At dawn, Li Xi'an bid farewell to the guests of the imperial capital.

What surprised Zhao Xingzhou was that Qingyan did not stay in Taihang Mountains, so she chose to go to the imperial capital with them.

The ginkgo plant stayed in the imperial capital because it was not good at fighting in the march. Zhao Xingzhou thought it was going to pick up the Buddha's hand, but unexpectedly, Qingyan stayed in the imperial capital and did not return to Taihang Mountain.

There must be a reason for this, but that is something that people are doing well, so he doesn't plan to ask about it.

In this way, Qingyan and Buddha's hands stayed in the imperial capital for two months.

The imperial capital that has lost its invasion of demons is prosperous and peaceful.

Occasionally, you can see a pale giant tiger lying on the ancient city wall looking into the direction of Taihang. The green tiger's eyes emitted blue and blue electric chips, and I don't know what I was thinking.

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Deep in Taihang, someone walks alone.

Accompanied by the mountain fog, Li Xi'an followed the memories of the past to search.

After two months of hard work, the pool of ink-like evil thoughts in the island in the middle of the lake became much clearer, as it seemed to have turned into pure vows to nourish his body as Rakshasa said.

I'm quite willing to leave the book.

His aura is rising, and now he is almost full. If he wants to, he can enter the extreme palace, forge the palace, and reveal the realm of the imperial Tao. But if he really enters the extreme palace when his bait is not ready, he will probably follow the thoughts of Rakshasa.

The filth invaded the dragon.

Rakshasa wanted the red dragon to fall, and that pool of evil thoughts contained filth.

While Li Xi'an accepted the pure evil thoughts, he accepted the filth in it. The realm of the Red Dragon is increasing, and his aura is becoming violent. The Rakshasa statement is caused by evil thoughts. It seems reasonable, but he does not know that the Red Dragon had dealt with the filth tens of millions of years ago.

He had witnessed the pale and slender limbs of the Kunlun priest and his extremely unclean posture.

Where does the filth come from and what exactly can it lead to? Why do the unshakable people in the bluebird description become enemies of the present world.

Li Xi'an got the conclusion he wanted in Kunlun thousands of years ago.

The so-called filth is the root.

Since this substance can even be eroded by the invincible in the True First Realm, Li Xi'an does not have this strength and dare not bet on his own contact with such things and will not fall into depravity. But he needs to understand what this thing is.

So he accepted the transaction of Rakshasa.

A small amount of filth accumulated in the body and was suppressed by the Xi sword. Rakshasa never thought that the material of the golden long sword was Wudi Kunlun jade, and this level of weapon should not appear in the hands of the creatures in the present world.

Li Xi'an dreamed when he first came into contact with filth.

I dreamed of the edge of the vast starry sea, the dead darkness of the universe. Pure darkness, I thought that the filthy things on Rakshasa were the products left for later generations by hundreds of times diluted, but later I found out that the nature of filth was eternal. It was an eternal quality, and it was irrelevant to the amount of quantity.

When facing the darkness, Jin Zhu was swallowed up. His shadow twisted into a mad dragon, and he opened his sharp teeth to him.

Until the light is blooming, dispelling the shadows.

Let all the twists return to normal.

This is just the beginning. As he accepts pure evil thoughts for a longer time, the more full the breath becomes, the more terrifying the filth becomes. The dream of the Red Dragon is getting closer and closer to the time and space he is in from the cosmic starry sea, and is no longer the dark nothingness.

My most recent dream is Kyushu.

Jiuzhou lost the "Tao". At this point, the ancestors who were based in Zhenyi would never be able to achieve enlightenment and would not be able to become "saints". The Supremes opened up a small world to seal the unshakable people among the ancestors. While preserving the fire, they hoped that they would achieve enlightenment. As long as there was Tao, they could seize it and achieve immortality in the saints.

Even if these creatures become saints, they should be invincible.

The magical power that opens up a small world is as brilliant as the morning glow. This is the birth of countless worlds. The Supremes twisted the nine provinces with their unprecedented power and concealed them from heaven and earth.

How wonderful...

The moment the world was opened, Li Xi'an heard a whisper, which was definitely not the sound in his heart. This sound came from his dream.

It also comes from the boundless darkness.

The ancestors who were sleeping in the small world were found by the shadow of the universe, so they transformed from the towering mountains that guarded the nine provinces into the abyss that annexed the world. It was not that the Supreme looked at people incorrectly, but that the shadows were like snakes, and were everywhere.

"Bang!" The golden fire was ignited, lit up Li Xi'an's dark face, and burned the black air that emerged.

He went to a place on this trip.

This is the last stop in a two-month lone hiking.

Later, we welcome the arrival of that ancestor. Speaking of which, he obtained a token from the demon that day. Maybe he could visit others in person another day, so why bother to come to Taihang Mountain from a long distance to be a guest and get a respectful exchange.

Climb along the mountain road to a certain mountain.

Li Xi'an's journey to the mountains was very slow, no different from an ordinary person. He measured the land of Taihang with his feet and saw the scenery of Taihang with his eyes.

He is familiar with this mountain, but he has never been there in this world.

An old stone tablet could vaguely identify the two words on the stone tablet. He exhaled gently, and the dust was filled with mist, as if he had returned to the past. He really wanted to forget the situation of eighty years, but he couldn't forget it. Taihang remembered for him that a immortal who had lived for only eighty years and a horse demon who did not intend to be a monster had come.

The spirit is circulating and roaring.

The boy sat cross-legged.

The light is blooming, and seal script emerges.

The fire of gold rose from Li Xi'an's body, and he no longer needed the filth, so he burned it out at this moment!

When Li Xi'an slowly opened his eyes, a dark tide suddenly rose in his eyes that had melted gold, as if the night had turned upside down and swallowed the morning light.

The mountains were twisted, but Li Xi'an seemed to turn a blind eye to it.

"It's all your fault that you just left me and ran away, so that I could make me look like this..." The dark and strong dark horse sat cross-legged in a position thousands of years ago, and the horse's hooves formed a pill-carrying style. "Tell me what good way to survive?"

"Try to practice hard, fight to death if you can't beat him, and run to death if you can't beat him." Li Xi'an didn't look back.

"I can't run away... Jiuzhou is here, where can I run?" The voice was so faint that it was covered by the familiar yelling.

"Oh, is this what you really look like?" The dark horse raised his hooves and touched his chin and looked at it for a long time.

"What a pity. If it's a girl, I will marry you."

"You are so virtuous in the filthy dream." Li Xi'an smiled.

"What's the thing? What's the filthy dream?"

"Okay, I don't understand what you say sometimes. I just didn't expect that the last thing I saw was you. It was so fucking bad luck. It was not my beloved little mother!"

"Do you have a beloved little mother?"

"What's wrong with you? I'll look back and you'll have to bury me?"

Li Xi'an was stunned.

Looking back, the one sitting cross-legged there was neither the familiar dark horse nor the horse demon who sat cross-legged and practiced in his last time.

It is a ferocious beast, an unparalleled ferocious beast.

Covered with black scale armor, the energy enveloped the dome. The place where he sat cross-legged reflects the stars in the sky. The scale armor is towering and hideous, like armor, like endless towering mountains. But most of these scale armor exploded, and blood stained the entire mountain red, spreading to the land of Taihang.
Chapter completed!