Until the end of the year, the spiritual mountains no longer fall in the Sanqing Mountain, and the canopies of the architectural trees no longer shine. The clones of the twelve demon ancestors stand like mountains outside the South River. The humans and demons are preparing for the funeral of the immortal. It is time for Qing Cang to sleep and accumulate strength.

when,

She is still working on improving Wulinggu, printing and paper technology, communication equipment, and thinking deeply about the future improvement of human system.

She carved a path, even if she only laid the first brick.

Finally Qingcang fell, and all her strength began to be gathered and accumulated according to the original plan.

Qing Cang was lying on the bed, and Yun Miao and Hua Yang brought many powerful human beings to the incarnation. For the only time in thousands of years, powerful powers from all three religions and nine schools came, and even the enemies who had obstructed the Dao Sect in the past.

All the powerful mortals have arrived, and hundreds of people are standing inside and outside the house, waiting for her last words.

Qingcang stared at the ceiling and muttered for a long time, his voice was smooth without any fluctuations, and there was no fear of death.

"The poor Taoist made three mistakes in his life. The first mistake was that he failed to pull out the building wood, which left harm to future generations. The second mistake was that he failed to consider the people. We monks walked too fast and stood too high. We can no longer see

The people on earth now want to remedy the situation, but they can only leave it to future generations."

He looked at Gu Wen with apologetic eyes.

"Three mistakes. I failed to fulfill the duties of a master. I failed to raise you and protect you. Disciple, you don't have to imitate me. Don't imitate me. If the human race can't save you, run away. Run far away.

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"And you, after Pindao dies, let the Sanqing Dao Sect disappear and become the Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing sects again. It is not impossible for you to submit to Jianmu in the future."

Yun Miao and Hua Yang slowly knelt down and said in unison: "If Shangqing (Taiqing) surrenders, we will be the only ones to die in battle."

Then many great masters from all three religions and nine tiers slowly knelt down. Some vowed to fight to the death, while others were speechless. Even those who did not intend to fight to the death at least thought they should kneel down.

"Finally, my master has a request, and my disciple puts his ear to it."

Gu Wen knelt close to the edge of the bed, and Qing Cang whispered a few words in his ear, but no one else could hear him because of the magic shield.

The next moment, Gu Wen's eyes widened slightly, and Qing Cang said with a stern expression: "Can't you?"

"Of course you can." Gu Wen showed a helpless smile and said, "It's just that Master, you are always unexpected. At this time, the request is actually this."

"That's it. This is my top priority as a teacher."

Qing Cang danced her fists. The loss of strength made her look cute and naive, and it was only at this moment that Gu Wen remembered her name.

Li Yunshang is a human being, made of flesh and blood, not an outright saint.

After saying that, Qingcang slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the divine light in his eyes disappeared.

A teardrop fell from Yu Hua's eyes. She wiped it, turned to look at Gu Wen and asked, "What did Master say?"

"Master won't let me talk."

Gu Wen shook his head, his words echoing in his ears.

'Disciple, can you please stop taking others as your master in the future?'

This was her final selfishness, which was trivial, ridiculous, and seemed so cautious.

Then the powerful people left one after another and walked to the sky. They all stopped and bowed their hands before worshiping.

Yu Hua woke up completely, but Gu Wen didn't exchange too many greetings with her. He turned around and went back to the house to practice the true art of swordsmanship. He spent all his time practicing day and night.

[The true understanding of swordsmanship is perfect, and the mastery of swordsmanship is the ultimate, but if you have a place in the immortality, you cannot become an immortal]

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Nineteenth year of Daxia.

The number of medicinal herbs shipped began to decrease year by year. It was not because Jiang Jucai was not doing his job well, but because the opportunity to become an immortal began to turn from prosperity to decline.

Originally there was one crop of herbs in March, but now there is one crop every year, and it will only get lower and lower in the future.

In Qingcang's words, the Lingzu's first breath is about to end, and the next breath will have to wait a thousand years.

In the same year, Yun Miao and Hua Yang went down to earth to look for Gu Wen, and the three of them gathered together.

"Since the master is no longer in charge, the whereabouts of the Dao Sect should be up to us. I don't think the Dao Sect should be separated."

Yun Miao's extremely rebellious speech made Huayang's brows jump and he said: "We are just carrying out our long-cherished wish. The building will not be removed for a day, and the Taoist family will not be separated for a day."

"It's all the same, it's all the same." Yun Miao waved her hand, then looked at Gu Wen and asked, "What do you think? Our little Yuqing Tianzun."

Gu Wen asked: "How can we support so many monks without dividing the families?"

Monks need to rely on Lingshan Lingtian for their practice. There are too many people in the three sects of Taoism, so they need to be separated.

Yun Miao clenched a fist with one hand and said with a sharp smile: "In the border area, if the spiritual field is not enough, kill the demon and take the demon pill."

Gu Wen nodded and said, "Yes."

It was originally scheduled to be the day when the last three spiritual mountains of Sanqing Mountain were released.

All forces turned their attention to Jiutian, and the last three spiritual mountains of Sanqing Mountain were lowered. Three meteors slowly crossed the sky, straight into Jiutian, and broke through the clouds.

Powerful people from Bihua Continent, Xuanhuang Continent, and Yunyin Continent have moved away the mountains and dug out a hundred-mile hole with magical powers. A city was built at the foot of the mountain ten years ago for Dao Sect disciples to temporarily stay.

The monks stepped into the sky with their swords, and at a certain moment they all raised their heads, only to see the clouds collapse, and the crystal clear spiritual veins were revealed, holding up a huge mountain range like a coiled dragon.

The main vein of Yuqing stretches for three hundred miles from left to right and is nine thousand feet high. Numerous Taoist temples can be faintly seen above.

Yuqing Mountain crossed the sky over Xuanhuang Continent, and with all the powerful forces and tens of millions of mortals looking up, it went all the way west without falling.

At the same time, the same was true for Taiqing Mountain and Shangqing Mountain. They did not fall as planned, but went all the way west and reached the desolate frontier.

The place covered by the canopy of building trees is very close, with numerous demonic shadows and evil spirits permeating the air.

Rumble.

The three mountain ranges fell down and fit together closely, becoming the only touch of green except for buildings among the vast desolation.

The cranes on the mountain spread their wings and fly high, over the clouds, green mountains and Taoist temples.

Yunmiao and Huayang were on their respective spiritual mountains, with hundreds of thousands of Sanqing disciples standing behind them. They looked at the distant buildings and the monsters approaching the human realm. Their eyes were filled with spiritual light, shining like stars all over the sky.

Qingshan came from the sky, five hundred demon kings rolled in their caves, eight demon kings ran away in a tornado, and demons thousands of miles away retreated three hundred miles.

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In a small courtyard in the Immortal Land, Gu Wen slowly closed his eyes.

In the sea of ​​​​qi, the sacred mountain stands tall, and he has reached the top.

Ninety-nine times perfect!

Looking up at the fate chart, the filled heavenly essence and imperial essence turned into a red sun, and messages came one after another.

[The Heavenly Essence has been perfected for thousands of years, the Emperor's Blood has been perfected for thousands of years, and you can become an immortal in the year of the Staff Dynasty]

Becoming an immortal is already within easy reach.

"In order to become an immortal, you need to practice Qi again, and to become an immortal in destiny, you have to wait until you are eighty years old. Is this how you become an immortal?"

Gu Wen chuckled a few times, and then muttered: "Those who stand upright with the sky and the earth are human beings, and those who bear the mountains and rivers are immortals."

He has completed the Nine-Nine Dao Basics, he has collected all the things needed to become an immortal in his destiny, and he has obtained everything.

But this is still not enough, not enough at all. I must be truly invincible, and be like no one before or since!

If my Dharma image reaches the sky, all Dharmas will be perfect, and I will be unparalleled in battle.

How can the trees stop me? How can the heaven and the earth stop me? How can everything be perfect?

The Ten Thousand Heavenly Essence is absorbed into Zhaolie's method, Zhaolie's spear method, sword method, body method, mind method, and soul method are all perfect!

The Emperor Wan Zhang enters the Zhao Lie Dharma Appearance, and the Dharma Appearance rises up from the Dharma Appearance of Zhao Lie. The Dharma Appearance rises up to the level of Dharma Appearance, and the Dharma Appearance rises up to the level of Dharma Appearance. The perfection of the Dharma Appearance is also transcendent!

All the heavenly marrow and imperial essence flow into the Zhaolie Dharma, and all the magical powers and immortality methods learned are kneaded into the Zhaolie Dharma.

The first one dared to go against the grain and kill the prince of the dynasty, hence the name Zhaolie.

Now he dares to go against the general trend.

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In the 20th year of Daxia, the Three Realms fell into silence. All parties were no longer restless and did not dare to be restless.

Everyone is waiting for a result, the end of the dispute between Jianmu and Qingcang.

Gu Wen opened his eyes and sat by the window in the house as before, bathing in the moonlight and reading a book with his head down.

She raised her head and glanced at Gu Wen, with confusion flashing in her eyes, and said, "Why can't I see clearly your cultivation level? Are you ninety-nine perfect?"

Gu Wen nodded, then stood up and said, "I'm going to the Demon Realm to get back the last part of the elixir."

The fairy sword suddenly came out of his body and hung quietly in front of him. His thoughts were trembling as it swayed.

"No, the twelve demon clans and Jianmu's incarnation are together. If you go alone, you will only die."

"I want to save my master. Even if there are thirty-six demon ancestors, I will still fight into the demon realm."

Gu Wen spoke in a calm and firm tone every word.

Saving relatives rather than saving the world, this is who he is.

Reaching out to hold the fairy sword, there seemed to be infinite divine light blooming between the palm and the hilt of the sword. The two sides were wrestling, and the balance was tilting towards Gu Wen step by step.
To be continued...