Yuancheng.
A small county in the east of Azure Province.
early morning.
Mist the Unseen.
There were many people sitting on the benches outside the breakfast shop.
Drinking soy milk and fried dough sticks, and telling anecdotes about recent days with acquaintances, several children chased back and forth around the table, letting out crisp laughter.
It's hard for the county magistrate to say what he has Qingfeng, but he won't scratch the ground. The people in the city are living well.
suddenly.
Boundless black clouds floated in the sky, and the sky, which was not yet completely clear, became dark and gloomy again.
"How come today it changes so easily?"
The speaker was a short-handed man. He drank a few gulps of soy milk and took out a copper coin from his chain. He raised his hand and was about to call the proprietress.
Huh——
A gust of cold wind blew by, the spring warmth dissipated in an instant, and a gloomy atmosphere swept across the entire county.
The payman only felt his lower body stiffen. He looked down and saw the ice spreading from his legs to his upper body. Before he even let out a cry of pain, his whole body had been completely frozen by the ice.
Wisps of vitality, energy, blood, Spirit Soul floated out and gathered towards the clouds in the sky.
The living people turned into dry bones in an instant, still maintaining the same action of giving money when they were alive. Everyone around them did the same. The children playing landed on one foot, and the dead bones could not support the weight of the upper body, so they fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.
The boundless dark clouds continued to drift forward after swallowing up all the creatures in the city.
At this time.
A ray of fire flew from the east, stopped ten miles away from the dark clouds, and appeared in the form of Xiao Tiezhun.
"Senior Jian Xuan, you are possessed!"
"Is it you?"
Jian Xuan's voice came out from the clouds, loud and powerful, as if countless people were talking at the same time. "A junior, without the blessing of heaven and earth's luck, dare to take care of my affairs?"
"So, senior is stubborn?"
The Divine Fire Fan in Xiao Tiezhun's hand rose in the wind and turned into two feet long and short. The fierce divine fire burned away the gloomy cold air.
"Junior, if you hadn't provoked the war between good and evil, how could I have ended up in this situation? I originally planned to spare my life, but now that you are here, it will be used for my blood sacrifice!"
As Jian Chen spoke, he controlled the dark clouds in the sky to kill them.
The dark clouds, ghosts and fog that cover hundreds of miles in radius are endless at first glance, and Xiao Tiezhun is as small as an ant in front of it.
"Evil devils must be punished!"
Xiao Tiezhun looked solemn, Divine Fire Fan waved one after another, and hundreds of fire dragons roared towards the clouds.
The transparent sword light appeared behind Xiao Tiezhun, silently penetrating the back of the heart, shattering the internal organs, leaving a transparent hole in the front and back as big as a human head.
The breath quickly dissipated, Xiao Tiezhun looked at his chest in disbelief, and fell from the air.
"Jie Jie Jie! People in the world only know the reputation of Dividing Light Sword and Spirit Sword Sect's supreme treasure, but they don't know that what I am forging is an ancient invisible sword!"
Jian Xuan stood above the dark clouds and waved his hand to take a picture of Xiao Tiezhun's corpse. "Nascent Soul dared to challenge me. If it weren't for the blessing of luck, Dan Ding Sect would have been wiped out long ago if it was your turn to lead the right path."
"It's a pity that Nascent Soul is dead, and Spirit Soul has lost most of his energy and blood!"
As he spoke, the mark on his forehead bloomed with divine light, shrouding Xiao Tiezhun in an attempt to refine his corpse.
Suddenly, Xiao Tiezhun opened his eyes, his breath was reincarnated from death, he opened his mouth and spat out a Demon Subduing Pearl, which hit Jian Xuan's head at close range.
boom!
Jian Xuan's head exploded instantly, and Demon Subduing Pearl's tyrannical power sent Xiao Tiezhun flying for several miles.
"Ah!"
With a shrill scream, the three-foot Primordial Spirit escaped from Jian Xuan's body, and Xiao Tiezhun flew away directly without caring about his resentment.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
Xiao Tiezhun's body shone with blood, directly consuming Essence Blood's lifespan, and turned into a red escaping light to catch up with Primordial Spirit.
Jian Xuan was already on his last breath, how could he dare to burn his longevity, but when he saw the light chasing him from behind, he even laid down his face and begged for mercy, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, have mercy on me. There is no deep hatred between you and me. I am willing to teach you the secret technique of avoiding calamity."
"A mere blood sacrifice is an evil way to extend life!"
Xiao Tiezhun laughed and said, "I have three such spells in my hands, including the Heaven Severing Sect secret. How can I get it from you?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and let out a few bolts of thunder. Primordial Spirit was attacked one after another, becoming increasingly illusory.
Jian Xuan screamed, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, God only wants to use you to sever the ancestral lineage. Now that your luck has dissipated, and you see that you have stopped at Nascent Soul, why are you so desperate?"
"The poor Daoist doesn't care about the dissipation of luck, and he won't resent the world..."
Xiao Tiezhun escaped a little faster. "I just believe that demons have committed evil and should be punished!"
Divine Fire Fan's pocket brushed towards Jian Xuan, blazing flames enveloped Primordial Spirit and continued to burn, and the screams lasted for a long time before they completely Nirvana.
puff!
Xiao Tiezhun couldn't bear it anymore and spat out Essence Blood. His face was as pale as frost and his breath was sluggish.
"Fortunately, this guy is greedy for the corpse of a poor Daoist. If he really casts a spell to destroy the corpse and eliminate all traces, this substitute talisman can't save it, so God still takes care of us!"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he turned into an escaping light and flew towards Yunzhou.
Azure Province Hundreds of cities have turned into ghosts. Such a terrifying thing cannot be concealed at all.
With the Dan Ding Sect adding fuel to the flames, the truth quickly spread throughout Jiuzhou.
Spirit Sword Sect Spirit Transformation Tianjun Jian Xuan became a demon and sacrificed blood to Azure Province human race in order to extend his life, and finally died under Dao Lord Xuanxiao Divine Fire Fan.
At the same time, Dan Ding Sect spread Dao Lord Xuanxiao's words throughout Cultivation World. He would not care about the monks' fighting skills, even if they sacrificed blood to Family Extermination, he would not pay attention to it, but he would wreak havoc on the mortals and kill them without mercy!
Nascent Soul Ancestor, who had some ghostly thoughts, fell silent for a moment.
Comparing the gap in strength with Tianjun, and then recalling the gap in lifespan with Xuanxiao, I felt despair for a moment.
Yi Province, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
The sound of chanting sutras, the buzzing of wooden fish, and the dazzling Buddha light can be seen from miles away.
Back mountain.
An inconspicuous small temple with green bricks and gray tiles.
"Zen Master, Xuanxiao's counterattack against the Heavenly Lord must have been seriously injured. This is a good time for Buddhism!"
Faming looked solemn and said in a low voice, "The demonic path, One Qi Sect, is self-proclaimed by the secret method. If we survive the catastrophe and rebuild the inheritance in the future, how can there be a foothold for Buddhism?"
"Amitabha!"
Miao Shan proclaimed the Buddha's name, clasped his hands together, and said with a compassionate face, "If I don't go to hell, who will! If we investigate carefully, we must confirm that Xuanxiao is seriously injured, and the poor monk will go to the bliss of the Western Heaven together with thousands of Buddhist cultivators!"
Since the spiritual energy dissipated, Cultivation World is no longer as prosperous as it once was, and it can only rely on Buddhist monks to make up the number of blood sacrifices.
More than thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Dan Ding Sect has repeatedly heard bad news, Xuanxiao is seriously injured and is about to die, relying on sect elixirs to barely maintain his longevity.
Until Reverend Faming's life was about to expire, he came to visit and say goodbye on the pretext of jointly conquering the devil's way, and finally saw the dying Dao Lord Xuanxiao with his own eyes.
A few years later.
Buddhism holds a land and water conference, inviting tens of millions of believers to gather at Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Before the Dharma Assembly started, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple was enveloped in flames and Buddha's light. The two sides fought for dozens of days, and half of Zen Master Miaoshan's golden body fell off.
Earthfire Palace.
Lonely, cold, as if abandoned in the world.
The changing situation in the outside world has nothing to do with Zhou Yi. I only focus on ripening Jianmu Tree and organizing the Daoist Canon scriptures.
Jianmu Tree is already three feet tall, with straight purple stems without branches, and some buds growing on the stems.
Zhou Yi consumes longevity to condense Creation Jade Dew, drops it on Jianmu Tree, and then releases surging spiritual energy. A small part is used to maintain Formation Restriction, and most of it is refined into Mana.
"Storage Bag still has more than half of the spiritual objects in it. Jianmu Tree can give birth to at least nine feet. It will not be difficult to maintain the golden elixir cultivation in the future!"
Zhou Yi looked happy. After ninety years of solitary retreat, he finally had a way to escape the world.
Pick up the lottery tube from your side and cast Minor Heaven Severing Art.
Oracle Slip landed.
The light shines and condenses into words, which is a sign of good luck!