Yao's disappearance, and no one knew what was going on except Ning Chen and Ruoxi. The middle-aged man who led the team was very uneasy. He didn't know what the purpose of the second sect leader's trip was. It was difficult to make a decision for a while.

The caravan was slow to set off, so Ning Chen naturally would not wait. He bid farewell to the leader and immediately left with Ruoxi and Hongzhu.

Twenty miles outside Yilan City, the plum trees swayed in the wind, Ning Chen paused slightly, and walked towards the plum trees not far away under the puzzled eyes of Hongzhu and Jian Shui'er.

Under the plum tree, Ning Chen waved his hand, and a red light flashed. Mei Yingxue in the phoenix's body was sent out. He immediately turned his palm and shook it. The earth in front of him rumbled and cracked, swallowing the body of the second sect leader of the Lai Luo.

Red bamboo, Jian Shui'er looked shocked, not sure.

Ruoxi sighed softly and explained what happened last night.

The young master sealed the sword for ten years just to stop hurting people's lives. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't get what he wanted in the end.

The plum trees swayed and rustled. Ning Chen stood under the tree, waved his hand to build a new tomb, carved a wood into a monument, and stood in front of the tomb.

I hope that when the plum blossoms bloom next year, the cold plum blossoms will reflect the snow.

"Let's go"

Ning Chen turned around and walked back, greeted the three of them, and then continued to walk forward.

Ten years have passed since the Emperor of Daxia has grown up and his civil and military skills are not inferior to those of his ancestors. He has tried his best to manage this country that was greatly damaged in the divine tribulation.

Kong Yu and Anling Hou were fully assisting the emperor in governing the country, and the national fortune of Daxia gradually recovered, and purple air appeared again in the sky above Tianyu Hall.

In the north and south, the Northern Meng Wangting and the Manchu Dynasty also reached the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, with strong people emerging. After the chaotic times of gods, the land of China finally survived the most difficult time and reappeared the signs of the great world.

In front of the Yuhua Valley, figures appeared one after another. The comrades who fought with Pluto back then gathered together today, but it was the last time they parted.

"Have you decided?" Mu Chengxue looked at the man in red clothes and red hair in front of her and spoke.

"Em" Luan Fengchen nodded and sighed, "There can't be war anymore. Closing the two realms is the best choice."

Mu Chengxue didn't say anything more, looked at the three people in front of her and said seriously, "There will be no future."

"There will be no future"

Forget about my worries, Meng Xuanji showed a nostalgic smile on her face, and finally said goodbye.

The next moment, the sword of thought appeared in the hands of the silence of Fengchen, and the magnificent fortune was colorful, gathering one realm of luck, and today the passage between the two realms will be completely closed.

Wangyou walked forward, and his slender hands moved the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles and penetrated the blade. In an instant, endless airflow burst out and penetrated into the space channel ahead.

The continuous power of heaven and earth, coupled with the inflow of one realm, the spatial channels supporting the two realms rumble and tremble, gradually disappearing.

"let's go"

The two realms were closed and could not stay for a long time. Luan Fengchen greeted the two of them and then stepped into it.

Wangyou and Meng Xuanji nodded, and finally glanced at the beautiful divine land in front of them. They stopped loving their nostalgia and followed them.

Three figures, one in front and two behind, disappeared into the space channel, looking up at the son of the holy land of peace, the flawless Taoist body that is hard to see for a thousand years, and the Nine-Dao Dream Lord, who amazed the world, from then on, returned to the four poles and stayed away from the disputes on earth.

After the three of them entered, the space passage disappeared, and a pure white magic weapon flew back and inserted it on the earth.

"Please give him this knife, thank you"

The last sound echoed between heaven and earth, and the cold wind blew and dissipated silently.

Mu Chengxue walked forward silently, pulled out the sword of thought, sighing flashed in her beautiful eyes, and in a flash, the white clothes scattered and disappeared.

At the ruins of the deserted city, white light gathers, a beautiful figure walks out, step by step to the shattered sword pool. Ten years have passed, everything is different, things change, people are extremely sad.

In front of the sword pool, a figure that had been waiting for a long time appeared. Jian Liuying, Jian San, who had been expelled from the deserted city by Mu Bai, has been guarding the deserted city for ten years, guarding this last memory.

"Where is the second senior brother?" Mu Chengxue said softly.

"I left ten years ago. He said he wanted to find the road that the elder brother had not finished." Jian Liuying sighed and responded.

"Where are you going to stay here?" Mu Chengxue asked.

"kindness"

Jian Liuying nodded, looked at the ruins around her, and showed a hint of remembrance on her face, and said, "Master said, my mind is unstable, so it has been difficult to understand the real sword on the sword. Over the years, only here can I calm down and seriously understand the sword taught by Master."

Not long after the conversation, Mu Chengxue left. Under the moon, white clothes were better than snow, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, traveling westward.

Jian Liuying looked at the young junior sister who had left, with her eyes extremely complicated. I don’t know when to see each other again. I wish her happiness for the rest of her life.

The Daxia Imperial City has been away for ten years since the Marquis' Mansion. However, as the only Marquis of Wu in the previous dynasty, the current army of the Emperor of Daxia is the ignorant of the Marquis' Mansion, although the Marquis' Mansion is ignorant of his destiny, no one dares to disrespect him at all.

After Mu Chengxue heard that Changsun had passed away ten years ago, she fell silent. She knew that he might not come back.

In the new Tianyu Hall in the Daxia Imperial City, Xiao Chier, who used to be a heroic young man, has now grown into a dragon robe, looking heroic and extraordinary.

At this moment, a beautiful figure in white clothes appeared out of thin air in the hall. Looking at the boy on the dragon throne, a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes. It turned out that it had been ten years, and even this little guy had grown up so big.

Seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, Xia Chi's body shook. The next moment, an incredible look on her face and subconsciously said, "Master's wife?"

When he was young, he had seen this beautiful and inconspicuous woman in the Marquis's mansion and had a deep impression. At that time, he called him "Master's Lady" by mistake. Aunt Xi, who was shocked, was caught and beaten for a long time.

"Don't learn from your master's nonsense"

Mu Chengxue rebuked lightly, but did not care much about the child, and said calmly, "Where is Miss Qing?"

"Three years after the master left, Aunt Qing also left, I."

Speaking of this, Xia Chi felt something was wrong, so he quickly changed his name and said, "I don't know where Aunt Qing is now."

Mu Chengxue frowned and said, "Have you all gone?" How to repay this knife?

The white clothes are scattered and disappear without a trace, just like when they come, so quiet that people can't notice the slightest breath.

Xia Chi was shocked again. Is the beautiful teacher's wife leaving now?

...

In the north of the Tianquan Empire, Ning Chen and his group, who had been on the road for more than ten days, walked to an ancient small town. The autumn rain blurred their vision.

The small town that has been passed down for a long time is located in a remote place. Although it is not prosperous, people live and work in peace, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, like a paradise and rarely disturbed by external disputes.

As soon as Ning Chen walked into the small town, he immediately felt a deep oppression, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Innate Great Perfection!

There is no mistake, it is uncensored, just as if the Master felt exactly the same when he stood in front of him. If it weren't for his half body, he would probably not even be able to detect it.

The sound of the old master in private school teaching, the sound of the blacksmith shop waving the iron hammer, and the sound of the old monk chanting in a ruined temple... one by one reached Ning Chen's ears. It was difficult to identify who is true and who is false.

Although Jian Shui'er has a higher cultivation level, her limited physique and strength cannot feel anything wrong.

When Ruoxi saw that his son looked a little wrong, he immediately realized that there might be unknown dangers around him.

"We can't stay here for a long time, keep on rushing."

Originally planned to stop and rest for a night, Ning Chen changed his mind and led the three of them to continue moving forward.

Unfortunately, Jian Shui'er was not sure about this. She was about to ask, but was stopped by Ruoxi. She knew that the young master would not make this decision easily. They were probably in danger now.

"Cent, Cent"

The sound of iron slashing in the blacksmith shop became louder and louder, and the sound of chanting the old monks in the ruined temple became more and more harsh. The old man in the private school also recited the sages of sages... Countless sounds echoed in Ning Chen's ears, pulling his heart to his murderous spirit, and he turned his back.

The city that cannot be walked out is like a maze. Half an hour later, the four of them returned to their original place and failed to move forward half a step.

After the red bamboo, Jian Shui'er realized something was wrong. When he arrived at the innate realm, he could not have lost his way. They were obviously trapped in the strong.

"All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata."

At this moment, the ancient city changed, golden light shone down, and the Buddha preached that one after another, Brahma rains fell to purify the sins in the world, but only four people could hear and see them.

The phoenix fire rose endlessly around Ning Chen, protecting all three people around him, resisting the purification of Fanyu.

"In addition, Subhuti, if a good man or a good woman, upholds and recites this sutra, if he is despised by others, he will fall into the evil path. Because people in this world are despised by others, the sins of the previous generations will be eliminated and they will attain the Anuttara Samyaksambodhi.

"Subhuti, I recite the past countless kalpas of Asankhya Khya Khaha, and in front of the Lantern Buddha, I have all offered to all the Buddhas of Nayuta, and have no empty mistakes. If someone can uphold and recite this sutra in the last days, the merits of the Buddhas I offer are less than 100 billion points, and even the numbers and metaphors are beyond the reach of the numbers."

"Subhuti, if a good man or a good woman, in the later days, he would have received merits from the merits of upholding and reciting this sutra in the last days, if I have said it, someone would hear it, and his mind would be furious and suspicious. Subhuti should know that the meaning of this sutra is incredible, and the consequences are also incredible."

Pure karma and Brahma Rain, lotus blooms on the ground, golden characters rotate around the four people, the truth about killing sins is becoming more and more harsh, purifying and knowing one's life of sin.

Blessed Hongzhu, Jian Shui'er, Ruoxi didn't realize anything, but when he saw Ning Chen's ears bleeding around him, his face showed shock. What happened?

In the Brahma Rain, phoenix sounded, and a huge phoenix figure appeared. The red phoenix fire rose again, resisting the holy power of the Pure World Buddha's words with all his strength.

The ancient city became purgatory, all appearances were not appearances, the sound of iron slashing in the blacksmith shop, the sound of chanting scriptures by the old monk in the ruined temple, and the sound of chanting by the old master in the private school... The sounds turned into words of Buddha awakening the world, suppressing them from all directions, purifying the evil in the world.
Chapter completed!