The main hall is full of ancient charm, and you will see the main hall when you walk through the promenade.
Outside the gate and the main hall, there is a large quiet garden, where there are plants of immortal grasses, which seem to have never been picked and taken care of.
The wall is made of black jade bricks, and the ground is covered with white velvet grass, walking on it is like walking among thick carpets.
Above the main hall, the original position has been changed, and it has become a throne. From the perspective of the foundation, it should be enshrined with a pair of calligraphy and painting.
He raised his hand and waved, and the throne instantly turned to ashes, and the carved dragon on the back wall melted, revealing the merits of the ancestors engraved on it.
Some of them resist the demon clan, some expand their territory, and some guard the chaotic realm of heaven and demons. Each of them has merit and sacrifice, and almost no one is truly dead.
Each brick and tile has fine carvings on it, carrying various stories of the ancient years. Ji Yunlai just swept his spiritual thoughts at random and read the allegories of the temple on the bricks. Here is the ancient Kun Lai's Taoist Palace is inscribed with various events that have been experienced for hundreds of thousands of years since the establishment of the school, telling the blood and tears shed on this land and the victories won.
Above the stone bricks, it is not the first time that Kun-Lai has been wiped out.
Since the great changes in the world, this side of the world has split from the prehistoric wilderness. The Taoist ancestors of Kun-Lai slaughtered things outside the realm, and sacrificed to this with several great powers.
Later, in the robbery of the Dao Smiting the Heavens and Demons, there are also new people coming out and old ones being destroyed, but Kun-Lai can always be born from ashes, and it is even more brilliant.
The wind produces strong grass, see Kun-Lai from now on.
As long as a seed falls, Kun-Lai's will can always be inherited and reborn.
They do not fight for the Dao, do not fight for the destiny, return to nature, protect and rule, and become a towering tree.
But as time goes by, there will always be one or two broken seeds that will be kicked out by Kun-Lai.
At that time, in the chaotic world of heaven and demons, the Taoist Lord perished, the Taoist Dao almost collapsed, most of the Taoist Lord fell, and Kun-Lai was torn apart, becoming thirteen Taoists, and they were not able to reunite until the immortals reappeared.
The second time, the four Taoists split up because of their different views on Taoism. During the war, they fell almost at the same time and became hostile to each other. Almost all of the Kun-Lai Ben fell, and the scattered Taoists established their own factions. Yun Taiqing took over the three paths of heaven.
But Kun-Lai will continue to pass on.
The third time, Kun-Lai expelled a disciple who was out of the way of the scriptures. When this disciple proposed the way of luck, Kun-Lai Benshan was very supportive, but in the end, he found that there is a fatal weakness in the fate of humanity. With the source of his luck, he can be knocked back to the prototype in an instant.
If the combination of luck and luck is difficult to kill, then the family and country can be wiped out, and the immortals of luck and luck will immediately counterattack, and the cultivation base will be greatly reduced if lightly, or will die on the spot in severe cases.
In this way, it is equivalent to involving mortals in the battle of the cultivation world, so Kun-Lai listed it as a forbidden technique and is not allowed to study.
However, the disciple refused to accept it, and claimed to be "Dharma Venerable".
The son of Tianjiao has turned into running water after years of hard work, and since then he has regarded Kun-Lai as an enemy, and has subverted his situation.
Then, he met a son of destiny.
He will teach each other all his life, and he will teach with all his heart. In the end, he protects his disciples and saves each other with his life.
The Son of Heaven established a state religion, and later became the master of the Great Mystery. He became a human immortal on the basis of national fortunes. He entered Kun-Lai and asked Kun-Lai to recognize the law of luck.
Seeing that luck can become an immortal, Kun-Lai was divided into two factions for a while, one party supported the Great Xuan Kingdom, and the other party opposed - after the chaos of the heaven and the devil, only the fairy spirits can inherit the human immortals, but the fairy spirits are four, and there are never more. Countless sons of arrogance have fallen to Hedao, and now that there are other ways out, how can they control it.
The supporters not only support the Lord of the Great Mystery, but also take the initiative to help, improve the flaws in the fortunes, and compile various methods and practices of the Great Mystery's cultivation method. The fate of the human race under the rule of gathering can be distributed to the monks themselves, and the Daxuan Dynasty will be stable from then on.
They did nothing wrong, but regarded Daxuan as a Kun-Lai vassal—one of the many vassal kingdoms under Kun-Lai's rule.
But how could the Son of Heaven be willing to live under others
That girl was messing around, but it was just an excuse.
In the name of the Kun-Lai woman slaughtering the harem, the Lord of Great Xuan was angry and turned against him. Only then did he realize that there were already three immortals of Qi Luck under his control. Falling into a well, serious injuries will die.
Before his death, he passed the immortal spirit to Luo Qingxiao, the Daozi, and even moved the Kunlai Immortal Palace from its original place to live in the sky.
The Kun-Lai Immortal Palace was brought from the countless floods of great power when the Great Desolation was broken, and it had the ability to cross the void.
It is a pity that the Lord of the Great Profound was already a high-level Kunlai at that time. He knew a lot about Asgard, and even had a traitor to help. He was finally found, and the Heavenly Palace fell into the enemy's hands, and they had to leave to avoid.
If future generations come again, pass on the Taoism for thousands of years, protect the heaven and earth, and cherish it.
The record has come to an abrupt end.
The last sentence records the verse: The wind knows the grass and sees Kun-Lai from now on.
Ji Yunlai looked at the last words, and suddenly remembered that crazy old man.
No matter how powerful he is, the seeds of seeking the Way come from Kun-Lai. After a moment of silence, he stepped forward and used his finger as a pen to engrave a name.
Master.
He didn't know the name of the crazy old man, but he remembered his obsession with his inheritance, and then he added another handwriting.
Merit, inheritance Kun-Lai.
The mad master is just a crazy madman who only has the cultivation base of Jindan. Later, he tried to find a way to get spirits to rush up. In the name of these dozens of people, he was not so conspicuous, but he did it. There you go, that's enough.
He lifted his robes, leaned over and kowtowed, paying homage to these ancestors who had long been in the dark.
They deserve it.
As for those behind the wall, they are not eligible.
After he looked up at the high wall, he reached out and pressed it beside him.
Soon, the wall beside it was turned upside down, revealing a coffin.
There was a phalanx in it.
He sneered and moved his finger, and the entire void suddenly turned into countless runes, flickering and flickering, as if being among countless stars.
But the powerful talisman seems to have attracted the stars, and the power of destruction and melting in it, I am afraid that the demon saint will come and will be seriously injured here.
Ji Yunlai's expression didn't change, he just reached out for the phalanx.
Countless runes, such as sharks smelling blood, gathered on his fingertips and arms, and the temperature instantly rose to an extremely terrifying level, forming an impenetrable sky.
But Ji Yunlai didn't even give another expression, just resisting the formation, he was about to get the phalanx.
The man in the dark finally couldn't bear it any longer, and a piece of Kun-Lai Jade Jue was thrown in front of him from the void, signaling that if he moved further, someone would suffer.
That is Kun-Lai's net, as long as it is a Kun-Lai disciple, it will never leave the body for a moment (except for An Peak Master).
Ji Yunlai's expression finally changed, and just when the opponent was manipulating the formation, he had already found the opponent's location - turning his fingertips a little, he took a serious look at the rune formation, and then drew a few simple lines in the east. array character.
Almost at the same time, another wall opened, revealing dozens of disciples and a somewhat transparent ghost.
The ghost was dressed in a dragon robe, tall and sturdy, with incomparably handsome faces, and was looking at him in amazement.
Those disciples cheered, and immediately began to bluff.
"Hoo ho, slap in the face so fast!"
"Yes, who said that as long as you are in charge here, you will never find it?"
"What about the Heavenly Palace? How about changing the name to the Dream Palace?"
"Yes, yes, and I lost my net, how unrecognized it is, I won't change it if you give me a heavenly palace, okay?"
"You can't ask too much of an old ghost!"
"That's right, the sect master said to respect the old and love the young! Great ghost, are you really the great ancestor of the great Xuan, don't you come to guard the mausoleum?"
"Da Xuan died a long time ago, let alone the ancestors, there is nothing that the gods can do!"
"Master..."
Ji Yunlai let these disciples make a fuss for a while, and then glanced at these excited guys lightly.
The opposite is instantly quiet like a chicken.
Only then did Ji Yunlai slowly look at the dragon-robed old ghost, his eyes were cold, like a sharp blade.
Bai Narcissus, An Xian and Cloud Turtle were not here.
The ghost in the dragon robe was thoughtful, but only took a step back, turning into countless stars and scattering into the palace wall.
Ji Yunlai reached out and knocked on the wall.
As if a giant bell rang loudly, countless stars were shaken out again, turned into a soul, staggered a bit, and then gathered.
He then looked up at the new Kun-Lai Lord, his eyes a little suspicious.
Ji Yunlai glanced at him indifferently: "Tell me."
"You're really good, but I'm just a piece of my soul, and it's useless if you capture it." The other party looked at him lightly, with a majestic expression.
"Yes, you are useless." Ji Yunlai calmed down, reaching out and pinching in the void.
In an instant, I was shocked to see the ghost, and it had completely transformed into countless stars, and countless gathered again.
Only then did Ji Yunlai look at the disciples: "Where's the narcissus?"
"We were separated as soon as we came." The Kun-Lai disciples complained one after another.
"Yeah, I finally got together and got caught. It's a shame." Huang Wei said aggrievedly, "He also threatened us, saying that you couldn't save us."
"Where is this, it seems very powerful?"
Ji Yun glanced around and said, "The ghost controls part of the fairy palace, you can either leave or stay in the front yard."
"Kneel and beg to follow the Sect Master!"
"Yes, we must not be noisy or noisy!"
"Guaranteed to be obedient."
"Yeah, I'm worried about the uncles! My heart is like a knife! I'm going to fall..."
"A group of us is very scared."
…
"Okay, if you are willing to go back and disconnect from the Internet for a year, just follow." Ji Yunlai said ruthlessly.
After only taking a step, the disciples crept up to follow, with various expressions of sadness, but they were eager to try...
Ji Yunlai regretted it a little, and the punishment should be raised to ten years.
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Behind the Immortal Palace, a condensed soul trembled suddenly, with a slightly angry expression on his face.
Seeing this, Luo Qingxiao smiled very gently: "As I said, he is a rare killer of human beings."
The man in the dragon robe was slightly surprised and glanced at him: "You still remember my nature clearly."
When he heard the strong man, he couldn't help but challenge it.
"However," he added, "the good show has just begun. It's a good thing to have such an opponent when it's rare to come back."
Luo Qingxiao's expression was flat when he heard the words, and he just asked: "Now that the Great Xuan is gone, what are you going to do?"
The other party smiled lazily: "My return from the void is still short, and my spirit is unstable. After a few days, I will recreate the great mystery. For me, but at the click of a finger, you will not understand how different I am going."
"What if it's different, don't you die in the void?" The great priest said calmly.
"Xia Zong can't speak ice, there are a lot of people in that land, and luck is strong. Unfortunately, I was... sigh, don't mention it, look at my actions this time, and then consider leaving?" The man in the dragon robe said gently and authentically.
"Okay." Luo Qingxiao chuckled and lowered his eyes, hiding the chill in his pupils.