South Maple State.
Changdu Mountain.
On top of a golden jade tower, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a black and white black robe, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly frowned, and then slowly opened his eyes.
This person's name is Cen Ming, and his Taoist name is "Mingjun". He is proficient in deriving hexagrams and counting stars.
The ancestor Cen Chong mentioned was this person.
This Changdu Mountain was born in the clouds, and its roots are rooted in the depths of the clouds. It is an unreachable fairyland.
This Changdu Mountain is the dojo of this Mingjun.
Cen Ming pinched his fingers to deduce, and there were streams of light flickering between his fingers. After a long while, Cen Ming looked to the east in the distance.
"It's Dongxuanzhou again..." Cen Ming frowned slightly.
He had already been to Dongxuanzhou last time and found nothing. He was also chased and beaten by someone for nearly half a month.
From that eternal secret realm, we chased all the way to Nanfeng Changdu Mountain.
What a lunatic.
But this time, the reason why Cen Ming felt the connection was because one of his descendants mentioned his name several times in his heart.
For monks of Cen Ming's level, not to mention the descendants of his own family, Cen Ming would feel something about his name when others mentioned him.
Cen Ming stood up slowly, and the next moment he appeared on the top of the golden jade tower.
After much thought, Cen Ming decided to visit Dongxuan Continent again.
The more proficient you are in deduction and the more you understand numerology, the more you worry about the eventuality.
That three-thousand-year-old fight between heaven and earth is still a big knot in Cen Ming’s mind.
Nothing but fear.
Cen Ming stepped through the void in one step. At his level, traveling across states was not too difficult.
What others may not be able to do in their lifetime, Cen Ming only needs to roughly...
The time of a stick of incense.
It's just that Cen Ming left in a bit of a hurry. To use the old saying, he went out without looking at the almanac.
Because he had just left the border of Xiandu Mountain, someone felt a feeling at the border of Nanfeng State.
This man looked middle-aged and was wearing a washed, pale blue gown.
This man also carried a long spear wrapped in coarse cloth behind his back.
The middle-aged man was leading the horse to stop at a creek, and the maroon old horse was lowering its head to drink water.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked at the sky and said to himself: "I really don't forget to eat but not to fight."
The middle-aged man gently touched the horse's mane twice and said, "Old man, wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."
After saying this, the middle-aged man's figure disappeared instantly.
At the same time, in the northern region of Dongxuanzhou, at the border of Luochao, there was a woman walking slowly towards the Eternal Secret Realm.
When the woman woke up, her state had already stabilized in the realm of returning to the virtual world.
She took one step and reached the peak of returning to virtual reality.
Take another step forward to break through the realm and gain access to the mysteries.
The shackles of realm are like nothing to her.
The woman raised her head and looked in the direction of the Eternal Secret Realm, with a smile on her face.
Take another step forward, and one mystery becomes two…
At this moment, inside the Kyushu Cauldron.
Luo Yi looked at Cen Ziyan condescendingly.
He slowly pulled An Ling out of the scabbard and gently patted Cen Ziyan's cheek with the sword blade.
"He was born with a handsome face. It would be a pity to die."
Cen Ziyan trembled all over, but his eyes showed a trace of desire for survival.
But Luo Yi's next words completely knocked him down again.
"But it would be even more of a pity if he didn't die."
Cen Ziyan's lips trembled and he couldn't even say a word.
Seeing Luo Yi killing Tong Ran and others like a chicken and a dog, how could Cen Ziyan still think about resisting?
Especially the deaths of those people were more miserable than the last, and the painful wails still echoed in Cen Ziyan's ears.
An Ling's sword slowly slid down, all the way to Cen Ziyan's throat, and stopped slowly.
Luo Yi smiled and said, "How about you do it yourself?"
Cen Ziyan's face was as pale as paper, and his body began to sway.
At this moment, a voice sounded behind Luo Yi.
"stop!"
Luo Yi turned his head slightly and looked at the girl behind him from the corner of his eye.
The girl Su Qingqiu appeared here at some unknown time. At this moment, Su Qingqiu's face was full of solemnity.
"Luo Yi, it's time to stop."
"Luo Yi" turned around, "Do you know Luo Yi?"
Su Qingqiu frowned, and before she could answer, "Luo Yi" smiled and said, "That's very good."
"Killing you will make him very angry."
Luo Yi raised An Ling and pointed the tip of his sword at Su Qingqiu.
Su Qingqiu's heart sank. She could clearly feel that Luo Yi's current aura was a little strange, but she never expected that Luo Yi seemed to have been taken away from him and did not recognize him at all.
Seeing Luo Yi's spearhead aimed at the girl who suddenly appeared, Cen Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief. With his remaining left hand, he quietly groped for the bracelet.
But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he paused on the spot.
Because Cen Ziyan's head rolled down from his neck without warning.
Blood spurted out instantly, like a bloody fountain.
Cen Ziyan's head rolled to the ground, his eyes widened, and he was still looking at the bracelet so close to him until his death.
No one knows when Luo Yi drew his sword.
Even Cen Ziyan himself didn't know.
But this seems to be a blessing for him.
At least compared to Tong Ran and others, Cen Ziyan's death was not painful at all.
But Luo Yi still smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking at Su Qingqiu in front of him.
Cen Ziyan's blood gradually flowed to his feet.
Su Qingqiu's complexion became a little ugly.
Killing Cen Ziyan was no longer just a fight against the Cen family, it was almost equivalent to being an enemy of the entire Eastern Region.
The Cen family is the most powerful family in the Eastern Region, if not the strongest.
After provoking such forces, will Luo Yi reap the rewards in the future?
But Su Qingqiu also knew that the current Luo Yi was not the real Luo Yi.
The reason why Luo Yi in front of her killed everyone on sight was just to make enemies for Luo Yi.
The more enemies Luo Yi has, the earlier he will appear.
Su Qingqiu slowly exhaled, "In that case, I will wake you up."
The smile on Luo Yi's face became even brighter.
"OK."
"come."
