The Demon Lord has too many aliases

“...We can’t ruin Ayan’s plan.

"Xu Xinghan took a step back slightly, took a deep look at these people, turned and left.

Chapter 147: Bu Tianyi (2) The author has something to say: The previous chapter has been rewritten. It is recommended that you read the previous chapter first and then read this chapter to avoid incoherence.

The reason for rewriting is revealed by the author in the previous chapter.

At the moment when the vest incarnation was shattered, in a corner of the vast land of China, the young man who was closing his eyes and adjusting his breath using the turtle breath method suddenly opened his eyes, as if there was lightning in his dark eyes.

With the return of that ray of consciousness, everything he had seen and heard before was absorbed by Yan Weilou. He slowly stood up from the ground, glanced at the gorgeous light rain that had not dissipated in the sky, and let out a long breath.

"It's just a little short of..." If he hadn't made a prompt decision and used the vest incarnation as a bait to attract hatred, and let Xiu Xinghan use illusion magic combined with the talent of the spirit of heaven and earth to reduce his own presence, and took the opportunity to set up an array in secret, I'm afraid he wouldn't be that earthly person now. The remaining heavenly beings were trapped in the divine formation of heaven and earth, but two of them were captured in one fell swoop.

Yan Weilou himself didn't care. Not to mention that if a vest died, he would die. Even if he was really facing a desperate situation, he wouldn't have the slightest fear.

But it's not okay for Su Xinghan to be involved.

Thinking of the thrilling encounter just now, Yan Weilou experienced such intense emotional ups and downs for the first time.

To this day, he can still recall that unfounded fear.

It was as if his heart softened for a moment.

Such an emotion made Yan Weilou frown, and he almost subconsciously wanted to get rid of it.

But after a few breaths of silence, he just smiled.

...Forget it, worrying about being affected by emotions and becoming weak, isn't this the biggest weakness? Real strength should be to face one's innermost desires and have the confidence to dare to make all choices.

·"My little friend was frowning just now, but now he is smiling. Could it be that he has gained something?" "...The Taoist priest's guess is not bad, he has indeed gained something.

"The snow-white sky reflects the green mountains and green waters. Beside a clear spring, an old man and a young man are fishing side by side.

The old man's beard and hair are white, but his complexion is ruddy, and his eyes are warm and transparent, revealing the light of vicissitudes of wisdom.

He only wore a gray Taoist robe, but his whole body exuded a Taoist essence that was as natural and as good as water.

It is none other than Qingxuan Zhenren, the current headmaster of the Taishang Dao Sect.

He is also one of the few heavenly saints in the world today.

Beside this heavenly being, there was a young man sitting on the ground side by side with him, his posture was leisurely and almost casual.

This man looks to be in his early teens, with a handsome face like a handsome young man. His snow-white clothes like flowing clouds are randomly scattered on the ground. His black hair is tied up with a jade crown. The most eye-catching thing is his pair of clear and clear eyes. Pure, gentle and passionate eyes like lake water.

He looked like a well-educated young man from a wealthy family, but when he was casually sitting by the spring fishing, he seemed to have a willful, natural and free spirit.

Slowly putting away the fishing hook, "Yan Wulun" bounced the fish in the hook back into the water. Circles and circles of Liandi spread in the water, and the intertwined strange ripples spread to one side and hit the real Qingxuan. Where the fishing line is.

Master Qingxuan didn't move his palm, and the fishing line submerged in the water swayed slightly, and the same illusory Liandi spread outwards. In a trance, it seemed that there was an illusory sun-blocking pattern spread out on the water. This pool The clear spring suddenly returned to tranquility.

A pleasant smile appeared on the corner of Yan Wulun's lips, and he did not take the little discussion to heart, and only said: "...I just suddenly figured out something.

"Master Qingxuan didn't ask any more questions, and nodded with a smile: "Just figure it out.

Those who seek the way of heaven should first cultivate their own way.

Only when your original intention is smooth can you achieve the Tao.

""Only when one's intention is smooth can one achieve enlightenment..." "Yan Wulun" laughed a few times, suddenly threw away the fishing rod in his hand, stood up, turned around and was about to leave: "Yes, only those who follow my will can do it. Avenue.

"Master Qingxuan was still pulling the fishing line slowly, without raising his head when he heard the words: "No more fishing? "No more hooks."

"The figure of the man in white suddenly floated hundreds of meters like a breeze and a cloud, like a sudden flash of lightning passing through the sky.

The clear and elegant voice came slowly with the breeze.

“Come here with excitement and return with all your excitement.

"Looking at the white shadow disappearing into the sky in an instant, Yuan Dao showed a trace of regret in his eyes. He took a few steps to the side of Master Qingxuan: "Master, Brother Yan is gone? "Although he criticized Yan Weilou for not saying anything and directly blocking people outside the forbidden area of ​​​​the sky, he accepted the "entrustment" of Yan Weilou and sent him back to the Taishang Taoist Gate, the original Taoist master Xiaoyao. One has a deep affection for him.

This was the first close friend he had made outside Taishang Taoism.

Although Yuan Daoyi also knew very well that "Yan Wulun" sent him all the way to the Taishang Taoist Sect just to use Yan Weilou's "life-saving grace" to him in exchange for benefits from the Taishang Taoist Sect, but he still felt this way. The brilliant Xiaoyao Louzhu couldn't bear to feel bad.

Well, if you want to blame it, it's because Yan Weilou is too dangerous. Everything is his fault.

——Exchanging the true meaning of martial arts with Master Qingxuan here is one of the rewards the other party asks for.

I didn't expect that he would be leaving in just a few days.

Seeing "Yan Wulun" leaving in a hurry, Yuan Daoyi was a little puzzled: "Brother Yan, why did he leave like this?" Master Qingxuan said with a smile: "He has attained the Tao, so he should leave.

"...He has attained enlightenment?" "Yuan Dao was stunned one by one.

So, the other party is going to become a heavenly being? The realm of heaven and man is difficult to say and easy to say.

Sometimes, it may only take a little bit of state of mind and understanding.

As the saying goes, "When the Dao is perfect, the heaven and man will be formed naturally."

As long as the true meaning of martial arts is perfect and the Dao heart is transparent without any flaws, one can naturally enter the heaven and man.

·Huh... On the desolate island in the middle of the lake, the boy who was looking down and thinking suddenly raised his head, and a deep and vast breath suddenly burst out from his body, as vast as the sky.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up at the place.

The petals and fallen leaves flying around, along with the entire island in the middle of the lake, were blown up by the wind. The gurgling lake water surged with whirlpools, like a waterfall rolling back, pushing the entire island in the middle of the lake to the sky, and thick water mist filled the sky and the earth.

At this moment, it seemed that a violent storm was rolling up between heaven and earth.

And the boy stepped on the center of the eye of the storm, stepping on the ten thousand feet of wind and waves.

His black robe was blown by the wind, revealing the smooth lines of his chest, and his black hair danced wildly.

The aura of the young man continued to surge.

The drifting water mist condensed into frost in the air, and the raging waves were like an ice crystal dragon exploring the water, surrounding the entire island. Frost and snow were flying all over the sky, and the ice continued to spread outward, turning everything Yan Weilou saw into white.

Everything was white, both in the sky and on the ground.

... Yan Weilou restrained his aura and slowly landed.

"Heavenly man..." Feeling the power filling his body at this moment, the wonderful feeling that seemed to be in harmony with the way of heaven at all times, he smiled slightly, "I pushed open this door again so quickly."

" At this time, Yan Weilou had undergone a drastic change compared to before.

He was one inch taller, with a broad chest of an adult man. Because of the change in his body shape, his jade-like skin was exposed under the torn robe, but it also revealed a sense of cold and hard power.

His originally immature face also became much more mature, and he looked about 20 years old.

After the immaturity faded from that handsome and aggressive face, it seemed to bloom with all its brilliance.

His eyes were deep, his eyebrows were cold and hard, and his whole body was like a divine weapon drawn from its sheath, with a sharpness and danger that could burn people.