I don’t know how this man in front of the wall has never changed a piece of clothing for more than 200 years with his character.

In the past two hundred years, I only wore a torn dress, and the clothes were covered with patches, and the patches were densely sewn and there were no traces of the clothes.

It can be seen that people's hearts are so tenacious!

After practicing Piaomiao Art, the first thing the man in the face of the wall did was to come to the hidden room in the cave facing the wall cliff, take a shower, and change into gorgeous women's clothes.

Then, a newly-faced man walked out of the cave facing the cliff and became a beautiful woman. Then, she only stayed in Jiuxian Mountain for a few days and left the land of China and went to Latin America, where they were their homeland three hundred years ago...the homeland of the Mayan Empire...

But no one knows all this. In the Jiuxian Mountain, Immortal Master Yuanshi, who knew that the wall-facing man was from the Yinji clan of the Mayan Empire, passed away two hundred years ago...

Therefore, when the person facing the wall went to Latin America, he did not inform anyone in Jiuxian Mountain, including her apprentice Li Taibai.

Just like, the man facing the wall came quietly, and on the cliff facing the wall of Jiuxian Mountain, he wore a piece of clothing for two hundred years, and devoted himself to seeking Taoism and practicing.

Then, the man facing the wall left gently, said goodbye to the clouds of Jiuxian Mountain in the East, changed into the two hundred years of clothes, and said no farewell.

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Wait until January of the following year, the first day of the rainy month, and the beginning of the Yin hour.

Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen, in the Tower of the Sky in Latin America, saw the man facing the wall again, her women's clothing was already soaked in blood.

However, the two young men came late because the Maya Tower of Heaven containing the cosmic energy from the Nine Gates of the Stars was snatched away by Mani Mod, the dean of the Ganges Gulan Academy on the last day of last year.

At the same time, Mani Mod and the wall-facing man fought for the triangular Xuanjin Tower divine object, both sides suffered losses. In the end, Mani Mod narrowly won with a slight advantage and left Maya Tower with a triangular Xuanjin Tower divine object.

So, Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen saw the dying and life-threatening man.

At this time, the man facing the wall was telling the story of the righteousness of the windbreaker. The day before yesterday, the battle for the battle here took place...

At this moment, Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen listened to the story of the man facing the wall, and felt deeply afraid of the dean of the Gange Gulan Academy, Mani Mod, whom they had never met. What kind of top blue planet master should this be...

After about a stick of incense, the two young men could only watch the dying people on the wall pass away under their helpless wail.

At this time, the Maya Tower of Heaven, lost the energy blessing of the triangular Xuanjin Tower, and the sky palace at the top of the Tower of Heaven became darker and darker, from the original dusk and yellow, it had become darker and darker.

At this time, Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen were extremely frightened. The two young men subconsciously let go of their hands, buried the grief of losing them in their hearts, and left and escaped from here and became the first thing the two young men considered.

When Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen walked out of the Tower of Tongtian and entered the huge space, they saw the vigorous Bodhi ancient tree. The ancient tree was originally dotted with more than a hundred twinkling leaves. At this time, the leaves began to fall one by one, and the entire ancient tree was about to die completely.

The entire space was from the original dull and dim, falling along the leaves, and the light disappeared, and the space began to be dim and dim.

Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen looked at the ancient Bodhi tree and slowly died. They remembered the last sentence they said not long ago when the wall-facing man was dying: "Where is Bodhi buried in the cold bones? Now the soul of spring is cast in the tower. We are fortunate to bury it here. Even if the soul is scattered, no one in the world knows my feat of protecting the Mayan Holy Tower today. I should not regret it in this life. I will protect my Mayan holy objects, even if I die, I will never regret it. You can tell my disciple Li Taibai that the master will take one step first. I cannot protect him in this life. I hope he will take care of it..."

So, the eyes of the two young men were filled with determination and resoluteness, as if they could see through life and death in an instant.

In this life, you cannot choose to be born in a chaotic or peaceful era, but if you have the opportunity, you will open up a peaceful era.

No, everyone has such an opportunity. At least, there is no such opportunity for those who died in the Maya Tower of Heaven...

At this moment, the two young men who woke up from dreams had already escaped their fear of Mani Mod. After a while, the two young men seemed to remember something and returned to the Maya Tongtian Tower. In front of the body of the man facing the wall, Zhou Qingluo injected the immortal spirit into the immortal pen of Mengxi, and wrote a long poem on the ground of the Maya Tongtian Tower:

The man with a pride in his softness faces the wall, and the sky is a rainbow dress.

Looking at the distance in the fairy mountain, people have no return, and their ambitions have not been fulfilled for life.

The soul is concentrating and guarding the tower without regrets, but there is only a vast ashes left.

I am dead here in the coldest days of the year, just because I was born a Mayan.

By the time Zhou Qingluo finished all this, the light in the Maya Tower and above the Heavenly Palace had disappeared.

Everything in front of me was pitch black!!!

Therefore, Yunxingchen sacrificed the Shennong chessboard and used the true energy of the fairy spirit to radiate golden light for lighting.

Finally, the two young men, without the previous fear and haste, slowly walked out of the Maya Tower of Heaven.

At this time, Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen recalled the life experience of the man facing the wall.

For two hundred years, the wall-facing people have practiced against the wall, plain, quiet, and able to withstand the tempering and test of time. What is left is "truth". The hegemony that Maya fought for for the underworld in the land of China is just a passing cloud...

Although the wall-facing man eventually died for his family and country three hundred years ago...

Even if there is no regret in a hundred deaths...

At the end of the Mao hour, Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen walked out of the Mayan Temple and returned to the ruins of the Mayan imperial capital.

It was already dawn, and the sun had just revealed its face, and the golden light in the east was rising.

The two young men, with the light of the golden light in the east, could vaguely see clearly that behind the temple was a larger ice peak, and the ice and snow on the ice peak did not melt, but were always shrouded in a thick black cloud.

One dark lamp, one Bodhi, one temple, one ancient pagoda, and one wall man.

Zhou Qingluo and Yun Xingchen missed the spirit of people facing the wall to protect the holy objects of the country. They have never been transformed forever and have been in this Latin American land, inside the mountain belly of the Mayan ice peak, just like the ice that never melts all year round.

Seven-character summary:

The man with a pride in his softness faces the wall, and the sky is a rainbow dress.

I look far away from the fairy mountain and have no return, and I have not fulfilled my ambition to face the wall for a lifetime.

Where can Bodhi buried the cold bones? Now the soul casts the tower in the evening of spring,
Chapter completed!