Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 629 Remaining Thoughts
While the Five Saint Sects in the Linghuan Realm were fighting fiercely, outside the Guanghan Qingxu Palace, Taiyin Taoist was leaning under the Yuepo Jade Cinnamon Tree, playing with the Amber Flowing Cup with her eyes closed.

After a few breaths, he said slowly: "Xiao Que'er told Xuan Hong about Qing He, Jue Yue, Xiao Wu Cheng, and Jiang Si besieging and killing Yi Xun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Yong jumped down from the osmanthus tree, straightened his body, dragged the colorful feathers, walked to the side of Taiyin Taoist with elegant steps, and asked slowly: "Master, how should I explain to Zhu Zun?"

Hearing this, the Taoist priest of Taiyin chuckled and said, "Don't pay any attention to it. Although Zhu Zun's power is comparable to that of creation, he can only intimidate the outside world. He will not attack me before the time is right!"

"If that's the case, why do you still want to help Xuanhong?" Ming Yong asked.

Between words, it had already passed the message to Cao Wei, who was far away in the lower world.

Since it was an order from its own master, it asked rashly, still relying on the master's closeness.

If I say more and don’t do anything, I will be failing in my duty!

Hearing this, Taiyin sighed and laughed, "It's almost too late. The reason why we allowed the White Horse Temple to spread the Buddhist teachings throughout the heavens and all realms is because Sakyamuni needs the believers' incense and vows to dispel the fire of grievances. But this move is just drinking poison to quench thirst. He can't hold on for too long. According to my calculations, he can only last two or three Yuanhui."

Having said that, He stretched out his hand and tickled Ming Yong's feathers, and said with a smile: "This is also the deadline Zhu Ying gave me. If within this period of time, my original body of the corpse-greedy thought reincarnates and no one else achieves enlightenment, then this old snake Zhu Ying will definitely use me as a replacement and forcefully fill the position of the corpse-greedy thought!"

"If Xuanhong can take over, then the master can be safe and worry-free!" Mingyong said happily.

While he was speaking, the Taoist priest from Taiyin let out a sigh and said with a smile, "Right now, Po Xun has ruined Yun Chen's mind and is manipulating him like a puppet. He is on his way to kill Xuan Hong. Tell him to be careful and not to get into trouble. Losing his life is a small matter, but if he gets us who are also his followers into trouble and makes other Taoist friends laugh at him, that would be bad!"

Upon hearing this, Ming Yong immediately passed the news to Cao Wei.

After doing this, it asked suspiciously, "Xuan Ji is trapped in the Ziweiyuan Daochang in the center of the North Sky and cannot leave. Now Po Xun dares to act rashly. Isn't he afraid that Tian Feng and Di Lin will take the opportunity to attack him, except for his Heavenly Demon Mysterious Soul?"

"Maybe they did in the past, but they will definitely not do it now? Shi Heng relied on his immortal body to suppress Xuan Ji in one fell swoop, and forcibly took back from Zhu Ying his own soul and blood that he had to offer when he was weak." Taiyin Taoist said with a smile.

At this point, He asked, "Do you know what this means?"

"The boy is dull and I hope you can help me solve my confusion!" Ming Yong shook his head repeatedly.

In front of Taiyin Daoren, a Mahayana monk who has lived for more than 200,000 years, it, with its age of less than 5,000 years old, is not much different from a three or five-year-old child!
Of course, although Mingyong did not understand the secret, he already had a rough guess in his mind, and the puzzled look on his face at this moment was just to flatter his master.

"This also means that even though Zhu Ying has the remaining copy of the Book of the Underworld in her hands, and has absorbed Shi Heng's soul and blood, she still cannot do anything to the other party. How could a being who has lived for tens of millions of years bow his head so easily? Do you think Zhu Ying is willing to do so?" Taiyin said with a smile.

"Of course I had no choice!" Ming Yong nodded.

Hearing this, Taiyin sighed, "The power of the immortal body is really too great, especially when it falls into the hands of my reincarnated body. The reason why Tianfeng and Dilin didn't add insult to injury to Xuanji is probably because they suspected that my original body was on the verge of revival, so how could they dare to say a word?"

"Master will definitely not stop at becoming a half-step immortal in the future!" Ming Yong complimented.

Having said this, He said slowly, "Okay, stop flattering me. How is the ancient skeleton you have been contemplating recently?"

"Still can't get even a hint!" Ming Yong smiled bitterly.

Hearing this, the Taoist priest of Taiyin said, "It has only been over a thousand years. It is normal that you have not realized anything. Don't worry. This bone is the fallen body of an ancient innate god and demon of your Five-Colored Peacock Clan. Although it is almost decayed now, if you can realize some of the divinity and reproduce the great magical power of the Five-Colored Divine Light that can wipe out everything, when the Linghuan Realm reaches an irreversible point, perhaps you can still lend a hand to me, transcend the confinement of the Ten Thousand Dao Laws, and truly live as long as the heaven and the earth!"

"Tong'er will definitely live up to the master's expectations!" Ming Yong nodded.

However, Taiyin chuckled, "Don't force yourself! You have ordinary talent and no comprehension. Unfortunately, there are only a few of the Five-Colored Peacock Clan left in the world, and you are the only one who can be considered worthy of attention! It's normal that you can't comprehend it. I don't have any expectations for you. I just made a move casually!"

“Master, what you said…” Ming Yong didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Taiyin laughed silently, and then poured the tea in the cup in his hand into the sky. The moonlight in the cup splashed out and condensed in the air into a seemingly extremely complicated picture of the great Dao divine pattern.

Moving according to his thoughts, in a moment, the divine pattern record kept flowing and then evolved, from complex to simple, and merged into a ball of colorful divine light.

Then this ball of colorful divine light slowly fell into the hands of Taiyin Taoist.

"This is just the simplest step. Do you understand?" asked the Taiyin Taoist.

Ming Yong only felt that the moonlight was flowing and in an instant it had turned into a five-colored divine light, and he could not really see the process in between.

Therefore, it could only shake its head: "It's like reading a book from heaven!"

Hearing this, Taiyin smiled and said, "Look, I am only telling the truth. When my original master, Taoist Mu Xuan, was your age, he had already created the most suitable cultivation method "Zhou Tian Mu Xuan Gong" according to his own needs. But now you can't even figure out the power of your own bloodline. To say that you are ordinary is already a compliment!"

"Tong'er will definitely do his best!" Ming Yong expressed his opinion hurriedly!
After saying so, it flapped its wings and flew onto the Yuepo Jade Cinnamon Tree, then landed on its nest built on a branch and carefully observed a small piece of white bone.

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On the other side, in the Four Pillars Yin and Yang Secret Realm derived from Yi Kun's inner vision, he has now transformed into tens of thousands of people, scattered across the sky above this surging sea of ​​fire.

However, Xiao Wucheng did not hesitate at all. He rushed forward with his sword and swept across, cutting all the tens of thousands of Yi Ji in half.

But after the opponent's upper body fell off, his lower body and two legs grew out.

The same goes for the lower half of the body.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Yun had become as many as two or three thousand people, and the aura displayed by each of them was undoubtedly that of the Tribulation Crossing Stage!
However, the other side did not rely on their numbers to bully the weak, but just stood there stupidly.

Seeing this, Xiao Wucheng raised his broadsword and said in a cold voice, "Daoyou should still have some strength left. There is no need to act so hypocritically!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his machete and pointed it at the nose of one of the opponents with an extremely cold expression.

Upon hearing these words, the dense crowd of people disappeared in an instant, leaving only Yi Yi who was surrounded.

At this moment, this person still had a calm look on his face, and there was no injury on his body, nor was his aura weakened at all, as if what Xiao Wucheng had done before had no effect at all!
"Everyone, how about you stop and we can live in peace!" Yi Yi said slowly.

"Six Bing and Six Ding are the fire of civil and military affairs, and then Yin and Yang are born and derived from each other. Fellow Daoist Yi, are you ready to follow the path of Yin and Yang?" Jiang Si frowned.

"It seems you guys still won't give up!" Yi Yi sighed. As he spoke, his expression was quite disappointed, and he seemed to have aged a bit!

"Friend Yi, you have been deceived by Xuan Ji and chosen by Xuan Hun. Now Xuan Ji has escaped from the world, this is a rare and golden opportunity. You have a chance to completely get rid of it, but when?" Jue Yue asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Yi laughed and said, "You all just want to cut off my Mahayana path. Why bother saying more? It will inevitably make other fellow Taoists laugh at you!"

"In this case, there is no need for us to test each other anymore!" Xiao Wucheng said slowly.

After saying that, he took out a seemingly ordinary sword and threw it into the sky!
However, as the sword appeared, the will contained in it that seemed to last forever caused the secret realm derived from Yi Yun's inner scene to suddenly change.

The raging sea of ​​fire formed by the six Bing and six Ding divine fires suddenly turned into a seemingly ordinary ocean.

And at this moment, a blood moon suddenly appeared in the sky, and under the moon, there seemed to be a human figure, holding a green sword, walking on the wind.

Seeing this, Yi Yi was shocked and angry: "Hongyue, you are not dead, it's impossible!"

As he spoke, the figure pierced his chest with a sword.

Yi Yi looked down at the long sword on his right chest and couldn't help laughing: "Fortunately it's not the blood moon, otherwise I wouldn't be so merciful!"

As he spoke, the remaining figure of thought dissipated like light and mist and disappeared with the wind.

As the figures disappeared, everyone escaped from Yiyi's inner secret realm and returned to Xuanyuantian.

Qing He looked at the long sword in Xiao Wucheng's hand and sighed softly: "The broken body will go to the ancient times, the blood moon will fall into the ocean, Daoist Hongyue, take care!"

In the past in the Linghuan Realm, the Five Saint Sects were no match for Hong Yue, a self-reliant cultivator who had attained divine enlightenment. They could only rely on the sect's treasure left by their own Mahayana ancestor to deal with him!

Among the five sects at that time, besides him, there were also Yu Dan, Yi Yun and others.

As for Jueyue from the White Horse Temple, he was just a youngster who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage at that time!

Jiang Si, on the other hand, looked at the Red Moon Sword in disbelief and said in a deep voice, "With a half-step Mahayana mind, how could the small world give birth to such a person? It's absolutely impossible!"

Hearing this, Xiao Wucheng sighed, "In the past in the Small World, Hongyue was able to kill Xuanji's body in the lower world! It's a pity that he was trapped in the Small World and was unwilling to give in and accept Xuanji's guidance to ascend to the Linglong World. Otherwise, now..."

Yi Yi coughed up blood, covered his wound, slowly stood up, and said with a smile: "If Qu Quan is gone, will Hong Yue still be Hong Yue?"

As he spoke, his figure slowly disappeared.

At this moment, the vast net emerged and trapped him inside.

However, Yi Yi was not at all flustered. Instead, he bowed slightly and said, "Excuse me, Your Excellency!"

As soon as these words fell, a spiritual bead as big as a star suddenly fell from the distant sky, breaking the net in an instant.

Then a young man who looked somewhat similar to Cao Wei appeared, stretched out his hand, and brought Yi Yun to his side.

As soon as he saw the person coming, Jiang Si said in a deep voice: "Venerable Meng Ji, do you want to interfere in the internal affairs of my Linghuan Realm?"

Hearing this, Meng Ji said slowly: "I have received a favor from Xuan Ji and have guaranteed him a body of Xuan Soul!"

At this point, He seemed to say to himself: "Qingyu, how about giving our old friend some face?"

As soon as these words fell, a cold voice came from the sky: "Get out!"

"Youtu, you are still so impatient!" Meng Ji chuckled.

At this point, He said slowly: "But it's no wonder. With the Seven Killings that you practiced, it is still below the Xuanji Dao Fruit. As long as He doesn't die, you will never be able to make a breakthrough! Although thousands of methods can lead to the Dao, the road may seem broad, but in the end it is just a single-plank bridge that can only accommodate one person!"

"It's not your turn to point fingers at my affairs! Since you have revived with the blood of Xuan Hong's descendant, you are involved with that person, and you can't escape this cause and effect in the end! Do you think Xuan Ji is really so kind? If my Linghuan Realm perishes, your Lingxuan Realm will be the next one." You Tu, who was far away in the sea of ​​stars, said in a deep voice.

"Whether Lingxuanjie enters and dies or not, what does it have to do with me?" Meng Ji said with a smile.

Having said this, he was seen carrying Yi Xun and merging into the spirit bead that was like a huge star, then turned into a phantom and disappeared.

At that moment, above the sea of ​​stars, the sun and the moon transformed by Qingyu, Taijiu and Biqing were shining brightly against each other. Youtu and other Mahayana Taoist friends were unable to spare any extra energy, and used their own Dao fruits to prop up the Linghuan Realm to avoid falling into dust and falling into the land of Guixu.

In the vast sky, a big star suddenly emerged.

But in the next moment, the four ancient masters, Ju Mang, Rushou, Zhu Rong and Xuan Ming, had surrounded him.

"Just surrender and don't let me do anything!" Ju Mang, who looked like a boy riding a cow, said slowly.

However, before the other party could respond, Ruoshou shouted angrily: "Sweep away the enemy!"

As he spoke, he chopped down with the axe in his hand.

As a golden light flashed by, the big star suddenly split into two, cracked in the middle, and then restored to its original state in the interaction between reality and illusion.

However, Meng Ji, who was in the stars, did not even raise his eyelids, and said calmly: "The restrictions of the World of Consciousness Pearl are all in Linglong's hands. Even if you four old guys are so powerful, you can't do anything to me!"

As soon as these words fell, Xuanming, who had a human face and a bird body, with green snakes hanging from his ears and two dragons under his feet, sighed softly: "If it is true, I didn't believe it at first, but now it seems that Linglong has indeed made many plans behind our backs!"

Having said this, He turned and left.

"Meng Ji, you take care of yourself!" Zhu Rong said in a deep voice.

After saying this, He also left.

At this moment, Meng Ji bowed slightly and said to Zhu Rong's back: "Farewell, Master!"

(End of this chapter)