The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The Penglai family is not only born beyond the world, but also has the ability to predict the future.

They are the eyes of the shrine in the world, and the monitors of the four worlds and three seas.

They came when Shen Zhuo, the No.20 second sword master of Kunlun Jianzong, succeeded to the throne. Now that the No.20 fourth sword master is succeeding, they also came.

Beitang Hanye watched the master of Penglai Island drop a piece. As soon as the chess piece carved from white jade left his fingertips and landed on the chessboard, it seemed to turn into a star and emit a white brilliance.

By the lotus pond, the wind blows from the sky, wrinkling the ripples in the pond.

The voice of the owner of Penglai Island sounded, still untainted by the fireworks of the world, he said: "I came to Kunlun just to send a congratulatory gift, congratulations that Kunlun has a new owner."

On the wooden platform where the two were sitting, apart from the chessboard, there were steaming tea and a book beside it.

The scroll is broken, and it seems that it has gone through countless years, and there is a divinity very similar to the aura of the Penglai Island Master.

When the wind blew the pages of the book, the cover lifted slightly, and the words "Bing Xin Jue" on it were clearly printed in the eyes of those Penglai followers standing on the steps.

Beitang Hanye's gaze was also attracted by the flipped pages, and the three words on the cover caught his eyes, carrying a sense of stability.

Since he stepped into the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, the killing intent in his heart has become stronger than before, and the voice urging him to draw his sword to kill all living beings and dye the whole world in blood red echoes in his ears all the time.

The way of killing proves the way by killing, every step forward, the road will become narrower, the boundary between sobriety and completely crazy killing is getting smaller and smaller, and the mind of the practitioner is pulled between the two every moment.

"Becoming a god or becoming a demon is all in the sword master's thought."

When the owner of Penglai Island said "becoming a god and becoming a demon", in the lotus pond behind Yuxu Palace, the lotus flower switched from light to dark in an instant.

One moment it was still crystal clear, the lotus leaves were blue, the next moment everything from the petals to the lotus heart turned black, and the pool water also became black and red.

There was a strong wind blowing by the pool, and the situation was changing, while Beitang was watching "Bing Xin Jue", no matter how strong the wind was blowing through his body, the robe on his body would not move at all.

The light and darkness on the chessboard were tangled, and the island master of Penglai stretched out his hand, and the lotus pond returned to its original color, and the world became quiet again.

Only then did he look at Beitang Hanye again, and said: "Ordinary people practice the way of killing, and after going mad, they will harm one place at most, but if Kunlun Sword Master falls into madness, it will endanger the four realms and three seas."

In the last days of Shen Zhuo's death in Kunlun, he couldn't control his killing heart, so he used "Bing Xin Jue" to suppress it.

The gift Penglai sent when he took over Kunlun became the last seal to restrict him.

"I accept this gift." Beitang Hanye said.As his words fell, the "Bing Xin Jue" placed on the side of the chessboard disappeared, and it seemed that nothing had happened by the pool.The sword master who was holding the black piece made another move in the unfinished chess game, "I don't know whether Penglai should go back immediately after giving the gift, or stay and watch the ceremony?"

The island master of Penglai showed an elegant smile, like a pond full of lotus flowers blooming instantly, and said: "It's rare to come out once, of course I stayed to watch the ceremony."

Beitang Hanye withdrew his hand and raised his eyes to look at him.

The two sitting opposite each other by the lotus pond are like chess pieces on a chessboard, one is like the deep night, and the other is like the bright moonlight.

It's just that it was the island owner's turn to make a move, but he didn't make a move. A brilliance flashed in his purple glazed eyes, and then there was an extra white piece on the chessboard.

The chess pieces of different colors landed in Beitang Hanye's chess position, disrupting his layout out of thin air.

The island owner lowered his eyelashes, his purple eyes stared at the white piece that fell on the chessboard out of thin air, and said softly: "It seems that the gift given to Sword Master will be used soon."

There is still one day before the succession ceremony, and the number of monks in the scripture hall continues unabated, and the turmoil caused by the collision between Mr. Jinling and the young master of Yaochi has completely dissipated.

Like Zong Mo and Ning Shaoyou, there are not a few people who have found companions who have a higher level of cultivation than themselves to cheat. Monks always have the spirit of challenging the limit and fearless death. Calculate the time to drive them out, so as not to consume too much mental energy, pale and vomit blood, and not even be able to attend the succession ceremony.

With the time limit, everyone felt more and more urgent, wishing to absorb all the spiritual classics in their hands into their stomachs like a sponge absorbing water.

The same is true for Zong Mo and Ning Shaoyou. Sitting under the bookshelf, they both gritted their teeth and looked at the classics in their hands. In just one day, they changed from two handsome young masters to two sick ghosts who seemed to have tuberculosis , his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his forehead had bulging veins.

It is very reasonable for the scripture hall to have realm restrictions on the classics of the mind, and they are not allowed to read books that are too difficult for their realm, lest these young monks vomit blood and faint here.

The two of them read it for a day and a night, and they were already close to the limit, but what they thought in their hearts was a race against time, and it would be good to read one more page.It wasn't until a corner of the red robe appeared in the bloodshot field of vision, and a familiar aura came before them, that the two of them were separated from the state of forcing themselves and squeezing the limit.

As soon as they looked up, the two books in their hands were taken away, and the young man in red stood in front of them, holding the two books that were still in their hands before.Then he stretched out his hand casually, and the two books flew up, consciously returning to the place where they were before.

After doing all this, Chu Yiyang lowered his eyes, and came back to his senses when he saw the two figures sitting on the ground.

Compared with him, the two of them seemed to have been tortured in a secret place for months.

After confirming that it was him who came, Ning Shaoyou closed his eyes again on the ground, posed in a meditation posture, and settled down, digesting what he saw earlier.And Zong Mo rubbed his eyes, stood up from the ground, and asked, "When is it? Is the grand ceremony?"

Chu Yiyang said: "It's still early."

After meeting his younger brother, he didn't go back to the Jade Tower, but stayed in the Golden Pavilion under the Yaochi, and after exchanging the tokens in Xie Changle's eyes, he listened to his music.

Born and raised in this world, and taught by Qin Zun to practice, he is naturally good at playing music. A hundred birds facing the phoenix attracts even the birds returning to their nests in the evening.

Xie Changle noticed the injury on his body, and wanted to heal him with the sound of the piano, but it had little effect. After listening to Chu Yiyang making up the reason for the injury to fool him, he also knew that his injury could not be healed with his own realm, so he tried his best to heal his injury. Invite him back to the south.

"My piano sound can't cure elder brother, but my father can!"

Thinking of his sworn promise, Chu Yiyang smiled a little.

Although he was going to beg his father, at least it was better than Beitang Hanye's "Break the rear and stand up".

He talked with his brother Bingzhu who had finally found him in the Golden Pavilion at night, and slept on the same couch. He returned to the Jade Tower the next day and changed his clothes. He remembered the two people who must have been in the scripture hall all night, so he came over.

Zong Mo was rubbing his face at first, trying to wake himself up, but he put down his hands after he finished speaking, and said, "Brother Emotional Ying still remembers us, and thought that you and the young master of Yaochi hit it off, fast forward to brothers, and you forgot about us Woolen cloth."

"Of course I remember." Chu Yiyang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "After all, I want to read the classics that you can't read now, and I will be blamed if I die."

"I won't die." Zong Mo laughed, put down his hand, pointed at Ning Shaoyou and said, "How can Shaoyou be willing? For sword cultivators, the sword manual in the scripture hall is nothing. Waiting for tomorrow's grand ceremony, Beitang Sword Master will leave his sword intent on the sky wall. The sky wall is full of the most powerful swords of the sword masters in the past. Even if Shaoyou is going to die, he will die after watching those swords .”

"Enough!" Ning Shaoyou couldn't keep still, opened his eyes and said, "Have you finished?"

Die. Die.

Seeing that both of them were fine and still had the strength to quarrel, Chu Yiyang turned around and went to the Miscellany area.

Ning Shaoyou stood up and walked out with Zong Mo behind him.

There are other people in the hall who have been here for two days and three nights. They are afraid that the hall will be rude tomorrow if they are not in good spirits. , People who are not willing to leave.

He entered the miscellaneous section, this time intending to look for books about the ghosts.

Zong Ning and the two who came in behind him saw that he didn't read other things at all, but only read miscellaneous scriptures, and the ones he picked were related to the underworld. Zong Mo couldn't help but said, "Brother Ying, what are you doing with these?"

As he spoke, he walked to his side and turned over.

Chu Yiyang said: "Look at the truth of this world."

He had already tried, and if he couldn't take his younger brother Ah Ye to leave by force, he could only go one way to the end and connect the plot thoroughly.Nether is the darkest and most indispensable part of this world. After reading the annotated version of "Yuan Gongfu Miscellaneous Notes", he wanted to compare it to find some useful clues.

Ning Shaoyou came over and said: "There are very few records about Nether, and most of them don't know the truth or falsehood, but ghosts are passed down from Nether."

However, how it was passed on and how it developed has been very long ago, and most of the information has also been dusted.The three schools of ghosts avoided Sanhai thousands of years ago. If he wanted to know about the Netherworld, he would find someone in the ghosts to know better.

After hearing his words, Chu Yiyang stood in front of the bookshelf, remembering that when he and Xu Wang fell down the passage, he saw many questions at a glance, and it was indeed a good idea to ask him.

The two heard him say: "I will ask if I have a chance to catch someone."

Seeing him continue to look for books, Zong Mo tugged on Ning Shaoyou's sleeve, and then his spiritual sense passed over: "He pays so much attention to the ghost way, could it be that he wants to break through, change the course, and change to the ghost way? "

Ning Shaoyou showed a vigilant expression. The two of them originally planned to go back to wash and rest, but now they gave up this idea and decided to be more cautious and stay with Chu Yiyang here, lest he go astray.

This company is another night.

The first ray of sunlight in the early morning of the next day came in through the high windows and shone on the bookshelf. The two who followed Chu Yiyang and flipped through these miscellaneous books on the bookshelf raised their heads together with him, and then He heard the ancient, distant bell ringing outside.

The succession ceremony is about to begin.

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The author has something to say:

Well, I'm done, and I'm finally going to sleep!

Tianyin: If you want a ghost's Bingxin formula, just drill it into your wife's dream.

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