In the world of Mid-Continent, beyond the Nine Heavens, the vitality and wind are the most violent and raging.
Here, the vitality of the world is turbulent and turbid, almost a replay of the chaotic scene before the world opened. Even the natal witch treasure forged by the powerful witch emperor will be gradually ground to pieces by the strong wind. Ordinary creatures, even if they have the ability to cross the void, would never dare to approach such a raging eye of Gangfeng Qi.
Deep in the dark air eye without a trace of light, a bit of fresh air hovered, a handful of light cyan Ruyi floated on the clear air, and in the middle of Ruyi's cloud head, a very thin wisp of clear light shot up hundreds of feet high, and the top of the clear light bloomed. , transformed into a mass of ganoderma-like Qingyun holding a small futon.
On the futon, a young man in red robe sat cross-legged, with a cold sneer on his lips, looking at the two distant peaks facing each other in the strong wind. He held his hands in front of his chest, and the pure air rolled around his body. At the edge of the pure air, there was immeasurable purple energy rising up, turning into a huge purple flame dome within thousands of miles around him.
Strange lights flashed on the purple flame dome made of purple gas. Every ray of light flashed, as if there were infinite changes in the universe and the heaven and earth. It was mysterious and mysterious, with an inexplicable ancient atmosphere.
The young man in the red robe was extraordinarily handsome. Compared with Zhu Rong, who was also famous for his handsomeness, he did not have Zhu Rong's unique sense of evil and charm, but he had a touch of majesty and dignity that was as high as heaven and earth.
Seeing Xu Tu coming forward to challenge the Human Witch King, the young man in red robe laughed, took out a purple gourd and shook it, pulled out the stopper of the gourd and took two sips of the fragrant and elegant wine.
After taking two sips, there was no more wine left in the gourd. The young man in red robe could not help but frown and cursed in a low voice: "Elder brother is too lazy. Over the years, he has only brewed so much wine and spent all day refining elixirs. , I don’t see him accepting a disciple, and all the elixirs he made will be ruined.”
"If you have the spare time to refine elixirs, why not brew thirty to fifty thousand gourds of good wine? This is the serious business." Shaking the empty gourd, the red-robed young man sighed, threw the gourd away, and hit it with a finger of wind. There was a faint sound of high-pitched and sharp swords in the finger wind, and the purple gourd exploded into pieces with a bang. The debris quickly disintegrated and turned into large pieces of innate and dense gas of creation that scattered in all directions.
He reached into his sleeve and took out another purple gourd. Just as he was about to pull out the cork and take a sip, the young man in red robe suddenly let out a long sigh and slowly stuffed the gourd back into his sleeve: "Not more, not more, save money." Be more economical. Hmm, I wonder if my Abao disciple went to the Southern Wilderness to rob a few nests of monkeys and bring me a few jars of monkey wine?"
Patting his knees gently with his palms, the young man in red robe laughed softly and said: "In order to teach the ancestors of Hericium to make wine, I had a few gray hairs. God is the Lord, but poor Taoists have spent so much effort, they should Pass down the secret method of brewing? Then you will have good wine!"
Thinking of his success, the young man in red robe took out the purple gourd, pulled out the stopper, and drank three big sips happily. Then his handsome face twitched, and he shook the gourd in great pain: "Hey, three more sips are missing. Senior Brother You’re really too lazy, why don’t you make a few more tanks of good wine?”
Cursing a few words in a low voice, the young man in red robe turned his palm, slowly pulled out a long sword from his sleeve, and gestured toward the depths of the distant wind.
After hesitating for a while, the young man in red robe whispered to himself: "To chop or not to chop? With one strike of the sword, the head will fall to the ground, and the world will be pure. It's just bullying the small with the big. If this spreads... there is such a thing as shame. , Pindao doesn’t matter, but the eldest brother and the second brother are very shameless!”
After hesitating for a long time, the young man in red robe sighed and reluctantly put the sword back into his sleeve. He sighed and drank three more sips of wine. Then he felt heartache and self-pity. There was another burst of complaints and curses against the senior brother.
The direction where the young man in red robe was pointing with his sword just now was less than three hundred miles away from the young man in red robe. It was also deep in the strong wind. Two young men wearing coarse cloth, with long hair, barefoot and tied with straw ropes around their waists. Stand side by side. There was a faint white light emitting from their bodies, and the raging wind within a hundred feet around them turned into the most docile puppies, flowing slowly and obediently around them.
The two of them had drooped faces, the corners of their eyes and mouths were drooped, and they looked at the two peaks facing each other in the distance with sad expressions. Suddenly one of them let out a faint sigh.
"All living beings suffer... Suffering... Kumu is an outstanding member of my sect. Unexpectedly, he was poisoned inexplicably, but he couldn't even figure out who his enemy was. Poor Kumu, but he didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated. "
"It's really painful... It's really painful... It's sad to see a disciple of my senior brother die. There is a disciple Kuquan on my side. He used to preach well and never caused trouble, but he was actually injured by the evil barrier of the turtle spirit."
"Turtle spirit? That disciple? That big turtle who has achieved enlightenment?"
"It's her! Senior brother also knows that that disciple is the most domineering, and Kuquan is also suffering a fate. Why did he provoke her?"
After being silent for a long time, the senior brother sighed: "Since the evil obstacle has arrived around Pusaka, let's stay away from it for the next few days. Senior brother, there is a good deed to be done here, and we still need the help of my junior brother."
"Oh? Senior brother, what are your good merits?"
The senior brother smiled sadly, his whole face wrinkled, and said dryly: "At the northern foot of Akasaka Mountain, there is a human tribe with a territory of tens of thousands of miles and hundreds of millions of people. Over the years, There are a few disciples of my senior brother preaching there, but there are only a few believers."
"There are only a few believers. That's because they have not felt the pain of life. Senior brother, we should use big means to attract them to our door."
The senior brother nodded solemnly and said with great compassion: "So, I would like to ask my junior brother to deploy some help from my disciples to lead a foreign army to their territory. Some of those who are extremely hostile to our teachings must be allowed to do so." The aliens saved them."
"Senior brother, this is how compassion should be. It is best for us ascetics to have clean hands and not be stained with blood."
The senior brother nodded slowly and waved his hand gently: "Only if they understand the extreme hardship of life, the horror between life and death, and the despair between reincarnation, can they..."
Not far away, the young man in red robe listened attentively to the questions and answers between the two people. At the end of the sentence, the young man in red robe frowned, casually pulled out the long sword, and waved it gently. The invisible and colorless sword intent came across the sky, and their bodies suddenly froze, and then disappeared without a trace.
Not a trace was left behind, it was as if these two people had never appeared in the world.
"Quack!" the young man in red robe cursed in a low voice: "I didn't even understand what the Great Way of Nirvana actually meant, so I accepted a group of disciples who preached nonsense. These two bastards are really not the same thing!"
A loud noise came from a distance, and Xu Tu and a human warrior had already exchanged hands in the distance.
(End of chapter)