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Finally, the two separated.

That day, the dusk was particularly beautiful, with red clouds all over the sky, dyeing the earth blood red.

Su Chen was also preparing to leave Pingyang City. For him, Pingyang City had a different status in his heart. He would always remember this city and Ning Yan.

Ning Yan's appearance was not really stunning, and was worse than Lin Yimeng, but she was the woman who impressed Su Chen the most.

And he also firmly believed that the two would meet again in the future.

When Su Chen was about to leave Pingyang City, there was a sound of wailing in the distance, and there were people around.

He turned his head and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

In the middle of the group were the two Taoist priests he had met before, and the one who was crying was the disciple of Zi Yang Zhenren.

His disciple was like a spitting child, crying and making a fuss on the ground.

Zi Yang Zhenren's face was full of solemnity. He noticed that the Tao rhyme was flowing in his disciple. This was the critical moment to kill the corpse, otherwise there would be no such great emotional fluctuations.

The passers-by around were also somewhat shocked to see an old Taoist crying non-stop.

However, this kind of thing was also new to see, and the crowd soon gradually dispersed.

Su Chen walked up slowly, and Zi Yang Zhenren immediately found Su Chen, and he slightly bowed to greet him.

"See you again."

Su Chen found a step a few meters away from Zi Yang Zhenren and sat down, looking at the old Taoist with a calm expression, and then he said:

"To kill the corpse, you need to find the thing that you are most obsessed with. Your disciple stopped in Pingyang City, and it seems that this is the opportunity."

Hearing this, Zi Yang Zhenren sighed helplessly, and he glanced at the old Taoist, and the sadness on his face became even worse.

"Unfortunately, it's difficult!"

"Before my disciple became my disciple, he was just an ordinary person in Pingyang City. At that time, he fell in love with a woman, but the other party was a lady from a high-ranking family."

"Although the two were very affectionate, they still didn't get together in the end. In the end, the woman was forced by her family to marry another man."

Su Chen frowned and asked curiously: "What about the woman?"

"Dead!"

Zi Yang Zhenren shook his head and sighed: "Both the woman and the family behind her have been annihilated. This happened ten thousand years ago."

Ten thousand years!

Su Chen frowned immediately. Doesn't that mean Pingyang City has existed for ten thousand years?

Is Pingyang City so old?

But this is normal. In this world, ten thousand years is not particularly long.

It's the same as the iron-clad country and the changing dynasties.

Compared with ten thousand years ago, the forces in Pingyang City may have changed batches.

Zi Yang Zhenren said helplessly: "The one who tied the bell must be the one who untied it. My disciple can't get over the hurdle in his heart without someone to untie it."

"It's dangerous to kill the corpse."

Su Chen fell into silence after hearing this. It seems that it is indeed difficult.

He looked at the old Taoist. At this moment, the Dao rhyme fluctuations on his body began to fluctuate violently.

Obviously, if he continues to develop, he will definitely fail.

Zi Yang Zhenren sat on the ground powerlessly. He has put a lot of effort into this disciple and regards him as his only relative.

Now seeing that his disciple is about to die, he feels very uncomfortable.

Chopping the corpse, although after failure, the spiritual wisdom will be completely lost and become a stupid person, but in fact there is no difference from death.

Isn't this just like becoming a body without a soul?

Time passed by minute by minute, and the old Taoist stopped crying. He sat on the ground with a blank look in his eyes, and his expression was a little wooden.

If he continued like this, he would definitely not be able to successfully kill the corpse.

True Man Zi Yang looked at the sky, his eyes also became somewhat sentimental.

After countless years of practicing Taoism, almost all of his friends, relatives and clansmen have died.

His disciple can be said to be the only relative in this world.

And now, he has to watch his close ones gradually die.

For a moment, True Man Zi Yang's heart was filled with endless sadness. Although he looked extremely young, he was like an old and powerless old man at this moment.

True Man Zi Yang smiled bitterly and asked himself a soul-searching question: "What is the purpose of practicing Taoism?"

Su Chen also fell into silence.

There are actually many purposes for practicing Taoism. Some people simply like to practice and want to pursue a stronger cultivation.

But most people are not so pure. Most of these people practice for their relatives and clansmen, to protect the people around them, or to make them live a happy and healthy life.

There is actually nothing wrong with both.

But it is obvious that the former is more likely to go further on the road of practicing Taoism because their Taoism heart is purer.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

Sometimes the power of love is infinite, and it can burst out amazing power, so Su Chen feels that there is no difference between the two.

From Zi Yang Zhenren's face, it can be seen that he is very confused. Obviously, he is not the kind of person who simply likes to practice Taoism. He is more inclined to the latter.

A person practices Taoism for his relatives, but now that his relatives are about to pass away, it is normal for him to become a little confused.

Su Chen slowly stood up and said lightly:

"Meeting is fate. If so, then I will give you a chance."

After the words fell, the originally chaotic Tao Yun in the old Taoist body became solid again, and his aura became much stronger than before.

Gradually, the old Taoist's eyes returned to clarity, without the dull feeling before.

The old Taoist looked at the surrounding scene with confusion in his eyes:

"What... happened?"

"Did I successfully kill the corpse?"

At this moment, Master Ziyang also reacted. He stood up suddenly, with a look of horror in his eyes.

How is that possible!

Su Chen was able to forcefully intervene and kill three corpses!

You must know that killing three corpses is the rule of heaven's operation. No one can violate it, not even the Holy Lord can do it.

Could it be...he is in that realm! ?

Above the Saints, the Ancient Saint!

Only this realm can interfere with the movement of heaven. It is naturally not difficult to interfere with others and kill three corpses.

But the monks who can reach this level are all strong men. It is impossible for them to be so unknown. Why has he never heard of the name Su Chen?

Master Ziyang turned his head and looked at Su Chen, but he had already disappeared.

Come without a trace, go without a trace.

A peerless strong man!

His eyes were extremely solemn, this kindness must be repaid.

Taoists pay most attention to cause and effect.

Su Chen saved his disciple. Such a great kindness must be repaid even if it costs his life.

"Jinghong City, Su Family!"

After just thinking for a moment, Master Ziyang decided to go to Wangyun Mountain as his next stop.

There are only two masters and disciples in Jiuyun Taoist Temple, so there is no difference between them in any place.

As far as he knew, the Su family was not very strong, not even in the Guiyuan realm.

It would be better to sit in Wangyun Mountain for the rest of the time. His cultivation level is not bad. It would be a repayment to bless the Su family and help Su Chen guide the cultivation of the family.

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