Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 680

Xian Zunwu, when Chu Xiaoling appeared.

The universe and the sky.

Patriarch Han Hai's calm state of mind suddenly became turbulent.

"I see……"

After being slightly moved, Patriarch Hanhai had seen through everything, looked at Taoist Yuchen, and sighed slightly.

"It turns out that Miao Ji and Yang Rong, two fellow Taoists, have passed away..."

"Fellow Daoist Du Qing thinks it's the same, but I'm going to feel sorry for Fellow Daoist Jing Hao!"

Patriarch Hanhai sighed again, then turned around and bowed to the white-robed Taoist sitting cross-legged on the Qianye lotus platform.

"It doesn't matter, the victory or defeat is not in this game."

The white-robed Taoist smiled slightly, but didn't care.

……

All the heavens in the universe, the great world of Wuhe.

The extreme north of this world is quite cold and sparsely populated.

Among the thousands of peaks and ravines, the sky is covered with heavy snow, misty clouds are surging, and the boundless snow waves are endless.

It can be called a barren land.

For many years, few people from the Wuhe Great Realm have been involved in this place.

But on one of the mountains, there is a Taoist temple.

Xueyuan View.

This view is quite mysterious, and it is unknown who established it.

It is not very prosperous, but although there are not many disciples, they are all masters.

Fighting at the same level, even the top forces in the great world may not be able to defeat them.

However, this view has seldom set foot outside the Northland.

Therefore, although the reputation is there, it is not too great, if it is not for the birth of disciples from time to time, it is almost forgotten.

this day.

It was snowing all over the sky, and it was falling in succession.

The rolling mountains are covered with snow and covered with silver.The mountains and plains are all white.

When the cold wind blows, Qiongzhi shakes gently.

The pure white snow particles and ice crystals, like flying flowers, fall from the branches, one after another, like a dream.

Looking around, the snow-capped world of mountains and plains, in the gusts of cold wind, snow crystals splash and flow flowers fly.

The place where Xueyuan Temple stands is named Fengdu Mountain.

The name was given by the temple master who seldom shows up, and no one knows what it means.

Fengdu Mountain is ten thousand zhang high, and below the mountainside, it is built into a group of continuous palaces.

The straight steps hang down to the gate at the foot of the mountain.

In a pavilion, two young disciples sat facing each other, a small stove and small pot were burning on the stone table, and the soup inside was rolling and fragrant.

One of them took a sip of the strong wine in the glass, let out a breath of white air, and said: "Recently, there has been a roar and vibration above the sky. I heard the brothers who went out to patrol the mountains say that mountains and forests are collapsing everywhere, and I am the only one who snows." Where Yuan Guan is located, there is no movement at all!"

"You still want to make a fuss!"

The other person rolled his eyes, drank a glass of strong wine, and looked through the pavilion.

Even though the sea of ​​snow stretches as far as the eye can see, one can still see the black gaps covering the sky like spider webs above the sky.

He couldn't help but click his tongue and said, "If this is really a sporadic..."

Thinking like this, even with strong wine to warm up, he not only shivered.

He was quite awed in his heart, and he didn't know why there was such a big commotion.

The other person let out a hey, and was about to say something, when suddenly a figure appeared in the corner of his vision, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately said: "Get up, someone is coming."

The two stood up together, and at the same time did not forget to put away all the things.

Xueyuan Guanjiu is located in the northern region, and rarely communicates with the outside world. Most of them are friends made by senior brothers who have traveled abroad to visit.

Usually, it is not uncommon to see outsiders come for decades.

The two of them accepted the task of looking at the mountain gate, thinking they could take a break.

I didn't expect people to come on the first day.

Strolling into the wind and snow, the biting cold wind made the two of them tremble slightly, and the heat from drinking was immediately blown away.

However, the two of them did not hesitate in the slightest.

Arranging clothes and crowns, greet visitors without moving.

The two stood quietly, only to see the wind and snow in the distance.

Two figures in white robes approached from a distance, slowly approaching.

When the two got closer, they both asked in unison, "Excuse me, who is your friend..."

The two figures stopped, raised their heads slightly, and said in unison

"Xuan Kong... Zuo Yuan."

"Congratulations..."

"Come and worship the mountain!"

The voice changed from low to high, and it boomed all over the Northland.

The endless snow peaks roared and shook, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and hurricanes rose up to connect the sky and the earth, like long dragons filling the sky and the earth.

The two guarding disciples of Xueyuan Temple retreated back and forth in horror, and squatted on the steps covered with snowflakes.

Looking at this scene that seemed to destroy the world, I couldn't even utter a single word!
It's a pity that the two of them have never seen such a scene since they were young.

Such a demeanor is already rare.

And those two figures stood under the mountain gate with calm expressions, standing quietly.

boom!boom!boom! !

When the voice fell.

Above the extreme sky, from the peak of Fengdu Mountain, a powerful profound energy of chaos whizzed down, like the Milky Way pouring down, enveloping the endless snow peak.

As soon as it comes out, the world changes.

An immeasurable, vast and endless aura soared into the sky as if it could contain the great world, and in just an instant, it enveloped the entire great world.

"You guys want to worship the mountain?!"

Amidst the indifferent and calm voice, a figure silently paced down from the top of the mountain.

White clothes and black hair, clothes and hair are flowing, untied, slightly fluttering, a pair of extremely deep black eyes with an unpredictable light.

"No, don't come!"

Zuo Yuan and Zhu Gong were slightly moved, and they bowed to each other.

Zhugong sighed.

He was not from the Xuankong Palace, but he had to step into this muddy water and fight for his own path.

The journey of the great road is all about fighting.

"Let's go now, there's still time."

Above the sky, the man stepped on the ground and spoke lightly.

Zuo Yuan said lightly: "Since you are here, there is no need for Guanzhu Yin to say more. Although I am not your opponent, but with the strength of the two of us, it is not a big problem to hold back for half a day."

His words are sonorous and powerful, and anyone who hears them can hear the confidence and firmness inside.

After listening to the man, he didn't talk anymore, he already had no intention of saying more.

With just a wave of his hand, he paced away nine days away.

The eyes of the two were lowered, their divine light flashed past, and they followed nine days away.

Their goal is this person, not to mention that with their cultivation, they don't think that a mere mountain gate can make a man feel scruples.

"Is that the temple master??"

After the three of them left one after another, the two disciples who guarded the mountain looked at each other in disbelief, and there was a huge wave in their hearts.

Although they can't see the depth of it based on their cultivation base, but just looking at what can cause such a vision of heaven and earth, according to what they saw in the collection of books in Guanzhong, it is at the level of the Taoist Lord.

Daojun, in the world of Wuhe, he is enough to dominate one side, is qualified to become a clan and be the ancestor, and establish a long-lasting power.

Why did my always low-key viewer suddenly become so... mysterious?
And... why are you so young again?
Beyond the great world of Wuhe, there is a starless sky, which is extremely vast.

A man was pacing and standing in the starry sky, his eyes swept across Zhou Tian.

In an instant, all the time and space of the universe and the heavens are in sight.

In the endless star field, a woman with a clear face raised her head and looked at her if she felt something.

On the other side, a majestic man with unrivaled combat power pushed across the ages, causing all Taiyuan disciples to fall back again and again, but with the defense of the island below, it was difficult to tell the winner in a short time.

As for Xuanlian Peak, there, the Taoist priest in the black robe is like the Tao like the sky, his four swords are clanging, his bones white and blood red are two colors evolving into thousands of killing appearances, the supreme Dharma appearance, the earth surpasses the sky, dominates everything, is tyrannical and invincible... …

Zuo Yuan and Zhu Gong followed closely behind and came to this vast starry sky.

The two of them looked at the man with his eyes slightly closed, standing with his hands behind his back, with an indifferent expression, and they didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness in their hearts.

As soon as he stepped into the starry sky, Zuo Yuan shook his body.

From the back flew out 24 mysterious figures of Dharma, each of which was extremely tall, immeasurable, and immeasurable.

The 24 mysterious Dharma statues, either lying horizontally or lying down, or spitting fire and attracting water, mighty wind and thunder... Each has its own posture, and it is mighty and powerful.

At the same time, play the Dao Jue.

Between Sumeru, a mysterious formation took shape, shining brightly, illuminating many worlds in the starry sky.

The mighty power permeates, transforming portals one after another, glittering with golden light, as real as illusion, true and false, incalculable.

Naturally, Zhu Gong would not be careless. With a wave of his sleeve, his magic power spread out and turned into a treasure map.On it, scenes emerged, such as strong winds, flames, swords, thunder... and so on, and there was a layer of crystal clear white light that illuminated people's souls.

Together with the picture scroll, they rushed towards the man, wanting to get involved in it, go through all kinds of disasters, and not be able to escape.

The shot is indifferent but firm, not dragging its feet at all.

At the same time, from the mysterious formation, when the formation door opened, a mysterious Dharma figure walked out, with reddish-purple brows, as big as a mountain, red as red as a pill, and black lights jumping in the empty pupils, giving an ominous feeling. smell of disaster.

Boom! ! !

Stretching out a palm, the sound it made was like the mysterious sound that opened up the great thousand, and it was like time flowing against the ancient times.

The starry sky was instantly shrouded in endless divine light, with rolling ripples crisscrossing and agitating.

The stars exploded one by one, but no brilliance shone.

Because, all the brilliance has been attributed to this palm.

"Something interesting..."

The man looked at it with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression and some interest in his heart.

With a wave of the big sleeve, the profound energy rises from behind, turning into a canopy of precious buildings, shining scriptures, which will last for a long time.

The mana moved forward layer by layer, circled left and right, turned into thunder that filled the sky, and bombarded the scroll.

Boom~~~
Thunder exploded, tens of thousands, endless.

In the face of catastrophe, there is only one way to wash it away with thunder.

At this moment, two completely different forces collided, causing ripples in the starry sky.

There is no difference between high and low, just a collision between forces.

Think together at the same time.

next moment.

The magnificent sword light traverses time and space, mighty and mighty, sweeping away disasters.

So in an instant, the situation was completely cleared.

Under the light of God, it is as clear as green, crystal clear.

In the silence, the sword light splits. Wherever it passes, time is torn apart, matter is shattered, and the void boils.

Everything is destroyed!

"Ok?"

Zhu Gong Zhou Za's sword roared like a dragon like a snake, and there was still the sound of the sword, the sound was high-pitched, reaching his ears, there was a kind of sharpness of a god and ghost, and his long eyebrows were raised.

I really didn't expect that the move I carefully prepared would be so easily dismissed in the first fight.

Zhu Gong was startled but not confused. He took a step forward and faced Jian Guang calmly.

When the sleeves are waved, there is a faint yellow halo flowing, turning into various pictures, showing the picture of natural disasters and earth disasters, and the collapse of the universe.

dong dong dong~~~
As if beating the drumbeat of death, swirls appeared around Zhu Gong, each of which was unfathomable, swallowing a chaotic hole, seemingly existing, seemingly non-existent energy, making people afraid to approach.

This kind of supernatural power is very powerful, but it consumes a lot of original energy. Zhu Gong usually performs it with divine will, and dare not practice too much in this world.

Now if Xuankong Temple hadn't prepared a lot of great medicines for him, just the previous blow would have consumed at least one-tenth of his original energy.

At the same time, another mysterious figure flew out of the mysterious formation, shaped like a big crane, with red eyes and red beak, and frost-white like a hill.

Suddenly there was a cry, and the blood-red sharp beak raised high, pecking at the man.

Immediately.

The time and space around the man seemed to be broken, and there were layers of halos around him, and inside the halos, there were dense and dense seal characters that looked like flames.

Every time the halo is superimposed, it becomes more ferocious.

Before it fell, the entire endless space-time world seemed to be on fire.

The horrific heat was restless, and there was a fear of impending doom.

"Lost speed and fire?"

The man is not an ordinary viewer, he has a great background, so he can recognize the fire in front of him at a glance.

It is called Lost Speed ​​Divine Fire, which burns endless time and space, making it difficult to resist.

If you are not careful, you will be isolated within the heavens of the universe and exiled outside the universe.

The only result is to be obliterated by the endless chaotic primordial energy, making it difficult to resist.

"It's a pity, I haven't practiced well yet, I can't master it!"

Seeing the attack coming, the man took his time and pointed with his finger.

On the canopy of the precious building at the back, there is the Hei Ming Zhenwen shining, turning into a river of quiet water.

With a sway and a bang, the riverbed instantly widened, and the quiet water was vast and boundless.

It spread out suddenly, without any foreshadowing, it went straight to meet it and carried it.

Carrying, inclusive, good fortune everything.

"The world is boundless, and the breath is from the heart!"

Youshui is mighty and mighty, washing it, and wherever it goes, the irresistible fire of loss of speed is shattered one after another.

When the light of the water arrives, the flame is extinguished, and the effect is immediate.

In just a split second, the inconceivable Lost Speed ​​Lihuo disappeared just now.

On the other side, all the chaotic vortexes around Zhu Gong's body suddenly closed up and turned into a Daoist scripture, on which were mysterious scriptures, the words were raised and bloomed brightly.

The Dao Sutra shines, breaks through the overlapping time and space, and comes towards the man.

Between the vast starry sky, there is a terrifying aura, and then it rises steadily, which is shocking.

Just when he was about to touch the man, a gloomy river of water swept over.

After a surge, it was wrapped by the river of secluded water, and disappeared... and finally returned to silence.

"Sure enough, he is indeed the eldest disciple of Taoist Yuchen!"

The supernatural power was broken, Zuo Yuan and Zhu Gong did not show any emotion.

(End of this chapter)