The morning sun jumped out of the horizon, and the warm sunlight shone on Tang Cheng's face, making the pale look a little bloody. Looking at the appearance of his apprentice, the old Taoist sighed in his heart, and his figure slowly turned into nothingness.

The white fox seemed to notice the beauty of the rising sun, and immediately struggled from Tang Cheng's hand, looking up at the dazzling sunrise. The morning glow, sunshine, and sea of ​​clouds solidified into a beautiful picture.

When Tang Cheng saw the white fox, he thought of Longzhuer. Originally, Tang Cheng thought it would be very difficult to persuade Longzhuer to leave, but unexpectedly it was easy.

Tangcheng slightly revealed this meaning, and Longzhuer agreed readily. The most beautiful pearl of the East China Sea Dragon Clan in millions of years did not say goodbye to anyone. He went down to Kunlun at night and returned straight to the East China Sea.

Shortly after the old Taoist left, a golden light shot from the west, and under the cover of the rising sun, almost no one noticed it. When the golden light approached Feilai Peak, the thirty-six thunder formations in the sky were thunderously excited, and purple thunders intertwined in the air, and billions of qi were entangled, protecting the vast mountain peaks without any gap.

As a mountain protection formation, the Thirty-Six Thunder Formation of the Heavens also upholds the concept of Middle Earth cultivators, leaving a Shengmen in this formation. Only those who understand the various details of this formation will know the location of the Shengmen.

The same formation, different arrangement order, and placement in different places, will lead to different locations of the Shengmen. Relying on the formation diagram alone will not be able to truly understand the mystery of the formation.

Just like Leiyin Temple, there are thirty-six thunder formations in the heavens, but the formation will never be exactly the same as the Feilai Peak formation. If they rely on their own experience to force themselves into it, they will inevitably be lost in the endless thunder and turn into ashes.

But this golden light seemed to have seen all the changes in the formation, easily traveling through the purple thunder net, known as death, and suddenly landed on the top of Feilai Peak. The thirty-six thunder formations in the heavens disappeared without the enemy's breath, the thunder net slowly disappeared, and the sky saw the sun again. This scene was like a stone falling into the sea, causing a small ripples, and then disappeared.

The person who came was wearing a scar on his head, wearing a big red cassock, facing the sun, standing beside Tangcheng, was the second soul.

Tang Cheng has asked himself countless times, if there is a second soul accompanying him when he goes to the South China Sea, will the result be different? But this assumption will never have any result!

In a vague way, Tang Cheng felt that even if a second soul followed him, facing the shameless siege of the demon clan, he would probably end up with a regret.

The return of the second soul means that the wilderness is completely sealed, and at least there is no need to worry about the arrival of the Breaking World. This is finally good news. He walked forward with a expressionless face. The second soul swayed and turned into a black robe to cover Tang Cheng.

In Jianzhai, the old Taoist was sitting opposite Zhenren Mingye. Zhenren Mingye looked bitter and said, "Senior Brother, this idea is impossible to realize, so I'd better give up!"

"Can Cheng'er's hatred be forgotten like this?" Old Taoist Wangyou stared at Ming Ye Zhenren coldly, extremely dissatisfied.

"Of course, we can't just forget it! But the Demon Emperor Wutian is not easy to deal with. You didn't see Nalanda Temple, Pudu Zen Buddhism, and Lou Guandao all suffered great losses. If Cheng'er hadn't intervened, they would have disappeared. For such a generation of geniuses, we should make a long-term plan."

"How can you make a long-term plan? Are you watching coldly?"

"Senior Brother, our Jianzhai has only a few dozen people. It's not enough for them to fight against the demon clan. If they don't make any decisions, would they go to deliver food to the demon clan?" Before the old Taoist answered, Mingye Zhenren said again: "You also know that Leiyin Temple and the guests moved to live in the case of the safety of our Jianzhai. They didn't want to go on an expedition with us to die."

The old Taoist Wangyou fell silent, and he was not a person who was unreasonable. It would be good if their strength was now able to protect Jianzhai’s one acre of three-point land. If they wanted to expedition to the demon clan, it would be a lot worse.

Although the old Taoist Wangyou understood, he could not accept it. He decided to be scoundrel, that is, stay in Jianzhai and never go anywhere! If Zhenye Zhen did not come up with an idea, then he would stare at the other party for twelve hours a day until Mingye surrendered.

In this regard, Zhenren Mingye only smiled bitterly! In the end, he gave an idea to the old man, saying that if any sect in the True Dao, Pure Land Sect and Louguan Dao are willing to attack the demon clan with all their might, then Kunwu Jianzhai is willing to attach to the tail of the horse, which is the limit of Zhenren Mingye. Of course, this Kunwu Jianzhai only includes the four people of Mingye, Forgetful Worry, Dead Wood, Mingyue, all the guests, and the monks of Leiyin Temple.

The old Taoist Wangyou went away happily and lobbled everywhere, but he was not as talented as Su Qin and Zhang Yi. He was tired of running around, but he gained nothing. In the next few months, the situation in Zhongdi changed like the sky in June. The child's face changed as soon as he said it was, which was really dazzling.

After Wang Jiusi's failure, Lou Guandao lost his enterprising spirit; the Pure Land Sect was powerless and only wanted to annex the monks of the other two sects; the Huan Zhendao was eager to try, and was running around very lively, but was suppressed by his newly-departed leader, Zhenren Mofeng; Kunwu Jianzhai would naturally not be the first to be the first.

After forty-five sunrises and sunsets, the old Taoist Wangyou still gained nothing.

For the demon clan, the division of the four sects of Zhongdi and Earth is of great benefit to them, and they dare not take more actions to stimulate the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism. After all, once the four sects join forces, it is enough to gather more than 40 Yuanshen cultivators to wipe out the resistance of the demon clan with the force of Mount Tai.

Under such circumstances, an extremely strange scene appeared. The human and demon tribes were divided into north and south, and a long-lost peaceful time appeared in the Middle Earth.

However, this has made ordinary people in the south suffer!

The demon clan is still good, but the Shura clan is cruel and bloodthirsty. Wherever the tribe's people pass, villages, and towns are all ruins, and even birds and beasts are not spared. The huge base has caused the increase in the strength of the Shura clan's Yuandan cultivators to increase. If time continues, then it will be a matter of time sooner or later.

The Demon Emperor Wutian could not bear the cruelty of the Shura clan in the end and warned the other party to restrain themselves. After all, what they wanted was not a dead Middle Earth.

Time passes, not only the world's general trend is changing, but all living beings have never stopped. After Tang Cheng was injured, he used his soul to control the Yuan power to repair the damage to his body. He looked at every bit of flesh and blood, cleared the blood stasis and rotten flesh, and made his body purer.

In Buddhist terms, it is as brilliant as glass, quiet and filthy. Next, the meridians and acupoints are repaired to perfection one by one. Every repair is a torture of severe pain. Tang Cheng is using this method to remind himself of the consequences of impulse. He will never allow another person to give up his life to save him!

After Tang Cheng recovered from his injury, he did not go to the Southern League to take revenge. Instead, he reported that Ming Ye Zhenren transferred the eye of the thirty-six thunder formations of the heavens to the Fusang tree, while he himself took the Golden Lotus of Creation and went down the mountain.

After four months, the golden lotus was not moving at all. It seemed that everything Tang Cheng saw in the hut that day was just a phantom. However, Tang Cheng never thought of giving up. A hundred years and a thousand years, if he could not save Yao Xian'er, he would not be happy for a day.

On this day, Kunlun was under Tang City, and he had been on the road of cultivation for eight years.
Chapter completed!