Qixuan

The Sword Sacrifice Conference at Qixuan Mountain is a competition between the disciples of the sect and the disciples of the four great families, and it is a good opportunity for the new generation to behead their heads and show their talents. Anyone from the foundation building stage to the god transformation stage can participate.

Duanyu stood on the cliff looking at the towering Qixuan Mountain, the wind blew his black clothes, he took off the hood on his head, showed a faint smile, and jumped down.

Everyone in the world knows that Taoist Lingyin is an immortal who ascended to immortality. In fact, Taoist Lingyin is a Taoist who eliminates the gods. Before that, he poured his life's cultivation into five jade plaques, called the Zhenshan Order, and used it to suppress Qixuan Mountain. The baleful aura of the Twelve Capitals gods and gods remaining in the Devil's Swamp.

Zhenshan Ling needs real energy to be nourished, and the five sect masters all hold one piece and put it in the inner mansion for storage. It has become an agreement among the sect masters not to leave Qixuan Mountain for everything.

On Mount Qixuan, there is a large formation protecting the mountain, which can ward off all crooked evil spirits and evil ways. The disciples in the sect each hold a wooden sign, and use this to enter and exit.

The mountain guard formation will be open to the outside world during the Sword Sacrifice Conference, making it easy for the four major families or casual cultivators to enter.

The first day is the lottery for registration.

Xuan Qingzi looked at the registration booklet, which was three feet thick. After flipping through it for a while, he asked, "Where is Yan Heng?"

Xiao Daotong saluted and said: "Report to the sect master, Master Yan went down the mountain yesterday."

Xuan Qingzi said in surprise, "Going away?"

"Yes."

"That's all, you go down first." Xuan Qingzi waved his hands with a headache.

He just left without saying goodbye.

Ji Chen was also coming to this sword sacrifice meeting, he didn't participate but just watched the ceremony, he straightened his sleeves and sat in the most conspicuous place, Ji Chen came here alone, he didn't bring Ye Feng or Lang Yue or anyone else with him.

He looked at the melon and fruit in front of him in a daze.

Yesterday Ji Chen went to find Yu Yaoyi.

"You came to look for me for tomorrow's sword sacrifice meeting?" Yu Yaoyi reached out to refill Ji Chen's drink.

Ji Chen vetoed, "No."

Yu Yaoyi's hand paused, and asked: "Why is that?"

Ji Chen said seriously: "I can tell you Yue Zifeng's whereabouts, but you must promise me two things."

Yu Yaoyi sat upright, "Say it."

"First, the last time you Yaozun asked for the Nuwa stone, I hope that the Nuwa stone falls into your hands instead of your Yaozun's. I want you to make a body for Yue Zifeng that can bear him." Ji Chen stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Yu Yaoyi.

Yu Yaoyi chuckled, "Of course it's fine."

"Ye Feng, that ring spirit who has been by my side, please let him be free in the future." Ji Chen solemnly picked up the wine glass to respect Yu Yaoyi, and drank with his head raised.

Yu Yaoyi raised her eyebrows, it was the first time Ji Chen looked like this, he was really not used to it.

"What about the second one?" Yu Yaoyi asked.

"The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone." Ji Chen sighed slightly, and then said with a smile: "In case I can't come back, I hope you will treat Yan Heng kindly in the future."

"Heh, he doesn't need us to treat him kindly." Yu Yaoyi curled her hair absent-mindedly, and accidentally tore a strand out. You must know that his most precious things are his hair and face.

Yu Yaoyi smiled and said: "Tomorrow I will prepare good wine, and I want to have a drink with you, so don't break the appointment."

"Sure, if the wine is not good, I might not come." Ji Chen joked, he raised his wine glass to toast Yu Yaoyi for the second time.

"Let's go, stay." Ji Chen turned and left after drinking.

"Little Martial Uncle, Little Martial Uncle!" Mu Qiong pushed Ji Chen down.

Ji Chen grinned and got up from the ground, "Brother Qiong, you want to rebel."

"I've called you eight hundred times, what are you thinking? So engrossed?" Mu Qiong sat next to Ji Chen, and casually took a bunch of grapes to eat, "By the way, you don't know yet, Master Yan went down the mountain yesterday. "

Ji Chen nodded and said, "Well, I don't know."

"Aren't you going to find him?" Mu Qiong choked on the grape juice, and he looked at Ji Chen in surprise.

Ji Chen replied: "We'll wait until today."

Mu Qiong shook Ji Chen's arm and said: "By the way, little uncle, the competition between me and the boy is today, you will definitely come to see it, right?"

"Look at how much advantage you have taken. I am a majestic demon who calls you brother Qiong all day long, but you have to make an inch of it. Let me watch your jumping skills." Ji Chen raised his eyebrows and grabbed Mu Qiong's hand go down.

"It's true when you think about it this way. I call Tangtang Mozun my uncle all day long. If it is spread out in the future, I will save face. My uncle is a Mozun. Who dares to touch me?!" Mu Qiong nodded with a haughty expression.

"Haha, Brother Qiong really has you, go quickly, don't waste any more time." After speaking, Ji Chen pushed Mu Qiong, urging him to leave quickly.

Mu Qiong ran away with a smile, and still didn't forget to turn her head and tell Ji Chen, "Then little uncle, you must come, we all hope you will come."

Ji Chen scratched his knuckles with his thumb, and let out a slow breath.

A burst of violent shaking broke the lively atmosphere, blood light shot up from the foot of the mountain, and twelve flags surrounded the entire Qixuan Mountain.

Suddenly, the world changed color.

Ji Chen got up and looked at the blood formation formed in mid-air, black lightning attached to it, looming, he knew that Duanyu would act today, but he didn't expect it would be so fast.

The coercion released by the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals is not something a monk below the stage of transformation can resist, even a monk above the stage of transformation is still trying his best.

Many little monks in the foundation building period were crushed into a cloud of blood before they could react, and the smell of blood filled the air in an instant.

Oops!

Ji Chen ran towards the direction Mu Qiong left just now.

Jiang Shuiyi and Mu Qiong struggled to support a barrier, and they surrounded Lu Lan who had fainted.

Ji Chen stretched out his hand to help them prop up a barrier.

"Can you hold on?" Ji Chen asked.

"It's still holding up." Jiang Shuiyi nodded.

On the top of the five mountains, the sect masters stood facing the wind, and Yue Lan took the place of Fairy Miaoyin. They sacrificed the order to suppress the mountain from the inner mansion, and the mountain protection array of Qixuan Mountain instantly joined together, emitting a faint light to engulf the twelve capitals. The Great Formation of the Gods and Gods blocked it at a distance of five feet.

The formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals was left by the ancient ancestral witches, and it represented the power of the ancient prehistoric world. It cannot be stopped by the mountain protection formation developed by a small junior.

The time for a stick of incense passed, and Ling Shuangzi and the others' true essence was almost exhausted.

The Great Formation of the Gods and Demons of the Twelve Capitals pressed down another inch.

The mountain guard formation disintegrated in an instant.

There were screams one after another, and Qixuan Mountain was covered with blood spots.

People were struggling in pain, panic and despair from the underworld swept every corner of Qixuan Mountain, and no one cared about resisting with true energy and trying their best to support their minds.

They are suffering in purgatory, bewitched by greed, hatred and ignorance, they no longer yearn for beautiful things, and sink themselves in the endless sea of ​​desires, many of them took the sharp weapons they carried with them and slashed the people around them.

The screams and the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh mixed together, making people feel desperate.

"Look, my young lord, the reality is like this. People look good in front of others, but dogs behind them are not as good as pigs and dogs. No one has desires, but everyone has them.

But does anyone dare to bring out their dirty side?nobody! "Duanyu stood in the center of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, despising the entire Qixuan Mountain.

"Are you still yearning for this? Is this dirty world? What are you still struggling with? Come and surrender to me, and I can spare your life." Duanyu opened her arms, ready to accept the whole world, " Do you feel that your life is too ordinary? Enough, my young master, your life is wonderful enough."

They are sinking, the world is collapsing; they are trapped in the sea of ​​desire, unable to extricate themselves;

"Look, are these people worth what you do?" Duanyu's eyes scanned each person seriously, keeping their expressions in mind.

Ji Chen chuckled, his body was shaking slightly, compared to the backlash of the bloodthirsty curse, this killing formation was nothing to him, he looked up at Duanyu and said: "Listen to me, if I were For a person, life and death don't matter. The reason why I don't want to die is because of the burden on my shoulders. I took it all by myself. It's because there are relatives who are connected by my blood in this world, my Taoist companion, I can't bear to They are sad and have not yet disappointed the world, so I am reluctant."

Ji Chen took out the big and small star streamers from his sleeve pocket, set them up, and put his eyes on them.

The light of the stars is like the dawn of the doomsday, saving everyone's desperate state of mind.

Ji Chen lifted the moon and landed on the position of the lunar star, and for a while, the Zhoutian star formation was in operation, and the Twelve Capitals Shensha formation shone dazzlingly.

The two formations fought endlessly ten thousand years ago, and now they are fighting to the death.

Duanyu looked up to the sky and laughed a lot, when he had had enough, he looked down at Ji Chen and said, "At the end, you still have to fight against me, is that interesting?"

"Qi Ziqing!"

A chill hit Ji Chen's back.

The long sword pierced through the heart and came out, Ji Chen felt that the world turned pale for a moment, he turned his head subconsciously and broke the long sword.

"Little Master Uncle!"

Who was yelling, Ji Chen could no longer hear clearly.

The star banner fell to the ground.

The will has been blurred, but the body is still moving.

Ji Chen rushed towards Duanyu with Yuechen in his arms as if returning to the light, he passed through the formation of the gods of the twelve capitals, and the evil spirit cut every inch of his skin.

When Ji Chen came in front of Duanyu, he was already a bloody man, and he had no sensation in his entire right leg. Ji Chen was a little afraid to look down, he was afraid of seeing empty trousers, or nothing at all.

Ji Chen finds it extremely ironic, it's really ridiculous, a person who is dying, still cares about the indecentness of death, what else can he know when he is dead?

Duanyu reached out to hold Ji Chen's face, "Go, my young master, you have done a good job."

"You fart!"

Ji Chen released the devilish energy in his whole body, and the Zhou Tian Xing Dou array started to operate without the sun. After all, it was an imitation, and its power was less than one-tenth of the real one.

Duanyu snorted coldly, "The mantis is like a cart!"

Ji Chen raised his hand and strenuously pierced through Duanyu's chest, every joint pierced through the flesh in reverse, "So what about the mermaid armor, I don't even want my life."

"You..." Duanyu looked at Ji Chen in shock.

Ji Chen calculated that his body would experience abnormalities today, and his devilish energy fluctuated. He deliberately took the medicine before coming here. Ji Chen also took a medicine that can instantly increase the devilish energy. Even if he exploded and died It doesn't matter.

Why is Ji Chen so desperate, because this is the world Fairy Yuque loves the most, she was not able to stay but was willing to contribute to this world.

Fairy Yuque was born to be her parents, but she died so that the Righteous Way and Demon Cultivator could no longer fight.

Since he has the ability, he will do his part, Ji Chen doesn't want to hide something from Fairy Yuque after meeting Fairy Yuque in Yincao Difu in the future.

I tried my best, but failed.Thinking of this, Ji Chen tried his best to push Duanyu out of the formation.

A god fell into a demon, and the divine blood was incomparably noble, but the demonic blood was corrosive.

Ji Chen wrapped the two tightly with demon energy, Duanyu struggled to no avail, and the two fell into the devil's swamp together.

The Zhou Tian Xingdou formation and the Twelve Capitals Tianshen formation failed without support, and a huge force exploded from between the two formations, almost leveling Qixuan Mountain.

"You can be content if you can die with me."

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, everything finally calmed down.

Ji Yefeng and Zhou Tianxing arrived at the Qingxu Gate, silently watching the mess and dust flying here.

Ji Yefeng picked up a star flag and held it tightly in his hand, "I didn't expect this child to be able to do this."

"Brother." Zhou Tianxing patted Ji Yefeng's shoulder comfortingly.

"Brother..." Zhou Ruochun tugged at Zhou Tianxing's sleeve, weeping uncontrollably.

Zhou Tianxing said: "Okay, you two are like this, but I don't know who to comfort."

"Then stop comforting me." Ji Yefeng shook off Zhou Tianxing's hand, "Anyway, it's my son who died."

"I really don't know good people." Zhou Tianxing sighed quietly, "Fangzheng's death was not my son, I only have a caring little padded jacket."

"You two are really enough, brother is dead and you are still bickering here!" Zhou Ruochun threw off Zhou Tianxing's sleeve angrily, "Is my brother born to uncle?! Aren't you going down to find him?"

Ji Yefeng asked suspiciously: "You also saw that your brother voluntarily chose to perish with that ghost king. He exploded and died. Are you going down to find some scum?"

Zhou Tianxing looked indifferent.

"My God, uncle, you won't be too sad." Zhou Ruochun looked at the two people with a surprised face, "If you don't go down, I will go by myself."

"Why don't these children have any self-knowledge these days?" Ji Yefeng looked at Zhou Ruochun's leaving back with a gloomy look on his face.

"Maybe the living environment is different from ours then." After speaking, Zhou Tianxing looked up at the sky.

"Let's go, are you waiting here to help those old antiques clean up the mess?" Ji Yefeng shook his head, and walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Tianxing chuckled and followed Ji Yefeng, "I thought you would never step here again."

Ji Yefeng glanced at Zhou Tianxing strangely, "My son is here, can I not come?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The dark clouds in the sky parted, revealing the colorful clouds, witnessing the arrival of a new era.

Qixuan Mountain was severely injured and could no longer assume the position of leader of the Righteous Path, but the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and Qixuan Mountain's position could not be shaken.

Gu Muyi rubbed his chin, the beard he wanted to grow already had such a shape, "It's over after all, it's time for us to rest and recuperate."

Lu Xingqiao scratched Gu Muyi's face, "Grandfather, my master should be fine."

"Probably, who knows." Gu Muyi shrugged her shoulders, "Let me just say, I'll be fine if I go later, and I don't need to go now."

Lu Xingzhi drank a cup of herbal tea, carried Lu Xingqiao back, and left the room.

"Brother Lu, what are you doing? Why did I snatch Xiaochu away if I can't tell you?" Gu Muyi looked at Xingzhi's distraught back, and taunted him.

Lu Xingzhi said without turning his head, "In case you teach Xiao Chi badly."

Gu Muyi said loudly: "Brother Lu spoils Xiao Chi so much, isn't it considered bad?"

Lu Xingzhi's back stiffened as he wished, and Gu Muyi laughed.

How long can a hero be remembered by this world, and the glory after death has long been left behind with the advancement of the times.

The ink color hangs down little by little, smudged the rice paper into a painting, the sky in the east is scattered stars, and the west is the gorgeous sunset glow.

Yu Yaoyi sat on the roof until dawn, looking at the white sky, he smiled desolately.

Yu Yaoyi poured the wine on the tiles, got up and tidied up his clothes, he raised the wine glass and said, "I will definitely live up to your wishes."

After speaking, he spilled the wine.

The light yellow light shines on the beautiful person, causing a feeling of trance. Before people can recover from the beautiful scenery, the beauty has disappeared.

I don't know if it was a hallucination just now, or if the beauty really stood here.

[Volume Two: End of the Seven Profound Peaks]

The author has something to say:

I am very grateful to the little angels who have been able to catch up to the present! (bow and thank you)

I want to apologize to you, I finished this film last night with excitement, I think my writing skills are really bad, I can only write like this, I hope little angels don’t dislike it.

The next three or four volumes will not be as long as the second volume, and may be shorter than the first volume. There are about [-] chapters left to finish, so this article can be regarded as coming to an end.

Thank you little angels. (bows again)

love you~

Volume Three: Ten Years of Red Luan