Li Ji laughed, took the silver chain, and left through the light column;

The more dazzling one, I had returned to the place where the Tianmen was broken. I carefully sensed that the space that once existed would never exist again because of the disappearance of the silver stream.

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly felt something moving in the jade pendant. I raised it and saw that the jade pendant turned into smoke. A floating figure was holding his legs up, pinching a cigarette in his hand, laughing there, and saying:

"Boy, when you see the old man's photo, you must have run out of the long river of time, right?

You know that you can't bear to leave your wife, sects, and those of your sword-crazy friends, so you must not dare to go back and forth to be a hero!

You are not a hero, you are afraid of death, and you are covered in a white skin of an iron-blooded sword cultivator. In fact, I have seen it long ago as afraid of death like an old man!

This is also good. Only by fearing death can you live longer. Don’t be a hero...

These things have never been told to you, because they are useless. Even I have forgotten them myself. It turns out that hatred can be forgotten. With my temper and personality, if nothing happened to the Vacuum Holy Sect, I will still stay in a place where I cannot say anything. Can I live longer than now? It’s hard to say, it’s probably impossible?

So, I don’t force it, don’t force it! If you want to do it, just do it. If you feel the danger, we will run away. How great is it?

When you come out, that idiot Kong Fang must have sent you the River of Retrace, right? I knew that he would do this for the loser. This is the most valuable thing in the Vacuum Holy Sect. Just use it yourself. Don’t return it back, it will cause trouble to the Vacuum!

As for you, you are the biggest cause of disaster, so it doesn’t matter, right?

Kong Fang and I were a little hasty when we established a space-time countercurrent channel. In fact, many things were not considered in a very thorough way. The reason why we have never sent anyone there is no one to send is that we both actually have questions about this!

Therefore, it may not be that you persuaded Kong Fang. He has been persuading himself for two thousand years and is wandering around the horns. As long as you give him a reason, he will naturally give up and he has reached the point of decline. What else can't be seen clearly?

What would you do? Let me guess! You must be asking for trouble with the Mango Pan Sect! This is something we dare not do, but for you, there is nothing you dare not do!

I won’t advise you, whether you leave or fight, make your own decisions!

Also, did I throw those cigarettes into the sea? I still have to smoke it below..."

Li Ji smiled and watched the green smoke gradually blow away in the mountain breeze. Without sadness in his heart, the monk could not have this. It has been worth living for nearly ten thousand years!

Next, he still has a lot to do, but the premise is that he needs to have a comprehensive understanding of the power, distribution and development of the wild sacrifices on the Blue Star. Any plan needs to be based on knowing oneself and the enemy. Even if he is a soul and those little despises are charlatans, this does not mean that he can do whatever he wants.

The matter had developed to this point, beyond his expectations. He did not expect that the trivial matters in the mortal world that he had never wanted to participate in at all, and the troubles that could not be troublesome would eventually fall on him. From this point of view, the two old demons in the declining realm of the Vacuum Holy Sect had actually achieved their goals.

It is difficult for you to truly stay out of the matter. It is not so easy to avoid purity and start your own practice. By the way, he has been thinking about the level of strengthening the soul for nearly a hundred years, but he has not started yet, and he is speechless.

Fortunately, as the True Lord, he does not lack time.

Blue Star is a large cultivation star. In terms of size, it is about half of the Qingkong world. If he is allowed to search for the cultivation forces on the star body, with his current strength, it is really not a difficult task, but if he is allowed to search for the wild sacrifices on the star, it would be troublesome.

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Lianyun Mountain is a large mountain range on the blue star, stretching for thousands of miles, with high mountains and steep mountains; Gaitou Mountain is one of the inconspicuous peaks. In the eyes of mortals, it is neither steep nor majestic. Only monks fly by in the air can vaguely feel that the inspiration here is much stronger than other places.

Of course, the so-called strength is only relative. Compared with the rich inspiration of Blue Star, the intensity of the current inspiration is not worth mentioning at all. But who can know what the monks in the past are like? Most of them are minor Qi cultivation, and foundation-building monks are amazing existences. Their glory can only be found in the classics. In reality, what awaits them is only a day of desolation that is worse than day.

On the side of Gaitou Mountain, there is a small Taoist temple, which is a historical legacy. After all, in such deep mountains and old forests, it is not easy for a monk to build a Taoist temple.

In the side hall of the Taoist temple, a middle-aged Taoist was reading at night, a glass of turbid wine and a book, which had been with him for most of the night. Since his realm reached the peak of foundation building, he had become accustomed to such a semi-decaded life. There was no way out, and the intensity of his inspiration was not allowed. Therefore, after reaching this point in the practice, he had no way out, and he was discouraged and relied on the legends of ancient books to fill his unwillingness.

The Taoist is named Qingguang, and he is the master of this Wuwei Temple. The inheritance is very ordinary. Judging from the classics collected in the temple, it was just created by a wandering cultivator a thousand years ago. In order to satisfy his wish to create a school, he never thought about how to grow and grow. After all, the inspiration of the Blue Star is worse than that of a day, and it is not a great secret. Everyone knows that they are waiting to die, so there are also a lot of practice. In order to be healthy, they can live for one or two hundred years.

The glory of the past melted as the sects with some strength left one after another. Those who remained were small sects with no strength, lonely ghosts, and their inheritance was vulgar, and their inspiration was poor, so the speed of cultivation could be imagined. But it doesn’t matter, what if you practice quickly? Isn’t it that the foundation is built and there is no hope for it?

Therefore, in the current cultivation world of Blue Star, not only are there few cultivators, but even the martial arts are becoming more and more peaceful, and it has truly become a place for Taoism to maintain health. Once a person has no way to make progress and no hope of hard work, he will lose his motivation and no longer have the infinite vitality that the cultivation world should have.

Just like the Taoist Master Qingguang, the master of the view, every day is just a perfunctory day, feeling the scenery, and raising his glass to get drunk. What kind of Taoist temple is the future, what kind of Taoist traditions are inherited, and how to go to the special mother. In hundreds of years, there will not even be a profession of monks, so what else can I pursue?

“Mush…”
Chapter completed!