The vast land of Lanke, the ancient cave and fairy mansion,
If a person with great ability is aware of something, he opens a pair of divine eyes. When the divine eyes are opened and closed, the land thousands of miles around Lanke Mountain is reflected. https://
All the so-called events in Wangjiazhuang, one after another, are all reflected in the eyes of this powerful person.
It wasn't until he looked at Mr.
"This cause and effect is finally over!"
Click——
In a trance, a shackles were suddenly removed, and the last bit of kinship and karma was gradually dissipating. The Taoist practice that had been bound for hundreds of years showed signs of breakthrough.
The man with great ability seemed surprised and delighted, saying: "It's not in vain. It's really unexpected!"
This person with great ability is none other than the master of Lanke Paradise, the founder of Wang Zhi who has the allusion of watching chess and Lanke.
At this moment, the smile on Patriarch Wang Zhi's face gradually widened. To reach his level, every bit of progress is rare and valuable.
"The Avenue of Immortals, the Avenue of Immortals, I am closer than ever."
If it weren't for the deepening of the bond, this time it was removed, the soul would actually escape into a transcendent realm, go deep into the unfathomable realm, and bring Patriarch Wang Zhi's Taoism closer to a new level.
Although the so-called ultimate immortal is called the ultimate, the immortal path is infinite and the heights of the immortal are beyond the imagination of the immortal.
Every god who reaches the ultimate level is only three thousand times away from perfecting the great merits, and can achieve the level of immortality in one leap, live as long as heaven and earth, and shine as brightly as the moon. However, every god who reaches the highest level is not the end of true cultivation.
Immortal status industry, continue to sharpen yourself.
This is because the realm of Tao is infinite!
"The Avenue of Immortals is difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"
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Green mountains and green waters, a light boat floating here.
Along the coast on both sides, there are huge rocks, beautiful forest ravines, and often clouds and mist.
On top of this light boat, a green-robed Taoist lay across the boat, his fingers slightly touching the flowing river water, causing ripples one after another.
"Good mountains, good water, good scenery..."
The green-robed Taoist raised his hand to pick up the still warm wine pot on the side, directly followed the spout, and swallowed the aged wine in big mouthfuls.
Several large ships passed by the canoe, and several literati and poets looked at the Taoist wandering around in the canoe and called him "crazy Taoist".
However, Taoist Qingpao didn't seem to realize it. He was just holding a white porcelain wine pot, and the aged wine in the pot was flowing down from the mouth of the pot as if it were an endless ocean.
The Taoist was drinking heartily when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few streaks of light crossing the sky and falling into the vast mountains. Their divine light was so bright that they could be seen thousands of miles away.
"Huh,"
The green-robed Taoist stood up and looked at the stream of light in surprise. After a while, he murmured: "I don't know what happened to Yunlong Mountain. It has become more and more lively recently. The practitioners are coming and going all the time. It's almost time to catch up with a big event.
"Yeah."
"It's really strange. The attraction of Yunlong Mountain is really extraordinary!"
"Hmm... Pindao, do you want to join in the fun?"
Mr. Xun? As he glided down the cool river water from his fingertips, there was a deep and cold look in his eyes, almost as if he was a supreme being who had forgotten all about himself and others, overlooking all living beings from a high place.
Mr. Xun, who seemed to be lying lazily, felt that every time he breathed and exhaled, the aura of the river flowed, washing the whole body's big and small orifices. Every breath settled, and a trace of air flow followed Mr. Xun's body.
Mouth and nose, swallow and spit out little by little.
After being tempered by magic power, this flesh shell shed its mortal body and became an ordinary and mediocre person again.
At this time, more than three years had passed since he first came down the mountain.
During these three years, Mr. Xun has experienced a lot. He has been wandering around the world of mortals. He has been refined by all kinds of living beings. He has been polished by mediocrity and mediocrity. He has confirmed each other with several worlds, and his Taoism has become more profound.
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Even a few days ago, he realized the way of human immortality and soul, and his magical power is incomparable.
But this time when passing by Yunlong Mountain, I felt an impulse that there would be a chance to visit this Yunlong Mountain in the near future, so I stopped and watched.
I just didn't expect that in just a few days, there would be many ghosts and ghosts coming and going, and practitioners would continue to enter Yunlong Mountain.
Mr. Xun, looking at this posture, he knew that the unknown opportunity on Yunlong Mountain had probably become second-hand news on the street. Even a cultivator would know something about it.
"Hehe... so many cultivators... once they all fight for the opportunity, I am afraid that the entire Yunlong Mountain will be overturned several times."
"However, there are a few great monks from the mountain here, and these practitioners may not be able to change the world."
Mr. Xun thought about it and then shook his head.
The water in Yunlong Mountain is very deep. Even the two major Buddhist temples, Stone Buddha Temple and Tuas Rock, are not just a few hundred or thousands of practitioners who can be messed with at will.
There are thirty-six heavens, seventy-two blessed places, and three thousand channels of Taoism in the Tao Sect.
Buddhism also has five pure lands, twenty-four heavens, and three thousand whirling worlds.
The two major Buddhist temples, Stone Buddha Temple and Tuas Rock, are said to be closely related to the Heaven of Merit and Virtue, one of the twenty-four heavens.
Just this little involvement is enough to crush these practitioners who are at most on the verge of the path of earthly immortals to death.
Mr. Xun touched his chin, tasted it for a while, and said: "It's just such a lively thing. If I don't get involved, I'll fish in troubled waters. I'm really sorry for the 'black hand' who worked so hard to arrange it."
Of course, the opportunity on Yunlong Mountain should be a real opportunity for Yin Dexun Shao? on a whim.
But the cultivators who frequently come and go from Yunlong Mountain still make Mr. Xun instinctively alert.
Opportunity!
Opportunity!
What a few people know is a real opportunity; what a majority of people know is a disaster.
"Let Pindao see who is so courageous and stirs up such a big commotion."
Mr. Xun? His eyes were deep and dull. It was rare for him to encounter such an "interesting" thing for three years. It was a coincidence.
Moreover, with Xun Shao's level of cultivation as a human immortal, coupled with the five-thunder Tianxin Zhengfa of Xiaocheng level, and the superb swordsmanship of refining swords into silk, he is truly a rare opponent among human immortals, even on earth.
When immortals come, they have to fight to know the outcome.
The so-called earthly immortals are already true first-class immortals. They usually practice in the ancient caves and immortal mountains, so how can they really appear in this world easily?
So today's Mr. Xun is certainly not enough to despise heaven and earth, but if there are no immortal figures above the earthly immortals, what should Mr. Xun be afraid of?
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Yunlong Mountain is one of the most famous mountains in the world. It is a majestic mountain with twists and turns and nine-jointed peaks that rise and fall. It looks like a real dragon lying down. When there are clouds and mist, it looks like a dragon dancing.
In the Jiujie Mountain, there are mountain flowers overflowing with fragrance in summer, and pine trees wrapped in silver in winter. They can be said to be the treasures of countless poets and poets. From three thousand years ago to today, there are many historical relics left. There is the Xixi Spirit Well,
There are hundreds of historic sites such as Wangshan Tower, Guanshui Pavilion, Yuxie Bridge, Crane Fang Pavilion, and Zhaohe Ting.
For a while, Mr. Xun was immersed in the mountains and rivers, watching as he walked, getting in touch with the scenery in the mountains, and rarely interacting with other people.
Although there are many practitioners in this mountain, Master Xun never quarrels with others, and no one comes up to bother him. Instead, he is happy and pure.
This lasted only three or five days. The more cultivators came and went, the more cultivators from the three religions and nine streams, and the three mountains and five mountains, the more subtle the atmosphere of the entire Yunlong Mountain became.
What followed was a series of specious speculations, which were noisy in the world for a while. There might be a treasure from heaven and earth, a magical elixir, a treasure from heaven, etc. A series of unfounded speculations made all practitioners
Everyone has a burst of energy in their hearts, an energy that is bound to win.
If not for Yunlong Mountain, it is one of the holy places of Buddhism. There are many large temples and ancient temples in the mountain, and many of them have real Buddhist masters. The red-eyed practitioners were forced to calm down before they made any drastic moves.
But this kind of calmness was only achieved under the strong watch of a group of powerful Buddhists.
Once accumulated to the extreme, once it explodes, even if a person with great ability is on the side, it may not be able to keep the many moths in the fire in an honest state.
After all, the greed of cultivators is so great. The so-called immortality is the biggest and most unsolvable greed in the world.
On this day, Mr. Xun was sitting cross-legged in the secluded pavilion, tasting the aged wine in the cup, with a slightly smoked color on his face.
Mr. Xun? In the past few years, I have never left my cup, but my immortal body is otherworldly, so naturally I will not die of drunkenness easily, but I am slightly red.
"Um……"
His heart moved, he looked to the corner of the forest aside, the corners of his mouth curved a little, and he said loudly: "How wonderful it is to have friends from far away!"
"I wonder which fellow Taoist is so interested in visiting the sights of Yunlong. Why don't you join me and walk arm in arm?"
Mr. Xun had a smile on his face and shook the wine pot in his hand. The wine was in the pot.
Of course, if he didn't feel any hostility, Mr.
The so-called insidiousness and cunningness of cultivators is just like a blank sheet of paper in his eyes. In terms of cruelty and evil, whether immortal or mortal, Master Xun has countless "black hearts".
"Fellow Taoist, have a good heart!"
A female voice as cold as ice spring slowly came out from among the green pines.
A girl in plain clothes stood among the pine trees, her skin was as bright as snow, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, the inside was crystal clear, her face looked like a pearl shining brightly, like a beautiful jade shining brightly, and there was a coldness between her brows.
Aloofness.
Mr. Xun looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, raised his wine glass slightly, and said calmly: "My Taoist friend's character is not bad."
"I think most practitioners are like headless flies, wandering around just for some illusory opportunity. Immortals who are as cold and cold as fellow Taoists are the rarest ones."
The beautiful eyes of the girl in plain clothes flashed slightly, her cold face showed no change, and she said softly: "Is it a chance... let's call it this, call it this... but what really makes fellow Taoist stop here is probably not...
A little chance?"
Hearing this, Mr.
Of course, if you don’t have the slightest bit of curiosity, you won’t know the problem and still fall into this urn voluntarily.
"I am a poor Taoist, a third-generation disciple of Qingxia Jinghua Cave Heaven, Su Haoyue!"
Just this one word speaks louder than thousands of words.
The girl in plain clothes said calmly: "Although I, Qingxia Jinghua Dongtian, am not of the supreme lineage of Taoism, I am still the leader in one area. It's just a little chance. No matter how big the opportunity is, I can still be compared with Qingxia Jinghua Dongtian."
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Qingxia Jinghua Cave Heaven, ranked among the top ten among the thirty-six cave heavens, is the top giant known as the eighth cave heaven, and is one of the true leaders of the Taoist sect.
The so-called thirty-six caves, each cave is opened by an immortal figure, and each cave is an important place to suppress the Taoist destiny.
Those immortal figures of the Great Dao are self-proclaimed incarnations of the Dao of Heaven, shocking existences that are immortal and immortal. Each of them is a treasure of the world, and each of them is one of the cornerstones of the world.
A powerful god has the power to rule over thousands of households!
Seeing the aloofness in the girl's beautiful face, Mr. Xun understood this 'arrogance' very well.
After all, with a Celestial Patriarch, looking at all the sentient beings in the world, one can already stand on the top of the mountain and see the mountains at a glance.
This is a proud woman!
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On this day, the long-simmering conflict finally broke out...
boom!
Long!
Long!
A roar that seemed like thousands of horses galloping, darkening the sky and the earth, echoed in Jiujie Yunlong Mountain.
Many practitioners in Yunlong Mountain all focused their attention on the source of the roar.
This was a battle between two human beings. In the fierce fire, the spells collided, causing the rocks in Zhouza Mountain to almost collapse.
"Which family member is this? He is so reckless..."
"Tsk tsk..."
"Finally I can't help but take action, quack quack..."
"Hoo hoo ho... Fight, fight, kill one, and you will lose one opponent!"
Whether it's light or dark, whether it's good or evil, there are more than a few hundred practitioners, their thoughts span the void, watching the two people fight from a distance.
Mr. Xun and Su Haoyue were also there, quietly looking at the two immortals. The divine fire was burning so fiercely that it almost made people want to have the illusion of incineration themselves.
Since their meeting that day, the two have discussed Taoism several times, and they have developed feelings for each other, calling them close friends.
At this time, hundreds of spiritual thoughts fluctuated, communicating with each other about the fighting techniques below.
"Isn't this the little divine fire spell of Fenji Valley?"
"The Valley of Burning Silence is one of the three thousand Dao channels, so it's quite interesting."
"Hey... isn't this the Lihuo God Temple in Qingyun Cave?"
"Good guy, a Lihuo God Temple and a small Vulcan Curse, aren't these the same as Maimang?"
"...hey...I like it!"
Mr. Xun was among them, silently listening to the conversations of many divine thoughts. The deities of these divine thoughts, many of whom were at the level of top immortals, were all attracted by the 'chance' on Yunlong Mountain.
There is only a slight difference between a person of this level and the Earthly Immortal Dao. Although it can be said that the difference between the Dao and Dao is a thousand miles away, it is also an extremely terrifying existence.
After all, the longer you live, the more likely you are to master one or two forbidden spells. Once you are determined to do your best, even a true Earth Immortal must avoid its edge.
Mr. Xun glanced indifferently and saw that the two human immortals fighting below had a tacit understanding with Su Haoyue and at the same time withdrew their spiritual thoughts.
The competition between the two levels of Dao Meridians cannot make him face it. The magical power in the Dao Meridians cannot make Master Xun moved. Unless it is the level of Blessed Land and Cave Heaven, Master Xun can really pay attention to one or two.
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And what Su Haoyue thought was roughly the same as Mr. Xun's.