Chapter 210 He Is Coming

As time passed, the icy cold light of the Bingxuan Sect became more intense, and more and more people gathered around the Bingxuan Sect. Some came with swords, and some came on horseback. Some people came in large spirit beast chariots.

At this moment, on the outermost side of the huge iceberg formed by the Bingxuan Sect, there are many chariots of spiritual beasts, all of different kinds, including horses, tigers and wolves, and lions and leopards. These are not ordinary beasts, but It is a spiritual beast that has been trained for many years.

Among these many spiritual beast chariots, there is a four-horse chariot.

This chariot is not very eye-catching. Both the four horses pulling the chariot and the chariot look ordinary and even a little shabby. The driver responsible for driving the chariot is neither a handsome man nor a beautiful woman, but a somewhat round body. dwarf.

This dwarf was only a little over one meter tall. He was wearing a tailor-made robe and a bamboo hat on his head. He was standing beside him in a dignified manner. He didn't say a word, just stood there.

There was a young man sitting in the chariot.

The man was wearing a clean white coat, with long black hair hanging casually. He had a rather handsome face, but his expression was a bit lazy. He looked very young, but he didn't have the vitality that a young man should have. , not only that, but more of a kind of twilight.

This kind of twilight atmosphere is like the setting sun, like dusk, like darkness will fall at any time.

He leaned against the sedan chair and sat casually, crossing his legs, drinking a small drink while looking at the cold light of the Bing Xuan Sect without even looking at it.

Clean white clothes, handsome face.

Lazy demeanor, twilight temperament.

At dusk, before nightfall, the breeze is clear, and people die.

Who else is it if it’s not Gu Qingfeng?

he came.

The time it takes to come is neither long nor short.

Before coming, he had been hesitant and had been thinking about a problem for several days.

That means whether you should come or not, and what you should do when you come.

This question may be just a simple question to others, but it is of great significance to Gu Qingfeng.

Because this matter is related to his cause and effect.

A Yun Nishang.

A red sleeve.

An Ouyang night.

Many signs indicate that he has an extraordinary cause and effect with this matter.

If it was just a simple cause and effect, Gu Qingfeng wouldn't be so hesitant. The key is that the old monk's words of bitterness really made him panic.

When he was in Jiuyou, he once heard an old devil mention the sea of ​​suffering, and he also heard about it. He said that there are many great powers in the world who have explored their own cause and effect, and the purpose of exploring cause and effect is also very simple. After all, the relationship between cause and effect is Existence is too complex, all-encompassing, with three thousand avenues, and all laws are within cause and effect. If we understand cause and effect, then it will be easy to deduce the avenue and the laws.

only.

Cause and effect is cause and effect after all. It is known as the avenue among avenues, the law among laws, and the root of everything.

Many great powers will inexplicably fall into a strange circle, which is also a cycle of cause and effect. They are trapped in it and cannot leave, cannot get out, and cannot break free. They will only get deeper and deeper, and the more they make up, the more chaotic and chaotic they become. The more you supplement, the more you cut, the more you cut, the more you cut, the more you cut, and so on... This is the so-called sea of ​​suffering.

The old monk said that if there is an end to the road of cause and effect, then it is the sea of ​​suffering.

The old monk said that there is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, but when you turn back, you will reach the shore.

Gu Qingfeng thought about it and finally came.

First, he really wanted to figure out the cause and effect between himself and Yun Nishang.

Secondly, he felt that besides exploring his own cause and effect, there seemed to be nothing else to do.

Third, since you've caught up, let's come.

That's all.

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On top of the huge iceberg formed by the Bingxuan Sect, the elders headed by Master Yuhua stood there quietly. In addition, the eighteen chiefs and nine direct disciples of the Bingxuan Sect also surrounded the path. Han Guang stood quietly.

Standing at the front was a woman, a beautiful-looking woman, clad in colorful lights and covered in frost.

Everyone knows her.

It was Leng Yanqiu, the new head of the Bingxuan Sect.

At this moment, the crowd was making a noise, and they saw a group of people flying towards them in the air. When everyone took a closer look, they were all from the Bingxuan Sect Qianzhengtang, and they were all coming. They are well-known masters, such as Wei Hong, Fang Chen and so on.

Without exception, these people are the first batch of colorful spirit geniuses after the catastrophe. They all have four natural colored spirits, and most of them are purple colors, and there are hundreds of them.

In addition, there are more than ten commanders of Qianzhengtang, large and small. Since they can become the commander of Qianzhengtang, their cultivation strength is naturally unparalleled. This is indeed the case. The commanders of Qianzhengtang are all colored. Spiritual geniuses do not draw purple colors, but green colors.

The various colors and mysteries of nature are more powerful than the last, and more mysterious than the last.

One color is universal.

Two colors are gold.

The three colors are purple.

The four colors are green.

The more than ten commanders of Qianzhengtang are all naturally green, and their strength is so high that it is intimidating.

Is that all?

No!

According to rumors, the cultivation levels of the commanders of Qianzhengtang are all at the ninth level of the Golden Core.

Among the people who came, the leader was a man. The man seemed to be about thirty years old. He was wearing a light blue robe and had a calm smile on his face. He looked quite elegant.

This person's name is Si Qianhua, and he is the head of Qianzheng Hall.

The Jiuhua League has eighty-one halls.

Those who can become hall masters are all people with great backgrounds, great identities, and great abilities.

Some of the hall masters' names are thunderous and powerful, while some of the hall masters' names represent a low profile.

This is the case with Si Qianhua.

No one knows what kind of cultivation Si Qianhua, the master of Qianzheng Hall, has or what his strength is, because no one has ever seen him take action.

Don't say that others don't know.

Even Wei Qing, who had been dormant in the Jiuhua Alliance for a hundred years, didn't know.

Wei Qing knew that there were many mysterious beings in the Jiuhua Alliance, and Si Qianhua was one of them.

"Master Leng, congratulations."

Si Qianhua came in the wind. He stood with his hands behind his hands, smiling slightly, looking calm and calm.

"Lord Qianhua."

Leng Yanqiu turned around, with a slightly arrogant expression on her beautiful face, looked at Si Qianhua, and responded coldly: "You're fine."

More than a dozen leaders and hundreds of geniuses from Qianzhengtang stood in the sky. Only Si Qianhua and more than a dozen old men fell on the iceberg of the Bingxuan Sect. No one knew who these more than ten old men were. Everyone followed Si Qianhua with expressionless faces.

Si Qianhua walked forward, looking at the cold light in the center of the Bingxuan Sect, and then closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something. After a moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became more intense. He smiled and said, "Give the Taiyin seeds to Master Leng."

After the words fell, an old man held a lunar seed and handed it over.

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