One Sword Nine Ya

Eight hundred miles away in Dalongting, the Yanwang Banner flutters.

The Yan family has been raising soldiers for decades, and at this time they took over the capital of the Southern Dynasty, and finally have the confidence to come to the front of the Tao.

The little emperor was about five or six years old, dressed in heavy vermilion clothes, with a fair complexion and a sharp chin.

Zhuang Baihan was wearing a green shirt, leading him to the front of the Suihe Road, all the civil and military officials beside him knelt down, silently.

Just wait for the little emperor to walk through the Shuhe Road, and the mountain shouts long live.

Due to the existence of the two impenetrable places in the Great Dragon Court of Huandang Mountain, everyone in the Fourteen Continents knows that there is indeed a way of heaven in the world.

The Immortal Emperor walks on the Tongtian Road and climbs to the top of Huandang Mountain, while the Human Emperor walks through the Shuhe Road and confers the title of Emperor Dalongting.

"Your Majesty," the green-clothed scholar let go of the little emperor's hand, "let's go."

"Sir..." The little emperor looked at the gloomy sky with a slightly hesitant expression on his face.

There is a wide and long road ahead of him, and there are various statues standing beside the road, sages and saints, potential dragons and flying phoenixes.

At the end is the deep lake with waterfalls. The deep lake is about a hundred feet long. In the center of the lake is a prescription platform, with the sound of dragon howling hidden.

"What will... what will happen?"

"Your Majesty, just move forward," Zhuang Baihan said to the little emperor. "The founding monarchs of all dynasties, who have already occupied most of Central Continent, can walk through the road. Once they are crowned emperor, all countries will submit to them."

"I'm afraid." The little emperor faced the winding road, his face was pale, and he clenched his hands tightly, "Sir, accompany me."

Zhuang Baihan remained silent and looked at the officials below.

The leading general said: "Today we are able to stand here, all thanks to the great virtues of the military adviser. Since His Majesty has spoken today, sir, there is no harm in leaving."

Zhuang Baihan had no choice but to hold the little emperor's hand and move forward slowly.

But there was a sharp whistling sound, countless heart demons flew by in the sky, did not hurt them, but flew away from the top of their heads.

Everyone looked up at the sky, with an ominous premonition in their hearts.

The little emperor's voice was filled with tears: "Sir, sir, I'm afraid."

Zhuang Baihan remembered that he had received a letter from Chen Weichen yesterday, writing about the inner demons and so on, with a spell attached, and also talked about the current status of immortality.

It is said that it is the reincarnation of the heavens, but at this time it has reached the point of decline in the human world. If it is not dormant, it will attract the demons to counterattack. Based on this calculation, if you are enshrined as an emperor and gather luck, you are going against the reincarnation of the heavens.

But if you don't become an emperor, how can you justify the rule of Central Continent, extinguish the flames of war, and support the people's livelihood?

"Yan'er, let's go." Zhuang Baihan's tone was rarely severe, but somehow reassuring, "I will protect you."

He took the little emperor by the hand, and took the first step of the Dao.

At this time, Fuyao Mountain.Thousands of demons roared in the sky, looking like bats from afar.

Everyone in Xiandao gathered in Yuntai, and they are joining forces to resist.

Ye Jiuya and the others faced the attack of the inner demons and blocked most of them, while Lu Hongyan pierced through the air with her red shadow, leading most of the young immortal disciples to break through from the rear and go straight to Huandang Mountain [-] miles away.

At this moment, there is a quiet place in Fuyao Mountain.

Surrounded by hills, at the source of Liulixi, there is a huge Qiong tree with extremely dense leaves and numerous flowers.

The dense flowers and leaves concealed a person lying on the branch.He was dressed in a complicated black robe, with tassels hanging down, dark silver streaks could be seen in the light and shadow, and a faint black air surrounded him. His eyes were looking at the pink and white Qionghua, but he was not engrossed in it, nor did he seem to be in a daze.

The wind stopped, the rustling of leaves stopped, and a clear "click" sounded from under the tree, which was the sound of chess pieces falling on the board.

"Senior brother, please." A female voice was cold.

Then there was an old "cough cough" sound, after a while, he said again: "It is already a hopeless situation, I am old and lame, and I am powerless to recover."

The female voice smiled: "40 years ago, the senior brother played a game of chess in Yunshan, and asked who in the world can compete with the demeanor of the war, and where is it today?"

"I'm old... When my junior sister came out from a group of new disciples and said, 'I will fight with you today', she was truly unparalleled in style. She must be stronger today than she was then."

"Xiao Jiuzuo," suddenly heard a sound of cloth rubbing, and then crackling, and more than a hundred chess pieces were knocked to the ground, "If you can't recover, you don't need to return, I will let you see how this chess game of heaven and earth can be closed." official."

The old cripple coughed a few more times: "Hey, I'll watch."

Above the chess game, there was a vague sigh suddenly.

Chi Juntian was immediately alert: "Who!"

She waved her robe sleeves upwards, her air was surging, and the flowers and leaves of a tree were swept away by the strong wind, leaving only bare branches and no one there.

Chi Juntian looked around, but found no figure: "Is it Master?"

"Probably not," the old cripple squatted down slowly, picking up the chess pieces one by one: "The grand ambitions of his old man were consumed by the way of heaven, and now he is already a mortal except for being able to deduce the secrets of heaven."

At this time, above the cloud platform.

"They have already left, I will also retreat, and lead the demons to Huandang Mountain." Lord Lanshan said.

The Huandang Mountain is connected to the Dao of Heaven and connected to the Earth. It is reasonable to resist the inner demons, but in the current situation, whether the Dao of Heaven will still protect the world is unknown, but it is indeed the only possible way out.

Led by Lu Hongyan of the Second Heaven Realm, and five immortal marquises in the wings, everyone's forward speed is not slow, but the heart demon is almost invisible, and the speed is far faster than them. Fortunately, there is Lord Ye Jianzhu who is behind Build a barrier of sword energy to prevent the demons from approaching them.

They are also gradually retreating, and once they are not defending to the death, the pressure will be much reduced.

During those days in Zhichen Temple, these people have figured out a whole set of methods to deal with the inner demons, and now they are gradually using them, and they are much more comfortable, unlike before when they used all their strength and were still at a loss.

Ye Jiuya poured the sword intent into Jiuya's sword and threw it to Xing Qiu: "I'll go find him."

Xing Qiu weighed Jiuya Sword a few times and grinned at him: "Good sword."

His Majesty the Demon Emperor had already appeared in front of the Immortal Dao, and now he no longer suppressed his cultivation, and with the divine weapon in his hand, the sword energy was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, even Lu Lanshan couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Ye Jiuya dressed in white clothes and descended indistinctly, towards Yulou.

Immortal practice comes from enlightenment, and many images are all transformed into moves.Just like the misty smoky waves and mirages in the South China Sea have cultivated the ever-changing swordsmanship of the sword platform, the whistling cold wind and fluttering snow in the extreme north can also find traces in the people of Jiange——like Ye Jiuya's figure when he was in charge of Qi, like a piece of wind Snow.

Xing Qiu still had enough energy to be distracted, so he gave a "tsk" sound: "My brother Chen once said that there is a saying in the world, 'If you know lust, you will admire Shaoai'. It can be seen that beauty can easily mislead others. Like this, no wonder someone loves him for a little bit. ,able--"

Lu Lanshan was beside him at this time, but he said indifferently: "The state of Ruthless Dao is the rarest and most difficult to keep. At this time, the safety of the Immortal Dao is mostly tied to him, which is really inappropriate."

"Well," Xing Qiu looked at the sword's cold sword intent, "It looks okay."

Lu Lanshan started a formation, his eyes looked at the complicated and flowing lines of the formation, the brilliance was intertwined, making people dazzled, and there was a hint of bewilderment in his eyes: "Good things in the world are not strong."

Ye Jiuya landed in the corridor of Yulou, in front of the door.

He opened the door and went in. The lingering incense from last night was still there, and there was a faint warm fragrance on his face. Everything inside the door was as usual, but there was no one there.

This scene seems familiar.

The phoenix chirped long by the stream.

Ye Jiuya walked over and saw that Huangniao's eyes were looking at a red leaf blocked by stones at the corner of the stream.

There are ink marks on the red leaves, which are elegant and elegant, and the outline is lingering.

"In recent dreams, I often feel heart palpitations. I have been wandering for 20 years, and my life's worries are finally over. I only know where to go, and I don't know where to go."

Ye Jiuya held the edge of the leaf with his fingers, exerting force unconsciously, breaking a trace on the edge of the red leaf which was already brittle due to death.

Numerous flashes and shadows pass by, laughing or mourning, vivid and confusing.

He also had many floating memories in his life, because there were few things to worry about, they passed away and he didn't remember any more.

There are two people who are the most real.

One person stood on the top of the snow mountain, standing tall in the wind, and said, I will teach you a sword.

One person is in the beautiful world of mortals, holding a fan and laughing under the moon, saying, come and drink with me.

Only these two people are full of ink and color, only these two people are unpredictable.

One doesn't know life and death, and the other doesn't know truth or falsehood.

He remembered that when we met for the first time a year ago, Chen Weichen had made a serious oath word by word, but everything I said to you, no matter in the past, now, or in the future, not a single word is true, if there is——

It's just that this person is always surrounded by layers of doubts to him.

He didn't say anything, he didn't ask, but he knew in his heart that even if that person didn't tell lies, there should be a lot of concealment—where did he come from, and what did he do.

Saying "I only know where to go, but I don't know where to go", I think it's my own departure, not an accident-it's the second time I left without saying goodbye.

After this farewell, I don't know how to meet again.

Memories of the past, especially warm with the touch, change suddenly and gather and disperse in a hurry.

Or he met unexpectedly like in the great hall of Zhichen that day, lingering with sandalwood, or there was no trace in the vast sea of ​​people, or he was already in the midst of all demons at this time.

He suddenly felt a little confused, Hongye let go, fell back into the stream, spun a few times, and went downstream, gradually getting farther away.

The moment he let go of his hand, it seemed that something was separated from him, and countless gentle scenes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and countless hands were stretched out, pulling himself.

He is not standing by the stream at this moment, but standing in the abyss of the world of mortals.

A long time ago, everyone in Zhichen Hall had heard about the sharp fight between Xing Qiu and Kong Ming.

In the end, Xing Qiu said, if you don't enter the world of mortals, how can you be enlightened?

He suddenly thought, now, is he considered to be part of the world of mortals.

The moment he opened the door and saw the empty room, he really felt something was lost in his heart - after all, he was greedy for the gentle and romantic corner of that person's eyes.

Thousands of zhang turbulent waves hit the shore, rushed up the cliffs, and shocked the sky with white waves.

I saw the figure of that person in the distance, holding a small boat, sitting on the bow of the boat, carrying ups and downs.

"Ye Jun, come with me." He waved his painting fan: "I like you, and you like me too, don't cultivate immortality, let's go to the world, buy a small courtyard, play chess, calligraphy and painting every day, and plant flowers and grass."

Ye Jiuya didn't move.

The waves pushed the boat farther and farther away, and suddenly there was a strong wind between the sky and the earth, and the figures of people flickered in the turbulent waves.

"You don't want to go with me," Chen Weichen at the bow of the boat had been smiling lightly, but now there was a hint of reproach: "You are so ruthless."

Ye Jiuya looked at him, knowing that it was not the real scene, but he didn't know whether it was the confusion he encountered after his mood was shaken, or the illusion induced by foreign objects.No matter what you think in your heart, you always stand on the edge of the abyss, without taking a step forward.

"I'm going to die, and you still don't want me, I'm so sad." The young master in Jinyi closed his painting fan lightly. Although the boat was turbulent, it was like walking on flat ground. He turned around and his clothes were floating, causing a cloud of red dust, and he jumped into the turbid waves , no trace.

The boat was broken into pieces in an instant, a piece of white sail was thrown high in the waves, and a moment later, it was pulled down the water.

The rivers, lakes and seas have returned to tranquility, like a snow lake in the extreme north.

Ye Jiuya Lingtai also returned to calm, took a step back, and the tide of illusion in front of him receded.

His previously slightly shaken realm has stabilized again, and he seems to have a feeling. Looking at the dusk sky, he saw a barrier between the second and third heavens of his ruthless realm.

It's just that the scene I saw before still lingers in my heart, and the sound of maple forest and autumn sounds in my ears, like a farewell.

As far as the eye can see, there are all the shadows of the heart demon, except that the world around him is quiet.

He suddenly thought, he doesn't know what his inner demon looks like now.

"Brother Ye," Lu Lanshan saw him go back and forth, and naturally noticed the change in his cultivation, with a faint smile on his face: "Congratulations."