Eternal gate

night.

Thousands of lights are dancing in the sky.

The imperial capital is still the same imperial capital, full of flowers.

Zhao Yun looked like a tourist, wearing a black robe, carrying a wine bottle, walking among the figures, taking sip after sip of the turbid wine, saying nothing, only glancing into the darkness inadvertently.

As soon as he left Linglong Mansion, he felt that there was a pair of eyes in the dark, watching him quietly, like a ghost, and it was hard to find a trace. He didn't know where he was from, maybe a killer from various countries, maybe a Rashomon assassin, or maybe... ..is the mysterious one.

He appeared again and was already the Tianzong.

There were elders waiting for him, or in other words, Yang Xuanzong was waiting for him. When he went up to the mountain to teach, Yang Xuanzong was sitting in the pavilion making tea.

"I've met my uncle." Zhao Yun bowed his hands.

"No need to be polite...sit down." Yang Xuanzong smiled gently.

Zhao Yun didn't say much, but sacrificed a trace of the source, and it overflowed into Yang Xuanzong's body. Within three seconds, the source suddenly disappeared, and the curse seal was still there. It was really a greedy crack, and he was not polite.

"Uncle Linglong has already told me about the secret."

Yang Xuanzong took a deep breath, even at this moment, it was unbelievable.

It was he who underestimated the spell caster and created this dilemma for them that was bigger than they imagined. If Ji Hen hadn't brought back the secret, they would still be in the dark.

"The caster of the spell will be found."

Zhao Yun picked up the teapot and filled a cup for Yang Xuanzong.

But he didn't have much confidence in what he said.

The world is so big and there are so many people, where can I find a spell caster?

His origin is perceptive, but if he wants to use this to find the other party, he is probably not very good at it. He can use such a level of curse seal, how could the other party not cover it up.

As for the old ghost in the dry forest, there may be a lot of secrets involved. You will have to search the soul to find out. Whether there are any clues is still unknown.

"Please keep this thing away."

Yang Xuanzong said, and took a token, a genuine headmaster token. He came to find Ji Hen in the middle of the night, not to drink tea and chat, but to explain the funeral affairs. Like Linglong, he might become a secret at any time. However, some things are better to be done early.

"this....."

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and recognized himself as the leader.

"If I die or encounter something unexpected, you will be the next generation of Tianzong's leader." Yang Xuanzong's words were quite solemn, and there was also a touch of elders' majesty between the lines. The handover of this position is not a child's play. Gaining power at the same time , and also need to shoulder their due responsibilities.

Zhao Yun was silent again.

Linglong thought highly of him, but she never thought that even Yang Xuanzong would trust him unconditionally, and both of them entrusted him with their entire wealth.

On the other hand, he is a little unreasonable and has been hiding something until now.

If their true identities were revealed, Linglong and Yang Xuanzong didn't know how they would feel.

I don't know when he came down the mountain.

During this period, he looked at the Lord of the Rings, the Shadow Token, and the Headmaster Token more than once.

Although he is not the Shadow Commander at the moment, nor is he the head of Tianzong, but in terms of power alone, he is already above the Purple Marquis. The Purple Marquis can only mobilize the Imperial Shadow Guards, but he, holding two tokens, can not only mobilize Shadow can also mobilize Tianzong.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked up at the night sky.

Why don't you go to the palace while it's still early and talk to Long Zhan? Maybe Long Zhan also has something to entrust, such as... the jade seal of the country; or... the Daxia treasury.

Thinking about it, this guy started laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

As the words rang out, Mu Qinghan appeared out of nowhere. He looked at this guy with a look that was a bit too happy. He was smiling so happily.

"Nothing." Zhao Yun instantly became serious.

For some reason, when he saw Mu Qinghan for the first time, he had a strange idea. What was he thinking? ...brought out Shadow's token and ordered his senior sister to give him a squeeze on his shoulders and a slap on his back.

After all, Mu Qinghan is also a shadow, and seeing the token is like seeing exquisiteness.

Think about it and give up.

He is here as a gentleman, so it is better that he does less of such ungrateful things.

It was a rare opportunity to get together and the two of them went up to Zizhu Peak together.

After not returning for many days, Zizhu Peak remains the same, but his master Yun Yan seems to have changed a bit. The three thousand green hairs in his memory are now as white as snow. I don’t know if it’s due to the skill or the sadness of losing a loved one. Even my hair turns gray overnight.

I’ve seen it, it’s the latter.

Looking at Yun Yan's face, she looked quite haggard and even a little confused. Zhao Yun and Mu Qinghan both came forward and sat alone under the tree in a daze.

"Master?"

Mu Qinghan stepped forward and shouted softly.

Only then did Yun Yan walk past Shen'er, and when she saw her two disciples, especially Zhao Yun, she smiled kindly.

"The mountain is too deserted. Master should go down and take a walk." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"It's better to be quieter, and it will calm your mind."

"If you stay alone for a long time, you will develop problems. I..."

"Go cook."

Before Zhao Yun could finish speaking, he was pushed away by Mu Qinghan.

Mr. Zhao laughed dryly and went to the stove.

Behind him, Mu Qinghan took a mirror and placed it under the old tree. He took a wooden comb and combed Yunyan's hair. Since senior Yun Cangxuan died in the battle in Northern Xinjiang, the master seemed to have never been to Zizhu Peak. He was in pain. He couldn't help but feel decadent. His hair was not only gray, but also quite messy. He looked like the master of a peak. As a disciple, he felt really distressed.

Dinner is ready quickly.

Mr. Zhao's craftsmanship has greatly improved, and his dishes are both delicious and delicious.

Overall, the picture is still very warm.

After dinner, Yunyan went back to her room early. Soon she could hear the rattling of iron chains and locked herself up again. She was afraid of sleepwalking back and forth. Wandering was nothing, but if she hurt someone, it would be a crime.

"Be quiet tonight."

When Mu Qinghan returned to his room, he rolled his eyes at Zhao Yun.

I'm afraid only Mr. Zhao can understand this. I still remember that night, someone sneaked into his room and had the nerve to ask her, why don't I wear clothes when I sleep? Do you care whether I wear clothes or not? rogue....

whispering sound!

Zhao Yun disagreed and closed the door tightly.

After that, he moved out the big golden bell. The exquisite collection is indeed extraordinary. This big bell is a fierce object. It can be used to smash people and thieves. There are also materials for casting it. If it is as expected, It should be Lieyang Gold Black Iron, which is not available on the market.

Click!

Soon, the sound of metal breaking was heard.

A certain prodigal thing actually broke the golden bell, and the refined essence was integrated into his Longyuan Sword. It was both Linglong's absence and Linglong's ignorance. Otherwise, he would have cursed her, Master. The treasure he gave her as a reward was shattered by this guy when he turned around.

Ah sneeze...!

In the dead of night, Mr. Zhao's sneezing is inevitable.

In the dead of night, people would probably gather together to scold him.

Buzz! Buzz!

As the essence of the golden bell was refined, the dragon's abyss buzzed and trembled.

Since its arrival, he has followed Zhao Yun all the way to eat and drink, and he has swallowed a lot of essence. Now, he has obtained the flaming gold and black iron, which is even more terrifying. Even the sound of the sword is filled with sword intent, and it creates a crack on the wall. Road gully.

"good."

Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled and he practiced even more vigorously.

Long Yuan is transforming and gradually losing its luster. As its owner, everyone feels domineering and fierce, especially the Dunjia Tianzi on it. When Long Yuan transforms, it revives on its own and becomes as alive as it is. Bless the power of the sword.

As usual, the witty words came out on their own.

She was like a quiet ice sculpture, sitting there and moving, and sometimes she would raise her eyes stiffly to take a look at Zhao Yun. It was only at this moment that she would show a trace of human emotion.

Um?

While practicing, Zhao Yun subconsciously lowered his eyes.

Upon entering his eyes, he saw a wisp of black energy rushing out of his body.

It was Taiyin's true energy that ran out without being summoned. It seemed to be a spirit. After it came out from him, it actually entered Miao Yu's body. It only took a few seconds before and after, leaving him confused.

After thinking about it, it is not difficult to get the clue.

This wisp of Taiyin Qi seems to be more suitable for the attribute of Miaoyu. Taiyin Qi belongs to Yin. Miaoyu is a living dead and also belongs to Yin. Isn’t it very suitable?

At least, more suitable than him.

Since his bloodline, his Qi and blood are as strong as Yang, in a certain sense, they are in conflict with Taiyin's true Qi. Now Taiyin's true Qi chooses Wan Yu, which is considered a better destination.

After closing his eyes, he continued to refine the essence.

In the early morning, before it gets bright, I can see the smoke curling up from the cooking pots at Zizhu Peak.

When Zhao Yun and Mu Qinghan left the room, there was already a beautiful figure busy on the stove. It was Master Yunyan. The two of them couldn't help but look at each other. They became disciples of Zizhu Peak. This seemed to be Yunyan. For the first time, he had real meaning. Come on... cook for them!

"Wash up and eat." Yun Yan whispered and smiled.

This breakfast is a bit strange.

In other words, Yun Yan today was very gentle and didn't move her chopsticks at all. She only used her chopsticks to pick up food for her disciple.

Mu Qinghan was okay.

Mr. Zhao, on the other hand, is not used to it. In the past, it was a bad sign for the master to pick up vegetables for him. Every movement seemed to indicate: Eat, eat more. After eating, the master will give you some food. You hang on the tree.

Of course, there is no scene of the crooked neck tree today.

With Mr. Zhao's current strength, there is a high probability that Yun Yan will be hung from the tree.

Today, after Yun Yan left, I really listened to someone's words and wanted to go down the mountain for a walk. I always stayed alone on the mountain and sooner or later something went wrong. The world is so big, I have to go and see it.

Before leaving, she gave each of her two disciples a hug.

"I always feel that Master is weird." Mu Qinghan whispered.

"It's a bit." Zhao Yun buried his head and sniffed his arm...well...it smelled very good.

The master left, and the senior sister also left. They were going to practice in the secret mansion. When they left, they glared at Zhao Yun fiercely and hugged the master to sleep. Wouldn't it be more sweet?

Zhao Yun was thick-skinned, so Quan pretended he didn't see it.

He didn't leave and went back to his room to continue tempering Long Yuan.

In the next few days, he did not leave Tianzong or his room. He was tempering weapons and waiting silently for Yunfeng, Ziyihou, the imperial concubine, and news from the Qin family...

Being alone on a mountain peak is truly peaceful.

But in the past few days, Tianzong has not been calm. In the direction of Lingdan Pavilion, alchemists frequently come out and come out. Every now and then, they can see strange phenomena in the alchemy. If it is not a high-level alchemy, it will not cause strange phenomena.

That night.

Zhao Yun climbed to the top of the mountain and lifted Long Yuan to dance the sword in meditation.

Many people looked at him, mostly the elders, standing on the top of the mountains, sighing. The boy was very evil, and his understanding of the sword seemed to have reached an extremely terrifying state.

Buzz!

Amid the sighs, another ray of light shot towards the night in the direction of Lingdan Pavilion. On the sky, an illusory phenomenon was performed. The rich fragrance of elixir spread all over Tianzong and provoked too many people.

"What number is this?"

"Those old guys are so dedicated."

Under the moon, there was a lot of discussion. Many elders had already rushed to the Lingdan Pavilion. High-level elixirs were not common. If the Lingdan Pavilion sold them to outsiders, they would not mind buying them with money. If it was not possible, they would exchange their treasures.

Zhao Yun also looked sideways.

Indeed, Lingdan Pavilion is very dedicated these days, taking high-level pills one after another.

The vision quickly dissipated, but the noise in the direction of Lingdan Pavilion never stopped. They were all going to buy elixirs. However, Danxuan was too stingy and would not sell any of them. Low-level elixirs are fine, but high-level elixirs are fine! ....No.

For this reason, many elders had dark faces and even cursed when they came out.

"Who is that? The headmaster is looking for you."

I don’t know what day early in the morning, the sound of wolves howling came from the foot of Zizhu Peak.

Judging by the tone, it's old man Chen Xuan.

When Zhao Yun came down, the guy was squatting on a stone counting banknotes. It seemed that he had made a lot of money since the opening of the time-honored restaurant.

"But I haven't seen you for a few days." Mr. Chen Xuan collected the banknote.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much."

Zhao Yun's eyes were sincere, and when he spoke, he brushed the banknotes that the old man had just put into his arms, and he conveniently stole the banknotes that the old man had just put into his arms. The magic of stealing immortals... is very practical everywhere.

The embarrassing thing is that Mr. Chen Xuan didn't know it yet, so he just wanted to ask Zhao Yun for new year's goods. He was a single man, so he had to find something to do in the dead of night.

Mr. Zhao is naturally generous.

New Year's goods...he has plenty of them.

When the mustache left, did you leave a lot for him? Very popular here.

"The master is in Tianchi."

Old Chen Xuan left a message and ran away holding the New Year's goods.

Afterwards, many old guys went to time-honored stores, what a good thing! Let’s study together.

This is not the first time Zhao Yun has come to Tianchi.

When I came in, I realized that besides Yang Xuanzong there was also Linglong.

"I will practice here in the next few days."

Before Zhao Yun could salute, he heard Linglong speak.

After that, she also threw in a small purse, which was filled with pills, all of which were four-line pills. Most of them were peak-level four-line pills. The fragrance of the pills was refreshing.

"This...isn't appropriate!"

Zhao Yun said it, but his hands were not idle, Ma Liu took it.

After looking at it, I realized the origin of these elixirs. Aren't they the elixirs that Dan Xuan and the others have been refining these days? Unexpectedly, Linglong asked them to refine it, and all the elixirs they produced were given to him.

There are so many high-level elixirs, so many rare materials.

Refining elixirs is not difficult, but what is difficult is the elixir-making materials, especially those for high-level elixirs, which are the most difficult to find.

Of course he understands the purpose of Linglong's game, which is to allow him to improve his cultivation in the shortest possible time, preferably to the quasi-heaven realm, because disaster may come at any time, and Linglong, Yang Xuanzong and others may also come at any time. Become a mystic.

In the eyes of Linglong and Yang Xuanzong, Ji Hen shoulders a heavy responsibility.

With only Ksitigarbha's cultivation, he might not be able to hold his own in the future.

His guess was absolutely correct.

This is the purpose of Yang Xuanzong and Linglong. To this end, they do not hesitate to spend a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to find alchemy materials and high-level elixirs to improve Ji Hen's cultivation. The stronger the strength, the more protection.

The two didn't stay long, turned around and left.

Behind him, Zhao Yun smiled dryly, a little embarrassed. This time he was really embarrassed. He thought to himself if he should find a time to explain his identity to prevent these two from scolding each other in the future.

What happens in the future will be discussed later.

He immediately crossed his legs and swallowed a pill.

The technique started to work, and the power of the medicine instantly flowed throughout the body.

No one bothered him.

Outside Tianchi, there are many elders guarding it, all in the quasi-heaven realm.

It was Hei Xuan and Bai Xuan who led the team.

To be honest, they don't like doing this job very much, especially guarding Ji Hen. As we have learned from past mistakes, this guy is very dishonest. If he doesn't look right, he will disappear.

However, Linglong personally ordered it, so why not come?

Bang! Bang!

In the Tianchi, such sounds can be heard from time to time.

Someone was eating jelly beans, oh no, he was probably taking pills. He ate too much, and it was like eating jelly beans. Hei Xuan and Bai Xuan looked at them with a sigh of relief and envy!

"Why didn't such good things happen when we were young?"

"Don't mention it. If you talk too much, you'll just cry."

The two of them sighed a lot.

Thinking back carefully, when Zhao Yun was this age, they had no share in the good deeds and were beaten! ...But they are indispensable every time. They are old and why are they so thick-skinned? They were beaten when they were young. The master also found a good reason for them: being beaten...is also a kind of practice.

Without contrast, there is no harm.

Zhao Yun sat there for half a month.

In half a month, Yang Xuanzong and Linglong came over at intervals.

Seeing Ji Hen lost in thought, there was no disturbance.

The two of them didn't have high hopes for that kid to advance to Quantian, because Ji Hen's foundation was too strong, especially with the bloodline that defied heaven, which was even more terrifying. The more such a person, the more difficult it would be for him to advance. It is several times more difficult than reaching the peak of ordinary Ksitigarbha. Without great opportunity and great fortune, it would be difficult to take that step.

They wanted to find more pills.

Unfortunately, alchemy materials are too difficult to find.

It's night again, the moon is bright and the stars are shining brightly.

Zhao Yun, who had been sitting cross-legged for nearly a month, finally experienced subtle changes. His body and martial soul were trembling, and his immortal power and origin were intertwined. Pieces of golden blood were surging and rolling, and his vitality was so strong that it even reached the Tianchi Lake. The flowers and plants in it are all infected and have a flourishing meaning.

"Are you going to advance?" Hei Xuan's eyes lit up.

"Not even close."

Bai Xuan took a deep breath and saw more clearly. He had enough background, but there was only one chance left.

However, such an opportunity is often the most difficult to find. There are many Ksitigarbhas who have reached the peak of their abilities and have been hit until they die. Although they are only half a step away, it is like a divine punishment that they cannot cross no matter what.

"So many pills can't even reach the quasi-heaven realm?" Hei Xuan grinned and clicked his tongue. If he were an ordinary Ksitigarbha, he would have already advanced to the next level.

"He is not an ordinary person." Bai Xuan stroked his beard. With such a strong foundation, it is not so easy to advance. It is obviously inappropriate to use common sense to measure a monster who defies heaven.

"It's time to see the Quasi-Tian Gate."

"It's nonsense if you can't even see the door."

The two old men murmured and paid close attention.

Looking at Zhao Yun, his brows were furrowed.

Although there are many pills, they cannot advance to Quantian.

However, he did see the quasi-heaven gate. There is a gate for Ksitigarbha to advance to the quasi-heaven realm. He had known about this, and there was a lot of explanation in the Xuanmen Heavenly Book.

However, what he saw was not one door, but three.

That's right, there are three gates, one more majestic than the other, and one more ethereal than the other. They are shrouded in haze, sometimes seeming to be within reach, sometimes seeming to be further away than a dream.