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Chapter 188

On the Dead Sea, thousands of miles away from Qianqu County, strong winds and torrential rain poured down.The night sky seemed to be torn open, and lightning like a silver dragon was released to wreak havoc among the huge waves.

In the storm, a Silver Island whale was advancing at full speed, breaking through the stormy sea.

The depths of the whale's belly vibrated one after another, and Song Qianji felt like a tiny ear of wheat being thrown into the reel thresher invented by Carpenter Liu.

Xian Jianchen handed him the brewed tea: "Spirit-clearing Jade Dew, you won't be dizzy after drinking it."

The tea soup is slightly bitter.Song Qianji gulped it down, and the depression and annoyance in his chest disappeared: "You have not been in vain all these years, there are so many good things."

After his mind cleared up, he began to sort out his thoughts:

"According to what you just said, this person became a demon 300 years ago, and you abolished his evil skills, so he practiced Buddhism again. A hundred years later, he has cultivated on the surface and became a high-ranking monk with countless followers. Zong hosted a banquet and said that he wanted to shake hands with you to make peace, but he colluded with Huaweizong to attack you, and you sealed him under the supernatural tree..."

Xian Jianchen: "That's right. After that time, I killed many people in Huaweizong, and left behind a sword aura, so that they are not allowed to mention my name in the future. If you say the word 'Xian Jianchen', you will be struck by lightning hahaha .”

He couldn't help laughing when he thought of the thunderbolts on their heads and trembling over the past 200 years.

Song Qianji thought you could still laugh: "Can't you keep this person somewhere else? You have to choose Supertree!"

"At that time, I chased him with a sword, and he fled all the way to the end of the continent. The sky tree supports the sky, like the spine of the sky. I sealed him under the tree, to suppress him with the weight of the entire sky, so that he will never die again. Don't turn over. My seal is so strong that even I can't break it, and no one in the world can rescue him!"

Song Qianji chuckled: "He can't get out of his body, but his avatar can. The seal that no one can break has become his fortress instead. Xian Jianchen, I really have you, I really should worship you as my teacher!"

Xian Jianchen knew he was wrong, and sighed softly: "Who would have thought that the power of the superstar tree was gradually weakening, and he found a flaw. He couldn't move his body, but he used the root system of the superstar tree to absorb evil thoughts from the world and strengthen his own soul. Then The soul is separated from the body and attached to the newborn branches to create an incarnation and walk in the world."

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

"He can come up with such a clever escape plan, of course he must leave me a letter to show off to me, and secondly, he wants to make peace with me."

Song Qianji: "Yanhe? If you seal him under the tree, can he let go of the past?"

"He told me that the superstar tree is weakening and the catastrophe of the world is approaching. It is time to abandon the old grievances and save the superstar tree first. I believe this. He is suppressed at the bottom of the tree. If the big tree collapses, his body will undoubtedly die He wants to save himself." Xian Jianchen put away the tea set and lowered his eyes.

The frivolity and arrogance on his body was blurred by the dim light, and the sharp-edged face showed a trace of compassion:

"Actually, if nothing happens to him, so what if I let his incarnation survive? But the plan he said is too crazy, and I can't tolerate him anymore. I have traveled all over the world over the years, looking for his incarnation everywhere. However, the breath of the superstar tree is The origin of the world is one with heaven and earth, he hides it wholeheartedly, and it is difficult for me to find out. He is in the dark, and I am in the light."

Song Qianji had a thought.

Wuxiang's previous life's plan indirectly caused many tragedies, but ultimately fell short; Wuxiang saw the Sansheng Stone in this life, and decided to destroy the world and create a new one.

He fought against Wuxiang several times, and found that although this person was crazy in thinking, he acted meticulously and step by step, and he was actually the only enemy he had ever seen in his life.

Song Qianji said: "For so many years, you have been looking for it alone? Why don't you find more helpers?"

"He has a cunning mind and always makes me think that others are him. I know that he wants to force me to kill others by mistake and make me doubt everyone. It was not until three years ago that I was sure that the 'Skillful Doctor Monk' Wuxiang Master, then It's his incarnation. I chased him to the Dead Sea, searched for him for another three years, and fought with him, and the result... let's not talk about the result."

How could Song Qianji let go of Xian Jianchen's chance to make up the sword: "In the end, you didn't win the fight, but you were injured instead, so you can only come to Qianqu to find me!"

"That's called hurting both sides! Can we hurt both sides?!" Xian Jianchen patted the table.

Song Qianji counted the time and snorted coldly: "Before you chased to the Dead Sea, you left yourself a way out. Come to Huawei City and give me a master-student contract!"

"That was an accident!" Xian Jianchen yelled, "Whoever claimed to be the master's apprentice first caught the attention of the master!"

Regarding this issue, Song Qianji didn't want to argue with him: "That is to say, if we want to kill him now, we must first open the seal you left?"

Xian Jianchen comforted him: "When I get back my natal sword, there may be something you and I can do together."

Song Qianji asked repeatedly: "Since Wuxiang is just an incarnation, where did he come from before? Why did you have a grudge 300 years ago? Why didn't you kill him, but sealed him? You must at least tell me, he What's your real name!"

Xian Jianchen got up, his expression changed: "We've docked, let's go!"

Song Qianji was speechless for a moment, almost suspecting that he was deliberately changing the subject.

The Yindao Whale has a huge mouth, and the water flows like a waterfall, and two small figures spew out with the water waterfall.

The Silver Island Whale flicked its tail, set off a huge wave, turned its head and sank into the sea.

The torrential rain stopped, and the rising sun was lifted by the waves, spreading thousands of golden lights on the sea level.

Song Qianji controlled the Shadowless Sword across the sea and sky, surpassing the white seabird.

Xian Jianchen sat behind him, took a big breath of fresh air, and greeted the sun with open arms: "The golden day is born in the Black Sea, isn't it beautiful?"

Song Qianji looked around, and said in a bad mood: "Is it good-looking? The whale you picked is a big road idiot, and it parked on the wrong beach!"

According to the original plan, they had to travel as much as possible before the enemy found out.

"That's right, I'm going to meet an old friend." Xian Jianchen tidied up his appearance and pinned a small flower on his front. "How does this deity look? Is it radiant? But it's suave?"

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

"Brother, have you figured out the situation? If our identities are revealed, we will be chased and killed! Do you still want to meet some romantic friends and make love?" Song Qianji shook the Wuying Sword, "Go down, I'll go first step."

"You kid, don't slander me, I'm a married person!" Xian Jianchen asked, "You really don't want to go? Speaking of it, I'm also your old friend."

While speaking, the Shadowless Sword galloped like light.

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

The mountains and rivers are so high and far away, and the world is so vast, it is nothing to see old people.

……

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

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

In the past, in a relatively safe area, strange monks met in the air, occasionally stopped to say hello, and asked a few words, "Where is the fellow Taoist, and where are you going?" ".

Now that Song Qianji was flying all the way, the monks coming and going were in a hurry with alert eyes.

Hua Weizong sent out invitations everywhere, and united eighteen sects and families to form the "Zhengdao Xianmeng", and wanted to take back Qianqu County.

Qianqu refused to become a territory of Huawei Sect again.After King Mobei Wei issued the temple declaration, monks from all over the country rushed to Qianqu to support and oppose the tyranny of Huaweizong.Shockingly, the Xiaohua Weizong led by Chen Hongzhu was also in opposition.

The prelude to the great turmoil in the comprehension world has been completely kicked off.All the contradictions accumulated for many years, the repressed hatred, anger and injustice were all ignited by the fire.

There are also some forces who are unwilling to participate in the struggle, so they remain neutral and stay behind closed doors.

However, the world is like a pool of muddy water, and no one can be alone.

If your friends get involved in the war and die because of it, will you avenge them?

Your relatives and friends invite you to help out, can you sit idly by?

People in the chaotic world are in panic, and prices in the comprehension world have skyrocketed, and Ziyun City, which has been in peace for many years, is no exception.

"Boss, I don't buy finished talismans, I only buy these talisman papers and cinnabar." Song Qianji was shocked, "Did you make a mistake?"

"My lord, where did the talismans come from? They weren't written on talisman paper and cinnabar?" The fat boss lowered his head to contemplate, too lazy to talk to the two unattractive Foundation Establishment monks with foreign accents in front of him. price, but can you use it?"

Xian Jianchen took pleasure in others' misfortune, leaned against the treasure cabinet to watch the excitement, and parroted: "Can you use you?"

The fat shopkeeper picked up a feather duster, and patted it around the cabinet: "Hey, move a little to the side, my cabinet is full of precious items, if you touch any one carefully, don't say that the shop is embarrassing you."

Xian Jianchen's eyes widened in shock, his face changed rapidly: "Ben, this deity, this..."

Song Qianji kicked him secretly, signaling him to calm down: "We are a family! He said that the monks in the world are originally a family, can it be cheaper?"

"Hey, you two just came out of retreat in some deep mountain and old forest. I don't know what the situation is now? There is going to be a war! The price of all monks' cultivation expenses will be tripled. You can't make me lose money? Hurry up and you , If you don’t buy it, just go back a little bit.”

Song Qianji gritted his teeth: "Buy!"

His talisman paper was exhausted in the Blood River Valley, and after passing Ziyun City, there was nowhere to replenish it.

This world is unreasonable, why should I die, even the price of cinnabar will increase.

Song Qianji's hearing is good, until he walked out of the small shop, he could still hear the boss and his staff snickering together: "Why do the monks in the world belong to one family, and two country bumpkins think they are the king of Qianqu?"

Xian Jianchen laughed loudly: "You think you are the king of Qianqu? But the merchants in Ziyun City, with their backs on Ziyun Mountain, are really brave."

Song Qianji flicked his sleeve: "Laugh again! Next time you pay!"

Xian Jianchen muttered: "Qianqu is so rich, why is the king of Qianqu so stingy?"

……

The sky above Ziyun Mountain is full of restrictions, and all flying magic weapons are prohibited from passing.

The two of them prepared all the equipment in Ziyun City and went into the mountain on foot.

At sunset, the mountain road is full of laughter.The mortal pilgrims dragged their families down the mountain and passed the two of them.

Because the Taoist temple is full of incense, the mountain is shrouded in light smoke all the year round, and it looks like a purple cloud from a distance.

Song Qianji walked to the memorial archway of the mountain gate, and heard the evening bell ring three times, with a long echo.

The tired crow returns to its nest, and the pedestrians disperse.In the quiet blue color of the mountain, the ancient brass bells strike the golden dusk of the day.

Magnificent sunset.

Song Qianji inhaled, and the clear cool air from the grass and trees permeated the lungs, taking away the cold sea breeze and hot dust.

The Taoist boy who guards the gate in front of the mountain gate saluted: "Two fellow Taoists, the bell has already been rung. If you don't pick up pilgrims today, it won't count as a divination."

Song Qianji rushed to Xian Jianchen and tilted his head, using his eyes to signal the opponent to retreat first, and then sneaked in after nightfall looking for the path on the mountain and the loopholes in the formation.

Xian Jianchen took off the red flower on his front: "You give this to the temple master, 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 Taoist boy in purple stood under the shade of emerald green and nodded blankly: "You wait, if you play tricks on me, I will come back and teach you a lesson!"

Xiao Daotong ran away with a clatter of clogs.

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

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

"what??"

"People with apprentices, and people without apprentices."

Xian Jianchen tidied up the leader's collar again, "Nian Ruo Shen is dying of illness, and I have not yet passed on the mantle. People like me who have apprentices, of course I have to bring my apprentices here and lend them to him. What's the point of arguing with him? If he Ignore me, I'll go up the mountain again, and it won't be too late to tear down his Taoist temple... Cough, do you have a bronze mirror, is Zhao Zhao a suave teacher?"