Zhutian Avenue

In the emptiness, Hong Tong closed his eyes tightly, and his heart surged.

Under the emperor, the secrets of heaven are chaotic, and any method of calculating the secrets of heaven is difficult to find the root. Those who can deduct clues are already the top in the world, and those who can count as gods and demons are very few in ancient and modern times.

Not to mention the person he is looking for...

Ang~

Along with the sound of dragon chants that seemed to have come from ancient times, the red boy only felt that the world was dark, and could not perceive everything outside, it seemed that the world had disappeared.

And the next moment, the world is bright!

Hum!

At this moment, even if he had been prepared, Hong Tong's heart was shocked.

In the divine mind, the world suddenly became transparent, and the endless light and shadow collapsed in front of him. In a trance, he only felt that the endless world appeared in front of him at the same time.

"Supreme, Enlightened One!"

While murmured, Hong Tong suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in his eyes collapsed into an instant:

"found it!"

......

Eighteen years of the Great Zhou reformation, looking at the world, it seems like a wave has just risen, and the imperial capitals are set up, but the storm has already been set. The original 72 Dao masters and courtiers have gradually agreed.

For many people and monks in the imperial capital, it is just another ‘Fengshen Pavilion’ besides Jing Yesi.

Fengshen Pavilion is located in the east of the imperial city. It occupies a huge area and has a magnificent atmosphere. It was supervised by the ‘divine work master’ of the central government. Among them, every tree, brick and tile are all high-quality spiritual materials.

Among them, the temples are formed into pieces, enshrining one after another gods.

"call!"

Qin Honghai exhaled a long suffocating breath, and the air wave blew up wisps of cigarettes, making the idols in the temple more and more uncertain.

It was an extremely tall and mighty **** general, holding an axe across an elephant, and arms wrapped around a dragon. Although it looked like a mud puppet, it was a great deterrent.

"Is this the bottleneck? I heard that the pavilion master cultivated the big golden core in one go, but there is no bottleneck..."

Qin Honghai sighed.

In the "Fengshen Pavilion", there are thousands of temples, one temple and one temple, he is the temple of this giant spirit temple, and he practices the "Juling Town Shidao".

The entry to this magical skill is simple, but profound but extremely difficult. Ten years ago, he had walked to the Golden Core Gate, but now he is still stuck here. It is clear that many barriers have been passed through, but he can't cross it.

Feeling upset in his heart, Qin Honghai didn't want to vomit either. He first got up and offered three burning incense sticks for the'Giant Spirit God', and then he turned around and went out.

In the "Fengshen Pavilion", there are thousands of temples, connected to each other, and they are divided into six layers, from the outside to the inside, and now he is on the second floor.

"There are still two years, but it's the day when the temple wishes change. If you can't cross this threshold, let alone enter the third floor of the cabinet, it will be the second floor. I am afraid that it will be difficult to guarantee..."

Looking at the dotted temples, Qin Honghai's heart became heavier.

The controversy over temple blessings was extremely fierce. He was lucky to fill the vacancy back then, but besides him on the second floor, there was no second practitioner under the golden core.

"I hope the pavilion master will be free today..."

Qin Honghai closed the hall door and walked towards the cabinet.

Fengshen Pavilion has no strict distinction between superior and inferior, and there is no obstacle to traffic, but the more cabinet, the more powerful, and the idlers don't want to enter the cabinet at all.

"Last year there were not many people on the fourth floor of the cabinet..."

Qin Honghai walked all the way, turning a blind eye to the cold eyes of others, looking at the temples with the smell of fireworks, but he felt more pressure in his heart.

That means that someone has successfully ignited the fourth-order gods.

It is clear that ten years ago, Tier 4 gods were no more than the pavilion master and his wife. Only a few years ago?

"Stop coming!"

After a few more steps, Qin Honghai finally stopped. In front of him were two armored Swiss.

"Juling Temple wish, please see the pavilion master."

Qin Honghai clasped his fists, and the two pills had been silently submerged into the hands of the two.

"Qin Honghai?"

The two soldiers looked at each other, put down their soldiers, and their voices eased:

"Eight years in a row, every year, I have been persevering. It just so happened that the pavilion master left the customs a few days ago, and the brothers will inform you about it, but whether the pavilion master will meet you depends on your luck... ...."

After all, one person turned and walked towards the cabinet.

"Thank you."

Qin Honghai breathed a sigh of relief, and then relieved his heart: "Dare to ask brother, why is the pavilion master so frequently in retreats in the past few years? I remember ten years ago, the pavilion master still accompanied his wife and children every day..."

"This is a long story."

The Jiashi glanced at Qin Honghai, who wisely offered a whole bottle of pill.

The soldier nodded, and then said: "This matter is related to the pavilion master's sons and daughters..."

"The pavilion master's children?"

Qin Honghai's heart moved.

"The pavilion master and his wife are both the first group of god-fathers, with a high level of cultivation, and their heirs should have deep potential... but..."

The soldier looked around and said in a low voice: "Mountains have heights and five fingers are short and long. Naturally, the pavilion master’s sons and daughters are also the same. I heard that one of them has not cried since he was born, and has never spoken. It seems that Got'Lost Soul Syndrome'..."

"Humph!"

Before Qin Honghai spoke, he heard a cold snort, and immediately the shadow fell, covering several feet before and after the two of them.

"Big, my lord!"

The soldier trembled, and he was speechless in fright.

Qin Honghai was also in a guilty conscience. He raised his head slightly, and saw a huge mountain of meat lying in front of the cabinet, full of pressure.

"What can you say nonsense?"

Liu Dachan slapped the soldier down and sat down on the ground, humming: "If my wife hears you, can't you take your skin off?"

"Small talkative, small talkative."

Jia Shi's face was pale, and he kept murmuring.

Fortunately, the two seemed to be familiar. Liu Dachan let him go after a few words. He turned to Qin Honghai and said calmly, "You are lucky, and the pavilion owner promised to see you."

"Thank you, sir."

Qin Honghai wiped his cold sweat, quickly thanked him, and followed Liu Dachan to the cabinet.

The cabinet was very quiet, and the yard of Sanjin was full of fragrance of vegetation. It was already midwinter at this time, but it was unaffected here. The vegetation was verdant, and many vines even climbed onto the house.

When he reached the inner courtyard, Liu Dachan did not go in.

Qin Honghai stepped in boldly, and saw a white-clothed man sitting with his back to him before the pond in the inner courtyard, as if he was fishing, and as if he was resting his mind.

Qin Honghai didn't dare to speak out, but waited obediently.

I don't know how long it took before Jomo Ke dropped the bait in his hand and whispered: "There is a question that I didn't understand. I have kept you waiting."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Qin Honghai was flattered.

Qiao Mo Ke motioned Qin Honghai to sit down, seeming to see through his intentions, and said: "Juling Town Shidao does not intend for the giant spirits, but in the'town', it means surrendering distracting thoughts and being fierce and single-minded!"

"When you see that I am afraid that I am not brave enough, how can you see it?"

Qin Honghai's heart was shocked, only to feel that the words spit out by the white-clothed man were smashing towards him as they were, but he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch the words slamming like huge stones.

boom!

Without a word, Qin Honghai fell softly to the ground, his eyes rolled white.

"Carry it back."

Liu Dachan waved his hand, not surprisingly, the soldier who had been notified before stepped forward and brought Qin Honghai, who had rolled his eyes, to the outer courtyard.

"Brother Qiao, your heart is too soft. Everyone is giving pointers. How much energy does it cost you?"

Liu Dachan shook his head.

Eighteen years have passed, his body is getting bigger and bigger, but there is no change in his realm, and he can't make any progress in front of the soul.

"If everyone thinks like this, how can you and I cultivate to the present state?"

Jomoco didn't care.

Decades passed in a flash, but he still remembered how he embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

From the teacher, I have nothing to repay, then, I have to pass on the things I learned from the teacher.

"It's up to you."

Liu Dachan is too lazy to talk, and there are not a few people who Qiaomo Ke pointed out these years. After sitting down, he was a little worried and said, "Have you not found a way?"

Jomoco shook his head and sighed.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, all the diseases in the world have long gone to him, but he did not expect that he would still be stumped by such a ‘strange disease’.

"I heard that my sister-in-law is also seeking medical treatment everywhere..."

Liu Dachan stopped talking, but couldn't help but said, "Big Brother, why didn't you ask your master to take action?"

"Why didn't you go?"

Qiao Mo Ke smiled bitterly: "Back then, I went to find a teacher, and when I went out, I ran into Junior Brother Yang. The Junior Brother told me that the teacher said that the time was not yet and let me wait... But I waited for ten years. I really can't wait. Living."

Jomoco sighed in his heart.

He is not an indecisive person, UU reading www. uukahnshu.com, but care is chaotic, and he really can’t stand his wife’s crying, but over the years, he has even invited the emperor to come, but...

"Pavilion Master!"

At this time, the soldier who brought Qin Honghai out ran in again: "There is a strange monk outside the door asking to see the pavilion master, saying yes, saying yes, and saying that it can solve the pavilion master's doubts!"

"Monk?"

Jomoco raised his brows.

It has been 18 years since the Great Zhou Dynasty had banned preaching and the Buddha, but the seventy-two Taoists have changed their gates. At least in the imperial capital, they will not show people through the monk's way. Where did this monk come from?

His mind turned, but his eyes became sharp: "Where is the other person?!"

"What monk?"

Liu Dachan was also taken aback. Just as he was about to speak, a stream of light flashed away from the sky.

In the next instant, a female voice that could not hide the excitement in the coldness sounded in the courtyard: "Master, please come in!"

Looking at the sword intent in the sky, both Liu Dachan and Qiaomoke smiled bitterly. The only thing that can be more anxious than them is naturally only hopeful.

"Good, good."

At the same time that the Buddhist name carrying the Zen-inspired name entered the courtyard, a Junxiu monk dressed in a red robed robe came into the courtyard accompanied by Xi Yingqing.

"Dare to ask Master, where do you come from? Can I really solve my confusion?"

Jomo Ke slightly arched his hands, his expression became solemn, with his eyesight at this time, he couldn't break the heels and feet of the monk in front of him.

"From the west."

Monk Junxiu smiled slightly, but looked towards the direction Xi Yingqing left: "The little monk is the best at enlightening. It is not difficult for a stone to speak. Humans are naturally not a problem."

In his eyes, a divine light that was only visible to him, which seemed to be infinitely long, was pointing in that direction, and with the sound of several footsteps, that divine light,

Stopped abruptly.

"Ok?"

But the next moment, the smile on his face freezes:

"How come there are two?!"