Me and my Jianghu Tavern

"Then what do you want?" Impermanence asked.

"I heard that you have a lot of red sun fruits somewhere."

"One."

Mo Wushuang stretched out five fingers, shook his head and smiled, "No, I want five."

Wuchang raised his eyes and stared at him, and the atmosphere in the tent became a little cold for a while, and Wuchang exuded a faint yin energy, which made people feel fearful.

"You don't have room to bargain yet." Wuchang said coldly.

But Mo Wushuang smiled and said: "No, I have it, and if you exchange it for five Chiyang fruits, you won't lose."

Impermanence fell silent.

In fact, the relationship within the Demon Sect is not as good as imagined, especially the conflicts among the various factions in the alliance have intensified over the years. The descendants of each faction basically dislike each other. If not, Mo Wushuang would not Unusual interview conditions.

Regarding the news about the Emperor's Sword of Heaven, Wuchang wanted to know everything urgently. He naturally didn't know what most people knew. What Wuchang was curious about was the things that were not recorded in it.

"Three." Wuchang said.

Mo Wushuang smiled charmingly, "Deal!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Wushuang threw out an ancient book from his sleeve.

Wuchang stretched out his hand, caught the ancient book, and read it carefully.

"Here is what you want. The front part is the description of the Emperor Sword in the rumors of the world. The important things are in the back. You can see for yourself." Mo Wushuang said.

Wuchang heard this and quickly flipped through it, and didn't stop until he saw something he didn't know.

The records in such ancient books are extremely detailed, and many of them are even hidden in the world. Even if Wuchang saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe it.

"What is written is true?"

"I don't know, I'm not the one who wrote the book." Mo Wushuang said.

The more Impermanence read, the more surprised he felt, the things recorded in it were completely beyond his cognition.

Looking at the back, it even involved Taoism and sword-making.

This ancient book...

Actually recorded all the process of casting the imperial sword back then!

Chapter 376: The person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell

Xuzhou Jiangfu.

In the courtyard, Jiang He was sitting opposite Zhang Ming, with several jugs on the table.

Zhang Ming stroked his chin and muttered, "Dragon Qi is sealed in the sword, thus giving birth to the sword spirit. That is to say, this imperial sword is actually a conscious sword and does not belong to anyone."

Zhang Ming was a little puzzled, raised his head and asked, "But since it's a seal, what does this dragon energy have to do with the person holding the sword?"

"You're not stupid, kid." Jiang He said with a smile.

"Nowadays, it is said in the world that whoever gets this sword can gain the luck of the world and compete in the world. But the dragon is in the sword, and the sword has a seal. Even if there is a sword, the dragon spirit will not escape by itself."

Hearing this, Zhang Ming raised his eyebrows and said: "So, we still need to break the seal? Doesn't that mean destroying the imperial sword? Besides, the dragon has a spirit, so it doesn't mean that it will be obedient after breaking the seal."

"Besides, this seal...it's a bit like the fairy family's technique." Zhang Ming murmured.

Jiang He picked up the jug and took a sip of wine, and said: "What you said earlier is not bad, the dragon has spirit, and there are not many thoughts trapped in the sword, but if it is released, it may not be able to control it. Besides, this Speaking carefully, there is nothing wrong with the Xian family's technique, it is indeed related to the Xian family."

"Oh?"

"Three hundred years ago, there was a mountain on the border of Qingcheng. From the foot of the mountain to the top, there were a total of 300 steps. It was called the Immortal Terrace, and this mountain was called the Immortal Mountain."

"Qingcheng?" Zhang Ming thought for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Taozong!?"

"That's right." Jiang He laughed and said, "The person who sealed the Dragon Qi back then was the ancestor of the Taoist sect back then. It's not an exaggeration to say they were from the Immortal Family."

"It's no wonder there is talk about a seal." Zhang Ming blinked.

One of the Taos is mysterious and mysterious. Although Zhang Ming has seen many unimaginable things in this world, he is still very curious about this seal.

"Are you still curious about Taoism? Do you want to practice Taoism?" Jiang He said.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "I'm not a Taoist priest, I'm just curious."

In the final analysis, cultivating Taoism is cultivating immortals. The gap between cultivating immortals and cultivating martial arts is huge. One is in the sky and the other is underground.

Zhang Ming took a big gulp from the jug, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Speaking of which, has anyone in the Taoist sect ever become an immortal? I'm not talking about an immortal on land."

"Ascension to immortality." Jiang He continued, "Let me think about it."

Even if there was, Jiang He almost forgot about it, but if you look at the past and present, there are some rumors.

"It is recorded."

"It is rumored that 300 years ago, there was such an ancestor of the Taoist sect who ascended in the daytime to attract Zixia from the sky, ascended in spirit, and left his mortal body, but that happened more than 300 years ago. I don't know if it is true or not."

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "The rumors may not be true. The saying that the soul has left the body may also be dead. Besides this?"

"No, or I don't know." Jiang He said.

This is what he heard from hearsay at the beginning. Later, Jiang He went to look up ancient books, and it was indeed recorded that such a thing was recorded. As for whether he really became a fairy, who knows.

Zhang Ming let out a 'huh', spread his hands and said, "That's boring."

It seems that cultivating immortals is not feasible in this world. Sure enough, there must be some rules.

Things like ascension are obviously beyond the standard.

From this point of view, the ancestor of the Taoist sect 300 years ago ascended to the sky and flew to the bliss of the Western Paradise, and it is impossible to become a fairy.

Zhang Ming took a sip of wine, shook his head involuntarily, and sighed, "You were almost bypassed. What's the matter with the dragon energy in the sword? Is that sword useful or not?"

Jiang He just smiled slightly, and sighed leisurely while drinking: "You have to tie the bell to untie it."

.........

Under the Qingcheng Mountain.

Looking around, there is no corner of the thousand and eighty steps missing, and the steps are complete.

Climbing to Xiantai, looking for the road to immortality.

People who walk up from here come to seek immortality, while those who walk down from above are mostly people who have experienced the world of mortals.

Here is the legendary realm of the Immortal Family - Daozong!

Normally, there are very few people who come to visit Daozong, because most of the people on this mountain are Taoist priests with strong noses, and ordinary people can't understand what they say. Here we go.

"Don't worry, don't worry about it. Don't think about food and clothing, don't think about lust, don't think about fame and fortune, don't think about honor or disgrace, keep one in mind, the way of nature."

The rosin was lingering, and the disciples in the hall were engrossed in listening to it, but they all came back to their senses the moment the voice fell. Although this sermon was mentioned in the Daoist scriptures, but it was said from the door of the master, but there was no feeling. .

The contemporary master Su Jiuran put down the Daozong in his hand and looked down at the disciples.

But there was a sudden pause, he raised his head and looked outside the main hall, the direction he was looking at was Dengxiantai.

"A guest is here." Su Jiuran said.

In this regard, Su Jiuran was not too surprised. In fact, he had already calculated everything today a few days ago, but at this moment, he was still a little helpless.

On the immortal platform, there was an old man in gray robe holding a golden long sword in both hands. It looked like a golden dragon was hovering around the body of the sword, with five claws clinging to it.

The old man walked through these one thousand and eighty steps step by step, without missing any steps.

Wen Tianxing raised his head, and the vision above the mountain top gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

Above is the majestic and towering hall, and below is the floating clouds and mists. It is really a fairyland, worthy of being the realm of the fairy family.

Su Jiuran was already waiting here, and behind him were several real elders.

Wen Tianxing walked up to them holding the imperial sword.

"I have seen all the Taoist priests." Asked Tian Xing.

The real people nodded slightly in response.

Wen Tianxing raised his head, his eyes were cloudy and white, and he said: "I got this sword, I want to get the energy from the sword, and I ask all the Taoist priests to help Xing a certain arm."

Su Jiuran was in front of the crowd, he looked at Tian Xing and said, "The benefactor knows that the catastrophe in this world is caused by you."

"Prosperous and chaotic times are all caused by me. I only know that winners and losers are determined by people!" Holding a long sword in his hand, Wen Tianxing laughed loudly and said, "Unpredictable things happen in the sky, and disasters happen to people every day!" Fu, there is nothing in this world that remains unchanged, and the great world is about to rise, why don't Taoist priests take a gamble with Xing Mou."

"Wuliang Tianzun." Su Jiuran closed his eyes and sighed: "The Taoist sect has a sword, and the sword calls Wuliang, which can turn into thousands of handles. If the benefactor can't take this sword, please retreat."

"Just come." Wen Tian Xing said.

As soon as the voice fell,

I saw Su Jiuran fighting with several Taoist elders.

In Cheng Tiangang's large formation, the wooden sword is held in hand, and Taoism is born. The point of the wooden sword in the hand is all pointing to the person standing on the fairy platform.

"Jiancheng!"

With a soft drink, Wen Tianxing saw tens of thousands of swords transformed in front of his eyes, covering the sky above his head and covering his eyes.

Chapter 377: I Bet With You

The sword is like stars in the nine heavens, boundless and endless.

The so-called immeasurable, ever-changing, the sword intent condenses into a jade sword, turning into thousands of handles.

With just one sword, the sky and the sun can be covered.

In the cloud and mist, there seemed to be a bell ringing, the quaint copper bell rang, the Taoist intent, the sword intent, or countless intentions, all of which were integrated into the sword.

The sword is immeasurable, and there is no quantification of the sword.

This is also the second time for Wen Tianxing to come here. Many years ago, he sneaked into the Daozong Library and stole the so-called exercise book that hurt Tianhe.

"Speaking of which, I can be regarded as a half cultivator now."

Wen Tianxing raised his head, the blind eye could not see any starlight, and the other eye reflected the Infinite Sword.

He holds the imperial sword in his hand, and when he raises his hand, the wind is surging.

The person who holds the sword is also the emperor. There are only a handful of people in the world who can control this sword. Even if he asks Tian Xing to be blind, he still has this qualification.

"Yan!!"

In a trance, there seemed to be a dragon's cry resounding on this mountain.

Standing on the immortal platform, the blind old man swung the sword in his hand.

He is not a swordsman, but he can cut through Wuliang.

The so-called terrestrial immortal means that in the sky and the earth, no one can stop, no one can stop, and they are at ease.

"Boom."

With a sound of shattering, the tens of thousands of swords that covered the sky and the sun were like broken bronze mirrors, shattering from the middle bit by bit, and the cracks gradually became larger until they covered the thousands of swords.

"break!"

Wen Tianxing spat out a word.

In the blink of an eye, the crack shattered, and thousands of swords turned into stars and fell down.

In the arena, only the golden golden dragon sword was still shining, and the swords in the hands of the Taoist elders and the sect masters all dimmed.

There is no showy skill in this sword.

The blind man doesn't know how to use a sword, but he can still break through infinite.

If not, then break it with force.

Wen Tianxing raised his head and said, "Master Daoist, it seems that I won the bet."

"Master..."

All the elders looked at Su Jiuran who stood at the front.

Su Jiuran shook his head and said, "You still owe me something from Daoism."