Sword comes

Chapter 1005 They sit around the bonfire

He is a god.

I saw that Li Sheng stepped on two Fushans, suddenly his Dharma figure was at least doubled, and his feet drove the Fushans, like walking in boots, Li Sheng turned sideways, but left the golden mirror made of natal characters in place , like a soft but resilient wall, continued to block the way of the ferry, and Li Sheng hit the wild world with his back again, and the Lu River behind him was like a new track that was re-laid, diverting from the original Qingdao , Li Sheng Faxiang leaned back, raised his feet one after another, and stepped on Taixu heavily, and the Faxiang tilted back a little bit, shifting the direction of the "ferry boat" a little bit, pushing the whole barren world into the Lu River waterway , the back of Li Sheng's huge Dharma figure wiped out an incomparably gorgeous glazed brilliance with the entire wild world.

Only Ligou and Wumingshi were left among the big ancient monsters who came to watch the play.

Wuming couldn't help but took out the jug again, took a sip of the wine, and said with a hearty smile: "There is no need to doubt, Bai Yujing is really invincible, no matter how invincible, he will definitely not be able to beat the little master."

Li Gou said, "Is there anything to be happy about?"

Wuming nodded and said: "You must be happy. This shows that for thousands of years, no matter how many so-called geniuses and spells there are, they are still not as high as our generation of monks."

Li Gou said: "It can't be counted like this, my little master has studied a lot of spells in these 1 years."

Wuming's expression was strange, he held back for a long time, but still couldn't hold back, he raised his hand and patted the boy with heavy pupils on the head, "Do you know why you couldn't get along among that group of human Taoist priests and scholars?"

Li Gou said: "Can't speak."

The short man smiled and said, "So you know."

This nameless man, who didn't even have the real name of the Yaozu, did have a good relationship with that Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou back then. He could be regarded as half a friend and half a drinking buddy.

Probably because of his loose nature, he has few friends and few enemies.Different from Bai Jing's method of killing the opponent as soon as the enmity is established, the few shots made by the short man are all for his friends, such as the Ligou who is far less powerful than the defense around him.

So the man feels very sorry for the sword repairer Liu Cha who failed to return to the wilderness, otherwise he would become a new drinking buddy.

Bai Jing grinned from ear to ear. Although she never saw that foolish end, she guessed the general situation, and then she pretended to be sad, and said loudly in a worried tone: "I am heartbroken, It makes people feel heartbroken! You are stupid, you are stupid!"

The man laughed dumbfoundedly, raised his hand towards Bai Jing, and shook the flagon in his hand.

Why didn't you know that you, Bai Jing, liked sarcastic remarks so much?

Bai Jing rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and signaled that we are not familiar with each other, please don't get too close to me, my Xiaomo has a small heart.

If Xiaomo misunderstands me, I will kill you.

But if you are willing to give me the jug in your hand, we will be called siblings in the future.

This little man likes to listen to the sound of the wine sloshing in the wine jug between drinks.

The jug in his hand is actually one of the "ancestors" of the later generations, except for the commemorative significance, because it is only a semi-finished product, so the rank is not too high.

Nowadays, almost every Earth Immortal possesses one square-inch or close-by object, which was first produced by Lan Qi, one of the ten heroes in the world, and she was the first to cast and refine the mountain utensils.

It is only said that the appearance of this kind of objects has a far-reaching and immeasurable impact on the entire structure of the mountain in later generations, and even greatly increased the odds of winning the battle for the monks in the world to ascend to the sky.

The man took a sip of his wine and wiped the corners of his mouth. For no reason, he remembered one of his few friends, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, who spoke the truth after drinking.

"Let those Taoist priests who should not be forgotten be remembered by future generations for a long time, even if thousands of years have passed, even if they are only remembered by one person or a few people."

After Li Sheng died, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou finally made a real move.

He sacrificed a stack of talismans, and there were only two kinds of big talismans, using water characters to cut a long river of time on the road ahead in the wild world, interrupting the mutual traction between this ferry boat and the original track of Qingdao, and then using mountain characters to Walls were erected on both sides of the wild world and the Lu River, just like building long embankments on both sides of the river bed, so that the ferry boat could seem to fall "downwards", but in fact it was lifted up and went uphill.

At the same time, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou began to use his natal supernatural powers to drive the earth and mountains in the wild world.

It was just that the sundial was immediately blocked, and the earth and mountains that were ordered to migrate by the "young" monk could only be limited to the surrounding areas of the strongholds in Haoran Tianxia.

On the other side of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, on the top of one of the highest mountains, there was a crooked old man with empty eyes. This old blind man who didn't even have a watchdog at his feet stood alone by the cliff, rubbing the hollow with his hands. cheeks seemed to be hesitating.

That good apprentice who opened the door and closed the door now seems to be a sage of the academy.

But the nerds in the Confucian Temple are more stubborn, and I said something earlier that I am not an example. It seems that it is impossible to help the apprentice become a gentleman by accumulating a new sum of merit.

And what he wanted to do with the few pens on the merit book of the Confucian Temple, after thinking about it, the old blind man felt that it was meaningless, so he turned around and walked to the residence, passing by Li Huai's room, stopped, opened the door, and saw There are several jugs of wine and a stack of books on the table, probably for his master to read and drink with.

Yu Xuan was not idle except to control the Lu River, which was like a lichen spread in the air. This great cultivator who monopolizes the word "Fu Lu" was so whimsical and courageous that he tried to draw another talisman on the road of the Lu River. Turning a part of the long river of time and opening a gate to help the ferry get farther and farther away from the established green road. I never thought that the gate has not been opened yet, but a threshold made of layers of talismans has appeared, and it has been covered by the tide. The opportunity was gone, Yu Xuan had to give up resentfully, and quickly calculated in his mind, the strategy was correct, but he was not prepared enough and was too hasty. If he was given enough time and refined a large number of talismans, maybe it would be possible. Two gates were built in the two places of Tianwai and Taixu. The ferry enters through one gate and exits through the second gate in an instant, just like the passages connecting the two worlds...

Lu Yan shook his head and said with a smile, "Friend Daoist Yu's idea is good, but it's hard to make it happen."

Yu Xuan chuckled.

If you talk about any other Taoism context, it's easy to talk about, and you can talk a little more, but when Taoist Chunyang and I discuss talismans, there is really nothing to talk about.

Although the decree is a line of land veins, most of the edicts are offset by the wild dial.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou besides sacrificed the two big talismans, he still has a supernatural power that presses the bottom of the box. I saw him raising his hands, as if he was folding paper.

It actually directly folded the long river of time behind Li Sheng, as well as the four directions of heaven and earth, and then gently placed this "paper kite" on the Lu River.

This kind of sky-reaching means is like tying a knot on a piece of clothing. All the warp and weft threads of this piece of clothing are pulled to this knot to varying degrees.

Then fold a large section of Qingdao track behind the wild world, and fold it into a paper kite.

In the end, the two paper kite talismans were like two fish baskets facing each other gradually closing together, encircling a giant fish.

This is a quill character that has been developed for a long time but is offered for the first time.

If Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou was a guest in Baiyujing Qingcui City back then, Kou Ming and this senior asked him about talismans, and finally created several kinds of big talismans including the Sanshan talisman.

Then, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou also gained some small gains by virtue of this harmonious discussion, such as the character "筌", which is dedicated to suppressing, dismantling and breaking all kinds of "small worlds" of great monks in the world.

Taoist Chunyang smiled knowingly, fellow Taoist Bai Yujing Lu must have contributed a lot.It must be that when Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou was discussing Taoism with Mr. Kou, Fellow Daoist Lu deliberately made jokes.

Those who achieve the Tao are like snakes sloughing out, forgetting their bodies and bones to get rid of their shackles. In practice, most of them are crossing rivers and abandoning boats, catching fish and abandoning traps, and taking ladders from houses.

It's just that Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's Daoist talisman is fundamental and unique. It's like an elder, reminding the younger generations of cultivators not to forget their roots.Or simply pierce a layer of window paper and directly tell those so-called monks on the top of the mountain that the so-called people who have attained the Tao today are far from truly proving the Tao.

Yu Xuan's eyes widened, how could the talisman play like this?

Whether it is a large formation in the world or a small world, in the face of this talisman, isn't it without exception, useless?

After Lu Yan saw this scene, he observed it carefully, and seemed to realize something, which benefited his own swordsmanship.

A woman in colorful clothes appeared next to Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, her clothes fluttered, her huge body was as big as a bright moon hanging in the sky, and her pair of golden eyes were different from the coldness of the gods. Her eyes, complexion, and attitude all seemed gentle Soft, very human-like.

The true spirit of the world's talisman, her status and status in the talisman is like the "ancestral money" of those kinds of fairy money.

This is probably the root cause of the talisman Yu Xuan's inability to meet the Fourteenth Realm with the physical talisman alone.

Not to mention the refinement of tens of millions of talismans, no matter how many talismans there are, Yu Xuan can't prove the Tao with this.

Just because of this road, the former sages have already sat on the road, and the Ascension Realm wants to enter the fourteenth realm, the most fearful thing is to walk on a single-plank bridge that already has people on the other side of the bridge.

For example, with Bai Ye, Su Zi and Liu Qi couldn't pass through the Fourteenth Realm of Wen Yun.With Xuandu Guansun in his arms, Xiaomo was one step too late.With Wuzhou, Ligou must be diverted.

Standing at the end of the riverbed of the Lu River, this talisman true spirit, born from the manifestation of the Dao, is a huge dharma face, facing Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

The talisman of a woman's appearance is like planting seedlings backwards.

Every "green seedling" planted in the paddy field is the countless talismans she scattered into the outer space.

It is obvious that she wants to pave a brand new "green road", so that the ferry of the wild world will follow this trajectory and gradually move away from Haoran.

Zheng Juzhong shook his head.

Li Xisheng asked with his heart: "Mr. Zheng, what's wrong?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Even if the entire established Qingdao is changed, as long as a new trajectory that truly fits the Dao is not created, it is still futile. No matter how high the Daoism of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou is, he can use the method of talismans to recreate it." Myriad methods, all-encompassing, are not enough to support the cycle of the whole world. In addition, the predecessors do not seem to often set foot in the wild land, so this road, although the rank is slightly better than that of the big demon, it can be said that The degree of sturdiness is somewhat inferior."

"Assume that Zhou Mi has no backup, but don't forget that there is not only Zhou Mi in the new heaven. Therefore, even if there is a new path that can be roughly regarded as following the rules, it is still not foolproof."

Li Xisheng continued to ask: "What would Mr. Zheng do?"

According to Zheng Juzhong, even if Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou join forces, coupled with their formation, there still seems to be no perfect solution.

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and smiled, "It can't be me."

Taking advantage of a stacked formation that has not really touched the wild world, Chen Pingan tried to copy this temporarily unknown big talisman in the heart lake, but to no avail.

It has to be that its shape is not its spirit, and the shelf of the talisman will soon be crumbling, and it will collapse in an instant. After several attempts, there is such a dismal result.

It's like the family background is too thin, so I can only try to use a kind of yellow seal talisman paper, which is made of the poorest material, to carry the true meaning of a superior Taoist book, of course it won't work.

Then there is Chen Pingan's Jingzhongyue. Due to the addition of [-] gold and fine copper coins, the rank has been improved, and it can probably be called "Jingkouyue". Come to set up, I really can't spare my hands

...to start a small stove.

Chen Pingan immediately asked in his heart: "Xiaomo, if I build the frame of this talisman, can you fill the veins with sword intent?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said: "I'm a layman in the field of talismans, so I can't help you. I'm missing a thousand miles by a slight difference. Even if I return to Haoran, I can calm down and deduce it repeatedly in the dojo. I guess it will just waste my son in vain. Precious monastic time."

Glancing at Bai Jing, Xiao Mo reluctantly said, "Maybe it would be better if Bai Jing came to be the son's helper."

Chen Pingan had no choice but to let it go.

The young monk entered the formation in an instant, "Master Chen Shan, let me take charge of this formation for the time being, and prepare for the backhand."

In addition to relying on stacking formations to completely turn the bow of the wild world and force it to step onto the "right track" laid by the spirit of the rune, it also requires the young hermit to sacrifice a key sword that blocks the way. No.

Chen Pingan nodded.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou asked: "Do you know how to draw a sword?"

Chen Pingan replied: "The younger generation reluctantly did it."

Hearing this, Zheng Juzhong smiled playfully.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou obviously noticed Zheng Juzhong's strangeness, and asked in his heart: "Mr. Zheng, do you have something to say?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "I have nothing to say."

Originally, the stacked array was just like a leaf of duckweed on the wide Lu River.

After Chen Ping handed over the dominance of the operation of the formation, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou sat in it, and a talisman that was not inferior to the saint of ritual appeared behind him, and the scale of the entire formation increased accordingly. All the dojos expanded countless in an instant times, but it is not the kind of dilution, but does not reduce the degree of condensedness of these second-class authentic dojos at all.

Bai Jing grinned, let out a haha, and then gave an unbiased and fair evaluation. Once an expert makes a move, he will know whether there is one.

Chen Ping pretended not to hear it, but just let his mind out of his real body, and looked out from the edge of the world in the flying sword cage. He saw Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, a Dharma image composed of countless talismans. As a result, many dragon veins wind for thousands of miles, and the veins are formed by the convergence of water characters. All the great dungeons in the history of the world can see the waterways here, with a head on the neck, and the scene in the mind is like a bright star , but it is not the galaxy where Yuxuan's Hedao is located, it seems to be accumulated by countless unknown stars.

The size of the avenue is unimaginable and beyond imagination.

The matter was so important that the young monk had to remind Chen Pingan again, "I am only the abbot of the formation, and you are the formation itself. I can only try to help offset the impact of the wild world on the formation. You wait until it is really unsustainable." At that time, you don’t need to hold on hard, just take back the two flying swords, and leave some spare strength to guarantee that you can hand out that sword.”

In Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's view, Chen Ping'an is not only the origin of this magnificent formation, but also the shortcoming of this large formation.

It's just that he can't demand a certain age to be the age of forty, especially for young Qi practitioners who are less than thirty years old.

To be honest, even for Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, it is not easy for Chen Pingan to achieve this step.

In fact, in the previous calculation with Li Sheng, there were eight candidates for Haoran who were similar to Chen Ping'an. Among them, there were three sword masters, such as Qi Jinglong from Beiju Luzhou Taihui Sword Sect.

There are many options, such as several people, or nine people working together, and there are more than a hundred kinds of combinations.

In the final conclusion, Chen Pingan was selected alone.

Either those choices with great risks and benefits are relatively the most "error-free" choices.

Chen Pingan nodded, "I won't slap my face to look fat, I will definitely do what I can."

The young monk took out two blue and purple talismans from his sleeve, handed them to Chen Pingan, and introduced the purpose of the talismans: "One is used to stabilize the soul, and the other can stabilize the body. They can be used at the same time. Do not sacrifice double talismans unless it is absolutely necessary. , you must pay attention to the timing, and don't act impulsively. Once these two talismans are used too early, the real body and soul of a person will be rooted in the center of the flood like a pillar, just like a pure martial artist who is cast with a body talisman. Fight back, what will happen, just look at the muddleheadedness, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg. So it is best to use it to heal your wounds immediately after withdrawing the stacked formation, to stabilize the Dao Heart and the physical body, so as not to disperse the soul from the real body, It hurts the foundation of the Dao.”

Chen Ping carefully put away the two priceless life-saving talismans, if they were not used properly, they would be life-threatening talismans.

The whole wild world was sailing in that Lu River, and the posture of Li Sheng Dharma had changed from leaning on the "ferry boat" with his back to pushing the stern with both hands.

The entire back of the rites, sages, and dharmas has been worn away by the wild avenue into a pitch-black void. This kind of loss of the avenue visible to the naked eye is so large that it is immeasurable. feel despair.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's two origami characters, and the golden round mirror made of sages' natal characters, ensure that the ferry must sail within the Lu River.

The talisman true spirit who is the "handmaid" beside Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, she is responsible for paving a new road at the end of the Lu River, and has built a talisman path millions of miles long in the outer space.

The new road deviates from Qingdao, and a clearly visible arc appears.

And Chen Ping's formation was just outside the top of the arc.

It is like a large formation of heavily armored infantry resisting an elite cavalry formation.

After the "ferry boat" collided with it, it instantly tore open a hole in the bird world in the cage, and then slowly inserted into the formation.

Immediately, there were bursts of ear-piercing sounds like sharp blades slowly cutting glass.

Even outsiders like Wu Mingshi and Li Gou, who enjoy the scenery from a distance, have their scalps numb.

Wuming quickly took a sip of wine to suppress his shock, shuddered, and said, "It hurts a bit just looking at it, let alone the person who is carrying it."

Li Gou glanced at the young hermit official, who was as small as a mustard seed, sitting cross-legged on the "sky curtain" of the sword formation world, temporarily unable to see the slightest change in expression, holding his breath, as motionless as a mountain.

Wuming smiled and said: "I don't even frown, he is young, he is a man, it seems that our Chen Yinguan, the physique of the martial arts master of the limit, is very solid, but I don't know who taught him the boxing, so impressive."

It's also the same as standing up and talking without back pain. This Anonymous person speaks more than Hu Tu listens to his ears.

The talisman Yu Xuan and Taoist Chunyang, who sit in the sun and moon of the small world, began to mend the hole respectively to prevent the bow of the boat from squeezing through more barriers between the world and the earth.

A barbaric world and a stacked array are like two flowing pills in the Lu River. The former rolls away quickly, while the latter is stationary and has a huge difference in size. The contact between the two is like a millstone grinding each other.

Zheng Juzhong nodded slightly, and the tenacity of the formation was a bit better than expected.

In fact, the Confucian Temple must have prepared for the worst, that is, a group of them could not stop the ferry in the sky, and eventually the two worlds collided.

Then Haoran Tianxia's choice of the impact point is very interesting. Zheng Juzhong guessed that the Confucian Temple's choice would be... the Middle Earth Confucian Temple.

The candidate to replace Chen Ping'an at that time will be the Jingsheng Xiping who is equivalent to a fourteen-level monk in the Confucian Temple.

The vastness of the world, the Chinese Temple of Confucianism.

An old scholar was even more worried by pulling his beard. Standing on the top of a gazebo, he couldn't bear to look at the scene outside. The kindness of the spring should be repaid by the spring, so the kindness of the spring cannot be repaid by the water, it must not be like this!"

Jing Sheng Xiping said helplessly: "How to care about this matter, the Confucian Temple has its own opinion."

If it is true, it seems that Chen Pingan has not yet sought a place in the Confucian Temple.

The old scholar was not happy when he heard it, and stomped his feet and said: "Just talk about things and don't care about your heart. How can the streets be full of saints?! Let alone you and me, we are all scholars!"

Jing Sheng Xiping became more and more helpless, "It's not like you don't know what's going on with me. You can't help me not doing business properly. I have to follow the rules."

Limited by his status, Jing Sheng Xiping really couldn't talk about personal friendship with anyone.Even if you are in the Confucian Temple, you don't participate in the discussion.

In fact, the old scholar didn't try to teach Xiping anything, he just wanted to distract himself, and chatted a few words, so as not to look like a foolish young man.

Walking into the gazebo, as soon as he was seated, he stood up again like burning his butt, but he held back and walked towards the edge of the pavilion, and stretched his neck to look outside.

No, it's still like the ants spinning around on the hot pan.

The old scholar began to mutter and babble, like a drunken man talking drunk at the table.

After reading millions of sage books, you can't just pull out a pile of shit.

Ordinary people can also fertilize the fields by defecating and peeing, and scholars with unscrupulous intentions will not even pick up dogs after defecating.

Occasionally, good things and hard-working people will soften the hearts of those with a hard heart.

For monks, the continuation of life, whether high or low, depends on the depth of the traces of the world.

Jing Sheng Xiping sat aside and listened silently, just got used to it.

A stacked formation began to gradually shatter, and those broken flying swords fell like torrential rain between the sky and the earth.

The golden peak that Yu Xuan was sitting in has completely dissipated, and the Liuli Pavilion in Zheng Juzhong has also disintegrated and exploded, the scene is gorgeous and radiant.

A Wild World turned the bow of the ship with an extremely small range, and slowly shifted to the track laid out by the true spirit of the talisman.

Li Sheng Dharma Xiang stretched out a hand to offset part of the momentum for the formation, and the side of Dharma Xiang's cheek that was close to the wall of the "ferry boat" was worn away by the wild world.

Chen Ping closed his eyes all the time, sat in the air, put one hand on his abdomen, palm facing upwards, and clenched his fist on his knee.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, who is in charge of the operation of the formation, is a little relieved, and constantly adjusts the many subtleties of the formation. He is no longer as restrained as before, and can exert the power of the formation to a greater extent.

Because the young hermit made an unexpected move, his real body was like a mountain, although his soul burned together like thousands of flowers in the mountain, turning into streams of fire and flowing down to the foot of the mountain, fortunately, these separate streams, except At the foot of the mountain, deep pools and pools of water formed, which then converged into a river surrounding the mountain. Afterwards, a small half of the streams with dry water beds showed a tendency to climb the mountain, and even began to go upstream and return to the major "qi houses" in the mountain. "In the end, this fiery human body formed a self-circulation that stabilized and became orderly.

One of the stacked formations, the 72-Hour Formation, was also overwhelmed, and the 72 seals that were the hub of the formation broke apart one after another.

The Taoist Chunyang held up a big sun with one hand, pushed it hard, and then put his fingers together to make a sword formula. He commanded the long sword behind his back, and a magic sword clanged out of its sheath like a dragon's cry, but it turned into a twisted rope like pulling the sun , Lu Yan twisted his body and then raised his arms, directly dragged the rising sun to draw a huge arc, and threw it to the huge gap where the bird in the cage was crushed by the ferry. The supernatural power combined with swordsmanship, the fire is just right, I saw a round of glorious sun rising into the sky menacingly, and evolved into a golden cassock spread out on the way, after that, a long sword rope, as if implicated. Thousands of scorching suns, layer upon layer, climbed up one after another until they reached the sky, and turned into pieces of vestments to block the signs of expanding the gap in the wild world.

In order to cooperate with the "heavenly position" of this big sun, Yu Xuan drove the bright moon in the Liangyi array to fall to the bottom.

Lu Yan turned his head and glanced at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an slightly straightened his waist, and said in his heart: "It doesn't matter."

The hand of Lu Yan and Yu Xuan alone is equivalent to pulling Chen Pingan's heavenly soul and earthly soul into a long and straight line, like a single tree, supporting the crumbling caged world.

Zheng Juzhong flicked his sleeves, and condensed the originally crumbled glazed pavilion into an unknown talisman that looked like a "seal", and stuck it on the gate that opened in the sky.

At the same time, a sunken groove of blood appeared on Chen Pingan's forehead.

Obviously, Zheng Juzhong was the ally who didn't care whether Chen Pingan was okay or not.

Li Xisheng put his fingers together, moved his footsteps into the void, and drew a talisman on the ground that filled the trench. The blood groove on Chen Pingan's forehead disappeared instantly.

Seeming to have received the secret instruction of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, Bai Jing hesitated for a moment, glanced at the mountain master, who nodded slightly, and then she stepped on the empty phase leap moon in the stacked formation, and sacrificed a sword towards the height , Thousands of rainbow-like sword lights, soaring into the sky, like countless lightning lights connecting two seas of clouds, the sword lights scurrying between the sky and the earth in the cage like electric snakes, and at the same time melted hundreds of miles "over" the wild world Make a mine pool, and slowly push the side of the bow to the path created by the Fu Ling.

Probably for some big monks looking up at the sky in the wild world, it is a celestial tribulation that they want to ascend to in the fairyland.

Chen Ping twisted his wrist slightly, and took out the two talismans from his sleeves, blending them into the backs of his left and right hands respectively.

This is?

It stands to reason that Chen Pingan can at least insist on half a stick of incense in the short term and a stick of incense in the long term.

Xiao Mo couldn't stop him in time, and Bai Jing also appeared in a trance for a moment. Looking at his posture, his own master Chen Shan was about to jump over the wall in a hurry?

I saw the right hand clenched into a fist against the knee, lightly opened, and the five fingers were like holding a sword handle.

The left hand attached to the abdomen with the palm facing up turned over, and it was also a false grip, but it was holding the blade like a sword, and moved slowly from right to left.

A grain of pure golden light blooms between heaven and earth.

Not only the more than 70 long swords inside the caged bird vibrated together.

Even Taoist Chunyang's dharma sword, which turned into a long rope leading to the sun, shook to a certain extent, trembling loudly as if meeting a fellow Taoist.

The electric snake that hangs between the sky and the earth, formed by Bai Jing's sword light, is like a mountain tree being blown by the wind, and it falls neatly to one side.

Half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with a sword in his hand.

Far away in the sky, a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown shrank his shoulders, stretched out his palm, and touched his neck.

At this moment, Li Sheng took the lead in squinting and looking into the distance.

A moment later, there was a slender black line meandering, and below the black line was a fiery red road.

Lu Chen, who was hiding in the sky under the roof of his home to watch the excitement, suddenly widened his eyes and clapped his fists, "It's better to come early than coincidentally. Feast your eyes!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the nameless person immediately stretched out his hand to grab Ligou's shoulder beside him, and with all his might escaped into an imperceptible Taixu ravine.

Yu Xuan said in a deep voice: "It seems to be that ancient snake that wandered deep in the void."

Zheng Juzhong talked with Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

Li Sheng nodded slightly, and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou ordered the Fu Ling woman to return to his sleeve despite his puzzled expression.

In the blink of an eye, this ancient Teng snake showed its huge size.

The whole barbaric world is as small as a bead, it swallows it with its mouth open, and with a slight shake of its head, it knocks the stacked formation away, its huge body crushes the brand-new road paved by Fu Ling, and with a flick of its tail, Spit out that bead, and push it with your head again, the Wild Desolate World was replaced with a brand-new "green road" that seemed to be preset, and the snake's body disappeared into the void, and then disappeared.

It was only now that one could vaguely see "Lu Fayan" standing on top of the snake's head, with only skin left but no consciousness.

On the road where the snake was walking, the thick road marks burned by the fire lasted for a long time.

Lu Yan shrunk down to the side of the road, squatted down, and picked up some ashes with his fingers. This real person with the Taoist name "Chunyang" couldn't help sighing, looked up into the distance, and even the "Dayao" Can all be burned?

Chen Pingan was hit and fell to the ground, rolling all the way, the long sword in his left hand that was about to take shape gradually dissipated, and finally his right hand supported the ground, vomiting blood.

Li Xisheng sighed, today is only a temporary solution to the urgent need, and every ten years in the future, there will be a collision between the two mutually pulling worlds.

If the ancient snake didn't come to disturb the situation, Li Sheng might be able to complete his work in one battle, and of course Haoran Tianxia might suffer heavy casualties, just because there are too many unknown variables, and any deduction is meaningless.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou returned the formation to Chen Pingan.

The formation turned into two flying swords, Sparrow in a Cage and Yue Jingkou, which instantly sank into the center of Chen Ping's eyebrows.

Li Sheng looked as usual, and thanked everyone, "Thank you for your hard work."

After all, it was an extra ten years.

Except for Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou who remained motionless, the rest of the monks returned their salutes.

And Chen Pingan wanted to stand up, Li Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed it, and said with a smile: "Recover well."

Xiao Mo came to Chen Pingan's side and helped his son up.

Chen Ping reached out to wipe off the blood on his face, but luckily, he didn't fall again.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou frowned slightly, and asked in his heart: "Chen Pingan, why did you use those two talismans in advance?"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Zheng Juzhong has little regrets.

If Chen Pingan resolutely slashed at the wilderness with his sword, Zheng Juzhong would definitely be the first to follow and add fuel to the fire.

Presumably, Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, the two sword cultivators of the Ascension Realm, will not be idle, and they can be regarded as icing on the cake.

Li Xisheng will be forced to defend Chen Ping'an, and Chunyang Lu Yan will also use his sword to block Bai Ze or Man Huang Diao Ke...

Seeing the "confrontation" two sides who had a question that was not answered, Yu Xuan couldn't help feeling that it's nice to be young.

Li Sheng smiled and patted the young monk's arm, and said, "Put yourself in the same place, and I won't be spoiled by anyone."

In a void gap like the vortex of the long river of time, such a well-known face paralyzed Ligou couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that the nameless person was burned to a gray face by an inexplicably diverted fire path, and the short man who couldn't avoid it shook his head, and clumps of burnt hair fell out.

Li Gou held back his laughter, raised his chin, and asked curiously, "Who did you provoke before?"

Don't dare to call him by his first name.

Wuming said depressedly: "How is it possible? I just saw him a few times in the distance, and I didn't even have time to hide. How dare I provoke him."

In the later period of ancient times, and before the battle of ascension to heaven, who would dare to challenge those supreme gods except those among the ten heroes of the world.

Li Sheng took the lead to leave, as if he was chasing the ancient snake controlled by the puppet "Lu Fayan".

Li Xisheng looked at the Lord of Baidi City, who was very relaxed from the beginning to the end, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, it is better to hit the sun and play a game of chess?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "It's better to wait until the debate between the three religions is over. Then I will greet Master Kou in Baidi City."

The two sides are playing chess now, no matter how many games it is, the victory will be invincible.

Li Xisheng nodded and said, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

The real person is mystified in all directions, and we can't see the trace of it.

You must know that this beautiful word was said by Lu Chen himself.

Yu Xuan glanced at Zheng Juzhong out of the corner of his eye, the old man twitched his beard and said nothing, it's strange, why do you two have personal grievances?

Yu Xuan has only one attitude towards Zheng Juzhong, keep him at a respectful distance.

Just be friends, let alone enemies.

Afterwards, Li Xisheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou traveled together along the Qingdao where the great demon had just ascended.

Yu Xuan invited fellow Taoists from Chunyang to go to the Hedao place for a drink.

Because Yu Xuan was busy joining the Dao in Tianwai Galaxy earlier, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou seldom showed up on his own initiative.

So Yu Xuan learned a brand-new "story", and after thousands of years, it will be taken out to bask in the sun, it is the kind of old allusion that people talk about.

The previous five sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi crossed mountains and rivers in the wild world holding the three mountain talismans.

Because after Chen Pingan and the others burned incense and "respected", not long after, there was another green smoke rising in front of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

The second group of people, the number of people offering incense is not too many, only nine people, but the incense is also in full swing, and the atmosphere is great.

Cao Ci.Yuan Yu.The two direct disciples of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City opened the door and closed it, Fu Mo and Gu Can.Chunqing, a girl from the lineage of Tianqingshen Mountain in Zhuhai Cave, a Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain Tianshi Mansion, a monk from Poshan Temple in Zhongtu, and Xu Bai from the ancestral lineage of a military family.In short, there are Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and military strategists, the three religions and one family.

In such a short period of time, there were two groups of people offering incense and returning gifts holding three mountain talismans across the mountains and rivers, and they were all young, not ordinary young, and each of them had great achievements worth looking forward to and placing high hopes on.

So even Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou was a little surprised, and there was a rare smile on his face.

Unlike many big monks, what he values ​​is the future, and the future of others.

If we talk about the past, the eventful years are all old calendars after all.In the future, there are infinite possibilities.

Just like a book, there is always a plot twist, which makes the audience feel unexpected.

As for the content that is already well-known in the heart, no matter how amazing the people and things are, at most, you have to go back and read it several times, and the memories and remembrances tend to make people in the book feel sad.

Some things can be said or not said.

At that time, Yu Xuan and Chen Pingan, a young man, had no friendship at all.

Just because Chen Ping'an's founding disciple "Zheng Qian" was on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou before, that little girl who acted resolutely and treated others with sincerity, impressed the old man very well, and by the way, he was very impressed with the young hermit official who had never been masked. , The impression is not bad, what kind of master brings out what kind of apprentice, either the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, or the blue is better than the blue.

So Yu Xuancai said with a very deep smile that the two offerings of incense should be attributed to that fellow Daoist Chen.

At that time, the young monk hesitated a little, but nodded.It can be regarded as reluctantly agreeing with Yu Xuan's statement.

It's not that this Mr. Sanshanjiuhou thinks too much of himself and is stingy with kind words, but because Yu Xuan said something meaningful to him before.

Therefore, when he nodded, he was forced to give an answer.

It turned out that Yu Xuan had asked about this before, if Zhi Lan was in power and had to be removed?

After that, in order to mend the lack of land in Tongyezhou, Chen Pingan borrowed mountains and rivers from the princes, as if "I am the host". With Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou’s nod in Tianwai Xinghe, Chen Ping’an has added a righteous will. It’s like a local official who is a feudal official who receives a document issued by the imperial court, and does things logically. .Of course, if Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou doesn't nod, Chen Pingan can still mend the gaps, but the final effect will not be so good.

This kind of opportunity to enjoy the scenery from outside the sky is really rare, so Chen Ping took Xiaomo and Bai Jing back to Haoran leisurely.

As for Chen Ping'an, who had only one mind that had not been taken back, after thousands of years of countercurrent with the sword-wielder, he saw a scene.

Let Chen Pingan be in a daze for a long time.

The setting sun melts gold, and the evening clouds merge.

On the top of a mountain, the night is heavy, sitting around a bonfire.

In addition to the top ten under heaven and the four candidates, there are many figures.