Chapter 168 The Change of Dongli

Yanyu Guzhou, Guangming Peak.

This is the highest mountain in Yanyu Guzhou, and it is also the only place that can break through the rainfall layer and receive sunshine all year round.

Hilltop, Terrace.

Looking around, there is an endless sea of ​​white clouds all around.

The white clouds were undulating and surging endlessly, the sky was blue and pure, with a touch of frightening transparency, as if a star could be picked off with one's hand.

Xiao Yushi has been standing on the balcony for sixteen hours.

She was observing the law of movement of the sea of ​​clouds.

There are rules to follow in everything. Even the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, which is formed by the condensation of endless water vapor, can find some wonderful rules and orders amidst the seemingly complicated changes.

This is Xiao Yushi's practice of enlightenment.

As long as she encounters difficulties in her practice, she will walk onto this terrace, look at the sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles, and gain enlightenment by observing the clouds.

It has been like this since childhood.

Over time, Xiao Yushi also comprehended her Taoism from the turbulent sea of ​​clouds.

After enlightenment, Xiao Yushi hadn't been here for a long time, but recently, Xiao Yushi came here very frequently, especially after returning from Dongli Sanctuary, she came here almost every two days.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds again, it is not for enlightenment, but just to shake the appearance of the prodigal son out of his mind.

"Saint, something serious happened!"

A female lamp-carrying officer hurriedly rushed to the terrace and said.

"Why are you so panicked?" Xiao Yushi frowned and asked.

"Holy Master...is dead!"

Peacock Continent, Tianjin Garden.

Kong Lingxuan was walking among the flowers holding the hand of a beautiful woman. She looked anxious and said, "Mother, why are you not in a hurry when such a big thing happened?"

"What's the use of being anxious, what should happen has already happened, and no one can stop it. No matter what challenges the Dongli sea area will face in the future, just try to guard your own territory. Other things are not something we can worry about. "

Kong Lingxuan sighed: "I really don't understand how such a powerful existence as the Holy Master died so easily. It's really unbelievable."

"Holy Master? He's just a dying old man. The Xuanyuan Continent is so vast and dangerous. A bad old man like him doesn't want to stay at home for the elderly, but goes out to be a hero. Isn't he just asking for his own death?"

This beautiful young woman is none other than King Kong Miaoyin, one of the Four Great Ming Kings in the Dongli Sea Area, Kong Miaoyin!

"Xuan'er, is that Su Chen you mentioned really a master-level divine tattoo master?"

"Of course it's true. How dare Xuan'er lie to my lord mother, and...Xuan'er even recognized Su Chen as her god-brother."

"Oh? Didn't I have an extra son? I don't think it's that simple." Kong Miaoyin smiled and rubbed Kong Lingxuan's head, her eyes full of doting.

Kong Lingxuan blushed: "Master, stop making fun of your daughter."

"Take time to go to the Beixuan Continent and invite your good brother. My mother wants to learn from him. I have been stuck on the threshold of the Grand Master for more than 50 years. If I don't hurry up, there will be no next 50 years." Spent it on me."

Kong Lingxuan's expression tightened, and she said, "My lord, have your old injuries recurred?"

"No wonder others, who made me greedy and wanted to forcefully break through the ninety-nine catastrophes. Back then, I was not qualified to step into the sea of ​​suffering, but now...your good brother may be the opportunity for me to break through."

Kong Lingxuan was shocked: "Mom, do you have the hope to break through the ninety-nine catastrophes?"

Once you break through the ninety-nine catastrophes, you will be a strong man in the Lunhai Realm!

"30% sure, plus your good brother, maybe 50%."

"My daughter is leaving for Beixuan Continent!"

"Don't worry, the Dongli sea area will definitely be turbulent in the next few days. You can go to sea after the situation eases a little."

Dongli Beihai.

In Huoyuan Continent, an active volcano is erupting violently.

Billowing clouds of fire covered the sky and the sun, as if even the sky was burning.

On Huoyun, a large number of priests are fighting with a group of demons.

At this moment, a loud roar resounded through the sky.

It was the skeleton of a giant dragon over a thousand meters long. This giant dragon had been dead for an unknown number of years, and even the bones were covered with traces of time, but at this moment it was flying over the clouds.

On the keel, stood a bare-armed and barefooted man with a bald head. There was a ray of holy precious light blooming between the man's eyebrows, but black stripes full of demonic energy were engraved on the top of his head. Jinding.

When an elderly priest saw this scene, he was so frightened that he lost most of his soul.

"It's him! He's back!"

"Great Priest, who is he?"

"Demon Monk——Lu Yinyang!"

Dongli Donghai.

Fanluo Guzhou, Ziqing Palace.

"Master, something is wrong, the devil is here!"

"Buzz!"

With a flash of black light, the inside and outside of the hall were plunged into a thick darkness. Before Xiao Daotong could escape, it was as if a pair of invisible big hands were pinching his whole body. Little by little, it was twisted out, blood dripped into the darkness, and there was a burst of contented laughter.

"Jie Jie... Such delicious blood, I haven't tasted such a fresh taste for a long time."

Stab it!

A violet-green sword light roared over, cutting through the darkness and reappearing the light.

The devil fell to the ground, spitting black blood out of his mouth, looked at the old man who came out of the hall in horror, and said in disbelief, "Ziwei real person...impossible, you died five hundred years ago!"

Stab it!

Another purple-green sword glow swept out, directly chopping the demon's head to pieces.

The old man walked away with a flick of his sleeves, without the slightest ripple on his old face.

"Tao Tao, don't run around, go to the Sanctuary with Master, that is the place where you were born, you should go back and have a look after all these years."

A plum-blossom fawn covered in snow-white, dyed with bright red plum blossom imprints, pink and tender, with delicate features, jumped up and ran over, and said in a childish voice: "Really, can I transform into a human form?"

"Not yet, when you meet someone with predestined relationship, the shackles imposed on you will naturally be untied. At that time, you will be qualified to become a radiant saint of the Sanqing."

"Is the Holy Maiden of the Sanqing very powerful?"

"The Saintess of the Sanqing is not very powerful, but if you become a Saint of the Sanqing, you are qualified to learn the Saints' Scriptures left by the Taoist ancestor of the Sanqings. As long as you can complete the Saints' Scriptures, you may be able to become the Xuanyuan Continent after seven thousand years. The fifth immortal cultivator who escaped from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Master, you always say that the sea of ​​bitterness is bitter, but I have tasted it. The sea is salty, not bitter, and there are many fish and shrimp in the sea, all of which are delicious."

Master Ziwei smiled and said: "You are still young, when you are as old as Master, you will know how bitter the sea of ​​suffering really is."