When life and death are in danger, a destructive divine fire rises and cuts out from the depths of Watson's divine sea.
When the divine fire rose, the Buddhist beads, golden Buddhas, and divine talismans were imprisoned by the old man's law of time, and they were chopped out as fast as lightning.
This was a scene that the old man who was transformed into black mist could never imagine.
After Watson revealed all his cards, he didn't expect that he still had a way to save his life!
Just like that time in front of his house, when his father and the blacksmith were defeated by bandits, and the family's life was in danger, Watson awakened the eye of heavenly fire.
After so many years of warming up, this destructive flame is far from the power that eight-year-old Watson used back then!
Not to mention that his formless Dharmakaya is about to be completed now, and his body possesses the highest mental Dharma and physical power of Buddhism!
The divine sword transformed by the divine fire was like a bright spring sun shining on the winter snow in the wilderness. It melted rapidly in an instant and turned into snow water that seeped into the earth.
Watson, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. This divine fire had been quiet for several days, and fell into a deep sleep after killing the monster.
Even he in the past could not always use this magical flame in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, just when he was about to be swallowed by the old man who wanted to take away his body, the divine fire once again used its huge power and cut the old man into the divine sea.
The moment the black mist disappeared, time resumed its movement, and many strange phenomena in the divine sea gradually disappeared.
The old man who wanted to seize Watson's body was swallowed up by Watson's innate divine fire at the last moment.
The old man, who has been practicing for thousands of years, finally waited until Watson pushed open the temple, and was about to escape from the trap... After some calculations, he was finally defeated by Watson's many trump cards.
In an instant, he became the nourishment of Watson's divine sea.
Watson, who opened his eyes, stared blankly at the Bodhisattva who had restored the appearance of the Buddhas on the Buddhist altar, and couldn't help but roared with all his strength.
There is great terror between life and death, and there is great fortune between life and death.
Unexpectedly, he had just arrived in the depths of the Yin Mountain. Not only had he killed countless monsters, but he had also swallowed the soul of this old man from an unknown era.
In this case, will one day be able to master the old man's law of time?
He felt that when he returned to Nanyun City, the first thing he would do was to go find the old monk and ask for details.
As long as Yelu Pearl is still in Nanyun City, the old monk should be there. Although he will not take action for the war in Southern Xinjiang, he has to take care of his precious disciple.
Before he could think everything through clearly, he heard a buzzing sound in the divine sea, and a force as huge as a torrential flood surged toward the meridians around his body.
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In the palace of the city lord of Xichun City in the three towns of southern Xinjiang, an oil lamp illuminated the area three feet away. The city lord of Xichun, Ma Tianyun, was accompanying Hu Ge and the old monk.
After the good guys entered the city, Yelu Mingzhu took Lan Feiyan to go shopping.
The two girls had been tired for a long day and went back to the house early to rest.
Just because Ma Tianyun told her that in a few days, all the businesses here will move to Tianfeng City, and the three towns in southern Xinjiang will become three undefended empty cities.
This was also a major matter that Li Xiuyuan and Nalan Yu explained at the beginning.
There is no danger to defend the three towns. Rather than being destroyed by fire, it is better to hand them over to the South China Sea army.
Just like the battle with the prairie army, as long as there is no war, the Nanhai army will be defeated in front of Nanyun City in the coming year.
Three towns are still three towns, and there is no need to waste time and effort in rebuilding them.
Not to mention Nalan Yu and the emperor, even the old monk had to admire Li Xiuyuan's strategy. Since he couldn't defeat him, it was better to retreat.
Guard Nanyun City, a battlefield protected by countless huge magic circles, with the moat doubled and countless large pits dug.
Fight the invading enemies in the wilderness.
Back then, Li Xiuyuan taught Nalan Yu step by step, and now it was his turn to go into battle himself.
Looking at Hu Ge who was boiling water and making tea, the old monk sighed softly and said quietly: "Blacksmith, you have gained a good disciple!"
Brother Hu's hand holding the kettle shook, and he looked at the old monk and asked blankly: "Master, what happened to my disciple? Didn't you say that he is on the Yin Mountain with Xiao Hei now?"
Ma Tianyun was not familiar with Watson, so he had to listen quietly.
The old monk smiled and said, "Those disciples from Tianshan didn't expect that kid Watson to break through the tribulation. What a miracle!"
Hu Ge was startled when he heard this. He looked at Lao Shang and asked, "Where is Xiao Hei? What is that idiot doing now? He should be protecting Watson, right?"
"That little guy, he's snoozing right now."
The monk drank the remaining tea in the cup, waved to Ma Wuyun and said, "Go back and rest. It is estimated that the South China Sea Army has already landed on the shore and is gathering on the grassland."
Ma Tianyun nodded and replied: "In a few days, after the people and traders in the city have evacuated, we will return to Nanyun City."
After saying goodbye, he turned around and walked towards the living room.
The old monk looked at Hu Ge and said with a smile: "Xiao Hei likes to sleep. He can't help Watson at the moment. He has to rely on himself for everything."
Hu Ge took a deep breath and asked carefully: "Is there any danger?"
The old monk clapped his hands and stood up, walked out of the living room, and said with a faint smile: "He has already survived the most dangerous time. From now on, you will no longer be able to defeat your disciple."
A gust of wind passed by, and the old monk had disappeared into the living room.
Hu Ge was left alone in front of a pot of broken flowers and a lone lamp, muttering to himself: "Is this the end of the tribulation? Is it too soon?"
Even though he thought about it again and again, he never expected that Watson just went to the grassland and came back as a great monk in the five realms.
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Above the Tianshan Mountains, it was the time when the sky was filled with stars.
Li Xiuyuan was sitting quietly under the eaves of the temple, silently feeling the power of starlight, thinking about when the old Taoist priest would start cultivating the body of starlight like Yelu Mingzhu.
The apricot blossoms in the Apricot Blossom Valley have turned into plump spring apricots, and the mountain wind blows by, bringing a faint floral fragrance.
The flowers planted by Hua Luo Yu are blooming in different seasons, allowing him to slowly appreciate the different flowers in the four seasons.
Just as he was sighing, he saw a breeze blowing in front of him, and a figure slowly appeared in front of him.
"Master, is it you?"
It had been a long time since he had seen the old Taoist priest, and Li Xiuyuan missed this master who had never seen the beginning or end of the dragon.
"I'm not an old Taoist priest, but I'm willing to be your master, how about it?"
It was the voice of the old monk who answered him. It was a big deal for Watson to break through the tribulation and he wanted to tell Li Xiuyuan on Tianshan Mountain.
With Li Xiuyuan's current cultivation level, he still couldn't know what happened to Watson far away in the depths of the grassland, on the Yin Mountain.
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "Senior, if I follow you down the mountain like this, will anyone believe that I am your disciple?"
As the days passed, Li Xiuyuan had temporarily stopped casting the Shura Sword, and planned to wait until winter before continuing to use the cold pool on Tianshan Mountain to quench it.
Perhaps at the end of the day, I have to find a piece of jade in the river, peck it open, hide the Shura Sword in it, and put it in the cold pond to warm it up.
Just like the Sword in the Stone that the old ape gave him, and finally the Ruoshui Sword given to Shangguan Wushuang.
The old monk silently stared at the unmoving Li Xiuyuan at the table. In his eyes, he was still the heroic young man he met on the Shura battlefield.
Unexpectedly, not long after arriving in this world, he would transform from a handsome young man to an old man.
After sighing softly, the old monk was not in a hurry to tell Li Xiuyuan about Watson.
Instead, he asked quietly: "If at the last moment you fail to transform into a mortal in this world, will you regret your choice to follow the old Taoist priest and then come here to suffer hardships?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned. He did not expect that the old monk would suddenly talk about his practice at night like this.
He lowered his head and thought carefully, then replied calmly: "This is my own choice, what should I regret? Not all efforts will be rewarded."
After all, the path he wants to take is different from Wu Xin. Li Xiuyuan knows how difficult it is for him to become mortal.
It seems that he is plowing fields and growing vegetables on the Tianshan Mountains, but his heart is always worried about the war coming to southern Xinjiang.
Can Nalan Yu command the entire battlefield? Can the children who descended from the sky survive that battle?
He was even thinking about whether Yelu Mingzhu would suddenly go to Feixian Island in the South China Sea to find trouble with her biological mother, and to find Yun Zhongchen to avenge her father's murder?
If the younger sister Yelu Mingzhu is not strong enough on her own, will Watson, the older brother, join her in the fight?
In the end, will the love and hatred in Yelu Palace evolve into the cause and effect of a few practitioners on Tianshan Mountain?
But the origin of this cause and effect lies in his body on the Tianshan Mountains.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but ask: "Senior, where is my female disciple? Where is she now?"
"Mingzhu is a good child. She finally didn't cause me too much trouble. She is currently in Xichun City and has returned from the grassland with the little princess of the Lan Family Court."
The old monk was also afraid that the incident of Yelv Pearl would affect Li Xiuyuan's state of mind, so he did not tell what happened on Feixian Island.
Perhaps in his opinion, those things were not troublesome to the master and the disciple.
As for Lan Feiyan from the Lan Clan Royal Court, because she is Yelu Mingzhu’s friend, she will not have any impact on this war.
Perhaps when the war breaks out, you can ask Yelu Mingzhu to send that little girl to you in Tianfeng City or the Imperial Master's Mansion in the Five Domains Imperial City.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head gently, and after a while he replied: "This little girl actually abducted the little princess of the Lan family's royal court."
Having said this, the old monk looked at the Shura sword that was about to take shape beside the sword-making platform and said, "How about it? After you recast it, has this sword become lighter or heavier?"
"To be honest, I don't know either."
Hearing Lao Shang talk about his Shura Sword, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile proudly: "I bought a lot of charcoal at the foot of the mountain..."
The old monk was stunned when he heard this, and asked in disbelief: "Are you planning to use the most common flame in the world to make that mortal sword?"
In the old monk's view, if Li Xiuyuan succeeded in forging this mortal sword, it would probably be the only mortal sword in the world.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the Shura sword resting on the sword-making platform and sighed softly.
Said: "Human fire cannot smelt it. I used the Phoenix Nirvana Divine Fire to complete the previous process. In the following days, it will be slowly tempered by human fire."
Even the old Taoist priest didn't tell him this truth.
Because the old Taoist priest hopes that his precious disciple will take a unique path to mortal transformation.
He created a mortal sword that belonged to him and was completely different from heaven and earth, so he didn't give him any advice.
Not even a piece of divine iron was given to him.
When Lao Shang heard this, he took a deep breath and said quietly: "Only that shameless old guy can teach a disciple like you."
Li Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard this, and couldn't help but frown and asked: "Is it possible that the method used by this junior is wrong?"
The old monk shook his head: "I don't know how to forge swords, and I won't give you any advice."
"Why is that?" Li Xiuyuan was a little confused.
The old monk sighed and said: "That godson of yours is about to survive the catastrophe in the Yinshan Mountains!"
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