"… "
The white clouds are floating slowly, and the old Taoist in front of him seems to be flying away with the wind.
The moment she saw the other person, Jianchou was a little stunned; the moment she heard these words, she felt an indescribable irony: it was not because of the other person's identity as the chief of Kunwu, nor because of the other person's reputation throughout the 19 continents, but only because he was the one who accepted Xie Buchen as his disciple.
So, there was a moment of silence.
Jianchou looked at Zhenren Hengxu with openness and fearlessness.
There was a hint of respect on her lips, similar to the respect of a younger generation to an elder. When she bowed, there was no flaw at all. She was on the Tiantai and bowed deeply to Master Hengxu.
"Master, you are too kind. I have not yet severed my worldly ties and my character is not good. This test was just a fluke. I hope I can do my best in the next test and not lose the reputation of Yashan."
These words sound vaguely familiar.
—The worldly ties have been severed, and the heart is excellent. When he seeks immortals and asks for the way, he will definitely have a seat with you, the great and powerful.
Suddenly, a sentence echoed in my mind.
Master Hengxu raised his eyes to look at Jianchou, his face was calm and had a little smile on it. He nodded and said, "It is rare to be vindicated without being arrogant. Little friend Jianchou, there is no need to belittle yourself."
As he spoke, Master Hengxu looked towards a position slightly below.
"The second test is over, and there are six remaining. You have passed many dangerous tests and have extracted the dragon tendons. You can all use the dragon tendons to enter the third test."
There were six people on the terrace, including Jianchou, which was probably a rare large gathering in all the previous meetings.
Jianchou is the first, and the forty-four towers connected to the sky are firmly in first place.
Xiahou She was the second, and he took over a total of twenty-four Tiantai towers.
Among the remaining four, Ruhua Gongzi Jie Tiantai Sixteen, Xiao Jin Thirteen, Jiang Wenchao Eleven, Zuo Liu Ten, although they don't look like many, but they are also the ones who have the dragon tendons and can enter the third test. In any case, they are the best among the new generation of Zuo Sanqian in the Central Region.
As soon as Master Hengxu opened his mouth, everyone's attention was drawn to him.
"Everyone has gained something from this Konghai dragon hunt. Once the Konghai Dao Seal leaves Konghai, it can no longer be used. However, it will leave a 'Seal Seed' in each of your bodies, which can be regarded as a method of cultivation. After a short meeting, if you practice diligently and comprehend with your heart, you may be able to restore the power of this seal."
There is actually an “Indian species”
The few people standing on the rooftop couldn't help but reveal surprised expressions.
The Dao seals they used in the sky were quite powerful.
Jianchou had never thought that this seal could still be used by Konghai, but he did not expect that Zhenren Hengxu would say such a thing.
Printing...
She pondered, then immediately calmed down and looked inward.
The consciousness sank into the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows and arrived at the spiritual platform almost instantly.
Three faint spiritual lights floated above the spiritual platform, swaying slightly under the influence of Jianchou's thoughts.
Three!
Yujima, water escape, deep sea binding!
In addition to the Dao Seal that Jianchou had at the beginning, the two Dao Seals he later took after defeating Tang Buye also left behind "Dao Seeds"!
This was truly an unexpected gain, and it made everyone happy.
Zhenren Hengxu saw all of this and said, "At the moment, Elder Fudao of Yashan is busy with worldly affairs, so we are not free. So you can take this opportunity to rest for a while. You can listen to the bell as usual and do as you please."
"Thank you, Master Hengxu..."
Many people below couldn't help but reveal a somewhat strange expression when they heard the words "worldly affairs at hand", but in front of Heng Xu, naturally everyone thanked him in unison.
Jianchou didn't think that Fudaoshan had anything to do with any "mundane affairs".
She frowned, but didn't know what happened in the middle.
Standing on the Cloud Sea Square, Master Hengxu said nothing more. He just lowered his voice and said to Jianchou with a smile, "Don't worry about your master. I'm afraid he will show up soon."
"yes."
Just as Jianchou was beginning to feel doubtful, he heard Zhenren Hengxu speak. He suddenly felt as if he had been seen through, so he did not say much and just responded.
Zhenren Hengxu nodded calmly, turned around in the Yunhai Square, and without saying another word, went towards the Hall of the Heavens.
As soon as the Kunwu abbot left, the entire Kunwu main peak, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became noisy, with everyone talking about the battle in the sky and sea.
Things like "Two of the people this year are from independent backgrounds", "What is the origin of the seal of Master Yashan", "With that seal in hand, there is no doubt that he will win the stage", and so on.
To sum it up, it was simply because Jianchou was too strong, and everyone thought she would definitely win the next test.
After all, she possesses the Emperor Jiang Wind and Thunder Wings.
The weak Tang Buye cannot be defeated by just anyone.
What's more, Dijiang Fengleiyi's counterattack was "two machines".
I think, in everyone's mind, the outcome of this meeting has already been decided.
But for Jianchou, everything is still full of variables.
She looked around again, but didn't see anyone from Baiyue Valley, and there was no trace of Lu Xiangleng at all, so she couldn't help but frown.
At this moment, on the edge of Yunhai Square, there were also the leaders and elders of various major sects. It seemed that their position for watching the battle had also moved from below to above.
Zhou Chengjiang happened to be there too.
He stood in front of two older Longmen elders and seemed to be saying something.
The two elders gave a few instructions and then looked in the direction of the Hall of All Heavens. Zhou Chengjiang seemed to understand and nodded, then watched the two men leave Yunhai Square.
Jianchou saw this scene from afar, thought for a moment, then flew directly into the air and came in front of Zhou Chengjiang, and greeted him with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Zhou."
This sound...
Zhou Chengjiang knew who was coming as soon as he heard it. When he turned around and saw Chou, his face was full of bitter smile.
"Alas, if I am not mistaken, you must be here to ask about the follow-up of the Dragon Scale Seal."
"And Fellow Daoist Xiang Leng."
There are a lot of things to ask.
Seeing that Zhou Chengjiang was close by, she knew that he was in the fifth grade and those who knew about it should also be reading it, so she came over to ask.
Hearing that Zhou Chengjiang had already guessed half of her purpose, Jianchou simply made up the other half.
only…
The moment the words "Daoyou Xiang Leng" came out, Zhou Chengjiang frowned silently: "Daoyou Lu from Baiyue Valley, I'm afraid it's not very good..."
Jianchou was stunned for a moment.
***
At the end of the Sea of Clouds Square, the magnificent Hall of the Heavens floats at the height closest to the sky.
The brilliant light falls on it, covering it with a dazzling glow.
Zhenren Hengxu walked up the stairs step by step, passed through a thin layer of light blue light curtain, and then he heard the quarreling sounds inside.
"Give me back Dragon Gate!"
"Don't be ridiculous. There were so many Dragon Gates during the heyday of the Dragon Clan. Can they all belong to you?"
"You mean this dragon gate doesn't come from my dragon gate?"
"Nonsense, if it's really from your Dragon Gate, would I dare to use it? This is clearly a little gadget that my disciple Qu Ersha gave to me as a gift. But I borrowed the skills you left in the underwater lake of Little Dragon Gate to 'brighten' it, so it can be used..."
"Respect? A little thing?!"
…
Longmen elder Pang Dian was about to explode when he heard the shameless and scoundrel Fudao Shanren's words. His old face had turned the color of liver, and he was about to roll up his sleeves to fight with Fudao Shanren a few more times.
"Elder Pang."
A voice that was indifferent but contained a sense of oppression suddenly sounded from behind.
Pang Dian, who was about to attack, immediately stopped when he heard the voice. He turned around and saw that it was Master Hengxu, so he called out, "Master."
Before, in Yunhai Square, he and Fudaoshanren had to exchange two moves.
Seeing these two well-known figures in the Central Region quarreling with each other, Master Hengxu was afraid that their reputations would be damaged, so he invited them to the Great Hall of the Heavens to talk in a proper manner, and also set up a barrier to prevent others from investigating.
I never thought that after I came back, the dispute had not ended, but instead it seemed to have gotten worse.
Zhenren Hengxu walked forward and saw Pang Dian looking very angry. On the contrary, Fudaoshanren, who seemed to be the "culprit", was sitting there with his legs crossed, looking very calm.
He sighed inwardly, and spoke in a calm tone, "I have always known Brother Fudao's style, so I would not lie about this matter. It's just... the idea of filial piety is a bit interesting."
Everyone knows that Longmen has preserved the "Longmen" left over from ancient times to ensure its inheritance to future generations of disciples.
The existence of Longmen must be a secret. How could Qu Zhengfeng, a disciple of Yashan, have a "Longmen" to present to Fudaoshan
Fudaoshanren may not be lying, but the origin of this Longmen is quite surprising.
Fudao Shanren was sitting with his legs crossed, and when he heard Hengxu's words, he just snorted.
"It's rare for those two idiots like Qu Zhengfeng to show their filial piety. Look how nervous you all are. You can rest assured in Longmen. I, Yashan, don't need to use this thing to plot anything. What's more, this gate is in ruins, and the world inside the gate is weird. I have explored it before I dared to throw it into Konghai as a little surprise in this game."
surprise
Are you sure it's not a shock
Such a terrifying force appeared in a small meeting. How many people who were watching the fight were frightened out of their wits
Pang Dian was no longer able to refute Fu Dao Shanren: This old bastard is really good at talking nonsense.
Fortunately, after checking the Dragon Gate, it was found that there were dozens of large and small Dragon Gates in the gate, and none of them were missing. It was estimated that the origin of the Dragon Gate of Fudaoshanren was indeed unrelated to his sect.
Since there is this Nine Dragon Gate, Jianchou's Dragon Scale Seal can be easily explained.
Pang Dian sighed in his heart, and then remembered that Zhou Chengjiang took the initiative to take the blame for Jianchou and got the "Human-Device" body refining method in exchange, and he didn't feel angry for a moment.
He simply threw his sleeves and said, "Okay, after all these years of friendship, I won't bother with you. Anyway, Cheng Jiang is unlucky, so he has no chance of a one-man stage this year..."
"Hehe, this boy from your sect is also extremely talented..."
Fudao Shanren wanted to say a few polite words, but before he could finish his words, a ball of light suddenly exploded in the sky outside the Hall of All Heavens, illuminating the entire hall.
The words that were not spoken were stuck in an instant.
As if he had been bitten, Fudaoshanren stood up suddenly and looked outside in shock.
"Ask your conscience?!"
In Yunhai Square, Zhou Chengjiang was still talking slowly to Jianchou: "... People from Baiyue Valley came and took Fairy Lu away. I heard that the giant python that appeared next to Fairy Lu was an evil creature..."
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly covered the western sky.
Jianchou looked up and saw a dark purple cloud in the west, which gradually expanded and stretched for hundreds of miles.
The clouds were thick, lightning was faintly visible, and from time to time there were heart-shaking roars.
That direction...
She was secretly shocked. If she remembered correctly, her fellow apprentices said some time ago that Qu Zhengfeng had returned to Yashan for retreat, preparing for his Nascent Soul breakthrough!
Suddenly, there was a little mysterious change between heaven and earth.
Above Kunwu, the crowd who had not yet had time to leave immediately became excited.
"It's the direction of Yashan!"
“Is anyone breaking through?”
"Is it a question of conscience?"
"What a huge calamity cloud..."
…
On the West Sea, at the end of Jiutou River, there is Wangjiang Tower.
The river flowed horizontally, and the waves reached the top of the tall buildings.
The room was covered with a carpet embroidered with gold thread, and on the table were thousands of cups of fine wine. A precious sword was placed across the table. The enchanting beauty took the cup of wine and moved towards the man in gorgeous clothes on the couch as usual.
"My Lord..."
The soft and sticky sound makes one's bones feel crispy.
He has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and carries an awe-inspiring air of nobility.
The man was wearing a gorgeous outfit similar to a dragon robe, leaning on the couch, seemingly drunk. Seeing another glass of fine wine being poured, he could not help but smile, drank it from the wrist of the beauty, and sighed, "Good wine!"
"Would you like to have two more drinks?"
This is a thousand-year-old nectar that is difficult for ordinary cultivators to obtain and is extremely precious.
But, in the eyes of Lord Sword, what does it mean
Xue Wujiu, the Purple-robed Swordsman of Wangjiang Tower, has always loved to be accompanied by fine wine and delicious food, as well as famous swords and beautiful women...
The beauty thought about it, picked up the wine jug, poured another glass, and was about to serve the man obediently.
Unexpectedly, the moment she brought the second lamp, the purple-robed swordsman who had been lazily leaning on the couch suddenly opened his squinting eyes and looked towards the west, towards Yashan, with a bit of surprise.
A streak of light flashed across the sword on the table.
After so many years, the "East and West Swords" who were once equally famous, his "West Sword" has become the Purple Robe Sword Marquis, while the East Sword Qu Zhengfeng is still stagnant at the Nascent Soul stage of cultivation, and has not made any progress for many years.
"Have you finally come to your senses..."
With a sigh and a laugh, he picked up the sword on the table and disappeared on the tall building.
The calamity cloud, which had not appeared in the Nineteen Continents for a long time, attracted the attention of almost all the powerful monks in the Nineteen Continents.
Leaving the body is a hurdle, but once you can overcome it, you have entered a whole new realm.
This realm is like a barrier that separates the ordinary from the extraordinary. No matter how powerful one was before, if one cannot cross this hurdle, all his power will be in vain.
Wangjiang Tower, Wanghai Tower, Tongling Pavilion, Yinyang Sect of the Northern Region, Zen Sect of the Western Sea, and Esoteric Sect of the Snow Region...
One after another, powerful spiritual consciousness crossed the barrier of endless space and arrived at the edge of the cliff mountain.
This is the exact center of the calamity cloud.
Endless calamity clouds rolled up, as if a piece of ocean was thrown onto the sky of Yashan.
Whether they are practicing, chatting, or walking in the mountains and forests...
In Yashan, whether they were ordinary people or disciples and elders of Yashan, all raised their heads and looked at the sky above their heads.
In front of the Deacon Hall.
The two elders, Bi Yan and Xihe, one serious and rigid, the other humorous and steady, were both surprised and worried at this moment, looking at the top of the scabbard.
There, a figure stood in the blowing wind, without moving for a long time.
All the dust on the ground was blown away by the strong wind, leaving only larger pieces of sand and gravel.
The rough ground was covered with traces of swords and knives, as if they were left by someone who had been fighting at the highest point of the cliff.
The steep platform looked like it had been cut flat by a sword.
The tall giant sword of Yashan stood at the end of Qu Zhengfeng's sight, as if it had never woken up.
He looked at the sword, and it seemed that he could not hear the whistling wind in his ears, nor the crackling thunder and lightning above his head, nor the shouting question that came to his mind...
I ask you, monk, where is your heart heading
Four days have passed, and although Kunwu Xie Buchen has not returned yet, I'm afraid he won't be far away.
Unfortunately...
No matter how fast they are, they can't be faster than his breakthrough speed.
Being trapped in the same realm for more than three hundred years is a rare thing in the Nineteen Continents, especially for a genius like Qu Zhengfeng.
After a long period of time, he almost understood everything in this realm.
It can be said that he is the only nightmare of the entire realm, an existence that is difficult for all cultivators of the same realm to reach. There are even cultivators who have just entered the Nascent Soul stage, and Qu Zhengfeng is the number one in the Nascent Soul stage. After this cultivator breaks through the Nascent Soul stage and reaches the Out-of-Body stage, Qu Zhengfeng is still the number one in the Nascent Soul stage...
The names of other people on the Nine Heavens Monument have changed one after another, but Qu Zhengfeng's name has remained the same for three hundred years, unmoved by wind and rain.
Now is the time.
Qu Zhengfeng did not look at the calamity clouds that could erupt above his head at any time, nor did he pay attention to this calamity that was about to happen.
There is no need to ask about his heart.
The calamity clouds covered an area of hundreds of miles, even the faraway White Moon Valley was covered.
Qu Zhengfeng walked forward, walking on the top of the scabbard, as if he was walking through the years he had spent in Yashan.
The past is like a flash of sand, flowing away from the memory.
He came to the giant sword of Yashan, reached out his hand and touched its stone surface, feeling the roughness carved by time and the loneliness of not being unsheathed for six hundred years.
"You have been drinking my wine for six hundred years. Now I am leaving. Are you willing to come with me?"
"… "
The cold sword body was like a stubborn stone standing on top of its scabbard, silent and unresponsive.
But Qu Zhengfeng didn't wait either.
It seemed as if he was just talking to himself, and it seemed as if he didn't care about the answer from the Yashan Giant Sword at all.
As he raised his hand, his figure flew up, and his wide black robe woven with gold flashed a blazing light under the gloomy sky. He finally stretched out his hand and slapped it down!
“Ka-ka-ka…”
The terrifying cultivation accumulated after more than three hundred years in the Nascent Soul stage exploded in an instant.
The surging palm power passed through the Yashan giant sword, which was as hard as a rock, and was transmitted into the entire mountain of Yashan, causing it to tremble and vibrate.
"Boom..."
The mountain continued to shake, and even the hard rocks fell off the mountain and fell into the Jiutou River below.
Qu Zhengfeng suddenly pressed his five fingers into the stone, and suddenly, only the hilt and a little bit of the sword body of the Yashan giant sword appeared, and it slowly pulled out an inch upwards!
Just this one inch can cause the earth to shake!
For a moment, I felt as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.
Many Yashan disciples on Lingzhao Peak felt their feet shaking and could not stand steadily. They all shouted, "What happened?"
In front of the Deacon Hall, the expressions of several elders also became solemn.
But at this moment, they don’t know what is going to happen.
It is willing to go with him!
Beneath the black pupils, there is a strange sense of vicissitudes and sadness.
Yashan Sword, Yashan Sword.
Every disciple of Yashan has a sword in his heart, so he can draw his sword when encountering difficulties without fear.
What he couldn't forget, Yashan Jian couldn't forget either.
Thus, the dry bones on the Mitian Mirror finally opened their eyes, and flesh and blood covered their bodies again.
He raised his head and saw that in this endless dark sky, the tip of the giant sword that was inserted from the top of the scabbard slowly detached from the bottom, slowly moved upwards, and soon disappeared among the rock peaks.
"well… "
With a long sigh, the dried bones finally closed their eyes and fell into endless silence again.
The blazing golden light cut through the endless dark clouds.
The entire Yashan Mountain is like a hard and ancient scabbard, and the sword in the scabbard has been sleeping in the mountain for a long time.
At this moment, Qu Zhengfeng slowly pulled it out from the top of the scabbard, inch by inch, slowly and firmly.
It was like drawing a sword from its scabbard, with a flash of cold light and the sound of swords and guns clanging!
The whistling sword chant echoed through heaven and earth.
No one knew where the sound came from or what made it. They only felt that the sound was coming from all directions. Apart from this, there was no other sound in the world.
The giant sword of Yashan is a thousand feet long and pierces the sky when it is unsheathed.
What does Qu Zhengfeng's figure mean beside this giant sword
However, he only raised his hand to take it, and the giant sword that seemed to be carved out of a mountain turned into a golden light that was proud of the heaven and earth and fell into his palm.
It was a brilliant golden color, as if even the calamity clouds in the sky were about to be dispersed by the golden light.
No one could see clearly what Qu Zhengfeng was holding in his hand. All they could see was that at this moment, his tall body was hidden in the burning golden light, and the entire Yashan area was illuminated.
No one could tell which was him and which was the sword.
Maybe he is Yashan Sword, and the sword is Yashan himself.
Looking up, I hold the Yashan sword in my hand. After three hundred years of hard practice, what does the calamity in front of me matter
Ask your heart, those with weak wills are more likely to suffer...
But he never doubted himself.
So, in this golden light, Qu Zhengfeng swung his sword towards the sky covered with dark clouds!
With a loud "boom", the sword energy traveled across 30,000 miles and attacked the sky!
Hundreds of miles of calamity clouds were cut in half by the sword energy. Even the electric snakes swimming between heaven and earth could not resist the sword light and were annihilated like green smoke the moment of contact.
The entire sky was quiet for a moment.
Then, there was a loud explosion.
A fierce wind blew in, fiercely and fiercely. The heavy and oppressive calamity clouds finally couldn't stand the pressure of the sword and broke into pieces, just like the receding tide, swept away by the wind!
A sword cuts across Yashan, and the light chills down the nineteen continents!
Qu Zhengfeng looked back and saw endless mountains and vast plains beneath his feet. He curled the corners of his lips slightly, then jumped down from the top of his sword, headed west towards the Jianzhu Sect, and soon disappeared.
Only...
That clear voice still lingers in everyone's ears.
"I will no longer be a disciple of Yashan. I will become a demon and leave. We will meet again!"
"… "
Wh, what
The elders below only saw Qu Zhengfeng pulling out the giant sword of Yashan, and were shocked by the mighty power of his sword that dispersed the calamity clouds. Before they could react, they heard such a cold and sharp sentence echoing in their ears, and were shocked for a moment!
In a hurry, Bi Yan, Xihe and other four elders flashed and appeared on the top of the scabbard.
The ancient and clumsy Yashan giant sword, which was as hard as a rock, had disappeared without a trace. The entire scabbard was empty, with only a huge hole several feet in diameter left. Looking down, it was deep and dark, leading to the unknown underground of Yashan...
The main peak of Kunwu, above the Great Hall of the Heavens.
Outside Yashan, there is a large mountain protection formation that blocks all spiritual detection.
Zhenren Hengxu and Pang Dian were also unable to penetrate this layer of barrier and get a glimpse of the full picture of the collapse of the calamity clouds. They could only barely sense the astonishing sword energy.
The calamity clouds have dispersed. They went away just as quickly as they came. It must be that Qu Zhengfeng has successfully passed the calamity, broken through the Nascent Soul stage, and become an out-of-body cultivator.
Pang Dian finally came to his senses after being extremely shocked and laughed: "Three hundred years, a lot of accumulation has finally come together. Congratulations, Brother Fudao, congratulations, Brother Fudao!"
Over the years, Qu Zhengfeng has often traveled with the name of Yashan. Everyone knows that he is well-mannered and knows how to handle things appropriately. He is a rare talent.
Whether it is appearance, character, or knowledge, they are all exceptionally outstanding.
Even in Yashan, where many geniuses emerged, he was someone that people could hardly look away from.
The only flaw was that he had been stuck in the Nascent Soul stage for too long. After a certain time limit, the longer he was stuck in one realm, the lower the possibility of a breakthrough. Many people worried about him and privately believed that he would never be able to break through.
Who would have thought that such a scene that shocked the 19 continents would happen today!
Even Zhenren Hengxu, who had cultivated a heart as calm as still water over thousands of years, could not help but feel a slight ripple when he saw the calamity clouds shatter.
However, unlike Pang Dian, he had a kind of indescribable feeling of depression in his heart...
Perhaps it’s because Qu Zhengfeng can never let go of his hostility towards Kunwu
He sighed and smiled as he looked at Fu Dao Shanren in front of him: "Congratulations, Brother Fu Dao, another great master has emerged from Yashan."
Fudaoshanren stood at the front, at the highest point of Kunwu.
He was skinny and wore a greasy Taoist robe that had not been washed for who knows how many years. In his hand was still a chicken leg that he had quarreled with Pang Dian. At this moment, he was staring blankly at the disintegrating calamity cloud and did not speak for a long time.
Unlike Hengxu Pangdian, he is the person with the highest seniority in Yashan, and the Yashan formation will not prevent his spiritual consciousness from entering...
Something seemed to emerge in the pair of bright eyes beneath the messy eyebrows, but it quickly disappeared.
He sent the candles to the west...
Fudaoshanren's mind was dull. After hearing Hengxu and Pangdian's congratulations, it took him a long time to react. There was no expression on his face: "It's a cause for celebration..."
I am no longer a disciple of Yashan, I have become a demon and left.
How could it not be a happy event