Zhang Xiaofan never thought that what he saw when he opened his eyes would be such a world.
Everything in front of him was not a stone cave hidden deep in the mountainside as he had imagined, but another ancient, desolate and strange place in front of his eyes.
A huge, endless and desolate Gobi was displayed in front of him. There were no trees, flowers and plants, only dark gray rocks and sandy soil. The strong wind blew across the Gobi with a whistling sound. Above the head, there is a strange sky. The thick dark purple clouds make the world feel as if it can't breathe. In the clouds, there are constantly huge white lightning strikes from the sky, rushing across the sky.
The farthest sky in the distance is a dark green halo, which is particularly bright, as if there is a bright light at the end of the darkness, and there are countless meteors passing by the sky, emitting hot and dazzling light, in the sky, turning into Brilliant and spectacular star shower.
After a while, Zhang Xiaofan slowly retracted his gaze, his shocked mood gradually calmed down, he looked forward, on the desolate Gobi, not far in front of him, there was an altar with dark gray boulders as the seat, with steps on all sides , seven floors above and below the altar, there are seven giant pillars, divided into seven colors, each of which is tens of feet high, and it takes three people to encircle it. Ordinary people on this altar look as small as ants. In the center of the altar, there is an ancient tripod with an ancient and clumsy form, but at this moment, there is a person leaning on the ancient tripod, his face is full of tiredness, he looks extremely old, and he is looking at Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan's body trembled suddenly, this seemingly very old man is indeed the current Qingyun Sect head teacher Daoxuan Daoxuan.
Reverend Daoxuan is not surrounded by cold and black air at the moment, and he looks far from his usual appearance of commanding the world, he seems to be panting all the time, seeing Zhang Xiaofan walking over, he suddenly smiled , said: "Unexpectedly, you can walk through that 'Road of the Magical Moon' on your own. It's really amazing."
Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment, turned around and looked, and saw a stone gate standing where he came from just now, different from the desolate scenery in the surrounding world, inside this stone gate, which is one foot high and six feet wide, is dark, looking from a distance, it seems faint You can also see the swirling mist of the water waves, it seems that the channel is not long.
It's just that Zhang Xiaofan looked at the darkness, and recalled the scene just now, he still felt a lingering feeling in his heart, but after a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he turned around again, and looked at Daoxuan Master.
The person in front of him can be said to have directly killed Tian Buyi, the most respected teacher in his life, and indirectly killed his wife Suru, but at the moment Daoxuan Daoxuan who looks weak but has no hostility, Zhang Xiaofan seems to have nothing in his heart Thoughts of revenge.
"Are you alright?" He walked slowly in front of Master Daoxuan, and said quietly.
Reverend Daoxuan looked at him, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his tired face, but he didn't ask him about his past grievances, instead he asked: "Why did you come here?"
Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "I think I should come, so here I come."
Reverend Daoxuan looked at him, and slowly laughed, he laughed louder and louder, shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, I should come here, hahahaha..."
He laughed recklessly and wildly, as if his expression was becoming more and more intense, Zhang Xiaofan didn't ask any more questions, didn't interrupt him, just watched quietly.
It took quite a while for Master Daoxuan's laughter to stop slowly, his face still looked very tired, but in his eyes, the strange light had begun to sharpen and brighten.
"Don't you want to avenge your master?" Reverend Daoxuan suddenly said to him calmly.
Zhang Xiaofan didn't answer, still looking at Master Daoxuan quietly, his gaze was calm and peaceful, as if there was a hint of compassion, but the monkey Xiao Hui in his arms seemed a little uneasy, moved twice, left She took his arms and climbed onto his shoulders to sit down again.
Reverend Daoxuan's body seemed to tremble slightly, and his complexion also slowly changed, the tired expression gradually disappeared, and the sharp light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. The aura that once looked down on the world seemed to be flowing backwards like a tide, and quickly returned to him.
That terrifying and invisible force, even Zhang Xiaofan standing aside, can clearly feel it from Daoxuan Master.
He stood up slowly, strands of black air emerged from his body, circling around him rapidly, violent breath reappeared, he stared at Zhang Xiaofan, smiled again, but this time, It seems a little hideous.
"Still, are you afraid?"
"Boom!" Suddenly, a loud noise burst out from behind Master Daoxuan, the ancient cauldron was instantly shattered by a huge force, the fragments flew everywhere, in the smoke, the pupils of Zhang Xiaofan's eyes shrank slightly .
A broken sword, in the original place of the ancient tripod, was inserted upside down in the hard stone seat. It looked like stone but not stone, like jade but not jade. The form was simple but it had a majesty. .
"Hahahaha..." At this moment, the thick black air had enveloped Daoxuan Master again. Amidst the maniacal laughter, he stretched out his hand, and as if with spirituality, the ancient sword of Zhuxian was shaken, and slowly pulled out by itself, flying off the ground and falling In the hands of Master Daoxuan.
"Since you are so useless, then let me send you to see your master, hahahaha..." Daoxuan Daoxuan clenched the hilt of the ancient Zhuxian sword tightly amidst the ear-piercing laughter.
In an instant, the entire huge altar trembled, and an extremely powerful force erupted. On the altar, the seven huge stone pillars lit up one by one as if they had been summoned, and the light became more and more intense. It turned into seven colorful rainbow lights, dazzling and dazzling, soaring straight into the sky.
The brilliant rainbow light soared into the sky, piercing into the deep purple clouds, and suddenly the thick clouds above the altar changed, countless clouds began to spin rapidly, and electric lights flashed one after another in the clouds, slowly cracking a huge gap, Revealed the true face above the sky.
Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky, held his breath, until now, he really understood why this place is called Huanyue Cave Mansion!
High above the sky, in the gap broken by the rainbow light driven by the great power of Zhu Xian's ancient sword, there is a flickering and changing moon, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, all kinds of colors The brilliance is flashing on this psychedelic moon, emitting beautiful and mysterious light.
And when the ancient sword of Zhu Xian drove the seven giant pillars of light into the sky, the seven-color rainbow light instantly passed through the clouds and merged into the phantom moon. Immediately, the phantom moon was full of light, and the seven-color light flickered non-stop. After a while, It turned out to be a seven-colored Qi sword in the mid-air. Wherever it passed, all the dark clouds evaded and dissipated, and there was an overwhelming power.
Zhang Xiaofan's face changed color, he was very familiar with this formation, it was the invincible Zhuxian sword formation, but right now there were no stingy swords flying all over the sky, but under the light of the magic moon, the power of this main sword was as if It was even more powerful than the Zhuxian sword array sacrificed on the Qimai mountain peak that day.
Reverend Daoxuan's eyebrows were completely enveloped in black air at this moment, and a icy laugh came from inside, which sounded even more chilling, "In this Illusory Moon Cave, the magic power of the ancient sword of Jade Immortal has increased tenfold. , Forgive you as a Daluo Jinxian, and you have no place to die, so die!"
As soon as the words fell, he swung the ancient Zhuxian sword in his hand, the situation in the world changed instantly, rumbling thunder exploded in the sky, the terrifying giant sword above the sky slowly turned his head to face Zhang Xiaofan.
Before the sword fell, the gust of wind had arrived, Zhang Xiaofan knew in his heart that this kind of destructive power cannot be easily received by manpower, so he wanted to dodge as soon as he moved, but unexpectedly, the magic moon flickered in the sky, just as he moved , a ray of rainbow light had covered him, and for a moment, it was like a mountain pressing down on him, and it actually pressed his whole life back, and the pressure was so great that he couldn't stand still, and his whole body slowly knelt down. At the foothold, the sound of "Ka Ka Ka Ka" came from the ground, within a radius of tens of zhang with Zhang Xiaofan as the center, the ground cracked countless in a blink of an eye.
The giant sword is so powerful before it arrives. After the ancient sword of Zhu Xian is broken, its power seems to be more powerful than before under the phantom moon. With this terrifying power, even if the real Daluo Jinxian comes here, it will be wiped out, but I don't know that How can fearful and terrifying power exist in this world
Although Zhang Xiaofan's Taoism is extremely high at the moment, and after experiencing life and death, his mind is reincarnated, and his practice has advanced to another level. However, this power of killing immortals is definitely not owned by human beings, and it cannot be resisted by human beings. He was helpless, so he could only sigh softly and wait for death.
It's just that at this moment of life and death, his heart is still, without the slightest fear, as if he is about to go home, and a faint smile appears on the corner of his mouth.
But it seemed that God did not want him to die like this, when Zhang Xiaofan gave up, another voice sounded in the distance.
"Brother, stop..."
The voice was young and calm, but in the voice, it sounded faintly passionate and flying, as if the speaker could easily move people's hearts and make people's blood boil with just a few words.
The power to destroy the heavens and destroy the earth, which even the gods and demons could not stop, suddenly came to a standstill. The Daoxuan Daoxuan, who seemed to have mastered the power of life and death in the world and looked down on everything, suddenly dissipated the black energy on his face at this moment. Showing an expression of disbelief, staring at Gui Li's back in astonishment, even his voice became hoarse.
"You... Brother Wan..."
The pressure on Zhang Xiaofan's body suddenly dissipated, and then the cracks under his feet closed silently, as if they had never appeared before, he didn't have time to be surprised, he turned around and looked back.
A white figure stood under the stone door through which he entered this world just now.
It was a young and handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a gentle smile on his face, but there seemed to be a passion in his eyes all the time. The strong wind on the Gobi blew past, his white clothes were fluttering, he was unremarkably chic, just standing there casually, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly had a feeling of admiration from the bottom of his heart, as if as long as he said a word, he would follow him It is also willing to cross the iron and blood battlefield in the world.
In the sky, the phantom moon flickers.
In this psychedelic space of time, in the chaotic and lost memory, the former Qingyun twins reunited again.
Reverend Daoxuan's body began to tremble slowly, the ancient Zhuxian sword he held high was slowly lowered, he walked down the altar step by step, walked towards the white figure, and never looked at Zhang Xiaofan again.
The white clothes fluttered, and the handsome face exuded a youthful radiance just like the passionate years in memory.
That light, warm and fiery, was once the most cherished place in his heart.
In his dry eyes, tears slowly welled up.
"Junior brother... is it really you?"
The young man in white stood there, did not leave the range of the Shimen, smiled on his face, and said to Master Daoxuan: "Brother, hello, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
Reverend Daoxuan's body shook for a moment, although he was still holding the ancient Zhuxian sword, the black energy on his body disappeared quickly after he saw Wan Jianyi's figure, but at the same time, Zhang Xiaofan first saw The deep tired look he had at that time also returned to his face.
He seemed to have aged ten years in this short period of time, as if the life in his body had been sucked away by the Zhu Xian in his hand.
It's just that Reverend Daoxuan obviously didn't notice the changes in his body at all. He focused all his energy on the young man in white who appeared mysteriously. He slowly stretched out his hand to touch the body in his memory, "Junior Brother... "
His voice, cut off halfway, his hand passed through the body, touching nothing but nothingness.
Reverend Daoxuan staggered, as if his footing was unstable, he barely stopped after stretching out his hand to support the stone door, panting heavily, but despair and pain flashed in his eyes.
Like a fleeting shadow, the white figure that dissipated just because he stretched out his hand to touch it appeared in front of his eyes silently, but still within the scope of the stone gate, the shadow of the young man still smiled and said: "Brother, why are you Are you still awake?"
Reverend Daoxuan looked up, his eyes were full of confusion, and he murmured: "Awake, why are you awake?"
The young man in white stared at him, and said quietly: "Brother, you have been wise for a lifetime, and you should have realized it long ago. Let it go, let go of your nostalgia for this secular world, and let go of your useless pursuit of power. The two of us cultivated together back then. , could it be these things?"
Reverend Daoxuan's body began to tremble slowly, at this moment he looked like an old old man, at the last moment of his life, struggling desperately in confusion to see the way ahead clearly.
"We... practice Taoism... for what... ah..."
The young man in white showed that gentle smile again, the expression on his face was so warm that even Zhang Xiaofan who was standing beside him trembled.
I saw that the young man in white didn't say anything, just flicked his sleeves lightly, a gust of wind blew from between the skirts, blowing away the fine sand and dust under his feet without a trace, leaving nothing but emptiness.
He looked at Daoxuan's old and tired face peacefully and calmly, and said gently: "Senior brother, put it down!"
"Snapped!"
The ancient sword of Jade Immortals, the ancient sword of Jade Immortals, which contained supreme magic power enough to destroy heaven and earth, fell from the hands of Daoxuan Master, like a common human long sword, falling to the ground like broken copper and rotten iron.
A smile slowly appeared on Daoxuan's face, that smile was peaceful and quiet, exactly the same as the smile on the face of the young man in white.
"I'm so... stupid, I waited so long to understand..." He said in a low voice, took a step forward, stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to hug something, but after a while, his body slowly fell down Go down and fall powerlessly to the ground.
All the lives dissipated from that body, but no matter what, they couldn't take away the faint and gentle smile on Daoxuan's real face.
The world was silent, and in an instant, there was only the sound of the wind whistling in the distance.
The once all-powerful figure has gone so quietly at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan stood silently by the side, watching everything that happened.
The figure of the young man in white became blurred, but it didn't dissipate. On the contrary, he silently looked at Daoxuan's body for a while, then turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan knew more or less the identity of this seemingly real and illusory figure in white, a feeling of reverence involuntarily emerged in his heart, and whispered: "Senior."
The young man in white still had a gentle smile, looked at Zhang Xiaofan with some appreciation in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Hello, child, you are really good."
For a moment, Zhang Xiaofan didn't understand why he praised himself, and didn't know what the word "good" in his words meant, so he felt a little stunned, but the young man in white didn't seem to intend to explain, he waved his hand lightly, and saw that he was lying on the bed. The ancient sword of Zhu Xian on the ground suddenly flew up as if supported by an invisible force.
The young man in white stared at the ancient sword, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and said quietly: "My child, this power of killing immortals is the supreme magical power that surpasses the heavens and the earth, it can kill immortals and demons, destroy the world, it shouldn't be It exists in the world, but since it is already here, it needs a master after all."
While speaking, the ancient sword of Zhu Xian was like floating duckweed, but it was brought by the wind and floated in front of Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, looked at the young man in white, didn't know what to say for a while, and said after a while: "Senior, you..."
The young man in white smiled and said: "Why do you think you can come here? In fact, it is because this sword summoned you, so you are the one who is destined."
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head again and again, and said: "Senior, you and Daoxuan... Master and Uncle are both amazing talents, peerless intellect, unmatched in ten thousand, better than my disciple by thousands of times, neither of you can truly Mastering the power of killing immortals, how can a disciple be stupid to take on this great task?"
The young man in white smiled slightly, and said: "Whether you can bear it or not, you will know when you pick up this ancient Zhuxian sword. The power of Zhuxian is not an ordinary thing in the world, and it is naturally very humane and can be controlled."
Zhang Xiaofan was startled, looked at the young man in white, and said, "Senior, what do you mean by that?"
The young man in white smiled and said: "Since ancient times, you are the only one who has had the opportunity to read through five volumes of the "Book of Heaven" and four volumes. If not, there are billions of creatures in the world, why is it that you are the only one who can feel the summoning words of the ancient sword of Zhu Xian?" ?”
The more Zhang Xiaofan listened, the more startled he became, he lost his voice and said: "What, do you mean to say that the ancient sword of Zhu Xian is..."
The young man in white smiled and nodded, and interrupted: "Exactly, the ancient sword of Zhu Xian is the fifth volume of the legendary book!" At this point, his face suddenly darkened again, but he quickly regained his calm, and said indifferently: " What's more, the key to truly mastering the power of Zhu Xian is not the level of one's practice, but the most important thing is the heart."
Zhang Xiaofan was puzzled, said: "Why is this?"
The young man in white said: "The power of Zhu Xian is far beyond the ordinary, and those who control it can easily look down on the world. Once such a terrifying power is in hand, they will often indulge in it unconsciously. A servant of the power of killing immortals."
He sighed softly, and said: "Back then, Senior Brother Daoxuan and I were both confident that the world was unparalleled and defiant, but we didn't know that in the end, we couldn't resist the demons in our hearts after all. The person who is here is the real master of the power of killing immortals!"
The ancient sword of Zhu Xian floated in front of Zhang Xiaofan slowly, and in the distance, the figure of the young man in white began to shake and gradually blurred, but his voice still came clearly, "Child, master this power well, when you really Once you understand the meaning of that sentence in the Heavenly Book, you will understand everything..."
The next moment, the white shadow dissipated, almost at the same time, Zhang Xiaofan solemnly stretched out his hand, and grabbed the hilt of Zhu Xian's ancient sword.
Five fingers, close together!
"boom!"
Like a lifetime of thunder, it suddenly exploded in the ears, tearing apart the entire sky, lightning flashed wildly, wind and clouds rolled, and the phantom moon was shining brightly above the sky. , enveloping Zhang Xiaofan's figure.
"Heh..."
With a long howl, the sound reached the clouds, Zhang Xiaofan flew upside down, landed on the altar, seven colorful strange pillars lit up at the same time, the beams of light were like dragons, vigorously writhing in the mid-air, as if cheering and howling.
In the depths of the brilliance, Zhang Xiaofan's figure seemed to be a bit blurred, he could only vaguely see his movements, he slowly raised the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, as the ancient sword rose, the wind and clouds in the sky were spinning more and more Hurry up, that colorful air sword that represents the peerless power to kill immortals reappears, looking down on the world, invincible!
Around the giant sword of Tianji, under the brilliance of the phantom moon, a row of huge golden fonts slowly appeared in the empty world, each of them was hundreds of feet high, straight from the sky to the ground, extremely spectacular .
The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog!
The wind and clouds are turbulent, the world is rustling, and in the depths of the brilliance, that gaze is deeply gazing at the sky and the sky!
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Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.
Looking out from Tongtian Peak, the sky in the distance is not as cloudless and blue as before. At this moment, a violent blood-red light envelopes the sky, turning into heavy dark clouds, and it is pressing towards Tongtian Peak.
There was chaos inside the Qingyun Sect. The sudden invasion of the Demon Cult this time was so ferocious that no one could have expected it. Eighth or nine out of ten elites of the righteous way were all bewitched by the mysterious and evil magic of the demon king Zong, and turned into thugs under the throne of ghosts. kill.
Originally, the righteous way had an absolute advantage over the Demon Sect, and the world suddenly turned around, but the ghost king seemed to think that this was not ordinary enough, so he used even more evil methods to confuse the minds of all the people and residents who went to Qingyun Road and the Qingyun Mountains near the Qingyun Mountains. His subordinates only know how to kill with murderous weapons, the number of them has exceeded one hundred thousand, and their power is so great that it is even more powerful than the beast monster disaster that was known as the catastrophe of heaven and earth back then.
As for the Qingyun Sect, there are only some disciples of the Qingyun Sect and some surviving friends of the orthodox way. The elites of the famous sects are all empty. Even if it is a giant such as Tianyin Temple, there are not more than a dozen people here at this moment. There are a group of monks, including the abbot Puhong, the divine monk Pukong, and the younger generation Faxiang, Fashan and others. Among the group of monks, there is another dry old monk who is silent and has been standing on the side of Master Puhong. beside.
Hearing the arrival of the monks from Tianyin Temple, there was a commotion in the Qingyun Sect. For many years, Tianyin Temple and Qingyun Sect have always been on good terms. After arriving at Tianyin Temple, all the monks couldn't help being dumbfounded.
In front of everyone in the Qingyun sect, apart from Xiao Yicai, who is temporarily handling affairs of Nagato, there are Zeng Shuchang, the head of Fenghui Peak, and Master Shuiyue, the head of Xiaozhu Peak, who are currently the highest seniority of Qingyun sect. Uncle Zeng looked around and saw that the faces of the monks in Tianyin Temple were dusty, but most of the monks were covered with bloodstains. It was obvious that they had gone through one or several hard battles before coming here. Thinking of the crowd of monks in Tianyin Temple, only these people came, could it be...
Uncle Zeng took a step forward, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Puhong, you... this..."
Master Puhong was very calm, he folded his palms together and said calmly: "This catastrophe has occurred again, and the world is devastated. The monks in our temple originally wanted to save the common people, but the way is one foot higher than the devil, and most of the disciples have passed away. After that, he said "Amitabha Buddha" lightly.
Uncle Zeng was dumb, and then there was a look of pain on his face, Xiao Yicai forced himself to be calm, although his heart sank slowly, he still forced a smile and said: "Anyway, it's good that the masters are here, please go in first! "
Master Puhong and other monks of Tianyin Temple clasped together and saluted. At that moment, everyone walked back to the Yuqing Hall. Behind them, the blood-colored red cloud on the distant sky pressed a little closer.
Master Shuiyue walked a few steps, suddenly felt something, and looked back, only to see that Lu Xueqi, who was following her, had walked to the railing next to the stone steps at some point, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, dazed, not knowing where she was. Think about something.
Master Shuiyue just wanted to call her, but suddenly his expression darkened, as if thinking of something, he walked over quietly, walked behind Lu Xueqi, and called softly: "Xueqi."
Lu Xueqi woke up with a start, turned her head to look at Master Shuiyue, and said in a low voice: "Yes, Master, the disciple will go in now."
After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to walk towards Yuqing Palace, but Master Shuiyue had a look of pity on his face, but when he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Lu Xueqi's hand and held her.
Lu Xueqi was a little surprised, she turned her head and said, "Master, what's wrong?"
Master Shuiyue sighed softly, seeing no one around, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Xueqi, you can go now!"
Lu Xueqi was startled, and said: "Master, where do you want the disciple to go?"
Master Shuiyue turned to the distance, watched the ferocious red cloud rolling over, and said indifferently: "Leave Qingyun Mountain, go to the place you want to go, be with the person you miss in your heart, and live a good life!" She said slowly Turning slowly to look at Lu Xueqi, said: "Don't come back again."
Lu Xueqi's face turned pale for a moment, and tears flickered in her eyes, but after a while, she finally shook her head slowly and said in a low voice: "Master, I won't go, I want to be with you."
Master Shuiyue smiled wryly, and said: "Silly boy, Master has lived such a long time, even if he dies, it is nothing, but you are still so young, and you have someone who truly misses you, listen to Master's words, and leave Qingyun Go and be with him!"
Lu Xueqi clenched her teeth tightly, her lips trembling slightly, it seemed that Master Shuiyue's words seemed to her a temptation that she couldn't refuse at all, and it haunted her forever, wasn't it all for that kind of life
However, after all, she was still slowly, as if it was extremely difficult, but she still shook her head slowly, then turned around and walked towards the Yuqing Hall. Master Shuiyue looked at her thin and fragile back, let out a long sigh, and slowly shook his head with a sad expression.
Standing on the same spot for a while, she sighed softly, and walked towards the Yuqing Hall. Halfway there, she stopped suddenly and looked at the railing at the other corner far away from the Yuqing Hall. In a secluded place, there is another man and a woman standing quietly together, talking in a low voice, and they don't know what they are talking about.
And those two people, the woman is Wen Min, a disciple of Master Shuiyue, and the man is Song Daren from Dazhu Peak. Judging from the expressions of the two of them, there is a hint of tenderness, and there is not much fear of impending death. Instead, they seem to cherish the moment even more A short time in general.
At least, there was a gentle smile on their faces.
Master Shuiyue felt a pain in his heart again. He looked at the two for a long time, silently, and slowly walked into the Yuqing Hall.
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In the Yuqing Hall, everyone has already taken their seats. Master Puhong was highly respected, and everyone pushed him to take the main seat, but Master Puhong refused to accept, and finally left the main seat empty, and everyone sat down one by one on both sides.
Uncle Zeng coughed and said, "Master, may I ask if the vicinity of Tianyin Temple has also been attacked by demons?"
Master Pu Hong folded his palms together and said: "Blessed by my Buddha's mercy, the evil claws have not harmed the people near Tianyin Temple. The monks in our temple have heard that the evil people of the evil sect have committed crimes and killed lives again. In order to protect the common people in the world, they went to stop them. Unexpectedly This time, the Demon Cult's demon law is so powerful that it has harmed many disciples, alas... this old man has sinned a lot!"
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect showed regret, Xiao Yicai persuaded: "Master, don't blame yourself, all the senior brothers who passed away deserved their death, and they should go to the Western Paradise. The most urgent thing right now is to deal with the current crisis."
Master Puhong sighed, nodded, and then looked hopeful on his face, looked at the people of Qingyunmen, and said: "The situation is critical now, the common people are in dire straits, looking at the world, only senior brother Daoxuan of your sect can perform Execute the Immortal Sword Formation, show off your might, only then can we turn the crisis around and save all beings, please!"
After he finished speaking, he made a deep salute, but when he said this, everyone in Qingyun Sect looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what to say.
Soon, Master Puhong realized that the situation was not right, and asked in astonishment, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Yicai gave a wry smile, and said: "Master doesn't know something, there is also a change in our Qingyun Sect, the old man, my benefactor... has been missing for many days."
The monks in Tianyin Temple were shocked, and Master Puhong said in astonishment, "How could this be?"
Xiao Yicai showed a look of helplessness, and said: "Now that the matter is up to now, I will not hide it from you masters. Ever since the beast monster catastrophe master used the Immortal Execution Sword Formation to retreat from the enemy, the old man has become a little strange, and his behavior is very different from usual. It's okay to be weird at first, but after my teacher and his old man did some... strange things, he disappeared and there is no news from him."
Master Puhong was silent, stunned and unable to speak, Daoxuan Daoxuan possessed supernatural powers all over his body, and the world looked sideways, how could he become like this, it's just unimaginable? But Xiao Yicai and others obviously don't seem to be lying. Looking at their embarrassing expressions, the "strange" thing they said is not something that can be tolerated easily, but the most important thing is that after the disappearance of Daoxuan, the current what should i do
Master Puhong's expression changed suddenly, he raised his head and said to the Qingyun sect: "Then... I don't know if the ancient sword of Zhuxian is still there, is there any sage in your sect who can hold this sword formation of Zhuxian?"
This time, Xiao Yicai did not speak, and it was Uncle Zeng who was beside him sighing, and said: "Master, there is something unknown. The ancient sword of Jade Immortals has always been kept by me, the head teacher of the Qingyun Sect, and passed down from generation to generation. Outsiders cannot touch it. The sword also disappeared along with Senior Brother Daoxuan; besides, the urge to hold the Zhuxian Sword Formation requires supernatural powers, which cannot be cultivated without peerless talents. In the past hundred years of our sect... only Senior Brother Daoxuan can cultivate to this level , I’m ashamed, I’m powerless!”
Master Puhong's last ray of hope was shattered, he was stunned for a while, and then said in a low voice: "If this is really the case, isn't the defeat already doomed, is it true that disaster is imminent for all people in the world?"
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect remained silent, all of them looked solemn and lowered their heads.
In Yuqing Hall, the air was extremely solemn for a moment, but at this moment, a desperate cry suddenly came from a distance, followed by a ferocious roar, like thousands of wild beasts rumbling.
A disciple of Qingyun with a look of despair stumbled into the Yuqing Palace and shouted in a trembling voice: "The devil, the devil from the demon sect has come up the mountain..."
All the people stood up together in an instant, all of them showed expressions of astonishment and disbelief. Slowly, a breath of despair pervaded the majestic Yuqing Palace.
Could it be that there is really no hope at all, and everything just perishes
Behind the crowd, Lu Xueqi quietly turned around and looked into the distance. There was no fear on her face, only a touch of gentle yearning.