After picking up the merman junior brother, I was forced to eat soft food

Beside the steps on the top of the mountain, Meng Ximao and Master were holding each other's faces to bid farewell.

Xuan Yan rubbed his eyes: "They...the master-student relationship is really good."

Yan E said: "Do you believe this yourself?"

"No..." He looked around in doubt, "What kind of Fengshui treasure is Luoyue Peak?"

"It's negligent. When you were in charge of the rules in the mountains, you should have been watching Luoyue Peak."

"Well, then put them in confinement two by two, will they also give me gifts when they come out?"

When Meng Ximao came, several people stepped on a flying boat from the top of the mountain, their clothes fluttered, and their laughter fell in the wind.

Ah Zhuo said to the crowd: "Thank you for protecting the Immortal Sect."

"Are you still a disciple of Xianmen, aren't you... Madam Mozun, oh, you haven't married yet, but it won't be a matter of time?"

Another burst of laughter aroused, A Zhuo blushed, and was embraced by the people around him.

The other side continued to laugh: "So, we have always been disciples of the Immortal Sect here, only Junior Brother Meng?"

Meng Ximao solemnly bowed his hands and saluted: "I thank you all very much."

Several people waved their hands and walked to the bow of the boat: "It's the demon race, the monster race, and the ghost race who came to protect the fairy mountain. All walks of life are connected in the same vein, and we are obliged to wait. Jing Banzhan, Xuan Wuguang, and Yan Shiyun, disciples of the immortal sect, are also here to protect the master's sect." , the teacher is in trouble, and death is like home!"

Approaching Zhaoyan Mountain, several people landed from the flying boat, and the huge picture scroll was still hanging in the air, with a faint light floating.

The green hills in the distance are luxuriant, the pavilions and pavilions are nearby, and a street is crowded with people. The mountains and rivers are beautiful in the painting, and the years are quiet and beautiful.

But Yan Shuanghong couldn't stand it anymore: "The majesty of mountains and rivers and the prosperity of the world are all good themes, but they can be mixed together without fish or fish, not to mention that they are not painted well."

The three writers: "..."

"And why are there so many small black spots?"

Xuan Yan explained in a low voice: "Those are all pedestrians, but you are right, they are indeed black spots thrown up."

Yan Shuanghong couldn't stand it anymore: "In the future, if there are such ugly paintings again, I won't come."

"..."

A Zhuo said: "There is a spirit on the floating light, and it cannot be approached."

Jing Zun took a step forward, looked at Ling Jue, and slowly raised his hand: "Although Mu Lin and I were one fairy and one demon back then, the way to practice is the same. Ye, taste the seven emotions and see the world, I use one word and one sentence, understand the seven pains and be careful with words."

He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then he held a seven-color lotus flower in his palm, lifted it lightly, and hung it above the scroll. The seven rays of light poured into the painting like neon lights and hung on the market. To that rainbow.

On the painting, Lingjue disappeared, and a puff of white smoke gradually rose.

"Go." Jing Zun raised his hand.

Someone nearby finally couldn't help asking: "Master Mozun, you don't read much, why did you choose every single word?"

"Draw lots."

"Then you can change with Mu Lin too."

"He said he didn't read much either."

"..."

"He used to be a son of an aristocratic family, why didn't he study?" Ah Zhuo said.

"The book is for reading. Because I was forced to read too much, I refused to read a single word after I entered the fairy gate, saying that I felt sick when I saw the book."

Meng Ximao next to him nodded: "I have a deep understanding." But fortunately, he didn't want to vomit yet.

When the white smoke dissipated, a circle of light appeared, and Jing Zun was about to step in first, when Ah Zhuo held him back: "I told you before, he said that the three of you would easily be disturbed by resentment when you go in, and your relatives would deny you..."

Jing Zun looked at Yan E Xuanyu, and the two said: "Resentment comes from the heart. We did complain about being punished at the time, but it was a trivial matter. No one would really take it to heart. We have no resentment in our hearts, so we can't disturb it. Yes, don't worry."

Jing Zun lightly pulled Ah Ju's hand: "I don't have either, don't worry."

Everyone entered the painting, a round cloud floated in the blue sky, half of the sun in the corner was exposed, and the exposed half... there was actually a smiling face.

Yan E: "...don't you guys think this is more interesting?"

He painted the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, green water, flowers, plants and trees, Xuan Yan painted pedestrians, and the rest of the pavilions were painted by Jing Zun.

Everyone said: I didn't find it interesting at all.

Only Ah Zhu agreed: "The children in our kindergarten like to draw like this the most."

A few people laughed at Yan E, and didn't ask much about the meaning of the kindergarten. After coming down from the cloud, it slid down from the green hill. The line of the green hill was smooth without any fluctuations. You can grab a blade of grass, hang it wobbly and bring some weight, and let it fall slowly.

The green of the green mountains can be seen, but the color is very single, the mountains are water-green, the trees and weeds are all green onions, the flowers are uniform red, and even the flowers and leaves are painted red to save trouble. It looks nothing outside the picture scroll. , just at a close distance, it is particularly dazzling.

All the way down, they had to cover the dazzling paint with their sleeves.

As for falling on a stream, it is even more of an obstacle. The leaves that fall on the water are wider than the stream, and you can cross the river if you step on them.

Yan Shuanghong couldn't help complaining again: "Why are the leaves so big?"

Yan E explained that this was in consideration of the effect of the distant view. Looking from outside the scroll, the first thing you will see is this leaf, and then you will see the stream and green hills.

"I understand the truth, so why are the leaves so big?"

Yan E: "..."

Yan E didn't want to talk, and called everyone to move forward quickly: "After passing the boundary I drew, you will never laugh at me again."

However, just as he was speaking, he slipped and fell into a pit, and he disappeared with an "oops".

The crowd gathered around, listening to him yelling to stay away, and hearing him cursing from below: "I dug this hole myself."

When he first drew the tree, he drew the hole first and then filled the tree, but the tree was really difficult to fill, so he left a few holes there.

"It's my own fruit." He said angrily, the filling in the pit was orange-yellow, shining brightly, he just felt as if he had fallen into a shiny pot, and there was a thin fire burning underneath, and the surrounding area was scorching hot and dazzling for a moment. Unable to bear it, he raised his head helplessly, "Come and pull me up with a rope."

While speaking, he tore off a piece of sleeve, folded it into long strips and tied it in front of his eyes.

The bottom of the pit was smooth and seemed to be pulled by something, preventing him from flying out.

Jing Zunhuan fell down with a white line, but it turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared before Yan E could touch it.

"The spiritual power will be melted in the pit." Jing Zun frowned, "You wait here, I'll go down and have a look."

"No, no need, wait a moment." Before the people around him could say more, Yan E had already stopped him, "I seem to hear some voice talking to me."

He made a booing gesture with his hand, and the crowd stopped talking, and heard a deep voice from below, with a mechanical and calm tone: "Stay here."

Yan E: "I'm sick and I stay here?"

"I'll help you calm the anger in your heart."

Yan E tore off another piece of cloth, and wrapped his eyes with another thick layer: "Why am I angry?"

"Prince Merman regrets the marriage in public, aren't you angry?"

Yan E wanted to look up at the people above, but he couldn't see it: "No, luckily I regretted the marriage, Jiang Xuexing... I don't dare to ask for it either, wouldn't it be good to stop the loss in time?"

"Treat each other wholeheartedly, don't you complain?"

"Are you just trying to pick things up? If I have any grievances, I will be controlled by you, right? But you underestimate me too much. He promised to go back to the ghost world with me. I must treat him with the best." , he has another purpose, then I have nothing to do with him, oh, yes, he is him, and you don't have to talk about his brother anymore. "

He flicked the hem of his purple clothes, pinched his waist and said proudly: "I don't care what other people say the most. If the marriage is not successful, it doesn't matter what outsiders think of me."

The voice disappeared, and Yan E's eyes suddenly brightened, and the person had returned to the top.

He took off the blindfold: "That's all, as long as you are firm, you won't be affected." Then he hurriedly urged, "Hurry up, go to the market in front, there will be no place for me to paint."

In front is a market similar to the world, Yan Shuanghong said something else, thinking that this was drawn by their lord, she shut her mouth, just looked at some pavilions with simple lines, and sighed.

Pedestrians shuttled on the street, and there were many shops on both sides. Businessmen leaned on the doorway to attract customers, and the sound of yelling continued.

The people in the painting can act according to the original intention of the painter, those who walk walk, those who sell things sell things.

Jing Zun stopped a black spot, stretched out his hand to touch his head, the light shot in from between his eyebrows, the black spot suddenly changed, and he was wearing white clothes and a sword, it was the disciple of Xianmen.

Mu Lin attached all his disciples to the portraits inside.

Before the disciple could react, he looked around in a daze and then looked back at the person in front of him: "Senior brother Jing, you are all here!"

"Are all the other disciples on this street?"

"Most of them are there, and some of them should have gone elsewhere. After all, some of them have no eyes, can't see the road, and may run around."

Xuan Yan coughed at the side: "Well, let's split up and gather all the disciples."

"Okay, I can lead the way." The disciple said, "I can recognize them."

"Do you know where the head teacher is?"

"Only the head teacher and Elder Mu Yun are missing." The disciple answered truthfully.

"Okay, let's gather the disciples first."

A group of people quickly dispersed in twos and threes, and each entered the building.

Jing Zun and A Zhuo walked into an alley, and tapped dao dao lights into the eyebrows of the people they met. After a while, most of the disciples showed up and helped them recover other people, but some people in the painting couldn't touch them. When they came out, those with clear eyebrows were not possessed, and they maintained the characters in the painting, treating them as outsiders, so they would have to go through a fight.

Xuan Yan walked into an inn on Changjie, and a waiter with a clear face greeted him with a smile, invited him to sit down, and wiped the table attentively.

Before he could open his mouth, a mechanical voice sounded beside his ears: "No matter how hard you try, the demon race cannot stand with humans. Why don't you hate them?"

He grabbed the keel knife and got up, walked out of the inn, swung the knife, and chopped off the roof of the inn.

Then he looked at the knife in his hand in astonishment: "Why does this keel knife seem to have become more powerful?"

"How could the knife change? I must have become stronger." He praised himself a lot, seeing that there were many black spots in the guest room and the back hall, and there was a flash of light when he swung the knife, and the black spots returned to become immortal disciples. , He Fang sighed with a knife in his hand, "Why bother, I have no complaints."

On the other side, Hu Yiqing had just walked out of an abandoned ancient building and brought out all the disciples inside. A group of people squatted at the door and gasped for breath. , why are you not afraid?"

Hu Yiqing flicked his green hair and looked at him with red eyes: "What is there to be afraid of?"

"There was a voice inside just now, saying why your girl's family is so bold." The disciple added, "It wasn't me, it was that strange voice."

"I know." She waved her hand, "It's a charm that looks for people's weaknesses. I'm a woman but I'm not timid. It's a miscalculation."

"exactly."

While talking, Yan Shuanghong also came with some disciples, Hu Yiqing thought about her situation, and asked her if she had encountered that charm, Yan Shuanghong nodded: "Yes, I have met, but there is no obstacle, I entered a paper inkstone The shop, it burned some of the best rice paper in front of me, I was really annoyed, but true love cannot be destroyed, it was wrong."

Luan Sanzao and Yu Sibai also met at the street intersection, Luan Sanzao shook his head contemptuously and said, "Renrouxiang, heh, the charm technique is not as good as mine, how can I?"

And Yu Sibai cast a supercilious look: "Why did you see Ruan Ruanxiang, and I saw countless sick people?" He waved the sweat from his brow, "I am a magic cultivator, and I never imagined that there is a hanging pot to help the world." day."

"However..." He laughed again, "It's very gratifying that my skills can still help the world."

At this time, the few people basically converged, and Jing Zun and A Zhuo also came over from the alley, and someone asked them if they could hear the sound of the magic spell. Know what it says.

After learning about the situation of these people, Jing Zun glanced at the rainbow hanging on the other side of the sky: "The ghost king is aroused by anger, and the demon king is hated by Gu. Hu Yiqing is fear, Yan Shuanghong is love, and Luan Sanzao is desire. To be happy in Sibai is precisely the law of the seven emotions, fortunately you have all broken it."

"Then why didn't you two?"

"I have seen this method when I entered the secret realm of the fairy gate, so I don't bother to pay attention to what it has to say."

"..."

"No, there is still one person missing, Junior Brother Meng hasn't come back yet." Several people looked around, "According to the law of seven emotions, Junior Brother Meng should fall into 'worry'."

"He's really worried, too."

Several people were silent for a while, seeing that the disciples were almost gathered together, they waited for him in the market.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Meng Ximao came with his disciples. They were very curious about what happened to him, and he didn't shy away from it, saying that the voice was still asking him, the common people or the master, which one to choose.

"So there is no danger, so why are you the slowest?"

"Because this question made me think about it for a long time."

Thinking of the end, he still didn't change the answer, the two don't conflict, he doesn't have to choose.

The light of that rainbow was slightly darker than before, Jing Zun said: "Go out as soon as possible."

"But the head teacher and Elder Mu Yun haven't been found yet."

All the disciples were silent, and they hadn't seen them since they came in.

"They have a high level of cultivation, I'm afraid it's difficult to trap them because they are possessed by the people in the painting like you. They probably used other methods to trap them." Jing Zun jumped up to the eaves of a nearby pavilion and looked across the long street. , It was originally drawn by him, but the drawing is rough, and he himself can't tell how many houses there are.

There should have been six lanterns hanging on the archway in the street, but he only drew two, swaying with the wind, there were people playing chess on the pavilion next to it, the veil hanging from the eaves covered the chess pieces, and there was someone on the other side Shaking the fans one by one, enjoying the cool on the roof.

Wait, enjoy the shade?

His gaze fell back to the fan holding the fan, watching the fan wind slightly blowing his hair.

He looked at the opposite pavilion again.

The curtains do not move, the weather is hot and there is no wind.

There is no wind, so the lanterns under the archway should not shake.

His complexion changed slightly, he got up and moved forward, and jumped under the lantern, but he didn't dare to touch it too much, seeing the candle flame inside, he couldn't help frowning.

"There are three soul lamps on the person's shoulders and on top of his head. The soul lamp has been taken away, and his mind has been taken away. The head teacher and Elder Mu Yun are probably... enemies rather than friends."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a gust of wind under the archway, and the two lanterns "bang", the candle flame suddenly increased and burned out the two lamps in an instant, and the surroundings suddenly became dark. The she-like giant stood up slowly.

Everyone quickly gathered towards the center, looking at the giant in astonishment: "Master!"

At the same time, there was also a giant on the other side blocking the light of the sky.

"Elder Mu Yun!"

Their eyes were empty, their five senses were lost, and they obviously couldn't recognize other people, and the three soul lamps were burnt out, and it was impossible to take them back.

The only way to save them is to repel them.

The people in the painting who were originally clear-eyed all around slowly approached with empty eyes.

The two giants smashed the building with their feet, and their big palms were about to fall from top to bottom. Everyone retreated, and the rainbow in the sky was dark again. Jing Zun said urgently: "It's useless to have too many people, the disciples of Xianmen go out first."

The disciples couldn't bear to leave at first, but after some persuasion, they agreed to leave. The archway under the rainbow is the exit, and disciples from the main peak, Chang Zhong Changming and Chang Sheng, refused to leave no matter what, so they stayed to help out, watching the giant's foot move again. Stepping on, the long street was trampled through, the ground loosened, and a big hole was formed, and everyone fell down one after another unexpectedly.

Wei Jingzun grabbed the thread in front of the next house in time and did not fall, but he didn't hold Ah Zhuo, and jumped down with him again. The thread in his hand flicked a few times and finally broke.

Under the big hole, there is no brushwork to know the realm, and there is only darkness around, and there is no end to it.

Ah Zhuo was caught by Jing Zun, and curiously asked him what he had just caught. Jing Zun was very embarrassed and said that it was a lion in front of the door who cut corners and was too lazy to paint and only sketched lines.

These words reminded Ah Zhuo: "Since it is in the painting, all the lines and paints can come true. Can some painting now catch us?"

It's just that he didn't bring a pen. Fortunately, Yan Shuanghong carried the Four Treasures of the Study with him. Hearing this, he threw a pen over. A Zhuo quickly drew a kite, wobbled to catch the two of them, and the kite really carried it up. At the same time, Yan Shuanghong also finished drawing a wild goose, and caught Hu Yiqing, and the two quickly drew some flying birds and flying boats, and lifted the others up.

However, there was no place to stay on it, so the two urgently repainted the road to repair the big hole, but the painting speed could not keep up with the damage, and just finished writing, another big hole was stepped on the road, and the group couldn't reach the exit at all.

"This is not the way." Yan Shuanghong wanted to share a few pens with the people around her and ask them to help them mend them together. It happened that Yan E was next to her, and she gave up the pen as soon as she handed it over.

You don’t know what will change if the painting doesn’t look like it, so don’t take risks.

When the pen was withdrawn, it was accepted by Meng Ximao, and he said: "Although I am not good at it, I have learned it, so you can give it a try."

"That's right, why did I forget you." Yan Shuanghong nodded, a son of a famous family, he knows some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The two of them continued to repair the road. Jing Zun looked up and hugged Ah Zhuo: "I need your help."

"What can I say to help, I should do it." A Zhuo replied, Jing Zun took him up into the air, and passed by the giant, the giant stretched out his hand and brought a violent palm wind, the two figures flashed, He jumped up again.

The giant seemed annoyed, and kept reaching out to grab it.

Jing Zun dodged one by one, and then passed the other person's eyes. The two of them moved forward slowly. Every step they moved made a big hole in the ground. Fighting, fortunately, these people are easy to fight, they fall down when they hit the knife, and they turn into paper people floating around, but there are too many people, which is quite annoying. After the fight, Yan E couldn't help complaining: "I said the demon king , why didn't you throw out all your ideas at the beginning?"

The ink dots are all possessed by the disciples, and the disciples will automatically return to ink as soon as they leave the body, but these well-drawn paintings cannot be possessed, and now they have become obstacles.

Xuan Yan said: "Believe it or not, if I had thrown all my ink ideas, our painting would have failed at the beginning."

Jing Zun passed quickly in mid-air and had already led the two giants together. He hugged Ah Zhu tightly: "I need you to draw a cage around them."

"it is good."

"Then hold me tight."

"Yeah." A Zhuo hugged his waist tightly and rubbed against his neck by the way.

He almost lost his flight, and coughed twice to divert his attention: "Then according to the trend of your painting, we will go in whichever direction you say."

"Okay, let's draw first..." Ah Zhuo checked with his eyes, "Start from the upper right."

"Let's go." Jing Zun led him to the upper right, and Ah Zhuo hung his pen in the air, and tapped an ink.

"Further to the left."

"it is good."

"center."

"Ah."

"The frame is complete, and the blank space in the middle needs to be filled, but I can't measure the proportion."

"Does it have to be precise?"

"If you want to be strong, you have to be precise, otherwise it's just a show, and they will shatter it with one palm."

Jing Zun looked down, brought him down to the pavilion, and picked up the chessboard through the curtain: "Can this be emulated?"

"can."

"Okay." He took the chessboard away, and slapped his palm in front of the frame. The black and white chess pieces were hanging in the blank space in the frame, which was the intersection point of each horizontal and vertical line on the chessboard. A frame like a chessboard traps the giant inside.

The giant was restrained, no matter how much it roared, it couldn't be knocked away.

The person in the painting was almost beaten, and the road was not repaired completely. Fortunately, as long as the person does not fall, it will be fine. After the two of them landed, everyone went to the archway.

However, there was still some reluctance in the end, Yan E, Xuan Yan and other disciples of the two main peaks looked back helplessly: "Isn't our master coming back?"

"It's okay for them to protect themselves, but they were taken advantage of to protect our minds." Changsheng explained, and said sadly, "It's true that they can't come back."

Jing Zun recalled that when he asked to resign from Yanshan, he looked back on the steps and saw the two of them.

At that time, I didn't think that would be the last time.

Chang Sheng suddenly remembered something, and said to the long bell: "The head master told the three of us before he lost his mind, that someone has received the Immortal Palm Order, and this person will succeed him as the head teacher, remember?"

"Of course I remember, the command..."

A Zhuo suspiciously took off the palm order from his waist, which was hung on him by Jiang Xuexing back then: "Is it this?"

"Exactly, so to speak..." Several people were stunned for a moment, "Junior Brother Jiang, you are the head teacher of Zhao Yanshan, the head teacher is above, and you will be worshipped by your disciples."

"No, no, I'm not." Ah Ju was at a loss, and cast a begging look at Jing Zun, but he just couldn't find a chance to return the property to its original owner.

Jing Zun was about to speak, but suddenly he heard the sound of rumbling behind him.

Looking back, I saw that the archway was slowly collapsing, blocking the exit, and everyone rushed towards the exit before they had time to talk.

However, the speed of the collapse was too fast. Seeing that the light circle was about to dim, when several people approached, the exit was completely sealed.

"What can we do, we can't get out?"

"Stand back." Jing Zun raised his hand.

Everyone stepped back a little to see that he raised the Jade Halberd and held it tightly in his hand. The light suddenly appeared, and he stabbed in with a halberd. With a "bang", the boulder shattered and the circle of light came into the sky again.

"Let's go." He turned around and held Ah Ju, and everyone stepped forward and jumped out of the circle of light.

Returning to the familiar fairy gate, there are several holes missing in the big picture scroll. Jing Zun waved his sleeves, and a flame burned the scroll cleanly. The pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, bustling city, and the giant in the frame were all gone.

Zhaoyan Mountain still dances with cranes and phoenixes, surrounded by haze.

All the disciples did not leave, they stood under the painting and waited for the people who rescued them to come out, and when they saw a few people walking out, they all kowtowed to the Prime Minister to thank them.

Chang Sheng recalled what he had said before: "All disciples listen to the order, the head teacher has made Jiang Xiaojun succeed him, and he will be our new head teacher from now on."

All the disciples continued to kowtow: "I pay my respects to Headmaster Jiang."

"I'm really not." Ah Zhuo couldn't bear it, "It was just an accident."

Still a bad accident.

"The master master of this accident has already investigated it, which means that he approves of you, Junior Brother Jiang, you don't have to shirk it."

Ah Zhuo looked at the people around him.

Jing Zun said: "It's all right."

"But..." Ah Zhuo gritted his teeth, "Don't you all know that the trapped paintings are all the fault of our mermaid clan?"

"Xianmen has never regarded the mermaid race as an enemy, and it is their responsibility to not bear them to do harm to the world."

Ah Zhuo was silent for a while, then smiled knowingly: "Even so, I still can't be the head teacher."

"What are you worried about? Are you afraid that the fairy gate will tie you up and prevent you from entering the gate of the demon clan?" Yan E teased.

Changsheng listened, and quickly said: "Isn't the marriage between the immortal and the devil more joyful?"

Ah Zhuo's face flushed suddenly: "I really don't know anything..."

"I won't ask your senior brother." Yan E continued, "Don't you know that your senior brother also contributed a lot when Mu Lin went to the Immortal Creation, Zhaoyan Mountain. At that time, there was no clear distinction between immortals and demons."

"Really?" Ah Zhuo looked at Jing Zun in astonishment.

Jing Zun waved his hand: "Don't pull me out." Then he said softly to A Zhuo, "You can do it if you want, it's okay if you don't want to."

"Of course I don't want to. I don't want to take up the time with you."

There was silence for a moment, and the surroundings seemed to be infected. Coughing sounded one after another, and after a while, they whispered again, with some laughter.

Ah Zhuo frowned: [Don't just laugh, I really can't be that. ]

Everyone is still laughing.

The mountain wind is blowing, and the distant water is in an uproar.

Amidst the laughter, a rapid stream of light suddenly shot out from the void, Jing Zun raised his hand to hold it, and spread out his palm, a triangular piece of copper fell on it, coiled with complicated patterns.

At the same time, Yan E and Xuan Yan also received the same copper piece.

There is still a piece of floating, as if I don't know whose hands it will fall into.

"This is the Summoning Order of the Six Realms, and that one is for the Immortal Sect, Junior Brother Jiang, no matter whether you are the head teacher or not, the order is on you, you can take it first."

A Ju received it in his hand, and the four copper pieces each condensed light, converging in the center to form a small vortex.

"What is the Summoning Order of the Six Realms?" Ah Zhu didn't quite understand.

Jing Zun said: "It is said that it is the six realms, but in fact only the five realms have obtained this copper piece, and there is no human world. When the six realms first appeared, the human world is the root of all walks of life. No matter which realm we are, the most representative form is still the human form. They are It is a very intelligent world, but it happens to be a world without the ability to change spiritual power and magic power. At that time, all walks of life stipulated that the safety of the world should be the first. In ancient times, the land of nothingness would not appear in the world, but if the world is in trouble, the order will be issued, and those who get the order must help the world."

"So is there any difficulty in the world?"

"Mostly."

"The Demon Race, the Immortal Gate, the Ghost Realm, and the Demon Realm, these are four pieces of copper. Don't they mean that the five realms protect the world together?"

Several people looked at each other, and they all had some guesses: "I'm afraid that this crisis in the world is just coming from the upper realm."

They saw some phantoms appearing in the vortex, and a black shadow was pressing down on the world.

"It's a demon." Ah Zhuo was startled.

"That's right, it was the inner demons that were expelled from the mermaids. The upper realm finally chose the human world as the carrier."

"Are they so afraid of their own demons that they would rather destroy the world than take it back?"

"I'm very afraid of being disturbed. In the final analysis, I'm still worried that my character will not be firm." Jing Zun looked around at the few people, "Since the summoning order has been received, do you want to take a trip to this world?"

"necessary."

The disciples of the immortal sect who had not yet dispersed also said in unison: "We are going too, it is the mission of the immortal sect to protect our common people."

"Then my disciple from the ghost world must go with me." Yan E raised his hand and said.

"The demon clan is also going."

"Disciples of the Demon Race will never be absent."

"Okay, I will wait for disciples from all walks of life to go to the world together!"

After a while, disciples of all ethnic groups gathered at the foot of Zhaoyan Mountain, and several circles of light shone brightly, passing through the circle of light, they were reaching the sky above the noisy and busy city in the world.

It was early morning at this time, the drums for the opening of the market sounded for the second time, the city gates creaked and opened, the carriages going into the city slowly walked up the market with their bells ringing, the shops opened one after another, and people kept shouting for business in front of teahouses and restaurants. After a while it was bustling with people.

The sparkling sunlight was blocked by some clouds, and the passers-by looked up: "It was fine just now, why did it suddenly become cloudy, the weather is not so good today, maybe it's going to rain."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this small shop welcomes everyone to take shelter from the rain, and provide free refreshments." Some shopkeepers took advantage of this to attract customers.

On the dense layer of clouds, several black shadows fell from the sky. Disciples from all walks of life stood on the clouds and knocked back the black shadows in time.

The people below could only see the clouds moving, and the sun sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

The black shadow fell back shortly after being hit, and some disciples exclaimed: "What if you can't retreat?"

"If you don't fight back, you have to fight. In short, none of them can fall into the world." Another disciple next to him replied.

"Their fate is between the eyebrows." Ah Zhuo said loudly.

The disciples from all walks of life took orders, quickly grabbed the black shadow life gate, and pierced it between the eyebrows with their weapons.

It's just that the inner demons without a carrier cannot be dissipated. They were driven away from the hands of the disciples on one side, and then wandered to the other side in an instant. .

The people sheltering from the rain looked up for a long time, and saw thunder and lightning kept coming down, but none of them hit the ground. They couldn't help but looked at each other curiously. The weather is so strange, will it rain?

On the layer of clouds, Yan E found Jing Zun, and flicked his mask: "I can't break it up, this is no way at all, it just consumes everyone's physical strength for no reason."

Jing Zun wore a mask today, and he looked up through the black patterned mask: "Do they still want to keep it?"

"What, who?"

Before waiting for a reply, Jing Zun had disappeared from sight.

The strong cold wind blew up his clothes, and the black robe was embroidered with plum blossoms. He passed over the group of disciples, flew under the dome, raised the halberd of knowledge, and attracted the light of the sky.

The Zhitu halberd flashed light suddenly, and the disciples looked at each other in astonishment, but under the light, Jing Zun stabbed at the sky.

The light suddenly increased so much that everyone could barely open their eyes, a crack was pierced in the sky, he pressed the Pathfinder Halberd in again, the crack broke open, countless streams of light poured down, and in an instant several spiritual arts wrapped him up like a rain curtain.

Everyone was shocked and dared not speak: "Master Mozun pierced the sky!"

"Such an upper realm should not be left behind!"

"But... this is the way of heaven in our place, can we fight against the way of heaven?"

"Why not?"

"That's right, why not!"

The Ling Jue sent out countless light seals, Jing Zun's eyes were stern, and when the light seal invaded, he closed his eyes, looked at the spiritual platform, found the shining center of the Ling Jue, and swung his halberd down!

The stream of light dimmed, and the surrounding sounds suddenly fell silent. He opened his eyes but saw the void everywhere, and after a while, he heard the sound of the scripture wooden fish.

He closed his eyes again and closed his ears again, the seal in the scriptures wandered across his body, he stood holding his halberd, and slowly raised his hand, feeling the wandering seal rushing towards him, he took a step back suddenly, Thrust forward!

The gust of wind stopped suddenly.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, the beating of the wooden fish became more intense, the streamer reappeared and swam away rapidly, Dao Dao Ling Jue surrounded him, and suddenly rushed into his body together.

With a snap, the mask shattered.

"Senior brother!" Ah Zhuo's heart suddenly twitched, and when he wanted to go forward, he was held tightly by the people around him.

Suddenly, the streamer pierced Jing Zun's body, and after a while, no one could be seen.

The eyes of the people below showed sadness, and suddenly a golden light pierced through the spirit formation and shot straight into the sky. The Journey Halberd descended from the sky amidst the golden light, pierced into the encircling seal, and burst apart Shine brightly.

The sound of the wooden fish stopped instantly, the stream of dharma seal disappeared, the halberd of knowing the way spun, Jing Zun's body reappeared, and the clothes and hair fluttered with the wind.

"He has become one with Zhituji's soul!" All the disciples exclaimed.

"Cultivating the spirit weapon into the body, this is still a spell in ancient legends. I have never seen anyone succeed, even those who ascended to the upper realm, do not have this ability!"

Jing Zun stood still, held the halberd and stabbed the sky again, several white shadows flew out, gathered together, and quickly drifted to the distance. Yan turned the direction, and he drew barriers on all sides, trapping the white mist in it, and saw him roll up overwhelming light from above the barriers.

At that time, the sky was as dark as night and the wind continued to rage, there was a roar from the distant mountains, the sea water was turbulent and rolling, and the light that stirred the world in all directions suddenly pressed down!

With a "boom", the barriers on all sides shattered.

The smoke and dust dissipated in the middle, and there was no trace of it anymore.

The rays of light were completely absorbed, the roar stopped, and the waves gradually calmed down.

The disciples from all walks of life were shocked: "Really dissipated the way of heaven...?"

"That's right, the primordial spirits of the upper realm turned into smoke and dust, and gathered together to escape, but they couldn't escape after all."

"The Millennium Injustice Case of the Merman Clan is brought to light." Someone bowed to Ah Zhuo.

Ah Zhuo thanked him, and he floated up to the clouds and looked at the South China Sea: "From then on, our people are upright, and the stormy waves step on our feet, and we swim freely in the boundless sea!"

"Yes, what all walks of life owe to the Merman Race, I promise from now on that I will never disturb them."

Ah Zhuo nodded, and then looked at his senior brother, at the figure surrounded by light.

He thought, confronting the way of heaven, this is still fulfilled here, he didn't completely occupy the plot of his senior brother, his senior brother is still shaking the world!

Another person asked in my ear: "So, from now on, who do we regard as the way of heaven?"

"What do you think?" the bystander asked.

This disciple thought for a long time: "Master Mozun?"

"No, it's us."

"what?"

"We are our own gods!"