fish carcasses have disappeared, and even the red sea surface has returned to blue.
The ferocious fish got into the ocean, the violent hounds also hid in the forest, and the two giant pythons seemed to have realized something. They coiled up like a hill and slept soundly. There seemed to be mysterious air masses between their breaths.
Spray out from nostrils.
"God bless me, I won after all." Li Qingyun stretched out, feeling refreshed and filled with endless spiritual power. Three hundred and sixty bright stars lurked among the meridians of the body,
Only the stars in the sea of consciousness shine brightly, while the rest of the place is dim and dead, as if it is sealed.
Li Qingyun couldn't remember what happened, and he didn't know why his body changed like this. Under the urging of various states, the spirit body took the initiative to return to the physical body. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that the spirit body returned to the physical body.
The sky and the earth were clear and bright, the autumn rain was cold and falling, and his body was sitting under a huge rock. No living thing came to disturb him.
At this time, Zhou Wenxuan had already left the Zhulou Hotel where Gao Fei was staying. He and Sui Han looked at the corpses of the three masters with blank expressions and said nothing.
"Dead, really dead, there is no possibility of resurrection. I have never seen anyone in this world who can kill the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family. Even the Juzhang master who attacked us a few days ago has not been able to do this.
Such a terrifying ability. I am not willing to give in. I am really not willing to die like this. God, please give us a miracle."
No one responded, and the room in the Bamboo Tower Hotel was as silent as death.
There was no one around, and there was no movement in their room. Zhou Wangxun and Zhou Wangkun were dead, and so was Zhou Yuantu. What was even more frightening was that they clearly remembered that Zhou Yuantu's body was killed by someone.
Gao Fei didn't want to remember what happened at that time, but for a moment, he felt that someone was dead around him. There was no mistake or loophole, it just happened.
He and fellow Daoist Feng Han also tried their best to track down the murderer, but unfortunately nothing was found. The attackers disappeared and no evidence was left.
Only the cold corpse allowed them to clearly remember what happened just now.
"Those who want to survive should escape from Qinglong Town tonight." Gao Fei's voice was hoarse and he no longer had much energy to express other emotions.
Gao Fei left, carrying Zhou Yuantu's body on his back. Sui Han and the other three people left without leaving any sound.
When they caught up with Zhou Wenxuan, who thought he was safe, at the county party committee guest house, it was already dawn, and the sound of roosters crow could be heard throughout Lingxian County.
Zhou Wenxuan was furious and did not want to admit the news that the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family was dead, so he ordered the three Taoists Feng Han to go to the mountain to find out the news. No matter what the result was, they would confirm the death of Zhou Yuantu.
In the end, Taoist Zhu took over the hard work, and his spirit body left his body, biting the bullet and exploring the place where Zhou Yuantu once appeared.
Li Qingyun walked out from under the boulder, stretched out and checked the sky.
He knew that daybreak was coming, and that no one could threaten his survival for hundreds of miles around, but he still couldn't be happy.
The strength of the Zhou family was beyond his expectation. An ancestor-level figure was so terrifying. Then the entire family combined might have many masters.
Because of this, Li Qingyun did not dare to ignore the world's heroes, did not dare to underestimate the world's heroes, and did not dare to claim to be invincible.
At dawn, it was still raining continuously, and the outline of the mountains a hundred meters away could not be seen clearly.
Li Qingyun didn't fly, he just walked out of the mountain step by step. The rocks were still rocks, the rain was still rain, and his pace remained unchanged.
After walking only a dozen miles, I felt someone peeping in the air. The spirit body of Taoist Bamboo was hidden in the clouds. Although it was about a thousand feet high, it was still discovered by Li Qingyun.
"Three dead are not too many, and there are still people who came to see off the dead, so let's go to the underground to reunite together." After Li Qingyun finished speaking, he lightly drew out a palm, and the sky and the earth changed color.
The gloomy clouds were instantly split open by Li Qingyun's palm. The Taoist Zhu who was hiding in the clouds was split into two halves before he could dodge.
The origin of his soul was horribly damaged, and even the clouds he was hiding in were split apart. A ray of sunlight revealed a red halo from the dark clouds, illuminating the entire blue-grey mountain range.
"Open the sky!" This message flashed through Li Qingyun's mind, and the small space was so frightened that it gathered this energy into it, nourishing the entire small space for promotion and supplementing its nutrients.
"What's going on?" Taoist Zhu only let out this confused roar before completely losing consciousness. Even his spirit body could not be reborn. In a daze, he fell into a permanent sleep.
Li Qingyun looked at his palm and then at the small space, seeming to realize something. With a single stroke, he cut away the clouds and mist between the heaven and the earth. This was no longer a skill of ordinary practitioners, and the sky and the earth changed color.
What can stop his attack?
"The first change of the Opening Heaven Technique is so sharp, how terrifying will it be for the remaining 359 changes in the star map? Open the sky, split the earth, and create all things. I only remember these three moves, but
Each move has three hundred and sixty variations. Once I learn these three moves, no matter how wide the world is, I can reach it."
Facing the splitting clouds and mist, facing the splitting morning sun, Li Qingyun looked up to the sky and laughed. The sky was still the same, and the earth was still the same, but he was no longer the same person he had been before.
The news of the death of the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family spread throughout the world overnight. It is still unknown who spread the news. There is no consistent guess about who killed the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family. There are rumors that it is Zhenren Juzhang, and some
It is rumored that it was a demonic evil star, and there are also rumors that it was the masters of the Third Realm of Li Qingyun's line who besieged the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family to achieve such a front.
Just for a while, there was no response, no answer, and no one stood up to take responsibility for this matter.
But everyone seems to be certain of one thing. Zhou Yuantu, the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family, is really dead, and Zhou Wangkun and Zhou Wangxun who accompanied him also died together.
The jianghu forum was silent for a rare moment. No one dared to post random posts, and no one dared to insult or attack at will.
When daybreak came, the current leader of the Bagua Sect personally posted a post expressing his sincere apology to Li Qingyun and his willingness to pay enough money to redeem his son Dong Liangliang.
The Bagua Sect, which has always had its eyes high above its head, was completely subdued because of the murder of the seventh ancestor of the Zhou family. To be continued^