The body sitting cross-legged with the wind was like a bottomless pit, continuously inhaling all the aura of the surrounding Great Emperor and the power of the ancient scriptures.

His entire body was like a glass cast, and a faint purple light emerged from the aperture of his upper and lower body, reflecting on the immeasurable Dao wall in front of him, and the jade was also dyed with a bit of purple qi.

The momentum of the whole body gradually changed little by little with the wind, and under the backdrop of the emperor's meteorology and the power of the ancient scriptures, it first strengthened little by little, and then weakened back little by little. In the end, he fell into a deep trough, and even looked like an ordinary mortal from the outside world.

Obviously, at this moment, Suifeng has entered a state of returning to the basics. Everything under the Heavenly Dao seems to be a huge circle, where it starts and where it ends.

Now that Suifeng has comprehended a little bit of the ultimate of the Dao, his whole body has returned to the mortal years before he cultivated. However, at this moment, Suifeng has no knowledge of the outside world, and his whole body is immersed in meditation. His body and the amount of power stored in his body did not change, but the Dao heart within him was transforming little by little. It's like a lotus flower blooming quietly in a place that no one can see.

Time passes little by little, like a white horse passing through a gap, and in the blink of an eye, it is a sea of vicissitudes. Just when the wind was meditating quietly here, the day of the beginning of the same path finally ushered in on this Kunlun Mountain.

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In the pool of blood at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Feng Feng, who had been sitting quietly in it, stood up from it without a single "brush".

His eyes snapped open. There was a bloody gleam in his eyes. This look turned into two blood-colored blades in the void, and in an instant, thousands of miles away, when this blood light flickered, it directly cut the space in this spirit world. Revealing the turbulence of space behind it, the sword light stopped and slashed towards a black figure standing quietly on the edge of the blood pool.

"I didn't expect that Childe's kung fu in just a few months would have improved again, and it seems that this time our journey to the same path should be promising. However, the clear old cow's nose is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so you have to be more careful. I heard that he had reached the peak limit of the half-immortal realm, and he might break through the barrier of that immortal at any time and directly ascend to immortal. ”

The dark shadow said coldly. It was as if he couldn't see the sudden blood light in front of him. The knife that slashed down was bright and bright to the limit. Familiar with a thousand miles in the blink of an eye. But it was very strange, the sword light seemed to be not far in front of him, as if it had fallen into a swamp, and its speed suddenly decreased.

When he had finished what he had said before, he finished the words in his mouth. Only then did he wave his hand slightly.

I didn't see any movement from him. Just a gentle wave of the hand. Suddenly, the void in front of him shook violently. The two blood-red sword lights that came from the surprise attack seemed to have fallen into a spatial rift, and they sank in, and the sword light had just disappeared. The cracked space suddenly closed again. It looked like nothing had happened.

Feng Wuyi smiled faintly, "Death, you are still too modest." Although you have not yet stepped into the realm of half-immortals, if you want to talk about your true strength, you are limited compared to me. This time we went to Kunlun to act according to our original plan, you should have no problem, right?"

It turned out that standing on the edge of the blood pool, this person was called life, and when Feng Wuyi came to this blood pool before, the two people who followed Feng Wuyi were Xuan Ming and the other was him.

Listening to the wind, no one praised himself, and his face was still flat without any waves.

Instead, he bowed to Feng Wuyi, bowed and said, "I respectfully follow the instructions of the son, the same way is just three days later, but we should be on the road." ”

Feng Wu nodded his head and walked towards the outside world, muttering, "I didn't expect time to pass so quickly, and I ...... too"

Feng Wuyi said, suddenly the voice in his mouth stopped, stretched out his hand and pointed to the two slippery and rolling heads next to the blood pool, and said coldly: "Take your life, you sent two disciples to bury those two heads for me, I don't want to see them again." ”

"Yes!"

Rushing to the bottom of the body, the words were flat, and there was no emotion in the voice.

The wind didn't look at him, and walked out directly without looking back.

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In the past few days, the Kunlun Mountains, which have been silent for a long time, have suddenly become lively. All the monks in this realm rushed towards the location of Kunlun Mountain.

This Kunlun sect is the great sect of the world, the source of the legendary ten thousand paths. It is also the venue where the same discourse is held once every 300 years, so it is naturally even more eye-catching all over the world. Moreover, in the past few days of the same Taoism, no matter the sect, whether it is a cultivator or a Buddhist cultivator, or those who practice unruly demons, all gather here. No event is as majestic and grand as this is the case.

In just a few days, Kunlun, Shushan, Penglai, Zhengyi, Wuwei Taoism, Hanshang, Zen Heart, and Buzhou, the eight immortal sects gathered here. Among them, Kunlun, Shushan, Penglai, Zhengyi and Wuwei Taoism are Xuanmen. It belongs to the great unity of heaven and earth, and the remaining Hanging Temple, Zen Heart Temple and Buzhou Divine Sect are all one and one vein.

Obviously, whether it is in terms of the strength of the camp or in terms of strength, the strength of the Daomen has an absolute advantage. However, the union of the two sects of Buddhism and Buddhism is also considerable, but Kunlun is an ancient sect in the end, and all factions in the world gather in Kunlun, and the Kunlun faction is as always, without the slightest panic.

At this moment, on the top of the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, there were two figures standing, overlooking the endless flow of people from all walks of life. These two people were dressed in navy blue robes, with crane hair and childish faces, their expressions were calm, and a calm and inactive momentum came to their faces, which was very fairy-like and bone-like.

It's just that there is a prohibition outside the bodies of these two people, and people from the outside world can't see their figures at all. And the identities of these two people are even more extraordinary, if it is spread that the two of them are standing here looking at the crowds coming and going on the entire Kunlun Mountain, it will cause an uproar.

These two people are none other than the two famous masters of today's Daomen. The head of the Kunlun faction, Qingxuan, and the head of the Shushan faction, Yiyun.

"Brother Qingxuan, I didn't expect time to pass so quickly, three hundred years have passed like this. Remember the last time you were in the same discourse, you and I weren't in charge, right?"

There was some emotion in Yiyun's voice, as if he was recalling many past events three hundred years ago.

Qing Xuan still looked like the old god was there before, twisted the beard under his chin, and said flatly: "It doesn't matter whether it is in charge of the sect or not, the key is that the Book of Heaven is left by the Dao Ancestor, which is naturally the thing of my Dao Sect, and it must not fall into the hands of other sects." At that time, the seniors in my Dao Sect also compromised so much because they were unwilling to force the two sects of Buddhism and Demon to the point of incompatibility, but after all, it was only an expedient measure, and this book of heaven still couldn't let it. ”

"When I asked you in the human world before, you replied that you had already made a small palm. But I'm still a little worried about this, maybe something will happen, right?"

Yiyun's brows furrowed slightly, and he said with some concern.

Qing Xuan patted him on the shoulder, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and it took a long time to hear a quiet voice come out of his mouth, "Everything is determined, you don't have to worry." Since this thing was left by the Dao Ancestor, how could it not even be calculated at such a point? In fact, the outcome of this Heavenly Book Contest has already been decided, and it is not useful if you are worried. Speaking of 10,000, that is, we are really invincible, and we have fallen into battle, but you have also seen the Book of Heaven, do you think they can comprehend the secret after they get over?"

Yiyun nodded hesitantly, and just wanted to say something, when he suddenly found a group of people in black robes striding towards the Kunlun faction in his sight.

Yiyun's heart jumped, and he immediately understood the identity of these people, and immediately whispered: "The disciples of the Demon Gate are here, and I don't know who is the one who is the Demon Gate this time?" (To be continued......)