The string of locust wood rosary beads on the wrist of the Baiyun Temple completely exploded, and the sword energy that had been warmed from the wood chips for decades formed white sword lotus in the air.

He didn't care about the frozen Five Thunder Talismans, and the sword lotus just cut off the energy leading to the moat.

The river water suddenly boiled like boiling, and the cold energy condensed into thirty-six iron cows in the river.

The iron bull's body reflects the galaxy, each forming a star map.

Countless water vapor came from all directions with the stars, and the sound of toads in the moat became louder and louder. The sarcoma raised on their backs were like war drums. Their agitated sounds stirred up ripples on the water surface again. The main feet of Baiyunguanguan were once again covered with silver-like light spots. The water vapor pulled from the traction condensed into crystal small swords. The surface of the small sword was floating with the phantoms of the Wei River, Jing River, and Luo River flowed on the pearl surface, and the cold light reflected illuminated a hundred feet a radius like a crystal palace.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Taoist Qingyi raised the wine gourd and drank it again. The wine thread still felt no feeling when it entered his throat, but his mood was extremely refreshing.

"What a breeze, a thousand miles!"

He said the Dharma and followed him. A strong wind blew the crystal small swords that were killing him swaying, and thousands of wind chimes were jingling in the void.

"Mr. Nephew."

He suddenly turned slowly and turned his back to Baiyun Temple's master, "You have accumulated energy for so many years to fight with me, but have you ever thought about how I have ever really fought with others in the past? What I have accumulated is not just my energy? Your Baiyun Temple has always been too regular and knowing that I am not using my own body, but why did you subconsciously fall into a trap when you fight with me?"

His back also jingled.

Coins one by one tore up his clothes like a living thing and rolled to the ground.

"I'm here tonight, would you have to fight me tonight?"

Coins fell on the ground, as if a yin spring was dug out on the ground, and the faint green yin energy kept gushing out from the square hole.

The voice of Taoist Qingyi kept ringing sarcastically, "Do you know that Ziweiyuan moved three inches east tonight?"

In the moat, the thirty-six iron cows were wrapped in starlight and broke through the water. The green yin energy rushed like a tide, blocking them on the shore.

"Do you know that the star officials in Chang'an are no longer comparable to those in the Sui Dynasty. Compared with the Qin and Han Dynasties, it has been regressing for many years."

"As for traction of the earth."

Taoist Qingyi raised his head proudly, "How can one of the local masters in Chang'an be three points to me?"

The earthly air in the boiling river water made a sound like a chuckling sound. The toads that had been given a Taoist talisman died instantly. The vital energy mixed with mud and sand twisted into a spiral shape, like chains twisting the iron cow wrapped around the starlight, dragging it into the river again.

The fine sand easily wiped out the star maps on these iron cows like jade.

There was no fluctuation on the face of the Baiyun Temple.

Not far behind him, the copper nails on the city gate began to burst one by one, and fire magpies emerged from each nail hole.

The fire magpie instantly formed a large array of heavenly fire, burning the tide-like yin energy.

The true energy that had accumulated most of his life poured into the sky and the earth like a broken river. Countless crystal small swords in the sky suddenly accelerated, like countless rain lines squeezing towards the Taoist Qingyi.

The body of Taoist Qingyi suddenly swelled, like a corpse soaked in the river.

The blood in his body twisted and formed strange runes, and countless cracks appeared on his skin. The fire in the sky fire formation arranged by Baiyun Temple was instantly pulled by his body, forming tiny droughts in his runes.

"Ziweiyuan moved eastward, and used the Tianhuo Array to burn my yin energy, and used the Rain Sword Array to deal with me. It was a three-year severe drought in Longyou Road."

The Taoist Qingyi waved his hand and shot out the seven copper coins, and the countless rain swords that were coming towards him instantly shattered.

He walked towards Baiyun Temple. As the majestic aura collided, Baiyun Temple flew backwards, and blood mist gushed out of his mouth.

"You block me for Chang'an, I won't kill you."

The Taoist Qingyi glanced at the Lord of Baiyun Temple. His voice was just starting to rise, and the man had crossed the city wall and was already on the streets in the city.

Chang'an's tall and wide city walls are like first-level stone steps to him.

However, in order to cross this stone staircase, he has been working for at least fifty years.

A gray-haired man stood in the middle of the street.

"Li Deyi?"

The flesh and blood on the face of the Taoist Qingyi had already cracked, so when he looked at Li Deyi and smiled, there seemed to be a lot of open mouths on his face, "Do you stand here mean the emperor? Is this the price you need to pay to become the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty?"

When his voice sounded, the smell of rouge and water powder oozed from the wall of Anyifang to his right, and mandala flowers grew from the wall powder of the night-selifang wall, and each petal was imprinted with the Sanskrit word of the Diamond Sutra.

A knife mark appeared on the robe of the Taoist Qingyi. He stopped in surprise and saw the roof tiles on the left tiles constantly shattering, and the fragments of the roof tiles pouring down like waterfalls, forming the word "Abi" in the air. The lanterns on the wall on the right suddenly burst out with white fires, and Tantric mantras flowed in the fire.

Many copper coins flowed out of the sleeves of the Taoist Qingyi's clothes, forming a long sword in his hand.

He calmly waved a sword towards the wall where the mandala flowers bloomed. The mandala flowers on the wall disappeared instantly. There was no sword mark on the wall, but a figure in a monk's robe appeared in the corner of the wall stroked his chest and began to cough up blood.

A sword mark on her chest slowly widened, and blood began to soak her monk's robe.

"The descendants of Dou's family, the emperor's captive practitioner, are more uncomfortable than death, and I won't kill you."

The Taoist Qingyi threw out the long sword casually, and Li Deyi's hands suddenly turned into thousands of arms, and countless swords flew over and filled the long street.

However, all the sword auras shattered in an instant, and thousands of arms disappeared. A blood hole appeared in the palms of Li Deyi's hands, and blood kept dripping along his five fingers.

The Taoist Qingyi looked at Li Deyi and said sarcastically, "If you kill you, you may be happy, but Li's confidentiality."

After saying this, he looked at the end of the road again.

There seemed to be no one at the end of the road, but his tone became more and more contemptuous, "If you don't dare to come out to see me, don't bother me, wait until I've seen Xuan Qing."

No one responded in the long street.

The Taoist Qingyi suddenly frowned.

He felt a great swordsman not far away and looked at him coldly.

A frost seemed to come towards his throat along the night, but the man seemed to suddenly lose interest in him and turned around and left.

This sword intent gave him a sense of danger, so that the outline of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda fell into his eyes at this time, like an extremely wide sword under the moonlight.

The moment the Taoist in Qingyi stepped on the bluestone steps, eight lotus-shaped Buddha light appeared on the ground, and each lotus petal appeared in Sanskrit in the Heart Sutra.

The bronze beast head of the tower gate suddenly whimpered, and turbid tears oozed out of his eyes, condensed into four big words "The sea of ​​bitterness is endless" on the stone steps.

The tower was light and dark, and eighteen eternal lamps lit up by themselves. The Taoist in Qingyi climbed up the steps, and each floor of the sutra cabinet was automatically opened. Countless scriptures were suspended in the air to form a barrier. The second layer of the Diamond Sutra turned into golden chains and wrapped around him. He bent his fingers and popped up a copper coin, and the chains broke into gold powder.

The statue of the god on the mural kept breaking out of the wall, and the Venerable's demon-subduing pestle hit his heavenly spirit, and the Buddha raised his hand and slapped the Buddha seal.

"Xuanqing, is this the way to treat guests?" The Taoist Qingyi pointed like a sword. When the Foyin touched his eyebrows, the yin energy gushed out of his fingertips corroded into the insect-like hole. Black blood oozed out of the gap in the ten thousand words. The Taoist Qingyi opened his mouth and squirted as he spoke, and the black blood condensed the sword and smashed the Venerable's demon-subduing pestle.

Master Xuanqing sat quietly on the seventh floor, and the moonlight fell softly on him. He did not open his mouth, but his response rang out from the forehead of Taoist Qingyi, "It's just that this tower feels that you are not a guest. It feels that you have malicious intentions towards it, which has nothing to do with me."

"How can the dead thing in Tanai trap me?"

The Taoist Qingyi had already reached the seventh floor while talking. He looked at Master Xuanqing and smiled slightly: "But I don't know anything like this dead person."

Master Xuanqing also smiled slightly and responded, "It has nothing to do with dead things. There is no one in this world who traps you."

Taoist Qingyi sat down opposite him, and a trace of fatigue appeared in his eyes. The faint fire of hatred suddenly spread endlessly in the depths of his pupils. "According to your opinion, is it that I am trapped by myself? But if someone believes, why should I sleep by myself?"
Chapter completed!