Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

At the end of the picture, Su Bai saw an ethereal eye in the distance, fleeting away, seemingly staring at himself from a distance in time and space.

Then, all the pictures collapsed and shattered.

Cui Yanliang...the world of Dayu's Immortal Dynasty...Fenghuang conquers the sky...

Multi-treasure magic...five-color divine light...unparalleled demons, trolls, peerless swordsmen...

All kinds of messages can't stop rolling and stirring in the sea of ​​​​mind, colliding with each other, changing, and seeming to have a tendency to disappear.

Su Bai's heart surged, and colors flickered on the bright mirror. After a long time, it slowly calmed down.

Vaguely, he seemed to be able to detect that the message Cui Yanliang wanted to convey seemed to be obviously distorted under the influence of an invisible force.

Ninety percent of the information has been blurred and disappeared.

But he still captured a very important point.

Tens of thousands of years ago in the Nine Immortals Realm, Cui Yanliang was present in the battle between the Phoenix Emperor and the Heaven.

Friends and foes seem to have become clear.

However, even Cui Yanliang couldn't convey what he really wanted to say, so he could only give him some hints from the side.

The methods of the person behind this...

"The world of the Immortal Dynasty of Dayu..."

Su Bai thought to himself: "Have they all become so strong?"

In this day, he received too much information, and even Su Bai found it difficult to digest it for a while.

It wasn't that there was so much information that he couldn't bear it, but that there were too many weird and mysterious things in it.

Something necessary is missing.

For example, why was the fallen Phoenix Emperor able to revive, and why was he not stopped by the Nine Immortals in the process...

For another example, how virtuous and capable is the Phoenix Emperor? He is able to defeat the Nine Immortals...

And, why did Cui Yanliang risk the entire world of Yu Immortal Dynasty to participate in this battle against the sky?

What role does the incarnation of your own soul play in it?

Does it still exist?

Banned, or dead?

There were so many thoughts in his mind that it was difficult to sort them out for a while. Without some necessary things, he couldn't really deduce the truth behind it.

He also knew that that battle must be a failure.

"Nine Immortals...Fenghuang Conquers the Sky..."

Su Bai's mind wandered, and suddenly he remembered a corner of the chaotic scene he had used a secret method to spy on in the Immortal Martial Heaven Realm.

In the gloomy chaos, it seems that the master of the altar is still playing chess with others?

This battle is not over yet?

His mind froze and he forcibly cut away the complicated thoughts.

He did not try to change the memory that was gradually blurring in his heart. He just let his mind sink into the message sent by Cui Yanliang.

Although most of this message has been isolated, it is less than one in ten.

But in addition to the isolated things, there are still many messages in it.

It also includes the various Dharma practices he needs most at this time!

……

Or maybe a long time has passed, but it seems like only a moment.

In the courtyard, Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be various essences flowing in his warm eyes.

"All Dharmas and All Ways..."

Su Bai muttered to himself, and all kinds of Dharma methods surged up in his heart.

In the Nine Immortals Realm, there are endless magical powers and thousands of methods. However, all the methods come from Tao, Buddha, gods, demons, ghosts, and demons.

These six paths are the ancestor of all practices and the origin of all kinds of magical powers.

Even those who practice Confucianism and Legalism cannot escape the realm of Taoism.

Cui Yanliang's message naturally does not include all the cultivation methods in the world, but it also contains a large number of six-path cultivation methods.

Even the cultivation methods of magical powers.

Although many of them are superficial and there seems to be no profound method, it is enough for Su Bai to explore the fundamental mysteries of the cultivation of various methods.

For Su Bai, this was enough.

Tao is the foundation, Dharma is the branches, and magical powers are the leaves.

With the root in hand, all dharma secrets and supernatural powers are self-generated.

The vision developed by wandering in various worlds has long since determined for Su Bai that no matter which world he practices the Dharma and Tao, he absolutely does not need to practice it step by step like ordinary people.

……

"The brand-new Noisy side is most favored by dignitaries in the inner city..."

"In the spring, I will pay homage to my ancestors. A set of incense and candle clouds, five coins, only five coins!"

"Freshly baked pancakes!"

The sun travels across the sky, spreading endless light. On the boundless land, green grass and trees are full of vitality, rising from the ground and filling the world.

As the midwinter passes, Qinghe County seems to have returned to its former prosperity, without the messy scene seen when the war broke out.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, a young man in black robe made a casual move, and a bronze compass circled and landed in his hand.

After a slight feeling, the young man frowned, looked at the middle-aged man wearing plain yellow clothes and carrying a long knife not far away, and asked in a cold voice:

"Lin Baiyun, with your Haibo Sect's ability, you didn't find any trace?"

Looking away from the city, Lin Baiyun shook his head slightly and said: "In the past few months, many disciples of my sect have gone out and visited almost the entire Anhe Mansion. It is true that the whereabouts of Ambassador Chen Zhen have not been found."

"Weird!"

The young man in black robe frowned slightly, and there was a look of surprise in his cold eyes.

Although Anhe Mansion is very large, it is only relative to ordinary people.

For a monk like him, he can travel thousands of miles in just one step.

It only takes a few days to cross from east to west.

In the past few months, he went back and forth to Anhe Mansion, probably a dozen times.

Not even a single clue was found...

He muttered a few words to himself, and then his eyes fell on Lin Baiyun.

"Junior Brother Chen has three great magical powers. Who can make him disappear without a trace in Anhe Mansion?"

"There are not many people with such strength in Anhe Mansion..."

"That group of murderers, in the final analysis, destroyed only some low-level sects." "If they are really powerful, why bother to avoid such government-level sects as Haibo Sect and Wanxing Sect?"

"Wang Xuanlong, are you doubting us!?"

"Also missing are several commanders of the Zhencheng Army!"

Lin Baiyun's face suddenly darkened.

"Of course you don't have this ability..."

"Um!?"

The young man in black robe had a cold face and was about to say something when the compass in his palm suddenly shone brightly!

The moment the scattered golden light burst out, it turned into an illusory light curtain in front of your eyes.

"Huh? Is there someone from our Suppressing Rebellion Division nearby? Could it be Junior Brother Chen?"

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, the sounds of metal and iron, as well as urgent calls for help, could be heard from within the light curtain:

"Someone is attacking and killing. All the people from our pacification department will come to our aid immediately after hearing the news!"

That voice was anxious and hoarse, as if it was hoarse and exhausted.

"Ask for help!?"

Upon hearing this, the face of the young man in black robe suddenly darkened, and before he could say anything else, his figure turned into a streak of light and disappeared over Qinghe County.

Its speed was so fast that Lin Baiyun's heart skipped a beat.

"Is there anyone from the Suppression and Rebellion Division who was attacked here?"

The next moment, Lin Baiyun frowned, and immediately thought of the group of murderers who destroyed the entire family!

So, he followed behind the young man in black robe, turned into a stream of light, and chased after him.

Ok?

The air flow swept across the world, and Lin Baiyun also had a thought in his heart, and his speed slowed down slightly for a moment.

He had just passed thousands of miles away when his heart suddenly jumped wildly.

After that, he couldn't help but stare, and saw a divine light exploding in the sky far away, and turbulent air currents slapped in all directions.

Like waves!

What followed was a terrifying collision of supernatural powers, like a tide of golden light, each wave stronger than the last, destroying all tangible and intangible things.

Thousands of miles away, there was a sharp wind like a blade, coming in an instant.

The ground was in a mess, and the ravines torn by the air waves were simply shocking.

"Master of Taoism!"

Lin Baiyun was startled. He pulled out the sharp blade with his backhand and cut away the billowing wind.

With one step, he had already crossed a thousand miles. After a few steps, he had already crossed a thousand miles.

He had already seen Wang Xuanlong fighting with a mysterious person in the sky, surrounded by divine light.

"It's that group again!"

Lin Baiyun could tell the identity of this person at a glance. He was clearly the same as the person he had chased before.

Moreover, compared to the previous person, this person's cultivation seems to be even stronger.

Wang Xuanlong has cultivated three magical powers, and his strength is even higher than his own.

At this time, it seemed that he was still at a disadvantage.

"Come down!"

He was about to help when suddenly he heard a sigh from the ground.

He forced down the throbbing in his heart and stared down.

I saw a car parked alone among the ruins dyed red with blood.

A body that was chopped into two pieces was thrown flying on the field.

"Confucian people?"

Lin Baiyun was surprised when he also landed in front of the car.

After just one glance, his brows were already deeply furrowed.

In this car, there was an old man with white beard and hair, but a ruddy complexion and clear eyes.

Although he was in the middle of the battlefield, he was very quiet and had an indifferent expression.

After just one glance, Lin Baiyun's mind suddenly calmed down, as if an invisible force had wiped away the messy thoughts in his heart.

"Is this the Holy Way of Confucianism?"

He was shocked and couldn't help but realize this.

Confucianism is divided into two paths: the sage and the king. The king is fierce in killing and travels all over the world, and has a great reputation.

The holy way exists in the court. Most of the great Confucian scholars are Sangong, who focus on governing the country and educating people, and rarely do things with others.

But its strength is far superior to that of the Wangdao lineage.

"If I don't die today, I will go to the netherworld to bring you back to the sun."

The old scholar glanced at the corpse with a calm expression, and then the clay warrior rolled violently and buried it completely.

Then, his clear eyes fell on Lin Baiyun: "The boy from Haibo Gate, pull the car and protect the law for me!"

"Ok?"

Lin Baiyun was stunned by the old scholar's attitude, and seemed to want to ask something else.

But the old scholar lowered his eyes and covered his eyes.

"That person in the sky is not a threat."

"At this moment, there are great monks who have condensed their divine bodies behind us. They are chasing us!"

"What? There is a great monk who has condensed a divine body!?"

Lin Baiyun was shocked, and his expression suddenly changed!

There is a huge gap in strength between the spiritual realms in this world.

This gap lies not only in cultivation level, not only in the magical powers that have been cultivated, but also in whether the divine body has been condensed!

Once the divine body is successfully condensed, the power of the supernatural power will be ten times that of the former!

A monk at the eighth level of the spiritual realm like him can travel thousands of miles in just one step.

And a great monk who has cultivated a divine body can easily destroy mountains with one move!

Among these murderers, there is such a fierce person! ?

(End of this chapter)