When Fang Jie was talking to Yang Jian by the river, many things happened elsewhere.

Dongjiang is fighting, and the coastline is covered in blood.

Chang'an is fighting, and there is blood under the city wall.

Montenegro

The man in white walked slowly, and as he stepped, the person had disappeared. When he saw him, he was far away. However, when he saw him, he was no longer the one who had seen him before.

He didn't walk for long from the Central Plains to the Grassland.

When the sun rose, he walked to Camel City. When the sun set, he walked to the royal court. When the sun rose again, he was already at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain.

I don’t know how long he hasn’t been asleep, maybe he doesn’t need to sleep anymore. But his face is exhausted. Even a person like him, sleeplessness seems to be unaffected for so many days. He is just a little anxious and wants to see what is constantly changing the world.

If he discovers the truth, then his cultivation began to appear more than a thousand years ago, which can be solved.

Perhaps no one in this world wants to know the truth more urgently than him. He has reached such high places, and what he sees is far from what ordinary people see. The longer he lives, the more he feels that something in this world is controlling the direction of people.

He has done a lot over the years, and everything is just for one goal.

Find this thing on earth and see what it is.

When he knew that Great Freedom came from the West, he suddenly thought of something and understood something. So he came and had to come. He walked very quickly and was even more anxious. A thought always emerged from his heart along the way, and even if he didn't want to think about it, he couldn't suppress it.

He felt that he might be dying.

He was always pursuing the truth, but he suddenly thought, if the truth came, would he die?

When he walked to the foot of the Daxue Mountain, he raised his head and looked at the towering building halfway up the mountain.

Dalun Temple

The man in white asked himself, are you afraid of death? If you are afraid of death, it should be too late to turn around and leave now. If you are not afraid of death, then don’t hesitate to walk up the mountain. Then he was a little surprised to find that he was still afraid of death. So... he stepped up the stone steps.

It turns out that fear of death does not mean retreating.

It seemed that he knew he was coming, and the bell that had not been ringed for a long time in Dalun Temple rang. On the snow-capped mountains that never melted all year round, it seemed that only when the bell sounded was a little popular. The man in white listened to the bell while walking, as if there was something obscure in it.

Whether it is winter, summer, spring and autumn, there is always only white color above the hillside of the Daxue Mountain. In the past, when the incense of Dalun Temple was in its prime, the white ones were decorated with yellow monk's robes and red cassocks. After the destruction of the Buddha of the Yuan Dynasty, although Dalun Temple had not yet fallen, it seemed that the war had taken away the few angers here.

Dalun Temple is built on a rock. Whether you look from a distance, it can be called a magical craft. It seems that only gods can make such works of art... From a distance, the entire temple seems to be carved without any human spirit.

This time, the man in white did not go out far away like before, but climbed up step by step. At this point, he did not want to waste a trace of internal energy. This is a very wonderful and weird place, which has a supreme position for a thousand years.

Ordinary people will have the urge to kneel down and kowtow on the way up the mountain.

But the man in white suddenly wanted to tear down the place, and it was completely removed. Then he thought of Yang Qi, the man who was very young compared to him but seemed to see more clearly than he did. The man in white suddenly thought whether Yang Qi saw through something earlier than him, so he was so paranoid that he wanted to kill the Great Lun Ming King and destroy the temple.

Whether it is or not.

The man in white knew that he had embarked on the same path as Yang Qi.

Where the mountain gate opens

Hundreds of monks walked out slowly, and their hands were folded when they walked. After they came out, they stood silently on both sides, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the man in white with the most solemn etiquette. However, there was no expression on their faces, no joy or disgust.

There is nothing.

The man in white knew that these monks were called golden-body monk soldiers and were called immortal.

"It's useless"

The man in white murmured, then raised his hand and sprinkled it forward, his movements were so natural and ordinary. It was like a farmer sprinkling seeds, just like a farmer feeding chickens sprinkling chicken food. But even such simple and ordinary actions made people feel like a god casting spells. What sprinkled it out was not seeds or chicken food, but divine light.

He reached out and sprinkled forward.

The hundreds of golden-body monks died.

So easy.

The golden monk soldiers were not living people. They might have died a long time ago, but their bodies did not get peace, but were made into one of the most fierce weapons of the Buddha Sect. This time, they did not really die, but died completely.

With the movement of the man in white, the heads of the two golden monk soldiers closest to him exploded immediately. This was just the beginning. Like dominoes, the heads exploded from near to far in sequence, and all the way to the entrance of the Dalun Temple. If you can ignore the fact that the person's head exploded, you can also imagine this scene as a welcome firecracker.

But this firecracker is a bit expensive.

Hundreds of golden-body monk soldiers, who were called immortal, died like this... These hundreds of golden-body monk soldiers were left after the Battle of the Mongols and Yuan Dynasty, and most of them were destroyed in that war. You should know how many practitioners gathered in order to eliminate these golden-body monk soldiers. Today, in the eyes of the man in white, those golden-body monk soldiers were like porcelain that looked very beautiful, and they would be broken as soon as they were beaten.

No

These golden monk soldiers also don't look pretty either.

Ugly porcelain.

The man in white walked to the door of Dalun Temple on the wreckage all over the ground, but his feet were not stained with any dirt. The door was open and there was no one blocking it.

He walked in.

So I saw a great freedom.

...

...

Isn’t Great Freedom in the Central Plains? Isn’t it by Yang Jian, the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty?

How could he be in Dalun Temple? Is he actually much faster than the man in white? He came first when he was later? If so, how terrible is Great Freedom?

The man in white didn't think there was anything scary, but just nodded thoughtfully with relief.

“There is indeed one here.”

He said.

This is a spotless freedom wearing a white monk's robe, just like the great freedom next to Yang Jian who was wearing a purple brocade dress. It has a face that is more perfect than a stunning woman, and has a pure and flawless temperament like a lotus. Of course, it also has a shocking cultivation.

But

The one who came across from this Da Zizai was not Fang Jie, Xiang Qingniu, nor Yang Jian, but the man in white.

In Tonggu Academy, so many perverted people were dissatisfied with each other. The reason why such a group of people gathered together and discussed some things calmly was because they were all afraid of this man in white, although almost no one in Tonggu Academy had seen him.

"Someone asked me to tell you that you shouldn't come."

Da Zizai put his hands together, nodded slightly and saluted the man in white and said.

"Someone?"

The man in white smiled, with a little disdain in his smile: "Is he really a human?"

Da Zizai also smiled, and seemed to be amused by the man in white's question: "So... are you human?"

The man in white nodded seriously: "I am a human being."

Da Zizai shook his head seriously: "You are not a human... You cannot live for a thousand years. In the eyes of ordinary people, even if you only perform one-tenth of your cultivation, they will kneel down and bow sincerely and regard you as a god. You are already a god, why do you still say that you are a human?"

The man in white replied: "Because people are good, God is not good."

Such a conversation seems meaningless, just like two children discussing something, one is good and the other is bad, and they both stubbornly think that they are right, but no one can make sense. If you say that people are good, they say that God is good, why are they good? What if they don’t care, they think they are right anyway.

"If someone says that a person is good and bad, then I must say he is an idiot."

Da Zizai said, "But it is you who said this, so I can't say you are an idiot. It's not because you have extraordinary wisdom, nor because you live older than the Great Wheel King, it's because I can't beat you."

“Is Great Freedom the same as Great Freedom?”

The man in white suddenly asked.

Da Zizai was silent for a while, then shook her head: "Someone told me that there are no two identical leaves in this world. Even if they look the same on the surface, if you look closely, you will find that the veins are different. Leaves and leaves are different, so Da Zizai and Da Zizai are also different."

“Where is different?”

The man in white asked again.

Da Zizai thought about it and replied: "I'm smarter."

The man in white couldn't help laughing: "You are really a lovely and free."

Da Zizai asked, "So you don't kill me, right?"

"It's wrong."

The man in white shook his head: "How could he not kill you? I killed the hundreds of golden-body monk soldiers at the entrance of Dalun Temple because the so-called god you said wanted to tell me that there could be something that doesn't exist. The golden-body monk soldiers were originally something that shouldn't appear, but he made it out. Then I killed the golden-body monk soldiers, trying to tell him... There is nothing, and there is nothing that can be done."

He pointed to Dazizai: "You shouldn't have something, so you can't have it either."

Da Zizai's face changed and he wanted to retreat.

But he failed to retreat because his reaction and cultivation were far worse than the man in white. Before he could move his feet, his head exploded. Just like the golden monk soldiers outside the temple gate, when it exploded, it seemed like a firecracker inserted into a watermelon and ignited it.

Dazizai continued to walk forward, turned a small door and walked through a path with high walls on both sides, and then arrived at the hanging hall. From here, he walked up the stone steps embedded on the cliffs and entered the place where Dalun Temple truly represents the status, Mingwang Hall.

But

Just below this hanging stone steps.

The man in white saw another great freedom.

Yes

Another one.

So the man in white frowned and whispered two words: "It's so annoying."
To be continued...