night.

Zhao Yun raised his sword and danced in the starry sky.

His movements were slow, and his sword moves were not necessarily very subtle, but there was a kind of meaning hidden in them. After sitting cross-legged for many days, he must have had an epiphany, or his state of mind had changed. He had gradually left the martial arts and began to truly understand the Tao.

, the meaning in the sword is one or two points of truth he realized.

The Tao is illusory.

The Tao is also vast.

He wandered among them, seemingly forgetting time.

The moon god sat on the moon, holding his cheek with his hands, quietly watching.

She is also young, and like Zhao Yun, she is full of confusion and endless reveries about Tao. Even if she becomes a god, she still has this state of mind. Her current Taoist heart is her original intention.

As she looked, Zhao Yun stopped.

Today, he is calmer than before, like a tourist, walking on the edge of the starry sky with a sword in one hand and a wine bottle in the other. The shining stars reflect on him and turn into little bits of bright fairy light.

The moon god did not disturb him and waited quietly for his disciple's mood to change.

This is the path that must be taken to become an immortal, but I don’t know how far he can go.

Acridine!

Little Qilin jumped out and followed Zhao Yun with arrogant steps.

It was also very curious about the Red Dust Road. For a few moments, there was still confusion in its eyes. He was a royal fire unicorn and had a line of memory inheritance in his blood, which seemed to include this road.

Day 9.

Zhao Yun moved a small bench and sat on the edge of the starry sky.

When it was over, there was just a homemade fishing rod, and I was just sitting there fishing.

fishing.

It is also a kind of spiritual practice.

Moon God's face was full of meaning, and he felt more and more that his disciple was much fresher and more refined than before. Look at his fishing posture and his indifferent expression, which fit the character of a reclusive master.

at night.

I saw someone setting up a big pot.

Fishing is not only a kind of spiritual practice, but also a way to really catch fish. In the dead of night, having a pot of stewed fish and a pot of wine, not to mention how comfortable it is, this is life.

"Xiu'er, there is someone pursuing you in the God Realm."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and asked with a smile.

The Moon God did not answer, but only looked up at Cang Miao. This look made it clear:

There are so many people pursuing me.

Of course, there is another part to this sentence: the people who are chasing me...more.

She can't be blamed for this. Who gave her a good master? People say that the debts of the father are paid by the son. When it comes to her, all the bad things the master did, those old guys will be blamed on her.

........

night.

Immortal Mountain.

The Demon King stood alone under the tree, quietly looking up at the misty sky.

There is no day or night in Qianqiu City, but as a quasi-immortal, he can see through the universe and clearly see the night sky. Each of the bright stars seems to hide a distant story.

Martial arts.

Enlightenment.

He also transcended himself in indulgence.

Daxia Hongyuan is doing the same thing. He has been awake for many days and has practiced the improved version of the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Sutra. He has rebuilt his foundation. The life and death battle in the East China Sea has also made him fight for a fate that is unparalleled.

After advancing, he has returned to his former peak and is now at the same level as the Demon Lord.

The road to immortality is blocked, and they will all become immortals.

It should be a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see the sky outside that day.

Um?

Hong Yuan frowned for a moment and looked outside.

Just a moment ago, he smelled a mysterious scent.

"I heard that you are very good at fighting."

Misty words came from outside the imperial capital.

Hongyuan ascended to the sky and walked out of the imperial city step by step.

When he arrived outside the city, he saw an ancient figure with his hands behind his back, leisurely admiring the moonlight.

If Zhao Yun were here, he would definitely recognize him.

Isn't it the young man in purple robe who descended to earth!

Don't know his name.

Let’s call him the Sunset Immortal King for now.

"I don't know what the purpose of your friend's late night visit is." Hongyuan held up his hands in the air, with a hint of fear hidden in his old eyes, because this man was very strong, and his mysterious aura was even worse than Yin Zhou's.

"It's just a discussion."

The Sunset Immortal King smiled quietly and finally turned around.

He still had the same demeanor, smiling playfully and full of contempt.

.........

Zhao Yun settled down again, and it was a quiet night again.

Tonight, the road in the world of mortals does not seem to be peaceful. The vast starry sky is filled with lightning and thunder for unknown reasons, as if someone is going through a catastrophe, or more like an ancient vision, and even the starlight is restless.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Yun murmured and subconsciously withdrew from Baizhang.

Since coming to the end of the East China Sea, this was the first time he saw this scene. Seeing the lightning and thunder, he felt quite palpitated. He always felt that there was a destructive force lingering in the depths of the starry sky that could explode at any moment.

"When gods fight, mortals suffer."

Moon God's calm words cleared up his disciple's doubts.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, are those old guys so idle?

After three to five days, the starry sky fell into silence.

Zhao Yun glanced at the Moon God again, and then transformed into a clone.

The clone knew the original intention and jumped into the starry sky to explore the way for the original person.

However, after entering the starry sky, the clone disappeared, and the connection with the original deity was also severed.

Uh...!

Zhao Yun groaned and was counterattacked by a mysterious force.

This starry sky was weirder than he imagined. It was like a bottomless pit, and nothing could stir up waves. Throwing a stone or a blasting talisman would be no big deal. If the clone was buried in it, the original person would suffer the backlash.

At this moment, he actually had a strange idea.

What a weird idea?...Throw Xiuer in to test the water.

The Moon God is a god, and when you enter the world of mortals, you will most likely see unexpected wonders.

It didn't matter what he thought, he was hammered by the Moon God, and his consciousness was buzzing with the slap.

"I'm just thinking about it."

Zhao Yun covered his forehead and bared his teeth.

Luna was very unhappy and seemed to want to kick him.

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him.

Zhao Yun looked back subconsciously.

As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw an old figure, with white clothes, white hair and white beard, like a refugee, with ragged clothes and disheveled hair. He was leaning on a cane, his back was stooped, his old eyes were turbid, and his whole body was filled with the aura of death.

You can tell by looking at him that he is a man who is about to die.

"Quasi Immortal."

Zhao Yun said something in his mind and could tell the other party's cultivation level at a glance.

In addition, he also smelled the aura of travel and dust from this person. He must have been traveling through mountains and rivers all year round, and had been weathered. His old body was engraved with traces of time.
To be continued...