The eyes with a jade plate in the shadow are the Qilin, a mountain-stricken beast in Zhongzhou School.

Hearing Bai Zhenren's words, Qilin's eyes became even colder, and his murderous intent seemed to be the essence, and he obviously wanted to kill Jing Jiu.

"The immortal talisman cannot be refined, he is a dead person, you don't have to take action in person."

Bai Zhenren said calmly: "You and I will pretend that you don't know about this matter."

"If you have any questions about the spirit, should you call me out and ask?" Qilin said with his spiritual sense.

"Everyone is going to become a demon, why bother to ask this question?"

Bai Zhenren reached out to grab something into the night sky.

That object was Qingtianjian, but I don’t know what Taoism she used to shrink into a small disc that could be held in her hand.

Countless extremely cold mysterious energy overflowed from Bai Zhenren's fingers, and the surface of the Qingtianjian gradually became frozen.

This layer of black ice looks extremely thin, but in fact it is extremely hard, and it is difficult to cut even the fairy sword.

She waved her hand and suppressed the frozen Qingtianjian into the deep underground of Yunmeng Mountain.

Hundreds of years later, the soul-splitting will disappear, the illusion will be restarted, or the Blue Sky Mirror will see the light of heaven again.

Looking at this scene, a satisfied expression appeared in Qilin's eyes, feeling that this was the most appropriate way to deal with it.

Zhenren Bai left the cave and came to the height of Yunmeng Mountain. His breath gradually became colder, as if he had turned into an indestructible and cold snow-capped mountain.

At this time, the purpose of the Zhongzhou School is to find a successor for the immortal talisman. As long as it is strong enough, no matter who it is.

But since the Qingshan disciple who received the immortal talisman was the one who received the Qingshan disciple, the heir will become the bearer.

The successor and the bearer are only one word different, but the encounter is a huge difference.

Just as she told Qilin, that person would be controlled by the immortal talisman and become a puppet unless the other party could refine the immortal talisman.

Looking at the world, who can refine the immortal talisman?

Thinking of this question, a very faint warning appeared deep in her eyes.

The gray shadow who escaped from the Demon Suppression Prison, the Emperor of the Underworld, asked for decades of thinking about practicing and breaking the realm, and shattering the void on the top of Mount Buzhou...

Is it really you?

Are you still alive?

Then you should die this time, right?

...

...

Countless traces were cut from the floor, walls and door frames of the Shed House, looking like dense runes. The sky light fell on it and reflected all kinds of strange shapes.

Jing Jiu was lying in a bamboo chair, his index finger on his right hand slowly rubbing on the door frame, feeling the wonderful touch, looking at Nan Wang's back, I didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly a gust of mountain wind broke out between the cliffs, blowing away the flowing clouds, breaking through a faint void, and seeing the blue shirt flashing.

Nan Wang got up and saluted.

Liu Ci, the head of Qingshan, walked in from outside the cliff.

He is undoubtedly the top figure in Chaotian Continent, but except for his tall figure, he has nothing special.

He was wearing an ordinary cloth robes, with gentle eyebrows and a gentle expression, just like a sword in a sheath, without any sharpness.

Of course, his breath is broad and tolerant, and it is like a sword sheath that can bear everything.

Liu Ci waved his hand to signal Nan Wang to leave.

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, Jinse's sword moved, restrained the sword strings, then turned around and snorted.

Seeing her leaving angry, Liu Ci smiled dotingly, and then noticed that there was a faint smile on Jing Jiu's face.

Liu Ci was a little surprised. You should know that this kind of faint smile was already considered to be extremely doting for Jing Jiu.

From this point of view, there have been some changes in the seventy years in the Qingtianjian.

Liu Ci's sleeves moved slightly, Chengtian's sword intent scattered, and an invisible sword formation enveloped the shedding house.

Even if the Qilin from Yunmeng Mountain sneaked nearby, he could not hear the next conversation between him and Jing Jiu.

"The immortal talisman of immortality is not a secondary talisman, but a regular talisman."

Without any rumor or preface, Jing Jiu said directly.

Liu Ci said: "Zen Bai left behind three masters and three deputys back then. Later, when he suppressed Emperor Ming, he used a regular talisman. When asked about the Dao, he actually took out a regular talisman. What do they want to do?"

The immortal talisman is a real magic weapon of the immortal family. Only the Zhongzhou Sect in the world today are there, which is the legacy left by the White-Blade Immortal when it ascended.

If the immortal energy in the secondary talisman is obtained by ordinary people, it is enough to cleanse the roots and change the bones and embark on the great path of practice. If the practitioner obtains it, it can prolong his life for decades. The immortal energy in the regular talisman is more, and more importantly, it is very likely that the immortal spirit of ancestor Bai is retained. For practitioners, it is the highest method to comprehend the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and ascend to the Tao.

Liu Ci didn't understand it at all. Even if the Zhongzhou School wanted to be the leader of the righteous path, why did she take out an immortal talisman as a reward for asking for the Tao?

Now that he knows it is the Zhenglu, he feels even more strange.

If it were him, the leader of Qingshan, he would definitely not be willing to bear it.

What exactly does the Zhongzhou School want to do?

The immortals are not in the world, and no one has ever come into contact with the immortal talisman. Logically speaking, no one can guess the idea of ​​the Zhongzhou Sect, but Jing Jiu is exceptional.

He said: "The immortal mind is a fairy consciousness left by the white blade. She may have returned from the outside world through some kind of Taoist law."

Liu Ci thought about the scene when Emperor Ming was suppressed, and suddenly looked solemn, saying, "Take up the body?"

Jing Jiu said: "Yes, it's similar to what your master thought back then, so the Zhongzhou School needs to choose the strongest and most suitable Taoist body, first use the immortal consciousness to secretly control it, and then wait for that moment to arrive."

Liu Ci felt it was inexplicable and said, "I finally went out, what should I do when I came back?"

Jing Jiu said: "It's just a fairy consciousness, and I guess she won't be the whole person who comes back."

Liu Ci looked at the Yunmeng Mountains outside the cliff, shook her head and said, "The way of Zhongzhou is always so sticky."

Jing Jiu said: "For the Zhongzhou Sect, this is a hidden thunder. If something really happens in the future, no one can resist the thunder coming."

Even if the white-blade immortal who returned to Chaotian Continent through the immortal talisman was just a clone, he was still not something that the cultivators on the continent could fight against.

An immortal is an immortal, and one percent of the immortal is also an immortal.

Liu Ci said: "I really want to see what kind of power it will be when thunder falls."

Jing Jiu said, "I can't fall down because she has bad luck, and the immortal talisman fell into my hands."

Liu Ci said: "What are you going to do?"

Jing Jiu said: "Of course, this immortal talisman was refined so that she could not come back."

Liu Ci looked into his eyes and said, "You know this is a difficult thing."

Jing Jiu looked at the left fist and said, "Since it is already in my hands, that's all I can do."

Liu Ci said: "If you can really refine this immortal talisman, Yunmengshan will definitely be able to guess your identity."

Jing Jiu asked calmly: "I am a bad person?"

Liu Ci said calmly: "It's not a good person, but it's not a bad person."

Jing Jiu said: "Since that's the case, what can I do if the world guesses my identity?"

There are only a few people in the world who know his true identity.

Zhao Layue may have vaguely guessed it, but since she refused to make it clear, he just pretended that she didn't know.

Just like the one in Shuiyue Temple.

His true identity was exposed, and what was really affected was Qingshan's reputation.

The master who succeeded in ascension and the master who failed in ascension and the master who reincarnated and rebuilt are two different things.

Liu Ci said: "Have you thought about how to refine this immortal talisman?"

Jing Jiu said, "I'm thinking."

Liu Ci said: "In the process of your thinking, the immortal consciousness will occupy your Taoist body and control your Taoist heart. How can you stop it?"

Jing Jiu said, "If it is not feasible, I will cut off my left hand."

Liu Ci looked at his left hand and said, "Actually, I have a good way to take something and put your fist on it, so that nothing will happen."

Jing Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked at him and said, "You know I won't agree."

Liu Ci smiled and said, "I just talk casually, why are you anxious?"

Jing Jiu said: "Send me back to Qingshan as soon as possible."

Liu Ci's eyes fell on his left hand again, knowing that he actually did not have complete confidence to refine this immortal talisman.

The cracks on the ground of the molting house suddenly trembled, and then floated slightly, turning into lines that were visible to the naked eye.

Liu Ci's eyes were calm but focused, like a pool without wind forever.

Jing Jiu knew what he was going to do, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not refuse.

Countless sword intents fell on his left hand, densely packed, layer by layer, as if he had made an invisible boxing glove.
To be continued...