Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 653 Qingfeng Yage has fallen, try your cultivation

Breeze Accord.

A large number of casual cultivators were surrounded by darkness, clamoring to participate in the affairs of the world and fight against the court to the end,

Yaoyao, Zhang Yuanfang and other pavilion master's disciples all stood on the high platform with sad faces.

Yuan Fang could only tell everyone at the top of his voice, "Don't talk nonsense, thank you for your kindness, and advise everyone to leave the capital city immediately, the pavilion master has his own plans."

What he said was extremely powerless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

But these people are all living in the world of mortals, and their hearts are in the way of Taoism and nature. Once they are mixed with trivial matters of the people, there will be immeasurable retribution.

A group of people led by Zhao Kun dug for a whole day and two nights, and the east building still stands proudly. The foundation has been dug out but the bottom is found to be round.

The further you go, the harder it is to dig.

At this moment, Zhao Kun also had a sad expression on his face, but he was quite emotional in his heart: "Is this design turning the world upside down?"

Zhao Kun thought of the earth five million years later, and that scene was like a miniature version of Qingfeng Accord.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun ordered to stop work.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, news was received that a large number of soldiers had rushed from the front building of the Qingfeng Yage, and they were killing some monks with little cultivation.

On the contrary, the cultivators whose practice is rising like the sun fled the capital city early.

What they care most about is not life and death, but they want to save a life and cultivate a higher level in this life.

It just so happens that some low-level casual cultivators regard death as home.

When Meng Jiuer arrived in a hurry, the sundial square was already covered with corpses and blood flowed like rivers. All the monks hid in the underground arena of Qingfeng Yage.

Yaoyao Liushen Wuzhu hid on the chair as if she had lost her soul, and let the several senior brothers take care of the overall situation.

On the open space, Zhang Yuanfang saluted all the guests one by one:

"Thank you for remembering the old kindness of the pavilion master. This trip is blocking your life. If you want to leave, as the eldest disciple of the pavilion master, I am willing to open up an underground passage."

When everyone heard it, everyone knew that Qingfeng Yage's organ technique was Zuo Zong's complex and connected in all directions.

However, the imperial court ordered all cultivators to be produced, and said that they were playing tricks to harm the country and the people, which made every cultivator resentful.

On the contrary, they are not proud of things outside their body, and they are not afraid of life and death of the flesh, so how can they bring disaster to the country and the people.

"But the Taoist patriarch has been trained not to use spells with ordinary people. Fellow Daoist Yuanfang, what should we do about this?"

A young man in Tsing Yi stood up from the crowd.

Zhang Yuanfang cupped his hands and said, "What Fellow Daoist said is very true."

"Then what if there is a senior with noble cultivation to guide us?" A young man in black stood up and said.

"What is there to guide?" Ah Jiu suddenly stood up from his seat.

Yaoyao was originally in a state of confusion, but she instantly regained her sanity when she heard a familiar voice: "Senior brother, it's Miss Jiu'er."

"Sister, it's Miss Jiu'er." Yuan Fang straightened her waist.

Ah Jiu said with a serious face: "Since practitioners are cultivating in the world of mortals, the world of mortals is already full of smog, may I ask you to sit idly by, or return to the mountain gate, or do your part to rectify this complicated world of mortals?"

As soon as this remark came out, many people in the audience whispered: "It makes sense."

"We are about to experience calamity in the world of mortals so that we can correct ourselves. If we sit idly by and ignore it, wouldn't it be an act of hooligans?"

For some reason, Ah Jiu saw officers and soldiers killing so many people who worked hard to practice, and his heart suddenly opened:
"I don't think escaping from troubles is practice. To be honest, the younger generation has a master who runs faster than anyone else in troubles. He keeps saying that he will not be polluted by the world of mortals. Then I would like to ask everyone, there is no way of mortals to support us. , what are you eating and what are you drinking?"

As soon as these words came out, Yaoyao subconsciously stood up.

The audience was full of uproar.

"I keep talking about sentient beings. Is it true that every plant, every tree, every human and every animal is not a living being? Isn't it in the Dao? Without the harmony of heaven and earth, even sentient beings cannot exist. How can there be a world of mortals?
You always say that the physical body is something outside the body, and you cultivate the three energies of spirit, energy, and spirit. If you cultivate the three kinds of flowers, you can become a fairy. Then, without this physical body that eats, drinks, and scatter, what kind of flavor carrier do you use to practice the three energies? The spirit of gathering flowers?

Look at the dead people on the Sundial Square. Without this skin, have they improved their cultivation?Still become a fairy? "

Zhang Yuanfang looked up at Meng Jiu'er, and he found that Jiu'er was different today, as if exuding a halo of energy.

Every sentence she said can become the main point of the practice method:
"Miss Jiu, what should we do next?"

"Why don't you, Jiu'er, come and arrange what to do next." After listening for a while, Yaoyao was already very excited. His master had also said recently that the value of the soul is far more than that of the body, and one can transcend life and death if he cultivates. Reincarnation, but Jiu'er didn't think so.

The meaning of her words is that life is valuable, and only when it is valuable can the spiritual power of three flowers come together.

"Our pavilion master is admired by others, how can you be able to encourage it with just a few words? Haha... let this old man test your foundation."

Saying that, an old man in his 50s flew out from the auditorium diagonally opposite, and rushed straight to Meng Jiuer's face.

(End of this chapter)