I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Outside Qifeng Terrace, dark clouds are densely covered, as if there is a catastrophe brewing to destroy the world.

The spiritual pressure of heaven and earth disturbed the peace of the valley, and the riotous inspiration impacted the Taixuan Twelve Formation, and invisible ripples rippled outside the golden phoenix valley.

Feng Yuanjiufu's squid sincerely remonstrated Jiao Rong school, but he was overwhelmed by the coercion of heaven and earth, and his figure became tall

Tu Chenglu, who showed the original body of the six-tailed spirit fox, crossed the shadow of the dragon basket, covered Feng Yuanjiu with his huge body, blocked most of the spiritual pressure for him, and urged: "The devil boy is going to achieve Dongxuan! Hurry up!" Retreat into Wutong Valley, so as not to be contaminated by the calamity of heaven and earth!"

It was actually a catastrophe of Dongxuan!

Feng Yuanjiu immediately resorted to chasing the stars and chasing the moon to escape, turning into a streamer, and retreated into Wutong Valley with Tu Chenglu curled up.

In the Wutong Valley, it seems that another sky teaches Lanwu's strong spirituality, peace and suppleness.

Feng Yuanjiu's eyes fell outside the valley, and his expression was rarely dignified—the power of Kang Xuanju's Cong Cong Tianjie was a bit too powerful, and it was almost unheard of.

The calamity clouds in the sky are still condensing, and the spiritual pressure on the ground has already squeezed the void and tore apart space cracks.

Kang Xuan was in the center of the robbery, with a tall and straight figure, looking up at the robbery cloud, without any fear, but with the arrogance of looking down on the world, and the confidence not to put the world in his eyes.

The black robe flutters without wind, and the fluttering sleeves of the robe seem to squeeze the most tender soft flesh of the heart.

Feng Yuanjiu stared at Kang Xuanji, not daring to lose sight of him.

Tu Chenglu was beside him in amazement: "How can this devil's celestial catastrophe be so terrible?"

Of course it was because of Kang Xuanyu's double cultivation!

Feng Yuanjiu used his peripheral vision to despise Tu Chenglu, who turned into a little fox and crouched on his shoulder, into the spirit beast bag—even if there was someone The master-slave contract, Feng Yuanjiu is not willing to cut down the old order of Kang Xuanxuan to compare it to Shaanxi.

It has nothing to do with trust or not, but to prevent problems before they happen.

"Cultivation for monks is already against the sky, and dual cultivation of Taoism and demons is even more intolerable by the heavens and the earth. Fortunately, he is the blood of the Kang family, and he is a descendant of the Twelve Patriarch Demons. He can still earn a chance in the world." Feng An Lan didn't know when she appeared beside Feng Yuanjiu, and her words seldom brought out anger, "The Kang family really doesn't treat the son of a concubine as a human being."

Feng Yuanjiu's gaze finally fell on Feng Anlan from Kang Xuan's crotch: "Grandpa."

After calling this crotch "Grandpa", he suddenly didn't know how to say what he wanted to say, so he put his thoughts into his eyes and looked at Feng Anlan expectantly.

"Yeah." Feng Anlan responded lightly, seeming to have suddenly lost the ability to read people's hearts.

With a new understanding of the evil tastes of these superiors, the corners of Feng Yuanjiu's mouth twitched slightly imperceptibly, and he simply stopped caring about his face, asking: "If Kang Xuantao threatens Huai, can you Grandpa, please help?"

Feng Anlan didn't say yes or no, and her eyes, which contained the birth and death of all things, fell on Feng Yuanjiu, and she asked angrily, "What's your relationship with that kid from the Kang family?"

What is the relationship?

Enemy?I really can't say it.

Best friend?There is a lot more ambiguity between them than close friends.

Feng Yuan, Jiu Lue, a prostitute, and eight desires became Taoist couples with me. "

Feng Anlan raised her eyebrows lightly: "At the beginning, the Kang family seemed to want a concubine daughter to become a Taoist couple with you."

Feng Yuanjiu calmly said, "Kang Xuansong took my sister!

It was as if Feng Yuanjiu caught the light of the gossip in his grandfather's eyes, but when he looked closely, his grandfather stood there with his hands behind his back, still looking calm and clear.

Feng Anlan indifferently looked at the mounting frame and scoffed.

Feng Yuanjiu pursed his lips and looked at the lingering cloud of lightning, and on the third day he slammed into Kang Xuan and said softly: "He has saved me from life to death several times, and now I have stepped on him to waste my time." Only by destroying the Qiyao Yuansuo Formation at the origin can Grandpa and I talk safely here."

"Ah!"

Feng Anlan smiled lightly at the crotch, and said, "It's just repayment for accepting his kindness several times, and it's really unnecessary to be contaminated with the cause of heaven and earth disaster because of him."

Contaminated with the cause of heaven and earth calamity, the evil effect will be on one's own heaven and earth calamity.

Therefore, Feng Yuanjiu couldn't beg for nothing, but said softly: "I don't want him to lose his mind."

Feng Anlan nodded, and watched Kang Xuanxuan calmly, sighing, groaning, swaying, cowardly, Ji Zhuiwei, Muzhuo, and then said after a while: "Facing your heart directly and not being disturbed by external things is also a struggle in your heart." Small!

Feng Yuanjiu nodded to be taught.

Feng Anlan shook her head: "I still don't understand."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned, and begged with a bitter face: "Grandson is dull, please tell grandpa clearly."

"You are not dull, but too transparent." Feng Anlan looked at Feng Yuanjiu, and said the most complicated emotions in the world without any fireworks, "Your heart is tenacious, and it is not a bad thing to only seek the way of longevity. You can't imprison your emotions because of the Tao in your heart. Cultivators cultivate truth, and they cultivate the Dao of Longevity. What they ask is the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, not to make you heartless." Feng Anlan raised his finger and pressed the position of Jiuxinkou, " If you stick to the Dao of Longevity and deny the true intention here, you will be trapped in a rut, and it will be difficult to hope for longevity."

Is this persuading him to practice the way of sentient beings?But in the mouth of the little uncle, his grandfather seems to be a practitioner of the ruthless way...

No, how could a ruthless monk go to the Sword God Mountain because of the humiliation of his heir's blood?

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help but look at Feng Anlan, seeing the cycle of life and death in Feng Anlan's eyes, and asked, "Grandpa believes in the way of sentient beings?"

Feng Anlan nodded: "Family love is also love, I can't cut it off."

Feng Yuanjiu frowned and thought about it, and asked Feng Anlan: "In this way, the way of sentient beings is the right way? But in the land of Kyushu, there are countless monks who practice the way of ruthlessness. Is it possible that they all leave? Wrong way?"

Feng Anlan shook her head: "There is no right or wrong way, the wrong ones are monks who choose the wrong way."

Feng Yuanjiu asked Feng Anlan: "Grandpa thinks my way should be the way of sentient beings?"

"You are not a ruthless person, so you should practice the way of sentient beings. If you force the way of ruthless way, you will go astray. It is difficult to hope for longevity in this life." , "Are you enlightened?"

The golden talisman is a calm seal script, and the body of Fengyuan Jiuyuanshen is recited a hundred times, and the golden seal script instantly turns into the forehead heart of the body of Nine Yuanshen engraved on it, and condenses in the middle of his forehead It became the rune of the Yulan Lian.

Feng Yuanjiu was instantly enlightened.

Cutting down the old barriers and finding the right way to the fairyland, Feng Yuanjiu's mood is sultry, and in his dantian, a half-monster Yuanying with six tails grows out between the two furry fox ears. Looking forward to the flowers of Yunxia.

Gather two flowers on the top, the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!

Feng Yuanjiu saluted respectfully and thanked Feng Anlan: "The grandson has realized."

Feng Anlan asked Feng Yuanjiu again: "What's your relationship with that kid from the Kang family?"

Feng Yuanjiu said with a smile: "If you want to become a Taoist couple, join hands and ask about the relationship of longevity."

Feng Anlan nodded: "If that's the case, then you're not an outsider."

It's not an outsider, so I will help you.

Feng Yuanjiu kowtowed to thank Feng Anlan, got up and stood beside Feng Anlan, looking out of Wutong Valley.

The pitch-black robbery clouds in the sky became lower and lower, and the falling thunderbolts had changed from being as thick as a bucket to as thin as a bamboo branch.

The mighty energy capable of destroying heaven and earth is multiplied when gathered together in a bag.

The original purple robbery thunder was compressed into pure white and glaring, with the rest of the gloomy and rich robbery cloud, it landed on Kangxuan and Fan Dexi accurately.

The black figure was instantly engulfed by the ultimate white silence.

Feng Yuanjiu had a thought, turned into Xinghe and rushed to the outside of Wutong Valley, but was blocked by the barrier of Yun Lai: "Grandpa!"

Feng Anlan flicked his sleeves, turned the red barrier into an exquisite palace, and locked Feng Yuanjiu in the palace: "What's the hurry? It's just the secret technique of disintegrating the demon in the "Taiyuan Zhenjing"."

After Feng Anlan finished speaking, he saw that where Jielei disappeared, countless black devilish energy gathered from all directions, and gradually condensed into Kang Xuantong.

Kang Xuantiaojuezhu looked at Feng Yuanjiu accurately and slightly raised the corners of his lips across the Taixuan Twelve Formation.

Feng Yuanjiu's worried expression gradually disappeared, and he scolded his crotch with a silent laugh: "Sex embryo!"

The crotch chuckle reverberated in the Wutong Valley, and the grandfather Feng Anlan's cold spring, haggard locust, spasm, bo mirror and nayin mixed with teasing, made Feng Yuanjiu's cold and beautiful face red with a smile.

Feng Yuanjiu recited the "Pure Heart Sutra" silently, only looking at Kang Xuanji outside the valley expressionlessly, and refused to look at Feng Anlan.

Most of the dark clouds of calamity in the sky have dissipated, and two-thirds of the calamity of heaven and earth has passed, and Kang Xuancrot Xing Xingchen Γ has yet to resort to the means of profound cultivation.

Feng Yuanjiu's hanging heart gradually relaxed, and he watched Kang Xuanxuan's crotch and the real demon resisting the sky-triggering thunder quietly.

No.70 Eight Paths of Tribulation and Thunder

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However, the clouds in the sky did not dissipate, but became more and more solid. The thunder jumping in the clouds was dazzling, dividing the pitch-black clouds into chaotic and disorderly formations. lattice.

No.80 Two catastrophic thunders fell, Kang Xuan's body was bruised, and the alien demons that followed went straight into Kang Xuan's slit

Feng Yuanjiu suddenly turned around and looked at Feng Anlan.

"Dual cultivation of Taoism and demons, the heaven and the earth are not tolerated, and the catastrophe of the cave and the sky that almost no one can overcome will naturally not be just a mere tribulation! Zheng Zheng grasped the long sword burning with golden flames in his palm, The sword pointed at the endless void, and an ethereal and ethereal voice floated into the sky, "Whichever Taoist friend you are, if you want to respond to the Kang Xuandao Cave Xuan Ren Tribulation, first ask me about the sword in Feng Anlan's hand. "