Xianlai Mountain ranks thirteenth among the seventy-two caves in the world. It is not very famous, but its mountain fog is unique.

Every morning, the peaks of Xianlai Mountain are shrouded in clouds and mists. In the vast sea of ​​clouds, there are luxuriant trees, towering strange rocks, and numerous celestial fruits. Although ordinary mountain woodcutters cannot enter the territory of Wanjian Xianzong, they occasionally get lost. When I was on the mountainside, there was always the confusion of entering the fairyland by mistake. After returning home, I publicized it. Over time, the name of Xianlai Mountain spread like wildfire, but the name was even louder than the original name. Wanjian Xianzong simply named it after Xianlai Mountain .

When Yun Weisi came here, it happened to be the best time for the morning glow to come from the east and the peak to enjoy the scenery. Unfortunately, he didn't look sideways, and he didn't want to linger for a moment. All the way was unimpeded, not to mention the obstacles of the mechanism, even the disciples of the Wanjian Immortal Sect did not meet a few more.

On the main peak of Xianlai Mountain, Jiang Li stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, his back to Yun Weisi, but it seemed that he also had eyes behind him.

"You came."

"I am coming."

"How about admiring the sunrise with me?"

Yun Weisi walked over step by step, and stopped when he was five steps away from Jiang Li.

"Look at this morning sun, it rises from the east every day, but it is different every day. The mist flies away, and it comes and goes like a charm. , are all in it. I don’t know if Fellow Daoist Yun has comprehended this?”

Cultivation methods are different for monks, and everyone has their own opportunities to comprehend, one mountain, one river, one plant and one tree, maybe sometimes they see a stone, and they can instantly realize it and break through the realm.

Yun Weisi was not interested in discussing these things with Jiang Li, and he didn't think that Jiang Li's plan for so long, until the last step, was just to call him to gossip.

He raised his head, and the east and west sides of the sky showed very different scenes at this time. On the right was the rising sun, just like countless mornings, and on the right was the dark night, with red flames burning the sky. The tornado vortex seems to swallow everything in the world.

One side is day, the other side is night, there is no gradual change in the middle, it is vivid and weird, as if the two worlds are forcibly stitched together, the boundary between Yin and Yang is incompatible with ice and fire, completely torn, life and death are completely opposed, as if telling the world silently, Either get light in the end, or fall into darkness completely, there is no third way.

But Yun Weisi clearly saw that as the left side moved a little bit, the night gradually engulfed the day. It was obvious that the power on the side of the night was stronger, and the place where the red flames illuminated the sky was in the direction of the distant Wanshen Mountain.

"Look at such a scenery, it's rare to see it once in thousands of years, how beautiful it is!"

Jiang Li admired from the bottom of his heart, his eyes never left the sky.

At the Wanshen Mountain, the group of demons howled wildly, but no sound could be heard yet, but Yun Weisi could already sense it from afar.

The demon energy in his body began to stir, echoing with his distant companions.

The idea of ​​killing surged up in my heart, and it was extremely difficult to suppress it, but it easily spread if I was not careful, occupying all my reason.

Zheng!

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, there was a sound of Qing Yue's sword, which made Yun Weisi's body tremble slightly, and he suddenly woke up.

"I've never seen it before, it's really beautiful."

He gradually sank his breath, and he was able to suppress his crazy thoughts.

But when Jiang Li turned around, what he saw was still Yun Weisi's eyes were red, and the magic mark between his brows appeared.

"Fellow Daoist Yun has traveled a lot with your master after leaving Jiuchongyuan. With your ingenuity, you must have understood what I am going to do?" Jiang Li smiled and calmed down.

Although he speaks of a Taoist friend, his tone is superficially friendly but distant, like a **** separated from the clouds, overlooking the mediocre and dull beings.

Yun Weisi said slowly: "Fifty years ago, did you expect the failure of the Liuhe Candle Sky Formation, and deliberately left a loophole so that in the future, based on the four directions of the world, you can rebuild a larger formation?"

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows: "That's right, I know that Jiufang Changming is unwilling to be a puppet with peace of mind, and if he needs to make a fuss when defending the formation, he simply sells a loophole, pushes the boat along the way, and makes him a target of public criticism. The soul stays in the underworld and becomes the soul that protects the formation, maybe he will have a seat in the Conferred God in the future. It's a pity that I missed it, I don't know that he escaped from death and can return."

He looked regretful, but not for his own plan, but for Chang Ming, with a sincere tone and sincerity.

"It's a pity that Jiufang Changming's extraordinary talents are not used where they should be used, but are wasted in this filthy world."

"Feng, God?"

Yun Weisi slowly spat out two words, repeating the other party's words.

Jiang Li nodded: "Fengshen."

Yun Weisi: "In your eyes, I must also be the material to protect the formation and seal the gods?"

"No, no, you are different from him. You are the future master of the abyss, sharing the three realms of heaven and earth with me. You are different from the mediocre people in the world. In this regard, even Jiufang Changming is not as good as you. You don't need to underestimate yourself. I know you I have a lot of questions in my mind, and I still have a stick of incense to work, if you want, I can explain one or two."

In the sword of Chunchao, Chang Ming frowned slightly.

He didn't feel unhappy because of Jiang Li's words, on the contrary, he felt that the other party revealed too much information in these two sentences.

An overwhelming amount of news flooded in, and the truth was about to come out under a layer of thin paper that was about to peel off.

At the moment when he was getting closer to the truth, Chang Ming felt a faint fear instead.

This is an extremely rare emotion for him.

He has gone through countless lives and deaths in his life. He has wandered between yin and yang many times. Most of them are full of pride and go forward. Occasionally, he is dignified and cautious. When he has cultivated to his level, life and death are no longer important.

But now, he really felt a trace of fear.

This trace of fear not only came from Jiang Li himself, but also had a lot to do with what he said next.

With a wave of Jiang Li's sleeve, there was a table, a pot and two cups on the ground.

The monk was not afraid of the cold and heat, so Jiang Li sat down on the ground, unrestrained, like a celebrity.

What happens after a stick of incense?

Yun Weisi watched for a while, then sat down opposite him.

"Appreciate further details."

Jiang Li raised his hand and poured him a cup of tea himself.

"For a long time, monks have regarded becoming a fairy or a **** as the starting point of cultivation to enter another realm. In the legendary fairyland, the aura may be far more abundant than here. Above Grandmaster, or perhaps, it is a place where there is no competition for eternity, where longevity is equal to heaven, Fellow Daoist Yun, have you ever imagined that?"

Yun Weisi didn't answer, and Jiang Li didn't need his answer either.

"Many years ago, when I cultivated to the supreme state that no one in the world can match, I thought that what greeted me was such a brand new world, but I found that I was wrong. After breaking through the ultimate state of the world, what greeted me was not Rebirth, but destruction. My body couldn't bear to leave this world at all, it was shattered at the time, and my soul also escaped from the huge oppression, and finally escaped back to the human world, suffering from torture and pain, huddled in a quiet corner Rehabilitation, this rejuvenation, has been cultivated for many years."

Yun Weisi: "Then, are you still Jiang Li?"

Jiang Li smiled, "Many years ago, since you knew me, I have been Jiang Li, you can treat me as Jiang Li, it doesn't matter."

"But you are not, you are Luomei!" Yun Weisi said coldly, "I have admired your name for a long time, and I have never thought of knowing you in this way. I am afraid that the world has never thought that the role model admired by thousands of monks, the majestic Wan Jianxian The former suzerain of the sect is actually a loser who took away his apprentice!"

Chang Ming wasn't the only one who thought of Jiang Li's suspicious identity through the details of the past, Yun Weisi had already guessed a lot after hearing this.

Jiang Li laughed loudly: "I never thought that you would say such a thing when you are a murderer. Could it be that your junior brother Zhou Keke, didn't he die at your hands indirectly? Why is Fellow Daoist Yun more lenient than himself?" How about treating people? The me you know is me from beginning to end, do you know what kind of temperament Jiang Li is, he has never appeared in front of you, he is me, and I am him!"

Yun Weisi: "So you failed to ascend, so you started to plan for many years as Jiang Li, stirring up the wind and rain."

Jiang Li shook his head: "I want to correct you, it's not that you can't ascend, it's that you can't ascend at all. This is a complete scam. The **** dies and the immortal dies, that is, the soul dies. When I found out that I was deceived, I was depressed for many years. But then one day, I suddenly realized that since I had one more chance to be reborn, I should try to find another way to earn a way out for myself and for the monks in the world!"