Super Monk

When Tan Ping opened the window, he saw that the sky was clear and blue, dotted with white clouds, and he couldn't see the edge at a glance. It was obviously different from the obscurity brought about by the erosion of Jiuyou at the end of the era, which made him feel refreshed.

Is it really the beginning of the middle ages, the reign of emperor Qi? Do you really go back to the past?

Huangliang pillow, Huangliang Pillow Is it just a dream that is almost real?

In the midst of surprise, doubt, confusion and other emotions, Tan Ping saw a little bit of white mansions falling from the sky. When he came near, he found that it was a bit of hype and a strange vision.

"The holy emperor worships the heaven, and all evils disperse!"

The high cheers just heard echoed again, and one after another rosy clouds rose in the sky. They spread and merged into a vast road of light. Then the wind roared and the rain dripped down. According to the legend of Fenghou and Yubo, they were able to drive by with their immortal soldiers. They were magnificent and powerful, and each breath made Tan Ping feel ashamed.

After Fenghou and Yubo, lightning broke through the sky and lit up the heaven and earth. Leihou and the empress of the electricity drove slowly with an emperor's car. The thunder was like the sound of greeting.

The emperor's chariot is simple in shape, stained with bloodstains, with different colors and strong wills. It seems that the emperor's chariot can't close his eyes, and the atmosphere of vicissitudes and monstrosity pervades the sky. The nine horned dragons dragging the emperor's chariot are agile, with explosive power in every inch of flesh and blood. Just seeing them, Tan Ping can't help but bow down.

There was a bead curtain hanging around the emperor's chariot, and he could see a tall figure like a bully in all directions. There were mountains, rivers, the sun, the moon and the stars around him. Just as he could see, Tan Ping felt pain in his eyes and didn't dare to look directly at him.

This kind of momentum, this kind of feeling, is more terrible than every immortal I met in the past when I asked for immortals. It is more unfathomable than Fenghou, Yubo and leihou in front. I'm afraid I can only compare it with the mysterious and unpredictable immortal I borrowed from myself.

Tan Ping lowered his head and did not dare to look at it again. He had a clear understanding in his heart.

If it is a dream, I can never imagine the momentum of shenghuangqi!

What I saw just now is true, not illusory, not dream!

I really went back to the middle ages, back to the past, this is a big chance!

Here, although it is the location itself, it has the advantage that a person with great power and supernatural power can hardly reach. That is to know the future development and the future inevitability. Heaven's chance is in the heart. Depending on it, it is not difficult to achieve a great cause and become an immortal!

Tan Ping is full of confidence in this point. Although he was born in the seven seas and twenty-eight realms, and his past history is separated from that of China, it has been two or three hundred years since he came back from the end of the East China Sea. At the beginning, there were ten thousand realms communicating with each other, leaving many classics. It is not difficult to know the main events and general trend of medieval history.

Thinking of this festival, he could not help but shudder. He felt that the bright future of life was within reach, and a golden road was under his feet.

"Is this the" treatment of the protagonist "in those vernacular novels..." Tan Ping thought wildly.

When traveling in different sea areas, he read many storytelling novels handed down from more than 100 years ago in many cities. It is said that they were left by hand after the Wanjie general knowledge ball was broken.

After a full quarter of an hour, the high altitude had recovered as usual. Only then did Tan Ping wake up and think about the history he knew and see what opportunities he could seize recently.

"The holy emperor's sacrifice to heaven must be at Longtai, Jiangdong. Even if it is not near the East China Sea, it must not be far away." As he thought, he said to himself, "Donghai During the reign of emperor Shenghuang... "

Suddenly, Tan Ping thought of something, and a sense of ecstasy appeared in his eyes:

"miaoyan palace!"

"Miaoyan Palace once appeared in this period of history, and spread many fairy secret books and treasures, such as Taiyi Changsheng Jing, Taiyi Zhenjue for saving suffering, Qinghua Lingwen, etc.!"

Miaoyan palace is the miaoyan palace of Changle world in Eastern Qinghua. It is also the Taoist center of Taiyi to save kutianzun. After the Qing emperor came to the other side, miaoyan palace was integrated with the boundary of Fusang ancient tree. It was famous in ancient times, and it was secluded in Jiuyou. It only appeared once in the middle ages, that is, the reign of emperor Shenghuang.

Excited, Tan Ping paced back and forth, thinking to himself:

"I've heard that the great people on the other side of the river used to be everywhere now, but I'm just rubbing a little bit of benefits, it won't affect anything..."

"I don't dare to, and I don't dare to. Isn't it a waste of opportunity?"

Uneasy was soon suppressed, Tan Ping according to the ancient records, set up dunguang, straight to the East Sea Qingyan mountain.

This mountain peak is remote and desolate. It's close to the end of the East China Sea. Even though Tan Ping knows the general range, he doesn't have a specific understanding. It took him half a year to find the corresponding object and follow the map.

Looking at the scene of withered vegetation and small mountain and low Island, Tan Ping couldn't believe that there was a Taoist temple for Taiyi to save kutianzun if he didn't know it was here.

As he sighed, he lowered the light and searched for clues. He was afraid that it would be too late and he had missed that period of history.

A few days later, Tan Ping was surprised to find a magical valley. As soon as he stepped into the valley, mist appeared."It's really here!" He held back his excitement and kept moving forward in the fog. It seemed that he could only walk in the valley for three days and three nights.

All of a sudden, the mist cleared away, and Tan Ping's eyes brightened. He saw the overlapping clouds, purple air filled the air, and there were strange flowers everywhere. The earth was full of miraculous springs, and the plants were flourishing to the extreme. He knew that his family had come to another world.

In the distance, the mountains are towering, the trees are lush, the pavilions are layer upon layer, and the auspicious light rises from time to time.

Tan Ping took a deep breath, ran Guang flew up, carefully approached the magnificent palace and opened the door of miaoyan palace, which seemed to be unlocked and unopened. In front of him, a dark red and dark twisted Lake appeared, like blood and filthy, full of the feeling of karma entanglement and death.

In the middle of the lake, there is a blue lotus in full bloom, with bright petals and strong vitality. On the top of it sits a tall and thin Taoist wearing a bamboo crown and a water blue robe. His eyes are closed and his breath is gone. It seems that he is in deep sleep and has been sitting for a long time.

"The pharmacist Wang fo was quite active in this era, so Taiyi was sleeping to save kutianzun?" Tan Ping was startled and nearly sweating. When he found that the Taoist had not moved at all, he was in the mood to ask questions.

He couldn't understand the mystery of the other side, so he respectfully saluted to Taiyi, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and said, "I don't mean to offend Tianzun. I just came here by chance. Please don't blame Tianzun. If I can get something, I will worship Tianzun day and night. I don't dare to forget my great kindness."

Voice just fell, he suddenly heart palpitation, raised his head, just saw Taiyi save bitter Tianzun opened his eyes, breath a little bit diffuse out.

Alive?

Wake up?

Tan Ping had a feeling that he was going to be scared crazy. His whole body trembled and his eyes turned black.

"I see." There was a soft voice in his ear.

What do you understand? Tan Ping looked at it blankly, but he saw the changes of light and shadow around him, like pieces being stripped off.

"Ah With a cry, he sat up and found himself back in the cave surrounded by his old friends.

A dream?

Even the momentum of shenghuangqi and Taiyi to save kutianzun can imitate the dream?

In his surprise, Tan Ping found that there was one more thing in his arms. It was a bead with a little green light. It seemed that there were countless Fu and Zhuan characters in it, which were mysterious.

"What is this?" Asked the girl in the pink coat.

I don't remember brother Tan having such beautiful beads

Tan Ping looked around. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was a dream or not. When his friends talked about it, he said, "this is the harvest of a dream..."

"Dream" is not really back to the past? See Taiyi to save kutianzun?

"It's amazing The man with sparse eyebrows exclaimed.

Tan Ping calmed down a little, thought about it and said, "would you like to have a try?"

"Can we?" The girl in the pink coat was surprised and pleased.

Tan Ping said with a little smile, "if you see someone, you will share the same fate. This is your best friend."

You can't hide this, let each other have cracks, or even kill each other?

With the same feeling and thanks from others, the girl in the pink coat lay down and fell asleep.

After a while, she woke up and shook her head blankly: "I didn't dream of anything."

Tan Ping looked at the pillow and saw that it was dark in color and obscure in pattern. It seemed that he had exhausted his strength, but the little light was gathering and was recovering.

"It may take a few days." Tan Ping judged.

The man with sparse eyebrows nodded gently: "let's go to changmen island."

Changmen island? Tan Ping subconsciously looked out of the cave and saw that the rainstorm had subsided, the dark clouds had dispersed, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the whole world seemed washed.