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A hundred feet high cliff, with clouds and mist floating in the sky. In front of it is a coral reef that looks like thousands of stars, standing upright like a sword, with a cold air, and thousands of waves rolling around, like one crystal high wall after another.↖↖,

Above the dangerous cliff, in the clouds and fog, a man in a wide robe stood quietly. Although he was over 40 years old, he did not look old. His eyebrows were like flying swords and his appearance was very heroic. However, at this moment, his eyebrows were unreasonably showing a sense of depression.

His eyes looked like the chaotic and chaotic sky, and they also looked like the clear blue sky. They crossed the clouds and mist, crossed the mountains and the sea, and fell to an extremely distant place.

The sound of footsteps behind him quietly rang out, cautiously and looked very respectful.

The man in a wide robe said lightly: "Di Xi, you are here."

Di Xi said respectfully: "I searched for the island king without seeing him, so I found this place. The island king looked here every day for the past few days, and his eyebrows were filled with worry. We saw it in our eyes and were anxious in our hearts. We wished we could share the burden with the island king, and asked the island king to tell us what happened?"

The man with wide robe said, "Do you still remember what happened twenty or thirty years ago?"

Di Xi said in surprise: "Is it?"

The man with a wide robe said in an extremely distant tone: "Wanduan Guizang fought against the East Island three times, let alone your Di family, even my eldest, grandfather, my father, my eldest brother and second brother were all in the hands of Wan Guizang. I was so sorry for my father to break the back of the East Island women and children. During the five years of hiding from Wan Guizang, I drank horse urine, ate wild grass, and mingled among the rogues and Japanese pirates. Even so, I still met Wan Guizang three times. Every time I escaped from death."

He said these bitter past events but did not feel any mourning. Dixi understood that this was because the king of the Island has been suffering for these days and nights for twenty years, and the sadness was better than any torture in the world.

He said: "We all understand what the Island King says. Everyone on our island will never forget what sacrifice the Island King family made for our East Island children."

The man from the broad robe said, "I said this not to complain to you. Since some time ago, a saint purple aura has grown from Kunlun Mountain, from the west to the east. I thought the other party was coming to our East Island, but I didn't expect the other party to go straight to Fusang. Although it was unexpected, we had to treat it with caution."

Di Xi said: "So what about this saint's purple aura?"

The man with wide robe sneered: "When Wan Guizang traveled around Liuxu, the energy he carried was a stream of dragon energy of the emperor. That was because he tried to unify the world with his magical power, so his heart felt something and the sky transformed. This saint's purple energy is different, but it originated from Ziweiyuan, which is the residence of the Emperor. The dragon energy of the emperor must be under the purple energy of the saint. This person came out of Kunlun Mountain. What I am afraid of is another person more terrifying than Wan Guizang in the capital of the emperor. The Beidou master killed, but I am afraid that the world will not be at peace again."

Di Xi was shocked and said, "It's only been less than forty years. How could a person in the world be even more terrifying than Wan Guizang? Is our East Island destined to be under the shadow of the West City?"

The man in a wide robe suddenly hit the penis, and the clouds and mists in the high clan were dispersed by this palm. Under one palm, the sea of ​​clouds became empty, and the power was so great that no one could control it.

He sighed: "No matter how powerful the opponent is this time, remember that we will not escape, and we will not escape even if we die."

Di Xi choked and said, "I just wish to die in battle with the Island King."

The man with wide robe said, "Let's go."

At the same time, he couldn't help but think: Wan Guizang's "circumcision of six voids, and the law uses all things" is true no matter how powerful it is, but this new person cannot even notice the qi-seeking technique of the emperor, and it seems to be a creation out of nothing. If it is really bad for Dongdao, can he deal with it?

This kind of question can only be buried deep in my heart.

On the other side, Japan Fusang and Li Zhichang are located.

A Zen singing came from outside the shrine, which had endless compassion.

Li Zhichang's heart moved and said leisurely: "I didn't expect that there would be someone on the small Fusang Island to reach the wonderful state of refining the spirit and returning to the emptiness."

I saw an old monk slowly appearing outside the wall that was knocked down by Qianshen Sect, with a haggard face, white eyebrows, and very sad.

The old monk Baimei said, "The Taoist priest is looking for monk Yu, and monk Yu is here."

Li Zhi often saw monk Yu, smiled gently, and his shoulders were slightly raised.

Then the fish monk suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The boy said: "This master doesn't look like a bad guy, why did the elder brother hurt him?"

Li Zhichang smiled at the young man and said, "You can actually see my hand. It seems that your power of robbery is quite powerful, which is interesting."

As soon as he moved his shoulder, he slapped at the chest of the monk Yu. Unless a master of refining the gods and becoming a virtual level, even a person like Feng Junhou could only guess at most, but could not directly confirm that he had taken action.

But the boy's tone was very sure, obviously he was 'saw'.

This kind of seeing may not be "seeing" with your eyes, because when you reach a clever position, the eyes are not the only way to "see".

After the fish monk spit out black blood, his expression turned red and moist, and he said in one go: "Little donor, don't blame this Taoist priest, he was healing me that moment."

The boy was very puzzled, and there was no need to treat a tough injury.

Beiluo Master was taking a cat step, Shi Shiran came to the boy's side, jumped gently, and got on his shoulder, stretched out his cat's claws and pointed the boy's temple. His cat's eyes were blurred, and he looked as if he looked down on the boy.

The girl next to her couldn't help but burst into laughter when she saw the Beiluo Master Sect so human.

The boy was embarrassed to touch his head and thought to himself: I was short-sighted, but everyone laughed.

Li Zhichang said calmly: "You don't have to thank me. I have something to ask you for help. To treat your old diseases, it's just to give you benefits in advance. If you don't agree, I will naturally be able to take back this benefit intact.

Monk Yu smiled bitterly and said, "If the Taoist master's ability is not bad as I expected, at least he has reached the highest level of Taoism's cultivation and Taoism. If you ask me for help, it is probably a big deal."

Li Zhichang said: "Don't worry, there is no difficulty. I have some connection with your Vajra lineage and I will not harm you. But what does this Thousand Gods Sect have to do with you? They are obsessed with devils and have no qualifications. They can neither become demons nor Buddhas. They are just a four-dimensional person who has made him practice the Vajra divine power, which is simply a shameless face of Monk Jiuru."

Qianshen Sect shouted: "Who are you? I dare to say that."

However, the monk Yu pointed at Qianshen Sect, making him unable to speak and his hands and feet unable to move.

Li Zhichang said: "It seems that this kid is really your apprentice. Otherwise, why do you protect him so much? You have a good look. Otherwise, it would be not difficult for me to teach him a lesson and let him break his limbs."

Monk Yu sighed and said, "The Taoist master is wise and has no leakage of Dharma eyes. This person is a evil disciple. He was originally a pure and good person, but he had anger and entered the demonic path and could not extricate himself. At least half of these evil consequences will be counted on me in the future. It is the old monk who bears him, not him bears me." (To be continued...)
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