Chapter 262 Behind the White Wall

There are not many young monks left in the ruins.

Most of the monks from the major sects died in the cemetery. Those who left alive also left the ruins early and returned outside. As for the few remaining monks, they felt the thick fog. After a huge change, I also chose to leave.

They were not as lucky as Yun Jianyue, and none of their elders came here, so many people actually died in the ruins.

The white mist is a weapon for killing people, and it is their method to invade the monk's body. It was just a slow process before, but now as the white mist becomes more and more, the white mist becomes more and more terrifying.

The monks understood the importance clearly and naturally chose to leave.

Although Yun Jianyue went deep into it, with the help of the middle-aged Taoist's talisman, he left faster than many others. When he walked out of the white mist, countless eyes fell on him in an instant.

Looking at the pale face of this Taoist genius, the monks thought that it was extremely difficult for even such a person to persevere in the white mist.

But soon, after looking at Yun Jianyue for a few times, the visitor said with emotion, "Congratulations, little friend, let's take another step forward." .🅆.🄲

When Yun Jianyue heard this, he quickly returned the salute. Although after setting foot on the other side of the realm, his realm was almost the same as that of the traveler in front of him, but there was still a gap in seniority between the two, so he still saluted.

As the visitor from afar opened his mouth, everyone quickly looked at Yun Jianyue. After a while, some voices of admiration sounded from the crowd.

This one of the two disciples of the Taoist sect was already a genius at the peak of the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness Realm. I don’t know how many monks want to take Yun Jianyue into their sect and let her become a monk under their sect. However, the infatuated young disciples dare not Even if I rob, I won’t rob.

Now that Yun Jian Yue has taken another step forward, they don't just want to own Yun Jian Yue.

This means that the generation of Chi Xin Guan has another figure who can shoulder the future of Chi Xin Guan.

If a sect wants to be prosperous for a long time, the first thing it needs is to have a long-lasting foundation. There must be a strong person in the sect who can control the current situation, and there must be a group of strong people who can do it. Then the sect can make the sect Stability, in addition to this, those young monks are actually the icing on the cake, but if you want to last forever, you must have a strong man who can control you, a real genius, before the current strong man dies. Those who need youth as a prefix can take over the sect's foundation before the strongest person in the mountain sect dies.

Yun Jianyue frowned at the sudden praise.

He didn't speak, remained silent for a moment, and then walked towards where the monks of Chixin Guan were.

Taoist Ning Gui looked at Yun Jianyue with admiration and said proactively, "I think the temple master will be very happy to go back this time."

Yun Jianyue glanced around and said softly, "But what happened inside?"

Taoist Ning Gui was startled. The monks who came out before had already told some about the situation inside, but in fact, even he didn't know what happened inside.

"There's more white mist. Maybe it's a certain cycle. Maybe there's a treasure. But it's not very friendly to young people like you." Taoist Ning Gui shook his head slightly and said softly, "Don't worry about anything. There's nothing inside." Things will be figured out.”

"Uncle Master has already entered, does the temple owner know?"

Yun Jianyue looked at Taoist Ninggui and asked this question.

A young disciple like him shouldn't have asked about the whereabouts of the big shot, but when she saw the middle-aged Taoist, Yun Jianyue already felt something bad, so she still spoke.

Taoist Ning Gui was startled and asked in confusion, "Which real person is it?!"

Anyone who is qualified to be called uncle by Yun Jianyue cannot be an ordinary monk. Even in the Infatuated View, he should be a big shot.

Yun Jianyue said, "Master Zhang Lu."

Upon hearing these four words, Taoist Ning Gui's expression suddenly changed. He asked in disbelief, "Is it Master Zhang Lu?!"

Zhanglu Zhenren is crazy

He naturally knows what kind of existence the mind view is. He is an out-and-out big shot. Even in ordinary times, it is difficult for him to see him in the mind view. Before, he had heard that such a big shot was more powerful in retreat. Although he was in a lofty realm, he never thought that he was not in the Contemplation of Infatuation at all, but came here from the Contemplation of Infatuated Mind.

"Why is he here?!"

Taoist Ning Gui looked at Yun Jianyue, somewhat confused.

Every move of such a big shot can cause countless things.

Yun Jianyue said softly, "I originally thought you should know, but looking at it now, I'm afraid you don't even know."

Yun Jianyue has always had respect for the master in charge of the law and nothing else. Now he is asking this question out of some considerations.

Taoist Ning Gui shook his head and said, "I think no matter what, the master of the temple will know these things. Generally speaking, in the whole infatuated view, even the major events in the world should be in the eyes of the master of the temple."

For the master of Chixin Temple, countless Taoist priests in Chixin Temple admire him greatly. Under the extreme admiration, they even have extreme worship and complete trust.

Yun Jianyue said, "I will go back to the mountain."

Taoist Ning Gui was startled, then nodded and said nothing more.

Although he has a higher seniority, he has actually never had any restraint on young talents like Yun Jianyue. If the other party is willing to speak to him properly, that is already great.

Yun Jianyue suddenly asked, "Senior sister is still in retreat?"

Taoist Ning Gui smiled and said, "When I came out of the mountain, I heard that she was still in seclusion, but she was no longer in seclusion. She would occasionally watch the scenery by the cliff."

Monks practicing in retreat in the world often have the so-called life and death barrier and ordinary retreat. If it is a life and death barrier, it means that no matter what, it will not appear in the world before breaking through the barrier. And often the life and death barrier is very important to a monk. The tests are all very severe, and even a first-rate genius is likely to die at the very least.

Yun Jianyue smiled and said, "I'm walking ahead of Senior Sister."

Taoist Ning Gui nodded. Ye Zhihua's previous realm had always been higher than Yun Jianyue's, but it was actually very limited. Now Yun Jianyue has had a great opportunity to go from the sea of ​​suffering to the other shore. No matter what you say, It must be at a higher level than that woman.

Thinking of what was happening in the temple about this young genius, Taoist Ning Gui was silent for a moment, thinking that actually liking a woman would not affect his practice.

If I had known this, I would have shown my affection to that junior sister when I saw her.

It's a pity that life never has what ifs.

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The lake water fell from the sky and gradually merged into streams, flowing towards the bottom of the lake again. However, due to those deep pits, it could not fill the lake again. The lake water poured into those deep pits. Know when it will be filled, or maybe it will never be filled in a lifetime.

The middle-aged Taoist rode a green bull to the lakeside. Looking at the deep pits, the middle-aged Taoist holding an oil-paper umbrella looked at the bottom of the lake and looked at the traces left by the previous battle. There was no emotion in his eyes. Naturally, he could He thought that the traces of the battle were left by Chen Chao and Yun Jianyue, but he also understood that Yun Jianyue failed to win in that battle.

"There is a gap in realm, but we still can't win. For such a person, senior brother still regards him as a genius, which is a bit blind."

The middle-aged Taoist man spoke calmly, and with a casual move, something emerged from the mud at the bottom of the lake, emitting a faint light.

After the mud on the thing fell off, its true appearance was revealed. It was a broken magical weapon, which was originally supposed to be a demon-conquering pestle.

Looking at the sharp cuts on it, the middle-aged Taoist said calmly, "One of the invading enemies was a swordsman with astonishing cultivation, and he was also a Buddha.

Are the monks the invading enemy? "

Without waiting for Qingniu's reaction, the middle-aged Taoist said calmly, "In ancient times, couldn't it be that your sects, regardless of their practice schools, whether it was martial arts, swordsmanship, Buddhism, Buddhism or Taoism, could all sit in the same mountain gate and discuss the Tao?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head. He couldn't figure it out. If there was such a thing, how could a group of monks with different cultivation concepts and methods coexist?

Wouldn’t that be a hodgepodge? .🅆.🄲

A few years ago, the three schools of Buddhism, Buddhism and Taoism held a debate-like conference. The original intention was for the monks from the three schools to find a place to study and integrate the three schools' practice concepts, but the final result was very bad. No one could convince anyone, so the so-called debate meeting ended soon and was never held again.

The middle-aged Taoist was born in Chixinguan. He studied the best Taoist classics since he was a child and was guided by famous teachers. He walked very fast and achieved success in his studies very quickly. Then he began to dabble in the cultivation methods of other schools of cultivation, but he always felt that he was not satisfied with the practice. So suitable.

When he first started cultivating, although he was unwilling to show his face in the world, he was actually much better than the so-called young geniuses at that time. It was precisely because he was too low-key that when he later became the master of Zhanglu in Chixin Guan , also caused an uproar in the spiritual world, and what really allowed this middle-aged Taoist to gain a foothold in the world was that he had a battle with an evil giant who had become famous in his early years. He was already a powerful figure in the Wangyou realm in his early years. It was only because the secret method he practiced was too cruel that he was hunted by the Righteous Path. But also because his cultivation realm was too powerful, he had been wandering around the world for many years, and no one was able to kill him. He was killed.

It was not until later that Master Zhanglu met the giant of evil. The two fought for several days and finally leveled several mountain peaks. The battle ended and spread throughout the world. No one dared to say anything to Master Zhanglu again. Say something.

Even a talented person like him would feel that there are barriers between the schools of practice, and would simply not be able to accept a group of monks from different schools practicing together.

Qing Niu didn't know what the middle-aged Taoist was thinking. At this moment, it was just looking at the broken Demon-Conquering Pestle, with some sadness in its eyes.

It slept for many years, but when he was awake many years ago, he met many people. At that time, there was a monk who would often come to him and sit on him for the whole afternoon. At that time, his waist was Don't wear this magic pestle.

Now that the magic pestle is broken, the monk has been dead for who knows how many years.

Thinking of this, Qing Niu mooed a little sadly.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced down at the green bull and said calmly, "I remembered something I shouldn't have remembered. Don't be sentimental in a hurry. If you can't find that place again, I will send you to meet him."

Qingniu suddenly said aggrievedly, "He has been dead for so many years. Even if I am dead now, how can I meet him?"

It had never spoken before, but that didn't mean he was speechless or unable to speak.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't look at it, but there was something aura about it, and the meaning was already very obvious.

Qingniu felt it, and said, "I have lived for so many years, it doesn't matter if I die now. Anyway, my mountain gate is destroyed, what's the point of me living!"

The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently, "Sleeping for many years is considered living?"

Qingniu mooed, dissatisfied, "But you want me to do this kind of thing, if I do it, am I still a human?!"

"You are just a cow, and that place has been destroyed for many years. Are half of your acquaintances still alive?"

The middle-aged Taoist said calmly, "You can't let go of the past, what are you remembering?"

Qingniu didn't say anything, just mooed.

"I think you still have some wisdom. When the things here are over, come back to the mountain with me. You can live for at least a few years by practicing in the temple."

The middle-aged Taoist sat on the back of Qingniu and spoke slowly.

"No, no, that's how they tricked me.

God knows how many years I've been trapped here!"

Qingniu was scared. He actually wanted to say a lot of things, but he didn't dare to say them. After all, once he said them, he didn't know what the Taoist would think, whether he would get angry and tear it to pieces.

As if he saw what Qingniu was thinking, the middle-aged Taoist said, "If I want to kill people all the time, can that young warrior still get out?"

"By the way, apart from the skeleton, are there any sword immortals here?"

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly remembered that breath and felt a little curious.

Listening to this, Qingniu suddenly thought of someone for no reason and felt creepy.

The hairs on it were also very hard, especially when they stood up, but the middle-aged Taoist sitting on it didn't react. He felt Qingniu's emotions, but didn't speak.

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Chen Chao walked forward firmly towards a certain place. The white fog became more and more, but he did not feel uncomfortable. But in fact, he was like this from the beginning. Except that he could not use his cultivation like other cultivators, he was actually different from other cultivators. He never felt uncomfortable. Walking in the white fog did not require him to spend too much energy. Chen Chao actually understood the reason a long time ago.

The white fog had already entered his body a few years ago and coexisted with his body for so many years. When he came back again, it would naturally not cause any damage to his body.

So now, even if there is more white fog, Chen Chao is not too worried about dying in the hands of the white fog. However, he needs to think about the danger hidden in the white fog.

But he still has to go to the place he wants to go.

He has even heard the call.

There is even a voice in his heart that keeps calling, wanting Chen Chao to get close to that place, go to that place, and find that place.

Chen Chao did not hesitate. He felt the feeling a few years ago.

So he walked forward, through the dense forest, across the stream, and continued to move forward in a field.

These places were all scenes he had never been to before, and naturally he had never seen them. This relic once again refreshed his cognition.

It was really too big.

This couldn't be the size of a mountain.

Chen Chao even felt that this mountain gate was something hidden in a certain formation. From the outside, it was just a back mountain, but inside, the space was extremely large.

To set up such a formation, I'm afraid it must be a first-class formation master, and the things used to operate the formation are probably unacceptable to ordinary people. Even the big sects of the world should consider it.

But that sect has been destroyed for countless years, why is the formation still running?

Could it be that the resources contained in the mountain gate are enough to keep the formation running for thousands of years?

Or there is no so-called magic weapon at all, there is only a space magic weapon.

If it is a space magic weapon, it must be a treasure.

Because no sect in the world has such a magical instrument with such a vast space.

Chen Chao thought about those things and kept walking forward. After an unknown period of time, the field in front of him came to an end. There was a white mist in front of him, which was so thick that Chen Chao could not see what was inside through the white mist.

The white mist accumulated too much, as if there was a real white wall here.

Chen Chao was silent for a long time watching this scene.

Then he crashed into the white wall.

The white mist did not disperse, but Chen Chao crashed into it.

But the next moment, Chen Chao was dumbfounded, because what came into his eyes was really beyond his imagination.

Behind the white mist was a mountain.

At this moment, Chen Chao was standing at the foot of the mountain.