She remembered the scene again. The young master drew a sword talisman with his blood, making his fair face pale and bloodless.

At that time, he told her solemnly not to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Now that the people are going to demolish the temple, her divine power has retreated like a tide. Is it a last resort?

The wishes of the believers in the past have now turned into curses and hatred. They hate her for not being able to retreat from the evil demons, they hate her for not surrendering, they hate her for provoking the evil demons, constantly devouring her divine power, and even let her heart be cut off.

She had heard of this feeling before, but as a god, she herself did not need to care about the pain.

At this moment, I felt it and suddenly felt very sad.

Qi Sanguang held the drumstick high, but was still submerged in the crowd. She saw that the gate of the temple was smashed and the threshold was trampled. Finally, the person in front rushed to the statue, holding a hoe high to destroy the statue.

She closed her eyes, and when she had a thought in her mind, the sword talisman that was lying quietly suddenly exploded.

A layer of water-like waves spread out from the temple, shaking all the people in the temple out. On the muddy land, many people were confused and fearful. In the end, the valley god was also a god, high above, different from their mortals.

When hatred and hatred turned into fear, the goddess felt the pain disappeared in her body, and her divine power no longer subsided, but the black rope still only bound her, making it difficult for her to act.

A sword light shot out from the temple like silk, sweeping like lightning, walking through the heavy rain, not Yanxu, but the black rope on the goddess' body, like cutting tofu, and the black rope broke into countless pieces.

The gods returned to the void, and a sword light coiled in front of them, sweeping and flashing.

Looking at the spiritual sword light, Yan Xu suddenly smiled and said, "It turns out that it's just a sword talisman. What he left for you?"

The goddess bit her lips and said nothing, and her divine power was condensed and she was ready to explode at any time.

Yan Xu didn't care about her secret actions at all and said lightly: "He is indeed not here, so he really went somewhere else."

The goddess said, "So what?"

Yan Xu smiled and said, "Nothing. After confirming this, I probably understood something. He left you something?"

He looked at the Qingling God casually, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly appeared.

Then the sword light thrust suddenly and stabbed towards Yanxu. In a flash, Yanxu disappeared. The sword light hit the top of the city and immediately turned into stone powder. With the heavy rain, it turned into stone slurry and left on the city wall, which was shocking.

At this time, Yanxu was already close to the goddess spirit, and he stretched out his hand to grab her chest. There was the location of the divine heart, and the divine realm could also be opened.

The goddess's body is bright and bright, which is a manifestation of the rapid flow of divine power in her body. She wants to burn herself and burst out with the strongest power.

But she saw Yanxu's eyes, deep and deep.

Then I felt a little confused and the divine power immediately became slow to operate.

At this time, the sword light turned around, storming through the wind and rain, and stabbed Yanxu's heart fiercely. Yanxu seemed to have no idea, and let the sword light pass through his body. Finally, the sword light banged into the heart of the Empress of the Valley God.

The sword light was like a spirit, stagnating. At this time, a white hand, as white as jade, wrapped a ray of sword light around its fingertips with a cleverness that transcends the imagination of the characters in the world, entangled it in a fingertip.

The sword light was like a swimming snake. He wanted to escape, but in the end he was increasingly bound and began to dim.

Finally, the sword light rolled around Yanxu and suddenly penetrated into Yanxu's fingers.

Yan Xuntan cannot be noticed and smiled, "Divine Sword" is also useless to him.

Only when Yan Xu's body swelled and then shrank suddenly, there was a crackling sound of fried beans. The goddess knew clearly that the sword energy was eliminated by Yan Xu with a special means.

That was the young master's sword talisman that was written by his essence and blood, and it didn't work for him either.

Then she felt a chill in her heart, and Yanxu in her eyes, and there was a delicate and transparent light ball on her hand. At the same time, Yanxu's other hand formed a mysterious talisman mark in the void, and penetrated the light ball. Finally, the light ball expanded and produced a door, and the building inside was exactly like a temple.

The goddess spirit didn't understand how Yanxu could do it and could open up her divine realm.

Yanxu just had a illusion of figure, and he went in and out of the divine realm. There was an extra crystal ball in his hand, and the black air inside condensed, which was the supreme heart curse.

He and the goddess spirit had both fallen from the sky, and the original heart of divineness was abandoned by him, still in the muddy land, dimly pale.

I quietly looked at the crystal ball in my hand, and like a thread of silk, the demonic energy returned to his body.

As he took back the supreme inner curse, his body became more solid, not as if it were, but it seemed more terrifying.

Next, he focused on the crystal ball and Shen Lian's essence magic power. If he could be refined, even if he did not become a magical body in heaven, he could go further and see the mystery of Taixu Shenxing.

But at this moment, the entire crystal ball seemed to have a rush, spinning wildly.

Yanxu's face, who was still unscathed, finally felt shocked, and I couldn't believe it: "How could you bear to give up?"

The dazzling colorful light emerged from the city of Yuguan, devouring and annihilated all surrounding things. The most terrifying thing is that the city wall in front completely disappeared, and the land became a quagmire swamp.

A sword light flew out of the sky and pierced into the swamp, and a black shadow emerged from the swamp. When the shadow appeared, a blood-colored sword light appeared out of thin air, and it smashed the black shadow.

The shadows immediately turned into countless black dots and scattered, and many of them merged into the body of mortals who were shocked in the distance.

At this time, the heavy rain stopped, and a light cough broke out, and Shen Lian and Ye Liuyun appeared together.

Ye Liuyun said: "The magic method of transforming into a free demon is indeed the most wonderful Taoist technique in the world. You have given up your refined magic power and still cannot put him in a desperate situation."

"It's normal. My master has been chasing him for a long time, but he has not been able to destroy him." Although Shen Lian said this, he was still very regretful. If the last blow was not the sword light, but the ** that restrained the demon, Yanxu would not be able to escape.

Ye Liuyunning, the fainted mortals at present, whispered: "You may not be sure that he is still lurking in the hearts of these mortals, or they may kill them together."

Shen Lian waved his hand and said, "He has a secret method that can indirectly penetrate into our hearts through the resentment of living beings. Although he can be prepared, it will be troublesome in the end, and he will not continue to stay here."

"Why?" Ye Liuyun asked leisurely.

"Because a person like him must put survival first if he can live to this day, otherwise he will not be alive now." Shen Lian's eyes were fixed on the turbid Yu River, and this river seemed to be full of mortal world, full of filth.

When the river is quiet, it is naturally clear, but once it is turbid, it will become turbid, just as when a person's heart is calm, it will show a good side. However, when he is panic, all kinds of distractions and despicable thoughts will breed, making the spiritual platform dirty.

A true Taoist can be as clear as water when panic, as clear as a state of void. Even if the magic power is low, as long as you understand this, you can gain spiritual freedom and be unrestrained. In the end, you will have hope of achieving enlightenment.

Chen Lian abandoned the magic power used to suppress the supreme heart spell, but instead felt relieved. He could come back to his cultivation. Such a smooth and unobstructed state of mind was not so easy to encounter.

Ye Liuyun could even experience the difference between Shenlian. Even without the pressure of a top practitioner, he did not feel terrible, but there was a peaceful spiritual breath, like a lamp in the dark night, warm and comfortable.

The Valley Temple was renovated. When the Valley God regained his perception again, he realized that he was in the warm incense and wishes, which made her divine power continue to grow.

The young master was in front of her. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the young master's gentle eyes.

Chen Lian said: "Thank you."

Although she only had only two words, she felt that everything she had done before was worth it, which made her heart more happy than gaining faith as a god. She knew what this emotion was. It was called emotion by mortals, and it ran through birth, old age, sickness and death, and was the most indispensable in the world.

She whispered: "Actually, I didn't help you much." She originally wanted to call the young master, but she didn't shout it out, and she didn't know why.

Chen Lian did not worry about these polite conspiracies, but said, "Will you punish them next?"

She was a little surprised and said, "But they have re-believe in me, and they are more religious than in the past."

She could clearly feel the piety and fear of the believers in the incense vows, and the incense vows provided were stronger than in the past. However, she was not very happy about the improvement of divine power, because she had seen one of the most powerful figures in the world since she was born.

If you have seen the river or the sea, you will not feel that the stream is wide.

"Then do you hate them?" Chen Lian stared at her and asked.

"No hatred." This is what she said from the bottom of her heart, because she couldn't hate it. Just like a long time ago, a piece of green vine grew on her body, absorbing her nutrients and tangling her tightly. In the end, the green vine still withered and turned into ashes. At that time, she was left withered and felt an indescribable feeling of regret.

"This is a good thing." Chen Lian sighed lightly.

Chen Lian took a step forward and tapped her eyebrows. Only then did she realize that she was still in the statue of the gods, and there was no one in the temple at this time.

She saw the sea, there was an island in the sea, and there was a fairy mountain standing on the island, among the illusory clouds and smoke.

"This is Qingxuan. After you let Qi Sanguang heal, go here."

"Can I go too?" The goddess looked at Chen Lian with clear eyes.

"When you can leave this place, you can come to me. By the way, do you have a name or not? I can't call you by the name of God." Chen Lian smiled.

"No."

"Then I'll get one for you. You are from a vegetarian, so you'll call it 'green ivy'."

"Yeah." The goddess accepted this new name and had some obsession in her heart. It was so good to be a human being, at least she could go wherever she wanted.

When she was in a trance, Chen Lian disappeared.

In the wind outside, there is a light song:

The green ivy is surrounded by a jade tree, and the light shines with bright light.

There are two real people below, raising their wings and flying high.

Why is my heart excited? I want to climb up and chase after me.

The depressed top of the West Mountain.

The green onions in the stone chamber are connected to the sky.

There is an old hermit among them.

The hair and beard are all white.

Take a stick and travel from me.

Teach me to forget words.
Chapter completed!