The four elements are always full, so there is no doubt about Feng Shui here. So you should post new poems for me. The valley is fragrant with quiet flowers, and the cold algae are dancing with ripples. By having two armpits with Yuchuan, Tianxian may not be in love. And send people home with running water. The sun is setting on the top of the layer, and the grass dew has stained the clothes.
(Su Shi, Linjiang Immortal, written in Fengshui Cave, as inscription.)
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In the south of Chaotian Continent, a stretch of green mountains stretches for thousands of miles, and hundreds of beautiful peaks are hidden in the clouds all year round.
The Qingshan sect, the world's number one cultivating sect, is here, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to see its true face.
There are some ordinary villages and towns scattered outside the green hills, one of which is located in the southwestern hilly area, named Yunji because of the fairy mist coming from the mountains.
The scenery of Yunji Town is quite beautiful. It coincides with the early spring season, when the wind is blowing, the flowers are dancing lightly, and the mist seems to be there, like a fairyland.
The residents of the town have long been accustomed to walking among them, while the tourists in the restaurant are full of admiration.
Yin San, who was sitting by the window, only wanted to eat hot pot.
"There is no problem in the world that can't be solved by one meal of hot pot. If there is, then use two meals of hot pot... This sentence is very popular in Ming now. I heard it was passed down from Chaoge, but I think it should be Yizhou. You guys I also know that we don’t see sunshine all the year round, it’s humid and cold, who doesn’t like hot pot? May the mushroom harvest be abundant? You people like to eat it, but we’ve been tired of it for tens of thousands of years. I just want to eat authentic hot pot right now, Then go back and brag about it, what's wrong with that?"
He looked at the duck intestines tumbling in the spicy red soup and the prickly ash that was sinking from time to time, swallowed, and looked up at a girl across the table.
The girl had short black and beautiful hair, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and still had childishness. If she laughed, it would be playful. But she didn't, her eyelids drooped slightly, and her slender eyelashes didn't blink, like a portrait, not a real person.
The room was still so quiet, and the footsteps of pedestrians outside the window became more and more clear.
Yin San said: "Okay, I admit that I stayed here because I wanted to watch the fun, but who in the whole practice world doesn't want to watch this big show? Just because of this, you guys have to clean me up? No way. This junior sister, can you Please let go of this thing, even if you don’t let me go, but let me eat two chopsticks first, the hairy belly and yellow throat in the pot will be useless if I don’t scoop it up.”
The duck intestines have sunk to the bottom of the soup, the prickly ash is still floating, and the hairy belly and yellow throat are looming.
Yin San couldn't eat these, because a thin light silver metal chain bound his body tightly, he couldn't move, let alone hold the chopsticks.
The girl sat quietly at the table without speaking.
Yin San suddenly said: "Where's your sword? If you used the flying sword to sneak attack and kill me earlier, I would naturally be defenseless, but now you are sitting in front of me like this, aren't you afraid that I will attack violently? Do you really think this Can a sword rope restrain me?"
The girl still ignored him.
Yin San finally got serious, and said: "The Qingshan sect is the master of swordsmanship and the leader of the righteous way, do you want to kill without asking?"
The girl finally raised her head, her eyes were bright and clear without any impurities.
Looking at such eyes, Yin San felt very relaxed, but then felt a slight chill between his brows, like a drop of rain falling there.
A small sword hovered quietly in the air in front of his eyes.
He didn't know that there was a bloody hole between his eyebrows, the hole was very small and round, and it could even be described as delicate.
A stream of blood gushed out from between his eyebrows like a thin waterfall and fell into the hot pot.
The blood of the underworld disciples was also hot, but it was cold compared to the soup in the hot pot, and the boiling pot noodles gradually subsided.
The vitality in his eyes also gradually cooled down, leaving only some puzzled emotions.
Hundreds of cold flames floated towards the surroundings of the restaurant along with the sharp sword intent, and scattered when encountering objects, they were the remnants of the soul fire of the disciples of the underworld.
The girl's expression was slightly stern, her eyebrows were raised, and the corners of her eyes also followed, like thin willow leaves, which had a sharp meaning.
Soon, her eyebrows dropped, thoughtful.
The little sword flew out of the window and disappeared into the street.
She moved her fingers slightly, and the thin chain binding Yin San turned into a stream of light and fell on her wrist, turning into a silver bracelet.
"I'm an outer disciple, I don't have a sword."
She got up and said to the dead Yin San.
Yin San's body fell to the ground.
She pushed open the door and walked out.
There was a burst of exclamation in the restaurant, and the diners and tourists ran out of the building in panic.
A middle-aged man appeared on the street where the mist had not cleared. He had an indifferent expression, a thin face, cold eyes, and an air of immortality.
"The monster from the underworld came to my Qingshan sect to show off, and he deserves to die."
Listening to this, there is no reason why the public could not guess the identity of this person.
The tourists from other counties were startled, and quickly knelt down on the ground, not daring to look up.
Residents in the town also praised the immortal master and prostrated themselves to the ground, but after all, they have lived in Yunji Town for a long time, and they have heard a lot about the immortal deeds of the Qingshan sect, and even occasionally saw the trace of the immortal master, so they wake up faster. unusual.
The underworld and the human race have been hostile for tens of thousands of years, and the deep hatred is hard to resolve. However, since Qingshan sect Chunyang real person and the then god emperor joined forces to defeat the army led by the underworld master in Daze two thousand years ago, there have been many years between the two sides. There has never been a war, and they even communicate in private. Even in places like Chaoge Capital or Fengdao County, if the monsters of the Underworld are caught, except spies, they will often only be sent to the Demon Town Prison, looking for opportunities to exchange personnel with the Underworld or ask for property, not to mention the Qingshan sect. It's the Immortal School of the World, and the style of acting has always been indifferent, how could it be so ruthless today
The breeze blew, and the mist cleared away from the street. More than ten young people gathered in front of the restaurant. They were the outer disciples of the Green Mountain Sect.
"I met Master Meng."
The young disciples saluted the middle-aged man respectfully.
The middle-aged man called Master Meng said with a solemn expression: "A major event is imminent, so be careful."
All the disciples answered in unison.
Master Meng said again: "Leave after cleaning up, don't disturb the world for too long."
The girl came out of the restaurant.
Master Meng looked at her with a milder expression, and said, "The twelfth lunar month is not bad."
After saying this, a sword light shot out, and his figure disappeared.
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"Senior Sister."
"Senior Sister Zhao."
The disciples of the Green Mountain Sect surrounded the girl, their faces were full of admiration and love.
The girl named Zhao Layue is only twelve or thirteen years old, obviously younger than her peers, yet she is called Senior Sister for some reason. When she ordered everyone to clean up the inn, eliminate traces, and ensure that the soul fire fragments of the demon from the underworld would not change, she did not encounter any doubts, and her prestige was quite high.
"The fairy teacher is right. Tianguang Peak issued a three-thousand-mile ban seven days ago, and this demon still dares to stay. He really wants to die."
Looking at the corpse being carried out, a disciple couldn't help shaking his head and said, "I don't know what he's thinking."
"Our place is fine. I heard that even the brothers from Liangwang Peak went to Zhuohe to suppress the demons, and the sword light illuminated Nanhe Prefecture."
"What is that? The night before yesterday, the four guards suddenly woke up at the same time, half of the starlight in the sky was eaten by them!"
The disciples were discussing excitedly, but Zhao Layue didn't speak, just quietly looked at the gray sky, not knowing what he was thinking.
There are nine peaks in Qingshan, hidden in the clouds.
Tianguang Peak is the residence of Zu Feng, the head of the sect.
Liangwang Peak is the second peak, where the strongest young disciples of the Qingshan Sect practice swords.
When the Qingshan Sect encounters a real major event, it will activate a large formation and issue a prohibition order to the entire continent.
—It is forbidden to enter and exit at will within a few miles outside Daqing Mountain, and those who do not invite will be killed.
The longer the distance of the ban, the more serious it is.
Back then, before Daoist Taiping retreated to death, the Qingshan Sect once issued a ban of 800 miles, which shocked the world.
Extending eight hundred miles from Daqing Mountain, the ban equals to covering one-fifth of Chaotian Continent.
In order to cooperate with the Qingshan Sect's ban, His Majesty the Divine Emperor even sent tens of thousands of troops to the north overnight to frighten the Northern Snow Country and the Underworld.
Now the Qingshan Sect actually issued a three-thousand-mile ban
What kind of event is going to happen
Zhao Layue's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Because the gray sky she had been staring at suddenly became brighter.
The sun is high in the sky, the clouds and mists are gradually dissipating, and the distant peaks are looming, like countless giant swords aimed at the sky.
The eyes of all the disciples followed her and fell between the peaks.
The sun shone on these immature faces, full of admiration.
If you are facing a big enemy, you will be banned for three thousand miles, that is because today the Qingshan Sect is about to usher in the most important event in the millennium.
Uncle Jingyang is about to ascend.