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The mountain stream is so quiet that you can even hear your breath.
The disciples of the little immortal are unruly and even dare to disobey the Immortal Burial Sword. To be honest, many famous martial arts figures in Hailing Prefecture hold their breath in their throats. The power of the soul is irreversible. Although the Immortal Burial Sword is not a soul, it is better than ordinary gods.
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The Seven Killing Sword King of this generation also frowned. He finally understood why some of his fellow souls in the world had a headache when they mentioned that little god. Such an unruly temperament was really difficult to be harmonious in the world, and often appeared to be...
If you are extremely unsociable, and if you are usually unsociable, you will be ostracized, lose many opportunities, and receive more ill will.
Ning Shen didn't get angry, and even the coldness in his eyes disappeared, leaving only an endless silence. When he spoke again, everyone was shocked.
"In that case, don't leave. Ning is waiting for the little god outside the Sword Sect."
hiss!
At this moment, countless people in the entire mountain martial arts field couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. This is the young holy ban on the Hunyuan Ranking. He has officially invited a fight in Hailing Prefecture. Although there were voices in the arena before, after all,
No one has ever really set foot in Hailingzhou, but it is different now. No matter whether the little god wants it or not, he will probably come out of the mountain.
His disciple was detained. Although this method was not very bright, the girl's rebelliousness did offend the majesty of the holy prohibition. If the Immortal Burial Sword did this, it was inconvenient for everyone to say anything.
The master of the Seven Killing Sword Sect sighed in his heart. Only then did he understand that the little god sent this female disciple who was only eleven or two years old not out of contempt, but because he valued enough. A person who has inherited the Qingyang Palace
The descendant disciples of the cornerstone of the inheritance have such skills at such an age, and they are qualified enough to be spectators of the great sect of the country.
But it was hard to turn back now. Immortal Burial Sword opened his mouth. As the current leader of the Seven Killing Sword Sect, he could not intervene. This was a battle between the Holy Forbidden City. They were all beings who would control the trend of the world in the future. As a river and lake.
Inheritance, even for top sects, the future is full of infinite variables, especially in these troubled times, if you are not careful, you will be catastrophic.
Bu Nian shook his head and did not want to say anything more to this Immortal Burial Sword. Master said that most of these people are mentally ill. Some aristocratic families have been hiding in the world for a long time, and there will always be some heirs with weird temperaments.
, many unique things, but in the end what they are pursuing is not pure power, but also this worldly fame.
The vast world of mortals kills not only the vitality of longevity, but also the ever-changing human heart.
This day is the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.
Heavy snow covered the entire Hailing Prefecture, and the Immortal Burial Sword walked out of Qisha Hill and stood in a vast white wilderness.
Bu Nian was not imprisoned, she was just standing outside Qisha Qiu, with no intention of leaving. In front of this Immortal Burial Sword, she had no possibility of escaping.
Of course, the girl did not take such a detention seriously. In her opinion, her master should overthrow all the enemies of the same generation and dominate the world without any resistance. It has only been half a year since this world was about to arrest people.
Forget it, there are all kinds of martial arts people, some with good eyesight, some with low eyesight. When there are many rumors and rumors, many people can't tell the truth from the false and become blindly obedient puppets.
The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
In just one morning, the female disciple of Xiao Shen Xian, who was only eleven or two years old, became famous throughout Hailing Prefecture.
In many sects, at an age when the children of aristocratic families are still growing up their muscles and muscles, and have not even practiced foundation building skills, a young girl already has the power of a dragon horse, and even the descendants of the Sword Tomb are suppressed by force. Originating from Magpie Lake
On the island in the middle of the lake, the foundation-building skill "Little Light Sutra" created by the little immortal of Qingyang Palace was exposed to the world for the first time.
Some young disciples of the Seven Kills Sword Sect who have not yet established their foundations asked the girl for advice. For these somewhat clumsy swordsmanship disciples, the girl did not refuse them all. Her quirky temperament showed up, which made many Seven Kills Sword Sect disciples sigh.
, the name of the Little God is truly worthy of its name. Just listening to the girl's explanation of a few principles, this "Little Light Sutra" feels profound and profound. At the same time, I also know that the punch that the girl used to suppress Ning Xian is really the little fairy recorded in the "Little Light Sutra".
Bright Fist.
Today's "Little Light Sutra" only has nine levels, and the tenth level has not yet been born. The Little Light Boxing also has nine fists, which are dark night, dawn, white dew, morning light, morning glow, rising sun, universal world, pure world, and world creation. Previously,
What the girl used was the first form of Dark Night.
There is a dark night before dawn. The bright moon sets in the west and the sun rises. This is the darkness before dawn.
Just the first punch of this little Guangming Fist caused some sword enthusiasts to fall into deep thought. They tried every possible means to break it with their own Seven Evil Sword, but in the end they found that there was no flaw at all.
For this kind of thing, many elders of the Seven Kills Sword Sect saw it and smiled at the corners of their mouths. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. It is naturally the best to have good friends with the disciple of this little god, let alone such an outstanding disciple.
Seeing that this young girl has a sword on her back, she seems to be inheriting the mantle of that little god. It is rumored that although she has also accepted the second son of an elder from the first peak of Shu Mountain as her disciple, she is only a registered disciple for the time being, and that registered disciple carries the innate sword spirit.
But it is difficult to truly pass on his legacy.
From this point of view, this female disciple's status is second to none in Qingyang Palace, and her future achievements are limitless.
As for Ning Xian, the descendant of the Sword Tomb, his face has always been very ugly, but he also understands that even if he tries again, there will be no better result.
The morning of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month was undoubtedly a major earthquake in Hailing Prefecture before the Chinese New Year, which completely ignited the tense atmosphere of the year before.
The ninth in the Hunyuan Ranking, the young holy ban from the Sword Tomb, Immortal Burial Sword Ningshen, detained the young immortal disciples who went to the Seven Kills Sword Sect to observe the annual festival competition, and waited in front of the Seven Kills Mound, hoping to force the young immortal to leave the island.
, come and fight.
After nearly half a year, the little fairy who had been silent for a long time appeared in front of everyone again.
"The foundation of the Qingyang Palace sect may be that the little immortal has been meditating on the "Little Light Sutra" for the past six months."
"With this foundation-building skill, if we perfect the tenth level, wouldn't there be another top-level foundation-building skill in this world?"
"When Qingyang Palace was first established, it was understandable that the little immortal worked so hard, but it was a pity that he was a step too late. The young holy ban had already attained enlightenment and achieved the position of Yuanshen. He also survived three thunder tribulations and stepped into the world in one step.
The realm of reincarnation.”
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For a time, rumors spread from all directions, and some people in the world were heading towards the ancient town in Tai County again. The showdown between the young saints was a major event in the world of martial arts. No one wanted to miss it, and some people wanted to see it with their own eyes.
To this day, does that little god still choose to live in seclusion?
The ancient town of Qintong, afternoon.
Heavy snow covered the entire ancient town and also froze the entire Magpie Lake. A Taoist guardian who was out shopping for new year goods was walking on the ice with a very ugly look on his face. He also got the news. The Immortal Burying Sword was so brave that he actually detained Bu Nian.
That little girl, if we say who is the most popular in Qingyang Palace today, it is undoubtedly this little girl who everyone has watched grow up year by year. She is quirky, pure and stubborn in her heart. As soon as she heard that she was detained,
The Taoist Protector who was outside almost couldn't help but rush to the outside of Hailing City, but he finally held back. The other party's intention was very obvious. He went there rashly, not only humiliating himself, but also making others look down upon him at Qingyang Palace.
The island in the center of the lake is as warm as spring.
Even if there are snowflakes all over the sky outside the island, there is no snow on the island. Even withered grass sprouts green buds in spring, and everything begins to revive. There is an invisible force that reverses the four seasons.
In Qingyang Palace.
Xuan Xi looked disgusted, dropped the last chess piece, and grabbed the teapot, with no intention of continuing with Su Qi.
The corner of Su Qinian's mouth twitched slightly. There are too many professions in this world. At least in this chess game, he has only a rough understanding of it. For old chess players like the old man and old man Chu, it is really like a piece of cake. The two of them usually just barely accompany him.
Play the last game, deal with the problem, and stop caring about him.
"Palace Master!"
At this time, the Taoist Protector walked in quickly. The old man felt something in his heart, his face changed slightly, and he said, "What's the matter?"
With his thoughts, he smoothed away the energy that the old man couldn't help but overflow. Now, Su Qinian has understood that the old man was not separated from the soul and merged with the sky. How could the ordinary calamity of the soul being separated from the soul and merged with the sky be able to trap him? It was clearly
When the Yuan Shen first came into being, he was going through the first level of thunder tribulation. Because he lacked some foundation, he was trapped by the sea of thunder, and it was difficult to escape for a while.
"Bu Nian, the Immortal Burial Sword detained Bu Nian and invited the palace master to fight in front of Qisha Qiu."
The Taoist Protector did not dare to neglect, and told all the news he had received about the Seven Sword Sword Sect's Annual Festival Competition. The old man was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. A chess piece in his hand fell hard and was embedded in the stone chessboard in front of him.
, then looked at Su Qinian and said: "Boy, go up and cut him!"
However, Su Qinian was calm and composed, and stretched out three fingers towards him. The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at him, gritting his teeth and saying: "Okay! Three dishes are three dishes."
But Su Qinian glanced at him and said calmly: "It's one day."
"Boy! Don't push yourself too far!" the old man shouted.
Su Qinian poured himself a cup of tea and didn't say anything, just sipping it carefully. The worried Taoist Protector in front of him looked a little stunned and a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. For a while, many emotions were tangled on his face and twisted into a ball.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths!
boom!
The small pot of Zhuni Dahongpao that he had brewed was slapped on the chessboard, and the old man said word by word: "You! Win!"
Su Qinian put down the teacup, stretched out a hand seemingly casually, and instantly disappeared into the void.
Outside Hailing City, there is Qisha Hill.
Ning Shen stood still, the Immortal Burial Sword's whole body did not leak any breath, only a vague edge of swordsmanship conveyed bursts of deathly silence. (Please recommend monthly tickets, Qidian genuine subscription is the largest for ten steps)