Tai sui

Zhi Xiu's flashing figure paused at the door, as if he was suppressing his footsteps, he turned around and said softly to Pang Jian and the others: "You don't need to be polite, thank you all for guarding the border. As long as it is safe, it can be released as much as possible, and I will trouble the Enlightenment Division to arrange it."

Pang Jian said "Yes", and then asked cautiously: "General Zhi, Shiyong..."

"He's still there." Zhi Xiu interrupted him.

His voice suddenly became lower, as if he was not answering Pang Jian, but talking to himself: "Still... don't worry, I can catch up this time."

Hearing that the source of the voice was wrong, Pang Jian raised his head again and found that Zhi Xiu had gone far away, and there was only a Karma Beast hidden in the wall at the door.

The Karma Beast would crawl around the walls of the Tianji Pavilion if it had nothing to do, and it would not be unusual to run out to see the cicadas sloughing off, but Pang Jian's eyes suddenly froze—he was shocked to see that the Karma Beast lowered its head, its front paws bowed into a kneeling position He watched Zhixiu's back in a submissive gesture.

The Karma Beast has accompanied the human world for thousands of years, and has always been friendly to its own people...except for some people who dislike cats and dogs.In front of acquaintances, it sometimes acts like a big cat and a big dog, but the holy beast has the arrogance of a holy beast. Pang Jian has never seen Karma Beast bow down to anyone so solemnly.

What's going on here?

Zhi Xiu didn't even look at the inscription on the border that was disturbed by his crossing, and flew towards Lancang Mountain.

Before Xi Ping left, he asked whether the third sword he was leaving was on the sword platform.It was the sword that was imprinted in the snow when he was stuck on the cicada slough pass to deal with Tianwei.

This requirement is very strange. Generally, sword masters collect sword manuals or pass them on to their disciples. Only the "Consummation Sword", also called "standard sword", is the essence that sword masters have repeatedly polished and refined.But the sword move is not dead, it changes ever-changingly in front of the battle, and sometimes responds hastily, although it is born out of a certain standard sword, it is completely different when it is actually responding, and only takes a little sword intent.

Simply put, the standard sword is the source, and the sword marks left in other places are just a temporary form.

"The standard swords of all my sword moves are on the sword platform." Zhi Xiu suspected that his teaching was wasted, "did you lose your mind again when explaining the sword, what is the 'standard sword' will not be returned to me right?"

Xi Ping: "No, Master, although you have fooled me with the detailed explanation of meridians, you should still have some confidence in yourself..."

The master rewarded him with a snow slag and a sentence, "The detailed explanation of the meridians can't be passed, right?"

Xi Ping put his sleeves in his hands lazily, and let go of the introductory textbook that turned master and apprentice against him, and said with a smile: "Why do I bring so many swords? With my little cultivation, I can really use both swords. It's time for me to cool down too, the third sword is useless anyway, you take it as a talisman for me."

It is just a broken sword that has been driven to a desperate situation, and there is very little in it that can be used as a reference for future generations. Even if Xi Ping steals it away by cheating, it will be difficult to comprehend the complete meaning of the sword from it.

But Xi Ping said that he only needs to know enough to use the sword, and he didn't do it by hand anyway.

What he wants is the tenacity and courage of a lonely and stubborn person under the canopy, who still believes that there is a ray of heaven in the end.

Guiling gold is now in the world, and spirit stones are no longer "inaccessible to mortals". The insurmountable gap between immortals and mortals is about to be submerged by torrents, and the foundations of the thousand-year-old towering Taoist building have been dug up.

Wen Fei landed on the top of Plated Moon Peak and went straight to find the man who made the shovel.

The ups and downs outside seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Chi. He was engrossed in the furnace in front of him and didn't move for a few days.Wen Fei stepped forward quickly, took out his fan and waved it in front of Master Lin: It seems that Jingzhai went to find Elder Si Ming just now, and then his aura is no longer in Xuanyin Mountain. , why are you still staring at the stove?

Lin Chi didn't take his eyes off the stove: "General Zhi asked me to make something, but I still don't have a clue... The meeting place is in Nanhe Peninsula, but not in Dawan, so why don't I stare at the stove."

Wen Fei changed his mind, and it was also true that there seemed to be no cicadas in Dawan, but in fact every accompanying tree was equivalent to Zhixiu himself, who could appear anywhere at any time.Now no one knows how many immortal artifacts have been prepared in Dawan, Xuanyin Mountain will be finished soon, and there is no good picture, just like the thatched hut on Feiqiong Peak - it is broken and safe.On the contrary, the Nanhe Peninsula, where not a single blade of grass grows, cannot move freely, and has become a battleground for military strategists.

Wen Fei probed and looked: Are you still thinking about that... something that can guide the aura of Lingshan to the mortal world like a map?

Before the words had finished rolling from the fan, there was a soft sound, and a spiritual light emanated from the furnace.Usually this is a sign of the formation of treasures in the refining furnace. Wen Fei's eyes lit up, but Lin Chi sighed, retracted his consciousness in the furnace, raised his hand, and caught a short stream of light flying out of the furnace. Colorful guide gold.

Wen Fei: Good stuff!

"What's the matter? Failed." Lin Chi shook his head with drooping eyebrows. "Guiding is similar to other things. Basically, it works from top to bottom, from thick to diffuse. Under normal circumstances, spiritual energy will naturally flow from the place where it is concentrated. Swell towards the thin..."

Wen Fei: Isn't that the rush from Lingshan to the earth?

"I'm talking about the general situation, except for Lingshan—the aura in Lingshan is countless, like a rule of heaven, beyond the reach of human beings. I... I can only ascend to the spirit, and I can't get around it at all." Lin Chi said, the whole body People began to give up on themselves again, "But after the Jade Sage went, Lancang didn't have the way to refine the cicada. They made that kind of thing 200 years ago without getting the eternal flame. The corpse on the peak has been eating vegetarian food for so many years..."

Wen Fei hurriedly fanned him: Master Lin, Master Lin, don't be impatient, try this.

As he spoke, he took out a small bottle, the whole inner and outer gates of Xuanyin used the elixir from Jinxia Peak, Lin Chi was depressed, took it without asking what it was, and ate it, as if he committed suicide by taking poison.

The elixir slipped into the throat, like a powerful dampness-dispelling pill, which instantly drained Lin Chi's damp mind.He was slightly taken aback, only to feel that this slightly bitter medicine was a bit like Qingxin Pill, which first suppressed his hesitation, and then, an indescribable certainty arose in his chest for no reason, as if everything could be accomplished, and there was nowhere to go .

Wen Fei shook his fan triumphantly: The newly refined elixir has not been named yet, so I decided to call it 'ancestor elixir', after taking it, it will make people feel invincible.Inspired by that kid Xi Shiyong, I have long felt that the two of you should exchange your mind with each other...Master Lin?

Lin Chi stretched out his hand and called out a dilapidated history book: "Wait, I remember General Zhi said that the thing that can guide the aura of Lingshan into the ground was obtained by the head of Lancang at the last moment. If it wasn't so hasty and embarrassing, Maybe they had succeeded at that time. But at that time, among the three masters of the Lancang Sword Sect, two fell and one rebelled...Who forged that special spirit-guiding gold? The master himself is a sword cultivator."

On the east side of Sanyue Mountain, Xuanwu opened his eyes suddenly, the white paper mask on his face was shattered into slag, and the bright moonlight illuminated his snow-white face that was exactly the same as Xiang Rong.

With bare feet and disheveled hair, he soared up from the top of Sanyue Mountain.Yinyuelun struggled for the last time, and finally fell behind him. The Zhenshan formation in the Sanyue Mountains sighed, and the killing intent against this so-called Lingshan rebellion sank below the horizon like the evening sun.

As if there was no one else around, Xuan Wu walked directly into the main hall of the main peak of Sanyue Mountain.

During these few steps, Yin Yueguang had already repaired his damaged true essence.The stains and blood stains on Xuan Wu's body disappeared little by little under the moonlight, and the coercion of the cicada's peak came down from Sanyue Mountain.

He didn't go on a killing spree, but just stared at those unwilling faces one by one, watching them knelt down under the pressure, his pale smile was as cold and treacherous as a silver moon wheel.

A letter from Lianxin from Kunlun fell into his hands.

Nanshu Lingyun also received a letter from Kunlun.

Lingyun Mountain itself is in a mess, and there are turmoil between the two clans in the country. I didn't want to get involved in these things, but the head of the Xiuyi clan put Wang Geluobao's note and Kunlun's secret letter together, and read it three times hesitantly. Finally, he waved his hand and sighed like a puffed-up: "It's the master of Kunlun's book... I have civil strife in Shu, half of Lingyun Mountain collapsed, and the lost spiritual energy has not been seen yet. Now that the situation in the Southern Continent is weak, Kunlun calls, and I have no confidence to refuse to listen." .Forget it, I would like to trouble you all to guard the Zhenshan formation, and don’t let the evil spirit take advantage of the loopholes, I... Sigh."

He had a sad face, like a big girl who was forced into prostitution: "I'll take Jiulong Ding for a walk."

The third elder of Kunlun received an urgent call from the head of the sect, and he actually had some complaints in his heart - counting the second elder who "retreats", there are a total of four cicada sloughs in Kunlun.Now that the sword servant is already in Nanhe, is it necessary for the master to ask him to go with him?

The Kunlun cicadas sloughed out and gathered in the Nanhe Peninsula... Oh, I heard that Kunlun Yunding even sent a heartfelt message to Sanyue Mountain and Lingyun Mountain.Such a big fanfare, just for a few evil spirits, a little weird fairy artifact... and the little sword cultivator who just molted from Xuanyin Mountain?

Not to mention, it's too embarrassing!

"It doesn't matter whether it's killing evil or eliminating demons, why do you need to go there personally, the head brother, just leave this trivial matter to me."

The head of the sect didn't say a word. After a long while, he reached out to catch a piece of Lianxin flying in the distance. After reading it in a few glances, he smashed the letter paper. He ran away, suspected to have gone outside Beijue Mountain."

The third elder seemed to have a toothache when he heard the name of the blind wolf king, and his face twitched involuntarily: "In the case of Nanhe, the second junior brother did have some disagreements and misunderstandings with us back then, so that we broke up unhappy. Cultivation is not enough to fall into... But it is really unreasonable for his rebel to hate the sect because of this..."

The third elder's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the head of the sect strangely - just when he mentioned the second elder, there seemed to be an ominous gleam of blood in the head's eyes, as if it was his illusion.

"Senior brother in charge?"

The head of Kunlun seems to have just come back to his senses, and said with a bit of hesitation: "Xie Bian is cunning, and has been in contact with Wu Lingxiao these years. If Wanshuang's servant sword slave listens to something, he may not be on our side. Be careful For sake, let's go for a walk together."

The third elder was about to say something, but the sect leader interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "This is also what the high priest meant."

Wang Geluobao's goal this time is to kill Tai Sui at the South Mine. Even he himself did not expect that his routine operation of the shit-stirring stick deeply stimulated the head of Kunlun far in the north. The top masters are coming from all directions separately.

But the way of controlling beasts is as keen as birds and beasts, already reminding him that the situation is out of control.

Wang Geluobao took a glance at the South China Sea where the fog was thicker for some reason, and dived into the deep seabed decisively.In a place where there was no light, a clam shell more than ten feet high obediently opened and hid him inside.

He thought excitedly: To change the sky.

In the mist of rebirth, Yao Qi recalled for no reason a ridiculous rumor he heard when he was young: it was said that the son of the Marquis of Yongning disguised himself as a woman and had chosen the oiran.

Xi Ping's fingers for playing the piano were incredibly nimble—even though the skin hadn't had time to cover the bones.

Qin Miyin flowed out from his residual finger like a cloud, and Yao Qi, who was not very good at the honey tone, had to concentrate all his attention to keep up.

Xi Ping: The Mandarin Duck Sword Formation has been born, and Yang Wan may not survive. Now tens of millions of lives are in your hands. Listen to what he has to say, he is the only person in the world who sealed the Zhenshan artifact.

Yao Qi said in horror: "Listen, who are you listening to?"

Xi Ping: Head of Lancang!The other person is already broken, but your spiritual consciousness is still stuck to his Dao heart, so the Dao heart must have something to say.

Yao Qi: "I half understand Nanhe language, maybe..."

Xi Ping heard a zither sound: enter meditation!

His spiritual consciousness communicated with Yao Qi through innuendo, which itself had an influence on the mind of the person who had been hit by the spell, and Yao Qi's cultivation base was far lower than his.Yao Qi involuntarily listened to the order, turned off his six senses, and all distracting thoughts were swept away by the sound of the piano, and he fell into samadhi in the blink of an eye.

Xi Ping has never seen this kind of samadhi method—Brother Ziming doesn't look like samadhi, it's like being knocked out with a stick.

He was stunned for a moment before realizing that this was probably a "magic effect" of insinuations, and he immediately got inspiration.At this time, his hands almost grew out, and a rough outline was condensed in the mist of the living salamander. Xi Ping quickly withdrew to the servant sword servant, and did not hesitate to integrate the aura that had just been condensed into the sound of the piano, blowing it on the sword servant Slave ears.

The sword servant's consciousness shook violently, and the translucent figure suddenly leaned back, breaking away from the tall man.Her terrifying eyes were slightly red, and as she landed with heavy steps, the sword energy diffused from her side, blasting the figure of Xi Ping until only one hand remained.

Xi Ping: Wait a minute, senior, listen to me!

The sword servant could not understand Wanren's tricks, only saw a haunted hand plucking a few strings that appeared and disappeared in the mist: "He Fangxiao is a sneaky little ghost, how dare you plot against me, get out!" !"

Xi Ping's natal qin has been supporting and destroying the law in Tao County. The qin he brought with him was copied from a fake and authentic book.

But at this time, Lu Wu's obviously weak fire did not push the mandarin duck sword formation away any more, but seemed to irritate the Zhenshan artifact.

Outside Lancang Lingshan, the Zhenshan Great Formation, which has been constantly popping out since the Mandarin Duck Sword Formation appeared, complemented itself and illuminated the peninsula.

Like a puppet on a string, the Queen Mother of the West rose slowly from the mist of the living salamander.The mist was pushed away by her a little.

The figure of the man in front of the servant was suddenly blurred, she subconsciously stretched out her hand towards him, but they passed through each other.She suddenly came back to her senses, shouted loudly to break away from the mist of death, and the Night Frost Sword was out of its sheath——