Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 179 The mountains are high and the water is long, and there will be a future

Yun Zhongzi stood quietly on Juelong Ridge, letting the mountain wind blow his sleeves.

He was carrying a fairy sword and holding a dust whisk in his hand, without the slightest murderous aura.

Yun Zhongzi doesn't believe in the so-called fate, but sometimes he has to act according to the fate.

The Great Shang Dynasty was doomed to perish as early as the seventh year of Emperor Xin - the poems written by King Zhou on the temple wall were buried, not just Chengtang's hundreds of years of foundation.

No matter how dilapidated the dynasty is, there are always true loyal ministers... Shang Rong, Bigan, Yang Ren, and a certain grand master who wants to save the sky.

These people are born without knowing what compromise is, and they become fearless in the thorns and mud.

If the great merchants were to be destroyed, the Mandate of Heaven would naturally crush these people first.

Wen Zhong didn't do anything wrong, but it's a pity that he stood on the opposite side of the whole world.

Although the Jiejiao people have to act against the sky, there is some room for mediation.

There is only a certain grand master who is destined to die before the building collapses.

Yun neutron has changed the fate of too many people, but some things will not be shaken in the slightest.

I can’t turn my heart.

My heart is arrogant, and I can't be curled.

The supernatural powers of the three generations of Chanjiao disciples are much higher than their original fate. If they use all their strength, Wen Zhong will definitely not be able to make it to the present.

Yun Zhongzi once traveled far away with Yuanshen in the past, and he knew that such a day would come from then on.

Wen Zhong is the most famous courtier in the world, and a gifted immortal, but he chose a dead end.

Yun Zhongzi respected him, so he would not let others kill him, and of course he would not use magic weapons other than the God of Fire Pillar.

He thought for a long time before pointing his finger lightly.

The sun fell, and the sky was as red as blood.

Endless clouds and mist swept from all directions, like a flame burning half of the sky.

This is the only bright color Wen Zhong can see in the thick fog.

So, Wen Zhong rode a black unicorn and came slowly to Juelongling.

As for the remaining [-] remnants, they have long been lost in the mist, and they don't know when they will be able to escape.

"You finally came."

Yun Neutron took a step towards the outside of the cliff, and the sea of ​​red clouds surged with it.

"How long have you waited?"

Wen Zhong got off the horse and patted Mo Qilin's head lightly.

The spirit beast whimpered, it raised its front hoof, but put it down again.

"Less than half a day...or...300 years?"

After Yun Zhongzi finished speaking, he smiled and shook his head.

If counting from the time when he realized his own body, it really has been more than three hundred years.

Although the road to immortality is long, 300 years is not short.

These are not three hundred knots, but three hundred flowers bloom, three hundred cicadas sing, three hundred leaves wither and yellow, and three hundred snow fall.

Yun Zhongzi hasn't seen many scenery in the past three hundred years, but he has also practiced swords countless times and burned countless furnaces.

Wen Zhong's 300 years... He has lived for a total of more than 100 years, who would have thought that someone would be waiting for him in such a long time.

"I used to travel in my dreams, and since then I know that there is a cause and effect. I don't want to have spanned three hundred years."

Wen Zhong was silent for a moment when he heard the words, then he swung the golden whip and hit Mo Qilin on the head.

The mount whimpered again, finally raised its hooves, and headed into the mist.

"If you are willing to give up the secular world and find a place to practice, you will surely achieve superior results."

Yun Zhongzi twirled a wisp of mist, but it suddenly dispersed.

No matter whether it is a member of the sect of the Second Sect, or a courtier of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, only Wen Zhong can be called a perfect man.

If possible, no one would want him to be on the list.

"If Wen has this intention, why bother to lead the army to wander among the mountains?"

Wen Zhong laughed loudly, and slowly clenched the two golden whips tightly.

"It's a pity that you are interrupting the teaching, and I am explaining the teaching, otherwise you may be introduced as a close friend."

Yun Zhongzi exhaled lightly, and the sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles dispersed.

The sun falls to the ground, and the moon rises to the east.

Wen Zhong jumped up, and the two golden whips separated into yin and yang, and suddenly struck.

Yun Zhongzi was not afraid at all, just stretched out two fingers and tapped twice.

Ding.

Wen Zhong took two steps back, stepped on the void, and attacked again.

"I heard that you are destined to never die, but I don't even believe it.

But the number of days is unpredictable, since Master Er said this, the poor Taoist is willing to obey. "

Yun Zhongzi put two fingers together and drew a golden circle.

"Can you tell me where Senior Brother Yu Yuan is now?"

Wen Zhong noticed the clue, so he swung his whip again.

I saw the golden walls, wooden cages, water prisons, fire prisons, and soil fences descending, forming a trap.

"Your senior brother is probably still in Tianwaitian, listening to the saint's preaching. Such an opportunity is hard to find in a thousand years."

Yun Zhongzi smiled slightly, and the Five Elements Taoism broke through instantly.

"Pindao made a magic weapon many years ago. It was originally prepared for you. Today I invite you to taste it."

After Yun Zhongzi finished speaking, he shook his sleeves lightly.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly raised his head.

I saw eight copper pillars descending from the sky, on which the eight trigrams of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui were engraved respectively.

boom.

These eight sacred pillars surrounded Wen Zhong, and suddenly they sacrificed the real fire of samadhi, sweeping it away.

"You and I are both Taoists. The five elements of Taoism are really common. How can a mere fire technique hurt me?"

Wen Zhong found the position of Xun, and silently recited the true formula of avoiding fire.

Yun Zhongzi was silent for a long time after hearing the words, and finally waved his sleeves again.

I saw the eight fire pillars reaching the sky again offering flames, which were the lights of the Bajing Palace and the Yuxu glazed lights.

These two kinds of fairy fires are innate things, implying the mystery of the Dao, which is very mysterious.

The gathering of such three fires can evaporate the water of a sea.

Although Wen Zhong is proficient in the five elements, how could he endure the burning of these three fires.

He tried his best to hold on, but finally couldn't hold on, fell into the sea of ​​flames and turned into flying smoke, only Zhenling went to the Conferred God Altar.

Yun Zhongzi quietly looked at the endless sea of ​​flames, and it took him a long time to close the pillar of flames.

"The mountains are high and the water is long, and there will be a period in the future."

Yun Zhongzi straightened his clothes and slapped his head in the direction of the Fengshentai.

In this way, the Ten Jue Formation and the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation have all been broken, Wen Zhongye is dead, and the entire Yin and Shang army is wiped out.

This trip down the mountain to meet the robbery has come to a successful conclusion.

"Dare to ask the master to show mercy and order the disciple to return to the mountain."

Yun Zhongzi looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain and bowed deeply.

Not long after, the Antarctic star shone brightly, faintly competing with the bright moon.

"Thank you, brother, for delivering the decree."

Yun Zhongzi made a speech again, recalling that night more than 300 years ago.

He pondered for a while, and finally took a step forward, and immediately arrived under the Xiqi reed canopy.

"I'm going back to the mountain today as a teacher. You two stay in Xiqi so that you can assist Ziya. If you meet a rare person, you can find me."

Yun Zhongzi gave Lei Zhenzi and Yang Chan good instructions for a while.

"Follow the teacher's order." ×2
Of course Lei Zhenzi and Yang Chan had no objection, and responded obediently.

"Brother really want to leave?"

Jiang Ziya was a little surprised when he heard this, or a little flustered.

Today Guangchengzi, Chijingzi and other immortals have returned to the mountain one after another. If Yun Zhongzi leaves again, there will only be three generations of disciples left.

"If it's not bad, within three to five months, the poor will still appear in this world."

Yun Zhongzi looked up at the sky and smiled helplessly.

Who let the catastrophe in the world be determined by the sky?
(This volume is over.)
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