Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Records of what happened in the world include the death of several civil officials, the death of several people who were once trusted briefly, and the help of a cultivator who entered the underworld.

However, before he stepped out of the huge ship, he was so naive that he didn't listen to his words and roared hysterically.

His bones were buried and separated from his hometown by the entire Pure Land of Kunfa Continent. He had almost no mortal support in the world, nor any relatives or friends in the world. There was once a barren mountain in the world, relying on his bones, and later on several mountain sects sprang up in the world, and in a short period of time, it became the third largest sect in the alliance.

"After Huang Su died, there was no one to succeed him as the Heavenly Mandate Civil Servant. Only the Heavenly Mandate Civil Servant kept his right hand in the palace and could barely read the Heavenly Mandate Star Plate... During the war, the true history of Shatuo Likongshu was also completely hidden. No one can remember those events, and we can no longer remember what kind of long war took place."
Patriarch Di Ling's eyes fell back into the calm water, and his fishing rod swayed slightly.
"It's like a painting that was originally pieced together and then burned down by fire."

Accompanied by a slight sound like the fishing float.

The surroundings are like everything changing, rising from the ground like a sect hall, with glazed tiles on the roof like a bone-identifying pavilion, magnificent and imposing like a sect ancestral hall, supported and supported to kneel in front of the mountain gate to pray and seek the land like a disciple Nan Nan

Originally, everything in the world was established, and everyone was supported by a skeleton.

When Yan Ji'an learned about the incident, he was shocked. It was like a sudden shock, like a huge cut. His righteousness was torn off, revealing the hideousness underneath.
I suddenly understood why some of the cultivators and disciples in the world exploded and committed suicide, and I accidentally glimpsed some of the truth.
Concepts collapsed, morality was lost, cultivators and monks who had once been high up in the world competed with the secular world, but now, perhaps they realized that what they had been pursuing for several lifetimes, such as "following nature", was a big scam.
What we have today is not a blessing from heaven and earth, but the result of our hands being stained with blood.

The earth is in turmoil.

So he exploded and committed suicide.

Standing up from the boat, he seemed to be at a loss as to what to do at that time, his plain face and little expression looking focused.

Although he looked like a world, the old ancestor of Diling was surprised. He still smiled and waved at Wei: "What's the hurry? Sit down."

No matter what, Yan Ji'an sat down with his master. He knew why Jingtan An was sitting on pins and needles. His sea of ​​consciousness was surging. The wound on his shoulder was getting more and more painful. Would it be enough to corrode his internal organs? The pain gradually spread to his heart.

"You are so jealous. Master has long told me about the war between the world and the ordinary world, about the withering and flourishing of the Shatuo tree, and about the various things that the Divine Phoenix and I have done for the world. You always told me that the world and the outside world can be helped by you, and I have never asked why."
Yan Ji'an's eyes were fixed on the woman's lips as if smiling.
"But now I suddenly want to ask you, why?"

Why kill Huang Su?
Why should we bury this piece of war history?

My breathing became stagnant and I held my breath, trying to come up with a reasonable answer.
"Silly disciple."
Facing Wei Ru's questioning, the beautiful woman leaned lazily against the wooden side, and her long white hair rubbed the fishing rod lightly with her fingertips, laughing softly.
"You, Qiao Lun, ask your master, now apart from the matter of the withering of the Shatuo Cracked Sky Tree, why bother with the three realms and six lands?"

Yan Jian was stunned.

“Whether it is the Mishi Continent or the Kunfa Continent, the Heavenly Realm of Transformation or the Wonderful Realm, all the attachments of living beings, such as love, hatred, anger and ignorance, will follow Huang Su’s bones to the ground and disappear in smoke…”
The woman finally raised her eyes and looked at him, as if sighing, but also as if asking a question.
"What good are resentment and hatred that need to be remembered? What good are obsessions that need to be written down? Is it true that every war has a meaning to be commemorated? Forget the hatred, let it go, and start all over again. What's the point?"

Yan Ji An answered the wine and came out.

"Everyone is greedy, cruel, and obsessed with power. From ancient times to the present, we are afraid of them."
Patriarch Diling said calmly, "Did the safety of the Great Sun Mine make you comprehend this matter? Think carefully, when these ordinary people find that they have obtained a few weapons that are enough to resist the monks, what should they do next?"

Big rebellion.
The Fanfu people first used violence to resist the monk guardians of the Great Sun Mine.
The consequences caused by them were almost impossible to control, like a riot.

The boat came out, and the woman waved her sleeves gently, softly and silently, like a force pulling the time and respect to sit on the new boat. The boat swayed lightly, rippling the water, and the confused face was like a three-year-old child.
Is that right?

Sacrifice and help others to achieve peace and harmony in the three realms and six lands, and seek a peaceful and prosperous era.

"Master..."

"Shhh."
The woman presses her finger on her lips.
"The great master and the world are ashamed of Huang Su, but these things, you know that you can do it and you can do it... silly disciple, you want to blame the predecessors for doing the following two seemingly wrong actions. You can be upright and draw your sword to stab your friend. How come you don't feel more guilty and painful than anyone else?"

……

Perhaps the past events were too shocking, and Yan Ji'an didn't make any sound for a while. He just sat there like a statue, as if he had really entered hell.

The old man of Dao Dadi Ling waited so long that he yawned several times, but the fishing rod in his hand remained motionless. He waited patiently for his stupid disciple to come to his senses.

Finally, when the heaven and earth merged into one, and the sun and moon took turns to rest, Shichu and Zun's eyelashes trembled a few times, and finally raised their eyes: "Master, what is the purpose of entering my dream this time?"

Patriarch Di Ling stared at the water.

"Back then, Huang Su'an's bones were buried in the Shitian Sect's land as a price, and the three realms and six lands stopped fighting, finally buying a moment of respite." His hand slowly asked, "Is the Three Realms and Six Lands peaceful recently?"

Yan Ji'an was bewildered for a moment, then lowered his head and spoke respectfully.

Nowadays, the Three Realms and Six Lands all respect Shi Chu and Zun as the most respected. However, they can still bow their heads in front of the alliance leader Duan Congyi and leave freely. When did they ever show weakness like Fu Jianwei?
The Diling Patriarch looked at him but didn't call him to stand up. He just suppressed his smile and said indifferently: "The Shitian Sect is located beside the lake and the mountain, and the Guixing Pavilion is backed by the Tao Pavilion. They are all big and powerful. They have to guard things under your nose... How is it now? Didn't they guard it?"

"Several things in the Track Star Pavilion were taken away by Fu. Fu's moves were strange, and I was injured, so I was unable to stop him."

Yan Ji'an was silent, but suddenly he remembered something. He looked up abruptly, his pupils slightly shrinking.

"How big is Funanan?"

But it shouldn't be possible...

According to what the ancestor of Diling had described before, the restriction of Shitian Sect was established with Huang Su's bones, and it would last for thousands of years. Even a great man like him could not break through the restriction.

What's more, Mofu has disappeared for a long time.

The water surface moved slightly like a float, and the old man of Diling raised his wrist, only to see a straight hook and silver needle tied at the end of the fishing line, but no fish was caught. In the rippling water, the fishing line drew an arc to the ground, and the silver needle refracted cold and radiant in the air.

"Mo Fuerli Zunming is not a creature of the Three Realms and Six Lands. His whereabouts are strange, his eyes are like Zunming, and his abilities are completely unknown. Shi Tian Sect is recruiting disciples widely, and the disciples of the sect move around freely. It is not difficult for him to impersonate or deceive the disciples of a sect as determined as Zunming."

Patriarch Di Ling collected a few fishing rods and threw them at his feet.

"You are so slow that it hurts me. The bones under the pool have been taken away by me. Why do you think there is such a strange phenomenon in the sky tonight?"

The voice of the Di Ling Patriarch was low, and it moved with the wind all around. The rising moon was covered by the darkness, and half of the woman's beautiful face was hidden in the shadows.

The eyebrows and eyes gradually become sharper.

"After the 'Huangquan Rest' was taken out of Jingtan, a disciple of Shitian Sect broke through and committed suicide. The next day, the last part of the 'Huangquan Rest' in Guixing Pavilion was also snatched away. From then on, more and more secret cultivators came into contact with the world, and the phenomenon of suicide by explosion spread throughout the world. And you, I am a good disciple, but you were completely unaware of what happened right under your nose! You actually thought that only a few parts of Guixing Pavilion were lost!"

The woman raised her voice, almost to a scolding.

Yan Ji'an was stunned and knelt down resolutely.

"By the time you were in seclusion, Huang Suru's remains had already been moved out of the Shitian Sect. Now that the Shitian Sect's Jingtan has dried up, the sect's treasures have also been affected one after another. The cultivation world is in turmoil."

Patriarch Di Ling paused suddenly, then took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"You also understand the consequences of suppression. Today, I entered your dream and caused great panic and confusion. I remind you to be extremely careful from now on... I don't know when you will return, and I don't know why you sneaked into the Shitian Sect. But today, 'Yellow Spring Rest' has fallen into the hands of others. It is impossible for you to take it back."

"Master!"

Seeing the anxiety and reverence on his beloved disciple's face, Patriarch Diling did not comfort him. He just brushed the abandoned fishing rod with his fingertips, and finally reached out to help him up.

"We all have no hope. Now that the Divine Phoenix has returned to the world, only our mortal bodies are waiting to be refined. When the Falling Dragon Secret Realm is opened, will you retrieve the real dragon scales as soon as possible to cleanse the marrow and refine the body..."
The hand paused for a few moments.
"Resurrect the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree and save the world from chaos. If you can understand it,

Yan Ji'an kept his head down and listened.

From his plain and wooden face, one could instantly glimpse a trace of distraught An Yi.

At this time, the mountain breeze blows by, and in the dream An Zhongzun knows how many years have passed, but he also feels at ease with the chill of autumn wind.

Yan Ji'an raised his eyes, and was only able to catch a glimpse of the anxiety about the turbulent situation and the infinite pity for his disciple who was a world-renowned master in the eyes of the nearby Diling Patriarch... While Yan Ji'an was stunned, the wind started to rise again, and the small boat like a leaf began to turn around and float on the edge of the clear pond.

As if he had realized something, Yan Ji'an turned his hand and grabbed the master's shoulder.
The cold hand felt soft and boneless, as if I had caught something, but also as if I had caught nothing. In an instant, my sea of ​​consciousness fell into silence, falling into complete darkness. I could feel the dull pain in my shoulder, as if the bite marks from a wild animal were healing. At the same time, I could hear the woman sighing and exhorting me, speaking earnestly.

[Remember, you and the Divine Phoenix are of the same origin, so don't let others help you or you will become alienated from them.]

……

Nan Fuxiu heard that Yan Ji'an came out of seclusion at Chou time this morning.

When I heard the news from the world, I was in the dining hall, holding my chin with one hand and playing with the wooden chopsticks in my hand. I was really surprised that I couldn't welcome the master out of retreat next time.

From a long time ago, probably since the great phoenix descended to the world (of course, this event has little to do with the hands), the hands have no longer grasped the time and place of the gods.

In the past, Rushou was still in a leisurely mood and was angry about this, but now his next reaction was to sneer at Taotao. After all, Dashou once said to Zun, "If you can see the eldest sister in time after coming out of seclusion with me, you may go back and come out again."

Tao Tao's face flushed red, and she was so angry that she was embarrassed. She asked Nan Fuxiu where he was going at that time. Nan Fuxiu answered inexplicably: "Of course I sleep a lot. I sleep a lot. I sleep a lot. Have you heard of it?"

Taotao was about to curse at him for smiling so playfully, when suddenly someone outside shouted loudly, and they were about to stand up.

My heart beat faster.

Nan Fuxiu subconsciously looked out at Nan Nan
To be honest with you, I was actually quite happy to hear that Yan Ji'an had come out of seclusion... The cultivators and the world are in chaos now, and if you come out soon, it will be like missing a backbone (Lu Sang, the mascot of the world, could have been worthy of the title, but he came too late, and for the time being he cannot carry the responsibility of the world on his own).

Hearing the sound of bronze bells from the tassels of the Yu Sui Sword, Nan Fuxiu stood up a few times, but Taotao walked out quickly with a mocking "tsk tsk" sound.
No matter what Taotao Dazun misunderstood, he still had a lot of things to report to Yan Ji'an.

For example, the recent tragic situation of Xiu and Jie An; for example, the evil little invention that Hand tinkered with has been put to good use; for example, the amount of black cracked ore brought back by Hand from the Sun Mine is enough to help the disciples; for example, Hand worked day and night to save Xiu and Jie, so as not to hinder the sect next time...

Nan Fuxiu walked out of the dining hall door and looked up to see a man in a black robe and a sword in the distance, heading out to greet him.

"Master, I am Nan Nan"

Nan Fuxiu pushed Fu Qun aside and squeezed forward.

At the same time, the banquet was held in several places.

However, when he easily squeezed to the front row, he didn't even have time to react before what happened next happened instantly. He only heard a loud "clang" sound in his ear and a sharp sword energy came towards him. Nan Fuxiu subconsciously turned his head to dodge, and Yu Xiu saw that it was so close that he broke the Qing Xiu sword into two pieces!

The wreckage of Qing Xiu's sword fell to the ground, and Shi Chu and Zun stabbed out the natal sword, which deviated from the original direction of Nan Fu Xiu's cyclone sea of ​​consciousness and dantian. It brushed past his hand like the tip of his nose, and the sword energy cut off a few strands of hair.
The sword cultivator calmed down, and Nan Fuxiu opened his eyes wide in confusion.

"Nan Fuxiu, if you now plead guilty, I will spare your life!"

He was as cold as before, and his voice seemed to be chilled by ice.

The crowd was stunned by what happened before their eyes, and the people they were wearing turned into stone statues on the spot.

A few feet away, the only thing he could do was to support himself, and the butcher who had just climbed the mountain and was still panting was as steady as a butcher. He held the scabbard of the Qingxiu sword in his hand, and it was obvious that he was about to throw the broken sword out.

"Why is the world so big? The world is south of you."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Ji'an had already put away his sword and slapped Nan Fuxiu's sea of ​​consciousness in the face.

Nan Fuxiu shocked An Yu and reflexively used his palm to resist!

The earth trembled and the mountains shook, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the heaven and earth seemed to be groaning because of the huge force!
If he used his rationality at this moment, Nan Fuxiu would probably laugh at himself for making such a fuss. How could a mere Jindan-stage cultivator fight against a Huayu-stage cultivator?
Mixed with strong true energy, the palm came forward, suffocating An Zhong's hands were almost ready to burn everything together, and the great master's golden elixir was almost broken, and his hands supported Xiu Nan Nan
When Xie Cong, Xie Ming, Xie Ji and several other Shi Tian Sect leaders descended from the sky and blocked Shi Chu and Zun Shi one after another, Nan Fuxiu was forced to retreat several feet without any force!

The blood was churning, my eyes were turning black, the impact was so great that the energy in my hands was stagnant and I almost felt nauseous!

He staggered to a tree nearby, mumbling "I feel like vomiting" and then blinked blankly, discovering something unbelievable...

It's just like that.

………………The hand is still alive?

Looking down at his own hands in shock, Nan Fuxiu couldn't believe that he was still standing there intact after taking the blows from several seemingly crazy monks.

Looking around, everyone was looking at their hands in horror.

Nan Fuxiu: “?”

……

Nan Fuxiu saw Zun himself, and the instant he faced Zun's palms, spiritual energy suddenly surged and evaporated around his hands.

As we all know, the spiritual energy cultivation corresponds to the five elements, and the overflowing colors are red, yellow, blue, green, and white. The color depth depends on the spiritual energy level...
The earthy orange color is unheard of.
Not to mention that the group of cultivators was like a living being with consciousness, spreading and wrapping around Nan Fuxiu like a turtle's shell, and then like a time flower, twisting and turning slowly, stretching out nine outlines shaped like a turtle's tail behind its back.

……

three days ago.
The mortal world.

I was poor and used the small wooden horse as a seesaw.

"So you're leaving a few defensive handkerchiefs as a parting gift and compensation?"

"To prevent Xiu and Jie Fu Zhenru from being too stupid and finally deciding to find a scapegoat."

Wu Qiong blinked a few times: "But when the formation was activated, are you sure that the spell looks like it has any of your characteristics?"

The butcher stopped stroking the blind and lame piglet and said, "What?"

Wu Qiong's face darkened: "You are such a great evil, no matter how great your deeds are, you will never hesitate to bite off a few of my people or snatch the 'Yellow Spring Rest'. At this time, I saw the nine tails clearly with my own eyes... When the formation is activated, it will be confirmed that I have colluded with you with good intentions!"

"Your Excellency has good intentions, but you are such an evil beast...? Can you use magic to manifest the Dharma image? Your Excellency, I can control it."

"..."

"Back to the topic."

"what?"

"Even if that's the case, it's still better than being stabbed by a sword."

"..."

"Then let's bet that we will draw swords against each other next time, shall we? After all, we are in the future, so it's not too much to expect such a thing from you."

"...I think you left a phonograph before you said good day. Let me read it, and then you can repeat the words you said before."

"How many?"

"Listen to how weird you are."

"..."

(End of this chapter)