Dao fruit.

Hearing this voice, the old man with braided braids did not show any surprise. He narrowed his eyes from the depths of the night sky, turned around slowly, and looked behind him.

On the road behind him stood a middle-aged man with an ordinary face, a beard, and simple clothes, giving people a clean and tidy feeling.

But as long as you see his bright eyes, you will know that this is not an ordinary person, and his brows are more solemn and noble!

"The virtuous king came back from Shilin?" The old man with braids laughed and said, "You said that the little old man should not come to Xingjing. For the sake of the divine way, I want to watch the changes in the river of fate, other than that, I have no other plans."

The man known as the virtuous king shook his head and said: "Xingjing is the capital of Darui, and the power of the divine way should be retreated. The land spread by the heavenly court here is so suppressed that it is difficult to do anything. Even if you go in, it will be useless."

"With the power of the dynasty and the world, Dingding, the capital of the country, if you can't even suppress a city of gods, then this Darui's strength will be exhausted." The old man with braids shook his head, and then looked directly at the man, "However, the gods are unpredictable , some are suppressed by luck, and some are respected by dragon spirit, I don't know what the status of the virtuous king is now?"

"These things are irrelevant. Since you want to watch the changes in the river, you can watch it here. But if you enter the city, don't blame me for being ruthless." Gathering and extending quickly, it turned into a slender yellow dragon in an instant and flew towards Xingjing City.

The old man Mabian was indifferent to this, but shook his head and sighed: "Born because of the dynasty, sooner or later he will be dragged down by the dynasty..."

As soon as the words fell, his figure flickered, changing around in an instant, leaving behind afterimages.It's like shifting shape.

However, each of the afterimages showed a trend of uncertainty, like entities, each containing thoughts, and its eyes were full of confusion, as if the city and the scene in front of him were shrouded in fog , can't see clearly.

After that, the lines of sight changed one after another.Some were thrown into the city, while others were thrown in other directions, gradually escaping into the void.

………………

at the same time.

On the other side of Xingjing City, on the edge of the suburban village, there is an academy built.

This academy occupies a small area, but it has all internal organs. The number of scholars who study in it is not as large as the several academies in Dongdu.

Deep in the academy.In a quaint house, an old man was sitting upright, holding a book in his hand, but his eyes were not fixed on the book.Instead, he looked up and looked out the window.

At the end of his line of sight, there is a city——

In Xingjing City at night, the city is filled with light and shadow, reflecting the night sky red.The various visions in the sky earlier could not be seen by ordinary people, but in the eyes of some special people.But it was exceptionally clear and brought a shock.

Now, in the depths of the night sky, there is still some aftertaste. Although the huge dragon claw has dissipated, it left behind a large piece of cloud and mist, which is slowly disappearing.

"In the world of great struggle, there are all outstanding people. Since someone has won the heart, then these two people are likely to be the core of the future of Donghua Buzhou. How the two choose will establish the future trend of humanity..."

The deep words came out, and the wall behind the old man changed faintly. There was a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, but the moment his words fell, the calligraphy and painting and the wall were spinning, as if they would be swallowed by nothingness, and then the boundless void show out.

In this void, there is a thin layer of qi floating in it. It gathers and disperses uncertainly. When it gathers, it exists, and when it disperses, it doesn't exist. But the qi is always there, as if it is endlessly reincarnated.

This change caused some kind of chain reaction, causing several causal lines in the dark to change, and extended all the way to the north of Xingjing City.

This place is relatively barren, there are not many villages, only scattered families, and further north, there is a jungle, and there are mountains in the distance.

At the edge of the forest, there is a temple. Unlike temples and ancestral halls, this temple is not tall, but the corners and corners have a special charm, and the overall look is more magnificent.

The main hall in the temple is solemn and solemn. On the walls on both sides, there are figures drawn, some riding clouds and fog, some with three heads and six arms, with different appearances. At a glance, you can tell that they are not ordinary people, but they are quite different from the gods of the Middle Earth.

In the depths of the main hall, there are huge golden statues on the high platform, with solemn treasures.

In front of the golden statue, there are several futons, and four people sit on them, divided into two sides.

There are three people on one side, with no hair on their heads, ring scars, and wearing monk robes. They have different appearances and different ages, but their temperaments are surprisingly consistent. Behind these three people, a golden light can be vaguely seen, as if there is a wheel of tomorrow Covered by their bodies, they may jump out at any time and shine around.

On the other side is an old man named Gao Guanbo, with a sullen face, downcast eyes, and flat shoulders, giving people a sense of informality. The light and shadow around him change, as if they are in a place of their own, but they are also connected to the surroundings. He has a sense of natural law, and his appearance is [-]% similar to that of Mr. Chen, but his temperament is different, more rigid and serious.

collapse!collapse!collapse!

In the void, several causal lines flickered.

The three men in monk robes showed surprise on their faces: "Huh? After Taixu was refuted by us, he actually realized a deeper truth!"

On the opposite side, the rigid old man's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded slowly: "Don't be surprised, if not, he is not worthy of the name of Taixu."

After saying this, the aura of heavenly principles around him became more and more intense, and the three monks on the opposite side also calmed down their shock, restrained their astonishment, and clasped their hands together.

In the solemn lobby, two thoughts collided immediately!

The invisible voice spread far away, rippling and rippling...

Ripples started from the temple, spread to the forest, spread to the city, and swept across the four directions.

"Oh? Da Chen is still discussing the Dao with those three monks? Can't even the vision of the mind be hindered?"

In the inner city, in the depths of a mansion with a "Chen Mansion" plaque hanging, an old man twitched his eyebrows slightly, and the surging soul light and shadow rippling all over his body, surging like the sea, even the dragon spirit suppressing Xingjing was forced back a few inches!

On the side, there were three middle-aged men standing with their heads bowed respectfully. Feeling the surging waves, their hearts were beating wildly, but they didn't dare to take a step back, and stood bravely.

Suddenly, the old man cast his gaze over and asked, "Is there any news about Chen Jing..."

"Report to our ancestors..." Immediately, one of the three walked out, opened his mouth and whispered, trembling.

At the same time, the thought ripples were still expanding. Deeper in the inner city, in the luxurious mansion, a young man in Taoist robes sat cross-legged in the courtyard. After feeling the ripples, he opened his eyes.

Outside the courtyard, there was a sound of footsteps, followed by a voice: "Daoist Feihu, the princes are here to invite..."

The young Taoist nodded, got up and walked.

"Natural vision, those princes really want to move their minds, but I don't know if they have already made a decision."

………………

Outside the city of Xingjing, in the night sky, two figures float in space. Both of them are dressed as ordinary Confucian scholars, but they are not young, with white beard and hair. Blurred Shadows—

Soul ghost!

The Yin spirit changed, and the personal luck entangled in the two of them was captured and turned into light!

"Dan Zu's relics were revealed, but you and I didn't gain anything. I thought I would return empty-handed, but I didn't expect to see Xin Yuan and Yi Ma here! If we can win these two things, there may be a turning point!"

"That's right, the catastrophe is approaching for you and me. If there is no turning point, we will definitely die! Instead of waiting to die, it's better to fight one time, even Xingjing Dragon Court!"

After the words fell, the two flew towards Xingjing City, slowly lowering their altitude.

In a short period of time, the dark tide was raging, but Xingjing City was still the same. Above the city, the night sky was deep;

Among the layers of divine light, there is a great hall of the underworld, and in that hall, there is a god with his eyes closed and not speaking.

However, above the divine body, the divine light is unpredictable, and there is a faint feeling of leaving the body and being separated from it.

All of a sudden, the god was shocked, opened his eyes, moved his hands and feet slightly, and immediately made a "cracking" sound. It turned out that his limbs were trapped by thick chains. When he moved a little, the chains collided and made a sound.

"Human Dao Revolution," his eyes were full of lights and shadows, unpredictable, "The opportunity of the Divine Dao..."

………………

All kinds of changes happened one after another. At the same time, everyone in the attic just recovered from their surprise.

"The figure in the heart ape is Qiu Yan!" Pang Qianru looked at Qi Jiulian in surprise, and after seeing him nodding, she took a deep breath, glanced at Song Qian who was approaching, and said in a low voice , "Just now, Qiu Yan controlled the vision and forced Long Qi to come forward. Judging by the appearance, he is no worse than Bai Zhaoyuan. Could it be that this person is better than Bai Zhaoyuan?"

"In any case, we have already found Qiu Yan's trace, so it will be easy, and we can follow the trend to find it." Song Qian whispered.

Qi Jiulian also nodded and said, "That's right, from where the huge ape shadow appeared, Qiu Yan must be in the city!"

The small movements of the three of them had already attracted Xu Ran's attention, and she also approached, wanting to ask.

Although Xu Ran has an extraordinary background, she is just an ordinary woman. She didn't see the vision in the sky before. She just heard a few people whispering and wanted to ask, but Ji Zheng ripped her clothes , did not really ask.

At this moment, a voice came from the side——

"A few more, please introduce me to this Qiu Yan, Mr. Qiu..."

Following the sound, the target is the handsome and suave Wen Zhizhen. (To be continued..)

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