Dao Fruit

Hearing this voice, the old man with braided hair did not show any surprise. He focused his gaze 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 appearance, a beard, and simple clothes, giving him a clean and tidy look.

But as long as you see his bright eyes, you will know that this is not an ordinary person, there is a solemn and noble air between his eyebrows!

"The wise king has come back from Shilin?" the old man with braided hair said with a smile, "You said that the little old man should not come to Xingjing, but this is too much. The little old man came here not to fight, nor to For the sake of Shinto, I just want to watch the changes in fate, and have no other plans."

The man known as the Wise King shook his head and said: "Xingjing is the capital of Dali, so the power of Shinto should retreat. The earth spread here by Heaven 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 capital of Dingding, if even a city of Shinto cannot be suppressed, then this Dali's strength will be exhausted." The braided old man shook his head, and then looked directly at the man, "However, Shinto is unpredictable. , some are suppressed by luck, and some are respected by dragon energy. I wonder what the wise king is now? "

"These things are irrelevant. Since you want to watch the changes in Changhe, then watch it here. But if you enter the city, don't blame me for being ruthless." The man waved his hand, and his whole body was shocked, turning into a ball of misty yellow gas. , quickly gathered and extended, turning into a slender yellow dragon in an instant, flying towards the direction of Xingjing City.

The old man Ma Bian was indifferent to this. Instead, he shook his head and sighed: "I was born because of the dynasty, and sooner or later I will be dragged down by the dynasty..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flickered, changing in the surroundings in an instant, leaving afterimages, as if he had changed places.

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

Then, the lines of sight changed one after another, some were directed toward the city, and some were directed in other directions, gradually disappearing into the void.

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at the same time.

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

This academy occupies a small area, but it is well-equipped. However, the number of scholars studying there is not as large as that of several academies in Dongdu.

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

At the end of his sight, there was a city—

In Xingjing City at night, the city was filled with light and shadow, reflecting the night sky red. The various strange phenomena in the sky previously could not be seen by ordinary people, but in the eyes of some special people, they were particularly clear and brought a shock.

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

"In a time of great strife, there are many outstanding people. Since some people have their own ideas, these two people are likely to be the core of the future of Donghua Continent. How they choose will determine the future trend of humanity..."

The low 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 the man's words fell, the calligraphy and painting and the wall started to rotate, as if they were about to be swallowed up by nothingness, and then boundless void. Show it.

In this void, there is a thin layer of air floating in it. It gathers and disperses indefinitely. When it gathers, it exists, and when it disperses, it disappears. However, the air is always there, and it seems to be reincarnating endlessly.

This change caused a chain reaction, causing several causal lines to change and extend all the way to the north of Xingjing City.

This area is relatively deserted, with not many villages and only scattered houses. Going further north is a jungle, with rolling mountains in the distance.

At the edge of the forest, there is a temple. Different from temples and ancestral halls, this temple is not tall, but the edges and corners have a unique charm, making the overall look more magnificent.

The main hall of the temple is solemn and solemn. On the walls on both sides, there are figures painted one after another. Some are flying in the clouds and mist, some are three-headed and six-armed, with different appearances. At a glance, you can tell that they are not ordinary people, but they are very different from the gods of China.

Deep in the hall, there is a huge golden statue on a high platform, with a solemn appearance.

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

There are three people on one side, with no hair on their heads, with ring scars, and wearing monk robes. They have different looks and ages, but their temperaments are surprisingly the same. Behind these three people, there is a faint golden light, as if there is a tomorrow. Blocked by their bodies, they might jump out at any time and illuminate their surroundings.

On the other side, there is an old man with a high official diploma and a stern face, lowered eyes, and level shoulders, giving people a sense of informality. The changes in light and shadow around him seem to be in a place of their own, but they are connected to the surroundings. With a clear sense of nature, his appearance is very similar to Mr. Xiao Chen, but his temperament is different, more rigid and serious.

collapse! collapse! collapse!

In the void, several causal lines bounced.

The three men in monk robes looked surprised: "Huh? After being refuted by us, Taixu actually realized a deeper truth!"

Opposite him, the stereotyped old man's face remained unchanged and he nodded slowly: "There is no need to be surprised. If this were not the case, he would not be worthy of the name."

After saying this, the aura of heavenly principles surrounding him became stronger and stronger. The three monks opposite him also calmed down their surprises, suppressed the surprised expressions on their faces, and clasped their hands together.

In the solemn lobby, two thoughts immediately collided!

The invisible sound spread far away, causing ripples...

Ripples started from the temple, spread through the forest, affected the city, and swept across all directions.

"Oh? Da Chen is still discussing Taoism with those three monks? Can't even stop him from having random visions?"

In the inner city, deep in a mansion with a plaque of "Chen Mansion" hanging, an old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and a surging soul light and shadow rippled all over his body. It was as surging as the sea, and even the dragon energy that suppressed Xingjing was forced back a few inches!

Beside, there were three middle-aged men standing with their heads bowed. Their hearts were beating wildly when they felt the surging waves, but they did not dare to take a step back and stood firm.

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

"Report to our ancestors..." One of the three people immediately stepped out, opened his mouth and whispered, trembling.

At the same time, the ripples of thought were still expanding. Deeper in the inner city, in a luxurious mansion, a young man wearing 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, and then a voice came in: "Priest Feihu, several princes have invited..."

The young Taoist priest nodded, stood up and took steps.

"It's a natural phenomenon. Those princes are indeed going to have their own ideas, but I don't know if they have already made a decision."

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Outside Xingjing City, in the night sky, two figures are suspended in space. They are both dressed like ordinary Confucian scholars, but they are not young. Their beards and hair are white. They are suspended in the air. Their bodies are glowing with light. You can faintly see a figure through their flesh and blood. Blurred Shadow——

Soul and Yinling!

The Yin spirits changed, and the personal luck entangled in the two people was actually absorbed and turned into light!

"The ruins of Danzu have been revealed, but you and I have gained nothing. We thought we were going back empty-handed, but we didn't expect to see Xin Yuan and Yima here! If we can capture these two things, there may be a turning point!"

"Yes, the catastrophe for you and me is coming. If we don't turn around, we will definitely be destroyed physically and mentally! Instead of waiting for death, it is better to take a chance. Even Xingjing Longting will have to fight!"

After saying that, the two of them flew towards Xingjing City, slowly lowering their altitude.

In a short period of time, undercurrents surged, but Xingjing City remained the same. Above the city, the night sky was deep; inside the city, the lights were bright; but under the city, there was a fragmented Shinto scene.

Among the layers of Shinto radiance, there is a Yinsi hall. In that hall, there is a god with his eyes closed and silent.

However, the divine light on his divine body changes unpredictably, and there is a faint feeling that it is leaving the body and being separated from it.

Suddenly, the whole body of the spirit was shocked. He opened his eyes, moved his hands and feet slightly, and immediately made a "clatter" sound. It turned out that the limbs were trapped by thick chains. If he moved a little, the chains would collide and make a sound.

"Human Dao Revolution Cauldron," there were lights and shadows gathering and dispersing in his eyes, changing unpredictably, "The Divine Dao opportunity..."

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

"The figure in the heart ape is Qiu Yan!" Pang Qianru looked at Qi Jiulian in surprise. After seeing the other party nodding, she took a deep breath. She glanced at Song Qian who was approaching and whispered. , "Just now, Qiu Yan controlled the vision and forced the dragon energy to appear. Judging from the appearance of the energy, it is no worse than Bai Zhaoyuan. Could it be that this person is better than Bai Zhaoyuan?"

"In any case, Qiu Yan's trace has been found, so it's easy to handle. We can find him there." Song Qian whispered.

Qi Jiulian also nodded and said: "Yes, judging from the direction where the huge ape shadow appeared, Qiu Yan must be in the city!"

The small movements of the three of them had long since attracted the attention of Xu Ran next to them. She also came closer and wanted to ask.

Although Xu Ran has an extraordinary background, she is not skilled in literature or martial arts. She is just an ordinary woman. She did not see any of the previous visions in the sky. She only listened to a few people whispering and wanted to ask, but her clothes were pulled off by Ji Zheng. , and didn’t really ask.

Just then, I heard a voice coming from the side——

"Can someone please introduce me to Qiu Yan, Mr. Qiu..."

Following the sound, we saw the handsome and suave Wen Zhizhen. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)