Above the clouds, the goshawks slid down and fell into the endless palace.

On the three-story jade building, the Emperor of Song State, wearing a yellow dragon robe, took the letter from the goshawk, glanced at it, raised his head and said, "The world's number one has changed hands. The three major sects have all been granted the cultivation level by the white-clothed madman."

"Our opportunity is here."

"By bypass the cabinet and attack Bailu Mountain."

The Song Dynasty has been established for eight hundred years, but the person who really kept his word in the Song Dynasty was the master of Bailu Mountain, which the Emperor of the Song Dynasty could not bear.

What he kept a low profile was to be able to take back his rights. At this moment, it was his best opportunity. The three religions said that they were the three religions, but the same was true for them. As long as the heads of the three religions were still in the realm of enlightenment, he would not dare to take action.

But now a madman emerged, forcing the imperial city of Da Chu, invited the world to defeat all the leaders of the three sects.

All the true immortals of the three religions were granted their cultivation.

"The only chance!" The emperor of the Song Dynasty murmured to himself.

In the imperial city of the Song Dynasty, the 30,000 elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty came out in full swing and headed towards Bailu Mountain. All the civil and military officials in the court were confined. At this moment, the emperor of the Song Dynasty wanted to take back his rights.

………

At the same time, the Great Jin Dynasty also seemed to have made an appointment with the Great Song Dynasty, and 60,000 elite troops of the Great Jin Dynasty headed towards the Kongchan Temple above the Great Compassion Buddha Cave.

Since ancient times, there have been many emperors who destroyed Buddhism. Monks have no taxes and are not engaged in production, but they have a large amount of property and arable land. They are simply the local rich man of the Jin Dynasty.

In the past, with that Zen master, the Emperor of Jin was unwilling to accept it even if he had no choice but to pinch his nose.

But now... is the best opportunity!

Destroy Buddha!

This disaster has been deeply buried since six hundred years ago, and its sharpness has been revealed at this moment.

The three religions holy lands lasted for two thousand years without any fighting, but they did not want Qingjing to be completely broken at this moment. Only Zhenwu Mountain is still calm.

The True Lord of Zhenwu Mountain has never been concerned about worldly affairs, and his disciples have taken fewer disciples. All things are based on fate, but no one has ever been targeted.

Of course, this may be because Li Chunqiu is still on the Zhenwu Mountain. Although the position of the world's number one has changed hands, the number one in the world is still on the Zhenwu Mountain!

On the Zhenwu Mountain, the mist that was dispersed by Li Chunqiu gradually returned to this rugged and steep peak, but it was said that it was a natural magical creation.

Li Chunqiu and Zhang Junbao, the Zhenwu Lord of Zhenwu Mountain, sat cross-legged on the Zhenwu Stone. For two thousand years, this ordinary but extraordinary stone was waiting for his second guest.

In the center of Li Chunqiu and Zhang Junbao, there is a chess piece. Unlike the chess piece made by later generations, each of these chess pieces is ground by the old Taoist himself, carrying a mysterious Taoist rhyme.

It can help those who have not yet fully attained the Tao to understand the Yin and Yang disasters.

Li Chunqiu pinned the pure black chess piece and seemed to have entered a state of meditation. He did not move for a long time. The mysterious Taoist rhyme flowed around him. All these disasters were born and fallen, and life and death were repeated.

Beside him, the tender plants and trees were dying and circling endlessly.

Next to the Zhenwu Stone, Wei Wuya and his group luckily arrived at the Taoist holy land of Zhenwu Mountain with Li Chunqiu's face.

The great aura of Zhenwu devils is like it lasts forever.

Wei Wuya didn't see the competition for the world's number one, and he felt a little regretful. He stared at Li Chunqiu who had entered meditation for nearly an hour, and asked the little monk Kong Chan impatiently:

"How long will Mr. Chunqiu last like this?"

The little monk Kong Chan and Li Jianjia sat cross-legged to the sky while Wei Wuya. Since he went up the mountain, their sitting posture had never changed.

Wei Wuya just thought that the two of them had realized the battle, but they were just enlightened.

But now the little monk Kongchan didn't speak strangely. Wei Wuya turned his head and found that there seemed to be a black air on his face, hiding under the seal hall.

At this time, another sound rang out.

"It depends on when his enlightenment disaster will end."

Wei Wuya turned around and found that the person who spoke was the old Taoist from Zhenwu Mountain, the first person in the world in the past.

Wei Wuya said in a daze:

"So we're going to stay here all the time?"

The old Taoist leaned on the cliff casually, holding his face and said:

"You are the shield that Mr. Chunqiu avoided the disasters on earth. You probably can't go down the mountain. Although they can do whatever they want, they were accidentally affected by the old man when they were watching the battle just now. The disasters and disasters are plagued by it, and it's better not to go down the mountain."

"So they are plagued by disasters."

Wei Wuya looked at Kong Chan and Li Jianjia carefully and said with a smile:

"It's great. These two people ran so fast and didn't take me with them. As expected, they were retribution."

The old Taoist priest didn't care about these things either. He looked at Wei Wuya and said:

"But old man, I think you are practicing my Taoism. If you don't go down the mountain, the old man can teach you if he is idle."

Wei Wuya raised his head when he heard this, just about to say something.

A sound suddenly rang.

Li Chunqiu, holding a black piece, held the black chess piece and opened his eyes.

"The 30,000 imperial guards in the Song Dynasty attacked the Confucian Bailu Mountain, and the 60,000 elite troops in the Jin Dynasty attacked the Kongchan Temple. The three barbarians in the north also started fighting, and the chaos in the nineteen countries had begun."

The old Taoist priest tutted his tongue and pointed at Li Chunqiu and said:

"This is your cause and effect of disaster. I can't say that they will fight, and Zhenwu Mountain will become a war node that can influence the nineteen countries."

Li Chunqiu looked at the old Taoist priest after hearing this:

"Zhenjun, Zhenwu Mountain, standing at the border of the six kingdoms, may be the destiny of heaven!"

"But it's okay, for me, it's just a little more trouble."

Speaking of this, Li Chunqiu turned to look at Wei Wuya and said:

"Do you guys understand?"

Wei Wuya spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Senior, you know that my letter was probably sent to my old man. I have no choice but to make a decision!"

Speaking of this, he bowed:

"How about you, senior, tell me what I should do, I believe senior will not lie to me."

It seems that whatever Li Chunqiu said, he will really do something.

Li Chunqiu did not answer his words, but just looked at the chessboard quietly and said:

"My apprentice is still cleaning up some troubles. Don't you have half a month to consider. In half a month, these nineteen countries will probably be completely in chaos."

Li Chunqiu's eyes seemed to see through everything. He pinched the black chess piece in his hand and landed in Tianyuan's position. The way of disaster made great progress in an instant.

Above the sky, thunder exploded out of thin air, as if something was reflected.
Chapter completed!