"After becoming a saint, will all forms be perfect Taiyin?" Ziyuan murmured Si Xuan's idea, and froze in place without daring to speak.

Although she had been cultivating in the Jiuli Palace since she was a child, she was only in the Four Extremes realm now. Her understanding of Si Xuan's words was somewhat specious, but she could barely understand how terrifying the Tao that Si Xuan was pursuing was.

"You just have to rest assured and follow me to practice. During this period, you can occasionally watch me paint. How much of Taiyin's true meaning of life and death you can see depends on your luck." Si Xuan looked at Ziyuan who was a little distracted and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!" Ziyuan quickly bowed and thanked her.

"Little things." Si Xuan replied casually, but his mind was thinking about his future practice plan.

He is quite satisfied with his current progress in cultivation in the Second Heaven of Immortal. At the age of twenty-five, he has already stood on the seventh level of Immortal Second Heaven. He has mastered many kinds of divine forms and surpassed too many so-called geniuses.

With Yingjie.

The only thing standing in front of him now is Zhan Dao!

Regarding this issue, Si Xuan asked many old kings and saints in ancient times, and even received personal guidance from the Taiyin Emperor.

"Get rid of the bad and keep the good. Just pursue your own way."

These were the words of the Taiyin Human Emperor. The other old kings and saints also had similar intentions, asking Si Xuan to abandon the paths of others and pursue only his own path.

Cutting the path means not following the path of the predecessors, overcoming obstacles and finding your own path. This is a key step that determines how far a monk can go in the future. It must not be careless.

"Where is my way!" Si Xuan suddenly felt that he was almost trapped by this idea again, and quickly shook his head to regain his senses.

He took up his pen and drew a picture of Baize and the sacred mountain echoing the divine form of Baize in the Hou Mansion. This time, Baize and the sacred mountain both had the true meaning of life and death, but it was still difficult to reconcile them.

"Bu Zhan Dao, it is indeed difficult to cross this step!" Si Xuan sighed.

"Ziyuan, please destroy this picture too!" Si Xuan casually ordered. When he turned his head, Ziyuan was no longer standing behind him.

"Master Hou, Prince Hong came to visit just now. Seeing that you are obsessed with painting, Sister Ziyuan went to arrange for Prince Hong." Another young maid, who looked young, said quickly.

"Oh, ok, you guys clean up this place. Bai Zetu is right there. I'll take another look when I get back." Hearing that it was Li Hong who was coming, he probably had something to do, so Si Xuan gave a casual order and walked towards the lobby.

past.

As soon as they entered the room, Li Hong was sitting at the guest seat as expected. The painting "Taiyin Phoenix" had been hung on the wall of the lobby. Li Hong was sitting there looking at the painting of the divine phoenix.

"Uncle Li, I haven't seen you for half a month, so you're missing me from afar!" Si Xuan stepped into the lobby and said.

Li Hong was originally concentrating on the painting "Taiyin Phoenix" when Si Xuan opened his mouth, which made him startled. After seeing the person clearly, he sighed: "Today I saw the work of Shenhou, and I realized that Shenhou's way is far beyond my level.

, even those extremely powerful ones, I’m afraid it’s hard to reach twenty-three out of ten of you!”

"Uncle, you're too polite. I wonder why you came here this time?" Si Xuan sat down in his seat and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Hong gathered his thoughts, faced Si Xuan, and said solemnly: "Does the Lord Shen still remember that many powerful forces jointly attacked Zishan?"

"Three attacks on Purple Mountain?" Upon hearing this, Si Xuan immediately got excited, because based on what he saw at Samsara Lake, this three-time attack on Purple Mountain attracted five emperor soldiers to besiege Wushi Bell!

The Hengyu Furnace, the Dragon Pattern Cauldron, the Void Mirror, and two imperial weapons of the Zhongzhou Divine Dynasty from the Eastern Wastelands.

And because of Si Xuan's breaking of the seal, Jiuli, one of the two Zhongzhou divine dynasties who originally participated in this matter, did not participate. This also made the original five imperial soldiers encircle and suppress Wu Shizhong become four imperial soldiers!

"Yes, the Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland invited our Chinese Divine Dynasty from Zhongzhou to come with the Emperor's Arms, and also invited many Arhats from the Western Desert to assist, a total of four pieces of the Emperor's Arms! There are also powerful people over twenty.

There are more than a hundred powerful people!" Li Hong sighed, saying this number that made him speechless.

Four pieces of imperial weapons are enough, and the half-step powerful, powerful and even kings are all free!

Si Xuan complained silently in his heart, but with a solemn expression on his face, he nodded and exclaimed along with Li Hong, and asked, "What was the result?"

He didn't ask how much the powerful and half-step powerful people had given away, but he was curious about how long the four imperial weapons lasted under Wu Shi Zhong's hands.

"The Wushi Bell is really an unimaginable imperial weapon. Many Holy Lords and powerful people jointly activated four imperial weapons, but they were all suppressed by a wave of bells from the Wushi Bell. The Holy Lord of the Wanchu Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland was buried in the Purple Mountain

, there are also two Arhats from Shenxia Temple who were found there." Li Hong sighed.

However, Si Xuan was not surprised. You must know that the gap between Wushi Bell and other imperial weapons is not the slightest bit. That imperial weapon seems to be in a state of recovery.

In the memory of Samsara Lake, none of the five imperial weapons captured Zishan. Now that Jiuli Tu is gone, the four imperial weapons are even more unthinkable. It must be a failure!

"According to reports from our most advanced spies in Jiuli, the mighty powers of the Holy Lords have now withdrawn, and have been replaced by a group of powerful men whose lifespan is about to expire to maintain the imperial soldiers, in order to exhaust the mighty power of the Wushi Bell." Li

Hong said in detail.

"It's like having to fill it with others." Si Xuan looked to the east and sighed softly.

"Those people who are about to expire must also be willing to do so. If they can really break through the Purple Mountain, the Divine Source, the "Wu Shi Sutra", and even the inherited Taoist canon left by the ancient emperor, any of them will be enough to extend their lives for hundreds of years.

.If my longevity is about to end, I will definitely go." As he said that, a trace of yearning appeared on Li Hong's face.

Looking at Li Hong, whose face suddenly turned abnormally red, Si Xuan helplessly spread his hands.

Thanks to his appearance, otherwise the old imperial uncle would probably be struggling to maintain the operation of the imperial army in Zishan.

"Uncle Old Emperor, my advice is, don't have anything to do with Zishan." Si Xuan sat upright and warned solemnly.

"Oh? What's the point?" Seeing Si Xuan's understanding, Li Hong humbly asked for advice.

Of course, Si Xuan would not tell him that he had seen another future, but instead casually said: "I read an ancient book when I was a child. It said that the mountains guarding Yizhu by the Nine Dragons are a battleground for the emperor and cannot withstand the eternity.

Don’t have anything to do with the first cause and effect!”

What he said was extremely solemn and the content was reasonable. Li Hong was stunned for a moment.

"Is that Great Emperor Wu Shi so terrifying that he dares to compete for the first place in all eternity?" Li Hong murmured.

"Uncle Old Emperor, is there anything else related to Zishan?" Si Xuan suddenly remembered Jiang Taixu, who had been sealed in Zishan for four thousand years, and asked.

"Yes, it is said that the Jiang family had no intention of getting involved in the Zishan incident. Their family did not send old people with withered life span to maintain the imperial army. Instead, they withdrew the imperial army as soon as possible." Li Hong moved closer and spoke in a low voice.

He said, "It is said that the reason why the Jiang family came to swim in this muddy water was to save someone!"

"Who!" Si Xuan's heart was a little palpitating and he asked quickly.
Chapter completed!