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Chapter 144 A Little Flower and the Law of Cause and Effect
The First Sacred Dragon Army and the First Divine Phoenix Army came together with 2 people, only a hundred miles away from the main peak.

Ye Henzhi checked the intelligent optical brain during the flight: "Han Zhou, the intelligent optical brain judges that the strength of the crowd gathered on the other side's main peak is still higher than our two armies."

Han Zhou: "Let's charge first. Not long after we rushed over, people from the other four directions will also attack."

"The people in our back team are at most 1 minute away from us."

"do not worry."

Ye Henzhi was very surprised. Wouldn't Han Zhou hide from this situation?

Han Zhou saw Ye Henzhi's thoughts: "I'm just a dog, not a coward."

"Others can die, so can I. If I die, then it is God's will."

In Tianxuan, how many mortals died by accident?
In the previous life, how many people were there in the whole world?

Han Zhou has a bad breath in his heart that is hard to dissipate. If he doesn't rush, this anger will be a permanent stumbling block for Han Zhou's practice in the future.

Coming from the world of the previous life, Han Zhou accepts the world where martial arts are respected, and the world where the strong are respected.

But Han Zhou did not accept the world of slaughtering mortals.

Not at all acceptable.

It's only a hundred miles away, and it's already arrived in an instant.

The main peak of Zixi Dongtian is as high as [-] feet.

Because of Zixi, it is not covered with heavy snow because of the high altitude.

On the contrary, it is as mild as a spring day.

But at this moment, a chilling feeling spread in all directions.

On the mountainside of the main peak, there is a huge platform with a radius of more than a hundred miles.

Obviously it was man-made.

On the side of this platform near the main peak, there are huge buildings densely covered.

Carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, terraces and corridors, rain curtain rockery, pond towers.

And further ahead, there are not dense houses. Obviously, these houses are the residences of the core disciples of Zixi Dongtian and those elders.

The closer it is to the main hall of Zixi, the higher the level and the concentration of spiritual energy.

When the [-] troops arrived, the place was already in a mess.

But when the soldiers of Shengxuan arrived, the people of Zixi Dongtian quickly formed a formation that was conducive to defense and also had a certain offensive type, arranged in a half-moon shape.

Han Zhou released the panda again: "Chong, straight ahead."

Han Zhou followed behind him with a mysterious heavy saber in his hand.

Among the crowd in Zixi Cave Sky, a huge dragon with a single horn roared and soared up.

"Close to the dragon that transforms into a god."

This guy has already started to become a dragon.

However, facing pandas, this terrifying dragon is not scary, because Pixiu itself is a pure-blooded fairy beast, and has half of the blood of a real dragon.

The panda roared and showed its true body, bumping into Jiaolong head-on.

Jiaolong was knocked far away, and when it flew upside down, its tail swiped and pulled Pixiu and flew out together.

No orders are needed, when Pixiu collides with the opponent's dragon, it is already a signal for war.

The first armies of the two major armies of the Holy Dragon and the Phoenix were all talented and favored sons of heaven. Seeing the start of the war, they didn't talk nonsense, and directly slammed into the crescent-shaped defensive formation of the monks in the Zixi Cave.

The spirit grass flew, and the houses on the hill collapsed.

When Han Zhou landed, he glanced to the side and looked in Ye Henzhi's direction.

As soon as he turned around, the surroundings had already changed color.

In front of him was a magnificent restaurant with a pink temperament.

Several women in cool silk dresses waved handkerchiefs: "Little master, come and play!"

Several women were laughing while soliciting, their unrestrained laughter was crisp and sweet.

Full of temptation.

One of the women has a graceful figure and a face like a goddess.

There is a little plum blossom red seal between the eyebrows, and the soul is drawn between the eyebrows and eyes.

Especially those red lips, warm and full, the red lips parted slightly, the lips parted slowly, and there were some adhesions, whoever saw it was confused.

"Disciple!"

An old voice came from Han Zhou's ears: "Everything in the world is always full of temptation."

"You see she is a handsome skin, but as a teacher, she is a pink skeleton."

"After a hundred years, the flesh and blood have disappeared, leaving only the skeleton. Can you still see the vermilion between the lips and the pastels on the cheeks?"

When Han Zhou turned his head, he saw a thin and benevolent monk beside him.

This person... is it?

Oh, yes, this is my master.

Han Zhou turned his head and walked forward with him.

Within a few steps, there is a gambling house.

A down-and-out middle-aged man in patched sackcloth, with a big bag hanging around his waist, and a handsome woman in his left and right arms, laughed loudly and walked out of the casino.

Some people envied: "This man is really lucky. He walked in with ten copper coins and walked out with a thousand taels of gold."

Another person was jealous: "Flying to get rich is not a good thing."

"Did you see that woman, the top card of Xiangxiu Tower! This man gambled a lot of money, and bought the woman immediately. I haven't collected money to have fun yet. It's like a dog."

"Tsk tsk~"

Han Zhou couldn't move anymore.

The old monk put his hand on Han Zhou's shoulder and led Han Zhou forward.

At the corner of the gambling house, three gangsters with knives blocked the way from the front and back.

The two women turned pale with fright.

The man in the patched sackcloth boldly said, "What are you doing!"

One of them grinned grimly: "Thank you for helping our three brothers earn a lot of money, and there are two pretty beauties."

While speaking, another person's knife had pierced into the back of the man who had just gotten rich from behind.

The man opened his mouth to speak, but he could only spit out foamy blood.

The two women had just been redeemed, and they were also very happy, but at this time their faces were pale.

One of them was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and the yellow and white flowed out all over the place.

"It's unlucky, scare one to death."

"Isn't there another one here?"

The three smiled obscenely, one put their arms around the waist, one raised their feet, and one covered the woman's mouth and nose, and let the woman slap hard, but they didn't care.

He carried the woman into a hut.

Han Zhou was about to step forward.

The old monk put his hand on Han Zhou's shoulder: "Your goal is to practice, not to save the world."

"Look at that woman, she already has a little red lips, so she doesn't care about having three more."

"She was just heartbroken that she finally got close to someone who got rich suddenly, and it was just a passing cloud in an instant."

Han Zhou stopped and was led by the old monk to continue walking.

As he walked forward, he clearly heard the woman's screams.

The old monk said: "Listen, the happiness of others, in your heart, is like the cry of pain."

Han Zhou shook his head and continued walking.

In a blink of an eye, by the river.

A boatload of dock workers was shirtless, sitting on the side of the road in the dim night, eating steamed buns, holding sauce bowls, and drinking the rough salt tea soup inside.

And next to it is a huge restaurant.

There was an endless stream of people at the door, all of them were noble people in luxurious clothes with ruddy complexions.

Han Zhou: "Master, I'm hungry."

The old monk led Han Zhou into the restaurant.

Old monk: "Wealth and glory are of no use to us."

"Look, there are people coming and going in this restaurant. What they pursue is their appetite, but we monks have to pay attention to discipline and can only be vegetarian."

Xiao Er stepped forward: "Two masters, what do you want to eat?"

Old monk: "If you can't eat meat, what can you eat?"

Xiaoer asked back: "Steamed buns?"

Han Zhou: "If you don't eat meat, you can eat vegetarian food, and you can eat well if you eat vegetarian food. Don't fool us with steamed buns."

Xiaoer laughed awkwardly: "The master chef of this shop has a unique skill. He can make beans like meat, which is called vegetarian meat. Don't worry, the two master chefs, it must not contain meat."

In an instant, a plate of vegetarian meat was brought to the table.

Han Zhou picked up a chopstick, and sure enough, it tasted and smelled like meat.

"Xiao Er, such a good dish, how can there be no good wine, serve the wine!"

The surrounding guests stopped talking and laughing, and it was very quiet.

They all looked at Han Zhou.

Old monk: "Disciple, monks are not allowed to drink alcohol."

People around also muttered: "This little monk still wants to drink."

"The six sense organs are not clean, but also want to become a Buddha?"

"I think this little monk looks like the Buddha statue in the temple. Once you drink this wine, your Buddha nature will disappear."

Han Zhou smiled and said, "In ancient times, there was a great Buddha who once said that after wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha sits in his heart."

"What's more, there is vegetarian meat in the world, so naturally there is vegetarian wine, a bowl of fermented glutinous rice, how can you break the precept?"

Someone shouted: "The little master is right, it's just vegetarian meat and vegetarian wine."

Xiaoer came forward with two bowls of glutinous rice grinning.

Han Zhou took the two bowls of fermented glutinous rice, picked up one bowl and drank it down, and handed the other bowl to the old monk: "Master, drink it."

The old monk's face was livid and he didn't move.

Han Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, with a murderous look: "Drink!"

The old monk smiled and picked up the bowl and drank it down.

The surrounding spectators also had different expressions.

At this time, Han Zhou patted the table: "Xiao Er!"

"I ate vegetarian meat."

"Drink the vegetarian wine."

"anything else?"

Xiaoer looked confused: "Little master, what else?"

Han Zhou patted the table: "Is it to see that the uncle has no money?"

"Eat vegetarian meat, drink vegetarian wine, bring two vegetarians for uncle!"

"For amateurs, it's not considered meat."

At this time, the surrounding time and space seemed to be frozen.

Xiao Er pulled two plainly dressed, pastel-free, plain women to come to him.

Han Zhou drew out his knife and stared at the old monk: "Old monk, this belongs to you, and this belongs to me."

"Right here, if I don't see you enjoying this amateur, I will tear you to pieces!"

……

It fell from the air on the huge platform in front of Zixi Dongtian Hall.

Ye Henzhi pulled out the Yinkong sword, looked to the left, and looked at Han Zhou.

The surrounding glitz faded away.

Under the night, a dilapidated ancient temple is in front of you.

The paper pasting the windows of the ruined temple has long been torn, and the cobwebs are densely covered.

There is a scholar reading in the window.

[Chang'an city is full of white crows, flying at night and shouting at the gate of Yanqiu.

He pecked at the big house again, and the dignitaries at the bottom of the house ran away to avoid Hu.

The golden whip is broken and nine horses die, and the flesh and blood cannot ride together.

The treasure jue under the waist is green coral, and the poor king and grandson are weeping in the corner of the road.

When asked, he refused to give his name, but said that he was in poverty and begged to be a slave.

It has been a hundred days of running through thorns and thorns, and there is no perfect skin on my body.

Gaodi's descendants are all long and accurate, and the dragon species is different from ordinary people.

The jackal is in Yilong and the dragon is in the wild, and the king and sun are good at protecting their daughters.

Don't dare to speak long words on the crossroads, and be the king and grandson Lisi.

Last night, the east wind blew bloody blood, and camels from the east filled the old capital.

Shuofang Jianer has good skills, how brave and sharp he was in the past, how stupid he is now.

I heard that the emperor had passed on the throne, and Shengde served in the north and the south.

Please avenge your shame in front of Huamen, and be careful not to expose it to others.

Alas, the king and grandson should be careful not to neglect, the good spirit of Wuling is always there. 】

Ye Henzhi only felt that this poem was very familiar.

Wanting to enter the ruined temple, Ye Henzhi felt that it was not right to step out.

Looking down, he saw a pair of snow-white fox paws.

Looking back, there were nine snow-white tails swaying behind him.

Ye Henzhi flinched and curled up.

Listen to the scholar reading.

Day after day, year after year.

Under the full moon, Ye Henzhi knelt down in front of the Buddha statue in the altar outside the ruined temple: "Buddha, I want to chat with him."

The stone statue's eyes opened slightly, then half-closed again: "Do you just want to chat?"

"Little Fox."

Ye Henzhi curled up his body: "I also want to... also want to..."

Stone Statue: "This seat makes you an adult, can you stick to human relations?"

Ye Henzhi bowed his head: "Yes."

The next moment, Ye Henzhi turned into a young woman.

Still not used to it, she walked gently into the ruined temple.

Seeing someone coming in, the scholar raised his head: "Did the girl also come here to stay overnight?"

Ye Henzhi smiled: "I'm here to find you."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Girl, it's inconvenient for a lonely man and a widow to live in the same room, Xiaosheng will give you this temple."

The scholar sat in front of the altar outside the temple and read a book by the oil lamp.

Ye Henzhi sat in front of the threshold of the ruined temple, resting his chin on both hands, looking at the scholar.

For some reason, Ye Henzhi always felt that if a scholar wielded a knife, he must be very heroic.

That night, it rained heavily.

In the heavy rain, the scholar hid under the eaves. In the middle of the night, there was a coughing sound.

Ye Henzhi walked out of the house and returned to the temple with the hot scholar on his back, taking good care of him.

Day after day, year after year.

The two lived together in the dilapidated temple, but they didn't talk about the relationship between men and women.

One day, the scholar packed his bags and said, "I'm going to Beijing for the exam."

"Wait for my high school champion, come back and marry you."

The little fox Ye Henzhi blushed and just nodded, then ran back to the temple.

I do not know how long it has been.

The little fox did not wait for the scholar to come back, and paid homage to the Buddha: "Buddha, is he... still alive?"

On the black smoke of the oil lamp, the screen flickered.

The scholar enters Beijing, and in a blink of an eye, he is proud of his horseshoe disease, wears a red belt, and travels around the capital.

Afterwards, the scholar paid homage to the prime minister's mansion and took the prime minister's daughter.

In a blink of an eye, the scholar had a son and a daughter under his knees, and the scholar was still drawing a picture of a woman in plain clothes with a beautiful little fox behind her.

Ye Henzhi was overjoyed: "He still remembers me!"

In the picture, the scholar looked at the pair of children: "Han Buhui, Han Qingyun, go and play with your mother."

"Draw pictures here for my father, and help the Secretary of Destiny catch demons."

The stone statue said, "Fool, are you awake?"

"Han Buhui, Han Qingyun, make progress, never regret anything."

"Do you want to become a step on his way to the sky?"

Ye Henzhi was silent for a moment, and then said: "So he knew I was a fox a long time ago."

"But I don't believe he would."

Stone statue: "You don't believe in Buddha, but you believe in him?"

Ye Henzhi: "You are not a Buddha, you are just a broken rock."

"What's more, even if you are a Buddha, I believe in him."

Here, Ye Henzhi picked up the stone statue, held it in his hand, and smashed it down heavily.

On that side, Han Zhou's knife fell on the old monk's neck.

The illusion shattered in an instant.

The howling of the battlefield is back.

Blood, covered the ground.

The death of every golden core stage monk will trigger monstrous blood energy, and spiritual energy will return to heaven and earth.

Such a battlefield is like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a devil's cave.

The crushed stone slabs, the scorched earth ravaged by spiritual energy, and the withered and yellow spirit grass mixed with weeds are the same.

The blood seeped into the ground, and the ground became bright red.

Two music repairers are facing each other at this moment, one is playing the flute and the other is playing the guqin.

The sound of Jin Ge exploded.

The surrounding air was constantly blasted by the collision of sound waves.

Amidst the thundering killing sounds, someone sang loudly:
[Why bother with the mortal world, if there is a destiny to gather, there is no destiny to seek

Cut the world apart with a sword, only a word of love will separate
Why bother, you kill me, I kill you
Stepping on Jiuyou's blood and weeping, no stronger than the breeze and rain
Why bother with the mortal world, like the dawn of flowers blooming

All mortals must, must fight to the Kunlun Ruins
Mortals must, must love, must hate, must sigh, and the sigh will eventually pass...]

When Han Zhou came out of the illusion, he felt that there was an inexplicable shackle on his body.

Then he turned his head to look at Ye Henzhi.

Ye Henzhi also turned his head to look at Han Zhou, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"cause and effect……"

Time is out, space is king.

Fate does not come out, and cause and effect are called gods.

Here, someone unexpectedly mastered a law of the Dao of Destiny.

Han Zhou looked over and saw an old man.

The old man was trembling and his face was pale.

"Hahaha... Pfft..." The old man walked forward, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Very well, it's hard to fool you."

Han Zhou felt that this illusion was very weird, and it seemed to be tricking him into abandoning his emotions and desires.

However, in just three links, the old man's illusion failed.

If he is allowed to succeed, I am afraid that he will become a walking dead.

The old man didn't think that he had failed, but was smiling very darkly.

Facing Han Zhou and Ye Henzhi, he chose two different plans.

Trying to make Ye Henzhi give up this love, and trying to make Han Zhou give up his desire.

It can be said that the failure was due to the wrong choice. It may be a little easier to let Ye Henzhi give up desire and Han Zhou give up love.

However, he also held back, precisely because Han Zhou was unwilling to give up his desire, so he took advantage of the situation to stir up Han Zhou's cause and effect, the cause and effect of marriage.

"Unexpectedly, the old monk grasped a complete law of fate, but in the end he couldn't accept your lives."

"However, the marriage between the two ends here."

"Haha~hahahahaha~"

"Before you die, let me disgust you." After finishing speaking, the old man fell to the ground, coughing up blood.

In his state, Han Zhou was not in a hurry to send him back to the west.

I just felt that a string on my body was broken.

A crisp sound of 'bang' echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, Zhang Bairen came to Han Zhou's side: "Brother Han."

Han Zhou frowned: "What is this old man talking about?"

Zhang Bairen's expression was not good: "What he said is true."

"This old man should be the kind of Nascent Soul over 3000 years old, and he has reached the end of his lifespan."

"The law he used is called breaking away."

"To be precise, it's not a law, but a top-level Nascent Soul technique created by the Law of Li."

Han Zhou looked at Ye Henzhi, and then at Zhang Bairen: "What do you mean?"

"There is nothing wrong with my mind, and I must have hated it."

"Just such a rule can break our marriage?"

Zhang Bairen nodded: "This is the law, the law of the Way of Karma."

"Although nothing is happening now, but one day..."

Ye Henzhi walked over quickly: "How to break it?"

Zhang Bairen: "Cause and effect, people without karma can't break it, only you can break it."

Han Zhou: "I'm going to learn the Dao of Karma by myself, can I break it?"

Ye Henzhi's eyes were full of worry: "It's not that easy..."

Han Zhou took out the paper, ink, brush and inkstone unhurriedly: "Fortunately, I learned Wen Dao."

While speaking, Han Zhou swiped his brush.

[Several sounds of 鶗鴂.Report to Fang Feixie again.

Xichun folded the remnant red even more.The rain is light and the wind is violent, and the plums are green.

Yongfeng willow, no one is flying flowers and snow all day long.

Don't pluck the unitary string.Complaints can be said. 】

After writing this, Han Zhou took a deep breath, stimulated his literary energy, and came out majesticly:

[The sky is not old, love is inevitable.

Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.

The night is over, the east window is not white and the waning moon is condensed. 】

【Thousand Years】

Pick up the pen and drop the words, the world changes color.

Over the entire battlefield, the dark clouds dispersed.

The shadow of the moon hung high, and on the moon, a shadow moved slightly.

A red thread fell from the Moon Palace to the ground.

This silk thread, like a swimming dragon, tangles crazily between the two figures at high speed.

On the earth, peach blossoms are everywhere.

In the sky, fly together.

The green luan and the fire phoenix flew across the sky.

One after another, Wenshan Mountains rose from the ground, directly covering the entire Zixi Cave.

The tall mountains of Zixi Dongtian are like mounds in front of Lianwen Mountain.

The seven Wenshan Mountains exude pink light.

These seven Wenshan Mountains are completely different from the Wenshan Mountains where poetry is usually written.

Wenshan of cause and effect, Wenshan of love, Wenshan of desire, Wenshan of humanity.

The four Wenshan Mountains are listed one by one.

In front of the four Wenshan Mountains, the two Wenshan Mountains do not have the aura of Taoism and law, but are engraved with the names of two people.

Han Zhou, Ye Henzhi.

Next to the two famous Wenshan Mountains, there is a strange and grand Wenshan Mountain, which cannot be seen clearly at all.

Even in the entire atmosphere of Tianxuan Star, there is only the foot of Wenshan Mountain.

When everyone saw it, there was only one word in their minds, heaven.

Tiandao Wenshan.

Witness of Heaven.

Heavenly marriage.

Countless red threads wrapped around Han Zhou and Ye Henzhi for a thousand layers.

Thousands of red lines were tied one by one.

No amount of power, including cause and effect, can untie this thousand-fold knot.

[The sky is not old, love is inevitable.

Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot. 】

When one after another Wenshan dissipated, everyone around looked here.

"what is this?"

Han Zhou looked at the old monk bleeding profusely on the ground: "Duansheli, the law of cause and effect? ​​The god of law? That's it?"

"Go to hell."

The old monk stared round his eyes, looking at everything in front of him in horror.

Law, the law of the Great Dao of Karma, known as the God of Law, is still above space and time!

Now, it's so easy, broken?
Sevenfold Wenshan, Poetry of Transforming Gods...

The old monk's face was pale, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. This time, he coughed up a piece of lung tissue together.

Others are like a choke in the throat, but his real throat is blocked by heart and lung fragments.

On the face, there are paleness, redness that is suffocating, blueness that is suffocating, and blackness where the cause and effect have been reversed.

colorful.

"you……"

Han Zhou didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of thing that was originally buried in the loess to the top of his head and turned over to commit crimes, and now it was buried back.

Instead, he looked at Ye Henzhi.

The two can now clearly hear each other's heartbeat.

This feeling may last forever.

Because the sky is not old, love is inevitable.

Those fighting for their lives on the battlefield each have their own thoughts.

Some people saw that their chief general was attacked by surprise, but in the next moment they turned their hands into clouds and turned their hands into rain, directly turning the tide of battle, so they were greatly encouraged.

Someone saw that a powerful cultivator in his sect gambled his life, but was directly and easily resolved by the opponent's master general, and finally felt what fate is.

Heaven is not with me.

Does fate want me to die?

The momentum was gone.

However, people on both sides have a tacit understanding, and no one will go into that circle.

No one wanted to go to Han Zhou to give away his head, and no one wanted to go in and be a light bulb.

Except for Zhang Bairen who is already a light bulb.

In other words, with the witness of the Dao of Heaven, and under the witness of Zhang Bairen, is it really... a coincidence?

Zhang Bairen watched Han Zhou and Ye Henzhi walk into each other for the next moment, and couldn't bear to be the light bulb anymore. He flew the shield directly, and threw a thunder talisman into the crowd of cultivators in Zixi Dongtian.

After blowing up seventeen or eighteen people, I felt much more comfortable.

One of Ye Hen began to feel that a string in his heart was broken.

But then, seeing a thousand red threads wrapped around himself and Han Zhou, he immediately reacted.

Han Zhou wrote a love poem, rubbing the law of cause and effect on the ground.

Break me one cause and effect, and I will tie up a thousand causes and effects myself.

What are you doing to me?

When he got closer, Ye Henzhi grabbed Han Zhou's palm: "Have you cracked it?"

"It should be fine." Han Zhou smiled: "This time, a thousand red threads of marriage bind us together, and no one can destroy it."

Ye Henzhi blushed: "But I haven't made up my mind to be with you forever. Thousands of red threads, I'm afraid the day the universe is destroyed, they won't be untied."

Han Zhou: "If you don't think about it, you can learn the Dao of Karma and solve it yourself."

Ye Henzhi lightly tapped Han Zhou's chest: "The Dao of Karma is so difficult, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."

The sound of killing, shouting, piano, sword and sword.

On the withered grass, Ye Henzhi lowered his head and saw an ordinary white flower.

The surrounding flowers and plants have long been withered and scorched by the flames of war, and have even turned into coke.

The world seems to be like this, there is only one flower.

Pure and open.

Ye Henzhi took off the little flower and looked towards the surrounding battlefield. The shouts and noises around him stopped abruptly.

It seems that the whole world is quiet and there is no one else.

Holding a small white flower, Ye Henzhi said calmly, "I suddenly feel tired."

"War, so tiring."

This poem was written by Han Zhou himself. Han Zhou is in a good state of mind and will not be affected by too much feedback from it.

But Ye Henzhi fell in love at this time. Although he didn't resist mentally, he felt very uncomfortable being locked up by thousands of silk threads.

Haven't gotten used to it yet.

Han Zhou held a heavy sword in his hand: "Then you can enter my small world and rest, I have to kill the enemy and get the military exploits."

"It won't take long for me to get promoted and raise my salary, become the Grand Marshal, become the Lord of the Town, marry the Ninth Princess, and reach the pinnacle of my life. Thinking about it, I'm a little excited."

Saying that, Han Zhou opened the small world and sent Ye Henzhi in.

Then close the small world.

The moment he closed the small world, Han Zhou opened the small world again, wanting to take Ye Henzhi out: "I thought about it, let me change the place for you, I have a mustard bag with a big villa in it, I live in it." It’s more comfortable than Small World!”

Ye Henzhi smiled: "No, it's fine here."

Han Zhou laughed awkwardly: "The mustard seed bag is even better!"

"It's late, I've already seen it." Ye Henzhi embraced his hands:
"Sure, Han Zhou, Jinwu Zangjiao."

"It's still a female demon cultivator who practices both lust and Taoism, and she's still a virgin who loves sex."

"I'll check to see if there's anyone else."

Han Zhou closed the small world again: "I'm afraid this is the way to bid farewell to the scumbag Neptune."

"Grass~"

At this time, in the small world, Ye Henzhi and Zhou Yi were confronting each other.

The panda is not here now, if Ye Henzhi makes a move, Zhou Yi will be dead.

But Ye Henzhi didn't make a move, but asked: "Why did he leave you in the small world?"

Zhou Yi bowed: "His Royal Highness Nine Princesses."

"I'm here to suppress souls."

Ye Henzhi raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Zhou Yi hurriedly said, "His Royal Highness Ninth Princess, we have met before."

"Have you seen it?" As a monk, Ye Henzhi had a photographic memory, but he couldn't remember Zhou Yi's face.

"I don't know Tianxuan Demon Cultivator. You have a lot of murderous crimes on you. You are definitely not a Shengxuan."

Zhou Yi: "Your Highness Ninth Princess, the first time we met was when you met Han Zhou..."

Ye Henzhi didn't react, and then thought carefully: "You are..."

"Yes, it's me."

"At that time, when we met the Explosive Bull Ape, Your Highness ran away with Han Zhou, while your maid and I ran away separately."

Only then did Ye Henzhi confirm that Zhou Yi was a monk of Shengxuan: "How did you become like this? Where's your physical body?"

Zhou Yicai talked about his own affairs.

After a long time, Ye Henzhi understood: "Now, you have to wait until one day you find a monk who has achieved great success in life before you can leave Han Zhou."

Zhou Yi could only be embarrassed: "His Royal Highness, I know that I am not worthy of Han Zhou, and I have never thought about it. You can rest assured that I am just Han Zhou's maid..."

Ye Henzhi is very good at grasping the key points: "Wait a minute, when Han Zhou helped you choose a physical body, he directly scanned all the Tianxuan female demon cultivators present at that time with his spiritual consciousness??!"

Zhou Yi could only nod in embarrassment: "I'm sorry Your Highness Ninth Princess, I caused this incident, please don't..."

"I don't care about this, I'm just asking." Ye Henzhi looked at Zhou Yi: "Then your current body must have been carefully scanned."

Zhou Yi's face turned red immediately, and he nodded, his voice was as small as a mosquito: "Mmm~"

Ye Henzhi sighed, marriage is such a thing, marriage is marriage, cause and effect.

Can't tell.

Ye Henzhi asked: "A man, he has seen you all, have you never thought about marrying him?"

"Me?" Zhou Yi sat on the stone bench and curled up, "I'm not good enough for him."

"He is so talented, so strong, and has a firm mind. Maybe he will become a fairy in the future. After a few thousand years, I will die. For a fairy's life, a few thousand years are just a flick of a finger."

Ye Henzhi looked at Zhou Yi and thought about it.

At this time, I thought of Leng Yunxin.

Compared with Zhou Yi, Leng Yunxin is his competitor.

However, it seems that this kind of competition is meaningless starting today.

Regardless of whether others are or not, he must be an inevitable part of Han Zhou's fate.

Thinking about it, Ye Henzhi raised his head and looked around: "Take me around Han Zhou's small world, it's my first time here."

……

In front of Zixi Hall, Han Zhou walked to the main entrance step by step, carrying a knife.

At the beginning of the battlefield, the killing was inextricable.

Even if the cultivators of Zixi Cave Sky had lost their spirit, the total value of the combat power of the core disciples far surpassed that of the First Sacred Dragon Army and the First Divine Phoenix Army.

However, as the follow-up troops of the Divine Phoenix Legion continued to rush over, this situation was reversed.

At this time, the Beast Legion had already arrived here from another direction.

Then, a large number of war machines, mechs, tanks, and small warships swarmed in.

Han Zhou just wanted to be the first to step through the door of Zixi Hall, and he didn't want to worry about anything else.

Carrying the knife, Han Zhou walked into the Zixi Hall.

How to say this feeling.

It is a feeling of conquest.

Is this how those rebels in history felt when they walked into the Golden Temple?
Tianxuan's sects attack each other, when one sect replaces 36 caves and 72 blessed places, is this the feeling?

This feeling is indeed very exciting, and it is also easy to stimulate greed.

It's no wonder that the Tianxuan Alliance can maintain such a strong fighting power in such a chaotic situation.

This kind of greed will still inspire the upper-level monks to continuously train the lower-level monks to achieve their own war ambitions.

It's just that, in this situation of fighting all the year round, the real mortals are very miserable.

Han Zhou swung his knife heavily and landed on the four-character plaque in Zixi Dongtian.

The plaque was cracked, but not broken.

The material is very good, although it is just for decoration, it is a fifth-grade metal.

Even though Han Zhou's physical strength was super strong, he didn't break the huge plaque with a single blow.

Han Zhou put away the heavy sword: "Come on!"

The Xianhuang Burning Flame Gold Keyboard loaded with voice control unfolded in the air.

Han Zhou picked up the keyboard and hit the plaque hard.

The phoenix energy on the keyboard found a breakthrough, rushed out, and tore the plaque instantly.

【Immortal Martial General Han Zhou broke through the main hall of Zixi Cave, and Zixi Cave was destroyed. 】

[Please ask the Holy Dragon Corps and Divine Phoenix Corps to clean up the entire Zixi Cave, and arrest all fleeing enemy monks within one month. 】

[After the war, the Eighth Army of the Divine Phoenix Army is asked to be in charge of guarding the Zixi Cave. The Holy Dragon Army and the rest of the Divine Phoenix Army are assembled and ready to go to the blessed land of Treasure Island. 】

The intelligent core continuously issues commands.

Originally, it was impossible for Zixi Dongtian to be the opponent of the two armies. After completing the strategic goal, the intelligent core directly announced the victory of the battle.

This news will also spread quickly among other battlefields, mortals and Shengxuan's own planet.

At this time, Han Zhou also received a new order.

[Transfer order, Immortal Martial General Han Zhou, please go to Star Warship Command to report that First Army Vice General Zhang Bairen has been promoted to General God and Demon to lead the First Army. 】

After Zhang Bairen's final exam, he joined the Academy of Gods and Demons, and it is normal for him to be named General of Gods and Demons.

However, Han Zhou did not expect this title to be reserved for Zhang Bairen until now.

However, what does it mean to transfer yourself to the headquarters?
Don't you need yourself on the battlefield?

This is of course impossible.

Han Zhou immediately realized that now, there might be a place where he is needed more.

At this time, the sixth master sent a message: "Han Zhou, listen carefully, you are now promoted to the first commander of the Dark Dragon Guard, and soon you will be named Duke and take over the position of Marshal of the Empire's Immortal Martial Arts, these are not important , the most important thing for you now is to get ready to go to the Sumeru Ladder.”

"If you can't climb the ladder, the road of cultivation in this life is over."

"From now on, adjust to the best condition, and meet this challenge related to your path to immortality."

Han Zhou was dumbfounded when he saw Liu Ye's news.

Challenges related to the road to immortality?
Sumeru Ladder?

Han Zhou asked: "Master Liu, what is the Sumeru Sky Ladder?"

Master Liu replied: "You just need to know that there are immortals living on the Sumeru Ladder."

Fairy?

Fairy!

On the border of the Shengxuan Empire, Xumi Xiongguan, on that planet with three major colleges, are there immortals living there? !
(End of this chapter)