Path to Heaven

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"Have you ever heard of a Sanxiu named Wei Suo who killed all the young masters of the True Wuzong, Xu Qianxuan and Xuan Fengmen's true disciple Lin Taixu."

"I did hear the news. It is said that a total of thirteen or four Jindan monks besieged this casual repair, and as a result, four old Xuanfengmen characters were killed by this casual repair. Is this news true? A casual repairer, how could such a repair be possible."

"Even if there is such a cultivation practice, a freelancer, how could it be possible to have such guts against Zhenwu Zong and Xuan Feng Men. How could this news be true, what is the true master of Zhen Wu Zong's young master and Xuan Feng Men? The magical power, the old antique character of Xuanfengmen, what kind of magical power..."

"Your news is too far behind. Now this news has been spreading crazy in the middle of Tianxuan Continent. Certainly! There were many monks at the scene who witnessed the killing of the true disciples Lin Taixu and Xuanfengmen. Those old and antique characters. This Sanxu is said to have a physiognomy similar to the mysterious physiognomy. I don’t know if it is a magic weapon or something. Jindan’s four-fold monk can’t resist his blow at all."

"So is this news true?"

"Of course it can't be true anymore. And the monks at the scene reportedly also heard that Shui Ling'er became the buddhist compatriot."

"What! How is this possible, would Shui Ling'er betray the teacher's door?"

"The credibility of this news reaches ten..."

"Ah... Shui Ling'er... my dream lover, I'm going to kill this guy."

"Come on, people will breathe and you will be killed."

"Forget it, it's a matter between the big guys, let's take care of our own business. Recently, the price of some spells in the Black Forest has been reduced by 20%. You can get more spells when you go out, which is more cost-effective. ."

"Come on, the price of other refining materials and some magic weapons will definitely drop...after all, there are so many monster beast bodies in the northern part of Tianxuan Continent, and the price of raw materials will drop a lot..."

"I don't know when the sky dome cracks in the northern part of the Tianxuan Continent will be blocked."

"What does this have to do with us... Those are the things that the great monks and monks must worry about, it is best not to block them, so that there are many monsters and corpses in various places, all kinds of materials will drop, we have some benefit."

In a xiao-type free Jiao Yi market where ordinary casual repairs gather, dozens of stall repairs are talking about intermittent Jiao.

This xiao-type free market is located in the west of Tianxuan mainland, south of the xiao city called Ziyun City.

At this time, xiao rain was falling above Ziyun City. These loose repairs were all gathered under several large yellow bamboo umbrellas. The sky above was already translucent. It seemed that the rain clouds had dispersed, and the rain would soon stop.

At this moment, a handsome middle-aged man in a yellow shirt walked through the red stone road behind the dozens of repairs. The appearance of this middle-aged monk was very ordinary, but he passed by gently, but I heard the monk's talk, and there was no sound. Among the dozens of casual repairs, occasionally two casual repairers saw this name in an instant. Middle-aged man in yellow shirt, seeing this middle-aged man in yellow shirt is not like a patron with a lot of idle spirits, plus this middle-aged man in yellow shirt looked at the front lightly, and did not come to buy anything. So none of these monks who talked about Xing Zhengnong while avoiding the rain came out to talk up.

No one noticed that although the middle-aged man in yellow shirt was very ordinary, there was an indescribable breath between his Qingjun's eyebrows. His face was spotless, and he walked in the rain. There was no embarrassment, and his face seemed much brighter than the average monk.

The raindrops falling from the sky fell to the side of this person, but it seemed to be frightened by some power. They actually changed their directions slightly, and did not spill on the monk at all.

So although the monk was walking in the rain, in fact, no trace of rain fell on him.

Although Ziyun City belongs to the penultimate xiao city in the west of Tianxuan Continent, the jurisdiction of Ziyun City is very strict. The monks entering the city are not allowed to use any spells or any magic tools.

The monk did not use any spells or magical tools at all, and even seemed to use no real elements at all, but these rain filaments changed their directions automatically and did not fall on him.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt seemed to be casual, and walked into a shop at the east end of this free market.

This shop specializes in buying and selling fragments of magic weapons. It looks bland, and there are only four or five bungalows. An old mahogany plaque hung on the doorway with three simple words, "Xianxianzhai".

When entering the shop, three monks passed by the door, but the three monks did not notice anything special about the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt casually glanced at the things displayed on the shelves on both sides of the store, and then walked directly inside.

"This guest, inside is our shopkeeper..." When the middle-aged man in yellow shirt walked towards the inside, a Tsing Yi boy near the shelf said to the middle-aged man in yellow shirt. It is obvious that the middle-aged man in yellow shirt is to be blocked from entering.

"It's okay, let him in." But at this moment, the voice of an old man was heard inside.

The boy in Tsing Yi froze for a moment, and said nothing at all, so he let the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt walk into the bungalow inside.

The xiao yard in the shop is planted with several green bamboos. The branches and leaves are scarce and they look very ordinary. However, the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt stopped to watch the green bamboos half-sounding, and then walked past these green bamboos. , Pushed open the door of the bungalow in the back, and walked in.

The bungalow is covered with ordinary silver silk grass blankets, with a low wooden table in the middle. Next to the wooden table sat an old man wearing plain plain linen.

The old man's face seemed to be very ordinary, his head was gray, but he was tied neatly with a cloth bag. His figure was a little thin, but his face flashed at the moment when the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt walked in Moving a strange brilliance, this brilliance is invisible, like the light of wisdom. This makes the old man who should have looked very ordinary look very different, full of unspeakable wisdom.

At this moment, on the old man's desk, there were several ordinary runes, a rune pen, and a few pill bottles, which seemed to be refining some ordinary runes.

"Ye Xuancheng, you finally crossed the hurdle and broke to the second weight." Seeing the middle-aged monk in yellow shirt walked in, the old man smiled slightly and made a gesture of sitting down. A sentence.

"It seems that you have expected me to come to you for something." The middle-aged monk in yellow shirt sat quietly in front of the old man in linen and said, looking at the old man in linen.

"I heard everything about the xiao guy these days." The old man in sackcloth smiled. "If it weren't for my cultivation, it might be a critical moment. Maybe I could not help but rush to see what the xiao guy is." what kind of person."

"If you want to see it, I can bring him." The middle-aged monk in yellow shirt looked at the monk Mai, and his brow jumped slightly. "As long as you borrow my Tianhai Shenlan mirror."

"Tianhai Shenlan Mirror is no longer in my hands." The old man in the linen looked at the middle-aged monk in the yellow shirt. "You have calculated the time, and you want to rush to Tianling mainland first, and intercept him from Tianling mainland? But you are late step."

The middle-aged monk in yellow jersey frowned slightly, "Who is one step ahead of me, is it Xu Shenjun?"

The old man in linen shook his head calmly and said, "It's not Xu Shenjun, but Huangpu old man."

"Huang Pu's Absolute? What does he want to do?" The middle-aged monk in the yellow jersey looked a little uncomfortable, frowning more tightly.

"Normally if he is a little curious, he would never be so fanatical." The old man in Mai clothing smiled slightly and said, "It is the xiao guy who also provokes mao to their Tianjianzong and destroys a spirit stone vein."

"He actually provokes Tian Jianzong?" The middle-aged monk Huang Shan was startled.

"I am also strange. Xuanfeng Gate, Zhenwu Sect, Wuji Tiangong, Tianjian Sect... Except for Northern Mingzong, Yu Tianzong and our Xixianyuan, all the sects with **** Xuan monk were almost irritated by him. All over." The old man in linen showed an interesting look. "What the **** does this xiao guy want to do? Is he practicing the fierce war against the holy dharma?"

"He practiced a kind of water system exercises, which should also be top-level exercises." The middle-aged monk in yellow shirt said coldly.

"Heaven-level top-level exercises, which is even more interesting..." The old man in Mai clothing smiled faintly, and said: "With this age, no surprises, it is a matter of time before we reach the eighth God Profound Power in Tianxuan Continent. And at this age of this child, there is such a magical power... I am afraid it is not so easy to kill it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Why not turn the enemy into a friend instead of being an enemy?"

"Huang Daojun, you cultivate the Xixianhuafanjing, Dadaohuafan. In this ordinary life calendar, you can understand the world's various attitudes and experience with all kinds of minds, so that you can have the greatest degree of cultivation." Huang Shan middle-aged monk He stood up flatly and said calmly, "But what I am doing is the Xuanfeng Fuyao Sutra, which is straight up, my mind is accessible, and only the Avenue can be reached. Now that my killing intention is alive, if I can't kill this child, I am nothing more than Stopped at this first level of Shenxuan."

The old man of Mai Mai smiled slightly, and said nothing more. Instead, he picked up a cup of ordinary tea at hand and seemed to give away guests.

But at the same time, he stretched out his hand, and the tea in the cup was bizarrely divided into left and right halves, with clear latitude and longitude.

"Okay!" The middle-aged monk in yellow shirt groaned slightly after seeing the tea in half of the old man's cup, and nodded. After saying a good word, the middle-aged monk in yellow shirt did not say anything. Silently went out.

The old man in sackcloth was still, but the tea was quietly bridging.

"Autumn autumn...Autumn autumn..." The old man in linen shook his head and sighed, but he picked up the rune pen again, and began to draw the most common law rune.