The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Worried about sending his ancestors, did he have to stay, and sent Meng Qi out of Zhixu Mountain in person, then closed the world and isolated from the outside.

Meng Qi flickered and appeared directly outside the realm of the ancient Fusang tree. When I saw the towering ancient tree, I saw two branches supporting each other, with leaves like mulberries, like a golden fire, wild and ancient and bloody. The scorching sensation permeated the surroundings, propping up a world no less than the real world.

Stepping through the gap, the ancient wonderland looks like a picture scroll, slowly showing up in front of Meng Qi, ethereal and vulgar, but accumulated with the dust of years, decaying and dying.

Without stopping, Meng Qi followed the details derived from Mo Fei and Huang Yao, and went directly to the ancient hibiscus tree, feeling the different flavors of the two trunks, on the one hand, the supremacy of the supremacy, and on the other, the mysterious and deep mystery, as if it was too ancient The emperor stood side by side, looking down at the current era.

Cognitive reorganization, the old viewpoints collapsed, and the new model was quickly constructed based on the surroundings. Meng Qi's vision was no longer the same. The ancient hibiscus tree was like the skeleton of the heavens and the world, standing in the dark and vast, and shoulder to shoulder. Mulberry leaves, the universe, makes the legendary power seem extremely small.

Meng Qi did not move forward, standing quietly above the valley where the roots of towering ancient trees dried up. Many thoughts flashed in his mind, but they settled one after another, leaving no trace.

He stretched out his right hand, raised his index finger and middle finger, and wrote gold letters on the cliff of "Valley":

"Yu Xu Su Meng is here waiting for the seniors of the emperor, leaving the book at the current node."

The word pan-glazed, like a rune, to suppress the monkey monkeys under Wuzhishan, solemn and sacred, but Meng Qi just finished writing, turned away, it seems that the ancient hibiscus tree contains a flood beast that threatens him. Whether there will be latecomers to destroy. Do not let the message matter.

Normally, there are various possibilities for future development. Even if the Qing emperor must arrive here five years later, it does not mean that Meng Qi's written words can survive until then. Most people are interested in destroying and erasing by various means, not hiding. No protection is tantamount to opening the door.

With Meng Qi's current legendary realm and ability to censor his thoughts, he is naturally aware of this, but at this time he walked very resolutely and walked as usual, instead of rushing away, it was prepared.

Xiao Sang always guided himself to find the whereabouts of the Qing Emperor, and left him a few years later, saying that it was of great benefit to peeping into the future. And Zhixushan just derived the time and place of the Qing Emperor's sermon, and the two "fate" contradict each other. All these are connected. If you do n’t understand the mystery, it is really stupid, of course. It's not the cow of the ox devil.

"Hey. Zhixushan is good at deduction and accumulation of eternity. The deduction of Qing emperor's testimony is still far away. I don't know who has deliberately guided them?" Naturally came to the gap in the hibiscus ancient tree boundary, a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

The Qing Emperor is the closest one to the other side of the living supernatural beings. It is certainly not easy for Zhixu Mountain to infer his related things. Most of them are like peeping at the current "causes of the effects". Even if they have strong positions and corresponding treasures that they can't imagine, they can measure the emperor one or two, and the matter of preaching must involve the game of the great men on the other side. And battles, are they the time and place they can see?

Drunk research. The power of Zhixushan who is not distracted may not be aware of the problem, but once they hear the specific deduction results, they will understand what is going on!

Since the plans of the people on the other side are involved, it is enough to complete this part of the matter yourself. You don't have to worry about whether the message will be damaged. Others worry about it. If you are too responsible, it will only involve God's will, life and death. Speculative danger!

At present, I am not enough to really get involved in the other side!

When you retreat, you retreat, when you pull out you have to pull out immediately!

As for the benefits that Xiao Sang said, she has already obtained it in Zhixu Mountain, and she has a certain degree of understanding of peeping into the future. She really "does not deceive me," regardless of the description of Yueziqian, or the river of fate. The specific situation, Mo Fei, Huang Yao and others on the details of possible future deductions, etc., are "meaning in the title."

With a smile, Meng Qi stepped out of the gap with his negative hand, and returned to the Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace in one step.

Yun Shen was ignorant again.

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Inside King's Palace.

Yu Jinghua was wearing thick-skinned clothes, and was doing dirty and tiring work. Her beautiful face did not complain at all, except for the big "sweat beads" of beans, she was full of concentration.

The steward next to me looked slightly nodded, and secretly praised him. This girl was really simple and honest, without any flamboyant intestines. She worked hard, behaved, worked hard, did not have any suspiciousness, and did not have a high performance. Whether it is cultivation Martial arts, heart to the rivers and lakes, still create opportunities, close to Wang Ye and other acts, nothing!

"I have to mention something to the director, and add her monthly money." Guan Shihe muttered inside.

And Yu Jinghua is not as serious as the surface. She has been incubating for almost a year, far exceeding the limit given by the six roads, but the follow-up tasks have not yet been triggered.

There is no way, there is a demon-level Jin King in the house, which involves the terrible "immortal" organization. She had to wait patiently and treat herself as a real rough-cut girl ring. There was nothing extraordinary about every move, even herself. It seems that they have forgotten that they are still a reincarnation and come from another world.

Only in this way can it safely lurk in Jin Wangfu!

After finishing the work in hand, Yu Jinghua put away the utensils and followed the steward to march to the next yard. The rest of the things here are owned by the various daily institutions of the Mo Gong.

Through the gate of the moon, Yu Jinghua encountered the gardener who had just pruned the leaves inside. This was her teammate Zhu Tianming.

The two of them went sideways, nodded each other, and chatted a few words without pretending to not know each other, because each other's household registration was in the same place, even if they entered the government from different channels, they couldn't hide this, and the more they got stuck This matter, the easier it is to expose flaws.

In the eyes of others, if they take it for granted, they think that they are a model to enter the government first, stand firm, and then introduce a group of fellow villagers.

In greetings, Yu Jinghua and Zhu Tianming both saw the anxiety in each other's eyes, but they didn't give follow-up tasks, and they couldn't do anything about it.

Is it really necessary to be a girl ring in Jin Wangfu for a lifetime? Yu Jinghua came up with this idea.

She had just separated from Zhu Tianming, and when her backs were still on both sides of the moon gate, her body suddenly trembled and froze in place. Zhu Tianming did the same, as if she had a spirit.

The long-lost familiar voice sounded!

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Deep inside the Changle Palace, is a deep secret hall full of restraints.

Numerous humane lights gathered around him, and Gao Lan, surrounded by many emperor figures, suddenly opened his eyes, shining light in the dark and showing nothingness, lighting up every corner of the hall.

Finally there are enough "his and my mark"!

Gao Lan's appearance was cold and indifferent, and his heart was inevitable, and he sighed softly.

Combining two personalities with the mirror of this life is not a simple thing to say. The difficulties and repetitions are by no means outsiders. By this, he has long understood "I am me" and waited until Yan Ran was resurrected. The failure of his plan has made him see clearly, see all kinds, and to date, accumulation is enough.

Hang down with your right hand, holding the sword of the Emperor around your waist, Gao Lan slowly stood up, standing proudly between heaven and earth, as if feeling passionate and solemn:

"One hundred years of illness and vicissitudes of life, this heart will not change, this will not fall!"

With a bang, he pulled out the Emperor Sword, a piece of pale gold. (To be continued.) 2k novel reading network