Projection of the Heavens

"The girl is here, I don't know what to do?"

Li Chunfeng stood up and asked.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely guessed the identity of the girl.

Today, there are not many such outstanding girls, and even fewer fit this temperament.

The moment he saw this girl, he naturally remembered, Meng Bingyun, the younger sister of the current Taishang Taoist Master Meng Shenji.

This saint came to Yujing City a few years ago. Although she is the oiran of the Sanhualou on the bright side, in fact, as one of the two strongest sects today, the saintess of Taishang Dao, many people in Yujing City. know her identity.

"The Hall of Destiny is benevolent, and Dr. Li's skillful rejuvenation, Bingyun greatly admires it."

Meng Bingyun's face is cold, but his voice is warm and moving, like the breeze blowing, and like the ding dong of spring water, making people feel good when they hear it.

"It's not a great honor to be known by the Holy Maiden!"

Li Chunfeng smiled and said slowly.

After many years of medical practice, Li Chunfeng was not as unbearable as he used to be. With the advanced martial arts, his mood has also risen.

Even in the face of the saintly maiden, her expression did not change.

"A generation of Martial Saints, sitting in thatched cottages to save all beings, how can they be named?"

Meng Bingyun took the first two steps and walked to the center of the lobby, her eyes were clear: "I don't know, is the Hall Master Destiny available?"

"Master has not returned for three years, and the real dreamer must know that."

Li Chunfeng shook his head.

"Unfortunately, I couldn't comment on the demeanor of Hall Master Tianming."

Meng Bingyun felt a little pity, and said, "If your hall master returns, Bingyun will see you again."

After all, she stepped out of the Destiny Hall.

"She is the contemporary saint of the Tao, Meng Bingyun?"

At this time, Zhao Feier walked out from the back hall, looked at Meng Bingyun's back and said.

"Yes, it is said that Mengshenji was lacking in his physical body when he entered the Taoist door in his early years. He was reincarnated more than ten years ago. This woman is his sister."

Li Chunfeng said with a slightly solemn expression: "It seems that the Dream God Machine has already set his sights on the master."

"Perhaps, it might be a good thing."

Zhao Feier was thoughtful.

Dachan Temple and Taishang Dao are the two most powerful sects in the world today, and they are the leaders of Buddhism and Dao respectively.

Dachan Temple inherits the Taoist tradition of "Yuan" and spreads Buddhism.

As for the Taoist tradition of "Tai" inherited from Taishang Tao, only Taoist masters and saints in each generation can obtain the true inheritance, and the rest, including several elders, can only have skins and are not experts.

And each generation of saintess will walk the world and choose the next suzerain heir.

"Different."

Li Chunfeng shook his head.

In his heart, Gu Shaoshang was the great power of the previous generation of ghosts, so how could Taishangdao make him the heir to the next suzerain.

Could it be that his master is not the reincarnation of a ghost?

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

........

Meng Bingyun left the Destiny Hall, and a young man in a white robe stood by the road with a smile.

"Ice cloud."

The young man called out softly and walked side by side with Meng Bingyun.

This young man's name is Chen Zimo, and he is a member of the Chen family of a great family.

"Daoist brother."

Meng Bingyun said lightly, without the slightest hint of fireworks: "Three years ago, Yang Pan went out to sea to find the inheritance of the Tao of Fortune, and even obtained the Ark of Fortune, the king of the divine artifact that is as famous as my Taishangdao Eternal Kingdom."

"Its greatest hero should be Hong Xuanji, who was known as the first immortal at that time."

"However, Hong Xuanji hasn't returned for three years, and he has no news in the world, but he doesn't know where he went."

Qian Daozi nodded.

With Gu Shaoshang defeating Yinyue in the first battle, his reputation has spread throughout the world, and even Yunmeng, Huoluo Shenfeng and other countries are deeply afraid.

How could Taishangdao not know, and Mengshenji is preparing to deal with Dachan Temple at this time, such a master will naturally not be ignored.

"The peak of the immortals is really incredible."

Gan Daozi was amazed and amazed: "I don't know how handsome Hong Xuanji is, I really want to paint a picture."

His eyes lit up slightly: "Such a strong man, if he goes one step further, he can be comparable to the supreme master of the God of War back then, even if the world changes, he will be considered a master."

"Hong Xuanji."

A trace of curiosity flashed in Meng Bingyun's clear eyes.

She was naturally curious about this young immortal who even her elder brother, the world's number one master Meng Shenji, was afraid of.

........

The night is like ink, the night is cool like water, and the faint moonlight sprinkles on the earth, laying a layer of silver for the Jade Capital City.

"It's dry, be careful with candles..."

The watchman's voice sounded from time to time.

woohoo~~

The big locust trees on the street swept by the night wind rustled.

when! when!

The watchman walked across the street, walked past the Hall of Destiny, and sounded the gong.

At this time, dark clouds shrouded the sky, obscuring the moonlight, and the sky and the earth were suddenly pitch black.

Boom~~~

A series of thunderous roars suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and silver snakes cut through the sky.

"Hey! This **** weather."

The watchman put away the gong.

He was scolding, but he was actually a little happy in his heart, after all, once it rained, he didn't need to patrol.

He turned around and glanced at the sky, seeing that it was going to rain heavily, and he was about to go home.

Boom~~~

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning crossed the sky like a horse, illuminating the entire street.

Dang!

The watchman's scalp exploded, and his **** hit the ground and shouted repeatedly: "Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

He was drenched in cold sweat.

I saw that a figure suddenly appeared above the Hall of Fate, looking up at the sky.

"call!"

The watchman was shouting, and an indifferent gaze glanced at him.

Immediately, his eyes widened, and he fainted from fright.

But it was he who saw the figure in the dark green jacket standing on the roof, his body swaying in the wind like a cloth.

Where can one do it!

"Thunder Tribulation......"

When the figure retracted his gaze, his indifferent gaze glanced at the thunderclouds in the sky and muttered to himself.

Upon closer inspection, this person is a young man in a black coat.

His forehead was high and shiny, his hair was bushy, his face was white and beardless, but his eyebrows were long and drooping at the corners of his eyes.

The figure flickered slightly under the sky.

Impressively, he has already become a ghost, White Tiger.

He cultivated into a ghost fairy as early as a year ago, and then silently saved for a year. Today, it happened to be a thunderstorm, and it happened to be a disaster.

"Daoshu, Martial Dao, Ghost Immortal, Human Immortal, Yang God."

He stood on the roof, his figure moving with the wind.

His eyes were indifferent and far-reaching: "This is what I am looking for, the way forward."

"Wang Chao..."

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his figure moved with the wind.

Swinging up, he flew straight into the sky and thundered away.

Boom~~~

Boom~~~

The thunderclouds in the sky were lowered, and silver thunderbolts pierced through the sky.

Crackling!

A series of lightning, roaring thunderstorms.

Such a scene, even ordinary ghosts would change their complexion suddenly, trembling with fear.

Whoa!

The rain poured down.

boom!

In an instant, the figure of the white tiger exploded in the air!

His thoughts were much more than the average ghost immortal, and 2,400 thoughts flew away, roaring into the thunder.

His background is deep, his foundation is thick, and every thought flashes a thorough light, which is much stronger than the ordinary ghost fairy who has survived the thunder tribulation.

boom!

Thunder shook.

Bai Hu's thoughts flashed, and he walked away with a thunderbolt, calm and calm.

Boom boom boom! ! !

But in an instant, all his thoughts have grown to the limit in the first layer of thunder tribulation!

buzzing~~

The 2,400 thoughts that had grown to the limit trembled and split apart!

In an instant, it turned into 4,800 pieces!

Once ordinary ghosts split their thoughts, they will consume too much, which is the most dangerous time.

I don't know how many ghosts and immortals, because they split their thoughts in the thunder calamity, they will never be saved.

However, the white tiger's background is very deep, and he is well prepared, but within a short time, the new ideas have grown and grown.

Immediately, almost without rest, all of Baihu's thoughts crashed into the second-layer thunder tribulation.

shhhhh~~~

One after another, the streamers transformed into lightning bolts gave birth to mouths and noses, grew hands and feet, and rushed towards the white tiger's thoughts fiercely.

"Interesting, lightning generates consciousness? This world is really amazing!"

White Tiger's thoughts flashed.

boom!

His 4,800 thoughts suddenly separated, and he took the initiative to meet the overwhelming thunder and lightning.

Kaka Kaka~~~

At the moment when countless thunder and lightning flashed, all the thoughts of Bai Hu began to change.

One by one, they turned into human figures, and while waving their fists and palms, there were 4,800 different sets of martial arts being practiced!

Tiger Roaring Boxing.... Baji Boxing... Innate Twelve Twists.... Dugu Nine Swords... Heavenly Sabre Eight Techniques... ...God Emperor is not two swords......

One trick, one style, one set!

Almost all martial arts have been practiced to the most complete state by him!

boom! boom! boom! boom!

But in a dozen or so moments, all the thunder and lightning that surrounded it were all blown up on the spot!

"Suck! Suck! Suck!"

All his thoughts were restless, sending out a strong desire to devour.

Whoa!

Threads, threads, and rays of lightning, like the Yangtze River, were swallowed up by his thoughts.

I don't know how long, it seems to be a few moments, and it seems to be a long time.

One by one, Bai Hu's thoughts swelled to the extreme, like a fat man who was overwhelmed!

Ka Ka Ka Ka!

In the continuous sound, the 4,800 thoughts of the white tiger, which had expanded to the limit, suddenly split apart!

It turned into 9,600 thoughts!

Every thought is as big as a wheel~www.readwn.com~ The strong breath gives birth to arrogance, and there is a faint aura of pure yang rising.

"It seems, it's very simple..."

Bai Hu's thoughts flashed, and it seemed that there was no difficulty for him to survive two thunder tribulations in a row.

"It is recorded in the classics of this world that in the Middle Ages, there were a group of scholars who did not learn Taoism. Once they learned Taoism, they could survive seven thunder tribulations in succession and become the Creator!"

His thoughts flickered slightly: "Maybe, I can give it a try!"

His thoughts just flashed, and he has already rushed into the third thunder calamity decisively!

Boom~~~

In the next instant, before his 9,600 thoughts, there was a similar amount of streamer light, which was the same as his thoughts.

These streamers moved suddenly and turned into a figure he was very familiar with!