Ghost Doctor Valley.
"What is going on? What are you doing?" Li Luo whispered, looking at Zhuo Yuezhu who was sitting in mid-air and looking down at the giant door.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Nine thunderbolts as thick as an arm suddenly fell down and hit Zhuo Yuezhu hard.
Zhuo Yuezhu's originally smooth and white body instantly became extremely charred. Large pieces of flesh were turned out, and the blood flowing out of the wound was directly baked by the high temperature of thunder and lightning into a heavy blood mist, lingering around him.
"Hahahaha, that's it?" Zhuo Yuezhu stood up and stood on the black lotus and laughed loudly. His body trembled but he did not fall.
Large chunks of dark clouds kept rolling and surging, and the rumbling thunder sounded like a beast roaring unwillingly.
"No one can stop me today! I've been looking for it for too long, and I've been waiting for too long."
Zhuo Yuezhu jumped down from the black lotus and shouted loudly, "Fengdu is full of ghosts and ghosts. There is no life in ten deaths. I, Zhuo Yuezhu, will come to meet you today!"
Zhuo Yuezhu's body looked so small in front of the giant door, and Li Luo stared at him flying towards the giant door.
"The yin and yang transmit the sound, and the soul comes!" Zhuo Yuezhu stopped three feet away from the giant door, clasping his hands on his forehead. A drop of blood flowed out directly, all the way down his nose as he spoke, as if his body was split in two.
jingle jingle jingle
Li Luo looked back and heard a faint sound of gold and jade colliding from deep in the last mountain of Ghost Doctor Valley behind him.
"Here comes the soul!" When this drop of blood fell into the crack of the giant door, Zhuo Yuezhu shouted loudly again. At this time, he raised his hands above his head, and the black lotus was spinning rapidly on his head. Looking at his posture, it seemed that I want to use the black lotus to break open this giant door.
Boom boom boom
Three fiery red thunderbolts that were as thick as an ordinary human thigh suddenly fell.
Poof
The black lotus above Zhuo Yuezhu intercepted all three thunderbolts, but it also burned with blazing flames.
A particularly fragrant smell spreads as the black lotus burns.
"Haha, that's it?" Zhuo Yuezhu sneered, looking at the dark clouds above his head with disdain.
The dark clouds above the head had now turned bright red, and they seemed to be flowing with blood as they rolled.
Woo woo woo
The strong wind swept through the entire Ghost Doctor Valley, as if a giant beast was roaring and pacing around, ready to look for opportunities to sneak up on its prey.
tick tick tick
It seemed to be raining heavily, and it was getting heavier and heavier.
A drop of "rain" hit Li Luo's cheek. He reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be red "rain".
Li Luo looked around again and saw that heavy rain had washed away the entire Ghost Doctor Valley. It was foreseeable that a bright red ocean was about to flood the entire Ghost Doctor Valley.
Chang'an, Qin Tianjian.
The midday sun still shrouds this peaceful city brightly and gently.
Yu Jiayan changed his position and lay on the chair, raised his sleepy eyes and looked at the big four-corner hole in the center of the hall.
I saw the blue sky and white clouds still silent.
After an unknown amount of time, it seemed like a fleeting red light flashed across the sky.
Yu Jiayan closed his eyes, tilted his neck and fell asleep.
"Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door. Don't worry about the frost on other people's tiles. These people really like to cause trouble. I can't sleep because of the noise."
"Who dares to disturb your lord's clear dream?"
Zhang Wenling didn't know when he stood in front of the gate of Qintian Prison, looking at Yu Jiayan with a smile on his face.
"I'm not from the palace. The chairs here are too hard on my head. I really can't get used to sleeping on them." Yu Jiayan sighed.
"You get used to it after sleeping for a long time. I had a lot of inconveniences when I first entered the palace, but now... I'm used to it."
"Even if you can trick your body into getting used to the life here, no one can trick your heart." Yu Jiayan smiled lightly, "The reason why I fell in love with Mr. Zhang at first sight was because I saw Mr. Zhang's eyes."
"Oh, how do you say this?" Zhang Wenling looked at him with a smile.
"Your eyes tell me that you are not from here either."
The two looked at each other for a long time, and the smile on Zhang Wenling's face gradually faded.
"We all have reasons to stay here. But I've calculated a divination for you. The divination says that you are about to leave here." Yu Jiayan said still smiling.
"Oh, really?" Zhang Wenling frowned, and the smile disappeared from his face.
After a long silence, Zhang Wenling suddenly laughed.
"Aren't you just like those half-immortals on the street who make blind calculations? If your calculations are inaccurate, I will lead my men and put you in jail."
Yu Jiayan yawned and said, "Just go to jail. Anyway, it's a different place to sleep. As long as you don't come to kill me with a sword, just close the door when you leave. I will continue to sleep."
Zhang Wenling left.
The door closed softly, and the hall became dark.
After a long time, a snoring sound sounded, hovering in the hall.
Qingcheng Mountain, Dangyao Hall.
Sima Nan sat cross-legged on the futon, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a while, Sima Nan opened his eyes.
Wu Fan strode into the Demon Dang Hall with a trace of sadness on his face.
"Sect Master, there is thunder and lightning falling in the direction of Yuzhou, something big must happen."
Sima Nan said calmly, "Oh? Is this true?"
Wu Fan took two deep breaths, swallowed, and said, "I watched the sky today, and saw a red light sliding towards Yuzhou with a shocking evil aura. I have made predictions three times, and it is the Yan Lei that I haven't seen for many years. "
Sima Nan was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked to the Taoist statue of Sanqing, picked up three sticks of incense and bowed respectfully three times.
"Fire thunder is a punishment sent down by heaven to punish the evildoers. Once it touches the sinner's body, red lotus karma fire will be ignited. How deep the sin is, the red lotus karma fire will be strong, until it burns the evil person. Until it disappears into ashes."
Wu Fan followed him and also picked up three sticks of incense and started to worship.
"But this flame thunder also has the meaning of foreshadowing the world of chaos. Remember when was the last time the flame thunder came to the world?" Sima Nan inserted the three sticks of incense in his hand into the incense burner, then knelt down on the futon. .
"The last time the flames and thunder came to the world was on the day when the Demon Emperor came to the world." Wu Fan also put on the incense and sat down cross-legged behind Sima Nan.
"The general trend cannot be reversed by mortals like us. When the troubled times came, the fate of the entire human race was concentrated on Emperor Meng, and then the demon clan was defeated. Now that the troubled times have not yet appeared, we can just wait and see what happens."
"But we, Qingcheng Mountain, don't care about why this flaming thunder fell?"
"We in Qingcheng Mountain are only responsible for fighting against the demon clan, and we don't need to worry about anything else." Sima Nan said in a somewhat unhappy tone.
"But... maybe this coming of flames and thunder has something to do with the demon clan."
"I said ignore it. It really has something to do with the Monster Clan. Let's wait until the Monster Clan really shows up!" Sima Nan said in a cold tone, "If the Great Elder is really worried, then you should go to Yuzhou yourself. "
"This..." There was a trace of confusion on Wu Fan's face, "Why did the sect master say this? If I have offended the sect master in any way, please make it clear to the sect master."
"Great Elder, I would like to ask how many disciples our Qingcheng Mountain had during its heyday?"
Wu Fan thought for a moment and said, "In the later stages of the war with the demon clan, our Qingcheng Mountain Sect disciples spread all over the nine states, with a total of 100,000 people."
Sima Nan smiled and sighed, and then said, "A total of one hundred and sixty-six thousand, eight hundred and thirty-four people."
Wu Fan looked at Sima Nan in surprise, "Why does the sect master remember it so clearly?"
Sima Nan waved his hand and said, "I was young at that time and had a good memory. I want to know how many people are there in the entire Qingcheng Mountain now?"
Wu Fan was silent for a long time, holding the formula in one hand and calculating it over and over again several times.
"Ten thousand and one people." Wu Fan's tone was a little heavy.
Sima Nan shook his head, his eyes a little complicated, "There are only ten thousand people. Qingcheng Mountain is already old. Do you still have the heart to let it fight a war like that back then?"
Sima Nan stood up and looked down at Wu Fan, who looked at him blankly.
"Qingcheng Mountain is no longer the same Qingcheng Mountain, and this world is no longer the same world. The demon clan has been abolished, and the martial arts practiced by the world are enough to deal with the few little goblins that appear here and there. The world no longer needs Qingcheng Mountain. , and Qingcheng Mountain can just breathe a sigh of relief like it is now."
"Can……"
Sima Nan glanced at Wu Fan calmly and said, "Although Qingcheng Mountain is in decline now, it must not be defeated in my hands. I will protect Qingcheng Mountain at all costs and fulfill my promise to Master."
Wu Fan suddenly stood up, strode outside the hall, pointed to the plaque on the main hall, and said in a trembling voice, "Is this the reason why you would not hesitate to deprive the eldest prince of his royal fortune to inherit our Qingcheng Mountain's fortune? ? Is this the Qingcheng Mountain that Master wants to see?"
Sima Nan frowned and said coldly, "At least Qingcheng Mountain is still in my hands. As long as I am here, this mountain will not fall."
Wu Fan shouted, "The Qingchengshan in my impression is a brave and fearless hero. He can kill demons and protect the weak and innocent people. But now he has changed. He has become timid, cowardly, greedy for life and afraid of death. He has become A useless person can't even hold the knife in his hand."
Sima Nan's eyes widened, and he flicked his robe sleeve with his left hand, sending a powerful force directly towards Wu Fan.
Wu Fan's Taoist robe flashed, but he still couldn't withstand the blow. He was knocked back dozens of steps before he could stand still, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Wu Fan clutched his chest and panted for a long time before he recovered and looked at Sima Nan in silence.
Sima Nan did not look at him, but looked at the sky. His left hand was tucked into his long sleeve, trembling slightly.
"Actually, I am only half of the master's apprentice. He and I have the kindness to teach each other, so I will always stay in Qingcheng Mountain." Wu Fan sighed and looked up at the plaque on the main hall that read "Dangyao Palace". He said, "This plaque hasn't been wiped for a long time. It's too dirty."
Wu Fan turned around and walked slowly down the mountain, while Sima Nan sat back on the futon again.
"The Three Pure Ones only need a clay body, but the Buddha needs a golden body. Why do people in this world treat Buddhism and Taoism like this? The Three Pure Ones are above all, but the disciples really can't understand it..."
Sima Nan knelt on the ground and did not get up for a long time.
Sanqingdao stared blankly into the void, silent and speechless, seemingly not seeing Sima Nan kneeling on the ground.
