270 chapters, the King of Ming Dynasty fell red pen, the golden body turned into a tree and could not escape love

Shan Wuwei turned around and said to Jingting Mountain, "Fairy boy, you know I won't look back, why bother to ask this question? Mei Zhenyi set up three passes to block the road, what about you?" This is the voice transmission from the immortal family, and mortals are not allowed to hear it.

Qingfeng was silent for a long time and said slowly: "If you deduce it forward, you will choose a temple here to build a temple. The reason has already started. If you tell the past again, each religion will establish a temple in Wuzhou, and it will be impossible to deduce it. Is the national teacher here who wants to discuss the right or wrong of cause and effect?"

Shan Wuwei shook his head and said, "No, since that arrow came out, I can't discuss it clearly. I will not talk about this matter, but only ordered the mountain god to be eliminated, and the cause and condition will be destroyed."

Qingfeng: "When the green snow is left, it is inevitable that today's events will be done. That arrow is equivalent to shooting me."

Shan Wuwei: "Today I just put my pen and cut my title, and I don't want to get entangled."

Qingfeng sighed: "Shen Wuwei, if you step into this mountain, you will be the King of Ming. If I don't want to make a grudge with the King of Ming, I should have you cut off the position of the mountain god. Can you ask, what will happen if the Green Snow will be if you make a mistake?"

Qingfeng shouted a name "The King of Ming" with the witty words of the immortals. Shan Wuwei asked back: "The fairy child is good at deducing, why do you still ask me?"

If you don’t answer, you will answer. Mei Zhenyi, a witty word from the Shrine of the Shrine, already knows that if Shan Wuwei gave a single stroke, he will first cut off the position of Green Snow, cut off the connection between her original body and the entire Jingting Mountain Qi Lingshu, and secondly, she will cut off the merits of her practice as a mountain god over the years, and her cultivation is still the same as the tea tree spirit forty-six years ago, and all the causes and conditions related to the mountain god were completely cut off.

What a great magical power! What damage will this cause to Luxue? No one can tell it clearly, it is definitely not as simple as it seems. Letting an adult who has grown up only have the power of his childhood does not mean returning to childhood.

Qingfeng pondered for a long time and said, "Luxue guarded the temple for me and Mingyue for nearly half a hundred years, and protected the Golden Immortal Cave with the power of the mountain god. If this is caused by an explanation, it will be my responsibility."

Shan Wuwei: "What do the fairy child want? Do you want me not to obey the order?"

Qingfeng: "I can neither let Luxue take responsibility nor stop you from writing. Mingwang, please go up the mountain. Except for you and me, the immortals in the world should not enter Jingting again." This sentence blocked Mei Zhenyi and the rest of the people outside the mountain.

Shan Wuwei took his pen and walked up the mountain with his pen in his robes. The barrier of the cave opened and the winding path appeared. Shan Wuwei walked up the road. He had already arrived at the Green Snow Temple halfway up the mountain. He only looked at the statue of the god on the altar. He did not stop at his feet, but went to the deep mountains. His figure passed through the mottled bamboo shadows, walked out of the bamboo forest, entered the wild peach garden, passed the sky stone, and entered the Jingting Valley.

The deep valley is surrounded by lush grass and trees, and there seems to be no end. He can't walk through the central spiritual forest of the Shan Shen Cave. Shan Wuwei stomped his feet and suddenly a road appeared in front of him. The valley was like a fog being blown away, or it seemed to be surrounded by another fog. The surrounding scenery changed in a daze, and he was still standing in the same valley. But the space seemed different.

Walking a few steps forward, there is a tea tree more than two feet tall in the center between the surrounding mountains. This tree is different from other big trees. Its figure is not burly but beautiful. The green and slender leaves are graceful and stretched. The branches of the tender green land are sparse and dense, the trunks are not very thick, and they stand tall and graceful in the valley full of charm - this is the true face of the Green Snow Origin.

Shan Wuwei also changed, his face showed anger. There were eight arms on the left and right, holding swords and ropes. The second one held a cinnabar pen in his right hand and walked up to pick up the pen and circled the tree. He drew a cinnabar seal on the tree.

Seeing the fallen leaves flying, the tea tree quickly withered, but Shan Wuwei frowned. As the withered and withered, the tree disappeared from the front of him, including this valley blowing away like a fog, returning to its previous appearance. This is Qingfeng's great magic power transfer power. Although Shan Wuwei criticized the tree, Qingfeng removed the green snow body. It only showed the withered illusion.

Qingfeng's transfer is the best in the world. I remember that when I moved Cuiting Temple out of the mountain, even the sitting statue attached to the Bodhisattva's spiritual consciousness was sent away. Earlier, he cooperated with Zhenyuan Daxian, and with the help of Mingyuedi, he moved the spiritual roots of the heaven and earth from Kunlun Fairyland to Wuguanzhuang intact. Now, he is familiar with the green snow body in the mountains.

Not only that, he also moved the mountain, so that Shan Wuwei could not find the divine wood forest. At this time, the voice of Qingfeng came: "The pen has fallen, the emperor's order has been completed, and the national master can turn around."

Shan Wuwei shouted: "You can't drink and you can't move the King of Ming. Can the Master turn back? Can the King of Ming turn back? Such skillful methods are not a good way to defraud yourself!"

"I just let you complete the emperor's destiny. The rest is between me and the Ming King." Qingfeng said this and then disappeared.

Shan Wuwei took a step forward, but the direction did not change, but what he saw in front of him was rotating. He opened his eight arms and shouted, the mountain shape stopped, and then stepped out again, entering a vast valley. In the valley, he saw another two-meter tea tree. He found the place where the breeze moved to the green snow.

Still stride forward and circled the tree, and after writing, the fallen leaves of the tree withered and disappeared before his eyes - once again removed by the great power of the breeze, only withered and illusion. With the change of the mountain, Shan Wuwei didn't know where he was in the mountains.

This is a strange battle between two masters. Qingfeng did not act like attacking Shan Wuwei at all, but helped Luxue avoid it. The worldly magic is just superb. The acting between these two is not as mysterious as Qingfeng and Gabriel fighting. Qingfeng and Luxue avoid it. Shan Wuwei breaking the law is all a contest between great magic powers.

Shan Wuwei has to go up the mountain to approve the trees, and he has to find this tree.

This battle lasted not long, only one day and one night, Qingfeng was moving at the twelve hours, Shan Wuwei took a step to break the method, and even the twelve tea trees were not really criticized for the green snow. On the afternoon of the second day, Shan Wuwei moved with the mountain again. When he stepped into the sacred wood forest, he only saw Qingfeng Xiantong's silver silk feathered clothes floating, standing in front of the tea tree.

"The fairy boy, the direction and movements at the twelve hours are broken, and there is nothing to avoid." Shan Wuwei raised his pen and said.

Qingfeng did not answer, sighed and retreated, and disappeared into the tea tree. This time it was Shan Wuwei's turn to be stunned. He picked up his pen and asked before he could fall down. "Fairy boy, why are you doing this?"

"I will take responsibility, please criticize me." The sound of the breeze came from nowhere.

If Shan Wuwei falls, it is not only Green Xue, but also Qingfeng’s Dharma body. Wuzhou is gathered, and there are no major conflicts between various religions and sects, no matter how many open and secret battles there are, there is no major conflict on the surface, but this pen at this time is equivalent to making the conflict public. Shan Wuwei falls or not?

"King Ming, if it is ruthless, there is no need to show mercy." Qingfeng's voice came again.

"Qingfeng, would you know this have happened?" Shan Wuwei asked.

"Yes." Qingfeng answered a word.

Shan Wuwei nodded, and fell down, leaving a vermilion mark in circles around the tree. Then he saw that the cinnabar in his hand had been used up and the brush strokes turned pure white.

Qingfeng's figure walked out of the tree, and the circle of cinnabar marks on the tree disappeared. He said to Shan Wuwei expressionlessly: "You are here to look for Luxue. And that arrow should be responsible. This matter is over. Thank you for this!... But from the location of Guangjiao Temple to the red pen in Jingting Mountain, you should also bear it yourself. Don't blame others for being rude, go down the mountain!" His tone was to scold and expel the guests.

Mei Zhenyi was always guarding outside Jingting Mountain. The next afternoon, she suddenly felt a surge of magic power coming from the mountain. It then dissipated in the wind, and then the barrier of Jingting Mountain disappeared. Shan Wuwei saw that there was no pen in his hand and floated down from the mountain road with a serious expression. He even turned a blind eye to Mei Zhenyi in front of the mountain gate and headed straight towards Qingjiao Temple.

Mei Zhenyi's immortal family had a keen sense of spiritual consciousness. Suddenly, he heard the cry of Luxury coming from the mountains. He was shocked and rushed to check it out.

Outside the Luxue Temple, Qingfeng sat on the ground, leaning against a green bamboo as thick as a bowl, his face was as bad as gold, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. When he looked closely, his face had not changed and he was not sweating, but he had this illusion in the immortal spiritual consciousness. Luxue knelt beside Qingfeng, holding a sleeve on his ground with both hands, and was crying. Tears fell like pearls with broken threads.

I thought something happened to Luxue. Now I see that Luxue is fine, but Qingfeng is not right. Mei Zhenyi asked in a lost voice: "Luxue, what's wrong with the fairy boy?"

Luxue reached out with tears to untied the collar of Qingfeng lichen. The silver silk feathered clothes were transformed by the magic power of the Golden Immortal. How could her little tea tree spirit be untied? However, it was untied. There was a striking vermilion mark on Qingfeng's waist, and she wrapped her waist around her like a close-fitting belt.

"The golden body is still there, and the King of Ming has cut off my magic power of the 1,300-year-old earthly golden immortal. If the cinnabar traces are not eliminated, I will not be able to recover. Mei Zhenyi, I may not be able to help you for a long time." Qingfeng opened his eyes and replied, his voice extremely weak.

This sentence may not be understood by someone else, for example, Lu Xue does not understand it very well, while Mei Zhenyi, a true immortal, understands the mystery of it. Her cultivation cannot be removed. Unless her actions and mental state are damaged, the immortal body may also be damaged. For example, Mei Danzuo damaged his deity's Dharma body in a battle in Jingting Mountain and hid in Kunlun Fairyland for 23 years to recover from his injuries.

Qingfeng is not the damage to the Dharma body of the deity at this moment, but it is similar to another special situation. For example, Mei Zhenyi killed the black dragon in Pengze Lake and fired 128 divine sky thunders in a row. Finally, he exhausted his spirit and fell to the clouds. Later, he returned to the mountain to cultivate for half a year before he recovered.

Have you ever seen Qingfeng have such a situation? No, it is almost impossible for him. Even Gabriel and Qingfeng play the magic in the Kingdom of Heaven, the outcome is not so exaggerated. How many years have Qingfeng practiced? Mei Zhenyi didn’t know, but since he arrived at the spiritual roots of Wenzui Mountain, he has been an immortal. It has been 1,902 years and has been a golden immortal for more than 1,300 years.

How did Shan Wuwei do it? Mei Zhenyi didn't know it. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed Qingfeng's pulse door and asked, "How long does it take to recover? How could this happen?"

Qingfeng replied lightly: "I don't know how long it will take. Since I noticed the change on Linglong Tower, I have expected this to happen. It was my own choice."

Hearing these words, Lu Xue's tears dripped down her cheeks and replied: "The fairy child was asked to put into my original body, and received the title of Shan Wuwei's criticism. Except for the barriers surrounding the Jingting Mountain Cave Mansion disappeared, I was fine, but the fairy child became like this."

Qingfeng raised his hand to wipe a teardrop of Luxue, looked up at her and said, "Don't cry anymore, the tears you shed for me, I will eventually return them. If I continue crying, I am afraid that I will not be able to pay them back."

This sentence made Luxue dare not cry anymore, and temporarily stopped her sad voice. Qingfeng turned his head and said, "Mei Zhenyi. When you gave me a mountain, I also borrowed your hand to get the Daluo Achievement Pill. In addition, have I helped you a lot over the years?"

"Of course." Mei Zhenyi nodded repeatedly and couldn't say more. How much trouble Qingfeng caused and how much help he helped him, even Mei Zhenyi himself couldn't figure out.

"Why is this transaction so heavy?" Mei Zhenyi asked a very puzzled question.

Qingfeng: "My magic power is too strong, and this transaction must be heavy. Otherwise, it will not be able to fall... Don't talk about these for now. Can you please help me?"

Mei Zhenyi: "Please say it."

Qingfeng's voice was very faint and weak, but he was shocked when he spoke: "When you are here, good and fearless will not enter Wuzhou, and the king of Ming cannot appear in the world of saints without moving!"

"Okay!" Mei Zhenyi agreed immediately. How could his cultivation be compared with Shan Wuwei? But Qingfeng's words were filled with a faint divine thought, telling him a very mysterious thing.

Shan Wuwei cut off Qingfeng's magic power for 1,300 years. If the cinnabar trace does not retreat, he cannot use the power of the spiritual platform transformation, and the damage to the deity's Dharma body is difficult to recover. However, Qingfeng is not in vain. As long as the cinnabar trace does not retreat, the great magic power of the King of Ming will not be dispersed.

After this reduction, coupled with Shan Wuwei's practice for more than 90 years in this life, can Mei Zhenyi fight him? Yes! The result of the action is also very lingering, but Qingfeng has already spoken, Mei Zhenyi will definitely agree, whether it is for repaying kindness or other reasons.

Qingfeng said again: "You have the intention to kill and also have the desire to bear. You once opened an unknown villa in Kunlun Fairyland to hide from the tranquility, but you still can't be tranquility, so just look for tranquility yourself."

This is true. Since Mei Zhenyi brought Qingfeng back to Wuzhou, it has become the center of a calm vortex on the surface. Various sects have set up a temple here to make a move, trying to deduce the situation with great powers. Mei Zhenyi has become a chess piece. Mei Zhenyi has been enduring until Shan Wuwei set up Guangjiao Temple. Mei Zhenyi simply went to Kunlun Fairyland to open an unknown villa.

Now the frontal conflict has finally happened. It makes sense for Qingfeng to ask Mei Zhenyi to expel guests. Theoretically, the mountain god has been cut, so there is no need to talk about Green Snow anymore. But according to the practitioners, Shan Wuwei put the temple at the door of the Jinxian Cave. Qingfeng wanted to expel not the temple of Qingjiao Temple. Shan Wuwei, or directly, the King of Ming.

This has nothing to do with the imperial edict, nor has it to do with the identity of Shan Wuwei's national master. It is purely a discussion among practitioners. Qingfeng has no spare energy, but he asked Mei Zhenyi to help, or gave Mei Zhenyi a chance to chase people. Mei Zhenyi ascended a small immortal, but wanted to expel the Unmoved King of Ming. This matter has a great impact!

Mei Zhenyi bowed in front of Qingfeng and said, "This is something I want to do, and it cannot be considered a helping fairy child. It is the fairy child who pays a big price to help me."

Qingfeng reluctantly waved his sleeves: "Okay, go, don't worry about me. This is the ultimate of the Golden Immortal Realm, and it is inevitable that the disaster will be inevitable. Don't come to me again if you have nothing to do. If you have something to do, it's useless to find me...Luxue, send me to the Shenmu Forest."

Luxue stood up in the arms of Qingfeng and floated towards the deep mountains. The once powerful golden immortal was surrounded by the great magic power of the Unmoved King of Ming, and at this moment he could not even walk.

Mei Zhenyi flew out of Jingting Mountain and went straight to the sky above Qingjiao Temple. She shouted loudly on the clouds: "When Zunming King, please show up and see me."

"There is no King of Immortality here, only the old monk Shan Wuwei." Shan Wuwei's divine thought came.

"Above the clouds, there are all kinds of witty words about the immortals and the Śrāvakas. It is not bad for you to call you like this. No matter what appearance you are, please show up and see you." Mei Zhenyi replied without hesitation.

The storm in front of him was changing, Shan Wuwei's figure appeared out of thin air, and he put his hands together and said, "The matter of the God of Jingting Mountain is over, what advice does Master Mei have?"

Mei Zhenyi: "This matter has been settled, so the past matter has been gone. Do you still want to stay here? I am here to expel guests!"

Shan Wuwei: "Why are you expelling guests?"

Mei Zhenyi: "If you don't talk about the imperial edict, your identity as a national teacher, or the temple under your feet, you and me will discuss it. I will give Jingting Mountain to Qingfeng as the Golden Immortal Temple, but you blocked the mountain gate to erect the Great Vairocana Dharma throne. As the saying goes, take responsibility, and I cannot give someone such a Golden Immortal Temple, so I came to expel it!"

Shan Wuwei: "Are you coming by yourself or for the breeze?"

Mei Zhenyi firmly said that: "It's my own business."

Shan Wuwei pointed to the Qingjiao Temple under his feet: "This temple has been established. If you argue about the dispute between practitioners, you should do the best and worst of the Dharma. Do you want to fight with me?"

Mei Zhenyi nodded and said, "No, according to the rules of practice since ancient times, since I came to the door, then you can tell me. Ten days later, I will come to ask for advice."

After saying this, Mei Zhenyi turned around and was about to leave, Shan Wuwei said again: "How many people take action? So what about the outcome?"

"I'll talk about it then, I'll just tell you today!" Mei Zhenyi left a word and left without looking back.

Before he returned to Qingyi Sanshan, he felt a wind coming from behind his head. A sharp magic power slapped it. Mei Zhenyi was alert, but she did not dodge and fight back. She shrank her neck and shouted: "Master, please be gentle!"

Zhongli Quan took action very hard. He directly slapped Mei Zhenyi from the sky and fell into Miaomen Mountain. As soon as Mei Zhenyi landed on the ground, Zhongli Quan also landed in front of him and grabbed his lichen collar and said, "Boy, have you taken the wrong medicine? You actually want to make a fight with the King of Buddy Zunming and expel him?...I was drinking with Zhenyuan Daxian in Wanshou Mountain, and you were shocked from the world!"

Mei Zhenyi bowed and said, "I am helpless and just want to report the causes and consequences. It is not a madness, but it is necessary to do something, but it has disturbed you."
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