He Xianzun's Centennial Itch

Liu Shu swallowed, the immortal in front of him clearly looked sober and calm, but somehow he felt that their "Queen" was a little crazy.

The jade bottle in Xie Yunlian's hand was not known to be a magic weapon, and he contained all the phoenix blood without falling. He closed the lid, picked up the natal sword that fell aside, stood up, and never went to Xie Yin's body from the beginning to the end. Take a look and walk into the depths of the abyss.

The blue back gradually receded, and the turbid black air in the abyss was stained with a dull background. The person in the distance was like a rusted long sword, clearly tall and firm, but it seemed to be broken at any time.

The big butler felt startled, subconsciously wanted to follow, but found that the immortal was nowhere to be found.

The seal of the extreme abyss was broken, and the turbid air, which was redundant and difficult to dispel, found a more spacious world, gushed out at an extremely fast speed, and within three days, it crossed the range of the demon realm and rushed to the mortal world.

Fortunately, the realm of comprehension is large enough, and only one demon realm is much wider than Jiyuan. The turbid air overflows is not as thick as the bottom of Jiyuan, and other races can survive.

It's just that there are more Xianzong cultivators trapped in inner demons, and mortal chaos occurs more frequently. In comparison, those evil cultivators who come out along with the turbid qi are more difficult.

All the masters of the Xianzong were worried, and tried various methods within a few months. I don't know how many seals were pasted on the original sealed stone pillars, but the effect was better than nothing.

"Over the past 1000 years, the unbalanced situation of turbidity and turbidity has been accumulated and difficult to recover. Jiyuan is already overwhelmed. If it weren't for Pavilion Master Xiao who built an academy in Jiuque more than 100 years ago, the situation would have been even worse." A Mahayana monk who has lived for thousands of years said.

Xianzong has noticed the imbalance of turbidity for a long time, and has made various attempts for it. However, the only one that has had a significant effect so far is only more than 100 years ago. Qi, to help Jiuque vitality.

Jiuque Academy was born from this.

Hearing this, someone sighed: "The matter has come to this point, and it will be difficult for us to solve it with human resources. It is better to wait and see."

The atmosphere was a little depressed, and the first monk in green put down the array he was adjusting, and said lightly: "What Mr. Du said is true, but there is one thing you don't know."

Everyone stopped discussing and turned their heads to look at the Kunlun Sect Master, who was far from being old but was firmly seated at the head of the Immortal Sect with his strong wrist.

"100 years ago, the imbalance of turbidity and turbidity eased, and Jiuque Academy was not the main cause." Gui Yunji glanced at everyone's faces, and all of them present were the important seniors of Xianzong. Going to the bottom of the eyes: "Do you still remember, Dongling Immortal Gate, Lu Qingduan?"

"Naturally." Someone said: "The Lu family entered the spirit devouring formation, even if thousands of years pass, it will be engraved in the history of the immortals, and they will never forget it."

Gui Yunji wanted to laugh, but he looked at the person who spoke, but he just nodded calmly, and then continued: "It's not just that. After Ye An's array was destroyed, he tried to take the body of the phoenix to control the body of the true spirit." She, more than a thousand people sacrifice their souls to refine the evil formation, and the whole Lu family will be among them."

The crowd was in an uproar, and some of their faces showed unbearable expressions.

Unbearable, unable to help, and feeling overwhelmed by the fact that the sky is falling and being held back by others, it is no different from the day when Dongling's clan was wiped out.

Gui Yunji's interest suddenly faded, and he rubbed his fingertips repeatedly on the silver array.

"Lu Qingduan still has a remnant soul in the world. Originally, if he was nourished with the bones of Bai Ze, he might be able to reshape his Taoist body, but he..." He paused when he said this, and he didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogation. Swallowing back his comments, he only stated the facts plainly: "Bai Ze is an ancient divine beast. His body was buried in Dongling, with only a rib in his heart. It was nurtured by the Lu family for generations and gave birth to divinity. 100 years ago, Lu Qingduan The soul enters Bai Ze's bone, connects with Bai Ze's corpse, absorbs and transforms the redundant turbidity of the abyss, and enters the human world little by little."

"As for Jiuque Academy... the youngest son of the Lu family in Dongling, his name is Lu Qingyuan, he doesn't like the way of reckoning, he left home when he was young, his pseudonym is Xiao Fengyue, and he aspires to be a dandy among gold and jade piles." Gui Yunji said this Chu couldn't help but bend the corner of his lips, and there was a sarcasm in his extremely soft voice: "But I don't want to be the only survivor of the Lu family."

He didn't go on talking, the people present are all old monsters who have lived thousands of years, how can they not hear his subtext?

Lu's family destroys the evil main cultivation base, the patriarch sacrifices his life to transform the abyss of turbidity, and the only survivor works hard to activate the vitality of Jiuque - Jiuque is a place where there are many races of gods and beasts, breaking into it to build an academy is far from what it sounds like Simple.

Everyone in the cultivation world has to accept the great kindness of the Lu family.

In the silence of the crowd, Gui Yunji said slowly: "The things of the past are over, and I mentioned this to you not because I want to win a posthumous reputation for Lu Qingduan."

He said so, but in fact it was not the case at all.

Some people murmured in their hearts, while others really admired it in their hearts. For a while, they praised and appreciated, and all kinds of words filled the whole hall.

Gui Yunji watched quietly, waiting for everyone to feel sorry for him, he also returned to his usual calm expression, fiddled with the silver-white formation disk with his fingertips, the breath of the peak of Mahayana leaked from the formation disk for a moment, and then restrained The clean, gentle tone was inexplicably filled with a bit of indescribability: "It was just 400 years ago, someone stood in the front and put an end to the two catastrophes in the cultivation world. Now the entire Lu family is dead. It’s kind of not working.”

The monk who had said "wait and see what happens" looked ugly, but due to the identity and cultivation level of the Kunlun suzerain, he did not make a sound.

When did Gui Yunji achieve the peak Mahayana cultivation?Many people here are secretly muttering in their hearts.

"I'm ashamed that I didn't know about this secret. Fortunately, the suzerain and Patriarch Lu have a close personal relationship, so that this righteous act will not be dusted." The first person who spoke, Du Lao, made a face-saving round of the matter with a smile. Pushing it back: "It's just that in the past few months, you comrades have tried many methods, and even returning to the suzerain is not less busy. Now that things are going on, what should be done to solve the matter of the abyss?"

Gui Yunji was not surprised by the old trickster's words, and he was not polite when he heard the words, and said directly: "For the current plan, it is better to block it than to block it. Since the extreme abyss is difficult to seal, why not follow Lu Qingduan's method and let us guide the spiritual energy?" where?"

Everyone looked at each other, and someone asked: "The suzerain's words are reasonable, but how can this be done?"

"Let's see, the evil lord Ye An built the 'Wanmin Pagoda' in the world before. After thinking hard for a long time, I finally figured out the role of these towers. With the nine towers as the eyes of the array, the mortal world is used as the array to absorb the vitality of the people. .”

As he said that, Gui Yun sent his fingertips, and a huge phantom appeared on the array, and the nine towers above the phantom slid with his fingertips to form a line.

"Fortunately, the demon king was involved in the danger and ruined Ye An's conspiracy, but the method of the nine towers can be used for reference."

He tapped again with his fingertips, and the transformations that had been recorded in the formation board emerged, and the range of the formation board expanded to include the Immortal Sect Demon Realm, and nine brand new towers stood on it.

Gui Yunji slowly stated the ultimate goal: "Use the entire comprehension world as an array to build nine pagodas to replace Jiyuan and Jiuque, and guide the pure and turbid air."

"Idiots talking about dreams!" Someone jumped up and said, "Jiuque and Jiyuan are born in response to the two qi of yin and yang. Although they are born in the way of heaven, they are beyond the reach of human beings. It is often heard that those who are good at formations are used to conceit. Two, this arrogance that regards the world as the disk is not too much."

Gui Yunji glanced lightly around, fiddling with the array with his fingertips, without saying a word.

No one spoke for a while, the man flicked his sleeves and sat back, and the fluctuations of the sound transmission of the spiritual consciousness jumped up everywhere.

After a while, an old man with white hair coughed lightly, and Gui Yunji turned his gaze. The old man's surname was Ji, the grand elder of Yunshan Sword Sect, and he lived for thousands of years. Apart from Xie Yunlian, he is the only cultivator who is still active in the field of self-cultivation today.

Elder Ji said slowly: "I'm afraid it's not so easy to build the nine pagodas that the suzerain said?"

"Exactly." Gui Yun sent: "The Nine Pagodas need to bear the pure and turbid air. According to common sense, countless precious materials are required, and it takes the power of the real world to build it."

The monk who raised the case earlier sneered, and everyone's eyes changed a little.

To put it bluntly, what all cultivators seek is Dao and ascension. Although the closure of Jiyuan is a disaster, whether it is turbid qi or evil cultivation, it will have limited influence on the power here, and more will affect the common people , Later generations.

But the resources are different, how can you ascend without resources?What else do you want Zongmen to do?

Not everyone is like the Lu family, who is always with Bai Ze's body, and the compassion in his temperament is almost passed down from generation to generation.

Elder Ji's expression also showed disapproval, and when he was about to say something, he listened to Gui Yunji and said: "But it's too costly."

Elder Ji swallowed his words again, and Gui Yunji continued.

"The pagoda was built with monks, and the building materials were repeatedly tempered with spiritual power. Then there were nine Mahayana monks sitting in the pagoda to balance the power of turbidity. When all the nine pagodas are completed, there will be a circulation of spiritual power between the nine pagodas, and there will be no need for monks to guard them." " Gui Yunji paused for a moment to give everyone time to think, and then cast the bait: "Although this method takes a long time, it doesn't cost too much. It is also a kind of experience."

The spiritual energy of the world is concentrated in the nine towers by manpower. Needless to say, the spiritual power of the nine towers is so strong, even if there is some turbid energy, so what, it should be cultivated.

It only takes a little time to make an attempt with no loss. Once successful, the benefits of aura, cultivation, and merit can almost make the town tower cultivator soar in place.

Even the cultivator who had complained about him before was silent.

Gui Yunji sneered slightly in his heart, and stood up: "This is a big matter, fellow Taoists, please discuss it slowly, I still have to take a step ahead."

Someone was moved by the matter of the Nine Pagodas, and wanted to ask a few more questions, and said, "What's the matter with returning to the suzerain, do you need help?"

With a slight smile on the corner of Gui Yunji's lips, he nodded to the man to express his gratitude, but said in his mouth: "No need, it's just my careless junior who has stayed in the abyss for too long, it's time to put it away." He brought it back."

When everyone heard this, some faces became strange.

On that day, the stone pillar of Jiyuan seal was shattered, and the demon king and the evil lord were trapped under the robbery cloud. The evil lord died and the demon lord disappeared.

Since then, the immortal has entered the abyss and has not come out so far.

Even now, the turbid air from the abyss is overflowing, which is not as dangerous as it used to be, but it is not something other races other than the demons can resist.

In the past half a year, regardless of the foundation of his own cultivation, he searched for the whereabouts of the Demon Lord against the erosion of the turbid air. Anyone who heard about this, thinking of the rumors about the relationship between the Immortal Lord and the Demon Lord some time ago, all sighed with emotion. deep.

Others who don't care about Fengyue's affairs feel emotional in their hearts when they hear the words, and return to Yunji, who is young and unfathomable. They don't mention today's daring plan of the Nine Towers. But what he said was just "uneasy junior".

Gui Yunji left the group of "comrades of the Immortal Sect" and went down to Jiyuan. He had his own way to find Xie Yunlian's trace.

Half a year has passed, and Ji Yuanxia is still as groggy as before.After all, it is the most yin land born with the way of heaven, even if the seal is released, it will not affect the source of the world to continuously absorb the turbidity of the world.

Gui Yunji was a little surprised when he found Xie Yunlian.

It's not that the Immortal Venerable has been in ragged clothes since he wandered for half a year. On the contrary, the Immortal Venerable is as dignified as ever. It seems that even every corner of his clothes and every strand of hair is in the most appropriate position. Such a sinister place seemed out of place.

It's like going to meet your sweetheart.

It's just that if you look closely, he is almost stubbornly walking in one direction, and the distance of each step is similar, like a body without a soul.

However, it wasn't just these things that surprised Gui Yunji, but the black hair that turned into snow.

Maybe it's because the heart demon has not healed and the turbidity is induced to damage the foundation, or it's just the simplest sentence that is trapped by love.

Gui Yun stood behind Xie Yunlian with his hands covered, his expression was inexplicable, he watched quietly for a while, until Xie Yunlian's figure was about to disappear from his sight, he called out: "Junior brother."

Xie Yunlian stopped in his tracks, but didn't look back.

"There is the fire of Nirvana in the soul of the phoenix, which is almost immortal." Gui Yunji said slowly: "The devil is just missing, why are you here?"

Xie Yunlian was silent for a long time. He kept his eyes on the front, and spoke for a long time, his voice was hoarse: "There are still five days."

"what?"

"Search the entire abyss."

"He may not be here."

"Maybe it is."

Gui Yunji wanted to ask what was the point of this, but on second thought, his unpromising younger brother might answer "I'm afraid he's cold".

Thinking of this, Gui Yunji could only remain silent.

"Brother, go back, don't worry about me." Xie Yunlian still didn't turn his head, he stepped forward, his voice was still hoarse, Gui Yunji realized that maybe it wasn't because he hadn't spoken for too long, a hopeless junior seemed like Thinking of something, that broken gong voice could still bring out some gentle air, and it was transmitted along the thick and suffocating foul air of Jiyuan: "Phoenix is ​​immortal, I have to wait for him to come back to me."

He felt a little cold.

Someone was talking in his ear, chattering endlessly, very noisy, disturbing his slumber.

"Master...Little Martial Uncle..."

"Demon Realm... news from Liu Shu, some... do you want to go?"

"Then what about the Nine Pagodas? Master, you want... the master said... to rest..."

"No need."

Another voice came, this voice was very nice, like a clear spring, it instantly quenched the irritability of being woken up, he pricked up his ears, trying to hear more clearly.

"Where did the evil cultivators cause the chaos a few days ago?" the man said again.

"The mortal world." The noisy one was a little reluctant: "Master, you really should take a rest."

The man didn't answer.

Is that person not resting well?

He thought blankly.

With the recovery of hearing, the consciousness gradually became a little clear, and the surroundings were dark and cold. Where is this?

Also, who am I?

Suddenly, a pair of hands touched him, and the temperature of the palm made him tremble, and he heard a soft "Dang".

"Eh? Master, what's the matter with your natal sword? Why did it shake?" The noisy man seemed to have found a shocking event, trying to attract the attention of others: "Can I touch it?"

What natal sword?The one being touched is clearly me!

Wait, what is this gentleman?

Before he could figure it out, those warm hands came over again, touching his whole body.

How, how can this be so!

Frivolous people!

"Master, it's really shaking!" The noisy man said again: "Is this natal sword alive? I heard that before the sword is alive, it needs to be placed in the dantian to warm it up, just like a woman in the world who is pregnant with Liujia , don't move rashly and start the fetus... No, sword qi. Master, your natal sword is about to give birth, so you should find someone else for this matter of eliminating evil."

What moved the tire gas!

What crazy words did this disciple of Meng Lang's disciple speak!

He was so angry that he just wanted to stare at the master and apprentice.

I don't know if the thought was too strong, but his eyes suddenly lit up, the snow-colored long hair came into sight first.

His heart skipped a beat.

The thought of "what is the core" flashed in his mind, and he had no time to think about it, so he faced a handsome face.

It should be a handsome face, just a silhouette is amazing.

He wondered uncertainly, if only he could show his eyes, why is such a beauty covered in black silk?

The author has something to say: People can't talk big

If you talk big, you will get angry until now because you want to write Phoenix alive. Four thousand six, it is my effort for love 〒▽〒

And, for the love of whiteheads, my friends called me dirty after reading it, I know woo woo woo woo, but I’m a dirt dog