"This, I, I don't know, the mana is so strong, it may have something to do with the cultivation of the junior brother, right? It took him five years to build Gongzhu, but from the early to the middle stage, it only took about three months. The latest free chapters of the book can be found here. Mengqin can only throw out this information, hoping that the two sisters and brothers can see something wrong so that they can further treat the common people.

But Mengqin was wrong, when the two of them heard the news, they were both stunned, and the mana in their hands stopped being transmitted, and it took three months from the early stage to the middle stage? What kind of speed is this? Even if it is the two of them, known as the rookie of Shushan, they are sensible and start cultivating, and it has taken a year or two, and the mana of the common people is so strong, it is like the middle stage of Gongzhu? Their father's mana, I'm afraid it is not as strong, right? It's just that the mana of the common people is not as much as that of the pure void.

"What are you doing? Don't stop...... Ah......" "Ah......" "Ah......" Seeing Lin Qing and the two stop, Mengqin was in a hurry, and just wanted to shout to stop the two of them, she was only halfway through her words, and the three of them were hit away by a strong force in Cangsheng's body, and the momentum on Cangsheng's whole body continued to climb, like a king above the nine heavens, as if this heaven and earth were going to surrender to him, Mengqin and the three of them were stunned, they could clearly feel that the world around them was trembling, as if they had an innate fear of the common people.

In one of the caves of the Kunlun Sect, the Taishang Elder who was originally meditating suddenly looked in one direction of the cave mansion in shock, his eyes full of fear.

"Master, what's wrong?" the boy below looked at Elder Taishang in confusion, not understanding why the master showed such an expression.

He ...... He's coming?" said the Supreme Elder with some uncertain fear.

"Who is he?," the boy asked, not understanding.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, you can cultivate well, alas...... I hope it wasn't him. Shook his head helplessly and said: "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, the Dao Law is naturally ......" After speaking, he closed his eyes and settled again.

On the top of Shu Mountain, in a simple cave, a white-haired old man, dressed in gossip clothes and cross-legged, next to a green cow lying cross-legged on the side, at a glance, the two seem to be mortals and domestic animals, suddenly the old man and the green cow are looking at the sky in horror.

"Is he back?" Qingniu actually spoke, but his tone was full of doubt and fear.

"It should ...... Probably, right?" the old man stammered in fright, but gave a vague answer.

Qingniu didn't look like he was laughing at the old man, but smiled bitterly: "Can't we really hide? It's not us who offend him, why are we the ones who are hiding in the east?"

"Hehe......" The old man smiled helplessly: "I also want to know why? What did we do wrong? Could it be that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and we have hid in the world, but we still can't hide?"

"Not true. Qingniu suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong?" the old man looked at Qingniu suspiciously.

"What direction do you think that's in?" asked Qingniu thoughtfully.

"Shunan Zhuhai, what's wrong? Do you say?" the old man also suddenly realized.

"That's right, if he comes, it can't be just a Gong Zhu period, and it seems that Cangsheng is also avoiding him, maybe the two of them have a different relationship. Qingniu said with a frown.

"They have a relationship, but what does it have to do with us?" the old man asked incomprehensibly.

"Hmph...... He said, you have a noble person in 10,000 years, and I think he is him, alas...... It's going to change. As he spoke, Qingniu said something that did not make sense.

"yes, it's going to change. As if he understood this, the old man looked up at the top of the cave, as if he could see through the top of the cave......

And in an unknown place, here is resplendent and splendid, compared to the palace compound, it is still surpassed, in a simple meditation room, two bald monks with their hands folded, sitting cross-legged on two futons, one with a bitter face, the other with an underbeaten face.

Suddenly, both of them looked up in a certain direction with a look of surprise, and the bitter-faced monk shook his head and said, "Amitabha, junior brother, do you think it's him?"

"It's too far away, I can't see through, I can't see through it, but judging from the breath, it should be that he is right, but I feel that this breath is a little abnormal. The monk with a scowling face also replied with a puzzled face.

"Alas...... We've been hiding here for hundreds of thousands of years, and we don't know what happened to us in the wilderness. The tone revealed a deep longing for the desolation.

"Huh...... Don't worry, one day we will go back, maybe that day is the time to sit down, but we will go back, definitely, hehe......" Although he said with a smile, the thoughts revealed in his tone were no less than those of his senior brother, and with a sense of firmness.

"Huh...... Yes, he will definitely go back, but he has been provoking recently, and many disciples have lost their minds, when will this be the head? Amitabha Buddha ......" the senior brother shook his head and said.

"Hmph......" The junior brother snorted angrily: "Did he think he was lawless now? He came back, and the first one who didn't let go should be him, the yīn plot back then, but he designed it, he really thought that it would be useless to erase his memory once? The teacher has changed, and in order to resist him, he joined forces with his despicable villain, but fortunately, the teacher did not attack us. ”

"Huh...... Teacher, you want to know who we are, and he's not our teacher?" said with a wry smile, then closed his eyes and meditated.

In a place shrouded in mist, a purple palace hanging in the air, in the palace, on the cloud bed, sat a white-haired old man, and next to the cloud bed, a middle-aged man about thirty years old sat on a futon, just the man's face was evil.

"Alas...... You're killing again?" the old man sighed helplessly.

The middle-aged man said nonchalantly: "Teacher, it's just some ants, why kill it......?"

"You ......" the old man interrupted the middle-aged man's words, and he also felt a little muttered: "They will never have a chance to surpass you, why should you bother? After all, you used to be senior brothers? And ......"

"Teacher, I know what I'm doing. The middle-aged man interrupted the old man's words and said, "You also said that they used to be, but when they joined forces to deal with me, why didn't they think that we were brothers?

"You...... Uh...... "The old man just wanted to educate the middle-aged man, but suddenly looked at the sky in horror, and the middle-aged man also felt something, and then looked at the sky in horror.

He ...... It's him. The middle-aged man was so frightened that his body weakened, fell to the ground, looked at the old man with tears in his eyes, and said, "Teacher, you must save me, I will listen to you in the future." As he spoke, he climbed forward and hugged the old man's thigh.

The old man frowned and looked at the sky, and counted with one hand: "It's not good......" Suddenly, the old man exclaimed.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" the middle-aged man asked anxiously.

"The heavens are gone. The old man was a little frightened.

"What?" The middle-aged man held the hand of the old man's thigh, hanging down weakly, his face was covered with dead ashes, every time he measured robbery and robbery or something, it was all chaotic, and he could still follow the calculation by finding a master who knew arithmetic, but now that the sky is gone, then everyone is equivalent to being blind. What things can't be calculated, only the most primitive methods can be used, what happens thousands of miles of transmission and word of mouth, for them who are accustomed to using heaven to predict everything, this is the same as making him blind and dumb.

"Alas......" the old man sighed, "it seems that there is only one way. ”

"Teacher, what way, what way?" asked the middle-aged man as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

The old man gritted his teeth and said: "That's to burn potential, but in that case, you can only stop at the next realm forever, and there is no possibility of improving the realm, when the time comes, we should be able to fight against him, right?"

"But......" The middle-aged man got up, if there is no possibility of improving the realm in the future, then what is the use of living? But after thinking about it, the life and death situation in front of him can't be passed, what else can we talk about in the future? Gritted his teeth and said, "Well, everything is arranged by the teacher." ”