When the sun rises in the East China Sea, the sea level is full of rays of light, and the blue water is bathed in red light. The sea surface is like a red carpet of pilgrimage, laid out on the sparkling waves, reaching the red sun.
There were no more anglers in the corridor, and the anglers returned to the hut. In the yard in front of the hut, the brown-skinned old man is lying on a bamboo deck chair with a leisurely demeanor, while the fishermen are grilling fish.
"I've been living in seclusion for so long, and I've seen your grilling method, but you haven't improved at all. One side of this fish is almost roasted by you, and the other side is still raw." How did such a stupid person cultivate to such a level?"
The fisherman cast a sideways glance at the brown-skinned old man, and said with a sneer, "Why don't you come?"
The brown-skinned old man snorted, unmoved at all: "I'm a guest, there's no reason for a guest to cook by hand."
The fisherman smiled and said, "You still know that you are a guest. If it wasn't for you, the so-called guest, I would have grilled fish? I have been fasting for many years."
The brown-skinned old man was stunned, sat up directly from the chair, looked at the fisherman with wide eyes, and looked like you don't lie to me: "Is what you said true? You are already bigu? Then don't you want to. .. ... "
The angler said flatly: "You are right, I am going to die."
The brown-skinned old man was speechless. He quickly returned to the recliner and lay down, and said lazily: "It's getting late. After your fish is grilled, I guess I don't have time to eat it. I Why come, you should know, I have been with you all night, have you thought about it, how do you answer me?"
The angler didn't raise his head: "You didn't even ask, how should I answer?"
The brown-skinned old man sat up again and looked at the fisherman: "Then let me ask you now, do you still remember that a hundred years ago, the man in green shirt and sword went out of Lingwu, entered Hexi, exited Yangguan, entered the Western Regions, and went to Jinshan alone? Daxue Temple, the person who escaped from the Six Realms Reincarnation Formation?"
The fisherman said lightly, "Forgot."
The corner of the brown-skinned old man's mouth twitched, "Shameless!"
The fisherman smiled and said, "How can you be shameless."
The brown-skinned old man said in a deep voice: "What should I say, you were once the head of the Qin Tianjian, and when Datang reached this point, you don't plan to go ashore?"
The fisherman said indifferently: "The rise and fall of the dynasty has its own fate, what can I do?"
The brown-skinned old man sneered: "When that man went west with his sword and entered the Daxueshan Temple, he didn't care about fate."
The fisherman said indifferently: "That year was the year when the Central Plains was in chaos, and the Shimen wanted to take advantage of the emptiness. How can I, a Taoist, let him do what he wants?"
The brown-skinned old man asked closely: "What about now? Isn't it also the chaos in the Central Plains, and Shimen wants to take advantage of it? It's not that they want to, but they have already come."
The fisherman looked at the sky: "I don't even want to go to the sky. What else in this world is worth my nostalgia?"
Hearing this, the brown-skinned old man relaxed instead, which meant that he gave up hope, and glanced at the fisherman: "You really don't want to make a move?"
The fisherman smiled: "Do you think I can carry Zhu Xian's formation?"
The brown-skinned old man was stunned. He only wanted to ask the other party to help, but he hadn't thought about this issue seriously. If his two apprentices saw him like this, the little chubby man would definitely say again, look, senior sister. Well, let me just say that Master is out of touch.
The brown-skinned old man gritted his teeth and said, "If you can't resist, who can resist?"
The fisherman said: "No one can resist."
The brown-skinned old man asked again: "What about the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation? You have already carried it once, so it shouldn't be difficult to carry it this time?"
The fisherman said: "The Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation is not what it used to be."
The brown-skinned old man stood up, his eyes turned cold: "Then you just refuse to do anything?"
The fisherman sighed, and suddenly asked, "Have you read "Tui Bei-Picture"?"
The brown-skinned old man didn't know why the other party mentioned this, "So what?"
The fisherman said: "This place in Shenzhou, what will be the fate after a thousand years? I have made it very clear in "Tui Bei-Picture". Do you think I will act against the sky?"
The brown-skinned old man sneered: "Thousands of years later, there will be no Tang Dynasty in the world. You can count the general trend of the world, but you can count the hearts of the people? Count the belief of the common people? If the gods destroy the fairy court, if foreign races occupy the Shenzhou, then it will be counted. China is prosperous again, but discarding the things left by the ancestors, it is still our Han and Tang? What does that have to do with our Han and Tang? What does the great harmony of the world have to do with us?"
The angler sighed: "Don't you also think that the last chapter of "Tui Bei-Picture" talks about the Great Harmony of the World?"
The brown-skinned old man was startled: "Isn't it?"
The fisherman smiled bitterly: "Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, disputes will not disappear. How can the world be unified? In ancient times, immortals and people lived together, and people's hearts were simple. , the world is going down, and people's hearts are in chaos, so there will be no great harmony in the world. The situation in the future will only get worse and worse. After a thousand years, don't talk about etiquette and music, I'm afraid that even the things of the ancestors will be buried in the ground , where will there be a world of great harmony?"
The brown-skinned old man changed his color and said, "Then what does the last chapter mean?"
The fisherman looked at the brown-skinned old man and said, "The Great Harmony of the world only exists in legends...you, do you understand?"
The brown-skinned old man was cold all over: "Legend...you mean..."
The fisherman stood up, and the fish had been grilled. He handed it to the brown-skinned old man, and sighed: "When everything becomes a legend, it means that everything no longer exists."
The brown-skinned old man took several steps back, "This...impossible!"
The angler smiled: "So, now do you think I will go ashore with you?"
The brown-skinned old man was at a loss as he looked at the messy fish in his hand.
Suddenly, the brown-skinned old man raised his head, gritted his teeth and said firmly, "You will!"
This time it was a fisherman who was stunned: "Why?"
The brown-skinned old man suddenly smiled: "You see through the secrets, the way, and the future, but did you ever expect that Li Ye would be born out of nowhere?"
The angler was speechless.
The brown-skinned old man teased: "He is the heir of Yuan Tiangang. Everyone in the world thinks so, isn't this fate?"
The angler was stunned.
After a long time, he sighed: "This son, his original fate has long been doomed, but now...he is not in the six realms, not in the three realms, not above the stars, he... ... It is impossible to exist at all. But this really has nothing to do with me!"
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Zhang Jiuling stared at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang in front of him without moving.
Su Emei is no longer Su Emei, now she stands standing with a sword in her hand, her clothes and hair fluttering, and there are three fire cloud-shaped flowers between her eyebrows, paired with flaming red lips, her momentum is fierce, but she is illusory, ethereal and unfathomable, just like a fairy .
Wei Xiaozhuang is not the usual Wei Xiaozhuang either, a huge phantom appeared behind him, outlining a hulking general in black armor, holding a xuanhua axe, his whole body was emitting black flaming air, his eyes were like jackals , full of evil spirits, with a temperament of gods blocking and killing gods, and Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas.
Zhang Jiuling laughed grimly: "Okay, okay! Immortal Guanghan, the Giant Spirit God, I heard Zhang Yunhe say that you are the reincarnation of these two people. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that it is true!"
Su Emei stepped forward: "Now that you know, do you think you can stop us?"
Zhang Jiuling sneered continuously: "As a fairy, you don't help Tiangong, but collude with Li Ye. If you act like this and disobey the Dao of Tianji, aren't you afraid that the Dao of Heaven will punish you and destroy your soul?"
Su Emei chuckled: "Summer insects talk about ice, frogs in wells talk about the sea, and ordinary people talk about Tao. How dare a short-sighted person like you speak falsely about the way of heaven and earth?"
Zhang Jiuling's facial features are distorted, and his words are full of hatred: "Even if you are the reincarnation of immortals, you are still just mortal bodies. Even if you have the power of immortals hidden in your body, how much awakened are you now? You don't even have the cultivation base of a real person. How can you compete with the old Taoist? Even if you are immortals, you are still immortals who betrayed the immortal court, and the immortal court has no time to clean up the house, so the old Taoist will take you in for the immortal court, and let you die!"
After saying that, Zhang Jiuling rushed towards Su Emei.
As a cultivator in the realm of real people, his speed was strange, and he arrived in front of Su Emei as soon as he moved, and slammed down with his palm. There was a crackling sound of thunderstorms in the space, and even the official road under Su Emei was flying with mud, as if To sink the whole thing into the ground.
Su E's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and she slashed out with a sword, and the blossoming osmanthus blossoms fell into rain and flew like snow, covering a radius of ten feet. Wherever the sweet-scented osmanthus went, Zhang Jiuling's palm strength was immediately weakened a lot.
At this time, the mountain shook suddenly, and Wei Xiaozhuang stepped forward. Behind him, the black shadow of the giant spirit god swung down the Xuanhua ax in his hand, and smashed it at Zhang Jiuling.
Zhang Jiuling's face changed. After Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang showed their immortal appearance, their strength increased greatly. He tried his best, but he couldn't defeat Su Emei quickly. At this time, Wei Xiaozhuang struck with an axe, and he It is not difficult to resist hard, you can only withdraw and retreat.
As soon as he retreated, the pressure on Su Emei's body suddenly disappeared, and the scene of hanging flowers flying suddenly spread out. She moved herself like a dragon, swiping her sword and slashing towards Zhang Jiuling.
Zhang Jiuling lost the opportunity. Under the siege of Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, he was struggling to cope. The two monks who had not stepped into the real world forced him into chaos.
Zhang Jiuling's face became more and more serious, until later his face turned livid.
Where the three of them fought fiercely, the grass and trees were flying, the earth and rocks were cracked, and there was no intact place.
With Zhang Jiuling's cultivation as a real person, he is naturally capable of suppressing Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang alone, but facing the siege of the two, his situation is getting more and more dangerous and frightening. The two monks under the realm of real people had unbelievably strong combat power, far exceeding Zhang Jiuling's expectations, and gradually he felt overwhelmed.
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With a puff, Su Emei's long sword brushed across Zhang Jiuling's shoulder, bringing a smear of blood flying.
Zhang Jiu hurriedly withdrew and stepped back, his face sinking like water. He stared at Su Emei and Wei Xiaozhuang, and suddenly realized that not only could he not do anything to each other, but if he continued to fight, there was also the risk of being beheaded by the two of them. Realizing this made him furious and aggrieved to the extreme.
No one will believe that a monk who is a real person can't beat two qi training levels.