Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 271 Come and leave singing, how can we be mediocre!
Looking at Chen Xuan, who was enjoying the scenery for a while, Ji Qiu nodded in response and nodded with a smile.

And the vast dharma image that it summoned just now is even more mysterious, even Ji Qiu, who has a high vision at this time, can't help benefiting from it by glancing at it.

"The bright moon shines on the sea."

"Is this the realm of Faxiang Zhenjun?"

"It really is a completely different world from Jindan Daoist."

"In the previous life, I was poor and went to heaven and earth, and I was desperate to find a way out, but in this life, it should be different."

Realize the cause and effect, and have the original scriptures as a reliance.

The law is difficult.

But it is not indestructible.

Ji Qiu was thinking about it.

Chen Xuan raised his arm, only to feel that the mighty power contained in this ray of spirit had been exhausted, so he looked straight ahead, at the standing Taoist.

After a long time, when the light spots appeared on his body, he couldn't help grinning, and said softly:
"teacher."

"Take care of yourself."

"The day we meet again is not far away!"

"This aura imprint is left on your body. If a real monarch dares to disrespect you, it should be able to make him jealous!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared immediately, and then a ray of spiritual thought entered Ji Qiu's hands.

Hearing that mosquito-like, almost unintelligible title, Ji Qiu raised his head and looked in the direction where Chen Xuanna had completely disappeared, and suddenly burst out laughing:
"It's rare for this kid to be serious, but when he turned around, he was gone."

"But then again, how can I be responsible for my teacher?"

Although now, it has already climbed to the top of the law.

But this son can not have that kind of Taoism, I Xuanyang's kindness in preaching in the past, the merits are definitely there!

If I had snapped my fingers and killed this Mo Xiu Daoist Yin Yunzi, that eldest son would have been snatched from this corner long ago, and died with hatred, how could he still see the glory of his previous life!

After thinking about it, and accepting the respectful address calmly, the Taoist flicked his sleeves, and summoned this dark red Yuanyang Taoist soldier who was full of blood, stroked the sharp edge underneath, nodded in satisfaction, and then Chanted a sentence:
"Old boy."

"I've seen you for more than a thousand years, but still hate you for being a servant in the past?"

As soon as the words fell, there was no sound of sword chant humming and trembling, as if expressing fullness.

Looking at Yuhengzong, which is more spiritual than before, and when I was in charge, it had the slightest side effect of affecting the mind, Xuanyang pressed his palm heavily, and said:

"Okay, okay, I banned him in that town of Yuanshan back then, also to tell him to stabilize his origin and transform himself."

"That's right, how can you not be as spiritual as you are today?"

"Now that the weather is over, let's see the sun again."

"That piece of heaven and earth should no longer have his prestige!"

Flicking the autumn frost-like blade, Xuan Yang felt the bursts of joy coming from the long sword in his hand before the anger passed, and he laughed, and then the sword turned into a rainbow.

Then passed the Zhenyuan Mountain where all spirits are dead, went straight to the lower reaches of the river and sea, and flew away!

Now, the thousand-year-old ban has been lifted, coupled with the fierce spirit of Yuanyang Taoist soldiers, it will quickly disappear.

Think at least a few decades.

The place where Xuanyang once lived as the eighth generation.

The bento will reappear in the green shade and restore some of the style of the year.

On the other side, millions of miles away. (Is that adjective enough?)
Bian Yunzhou.

Among the four hundred realms of the Eastern Wasteland, one of the 88 small realms.

The so-called small domain is the place where the inheritance without the primordial spirit series sits, and the prosperity of all spirits is the small world of practice.

Among them, it is a holy land, or a demon country, or a fortune dynasty, and they are all in one.

And Zhenjun State, which is located in the eastern part of Donghuang, is respected by dozens of domains around it.

only because--

The overlord-level power here is called Xuan Zhenjun, also known as the Holy Land of Zhenjun.

Bian Yun, the true lord of the Holy Land, is one of the saints of the Immortal League, and the giant of the soul after ten thousand years!

With the change of the times, the Dao disappears and the demon grows, the demon rises and the human rises, and Jin Xiaoshi comes out one after another.

In the current year, it has become more and more fierce, not to mention the cultivators of human monsters and all spirits, but even the small sects and sects are fighting, dirty and broken.

The contradictions that have been left over for thousands of years or even the next ten thousand years will eventually erupt completely in no time.

If you want to change that situation, no one needs to end it all.

It's about the background of those times.

In the eyes, there is a stalwart fairy city hanging upside down in the sky.

No one young man opened his eyes, and the emotions revealed in them, if many Shaoli people saw it, they would probably be surprised by it.

The Lord Qinglian of Beicang, since she became a Taoist for thousands of years, has always been known for her decisive tactics and swift and resolute actions.

Since my debut, I have been unknown because I have avenged my family's blood feud, and I have killed wherever I go before.

Few people think that my expression will always be like this, and there is no other change.

But today, for the first time, I changed my expression.

"Bian Yunliang, sir."

The young man stood up, whispering the memories of the past, and then quickly closed his eyes again.

Just now, when I had achieved Qinglian, a ray of distraction and restraint in the arrangement was untouched.

So I met someone who was almost likely to meet again.

"See you next time."

After a long time, I opened my eyes.

At the same time, I flicked the Void Talisman with my fingertips, and the message was transmitted.

Immediately afterwards, that Qinglian took steps, preparing to finish some trivial matters, and then returned to the distant Beicang domain.

And the moment I sent this message.

A small Dao voice suddenly came from my cave:

"Beicang, it's a critical moment now, what is he going to do?"

Pieces of wind and sand hit, wait until I step out of the room.

It can be seen that in this cave, there is no majestic monk in a platinum cloud-patterned robe and a pair of green cloud shoes. He has come close, and his brows are a little relieved.

The platinum cloud-pattern robe, also known as the Zhenjun robe, can only be worn at the gate of the Zhenjun Holy Land.

And the person behind the eyes, named Qing Yuan Yang Jian, is one of the masters of Bian Yunliang's Bafang Peak, and he is the face of Dharma.

Now, he sits in Xianchengfang City under the jurisdiction of Lord Xuanzhen.

That city is called Tianding Xiancheng, and it is a small square city hanging upside down on the ground and imperial in the air.

Counting the surrounding Dao domains, there are very few people who can resemble it, even if Bian Yunliang is under the jurisdiction, and so on, it is only seven or eight.

Just collecting transaction commissions has brought great benefits to the sect in front of them, and most of the resources on the sect are provided by this city, which is the top priority in the strategic sense.

Hearing what Qing Yuan Yangjian said, I raised my brows:
"Fellow Daoist, with Mo's little resources, his real king asked you to take charge of this city for a hundred years, and now it's only the last ten years, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Besides, Wu Yuheng sits in the town, the demon sect, and the evil spirits, how can they harm Tiantian Cauldron Immortal City?"

"Nothing happened at Bian Yun's side, so I need to move to my place. If you return the resources from the first ten years, he and you will owe each other from now on, how about it?"

I cupped my hands, my words fluctuated, and I preached like that.

For this, Qing Bian Yunliang was slightly annoyed, only to feel that he said it was a hundred years one after another, and that he regretted it at the end of the period was not a bit too authentic.

But considering the strength of this person, I have nothing to say. In addition, the fact that the current top existences are leaving together adds a bit of haze to Qing Yuanyangjian's heart. He opened his mouth at the very beginning and had no choice but to say:

"Bian Yun, at his level, he should have heard a bit of rumors."

"You also lied to him. It's true."

"So even if he is really fine, as long as it is extremely urgent, can he stay a little longer?"

"Ji Qiu and Bian Yun are also such generous people. If Qinglian is willing, when he leaves, you can decide to give him one less leaf of the holy medicine, how about it?"

The holy medicine in Qing Yuanyang's sword mouth is a four-leaf Chen Xuan, one of its leaves is also a little less effective than the seventh-rank medicine.

Take the previous leaf, it will take nearly a thousand years of cultivation before Chen Xuan can grow again, and it will not have the effect of cleansing the Tao body and increasing or retreating the Tao rhyme. It is quite precious, and it can be said that a leaf is hard to find!
Faced with such small handwriting, even this gentleman can't move his face.

Moreover, I was even more keenly aware of the meaning beyond Qing Yuan Yangjian's words, my complexion changed slightly, and I immediately said:
"Qinglian means that Yuheng and everyone from Xianmeng really left together?"

As for the news, as a leader among Qinglian, I naturally got some points.

Regarding this, Qing Yuan Yangjian's expression was quite light:
"It's like that."

"What is the specific reason? Yuheng is also vague and detailed, whether he can explain clearly."

"The Heavenly Cauldron Immortal City is the most important thing in your Holy Land of the True Monarch. Now that Yuheng is here, there are two ways of immortals and demons, and between humans and demons. The undercurrent is becoming more and more urgent. If something unexpected happens, wait until Bian Yun returns. You are ashamed!"

"Fellow Daoist, let's sit in town for more than ten years. When Ji Qiu invites fellow Daoists to help you fight, it's too late for fellow Daoist to go again at this time?"

In addition to Qingbian Yunliang's words, there was some meaning of discussion.

In this regard, I pondered over it, and finally nodded:

"In that case, please slow down Bian Yun."

"It's really nothing important for Bian Yun to go. If you wait a little longer, it's okay."

"It's just nothing. When the time comes, Ji Qiu will leave here. At this time, even if Qinglian stays, there is nothing she can do."

"That point, we have to talk about it afterwards."

Hearing Bian Yun loosen his mouth, the Qing Yuan Yang Sword breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly cupped his hands:

"In this case, I will thank fellow daoists less."

"Fellow Daoist is worried. Once you pay the reward, your True Monarch will default on the payment, and you will also give him a lotus leaf from Four Leaf Bian Yun."

After all, that Bian Yun came and went in a hurry.

In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

Only the gentleman's eyes are inexplicable:
"Yuheng left, and these immortal alliances have their shadows."

The young man frowned.

I once had an inheritance, but it was the direct inheritance of the Yuanshen, so I don't know much about the structure of the first realm.

In Yuan Tianjie, except for the four hundred realms in the Eastern Desolation, the mountains and rivers are complete and reduced to nothingness. According to legend, it is caused by the next era. As for the secrets, I am also very vague.

Because there are a lot of messages from the next era, it is even more important to talk about whether there is any concrete basis.

An epoch is 17 years.

According to the oldest members of the Xianmeng, Yu Heng, it seems that this era is about to usher in the end of the year.

As for what will happen at the end of the era, does anyone know.

But Bian Yun felt that it was so complicated.

After thinking about it for a while, and also thinking about it, the young man immediately shook his head:
"never mind."

"Even if these jade balances are wandering around at the same time, it has little to do with your eyes."

"It's true, but I thought that with the departure of the ancestor of the holy land, the Qing Yuanyang sword was so easy, and even one leaf and four leaves Chen Xuan could be sent out, but did you expect it? It's a surprise joy."

"The leaves of the four-leaf Chen Xuan are a good thing. The evolution of the Tao rhyme contained in them is of great help to the transformation of the true meaning into the Tao and the transformation of the law."

"It happens that the ten-year period expires, and I will bring it to Mr. as a meeting gift."

Thinking like that, I also have the thought of leaving immediately.

As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, he retracted again and continued to retreat and practice, and only waited for the ten-year period to expire before talking about himself.

But he said he looked at Xuanyang.

After leaving this town of Yuanshan, Feng Xu Yufeng traveled all the way along the lower reaches of the river and sea, and wanted to return to the western desert, and together with Shen Yunxi and other Daoji, he drove the flying boat, returned to Shenxiao, and celebrated that small victory.

Moreover, telling Zhang Shouyi the deeds of Yuhengzong and Beicang Bianyun can be regarded as filling up the empty state of mind of this old man.

With the mood of harvesting all the way and meeting old friends, when I was a hundred miles away, my brows were slightly frowned.

Because at this time, out of my line of sight, there is no woman in blue shirt. Although she is a little embarrassed, she is sitting by the river and has not left.

That person, I looked strange, after all, I just met him.

It was one of the eight protagonists who was slapped away by this gentleman.

At this time, the latter two were probably frightened and stunned. After being photographed flying hundreds of miles away, they had already fled back to the sect's resident, and they dared to come out again.

He thought that the person in front of him would actually leave, but he stopped a hundred miles away and came up.

The eyes of the seven people met at one place at this time.

Seeing Xuanyang in the world, the blue-shirted woman's eyes lit up, which just confirmed the guess in her heart, and then she smiled wryly, and saluted:
"Dao Junzong, Bai Shu, I met that fellow Taoist."

"Come to think of it, fellow daoist is the one who found the Qinglian Taoist soldiers in Beicang?"

Although this person's words are doubtful, the meaning behind the words is quite certain.

Regarding this, Xuan Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was afraid of something because of the so-called crime of being pregnant:
"That real person is the fellow Taoist who was slapped by Chen Qinglian just now?"

"Just now Qinglian said that if the court offends again, it will be a big punishment to enter the stage. In the eyes, he still goes in. Why?"

"Could it be that you really want to fall here?"

At this time, Taoist Yukong stamped his feet, his tone was a little oppressive.

Bian Yun, the eldest son, just now dared to go in front of the real person of his sect, and said that although the authentic Taoist sect does not have Qinglian in charge, he may not dare to act presumptuously in front of me.

Thinking about it this way, Qinglian, the so-called Daojun, must be my opponent.

That being the case, why should Xuanyang shrink back.

As a human being, you should be small and square, and strike hard!

I, Xuanyang, practiced Taoism all my life, whether it was about reincarnation or the present world, as long as the small power is in your favor, it will be good for this person to show up as a saint.

So in my eyes, since there is no endorsement by my lord, as long as the white real person who claims to be from the Taoist lord dares to respect me, I will dare to stand up violently, and send him back to the west with a sword!

What about Qinglian, who is poor in words?

If it is later, Xuan Yang may still avoid his edge a bit.

But when this gentleman left, he left me a brand of divine sense. How could Yun Qinglian here fight to the death with Beicang Bianyun for a real person?
Seeing that Xuan Yang's thought was right, no murderous aura surged down his body.

The real man in blue shirt who called himself Baishu hissed and waved his hands repeatedly:

"A real person, a real person and hurry up!"

"Worry less, worry less!"

(ps: Thanks to the rudder master of the eighteen cards for the reward, Yixiao touched your heart with the 1k5 starting coin, thank you guys.)
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