Ye Yi closed his eyes and felt the whereabouts of the sun and moon gold wheels.
Opening his eyes again, Ye Yi looked in the direction of Shu Shan, stepped out, and disappeared instantly.
After crossing thousands of miles away, Ye Yi rushed to Mount Shu.
Setting foot here for the first time, he found the chaos of the spiritual energy here, and there was a force that swallowed the spiritual energy in the mountains recklessly, like a giant whale in the deep sea.
"Friend Daoist Ye, after four hundred years, you finally came back." Bai Mei sensed the existence of Ye Yi for the first time, and came to the foot of the mountain from where he was in retreat.
"What's the matter?" Ye Yi asked.
Kunlun has been destroyed, and the lonely moon has fallen for two hundred years, and Mount Shu seems to have gone through a great battle.
"Youquan is indeed a magical wizard." Ye Yi sighed.
With a single blow, it almost disappeared, and in only two hundred years, it recovered again, and it was even more powerful than before.
Now that Youquan is in the blood pool, Ye Yi estimates that when it successfully exits, he should step into the realm of gods, just like the old Fahai back then.
"What's that?" Ye Yi saw a purple light and a blue light running across the sky, and tried to greet each other many times, looking for the correct trajectory, "Tian Lei Sword?"
"Exactly." Bai Mei nodded and made a please gesture, "Ye Daoyou, let's go up and take a look."
Ye Yi nodded.
Then two rays of light rushed towards the palace in the nine heavens.
The aura is permeated, the cranes spread their wings, and the vast power drawn by the two swords of the sky and thunder is shrouded in layers of white clouds, even if they are far apart, it makes people feel terrified.
"That's it?" Although the master of Tianlei Swords was very fast, he still couldn't escape Ye Yi's eyes. He saw a person who was almost the same as Gu Yue.
"Li Yingqi, the owner of Zijian, I reshaped the person from the ashes left by the lonely moon." Baimei explained.
In the sky, Zijian and Qingjian finally tried to strike together after several trials. Then at the most critical juncture, Chang Kong Wuji, the owner of the Qingjian, was distracted, and the sword light deviated from its original path. The force of slammed into the air, instantly stirring up endless waves of air.
Chang Kong Wuji was the first to bear the brunt, and instantly turned into fly ash under the violent power. Li Yingqi was also shocked by the huge force, covered in sky fire, and wanted to burn her body and the soul.
Baimei raised his hand to buckle down, and an enchantment enveloped the palace, resisting the shock wave coming from the purgatory.
Ye Yifei rushed straight into the sky and headed towards Li Yingqi. The Nine Dao Xuan Mind Ring was shrouded behind him, and the yin and yang qi freed up and wrapped around Li Yingqi, who was burned by the flames like a wandering dragon.
The sky fire that dissipated Li Yingqi's body, under the entanglement of yin and yang, Ye Yi directly dragged her back to the ground steadily.
Li Yingqi fell on the ground and was in a coma.
Ye Yi looked at the person in front of him who was exactly the same as Gu Yue, and was full of emotion.
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The bones were exposed in the wild, and there were no cock crowing in thousands of miles. This was the most dynamic and darkest time in the land of China. The Sima's tortoise shrank in the south in order to survive and survive, while the northern land was under the butcher's knife of foreign races, and blood was flowing into rivers.
In a fire-burning village, Ye Yi walked out with a gray-headed little girl. By his side, there were fallen armored men. In the last second, they were the executioners who slaughtered others, and the next second they became the executioners. Killed the fish under the knife of others.
The person who lifts the butcher knife must die under the butcher knife.
"From today, you will be called Guyue. From then on, this mundane world has nothing to do with you."
"Yes, Master." Although the little girl was covered in dust, her eyes were exceptionally clear.
Amidst the raging fire, and the blood that drifts away from the tip of her nose, a road has been paved under her feet.
This is the thing that countless mortals who are free from the blade's edge in this era are extremely eager.
The chaos of the world, so that those who are unable to resist can only hope in the vague gods and Buddhas, praying for the gods in the dark, but the gods are high above, how can they see the earth like sand in the universe, see A creature on the earth like a grain of sand.
The gods are pursuing a higher eternity.
"Humanity is insignificant, immortal roads are vast, ghosts are happy! When the gate of life, immortal roads are worthy of life, ghosts are worthy of end; immortal roads are always lucky, ghosts are often guilty... Every weather is ****, I am prosperous day by day."
Ye Yikou recites the Sutra of Saving People, and Gu Yue is shrouded in faint light, walking in the place of wandering souls.
"Master, where is this place?"
"This is Kunlun."
"Master, why are we coming to Kunlun?"
"Because this is where she has been."
"Master, who is she?"
"She is Kunlun’s most noble goddess. I have been looking for her for a long time, and I don’t know how long I will be looking for, but I will keep looking until I find her. By the way, let me tell you something interesting, goddess. They are all picked from the tree."
"Master, what kind of tree is that?"
"That is the tree of life created by the gods. Its roots spread throughout Kunlun. The canopy can cover the entire sky. A leaf is bigger than a city. The heavenly people of Kunlun live on its branches. Above, and the gods are looking at everything aloft, doing the dream of immortality and immortality."
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"Take Yingqi down to heal his wounds." Baimei removed the barrier and ordered his disciples.
"Let's go and take a look at the blood pond." Ye Yi said, seeing Li Yingqi who looks exactly the same as Gu Yue, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Guyue was the apprentice he taught by his own hand. He didn't want Guyue to delay his cultivation because of wishful thinking, so he chose to go to Shenyou Taixu, but he didn't expect that parting would become a farewell.
Ye Yi and Baimei came to the stone wall, Dan Chenzi, who was meditating with her eyes closed, immediately got up to welcome Master.
"Dan Chenzi, this is a fellow Taoist from Kunlun Mountain, the master of Kunlun Mountain 400 years ago." Baimei introduced.
"I have seen seniors." Dan Chenzi immediately arched his hands.
Ye Yi nodded.
"Dan Chenzi, is there a vision in the blood pool?" Baimei asked.
"Master Qiqi, there is no difference." Dan Chenzi replied.
"Friend Daoist Ye, what do you think of this blood pool?" Baimei asked.
"I'll go in and take a look." Ye Yi said.
Profound heart and mystery, all methods are unified.
Ye Yi knotted his handprints, and a yellow talisman enveloped the stone wall. Then Ye Yi slowly separated his hands up and down, and a crack appeared on the steep stone wall.
Seeing the entrance opened, Ye Yi turned into a light and sank into the blood pool.
Dan Chenzi and Bai Mei waited outside the blood pond to be ready to respond at any time.
In the blood pool, the red light was shining through the sky, and the blood was surging, as if to swallow all vitality cleanly in an instant.
While Ye Yi was walking, he felt that the northern land four hundred years ago was more of a purgatory on earth. An ordinary and limited body, there was so much darkness and evil hidden in his heart. The degree is better than the old monster Youquan.
They raised their butcher knives and bleed wherever they went, whether they were young or old, women and children.
There is no sense of guilt in their hearts, just because they believe in the name of the nation and firmly believe that the non-self race will have different hearts, and they can do evil unscrupulously.
At the end of the ridiculous, their own nation has also been wiped out in the tide of history, leaving only a few words, nailed to the pillar of shame in history.
Ye Yi couldn't help but think of a person, Zhao Li's predecessor, an unknown monk. He lived in that era. Perhaps the nameless was because he saw all the darkness in the world and the evil thoughts of the human heart, and he was willing to be entangled with the female ghosts in the piano. .
Who is a human? Who is the ghost? In other words, people are more like ghosts, and ghosts are better than people.
Eventually Wuming stepped into the depths of the underworld, and there was no savior of the world, and there was a soul ferryman who saved ghosts in the underworld.
Ye Yi traveled through the blood pool at a very fast speed, holding the primordial light, sweeping away with strength, blasting the attack from the blood pool.
After passing through a narrow blood-colored passage, Ye Yi stopped his steps in time. What he saw in front of him changed suddenly. The overwhelming blood turned into a mist of celestial celestial being, and a vast expanse of white.
Listen carefully, and the melodious sound of silk and bamboo came out from a distance, looking far away, as if a piece of fairy palace lay in front of you, ethereal and fluttering, making people feel confused.
An ethereal white figure flew from the fairy palace in the distance and fell to the front. There were two faint tears hanging on the cold face, and glittering tears in his agile eyes, looking straight at Ye Yi.
"Ye Yi, you finally found me." Amber spoke, with a lovely appearance, which made people want to take her into his arms immediately, and pamper her.
"Amber." Ye Yi stared blankly at the beautiful woman in front of him, and his excitement was beyond words.
Amber walked towards Ye Yi and gently plunged into Ye Yi's embrace, tenderness in her eyes was like water, as if she wanted to pour out many years of lovesickness at once.
"My goddess, long time no see." Ye Yi held the beautiful woman in his arms tightly, for fear that she would be like a plume of blue smoke in the next second, blowing away with the wind.
"Ye Yi, let's never separate again, okay?" Amber said softly, her tone of reluctance.
"Well, in Kunlun, in the world, we will never separate again." Ye Yi agreed.
"Well, in Kunlun, in the world, we will never separate again." Amber repeated in a murmur.
After staying warm for a while, Amber took Ye Yi's hand and led him to fly to the ethereal fairy palace in the distance.
Coming to the fairy palace, the invisible end of the ladder is suspended in the void. After passing the ladder, to the heaven gate, the tall crystal giant is building a sacred statue, during which the laurel and green trees compete with each other, and the air is fragrant. Bursts, refreshing.
On the roof, a celestial drum stands, guarded by the sacred and solemn goddess.
This situation is surprisingly the first time Ye Yi saw Amber in Kunlun.
"Look, the sun has risen, the earth will usher in vigorous vitality under the shining of the sun, and civilization will be prosperous and prosperous under the guidance of Kunlun." Amber pointed to the distant sky and said, her eyes filled with moving eyes. Hope and hope for a better future.
"Really?" Ye Yi asked with some playfulness instead.