Chapter 662 Before the World Destroys

When the little red bird was flying against the wind in the Thousand Mile Wind Corridor, an old man with thinning hair and a red nose went to Guocheng Temple, or rather returned to Guocheng Temple.

Zenzi is in the snowfield, and the old abbot has passed away. The current Guocheng Temple can really suppress the masters of the evil sect with the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate.

But for some reason, this large formation is of no use to that bad old man like it was more than a hundred years ago.

This ugly and impressive old man is naturally Patriarch Xuanyin.

The old ancestor entered the Guocheng Temple through the back door with ease, found the kitchen where the dishes had been cooked for several years, opened a hidden cage, brought out the still warm braised pig's trotters, took a good bite, and said vaguely: "After so many years, I still only hide in these places."

The next moment, his face changed suddenly, with sadness in his eyes, and he slowly spat out a broken tooth. He no longer had the mood to eat, put the braised pig's trotters back, and said to the old monk who was looking at him with a smile, "Don't laugh."

The old monk smiled and said, "The abbot often said back then that we should laugh at things in the world, and we got used to it."

"Although this kind of thing has happened many times, I'm still not used to it."

Patriarch Xuanyin stroked his dozens of hairs with oily hands, looked at the old monk and said, "You are also the head of the lecture hall?"

This old monk is the head of the lecture hall of Guocheng Temple, and Zen Zi is not there, so he is the person with the highest seniority and status in Guocheng Temple.

"When I first entered the temple, I studied scriptures with the abbot." The head of the lecture hall said with a smile.

Patriarch Xuanyin simply sat down, counted with his fingers: "You are one, there must be many others in the former Lvtang chief seat, isn't this Guocheng Temple his? Why is the real person making such trouble?"

The head of the lecture hall sighed and said: "The disciples are incompetent and low-level, so they can't help the abbot."

Patriarch Xuanyin disagreed and said: "Your realm is indeed a bit inferior, not as good as mine, but you can be regarded as a powerful figure in Guocheng Temple."

The head of the lecture hall said: "It is always not as good as Zen, let alone as far as Cao Yuan."

Patriarch Xuanyin suddenly changed the subject and said, "Are you ready?"

"I didn't study Buddhism well in my life, and my state was low. I spent all my time studying mantra arrays."

The head of the Lecture Hall smiled and said, "No one is more familiar with the curse array by Tongtianjing than me."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Patriarch Xuanyin rubbed his red nose and said, "Let's go."

The sea breeze was blowing the thinning hair and the hairless top of the head. This is the shore of the East China Sea, standing by the gloomy Tongtianjing.

Patriarch Xuanyin stood by the cliff, looked down at the dark place, and said expressionlessly, "The curse array here is so powerful, are you sure you can break it?"

"As I said, I have spent my whole life studying how to break this formation." The head of the lecture hall said, "Of course, there are still many in this curse formation that were arranged by Shuiyue Temple, and that is beyond my ability."

As soon as the words were finished, a master of Shuiyue Temple came out from between the rocks, looked at the ancestor Xuanyin expressionlessly and said: "After breaking this curse array, sir will use his whole life of magic skills to break through the thirty-three heavens in Tongtian Well from the bottom of the sea. You should be very clear about what will happen then, are you sure you will not be soft?"

Patriarch Xuanyin laughed loudly: "I just like the way you decent masters mock me, the evil patriarch, for not being ruthless enough."

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The wind of Thousand Miles Wind Corridor.

water in the East China Sea.

What else do you need?

Both are the most important passages from Chaotian Continent to the Underworld.

But when it comes to passages, the most famous and largest are in the depths of the sea.

There is a huge vortex there, named Mingquan Secret Realm.

The Thunder Soul Wood of the Green Mountain Sect came from here.

One early morning in early winter, a shrill howling pierced through the rumbling sound of falling water, and spread far away in the sea.

After an unknown amount of time, the calm sea surface suddenly bulged, and a huge black shadow could be faintly seen under the water.

Immediately afterwards, countless white water lines appeared on the sea surface.

Those black shadows and white lines are traces of monsters.

In the past countless years, in order to bring chaos to the Continent, the underworld has secretly reared and driven many monsters to come here.

Those monsters hidden in the muddy water all died under Liu Ci's sword more than a hundred years ago, but there are still a huge number of monsters hidden in the boundless sea.

Accompanied by that scream today, all the monsters came to the side of the maelstrom, and slowly appeared, looking at the little black spot in the sky, expressing their absolute surrender.

That little black dot is more like a thin black line, because Yinfeng's tail feathers are really long.

It flies between the virtual world and the real, condescendingly looking down at the monsters on the sea, its eyes are indifferent, as if it dominates the world.

Even if it is guarding the Qingshan of the Heaven-reaching Realm, it has no way to summon and control these terrifying monsters, let alone order these monsters to throw themselves into the maelstrom as a blood sacrifice on that day. The reason why it was able to summon so many monsters here was because its whistling sound had the imprint of the soul imprinted on it by Daoist Taiping, and also because there were countless tiny runes hidden in the colorful feathers that were blown by the wind, and they were constantly falling on the sea.

On the far side of the sea, there is a very large island, and on the east side there is a high mountain.

That mountain is a giant.

The whistling of Yinfeng came here across the boundless sea, it was already inaudible, even the delicate and sensitive elves didn't hear it, and they were still sleeping in the flowers.

The giant woke up with his eyes open, raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and whispered Aga.

——Is this the mosquito that Jingyang said? It's kind of annoying.

What he didn't expect was that his casual whisper to himself was like thunder to the elves in the woods, and it was also very annoying.

The translucent flowers unfolded, and the elf warriors flew out holding their spears, bows and arrows, constantly reprimanding the mountain-like giant, showing their courage and fearlessness.

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The clouds and mist dispersed, Tan Zhenren walked slowly along the stone steps to the peak, and looked at the sun beyond the sea of ​​clouds.

I don't know if it's because of the rising sun or some other reason, but his forehead is wider than before, but the simple civilian clothes are still the same as before.

"Ren Qianzhu went to Yi Mao Zhai."

Master Bai walked to his side and said with a blank expression, "It doesn't matter whether Bu Qiuxiao can become a saint or not, I just hope that he remains neutral as in the past few years."

Tan Zhenzhen knew that she was speaking indifferently, but in fact she was still very stressed, and said: "The clouds do not compete with the breeze, and the wind cannot disperse the clouds."

Master Bai didn't answer his words, and said, "Would you like to come with me when the Qingshan Grand Ceremony is held?"

Tan Zhenren looked at the distant sky, and suddenly said: "When I first entered Yunmeng, you said a word to me."

"Looking at the sky, dying right in front of your eyes?" said Master Bai.

Tan Zhenren looked away, looked at her and asked seriously: "Are you sure you want to go?"

Master Bai said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will wait for one of them to die first before making a move."

Tan Zhenren sighed, and said, "There are green hills."

"Then just watch them getting stronger and stronger?" Bai Zhenren said.

Tan Zhenzhen said: "Flowers, plants, trees, monsters, and sun stars, there is a reason for being strong, how can it be interrupted by external forces?"

Master Bai remained indifferent, thinking that as long as the external force is strong enough, there is no rule that cannot be interrupted, even if it is cause and effect.

Tan Zhenren knew that he could not persuade her, and said, "Even if one of Taiping and Jingyang dies, how can the Qingshan formation be broken?"

Bai Zhenren said: "If Taiping wants to compete with Jingyang, the thing that must be contested is the Qingshan formation. This is our chance."

Tan Zhenren suddenly felt a little tired, and said: "We haven't eaten the dishes cooked earlier for many years."

Master Bai said: "The dishes she cooks are not delicious."

Tan Zhenzhen said: "I went to Sanqianyuan to see her, and I don't know when she will wake up."

"What about you?" Bai Zhenren looked at him and said indifferently: "Your cultivation talent is far superior to that of your peers, even above mine. Why can't you take that step today? When will you really wake up?"

After saying this, she turned around and walked into the clouds.

I don't know where the clouds are deep.

I don't know where.

It should still be in Yunmeng Mountain, but it seems to have gone elsewhere.

The invisible stairs lead to a very high place, and black stones are quietly suspended in the air, forming a formation that looks simple but is actually extremely complicated.

Master Bai walked between the black stones, waved his sleeves, and an extremely pure aura spread out, evenly falling on the black stones.

The black stone began to emit a cold luster. If the eyes stayed on it for too long, they might be mistaken for the road leading to the abyss.

Then those black stones began to rotate slowly, and their luster also flickered, as if they had turned into stars, but it was much sparser than the starry sky that Chaotian Continent could see.

Or maybe that's the real starry sky.

A fireball could be vaguely seen in the distance, but strangely, no heat could be felt, only a chill.

Master Bai knelt down facing the starry sky, and said, "Bai Yuan pays homage to the ancestors."