In the sleeves, the big sleeves were bulging, and the sound of tearing and cracking silk could be heard endlessly. The bright moon was like a rolling ball, bumping around. Liu Xianyang stretched out his fingers and pressed against the sleeves. The bright moon in the sleeves gradually calmed down. Finally, because of the loss of the female ghost,

Controlled by the mind, it is like water without a source, bursting into pieces in the sleeves, scattering countless snow-white moonlights in the small world, the moonlight slightly seeping through the sleeves, like the sun and moon growing in the pot of a mountain immortal master.

As for the other "Liu Xianyang", he walked along the long river of time with the female ghost. The two of them went down the river together and saw her life events one by one.

A female sword cultivator from Full Moon Peak, her five to six hundred years of monasticism seemed to be a long time, but in fact it only lasted for a moment in her mind. And if Liu Xianyang hadn't been moved and changed his mind, she would have been there for so long.

Aware of the situation in the dream, Liu Xianyang casually handed out a sword in the dream, and she would be wiped out by at least a hundred years of Taoism with one sword, and many souls would be chopped into pieces. Moreover, she was already decayed, and it seemed that she was just suffering.

How can the supported soul withstand Liu Xianyang's swords in his dream?

Liu Xianyang sighed, stopped, and softly called out her name, and a long river of time stopped. The female ghost who was leisurely looking back on her entire life suddenly "awoke" and looked around, only to realize that she was not a woman who had just entered the Dragon Gate.

The female cultivator who was in the highest realm was not surrounded by the junior sister who was looking forward to the future together just now, let alone the Full Moon Peak. She wanted to use the natal flying sword, but found that the "Kuze" that depended on the master was still in the natal aperture.

In the acupuncture point, her mind moved slightly. No matter how she pulled her, it seemed as if a mountain had blocked the door of the Qi Mansion, and the flying sword could not come out to kill the enemy no matter what.

Liu Xianyang glanced at "Tianwai" and said with a smile: "There is still some time left, so I will show you the real mountain scenery."

The reason for making an exception is that this female ghost may be "Liu Yu" from a certain future in Zhengyang Mountain.

The next moment, she only felt the scene around her change, and then her heartstrings tightened and she was suffocated to the point of breathlessness.

In just a moment, a ghost whose sword heart was still at the Nascent Soul realm collapsed on the spot.

On that endless battlefield, countless golden gods were high in the sky, and countless monsters were on the ground. They were fighting constantly between heaven and earth, and corpses were everywhere, like mountains.

The place where she and Liu Xianyang stood was actually on the tip of a great demon holding a magic sword. The great demon, who was several thousand feet tall, stepped on the mountain with one foot, stretched out his arm and raised the sword with a pair of scarlet eyes.

His eyes were hot, and he looked up at the sky, full of fighting spirit.

Liu Xianyang asked calmly: "Situ Wenying, I brought you here because you are not a swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain. Do you have anything else you want to say at the end?"

As far as the two men could see, the battle was fierce.

It's just that Liu Xianyang is used to strange things, but the ghost swordsman named Situ Wenying is frightening. Just seeing the scenery, he is already dizzy and loses his Taoist heart.

There is a god with a pair of golden eyes in colorful armor, standing on the earth, spreading his palm to draw a bright star river from the sky, holding it as a long whip, swinging it high, whipping the earth, breaking the earth into pieces and creating ravines.

There was a huge god in the shape of a woman. When she fell to the ground while riding the wind, the sea of ​​clouds was densely covered high above, and tens of thousands of golden lightning fell to the ground in an instant, as if the sky and the earth were connected.

The big demon grabbed the "tiny" body of the god with one hand. After tearing it open, he threw away half of it. The remaining half was put into his mouth and chewed. However, he was impaled by a golden halberd that fell from the sky at an angle.

Chest, it actually smiled ferociously, leaned forward, tore its body apart, then grabbed the halberd with its backhand, stomped on the ground, and threw it back to a golden god in the sky. Before being caught by the latter, dozens of people were standing there.

The lower gods were passed through. After the halberd owner's gods took over, they didn't even look at the corpses of the gods hanging on the halberd. They just flicked their wrists to scatter the string of "candied haws" on the weapon in their hands.

…

She trembled: "Is this your natal flying sword?"

Liu Xianyang twitched the corners of his lips, "Otherwise? Did a Jade Pure Land fall from the sky out of thin air, and I, Liu Xianyang, happened to catch it in my hands?"

She was speechless and silent for a long time. In the end, knowing that she was going to die, she actually laughed and said, "It ends like this, what an unexpected surprise."

Liu Xianyang squatted down and said, "I finally understand the meaning of those words."

Yesterday I was there at Guoyunlou. I was lying on a wicker chair with my friend while drinking and chatting. Anyway, it was idle time. The two best friends chatted about everything.

After finally drinking and getting tipsy, Chen Pingan looked at the sky with a smile and said something from his heart.

He said that interesting things and meaningful things are not easy to do.

An interesting and difficult thing may not be meaningful if it is done. But if a meaningful thing is done, it must be very interesting.

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The groups of immortal masters who watched the ceremony on Full Moon Peak could even clearly feel the aftertaste of the earthquake trembling on the other side of Yixian Peak.

As for Bo Yun Peak and Shui Long Peak, two groups of mountain gods and water gods from all over the continent gathered together. They are more sensitive to the movement of mountains and water. Compared with ordinary monks, it is more difficult to determine the consequences of a sword inquiry. It is enough.

Changing the landscape over time.

Jiang Yun, who was born from the side branch of Yunlin Jiang family, and Fu Nanhua from Laolongcheng were both outsiders who went to Lizhu Cave to look for opportunities. In addition, the two sides had met on the battlefield of Dadu, so they were half acquaintances.

Standing side by side for a while, looking at the magnificent Sword Asking scroll in front of them, Fu Nanhua asked softly: "Both of them are Nascent Soul Sword Immortals?"

Jiang Yun nodded, "Without a doubt."

Maybe Liu Xianyang is not the only one.

However, Jiang Yun's interest is not in that sword fighting, but in Zhengyang Mountain's Zushan Formation, which is similar to a soldier's armor pill with at least a half-immortal soldier rank.

As for being scattered by the sword light and being bombarded with magic spells, it would be fun to wait until the end of the war and guests from all peaks to climb the mountain to watch the ceremony. There will be potholes all over the place, especially the Xian family's mansion halfway down the mountain, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

I never thought that the most boring thing of watching a ceremony on the mountain could become so interesting.

As expected, don't mess with anyone but the "younger generation" who came out of Lizhu Dongtian.

Not to mention Song Jixin of Nipingxiang who is already the king of Dali, there is Ma Kuxuan who was born in Xinghuaxiang, and then Xie Ling of Taoyexiang. In the past few years, he traveled alone, slaying demons and demons with magical powers.

There are endless incidents, and they are extremely decisive. There are still two pure warriors from the Yang family medicine shop who once caused a big disturbance on the mountain at an ancient battlefield site. As for Zhao Yao of Fulu Street, after he returned to his hometown to serve as an official of Dali

, he was even more ruthless when dealing with disputes on the mountain. I never thought that there would be another Liu Xianyang today.

Fu Nanhua's bloated wife was sitting with Wei Liang in the viewing pavilion. Jiang Sheng asked: "When will Liu Xianyang be able to fight all the way to the top of the sword?"

Wei Liang laughed in his heart and said: "Little Jiang, why are you so anxious? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, just wait patiently."

That Liu Xianyang clearly has a lot of energy.

Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up, "Is there any hot tofu to eat?"

Wei Liang nodded and said, "It might even burn your mouth, or even your hands when you hold a bowl."

Jiang Sheng shook his head and said: "It's impossible. Even if the man named Liu is a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, it's just a fluke that he can reach the top of the sword."

Regarding the background of Zhengyang Mountain, the Yunlin Jiang family naturally knew everything, and she was the most doted on by the ancestor of the Jiang family. In addition, she was forced to marry the old Longcheng.

, the ancestor has always felt guilty. Every time she returned to her parents' home to visit her relatives, the old head of the Jiang family, who had a heavy workload, would take time out to personally accompany Jiang Sheng to relax.

Wei Liang smiled and said: "There are only two types of immortal families in the world, mountain tops and loose sands. Even if it is a wealthy mountain family with the prefix Zong, in fact, as long as it reaches a certain critical point, it will instantly become disheartened. The former has Tongyezhou Yugui

Zong, Taiping Mountain, Baopingzhou Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, as for the latter, there are many, but some are shallow and some are deep. Zhengyang Mountain belongs to the latter of the latter.

"If Liu Xianyang is the only one who asks for swordsmanship today, he will indeed not reach that critical point. Just like what Xiao Jiang said, if he stops at the top of the first line of swords, he will at most make a big fuss and either be left behind by Zhengyang Mountain or be killed by the Longquan Sword Sect.

If someone brings it down the mountain, it will add something to talk about after dinner on Aopingzhou Mountain."

When Wei Liang said this, he looked at the young sword cultivator standing on the steps of the First Line Peak, "Of course, Liu Xianyang is already very powerful. Only two Jade Pu realm swordsmen under fifty years old could do it before."

Jiang Sheng was shocked when she heard this. Is Liu Xianyang a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal? Is it just the bigger shock, or the "previous two" that Wei Liang called, she couldn't help but ask: "Two? Isn't there only Wei and Jin in Fengxue Temple?"

Wei Liang chuckled and said, "It seems that your ancestor of the Jiang family still doesn't feel sorry for little Jiang enough."

Jiang Sheng asked curiously: "Who is it? Where is he now? How come such a young swordsman doesn't have any fame at all?"

Wei Liang gave the lie, "far away in the horizon, close in front of us, and now he is somewhere in the mountains. This guy is like...bringing a big bowl of hot tofu to the house as a guest, but the host doesn't want to eat it."

If you are not careful when eating, you will not only burn your mouth, but you may also burn your liver and intestines."

Jiang Sheng suddenly said: "I was still wondering why Uncle Wei was willing to take time out of his busy schedule to come to Zhengyang Mountain to waste his time."

Wei Liang nodded, squinted his eyes and sighed: "I have to come, because I need to learn from a young man the method of dismantling things to make the most of them."

Wei Liang, the "grandfather, son, and grandson, are all the same person", a Legalist monk who has been the governor of the Qingluan Kingdom for generations. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself and said: "I am really angry to death. Back then,

That boy is such a simple and honest person. Well, now I can hold my nose and humbly ask him about this knowledge."

On the side of Xianfengjian Pavilion, the sect master Bamboo Emperor saw the female ghost who had made great contributions to the mountain gate. His eyes were full of pity and guilt. He felt pity that she was a woman but had a pitiful life experience and was reduced to this. He felt guilty that he was the sect master and the jade creature.

In Pujing, today she still needs to leave Xiaogushan to lead the sword with Liu Xianyang.

Xia Yuancui's expression was complicated. This involved a long-lasting secret of the sect. Even Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu, such powerful elders of Zhengyang Mountain, only had some private speculations, and no one would mention it easily.

, I only know that the woman, a ghost cultivator from the Nascent Soul Realm, took over the position of the oil refueling woman incognito.

After the old ape in white saw her, he looked unhappy and said to several old swordsmen in his heart: "Her miserable life is not hers alone. It is related to the great formation of Zushan. Once her soul is gone, she will be killed."

It will fundamentally damage the hub of the formation. Not to mention the loss of the immortal money, why did the sect leader waste the energy of a mountain like this, and who will make up for it afterwards?"

Xia Yuancui, who had always been serious about the city, had a look of anger on his face for the first time, and said: "Yuan Gongfeng's words are a bit hurtful."

This behind-the-scenes priest, the female Yuanying Sword Cultivator, who according to the genealogy record has passed away long ago, secretly serves as the cheerleader of Zhengyang Mountain.

The implication is that the fragrant oil added to it is the ancestor worship oil lamp in the Ancestral Hall of Yixianfeng, which can replenish the incense on a mountain.

She came from Full Moon Peak and was once one of Xia Yuancui's most proud direct descendants. She was the senior sister of the woman who was killed by Li Tuanjing himself and then exposed her body to the sun in Fengleiyuan Square.

Both of them had the opportunity to take over the position of peak master from their master, Xia Yuancui, who wanted to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. They helped with the general affairs and were even expected to become the mountain master. You must know that among the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, the current sect master, the Bamboo Emperor,

Although he has excellent sword training qualifications, he is still not the most qualified swordsman.

It's just that their road was bumpy, one died and the other was filled with resentment. They chose to embark on a road of death and became the inhuman and ghostly people they are today.

Because they, or the entire Zhengyang Mountain, met the Feng Lei Yuan sword cultivator, Li Tuanjing, who was destined to be against them.

The Bamboo Emperor advised: "Uncle Xia, Yuan Chongfeng never talks about the situation or the person."

In the past, all men and women were allowed to serve as tiffany men. They must be swordsmen. Once they hold this position, they are equivalent to a half-dead person, because not only will their name be removed from the ancestral hall's genealogy, they will be written off, and they will find an excuse at random, such as the retreat fails, the soldiers are separated from the world.

.And every time he shows up to hand over the sword, what he does is often extremely dangerous, and every time he does it, he is risking his life.

Before Xia Yuancui and Zhuhuang entered the Jade Pure Realm respectively, and after she turned into a ghost, she was actually the most lethal swordsman in Zhengyang Mountain. Her existence was to deal with Li Tuanjing's most likely question of Jianzheng.
To be continued...