MTL - Sword of Coming-Chapter 1005 they sit around the bonfire

To the gods.

I saw Li Sheng stepped on the two Fushan Mountains, and suddenly the Dharma was at least doubled in height. His feet drove the Fushan Mountains, as if walking in boots. Li Sheng turned his side, but left the golden mirror made of natal characters in place. , like a soft but resilient wall that continues to block the way of the ferry, Li Sheng then hits the wild world with his back, and the Lu River behind him is like a brand new track that has been re-laid, diverting the original green road. , Lisheng Fa Xiang leaned back, raised his feet one after another, and stepped on Taixu again, the Fa Xiang leaned back a little bit, shifted the direction of the "ferry boat" a little bit, and pushed the entire wild world into the Lu River waterway. , The back of Saint Li's gigantic dharma image rubbed an incomparably splendid glazed brilliance with the entire barren world.

Among the ancient demons who came to watch the show, only Li Gou and Anonymous were left.

Wuming couldn't help but took out the jug again, took a sip of wine, and said with a hearty smile: "No doubt, Bai Yujing, who is really invincible and invincible, will definitely not be able to beat the little master."

Li Gu said, "Is there anything to be happy about?"

Anonymous nodded and said: "You must be happy, this shows that over the past ten thousand years, no matter how many so-called geniuses and techniques, they are still not as high as our monks."

Li Gou said: "It can't be calculated like this. In the past ten thousand years, the little master has studied a lot of techniques."

Wuming's face was strange, and after holding it for a long time, he still couldn't hold it back. He raised his hand and patted the boy with heavy pupils on the head, "Do you know why you couldn't get along with that group of human race Taoists and scholars back then?"

Li Gu said, "I can't speak."

The little man smiled and said, "You know that."

This man with no name and no surname, even without the real name of the demon clan, really had a good relationship with Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou back then, and could be regarded as half a friend and half a drinking buddy.

Probably because of his loose nature, he has few friends and not many enemies. Different from Bai Jing's method of killing the opponent as soon as he has a vengeance, the short man's several shots are all for his friends.

Therefore, the man regrets that Liu Cha, the sword repairer who failed to return to the wild, will become a new drinking friend.

Bai Jing laughed so hard that although she had never seen the messed up end with her own eyes, she only guessed a general situation, and then she pretended to be sad and said loudly in a heartfelt tone: "Sadly, heartbroken, Teach people to be heartbroken! You are confused!"

The man laughed dumbly, turned towards Bai Jing, raised his hand, and shook the jug in his hand.

Why didn't I know that you, Bai Jing, like to talk slander so much?

Bai Jing rolled his eyes and waved his hand, indicating that we are not familiar with each other, so don't get too close to me, my little Mo has a small mind.

If Xiao Mo misunderstands me, I will kill you.

But if you are willing to give me the jug in your hand, we will be brothers and sisters in the future.

This short man likes to listen to the sound of the wine swaying in the jug while drinking wine.

The jug in his hand is actually one of the "old ancestors" of the later generations. Apart from the commemorative significance, because it is only a semi-finished product, the rank is not too high.

Nowadays, almost every one of the earth immortals has a square-inch object and a close-up object. It was originally from Lan Qi, one of the ten richest people in the world, and she was the first to forge and refine the mountain utensils.

It can only be said that the appearance of this type of object has a far-reaching and inestimable impact on the entire mountain pattern of later generations. It even greatly increases the chances of winning the battle of the cultivators in the original world.

The man took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and had no reason to think of one of his few friends, the Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, who told the truth after drinking.

"Let those Taoists who should not be forgotten be remembered by future generations for a long time, even if thousands of years have passed, even if they are only remembered by one person or a few people."

Behind Li Sheng, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou finally made his move.

He sacrificed a stack of talismans, and there were only two kinds of big talismans. With the characters of water, he rushed forward on the road in the wild world, cut a long river of time, interrupted the mutual traction between the ferry and the original trajectory of the green road, and then used the character of mountain. Walls were erected on both sides of the wild world and the Lu River, just like long embankments were built on both sides of the riverbed, so that the ferryboat could appear to fall "downward", but actually rise uphill.

At the same time, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou began to use his natal supernatural powers to drive the mountains and mountains in the wild world.

The Dadi Mountains that were immediately blocked by the sundial and ordered to migrate by this "young" cultivator could only be confined to the boundaries around the strongholds in the vast world.

On the top of one of the highest mountains on the other side of Shiwanda Mountain, there is a rickety old man with empty eyes. This old blind man who does not even have a watchdog at his feet is standing alone on the edge of the cliff, reaching out and rubbing the depression. cheeks, as if hesitating about something.

The good disciple who opened and closed the door, seems to be a sage of the academy now.

However, the nerds in the Confucian Temple are relatively stubborn, and they said something before, which is not an example. It seems that by accumulating a new amount of merit to help the apprentice become a gentleman is hanging.

And what he wanted to do with the few strokes on the merit book of the Confucian Temple, after thinking about it, the old blind man thought it was meaningless, so he turned around and walked to his residence, passing by Li Huai's house, stopped, pushed open the door, and saw There were several pots of wine and a stack of books on the table, and Yuemo was going to let his master read the books and drink them.

In addition to driving the Lu River that looks like lichen spreads in the air, Yu Xuan is not idle. This great monk who exclusively owns the word "Fu Lu" is whimsical and powerful. He is trying to draw a talisman on the road of the Lu River. Turning a part of the long river of time and using this to open a gate to help the ferry get farther and farther away from the established green road The machine was exhausted, and Yu Xuan had to give up angrily. He did a quick mental calculation. The number of ways was right, but he was not prepared enough and was too hasty. If he was given enough time and refined a large number of talismans, he might be able to do it. There are two gates built in the sky and the outer world. The ferry boat enters through one gate and exits through the second gate in an instant, just like the return passages that connect the two worlds...

Lu Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "Yu Daoyou's idea is good, but it is difficult to make it happen."

Yu Xuan laughed.

If you talk about any other Taoist context, it's easy to say, you can talk a few more words, but fellow Taoist Chunyang and I discuss the talisman together, but there's really nothing to talk about.

Although the edict was ordered together, most of the decrees were cancelled by the barbaric sundial.

In addition to offering the two big talismans, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou still has a magical power that presses the bottom of the box. I saw him raise his hands as if he were origami.

He actually folded the long river of time behind Li Sheng, as well as the four directions of heaven and earth, repeatedly, and then gently placed the "paper kite" on the Luhe.

This kind of means of reaching the sky is like tying a knot on a piece of clothing. All the warp and weft threads of this piece of clothing are pulled to the knot to varying degrees.

Then fold a large piece of the green path behind the wild world, and also fold out a paper kite.

In the end, the two paper kite talismans, like two fish baskets with opposite openings, gradually closed, holding a giant fish in their pockets.

This is a quack character that has been developed for a long time but first sacrificed.

If Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou was a guest at Baiyujing Green City, Kou Ming and this senior asked for the knowledge of talismans, and finally created several great talismans including the Sanshan talisman.

Then, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou also relied on this harmonious atmosphere to discuss Taoism, and got small gains, such as the character "quan", which specializes in overcoming, dismantling and breaking all kinds of "small worlds" of great monks between heaven and earth.

Taoist Chunyang smiled knowingly, and fellow Daoist Lu from Baiyujing must have contributed a lot. It must have been when Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou and Headmaster Kou were sitting and discussing Taoism, Daoyou Lu deliberately made a joke.

Those who have attained the Tao are like slaughtering snakes, forgetting their body and shedding their shackles. Most of the practice is to cross the river and abandon the boat, get the fish and abandon the trap, go up the room and take the ladder. In fact, this kind of behavior has nothing to do with good or evil, and has no derogatory meaning or praise.

It's just that the Daoist meaning of this big talisman of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou is fundamental, and it's unique, just like an elder, reminding the later generations of cultivators who are juniors, don't forget their roots. Or simply pierce a layer of window paper and directly tell those so-called monks on the mountain that the so-called Daoists today are far from truly attaining the Dao.

Yu Xuan's eyes widened, how could Fu Lu play like this?

Whether it's a big formation in the world or a small world, isn't it all without exception in the face of this talisman?

After seeing this scene, Lu Yan observed it carefully, and seemed to understand something, which was beneficial to his own swordsmanship.

A woman in colorful clothes appeared beside Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. Her clothes were swaying, her huge body was as big as a hanging moon, and her golden eyes were different from the coldness of the gods. Her eyes, face, and attitude were all gentle and gentle. Soft and very human-like.

The true spirit of the world's talisman, her status and identity in the talisman is like the "ancestral money" of those kinds of immortal money.

This is probably the root cause of the fact that Fu Lu Yuxuan cannot fit into the Fourteen Realms of Dao by relying only on the actual talisman.

Not to mention the refining of tens of millions of talismans, no matter how many there are, Yu Xuan can't rely on this to prove the Tao.

Just because of this road, the former sages have been sitting on the broken road, and the Ascension Realm wants to enter the Fourteen Realm, and the most afraid of walking is a single-plank bridge that already has people on the other side of the bridge.

For example, if there is Bai Ye, Su Zi and Liu Qi will not be able to pass through the fourteen realms of Wenyun and Dao. When Xuan Du watched Sun Huaizhong, Xiao Mo was one step too late. If there is Wuzhou, Lishou must reroute.

This talisman spirit, born of the manifestation of the Great Way, stands at the end of the riverbed of the Lu River, with a huge Dharma image, facing Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

The talisman of a woman's appearance is like planting rice.

Every "green seedling" inserted in the paddy field is the countless talismans she scatters into the outer space.

Obviously, she wants to lay out a new "green road", so that the ferryboat in the wild world can follow this trajectory and gradually move away from Haoran.

Zheng Juzhong shook his head.

Li-Xisheng asked with his heart: "Mr. Zheng, what's wrong?"

Zheng Juzhong said with a smile: "Even if the entire established Qing Dao is changed, as long as a new trajectory that truly fits the Dao is not created, it will still be futile. No matter how advanced the Dao of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou is, he can use the method of talisman to reproduce it. All-encompassing, all-encompassing, it is not enough to support the whole world's Great Dao circulation, plus the reason that seniors don't seem to often set foot in the wild land, makes this road, although the rank is slightly better than the Great Demon Chusheng, it can be said The degree of sturdiness is somewhat inferior."

"Let's assume that Zhou Mi has no backers, but don't forget that there is more than Zhou Mi in that new heaven. Therefore, even if there is a new road that can be roughly regarded as following the rules, it is still not foolproof."

Li-Xisheng continued to ask: "What would Mr. Zheng do instead?"

According to Zheng Juzhong, even if Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou join forces, coupled with their stacked formations, it seems that there is still no sure-fire solution.

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and smiled: "It can't be me."

While a stacked formation had not really touched the wild world, Chen Ping'an tried to copy this temporarily unknown talisman in the heart lake, but to no avail.

Only its shape is incomprehensible, and Fu Lu's shelf will soon be crumbling and collapse in an instant. After several attempts, it is such a bleak result.

It's like the family is too thin, and you can only try to use the worst material of Huangxi Talisman paper to carry the true meaning of a high-quality Taoist book, of course it won't work.

Then there is Chen Ping'an's moon in the well. Due to the addition of 600 gold and copper coins, the rank has been improved. It can probably be called "the moon in the well." It is a pity that the more than 700,000 flying swords are used Come to set up, I really can't make time

... start a small stove.

Chen Ping'an immediately asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, if I build the framework of this talisman, can you fill the veins with sword intent?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said, "I'm a layman in Fu Lu's business, I can't help you, and you'll lose a thousand miles. Even if you return to Haoran, if you can calm down and deduce it over and over again in the dojo, it's estimated that you will only be wasting your son in vain. Precious time for cultivation."

Looking at Bai Jing, Xiao Mo reluctantly said, "It might be better to replace Bai Jing to be the son's helper."

Chen Pingan had no choice but to give up.

The young cultivator entered the stacking formation in an instant, "Master Chen Shan, temporarily change me to preside over this great formation, and you will prepare the backhand."

In addition to relying on stacking formations to completely reverse the bow of the barbaric world and forcing it to step into a "right track" laid out by talismans, it is also necessary for this young hidden officer to sacrifice a key sword in the way, interlocking and missing one. Not possible.

Chen Pingan nodded.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou asked, "Do you know how to draw a sword?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "The younger generation reluctantly does it."

Zheng Juzhong heard the words and smiled playfully.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou clearly noticed the strangeness of Zheng Juzhong, and asked in his heart: "Mr. Zheng has something to say?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "There is nothing to say."

The original stacked formation was just like a duckweed leaf on the water.

After Chen Ping'an handed over the dominance of the large formation, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou sat in it, and a talisman that did not lose to the holy sage appeared behind him. Times, but not the kind of dilution, but does not reduce the degree of condensedness of these second-class authentic dojos.

Bai Jing grinned, let out a snort, and then gave an unbiased and fair evaluation. As soon as the expert made a move, he would know whether it was there or not.

Chen Ping's placement was unheard of, but he just scattered his mind out of his true body. Looking at the edge of the bird world in the flying sword cage, he saw Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, a dharma image composed of countless talismans. In the end, many dragon veins meandering for thousands of miles, all the veins are gathered by the water characters, several Dadus in the history of the world can see the waterway here, a head on the neck, and the scene in the mind is like a bright star. , but it is not the Milky Way where Fulu Yuxuan's path is located. It seems to be an accumulation of countless unknown constellations.

The avenue is huge, incredible, beyond imagination.

The matter was of great importance, and the young monk had to remind Chen Ping'an again, "I am only the abbot of the great formation, you are the great formation itself, I can only try to help offset the impact of the savage world against the overlapping formation, you wait until it is really unsustainable. At that time, you don’t need to support hard, just take back the two flying swords, and leave enough strength to ensure that you can hand out that sword.”

In the view of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, Chen Ping'an is not only the origin of this magnificent stacked formation, but also the shortcoming of this great formation.

It's just that he can't insist that one age is the age of no confusion, especially for young Qi practitioners who are less than 30 years old.

To be honest, even with a vision as high as Mr. Three Mountains and Nine Hours, it is quite difficult for Chen Ping'an to achieve this step.

In fact, in the previous calculation with Li Sheng, there were eight Haoran candidates who were similar to Chen Ping'an. Among them, there were three sword cultivators, such as Qi Jinglong from the Taihui Sword Sect of Beiju Luzhou.

There are many choices, such as several people, or nine people working together, and there are more than 100 kinds of combinations.

The final conclusion was that Chen Pingan was chosen alone.

Either those choices with great risks and benefits are relatively the most "wrong-free" choices.

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I won't make a swollen face as a fat man, I will definitely do what I can."

The young cultivator took out two blue-purple talismans from his sleeves and handed them to Chen Pingan to introduce the purpose of the talismans: "One is used to fix the soul, the other can stabilize the body, and can be used at the same time. Don't use double talismans unless it is a last resort. , we must pay attention to the timing and do not act impulsively. Once these two talismans are used too early, the human body and soul will be rooted in the middle of the flood like a pillar, just like a pure martial artist who is casted with a talisman and can only be beaten. If you fight back, you only need to look at the **** to know what happens. It is like hitting a stone with an egg. Therefore, it is best to use it to heal your wounds immediately after removing the stack to stabilize your mind and body, so that your soul will not scatter outside your true body. It hurts the root of the road."

Chen Ping'an carefully put away the two priceless life-saving talismans.

The whole wild world was sailing in that Lu River, and the rites of the holy Dharma had changed from the posture of leaning back against the "ferry boat" to pushing the stern of the boat with both hands.

The entire back of the sacred dharma was consumed by the wild avenues into a pitch-black nothingness. This kind of loss of the avenues visible to the naked eye is immeasurable. For any Ascension Realm or even a Fourteen Realm cultivator, I am afraid they will be involuntarily feel despair.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's two origami characters, together with the golden round mirror made of sages' original characters, ensure that the ferry must travel within the Lu River.

The talisman Zhenling, who is the "maid" beside Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, is at the end of the Lu River, responsible for paving a new road, and has built a talisman road that is millions of miles long in the void outside the sky.

The new road deviates from the green road, which creates a clearly visible arc.

And Chen Ping'an's stacked formation is just outside the top of the arc.

Like a large formation of heavily armored infantry defending an elite cavalry army.

After the "ferry" collided with it, it instantly tore open a hole in the cage, and then slowly embedded into the stack.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound like a blade slowly cutting the glass.

Even outsiders like Anonymous and Li Jiu who enjoy the scenery from a distance have their scalps numb.

Wuming hurriedly took a sip of wine to suppress his shock, stunned, and said, "It hurts a little bit to look at, let alone the person who is carrying it."

Li Jiu glanced at the young hidden officer, who was as small as a mustard seed, sitting cross-legged at the "sky screen" of the sword formation world, temporarily unable to see the slightest change in expression, holding his breath, as still as a mountain.

Wuming said with a smile: "I don't even frown, I'm a young man. It seems that our physique, Chen Yinguan, a martial artist, is very reliable. It's just that I don't know who taught the boxing. It's so impressive."

The same is true of standing and talking without back pain. This anonymous person can speak more than Hu Tushun can hear.

Fu Lu Yuxuan and Taoist Chunyang, who were sitting in the sun and moon of Xiaotiandi, began to mend the hole respectively to prevent the bow from breaking through more barriers in the world too quickly.

A savage world, a stacked formation, like two flowing pills in a river, the former rolls away quickly, the latter is still, and the size is disparate, the place where the two touch is like grinding discs.

Zheng Juzhong nodded lightly, the tenacity of the stacking formation was a bit better than expected.

In fact, the Confucian Temple must have prepared for the worst, that is, their group could not stop the ferry from outside the sky, and eventually the two worlds collided.

So Haoran World's choice of the collision point is very interesting. Zheng Juzhong guessed that the choice of the Confucian Temple would be... the Middle Earth Confucian Temple.

At that time, the candidate to replace Chen Ping'an will be the Jingsheng Xiping, who is equivalent to a 14th-level monk in the boundary of the Confucian Temple.

The vast world, the Chinese Confucian Temple.

An old scholar was even more worried. Standing on the top of the steps of a pavilion, he couldn't bear to look at the outside world again. He hurriedly retracted his gaze, turned his head and said to an old friend who looked like a scholar beside him, "Brother Xiping, they all say dripping water. The kindness should be reciprocated by the gushing spring, then the kindness of the gushing spring can’t be reciprocated with water, it must not be like this!”

Jingsheng Xiping said helplessly: "How to care about this matter, the Confucian Temple has its own interpretation."

If it is true, Chen Ping'an seems to have not asked for a place in the Confucian Temple so far.

The old scholar was not happy when he heard it, stomped his feet and said, "If you only care about things, don't care, the world is going downhill, how can you be full of saints?! Not to mention you and me, we are all scholars!"

Jingsheng Xiping became more and more helpless, "It's not like you don't know what happened to me, you can't help but I'm not official, and I have to follow the rules."

Due to his identity, Jingsheng Xiping really couldn't talk to anyone about any personal friendship. Even if he is in the Confucian Temple, he does not participate in discussions.

In fact, the old Xiucai didn't want to be flattering, just to distract himself and chat a few words, lest he look like a sloppy young man.

Walking into the pavilion, as soon as I sat down, I stood up like a fire on the buttocks, but resisted not moving to the pavilion, and stretched my neck to look outside.

Not still like the ants circling on the hot pan.

The old Xiucai began to mutter and babble, like a drunk man talking drunk at the table.

After reading hundreds of thousands of sage books, you can't just pull out a piece of shit.

The common man poops and urinates, and he can fertilize the fields, and the scholars who have a bad mind will not catch the dog if he poops.

Occasionally, good things and hard-working people will make the hard-hearted person soften.

The cultivator, the continuation of life, the height and the length, lies in the depth of the traces of the world.

Jingsheng Xiping sat on the side and listened silently, just got used to it.

A stack of formations began to gradually crumble, and those broken flying swords fell between the heavens and the earth like a torrential rain.

The Golden Filled Peak where Yu Xuan was sitting has completely dissipated, and the Liuli Pavilion in the middle of Zheng Ju also fell apart and exploded with a bang. The scene was gorgeous and radiant.

A wild world turned the bow of the boat with an extremely subtle range, and slowly shifted to the trajectory laid out by the true spirit of the talisman.

Li Sheng Dharma extended a hand to offset some of the momentum for the stacking formation, and the Dharma's cheek on the side of the "ferry boat" wall was worn away by the wild world.

Chen Ping'an kept his eyes closed, sitting in the air, with one hand on his abdomen, palm facing up, one hand clenched on his knee, his bones trembled with golden stones, and a golden fire flowed out.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, the abbot of the grand formation, was a little relieved, and constantly adjusted the many subtleties of the grand formation. He was no longer as constrained as before, and was able to exert the power of this stacked formation to a greater extent.

Because the young hidden officer made an unexpected move, his real body is like a mountain, although his soul is like a thousand flowers in the mountain burning together, turning into a mighty stream of fire flowing to the foot of the mountain, but fortunately these separate streams, except for Deep pools and pools of water formed at the foot of the mountain, and then converged into a river around the mountain, and then a small half of the creeks with dry waterbeds showed a tendency to climb the mountain, and they began to go upstream and return to the major "Qi Palaces" in the mountain. "In the end, this fiery person forms a self-circulation that tends to stabilize and become orderly.

The seventy-two waiting formations, one of the stacked formations, were also overwhelmed, and the seventy-two seals that were the pivot of the formation were broken one after another.

The Taoist Chunyang held up a big sun with one hand, pushed it heavily, and then pressed his fingers together to make a sword art, commanding the long sword behind him. , Lu Yan twisted his figure and then raised his arms, and directly dragged the rising sun to draw a huge arc, and threw it to the huge gap where the bird in the cage was crushed by the ferry. This magical power with both swordsmanship, the fire was just right, and I saw a brilliant sun rising into the sky, which evolved into a golden robe that was spread out on the way, and then a long sword rope, like being implicated. Thousands of scorching suns, layer upon layer, climbed high in turn, until the sky curtain, turned into pieces of robes to block the signs of expanding the gap in the wild world.

In order to match the "heaven position" of the great sun, Yu Xuan rode the bright moon in the two-meter formation to fall to the bottom.

Lu Yan turned to look at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an straightened his waist slightly, and said in his heart, "Don't worry."

The hand of Lu Yan and Yu Xuan alone is equivalent to pulling Chen Ping'an's heavenly soul and earthly soul into a long straight line, like a single tree, supporting the crumbling cage.

Zheng Juzhong flicked his sleeves and condensed the originally broken glass pavilion into an unknown talisman that looked like a "seal", and stuck it on the door that opened in the sky.

At the same time, a sunken blood groove appeared on Chen Ping's forehead.

Obviously, Zheng Juzhong is the ally who doesn't care whether Chen Ping'an is okay or not.

Li Xisheng put his fingers together, moved his steps and volleyed in the air, and drew a talisman on the ground like a talisman to fill a gap. The blood groove on Chen Ping's forehead dissipated instantly.

It seems that she had been secretly instructed by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, Bai Jing hesitated for a while, glanced at the mountain master, who nodded slightly, and she stepped on the virtual phase leap moon in the stacked formation, and sacrificed a sword towards the heights. , thousands of sword lights like rainbows, soaring into the sky, like countless electric lights connecting two seas of clouds, sword lights scurrying in the cage like lightning snakes, and at the same time in the wild world "above" hundreds of miles Make a thunder pool, and slowly push the bow side of the boat towards the road created by the talisman.

Probably for some great monks looking up at the sky in the wild world, it is a celestial robbery who wants to ascend into the sky.

Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist slightly, took out the two talismans from his sleeves, and merged them into the backs of his left and right hands.

This is?

It stands to reason that Chen Ping'an can at least insist on half a stick of incense for short and one stick of incense for long.

Xiao Mo couldn't stop it, and Bai Jing also appeared in a trance for a moment. Looking at his posture, his own Chen Shanzhu wanted to jump over the wall in a hurry?

I saw the right hand that was clenching a fist against the knee, released it gently, and held the hilt of the sword with five fingers.

The left hand, which is attached to the abdomen, with the palm facing upwards, is flipped, which is also a virtual grip, but it is holding the sword edge and slowly moves from right to left.

A grain of pure golden light blooms between heaven and earth.

Not only did more than 700,000 long swords in the cage vibrate in unison.

Even the magic sword of Taoist Chunyang, which was turned into a long rope to hold the sun, shook to a certain extent, and trembled loudly if it met fellow Taoists.

The wandering electric snake that Baijing Jianguang transformed into hanging between heaven and earth, like a mountain tree being blown by the wind, fell neatly to one side.

Half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with a sword in his hand.

Far away in the sky, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown shrank his shoulders, stretched out his palm, and touched his neck.

At this moment, Li Sheng took the lead in squinting and looking into the distance.

After a while, a slender black line winds up, and under the black line is a fiery red road.

Lu Chen, who was sneakily hiding in the sky of his home to watch the excitement, suddenly widened his eyes and slapped his fists, "It's better to come early than to come by chance, feast for the eyes!"

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the nameless man immediately reached out and grabbed Li Jiu's shoulder beside him.

Yu Xuan said solemnly: "It seems to be the ancient scorpion that wandered the depths of Taixu."

Zheng Juzhong spoke with Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

Li Sheng nodded lightly, although Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou had a puzzled look on his face, he still ordered the talisman woman to return to his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, this ancient serpent showed its enormous size.

The whole wild world is as small as a bead, and it was swallowed by its mouth, and its head shook a little, and it knocked the stack away, and its huge body crushed the brand new road that the rune had painstakingly paved. The bead was spit out, and the head was used again, and the wild world was replaced by a new "green way" that seemed to be preset, and the snake figure disappeared into the void and disappeared.

Just now, I could vaguely see that above the snake's head, there was a "Lu Fayan" with only skin left and no consciousness.

On the road where the snake walked, the thick dao marks burned by the fire persisted for a long time.

Lu Yan shrank the mountains and rivers, walked to the side of the road in one step, crouched down, twisted a little ashes with his fingers, the Taoist real person with the Taoist name "Chunyang" couldn't help sighing, looked up into the distance, even "Dao" Can it be burned?

Chen Ping'an fell to the ground after being hit, and rolled all the way. The long sword in his left hand that was about to take shape gradually dissipated, and finally his right hand supported the ground and vomited blood.

Li-Xisheng sighed, today is only a temporary solution to the urgent need, and every ten years in the future, there will be a collision between the two worlds that are pulling each other.

If the ancient snake does not come to disrupt the situation, Li Sheng may be able to complete his work in one battle, of course, it may also suffer heavy casualties in the world, just because there are too many unknown variables, any deduction is meaningless.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou returned the array to Chen Ping'an.

The stacked formation turned into two flying swords, Bird in the Cage and Yue Iguchi, and instantly disappeared into Chen Ping'an's eyebrows.

Li Sheng looked as usual, and bowed his thanks to everyone, "You have worked hard."

After all, it took ten more years.

Except for Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, who remained motionless, the rest of the monks returned their salutes.

And Chen Ping'an wanted to stand up, Li Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed it, and said with a smile, "Take care of your injuries."

Xiao Mo came to Chen Ping'an's side and supported his son.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to wipe off the blood on his face, but fortunately, he didn't fall down again.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou frowned slightly and asked in his heart, "Chen Pingan, why did you use those two talismans in advance?"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Zheng Ju felt regretful.

If Chen Ping'an resolutely slashed into the wilderness, Zheng Juzhong would definitely be the first to keep up, adding fuel to the fire.

Presumably that Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, the two Ascension Realm sword cultivators, will not be idle, and they are the icing on the cake.

Li-Xisheng will be forced to protect Chen Ping'an, and Chunyang Lu Yan will also use his sword to stop Bai Ze or the wild sundial...

Seeing the two sides of the "confrontation" who didn't answer a question, Yu Xuan couldn't help feeling that it was nice to be young.

Li Sheng smiled and patted the young cultivator's arm, and said, "Put yourself in the place, and I'm not used to anyone."

In a gap in Taixu that looked like a vortex of a long river of time, Li Jiu, a famously paralyzed face, couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out that Anonymous was burned by an inexplicably forked fire path, and the short man, who couldn't escape, shook his head, and tufts of charred hair fell.

Li Gou held back his laughter, raised his chin, and asked curiously, "Who did you provoke before?"

Don't dare to call him by his first name.

Anonymous said depressedly: "How is it possible, I have only seen each other a few times from a distance, and it is too late to hide, how dare I take the initiative to provoke."

In the latter part of the ancient years, and before the battle to ascend to the sky, who would dare to provoke those supreme gods in the heaven except for those among the top ten in the world.

Li Sheng took the lead to leave, as if to chase the Taikoo snake controlled by the puppet "Lu Fayan".

Li-Xishengwang asked the city lord of Baidi City, who was very relaxed from beginning to end, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, it's better to hit the sun and play chess?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "It's better to wait until the debate between the three religions is over. Then I will welcome Headmaster Kou in Baidi City."

The two sides are playing chess now, no matter how many games it is, after all, it will be impossible to win.

Li-Xisheng nodded and said, "It's better to be respectful than to obey."

The real person is mysterious with all directions, and I have never seen any traces of it.

You must know that this compliment was spoken by Lu Chen himself.

Yu Xuan glanced at Zheng Juzhong out of the corner of his eye, the old man twitched his beard and said nothing, it's strange, how can you two have personal grudges?

There is only one attitude towards Zheng Juzhong and Yu Xuan, and he keeps it at a distance.

Just be friends, let alone enemies.

Afterwards, Li-Xisheng walked with Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou and traveled back to the source along the green road where the big demon first ascended.

Yu Xuan invited fellow Daoist Chunyang to go to the place where he joined the Dao for a drink.

Because Yu Xuan was busy joining the road in the outer galaxy before, it was rare for Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou to take the initiative to show up.

Therefore, Yu Xuan knew a new "palm story", and after thousands of years, he would take it out to bask in the sun, which is the kind of old story that is talked about with great interest.

The previous five sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi crossed the mountains and rivers in the wild world with the Three Mountain Talismans in hand.

Because after Chen Ping'an and the others burned incense to "respect", it didn't take long for another green smoke to rise up in front of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

The second group of people, the number of people who worship the incense is not too many, only nine people, but the incense is equally prosperous and the atmosphere is great.

Cao Ci. Yuan Yu. The two direct disciples of Zheng Juzhong in Baidicheng opened the door and closed the door, Fu Su and Gu Can. Chunqing, a girl from the line of Tianqing Divine Mountain in Zhuhai Cave, a Taoist priest from Tianshifu in Longhu Mountain, a monk from Poshan Temple in Zhongtu, Xu Bai, who was born in the line of the ancestral family of the military family. In short, Confucianism, Taoism and militaryism, the three religions have all.

In such a short period of time, there have been two groups of people holding the Three Mountain Talismans across the mountains and rivers to return the salute, and they are still very young, not ordinary young people.

So even Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou was a little surprised, and there was a rare smile on his face.

Unlike many great monks, what he values ​​is the future, and the future of others.

If we talk about the past, the prosperous years, after all, are the old yellow calendar. In the future, there are infinite possibilities.

Like a book, it always takes a plot twist that surprises the viewer.

And the content that has been thoroughly familiar in the front, no matter how amazing people and things are, at most, you can go back and read it a few times, but memories and nostalgia are easy to make people in the book feel sad.

Some things can be said or not.

At that time, Yu Xuan and Chen Ping'an, a young man, actually had no friendship at all.

Just because in the Jinjiazhou battlefield, Chen Ping'an's pioneering disciple "Zheng Qian", the little girl who is resolute in her work and treats people with sincerity, impressed the old real person very well, and by the way, she went to the young hidden official who had never been masked. , the look and feel is good, what kind of master brings out what kind of apprentice?

That's why Yu Xuancai said with a very meaningful smile that he had to pay tribute to the incense twice, thanks to that fellow Chen Xiaodao.

At that time, the young cultivator hesitated for a while, but nodded. It is a reluctance to agree with Yu Xuan's statement.

It's not that this Mr. Three Mountains and Nine Hours thinks too much of himself and is stingy with good words, but because Yu Xuan told him a heartfelt word before.

Therefore, his nodding was equivalent to being forced to give an answer.

It turned out that Yu Xuan had asked about it before, was it because Zhilan was in power and had to get rid of it?

After that, in order to mend the land shortage of Tongye Continent, Chen Ping'an borrowed landscapes from the princes, as if "I am the host". The nod of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou in the outer Xinghe, Chen Ping'an is equal to a legitimate will, just like a local official who is a senior official in the frontier, gets an official document issued by the court, and does things logically. . Of course, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou didn't nod, and Chen Ping'an could still make up for the lack of ground, but the final effect would not be so good.

This kind of opportunity to enjoy the scenery outside is really rare, so Chen Pingan took Xiaomo and Bai Jing back to Haoran slowly.

And Chen Ping'an's heart that has not been recovered, saw a scene after going against the current with the sword holder for thousands of years.

Let Chen Ping'an go for a long time and be dazed.

The setting sun melts gold, and the twilight clouds blend together.

On a mountaintop, the night was dark, and there was a bonfire around.

In addition to the world's top ten and four candidates, there are many figures.