But Zhao Xiaobai's sword slashed down, the green mountains were halfway open, the rivers broke down, and the sky and the earth changed color.

This sword actually has the power of a saint changing the world!

The strong people from all directions in the world suddenly feel the response.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, a mysterious place surrounded by immortal clouds.

A clear stream beneath the towering mountains.

A middle-aged scholar was wearing a thin spring shirt, barefoot, and was holding a yellowed scroll in his hand, slowly looking through it.

When a wisp of cloud suddenly floated across the sky, he looked up at the sky, as if he was a little confused, and then smiled slightly.

He stretched out his finger and gently flicked two bombs into the air, and two weak and invisible clouds flew up and turned into two small book boys in the air.

The book boy flew away in the sky, his little mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something.

Suddenly, among the world, the semi-saints and sub-saints of the Confucian Temple lineage, and other top-notch powerful people, including the Confucian Temple's walking in the world, heard a strong voice in their ears:

"The saint of literature tells the world! Although the Taoist saint has reached its limit, it has fallen one day. However, the Taoist spirit has not been exhausted, and no matter what I belong to the Confucian Temple belongs to."

In the southern Danzhou, the holy mountain appeared in the clouds and clouds, attracting thousands of Buddhas and people to worship.

In a shining golden hall, the white-browed monk with a deep face suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky in disbelief.

After a long time, the monk narrowed his eyes and retracted his gaze, and said to a crow beside him: "Amitabha! What mystery is this Taoist making?"

"Forget it, since you were with me, it has been nearly a thousand years now. From today on, you will also go through the world and go through disasters."

"It must be remembered that since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have been difficult to stand up. After his Taoist saint died, he was just a little boy. Could it be that he could still turn the world?"

The crow screamed twice, spread its wings and turned into a monk in red. He leaned in front of the white-browed monk's desk, bowed silently for a few times, and walked slowly out of the hall.

After a moment, like the rainbow drifting after the rain, the holy mountain disappeared among the hazy clouds.

Beijuluzhou, the dark hall, I don’t know where it is in the world.

A strong man in armor opened his red eyes, frowned slightly, and raised his right palm suspiciously.

His right palm suddenly emitted light, revealing a hazy world:

In the vast white world, a Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth appeared, walking alone among the mountains and rivers covered with ice and snow.

It seems that we will overcome all the hardships in the world, experience all the hardships in the world, and visit famous mountains and rivers...

The big man in the armor looked strangely for a while, grinned and said, "It's quite interesting."

"But it's not a climate in the end."

"The world is so high, the mystery of Hongmeng is endless, and the road is difficult. It is hard to say where you can go."

"What's the point."

After saying a word, he suddenly snorted, and several mysterious figures appeared silently in the hall, knelt in front of him, and asked together: "What are the instructions of the Demon Lord?"

The black-armored man said coldly: "Send the order, attack!"

...

Zhongshan Teng Show.

Ancient poems say: There are many fairy mountains in the West, and the mountains in the Zhongshan are far away. The clouds are covered with snow, and the flowers are spitting out a stream of smoke.

This is the sect of the Zhongshan Sect, the most famous immortal sect in Xiniu Hezhou for thousands of years.

On the side of the peaks of Zhongshan, under the sea of ​​clouds and fog.

A girl with bright eyebrows and bright eyes, her round face is as bright as the stars and the moon.

She was wearing a black long skirt and fluttering sleeves. She lay happily in the purple sea of ​​Gesang flowers and looked up at the blue sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

The stems of the Gesang flower are slender, with edges in all directions, and the leaves are long and arc-shaped, drooping like rabbit ears, and are dark green.

The thin flowers are clustered together, but they are not outstanding when you see them alone.

But this flower is always a large area for life, gathering into a sea, and it is really purple.

Although the Taoist saint died, the mountain was covered with mourning to show grief and nostalgia.

But on this mountain, it is really full of spring.

A breeze blows, and a young man with a tall and handsome face suddenly turns from the edge of the mountain.

He shouted with a cold face: "Junior Sister Fang! Why don't you come down yet?"

The girl was shocked and replied anxiously: "Ah! Senior Brother Xiao, why are you here?"

As he spoke, his body suddenly felt like a flower leaf in the wind blowing up, floating in the air with its body slanted, floating towards the place where the young man spoke.

The young man sneered and sneered in his heart: Isn’t it just a wind? Is it necessary to float like this dead?

"Just pretend! It's better to fall in front of me, and fall into a debilitating look like a dog chewing shit, that's more like..."

The girl was shocked and said, "Senior Brother, I...I..."

The young man snorted, his eyes whiter and less darker, "It's been almost ten years since you started? Even if you can't become an elite disciple, isn't it possible for Yu Gefeng to be so crooked? Hum!"

"The Peach Banquet is half over, and the competition is about to begin. Come down the mountain with me."

...In the martial arts competition square, gongs and shengs were ringing, monsters danced, and the voices were like a tide.

Flags floated along several ring towers.

One flag chicken learns dancing, the other flag dog has two wings, and the other flag snake wraps around the gourd...

Because of the fall of the Taoist Saint, a very complicated ceremony had been held before the Peach Banquet to mourn this giant in the fairy world.

The square was covered with white curtains, and many white and light purple flowers shook lightly in the wind.

Several major immortal cultivation sects in Xiniuhe Continent, several secular kingdoms, Dachu, Dayu, and the princess and princesses of Cangyue Kingdom.

There are also many nobles, new wealthy businessmen, famous officials, and cold and beautiful women from high-ranking families.

It seems that most of the well-known figures in Xiniu Hezhou have come.

Several flying boats were parked next to the square, which was so ancient that it was enviable.

There are also a few cranes, and I don’t know which private mounts of the wise immortals are swaying there and looking down on the world.

This time, the most surprising thing was already mentioned at the Peach Banquet just now, and I also saw the four peak existences in the world of cultivation, the Confucian Temple, the Taoist Court, the Holy Mountain, and the Demon Sect, all of which were represented.

Although I heard that except for the Daoting Ancestral Mountain, the visitors from other sects are not heavyweight, but that is also extraordinary.

According to the old rules, the human race in Dongsheng Shenzhou and the demon race in Beijuluzhou also sent some bad intentions to "observe".

Xiniu Hezhou is of course the demon clan.

In the southern Danzhou, there are madness, endless Gobi, and vast grasslands.

Although the mysterious continent has been infiltrated by Buddhist and Taoist families, it has been the territory of all races since ancient times.

...Zi Yue held half a pothole-filled peach in her hand, wiping her mouth, chewing and gnawing, following her senior brother Zhao Xiaobai, and looking around in the square.

The bigwigs of all sects and races were already sitting on the platform, where they were playing each other out of their way, haha, each showing their scheming.

The Taoist Chongtian sat there, his waist straightened, his face with a faint smile, and he was secretly happy.

The commanders of other sects were surrounded by flowers, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, bowing one by one, flattering each other, and talking loudly.

There is only one who can stop in front of the Chongtian Dao people.

Some people greeted me, but they just bowed quickly and left.

Some of them are not smart enough. When they greet the Heavenly Dao Ren, they say "Look for a long time and look back for a long time", and their eyes are dripping, and they have already looked at other places.

What is left to the old Taoist is often a side face.

This is actually very rude, but it doesn't even mean to be a long time.

The Taoist Chongtian did not think it was offended at all and still smiled.

Say words of encouragement or gratitude sincerely and do not neglect any guests.

He looks in a good mood and in good spirits.

This made people from the Shanxi sects in Zhongshan, Shandong, and the kingdoms of Xiniuhe Continent a little confused.

They thought to themselves: The Beishan School is now in decline and has neglected in front of the door.

The fifth disciple of Qingluan Peak who came this time is unknown, and I heard that he is a little ignorant.

That junior disciple was only barely in the state of Condensation, and he was really unable to reach the stage.

But this old man is as stable as a rock. Why is he so happy about being poor?

Or maybe, he is hiding the embarrassment now.

That's true.
Chapter completed!