Changming's consciousness drifted in the chaos and desolation.
He couldn't control his body to move forward with the sea of consciousness, and could only forcefully pull the sea of consciousness away from his body, so as to avoid the terrifying coercion swept by the demonic energy at that moment.
Rewinding the time all over the body, countless fragments flowed and slipped, and when I reached out and grabbed it, I couldn't leave the slightest trace.
The light spots spread out in the palm of the hand, and there was nothing left.
Chang Ming found that his hand had also become a part of the light spot, gradually melting and dissolving, from the fingers, to the palm, to the wrist...
A voice in the depths of the sea of consciousness warned him that if he continued like this, even his soul would be swallowed up.
No bones left, ashes vanished.
There is a force in the dark that has been pulling him down, silently clamoring for him to leave here, as long as his body and mind are freed, he can reach the legendary soaring realm.
Chang Ming tried his best to maintain Qingming, but found that this was a very difficult thing to do. Once he lost the opportunity, this powerful force would take advantage of it and would never be able to expel it.
The higher the cultivation base, the more intense the struggle, and the tighter the force that binds him.
Chang Ming heard that his breathing gradually increased, and his consciousness gradually sank to the deepest darkness.
In your life, over and over again, you have learned many people, and you are running around. What did you get
Suddenly, a voice seemed to ask.
what got...
Changming couldn't answer for a while.
He is proficient in Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Demons, and many people have spent their entire lives unable to comprehend the magic, but he dismisses it and eventually becomes a great master who looks down on the world.
But even he couldn't get past the hurdle of ascending.
Since the so-called ancient gods can soar, so can he.
As for the nostalgic world-
In his life, he had few friends and many enemies, but in the final analysis, a person who cultivated true self-cultivation was alone, and he could even throw his life away.
what about me
Suddenly someone asked him.
what about me? Go to heaven and earth with you, without fear of life and death, have you ever thought of me and felt nostalgic
Changming frowned, his mind moved slightly.
The voice turned into an invisible force, pulling him from above, preventing his consciousness from falling.
Two completely opposite directions, two forces are pulling the saw.
It was also this slight stagnation that Chang Ming took the opportunity to lift the only remaining Qingming!
Even the mere demons dare to be presumptuous.
The light suddenly exploded in front of my eyes!
"There is no limit to all directions, all living beings are told, the three souls brush the sword, and the path is round and square, broken!"
With this broken word, the chaos was completely shattered, the heaven and earth returned, and the demonic energy screamed and escaped, but was chopped into powder by the Sifei sword!
Wherever the sword light went, all living beings bowed their heads and bowed their heads, and all demons knelt down on their knees.
The seal that was tightly suppressed was completely cracked, and there was no foreign object in the world that could bind Jiufang Changming.
Not Taoism, non-Buddha, non-Confucianism, non-magic, what he is is himself.
In heaven and earth, there is only one person.
There was a wailing and moaning that was about to disappear in my ears. It was the last desperate struggle of the demonic energy that was unwilling to fail, but when Changming opened his eyes, all the demonic energy avoided its edge and retreated like a tide. Only one person was still dead. hug him.
"… Cloud Sea?"
Chang Ming opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't help coughing and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
The robe was instantly dyed red.
But when the blood was spit out, it was much more comfortable.
"it's me."
Yun Hai didn't let go of him, Chang Ming felt that the opponent's body was a little stiff.
"Fang you saved me?"
"It was you who saved yourself." Yun Hai's face was a little ugly, and there was a bit of gray in the pale.
He followed the trail just now, and was inspired by the demonic energy, and almost got caught.
It wasn't that he saved Changming.
On the contrary, it was Changming who saved him.
Chang Ming pushed his fingers apart, revealing the palm of his hand. The red line was curved in the palm of his hand, branching off on both sides, like two slender paths.
When I looked at it before, there was only one red line, and it had not yet branched.
Chang Ming frowned and covered the palm of the opponent's palm, pouring spiritual power into it.
Yun Hai wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held down so strongly that he could not withdraw his hand.
He twitched the corners of his mouth: "Master, you can see clearly, I am Yun Hai, not your Yun Weisi."
Changming closed his eyes.
He has no time to deal with the sea of clouds, and spiritual power instillation also requires skills. It is not just rambunctious, but smoothing and smoothing along the meridians.
Yun Hai can feel that the bloodthirsty mania in his heart gradually fades and calms down, and when Chang Ming removes his hand, he finds that the red line in his palm actually seems to have faded a little. It was even more faint and almost disappeared.
"I know you are Yunhai."
Chang Ming said lazily, and he fought with demonic energy. Although his cultivation has broken through a bit, he just spent a lot of spiritual energy to go out. At this moment, his body is too soft to move, and even his bones are soft. He simply closed his eyes and rested, but his tone But it was a relaxed teasing, with soft brows and slightly raised corners of his mouth.
"Are you reminding your teacher over and over not to forget you? Or are you arguing with Yun Weisi for jealousy?"
Yun Hai snorted: "Since the master likes me so much, then I will let Yun Weisi never come out."
Chang Ming replied very happily: "As you like, but since you keep calling me Master, Yun Weisi once again betrayed the teacher's door, and for the sake of your difference from him, I will turn back and allow you to do a ceremony of apprenticeship, as a teacher. Just break the precept and accept one more closed disciple, after Song Yanyan, I am not going to accept any more disciples."
The corner of Yunhai's mouth twitched.
After Chang Ming finished speaking, he seemed to think it was a good idea, and patted his side.
"Five apprentices, come and kowtow."
Cloud Sea:…
"By the way," Chang Ming said still, "let's change your name too. Just like your four brothers, it's called Yun, um, Yun Dahai, how about it?"
Yun Hai suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for Zhou Ke and the others to keep wanting to kill the master day and night.
He was annoyed and speechless for a while, he couldn't help but anger others, the spiritual energy in his hand popped out and slammed directly into Ku He's forehead in the corner.
The latter cried out in a low voice, and suddenly woke up from the abyss full of pain.
Ku He has been sinking into the illusion just now, just like the previous Changming, but after the Four Fei Sword smashed the demonic energy, Ku He also escaped the danger, but the sea of consciousness was still bound, and the inertia could not break free, wake up After a long time, he gradually regained consciousness.
This is the first floor of Langhuan Pagoda. The statue is still there, but the cornucopia in his hand is gone.
He saw Chang Ming sitting not far away, and he also saw the stranger beside Chang Ming.
"Who is this fellow Daoist?"
"I am the elder brother of your academy's chief grandson Buku." Yun Hai said coldly.
Dry Lotus: ? ?
He was puzzled, let alone where the other party's inexplicable anger came from.
"Senior, that cornucopia?"
"Destroyed." Chang Ming turned to look at the light emitting from the panes of the pagoda.
The sky is bright.
He asked Ku He: "Did the Queen Mother say that the monks from You Kingdom will enter the palace today?"
Judging from the time of light, the people from Zhaoyue Kingdom and You Kingdom should already be in the palace.
But they haven't found the emperor's soul.
The trip to Langhuan Pagoda can be said to have been unsuccessful.
…
Chang Ming guessed right, at this moment in the palace, it is a gathering of heroes.
Time went back to two hours ago.
Youguo and the messenger of Zhaoyue entered the palace successively to say hello to the Son of Heaven and the Empress Dowager.
The former country is stronger, comparable to Luo Guo, and although the messenger is respectful, it is not necessary to be too flattering.
The Zhaoyue Dynasty was different. They lived in the gap between the two countries and had to lower their posture, otherwise it would be impossible to survive to this day.
Therefore, Youguo only came to a servant of the Ministry of Rites, but Zhaoyue came to the Minister of Rites, and a princess who was about to enter the harem of Luoguo.
Accompanying him were the ministers and clansmen of the Luo Kingdom's court.
The emperor was on the throne, his face was flat, and when they finished salute and shouted Pingshen, they stopped talking.
The Empress Dowager naturally took over the conversation: "The emperor has suffered from a cold in the past two days, and his body is still a little unwell, but I heard that there are people from the two countries, and I don't want to postpone the meeting to show importance, so I will say a few more words on behalf of the emperor today. , everyone, don't take offense."
No matter where everyone dared to take offense, the envoys of the two countries naturally said some words of gratitude.
But the queen mother found that not only was the emperor lacking energy, but the other party, Princess Zhaoyue, seemed to be a little depressed.
"The princess is here for the first time, but she is not accustomed to the soil and water?"
Princess Zhaoyue Yingying bowed down.
"Empress Dowager Lao is concerned, I just haven't slept well for the past two days, and I'll be fine in two days."
There has never been the custom of women wearing veils in the civil court, but when Princess Zhaoyue entered the palace this time, she not only wore a half-veil, but also covered her eyes, and kept her head down.
The queen mother was a little unhappy, she just felt that the princess was too petty.
However, it is impossible for the emperor to marry her as the main palace.
"If the princess feels unwell, I can ask the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat you."
Princess Zhaoyue said: "The Queen Mother forgives her sins, it's not that the minister deliberately neglected her, but she was stung by bees and insects in the past two days, and one eye was tearing constantly. I was afraid that it would be unsightly, so I put on a gauze so as not to be abrupt. Your Majesty and the Queen Mother."
After she said that, she took off the veil, and everyone saw that her right eye was slightly swollen and red. She could only close one eye. If it wasn't for the flaws in her eyes, she was pretty and charming, and she was beautiful.
The queen mother showed pity: "So that's the case, if you didn't say it earlier, I sent the imperial doctor to the post house to diagnose and treat you. Come and give me a seat."
Princess Zhaoyue judo: "Thank you for the empress dowager, I will recover as soon as possible."
Empress Dowager: "Good boy, don't worry, you will take good care of you in the post house. When the disease is cured, the emperor will let the Ministry of Rites pick a good day and auspicious day, and the scenery will welcome you into the palace."
She was worried that the emperor did not know how to delay the matter. Princess Zhaoyue sent a pillow because of her drowsiness, and the queen mother secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone chatted, and the Queen Mother announced that she would hold a banquet in the garden as usual.
Although the emperor did not speak much and occasionally coughed, he acted as usual, except that the person who presided over the banquet was replaced by the queen mother.
After three rounds of wine, I saw King Hui coming up and handing over: "The Queen Mother, last year, the You Dynasty visited, and several masters played against each other.
On Luo Guo's side, the two grandmasters were naturally Xie Chunxi and Yue Chengbo who stayed at the palace.
The two sat next to the queen mother, and their status was superior.
As for Youchao, it was a man and a woman who came.
The queen mother didn't know her, so she asked with her eyes, and Xie Chunxi explained it to her.
"The man's name is Lu Zhiyuan, the elder of Qingbei Mountain, and the woman's name is Feng Suhuai, the hidden master of Zhuhai Lingyin. They are both brothers and sisters at the same time. stronger."
The queen mother asked in a low voice, "Then how are they compared to the two?"
Xie Chunxi hesitated a little: "Lu Zhiyuan should be different from us, Feng Suhuai may be slightly better."
The queen mother snorted and her heart sank.
But it's impossible to compare. Since there was this rule last year, this year we can't say that we don't have any strength that is stronger than yours for the time being. If we don't wait for me to find a few masters to compare with you, that will only make you quiet. The country looked down on it, knowing that the other party's temptation was obvious, and the Queen Mother could not help but agree.
"Ai's family is also looking forward to a few real people to learn from each other, just what the real people want?"
Lu Zhiyuan stood up first, cupped his hands and said, "I heard that Xie Chunxi's headmaster Xie has a high level of cultivation and a unique way of Taoism. I wonder if Lu has the honor to ask for advice?"
Xie Chunxi originally wanted to take the initiative to challenge Feng Suhuai, but was preempted by the other party. If he made this request again, it would appear that Yue Chengbo's skills were inferior to others, and his side would be passive.
He had no choice but to say, "Please."
When everyone heard the words, they all put down the wine glass in their hands and looked forward to it.
A wonderful Grandmaster-level fight is imminent.
Opportunities like this don't come all the time.
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Yunhai: I now think they are justifiable for their rebellion.