She is Jianxiu

In the north of Sumeru, there are sects of all sizes who established their sects, and there are also long-inherited cultivation worlds controlling towns. Except for Dingxian City in the southern region, most casual cultivators survive in this gap.

There was a change in the present, and it immediately attracted countless monks to go out to check. There are sects and families with profound backgrounds. Seeing that the visitors have Zhaoyan tokens in their bodies, although they dare not act rashly, they also darken their faces and want to go forward. Ask about it.But after the disciple of Zhen Qiyuan stopped, he immediately pinched his hands and made a huge boulder drop from the air to the ground. There were densely written words on the stone. As soon as the disciple who placed the boulder left, the surrounding monks pushed and rushed up.

"This is……"

All of a sudden, monks from all over the North came rushing towards these boulders. The handwriting was clear, but in fact there was a magical power engraved on it, but the content was so mysterious that not everyone could read it clearly!
And on the top of the boulder, there is another line of dragons and phoenixes dancing, as if it is about to take off into the sky at any time, the courage and boldness are the first-rate that everyone has seen.

The above said: "The supernatural powers of the ancient times are sealed and given to the people of the world!"

The monks who didn't understand the content all looked at it attentively, but those who understood the dharma printed on the boulder had their faces flushed and their eyes sparkling.

It was, it was such supernatural powers!
What kind of foundation and pride does Zhaoyan Xianzong have, so he dares to give a supernatural power that can be called against the sky to the people of the world to practice at will!

For a while, even the many monks who had thought of interrogating before were no longer depressed at all. People from all directions rushed to tell each other. The news of the immortal sect's bestowing the law quickly swept across the entire Northland like a hurricane.

Naturally, it has also been introduced into a few orthodox sects...

Taiyuan Daoist School, Crane Circle Mound.

Most of the Taoist sects of the immortal family choose mountains as their sites, such as the mountains and ravines in Zhaoyan, and the giant peaks rising from the ground like Yixuan. As the only ten sects of the orthodox way, Taiyuan, who can be called the immortal gate together with Zhaoyan, has several things in mind. The tributaries of the big river flowing into the sea are densely covered like spider webs like leaf veins, the water is endless everywhere, and the sky is filled with warm mist.More than [-] years ago, the patriarch He Yuanzi chose this place to establish a school, and the Crane Hill where he was before his ascension became a fishing place for generations of Taiyuan masters.

Up to now, it happens to be the fourth head of Taiyuan, Shi Rucheng.

There is a Taoist man in white robes, wearing a coir raincoat at the moment, sitting cross-legged on the futon in the pavilion, holding a long thin and curved pole in his hand, arching an arc like a half moon before falling into the water. Fiddle with the water little by little, making the fish swim back and forth without stopping.

The jade slip sent by Dang Xing was placed beside him casually, and there were seven or eight monks standing outside the pavilion. It seemed that they were all masters in the outside world, but now they all raised their hands and kept their eyes fixed. Standing on the ground, suddenly a disciple fell from the sky, first he stepped forward slowly and kowtowed to the small pavilion, then he bowed to the standing people, then his lips moved slightly, not knowing what to tell.

That matter seemed to be quite important, causing everyone to change their faces slightly, but even so, no one dared to step forward to disturb the Taoist in the pavilion.

After several hours passed, the Taoist threw the long pole casually, and there was a soft sound and several ripples in the water, only then did he see a tall and tall man coming out. There are about sixty people, and they look like young people in appearance and posture.The monks waited for a long time before they heard a deep voice:
"It's been a long time!"

Everyone said "don't dare", but this Taoist snorted:
"You guys broke through the hole yourself, and whoever saw it didn't respect and hold it. It would be difficult for you to stand empty and accompany me fishing."

After hearing some flattering words again, the Taoist waved his hands impatiently, and frowned: "I have seen the things Zhaoyan sent, and they are indeed the superior supernatural powers of Yuanshenyiyi. The emergence of the two gods of the master and the emptiness can also greatly enhance the power of the primordial spirit. I think it is because of the Huanyuan incident that I sent this thing at the time of the seal, but if this method is kept in the ten sects of the righteous way, it is only against the law. Some human monks are beneficial.

"With Feng Shijing's style of work, he should be able to publicize this law to everyone in the world!"

"The head of the sect is like a god, and just now a disciple of his sect came to report that Zhao Yan has indeed erected monuments all over the Northland, announcing the method of splitting the gods." A cultivator Dongxu responded.

Shi Rucheng shook his head and chuckled, and said in a low voice: "It's a strange thing that Cui You, with such a gentle temperament, can teach disciples like Wen Sui and Feng Shijing."

Seeing that the people in front of him did not dare to act without his orders, Shi Rucheng raised his eyebrows, waved his hands and said, "Since I have sent the supernatural powers to the hands of my party, there is no reason to be afraid to call people to copy this method." , Be sure to let the disciples in the door practice the introduction.

"This method has three stages and nine small steps. Those who pass each stage will record a small merit and complete their cultivation. Those who break the master and emptiness will record a great merit and be promoted to the cave to practice!"

Such a scene may be the same or different in the Zhengdao sect, but the mystery of the ancient supernatural powers really stirred up everyone's hearts, and hearing about the Emperor Huanyuan made all monks in the world vigilant about it, even some sects of the Southern Land sect The disciple went north, only to copy the method of splitting the gods and come back.

But Feng Shijing, who arranged all of this, ushered in rare guests in Yuandu Cave.

It has been more than a thousand years since he re-entered this place. Although this is not a long time for a monk, Hai Qing still has a feeling that things are different and people are different.

She stepped straight into the main hall. In the center was a copper-cast four-corner incense burner. Underneath was a sculpture of a suanni with two feet in front and a bent body. The two sides were empty, except for a blank and unpainted screen, there were never any decorations. , Feng Shi actually stood in front of the stove, the slowly rising white smoke roughly covered his face, if Hai Qing looked at it with divine sense, he could see it clearly.

But she doesn't want to.

"You knew earlier." When he gritted his teeth and said these words, Hai Qing felt a little familiar in a trance.

It seemed that when we met before, she also spoke first.

Feng Shi didn't answer her, in the boundless silence, Yanchen swallowed his body like a mouthless monster.

A long time ago, before the world-shattering catastrophe occurred, before Cui You, the head of the previous generation, ascended to the ascension, Wen Sui and Feng Shi didn't know why the master took a young child under the sect when he was about to leave.

Feng Shi just touched the child's head, and she bit her on the knuckles. Cui You who was next to him laughed and said, "He is really a fearless demon king, he should really stay under my door. If he goes elsewhere, I don’t know how many incidents will happen.”

The two faces, one big and one small, gradually merged together, but what remained unchanged was Hai Qing's wolf-like eyes that were always burning with anger.

"You knew that Huanyuan was going to attack, but you still let her go," the anger grew higher and higher, and he rushed straight at him, "It's like when you knew about Moyuan back then, but you didn't stop her." Asking is the same as Chi Shen!"

Her eyes were full of hatred and anger, both sad and regretful.

It was no different from the other pair of eyes in Feng Shijing's memory.

Haiqing: (stares)

Head: (Fantasy travels outside the sky)