Heavenly practice

Santu Peak.

The world was peaceful, Yunqin stood on the top of the Three Ways Peak, looked at the Lingdu below his feet, and the human world in Central Continent farther away, imagining how the high demigod spent more than a hundred thousand years of loneliness alone Years passed, but in the end he just shook his head and smiled.

There is only one person with such a mind in ancient and modern times, and there is no second one in the world.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Yun Qin didn't turn his head, and said with a smile, "He wants you to stay in Santu Peak, if you go out now, it may make him fall short."

There was silence behind him.

Yun Qin turned around, raised his hand to brush it, and there was a stone table in front of his eyes, with black and white chess pieces distinct, and two stone benches.

"Why don't we talk with each other to pass the time?"

"..."

Chang Ming stood still for a while, then turned around and lifted his robe and sat opposite him.

"Please." Yun Qin raised his hand, signaling him to hold the white.

Chang Ming picked up a white piece and landed it in the middle of the chessboard.

Yunqin looked at the white piece that landed in Tianyuan without any surprise, picked up the black piece and dropped it next to the white piece, and said by the way, "I have always been puzzled in my heart, it's rare to be able to sit so peacefully with my lord today, I don't know my lord Maybe it's for my subordinates?"

Chang Ming almost followed suit with another son.

Seeing him like this, Yun Qin knew that he had acquiesced, so he boldly asked, "When did Your Majesty fall in love with Shen Zhuo?"

"..."

Changming Zhizi's hand stopped in mid-air, and he didn't move for a long time.

Yun Qin wanted to laugh, but held back, raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, quite patiently.

Chang Ming lowered his eyes, "I don't know."

Yunqin was not surprised, and followed Luozi, "For someone as ruthless, desireless and lofty as your lord, it's time to be tempted if you can make you feel a little bit emotional."

Chang Ming's movements paused, and then he said, "I've seen you for the first time."

Yun Qin curled his lips, "Sure enough, it turned out to be love at first sight."

love at first sight……

The demigod had to admit that this was the first time he came into contact with this word, and it also covered him and Shen Zhuo, so he immediately fell in love with it.

"If you tell Shen Zhuo this sentence, he will be happy for hundreds of years." Yun Qin said.

Chang Ming looked up at him.

Yun Qin raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Really."

Changming continued to lay his son, without saying a word.

Yun Qin glanced at the chaotic chessboard, amused in his heart, sure enough, not all people with advanced cultivation can play chess.

The next moment the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Yun Qin held the sunspot and looked up at the distant sky.

There is a wind passing over the mountain, blowing the leaves in the forest, one after another, like a wild beast ready to go.

The sky in the southeast is filled with dark clouds, as black as ink, as if full of thunderstorms.

That is the direction of Qinyang Mountain.

Yun Qin's eyes were silent, and he crushed the chess pieces at his fingertips into powder.

And far away on Qinyang Mountain under the sea of ​​thunder and clouds, Long Xiang and the others used their bodies as the eyes of the formation, surrounded the Asahi Snow Palace in the middle, watched the mirage in front of them turn into countless formations and connected together, and did not care at all. And the huge cloud of robbery overhead.

On the other hand, Zhaori Xuegong looked up, but his expression was calm, "Start formation."

Zhao Kongyuan trembled all over his body, enduring the tingling of his scalp under the thunder calamity, formed the last seal, and poured all his cultivation into the mirage.

The humming sound was like the first sound of enlightenment in the prehistoric world, like a fairy music coming to the sky, the mirage completely disappeared, and countless silver and white stripes were connected together as if they were naturally formed, floating out of thin air, hanging among the crowd.

The thunderclouds were rolling, and the sound was deafening.

Zhao Kongyuan's eyes turned red, but he didn't dare to move at all.

Everyone didn't move, they all stared blankly at the three-inch formation in front of them, and could clearly feel that it was continuously absorbing the aura and cultivation in their bodies.

Zhao Kongyuan fell down with a "plop", and then Ning Feiyue also fell down.

The dark clouds above the head churned, and in an instant, thousands of thunderbolts struck down on the two of them.

Zhao Kongyuan and Ning Feiyue, who had been sucked out of their aura, opened their eyes wide, and just watched the countless dazzling lightning strikes towards them, unable to even move.

"when!"

It was the sound of a sword falling into the ground, and it was Long Xiang who thrust Fang She into the ground under his feet, and he himself threw himself directly at the two of them.

A thunder calamity as huge as a giant dragon surged towards him, Ning Feiyue just watched Long Xiang block her body like that, her eyes stared as if they were about to burst open.

She didn't even have time to yell, those thunder calamities had already engulfed the people on her body.

She opened her mouth wide, and felt that she couldn't shed tears.

"Zheng-"

The inexplicable sound of the piano penetrated everyone's ears, Ning Feiyue's waist tightened, and she and Zhao Kongyuan were taken out of the original place out of thin air.

"dragon--"

"He's fine."

The voice behind her was deep and young, not much older than her, but somehow reassuring.

Zhao Kongyuan looked back, it was a handsome man in white, with gentle eyes, a bamboo flute stuck in his waist, he looked like an ordinary disciple of aristocratic family in the human world.

"Longxiang!"

Ning Feiyue's shrill cry drew his gaze back again, but what he saw when he turned his head was a scene that shocked him.

Under the vast thunder calamity, a woman in white clothes holding a qin stood there, stretched out a hand to block the thunder calamity that could kill the Dzogchen cultivator, and Long Xiang was protected behind the woman, without a hair. lossless.

The two of them were about to shed tears, desperately trying to get past, but they were held in place by the people behind them.

"do not move."

"..."

Ning Feiyue wiped away her tears, turned her head and said thank you, "Thank you."

Lin Xieyang smiled and said, "You don't need to say thank you, you are my son's classmate, so I will naturally save you."

Ning Feiyue was taken aback, "I don't know my senior..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of the zither rushing towards the robbery cloud above her head with an army of thousands of horses, which dispersed the raging thunder robbery in one fell swoop.

The woman in white laughed lightly, turned around and stretched out her hand to Long Xiang, "Are you all right?"

"fine……"

Long Xiang didn't help her hand, stood up by himself, cupped his hands and thanked, "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

The woman gave a "puchi" smile, "What did you call me?"

Long Xiang was slightly startled, "I don't know the name of the senior, if I offend you..."

"This is the head of my Xujingtian, Yun's Nine Songs." Yun Yun over there was already pale, but he still opened his mouth to remind him.

Long Xiang was startled, and was about to bow down immediately, "See Zhang—"

The woman supported him, with a complicated and loving expression, "Son, you should call me mother."

Long Xiang looked at her in shock, and forgot to speak for a moment.

Yun Jiuge looked at him softly for a moment, but didn't say anything more, turned around and took the place where he was standing just now, and took the place of the three with one person.

Looking at her back, the shock in Long Xiang's heart still persisted, but he also knew that this was not the time to speak, so he turned around and rushed to Ning Feiyue, but unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

"……senior?"

Long Xiang's memory of Lin Xieyang is very deep, because it was with the help of this person that Shen Zhuo left in the Yangluo Valley. Similarly, he later learned the true identity of this person. The reincarnation of Huangdi.

"Are you injured?" Lin Xieyang frowned at him.

Long Xiang suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, shook his head, "No, thank you senior for saving my senior brother and sister."

"No problem."

Lin Xieyang looked at the young man in front of him and sighed in his heart, but he still got down to business, "This Thunder Tribulation is just a bluff, its body is fighting with Shen Zhuo, even if it knows that it has been fooled, it is impossible to allocate more power to stop you , now it only takes time, when this large formation is fully opened, covering the entire Central Continent, then it will have nowhere to escape, and Shen Zhuo can kill it completely."

"What if Shen Zhuo loses?"

"..."

Long Xiang looked at him, "Senior, what if Shen Zhuo loses?"

Lin Xieyang smiled, "Then we will be buried together between heaven and earth."