Stepping on the turbulent blue water, Shen Lian and Chao Xiaoyu did not indulge in it. The clouds and smoke grew outside, like a fairy.
Chao Xiaoyu smiled softly and said, "You leave a lot of time, but it prevents me from thanking Master Wang in person."
"Kindness is in my heart, and I will repay it in the future. Why use false and polite words, which will lose the grace of my generation." Shen Lian walked along the river, and every time he stopped, it was a wonderful piece of music.
Chao Xiaoyu did not hesitate to give in. Now she has benefited a lot from the wonderful passage of the 'Acquired Shen Sutra'. Not only has her injuries begun to improve, but she has also become able to take a step further. She can raise her hands and feet. Able to capture the floating Taoist rhythms in Tianmen Gorge, dissolve them into oneself, show the sacred light, and walk side by side with Shen Lian without falling behind.
The two of them tacitly understood each other and compared the escape method, but they saw the flowing water flowing through the clouds, being passed by the two of them without any ripples. It was as if they were really traveling through another world, and in the real world, they only showed the appearance of escape. It’s just a Dharma image.
Shen Lian enjoyed this competition very much. With a calm expression on his face, he was firmly ahead of Chao Xiaoyu.
Just now, he expounded the Five Elements Dao with every word and deed in Zhizhiguan. It was not only his understanding, but also elicited the innate Tao power of the Five Elements Divine Sword. The two were combined to break through the natural divine energy of Wang Shidao and Zhizhi Guan with sword intent. Combining and communicating internal and external, the five elements of wonderful truth operate spontaneously, which is why it is so shocking and gives people an impression that is better than Wang Shidao.
In fact, it was not that he deliberately wanted to overwhelm the guest, but simply to preach the essence of the Five Elements Great Way. When he reached the point of forgetfulness, he did not restrain himself and just let it flow freely.
Wang Shidao is also a kind-hearted person. Not only does he not take offense, but he also helps him.
Shen Lian naturally refused to stay shamelessly and listened to everyone's happy appreciation.
It was natural for him to withdraw and go away. At the same time, he concealed the fact that Chao Xiaoyu was seriously injured and caused trouble to Wang Shidao.
In this way, he at most carries a little reputation as a wild wave, but he is very thorough, and the details are difficult to understand unless you are in the middle of the game.
The Xuantian Sect seems to have made it clear that it wants to stay out of the great changes in the world, but it also sees that Shen Lian has good momentum and has the tendency to be the protagonist of the world, so it shows the intention of making friends. This is just Shen Lian's secret guess. But he believed it was close to the truth.
He thought to himself: After all, strength is the foundation.
If he were not Qingxuan Jiaozun today, a rare genius in ancient and modern times, or if Chao Xiaoyu was not a saint of Luo Jiao, no matter how generous Wang Shidao was, he would not be able to tell part of the wonderful edict of the "Tao Shen Sutra" for Chao Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu healed the injury. You must know that this kind of Taoist formula is the cornerstone of the great religion and has never been taught externally.
The two of them walked faster and faster, and they didn't know how many mountains and rivers they passed. Chao Xiaoyu could only see the direction Shen Lian was going, which was roughly towards the Western Wilderness. With her exquisite thoughts, she guessed where Shen Lian wanted to go in the end. It must be the view of killing.
Shen Lian and Chao Xiaoyu walked on the earth. When they passed the mountains, the mountains were full of spring. When they passed the water, the rivers were clear. When they passed the crowded places, the divine light poured down and eliminated the illness. From then on, the people in these places... There has been no serious epidemic in decades, everyone lives a long and healthy life, and is quite famous.
In the past, there was a master of music, and the lingering sound lingered for three days. Shen Lian and Chao Xiaoyu were even better. They kept taking photos of each other for a long time, and along the way, they extradited many good men and women. Some people drew Taoist portraits based on the appearance of Shen Lian and Chao Xiaoyu, and paid homage to them. Worshiping at dusk, the incense is endless, this is a topic for later, no need to mention it again.
At some point, Shen Lian had arrived near the Killing Viewpoint. There were many enemies of Chen Jianmei and relatives and friends of Guangqing here, and the place was besieged tightly.
Due to Fang Yanying's rapid progress, he acted like a swordsman every day. If he missed a hit, he would turn into sword light and return to the Killing Viewpoint, making everyone vigilant, not daring to be careless at all, and extremely fearful.
What's more, they came on their own and had no leaders at all. Furthermore, each of these people had their own hatred, and they fought openly and secretly every day. Otherwise, with Fang Yanying's ability, even if he was not inferior to Chen Jianmei back then, he would have given up and left. .
The demon spirits and monks lurking under the Mountain of Killing Life suddenly felt a terrifying aura that transcended the nature of heaven and earth.
Countless dark clouds seemed to be subject to some extremely strong gravitational force, and they suddenly gathered together. The sky and the earth were silent, and there was no sound. In this heart-stopping loneliness, a figure stood out.
He stood at the foot of the mountain of Killing View, but he looked taller than the entire mountain. Holding a long sword, he soared into the sky with a sharp aura, like a solitary peak rising from the ground, towering in the world.
Everyone was afraid, but no one knew what they were afraid of.
At this time, someone among the human monks shouted: "Master Qingxuanchen, you are Master Changsheng. Are you coming here to bully the younger ones?"
When the demon spirits heard the words "Zhenren Shen", they were a little confused. They were aloof demons. Even at the time of their ancestors, humans were just food for them to eat. As for now, many people have entered their mouths. They I don't even understand the terrifying meaning of the words "Shen Zhenren".
They only knew that the human monks seemed to be afraid and tough towards Shen Lian, and they meant that the man should not interfere here.
Shen Lian's expression remained unchanged, but no one dared to provoke him.
The dark clouds in the sky were as thick as ink, and apart from the auras of demon spirits and monks, there was no other light between heaven and earth.
Some demon spirits were thinking that it was going to rain heavily, so even if they secretly ate a handful of human monks, they wouldn't be discovered. They came with several powerful demon kings, but not all of them were enlightened by the demon kings and had independent thoughts. Moreover, according to their companions, monks are the most delicious food in the world.
Even though they know that those companions only licked the fleshless bones of the monk's body that the demon king ate, they will feel the must-have taste when they see the expressions on those companions' faces when they talk about the food.
Shen Lian stood quietly. He had no intention of killing these demon spirits and monks. He just came here and did what came naturally.
Fang Yanying was meditating in the Temple of Killing Life. Outside were layers of Taoist prohibitions, all of which were large formations set up by invisible sword energy. They were layer upon layer and appeared overnight, making it difficult for the demon spirits and monks outside to break in. .
She was very tired. She had been fighting continuously for days. Not only was she making progress, but the demon spirit and the monk had also secretly developed a tacit understanding. She would really not be able to hold on any longer.
But she never despaired, and she had no intention of moving to Qingxuan for reinforcements. If her master could establish a Taoist view on killing in Xihuang, she would be able to defend this Taoist temple.
The terrifying pressure in the sky outside alarmed her. She walked out of the quiet room and saw dark clouds as thick as ink. She wondered whether there was a demon king among the demons who was comparable to Changsheng Zhenren, or perhaps one of the Five Immortals of Guangqing. Someone is here. Are they going to completely break up with Qingxuan