I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 97

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Qingyun competes for the crossing.

Master Feng Boyu opened the way, and Master Yuan Tian laid down a grand array of all phenomena on Qingyun Mountain.

In the past ten years, the free floating air between the sky and the earth has been turned into wisps of green clouds.

Gathering three mountains and five mountains, all over the world, heaven and earth, fairy mountains outside the world... the young generation of nine days and ten places will gather together today to participate in this grand event.

On Qingyun Mountain, there are millions of people, and the scene is magnificent.

Yang Gang is alone.

Walk out of the city step by step.

Merge into the crowd and go straight to Qingyun Mountain.

In Yang Mansion.

A blood-colored magic knife seemed to sense the fighting spirit in the master's heart, buzzing and trembling excitedly, as if it wanted to fight with the master.

however.

The pair of magic eyes on the knife turned towards the room, as if it just remembered something, it stuck to the window sill suddenly.

He only pointed the tip of the knife at the sky, looking very much looking forward to it.

An hour later.

Yang Gang finally boarded Qingyun Mountain, a peak of [-] zhang.

And at this time, it was only Chen Shi.

I saw the stone platforms and guardrails on Qingyun Mountain that had been opened up in the early years, and the figures were graceful, layer after layer extending upward like stairs.

it's here.

Yang Gang saw the heroic heroes of the rivers and lakes, and saw the rich and powerful in Shengjing.I saw Taoist priests with a temperament as if they were gods, and I also saw dragons and phoenixes with various shapes and shapes.

The holy king is eternal and evergreen, alone in nine heavens and ten lands.

This grand event that shook the world attracted practitioners from all over the world to come.

The higher the Qingyuntai is, the more noble the representative's status is.

Many ordinary people in Shengjing can only look up at the foot of the mountain at best.

As for the fifth Marquis of the Zhongyonghou Yang Mansion, he can only barely fall into a middle class, the position of [-] zhang.

Mrs. Tai, the mistress Lin, and the younger generation of the Yang family have long been waiting here.

Yang Gang saw them at a glance, but did not step forward.

Standing alone on the edge of a cliff, just like the stone tire on the high cliff in the East China Sea, quietly watching the blue sky.

"Yang Gang, here... come here!"

A lively voice came from afar in the wind.

Yang Gang can see as far as he can see.

At [-] zhang, Yang Chan stood beside Han Xiang, waving to him from afar.

Han Xiang at the side nodded slightly, signaling to him.

"Yang Gang, I met my aunt..."

Yang Gang bowed to the distance, but did not leave.

After all, it was the place where Doubu had his own army, and he, an outsider, was not suitable in the past.

It's better to be alone here and be more comfortable.

See here.

The fairy-like woman couldn't help shaking her head slightly, pitying and sighing.

After a while.

A magnificent and majestic voice resounded through the world.

[The Holy Monarch is compassionate, with the world in mind.Set up the crossing of Qingyun, through the past and the present, so that all aspiring young people in the world can compete for the crossing. 】

[Today, Yuan is ordered by the Holy King to preside over Qingyun Ferry. 】

[Ten years of Qingyun Qi, once entering nine heavens.Qingyun contends for crossing——Enlightenment. 】

One command.

Huh—I suddenly saw a long blue river piercing the sky, surrounding the three thousand zhang Qingyun Mountain, like a sky river hanging upside down.

Strands of cyan air rolled in the river, condensing as if solid.

There are also strands of pure indigo-colored streamer, swimming like fish in the long river, at a fast speed.

Thousands of weather, let a person heartbreak.

at the same time.

The stone platforms of the three thousand zhang Qingyun Mountain are full of light and colorful.

All young heroes looked excited, took out a cyan jade token from their pockets, and input Gang Qi to activate Qingyun Token.

Immediately, the river of blue clouds in the sky seemed to sense it, and fell into clusters of blue clouds.

A group of aspiring young people set foot on Qingyun.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he climbed to the sky for nine days.

The millions of people in the audience looked up at the sky, feeling agitated.

It is an honor to be able to appear on such an occasion.

If you can shine in the Qingyun competition, people in the three mountains and five mountains in the whole world will remember your name.Even further, if you can leave your name on the road of Qingyun that has not changed for 500 years...

Groups of blue clouds rise into the sky, and countless young heroes start to fight for the long river——start to fight for it!
Some have even handed in their hands in mid-air.

The scene was chaotic.

Tens of thousands of heaven's favored children are entangled together, and no one can tell who is which.

Most of the people who came here today are those above the Waigang realm who can stand in the void for a short time.Otherwise, not to mention standing above the blue clouds to snatch the spirit of the blue clouds, if you accidentally fall down the clouds, you will end up in pieces.

The real world is here, it's nothing at all.

Like the young masters of the Yang Mansion, they have been promoted to the Real Astral Realm within a short period of time in the past half a month.But it seems that the speed is too fast, and the breath is a little unstable.

With their strength, it might be difficult to gain some luck on Qingyun Ferry.

But Yang Gang stood on the lonely cliff, but he never moved.

Two thousand four hundred feet.

The stone platform of Weiyuan Duke's Mansion.

Bai Suqing couldn't help casting a strange gaze downward.

'Didn't he give up the spot?Why don't you move yet? '

"Miss."

Aunt Mei said softly beside her: "The children of all families, the successors of the Immortal Mountains outside the world, have already moved. If you wait a little longer, I am afraid that the essence of Qingyun will be taken away."

"They want it, so what if they take it?"

Bai Suqing shook her head slightly, as if she didn't care.

But still retracted his gaze and looked towards the sky.

next moment.

Ow—

A dragon chant resounded through the blue clouds.

A cyan dragon shadow passed by in a flash, Bai Suqing, who had already stepped into the realm of Yuanshen, didn't need Qingyun to lift her up, she directly transformed into a green dragon and escaped into the clouds, soaring nine days.

Opening his mouth and swallowing it, it is the essence of countless Qingyun Qi.

It makes people red-eyed with envy.

Deep in the sea of ​​clouds.

Qingyun Peak.

An invisible step looms, as if connecting nine heavens.

If this year's elites of the Qingyun Contest have shown enough talent and won the recognition of the "Qingyun Rank", it will be fully active, manifesting the photos of each mythical genius.

If you win the battle, you will be famous in history.

This is the mystery of Qingyun Rank, and this is the supreme power of His Majesty Shengjun.

"It's the pride of Duke Weiyuan's Bai family, Bai Suqing!"

"Tao Li Nianhua climbed to the peak of Yuanshen, Chunyang survived the thunder disaster, and lit a candle of Qinglong's life. Do you think she will be the leader of this year?"

"It's hard to say, every time the Qingyun struggles, there are many ruthless people who are born in those fairy mountains and caves."

"Brother, what level of fate is Zhu Qinglong? It's so powerful..."

There was a lot of discussion.

Bai Suqing has a charming charm and outstanding fairy appearance.

Regardless of status, temperament, or talent, they all made the younger generation of Shengjing and some descendants of the otherworldly mountains feel admiration.

It's a pity... due to various reasons, she has already had a marriage contract with the rumored good-for-nothing bastard in the Zhongyonghou Mansion...

Seeing Bai Suzhen, the most famous Tianjiao in Shengjing in recent years, was moved.

The arrogances from all walks of life finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Streams of light and color suddenly bloomed everywhere in Qingyun Mountain.

The figures above hundreds of Dao Primordial Spirits escaped into the void, broke through the Qi of Qingyun, and competed among thousands of waves of Qingyun, vying for the essence condensed by strands of Qi of Qingyun.

Yang Gang looked up at the sky.

Silently pressing the black knife with gold pattern on his waist, a figure could not help appearing in his mind.

His gaze swiveled, searching the [-]-foot stone platform.

really.

On the stone platform of the Doubu Shashen Army, a figure jumped out from beside Jiang Shusheng.

She faced Yang Gang, under the evil mask.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his cold mouth.

this moment.

The ice and snow on Qingyun Mountain melted, and it was as warm as a spring breeze.

"Long time no see."

The hoarse Yu Jie's voice drifted into Yang Gang's ears, and there was a hint of tenderness in the coldness.

He couldn't help being stunned.

"Yeah, long time...no see."

It was half a month ago since the two of them parted ways last time.

But they have a feeling as if they are from another world.

Yes.

This difference is two lifetimes.

Isn't it long time no see?
Yang Gang couldn't help but smile at the same time, looking at Jiang Jiang's heroic figure.

At this time, she seemed to have completely shed the gloom of the past. She was dressed in a red and white double-breasted dress, like a ball of flames in winter, bright as a flame.

This is the Beidi in the previous life, the clothes that Zhao Ling always wore during the happiest 30 years when he was by his side.

And the magic gun in her hand... For some reason, it also evolved into the color of vermilion, filled with the aura of red dust.

Jiang Jiang has changed.

Like Zhao Ling, but not Zhao Ling.

She has passed the crisis of knowing and seeing, and has become a brand new Jiang Jiang.

Sitting and forgetting the fairy king, turning into sitting and forgetting, and entering the world of mortals.

Zhao Ling in the previous life was like this.

The same is true for Jiang Jiang in this life.

They didn't walk the way of sitting and forgetting like Zuowang Xianjun, but walked into the world of mortals to pursue the most important thing in their hearts.

The two worlds merged into one.

She is no longer Zuo Wang Xianjun, nor is she Zhao Ling.

But a brand new Jiang Jiang.

but……

Some things won't change.

On the Qingyun platform.

Jiang Jiang looked away.

Looking at Qingyundu River, there is a long and winding cyan dragon shadow.

His expression turned cold suddenly.

next moment.

A black gun shadow pierced the sky, and hit the head of the seemingly magnificent green dragon.

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(End of this chapter)