Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

Qingyun Peak

Zhou Mu stepped on the auspicious clouds and came slowly from the sky.

The breeze brushed his clothes, and the sleeves fluttered, making him flutter like a fairy. That way, he was no different from an outsider.

"Wow... what a powerful feeling."

Ye Mujiu said with starry eyes.

Lu Shan on the side was quite disdainful, he snorted coldly, and said: "When I go out once, I put on a show of grandeur, where did I learn this bad habit."

Seeing Zhou Mu coming, Ye Mujiu ran over, hugged Zhou Mu at once, smiled, and said, "Brother Mu, what did you do?"

Qiong's nose shrugged, but she smelled a faint smell of blood, and her pretty brows frowned all of a sudden.

"Brother Mu, why is there bloody smell on your body? Tell me honestly, what did you do?"

Zhou Mu smiled helplessly.

The spiritual power with Fang Yun on his body is also gradually disappearing.

Seeing this, he hurriedly asked Lu Shan to see him, but the latter just waved his hand helplessly, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

He didn't want to meddle in the matter of the young couple, lest the fault be his.

"Forehead……"

"Lu Shan knows, you ask him."

Zhou Mu was desperate, so he threw the scapegoat to Lu Shan.

The little girl was very alert, she stared at Zhou Mu with clear eyes, and said fiercely, "Then tell me, who is my boyfriend?"

"Me." Zhou Mu pointed to himself.

"Then do you think it's you or him?"

"Me." Zhou Mu said helplessly.

He wanted to find an excuse to evade it, but judging by the little girl's appearance, it didn't seem like she could be easily evaded.

So, he thought for a while and said, "I said I went to punish the evil and promote the good, do you believe it?"

"As long as it is what you say, I will believe it." The little girl nodded, Zhou Mu's shadow was reflected in her clear eyes, as if her whole world was him.

"Okay, don't get bored, there is business."

On the side, seeing that the two had not let go, Lu Shan had no choice but to interrupt the tenderness of the two.

Since Ye Mujiu was busy with business and couldn't intervene, he went to prepare lunch.

Now only Zhou Mu and Lu Shan are left.

Lu Shan was still thinking about asking about Tianlou, and seeing that the time was coming, but as far as he knew, the Cangyu Holy Land was still there, and he even said that there was no progress at all, thinking that if Lin Yang came to ask for the Heavenly Sacred Sword, That would be miserable.

He is very anxious at the moment.

However, under Zhou Mu's repeated orders, these matters were not mentioned when Ye Mujiu was around, so they could only be brought up when Ye Mujiu was going to make lunch.

"I said brother, you are not very good at doing things. You see, the time is coming, and the Cangyu Holy Land is still there. If that guy comes to ask for the Heavenly Sacred Sword, I won't be able to get it out."

"Don't worry." Zhou Mu said calmly, "Everything is under my control."

"Okay, I'm relieved when you say that, anyway, you are the son of the plane, and you have the halo of the protagonist, so it's right to follow you." Lu Shan said with a smile on his face.

……

[-]:[-] noon
There was still a quarter of an hour before the agreed quarter past three.

Ask Tianlou

Downstairs, Lin Yang looked at the plaque with the words "Wen Tian Lou" engraved on it. It took him a long time to recover from his daze.

Those who asked Tianlou agreed to destroy the Cangyu Holy Land before [-]:[-] p.m., otherwise they would return the Zongmen's most precious Heavenly Sacred Sword.

And he had just inquired, and the Cangyu Holy Land was still there, so there was no reason for Wen Tianlou to detain his Heavenly Sacred Sword.

Although the Cangyu Holy Land suffered heavy losses, losing several saints one after another, including the Holy Master Yang Qiu and his successor Yang Hao.

But there is still a gap between what Wentianlou said.

If it is an ordinary treasure, then it will be given if it is given, but the Heavenly Sacred Sword is of great significance to him, and, with the Heavenly Sacred Sword, there is hope for rebuilding the Tiansheng Temple.

bang bang

Lin Yang knocked on the door.

The quaint door made a dull sound.

But he waited for a while, but there was no movement inside the door.

"Your Excellency... Almighty... Senior..."

Lin Yang called several times, but there was no sound from inside the door. He couldn't help but panicked, and knocked several times quickly.

creak
The door opened slowly.

A vicissitudes of life spread out instantly.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked in.

It was very dark inside. Compared with the last time I came here, it seemed to have become even darker, and I couldn't even stretch my fingers.

But it is different from the ordinary black, the black in the past always presents a kind of dark horror, but the black of Wentianlou has a reassuring element.

At this time.

In a place of bright light, there was a sound suddenly.

He hurried over, knelt down towards that position and said, "Junior Lin Yang, pay my respects to senior."

As soon as these words came out, there was no movement on the other side.

His heart couldn't help but hang.

Could it be that Wen Tianlou ran away?People go to the empty building?

But it seems unlikely, within one day, Wen Tianlou should not give him too many surprises.

"What's the matter?"

Just as he was getting up and down, there was a sudden sound.

He raised his head abruptly, and hurriedly said: "Senior, the time is coming soon, and you have promised to destroy the Cangyu Holy Land, but now you have not done it, you see..."

"What time is it now?"

Lu Shan said lightly.

"It's three quarters in the afternoon." Lin Yang thought for a while and said.

"Look carefully, what time is it?" Lu Shan said.

It was pitch black everywhere, and Lin Yang couldn't tell the time, so he raised his head tentatively and looked at Lu Shan.

But he couldn't see Lu Shan's face clearly, he could only vaguely see a outline, and couldn't see what the latter looked like.

Lu Shan said calmly, "It's still a quarter of an hour until three quarters in the afternoon. It's not here yet. Why are you panicking?"

"It seems that nothing can be changed in a quarter of an hour." Lin Yang hesitated, and said: "Also, there is Yang Zhifeng, the ancestor of Cangyu Holy Land..."

Yang Zhifeng is not a small character like Yang Qiu and Yang Hao, he is a real peak figure standing in the Desolate Heaven Realm, even if the Sword God Palace sees him, he has to respectfully say hello to the old man.

"Yang Zhifeng is dead."

Before Lin Yang finished speaking, Lu Shan's voice came out faintly.

"died……"

Lin Yang was taken aback.

Immediately, there was a touch of disbelief revealed.

"How is it possible? Then Yang Zhifeng is a saint warrior, and he is only one step away from the saint king..."

"Is what I said false?"

Lu Shan's tone was a little harsher.

Under the coercion, Lin Yang had no choice but to nod his head and said: "Even so, the background of the Cangyu Holy Land is still there, and there is still some distance from what you said, so you see..."

"What do you mean, you still want to get back your Heavenly Sacred Sword?"

When Lu Shan spoke, his tone was deliberately gloomy.

After hearing this, Lin Yang didn't dare to vent his anger.

"I……"

He stammered, and couldn't even finish his sentence.

"I'll give you a little time. You can go to the Cangyu Holy Land by yourself. If the Cangyu Holy Land is still there, you can come here. At that time, Wentianlou will present the Heavenly Sacred Sword with both hands."