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Luo Yuan also wanted to see what the rumored Raising the Sword with Anger looked like, so he used the Xiaoyao Sword to fight the Nujian Immortal for a while.

After almost feeling what the other party's "Wrath Sword Dao" looked like, he settled the battle with a single sword.

Bai Xiaotang's evaluation of him as the top of the list was not arbitrarily chosen, Luo Yuan...

It really has that strength!

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Chapter 130 Sword Dance National War!

This is not the first time Luo Yuan has come to the Western Regions.

The first time he came to the Western Regions was to escort the evil monk Wu Xin.But this time, it was to find Gu Jianxian to test his sword.

After leaving Sangu City, the scene in front of me is only the loneliness and desolation of the desert, except for the endless yellow, there are few other colors.

Even so, Zhao Yuzhen never took his eyes off the window.

At this time, he withdrew his gaze, and said in a sad tone: "I never thought that there would be such a big difference between the scenery of the Western Regions and Beili. This place is really desolate."

Luo Yuan shook the water glass in his hand, a chill came up, and then, a few more ice cubes appeared in the glass, he handed the water glass to Li Hanyi, and said:

"Yes, this place is indeed desolate, and it is precisely because of this that the prosperity of the 32 Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions appears."

Buddhism promotes "karma cycle" and "reincarnation", and believes that all the sufferings in this life are for reincarnation and a happy life in the next life.

In this way, it just becomes a ray of "light" for those who are trapped in the sea of ​​suffering and cannot escape.

Zhao Yuzhen looked at the iced drink in Li Hanyi's hand anxiously, until Luo Yuan also gave him a cup, and he thanked him.After taking it, he raised his head and took a big sip, then heaved a sigh of satisfaction.

In such hot weather, drinking a glass of ice water is indescribably enjoyable.

After drinking the water, Zhao Yuzhen continued, "From brother Luo's tone, it seems like you don't like Buddhism?"

After hearing this sentence, Luo Yuan waved his hands quickly.

"Don't put a big hat on me, I never said such a thing! I just want to express that the quality of life of the people here is not so good."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuzhen nodded, "It's Yuzhen Menglang."

While speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped for some unknown reason.

When I got out of the carriage, I saw many ruins in front of me. It was difficult for the carriage to pass, so the clay figurine in charge of driving stopped the carriage.

"We're almost there." Li Hanyi's voice suddenly sounded.

Following her gaze, in the distance, the phantom of a city is looming.

At the same time, the three of them also felt a sense of loneliness coming from ahead, which was different from the desolation of the desert in the Western Regions.

"Let's go."

Parking the carriage in place, the three walked slowly forward.

The appearance of Mu Liangcheng became more and more clear.

Finally, a few hundred steps away from the gate of Muliang City, everyone stopped.

Muliang City used to be a very prosperous city. Although it has become very dilapidated now, it can be seen from the scale of the city that it was once grand.

The huge city looks like a giant beast entrenched in the desert of the Western Regions.

In front of the field of vision, on the high city gate, there is a plaque.

The name on it has withstood the ravages of wind and sand in the Western Regions for an unknown number of years, and it is no longer possible to see the exact words written on it.

But the sword mark on the plaque still exudes sword energy all the time, peerless and desolate.

"One sword in ten years, the sword energy is still there, it can be called eternal." Zhao Yuzhen couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Luo Yuan turned his head to look at Zhao Yuzhen, and joked: "Old Zhao, do you think you can beat this lonely sword fairy?"

Zhao Yuzhen replied with a smile: "I haven't played before, and I don't know, but I know, Brother Luo, you can definitely."

Luo Yuan smiled, suddenly, a passing flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head to look in one direction.

"coming."

Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi also raised their heads.

The place where the three lines of sight converged was also on the tall wall of Muliang City, where a gray figure stood.

Standing alone on the wide city wall, his back is bleak and somewhat lonely.

"Tsk, the Lone Sword Immortal is really lonely." Luo Yuan sighed softly, "Then let me meet this Lone Sword Immortal."

While speaking, he walked forward slowly, his sonorous voice reverberating in the world with the scorching wind from the Western Regions.

"Xiaoyaozong Luoyuan, come to pay a visit to Muliang City, and ask the lonely sword fairy Luo Qingyang!"

After the words fell, the gray figure jumped down from the city wall, and the slightly hoarse voice resounded throughout the world.

"Since you are already at the top of the list, why do you need to ask Jian Muliang?"

Luo Yuan shook his head, "I want to use Gu Jianxian's sword to help me avoid some troubles."

Luo Qingyang said lightly: "Since that's the case, then let me feel the strength of Xiaoyao Sword Immortal that surpasses that of an immortal."

While speaking, he pulled out the extremely long sword from his waist, Jiu Ge.

Luo Yuan also pulled out his Zi Xiao.

The purple sword trembled, and the sword energy was sharp.

Luo Qingyang looked at Zi Xiao, a glint of approval flashed in his eyes.

"Good sword!"

Luo Yuan smiled slightly, "Many people have said this, and I will tell them that this is a magic sword."

"Magic Sword." A slight smile appeared on Luo Qingyang's face, "But Xiaoyao Sword Immortal doesn't have any devilish energy."

The wind from the Western Regions blew across Luo Yuan's face, and his voice reached everyone's ears.

"Then invite Gu Jianxian to try my magic sword used by a non-demon."

As the voice fell, a black shadow and a purple light suddenly appeared in the long yellow sand.

Luo Qingyang also rushed out.

The next moment, the two swords collided, rolling up countless gravel.

The two swords parted, and when they met again, Luo Qingyang's sword technique suddenly changed.His swordsmanship became complicated and complicated, and the steps under his feet were scattered and swift.

The momentum of the sword on Jiu Ge's blade is sometimes surging, and then it becomes ethereal and elegant, and suddenly soft and affectionate.

Zhao Yuzhen's eyes sparkled.

Previously, when there were only five great sword celestial beings in the arena, people had been comparing him with the lonely sword celestial being, and discussing which one was stronger and which was weaker.

However, the two have never had a contest, so this debate has continued until now.

To be honest, Zhao Yu sincerely looked forward to the battle with Luo Qingyang. Although Luo Yuan was fighting Luo Qingyang ahead, he put himself in it.

He looked at Luo Qingyang's sword move, no, it should be a sword dance, and said loudly:

"I once heard that Luo Qingyang created eleven sword dances, called Nine Songs.

The first nine sword dances have the same name as the gods in ancient mythology, and each sword dance corresponds to the temperament of the gods with the same name.

These nine styles are Donghuang Taiyi, Yunzhongjun, Xiangjun, Xiangfu, Da Siming, Shao Siming, Dong Jun, He Bo, and Shan Gui.

And the last two styles are Guoshang with a tragic momentum and vast and peerless sword power, and the ritual soul that gathers all sword energy in one sword. "

It would take more than half an hour to dance the eleven sword dances completely, and it would be too child's play to use the previous sword dances to deal with a sword fairy.

Therefore, what Luo Qingyang danced in the first form was the tenth form, Guoshang!

The wind of the sword danced wildly, and there was a whistling sound. In the wind of the sword blown by the Long Song Sword, there seemed to be tens of thousands of strong men beating drums and singing loudly, their voices were hoarse, mournful and lonely!

In the past, Muliang City was an important town in the Western Regions. There were [-] troops lying dead here. The remains of countless soldiers who died in battle were left in the wilderness until they turned into dust after a hundred years.

This mourning is the national mourning.

And this is the kendo of Gu Jianxian, the desolate sword!

Chapter 131 Miracles of the Western Regions!

At the moment when Luo Qingyang danced the sword dance of Guoshang, Luo Yuan felt a huge sense of desolation rushing towards his face.

Luo Yuan exhaled lightly, and swung Zixiao sword down. This sword was beautiful, soft, and very slow. It picked up the scorching wind of the Western Regions and turned it into a warm spring breeze.

The warm wind blew through the withered grass all around, and the next moment, the desolate withered yellow within a radius of [-] meters instantly burst into endless greenery!

The originally bleak and desolate sand dunes grew countless slender green plants in a way that completely violated the natural rules.

Thousands of bright flowers bloomed on those branches.

Zhao Yuzhen exclaimed: "Such a scene is really the trick of an immortal!"

A trace of tenderness suddenly appeared in Li Hanyi's eyes.

This scene is very familiar.

In the past, he also used this trick to let her keep his unique trick Moon Evening Blossom Morning in the Western Regions without losing the ordinary look.

Now, her husband is about to use her sword moves.

With a swing of the sword, the flowers of the surrounding green plants flew down one after another.

Thousands of brightly colored petals surrounded the long sword, flying around Luo Yuan, like a peerless sword fairy from the sky, descending on this barren land with warmth and vitality.

"My sword, the moon and the sunset!"

Luo Yuan handed out the sword, and at this moment, Guoshang Sword Dance also came to an end.

Luo Qingyang gently lifted the Nine Songs Sword, still bleak and peerless, the elegy of the hero in the wind of the sword was no longer as heroic and high-pitched as it was at the beginning, but became low and long.

When a man of the country finds that the country is hopeless, the sadness reaches its peak.

Sad as the wind, lonely and desolate.

The surrounding green plants are constantly swaying in this solitary coolness, as if they will fly out of the ground in the next second.

Looking at the entire Western Regions, the entire desert.

Desolation and yellowness are the main theme of this barren land, and at this moment, the green here seems to be the loneliness in this world!

The two swords collided.

Thousands of petals were blown away by the sword energy and fell on the ground.

This little greenery is indeed very small, and it is not enough to change this world, but don't worry, please wait patiently for a while.Because behind them, there are tens of thousands of green who are willing to change the world!

Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle.

Those flying flowers are engulfed by yellow, and there is boundless vitality in the land.

Gu Jianxian's Guoshang sword dance had already shaken all the petals, but he suddenly noticed that the main tone of this world had changed.

He heard the sound of countless lives blooming.

His sword stopped slightly, and at this moment, his sword stopped completely.

He saw that countless green plants suddenly grew out of the land!From within a radius of 100 meters, it has been extending outward, 200 meters, 300 meters, [-] meters...

This vibrant greenery extends to an invisible distance! ! !

In Khotan, fifty miles away from Muliang City, the monks who were meditating with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes, and the devout residents who sat on the futons and worshiped Buddha were stunned when they saw the flowers growing suddenly beside the Buddha statue...

Monks, businessmen, and peddlers looked at the endless greenness in front of them, and bowed the most pious kneeling in their lives.

An old man with white beard and hair, kind face and wearing a black Taoist robe bent down, lightly touched a piece of green grass with his fingers, and was in a daze for a long time.

"The law of the immortal!"

Under Muliang City, Luo Qingyang was stunned, Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi were all stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

Looking at the boundless greenery in front of him, Zhao Yuzhen muttered blankly: "Is this a miracle?"

His doubts expressed the aspirations of thousands of people.

Is this a miracle?