One Sword Nine Ya

Lu Hongyan gritted her teeth and waved her sword to separate Mr. Lanshan, and rushed towards the vortex below, but the blade of the sword encountered a thick layer of hard energy, like a piece of iron hitting a boulder, and the tiger's mouth was numb from the shock.

Lu Lanshan no longer cared about her, and said, "Let's fight, seventeen."

The disciple elders around him continued to stimulate the sword shadow with sword energy.

The seventeen sword shadows buzzed, moved horizontally, and arranged in a row, with countless mysterious lines intertwined, carrying a vigorous sword energy, pressing down towards the vortex layer by layer.

The rotation of the vortex did not stop, but the range did not continue to expand. A layer of stellar energy separated the vortex from the island, and the waves surged in vain, unable to hurt everyone outside that layer of stellar energy.

An elder said: "This is..."

"I can't suppress it, so I have to hold it down temporarily. The 34 swords in Jianzhong are our last reliance. If Guixu continues to move, I will use the sword again," Lu Lanshan said solemnly, "When the 34 swords are exhausted, there will be no power to recover."

"Although the return to the market in the past is turbulent, it is still under our control. Why is it here?"

"Was that Lord Ye Jian and his first disciple just now?"

"The entrance to Guixu has been sealed by the ten thousand zhang stellar energy, how will Ye Jian get out?"

Lu Lanshan listened to the inquiries from the young disciples around him, but did not answer, and said in a calm tone, "Finished the formation."

The sword energy rose again, and the formation was completely formed, covering the entire vortex, making it unbreakable, no one outside could get in, and the things inside couldn't come out.

Lu Hongyan gave him a bitter look.

"Mr. Dragon, offend me." Lu Lanshan bowed to her, closed his eyes and concentrated on presiding over the formation.

The water was cold and dark.

Mr. Chen doesn't know how to water, which makes him feel very scared.

She had no choice but to tightly hug Ye Jiuya's waist, wrapping her whole body around him.

After falling into the extreme depths of the sea, I felt that the cold sea water in all directions was squeezing my limbs and bones hard, my ears were buzzing, my headache was about to split, and my whole body seemed to be thrown into a millstone for grinding.

Then suddenly, the stagnation of the sea water disappeared, and the whole person became light, as if he had been thrown into the high air——unfortunately, this only lasted for a moment, and immediately became dizzy again. Entering the lung lobe, rushing left and right, the feeling is really indescribable.

——Then fell hard on the hard ground a few times before stopping.

Even though Ye Jiuya blocked a lot when he landed, Chen Weichen still felt pain all over his body, he groaned a few times very uncomfortable, and was pulled up from the ground by Ye Jiuya.

His vision was all blurred, and he could only vaguely see a figure in white clothes. He was sinking and floating in dizziness, and it took him a long time to see the things in front of him clearly.

He and Ye Jiuya were standing on a ferocious cliff—perhaps on an irregular platform in the cliff, with black and cold rocks above, and the same below.The rugged black stone extends upwards along the cliff, with no end in sight.

There is a gray mist under the cliff. Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking forward, there is nothing but emptiness.

Nothing.

It is not the emptiness of the house and the walls, but the utter, boundless emptiness.

Chen Weichen took off the exquisite jade around his waist and threw it down the cliff.

Peiyu disappeared in an instant.

First the white and transparent pendant, then the fine tassels, gradually disappeared, and was swallowed by the void without a sound.

There is a big gully in the sea, and there is no bottom below it.

Those who return, finally.

He was staring blankly, when he suddenly heard a sound of "Ahhhhhhhh—" from above, and a figure in distress fell down quickly.

Chen Weichen immediately recognized the owner of the voice: "Ah Hui!"

Ye Jiuya's sword energy was held down for a while, Wen Hui's fall slowed down slightly, and he fell in embarrassment, but luckily he didn't hurt his muscles or bones.

A round black figure jumped out of his arms, meowed unkindly a few times, staring at Chen Weichen with green eyes.

Chen Weichen greeted respectfully: "Miss Qingyuan is here too."

Then he looked up: "Miss Lu and the little Taoist haven't come down yet?"

Wen Hui recovered from the shock, gasped for several breaths, and was finally able to speak—the voice was still fluttering: "Miss Lu was stopped by Mr. Lanshan!"

Chen Weichen clicked his tongue.

The boy picked up the black cat and beat the young master: "You're courting death again! What the hell is this place!"

The black cat is very cooperative at this time, with sharp claws, and wants to add a few paw prints on the young master's good skin.

Chen Weichen hid behind Ye Jiuya for a while, then dodged behind Wen Hui, put his arms around his shoulders, and admitted his mistake: "Wrong, I was wrong—next time I jump into the sea, I must tell Ah Hui first."

After admitting his mistake, Chen Weichen asked: "They all failed to come down—why did you bring Qingyuan here?"

The boy muttered sullenly: "I don't know either. At that time Lord Yanlong and Lord Lanshan were fighting fiercely, and others were concentrating on playing with their sword energy. Daoist Xie said that the next place was dangerous, so he pulled me and refused to let me go down. He was very strong." Really, I was determined that I couldn't break free, but I felt that something was pulling on it, and Daochang Xie somehow slipped his hand when I pulled it lightly—his cat was still being hugged by me, and I didn't know what he was going to do when he was on top. "

It was understandable for Mr. Lanshan to try to stop Lu Hongyan, but Wen Hui was dragged away -- this is a strange thing.

Although Xie Lang looks ordinary, with a bit of talkative air, after all, he is the master of the pure temple, inheriting an exquisite orthodox tradition. It is really incomprehensible that someone quietly snatched someone from him at the scene.

What's more, what's the use of Wen Hui's mortal body?

They thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure out why.

Ye Jiuya: "Guixu's aura is abnormal, maybe it's a coincidence."

Chen Weichen thought of the scene of the stars above the whirlpool, and nodded.

Seeing this, Wen Hui felt a little relieved.

There is an abyss ahead, and a cliff behind. It can be described as a dilemma. Wen Hui wondered: "Young Master, Ye Jianzhu, what are we doing?"

Ye Jiuya answered him, "Looking for someone."

"People?" Wen Hui was surprised, and couldn't figure out how there could be people in such a ghostly place.

Chen Weichen glanced at a rock wall from the corner of his eye, and said, "There are words there."

They looked, and saw sharp strokes deeply penetrating into the black stone:

The mountains are high and the waters are wide, who will come here to open up the chaos

The earth is far and the sky is long, I also want to smash the universe

The tone can be described as extremely rampant.

Looking back and forth around the handwriting, I found a hidden cave hidden among the jagged rocks.

Ye Jiuya walked into the cave alone. After passing through the stone corridor, there was a spacious stone room. There were many words engraved on the wall, which were written by the same person as the two sentences outside. The silver hook and iron paintings are certainly beautiful, but once they become more, they will inevitably look like It's a group of demons dancing wildly, which dazzles people.

But there was a person sitting upright on the stone platform in the center, dressed in gray, suppressing a group of demons dancing wildly in a room.

It was a woman, motionless.There are no wrinkles, the age cannot be seen from the face, the hair is white and loose, like a stone statue, but it is not as compassionate as the Buddha and Bodhisattva worshiped by ordinary people.

She slowly opened her eyes: "You are Jiange Ye Jiuya."

Ye Jiuya saluted her: "Senior Chi."

Her smile was endlessly cold and chilling: "But the time has come?"

Ye Jiuya: "Yes."

The woman laughed: "I opened up the world here in the void, and sat there for 19 years, just to see what the way of heaven is—Ye Jiuya, are you here to invite me out?"

Ye Jiuya met her gaze and said, "Kaishengshengshenghuatai, please help me, senior."

"Very good." She stood up and stepped down the stone platform, "Back then, I played chess with the Dao of Heaven, but in the end it was a short game. If my apprentice who was named is brought back to life, and the game of luck is reopened, the outcome is still unknown .”

She looked at Ye Jiuya, and said again: "However, when will your Jiange want to open up and sail against the current with me?"

"Jiange has no such intentions, the younger generation came here only to end obsessions."

She said coldly: "It turns out that he is still a lackey of heaven."

Ye Jiuya didn't speak, his expression was still calm and calm.

"If you have the courage to come here, you must have cultivated the sword to the extreme and can cut through the void. In this case, you take me out of the ruins, and I will help you open the stage of creation, and it will be considered clean." She came to the entrance of the cave, looked at The vast void.

They flew out from the hole, and when they landed on the platform below, Chen Weichen was shaking Wen Hui: "Ah Hui, Ah Hui!"

Wen Hui answered him in a daze: "My lord..."

The white-haired woman stepped forward and looked at him: "Have you left your soul?"

Chen Weichen patted Wen Hui's cheek, saw that he didn't respond, and said, "I stared at the abyss in front of me in a daze for a while, and it became like this."

After he finished speaking, he carefully glanced at Ye Jiuya: "Master, this is..."

"My name is Chi Juntian." The woman's voice was cold.

Chen Weichen respectfully said: "I have seen Senior Chi."

Chi Juntian could barely be regarded as Emperor Yan's master—this person should have it in his memory, but he pretended not to know it. Ye Jiuya remembered that Chen Weichen was like this in front of Lu Hongyan on weekdays, so he didn't say much.