One Sword Nine Ya

Xie Lang also came to Zhichen after recuperating for a few days. He was familiar with Taoist spells, and after the formation was researched, he also needed Taoism to make talismans. He could help a lot.

Even though the strength of the few people is beyond reproach, it will take a lot of energy to deal with the demons without knowing it well and turn it into a formation that everyone can use.

Xie Lang frowned, confronting his inner demons.

Lu Hongyan asked him, "How do you feel?"

"I can't say it," Xie Lang thought for a while, and then said, "But the first time I saw it, I knew it was my demon."

"At that time, I met it suddenly and knew it was coming to kill me. Naturally, I was panicked, but now I feel at ease, and I feel... like an old friend for many years."

The little Taoist shook his head, then concentrated on studying the talisman, after a long time, he sighed wearily: "It's really too difficult."

Ye Jiuya asked him: "Are there any techniques in the Taoist sect that can help people guard their gods?"

"Yes, but I can't deal with the inner demon," Xie Lang said with a wry smile, "Master Ye Jian, you have a strong mind, so naturally you don't have such worries, but this inner demon is really powerful... When it came towards me, I guarded everything. The spell of concentration is useless, and I have mastered the Tao, let alone those disciples below."

"The sword platform also has a lot of mental techniques like this," Lan Shanjun said. "If you help people keep their minds and block their demons at the same time, it may be effective."

"It's also..." Xie Lang wrote it down, and took another look at the tiredness and faint paranoia in his clear eyebrows, and said, "Mr. Lanshan, you have been sleepless these days, it's time to take a rest."

"It's okay." Mr. Lanshan smiled slightly: "The demons are important. Since this matter started because of the mirror, it should be quelled by me. It's just that I have troubled you all. I really feel ashamed."

Xie Lang sighed: "The sky is falling, so we have to bear it together. If the emperor is still there, maybe we don't have to worry about it."

Lu Hongyan's eyes were a little lost: "Wait for August..."

"August?" Xie Lang was puzzled.

Lu Hongyan kept her mouth shut, and let him ask again without making a sound.

It was Mr. Lanshan who picked up the conversation: "At the Battle of Tianhe, Master and I were both there. We were fortunate enough to witness that under the sword of the emperor, a three thousand li sword energy barrier was erected on the land of Central Continent, and the demon world could not go any further. Recently, I have often thought, What would it be like if he was still alive?"

The little Taoist had a good heart, and he also deliberately wanted to talk to Lu Lanshan to relieve him: "At that time, he didn't seem to be an emperor yet."

Lu Lanshan said: "Indeed, the emperor has no sect and no sect, and he has never heard of where his master is, but that sword is enough to prove his realm... After the battle of Tianhe, he defeated three emperors and fourteen princes in a row, and boarded the Huandang Mountain, which no one has been able to climb for more than a hundred years, has been the emperor since then. But why he didn't go to Huandang Mountain before is an unsolved case."

Xie Lang: "If you want me to say, if it wasn't for the real difficulties in the fairy world at that time, it is not certain whether the emperor will be born... It is really unimaginable to lose three monarchs and fourteen princes in a row within half a year."

"Not half a year."

"Huh?" Xie Lang was greatly surprised that the information he got was wrong.

"Half a year after the Battle of Tianhe, he defeated three monarchs and fourteen princes in three days—plus the time of the round trip."

Xie Lang: "..."

While they were talking, Lu Hongyan made tea, first put a cup in front of Ye Jiuya, then gave it to Kong Ming, and finally gave it to Xie Lang and Mr. Lanshan.

She returned to Ye Jiuya: "Senior Brother Ye, accompany me for a walk."

Ye Jiuya got up and followed her out of the palace gate, the snow-white and bright-red backs matched each other very well.

Lanshan-jun said slowly: "I didn't know Ye Jianzhu had a relationship with Xilong-jun before."

"The two of them have been friends of the same family." Xie Lang had traveled with them before and knew a lot of inside information. "Miss Lu has a bad temper, only Ye Jianzhu can control her."

Mr. Lanshan glanced out of the window, and then put all his attention into the formation.

Ye Jiuya looked at Lu Hongyan: "What's the matter?"

Lu Hongyan pursed her lips and said, "Do you know why he wants to be the emperor?"

Before Ye Jiuya could answer, she went on to say: "He never paid attention to those things, if you fool me with the words that Huandang Mountain is connected to the sky, connected to the earth, and good for cultivation, I won't believe it. "

Ye Jiuya looked towards the distant sky: "...I know."

White mist lingers in the distant mountains, like snow.

There is always snow in Jiange throughout the year. During the battle of Tianhe, the red blood dyed the white snow into crimson.

When the old pavilion master was about to go down the mountain, he handed over the precious and important keepsake of the Jiange Pavilion to him: "If you go here, you will be close to death. Master also knows that you are young, but the Jiange Pavilion has important responsibilities and dare not entrust others. Remember, if something happens to you , there is no time for my Jiange to be revived. Even if the whole family dies in battle, you are not allowed to go down the mountain."

——He then watched the teacher go down the Liuxue Mountain with his sword.

The news of death came from Tianhe day by day, and one by one was delivered to him, all of them were fellow teachers and friends.

Then he will circle the roster with ink and pen, and send the other fellow teachers and friends to the Tianhe battlefield.

Looking up from the top of Liuxue Mountain, it seems as if you can hear the clang of soldiers.

Xiandao tried his best, but still struggled.

He suddenly heard footsteps, someone came to him, stood beside the white stone railing and looked into the distance.

He turned his head to look, and recognized that it was the man in black who had met him a few days ago and used his sword to point out the maze for him.

The man looked into the distance, and his voice was high and casual: "Is there a sword?"

He handed over the folded bamboo sword in his hand.

Ice crystal clear, a cold white long sword.

The man stroked Jianfeng slowly with his fingertips: "If there is no one who recognizes the Lord."

Ye Jiuya went to the sword pool, looked at the hundreds of long and short magic weapons for a long time, and finally went back to his room, and took out a heavy, black long sword from a long black box .

"Although Zhezhu is a magical weapon that you see once in a hundred years, it can't be with you for a lifetime," the old pavilion master once said, "If you want to practice the best swordsmanship, you have to find the cold iron in the deepest part of the Xuechuan by yourself, and find the best sword. A famous swordsmith, take blood from his heart to nourish him day by day. If it takes ten years, when you grow up, this peerless sword will be ready. At that time, you will recognize the master again - there is no magic weapon in the world that can compare it."

"Will you?" There was a little interest in the man's eyes, and Xu Shi could tell the origin of the sword at a glance.

"Since you are worthy of it, why bother to ask me if I am willing?"

The man didn't say much, he cut his finger with the blade of the sword, and the blood sank into the blade in an instant, and the blade buzzed.

His face is a kind of indifferent beauty that makes people unforgettable. After recognizing the master, he looked in the direction of Tianhe: "The best way of swordsmanship is not necessary to use a sword, but my realm is still far from there, so I have to borrow yours first." Use the sword."

"what are you going to do?"

"I wanted to wait until I reached the realm," he said in a calm voice, "it's just that you are still young. If you die like this, you will inevitably give birth to demons."

The man soared into the air and drew out his sword lightly.

The wind and snow all over the sky made it stagnant, and the meandering mountains trembled.

The barrier of sword energy stretched for three thousand miles, and the magnificent light covered the sky and covered the earth.

Someone turned the Tianhe River with a sword, and became famous all over the world.

The battle of Tianhe is over.

He turned around and fell back to where he was, with his sword back in its sheath.

Ye Jiuya finally asked him: "Who are you?"

The man didn't answer him, but asked: "Ten years this year?"

When Ye Jiuya answered his age, he said flatly, "I'll give you 30 years."

No matter how plain the tone was, it couldn't hide the arrogance that was almost arrogant in those words.

30 years is a long time.

Even if there was a sword that made Tiandi lose color just now, the young man still carried some unyielding things in his bones. He asked, "Which king and lord are you?"

"Not a prince."

"I'm not a prince, so how can I assert that I will be as good as you in 30 years?"

"I thought," the man's voice was still flat: "In another 300 years, there will be no one in the world who can match me."

——It turned out that the "30 years" was not contempt, but flattery.

"You don't believe me..." There was a trace of confusion in the man's eyes, and after a while, his slightly frowning brows relaxed: "Give me three days."

When the black robe was about to leave, Ye Jiuya asked, "What's your name?"

The man didn't answer.

——Ye Jiuya knew this person's name after hearing the emperor's name half a year later.

He spent half a year waiting for the Three Lords and Fourteen Marquis of Immortal Dao, who had been severely injured by the Tianhe battle, to recover their strength, and defeated them one by one in three days.

The news that came to the snow mountain said that the emperor only used seventeen swords to defeat these seventeen people.