I will bury the gods

There was snow on the wasteland, and Li Zhenren's temples seemed to be stained white by the snow, which made the old man look very kind.

But everyone knows what his appearance means.

There are infinite possibilities in the future, but there is only one right now.Li Zhenren and Lin Shouxi each imagined a future, people's thinking is completely different, and the future is also very different.

Li Zhenren is the real person in charge of Yunkong Mountain. Hundreds of years ago, he comprehended the future method. He imagined a perfect self in the future, and let this future come to him continuously. After arriving smoothly, he eliminated all interference and retreated for hundreds of years, only practicing tranquility.

For hundreds of years, he was like a static container, peacefully waiting for the dew from the sky.

Lin Shouxi's future has inherited the pale imagination. He is the Nine Ming Sage King at the end of the absurdity and the sun god of the future.

He and Li Zhenren are enemies of the Dao.

Lin Shouxi had thought of this when he was in the underground palace, but he never thought that he would meet Master Li so early.

"Yunkong Mountain Grand Ceremony...Hundred Years Famous Teacher Election..."

Bai Zhu's words echoed in his ears, and he realized belatedly that all this seemed to have been foreshadowed long ago.

On the snow field.

Lin Shouxi stood opposite Li Zhenren.

Bai Zhu secretly pinched the sword formula in his sleeve, ready to help the master, and Mu Shijing was also ready to call the living dragon of the Holy Land Hall to come to help at any time.

In the tense atmosphere, Li Zhenren smiled kindly: "Little friend, I misunderstood. Today Li came to Shenshou Mountain to attend the funeral of an old friend."

"funeral?"

"Um."

Li Zhenren looked at Chu Miao who was dressed in white.

"When my husband was young, he was indeed taught by Master Li. The two traveled together for half a month, and they were also called friends who forgot the years." Chu Miao recalled for a while, but she really remembered this past event.

Li Zhenren nodded slightly.

He is like a frozen white lake, full of sadness in the quietness, without the slightest murderous intent, as if he came here, really just to pay homage to the deceased.

"In that case, my Majesty, please go ahead."

Lin Shouxi didn't act rashly either.

On the next journey, there was one more real person Li in the company.

Li Zhenren is the most standard living god in the stereotypes of the world. He is immortal, indifferent, and has no desire for worldly things. He wakes up on time every morning, burns incense and sits and forgets. .On the way, he will help the poor, and he will also treat the seriously ill and dying. When there are injustices, he will draw his sword to help, and when there are quarrels, he will persuade them to mediate.

Mu Shijing looked at the head teacher of Yunkong Mountain with extremely harsh eyes, but he couldn't find anything to blame. Bai Zhu had a big opinion on Li Zhenren...

"He actually said that Bai Zhu is not qualified to be selected as a century-old teacher. It's too much!" Bai Zhu was indignant.

While comforting Bai Zhu, Mu Shijing felt that Li Zhenren was very pertinent.Most of the time, Master Li stayed with Lin Shouxi, not so much as enemies, but more like friends who hit it off.

During the day, the two drank tea and talked about Taoism, and at night under the moon, they exchanged ideas on the future Dharma, inspired each other, and corrected the fallacies in practice.

The eve of arriving in Chu State.

Lin Shouxi found the small pavilion where Chu Yingchan and Yeyue met back then. This pavilion has been destroyed by wind and frost for a hundred years, and it has been repaired many times. It is no longer what it used to be. Lin Shouxi always thinks of Chu Yingchan's gentle fairy figure.

"Is this the Huaixue Pavilion? It doesn't look like anything special..."

When the lights are on, tourists come here.

"What do you know? This is a pavilion repaired by Fairy Chu herself. It is of great significance. In the past hundred years, countless literati and ink writers have left famous works here. The pavilion is famous for its poems, and the poems are enhanced by the pavilion. The beauty of this pavilion , which cannot be expressed in words.”

"Why does Fairy Chu have a soft spot for this pavilion?"

"The fairy's favorite thing may not be the pavilion...

Tourists come and go, talking about this
Tingzi's interesting talk, no one can distinguish between true and false, and there is no need to distinguish.

The wind and snow blow into the pavilion.

Lin Shouxi sat in the pavilion until midnight.

When he returned, Li Zhenren was still meditating under the moonlight.

"Why hasn't the real man rested yet?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"There are some things I want to talk to my little friend about." Li Zhenzhen said.

"Well, I also have some things I want to talk to the real person." Lin Shouxi said.

In the darkness, the two smiled together.

No matter how well they talked and got along in the past two days, they are enemies in the avenue. When Xin Ning's veil is torn off, the time to see each other will come.

The two sat opposite each other.

"Please tell me, little friend," said Li Zhenren.

"I'm curious, how strong is the future self in the real person's imagination?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Hearing this, Zhenren Li raised his head involuntarily, as if he had seen the most wonderful thing, and the old pupils were shining brightly.

Li Zhenren wanted to find a word to describe himself in the future Fa, but he couldn't find a suitable word.

"Is he stronger than the emperor and the three evil gods? After he comes, can all the common people be saved? Or is it all just a fantasy dreamed by real people?" Lin Shouxi continued to ask.

"Well, he is the real Holy Spirit, an inexplicable life, unfortunately, there are barriers between people and people, I can't let you see Him too.,
Realist Li revealed a regretful smile, "But it doesn't matter, as long as He can come, I can prove to all living beings that even small human beings can pass through the bridge of time and reach the shore of infinite consummation. That day will be the true enlightenment of Mount Kailash.”

After speaking, Li Zhenren held his chest and coughed. He was very old. Compared with his future method, his body was more like a tattered bamboo basket.

"Is it."

Lin Shouxi didn't believe it when he heard Li Zhenren's description full of expectations.

"I know that Xiaoyou's future is also very strong, maybe even higher than mine, but..."

Li Zhenren sighed and said: "The sun is only the sun when it is far away from us. Once it is close, it will only bring disaster. I don't know if you have used the Wanli eyepiece of Yunkong Mountain. Through that mirror, we can see As for the few stars that are close to the sun, they are beautiful from a distance, but once you get closer, you will find that it is a purgatory on earth, and the naked eye cannot see living creatures at all.”

"What the real person said is very true, but you also said that there are barriers between people and people. I can't prove the power of the Holy King of Jiuming to you in advance, but I believe that it will bring salvation, not disaster. "Lin Shouxi said.

"It seems that none of us can convince anyone," said Li Zhenren.

"Isn't this destined?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Yes."

Li Zhenren sighed leisurely and said, "Since you can't convince the other party, let's talk about life and death."

Lin Shouxi knew that there would be a battle between them sooner or later, but he did not expect that this battle would come so soon.

"If I am alive, with Bai Zhu's level, I will not be able to get the title of a century-old master teacher. It just so happens that you, the master, will clear the way for her." Li Zhenren smiled slightly.

Masato raised his wrist.

Between him and Lin Shouxi, dotted lines criss-crossed, presenting a chessboard impressively.

The two began to place pieces on the chessboard.

If there were bystanders at this time, he would definitely think that these two people were scumbags and rascals.

Because they are not playing chess, there are no rules in their chess, and it's not like you play one hand and another hand, they pick up the chess pieces and slap them on the chessboard without any thinking, and the speed is unbelievable.

"I've placed a Big Dipper here first, and I'll take the chess piece away first." Li Zhenren said with a cheerful smile.

"Um."

Lin Shouxi didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and said: "I also have seven sons here, and the seven sons connected together are the seven-star sword, which can kill your big dragon."

Say

Come on, Lin Shouxi directly grabbed a large piece of Li Zhenren's chess.

"Hiss——" Master Li frowned, and after a while he laughed loudly: "It's wonderful, it's really a wonderful hand... But, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole are behind, just look at my hand."

Li Zhenren didn't make a move, but used his finger as a pen, and the pen followed the dragon and the snake.

On the nine chess pieces scattered next to the seven-star sword, the words that all the fighters are in front of the battle suddenly appeared. This is the Taoist mantra, the secret blessing of Liujia. Once the mantra was revealed, Lin Shouxi's seven-star sword quickly fell apart.

But Lin Shouxi didn't panic at all.

He engraved the character 'General' on a chess piece in the corner.

"My general has already fled. Although you have damaged the seven-star sword, it will not help the overall situation." Lin Shouxi said calmly.

"You have already shown your face, and you will be surrounded and killed sooner or later, little friend, you are still in a hurry." Li Zhenren said.

Lin Shouxi flicked his sleeves.

The character 'General' on this chess piece disappeared again.

"This is..." Li Zhenren frowned.

"He's disarmed and returned to the fields." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

Li Zhenren clapped his hands in praise.

Fortunately, no one watched their chess, otherwise, they would definitely feel that the lunatics play chess with boundless joy.

This game was played until midnight.

In the end, Li Zhenren looked at the empty chess basket and said, "It's still not as quick thinking as young people... I would like to admit defeat, it is the old man who lost."

"Concession."

Lin Shouxi also cupped his hands, his face was pale, and he was obviously exhausted.

After Li Zhenren conceded defeat, his chess pieces disintegrated together with his body, first his hands disappeared, then his feet and body also began to disappear, and finally, his head tilted and turned into ashes in the air.

Li Zhenren's Taoist robe fell to the ground feebly.

Lin Shouxi looked at Master Li's empty Taoist robe, feeling unreal.

But he really couldn't feel Li Zhenren's breath anymore.

but.

After Lin Shouxi went back to his room and took a nap, the real Li, who had died in front of him, came back to life.

"I'm sorry, Li is indeed willing to fight and admit defeat, but the future me is too strong, he won't allow me to die like this, so I was forced to come back to life."

Not only did Li Zhenren come back to life, but he also looked much younger. His original pale hair has also become black and white. He said: "I am shaping the future me, and the future me is also restraining the present me. I can no longer Decide your own life and death."

early morning.

Lin Shouxi put on a snow-white mourning dress and tied a white forehead scarf, and went to attend the funeral ceremony of Chu State.

Because of the catastrophe at the Holy Land Hall, both Shenshou Mountain and the Chu State near the Holy Land Hall's wasteland were greatly impacted, and the funeral of the King of Chu was also forced to be postponed.

Due to the heavy snowfall, the entire Chu State was covered in a vast expanse of whiteness, and thousands of families were completely untouched.

This is a sad day.

White flags flutter in the majestic and majestic palace, and in the desolate and sad music, Chu Miao, the queen, beats the drums, adding a deep and male tone to the sad music, as if the old man has not really died, and the heroic spirit of the king Still soaring like an eagle in the magnificent world, protecting this ancient city-state.

Chu Miao personally presided over everything, and even carried the coffin for her burial.Along the way, she did not shed tears, until the tombstone was completed, she opened her sleeves like clouds, hugged the monument and wept.

Bai Zhu and Mu Shijing were affected by the crying. Although they didn't know the person in the tomb, they still felt as if they were being stabbed.

Only then did they realize that parting between life and death is a common thing for human beings. Cultivators are not indifferent to humanity, they just live too long.

"This is the difference between immortals."

After attending the funeral, Zhenren Li said to Lin Shouxi: "Look, Empress Chu is still beautiful, but her husband has inevitably aged and died. There are countless Taoist couples like this in the world. A woman with a strong cultivation can keep her beauty forever. But men can't."

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Because female cultivators are blessed."

Li Zhenren said leisurely: "You should know the existence of Dusk Sea.

Well, no one has ever been there, but people know that it is the sea of ​​consciousness of the gods, guarded by a goddess of true vision. Unlike our future method, what the goddess of true vision possesses is the "eye of the past", While gazing at the earth from the Twilight Sea, she also gave the nuns a unique luck.

Luck is not something illusory. For example, the patriarch of the three mountains was a man, so almost all the heads and teachers of the three mountains in the past were men.This is not accidental, except for the head and head teacher of Sanshan, female cultivators are far more amazing than male cultivators in this world.Of course, this is also some kind of imbalance. "

"Out of balance?"

"Well, logically speaking, there should be a male Immortal Master of True Sight in the Twilight Sea, but that immortal master has gone somewhere. Because of this, the luck of male cultivators is far less strong than that of female cultivators."

Li Zhenren showed a puzzled look. Obviously, he had thought about this question for a long time, but he still didn't get an answer.

"What else do you know?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"And that's all."

Master Li shook his head and said, "After all, the sea of ​​dusk is the realm of God's consciousness. Even if I practice the future method, I can only glimpse these things, and cannot understand more."

"It's inconceivable and admirable for a real person to know these things with the power of ordinary people." Lin Shouxi said sincerely.

"Little friend is absurd."

Li Zhenren folded his sleeves, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Many of them are told by my future self. He is getting closer and closer to me. I even feel that he is already whispering in my ear."

Lin Shouxi knew that Master Li did not lie.

He is getting younger and younger.

The white hair has completely turned into black hair, the wrinkles on his face have been flattened, and his skin has become smooth again. In just a few days, he has changed from a dying old man to a rich god He is a handsome young man, and he is getting more and more beautiful, and he has a face that can compete with Lin Shouxi.

——The future method is infinitely close to perfection in him.

"Well, what should we do? Is Master going to lose?"

Bai Zhu has been with them for so long, and he also understands what they are competing for - whose future will come first!

This is their competition, there is no flash of swords, no earth-shattering killings, they are more like a race, whoever reaches the finish line first will win the crown.

Now it seems that real Li has to go one step ahead!

really.

Li Zhenren sat cross-legged in front of them, put his hands on his knees, pinched his fingers constantly, and said, "It's today."

Today will be the day when Li Zhenren cultivates the Dao!

Mu Shijing's pretty face was tense and her expression was gloomy. She also knew that Lin Shouxi's situation was very bad.

Lin Shouxi's future practice was hundreds of years later than Master Li's. Moreover, if he wanted to make the Holy King of Nine Mings descend, he had to refine the magic pill. However, Lin Shouxi hadn't even gathered the ingredients for the pill yet.

At this moment.

Dressed in a lotus shadow floating in the sky.

While the fragrant wind was lingering, Shi Yirao came.

Her celestial appearance is still cold and arrogant, the only difference is that behind her, there is no longer the black sword, instead, there is three feet of ice and snow, on which the words "Ice Heart and Jade Pot" are engraved.

"Sister Shi, why are you here?" Bai Zhu was startled, and quickly reminded: "Although Master is fighting with Master Li, you must not kill Master Li. What's more, if you kill him now, it will make his future come faster!"

"Don't worry, I have my measure."

At that time, her lips were slightly parted, and her figure was like a cold wind, and she was at Lin Shouxi's side in an instant.

Shi Yirao spread out her jade palm.

In an instant, the palm of Goddess Baiyu was shining brightly, and countless rare treasures emerged together.

"This is the pure fire stone lotus from Yunkong Mountain, and the long-lived jade jade on the cloud. The stone lotus is the best, and the jade jade is the divine product. This section is the glazed rosy color, which is the bottom color of Zhaoxia Lake at three minutes after sunset. There is no trace of it. Impurities, these are the ten thousand year tung tree golden leaf and Daosheng Taisui of Shenshou Mountain. For this reason, I also clashed with the monks of Shenshou Mountain, but fortunately they were not damaged.
I trapped Xianluan at the top of the Nine Immortals, I didn't know which piece was its natal feather, so I caught it directly..."

In the hands of the goddess, the poor Ziqi Xianluan kept whining, its beautiful feathers trembling.

Shi Yirao said it lightly, but she has not slept for three days and three nights, and the color of her cheeks is paler than Xue at this moment.

Bai Zhu looked dumbfounded, thinking that after her sister said goodbye to them, she didn't retreat to the Holy Land Hall to cultivate her heart, but went to do great things!
"This, this is the dowry..." Bai Zhu was extremely moved.

Mu Shijing glared at Bai Zhu, but didn't say anything.

"I went to Wangye City, but it's a pity that the real flower of Linglong Jiuqiao blood hasn't arrived yet, so I couldn't snatch it for you." Shi Yirao said regretfully.

"It doesn't matter, the lack of alchemy materials may not mean that you can't make alchemy." Lin Shouxi took a deep breath, saluted seriously, and said, "I'm tired when I'm tired."

"This is nothing compared to your kindness to me." Shi Yirao said indifferently: "Okay, time is running out, don't waste any more time."

Lin Shouxi nodded and also sat cross-legged.

He was very lucky, his body was full of divine light, and he shouted two words: "Open the furnace!!"

boom--

The flame of the Holy King of Jiuming suddenly lit up, and the sea of ​​clouds above his head seemed to be on fire.

Shi Yirao drifted back, took Mu Shijing and Bai Zhu's hands, and led them to a safe place.

far away.

Li Zhenren and Lin Shouxi sat facing each other in the ice and snow.

Li Zhenren was shrouded in a magical method, like a pale moon, Lin Shouxi burned the sacred flame without damage, like a scorching sun, this snow field was like a white sky, the moon and the sun competed for the dominance of the sky!
No one knows who will win, they can only wait anxiously.

Bai Zhu and Mu Shijing couldn't see clearly, but Shi Yirao's expression changed first, and he said coldly: "Not good!"

"What's wrong?" Bai Zhu hurriedly asked.

At that time, the lips of Rao Xian were pressed into a line.

There is no need for her to explain in words, because Li Zhenren has slowly stood up.

In their eyes, this real Li still maintains a human form, but he no longer looks like a human being. Just looking at him, they feel burning pain in his eyes, as if they were looking at an evil god.Shi Yirao didn't know what words to use to evaluate the head teacher of Yunkong Mountain, the only suitable word was probably the perfection that Li Zhenren often talked about.

The real Li at this moment is almost a perfect person.

"It's a pity, if you have one more exquisite blood flower, I would really lose in today's battle, what a pity..." Li Zhenren said condescendingly, with an indifferent expression: "It's a pity, your fate is not up to you. There are still three thoughts left, With just three thoughts, I am completely complete."

Lin Shouxi sat cross-legged, not saying a word, the magic pill was beating on top of his head like a heart, like an eager baby, but without a vital pill, this deformed baby was still unable to send out the first pill. A cry.

Li Zhenren no longer looked at him.

The real person started thinking.

Just when he was about to complete his three-year plan.

In the sky, suddenly there was a powerful and eerie sound of chanting a mantra: "Life and death are forbidden rituals, if you forget the family rituals!"

This is the blood demon spell.

It is a complete blood demon spell that even Mu Shijing has long forgotten!
Who holds this spell?

As soon as the mantra was uttered, Mu Shijing immediately remembered its original meaning: never betray the king, and inherit the blood of the king.

Once the spell is over.

On Li Zhenren's perfect chest, there was a dazzling blood hole!
"Who?" Li Zhenren shouted.

in the snow.

A simple and honest person came over.

After using the spell, he bled from all seven orifices and coughed non-stop, as if he was going to die at any moment.

But Lin Shouxi still recognized him.

"The guardian is not lying, Wang Erguan, you are still alive."