Dressed as Jackie Chan Aotian, countless big guys are vying to be my dog ​​licker

Jiang Helu stood by the sword-washing pool.

He looked at the statue of Taojun Yuqing who was looking down at the sword-washing pool. He saw that the statue still had its eyes lowered, holding a sword in one hand and holding a lotus in the other. It was neither sad nor happy, just like the sword that had appeared before the stick of incense. The scene I heard from Elder Xuefeng was just an illusion.

No one knows why the statue of Lord Yuqing suddenly moved.

Just like no one knows why Xie Yanyan fell into the sword washing pool so suddenly.

Almost everyone already knew that this young monk was in trouble. Jiang Helui just stood by the calm sword washing pool and looked at Taoist Yuqing who was neither sad nor happy.

"Is this my chance?"

In other words, is this an opportunity for Yuqingjing?

He knew that Daojun Yuqing would not answer, just as he had questioned the way of heaven countless times in his heart but could never get an answer.

……

Xie Wangyan watched helplessly as Zhu Yuqing and Changfeng Sword merged into one.

Then the Changfeng Sword let out a sword cry, and the sword soul in the entire sword tower shook together, almost destroying the already broken giant tower.

But in a moment, the sword soul of Changfeng Sword once again transformed into Zhu Yuqing, or perhaps from the beginning, the sword soul of Changfeng Sword was a clone and remnant soul of Zhu Yuqing.

He looked at Xie Wangyan.

Xie Wangyan was about to say congratulations when he realized that the next second, the Changfeng Sword entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

——The sword that created the world by Taojun Yuqing.

Entering the sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

Let Xie Wangyan's entire sea of ​​consciousness tremble.

The next second, Zhu Yuqing stretched out his fingers and tapped Xie Wayan's eyebrows. Then, just like when he fought against the Jin family ancestor that day, he directly possessed him. Xie Wayan closed his eyes and floated in the sword washing pool.

Many pictures appeared in his mind.

Some are from Changfeng Sword, and some are from Zhu Yuqing.

He saw the Changfeng Sword being forged by Zhu Yuqing from the sword's embryo until Zhu Yuqing ascended, but he left the Changfeng Sword in the Yuqing realm along with his own afterimage.

He still had that indifferent expression, with a slight sense of weariness.

There were moles of tears in the corners of his eyes. He looked at the sky and saw a fairy bridge appearing in the Tianmen.

As long as you step on this bridge, you will be able to transcend the world and truly realize the great path. However, Zhu Yuqing just looked at the bridge, then lowered his head and said to Changfeng Jian——

"You stay here and wait for someone who is destined."

After saying that, he sealed the Changfeng Sword at the top of the sword tower and placed a ban on it, so no one else could enter without permission.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yuqing's figure disappeared on the Immortal Bridge... In the dark, Xie Wangyan seemed to have touched the ruthless heaven and the ascending ray of heaven.

These images disappeared very quickly. When he returned to consciousness again, he felt that something seemed to be hidden in his sea of ​​consciousness. When he looked carefully, he found that it was the Changfeng Sword.

Changfeng Sword now stayed obediently in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, completely losing its previous fierce appearance.

He was just a little disappointed, thinking that Zhu Yuqing's afterimage merged with the Changfeng Sword... when he noticed a small man as big as a palm slowly floated out and landed on his shoulder.

"Are you still here?!" Xie Wangyan poked Zhu Yuqing's face in surprise.

Zhu Yuqing sat on his shoulder, staggering around due to being poked, and was distracted in explaining, "I am it, and it is also me."

To put it simply, the Changfeng Sword is already within Xie Wangyan's sea of ​​consciousness anyway. As long as she doesn't leave his side, she can transform into whatever form she wants.

"Go up." Zhu Yuqing said.

After Xie Huanyan heard this, he was just about to ride the bubbles up when he found that his body was much lighter in the water. He reached the surface of the sword-washing pool with almost no effort - and before he was about to break out of the water, The afterimage of Zhu Yuqing also penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness and stayed with Changfeng Sword.

As soon as Xie Huanyan surfaced, the bubbles that avoided the water droplets dissipated.

He immediately let out a big breath.

After wiping his wet face to avoid the water droplets disappearing, he found Jiang Heluo dressed in white standing by the sword washing pool. He didn't know how long he had been here.

"...Immortal Lord?" Xie Wangyan was just about to come out of the sword washing pool.

I found that the entire pool surface seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

No wonder the disciple of Qionghua Peak needed the help of Daojun Yuqing's statue. He looked up at the statue of Daojun Yuqing and found that the sword in the statue's hand had no intention of falling.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should jump to the edge of the sword washing pool first, and then find a way to get up from the edge, he found that his body was light and had been carried by Jiang Helu to the side of the bank.

Xie Wangyan's disciple uniform had already become wet.

He made a finger trick and dried the clothes on his body before looking at Jiang Helu, who was looking at the pool, "How long has it been since the Immortal Lord came?"

He didn't know if Jiang Heyu had noticed the shock caused by the Changfeng Sword just now.

The spiritual energy overflowed at that moment. If Jiang Heyu stood by the sword washing pool, it would be difficult to cover it up...

"Half an hour." Jiang Helu said.

"Come up and go back."

As he spoke, he was about to leave with Xie Wangyan, but Xie Wangyan was a little unsure about Jiang Heyu's intentions... He looked at Jiang Heyu carefully, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Heyu had mentioned the sword washing pool to him a few days ago.

...Is it possible?

Xie Wangyan looked at Jiang Heyu with some surprise. Did he know that this would happen?

However, Jiang Heyu would not answer his questions, and Xie Wangyan didn't know how to bring up Zhu Yuqing, so he simply decided to keep silent.

The two of them were speechless to each other and returned to the top of Zetian Peak.

Looking at the familiar snow that never melts all year round, Xie Wangyan took a breath and was about to say goodbye when he saw Jiang Helu said.

"What sword did you get in the sword washing pool?"

He asked directly and very firmly, as if he didn't think there was a second possibility.

Xie Wangyan's scalp suddenly went numb. He really didn't know if he could tell Jiang Heyu about this matter... He carefully looked at Jiang Heyu's still expressionless face. At this time, the wind and snow fell on him, making him The whole person looks more like it is made of snow.

"I hope the Immortal Lord will impose a ban." Xie Wangyan thought for a moment and said cautiously.

Jiang Heluo didn't ask any more questions, but just brought Xie Wayan to the cave.

Seeing the familiar cave, Jiang Helu said, "The restrictions here are sufficient."

Xie Huanyan did not hesitate after hearing the words and directly took out the long sword from the sea——

When the long sword was taken out, it made a sword cry.

Jiang Heluo still had the same expression. He seemed not surprised that there really was Daojun Yuqing's natal sword at the bottom of the sword tower, nor was he surprised that Xie Wangyan, a small fusion monk, could get Daojun Yuqing's natal sword.

He just nodded lightly, "So this is your chance."