The setting sun on Zizai Cliff is dyed with a thin blood color, the whistling mountain wind stops here, and the long sound of ancient bells penetrates the mist, tapping on the heartstrings. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
A young man in white clothes helped Zhong Guanyuan climb up from the bottom of the mountain. The young man looked noble, but his movements were cautious and his face was slightly shy. Zhong Guanyuan's eyes were covered with delicate golden ribbons. He held his waist and complained: "It's too cold today and the road is so difficult to walk. Why don't you stay somewhere else?"
The Buddhist and Taoist saint who lived high on Zizai Cliff seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. He turned his back to the two of them and was bathed in a bloody setting sun. Even the setting sun tainted the peace and tranquility on his body.
"We always like to stay in high places. It seems that the higher we stand, the closer we are to the way of heaven." The kind voice of the Buddhist and Taoist saint was not drowned out by the bells.
Zhong Guanyuan laughed "hehehe" for a while, and then seeing that the Buddhist and Taoist saints had no expression, he said, "Where are the things?"
"In the Sutra Pavilion, you can go get it yourself." The Buddhist and Taoist saint looked at Jieyou Cliff, which is far away from Zizi Cliff, and his voice lowered slightly, "Do you also want to take away the things from Mianfeng Gallery?"
Zhong Guanyuan became depressed when he heard that he still had to climb the mountain. He nodded and said: "Yes, all the relics in the seven holy places must be recovered. This is the decision of the Tiangong. In fact, I think there is no point in taking back the relics of the Qing Emperor. .”
Ji Yihe helped Zhong Guanyuan sit down. He stood behind Zhong Guanyuan and stretched out his hand to squeeze his shoulders. He didn't seem to care much about the conversation between Zhong Guanyuan and the Buddhist and Taoist saints. He lowered his head silently and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Since the palace has decided to take it back, there must be a reason. It is probably because the Qing Emperor had a will." The Buddhist and Taoist saint said calmly, "It has been a hundred thousand years, and everyone is still living with the legacy of that generation. In the middle of the game. The peak state of Shinto back then was beyond our imagination now, but even so, it still died without any resistance."
Zhong Guanyuan was slightly startled. He felt that the words of the Buddhist and Taoist saints had a somewhat negative meaning: "The two paths of gods and demons were just two strong forces standing side by side at that time. They are certainly not as prosperous as the competing paths of the monastic world now. I Watching these paths come together, everyone is always growing."
"It's a pity that it hasn't grown up enough to cope with the catastrophe." The Buddhist and Taoist saint said the cruel content in a very peaceful and compassionate tone, "Changing the original two strong forces to stand side by side to the current conflict of the various ways will not solve the problem at all. And there is no point in taking back the relics of the Qing Emperor. What the Qing Emperor couldn't solve back then, can the things he left behind one hundred thousand years later be able to solve it? It's really ridiculous. Rather than placing hope on this kind of thing, it's better to start again. Competing for the position of Huangquan Biluo."
Zhong Guanyuan sighed after hearing what he said: "The gods in the palace have been closed for a hundred thousand years. They don't have the same insight into the current world as I do. en8. Now I can only pray to Qing Emperor that he has great supernatural powers. The calculations made a hundred thousand years ago are still not outdated.”
The Buddhist and Taoist saint was silent for a long time before he said to Zhong Guanyuan: "Go to the Sutra Pavilion and get the books and leave. I'm very busy here."
Zhong Guanyuan nodded, and Ji Yihe heard that the Buddhist and Taoist saint wanted to see off the guests, so he immediately helped Zhong Guanyuan stand up, and shyly bowed to the Buddhist and Taoist saint to leave.
"Descendants of the White Emperor?" The Buddhist and Taoist saint turned around to look at Ji Yihe after hearing what he said, seeming slightly surprised.
"Exactly." Ji Yihe straightened up and saluted calmly, "I am Ji Yihe, a descendant of Bai Emperor."
"The Five Emperors still have descendants..." The Buddhist and Taoist saint seemed to remember something, and said to Zhong Guanyuan, "Did you find it?"
"Well, it took a long time." Zhong Guanyuan looked like he was about to die from exhaustion. He held up the golden lace covering his eyes, "It's a pity that the direct bloodline of the Three Emperors can no longer be found. I'm afraid In another two years, Yihe and the others will end up like this... cough."
He lowered his head, as if he wanted to look at Ji Yihe beside him, but his sight was blocked by the golden tie. The little boy unconsciously used force in his hands, and wrinkled Zhong Guanyuan's neat and elegant clothes. He lowered his head as always, with a gloomy expression. Zhong Guanyuan sighed, took his sleeve out of Ji Yihe's hand, then took his hand and shook it to reassure him.
"Three Emperors..." The Buddhist and Taoist saint sighed, turned away and stopped talking.
Zhong Guanyuan then shook his legs and climbed down from the cliff. Ji Yihe was pulled down by him in a daze. He bit his lower lip hard, and the words "Three Emperors" were all in his mind.
The Three Emperors have disappeared, the Five Emperors have disappeared, so how far are the Seven Saints from the end now
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Yun Qing flew all the way south. She crossed the flames of war in Beichuan and crossed into the central turbulence. This place has abundant spiritual energy but is very chaotic. Both the sea currents and the air currents are deadly tearing. There are faint purple thunder and lightning in the sky, which is very unfavorable for flying. But Yun Qing didn't care about this at all. She needed to reach Nanfeng Continent as quickly as possible.
From the time Xie Yao successfully ascended to immortality until she and Song Liyou teamed up to kill He Loupei, the time left by the Demonic Saint for her to do whatever she wanted was running out, and she had to achieve her goal before a more powerful force intervened.
She was rushing to Nanfeng to seize the relics of the Qing Emperor in the weakest place in the Holy Land.
The palace under the Temple of Heaven and the annex under the Shenyin Gate cannot be moved, so Yun Qing has no plans to attack them for the time being. Mo Ling created his own little world to support himself. It would take him most of the day just to find the place where things were hidden. Yun Qing didn't have enough time, so he simply avoided it. In this way, she could only use the holy places of Qingchuan Shanfu, Mianfenglang, and Guiling Temple as a breakthrough point.
Walking all the way south from Beichuan back to Wuwu Demon Realm, Yun Qing can just pass Guiling Temple, Mianfeng Gallery, and Qingchuan Mountain Mansion in order. If she moves quickly enough, it shouldn't be a problem to get one or two items.
It's a pity that things are always not as expected.
The long river of Yin and Yang surges in from the horizon, and the majestic Immortal Dao energy stirs the surrounding turbulence into an even crazier and restless state. The world is enveloped by this clear air, and the cold breath of the Supreme Dao is everywhere up and down.
A young Taoist dressed in plain clothes came with a sword, and the Yin and Yang River was stepped on under his feet. His white hair fell safely around his waist in the strong wind and rain, without any mess. His face is pale, his expression is distant and cold, and his immortal demeanor is unfathomable.
The long river of Yin and Yang is full of waves. At a glance, it seems that there is only this long river left between heaven and earth. Yun Qing took a closer look and found that countless yin and yang fish were writhing in the water waves. They turned into fish when they came out of the water, and turned into torrents when they entered the water, making the waves turbulent. The surrounding turbulence was suppressed by the immortal energy, and then rolled away more violently in the distance. The place where the young Taoist was seemed to be the center of the storm. The clouds on the sky have gathered into a city, and the color has become thicker and darker. The sea water also appears deep black when reflecting such a sky.
Yun Qing had to stop under the pressure of the long river of yin and yang. She smiled and bowed to the visitor: "I have met Senior Su."
Su Youbai glanced at her and said calmly: "If you don't want to salute me, you don't have to wrong yourself."
Yun Qing didn't care about the ridicule in his words at all. He just bowed and saluted again, and then said with a smile: "Of course not. Huang Quan has always admired such powerful immortals as my senior."
Su Yaobai looked at her expression carefully. The smile was indeed humble and genuine. He didn't know how a guy like this who had no emotions and desires could have a smiling face.
How sad.
Su Youbai didn't speak, just looked at her silently.
No matter how brilliant the talent, no matter how perfect the calculation, they can't hide the flaw in this person - she is separated from the world. As long as there are spiritual things, they always pursue their own meaning when they are alive, so they have to seek the Tao. Spiritual beings will try to answer the countless doubts in the world and explain why they exist by seeking the Tao. However, Huang Quan could not find anything to prove herself in such a magnificent and vast world, so she began to try to pursue a more distant world.
It's so sad, so terrible.
Seeing that Su Yaobai didn't answer, Yun Qing said, "I wonder what advice my senior has for me?"
"I don't have anything to teach you." Su Yaobai came back to his senses and answered casually, "I just want to help someone buy some time."
Yun Qing's heart trembled slightly. Of course she knew that Su Yubai was here to buy time, but who was he trying to buy time for
She has now calculated that the Wuwu Demon Realm will undergo major changes and must return as quickly as possible. And this time she returned to Wuwu Demon Realm and didn't know when she would be able to come out, so she decided to complete some things in advance. Sending Suxin and Linjun to take action against Fang Zhangyu was one, and obtaining the Qing Emperor's relics from several holy places was two. If you were stuck at this step, then there was no need to mention the other three or four that followed.
Although Su Yaobai's obstruction was expected by her, its purpose was different from what Yun Qing expected. I originally thought that the Immortal Saint wanted to regain the position from her, and her chess path was stuck at this step, but now I saw that the Immortal Saint seemed to be helping someone while intercepting her.
"Zhong Guanyuan..." Behind Su Yaobai, the waves surged into the sky and the long river of Yin and Yang swept in. He said calmly to Yun Qing, "The Holy Land of Shinto wants to take back those things. His purpose is the same as yours."
Yun Qing frowned, and nine-headed snakes came up from behind her, spitting messages towards Su Youbai, and she said: "Shinto... is the Heavenly Palace. I didn't know that the relationship between Tongtian Divine Vein and Shinto was so good."
"I don't know either, but I know that the relationship between immortality and Wuwu Demon Realm is not very good." Su Yaobai stood firmly in front of her, watching the billowing waves of black fire coming but showing no intention of giving in. His body was between a boy and a young man, tall and thin, but when he stood in front of Yun Qing, his aura was as majestic as the mountains and the vast sea, unshakable.
Yun Qing felt that he was so straightforward that it was difficult for people to answer, so she simply stopped trying to find out the information. The nine snakes in her hand rushed out like lightning, and under the cover of dark clouds and sky, they directly attacked Su Yubai's facade.
Su Yaobai waved his sleeves and swept away, clearing the air into waves, instantly dispelling the demonic energy.
After Yun Qing shook off the nine-headed snake, she didn't even look at the effect of the blow. She directly used the art of shifting the universe, trying to bypass Su Yaobai and go to the south wind. But how could Su Youbai let her have her wish? The clear air in his hand rose up, and white mist and clouds surged and gathered. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area turned into a vast expanse of white, and you couldn't even see your fingers. Yun Qing felt that the fairy spirit around her was getting stronger and stronger, trapping her tightly in it like a quagmire. Just when I was about to use Shifting the World, I found that I could no longer distinguish between east, west, north, south, up, down, and four directions.
"Bu Qi heaven and earth, omnipotent." Su Yaobai said slowly after using the technique, "If you want to escape, you should defeat me first."
Yun Qing's expression was slightly condensed, a black blazing sun rose in his hand, demonic energy and evil thoughts surged out wildly, and the Pure Land of the Great Sun took root directly in the clear air under Su Gao's white cloth.
"Please give me some advice, senior."