A brick into the fairyland

The night sky calmed down, save for the blazing Yin-Yang fire of the Taiyi Immortal Sect. () The big formation protecting the mountain was broken, and Zhuge Buliang and the mysterious figure disappeared into the night sky.

Yin Mengli stood with a sword in her hand, like a mysterious girl of the Nine Heavens, her white clothes set off her divine appearance, she looked at the place where Zhuge Buliang disappeared, and suddenly felt a little entangled in her heart.Although Yin Mengli didn't have much impression of what Zhuge Buliang said just now, it touched her heart somewhat.

"Li'er, are you not injured?" Fairy Zhu Yan flew up and looked at Yin Mengli with concern.

"I'm fine, senior sister, I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them." Yin Mengli said.

Fairy Zhu Yan looked at Yin Mengli's face, her eyes fluctuated slightly, and said: "Mengli, your complexion is so bad, don't take what the thief said to you, he just wants to care about your thoughts."

"En..." Yin Mengli nodded, and her complicated face immediately returned to coldness.

"Damn it! Let him escape. Next time I see him again, I will crush him to ashes." Aomori's eyes shot out two fierce lights, his two dragons were burned to death by Zhuge Buliang, so he naturally held a grudge against him stake.

Fairy Zhu Yan looked back at Yin Yang Huo who was enveloped by Yin Yang Huo, her eyebrows furrowed tightly.

At this moment, the head teacher Zhu Feiyun and the core figures of Taiyi Xianzong are trying their best to face this special fire.Yin-Yang Fire is not an ordinary flame, and it takes a lot of mental effort to hit it face-to-face.The fire burned for three days, and most of the Taiyi Immortal Sect's fairy mountain had been melted by the Yin-Yang fire, and the entire Taiyi Immortal Sect was almost incinerated in the Yin-Yang fire.

Some important places such as the elixir storehouse, classic book storehouse, and spirit beast garden were incinerated in the yin and yang fire, which was a huge loss to the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

Looking at the messy ruins, the head teacher Zhu Feiyun took a deep breath, saddened and regretted that the majestic number one sect in the southern region had ended up in such a state, and the person who caused all this was just a mere contemplation little people.

"What is the identity of this person!" Zhu Feiyun began to pay attention to it, and no longer regarded Zhuge Buliang as an ordinary cultivator.Although his strength is low, all the things he did were earth-shattering. First, he beheaded the direct disciples of the Southern Emperor. Xianzong burned clean.

And so far, they don't even know the other party's identity or even their name.

Fairy Zhu Yan came to Zhu Feiyun's side with the same solemn expression.

"Elder Guangzhen and the members of Xuantian Sect have already left." Fairy Zhu Yan said.

"En..." Zhu Feiyun nodded, with a pensive expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhu Yan pursed her lips, raised her head and said, "Don't worry, grandpa, I will definitely find out the person who set the fire and take off his head."

"First investigate the identity of this person, and the mysterious person who stole the "Po Jun" volume." Zhu Feiyun calmly judged.

Zhu Yan nodded, with a solemn face, hesitant to speak, and finally said: "Grandpa, the person who set the fire seems to know Li'er."

"En?" Zhu Feiyun turned around, a little surprised.

Zhu Yan said: "When that person and Li'er fought, I could feel that person's emotions were quite agitated. It seemed that he had known Mengli before and had a close relationship. It is not difficult to hear from his words that that person must have Know about Mengli's past."

"You mean this person is from the ordinary world, he is a mortal cultivator!" Zhu Feiyun had already heard the meaning behind Zhu Yan's words.

"Very likely!" Fairy Zhu Yan nodded.

Zhu Feiyun fell silent, his face became more serious.After a while, he said: "Take good care of Mengli, she is our Taiyi Immortal Sect's hope for the future, even if it is desperate, we must protect her."

Zhu Yan nodded with a complex expression and stopped talking.

On the silent hilltop, a beautiful woman in white clothes stands against the wind, with fluttering black hair and fluttering clothes, holy and untainted by the mortal world.She stared into the distance, as if caught in some kind of longing.The complicated color in the eyes flashed away, and then returned to ice-coldness.

Half a month later, the incident of burning Taiyi Xianzong quickly spread in the southern region.Many people talk about it.This fire almost destroyed the Taiyi Immortal Sect.That day Taiyi Immortal Sect was shrouded in yin and yang flames, and the yin and yang qi were soaring into the sky. The cultivators of Dayu City were the first to get the news, and many people even flew to the vicinity of Taiyi Immortal Sect to watch.

After learning that it was Yin Yang Huo, many people already guessed that this incident must have something to do with the mysterious young man in Fengqi Mountain who hunted and killed Mu Yuchen.

For a time, rumors were flying all over the sky, but no one knew what kind of deep hatred the mysterious young man had with Taiyi Xianzong, and he almost wiped out his roots with a fire.

As for Dayu City, the largest city in the Southern Region, it was also turbulent during this period, and cultivators from many major sects in the Southern Region rushed to it.

The little Xuannv Mu Yuchen arrived with Baoyue Liuli on her back. Everyone knew that Mu Yuchen had a deep hatred with that mysterious young man, so this was not surprising.

Although the Nine Suns Sect is in the Eastern Region, it also sent a descendant to the Southern Region.

Dayu City became more lively than ever.

But at this moment, Zhuge Buliang didn't know that he had already made a name for himself in the Southern Region.He hid in a big mountain, flipping through a book of "Pictures of Erotic Palace", but the vivid pictures in it couldn't move him.After a while, Zhuge Buliang waved his hand, threw "Pictures of the Spring Palace" on the ground, and cursed: "Damn, because of these two broken comic books, I almost survived death! Don't let me see you again, or else Burn you to death!"

He escaped from the Taiyi Immortal Sect that day, but Zhuge couldn't find the mysterious person anywhere.That mysterious person should have heard the news long ago that the Xuantian Church was going to the Taiyi Immortal Sect with the volume of "Po Jun", so they quietly sneaked into the Taiyi Immortal Sect and waited for the opportunity to make a move.

It's just that what Zhuge Liang couldn't understand was, with the mysterious man's good skills, why didn't he attack the Xuantian Sect on the way, but had to wait until the Taiyi Immortal Sect to attack, so that he didn't put himself in the Danger?

Or, this mysterious person sneaked into Taiyi Xianzong, in fact, has another purpose

Zhuge Buliang stood up, looked into the distance and took a deep breath, the beauty in white appeared again in his mind.

He clenched his fists tightly, a ball of anger burning in his chest.He didn't know what Taiyi Xianzong did to Yin Mengli, which would make her a completely different person.But Zhuge didn't keep this vendetta in his heart. His current strength was not enough to face Taiyi Xianzong head-on. If he wanted revenge, he could only grow himself up quickly.

"boom!"

A mountain was blown to pieces by Zhuge Buliang, venting his grief and indignation.

The Southern Territory is really vast, and it took Zhuge Buliang more than ten days to find a city. He tried his best to stay vigilant and sneak into the city.Since the transformation of spiritual power, Zhuge Buliang found that no matter what he became, his original energy could not be changed, so the transformation technique was useless.

It may be because the real essence has changed into spiritual power, even Zhuge Buliang himself can't explain it clearly.

As soon as he stepped into the city, Zhuge Buliang felt a kind of Sanskrit singing from outside the sky echoing in his ears, and his spirit was moved immediately.Looking at the cultivators around, coming in and out, all of them looked normal, and they seemed to be familiar with it.

The sound of the Sanskrit singing was exceptionally clear, as if thousands of Buddhas were chanting sutras. [

"Young man, is this the first time you have come to Qianye City?" An old monk stood behind Zhuge Buliang, clasped his hands together, his face was solemn, but he was wearing tattered clothes.

"Master, is this city called Qianye City?" Zhuge Buliang asked after performing a Buddhist ritual, because he didn't see any name on the city gate when he entered the city.

The old monk laughed and said: "This city has existed for a long time. For tens of thousands of years, wars and wars have raged, but Qianye City has not been destroyed even though it is riddled with holes. Do you know why?"

Zhuge Buliang shook his head blankly.

The old monk did not answer directly, and said: "Every practitioner who comes here for the first time will be surprised. Do you wonder where this Buddhist sound comes from?"

"That's right." Zhuge Buliang could only speak while holding his hand.

"Look there, the reason why Qianye City has existed for so long is entirely because of the protection of the Buddha." The old monk pointed to the sky.

Zhuge Buliang looked along the old monk's hand, and saw a golden light flying in the sky above Qianye City, hovering over Qianye City like a wandering dragon.Upon closer inspection, in the golden light, there is a golden light shining all over, an object more than one foot long.

"That's it" Zhuge Buliang was surprised.

"That is the subduing demon pestle, a treasure of the Buddhist family!" The old monk explained.

"Subduing Demon Pestle!" Zhuge Buliang was very surprised, that stick, which was only one foot long, turned out to be a Buddhist treasure.

"Dare to ask the old man?" Zhuge Buliang clasped his hands together.

"Old monk, I am the city lord of Qianye City." The old monk smiled slightly, shaking the tattered cassock on his body.

Zhuge Buliang looked at the old monk in disbelief. He didn't expect that he was the lord of this ancient city. Is the lord of the city so poor?I can't even afford to change clothes.

"What is the name of the old man called?"

The old monk said: "The old monk's name is poverty."

"Oh, I can tell." Zhuge Budiao nodded. From the way the other party pretended, it could be seen that life was poor and difficult.

"I wonder if my little friend can go to the old monk's setting." The old monk suddenly changed the subject.

Zhuge Buliang was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously became alert in his heart.

The impoverished monk laughed and said, "Don't be alarmed, little friend. In fact, as soon as you entered the city, the old monk already felt that you have the aura of a Buddhist treasure in you, so that's why he appeared here to have a brief talk with you."

"This..." Zhuge Buliang was puzzled, he had a Buddhist treasure on his body, which he didn't even know.

"My little friend can't trust the old monk?" The impoverished monk smiled kindly.

"That's not what it means." Zhuge Buliang hurriedly shook his head.

"Buddhism pays attention to the word 'fate'. The old monk does not want to spy on the treasure on the little friend. The Buddha treasure is the one who is destined to get it. It is just that there are some doubts that need to be proved. The old monk pledges his life to realize the intention of harming the little friend." The old monk Baoxiang said solemnly.