Thanks to Brother Feilong and brothers liufeiyu for their rewards...

This trace of light quickly expanded, and finally intertwined into a ball in his hand, and finally slowly turned into the badge of the Magic Stone Society. A perfect dodecahedron with endless light.

Even in this case, every student covered in black robe made no sound.

This made the person in charge very dissatisfied. He said: "Maybe you think this will be a special effect and a high-tech effect. But you can know immediately that this is not..."

The dodecahedral of light slowly rose into the air, constantly emitting light and heat, just like the sun.

Originally, in this dark secret room, the shadows seemed to be driven away. The light shone on the body and mind, making each of them seem to return to the most comfortable, mother's arms, bright and warm.

Suddenly, a student in a black robe knelt down and cried bitterly at the dodecahedral light. He confessed loudly and told the bad things he felt guilty about.

It seemed that in this bulge of light, things that originally made him feel guilty and afraid of being depressed were washed away by this brilliance. He confessed that he should not have deliberately killed him when he was young, in order to jealous of his newly born brother, who had taken away his parents' attention...

This secret buried in the deepest part of his heart, the secret that made him wake up by nightmares on countless nights. Now he said it loudly without hesitation, and it seemed that the light was constantly washing and bathing his body and mind, eliminating this sin little by little!

And the others, at this time, did not feel incredible, fearful, or even called the police because they heard such horrible things.

They are now also bathed in this light, cleaning up all kinds of selfish and dirty thoughts little by little. They kneel on the ground and pray loudly as the confessor who killed his younger brother.

But the light disappeared. This made them all think. It seemed that there was something most important, and they were suddenly lost and could never be found.

They looked at the main person on the podium in a daze, and the main person smiled bitterly in their hearts. But they still said seriously: "Everyone, this power comes from the greatest source. If you want to experience this power again, you must find it yourself!"

The confessor shouted loudly: "Tell me. How to find this power?"

The person in charge said righteously: "Practice is the foundation of everything. This is the power of my Lord, a real god who can interfere with matter and change reality!"

Pure yin is a ghost, and pure yang is an immortal!

In this time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty, on the Dali Mountain, which had almost been changed, a Taoist priest with a sword on his back twisted a small glass of wine glass and said, "Pure Yin is a ghost, pure Yang is an immortal! Yin and Yang are mixed, and they are called humans! Good wine, soft and hot in the mouth..." As he said that, he smelled a sip of wine.

Sitting opposite the Taoist priest was Luo Zhenren, but he was no longer the feathered and star crown he used to be. He looked like a god. Now he was only wearing a very simple linen sermon robe and tied up with a wooden hairpin on his hair.

However, it seems that his personality has not changed much, but he sneered: "Can you taste the smell of this wine now? With your current cultivation level, why can wine still be useful to you? What if you feed you a bucket of crane red? "

"You are a common thing!" the Taoist priest smiled and said, "So, you don't understand yet. Look at what that is..."

Luo Zhenren was about to laugh at the Taoist priest who was pretending to be a ghost again, but he saw that the sip of alcohol he had just blew up and floated in the air. It gradually stretched and turned into a sword.

"This is..." Luo Zhenren's face suddenly became extremely strange, and he seemed very excited. His hands trembled and wanted to touch the sword turned into wine, but the sword "buzzed" and actually cut Luo Zhenren's fingers.

Luo Zhenren looked at his fingers in shock. His fingers were slender and slender, like gems, emitting treasure light from the inside out. It could make any beauty feel ashamed after seeing them!

However, now his middle finger was cut. A small wound as thin as his hair, flowing out blood with a texture like chalcedony.

You know. Now even if someone uses a kitchen knife to cut hard on his fingers, he may not be able to cut such wounds.

The Taoist priest smiled and said, "How?"

Zhenren Luo didn't speak, his eyes were filled with strange light, staring at the sword tightly. But he saw the Taoist priest with a finger and shouted: "Go!"

The flying sword buzzed and shone brightly. In an instant, it flew over a distance of hundreds of feet and cut off a stone on Phoenix Mountain opposite Dali Mountain.

It is bigger than a human being. I am afraid that there are no stones weighing thousands of pounds, rolling down along the mountain. It rumbling and rolling down. You can see that the roaring Yellow River between the two mountains has disappeared without a trace.

Now there is only shallow flowing water below, and thick mud and sand. Big stones splash and roll into the mud and sand at the bottom of the Yellow River, losing momentum and stopping.

At the same time, it seemed that a shipwreck that had been buried deep in the bottom of the river for many years was exposed.

The flying sword turned in the air and then turned back. It landed in front of the Taoist priest and inserted it into the rock under his feet. It can be clearly seen that this flying sword was transformed by a sip of wine?

It was clearly a real blue sword shining with cold light, just like a pool of autumn water, with countless lights flowing in it.

Luo Zhenren stared at the sword tightly, as if he was about to see some secret in the sword. But he saw the Taoist priest laughing and said, "Give this sword to your cheap disciple to use it! After all, I also drank his wine."

He said, signaling that the wine glass in his hand was empty. The wine bottle next to him was empty.

"Are you leaving?" Luo Zhenren asked in a trembling voice, his voice scented.

"What if you don't leave? I've lived in this life for so many years, and I should have left long ago." The Taoist priest stood up and smiled and said, "Brother Dao, if you can see it, I'm afraid you'll have left long ago!"

As he said that, he stood on the edge of the cliff and stepped out in one step. A seven-color rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky, as if leading to an unpredictable mysterious place.

Zhenren Luo didn't move or look over. He just murmured: "I'm not as good as you, I'm not as good as you..."

At this time, Gongsun Sheng and Zhang Xubai walked out from behind several big trees, shocked to himself. One said, "Are you really leaving?"

The other one shouted: "Just leave like that?"

Zhenren Luo sighed dejectedly and saw Gongsun Sheng and Zhang Xubai running to the edge of the cliff and seeing that the mountain was empty.

The rainbow disappeared little by little. From this end of the cliff, it disappeared little by little, until the extremely distant horizon.

"Just leave like this? Ascend to the sky?" Zhang Xubai felt incredible. He originally thought that the immortals would ascend to the sky and break the void and transcend the world. How huge the movement would be.

The heavens shook, and all directions corresponded, the wind and clouds surged, and ghosts and gods cried...

However, nothing was gone. It was just so simple! Zhang Xubai was disappointed.

But Gongsun Sheng shouted: "True Man Chunyang left like this, so what should I do with the leader? Master, don't you persuade him and help me with the leader. Now this is the most critical moment in my sect!"

Zhenren Luo said angrily: "Didn't you see him leaving such a sword? This old guy didn't leave early or late, but he just left at this time. He clearly didn't want to get into the muddy waters of this stall! He is so cool, no wonder he can ascend! I'm not as good as him!"

When I said the last sentence, I sighed loudly!

Gongsun Sheng sneered: "Is he afraid?"

"Scared?" Luo Zhenren sneered, and suddenly grabbed Gongsun Sheng's collar, pulled him over, looked at the sword inserted in the bluestone, shouted, "Did you see clearly? Do you see clearly?"

Gongsun Sheng suddenly turned pale. They were still far away from each other just now and did not see anything carefully. But now looking at the sword inserted in the stone at close range, he could clearly see the texture of the steel...

After one night of practice, Wen Fei felt that he was much better. After seeing the path of monk Xiansheng's practice, he learned from other things and was also very inspiring to Master Wen.

The key is that the sea of ​​Haotian's vitality can directly oppress the soul. Even if Master Wen's soul has undergone substantial transformation, it is normal. However, it cannot directly act on matter.

If Master Wen’s body is stronger, his resistance to the Haotian Yuanqi Sea will naturally be greater.

Although Master Wen’s body has undergone several transformations, it seems too unprofessional compared to Monk Xiansheng. His physical condition has not reached its best state.

When he returned to Shang's father's mansion, he saw that there was joy everywhere in the whole mansion. Dozens of people came to welcome Master Wen and congratulated him endlessly. Wen Fei realized that the news of marrying the princess had spread throughout Tokyo.

When I entered the inner courtyard, I saw Qingqing standing under a plum blossom with a smile. She smiled and said, "Father Shang, you are all people who are about to get married. Why do you hide in the military camp and get mixed with those Qiu Ba people every day!"

Wen Fei didn't see Qingqing going out to greet her just now, thinking she was not feeling well. When she saw her at this time, she saw that she was in good spirits and seemed to be not as she imagined.

"When the princess comes in, I will take you as my concubine!" Wen Fei promised.

Qingqingfei rolled her eyes to Wenfei, which was full of charm.
Chapter completed!