Holding Xuanyuan Sword in his arms, Haoran walked across the snowy plain and stopped in front of the little girl.
"Xi Mei." Hao Ran called out.
Hu Ximei was dressed in a white robe, holding a snow-white fox in her arms, which was the same color as the heavy snow, and said with a smile, "Why don't you say you want to leave?"
Haoran smiled and said: "Parting is sad, don't take too long." He stretched out his hand again, teasing the little fox that Ximei was holding. The Nine-Tailed Fox suddenly turned his head and bit Haoran's finger hard, causing him to bleed.
"Hey!" Hao Ran said angrily, "Such a big temper! I provoked you!"
There was a hint of sadness in the cheerful smile: "My sister has to practice for thousands of years to be able to speak. I don't know how to live this day."
Haoran took out the purple bead that Tongtian stuffed in his hand, and said, "There is vitality in this thing..."
"Ah!" Ximei exclaimed, "This is her inner alchemy!"
Before Haoran finished speaking, the fox demon grabbed the inner alchemy in one gulp and swallowed it with his neck up.
Only then did Haoran ask, "Is it useful?"
Linghu turned his head away, showing a look of disdain, and then buried his head in Ximei's arms.
Xi Mei suddenly stretched out her finger, flicked Xuanyuan Sword, made a clear sound, and asked curiously: "This is Brother Dawang?"
Haoran smiled and said, "Well, I'm going to take him home. Do you want to hug him?"
Xi Mei hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No, you have to treat Big Brother Wang well."
Hao Ran smiled and said: "I will." Xuan stretched out his hand and pinched Xi Mei's cheeks, and then said seriously: "Daji, I robbed you of your man, and I returned your inner alchemy for a thousand years, and everyone is evened out. Find someone... um ... find a man who treats you well."
"What about me?!" Xi Mei said unfairly.
"It's the same for you!" Hao Ran laughed loudly, turned around and walked into the heavy snow. There was a soft "chirp" from Linghu behind him, as if saying goodbye to him.
Holding Xuanyuan Sword in his arms, Haoran strolled through the mountain stream filled with snowflakes. The red cloud in the distance rolled in the wind, and he stopped again.
Nezha turned around, stretched out a hand, shook hands with Haoran, and said, "Brother."
Haoran took his hand, jumped up to the high place of the rock, and said with a smile, "Where is Tianxiang?"
Nezha replied: "To deal with the funeral, his father is dead, and his brother is also dead."
Thinking of the dead Tianhua, Haoran felt sad and said, "Only you are left to take care of him."
"Yeah." Nezha nodded, two lines of tears streaming down his face.
Haoran stretched out his hand to wipe it away for him, and said with a smile: "You will cry too, is it because the pearl in your heart is split in two, and the other half is in Tianxiang's heart?"
Nezha didn't answer, the tears in his eyes grew more and more, he raised his hand to wipe away the tears, and said, "Take care."
Haoran smiled and said: "Take care, Nezha." Wiping away his tears, he turned his head and walked outside Lishan.
The place where the two islands of Kunlun and Jin’ao crashed has become ruins, and there is no grass growing on the thousands of miles of plains. However, on this day, there is a misty purple mist hanging over the ruins. Haoran walked into the fog, only felt the mighty air of heaven and earth, and his whole body was comfortable, and the fog barrier carried a refreshing fragrance.
The purple mist dissipated suddenly, and Haoran found himself in front of an extremely majestic hall.
Carved railings are built with jade, purple air comes from the east, you can have a panoramic view of the world, auspicious clouds are everywhere, and fairy sounds are lingering. At the entrance of the main hall, there are two giant pillars standing up to the sky, and countless mythical reliefs are engraved on them.
"Apprentice!" Master Tongtian, who was lazily sitting on the railing of Yuqiao, waved to him with a smile. Who is the tall man next to Tongtian, if not Wen Zhong
Haoran hurried forward and kowtowed respectfully to Tongtian. Tongtian put one hand on Wen Zhong's shoulder, obviously very satisfied, and said: "Get up."
"Kowtow, just set up this broken rule." Wen Zhong mocked, and stretched out his hand to pull Haoran up.
Tong Tian sternly said: "Don't let your junior brother get hurt. I am stubborn and my disciples are like you, so the master should hit the wall..."
"Stop!" Haoran and Wen Zhong said at the same time. Haoran laughed again.
Wen Zhong reached out to take the Xuanyuan Sword from Haoran's arms, rubbed it carefully with his thumb, the cracks on the sword were faintly visible, and said, "This is the Xuanyuan Sword?"
Haoran answered, turned around and asked, "Where is this place?" Suddenly, he found that the Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun were standing at the same place, as if they were waiting for something. Sanqing are all outside this palace, what are they waiting for
He also saw that the dwarf next to Taishang Laojun was Shen Gongbao, but the two masters and apprentices did not talk, Shen Gongbao just stood quietly, and Laojun closed his eyes again, floating in mid-air, sleeping all the time, Shen Gongbao noticed the awe-inspiring gaze, and returned it. Sneaky smile.
Wen Zhong looked at Xuanyuan Sword for a while, and said: "Let's fix it, so as not to..."
Tong Tian jokingly said: "This is your apprentice, why don't you do it yourself as a master, what do you want me to do?"
Wen Zhong laughed and said, "It turns out that Master is beyond his power."
Tong Tian slapped his sleeves, jumped off the railing, and put on the coat hanging around his waist, he seemed to be a different person, and said seriously: "Hao Ran, go with the sword in your hand, I beg your two senior uncles to do me a favor. "
Haoran was still ignorant, Wen Zhong had already stuffed the sword into his arms, pushed it lightly, and said, "Go."
Haoran looked at the Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun, the former was sleeping; the latter was quite majestic, staring at the sea of clouds, not knowing what he was thinking, thinking back and forth, a little afraid of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he circled behind him, looking for Taishang Laojun forget it.
Unexpectedly, Yuanshi Tianzun said first: "Zhong'er."
Haoran was called by this, so he had no choice but to walk over bravely, and when he arrived in front of Yuanshi Tianzun, he was about to kowtow, but Tianzun stopped him with a flick of his sleeve.
Said: "Zhong'er, everything in the past is just floating clouds. I have failed you by explaining my teachings, but now that the five artifacts are complete, it is worthwhile for you to come here for a while, and that's all."
How could Haoran dare to hold grudges against him, he hurriedly said: "It's because of Haoran's weak will, Tianzun..."
Tianzun nodded and said: "I can't blame you for this. It was my three senior brothers who gave me the Xuanyuan Sword without discussing it carefully."
Haoran handed over the golden sword, and Yuanshi Tianzun only stretched out his two middle fingers, stroked lightly on the edge of the sword, and blood flowed out. The blood beads slowly flowed to the half-cracked fracture like a living thing, and disappeared. go in.
Haoran thanked Yuanshi Tianzun, turned around and walked towards Taishang Laojun.
"Laojun..." Haoran wanted to reach out his hand to shake it, but he didn't dare, calling several times, only to see Taishang Laojun still sinking in his dream.
"Laojun!" The corner of Haoran's mouth twitched slightly, and when he looked at Shen Gongbao again, he gloated at him.
Haoran had no choice but to bow to Shen Gongbao in a low voice, and said: "I beg my brother to help me call my uncle... to get up."
The ancient artifact bowed to himself, but Shen Gongbao picked a big deal, and immediately laughed and said: "There is such a long!
"Ouch!" Taishang Laojun woke up immediately, Haoran was startled, and ran away in a hurry.
When he returned to Tongtian, Tongtian was solemn and dignified, with the air of being a teacher, and said solemnly: "Hand it over."
Master Tongtian held the Xuanyuan sword horizontally, stretched out his finger and swiped it away. The blood of the Sanqing pooled in one place and slowly melted away. The leader said: "The Hunyuan Qi is mighty, guided by the blood of the Sanqing, gathering the chaos and righteousness into one body, offering sacrifices to the spirit of Pangu, and the five spirits revolving. Heaven and earth are furnaces, good fortune is work, yin and yang are charcoal, and everything is copper."
The tiny crack on Xuanyuan Sword healed slowly, and then disappeared shapelessly, and the golden light returned to the sword body.
Tongtian handed Xuanyuan Sword back to Haoran, blinked mysteriously, and said: "Don't use this sword indiscriminately in the future, and break it after you go back, but no one will repair it for you."
Haoran was overjoyed, and took the sword way: "I will definitely not use it indiscriminately... how can I use it indiscriminately?"
Tong Tian sternly said: "For example, use the body of the sword to support the ground, and turn the hilt upside down. The hilt is long and..."
Wen Zhong blushed and said angrily, "Shut up! You're not serious!"
Fang Haoran understood it, and laughed so hard that he fell down, but he heard Jiang Ziya's voice behind him, and said repeatedly: "Your disciple is late, master forgive me."
When he turned his head again, Yuanshi Tianzun said: "Forget it, the war will be settled, and the country will be established. There are many things, so I can't blame you."
"Now that it's all set, let's go." Taishang Laojun finally landed, his nightgown rolled up, and he resumed his Taoist robe appearance. He smiled and said: "Third Junior Brother has taken in two apprentices, so he has an advantage over us."
Master Tongtian coughed, and replied: "At the beginning, Zhong'er entered Tushita Palace first, then Yuxu Palace, and finally came to Biyou Palace. If you two don't take advantage of this, you can't blame me."
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled and said: "It's a chance, don't force it, congratulations."
Sanqing put on a full robe, stepped on the jade bridge, and walked towards the majestic palace.
Haoran still didn't know why he came here. When he saw Shen Gongbao, Wen Zhong and Jiang Ziya, each of them followed his teacher, he followed the leader of Tongtian.
All the way to the palace, the mixed energy of heaven and earth is even more powerful, Haoran only feels the comfort of body and mind that he has never had before. After entering the palace, he saw a lotus platform inside the palace. man. The man wears a wide robe with long sleeves, and a purple cloud robe with a golden glow belt, but his face is extremely hazy, surrounded by a layer of mist, making it hard to see clearly.
There are seven dark red futons lined up under the lotus platform.
Laojun, Yuanshi, Tongtian Sanqing respectfully knelt down, Wen Zhong stretched his arms, and the four disciples also knelt and prostrated themselves on the ground. Laojun said loudly, "Kowtow to Master."
Haoran finally understood that this place must be Zixiao Palace. But where is Hongjun's ancestor
After Sanqing knelt down, she walked forward and each got a futon to sit on. The remaining four futons, Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya's teachers are the most important, sit down first, and leave two futons for Wen Zhong and Haoran.
Wen Zhong signaled Haoran first, and Haoran felt his love and care, so he only chose the seventh futon to sit on. Wen Zhong smiled and sat down without saying a word.
The seven people sat down, and in Zixiao Palace, the seven holy seats for Hongjun to preach were just right. It can be seen that God's will is so, and there must be a definite number in the dark.
The powerful voice of the mural is exactly the language of Hongjun's patriarch. However, Haoran only knew that the patriarch was preaching morality, but he couldn't hear clearly anyway, so he pricked up his ears to listen hard, but He Hongjun's preaching was like a bible, blank, and he was confused.
This is the way of heaven? Sure enough, it is something that only Shangxian saints can understand. Haoran hugged Xuanyuan Sword tightly in his arms, hearing it, he was annoyed, like a fly dangling in front of him, he couldn't catch it no matter what...
Haoran turned his head to look at the listeners, except himself, everyone raised their heads and listened intently, lest they miss a few words from the Patriarch Hongjun, Sanqing seemed to understand.
Of course, it's just an appearance, at least he can tell from the slightly upturned corners of the mouth of Master Tongtian that Master is distracted.
Looking at the Supreme Lord again, the eyes of the Old Lord are always full of confusion, unable to judge. When he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, Tianzun had a poker face... Haoran cast his eyes on Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao, and seeing Ziya's back was wet, he knew he couldn't understand. Shen Gongbao seemed to understand.
His gaze shifted to Wen Zhong's face, seeing the senior brother frowning slightly, with blue veins looming on his forehead, Hao Ran secretly smiled in his heart, fortunately, Wen Zhong didn't understand, so he was not ashamed.
After listening for a while, Haoran has given up the fantasy of understanding the heavenly scriptures. Hongjun’s voice is like a lullaby, making him drowsy. He lowers his head, his thoughts are like sheep in Tushita Palace, bleating and scatter into the distance , the Xuanyuan Sword held in his arms became heavier and heavier, dragging him forward.
He hit the street.
However, the moment he jumped down, the ground of Zixiao Palace seemed to disappear in an instant, turning into a bottomless abyss. Xuanyuan Sword dragged him down into the whirlpool, passing through thousands of years.
When Haoran woke up suddenly, he found that he was hugging the body of a naked man and fell hard on the stone booth!
"what!"
"Hey..." Yin Mhoude groaned in pain: "Gu's ribs were almost broken... why are you so heavy..."
"..."
Shocked, sad and happy, Haoran burst into tears with a "wow", hugging Yin Munde tightly.
Yin Shoude fell half to death first, only felt severe pain in his ribs, and being hugged again, his eyes turned white immediately, and he almost passed out.
"I'm dreaming?! I must be dreaming!"
Yin Shoude said in pain: "It's not a dream! Get up!"
"I..." Haoran whimpered, "How could you..."
"What is so heavy on you!" Yin Shoude said angrily.
Haoranfang found the heavy demon refining pot in his arms, tried his best to get it out, turned the bottom of the pot and shook it, and a pile of gold bars fell down in a splash.
"Gu knows that your apprentice is uneasy and kind, and stuffing so many heavy objects almost beats Gu back to his original form again!"
—Volume 5: Xuanyuan Sword: The End (Upper Part: End of the Bell, Sword, Axe, Pot, and Tower)—