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199, the big black sky

When "Du Qingming" heard this, he did not speak, but instead fell into silence.

Seeing this, the figure in the white mist saw this, thinking about asking for something, he lowered his posture and said in a gentle tone: "The seal you left back then is so terrible? It traps you so hard? You preach the Dharma seven people. If we are not wrong, you are the seven sacrifices you have cultivated for your resurrection in the future, right?"

"No, it's six."

"Du Qingming" heard the figure in Bai Wu say this before speaking.

"Six? Are the lotus monks? The lotus monks were passed down by you, just like half of them..." The figure in the white mist was talking, but was interrupted by "Du Qingming".

"Du Qingming" said: "It's my little disciple I haven't seen before. From the day he went up the mountain at the age of five, I couldn't see him. At first, I didn't care. It was not until he became my seventh disciple that I realized this. Then, I found that I couldn't do anything to him at all."

"What's going on?" The figure in Bai Wu couldn't help but be shocked.

Before they fought with Dama Monk, they thought they were no worse than Dama Monk, but after they took action, they realized that the two of them joined forces were not enemies of Dama Monk!

The Damascus monk back then was terrible.

Facing two Wunings, they were still completely crushed.

What kind of existence should a person who even the Great Mahayana monk have no choice?

"I left the Lotus Temple and realized on the way that this is the reason for the destiny of heaven. As he grew up, the destiny of heaven in this world is also reviving." The monk Damasaki continued.

Du Qingming has been occupied by the Dama Mahara monk, so it is more appropriate to call him Dama Mahara monk at this time.

"The fate of heaven is restored?" The figure in Bai Wu spoke in surprise. This was not the person who had been talking to Dama Monk, but the other one. His voice was softer than the former, and it was a very neutral voice, not rough or delicate.

"Do you really think this world is called Yingchoujian?" The monk Dama suddenly laughed, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, but he was not about the two figures in the white mist.

He continued: "That greedy white dragon attempts to occupy this world and make the fruit of the world available for oneself, so as to continue his life and even restore his youth. However, this is the place left by the man who killed the Buddha in the past, and it is also something that he already smells like a stinky loach?"

"However, this white dragon has some means and really has to leave its mark in this world, even though he died completely here and turned into a wronged ghost."

"In addition, this white dragon is also quite trustworthy. I have been dead for so many years, and he still remembers to promise that when my disciples were almost killed by the blood lotus, they would rescue them."

Listening to the story of Dama Monk telling the story and telling the secret, Bai Wu's figure was silent.

At this moment, they just feel that they are living in a false world.

After a while, a voice came from the white mist: "So, what was this world originally called?"

"Big Black Sky."

After the Great Monk finished speaking, a flash of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, followed by a faint dragon roar.

The dragon roar seemed to be angry, and it seemed to be accusing something.

It seems like he is scolding someone for going back on his word and not believing in his words.

When the two figures in the white mist heard the words "Big Black Sky", the injuries on their bodies showed signs of improvement in an instant, but what followed was aggravated and a rotten smell came out.

"You two are so serious? Then I will save you first, and I will lend you your teleportation array later." The Great Mohist monk said and walked into the white mist.

The white mist that had originally remained undispersed separated after meeting the Mahayana monk and made way for him.

"Teleportation array? What? The old Taoist practiced in Zhongnan Purple Mansion for three years, but he had never heard of it." A figure in the white mist expressed surprise, and the other figure said thank you.

"You two old hats!" When Damo Monk heard this, he looked a little angry.

"Hey, can you speak well? We started fighting back then because of your words." The thankful voice couldn't help but say.

"It's the secret path that you have hidden. The ancestors of your lineage are amazing and ruthless. They have all cultivated to the unpredictable realm of reincarnation. In order to leave you a way out, they will use their own flesh and blood as materials to melt this teleportation array for you, but your descendants are really not good at it."

...

"Senior Brother Tang, Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Sun, are you back?" Two disciples from Zhongnan Purple Mansion who were in charge of guarding the door greeted him at the foot of Tianshanling.

"Yes, Elder Du is back?" Tang Chijing nodded and asked casually.

"Elder Du came back two days ago, and then I heard from my elders that Elder Du went to meet the two ancestors." A disciple who was guarding the door replied.

"Elder Du went to see the ancestor?" Tang Chi Jing and the other two were surprised, but they didn't think much. At this time, Sun Biwu finally couldn't help but speak, "Senior Brother Lin, are you going to send the golden body of the Rakshasa girl to the Lotus Temple? Can your clan agree?"

Lin Zhenqing glanced at Sun Biwu with great meaning, but laughed and said calmly: "Give it away! Why not give it away! I, Lin Zhenqing, always keep my word and never go back on my word. As for the clan, I think the elders in the family should agree."

After saying that, Lin Zhenqing bowed and said, "Two, I'll take a step first. I have to go back and see if the two little guys in my house are good, haha."

When Sun Biwu saw Lin Zhenqing leaving, a glimmer appeared in his eyes.

The seventeenth-generation family in the Purple Mansion of Zhongnan. The relationship between these seventeen-generation families is not as close as outsiders think. They are both a bit dirty.

For example, this time, after knowing that Tang Chijing and Lin Zhenqing were going to work with Elder Du, he started a relationship at home and arranged for him to go in.

Because the Tang and Lin families have a very good relationship, the children of the two families often get married and become in-laws.

And his Sun family has a good relationship with the Lu family.

Tang Chijing smiled and bowed: "Junior Brother Sun, I'm back too."

"Senior brother, go slowly." He said politely, and Sun Biwu walked towards the site of his family.

This Tianshan Mountain is divided into twenty areas by the 17th-generation family. Each of the 17th-generation family occupies one area, and the other three are one of them to worship the Wuning realm in the mountain gate, and the remaining two are left for other purposes.

There is not only the Zhongnan Zifu family on the Tianshan Mountains, but there are other Linghuan Realm Sects, but they are all small sects, all of which have been driven to the foot of the mountain, but they also have to pay a certain amount of rent to Zhongnan Zifu every month.
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