Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Outside the house, Xiao Wu gently closed the door.

When she turned her head, her eyes were complicated.

"You are always like this, as if everything is under control!"

"Even if you travel by boat, I will watch from the side, how can I bear to see the raging sea in front of you!"

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and stepped away.

She has her way, and Qin Xuan has his way.

The gap between the two is too big, unless one day, she can stand beside Qin Xuan.

...

The world of cultivation, the event of the Buddhist festival, once again shocked the starry sky.

In the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, Bai Qingtu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

"Qin Xuan, Qin Changqing, Demon Lord, Qing Emperor!"

He has been in seclusion for several days, and no one is allowed to disturb him.

Until this moment, his eyes opened, as if there were endless waves.

Taixuan Holy Sect.

A young man knelt in front of the monument, with an umbrella in his hand, flat between his knees.

"Qin Changqing, the demon master!"

Quietly, his eyes opened a little and he stood up slowly.

Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

Hundreds of immortals stood, but one of the twelve elders was missing.

The leader was a woman, as if shrouded in the mist, and it was difficult to see her appearance.

Below, the chaotic voices had gone far away, leaving only silence, waiting for something.

"You are so arrogant, you don't know how high the sky is!"

The woman's cold and arrogant voice sounded in this hall, and then, those many immortal veins supremes had retreated.

The three major immortal veins seemed to be calm.

The entire cultivation world, however, was like a storm.

I don't know how many immortal list prodigies heard the name of Changqing again.

In a vast book pavilion, walking in this starry sky.

The head of the book pavilion was a scholarly man, holding a scroll.

On the scroll, there were vast runes, like a blooming flower.

The scholar put one hand behind his back, "The great waves wash away the sand and separate the gold and stone. It's time to start the Immortal List!"

"After the Immortal Origin Secret Realm, the Immortal List can be opened again. The name of the past is no longer suitable for this era!"

He spoke slowly, his eyes following the outside of the scroll, looking at the vast starry sky.

Xian Tingshu Pavilion, the one who writes the Immortal List.

He is also one of the most unfathomable non-immortal veins in the current cultivation world. The Immortal List he wrote will determine the rise and fall of 100,000 years.

...

More than a month has passed in the Buddhist grand event.

Xiao Wu walked into the courtyard, "Qin Xuan, the Buddhist grand event will start tomorrow..."

She looked at the courtyard before she finished speaking.

Yun Yu was gone, Qin Yan'er was nowhere to be seen, and even the place where the big and small Jin'er stayed for a long time no longer had any golden light.

Xiao Wu smiled lightly, and she looked at the house.

"Even if you leave, don't you say hello?"

She pushed the door open and looked at the paper and ink on the table.

"It's gone, don't worry about me."

Just six words, written lightly, quietly.

A mist appeared in Xiao Wu's eyes, "Okay, I'll be in this ancient temple..."

"Wait for you to be unparalleled!"

She put away the paper and ink, as if it were a treasure.

Three Thousand Golden Clouds, the largest ancient temple, the Pure Land Buddha and the Master of the Xianchan Temple looked at each other.

In their hands, there was also a piece of paper.

The words on the paper were all different.

"If Xiao Wu dies, there will be no Buddha in this world!"

Just ten words, but written in the Mahayana sword way, even the two great Buddhas of the immortal veins felt like a lump in their throats at this moment.

This was a threat, but it made the two Buddhist leaders feel awe-inspiring.

"Amitabha!"

Only a Buddhist chant resounded here, without any sorrow.

In the starry sky, clouds and rain rushed, Qin Yan'er looked at Qin Xuan, who was shrouded in fine runes, and lowered her eyebrows slightly.

It has been three days since leaving the Buddhist event. Qin Xuan never told where he was going, and Yun Yu was also cautious as he shuttled through the starry sky.

And Qin Xuan seemed to have countless rune patterns on his body.

These rune patterns were like chains and shackles, trapping Qin Xuan in them.

Even Qin Yan'er couldn't feel what these were, and what Qin Xuan wanted to do.

Not only him, but even Yun Yu, including the big and small Jin'er, didn't know what to do.

Qin Xuan was like an old monk, sitting cross-legged on the dragon's head.

In a month, he swallowed and refined all the precious medicines and pills he had obtained from the Yaobao Shenque.

This also included the twelve-leaf golden fairy lotus.

With such an amazing treasure, Qin Xuan's cultivation level also broke through again.

It has not entered the middle level of the combined way, but it has improved significantly.

In the Dantian, there are 120,000 stars, in the heart, there are 100,000 miles of the imperial domain, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, there are 70,000 feet of the Qing Emperor Palace.

It has almost doubled again, but the price of this doubling is more than 50 immortal vein supremes of the Taixuan Holy Sect, including the immortal vein master Tianxuan.

Qin Xuan opened his eyes a little, and he looked at the stars in front of him that were rapidly retreating.

In this sea of ​​stars, his eyes seemed to contain endless vicissitudes.

"Clouds and rain!"

Qin Xuan's voice was hoarse, and he spoke slowly.

Below, clouds and rain suddenlyStop, looking at the empty land in front.

For some reason, it felt a kind of fear, as if the dark land in front was Huangquan.

Qin Yan'er, Xiao Jin'er and Xiao Jin'er were all a little uneasy, especially Xiantian Gu, who was extremely sensitive to crisis.

Qin Xuan glanced at the dark land, his eyes were dim.

Then, an old man walked out of the darkness.

The Taixuan Saint Sect's clothes were extremely dazzling, making Yunyu Dragon's scales seem to explode.

One of the four great tribulation realm masters, Qianli.

Behind this old man, another person walked out slowly, still a tribulation existence of Taixuan Saint Sect.

One of the four great tribulation realm masters, Qianyuan!

Two great tribulation realm masters appeared here, without saying a word, just looking at Qin Xuan quietly.

"My friend, stop ahead, and look back to see Huangquan!"

A faint voice sounded, and Qianli smiled, if not an enemy, but a friend.

Qin Xuan did not answer, his eyes fell behind the two powerful men in the Crossing Tribulation Realm.

Behind Qin Xuan, a young man walked out slowly. This was a young man with a gentle smile and pure eyes.

Only on his waist, there was a small banner, and on his wrist, there was a string of bone beads.

"Si Huangquan, meet you, fellow Taoist!"

He looked at Qin Xuan's back, looked at Yun Yu in the Return to Void Realm, and smiled pure, like a boy next door.

Before Si Huangquan finished speaking, a figure had already walked out dimly behind Qian Li and Qian Yuan.

This was a woman, as can be seen from the vague outline.

"One tribulation can determine your life or death!" The woman's cold and arrogant voice came out slowly.

She was the only one, but she seemed to be arrogant to all living beings.

Before the woman finished speaking, another figure appeared.

Bai Qingtu walked out slowly, with a fairy-like appearance and a belt of wind and thunder.

"Qin Changqing, wind and thunder cover all things, how can there be a long road." His eyes were indifferent, "Today, I come here specially, just to kill you!"

After the voice fell, except for Bai Qingtu, there were seven figures, floating behind him.

Seven people, all of them are in the realm of transcending tribulation.

One has white hair and red eyes, called Zhengxian;

One has black hair and blue eyes, called Zhengming;

One is as dry as a tree, called Zhengyun;

One carries two swords on his back, called Zhenglong;

One holds Buddhist beads in his hands, called Zhengkong;

One has blood-stained clothes like a demon, called Zhengjie;

One has thunder patterns on his eyebrows, called Zhengtian.

The Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, the seven realms of transcending tribulation, all appeared.

At the same time, billions of miles away, there are thirty-six Mahayana upper-grade, peak immortal vein supremes.

There are the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, the Taixuan Saint Sect, and the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

The thirty-six great immortal veins sat cross-legged in the starry sky. If the thirty-six stars blocked everything, the Dao would be annihilated.

"The road ahead is long, fellow Daoist, we are here specially!"

"Send fellow Daoist on the road!"

The white clothes on the head of the cloud and rain dragon moved slightly.

Qin Xuan lowered his head and eyes, with a slight raise at the corner of his mouth. His voice was old, but it was like the collision of stones.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

"Don't overestimate your own abilities!"