There is another world above the sky.

Life living on the mainland has countless guesses about that world, and then gradually fades away with time.

A ascenator can only appear in a thousand years. Even if he has ever yearned for it, how long can it last?

The other side that cannot be reached is even a fairyland, why should you care about it?

But for genius cultivators like Zhao Layue who aim to seek enlightenment and ascension, they will of course think about what is there.

This is also where she cannot understand Taiping Zhenren.

The goal of practicing Taoism is immortality and ascension. Why do peerless figures like him always keep their eyes on the world?

"He has a strong sense of crisis, feels that the world is full of competition and danger, and he also has a strong sense of responsibility, feeling that he should lead the whole world forward, so his goal is not the same as other monks."

Jing Jiu said: "He wants to break the rules of this world and lead all the monks to leave together."

The magnificent scene appeared in front of Zhao Layue's eyes. She was shocked and silent for a long time, and said softly: "Is this everyone ascending?"

"Yes, from the surface, it seems to be something like Zen Buddhism says that everyone can become a Buddha."

Jing Jiu said: "He has been an abbot in Guocheng Temple and has a good Buddhist teachings, which may have been affected by some."

Zhao Layue said: "Do you think... all of what he thinks is impossible to achieve?"

Jing Jiu said very directly: "I don't know, I just don't like the things he has to do in the process of realizing his ideal."

In his previous life, he had been in seclusion at Shangdefeng and Shenmofeng and rarely left Qingshan, but Liu Ci, Yuan Qijing and Ada knew that he was not afraid of killing people.

He has also seen people killing for three months.

But he had never seen anyone killing like that.

In order to achieve his goals, anyone can kill him, even his own people.

The flood is surging.

The emperor's brother is dead.

The Zen son was forced to reincarnate.

The sword hid everywhere in the green mountains, like a poor monkey.

Most importantly, he does not agree with that concept.

Practitioners and mortals have never been a relationship between herders and sheep.

When he was in Chaoge City, he said to Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue should have thought of that sentence and said, "You are right."

This is the conclusion.

From this moment on, they never discussed this issue again.

Song suddenly came from Qingrong Peak opposite the cliff.

Jing Jiu's expression changed slightly, and he was about to get up and leave, but he stayed the next moment.

The song was a bit sad.

In the clouds, you can vaguely see the picture over there.

Nan Wang stood under the flower tree and drank.

She was just drinking, but she wasn't drunk yet.

Jing Jiu suddenly said: "If there was no accident back then, she should be Liu Ci's Taoist partner."

Zhao Layue was a little surprised and said, "Later?"

Jing Jiu said: "She doesn't like him."

Zhao Layue thought to herself that you were the one who was the accident and asked, "Then?"

Jing Jiu said, "It's boring."

Zhao Layue thought for a while and said, "Yes."

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...

Shangde Peak is covered with thick snow.

Coughs came from time to time in the cave.

The snow on the cliff kept vibrating with the cough and turned into a small avalanche.

Chi Yan withdrew his gaze to the broken arm and looked at the cave, his eyes full of worry.

Nan Ji's sword was really powerful. He had no power to resist, so he was cut off with his arm, and Duan Liantian died and died.

Lord Jianlu was the direct target of Nan Mi's sneak attack. After being seriously injured, he also faced Nan Mi's sword, and the injury must be extremely serious.

The cough suddenly disappeared, and Yuan Qi Whale walked out of the cave.

Chi Yan was very surprised and thought to himself that you have not recovered from serious injury. Where are you going?

Yuan Qiye waved his hand and signaled that he didn't have to speak. He stepped on the three-foot sword and left Shangde Peak.

On the stone beam between Shiyue Peak and Xilai Peak, the thick fog was as thick as yesterday, but there was no shadow of the Yin Feng.

The clouds suddenly dissipated, and the Yuanqi whale fell on the stone beams with snowflakes.

Fang Jingtian walked out of the depths of the fog.

Yuan Qijing looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Fang Jingtian had white eyebrows and fluttered and did not speak.

Yuan Qijing was still looking at him quietly and shook his head.

Fang Jingtian was silent for a long time and finally nodded.

From a moment on, he began to retreat, without permission, and was not allowed to leave.

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Outside Nanhua City, there is a small mountain village.

There is no special place in this mountain village. Like other small mountain villages, you can always see the old man basking in the sun and talking at the entrance of the village.

The sun was gradually falling, and an old man with thin hair and red nose returned to his small yard with a crutch.

A pheasant was staying on the stone mill in the yard. Its long tail was severely damaged and no longer so weird and terrifying, but it seemed a bit funny.

With a creaking sound, Yin San pushed open the door and walked out, squinted his eyes and looked at the sunset in the distance, and said, "Another day has passed."

The ancestor Xuanyin rubbed his nose and said, "The real person... there must be an explanation for this matter, right?"

Yin San was able to escape from the West Sea, and those Qingshan strong men who couldn't help but play an important role, but the real thing was of course Xuanyin Ancestor.

He took over the sword of the West Sea Sword God and fought with the Dragon Ink of Yi Maozhai, showing his unfathomable realm of cultivation.

Just like the white cat at the top of the Shenmao Peak, he felt that he was qualified to ask for something now.

Yin San reached out and patted his shoulder, saying, "Look for an opportunity to vent your anger."

The nose of the Xuanyin Ancestor became even more blood-red, which was a sign of extreme anger.

"The Xuanyin Sect is gone! What's the use of venting anger?"

Yin San ignored him, walked to the stone mill, checked the tail feathers of the golden pheasant, and said, "It can be raised well."

Jinji spoke and said, "Real person, the life card is in the hands of that guy. No matter what he is, I am always uneasy."

Yin San comforted, "Don't be afraid, he won't touch you this time."

A carriage drove to the front of the yard.

A very cute little boy was sent in with an ice sculpture.

The ancestor Xuanyin knew that this should be a letter and asked, "What happened again?"

The little boy was only three or four years old, his eyes were innocent and clean, and he was extremely ignorant.

"This is a piece of white paper."

Yin San touched the little boy's head and said with a smile: "When I teach you well for a few years, I can write a great article in four years."

The ancestor Xuanyin couldn't stand the way he spoke the most, so he turned his head and walked towards the kitchen.

When he came to the stove and looked at the steady mountain of hooves in the boiling soup, he suddenly fell silent.

Whether it is wood or pig's trotters, they will never be able to hold on after being slapped for a long time.

There are more and more corrupt marks on real people's bodies and may collapse at any time.

What should you do if you haven’t got the Chuzi Sword?

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To be continued...