On the Dead Sea, thousands of miles away from Qianqu County, strong winds were pouring down with heavy rain. The night sky seemed to have been torn apart, and lightning like silver dragons was released to rage among the huge waves.

In the storm, the head Yindao whale advanced at full speed and broke through the stormy waves.

The whale's belly was shocked one after another, and Song Qianji felt like a small wheat ear, thrown into the roll threshing machine invented by Carpenter Liu.

Xian Jianchen handed him the tea brewed, "Qingshen Yulu, I won't be dizzy after drinking it."

The tea soup was slightly bitter. Song Qianji drank it all, and the depression and annoyance in his chest suddenly disappeared: "You haven't been in vain for years, there are so many things."

After the divine thoughts, he began to sort out his ideas:

"As you said just now, a man became a demon three hundred years ago, and his evil skills were abolished by you, and he practiced a new Buddha. A hundred years later, he became a Taoist monk on the surface, and he was actually a bihedral of Buddha and demon. He held a banquet at Huawei Sect and said he wanted to shake hands with you, but he colluded with Huawei Sect to attack you, and he was finally sealed under the tree of the sky..."

Xian Jianchen: "That's right. Then, I killed many people in Huawei Sect and left behind the sword energy, so that he would not be allowed to mention my name in the future. If you say the word "Xian Jianchen", you will be struck by lightning hahaha."

He remembered that for two hundred years, the group of people had thunder on their heads, and they couldn't help laughing.

Song Qianji thought you were still laughing: "You can't do it elsewhere? You have to choose the Qingtian Tree!"

"At that time, I chased him with a sword, and he fled to the end of the continent. The sky-high tree supports the sky, and I sealed him at the bottom of the tree to suppress him with the amount of the entire sky so that he would not turn over again. My seal was very stable and I couldn't even open it. No one in the world could save him!"

Song Qianji laughed: "He can't come out of his body, but his incarnation can. The seal that no one can open has become his fortress. Xian Jianchen, you really have you, I really deserve you as my teacher!"

Xian Jianchen knew that he was in the wrong, and sighed lowly: "Who could have thought that the power of Qingtian Tree gradually weakened and he found a flaw. His body could not move, but he absorbed evil thoughts from the human world through the roots of Qingtian Tree to strengthen his soul. Then his soul left his body and attached to the newborn branches to create an incarnation and walk on the human world."

"How do you know something?" Song Qianji asked.

"He can create such a smart plan to escape, and he wants me to leave a letter, and show off to me, and secondly, he wants to make peace with me."

Song Qianji: "Yan He? If you seal him under the tree, can he keep his past grudges?"

"He told me that the Qingtian Tree is on the decline and that the world is coming. We should abandon the old grudges and save the Qingtian Tree first. I believe that he was buried at the bottom of the tree. If the big tree collapses, his body will die. He will doubt that he will save himself." Xian Jianchen put away the tea set and lowered the curtain.

The dim light blurred his frivolous and arrogant spirit, and his sharp face showed his mercy:

"Actually, if he doesn't reborn, what if I let him incarnate? But what he said was too crazy and I can't tolerate him anymore. I have been traveling all over the world for years and looking for his incarnation. However, the aura of the Sky-Climbing Tree is the origin of the world and the body of the world. It is difficult for me to find it. He is in the dark, I am in the light."

Song Qianji's thoughts were moving.

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He fought with him several times and found that although he was crazy about his ideas, he was meticulous in his actions and worked every step of the way, which was the only one who saw a great enemy in his life.

Song Qianji said: "For many years, you have been looking for me personally? Why don't you find a few more helpers?"

"He is cunning and always makes me think that others are him. I know that he wants to force me to kill others by chance and make me doubt everyone. It was not until three years ago that I confirmed that the "Miscellaneous Medicine Monk" Master Xiang was his incarnation. I chased him to the Dead Sea, and looked for him for three more years, and fought with him, and it would be better not to say anything about it."

How could Song Qianji miss the opportunity to finish the knife Xian Jianchen: "You didn't win, but was injured instead. You can come to Qianqu to find me!"

"That's called losing both sides! Is it okay to lose both sides?!" Xian Jianchen slapped the table.

Song Qianji calculated the time and snorted coldly: "Before you chased the Dead Sea, you left a way out for yourself. Come to Huaweicheng, I will make a master-apprentice contract!"

"That was an accident!" Xian Jianchen shouted, "Who called himself my disciple first, which attracted my attention!"

Regarding a question, Song Qianji didn't want to argue with him: "That's to say, I want to kill him now, so I have to open the seal you left by myself first?"

Xian Jianchen comforted him: "When I get my life sword back, you and I will work together, and there may be something to do."

Song Qianji repeatedly asked, "Since the appearance is an incarnation of the instrument, what was his origin? Why did you make a grudge three hundred years ago? Why didn't you kill him at first, but seal him? At least you have to tell me what his real name is!"

Xian Jianchen stood up, his face changed: "You're at the dock, go!"

Song Qianji said in a while, and he suspected that he was deliberately distracting the topic.

The giant mouth of the Whale in the Silver Island was opened, and the waterfall-like water flow was sucking and spitting out, and two tiny figures spewed out with the waterfall.

The Silver Island whale flipped its tail, stirring up huge waves, and turned its head and sank into the sea.

The heavy rain stopped, the rising sun was lifted by the waves, spreading thousands of golden lights at the sea level.

The Song submarine aircraft controlled the shadow sword to swept across the sea and sky, surpassing the white seabird.

Xian Jianchen sat behind him, breathing fresh air in big mouthfuls, and spread his arms to welcome the sun: "The Black Sea has a golden light, don't you see?"

Song Qian's plane was released and looked at it, and said angrily: "Is it useful to see? The whale you picked is a big road tycoon, and it stopped in the wrong beach!"

According to the original plan, he would try his best to travel as much as possible before the enemy discovered it.

"It's right, I'm going to meet an old friend." Xian Jianchen sorted out his appearance and put a small flower on the front. "How does this person look like? But is he so energetic? But he is so handsome?"

The two of them wore foxtail bracelets and their appearance became very ordinary, so they were really not very good.

"Brother, have you figured out the situation? My identity is exposed and I will be hunted down! Do you want to see a red pink confidant and make Fenghua Yuexue?" Song Qianji shook the Shadow Sword, "You go down, I'll walk first."

"Don't slander me, you kid, I'm a married person!" Xian Jianchen asked, "You really don't go? Speaking of which, you are also considered your old friend."

While speaking, the shadow sword flew like light.

Song Qianji vaguely saw the towering mountains, the purple smoke floating among the mountains, and took a deep breath: "Let's go."

The mountains and rivers are so high and the heavens are so vast, what is it to see old friends?

...

The further away from the Dead Sea, the more swords flying in the air.

Since the spread of King Song's "death" has spread, the two factions in the cultivation world have confronted each other and the atmosphere is tense.

In the past, in a relatively safe area, strange monks met in the air. They would occasionally stop and say hello and ask, "Where are fellow Taoists coming from? Where are they going?" "Fellow Taoists are not wearing sect uniforms, they are also casual cultivators, but they have to go with them."

Now that Song Qianji is flying by, the monks who come and go are all in a hurry, and God is alert.

Huaweizong sent invitations everywhere, united eighteen large and large sects and families to form the "Zhendao Immortal Alliance" and wanted to take back Qianqu County.

Qianqu refused to become a territorial territory of Huaweizong again. After the King of Mobei issued the temple declaration, monks from all over the country rushed to Qianqu to support and oppose the tyranny of Huaweizong. What is shocking is that Xiaohuaweizong led by Chen Hongzhu was also opposing the ranks.

The prelude to the great turmoil in the cultivation world was completely opened. All the contradictions that had accumulated for many years, the repressed hatred, anger, and injustice were ignited by the fire.

There are also some forces who are unwilling to participate in the struggle, so they remain neutral and stay away from home.

However, the world is like a muddy water, who can keep it alone?

Your friend gets into the battle. If he dies, will you avenge him?

Your relatives and friends invite you to come out to help with boxing. Can you sit back and ignore it?

People are in panic in troubled times, and prices in the cultivation world soar, and Ziyun City, which has been peaceful for many years, is no exception.

"Boss, I won't buy finished talismans, I'll buy some talisman paper and cinnabar." Song Qianji was shocked, "Are you doing something wrong?"

"Old man, where does the talisman come from? It's not written in cinnabar of talisman paper?" The fat boss lowered his head and planned to do it. He was lazy to deal with the two foreign accents and foundation-building monks in front of him who were not astonishingly good. "The price of rice, flour, grain, oil, needlework, and thread has not increased, but do you use it?"

Xian Jianchen gloated and leaned against Duobao Cabinet to watch the fun, parrot: "Do you use it?"

The fat shopkeeper picked up a feather duster and patted around the cabinet: "Hey, please go a little bit, my cabinet magic tool is a precious thing. If you break it carefully, don't say that the store makes things difficult for you."

Xian Jianchen widened his eyes in shock, his face changed rapidly: "I, I, I..."

Song Qianji secretly kicked him in the foot and signaled him to calm down: "It was originally a family! He said that the monks in the world were originally a family, can they be cheaper?"

"Hey, you two have just come out of seclusion from the deep mountains and forests. I don't know what the situation is now? It's going to fight! The cost of cultivators' cultivation has tripled, so you can't let me lose money? Come on, don't buy it, and then just a little later."

Song Qianji gritted his teeth: "Buy!"

His talisman paper was exhausted in the Blood River Valley. After passing Ziyun City, he could replenish it.

‌The world is unreasonable, so why do I die? Even cinnabar is going to increase the price.

Song Qianji's ears were so powerful that he could hear the boss and the guy laughing until he walked out of the shop: "What are the monks in the world who were originally from the family, two rural bullies, and they thought they were the King of Thousand Queues?"

Xian Jianchen laughed: "Do you think you are the King of Qianqu? But the vendor in Ziyun City is indeed brave enough to rely on Ziyun Mountain."

Song Qianji shook his sleeves: "Smile again! You pay next time!"

Xian Jianchen muttered: "Qianqu is so rich, why is Qianqu King so stingy?"

...

There are restrictions on Ziyun Mountain, and all flying magic weapons are prohibited from passing.

The two of them prepared a complete set up in Ziyun City and walked into the mountain.

At dusk, the mountain road was filled with laughter. The mortal pilgrimage went down the mountain with his family and passed by them.

Because the incense is soaring, the mountain is covered with faint smoke all year round, and from a distance it looks like a purple cloud.

When Song Qian's machine arrived at the mountain gate archway, he heard the dusk bell ringing three times, and the echo was long.

The tired crows returned to their nests, and the pedestrians dispersed. In the quiet and green colors of the mountains, the ancient brass bell rang through the golden dusk every day.

The sunset, the limit is ‌‌.

Song Qianji inhales, and the clear cool air of grass and trees soaks the lung leaves, taking away the cold sea breeze and the dry and hot dust.

The Taoist guarding the gate in front of the mountain gate salutes: "Two fellow Taoists have already ringed the bell. I will not pick up pilgrims today and will not tell fortunes."

Song Qianji tilted his head at Xian Jianchen and used the god to signal the other party to retreat first. After entering the night, he looked for the paths and formations on the mountain to sneak in.

Xian Jianchen picked the red flower on the front: "You will be a friend of mine, and he will come out to pick me up."

"Who are you?"

"I am him..." Xian Jianchen thought for a while, "his master's friend."

The purple-clothed Taoist boy stood under the dark green shade and nodded blankly: "You wait. If you play tricks on me, I will come back to teach you a lesson!"

The little Taoist boy ran away while walking on wooden clogs.

Song Qianji was a little surprised: "You are so polite? Oh, I understand, you are also afraid of the Ziyun Temple Formation!"

Xian Jianchen smiled: "There are two kinds of people in the world."

"ha??"

"People with disciples, and those without disciples."

Xian Jianchen sorted out his collar and sleeves again, "I am dying in my heart and I am almost dying, and I have no successor to the robe. I have a disciple who has disciples, and I want to bring my disciples here and borrow him to see them. I still have anger with him? If he ignores me, I will go up the mountain and tear up his Taoist temple again... Isn't I wearing a bronze mirror? Is it a romantic and elegant master?"
Chapter completed!