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Zhang Qingyang's face twitched, but he didn't speak.

"In the Kingdom of God, you were alone until you found him. The fate of suffering for generations made you feel compassion and brought him into the Kingdom of God. Study the secrets behind the fate, and finally you found that only by giving him the godhead can you Save him."

"You gave him a bit of godhead and forged a god ring for him. No matter where he is reincarnated, you can find him with that ring."

"Shangshen Danruo took that ring and put it on your hand, just to make you not aware of where he is."

"However, you clearly know that in these thousands of worlds, where there is yin, there must be yang, and where there is life, there must be death. With a supreme existence like you, there must be a supreme existence. You also saved him, gave him godhead, and enlightened him." Knowing that doing this will gradually reverse the subordination and supremacy, and your godhead will transfer to him little by little, and one day you will become the subordination! And he will become the supremacy!" Bai Ze became excited and got up from the ground: " Dan Ruo Shangshen admired you, he couldn't bear to see you fall, so he tried every means to kill him, and I didn't want to see you fall, so I acquiesced to Shangshen's taking away, all of this is for you!"

Zhang Qingyang said indifferently, "Then what's the matter that the people from the lower world can kill the God?"

"That is the catastrophe you are destined to experience for violating the rules of balance." Bai Ze looked sad, "You did not survive this catastrophe, and the loss of godhood doubled."

Zhang Qingyang was silent for a long time: "Is there no way to stop the loss and transformation of the godhead?"

"Yes, unstoppable."

Zhang Qingyang was silent for a long time.

He went ashore with Ming Huang in his arms, and said, "Bai Ze, I want to go back."

What Zhang Qingyang said about going back was referring to Chonglingzong.

Bai Ze understood what he meant, bowed his head and said, "Then I'll see you off."

He didn't object, which made Bai Ze slightly relieved, indicating that at least he had listened to his advice.As for how to make a decision, he still can't see a glimmer of light in the chaotic future.

Bai Ze is powerful, thousands of miles away, but only a cup of tea.

He was gone for only two months.

Chun Guanlan retreated again, and the Weigui Temple was empty.Bai Ze said that he hurt Shangshen Dan Ruo, he was lacking in strength, and couldn't go back, but he would always be by his side, and immediately disappeared from his sight after speaking, and he didn't know where to hide.

He settled Minghuang, wandered around in the huge Unrepentant Temple, and somehow wandered to the place where he enshrined the peak masters of the past, and it was also the place where he became the pride of heaven.

Looking back now, it was a very ordinary ceremony.Chun Guanlan invited Shanwu to be a witness, perhaps premeditated.

He always loves to fall into memories, and when he thinks about it, he thinks of a lot, both good and bad.

There is also the cave behind the nine jade waterfalls, and the five-story Zhulou deep in the cave.

He suddenly wanted to go there and have a look.

However, when he arrived at Songyun Mountain, the stone gate had collapsed into a pile of chaotic rocks, and there was no trace of the entrance to the ruins.He had to go back and go to Tong Haisi to find out the situation.

Deacon Tong Haisi said: "The entrance to the Songyun Mountain ruins collapsed as soon as they came out, but everything inside was emptied, so there is nothing to be sorry about. Does Master Tianjiao want to pick out some magic weapons?"

Zhang Qingyang said: "No, I want to ask if there are any documents and ancient books found."

The deacon thought for a while: "Well, we always submit it directly to Zheng Junfeng and Master Beisheng."

Zhang Qingyang turned his head to look for Beisheng. There was no library in Baoqian Pavilion, nor on the third floor of No. 70. He went to Zhengjun Peak and found out that Wan Wuming was really dying and Beisheng was taking care of him.

There was a gloomy cloud in Zhengjun Temple.

The atmosphere was too stagnant, and the eyes of the disciples of Zhengjun Temple were not very friendly. Zhang Qingyang walked to the door of the dormitory as if nothing had happened, and knocked lightly on the door. After only one knock, Bei Sheng said, "Come in."

Zhang Qingyang pushed the door open and entered, and first glanced at Wan Wuming on the sickbed, with a haggard, sallow, and emaciated face.

Beisheng sat down peacefully, not knowing what he was doing.

"What happened?"

"I want to read the books brought out from the ruins of Songyun Mountain."

Bei Sheng handed him a mustard finger: "Take it."

Zhang Qingyang was a little surprised by the surprisingly neatness. He glanced at Wan Wuming and said hesitantly, "I have some miraculous medicine here..." Bei Sheng interrupted: "No need."

Beisheng's tone was resolute, and Zhang Qingyang didn't have much to say, so he quietly retreated and endured another wave of hostile gazes.

Back at Unrepentant Temple, he took out the ancient books in his mustard finger and looked through them. Most of these books were notes and travel notes left by Hexuanzong people. The method of practice, there are also strange things like "I haven't recruited a few decent female disciples this year", "Old Wang Gefeng gave me a cuckold, and one day I will take revenge and chop off his head", and there are neat lists of names and so on. Take a note.

Zhang Qingyang read one by one patiently, and found the most torn book. It was so bad that Beisheng sealed the pages with spiritual power, as if pressing the pages of the book to protect the spiritual world.

It seems to be the diary of the master of Hexuanzong's sect, with strong handwriting.

"March [-]th. The peach blossoms are blooming on the stream, lazy and don't want to practice."

"March [-]th, nothing happened. The wind blows two or three petals of peach blossoms. I'm lazy and don't want to practice."

"March [-]th. Laziness is the root of all evil, you should practice diligently."

"March [-]th. Nothing to gain. The road to immortality is vast, why not go drinking. Eat and wait for death, and enjoy the rest of your life."

Next, there was a gap in the diary, and it suddenly jumped to May, and it was still "lazy, I don't want to practice. The female disciples recruited this year are really ugly."

In August, the second longest diary entry in the entire book appeared: "I heard that the suzerain was unable to ascend to the fairyland for some reason, seeking a way to live forever, in vain attempt to connect with the souls of Kyushu, and the existence of Kyushu also exists. If we Searching for the Qi meridians of the Kyushu, and laying down formations. This will harm the peace of heaven, and it is really not feasible. I don’t know what the suzerain thinks, the cultivation base is already at its peak, and there is nothing to be satisfied with. It’s really crazy to seek longevity.”

An article in September was the third longest: "The suzerain's sudden visit, the majesty and momentum, is really admirable. Perhaps the more high-ranking people in the world, the more reluctant to let go. No wonder they have to work hard to seek immortality. If the suzerain Immortality and invincibility in the world are also good for the sect."

The last and longest diary entry, without date.

"It's over, everything is over. I don't know how long the big formation can seal it, and the sect has also collapsed. Sigh! Sigh! Things are impermanent, and the deputy suzerain ordered me to leave all the remaining magic weapons in the sect here. After the head was born, the descendants have enough magic tools to fight against the devil. But the devil is so powerful, what use is a little magic weapon!"

"I really don't want to be a sect master anymore... The deputy sect master ordered me to organize another sect to inherit the legacy of Hexuanzong, guard here, and fight against the devil in the future. For the righteousness, for the way of heaven... Pooh! How much I can't think about it before I do such a laborious job!"

"Today I saw that the disciples who took refuge in other sects were bullied, and I felt bad."

"Let's be righteous, so that the apprentices will not be bullied pitifully."

Zhang Qingyang understood why Beisheng wanted to mend this diary. The diary of the patriarch of the Chongling sect was of great significance.

The method of immortality proposed in the diary reminded Zhang Qingyang of what Chun Guanlan had told him about the old people's plan for longevity.

very similar.

He closed the diary, and came up with a bold idea, which was not clear yet, but very tempting. It might be the only way to solve the loss of godhood and the upside down.

He closed his eyes and meditated, completely forgetting himself.

Zheng Junfeng rang the bell of mourning, and the echo echoed through a hundred li.

Ming Huang was awakened by the sound of the bell.

His hands and feet were as stiff as if they were not his own, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time, and it took him a long time to realize that this was Wuguiguan, he had been here before.That is to say, he was freed from the almost endless nightmare of reincarnation, which is reality, and he is alive.

He touched his chest, his heartbeat was steady.

Look at the hands again, the bare skin is white and delicate, without any trace of injury.

He stared blankly for a long time, then slowly got up, got out of bed, the ground was cold, the bell was still ringing, the crane flew across the blue sky, the sun fell on his face, the warmth was like a hallucination.

Walking out of the dormitory, Zhang Qingyang sat among a pile of old books with a book spread out on his lap, closing his eyes and meditating.

"Qingyang."

Zhang Qingyang opened his eyes, fixed his gaze on him, and said hesitantly, "Who are you?"

"How dare you speak to me like that."

The corner of Zhang Qingyang's mouth twitched, and he quickly fell back.Ming Huang's heart sank, he looked around and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Isn't this an unrepentant view? Seeing it today, it must be too embarrassing."

The bell echoed, Zhang Qingyang turned his head to look out the window, and said, "Wan Wuming has gone."

It's sunny outside.

Ming Huang accepted the fact that he was "dead" calmly, but asked a few more questions about who the successor was, and learned that the one who succeeded him was a cousin he had never met, who was only eight years old, and was welcomed to the capital by Yang Zhibai in a daze. Made the emperor.

"It's hard for him." Ming Huang sighed, not knowing whether he was talking about Yang Zhibai or the ignorant little emperor.

"Today is unlucky, you should not go out." Zhang Qingyang said and pulled him back to the temple, "Stay here well, don't run around." He took out a night-growth grass, "It's good for your health."

Ming Huang has been the emperor for many years, and he has seen all kinds of strange things. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately understood what he meant.

After Wan Wuming died, Beisheng became the peak master.And the succession ceremony of the peak master needs to be presided over by the suzerain Jie Kongchen.

But Jiekongchen is still closing the mountain for retreat.

The masters of the six peaks gathered in the Zhengjun Hall for a rare occasion to discuss what to do about the succession.

Beisheng sat quietly, and after listening for a while, the peak owners decided to break the rules temporarily and let Shanwu preside over it.

He stood up, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

Tianjiao's position was slightly lower than that of the peak master, and Beisheng sat on it directly under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"Don't be so troublesome." Beisheng said indifferently, he tilted his head towards Shanwu's angle: "Is it?"

Shanwu nodded: "That's fine."

"Of course we have to inform the suzerain, so that he can't feel neglected."

Beisheng's words were very plain, but there was a sense of storm coming behind him.Several peak masters looked at each other in blank dismay.

Shanwu nodded and said: "What you said is very true." He turned his head to Chun Guanlan and said: "Junior Brother Chun, since you and I have been promoted to Huashen, we have never told the Suzerain, why don't we go to visit?"

Chun Guanlan nodded in agreement.

The atmosphere became more and more stagnant.

Beisheng stood up and gave a speech to the peak masters: "I'm bothering everyone today, please go back and do your own things."

The three peak masters left separately, Shanwu, Chunguanlan, and Beisheng went to Chongling main peak together.

Then, Zhang Qingyang, who was at the foot of Zhengjun Peak, saw a sword light as clear as autumn water falling from the sky in the direction of the main peak, chopping on the main peak.

An avalanche of loud noises.

Qifeng shook.

Needless to say, Chun Guanlan's handwriting of the main peak's mountain-closing formation is shattered with one blow.

Zhang Qingyang quickly climbed to the 72nd floor of Ronghai Building, opened the window and stretched out most of his body to look over there.

Shanwu unleashes his Yin Yang Wen Ray.

Two ray fish soared into the sky, swimming slowly head to tail, dividing the world into yin and yang.

It's spectacular.