The only sound I could hear was the wind blowing past my ears.
The air was suddenly filled with a strong smell of blood. Jianchou didn't need to look back to know what was happening behind him.
Such a terrifying pressure...
It was almost like mobilizing the power of the entire heaven and earth. How could the Jianzhu Sect's group be able to escape peacefully
Emperor's Mirror
When the land of Nineteen Continents was first formed, three innate treasures were born, one in each place.
At that time, there was no division into the four regions of North, South, Center and Pole. It was only because the cultivators in the world gradually formed factions that the distinction was made slowly. Then the three treasures were also transferred to various places along with the power of the factions.
The Emperor's Mirror of Heaven was kept by the Central Region, the Seal of Hou Tu was kept by the Northern Region, and the Order of All Living Beings was returned to the Southern Region.
The Central Region is the only place in the Nineteen Continents where there are many small sects. It has thousands of strange methods of cultivation. It is considered a "place full of shining stars" by cultivators from other regions and is a school of its own.
The Imperial Mirror, as the supreme treasure of the Central Region, can mobilize the power of the sky and has always been in the hands of the law enforcement elders of the Central Region.
The position of law enforcement elder has always been circulated between the Yashan and Kunwu sects.
In other words, it only rotates between Fudao Shanren and Hengxu Zhenren.
Now Fudaoshan's cultivation is only at the level of Out-of-Body, and he killed everyone with one blow, it must be because of this piece of Huangtianjian...
"Keep moving forward, don't look back."
The words of Fudaoshan seemed to echo in my ears again.
Behind him was a bright blood-red color that extended all the way to the bottom of Tongtian Road, like a gorgeous red robe draped over the Yunhai Square.
The stage was right in front of her.
In the end, Jianchou didn't look back.
He raised his foot and took a step, pausing only for a moment before moving forward again.
The steps in front of him were made of grayish-white stone. When he stepped on them, there was a faint footprint. Jianchou lowered his eyes to take a look and it was extremely clear.
This is the last step.
The blazing golden light enveloped the entire Tongtian Road, blurring her figure...
“Hula.”
Zhenren Hengxu, who was standing on the Hall of All Heavens, did not say a word after all. He just took a step forward and flicked his wide sleeves. Then a strong wind blew and swept away the blood stains on the entire Yunhai Square.
The blood that was originally flowing suddenly turned into a floating red ribbon, which was carried by the strong wind and scattered across the sky, forming a gorgeous sunset on the horizon.
The Yunhai Square has returned to its original spotless state, except for those traces of cracks that are difficult to erase.
"When evil cannot prevail over good, that is justice."
A sigh.
There was still a slight smile on Master Hengxu's face, but it was hard to tell whether it was forced or not.
"Qu Zhengfeng rebelled against Yashan, stole the giant sword from Yashan, destroyed the Jianzhu Sect, and drew his sword against his fellow disciples. All of us cultivators in the Central Region are entitled to kill him, but his deeds have nothing to do with Yashan. As for the death of Zheng Yuner from the Jianzhu Sect, you all know the truth now. Brother Fudao has already given justice to the Jianzhu Sect, and this matter is over."
"… "
No one dared to refute.
Not even everyone reacted yet.
The golden seal that suddenly appeared was extremely terrifying.
It was not until Fudaoshan put it away that some people realized belatedly that it was the Central Region’s most precious treasure, the Imperial Mirror!
Fu Daoshan, as the law enforcement elder of the Central Region, actually used this seal as a weapon to kill nearly a hundred people from the Jianzhu Sect!
Fairy Zhuxin was also a well-known figure in the Central Region in the past hundred years. She had no power to fight back just now and died instantly...
What a terrifying power!
No one can be in charge, no one can be exempted!
They said they wanted to give "justice" to the Candle-cutting Sect, but who could have imagined that this "justice" would actually mean the deaths of nearly a hundred people from the Candle-cutting Sect
When good prevails over evil, that is justice!
I am afraid that if Zhuxin knew about this after his death, he would never believe it. These words came from the mouth of Hengxu Zhenren. He would not believe it even more. At this time, Hengxu Zhenren actually stood on the side of Yashan so nonchalantly!
refute
Who dares to refute
One is Kunwu and the other is Yashan. The two major sects dominate the Central Region and have an extraordinary status.
Who dares to defy the will of the world and go against Kunwu Yashan and Hengxu Fudao? !
not to mention…
They knew very well whether the Candle-Cut Sect was good or evil.
He deserved to die.
Therefore, even though Fudaoshan's methods were almost cruel and the ground was covered with blood, no one dared to say a word.
Even the top five sects such as Longmen, Tongling Pavilion, and Fengmo Sword Sect, their leaders, elders, and others wisely remained silent.
Zhenren Hengxu's gaze turned and fell on the people on Yashan.
Jiang Ling and Shang Liaofan, two disciples of the Jianzhu Sect, stood in the middle with panic-stricken looks on their faces, seeming somewhat out of place.
There were nearly a hundred long swords, and the sword light was still flashing, and the sword energy was rising into the sky.
The entire southeast direction is filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
"My fellow friends from Yashan, please sheath your swords."
With a faint voice, Master Hengxu opened his mouth.
Kou Qianzhi and Chen Jiu stood side by side, and Yan Chensha's sword was also unsheathed.
At this moment, when the disciples of Yashan heard what Master Hengxu said, they did not move, but just turned their gazes to Master Fudao.
Fu Daoshan flipped his hand, and the Huangtianjian with a terrifying and destructive aura disappeared in his palm.
He waved his hand casually, the anger on his face just now completely disappeared: "Put it all away."
“Swish, swish, swish—”
Nearly a hundred long swords were sheathed almost at the same time.
The sword energy that was rising into the sky disappeared completely in an instant, and the green light returned to the sheath and disappeared completely.
It was as if the murderous aura that had just emanated from the disciples of Yashan had never existed at all.
Master Hengxu narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the people below who were still in shock, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, as if he was praising: "The sword of Yashan is still as elegant as before."
"Thank you."
Fudao Shanren brushed his messy hair and yawned loudly. Then he flipped his hand and took out two chicken legs. He threw one to Hengxu and said, "These last few nonsense sentences are okay. Take them."
"… "
With quick eyes and hands, he quickly caught the chicken leg.
The greasy chicken leg falls into your hand, and there is an indescribable feeling.
Zhenren Hengxu held the chicken leg in his hand and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He looked at Fudaoshanren, but there was a hint of sarcasm in Fudaoshanren's eyes.
At that moment, Hengxu also lowered his eyes.
He glanced at the chicken leg in his hand but did not eat it. Instead, he looked towards the ancient octagonal platform beyond the sky in front of him.
He said, "Except for Jiang Ling and Shang Liaofan, there are still nearly a hundred monks in the Jianzhu Sect who have not been killed by Qu Zhengfeng. I wonder what Brother Fudao is planning?"
"Not all of them are dead? That's good too."
Fudaoshanren took a bite of the chicken leg and ate it with gusto, and also looked towards Jianchou's figure in front of him.
"In that case, let's choose one of Jiang Ling and Shang Liaofan to become the future leader of the Candle-cutting Sect. What do you think, old monster?"
“… Very good.”
This is the only good news.
Kill off their elite forces, and then pick someone you like to be the leader...
In just a few words, he decided the life and death of nearly a hundred monks and determined the future of an entire sect...
After all, Zhenren Hengxu did not object. He just held the chicken leg and put his hands behind his back, showing an air of looking down on the world.
At this moment, all traces of the killing have disappeared.
On the Grand Hall of the Heavens, Kunwu Hengxu Zhenren and Yashan Fudao Shanren stood side by side. The leaders of the two great sects in the Central Region stopped talking and only cast their eyes into the distance...
On the octagonal platform, eight pillars pierce into the sky.
At this moment, Jianchou was already standing on the edge of the last step. With just one step, he could reach the stage.
Become the first among the new generation of monks in the past ten years!
Even though countless people in the entire Yunhai Square were still not clear-headed, immersed in the shock of Fudaoshan's earth-shaking and murderous behavior, as Hengxu and Fudao both looked towards the stage, everyone's eyes fell on Jianchou.
Everyone could only see her blurry figure, as if she was about to be swallowed up by the light of the road to heaven.
No one knew why Jianchou suddenly stopped.
Even she herself, at the moment she stopped again, couldn't help but ask herself this question.
Why
Maybe it was because at this moment, she had already stood at the end of the sky, or maybe it was because at this moment, she was only one step away from success, so it seemed particularly unreal...
The appearance of the stage in front of her was completely revealed to her.
There is an octagonal platform, and in each corner there stands a stone pillar that reaches the sky, on which are engraved the names of one person after another.
The surface of the platform is made of rough stone, with ancient patterns engraved on it, which are obscure and difficult to recognize. One can vaguely see that it seems to be a formation of its own, and there is a constant flow of spiritual light on it.
But when it flows to a corner in the southwest, it is blocked by a golden light.
This should be the power of the "Forbidden Talisman" that Master Hengxu had used before.
She stood quietly in front of the stage. The sharp wind from high in the sky made the corners of her robe flutter, making a rustling sound.
Just like her turbulent emotions at the moment.
One moment, one hundred and nineteen steps.
As she walked forward step by step, her mind kept flashing back to all her experiences from the isolated island on earth to the Nineteenth Continent...
Like a fading light, like a revolving lantern, like a fleeting flame...
Is this last step an end or a new beginning
Jianchou no longer has any more time to think more.
The sunset glow on the horizon was dyed blood red by the blood of nearly a hundred people from the Jianzhu Sect.
At the end of the road to heaven, there is dazzling golden light.
A human platform was suspended high at the end of the sky, and Jianchou then remembered the "Jianchou" in the third test.
She raised her head, as if she saw herself standing on the stage, waiting for her.
While others go in search of immortals, she pursues the future.
Then all the mysteries were shattered.
The moment he took a step, all the flashes in his mind disappeared, and Jianchou stepped across the void and stepped onto the stage!
At this moment, she had already crossed the highest point of the sky, as if she had broken through the membrane.
Looking down, the sky beneath her feet was curved, and the mountains and rivers were arched like a scroll. Even the line where the West Sea in the distance met the sky had become a smooth curve...
The world suddenly changed.
Looking up, everything is blurry.
However, at the moment when she looked up, a vast and vast aura came over her, as if a larger world had opened its arms and embraced her...
The extremely mysterious feeling left Jianchou speechless.
At this moment, she was already standing outside the dome!
“Buzz.”
The moment she took this step, a ray of light vibrated out from where she stepped.
The surrounding octagonal pillars were almost simultaneously shaken by this ray of spiritual light, and a buzzing sound was emitted from the pillars, spreading throughout the sky and the four fields, and also reaching the unknown world above heads, like the sound of heavenly music, cleansing all the filth in people's hearts.
The spiritual light climbed up the stone pillar, like branding gold or engraving silver, and formed two ancient and crude characters, which then flashed away again.
A wonderful connection between mind and spirit suddenly appeared in Jianchou's mind.
Although she could no longer see the two characters, and couldn't even find them on the stone pillar, she was able to use this mental connection to discover that it was swimming on the rooftop like a naughty little fish.
Occasionally, you will encounter other similar auras...
Every monk who steps onto the platform may obtain such a seal.
This seal should be her name.
As the seal moved, Jianchou sensed other similar auras, which should be the names of other people...
This human platform actually looks like a living creature.
As soon as he thought of this, the ground under Jianchou's feet began to shake violently.
A small stone platform, at the same time as the two ancient characters disappeared, it unexpectedly rotated out from the center of the platform!
There were red chains around the stone platform, and as it rotated and rose, it made a clanging sound.
The entire stage suddenly shone brightly.
In the sight of everyone below, the eight pillars all emitted bright light, covering most of the sky, as bright as day!
The blurry figure of Jianchou was standing in front of the stone platform.
"Jie Bingtai!"
All the skills are deployed by one person on the stage!
Three ancient seal characters are engraved on the stone platform, giving it an ancient and rustic feel.
The stone platform is not exquisite, and even the patterns carved on it have an almost primitive feel.
There is a rough groove on it, which seems to be used for placing weapons.
When Jianchou's eyes fell on those three words, he naturally knew their meaning.
When ordinary people and even princes and ministers from the isolated island on earth entered the palace to meet the emperor, they had to disarm outside the palace gate.
This man on the stage actually wanted the monks to disarm.
Frowning slightly, she became curious: What is the origin of One Person Platform and One Person Platform, and how dare they order the visitors to disarm
After hesitating for a moment, he pressed his fingers towards his eyebrows again.
A ray of light emerged from the ancestral orifice, and after a moment, the ghost axe was in Jianchou's palm.
She held the axe, came to the platform, and slowly placed the ghost axe into the groove.
“Crack.”
Almost at the moment when the ghost axe was put in, the entire Jiebing platform actually sank a little, just enough to trap the ghost axe in it.
Jianchou was shocked, and almost at the same time, a strong light came out from the ghost axe. The Jiebing Platform began to spin wildly, and a black beam of light enveloped Jianchou, rising into the sky and soaring straight up!
"boom!"
A huge beam of light suddenly broke through the blur above his head.
It was like a drop of thick ink was dripped on the sky. With the point where the light column rushed up as the center, the entire sky quickly darkened in all directions.
From day to night!
Jianchou was standing in the darkest night, standing on a platform higher than the sky, standing in a bigger world, looking up—
Then, a dazzling galaxy suddenly crashed into her eyes with a fierce and irresistible force!
It was an endless void, with a dark color. Huge stars were burning in the depths of the distant galaxy. Stars, one by one, were as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River, scattered in every corner of the void, moving along predetermined trajectories, forming a magnificent nebula...
Occasionally a ball of flame explodes, forming an endless vortex that swallows up all the stars around it.
…
What she saw was the vast universe!
At this moment, she stood in this bright beam of light, her black hair fluttering, covering the almost intoxicated expression on her face.
Under the night sky, the entire starry sky is brighter than ever before.
At this moment, countless cultivators in the Central Region stopped everything they were doing, looked up, and witnessed this almost miraculous scene at the same time!
On the vast land of the Nineteen Continents, many powerful monks opened their long-closed eyes...
On the West Sea Square, countless monks who were on their way stopped in shock, raised their heads, and stared at the spinning object in the night sky—
Hundreds of billions of stars!
He was wearing a white robe with exquisite embroidery, his face looked a little pale, and his whole body exuded a bitter smell of herbs.
Lu Xiangleng also looked at the endless night sky, and a smile finally appeared on her lips.
Feng Li was standing next to her, but there was a look of disappointment on her face: "Senior Sister Jianchou won first place."
Lu Xiang nodded but said nothing.
She thought back to her recent experiences, her emotions fluctuated slightly, but soon calmed down.
With the protection of her master, she was able to suppress the matter and avoid making an irreparable mistake. She is still the medicine girl of Baiyue Valley, which is a blessing.
As for the one-person stage, she would be satisfied just to see Jianchou on it.
Under the gaze of everyone, the black beam of light quickly ran out of power, and after sending the last piece of black light into the sky, it gradually dissipated.
The entire sky was filled with light again.
The azure sky, with Kunwu as the center, slowly filled the entire night sky, and the entire Central Region turned from night to day.
The bright stars disappeared in the brilliant sky light and can no longer be found.
It was not until this moment that countless discussions began to boil over in the square.
"Oh my god, what was that just now!"
"One-person stage! It's a one-person stage!"
"When one reaches the One Person Terrace, one will see the sorrow of the cliffs and mountains!"
"Yashan finally won the championship..."
"Vision..."
…
Listening to the noisy sound that almost overturned the entire square, Lu Xiangleng's brows flashed with a rare gentleness, and he slowly walked towards several teleportation formations on the square.
After taking only two steps, she stopped and frowned slightly: A seriously injured person
In a teleportation array right in front, a man seemed to have been standing there for a while.
He was wearing a dark blue robe, stained with a little dried blood, and looked extremely disheveled, but his expression was calm, with a hint of bookishness, and a hint of elegance in his composure.
Deep in the pupils, which were like deep pools, there was a thin layer of ice, giving people a sense of alienation; the thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing a line of coldness.
Unlike all the people around him who were still gazing at the sky, his gaze was only fixed on the Nine-Layered Heaven Monument standing tall in front of him.
The salty wind from the West Sea blows against the nine celestial monuments for years and months, but it cannot damage them in the slightest.
The second-level monument represents the first person in the foundation-building period.
At this moment, a new name has appeared, and the first two characters have been changed to "Liaokong", probably a monk from the Zen Forest in the Northern Region.
The three words "Xie Buchen" have now been relegated to third place.
This is not uncommon.
After all, after he broke through the Jindan stage, someone should have left his name on this monument, but...
His gaze fell between the two names "Xie Buchen" and "Liaokong".
Same name
Still alone
"Seeing sorrow..."
With a slight curl of his tongue, two words, almost tender, gently flowed out of his mouth.
Standing in front of the Nine-Layered Heaven Monument, standing under this familiar name, Xie Buchen looked up, his eyes flickering slightly, but in the deepest part of his eyes, there was an obscure calm.
The sun sets.
The brilliant sunset fell into the vast West Sea.
In the records of later generations, this was a sunset worth remembering for the Nineteen Continents.
On this day, the news that Qu Zhengfeng had rebelled against Yashan spread throughout the cultivation world;
On this day, Yashan Jianchou defeated 118 of her fellow travelers and became the leader of this small meeting. Fudao Shanren used the blood of nearly 100 monks from the Jianzhu Sect to pave the way for her to reach the sky. Zhenren Hengxu waved his sleeves to create the wind and sunset, which became the most brilliant color in the sky when she ascended the One-Person Stage.
On this day, the Central Region changed from day to night, and the stars were upside down;
…
On this day, Xie Buchen, the thirteenth true disciple of Master Hengxu, who had been missing for a long time, finally returned...