The warm morning sun shines into Tianxuan Pavilion and also shines on the pretty face of the jade man on the bed.

Qingyu got up, put on his clothes, leaned down and kissed Xuan Zhen on his forehead, and whispered with his white earlobes: "I want to go out, at least half a month, and at most one month."

Xuan Zhen suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Qingyu quietly for a while, then closed her eyes and said, "Yes."

She seemed to see some kind of determination in Qingyu's eyes, some kind of determination that made her worry.

However, as a partner, the most important thing to do at this time is to support it. She can only support it.

"Don't worry, I'll be back." Qingyu put a flag on his hand and turned around and walked out of Tianxuan Pavilion.

After a month, Qing Yu adjusted and sorted it out and carried the powerful soul of the Taoist realm to carry the thousands of years of memories given by Emperor Qi Tian.

How much benefit did these ten thousand years of memory bring to Qingyu?

You will know that Qingyu decided to go out and go against those two people now.

Yes, Qingyu is going out to face the Taoist ancestor, and the Buddha is because he has gained countless enlightenment and countless martial arts from the memory of Emperor Qi Tian.

Although he was the founder of the Demon Realm, Emperor Qitian knew very well about the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism. After all, what he bet on with the Sun God was the victory or defeat of the Demon Realm and the Three religions, and the Three religions were the pawns of the Sun God.

This allowed Qingyu to basically complete his understanding of the two things, Taoism and Buddha, and to basically complete his three souls of Buddha, Taoism and Demon.

Moreover, thanks to this blessing of memory for thousands of years, Qingyu has a deeper understanding of the "God's Tell" and the "Sacred Light of Heaven", and his foundation is becoming deeper.

However, the subjective consciousness in the memory of Emperor Qi Tian was too deep, especially the lofty, heartless and ruthless thoughts of gods, even with Qingyu's eternal state of mind, had some influence.

Therefore, Qingyu stayed in Tianxuan Pavilion with Xuanzhen in the past three days and did not go out, and in some ambiguous way, he diluted his sense of alienation from the world.

Now that he has finished adjusting, it’s time to go out to visit friends.

First of all, this is the Western Regions.

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A remote place in Shuzhou, Huangsha City.

This place is close to the Western Regions, and it is the first city after entering the Pass from the Western Regions. The former man of the Demon Buddha led his people to the Pass for three days. The first city shrouded by the Buddha's light was Huangsha City. That is, on that day, all the people of Huangsha City were brainwashed by the Buddha's light and became the most loyal believers.

Later, they paved the steps with their corpses and allowed the demon Buddha to appear in the world.

The people of Shuzhou basically died in the Demon Buddha Rebellion. Even today, ten years later, it is still vast and sparsely populated, especially in the Huangsha City near the Western Regions.

If the Buddha hadn't entered the Western Regions later, I'm afraid the Huangsha City would still be empty.

However, although there were Buddhists in Huangsha City in the past, there were only a few people in groups, rather than in the past few days, there were many people coming and going, and the desolation of Huangsha City was wiped out by the crowd.

Once there are more people, the demand for food and drink will be greater. The only inns and restaurants in Huangsha City have been busy these two days, especially the inn in the east of the city. Even the boss Kong Laosan has come out to run away.

"Here you come~"

Kong Laosan was very exaggerating and echoing, holding a bowl of plain noodles in his hand, hurried towards the corner of the inn, "This guy................"

Confucius actually thought it was very strange because a Taoist priest came to this place where Buddhists traveled. Didn’t he know that next door was the current headquarter of Buddhism?

So when he came up to the plain face, he planned to meet the brave Taoist priest himself.

But when he actually saw it, he wanted to go back and slap his waiter twice, and then let him roll the bed and leave.

Although the man had Yin and Yang patterns on his clothes, it did not mean that he was a Taoist priest. There were no whisks, Taoist crowns, and straw shoes. This was a nonsense Taoist priest.

More importantly, if a Taoist priest dares to have white hair, he is not afraid of being beaten to death by his own family.

Who doesn’t know that the boss of Xuanmen, the mortal enemy of Taoism, has white hair. Who dares to imitate it? I am afraid that he will be regarded as a spy of Xuanmen.

Anyway, Kong Laosan avoids the white-haired man when he sees him.

Therefore, Kong Laosan's pace of progress suddenly stopped, turning slowly as if he had no inertia and slipped backwards.

However, when he turned around, he found that he had fallen opposite the white-haired figure, and the plain face in his hand was handed to the other party.

"Long time no see."

The white-haired Xuanmen Master took the plain noodles, gently picked up the noodles, put them in his mouth, "The holes hang in the air."

The capable general under Emperor Shengde Ji Chengtian in the past was once considered the most promising to enter the "Huanyu Sword Lord" Kong Xuankong, who was the most powerful sword art. At this time, he was just the owner of an unknown inn inn in Huangsha City.

Oh, by the way, the owner of this inn looks quite similar to the wife of the head of the Jiang family back then.

"Yes, long time no see," Kong Xuankong pulled out a smile that was even worse than crying, "Xuan Zun."

The man in front of him has been hiding for more than ten years and has been hiding in this desolate place near the Western Regions. He has never escaped him and met again today more than ten years later.

"How many years have we not seen each other? eleven years? Or twelve years?" Qingyu asked while eating noodles.

"Thirteen years have passed, Xuanzun." Kong Xuankong smiled bitterly.

"If you ask me, you shouldn't hide here. This is the closest place to the Western Regions. One day, I will come here. It's unwise to hide here."

Qingyu finished the noodles in three or two and took a sip of the steaming soup, "Go to Shendu, at least there is safe there."

He stood up and said, "The residence permit of God's capital is regarded as the money I gave you. To be ashamed, I haven't touched money for many years."

“By the way, the faster the better.”

In Kong Xuankong's incredible eyes, the man in front of him was like a real old friend. After talking about the old days with him for a while, he left directly.

His arrival and departure did not alarm anyone except Kong Xuankong. Even the Buddhists in this hall had never noticed the arrival and departure of their mortal rival boss. Even Qingyu's outfit and temperament were so outstanding.

He was like he did not exist, allowing everyone who saw him to automatically erase the relevant memories.

If it weren't for the bowl of noodle soup with the remaining warmth, Kong Xuankong might have regarded all this as an illusion or a dream.

But now...

Kong Yunkong bounced up like a fire burning his butt, directly hitting the ceiling on his head, breaking through several walls, and entering his own bedroom.

"Let's go," he said anxiously, "go to God's capital."

Qingyu's words just now have already made it clear. It is recommended that Kong Xuankong go to Shendu immediately.

Because it's not far away...
Chapter completed!