Chapter 709: Traveled thousands of miles

Above Lingshan, the golden light in the sea of ​​clouds became more intense.
When Liang Yi came here, it happened that Ye Changting was facing off with Ning Sheng and another sage. He stayed here for a while, but just opened his mouth and asked, "Is there a monk passing by from here?"
Ning Sheng shook his head, indicating that he had never seen it before.
Liang Yi's face was gloomy. From Juyu City to Lingshan, it wasn't too far, it was just such a distance. When he came from there, he walked along the golden light and didn't know how, but he was lost.
Liang Yi just entered the sea, and his realm is not too high. For other seas, Liang Yi is not the first human monk at this moment. In the clouds, now it is always up to Ye Sheng.
Standing in the distance, Liang Yida didn't stop much, swept to the distance, and arrived beside Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng asked softly: "How is Shengge?"
Liang Yi spoke frankly, telling Ye Sheng about the whole story that happened in Juyu City. Ye Sheng frowned slightly. Although he is a sage on the cloud and the master of Taoism, he is not heartbroken. For Ye Shengge himself He still misses the only daughter very much, but as a saint, it is impossible for him to be like an ordinary father in the world.
But emotions cannot be hidden.
After listening to it, Ye Sheng said calmly: "There will be results later. Since he wants to take action against Shengge, he doesn't want to hide it anymore. Killing Shengge and messing up my Dao Xin will naturally win later. This is understandable."
Although Liang Yi has just entered the cloud, he is not a person who does not understand anything. After hearing this, he just nodded and said nothing. Since that person came towards Ye Sheng, then Ye Sheng must have made the move before. Up.
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A group of saints gathered in the sea of ​​clouds on Lingshan, but the monk Hui Chou had already left the sea of ​​clouds and came to Lingshan. He walked into the Daxiong Hall, folded his hands at the statue of Buddha, whispered the Buddha's name, and then left here. Went to the side hall.
Seng Huisi is meditating in the meditation room and chanting.
When Monk Hui Chou came here, he just opened his eyes, stood up and looked at Monk Hui Si. Monk Hui Chou said in a warm voice, "The younger brother has violated the precept."
Buddhist monks have too many rules to abide by. For example, before Huisi wanted to be the lord of the buddhaland, he was born with jealousy. This would be a violation of the precepts. There is nothing to say.
In fact, the monk Hui Chou knew about it all the time, but he kept silent. The same was true the time when Hui Si left the Buddhist land and went to the mountains and rivers. For the monk Hui Chou, although he knew it, he also knew the consequences, but still didn’t. Say what.
Things have reached this point now, and anything else is in vain.
Both people are very clear.
Monk Hui Chou said indifferently: "The younger brother is to be the lord of the spirit mountain and the master of the Buddhism. It is actually simple. As long as the younger brother studies the Dharma carefully and practices well, he has his own approval. Even if he can't become a master now, but then It will definitely be done. It is nothing more than time. In fact, it seems troublesome and boring, and it is the only way."
Hui Si also understood that now, it is useless to say anything and nothing. Looking at his brother, Hui Si Seng asked: "The brother has committed such a sin, can the brother forgive me?"
In the words, he already had thoughts of regret, but he didn't understand why his brother had such a broad mind, and he could still tolerate such a terrible mistake.
Monk Hui Chou still has a plain face, "I have been with my brother for many years, what kind of person my brother is, how can I be a brother? After all these years, even if the brother has done a few wrong things, it is generally not bad. Brother, knowing this is enough."
Seng Hui Si prayed towards Sang Hui Chou devoutly, and he was very serious.
The Hui Chou monk accepted it calmly.
Monk Huisi raised his head and looked at Monk Hui Chou and said, "The brother believes that the Dharma is not as good as the brother, and so is his practice. If one day, he is lucky enough to beat the brother, he still wants to be the master of this Buddha land. Better than the younger brother, the younger brother is willing to treat him as the leader."
Seng Hui Chou asked Hui Si Seng to stand up, and then led him out of the Zen room, towards the front of the Great Hall of the Great Heroes. Along the way, Seng Hui Chou said something.
"Since the younger brother has fully awakened, he should know that who will be the master of the spirit mountain is definitely not decided by the senior brother, nor is it decided by the past masters."
Hui Si Seng looked up at the golden light in the sky, nodded and said, "I just figured it out."
Monk Hui Chou said: "Who in the land of Buddhism is in charge? This kind of thing has already been determined. It can only be the decision. When the two of us entered the sea, why did all the monks on the mountain lift you? In the end, brother, I became the leader, and the reason is here."
In just a few words, the monk Hui Chou revealed almost the greatest secret of Buddhism. It turned out that the choice of the head of Buddhism and the leader of Lingshan was not determined by the previous head, but someone else.
As for that person, it seems that he has always existed, and he has never left the Buddhist land.
If this matter is to let Qing Tianjun know, I am afraid that he will start thinking about what this world is like. He has found a demon ancestor that has existed for tens of thousands of years on the seabed of the North Sea, and if he has found someone who has existed for tens of thousands of years in Lingshan. People like Buddha are really interesting.
Seng Huisi said frankly: "Sheng Zhao in the clouds was brought by the younger brother, and the Confucianism side was also the fault of the younger brother. They all agreed to let the Buddhism go to the mountains and rivers after the younger brother finished the matter. Missionary."
Monk Hui Chou already knows the whole story, "So you both agree to it first, and see who can stand it."
Hui Si Seng smiled freely and said nothing.
The hundred-year plan in Juyu City is, after all, they are striving for the trust of Seng Huisi, but at this moment, they should all understand that this struggle is actually useless.
What they want, Sang Hui Si cannot give, nor Sang Hui Chou can give it. What can be given can only be someone else, as for who that other person is.
Hard to say.
"But you, they, or the saints on the cloud, are not as good as Chao Qingqiu, Chao Qingqiu, you have already seen it through."
Hui Si Seng asked in doubt: "Even if Chao Jianxian saw that there was a problem with Juyu City on the same day, he has already left the world at this moment, and even knowing it will not help."
The white eyebrows of Monk Hui Chou fluttered. He looked at his junior and smiled and said: "He saw it a hundred years ago. Was it interesting to drop the sword at that time, but at that time, it is better to drop the sword at this moment. Sword, Chao Qingqiu is gone, but he still has many more swords."
Although Chao Qingqiu left the world, he left a lot of backhands. That's why Chao Fengchen led a group of swordsmen to wipe out all the Confucianism and Taoist monks in Juyu City. It was just the old saying. No matter what the world is, things will ultimately have to wait for the cloud to make a decision.
In the sea of ​​clouds on Lingshan, such a group of saints gathered at this moment.
"Today, the battle is unavoidable. I just don't know if it is the personal grievance between Ye Sheng and Zhao Sheng, or the swordsman and Confucianism and Taoism."
What Hui Chou said was very particular, no matter what it was, he could remove Buddhism from there anyway.
Suddenly, Hui Si Seng asked, "Senior brother let the watch go down the mountain, but for what?"
Chanzi came down the mountain and brought a lantern for what, Hui Chou didn't know.
Monk Hui Chou explained: "This is what the one meant, watching downstairs and going down the mountain to welcome another person carrying a lantern."
Hui Si Seng nodded and signaled to know.
So he looked up at the sky and stopped talking.
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Above the clouds, Ye Changting stood with his sword hanging, and a little cinnabar of Ning Sheng appeared in the sky again, and the entire sky became blood red.
The other saint was Zhang Sheng of Confucianism. He came here today with Master Zhou. He didn't have the idea of ​​making a move, but if he was forced to do nothing, he still had to make a move.
As for Zhao Sheng, he never appeared, Liang Yi stood in the sea of ​​clouds, carefully looking at the situation here.
Ye Changting's killing intent was not concealed. Originally, he came to Buddhism only to fight against the Hui Chou monk again, but who would have thought that after coming here, he encountered such a scene, and Chao Fengchen was almost bombarded by Ning Sheng. Killing to death, if it were someone else, perhaps Ye Changting would not be so angry, but this person is not someone else, but the face of the wind, with a special identity.
Ye Changting has been rubbing against Chao Qingqiu for several years before he got the news. If he watched Chao Fengchen's death like this, maybe the last news would not be heard. The pinch and swelling of her face are of no avail.
It's just that there are too many sages in the cloud at this moment. If Ye Changting rushed to make a move, he might fall into a besieged situation. That's why Ye Changting had been standing in the cloud for so long without making a move.
Zhang Sheng floated to Master Zhou and said softly, "What is going on today?"
Master Zhou shook his head and said, "Hui Chou seems to have stabilized the situation in Lingshan. This is not only the case of Daomen's plans, but also ours. This is Chao Qingqiu's handwriting. This is not unacceptable."
Speaking of Chao Qingqiu, Master Zhou suddenly laughed, "Chao Qingqiu, Chao Qingqiu, this guy has been gone for so many years, and the world still can't escape these three words."
Zhang Sheng and Chao Qingqiu seemed to have some friendship, and when they heard these words, they also smiled, but they quickly drew away. I don't know if it was because they thought of this person, or they felt that they shouldn't laugh at this moment.
Or both, anyway, in the end, he became expressionless.
The saints are in this place, Master Zhou is waiting to watch the play, while Ning Sheng and Liang are to maintain the situation, and Ye Shengcai is really waiting for someone.
Among the Taoist saints, it seems that today, there is really a cannibalism.
Waiting is one of the most helpless things. Few people can hold on to it, but some people really don’t care, like Ye Sheng. Such a character has been holy for many years, whether it’s a realm or something else. The best in the world, so waiting is not a big deal for him.
He has been looking at Lingshan, his expression is flat, but there are countless births and deaths in his eyes.
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Zhao Sheng came to Lingshan.
He didn't come from the cloud, because there are many people in the cloud, many people with a realm equivalent to him, walking from the cloud, he will be discovered by others, so he can only walk from under the cloud and climb the mountain from the foot of Lingshan.
Lingshan does not have a large formation to protect the mountain, because the strongest method is on the top of the mountain, only some monks who patrol the mountain, these monks can only find that the realm is not too high, such as people like Zhao Sheng, no one will know that he has already arrived Lingshan, so his journey is very simple, just like this, he listened to the sound of the Buddha, came to the front of the Daxiong Hall, came to the statue of Buddha, and came to the body of Hui Chou.
Monk Hui Chou is one of the oldest people in this world. None of the sages in the cloud can compare to him, and Sheng Zhao is not too old, so the two people look like people of two generations.
Zhao Sheng wore a cyan Dao robe, that face had some traces of years, but all that was left was powerful.
Monk Hui Chou is an old man.
"I know that Saint Hui Chou knows everything."
Zhao Sheng's first sentence was really plain, just stating one thing.
The monk Hui Chou nodded, indicating that he also knew.
Zhao Sheng said, "I still want to ask Saint Hui Chou, can I lend it?"
Zhao Sheng came to borrow something. The things he talked about with Hui Si before were also for that thing. Without that thing, he is not Ye Sheng's opponent at all. Only if he possesses him can he be able to win the game.
Monk Hui Chou said flatly: "You know, that thing never leaves Lingshan."
Zhao Sheng reminded: "So I chose the battlefield in Lingshan, not going far."
Monk Hui Chou still shook his head and said, "Even so, the old monk doesn't want to be involved in the Taoist struggle. Buddhism has been in the Buddhist land for so many years, and has settled down. I don't want to do anything anymore. It is foolproof."
"So the saint also rejected the swordsman."
Zhao Sheng was not angry, but calmed down.
Monk Hui Chou shook his head and said, "Not so. No one has ever come to Lingshan to talk to the old monk. There are a lot of swords falling towards the sword fairy, but no sword has ever fallen to Lingshan."
Zhao Sheng asked: "If the saint doesn't borrow the lantern, are we afraid that we will join hands to grab it today?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Sheng had finally turned it on. All he wanted was the lantern. As long as he had that lantern, Ye Sheng would definitely be defeated.
And why so many people came to the cloud, I wanted to see if I could take the lantern away.
After all, there are so many magical instruments in the world, but there is nothing that can match this lantern.
Even if Chao Qingqiu's fairy sword wanted to be exchanged, it couldn't be exchanged.
Monk Hui Chou could see things very clearly. He knew exactly what the saints on the cloud had made.
No one is indifferent to longevity.
"The old monk actually didn't want to say more, but in fact, even after taking it, the longevity is still far away."
Zhao Sheng said indifferently: "I don't want to live forever. I only want it. You can defeat Ye Xiujing with it."
Monk Hui Chou didn't speak, and now Zhao Sheng couldn't hear anything. He said no more, so he could only let Zhao Sheng give up.
Zhao Sheng asked: "Even if you pay a high price, it won't work?"
The monk Hui Chou frowned, looked at the Buddha, was silent for a moment, and said softly: "People who are destined for Buddhadu, even the sword fairy came to Lingshan back then, could not see it. If Zhao Sheng thinks he is a destined person, then Go try."
Zhao Sheng asked: "Where is it?"
The monk Hui Chou pointed to a place.
Monk Huisi had been waiting in the distance for a long time. He looked at Zhao Sheng, folded his hands together, and led Zhao Sheng to a Buddhist temple in the distance.
Neither of these two cultivators said anything along the way.
It wasn't until before he came to the Buddhist room that Seng Huisi said: "The things in the world have their own conditions and cannot be forced."
Zhao Sheng ignored him and just pushed in. ,
The layout of the Zen room is simple, with only a piece of cloth. The other end is one side, and this end is one side.
That is a curtain.
After Zhao Sheng walked in, he already felt that unusual aura, which was unmatched by all magical artifacts in the world. It was very mysterious and made him, the saint of the sea, a little excited.
He silently thought that Monk Hui Chou faced the lantern all day long, no wonder he had a thorough understanding of the two words Changsheng.
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng tried to walk inside.

Li Fuyao took a lot of Shenxieshan's pills, his complexion improved a lot, but his face was still like white paper, and it looked very miserable.
Chanzi took two golden pills from Lingshan Mountain to Li Fuyao, as a thank you for his life-saving grace in Wushan Mountain.
After Li Fuyao thanked him, sitting on the long street, holding the lantern, Ye Shengge had already come here.
After seeing Ye Shengge, Zenzi put his hands together and bowed, "I have seen Ye Guanzhu."
Although Chanzi is much better than Ye Shengge, since Ye Shengge is already the master of Shenxieshan, he must do his best with etiquette.
Ye Shengge nodded, her face was equally unsightly, that golden light was a powerful blow from a certain saint, and ordinary saints in the sea might not dare to resist, but Li Fuyao and Ye Shengge almost held it halfway. Under such circumstances, not dying is already considered good, and such an injury is reasonable.
Chanzi explained the whole story to Li Fuyao, then lifted the lantern and went to a distance, sat down there, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.
Ye Shengge came to Li Fuyao and sat down. After sitting down, Ye Shengge casually said, "What did you push me away before?"
Li Fuyao said of course: "Since it's all deaths, and compare the deaths with the two, I'm still willing to die. Besides, if you don't die, you still have a chance to avenge me."
"But why did you come back in the end?"
Li Fuyao knew the answer, but the answer was just willing to die together. He just asked about it because he wanted to use it to provoke it.
I said it once before, but it's far from such a moment.
Ye Shengge shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just want to die with you."
Li Fuyao smiled bitterly. Such a statement is really new, but it is not because of this statement that makes him smile, but because Ye Shengge said so, then he must be thinking that way. , This is what makes Li Fuyao feel helpless.
Li Fuyao sighed.
Zhongye Shengge's face was pale, but she didn't have a taste. She gathered her temples in her ears, and said calmly, "If you like that woman, go and marry her. What's the big deal? It's not that complicated. You think too much. too much."
Ye Shengge has said before, the matter is not complicated.
Li Fuyao changed the subject and asked, "Zhanzi said that the saint invited you and me to Lingshan. What do you think?"
"I?"
Ye Shengge looked at Li Fuyao, very puzzled.
Li Fuyao smiled, did not explain anything, just waited for the answer.
Ye Shengge said, "The two saints will not treat you well, you are not going to ask them questions, this is not just right."
Li Fuyao said, "Actually, I think so too."
It is naturally the best thing to invite a saint in Lingshan, and it will save a lot of effort. Going to Lingshan, it is good to be able to ask him what he wants, but it is not a big deal if he can’t ask, then end Buddhism. The trip, back to the mountain and river.
"It's just that there must be many people in Lingshan at this moment, don't worry."
Ye Shengge's observation of the situation is very nuanced. Before, there was a water sword in Yuyu City, which means that at least one sword fairy has come, and the golden light shot in the cloud also shows that there is a saint, and look at the situation. , It is absolutely impossible that there are only such two saints.
In such a situation, if you rush forward, I am afraid that something will really happen.
After all, today, Chao Qingqiu has not come to protect them.
Thinking of protecting, Li Fuyao remembered the ancestor again. The ancestor used a sword to kill the Chaomu Realm who stepped him under his feet. This time he held the lantern to stop the golden light, which was really for Li Fuyao. Broken heart.
"This lantern does not seem simple."
This lantern was able to stop the golden light, which was not simple at first. From a certain situation, it seemed to be the same as the Immortal Searching Sword on Li Fuyao, and it was not comparable to ordinary magical artifacts.
In the past years, Li Fuyao carried this lantern and walked many places, but he never found its use.
The ancestor came only once at the border of Chen Kingdom.
Afterwards, Li Fuyao only felt that this might be a ray of sword energy left by the old ancestor before, and nothing else.
The biggest use of this lantern, I'm afraid it is just to keep those low-level demon cultivators from approaching, and let Li Fuyao calm down while practicing.
But today, this is not the case.
There is a mystery in this.
Ye Shengge suddenly thought of a possibility, she said tentatively: "Above Lingshan, there is also a lantern..."
That lantern, this lantern, Li Fu shook his head and looked down at the lantern that had been extinguished and could no longer be lit.
If this lantern is related to the lantern on Lingshan, how did this lantern come into the hands of the ancestor?
The things in it are too complicated to make sense.
For the truth, you still have to go to Lingshan to see, including things that happened six thousand years ago, you still have to go to Lingshan to get results.
Li Fuyao took a deep breath, put away the lantern, and looked at Ye Shengge and said, "It's good to go to Lingshan once."
Ye Shengge didn't speak, just nodded.

Zhao Sheng left that room with a strange expression, and Hui Si Seng was outside the door without saying a word.
Zhao Sheng thought about going to the Daxiong Hall to see Monk Hui Chou, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
He sat on the steps in front of the meditation house and recalled his life. He was the most brilliant monk in Yunhu Temple in this thousand years. All hope of Yunhuguan rested on him, and since he entered the cloud, he has always been Thinking of the seat of the Taoist priest, he was going to take that seat. As long as the seat was seated, Yun Huguan could surpass Shenxie Mountain in the world.
It is said that after the saints enter the cloud, all beings are small things, but the saints are humans in the end, and they all have selfish desires. According to Su Ye, the greatest desire of the hypocrites in the cloud is to seek longevity.
What Zhao Sheng wants most is longevity, but everyone knows that longevity is the most difficult to find, so Zhao Sheng has other ideas, that is, to become the master of this cloud Taoist priest and to make Yun Huguan reappear in the world.
To this end, he did a lot of things, but at this moment, he realized that all the things he did were in vain. In the end, he still needs to fight back to the original point.
And it's just that big.
If the lantern doesn't help him, the other saints of the Taoist door won't help him.
He could only fight Ye Xiujing.
Zhao Sheng took a deep breath.
Stand up.
Ye Sheng's voice came from the sea of ​​clouds at this moment, "Zhao Chaofu, a battle in the clouds!"
There were six saints before Daomen Yunyun. Counting those two who died, in fact, only Zhao Chaofu had the smallest gap with him.
Ye Sheng was very plain and straightforward, just a battle.
Now there are five sages in Taoism and three in Confucianism. If a sage is killed, it will actually have a great impact on Taoism, but these things Zhao Sheng did cannot be forgiven. Since they cannot be forgiven, then they can only killed.
This battle is inevitable!
Zhao Sheng sneered, did not speak, but just made a big move. A picture scroll appeared in the sky, covering the sky, and he wanted to stop the entire spirit mountain. On that picture there are mountains, rivers and trees, beautiful scenery of the world, and the whole world is there. In this picture.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!
This is the most vast magic weapon in the entire world.
It is also a world.
In fact, Ye Sheng's Demon Bowl also has something in it, but it is not necessarily comparable to this picture of mountains and rivers.
The saints' magical instruments are different, and each has its own mystery.
Zhao Sheng stood up in the air, and the picture of mountains and rivers was erected. Zhao Sheng stood in front of the painting, looking very small. The saints are not like monsters against the enemy, they like to hold a few hundred at every turn. On the contrary, Zhang's method is more attached to the subtlety of Taoism.
The sword fairies are simpler
Single, it's just a sword.
Ye Sheng took a step forward, the sea of ​​clouds tumbling, some clouds condensed into a cloud dragon, appearing on the soles of Ye Sheng's feet.
When Yunlong wandered in the sea of ​​clouds, he came right in front of Zhao Sheng.
The two opposing each other were hundreds of feet apart, and the map of mountains and rivers had been opened, but Ye Sheng's Demon Bowl was still not taken out.
Ye Sheng asked indifferently, "Zhao Chaofu, you are the one who shot Juyu City?"
Up to now, no matter what you say has no effect, so is the sophistry, so Zhao Sheng said calmly: "I want to kill her to mess up your mind, but I can't make it."
After Ye Sheng got the answer, he stopped talking, just waved his hand.
Zhao Sheng felt the strong aura between heaven and earth, and adjusted his aura to the peak.
When Chao Qingqiu was not famous in the world, Ye Sheng was the strongest person in this world.
He is the most orthodox monk of Taoism, and he will gain countless Taoisms, each of which has been practiced to a superb state, and he can become the Taoist leader.
Zhao Sheng rolled his hand and Yun Hai separated, as if opening a road in front of him and Ye Sheng.
Countless golden lights suddenly bloomed between the sky and the earth. Those golden lights didn't know where they originated, but in the end they fell on the sky behind Ye Sheng.
Then came the golden light masterpiece, as if a pouring rain, Ye Sheng was instantly overwhelmed by the golden light.
It was just this kind of sight that only lasted for a while. After a while, Ye Sheng's whole figure flashed from a distance, and with a ray of luck, it became countless golden threads, which instantly surged towards Zhao Sheng.
Each of these golden threads contains the aura of great power, which is not so easy to deal with.
Zhao Sheng snorted coldly. Facing the golden threads, he didn't choose to resist, instead he swept up the sky. The golden threads were like tarsal maggots, and they arrived immediately.
On the way to the sky, they are even more connected, looking like a golden python!
Zhao Sheng stepped on the top of the giant python's head and pressed it down. After only a moment, the golden light shattered, and countless golden lights spilled down on the cloud, just like a golden light film on the cloud.
In addition, Zhao Sheng's figure moved slightly, and the blue robes were floating, and he fell in front of Ye Sheng. Ye Sheng didn't move, but stretched out a finger and drew a circle in the sea of ​​clouds.
Then a giant hand was born in that circle, and all the scattered clouds above the sea of ​​clouds gathered to become a giant.
Ye Sheng looked calm, watching this scene, unmoved.
The giant hand hit Zhao Sheng with a punch, as if he was about to smash through the sea of ​​clouds.
There is a puppet talisman in the world, but those talismans are drawn by the Talisman Taoists, and their realm is limited. For a saint like Ye Sheng, talisman is not necessary. This giant in the sea of ​​clouds is the strongest puppet in the world.
Ye Sheng wandered in a robe, and he was originally very small in front of the giant, but I don't know why, but he didn't feel this way. On the contrary, he felt that Ye Sheng was very tall.
Golden light is born between heaven and earth, just like between heaven and earth, crossing a line, that golden light instantly passes through the giant of the sea of ​​clouds, turning it into nothing, and that golden light is immortal, and continues to cut across, seeming to be about to cut the leaves. Holy behead is here.
But Ye Sheng just reached out and pressed the golden thread before the golden light was about to come, and pinched it hard.
The golden thread broke, and at this moment there was also a golden blood bead between Ye Sheng's fingers.
This was the first time Ye Sheng was injured since the war began.
Zhao Sheng didn't know what was going on.
Liang Yi was watching the battle from a distance, and he looked very big. Although he was a rare genius in the world, he was still short in the world. Under such a battle, he thought he would not last long.
After Ye Sheng pinched the golden thread, Zhao Sheng's figure appeared behind him.
Ye Sheng turned his head, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Sheng.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!
That saint magical weapon headed towards Ye Shengyong, and it turned out to swallow Ye Sheng directly.
There was a big whirlpool in that picture of mountains and rivers, and Ye Sheng was swallowed from that place.
Zhao Sheng smiled. As long as Ye Sheng entered the picture of mountains and rivers, he would dare to say that he could trap him in the picture all his life.
The series of things I did before were not for other purposes, but for keeping Ye Sheng in there.
It was just that before he recovered, a golden thread emerged from the whirlpool, wrapped around his ankle, and pulled him in.
As a result, above the sea of ​​clouds, there is only a picture of the mountains and rivers.
Liang Yi looked at this scene with a dull expression.
Master Zhou smiled slightly.
Ning Sheng had already noticed Master Zhou and Zhang Sheng, if he waited for Master Zhou to think about it, he would be able to take action.
The mountains and rivers are floating in the sea of ​​clouds.
Constantly exuding the atmosphere of the avenue, the sage pressure.
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Ye Sheng fell on a high mountain, holding a golden silk thread in his hand, and slightly moving his thoughts, the golden silk thread was wrapped around his own wrist.
This picture of mountains and rivers is nothing ordinary. He hasn't found a way out yet, so he can only trap Zhao Sheng first, and this thread can entangle the two of them.
From the high mountain, Ye Sheng came to Shenxie Mountain. Since this map of mountains and rivers and thousands of miles included the entire world, it is normal that there are Shenxie Mountains in it.
When I came to Shenxie Mountain, the observer on the mountain was not Liang Yi, let alone Ye Shengge.
Stayed here for a while.
Ye Sheng fell on the Jianshan Mountain and saw the whole picture of the mountain. The ancestor Xu Ji was not too old at this moment, and Meng Jin was still Jianshan Zhangjiao.
Ye Sheng moved slightly and stepped on Jianshan Mountain. The mountain was instantly broken, and then he headed north.
I saw a man in a white robe on the North Sea.
That is a magnificent sword fairy.
Ye Sheng realized at this moment that the people inside were the reflections in his mind. He could see whoever he wanted to see.
Looking at the man, Ye Sheng asked: "Do you really think I am inferior to you?"
The man turned his head, and if he was seen by a swordsman in the world, he would definitely cry, because his name was Chao Qingqiu.
Taking a look at Ye Sheng, Chao Qingqiu just said, "Ye Xiujing, I've been in the clouds for a long time, it's a bit less interesting."
Ye Xiujing stood with her hand in her hand, looked at the white-robed man, and said, "I always thought that you were just a natural fit for swords, but I never thought that you were not stupid."
Zhao Qingqiu had planned a lot, and had almost counted all the saints in, saying that he was not stupid in his mind, only the lowest level of praise.
Chao Qingqiu said, "Ye Xiujing, you won't be able to keep up with me for the rest of your life, so what's the point?"
Ye Sheng didn't speak, but just stepped out. Beihai moved towards the two sides. Ye Sheng came to Chao Qingqiu, stretched out his hand and wiped it, and said to himself: "Not necessarily."
"You are dead, I have not yet, this is the outcome."
Chao Qingqiu's figure dissipated, and Ye Sheng quickly left here and continued north to the demon land.
Somewhere on the grassland, I saw the heroic woman.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Sheng, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
Ye Sheng smiled silently.
The woman didn't say much, and shot out brazenly.
Ye Sheng fought with her, only defensive but not offensive. They fought on this grassland for half a day. The last two confronted and remained silent.
"There are only a handful of people who can beat my Shengge. Who are you?"
Ye Sheng smiled gently: "Ye Xiujing."
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After walking through the demon land, through the North Sea, and through all the places that he wanted to go, Ye Sheng finally walked into the mountains.
Demon Xiu hid to the ground, shivering.
There is a Taoist temple in this deep mountain.
Taoist Temple is called Yunhu Temple.
There are not many Taoist priests in Yunhu Temple, and it looks very miserable. In Taoist Temple, there is an old Taoist priest standing in the open space of Guanli, looking at another little Taoist priest, saying something.
It seems to be teaching a Taoism.
Ye Sheng stood in front of them, and then said: "Go on."
The old Taoist looked blank, and the little Taoist was also full of doubts.
Ye Sheng mentioned that the golden thread on his wrist appeared, and the other end was indeed on the little Taoist ankle.
The little Taoist changed slowly, and it was indeed Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng looked at Ye Sheng and said with emotion: "Can you find me?"
Ye Sheng didn't speak, but just pulled a leaf and threw it away, the Taoist temple shattered and the house collapsed.
The mountain was destroyed.
"It's just one leaf."
The two stood on the two high mountains again, Ye Sheng waved his sleeves, and all the water in front of him rushed towards the sky.
Came to the two and made a barrier.
Zhao Sheng sneered: "Even if you Ye Xiujing is a master of Taoism, you can be absurd, how can you be the master of a religion?"
Ye Sheng didn't speak, just tore open the water curtain with one hand, golden light poured into it, and then a golden river was formed.
Ye Sheng stood in front of the river, "If you are reasonable, you can do it. This world is already the world of Confucianism.
Reasoning is the most unreasonable thing for them, Dao Sect monks, to return to the original point, they still have to fight.
Zhao Sheng sank his hands, and thousands of miles of mountains rose from the ground, floating in the sky like huge bamboo shoots.
Watching this scene, it is really magnificent.
Ye Sheng looked up at this scene, and suddenly said: "In the world, it is difficult for me to do these things. Only in this world of mountains and rivers can you have such power."
Zhao Sheng's face turned pale, he ignored Ye Sheng, but the imperial emissary pressed towards Ye Sheng against these huge mountains.
Ye Sheng stretched out his hand, and the long golden river headed towards the sky. I don't know how long it was. It was like a pen scribbling on the sky, as if to draw a beautiful scroll.
It's just that after the long golden river crossed the sky, it still blocked all the mountains.
Ye Sheng walked towards the front, came to Zhao Sheng, and said calmly: "Fake, it is fake after all."
After saying this, his palm fell on Zhao Sheng's chest, and Zhao Sheng flew out towards the sky.
Zhao Sheng's blood was golden yellow, and while he was flying towards the sky, a lot of golden blood was spilled.
So there was a heavy rain in the world.
And Ye Sheng ignored him.
He walked in the rain with an extremely plain expression. He walked to Beihai and said to the white robe man who reappeared: "One thing, I also beat you."
After saying this, Ye Sheng was missing.
You can go everywhere, but where do you end up going?
Perhaps it is Shenxieshan, or Yunhuguan.
Or neither.
Instead, Ye Sheng fell on the grassland.
Looking at the woman, she smiled softly; "My name is Ye Xiujing, do you remember?"