The red clouds in the east dominate the fire, and the mountains and rivers below are magnificent. Mr. Lu Da and Taoist Chonghe form horns, locking with the Qi machine rolling in from far away, and their respective momentums have been adjusted to the best.
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At this time, Taoist Chonghe suddenly said: Although the Jiangdong Wang family chose to stay out of the matter, they sent a tip bag with eight words in total: There are losses in small places, but the general situation is not compromised.
As long as the general trend does not fade, it will be good. Mr. Lu Da rubbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, as if reminiscing about his lover, and said plainly, but the future is unpredictable and ever-changing, and divination is only highly possible.
He didn't mention the minor shortcomings, not because he was deceiving himself, but because he was prepared for the fall of the dharma body in this war, including himself.
Taoist Chonghe smiled kindly: The old Taoist was a little careful and left the three swords of the ancestor in the sect, and only brought his own magic weapons.
Chunyang Zongzhen sent a magic weapon called the Shangdong Sword, which is usually divided into three parts to cut off greed, anger, love, and worries, so it is also called the Three Swords.
Without the suppression of the divine soldiers, it is not appropriate to rely solely on the relics of the predecessors. Only when there are no worries can we fully display what we have learned. Mr. Lu Da doesn't mind. In his opinion, whether the distracted sect will be attacked and destroyed is far more important than a magic weapon. Concentration and piety is the way to win.
The old Taoist thinks so. Chonghe Taoist smiled slightly, showing a bit of relaxed and unrestrained style of a true Taoist.
Mr. Lu Da suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and said calmly:
coming.
In the distance, purple lightning and green thunder turned into dragons and snakes, coming with fangs and claws, penetrating the sky.
Zheng, the single-minded sword that was once unknown but now famous all over the world came out of its scabbard, and its brilliance illuminated an area.
In Changle City, many sects and aristocratic families who had been warned hid in this fortified city to avoid being wiped out by the grassland and evil forces.
In a short period of time, Changle City has become overcrowded, people are panicking, panic buying and frictions have emerged one after another, and there are signs of food shortages.
In a certain alley, many martial arts people who had long-standing grievances and new hatreds started fighting. If it breaks down other people's walls and affects people on the road, as long as it does not exceed a certain limit, the already busy Northern Zhou Dynasty court and the Changle family will not be able to control it.
A passerby fell down and injured his arm. He looked at them bitterly and took a detour. After twists and turns, we entered an ordinary house.
After passing several concierges, he stepped into a rather spacious hall by familiar means. There were many people inside, with many men and women sitting on their knees. Judging from the way they were dressed, they were either ordinary people or those at the bottom of the world. At the front was an altar with a statue of a god sitting on a white lotus platform. His face was young and beautiful, full of compassion. .
The host next to him took the lead in reciting scriptures:
The mortal world is like a prison. All living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, worries are endless, have mercy on me, the world, there is a god descending from the sky, an old mother without a life, my hometown is empty
The scriptures are ethereal. As soon as the sound reached their ears, pious expressions appeared on the faces of passers-by, secretly happy that the number of brothers and sisters has increased rapidly during this period.
He prostrated himself on the ground and recited attentively: My old mother has no life, my hometown is empty.
In Changle, in Beijing. In Lulong and Juyuan, there are similar scenes, but some chant lowly about the old mother who has no life, and some are generous and self-improvement.
Passing by the fortified city, Meng Qi saw a slightly chaotic situation, and his heart couldn't help but feel heavy. When the war breaks out, I don't know how many warriors will die, and I don't know how many ordinary people will be displaced.
Although Bodhisattva Yuemani Light King will stop things that are too harmful to living beings, many tragedies are inevitable.
The sooner the war is ended, the better
The escaping light like clouds crossed the big city and went straight to the mountain gate of the Hidden Sword Tower. With Meng Qi's current escaping speed, it took almost a day and a night to arrive.
The mountains here are towering, rugged and steep. What is different from other places is that the highest peak rises from the mountainside. There are no trees or gravel. There are only long swords sticking straight out, like sword tombs. The disciples of the Hidden Sword Pavilion in the past dynasties would die as soon as they opened their eyes. Later, you can bury your own sword here.
Meng Qi flew to the mountain peak and saw the sword energy whizzing, turning into a storm-like barrier, blocking outsiders from entering and spying on the grassland forces heading south. The Hidden Sword Tower did not dare to neglect, and had already activated the mountain-protecting formation: The sky is crippled and the earth is short of swords. Falling Formation.
Junior Su Meng asked to see Lord Qiu. Meng Qi exhaled and made a sound, which was like thunder, and the sound was transmitted into the forbidden area.
Qiu Wansheng, the owner of the Hidden Sword Building, is also a prominent figure in the world. He is of the same generation as Mr. Ruan of the Langya Ruan family. He has a fiery nature and a ruthless sword. He is very protective of his shortcomings. He has not changed in age, so his achievements have continued and he is still firmly ranked sixth on the land list. , known as Thunderbolt.
After a while, the white sword energy centered on a certain point, rotated and condensed, and a mirror emerged, highlighting the situation in the Ten Thousand Swords Hall of the Hidden Sword Tower: Qiu Wansheng was dressed in black and had a head full of white hair. The two were particularly incongruous. , holding a narrow long sword in his right hand, its sword intention is restrained, not shining, and has no vitality. It is the Wusheng sword of the Cangjianlou Town sect. It is different from the Wusheng old mother's Wusheng, that is, there is no life under the sword. Meaning of life.
Qiu Wansheng has hard features, a stubborn chin, and a rosy face. His personality is vivid on the page. Behind him are four masters: Ben Lei Wanjun Ma You, Tian Can Sword Nangong Hen, Missing Peach Blossom, Li Sinong, and Jing Hong Yi Gian Yu Wu. correct.
Among them, Li Sinong, a glimpse of Yu Wujiu and Missing Peach Blossom, is a low-ranking figure, but he is a well-known figure on the earth's list, better than the two elders. Li Sinong ranks in the ninth place with the eighth level of heaven, and Shuiyue'an's The Thousand-Hand Bodhisattva's Dharma also stated that Yu Wujiu was risking his life and pursuing extremes. He was ranked one hundred and thirty-nine on the Seventh Heaven and Earth Rankings. With the demise of the Crying Old Man and the True Buddha of Six Desires, their rankings will rise.
At this critical moment, Cangjianlou recalled all the masters.
Su Shaoxia came to visit. What was important? The Cangjianlou family and Meng Qi were not familiar with each other, but they all knew that he and Taoist Chonghe were close friends for many years, so Qiu Wansheng was still polite.
Meng Qi cupped his hands and said: Master Qiu, I sneaked into the grassland and got important news about the Hidden Sword Tower.
Qiu Wansheng has a fiery temper and a relatively straightforward personality: Su Shaoxia, speak frankly. The Tian Mie Clan has secret techniques of transformation, and magicians are good at disguise. At this time, I don’t dare to open the sword formation and let you in.
He is quick-tempered and fierce, yet he is able to live to this day and be the poster for such a long time. Qiu Wansheng was always cautious.
Meng Qi understood Qiu Wansheng's caution and said loudly: The Mie Tian Clan tried to win over and corrupt a strong man from the Hidden Sword Tower, turning him into a faceless demon. Twenty-three years ago, he was responsible for the murder of the Yang family in Juyuan County. The deeds of the faceless demon are all caused by the magician and other demons taking turns pretending to be their replacements.
He spoke categorically, as if the faceless demon was the strong man in the Hidden Sword Tower. Instead of speculating like Gu Xiaosang, after all, it is better to believe that this kind of thing is true than to believe it is not. It would be better if the Cangjian Tower should be more vigilant.
Nonsense Ben Lei Wanjun Ma You said sternly, he and Qiu Wansheng are junior brothers, and they are also violent and stubborn. Ten thousand people don't believe it when they hear it.
If the Faceless Demon can be valued by the Destroying Heaven Clan, he should be a Grandmaster, and within the sect, whoever can become a Grandmaster must be loyal to the sect. Uncle Nangong is his elder. Although he is withdrawn, he has always been fair and never interfered in the affairs of the sect. Unlike the faceless demons, Junior Nephew Li and Junior Nephew Yu, who have watched them grow up, walk and sit upright, how could they become possessed by demons
Nangong Hen also suspected: Your Excellency, could it be that you are really pretending to be a member of the Tiande Clan, deliberately sowing discord? Let us be wary of each other, weaken our combat power, and create flaws in the formation.
If the mind is not aligned, nothing will happen, and the Wusheng Sword is not a peerless magic weapon.
Nangong Hen didn't originally have this name, but there were grudges from the past that were difficult to resolve. He had regrets all his life, so he changed his name to hate. With this inner demon, after he became a master, he made no progress and became withdrawn.
Not seeing the peach blossoms, Li Sinong pursed his lips and secretly said: Although I have endorsed it with my seniors. However, the story about the deep entanglement between Crazy Saber Su Meng and Daluo Demon Girl is widely circulated in the left circles. The details are subtle and there is no smoke without fire. It is better to be careful with his words.
This is a suspicion that Meng Qi has taken refuge in the evil heretic.
Li Sinong's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite. Enemies who die under her sword are often left with only a flower of blood, so she was given the nickname "Peach blossoms are like immortals when they are not seen, and demons are like murderers when they are seen".
Yu Wujiu nodded slightly without saying much, obviously agreeing with the opinions of the previous disciples.
They know each other far better than Meng Qi, and they obviously trust acquaintances more than sudden reminders.
Qiu Wansheng's eyebrows moved and he said in a deep voice: Su Shaoxia, thank you for your kind notice, but our sect in Zangjianlou is harmonious, our teachers are righteous, and our peers are loving, so there will never be any scum who betray their ancestors and abandon their teachers.
If Su Meng hadn't had a conflict behind his back, he would have scolded him for having ulterior motives, sowing discord and ruining the image of the Cangjian Tower.
Meng Qi got angry because his good intentions were treated like a donkey, but he quickly suppressed it and reminded him again: Mr. Qiu, it’s better to believe what he has or not, and it’s a good thing to be more prepared.
Needless to say, Qiu Wansheng defended his shortcomings and answered stubbornly.
The veins on Meng Qi's forehead couldn't help but twitch. If you were more careful, you would die.
The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, sorrows are endless, have mercy on us humans, there are gods descending from the sky, there is no living mother, there is no home.
On the grassland, the faint sound of chanting sutras came from an unknown place, and a little white lotus-like aspirational light gathered. Gu Xiaosang sat cross-legged on a white lotus platform, with his hands in a seal, a solemn treasure.
There seemed to be a round glass bead in her hand, and the aura of wish power gathered inside it little by little, gradually condensing into a statue of a god, which was the same as Gu Xiaosang's beautiful appearance, but more sacred and ethereal.
The statue condensed into substance, growing bigger and bigger, completely enveloping Gu Xiaosang, and transformed into a two-foot-tall female deity.
His aura is vast, blending with the void, and the surroundings become chaotic, with no distinction between up, down, left and right.
This god suddenly stood up, and the white lotus flew into the center of his eyebrows, making him truly solid, and Gu Xiaosang's aura was slightly revealed.
The spirit took a step forward and headed south. Along with him was the statue of the Six-Destroyed Yama produced by the Mie Tian Clan. It was eight feet tall, covered in black armor, six arms long, majestic and majestic, and all had the feeling of Dharmakaya.
The Wusheng Old Mother Statue and the Six-Destroyed Yama Statue with quasi-Dharmakaya combat power went south separately, harassing the major sects to attract attention and prevent anyone from going to the main rescue direction.
Mainly attacking along the way, the leader of the Golden Horde Warriors, Hasullah, waved his hand:
We went to accompany the capital, led by the Cao family, and rushed to attack the Cangjian Tower.
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