Countless fragments of scattered souls gathered together, and a brand new soul was born between heaven and earth.

The soul was empty, Zhuge Qing'er closed her eyes and pondered, and a perfect and flawless feeling rose from her heart.

A flash of eyes was made. In front of her, a boy with two braids on his head was moving his footsteps, raising his head, and asking a question to an old man in a blue Taoist robe with a slight whisper.

"What is Tao?"

The sound is erratic, as if it is in the sky, and as if it is in front of you.

"This is Tao!"

The old man in Taoist robe stepped forward and pointed his hand.

Zhuge Qing'er's soul moved and she had already replaced the boy's position. She looked directly at the finger that was gradually approaching.

"boom……"

The soul shook, and in the sense of the sensation, the heaven and earth were different.

Time, space, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rises and falls like a wave. The thousands of thoughts of all beings in heaven and earth, and the endless mystery of the void are revealed in front of you.

"This is Tao..."

She murmured, opened her eyes again, and looked around, unconsciously, she was already in tears.

*******

"Someone once said that the golden elixir is like a chicken, with chaos in it, and the soul is born in it, and it splits the constraints with supreme perseverance and eventually becomes a real person."

In the sky, Zhuge Qing'er's breath was faint, and she was clearly in front of her, but she gave her two apprentices a sense of distantness that was in touch.

"In the common sayings of practicing, the means of attaining the Tao and the soul are compared to the method that men can have children. Although it is vulgar, there are some truths."

"What's the point?"

Lu Dayou rolled his eyes speechlessly. He was the reincarnation of Dayou Zhenren, but he didn't know what was wrong in the middle. He had already achieved the golden elixir, but he never realized the memories of his previous life.

Hundreds of years ago, he was introduced to the Sword Sect by Liang Wusi and worshipped under Zhuge Qing'er, becoming the fourth member of the Sword Sect.

Regarding the practice of Taoism, he has a very high understanding for some reasons. Since he entered the path of Taoism, his practice has made rapid progress, but he has become arrogant and often has some views that break the common theory.

Zhuge Qing'er was not angry, but just smiled gently and continued to speak.

"The primordial spirit emphasizes the harmony of yin and yang. The lonely yang does not grow, and the lonely yin does not grow. Only when the yin and yang complement each other can the Taoist primordial spirit be realized, and the birth of the creature is also the same."

"The reason why only the top-grade golden elixir can achieve the soul is that others are eager for quick success and instant benefits, and have gone on a fork in the road from the beginning."

"Let me ask, how can a broken chicken hatch a creature?"

"How can master, how can you increase your cultivation as soon as possible and advance your soul?"

Liang Ruomei sat cross-legged beside Lu Dayou and asked.

"There are many methods to increase cultivation, such as swallowing pills, using external forces, refining magic weapons, etc., but this is just a temporary measure and is of little use to advance the soul. Although these heretics are indispensable, you must be cautious and don't forget the root."

"The realization of the soul of the Tao depends on oneself,..."

"Um?"

As he was halfway through the conversation, Zhuge Qing'er's brow frowned suddenly, and she looked up at the sky with her head raised. The divine light in her eyes seemed to be looking at a distant place.

"Today's discussion of the Dharma ends here. You can study by yourself and go out for your teacher!"

Before the two of them could reply, a white light flashed in the void, and Zhuge Qing'er disappeared, not knowing where he was going.

“Yes, Master.”

The two of them lowered their heads and looked at each other, and they both saw the solemn expression in each other's eyes.

It was the first time they saw their master frowning in the past few years. Thinking of the upcoming demon disaster, they couldn't help but feel sank in their hearts.

Above the drowsy mulch.

Somewhere, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared, and the white escape light dragged a long tail light behind it, breaking through the mulch and escaping into the void of the universe at an astonishing speed.

In the escape light, Zhuge Qing'er's face was serious, and in her eyes and in the vast universe, there were countless auras rising and falling, depicting an exquisite picture in her senses.

In front of her, the void cracked layer by layer, making her speed almost unlimited by time and space, and her heart was about to move!

But the distance between the place she was going was too far, and even at her speed, she would never be able to arrive in a short while.

A few days later.

The location of the Feixiandao Dao is far away from the outside world, a place called the Feixian Miraculous Realm.

This is a strange world floating in the vast universe, with invisible evil spirits inside, which is consistent with the flying immortals' skills.

The 81 scenic spots of Feixian Taoist temple, Feixiantai, Piaomiao Peak, the boundless sea of ​​smoke, the white jade jade tower, the Nine-Earth Spirit Mansion..., each place has strange and unparalleled environments that are unprecedented in the outside world, and have always been a place where other monks in other schools yearn for.

A faint hazy luster enveloped this world, with smoke and clouds inside, and the eaves spread lightly, making the place more beautiful as a dream, like a fairyland.

The white light transformed by Zhuge Qing'er spanned the endless void, crashed into this world, and went straight to a high dome below.

The qi in the Feixian Taoist temple is frivolous and powerless. If the creatures enter, even if they do not understand the skills, they can jump several feet. Once they spread their body, they can spread their wings and fly like they have wings.

Because of the Feixiandao martial arts, this sect's cultivators are mainly female practitioners. Those with deep skills will be able to stay young forever and have the same appearance.

Therefore, in the records, the flying immortals here are coming and going, and the ribbons are floating, and the female fairies are smiling sweetly. It is not a fairyland, but a fairyland.

And today.

The Feixian Temple where a group of female cultivators used to play lively was quiet, and even the colorful copper bells hanging on the eaves did not emit any sound waves.

The huge Feixian Temple is like falling into silence.

“What the hell happened?”

On the dome, Zhuge Qing'er muttered to herself.

The next moment, she raised her steps, and her whole body was like a phantom of her clone, splitting out countless figures and covering the entire dojo.

The figures of human beings turned into flowing light, crossing the streets, roofs, mountains, and seas of clouds, and finally gathered together in front of a huge palace, reappearing Zhuge Qing'er's original body.

At this time, her face was already cold and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

Wherever she passed, on the streets, in the houses, among the mountains, and above the sea of ​​clouds, there were all lifeless corpses!

In the entire Feixian Temple, tens of thousands of monks and millions of creatures, all of them were silently taken away!

"Youruo!"

These corpses have no energy and spirit in their bodies, but there are no scars on the surface of their bodies. All signs indicate the identity of the person who started the attack.

The door of the main hall in front of him was closed, with flying fairy patterns embroidered on it, and the breath was calm and closely connected with the power of the earth veins.

"Bang!"

A stick rolled and bumped, and huge force emerged. The hall gate, about ten feet high, collapsed instantly, and most of the walls also turned into ashes.

The hall is spacious and vast, with a hollow inside. Apart from the wall with statues of gods, there is only one figure sitting cross-legged, with blood lingering around it, rising and falling.

"Senior Lingsu!"

This person has a good appearance, elegant temperament and tall figure. He is Feixian Daodao Master Fei Lingsu.

But her situation was very bad at this time. Her eyes were black and red, her breath was fluctuating, her elegance was entangled with the evil spirit, and her eyes were full of struggle. It was obvious that her soul had been invaded by Youruo.

Zhuge Qing'er raised her hand with one hand, and her soul was calm. An invisible meaning came out through her body and cut her soul directly.

"King of the King of Vajra!"

This is the supreme method recorded in the Heart Sutra of the Vajra Mingwang. It can cut off all obsessions and troubles, and can restrain the demons of the mind.

"Sher..."

The blood mist suddenly dissipated, and a hint of Qingming appeared in Fei Lingsu's eyes, but during the Qingming Festival, there was even more despair and horror.

"careful!"

She opened her red lips lightly, but she gave a warning sign.

"Boom..."

The earth trembled, and a statue of god carved on the wall in the middle of the hall suddenly stepped out of it and punched Zhuge Qing'er.

This punch is simple and direct, but full of energy, perfect so that it has no flaws.

Zhuge Qing'er, who was facing her head, had nothing in her eyes and senses. All existences disappeared, and only this destructive punch pressed heavily on her soul.

"when……"

The stick in his hand was raised automatically, crossing the chest. The arc of the stick was elegant and natural. It broke a gap from that punch, and also woke up Zhuge Qing'er, who was stunned.

When his body trembled, the Tiangang Divine Power Stick Technique was automatically blessed.

"when……"

The void exploded, and the earth under your feet turned into chaos, and the world was dark and dark.

From the outside world, the huge Feiling Fairyland was interrupted from two parts under this collision.

"Bang...bang..."

The void behind Zhuge Qing'er was squeezing layer by layer, her body trembled, and countless bloodshots surged out of her body. When she stopped her body, she realized that she had been hit by that punch for thousands of miles away!

"It's not bad! I can actually take my punch."

The man, who was like a god, took back his fist and spoke indifferently.

"Youruo, are you sure you must get this body? I think it's not easy."

"What? Chi Lian, you are so weak now? Even I can't protect it?"

A sharp and weird sound sounded from Fei Lingsu's body, coupled with her fairy-like body outside, giving people a sense of hideousness and terror.

"No, I'm worried about you. With your current situation, it will be very difficult to swallow a peak soul of the Four Tribulations, right?"

Chi Lian, the strongest among the three generals of the Blood Sea Demon Lord, was trapped in the boundless illusion world, but at some point, he escaped and appeared here.

"Woo, someone is here again, he's still a bald man."
Chapter completed!