She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

At that time, it was the top of Kunlun.

Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei had solemn faces, standing expectantly in the ice and snow, looking at the white-robed swordsman with white beard and hair in front of them.

"I only use one sword, how much you can learn depends on your own understanding!"

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the thunderous sound of sword energy around him made the heaven and earth eclipse. The wind and snow suddenly became biting, like thousands of swords firing at once.

"Eight Wastelands Return to Yuan, Ten Thousand Swords Conquer the Sect!"

Xie Jingshan grabbed Zhao Benlei's arm suddenly and his eyes widened. Zhao Benlei also tensed up. He looked at the sword master nervously and pointed his sword, slashing in the air.

The whole world suddenly stopped at this moment, with only the sound of the north wind whistling, the expressions of Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei gradually dimmed, and their hearts were filled with chills.

"Ok! It's stuck again!"

Xie Jingshan sighed, looking at the sword master in the wind and snow like a statue, maintaining the posture of commanding the sword, motionless.

"This is the thirteenth time." Zhao Benlei also sighed heavily.

He and Xie Jingshan entered the wilderness together and landed here. Asking the Taoist at the mountain gate, they learned that this was the mountain gate of the ancient sword sect Xuantian Sword Sect. The two of them immediately thought of the sword that was unprecedented in the history of swordsmanship. Holy.

The sword masters of this era are far more capable than the Mahayana of Xie Jingshan and his era.

The two of them immediately came to visit. Fortunately, they were with the locals from the beginning, so they did not encounter the turbulence of time and space. They also successfully passed the Sword Sect's test and met the Master Sword Master.

Even the Master Sword Master said that the two of them had good swordsmanship talents and was willing to teach them every move.

Who knew that every time Master Sword Master made a move at this time, he would be 'stuck' like now.

Xie Jingshan scratched his head, "Why don't we wait? Maybe it will get over as soon as it gets stuck?"

Zhao Benlei thought of the previous times when they had waited from morning to night until the sunrise the next day, when the sword master would move again, and then asked them blankly who they were and why they were here.

Twelve times, it happened every time, just like before coming to the wilderness, in the black sand wilderness outside, time was restarted infinitely.

But the strange thing is that only this sword master has restarted, and the other disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect continue to live their lives as usual.

"Actually, I have always suspected that this world is fake." Xie Jingshan shook off the wind and snow on his body and said, "Is it possible that this is just the remaining memory of the fallen monks? In their memories, they know this sword master, but they have never seen the sword master. The Holy Spirit takes action.”

Zhao Benlei took advantage of the situation and thought, "So this memory world can't embody the moves of the Sword Master level at all, so it can only get stuck when the move is made? If you say so, it seems to make sense."

Xie Jingshan nodded, "Yes, I got a few sword manuals from the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect, and they had the same situation. Many of the sword manuals had confusing moves, and the sword move illustrations were blank and incomplete. It was like a layman's fiction. It comes out the same.”

Zhao Benlei picked up the sword he had stuck on the ground and said, "Then don't waste time here and go look elsewhere."

Xie Jingshan hesitated and said, "I want to stay. Maybe Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nazhi can find themselves here."

Just as Zhao Benlei was about to speak, a loud noise suddenly broke out at the gate of Xuantian Sword Sect.

I saw that the entire world was divided into two, half of it was still daylight, and one side had begun to fall into darkness.

Ouch! ! !

Amidst the roar of the sky-shaking dragon, a pair of red dragon eyes as huge as the sun and moon slowly opened from the darkness. Wherever he looked, the buildings in the mountain instantly ignited with flames.

Zhao Benlei and Xie Jingshan both turned to look at the stuck Sword Master, but they were still like statues, showing no reaction.

The two of them shook their heads together, and rushed to the mountain gate with their swords to see who the Holy Spirit was, who actually dared to kill Kunlun Qiu, the Holy Land of the Human Race.

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At the gate of Kunlun Qiu Mountain.

Jiang Yuebai waded through mountains and rivers, finally crossing the Wu clan's territory diagonally and arriving at the Kunlun Mountains.

In the distance, she could see mountains and seas of clouds.

The Qiong Palace of the Immortal Palace is dotted with high pavilions and towers, jade and golden bridges, auspicious clouds in the sky, and cranes in groups.

At that moment, Jiang Yuebai felt as if he had stepped from a backward small mountain village into a prosperous city.

She settled Yanmiao in an uninhabited mountain and left Yanmiao with a black beetle. Because what she wanted to do had to travel through the turbulent flow of time, she couldn't take Yanmiao with her.

She also told Yan Miao before leaving that if she didn't come back, she would go back by herself.

Afterwards, Jiang Yuebai recalled the appearance of the shamans of the Zhu clan, changed his aura and appearance, and forcibly raised his figure to become similar to Yan Miao.

She also found some colored grass in the mountains, smeared some paint on her face, caught a golden pheasant, plucked the feathers and inserted them into her braids.

After that, he found the mountain gate of Xuantian Sword Sect.

There are many Taoist sects in the Paradise of Cave Heaven in the Kunlun Mountains, but the mountain gate of Xuantian Sword Sect is the largest and the best to find. After all, not everyone can hang nine giant swords in the sky, and they are not afraid of falling down one day and killing themselves. people.

At the mountain gate, Jiang Yuebai took out Xie Jingshan's portrait and asked the gatekeeper if he had seen it.

When Tao Tong saw that she was a shaman, his eyes looked a little contemptuous and he said that he had never met the two of them.

Jiang Yuebai didn't care. He used his ring to find a crack in time to slip into, and asked again at the mountain gate in another time.

After wearing it five times in a row, the two Taoist boys were always at the door, sometimes getting younger and sometimes getting older.

Finally, Jiang Yuebai learned the whereabouts of Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei from two male cultivators who had become Taoist priests.

"...The two of you are practicing swordsmanship at the Sword Master of our sect. If you want to ask them for anything, explain it clearly first, and then we will see if we can help you pass it on."

The two male cultivators held their chins high and spoke condescendingly to Jiang Yuebai.

Jiang Yuebai suddenly thought that Yan Chiyu had told her before that Wei once went to Kunlun Qiu to become a disciple, but was kicked out. The human race looked down on the shamans.

"Senior brother, do you think she looks familiar? We seem to have seen her when we were children, and we also came here to find someone."

Two male cultivators carrying swords whispered to each other.

Jiang Yuebai raised his eyebrows, put his hands on his hips, and raised a mocking smile on his lips.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's rare that you still remember me, and you are still guarding the door after all these years. It seems that the two of you are just the gatekeepers. No wonder dogs look down on people."

"You!" The male cultivators were furious, and they all drew their swords.

Jiang Yuebai took a step back, "To be honest, I'm here to set fire to your mountain gate today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a ray of fire rushed out from the back of Jiang Yuebai's neck, turned into a candle dragon in the air, circled around Jiang Yuebai, and then flew into the palm of her hand.

Boom!

With the spear on the ground, the candle dragon domain instantly spreads out!

The power between heaven and earth was wildly mobilized by Jiang Yuebai. Her face had a very wild oil paint, her braids were flying in the wind, and she was majestic.

The realm of the candle dragon expands infinitely, plunging half of the world into darkness.

"Old Niubi, I, the young master of the Zhu family, came to seek help that day because I thought highly of you, but you actually turned away my young master, the Zhu family, and humiliated me at will. You simply don't take our Zhangwei Mountain in your eyes!"

"Today's burning of the mountain is a lesson. In the future, I will definitely ask the Dragon God Jiuyin to come out of the mountain, gather an army, and flatten your Kunlun Mountains. By then, one by one, you will all become slaves of my Zhu clan shamans!"

clang--

clang--

clang--

The bronze bell in the mountain rang, and all the Taoist gates in the Kunlun Hills were alarmed!

Jiang Yuebai launched a reckless attack on the Xuantian Sword Sect's mountain gate, setting fire to the mountain and causing destruction everywhere. It was very impressive and the scene was grand. There were actually no casualties, which was just annoying.

Seeing the rays of sword light coming towards this side, Jiang Yuebai's eyes were sharp, while searching for traces of Xie Jingshan and Zhao Benlei, he was holding on to the ring, ready to run away at any time.

See you tomorrow~