Sword of Coming

The ultimate human god.

I saw the ceremonial saint stepping on two talisman mountains, and suddenly the Dharma form was at least doubled in height. His feet drove the talisman mountains, as if walking in boots. The ceremonial saint turned sideways, but left the golden mirror made of natal characters in place. , like a soft but resilient wall, continues to block the way of the ferry. The Lisheng hits the wild world with his back again, and the Luhe River behind him is like a brand new track that has been re-laid, branching off the original green road. , the body of the ceremonial saint Faxiu leaned back, his feet were raised one after another, and then he stepped heavily on Taixu. The Faxiu tilted back a little bit, shifting the direction of the "ferry" little by little, pushing the entire wild world into the Luhe River waterway. , the back of the huge dharma image of the Lisheng Saint wiped out a burst of incomparably gorgeous glazed light with the entire wild world.

Of the ancient demons who came to watch the show, only Li Gu and Wumingshi remained.

Anonymous couldn't help but take out the flask again, took a sip of wine, and said with a hearty smile: "There is no doubt that Bai Yujing is truly invincible, no matter how invincible he is, he will definitely not be able to beat the young master."

Li Guo said: "Is there anything to be happy about?"

Anonymous nodded and said: "I must be happy. This shows that no matter how many so-called geniuses and magic techniques we have over the past ten thousand years, they are still not as high as the great avenues of our generation of monks."

Li Guo said: "You can't calculate it that way. The young Master has learned a lot of techniques in these ten thousand years."

The nameless person had a strange look on his face. After holding it in for a long time, he still couldn't hold it 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 those human Taoist priests and scholars back then?"

Li Guo said, “I can’t speak.”

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

This nameless man, who didn't even have a demon clan's real name, did have a good relationship with Mr. Three Mountains and Nine Lords back then. He could be considered half a friend and half a drinking buddy.

Probably because of his loose nature, he has few friends and not many enemies. Different from Bai Jing's method of killing the opponent as soon as he makes enemies, the short man's several attacks were all for the sake of his friends, such as Li Guo, whose killing power was far inferior to his high defense.

So the man felt very sorry for the swordsman Liu Cha who could not return to the wilderness, otherwise he would have become a new drinking buddy.

Bai Jing smiled from ear to ear. Although she had never seen the fate of that fool, she could only guess the general situation. Then she pretended to be sad and said loudly in a tone of sadness: "I am heartbroken. It makes people sad! You are so confused!"

The man laughed dumbly, raised his hand toward Bai Jing, and shook the wine bottle in his hand.

Why didn't I know that you, Bai Jing, like to make sarcastic remarks so much?

Bai Jing rolled his eyes and waved his hand, indicating that we are not familiar with each other, so don't try to get close to me. My Xiaomo is very narrow-minded.

If Xiaomo misunderstands me, I will kill you.

But if you are willing to give me the wine bottle in your hand, we will become brother and sister from now on.

This short man likes to listen to the sound of the wine sloshing in the jug while he drinks wine.

The wine jug in his hand is actually one of the "ancestors" of a small object from later generations. Apart from its commemorative significance, it is only a semi-finished product, so its quality is not very high.

Nowadays, almost every Earth Immortal has a piece of small-sized or close-by objects. They were all originally produced by Lan Qi, one of the top ten tycoons in the world. She was the first to cast and refine the objects on the mountain.

It can only be said that the appearance of this type of objects will have a profound and immeasurable impact on the entire mountain pattern in later generations. It will even greatly increase the chances of the human monks winning the battle to ascend to heaven.

The man took a sip of wine and wiped the corners of his mouth, remembering for no reason that one of his few friends, Mr. Sanshanjiuhou, once said 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 or a few people."

After the death of Li Sheng, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou finally took action.

He sacrificed a pile of talismans, and there were only two big talismans. The water symbol was used to cut a long river of time on the road ahead in the wild world, interrupting the mutual pull between the ferry and the original path of the green road, and then the mountain symbol was used. Walls were erected on both sides of Manhuangtianxia and Luhe River, just like embankments were built on both sides of the river bed, so that the Tongxu ferry could appear to be falling "downward" but actually be raised and travel uphill.

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

However, they were immediately blocked by the dial, and the mountains and mountains that were ordered to migrate by this "young" monk could only be limited to the areas around those strongholds in Haoran World.

Over there on the top of one of the tallest mountains, there is a stooped old man with empty eyes. This old blind man, who doesn't even have a watchdog at his feet, stands alone on the edge of the cliff, rubbing his hand to rub the depression. The cheeks seemed to be hesitating about something.

The good disciple who opened and closed doors seems to be a wise man in the academy now.

But the nerds in the Confucian Temple are quite stubborn. They said before that they would not follow suit. It seems that they can help their apprentices become gentlemen by accumulating a new amount of merit.

As for what he wanted to do with the few strokes in the merit book of the Confucian Temple, after thinking about it, the old blind man felt that it was not interesting, so he turned around and walked towards his residence. Passing by Li Huai's room, he stopped and opened the door. There were several bottles 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 for controlling the Lu River, which was spread like lichen in the air. This great monk who exclusively owned the word "talisman" was so whimsical and courageous that he actually tried to draw another talisman on the road of the Lu River. Turning a part of the long river of time, a gate was opened to help the ferry get farther and farther away from the established green road. Unexpectedly, the gate had not yet been opened, but a threshold made of layers of talismans appeared, and it was already covered by the big tide. After all the opportunities were exhausted, Yu Xuan had no choice but to give up and do some quick mental calculations. He found that the path was right, but he was not prepared enough and was too hasty. If he was given enough time and refined a large number of talismans, he might be able to do it. In the two places of Tianwai and Taixu, two gates were built. The ferry entered through one gate and exited through the second gate in an instant, just like those passages to the ruins that connect the two worlds...

Lu Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Yu's idea is good, but it is difficult to implement."

Yu Xuan chuckled.

If it comes to any other Taoist context, it is easy to talk about it and we can talk a few more words. But when Chunyang Taoist friend and I discussed the talismans, there was really nothing to talk about.

Although the imperial decree was connected with the earth line, most of the decree was offset by the wild dial.

In addition to offering the two big talismans, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou also had a magical power that pressed down on the bottom of the box. He raised his hands as if he were folding paper.

Actually, he directly folded up the long river of time behind the Li Sheng and the four directions of heaven and earth, and then gently placed this "paper kite" on the Lu River.

This all-powerful method is like tying a knot on a piece of clothing. All the longitude and latitude threads of the piece of clothing are pulled to this knot to varying degrees.

Then he folded a large section of the Qingdao trail behind Manhuang Tianxia to form a paper kite.

In the end, the two paper kite talismans gradually closed together like two fish baskets with their mouths facing each other, trapping a giant fish.

This is a quan character that has been developed for a long time but has been used for the first time.

If Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou was a guest in the Green City of Baiyujing, Kou Ming consulted with this senior on the knowledge of talismans and eventually created several kinds of great talismans, including the Sanshan Talisman.

Then Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou also relied on this harmonious discussion to achieve small gains. For example, the character "筌" was specifically used to defeat, dismantle and break the various "small worlds" of the great monks in the world.

Taoist Chunyang smiled knowingly. Fellow Taoist Bai Yujing and Lu must have contributed a lot. It must have been that when Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou and Master Kou were sitting and discussing Taoism, Daoist fellow Lu deliberately made a joke.

Those who have attained the Tao are like snakes shedding their bodies, losing their shackles. One thing to practice is to cross a river and leave a boat, to abandon a fishing boat after catching a fish, to go up to a house and take out a ladder. This kind of behavior has nothing to do with good or evil, and has no derogatory or complimentary meaning.

It's just that the Taoist meaning of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's big talisman is unique. It's like an elder is reminding the younger generations of Taoists in the future not to forget their roots. Or simply pierce a layer of window paper and directly tell those so-called mountain monks and today's so-called enlightened people that you are far from truly attaining the Dao.

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

Regardless of the big formations in the world or the small world, when faced with this talisman, wouldn't it be useless without exception?

When Lu Yan saw this scene, he observed it carefully and seemed to have some enlightenment, which would benefit his own swordsmanship.

A woman in colorful clothes appeared next to Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. Her clothes were swaying, her body was as big as a hanging moon, and she had a pair of golden eyes, but they were different from the coldness of gods. Her eyes, face, and attitude all seemed gentle. Soft and extremely human-like.

The true spirit of the world's talismans, her status and identity in the talismans are just like the "ancestral money" of those kinds of fairy money.

This is probably the reason why Yu Xuan cannot combine the fourteenth realm with physical talismans alone.

Not to mention refining tens of millions of talismans, no matter how many there were, Yu Xuan would not be able to achieve enlightenment with this.

Just because this road has been broken by previous sages, if you want to reach the Fourteenth Realm in the Ascension Realm, you are most afraid of walking on a single-plank bridge where there are already people on the other side.

For example, with Bai Ye, Su Zi and Liu Qi could not pass the fourteenth realm of Wen Yun He Dao. With Xuandu watching Sun in his arms, Xiaomo was a step too late. With Wuzhou, Liguo must change his route.

This true spirit of Talisman, which was born from the manifestation of the Great Dao, stood at the end of the river bed of the Lu River, with a huge Dharma image, facing the side of the Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

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

Every handful of "green seedlings" planted in the paddy field is like countless talismans that she scatters into the void outside the sky.

It is obvious that she wants to lay a new "green road" so that the ferry in the wild world can follow this trajectory and gradually move away from Haoran.

Zheng Juzhong shook his head.

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

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Even if the entire established Qing Dao is changed, as long as a new trajectory that truly fits the Dao is not created, it is still in vain. No matter how high the Dao of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou is, he can use the method of talismans to recreate it. Ten Thousand Dharmas, all-encompassing, are not enough to support the circulation of the entire world. In addition, the predecessors do not seem to often set foot in the wild land, so although the quality of this road is slightly better than that of the Great Demon's First Ascension, it can be said that The sturdiness is actually a bit inferior.”

"Let's also assume that Zhou Mi has no backup, but don't forget that there is more than Zhou Mi in the new heaven now. 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 if he were replaced?"

According to Zheng Juzhong, even if Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou join forces, coupled with their stacked formations, there still seems to be no foolproof strategy.

Zheng Juzhong shook his head and smiled: "It couldn't have been me."

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

The result is that the talisman's frame will soon be on the verge of collapse and collapse in an instant. Several attempts have yielded such bleak results.

It's like if your family's financial resources are too small, you can only try to use a yellow seal talisman paper 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. With the addition of 600 gold and copper coins, its quality has been improved. It can probably be called "Jingkouyue". It's a pity that all the more than 700,000 flying swords that have been divided are used. Come to set up the formation, but I really can’t spare any time... Let’s start a small stove.

Chen Pingan immediately asked in his heart: "Xiao Mo, if I build the framework of this talisman, can you fill the veins with sword intention?"

Xiao Mo shook his head and said: "I'm a layman in the talisman industry, so I can't help. A slight difference can lead to thousands of miles. Even if I return to Haoran, I can calm down and make repeated deductions in the dojo. I guess it will still be a waste of time. Precious monastic time."

Glancing at Bai Jing, Xiao Mo reluctantly said, "Maybe it would be better if Bai Jing was the young master's helper instead."

Chen Pingan had no choice but to give up.

The young monk instantly entered the stacked formation and said, "Master Chen Shan, let me be the abbot of this formation for the time being. You prepare the back-up move."

In addition to relying on stacked formations to completely turn the ship of the barbaric world and force it to step onto the "right track" laid by the talisman, the young hidden officer also needs to use a key blocking sword to block the way. No.

Chen Pingan nodded.

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

Chen Ping'an replied: "This junior is forced to do it."

When Zheng Juzhong heard this, he smiled playfully.

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

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

The original stacked formation was just like a leaf of duckweed on the water of the wide Luhe River.

After Chen Ping'an handed over the control over the operation of the grand array, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou sat in it, and a talisman statue that was not inferior to the ceremonial saint instantly appeared behind him. The scale of the entire stacked array increased accordingly, and all the dojos expanded countless times in an instant. times, but it is not that kind of dilution, but it does not reduce the condensation level of these sub-first-class authentic dojos at all.

Bai Jing grinned, let out a laugh, and then gave an impartial and fair evaluation. Experts would know if it was true as soon as they made a move.

Chen Pingzongruo ignored it and just let his mind go out of his true body. He looked far away at the edge of the bird world in the flying sword cage. He saw the statue of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, which was composed of countless talismans. There are many dragon veins winding for thousands of miles, and the veins are connected by the symbol of water. Several waterways can be seen here from all the great temples in the history of the world. There is a head on the neck, and the scene in the mind is like a bright star. , but not Fu Lu Yu Xuan. The Milky Way where the Hedao is located seems to be composed of countless unknown stars swirling and accumulating.

The greatness of the avenue is unbelievable and beyond imagination.

The matter was so important that the young monk had to remind Chen Pingan again, "I am just 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 truly unsustainable." At this time, there is no need to support yourself hard, just retract the two flying swords, leaving enough strength to ensure that you can deliver the sword."

In the view of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, Chen Pingan is not only the origin of this magnificent stacked formation, but also the shortcoming of this grand formation.

It's just that he can't be too demanding on a certain age, especially for young Qi practitioners who are less than thirty years old.

To be honest, even if he has a vision as high as Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, it is already quite difficult for Chen Pingan to achieve this step.

In fact, after previous calculations with Li Sheng, there were eight candidates for Haoran who were similar to Chen Ping'an. Among them, there were three swordsmen. For example, there was Qi Jinglong of Taihui Sword Sect in Luzhou, Beiju.

There are many options, including several people, or nine people working together, and there are more than a hundred combinations.

In the final conclusion, Chen Pingan was singled out.

Either those choices have great risks and benefits, or they are the most "error-free" choices.

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I won't make a fool of myself, I will definitely do what I can."

The young monk took out two purple talismans from his sleeves, handed them to Chen Pingan, and introduced the purpose of the talismans: "One is used to immobilize the soul, and the other can stabilize the body. They can be used at the same time. Don't use both talismans unless it is absolutely necessary." , you must pay attention to the timing and do not act impulsively. Once these two talismans are used too early, the person's true body and soul will be rooted in the center of the flood like a pillar, just like a pure martial artist who is cast on the holding talisman and can only be defeated. If you fight back, you will know what will happen if you look at that nonsense. It is like hitting an egg with a stone. So it is best to use it to recuperate immediately after removing the stacked formation to stabilize the Taoist mind and physical body, so as to prevent the soul from dispersing outside the true body. It hurts the foundation of the road."

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

The entire wild world was sailing within that river, and the ceremonial and holy figures had changed from leaning against the "ferry" to pushing the stern of the boat with both hands.

The entire back of the Lisheng Dharma Image was consumed by the wild avenue into a dark void. This kind of loss of the avenue that is visible to the naked eye is so great that it is immeasurable. For any monk in the Ascension Realm or even the Fourteenth Realm, I am afraid that it will be involuntary. feel despair.

The two origami characters of the Quan made by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, and the golden round mirror made of the natal characters of the saints, ensure that the ferry must sail within the Lu River.

The true spirit of Talisman, who is the "maid" beside Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, is responsible for paving a new road at the end of Luhe River. She has built a Talisman Road millions of miles long in the void outside the sky.

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

Chen Ping'an's formation is just outside the top of the arc.

Like a large formation of heavily armored infantry resisting an elite cavalry formation.

After the "ferry" collided with it, it instantly tore open a hole in the bird's world in the cage, and then slowly embedded itself into the stacked formation.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound like a sharp blade slowly cutting through the glass.

Even outsiders like Wu Mingshi and Li Guan, who were admiring the scenery from afar, felt a little numb.

Anonymous quickly took a sip of wine to calm down his shock, shuddered, and tutted, "It hurts a little when you look at it, let alone the person carrying it."

Li Gu glanced at the young hidden official, who was as small as a mustard seed. He was sitting cross-legged on the "canopy" of the sword formation. For the time being, he couldn't see the slightest change in his expression. He was concentrating and holding his breath, as still as a mountain.

Anonymous smiled and said: "I don't even frown. He is young and he is indeed a man. It seems that Chen Yinguan, a martial artist at the end of the world, has a very solid physique. I don't know who taught him the boxing, but it is so impressive."

It is also possible to stand and talk without pain in the back, but the nameless person speaks more than what he listens to in a confused way.

Fu Lu Yuxuan and Chunyang Taoist, who were sitting in the sun and moon of the small world, began to mend the hole respectively to prevent the bow of the ship from squeezing through more barriers of the world too quickly.

There is a wild world and a stacked formation, like two flowing pills in the river. The former rolls away quickly, while the latter is stationary, and their sizes are very different. The place where the two come into contact is like millstones grinding against each other.

Zheng Juzhong nodded slightly. The tenacity of the stacked formation was a bit better than expected.

In fact, the Confucian Temple must have prepared for the worst, that is, their group was unable to stop the ferry outside the sky, and eventually the two worlds collided together.

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

The candidate to replace Chen Ping'an at that time is Xiping, a Jingsheng who is equivalent to a fourteenth realm monk in the Confucian Temple.

In the vast world, there is a Chinese Confucian Temple.

An old scholar stood at the top of the steps of a pavilion. He couldn't bear to look at the scene outside. He quickly looked away, turned to an old friend who looked like a Confucian scholar and said to him: "Brother Xiping, they all say dripping water." The kindness of the spring should be repaid by the spring, but the kindness of the spring cannot be repaid by the drop of water. It cannot be like this for thousands of times!"

Jingsheng Xiping said helplessly: "How to deal with this matter, the Confucian Temple has its own explanation."

If it's true, Chen Ping'an seems to have never found a place in the Confucian Temple.

The old scholar was not happy when he heard this and stamped his feet: "Only talking about things without caring about the heart, how can the streets be filled with saints when the world is in decline?! Not to mention you and me, we are all scholars!"

Jing Sheng Xiping became increasingly helpless, "You don't know what my situation is, so you can't help me not doing things professionally. You must follow the rules."

Due to his status, Jing Sheng Xiping really couldn't have any personal friendship with anyone. Even though he was in the Confucian Temple, he did not participate in the discussions.

In fact, the old scholar didn't want to learn anything about Xiping. He just wanted to be distracted and chatted a few words, so as not to look like a careless young man.

Walking into the pavilion, as soon as I sat down, I felt like my butt was on fire. I stood up again, but I just couldn't resist moving to the edge of the pavilion. I stretched my neck and looked outside.

Isn't it still like the ants circling on the hot pot?

The old scholar began to mutter and talk at random, like a drunken man talking drunkenly at the table.

After reading hundreds of thousands of sages' books, you can't just poop out a piece of shit.

The common people can still fertilize their fields by pooping and urinating, but the scholars with evil intentions can poop even if they are pooped in their mouths.

Occasionally, good things and hard work can make a hard-hearted person soften.

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

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

A stacked formation began to gradually collapse, and the broken flying swords fell like heavy rain between the sky and the earth.

The gold-filled peak where Yu Xuan was sitting has completely dissipated, and the Liuli Pavilion in Zheng Juzhong has also fallen apart and exploded, creating a gorgeous scene with brilliance.

A barbaric world turned the bow of the ship in an extremely subtle manner, slowly moving towards the trajectory laid out by the true spirit of the talisman.

The ceremonial saint stretched out a hand to offset part of the momentum of the stacked formation. The side of the face that was close to the wall of the "ferry" was mostly worn away by the wild world.

Chen Ping'an always closed his eyes and sat in the air, with one hand on his abdomen, palm facing up, and a fist on his knees with one hand. The bones of his body were shaking with gold and stone, and golden fire was flowing out.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, who is in charge of the operation of the grand formation, feels a little more relieved and constantly adjusts many details of the grand formation. He is no longer as constrained as before and can exert the power of this stacked formation to a greater extent.

Because the young hidden official made an unexpected move, his true body was like a mountain, although his soul was like thousands of flowers in the mountain burning together, turning into streams of fire and flowing down to the foot of the mountain. Fortunately, these streams that were acting separately, except for Deep pools and pools of water formed at the foot of the mountain, and then converged into a river surrounding the mountain. Later, a small number of streams with dry water beds showed the tendency of climbing the mountain, and actually began to flow upstream, returning to the major "qi palaces" in the mountain. "In the end, this fire-like human body formed a self-circulation that became stable and orderly.

The Seventy-two Hours Formation, one of the stacked formations, was also overwhelmed, and the seventy-two seals that served as the hub of the formation began to break apart.

Taoist Chunyang held up a big sun with one hand, pushed it hard, put his fingers together to make a sword gesture, and commanded the sword behind his back. A magic sword came out of its sheath with a clanging sound, but it turned into a twisted rope like holding the sun. , Lu Yan twisted his body and then raised his arms, dragging the rising sun to draw a huge arc and throwing it towards the huge gap where the bird in the cage was crushed by the ferry. With this magical power that combines swordsmanship with just the right amount of heat, I saw a brilliant sun rising fiercely into the sky. On the way, it evolved into a golden robe spread out. After that, a long sword rope seemed to be involved. Thousands of scorching suns, one after another, climbed up one after another until they reached the sky, turning into robes to block the signs of the widening gap in the wild world.

In order to cooperate with the "heavenly position" of this great sun, Yu Xuan controlled the bright moon in the Liangyi Formation to fall to the bottom.

Lu Yan turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan straightened his back slightly and said from his heart: "It doesn't matter."

Just the hands of Lu Yan and Yu Xuan were like pulling Chen Ping'an's heavenly soul and earthly soul into a long straight line, like a single tree, holding up the crumbling world of the bird in the cage.

Zheng Juzhong flicked his sleeves and condensed the shattered Liuli Pavilion into an unknown talisman that looked like a "seal" and stuck it on the door that opened in the sky.

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

Obviously, Zheng Juzhong is the ally who is most indifferent to whether Chen Ping'an is okay or not.

Li Xisheng put his fingers together, moved his steps and volleyed in the air, drawing a talisman on the ground that was like filling a gap in a trench. The blood groove on Chen Ping'an's forehead dissipated instantly.

Bai Jing seemed to have been secretly instructed by Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. Bai Jing hesitated for a moment and glanced at the mountain owner. The latter nodded slightly, then she stepped on the virtual phase of the leap moon in the stacked formation and raised a sword towards the top. , thousands of rainbow-like sword lights soared into the sky, just like countless electric lights connecting two seas of clouds. The sword lights scurryed like electric snakes between the heaven and the earth in the cage, and at the same time they disappeared hundreds of miles "above the sky" in the wild world. Create a thunder pool and slowly push the side of the bow towards the road created by Fu Ling.

Probably for some great monks in the wild world who look up to the sky, it is a fairyland where they want to ascend to the heavenly tribulation pond. The power of the sky is so great, but they are destined not to land.

Chen Ping'an twisted his wrist slightly, took out the two talismans from his sleeves, and blended them into the back of his left and right hands respectively.

This is?

It stands to reason that Chen Ping'an can at least hold on to the skill of burning half a stick of incense and as long as one stick of incense.

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

I saw the right hand holding a fist against the knee, gently releasing it, and holding the five fingers like a sword hilt.

The left hand, which is attached to the abdomen with the palm facing up, is turned over. It is also a virtual grip, but it is like holding the edge of a sword, and moves slowly from right to left.

A quintessential golden light bloomed between heaven and earth.

Not only were the more than 700,000 long swords in the cage shaking at the same time.

Even Taoist Chunyang's magical sword, which turned into a long rope that held the sun, was shaking to a certain extent, and trembled loudly when it met a fellow Taoist.

The electric snakes hanging between heaven and earth, transformed by Bai Jing's sword light, fell neatly to one side like mountain trees blown by the wind.

Half the Great Wall of Sword Qi, one sword in hand.

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

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

After a moment, a thin black line snaked towards them, and beneath the black line was a fiery red road.

Lu Chen, who was secretly hiding under the canopy of his home and watching the excitement, suddenly widened his eyes and fisted his hands, "It's better to come early than to come by chance. It's a feast for the eyes!"

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the nameless person immediately reached out and grabbed the shoulder of Li Gu next to him, and used all his strength to escape into a Taixu ravine that was not easy to detect.

Yu Xuan said in a deep voice: "It seems to be the ancient tango snake that wanders deep in Taixu."

Zheng Juzhong had a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Li Sheng and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

The Li Sheng nodded slightly, and although Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou looked puzzled, he still ordered the Fu Ling woman to return to her sleeves.

In the blink of an eye, this ancient snake showed its hugeness.

The entire wild world was as small as a bead. It opened its mouth and swallowed it into its belly. With a slight shake of its head, it knocked away the stacked formation. Its huge body crushed the new road that the Fuling had worked hard to pave. With a swish of its tail, it smashed the stacked formation. After spitting out the bead and hitting it with his head, the wild world was replaced by a brand new "green path" that seemed to be preset, and the snake's figure was submerged into the void and disappeared.

Just now, we could vaguely see the "Lu Fayan" standing on top of the head of the tan snake, with only a skin and no consciousness.

On the road where the snake walked, the thick traces burned by the fire remained for a long time.

Lu Yan shrank away from the mountains and rivers, walked to the roadside in one step, squatted down, and picked up some ashes with his fingers. This Taoist man with the Taoist name "Chun Yang" couldn't help sighing, and looked up into the distance, even the "Dao" Can they be burned?

Chen Ping'an was knocked backward and fell to the ground, rolling all the way. The long sword in his left hand that was about to take shape gradually dissipated. Finally, he put his right hand on the ground and vomited blood.

Li Xisheng sighed. Today only temporarily solved the urgent need. From now on, every ten years, the two worlds that are pulling each other will collide.

If that ancient snake hadn't come to disrupt the situation, Li Sheng might have been able to accomplish his task in one battle. Of course, he might also have suffered heavy casualties in the world. Just because there were too many unknown variables, any inference would be meaningless.

Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou returned the formation to Chen Pingan.

The stacked formation turned into two flying swords, the bird in the cage and the moon in the well, and they instantly sank into the center of Chen Ping'an's eyebrows.

The ceremonial saint looked as usual, bowed to everyone and thanked everyone, "Thank you for your hard work."

After all, it was an extra ten years.

Except Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou who remained motionless, the other monks each returned the courtesy.

And when Chen Ping'an wanted to stand up, Li Sheng stretched out his hand and pressed it softly, and said with a smile: "Take good care of your injuries."

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

Chen Pingan reached out to wipe the blood from his face. Fortunately, he didn't fall into trouble again.

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

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Zheng Juzhong felt a little regretful.

If Chen Ping'an resolutely slashes at the wilderness with his sword, Zheng Juzhong will definitely be the first to follow, adding fuel to the fire.

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

Li Xisheng will be forced to protect Chen Ping'an, and Chunyang Lu Yan will also use his sword to stop Bai Ze or Manhuang Diiali...

When Yu Xuan saw the two sides of the "confrontation" who had no answer to one question, he couldn't help but sigh that it was great to be young.

The Li Sheng smiled and patted the young monk's arm and said, "If you put yourself in his shoes, I wouldn't be unfavorable to anyone."

In a gap in the universe that was like a whirlpool in the long river of time, Li Guan, who was famous for his facial paralysis, could not help laughing.

It turned out that the nameless man was burnt to ashes by an inexplicable fire path. The short man, unable to escape, shook his head, and bunches of burnt hair fell down.

Li Guo suppressed his laughter, raised his chin, and asked curiously: "Who have you provoked before?"

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

Anonymous said depressedly: "How is it possible? I have only seen him from a distance a few times. I have no time to hide. How can I dare to take the initiative to provoke him?"

In the later years of ancient times, and before the battle to ascend to heaven, except for a few of the top ten tycoons in the world, who would dare to challenge the supreme gods of heaven.

Li Sheng was the first to say goodbye and leave, as if to chase the ancient tango snake controlled by the puppet "Lu Fayan".

Li Xisheng looked at the Lord of Baidi City who was very relaxed from beginning to end, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, why don't you choose a different day and play a game of chess?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "It is 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, they will not win in the end.

Li Xisheng nodded and said, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

The real person is mysterious and omnipotent, and there is no trace of it in our generation.

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

Yu Xuan glanced at Zheng Juzhong from the corner of his eye. The old man twisted his beard and said nothing. That's strange. How could you two have a personal grudge?

Yu Xuan only had one attitude towards Zheng Juzhong, which was to keep a respectful distance.

Forget being friends, let alone enemies.

Then Li Xisheng went with Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou and traveled together along the green road where the great demon first ascended.

Yu Xuanze invited Taoist friend Chunyang to drink with him at Hedao.

Because Yu Xuan was busy in the Tianwai Galaxy before, Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou rarely showed up proactively.

So Yu Xuan knew a brand-new "anecdote". After thousands of years, he will take it out to bask in the sun, and it will be the kind of old allusion that people talk about.

Previously, the five sword cultivators of the Great Sword Qi Wall held the Three Mountain Talisman and crossed mountains and rivers in the wild world.

Because after Chen Ping'an and the others burned incense to "respect", not long after, green smoke curled up again in front of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

In the second group of people, the number of people offering incense was not that large. There were only nine people, but the incense was still very prosperous and the atmosphere was great.

Cao Ci. Yuan Yu. Two direct disciples of Zheng Juzhong from Baidi City opened the door and closed it, Fu Xi and Gu Can. Chunqing, a girl from the Tianqing Sacred Mountain in Zhuhai Cave, a Taoist priest from Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, a monk from Poshan Temple in Zhongtu, and Xu Bai, who was born in the ancestral line of a military dynasty. In short, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and military strategists, all three religions are present.

In such a short period of time, two groups of people holding three mountain talismans crossed the mountains and rivers to offer incense and return the gift. Moreover, they were all young, not ordinary young, and each of them had great achievements worthy of expectations and high hopes.

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

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

If we talk about the past, all the great years are all in the Huangli calendar after all. In the future, there are infinite possibilities.

Just like a book, there are always plot twists that surprise the reader.

As for the content that is already familiar to the heart, no matter how amazing the people and things are, the most you can do is to go back and read it a few more times, but the memories and remembrances can easily make people in the book feel sad.

Some things can be said or not.

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

Just because on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou, Chen Ping'an's founding disciple "Zheng Qian", that young girl who acted vigorously and resolutely and treated others with sincerity, made a great impression on the old man, and by the way, he had a great impression on the young hidden official who had never been masked before. , the impression is good, what kind of master brings out what kind of disciple, either the top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked, or the talent is better than the skill.

So Yu Xuancai said with a very meaningful smile that the two offerings of incense must be attributed to fellow Taoist Chen Xiao.

At that time, the young monk hesitated slightly and nodded. He reluctantly agreed with Yu Xuan's statement.

It wasn't that Mr. Sanshanjiuhou thought too highly of himself and was stingy with nice words, but because Yu Xuan had said a meaningful word to him before.

Therefore, his nod was equivalent to being forced to give an answer.

It turns out that Yu Xuan had asked about something before this, whether Zhilan was in power and had to be eliminated?

After that, Chen Ping'an borrowed mountains and rivers from the princes to make up for the land gap in Tongye Continent, as if "I am the host." Why was there only a small bump in the road, but the overall situation was still smooth, because somehow, With Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou’s nod in the outer galaxy, Chen Ping’an is equivalent to having a legitimate decree. It is like a local official who is a feudal official. After receiving an official document issued by the imperial court, things will go as planned. . Of course, if Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou doesn't nod, Chen Pingan can still mend the gap, but the final effect will not be that good.

This kind of opportunity to enjoy the scenery outside the world is really rare, so Chen Ping'an took Xiaomo and Bai Jing to slowly return to Haoran with the wind.

And Chen Ping'an, who had only one piece of mind left that had not been taken back, saw a scene after traveling against the flow of time with the sword holder for thousands of years.

Chen Ping'an was left in a daze for a long time.

The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge together.

On a mountaintop, it was dark, sitting around a bonfire.

In addition to the top ten heroes in the world and the four candidates, there are many other figures.

When they sit here, it's like the whole world once sat here, looking high and far away from the top of the mountain.