Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 5 The Secret of the Immortal Gate
Within Haozheng's Five Paths, the same sect from the past saw each other again today, but they wanted to prove their superiority.

With Xuanzun's secret biography, in an instant, Haozheng is within the five paths, the sky-shattering sword is raised, and thousands of waves will be surging.

The righteous law of heaven and earth is manifested, the majestic righteousness is approaching, the Confucian school is super innate, the young master of the fairy school in the past, he strikes with a powerful sword, drawing thousands of waves and turbulent waves, forming an indestructible sword intent.

On the other side, Xianqiong came from Xianshan. In the past, Xuanzun inherited it directly, and he practiced the secret method of Heavenly Sword.

However, in the past years, he was recruited by Xuanzun to borrow a sword from the sky, and received the baptism of thousands of swords from ancient and modern times.The physical body of the past has been broken, and the aura of the emperor is gone.

However, when I return today, the origin of Xianshan is the same.Cultivate one immortal body, manifest the spirit of immortality, bless the righteous Dharma, and descend with awe-inspiring immortality.The great momentum is coming majesticly.

One pair, the secret method of the Heavenly Sword blessed by the aura of the Immortal Gate God Emperor.

Two swords are fighting for the front, Danqing is facing Xianyang, and Xianqi refers to Haoran.The extreme moves meet, but the result is that each has its own merits and is evenly divided.

The meeting of extreme moves, although it is evenly divided, but the momentum is surging, rushing out and sweeping down.Everyone in the Confucian sect moved out to resist.

"Everyone go back!"

Seeing this scene, Yu Lijing, the head of the Confucian school, stood up to block the pass, and wiped out the aftermath of the sword.

The sword energy dissipated, Haomang disappeared, and Hao was within the five paths.Jun Fengtian and Xianqiong stood opposite each other, pointing their swords at each other, wanting to discuss the superiority again.

Seeing this scene, Zi Yi Lan Shan Yu Li Jing stretched out her hand to say more, but finally turned into a murmur.Putting down his slender hands, he said, "Everyone leave Haozheng Wudao quickly, so as not to disturb the respected Fa and Confucianism."

Everyone in the Confucian school listened to what the master said, and wanted to resist, goodbye to where they are now.Knowing this has helped the respected Fa and Confucianism, but it has only increased the difficulty.

Everyone responded immediately: "Follow the instructions of the master!"

After saying this, everyone retreated. Yuli Jing looked back and took a closer look before leaving.

Xian Qiong looked at the departing Confucian people, but for some reason, there was a smile on his face, and he waved the long sword in his hand, but it was a Tiangang jade decree.

Immortal energy wafted all over the sky, and a mighty aura descended, and Haozheng Wudao was immediately shrouded in it.

The Confucian sect retreated and everyone saw this scene, but they were worried and said, "Master!"

Yu Lijing looked slightly confused, turned his head to appease everyone, and said: "Everyone is at ease, nothing is wrong! The strength of the Confucian master should be able to block the coming people!"

Within Haozheng's five paths, Xianqiong's shot is Tiangang Yuzhi, and look at the other side.But Jun Fengtian didn't move at all, instead he pointed his sword, and the righteous sword returned to his back.

Seeing this scene, Xianqiong was helpless, and said: "Second senior brother, you have to do a full set of acting!"

Hearing Xianqiong's words, Jun Fengtian was helpless, held the Zhiheng Code of Laws, and said softly: "Tiangang Yuzhi"

The mighty Confucianism descended from the sky, completely obscuring everything in Haozheng Wudao.

Seeing this, Xianqiong couldn't help but think of the shameful secrets of Xianmen in the past.

Thinking back to the past, in Qingsheng's Xianmen, the folk customs were simple and the students were all polite.In particular, there are Jun Fengtian and Xianqiong, the two are handsome in Longzhong, and they are also called a good story for a while, Fengtian Xianqiong.

But for some reason, one day, two ignorant and incompetent rascals who owe debts everywhere came, named Yu Xiaoyao and Mo Yun.

Relying on their identities as senior brothers, these two acted like a domineering, bullied every senior brother, and owed a large amount of gambling debts.

And also threatened them not to collect debts from them.

In the end, the handsome Jun Fengtian and the young and promising Xianqiongwo joined forces to punish the evil.

This made the bullies Yu Xiaoyao and Mo Yun fully enlightened and returned to the right path. Only then did the heavenly miracles Yu Xiaoyao and Yun Zun Yun Huizi come into being. "

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, senior brother can't even have a simple telepathy with me?"

"Junior brother is really sad!"

As he said that, tears welled up in Xianqiong's eyes, and he went straight to Jun Fengtian, hugging Jun Fengtian and began to cry bitterly.

His heart was not moving, his mind turned, and when he looked back again, he saw Jun Fengtian standing in the distance accompanied by the sky full of evening light, and asked coldly: "Junior brother?"

Xianqiong looked back, only to realize that he was holding a stone pillar, coughed awkwardly, and said, "Wow! The Confucianism is really rich, even the few stone pillars idle in Haozheng Wudao have such a quality, amazing! Amazing! .”

His mouth was full of praise, but his heart was full of resentment.

I haven't seen you for many years, senior brother is still so unreasonable!

"Here, Haozheng Wudao doesn't know why?"

Jun Fengtian was silent for a long time, and finally asked.

Xianqiong has a complex expression, looking at the white-haired senior brother Jun Fengtian in front of him, thinking about the young master of the fairy sect who was arrogant and looked down on the world in the past, he felt depressed.

"Come and see you, brother!" After thinking for a long time, Xianqiong finally spoke.

"Heh!" Jun Fengtian didn't understand the meaning of his words, and made a slight sound, but the result was silence.

Looking at the unmoved senior brother, Xianqiong sighed, and then said: "I came here just to explain that there was another reason for Master to borrow the sword from the sky in the past."

"Besides, I asked Master to do it, so you don't have to blame yourself, brother."

Everything in the past has turned into paleness in history, and now it is nothing more than mourning for the living.

Xianqiong was just talking to himself, rambling on, telling about Xuanzun's helpless choice back then, and his own sacrifice!
It's just that Jun Fengtian was unmoved no matter what, just stood quietly.Under the jade decree of Tiangang, golden characters are flying all over the sky, and Confucian scriptures are flooding the fields, covering the glimmer of vitality of Fa and Confucianism.

Seeing that Jun Fengtian was still unmoved, Xianqiong turned to tell the three of them.

"How is senior brother now? I don't know if senior brother knows his current situation!"

"I made many investigations and was sealed at the gate of heaven. I didn't know that this was done by Kazuto!"

Seeing that even if he mentioned Tianji Yuxiaoyao, who was inseparable from him in the past, he was still unmoved.

Xianqiong seemed even more helpless, and began to talk about the atheism of the earth and the underworld.

"I don't know if senior brother knows where the earth is from?"

"I heard that after my death, Master was also..."

"This matter seems to be related to the earth, how did he enter the important place of the fairy gate back then!"

The nature of the earth and the underworld has become a mystery, and it is also related to the cause of Xuanzun's death.I thought that when this person was mentioned, Jun Fengtian would react, but unexpectedly, he was still unmoved.

The faint holy light shines everywhere, although Jun Fengtian's Tiangang Yuzhi was passed down from the immortal sect, but after it was changed to the Confucian sect, the manifestation of moves has changed from before.The golden holy characters, surrounded by the sky, are already different from the Tiangang jade decree produced by the fairy peaks surrounded by the fairy vault.

The two colors of gold and white are distinct, as if to tell the story of parting again.

"Hey!" With a sigh, Xianqiong was already discouraged and was about to give up.

"Brother, troubled times are about to arise, please be careful!"

"Also, I don't know the purpose and purpose of the memory of leaving the scriptures, so I only untie it a little bit, and it will be automatically closed after a long time."

On the occasion of parting, Xianqiong still reminded him in many ways.

After saying this, he turned and left Haozheng Wudao, but Xianqiong didn't notice that when he turned around, Fengtian, the Faru Lord, was fluctuating after all.

He muttered in a low voice: "Li Sutra!"

The tone was gentle and gentle, but what his eyes were looking at was the fading celestial vault, Jun Fengtian remained silent, and when he was sure that the person had left, he said: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I'm sorry!"

You Ran apologized, full of vicissitudes of blood and tears. In the past, the brothers and sisters of the same school met today but said goodbye.

I just don't want my junior who has already reincarnated once, to be involved in life and death again!
The dejected white-haired Confucian, carrying the upright Dharma sword on his back, stared in a daze, the golden holy characters of the heavenly traces drifted away, and he was confused.

Thinking back to the exhortation just now, I smiled slightly, but there was a tear in the corner of my sad eye!

Chapter 7 The Truth of the Underworld and Ghosts

Coming out of Haozheng Wudao, Xianqiong glanced at the Confucian disciples who were waiting outside.

Seeing this, Yu Lijing stepped forward and asked, "I don't know the law and Confucianism."

Xianqiong was annoyed. During the Battle of Blood River, Yu Xiaoyao and Sister Yu took in the baby Yu Lijing.

In between, Xianqiong and others also raised her. Although the Baqi dragon soul was revived later, Xianqiong died first, but at least they also watched and raised Yulijing.

Unexpectedly, Yu Lijing is now full of thoughts of Fa, Confucianism, respecting the king and Fengtian, thinking about the second senior brother who didn't know how to adapt just now.Immortal Qiong suddenly became angry and said: "Dead!"

After the words fell, they had already walked away, leaving only the Confucianists standing in front of Haozheng Wudao, and Yu Lijing with a flustered expression.

Slightly white clouds are flying, accompanied by the slightest breeze, the sun rises and the sun sets, and the origin and disappearance of each other.

You Youran raised his head and looked towards the void, the place where he broke through the sky the day before yesterday, and how many mysteries had to be created for the baby crying back then.

"The ultimate destiny of man, the path of human consciousness, the identity restriction of the son of the twins of man and ghost."

"People think you are very gentleman, senior brother! Senior brother, it is really embarrassing for senior brother!"

Only when it is leisurely and quiet, can Xianqiong meditate and summarize the ups and downs of gains and losses.

This time, he hit a wall at the place where the Confucian monarch Fengtian, Xianqiong just remembered that he still had a plan.

"Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, I feel like a senior brother, but I offend him completely."

There are things about the Zen Forest of Rigjue, and the lessons from heaven.Xianqiong already understood when he saw Renjue yesterday.

Thinking of what Renjue has committed, he doesn't feel a headache, and he doesn't know how to plan to change his destiny.

"Also, a one-page book, Brahma!" Thinking of the violent monk who had a one-page book.Even Xianqiong who returned from Xianshan only felt a tingling scalp.

"Reincarnation once, all kinds of messy things popped up!" Xian Qiong rubbed his temples helplessly, thinking about how to deal with the matter of human consciousness.

At the same time, the resentment against the misfortune of the Yaqi Evil God has reached the sky, although the information he has collected in the Fairy Mountain for many years shows that.The sorrow that people feel is caused by their status in the past and the fall of the God of Light.

But part of it was caused by his own death. If it hadn't been for the possession of the Baqi dragon soul in the past, he would not have disappeared just like that. How come people who conspire and plot the world today feel that they are very kings.

I'm afraid it's still the one who, under his own persuasion, walks in a difficult situation and attracts people to be good!

"Hey!" He sighed helplessly, no longer thinking about this senior brother's troubles.

As soon as one thing falls, another one arises, just as one feels the matter is let go.Then I remembered the second senior brother, Farujun Fengtian, just now.

In the past, the love and suffering, all the hardships, all of these are not all the schemes of the ghost unicorn in the final analysis.It's a pity that Xianqiong had disappeared because of the Baqi Dragon Soul at that time, and it was already in Xianshan when it woke up again.

For such a thing, it is too late to stop it.

"Ghost Qi Master, Ghost Qi Master!"

Thinking of the matter of the ghost unicorn, another headache came to my mind, about Yu Lijing's identity.

Although Faru and others may not know much about it, there are few things that are unknown to Xianqiong, who has merged with Xianshan and dreamed of magic.

Yu Lijing, the son of the ghost unicorn master, one of the eight tribes of Tianxie, the ghost dragon king.

The headache finally boiled down to one thing, "Baqi, it's not a gentleman if you don't take revenge!" Xianqiong stood in the sky and said through gritted teeth.

Stepping together, Xian Qiong no longer wants to think too much. The matter of the second senior brother should be resolved with time!Or maybe he can change after finding the figure of Sister Jade from the fairy mountain in the past.

It's a pity that Xianshan has housed the spirits of thousands of heroes from ancient and modern times. Sister Yuxiao's strength is average, but her spiritual power is not satisfactory.Even if Xianqiong, the lord of Xianshan, wanted to find it, it would be extremely difficult.

Moreover, even if it is found, it is just a separation between heaven and man. For so many years, Xianqiong has planned through the ages, collected the power of rebellion, and imposed it, but it has only awakened the strength to break through the sky, the will to surpass the past and the present, and the fighting power to be close to the gods. Lord of the Peak.

How difficult it is to lure the soul of Yuxiao from Xianshan!
With a lot of thoughts in his heart, his expression is leisurely and slightly, with white clouds under his feet, and a sense of fairy around his waist.

The mind is moved by the heart, the mind is ethereal, and the whereabouts are also ethereal, boundless and invisible.

Anxiety borrows the immortal vault in his heart and simply lets himself go, walking as he pleases.

The ancient color of Xuantian is as deep as Yuanmo, and the remaining veins of blood and earth are as gorgeous as misty clouds. The weather has washed away the years. Looking up, you can get a glimpse of the secrets of heaven.

Three thousand veins of fire surged from the ground, steaming and flaming, and the flames spread far and wide, burning like marrow in purgatory.

Shocked by the scene in front of him, a figure suddenly flashed in Xianqiong's mind.

"Diming!" Xianqiong exclaimed, and the memory rolled in his mind for a while.

The memories of Yongzhou, the relationship in the past, and the gentle teasing with the big brother, all turned into a gloomy wave in front of him, and the sea of ​​blood was rippling.

All of a sudden, a figure dressed in black, ethereal and strange, but with a strange shape, stepping on the blood and dark abyss silently, doing extraordinary deeds, appeared in front of him in an uproar.

"Hahahaha!" Weiyi Lingran's laughter came out, and the surrounding fields, mountains and rivers were moving, and the blood flames were surging.

"Fengdu road, martyrdom, tyrants bury their bones. The sky is silent, the earth is silent, how can mortals see the end of the world. Doomsday, atheism."

After the laughter, a langran poem resounded through the void, shaking mountains and seas, and rivers of blood gushed darkly.

"Doomsday Seventeen!" Xian Qiong looked intently, facing this strange man with a mysterious appearance.

However, there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling, howling, the person in front of him was Doomsday Seventeen, Earth Underworld, and Eternal Day!
Thoughts are secretly moving in the mind, and scheming is revealed, but the person opposite seems to have not stopped, still laughing without knowing it, standing tall, and his motives are confused.

Seeing this situation, Xian Qiong also fell silent for a moment.The void stands still, the misty clouds are like colors, and the mountains and rivers are like blood.

In the dark night, the blood river rolls, the majestic blood rain falls, the world is like purgatory, and the three thousand fire veins fluctuate.

One person's laughter shakes the sky, and the other person sighs quietly.

Facing each other, they are silent.Xianqiong's thoughts are wandering. In this rebirth, the most invisible person appears in front of his eyes. He is seventeen at the end of the past year, and now the earth is ghostly and atheistic.

Mysterious face, enigmatic purpose, unimaginable way of doing things, and unfathomable weird layout.

Time seems like running water, passing by your fingertips quietly.Time is like a sharp arrow, suddenly disappearing into the vast sea of ​​people.

Everything is like a dream, coming and going like a dream, but without a glance or a word.

"Hell magician!" Xianqiong whispered, looking at the void that had dissipated.

"He's got a headache again!" Xian Qiong looked at the void in front of him and had a splitting headache. These senior brothers!
There is no one that makes people worry, from Renjue, Faru, to Diming today!

Looking up at the void sea of ​​clouds, there seems to be a portal looming there, this portal is called heaven.

But there is a person imprisoned in the door, the elder brother of the Xianmen in the past, the celestial trace-Shen Yu Xiaoyao.

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