Yin Biyue almost felt that Mr. was crazy.
He subconsciously wanted to shake his head, "This is impossible..."
Even if he came to practice in this world, his mood was different from when he was a villain, and he was prepared to fight a fierce battle, but it was hard to accept that he was so officially placed on the hope of saving the world.
Mr. Zhang Yuan smiled lightly, "You have done a lot of impossible things."
If it is said that they fought across the border at the Zhehuahui, it was Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan who first appeared among the younger generation of practitioners.
Then, in Xingshan Temple, they fought against Jinghai and Jingyun from the Mahayana realm, broke through the golden formation of the Buddha's seal, and even had a life and death battle with the saints in the age of the saints. achievement.
Not to mention on Hengduan Mountain, who participated in the duel between Yasheng, Yin Biyue's sword pierced Rong Zhuo's skin, and Luo Mingchuan used Jialan's pupil technique to create an illusory realm at the bottom of the Meteorite Abyss.
"The speed of your practice has broken through the limits of what has been recorded in history."
The more Yin Bi thought about it, it seemed like... They've been doing things like pushing the boss over the top
Once I accept this setting, it seems to be quite emotional... a hair!
In the meditative realm of the view, he didn't know how the senior brother fought back in a desperate situation; on Hengduan Mountain, his sword power was able to be achieved because of the senior brother.
Yin Biyue looked at Luo Mingchuan, whose face was like a sinking lake. He had great confidence in his senior brother, and even faintly felt that if anyone could end this troubled world, he should be senior senior.
He just doesn't have confidence in himself.
Mr. Zhang Yuan said to Yin Biyue, "Nothing is impossible. Wei Jingfeng is at your age, and his cultivation is not enough for you..."
Yin Biyue was astonished, the master's back was looking up at the mountains, and he never thought of comparing it with him. After all, he had seen his master drinking in the Chunxiu Tower one moment, and the next moment he would ride the wind for 30,000 miles and shoot Yu Shi down the cliff with one finger.
But he couldn't restrain his curiosity, "That master's appearance?"
He originally thought that the master had crossed the calamity and became a saint very early, and his appearance was that of a boy. But according to Mr., it does not seem to be the case.
"Wei Jingfeng, at your age, accidentally ate a million-year-old Bi Liuguang, and the root bone and spiritual veins were reshaped again, reaching incredible strength, and his appearance... also stayed at that time. He was sanctified. After that, it cannot be changed.”
Yin Biyue nodded. He had eaten Minghu Qianye lotus on Chongming Mountain, which purified and widened his spiritual veins, thus increasing his cultivation speed. And Biliuguang, a plant that absorbs the spiritual energy of the world, is commonly known as 'Chengxiancao', and it is reasonable to say that it disappeared millions of years ago.
Master is really blessed with luck, and it's going against the sky!
Mr. Zhang Yuan's smile deepened, "It's good that you two know it, and don't mention it face to face in the future. Wei Jingfeng's life is the most annoying when others say his appearance."
Yin Biyue was speechless because of her curiosity. He remembered the secret that his real name was 'Li Tugen', which was also said by the master.
Is it really okay for the two of you to tear down each other like this? !
What about good friends? !
After listening to the sage's gossip, I still have to say, "I haven't reached the Mahayana realm, and I will be limited by the realm if I improve my combat power. What's more, I haven't practiced the Lingxiao sword art, and the Linyuan sword is in my hand, and its power is very powerful. Eleven and twelve…”
Mr. Zhang Yuan asked, "Is Ling Xiaojian's sword move difficult?"
Yin Biyue was startled, "It's not difficult."
In fact, it is not difficult, it is extremely simple. With his current state, as long as his limbs are coordinated and his true essence is abundant, he can use any set of sword tricks smoothly.
But that doesn't mean he really knows those sword skills. Because there is no practice for many years, it can only get its shape, not its true meaning, and it is still useless.
Every sword technique, the difficulty is the sword intent.
Yin Biyue thought that Lingxiaojian, a true immortal inheritance, did not have decades of study and understanding day after day, how could he get a first glimpse of the door
And Mr. Zhang Yuan only asked about sword moves, what was the reason
"Don't forget what your master said."
"Master said that Lin Yuan chose me."
Yin Biyue was silent after answering, and he remembered the days when he walked with Master. The flower street of Lueyang City, the moonlit Hengduan Mountain, and the perilous Donglu wasteland...
Master also said that he is the only Yin Biyue in heaven and earth.
Luo Mingchuan, who had not spoken, patted his shoulder.
Yin Biyue's thoughts calmed down.
He thought that Master had done so many things to buy time for them. Now that Mr. Zhang and many people are buying time for them, what is his hesitation
What Master can do has been done. As a disciple of Master, even if it is less than 1/10,000th of his, I should do something.
Luo Mingchuan said, "I feel that Meteorite Abyss is inextricably linked to me. Junior Brother, would you like to join me?"
Yin Biyue laughed, feeling relieved and high-spirited, "Why not!"
Before leaving, they saluted their disciples properly, and Luo Mingchuan said, "Please take care, sir."
Mr. Zhang Yuan stood in the cold north wind and did not speak.
The lights in the school were flickering, and the vast night sky was starless and moonless, and I didn't know where his eyes fell.
In Yunyang City, there are no longer thousands of bright lights, the long streets are lonely, and the distant night is full of sparks of fire. It was the torches held by the refugees on their way at night.
Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan went out of the city, and when they mentioned the real yuan flying across the sky, although it was not as fast as the Saint Realm, it was comparable to Qingyiluan traveling thousands of miles a day.
"I think a lot of people will come and kill us along the way."
"I think so too. Even if it doesn't kill us, consume us as much as possible."
'Tianluo Jiuzhuan' was enough to make Rong Zhuo feel threatened. They don't have time to cover their whereabouts, and no accident, news will soon reach Donglu.
Yin Bi more and more thought, since this is the case, it is just like when the master and the husband walked out of the East Land many years ago. Get out of the way.
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There are many mountain springs and waterfalls in Lianjian. The roar of the water in summer is like a galloping horse. In the winter, the ice is shrivelling, the river is frozen, and at a glance, it is full of smog and turquoise, crystal clear, like a pile of broken jade.
The disciples of Lianjian Sect had no intention of enjoying the wonders.
They gathered outside the door of the main hall, their purple gowns blown by the cold wind, like a sea of waves floating. In the almost repressed silence, waiting for the decision in the hall, the future of the sect.
"My sect suffered frequent disasters a few months ago. The former sect master and Old Ancestor Qu passed away, and the sect was divided. It would be unwise to fight at this time."
"My sect also has two flying boats in the sky, with 46,000 spar reserves. The boat can accommodate more than 700 people. It travels 6,000 miles a day and crosses the floating sea in one night to reach Cangya Mountain. Or go north, north Lu Shiwan's elite iron cavalry, with outstanding combat power..."
"Leave the green hills, don't worry about no firewood, sect master..."
There were four old men standing in the hall, and they all spoke out to persuade the girl in the first seat of the high-ranking to make a decision as soon as possible.
Chu Huan's betrayal led to civil unrest in the sect. If Chen Yi didn't come back in time, I'm afraid the situation would get worse. Even so, when Chu Huan left Lianjian and joined Baopuzong, he also took away a wealth of resources, and there were more than 100 elders and disciples who were willing to follow him.
In today's Lianjian Sect, the only remaining four elders are already high. They do not advocate fighting the demon cultivator alone, but suggest moving the sect to join forces with other forces.
They thought Quduiyan thought the same way.
No matter how talented she is, no matter how fast she grows, she is still a little girl. I am afraid that I have exhausted all my energy to fight against the internal turmoil. How can I have the courage to fight against foreign aggression
Unexpectedly, Quduiyan opened his mouth,
"We can go, but what about the six cities and fourteen towns under the protection of my Lianjian? What about the 180,000 households? What about the thousands of refugees who are rushing to Lianjian?"
She stood up and inspected the hall, her eyes seemed to have invisible coercion, "Have they left?"
The elder who spoke earlier felt ashamed and asked tremblingly,
"What does the master want?"
Quduiyan said solemnly, "Of course it's a battle!"
There was a half silence, no one answered.
Until another elder stood up and gave a half-salutation, "The sect master's youthful spirit is admirable. It's just that the core killing formation of our sect guarding the mountain formation method needs to use the sword intent of 'embracing the moon' to suppress the formation, and now the ancestor Qu has passed away. , whose sword intent can prevail? Please think twice before acting."
Quduiyan did not speak.
Several elders felt a little at ease, showing a faint look of satisfaction.
The next moment, without waiting to speak again, they all retreated three feet in a row! Without hesitation, the true essence was pushed to the extreme, and all of them were condensed into barriers.
They don't know why they retreat, it's just out of the practitioner's intuition of danger. As it turns out, this intuition is correct.
A fierce sword intent rose into the sky, covering the entire hall.
The knife has not fallen, there is no smoke, and there is no roar. Only the floor tiles under his feet trembled slightly, and waves appeared in the depths of the sea of knowledge.
The person who fired the knife had a calm and gentle expression, his tone was calm, and he said lightly,
"I can hold the line."
He is too ordinary, standing behind Quduiyan on weekdays, and it is easy to be ignored. But once he strikes, no one can ignore him.
He was the most successful disciple of Qujiang's true biography.
At the flower folding meeting, Chen Yi used the Shuanglan sword to use the sword intent of 'Lan Yue', which was broken by Yin Biyue's sword sage's own 'Xiaozhongshan' sword art. But he realized something in that battle, his state of mind broke through the shackles, and the sword intent went further.
Afterwards, he experienced thousands of miles of pursuit by Chu Huan and the layout of the 12th house, many times he was put to death and then reborn. His cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds.
During the civil strife in Lianjian, everyone in the world knew that Chen Yi was very strong. But because of age, it is inevitable that there is still contempt.
It was only at this moment that the four elders in the hall clearly realized that the power of this young junior was far beyond imagination.
There was silence in the hall.
Quduiyan walked out of the temple gate. The cold wind blows, the chill is piercing to the bone.
She looked at the people at the top, familiar or unfamiliar faces, young or mature, calm or confused.
This is her classmate, and they are all waiting for her decision.
She heard her own voice through the wind.
"If we start from the 'era of the end of the law', I have been in Lianjian for 100,000 years since the establishment of the school. At the beginning, it declined. I encountered strong enemy crises many times, but I never gave up. A thousand years ago, the predecessors of Qujiang retreated from the enemy three thousand miles with a sword, which made me Lianjian's prestige. There is a big earthquake, and no one dares to stand in the middle of the mainland."
"Zongmen Taoism has no reason to avoid fighting, and there is no precedent for ancestors and ancestors to escape."
She pulled out the long sword by her waist, the sword roared through the wind, and the dazzling brilliance burst out!
Like the rising sun, the sharp edge cannot be looked down upon.
The girl's voice was cold and firm, "Even if my father is gone, I will not lose the prestige of this sword!"
"Lianjian disciples, at a time when this homeland does not exist and life and death are in danger, are you willing to fight with me?!"
"I'm waiting for it!"
"I swear to follow the sect master!"
The mountains roared like thunder, and the ice hangings on the eaves of the main hall and in the forest in the distance were shattered. Lianjian Mountain seems to have snowed and rained.
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There is a sea of bamboo in the east of the southern land. When the wind blows in summer, the echoes rustle, and the fragrance fills the forest. However, the winter is cold and the bamboo sea is withered and yellowed, so there is no killing intent.
The place where Maolin Xiuzhutong is secluded is the bamboo house of the Qinglu Sword Sect.
As the sky darkened, the disciples wearing the ink-splashed landscape robes were still rehearsing the sword formation. Thousands of sword whistles echoed in the mountains.
"Qinglu Sword Sect's 10,000-year-old foundation will not perish to the generation of demon cultivators."
Song Tang said.
Cheng Tianyu said, "When the demon repair is over, we will go and avenge the master."
Facing the immortal death of Master on Hengduan Mountain was immeasurable. Song Tang was originally worried that the younger brother would not be able to survive. Later, it was discovered that both he and Zhong Shan, and the elders in the sect, underestimated the younger brother.
After Cheng Tianyu came back, he was not in a state of instability and went into a devil's way. Instead, his sword intent was tempered, and his Taoism became stronger.
Song Tang smiled and turned around and said loudly, "Thank you, Daoist Yan, for coming from thousands of miles to help."
Yan Xing jumped down from the tree, "Tsk, why are you still called Daoyou Yan?"
Cheng Tianyu thought about their plan and still had doubts, "Can this work?"
"Man, how can you say no." Yan Xing rubbed the top of his hair, "If it doesn't work, I can't change my name to Yan! ... What about that kid Zhong Shan? I haven't seen him for a day."
Song Tang's smile faded and he pursed his lips.