Violent air waves surged from the center to all directions.
The previous conversation between the two people almost resounded throughout the Guiyun Immortal Sect. Xu Yan, who knew far more things than the rest of the sect, was the one who fell into the ice cellar.
Although the headmaster Zhong Shenluo, who is domineering at heart, and the middle-aged man who likes to live in seclusion but is famous throughout the world, usually get along well with each other, they have long been tired of each other.
But even though he had thought of this scene a long time ago, when it actually happened, a chill still swept through his body instantly.
One is the leader of a great sect in the world, and the other is a hermit with unfathomable realm within the sect. If the two of them really fight, no matter the outcome, it will be an unparalleled event for the entire Guiyun Immortal Sect. Avoid serious damage.
If they had not come to the Luoxian Peak, the most remote place in the sect, would they have been shocked to death by the aftermath?
After a brief silence, another wave of spiritual energy that was even more violent than before swept over.
The fierce wind was mixed with countless gravel, and then several roars and explosions resounded in the sky one after another in the distance, like war drums, like spring rain falling to the ground, rapid and dense.
Lu Caiwei said confused: "What happened?"
"The gods are fighting."
Shen Yu stood on the top of the peak, with his hands behind his back, looking up into the distance.
Lu Caiwei opened her eyes wide and followed Shen Yu's eyes. Even with all her strength, she could only see the unpredictable changes in the aura in the sky.
Countless clouds rolled across the entire sky, and circles of ripples spread out like ripples on the water's surface. Those occasional bright lights were what Shen Yu called 'the fight between gods.' '
Lu Caiwei was a little discouraged and said, "I can't understand."
"It's strange that you, a little kid, can understand this. The fight between monks in the upper three realms is inherently mysterious and unpredictable. Speaking of which, in terms of excitement and beauty, the fight between swordsmen and martial artists is the most spectacular. "An old voice suddenly sounded in their ears.
Immediately afterwards, a thin old man appeared out of thin air on the top of the mountain, holding a long flag with a message of divination and fortune telling written on the front and a solution to difficulties on the back.
The old man with a gray beard squatted on a small stone, casually placed the long flag on the ground, looked into the distance, and pointed to Jiangshan: "What's more, these two people have traveled a long way on the road to the upper three realms. One is in the Tribulation Realm, and the other, tsk tsk, is full of merit and virtue. He has clearly achieved the merits of establishing virtue in the Confucian sect. Looking at this battle, even the top few on the Lingyun Ranking, those who have just entered the three realms. The dolls are still far behind.”
Lu Caiwei looked confused.
Shen Yu looked calm.
There is that monkey guarding the bottom of the peak. The fact that this guy of unknown origin can come here silently has proven his ability.
He is also a monk who has reached the third realm or above.
"I am indeed here for you this time, but now is not the time to talk, so how about we talk in detail when the matter is over?"
The old man said with sincerity.
Shen Yu nodded slightly.
Lu Caiwei was not surprised when she saw this scene. She had seen too many strange things along the way, not to mention that she couldn't see any mystery in the old man in front of her.
"I haven't discovered it just now. What a unique seedling."
The old man suddenly turned his head, smiled at Lu Caiwei and said, "Ignorant Kunlun Liu Shouyi, old man, I have never had an apprentice in my life, are you willing to become my disciple?"
"Kunlun?"
Lu Caiwei was stunned and subconsciously looked at Shen Yu.
These days, Guiyun Immortal Sect's request was first rejected. As a result, among the nine holy places, Yaochi Holy Land first invited him, and then Kunlun Holy Land favored him. It was like a dream.
Shen Yu didn't seem to hear and didn't say a word.
...
The battlefield in the distance.
There was another extremely shocking collision, and even the ground below began to shake.
Above the Guiyun Immortal Sect's Patriarch Hall, two rays of light of different colors collided violently, one green and one purple, bursting out with gorgeous light spots.
The originally magnificent building was instantly destroyed by these light spots, and the surrounding area was in a mess.
This sudden battle was confusing, but it shocked everyone.
Jiang Zhouyao's blue scholar's shirt was in tatters, and his skin was even exposed in some places, making him look a little embarrassed.
The man opposite him looked much better, with a calm face and a domineering demeanor.
Judging from his appearance, Zhong Shenluo, the headmaster of the Guiyunxian Sect, is indeed worthy of his status as the head of the sect.
The domineering man said calmly: "Are all Confucian people so stupid to deviate from the Tao for the sake of a fairly good disciple?"
Jiang Zhouyao smiled and said: "You don't understand my way, and Guiyun Immortal Sect is not your sect. As for the sages of the Confucian sect... If the master of the academy knows about it, the master will estimate your The road has finally come to an end."
The domineering man's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he realized that he had made a mistake. After a while, he continued: "Even if you have stepped into the sage realm, you still only know some three-legged cat kung fu. How can you be my opponent?"
"Since you still call me Headmaster, you should understand that at this time, the advantage lies with me."
Zhong Shen lowered his eyes with ridicule and said disdainfully: "You have no chance of winning."
Then, the purple light flourished, like the scorching sun in the sky, suppressing the other green light and making it even more dim.
"There are always variables in things in this world."
Jiang Zhouyao's face was pale, but he just shook his head and said with a smile, "I saw that slight change."
After the middle-aged scholar broke through, he had actually rehearsed the current battle countless times in that dark attic for many years.
There are countless results on that black and white chessboard.
But no matter how he deduced and changed, he was still wrong.
And this move does not depend on the opponent, let alone his spiritual consciousness, but on Yun Qing and the mountain-protecting beast who is dedicated to the Buddha.
Until Shen Yu appeared, these two questions seemed to have answers.
As for Ximen Guan and his ilk, they are just a group of larger ants.
For Yun Qing, or to be more precise, for the woman in green shirt who had been waiting for a hundred years in Huang Liang's dream, this battle that seemed inexplicable to others was actually something he had been waiting for for a long, long time.
"Maybe I really can't fight, but there is this slight change."
Jiang Zhou stretched out his right hand and said seriously: "I have been waiting for it for hundreds of years, so let everything end today."
A captivating red light shone on his fingertips, like a candle in the wind, and it seemed like it would disappear in the next second.
"Haha... Then let's end this."
Zhong Shenluo laughed loudly, and then suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot.
Landslides and landslides.
A majestic aura emanated from his body, and the strong wind in the night howled and swept in. Countless purple lights gathered into a long river of spiritual energy, heading towards the middle-aged scholar.
This is the supreme magical power that has been passed down by the Guiyun Immortal Sect for countless years.
The Spiritual River surged down in the air, and all visible objects such as buildings, debris, limbs and fallen leaves that it touched were turned into nothingness in an instant.
This scene has the power of God that shakes the mountains and rivers.
The red light on Jiang Zhou's fingertips began to stabilize, and then burned slowly like a small flame.
If Shen Yu saw this scene, he would find that the previous spell was exactly the same as the one used by Yun Qing before.
"go."
The scholar whispered softly, and the faint red light turned into spots all over the sky, floating in the air like dust.
Next breath.
The long river of spiritual energy collides with the starlight points.
There was no earth-shaking shaking or earth-shattering changes, only the red light spots gradually melted away the bright river of spiritual energy.
Calm and calm.
The two of them looked at their feet at the same time.
The dust in front of them had completely turned into nothingness, and a dark and deep hole appeared out of thin air, bottomless.
A heart-stopping aura surged out of the ground.
Zhong Shenluo felt the smell of the aura of death, and said with a solemn expression: "If we don't stop, sooner or later the rules of heaven will collapse and eventually turn into nothingness."
Jiang Zhouyao smiled gently and seemed not to care.
"You want to die with me? I won't do what you want."
The domineering man suddenly flew back.
When the two were hundreds of feet apart, Zhong Shenluo landed on the ground, then pointed his right hand to the sky and his left hand to the ground.
Jiang Zhouyao looked at this scene and turned a deaf ear, even a little casually.
The middle-aged scholar who had never fought with anyone coughed slightly. The temperature dropped sharply at night and his clothes were torn, so he felt a little cold.
He looked up to the sky.
Several rays of light cut through the dark night sky on the countless peaks of the Guiyun Immortal Sect, like meteors flying past, and then meeting above the two people's heads, shining brightly.
Zhong Shenluo turned his hands lightly, formed the seal again, and said loudly: "The Dharma appears in heaven and earth!"
Above the sky, wind and clouds gathered.
Immediately afterwards, an immortal dharma image slowly appeared with a terrifying and sharp aura.
Like a temporary immortal, this huge dharma image sits cross-legged, with white eyebrows and closed eyes. There are three spiritual flowers slightly rotating above the head, and five auras surround the body.
Like a saint.
Zhong Shenluo looked indifferent and said: "Please ask the immortal to slay the demon."
...
The entire Guiyun Immortal Sect who looked up to the sky were shocked and speechless when they saw this scene.
The top of Luoxian Peak.
Shen Yu turned a blind eye to this.
The old Taoist Liu Shou sat cross-legged somewhere, chuckling, and there was something strange in his smile, "Relying on the Guiyun Immortal Sect's mountain guarding formation to create something nondescript, if the immortal who revealed the appearance knew about it, Even across all the worlds, I have to slap this guy to death with a slap in the face."
The old Taoist suddenly paused and said to himself: "But based on his Taoism, this method is somewhat interesting. The little scholar is probably in a bit of danger."
Lu Caiwei was unexpectedly calm. Looking at the image of the immortal in the sky, she always felt a little weird.
The sloppy old man couldn't bear the loneliness and said, "Who do you think will win?"
Shen Yu said something that Lu Caiwei thought was nonsense, "The person who deserves to win will win."
The old Taoist thought about it seriously, then laughed and said, "It makes sense... It makes sense."
...
In that quiet attic.
A woman in green shirt was sitting quietly on the balcony, flipping through scattered pages.
All the ripples of spiritual energy outside before were blocked by invisible barriers outside the attic.
It seems that this is the only peaceful place in the entire Guiyun Immortal Sect.
Yun Qing carefully turned to the last one, which seemed to have been misplaced. There were only some scattered notes of the person writing on it, which was very random.
"When the bright moon rises up one day, it shines on my cup full of snow. I'm drunk but haven't swallowed the sea yet, and the sword energy has already spread across the sky."
"I am a scholar who talks about principles and maintains regular outlines. I am free and do not violate the rules."
"With a little aura of greatness in my body, my heart welcomes the joyful wind thousands of miles away."
The women in green shirts looked at each other in a row. They seemed to be written as the world went by, and became more and more scrawled as they went to the back. They no longer paid attention to the neatness of the words, and had a sense of wantonness after seeing through something.
The woman finally saw the last few lines. The ink was as new as if it had just been written.
"All the intellectuals in the world are very bitter. They have said so much, some of which are right and some of which are wrong. Just read it."
Yun Qing smiled lightly, and then continued to look down.
"Studying hard for many years, sages say that reading makes sense, but I feel that sometimes, those big principles are annoying, especially when you care about someone."
"But at times like this, all principles and rules are useless. Even if the Taoist Buddha is in front, we should fight before talking."
...
The majestic power of heaven and earth suppressed the gentle-smiling scholar in the field.
Jiang Zhou stood in the middle of the field. Facing the endless pressure, he smiled lightly, waved his sleeves and said, "Broken!"
Suddenly there was light between heaven and earth.
I saw the scholar's sleeves fluttering in Confucian robes, and a shadow rising from the ground behind him.
The Immortal Dharma Image immediately disappeared into ashes.
