Update time:2012-10-18

With the cover of the explosion, Yong Bowen landed safely and put several healing talismans on his body. However, the talisman water could not cure the wound, so he simply burned two of them to eat ashes, barely stabilizing the deterioration of his injuries.

It's just that the giant horse demon's attack just now caused Yong Bowen to lose a lot of blood. Although he used the talisman to heal him, the lost blood could not be replaced after all.

Yong Bowen felt weak all over, his eyes were filled with stars, and his vision was blurred. He managed to calm down, and with the sword and talisman in his hand, he rushed towards the direction where Junior Brother Ji had led him.

His mind was already a little blurred, and he was swinging his sword and sacrificial talisman in a confused manner. He didn't know how many horse monsters he killed or injured. In the end, his eyes were completely dark, and he was waving his arms subconsciously.

"Are you going to die?"

Such an idea popped into Yong Bowen's vague consciousness. He could no longer feel his hands and feet. They were so light that only his soul seemed to be moving. A strange sound came from his ears.

My consciousness shuttled back and forth in the boundless darkness. I don’t know how long it took. It seemed to be an infinite time, and it seemed to be a short moment. It felt as if it had been converted into a program file and stored in the computer. I completely lost the clear sense of time.

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Suddenly, the darkness disappeared, and Yong Bowen found himself standing in a huge room.

It looks like the main hall of a palace, probably tens of thousands of square meters, with thick pillars supporting the huge roof, like a huge forest.

What is carved on each pillar is not a dragon or phoenix pattern, but a dense pattern of runes.

Those talisman lines flashed with bright lights from time to time, as if electric current was swimming in the lines, carrying huge mana fluctuations.

The palace was full of people, all wearing Taoist robes. All of them had long white beards, and no one was young.

The only Taoist priest with a black beard who looked slightly younger was standing on the jade steps in the middle of the hall.

There are eighteen levels of jade steps, and the top one is a stone seat that looks like white jade. The black-bearded Taoist is not sitting on the stone seat, but he is holding the back of the chair with one hand and holding the other behind his back, looking up to the sky, thoughtfully, but

What he looked at above was not only the beams, but also the beams. Yong Bowen was really confused and a little impressed at the same time.

Have you seen it? What is an expert?

This is called a master! You can look down from the rafters and see that you look like a master. It’s hard not to admire you.

Yong Bowen looked at the black-bearded Taoist and looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully for a long time, he suddenly came to his senses!

He has never actually met this person, but his connection with him is quite close.

His impression of this person came from Huajian's memory.

Back then, he was the number one Taoist who used his sword to destroy the Qinglong Temple with his army.

Ning Buqi!

The unlucky leader of Taoism was unlucky and cut off one more sword. As a result, he was involved in the cause and effect of Huiguo's painstaking plan of ten reincarnations over a thousand years to reopen the door to the three thousand worlds in ten directions and the human world. Even if he became an immortal and ascended

, and had to leave a ray of distraction to reincarnate in the human world to resolve the cause and effect. The final result was that he failed to become a heavenly immortal, but became a slightly inferior earthly immortal. For Yong Bowen a thousand years later, the greatest impact

The most important thing is that he, Yongda Celestial Master, is the contemporary reincarnation of Ning Buqi’s distraction. His main task is to destroy Huiguo’s reincarnation plan. Fortunately or unfortunately, in this reincarnation, Ning Buqi’s distraction and Qinglong protector Huajian are both involved.

They fell in love with Yong Bowen's body, and unfortunately for the two of them, this boy had a very ruthless grandfather backer. For Yong Hansheng, who was born in a professional rebel like Taiping Dao, it was difficult to deal with two thousand years ago.

The old guys - even if one of them is a Taoist master - don't feel any pressure at all, they just peel off when they say it, leaving no face for Ning Dadi Xian.

Although the reincarnation of the two old guys was stripped away, it is still impossible not to have any influence at all. At least a considerable part of Huajian's memory has remained in the depths of Yong Bowen's subconscious, and it will emerge when stimulated. For Yong Bowen,

In other words, the biggest advantage is that he has mastered the infinitely powerful Eight Demon-Destroying Swords without any teacher. As for the other things, they are secondary.

However, the influence of Ning Buqi's distraction has not been reflected in any way.

Although it is just a ray of distraction, it is the distraction of an immortal after all. In terms of strength alone, it is not weaker than the reincarnated Qinglong protector Huajian. The reason why no impact is reflected is just because in Yong

Bowen exists in the more distant depths of consciousness, and it cannot be manifested without a more powerful stimulus.

But now, with the stimulation of life and death, and the fact that Huajian has been completely removed from Yong Bowen's body, without Huajian's influence, the influence of Ning Buqi's distraction is immediately reflected.

With the experience of dreaming about old things in Huajian several times before, Yong Bowen only panicked for a moment, then calmed down and realized that he was dreaming again, but this time he was not dreaming about a bald donkey, but a cow's nose.

He was clearly about to die just now, how could he still have time to have such a dream?

Could it be said that he did not die?

Dead people can't dream after all!

Yong Bowen was confused in his heart. He recalled that he seemed to have fallen into the middle of the horse demon's army in the end. It was simply unbearable that he could survive like this.

But now is not the time to think about this carefully. After Yong Bowen struggled to wake up to no avail, he temporarily put aside the issue of life and death and squeezed to the front of a group of Taoist priests, wanting to see this Ning Buqi.

What is special about the dreams that remain.

Ning Buqi, who was standing on the jade steps, did not stare at the roof beam for long. When Yong Bowen squeezed to the front and stood under the jade steps, he stopped looking.

Yong Bowen didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that Ning Buqi looked at him specifically.

Isn't this impossible? Could it be that Ning Buqi is so miraculous that he can transcend the time span of more than a thousand years, penetrate through the ten reincarnations, and directly see himself a thousand years later?

Seeing that Ning Buqi finally stopped looking at the rafters, the old men with white beards immediately started whispering to each other, making a muffled buzzing sound.

An old man with a white beard standing at the forefront took a step forward and said: "Master, what is the message from the upper world?"

Ning Buqi sighed: "I have to leave!" He looked a little confused and unwilling.

After a group of old white-bearded Taoists whispered to each other for a while, someone raised their voice and said: "Since the upper realm has banned the migration of Taotong, why force the master to ascend?"

Another person said: "Master, now that the cause and effect in the human world has not been resolved, wouldn't it be harming you if the upper world forces you to ascend? It's okay if I say not to ascend!"

One person shouted with a hot temper: "Why don't you answer their unreasonable request? The passage is locked anyway, can they still send people down to start a war with us?"

Another person added: "Even if we start a war, are we still afraid of them? We can drive them all out of the world by exorcising demons, subduing monsters and subduing spirits. Is it difficult to drive them away again?"

Someone sneered: "I'm afraid they don't have the guts to start a war! Don't forget, more than half of the population there is from our human world. If we really want to go to war with the human world, aren't they afraid of internal instability?"

************I am the dividing line who just came back from going out***************

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