Under the early morning sunshine, the village is full of life with the sound of chickens crowing, dogs barking and being beaten one after another.
The middle-aged scribe took the lead, followed by the white-faced scholar, walking together on the dusty village road. Their steps were steady and powerful, as if they were stepping on heavy years.
The middle-aged scribe is tall and burly, with wrinkles on his face, like a landscape painting, showing all the vicissitudes of life. His eyes are deep and bright, as if there are endless stories hidden there. The white-faced scholar is gentle, elegant, and has a delicate face, as if he has not aged. His
He behaves politely and speaks with grace.
The two walked and talked, discussing the current situation, life, and the future.
These two people are naturally the Ghost King and the first protector of the Cat King Sect: Qinglong. The two talked about it all night, but in the end they still had no clue. Now they want to go to Baguio's courtyard to ask what Elvis King means.
According to common sense, the little ancestor is usually either fishing or fooling around with Baguio. In the past three years, I don’t know what this person and the cat are busy with all day long. Sometimes no one is seen for ten and a half months.
Although he was a father, he naturally felt a sense of awe when faced with Elvis Presley's unrivaled power, which far surpassed his own. Naturally, he did not dare to go and pay homage to him.
If it weren't for the Maowang Sect's unprecedented opportunity in a century, and that from now on all of them could live openly and openly under the sun, he wouldn't actually want to come.
too much stress!
"Hey!" The two sighed at the same time, and then looked at each other.
But, I have to come!
When the black-hearted old man greatly increased his strength and unified the Holy Sect, he led thousands of demon sect elites to attack the Qingyun Sect and dominate the world. The Ghost King was one of them, even though he was just an unknown soldier shouting from behind.
To this day, every sleepless night, he is often awakened by that terrifying dream.
Before the war started, everyone was full of confidence. After all, there were so many masters, and the black-hearted old man and his wife also mastered two artifacts, the Bloodthirsty Bead and the Albizia Bell, which were comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.
Some leaders have even begun to discuss how to allocate the territory of Zhongzhou in the future.
It was easy after going up the mountain. The strength of the four major sects of the Holy Religion was definitely far greater than that of the Qingyun Sect. Everyone was chatting and laughing along the way, and even some members of the Hehuan Sect were planning to go to Xiaozhu Peak first to find two little nuns.
Discuss major issues of human ethics.
A glass of wine afterwards will make you happy forever.
Then, Tian Chengzi, the leader of the Qingyun Sect of that generation, appeared. Holding a long sword that looked like stone but not stone, he flew into the air and stood upright in front of everyone in the Holy Cult.
A man with a single sword is as majestic as a prison!
Zhuxian Ancient Sword!
The legendary ancient sword of killing immortals that is unparalleled and indestructible, the supreme immortal weapon used to subjugate demons and demons in the righteous way, finally reappears in the world. A beam of light flows quietly like gentle water from the legendary ancient sword.
, passed to Chengzi that day.
"God-given sword, kill evil spirits!"
Although everyone in the Holy Sect is a little timid, there are so many masters together, and there is also the old man with a black heart, the best master in the world, and two Nine Heavens Divine Weapons. Such a powerful person, such a magical weapon!
No matter how powerful the Zhuxian Sword Formation is, can Tian Chengzi still be able to kill them all before his strength is exhausted?
No big deal!
Thinking of this, everyone immediately puffed up their chests, put their hearts in their stomachs, and started scolding. Many people who came from the market were scolding harshly. In short, they almost wanted to fight with the Qingyun Sect for eighteen generations, from old men to old women.
The cats, dogs and cats on the mountain, as well as the water unicorn, develop various relationships beyond friendship.
After all, it is the Holy Sect. All things in the world are harmonious and unique. They are all equal and there is no choice!
Tian Chengzi's face was as usual and his expression was peaceful. He held the Zhuxian in his hand and raised his sword to point at everyone. He had such a calm expression, like an immortal who cannot be blasphemed.
Then, the majestic purple energy first rose from the mountain behind Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain. It was as fast as lightning and its momentum was unparalleled. It soared into the sky, like a huge purple pillar standing upright from the sky, and suddenly appeared in this vast world.
Purple gas steamed, flowed turbulently, rose through the air, and finally landed on the ancient Zhuxian sword that looked like stone but not stone.
The next moment, the Ancient Zhuxian Sword lit up. Even though they were far away, countless human beings could still feel that there was something touching the ancient sword high in the sky.
Wake up slowly from a long slumber.
On the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, light bloomed, illuminating Tian Chengzi's face.
He was dressed in a dark green Taoist robe that was blowing in the wind, making a hunting sound. He held a sword in his right hand, with a solemn expression, and clenched the sword formula in his left hand. His low voice came from the sky and the earth, like a Sanskrit chant, like a strange mantra, and echoed far away.
Suddenly, he waved the sword technique in his left hand and pierced the sky. Almost at the same time, six-colored rays of light rose simultaneously from the other six towering peaks of the Qingyun Mountain Range. They penetrated the sky like a rainbow, came through the sky, and streaked across the sky.
The long trajectory finally landed on the ancient sword of killing immortals.
In an instant, the Zhuxian ancient sword was swallowed up by the dazzling brilliance, like the rising sun falling into the world, unable to be seen. The brilliant light burst out from the ancient sword, and immediately dispersed the black air that was originally hovering at one end of the sky without a trace.
trace.
In the strong light, the seven-color light merged into one, rising up in the dazzling white light, and turned into a huge seven-color sword in the sky, with brilliant light and flashing rainbow light.
Then, under the continuous injection of spiritual energy from the Seven Meridians Mountain Peak, the huge colored main sword began to gradually grow larger, and in the process of growing larger, various small monochromatic swords were gradually separated, more and more, densely packed.
began to spread across the sky.
Tian Chengzi said coldly: "Under the Zhuxian Sword, demons and evil spirits have never escaped alive. If you are smart, you will surrender and live in isolation in Qingyun Mountain for the rest of your life. I will spare your life."
Facing the general trend of heaven and earth, everyone in the Holy Cult was a little timid at first, but after hearing these words, they suddenly relaxed a little.
Are you being asked to surrender before a fight? This guy must have some scruples!
In the Holy Religion, there is no such thing as being merciful and lenient. Since you have offended someone, you will find a way to punish them all over the house, not even a single earthworm can be spared.
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The black-hearted old man naturally had the same idea. This Immortal Killing Sword Formation is so powerful, most of its power is probably placed under the decoration outside, just to scare people.
But who is he? The unification of the Holy Religion, the first person in the Holy Religion in three hundred years, whose hands are stained with countless blood. It’s just a sword formation, and you want him to surrender without mercy?
Think he is scared?
happy!
"Don't talk nonsense. You are an old guy who is hundreds of years old and you are still acting like a mother-in-law. If you want to be beaten, you will be beaten. After the beating, I am still waiting to go home for dinner! Rubbish!"
Tian Chengzi smiled coldly, stabbed the sky with a sword in his right hand, and swung it slowly.
As the light on the ancient sword Zhuxian Sword flashed dazzlingly, the sound of thunder began to be heard faintly in the sky. Above the entire sky, there was a rumble and roar, and the powerful Zhuxian Sword Formation rotated together, especially the seven-color main sword which was even more radiant.
Sheng, cannot be seen visually.
In the white light, from the ancient sword Zhu Xian, a purple air suddenly rose up into the sky and went straight into the Zhu Xian sword formation. In an instant, purple air swords gathered within a radius of ten feet.
Immediately afterwards, the other six colors of light rose up one by one, flashing dazzlingly, flying into the sky, and instantly formed a seven-star position in the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Each was a huge single-color sword formation, majestic.
The wind and clouds are howling, and the strong wind is hunting.
There was a sudden thunder in the silent place, roaring loudly, like the hearts of thousands of people shaking, sword light flowing in the sky, colorful lights shining, countless colorful air swords streaking across the sky, roaring down.
Like the wrath of the sky, it rushes in. Purple Qi leads the way, and it can't be seen at a glance, and its power is astonishing. But behind Zi, every ten feet away, there is a colored sword Qi gathering and flying towards it, roaring and surging, it is no longer
It is beyond human imagination.
Looking at this almost devastating scene, no one in the Holy Cult could change their expressions, and their palms became sweaty.
"Block it, with such a momentum, he may make one move at most!" The black-hearted old man has amazing eyesight, and he can see the reality of this sword formation at a glance.
Unfortunately, life is bad.
"Boom~"
With one move, the entire holy religion collapsed.
All the members of the Holy Cult were demoralized. From the major sect leaders to the disciples, they all wished their parents would have two more legs and ran away like crazy. In the end, Wan Jianyi and his five juniors were even allowed to rush into the Holy Cult, openly and openly.
Just inscribe the words on the sacred statue of the Virgin, and no one dares to stop it.
Why does the current Ghost King want to turn to the right path so much? What he is afraid of is the Immortal Killing Sword Formation. Although that thing has never been moved in history, no one knows whether it can move.
Who is not afraid of death?
"Sect Master, do you think Senior Cat King can block the Immortal Killing Sword Formation? Is it too dangerous for him to take the young lady to visit the ceremony?" Qinglong suddenly worried.
Having watched Baguio grow up since childhood, he still cared a little about the little girl, although not much.
The Ghost King glanced at him: "How about you go?"
Qinglong smiled awkwardly: "I think that senior Elvis Presley seems a bit unreliable."
"Nonsense!" The Ghost King immediately shouted loudly: "Ye Ye, brilliant and powerful, saved my Ghost King Zong from water and fire. He is a very benevolent, generous and benevolent man, how can he be unreliable!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the water in the small river next to him suddenly surged. The originally peaceful flowing river created waves one foot high, and the water was churning.
Both of them stopped, stared at the rising tide of the river, and fell into deep thought.
According to usual habits, Le Ye should be fishing at this time, so the water in the river has risen by one foot. Is it because he spread the bait?
The Ghost King raised his head and glanced at Qinglong. The two looked at each other in confusion.
This Le Ye does seem a bit unreliable!
...
Leyao courtyard.
Under the big locust tree, a girl in a green dress was quietly playing the flute.
The sunlight shines through the leaves and shines on her face, making her look more beautiful and charming. The sound of the flute is melodious, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story.
The girl's tender fingers flicked gently on the flute, and each finger was like a flowing string, playing a beautiful melody.
Under the big locust tree, a little bird stopped on the branch, as if attracted by the girl's flute. It tilted its head, listening to the beautiful music, as if thinking about something.
A breeze blew by, and the leaves swayed with the wind, as if they were playing beautiful music with the girl.
"Pa~"
The little yellow cat appeared, slapped the little bird and flew it into the sky, then leaned back and rubbed the girl's neck, feeling aggrieved.
The sound of the flute stopped.
Baguio smiled and touched the little yellow cat's head: "What's wrong, who dares to bully me, Le Ye, the majestic Cat King Sect?"
Hearing this, the little yellow cat was immediately filled with indignation.
"Wow!"
[According to the rules of the fishing world, I threw so much bait, but those fish didn't sacrifice at least two boys and girls.
How presumptuous! I’m going to drink all the water in the river soon to see if they dare to tease this great fairy cat like this in the future!
Damn it, this cat is in a bad mood right now. Although it has nothing to do with you, can you apologize to me?】
Baguio:???
The girl was a little silent for a moment.
"Miss, miss, it's not good. All the fish in the village's river have floated up. The veterinarian checked and said they were all knocked unconscious by heavy objects."
Little yellow cat:......
Baguio:......
The Ghost King and Qinglong who just came over:...
Is it outrageous or Le Ye is outrageous!
"Haha, Elvis Presley is indeed a wise man. Even the way he feeds the fish is different. It's bitter first and then sweet. When you remember the bitter, you think of the sweet. Maybe this is the true meaning of life.
He is also imparting enlightenment in his daily life, it’s so good, it’s so good!” The Ghost King applauded lightly and praised.
The little yellow cat was furious.
He was obviously fishing, who said he was feeding the fish? Slander!
Baguio lightly covered her mouth and quickly suppressed her laughter.
"Haha, Dad, why do you have time to come to my small courtyard today? Recently, more and more pigs have been sold in various places, and the blood pool has been dug deeper and deeper. Have you made great progress in your cultivation?"
When talking about this, the Ghost King became interested.
"Haha, of course, with so much energy and blood to train the body, and the Thousand Pig Soul Banner to increase strength and baptize the spirit. Now the overall strength of our Ghost King Sect has increased by at least 30% compared to more than three years ago.
I have to thank senior Elvis Presley for sitting behind the scenes and strategizing!"
Having said this, the Ghost King felt a little emotional.
The little yellow cat raised its head and looked directly at the sky.
Guess you know the truth!
"However, Yao'er, a big event happened recently, and my father came here just to discuss it with you.
The Qingyun Sect will hold a Qingyun Ceremony that happens once every six years in two years. The head of Daoxuan personally invites us, the Cat King Sect, to participate in this grand event, which is equivalent to standing on the right path for us, so we must go.
But who will go? I discussed it with your Uncle Qinglong, but I still wasn’t sure about the candidate, so I thought of coming over to discuss it with Senior Elvis Presley.
After all, our Elvis Sect is the Elvis Sect of our predecessors."
The little yellow cat suddenly became a little nervous.
Look, this is called being sensible!
It's better to be a male and be obedient. Unlike these beautiful and lovely females, they always have to take a bath and wash their feet. Good night. If you are tired, go to bed.
Baguio was startled and carefully looked at the humble expressions of his father and Qinglong. After thinking for a while, he understood.
"Shua~"
A stone sword that was neither stone nor jade appeared in Baguio's hand, and he let out a joyful sword chant.
"Here, Dad, are you and Uncle Qinglong afraid of this Immortal Killing Sword?"
Ghost King:???
Qinglong:???
After a moment of silence, their eyes became brighter and brighter.
The Qingyun Sect, the leader of the righteous path, and the three major sects are powerful in the world. From today on, the Mao Wang Sect is justice!
With the sharp sword in hand, we can punish all parties!
