Cheng Tianyu still remembered that many years ago, on the day of his apprenticeship, he held a tea cup in both hands above his head and called out "Master" with hope.
Zhou Yuandao stared solemnly, and said the word 'good' in a deep voice.
Now Cheng Tianyu was standing on the top of the mountain, and when he heard another 'OK', he finally cried out uncontrollably.
After a long period of practice to reach the sub-holy realm, the flesh and bones of the body can be used as a source of energy. Zhou Yuandao's last sword was to use his body as a sword.
Thousands of clear light spilled out from his body, like flying feathers all over the sky.
The clear light is exhausted, the tide of blood recedes, and white clouds are born.
Not even a corpse was left.
Mr. Zhang Yuan sensed what was happening behind him, and sighed in his heart.
Cheng Tianyu's eyes were splitting, he stood with his sword in hand, and his breath was rising. The Feiyu sword was unsheathed, the sea of clouds was cut open by several meters, and the sword edge went straight to the rest of the world.
Yu Shi was attacked by the enemy on both sides, with the stone seal of the palm courtyard in front, and the sharp edge in the back. In the past, a sword edge of this level was not in his eyes at all. It was just that he consumed a lot of energy tonight, and just received another sword from Zhou Yuandao, and he was no longer as strong as the peak.
His eyes changed slightly, he closed his eyes, and his face quickly turned pale.
At the same moment, Lin Yuangui staggered three steps and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Yu Shi forcibly cut off the connection between Lin Yuangui and the Great Array of Protecting the Mountain. This is the last resort, and he himself has to pay a great price.
But he needs the power of protecting the mountain to communicate with the world.
Rong Zhuo's red clothes fluttered in the mountain wind, no longer as thick as blood, but like a burning flame.
The violent magic breath enveloped the mountain top.
In the spiritual realm of Tianluo Jiuzhuan, he was still at the bottom of the Falling Star Abyss, but his whole body was lit with fire, like a red lotus blooming in a long night. The monsters that came to bite him were burned to ashes.
At this moment, Yin Biyue's sword power became complete.
The dazzling brilliance of 'blue sky and white sun', like an electric flame, tore through the dark night, and slashed towards Rong Zhuo.
Bring the incomparably bright day to the world.
The Yihu Sword communicated with its master, and the sound of the sword reverberated in Hengduan Mountain.
Yu Shi completely grasped the power of the Great Array, opened his eyes for a moment, but seemed to have a feeling, he chose to take a hard blow from the stone seal, and the overwhelming coercion between his sleeves attacked Yin Biyue, "Bring the Linyuan sword!"
Yin Biyue was startled for a moment. Under the pressure, there were many crises, but the direction of the sword could no longer be changed. It pierced Rong Zhuo's whole body with fire light, submerging into his skin. However, the centrifugal pulse was less than half an inch away, so he couldn't get another point.
I saw Rong Zhuo's scattered pupil light condensed, and he forcibly broke free from the spiritual realm of Tianluo Jiuzhuan. He lowered his eyes and stared at Jian Fengdao, "Linyuan..."
Yin Biyue was anxious, but the sword was restrained by Rong Zhuo, and there was only a tiny bit of the sword qi from Yu Shi behind it...
Under the shadow of death, the world is spinning. Dizziness.
He was picked up by the collar. It's Mr. Zhang Yuan.
The gentleman didn't take him to fly, but carried him and Luo Mingchuan with one hand, broke the space directly, and came to the backyard of the school in an instant.
Compared with the previous two times, the experience of traveling through space with the gift stamped letterhead, this time is even more unbelievable.
The moment Yin Biyue landed, he could even feel the cold killing intent in his heart. I have lingering fears.
As soon as Mr. Zhang Yuan let go, Yin Biyue supported Luo Mingchuan, and found that his senior brother had fallen into a coma, just like at the end of the battle against Guan in Xingshan Temple, and the personnel was unknown.
The gentleman sat down on the reclining chair and waved his hands tiredly.
He helped his senior brother up and placed him in the wing room in the backyard.
There are no stars and no moon on Hengduan Mountain, but the academy tonight is brilliant.
When Yin Biyue came out, he saw his husband leaning on the bamboo reclining chair. I don't know if it was an illusion, as if he had aged a lot overnight. The silver starlight fell, dyeing all his temples white.
Li Tugen knew his own situation.
He penetrated the mysteries of space a hundred years ago, which is unique in the world, but this is the first time that he has led people to forcibly break through.
What's more, he finally slapped Cheng Tianyu and sent him to Qinglu Mountain.
It is not only the cultivation of the realm that is severely consumed, but more importantly, the vitality.
Yin Bi made a bow.
Before he could speak, the person on the reclining chair spoke first, his voice slightly hoarse, "Yu Shi was injured like that, without the support of the great formation, he dared not leave Hengduan Mountain, it will take some time to recover. Rong Zhuo was also seriously injured in the environment. , to make a comeback, it will take a long-term strategy.”
Yin Bi frowned, they had time, but the situation was still critical. It may not be Yu Shi who colluded with the magic way. Although Rong Zhuo was seriously injured, there may be other arrangements.
He didn't ask any more, but got up and poured a cup of tea for Mr.
Junshan Yunwu Tea was handily given by the master when he was in Donglu.
The tea soup is clear, reflecting the faint light of the stars, and the heat is dense. The gentleman took a sip and sighed contentedly.
There were too many incidents tonight, Yin Biyue's heart became a mess, and he spoke more and more, "Yu Shi and Rong Zhuo are both confused, the Lin Yuan sword has long been reforged by my master, and now there are only Chun Shan Xiao and Qiu Fengli. If I can have Linyuan, as for…”
He suddenly stopped talking, and under the gentle eyes of Mr. Wang, he had a bad premonition.
The gentleman looked at him like a child who opened his eyes and talked nonsense,
"But, Lin Yuan is on you."
Yin Biyue slowly lowered her head as if struck by lightning. The long sword at his waist was silent.
Like laughing at him without knowing that Baoshan is empty.
As a legacy left by a true immortal, the Linyuan Sword is of great significance. There were even rumors many years ago that Wei Jingfeng became a saint after obtaining this number one magic weapon in the world.
There is a saying that the one who attains Linyuan attains the true meaning of kendo and attains the world.
The gentleman said as he should, "I thought you knew it long ago."
Yin Biyue said in a daze, "...Master never told me."
"Oh, then he may have forgotten." The gentleman waved his hand again,
"Chun Shanxiao and Qiu Fengli were all made by himself. The Linyuan sword was forged by the flaming fire outside the sky, and only flaming fire can melt it. Now in this world, where can I go to find the flaming fire? It's just to make fun of people like Yu Shi."
Yin Biyue didn't care where he went to find Liuhuo, he just couldn't accept it.
Could it be possible for Master to forget such an important event
The more Yin Bi thought about it, it was really possible. For Master, only sleep is bigger than the sky.
Every detail of the past has been magnified and replayed. For the first time, the terrifying illusion of holding this sword. At first, the real essence could not be injected into the sword.
The whole thing was spread out in front of Yin Biyue's eyes.
"What kind of sword is Yihu?"
"A magic weapon."
"Why give it to me?"
"I didn't give it to you, it chose you."
This is what the master on the wasteland said.
Yin Bi looked at the sword more, and suddenly felt that it was not important. Whether it is leaning against the lake or Linyuan, it is his sword.
Fading the exaggerated legendary color, it is a sword that he holds in his hand day and night, practicing the sword when it is time to practice, and killing the enemy when it is time to kill.
True immortal spirit Ling Xiao can use it to stabilize the world, but he may not have that great ability, and he can also use it to slay demons and eliminate demons.
Yin Biyue suddenly thought that Zhou Yuandao had fallen, and there was one less Yasheng who could compete with the devil. When the news spread, Nanlu's hearts would inevitably fluctuate, "The Qinglu Sword Sect..."
"Zhou Yuandao's three apprentices are all complete, so I can only look at them..." Mr. sighed, and the conversation changed. "The biggest trouble right now is lying in the room. Compared with him, what is the rest?"
Yin Biyue understood what Mr.
No one knew when Luo Mingchuan woke up and what it would be like to wake up.
He thought, although the senior brother has sealed the cultivation base of Guan, how can such a powerful force be contained in the body, how can it be stable
This time, it was no different than in Cangya Mountain, with the Sword Saint watching by the side. If the one who wakes up is the Demon Venerable, or the senior brother loses his mind, who can control him in this world
But Yin Biyue still believed in Luo Mingchuan. Regardless of the situation.
"There will be a way."
Hearing this, the master laughed, got up from the reclining chair, and seemed to be going for a walk to the library to read a book. The voice came from a distance, "Wei Jingfeng's apprentice, like him."
Yin Bi was more silent.
Speaking of master's apprentices, the eldest brother's kendo talent is like master, the second sister's martial artist is like master, the third brother's good wine is like master, and even the narcissism of fifth brother is like master.
Where do you look like yourself
If the Juggernaut was still there, he would have answered confidently, "Of course you are like an old man, handsome like an old man!"
It's a pity that no one can answer Yin Biyue's question now.
He stood alone in the courtyard, watching the eastern sky turn white, from darkness to light, as if it only took a moment.
The morning wind in winter is cold.
East wants to know. The long night is finally over.
At dawn, a carriage drove out of the school, and Yin Biyue took Luo Mingchuan to the west.
With his current cultivation level, it only takes three days for Yu Guzhou to cross the sea and reach the Western Land without stopping for a moment.
Finally arrived at Panlong Ridge.
The aura is withered, and the inaccessible mountains are even more desolate in winter. The yellow leaves lay on the ground, the cold wind raged, and the partridges and crows sang from time to time. No one thought they would come here.
Yin Biyue cleaned and arranged a cave. Beds, square tables, futons, and even candlesticks are all available.
This reminded him of the chatter that he brought a full set of furniture when he traveled, and he wanted to laugh a little.
But when I was buying things in Yunyang City, when I thought about how long I would stay in the cave with my senior brother, I felt that comfort was still very important.
Looking at it now, it looks even more familiar, it seems that on the way to the flower folding party, they rested here for the night.
It's just that at that time, he would still feel uncomfortable because his senior brother was three feet away, and he would not be able to enter into meditation overnight to cultivate.
Yin Biyue carefully placed Luo Mingchuan on the bed, took out the formation flag, gathered his energy, and began to arrange the formation.
He said that there would be a way, so that Mr. Zhang Yuan or others would not take the risk together.
Half a day passed, Yin Biyue's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. In the end, he pierced the pulp of his finger with True Yuan, forcing a drop of blood from his heart, which dripped at the mouth of the hole.
In an instant, the nine array flags disappeared, an invisible barrier condensed, and the wind whistling outside the cave was quiet for a few minutes, as if the place was isolated.
Yin Biyue let out a sigh of relief.
The formation has been completed, and the Qi machine is connected to his life. The death formation is broken.
When Luo Mingchuan woke up, his confusion was even worse, and the formation might not be able to stop him for long.
But if you want to go out, you can only kill the formation first.
Now, he is here, guarding his brother to wake up.