In the Cold Cave in the Peach Blossom Forest, Gu Yusheng raised his sword for several days, and his heart was calm and peaceful.
After several years of measuring the world with swords, from Qingping to Zhongzhou, from Zhongzhou to Xianhuzhou, after several twists and turns to the great wilderness, the mountains and rivers all echoed in my mind, like thousands of swords in my heart.
After careful consideration and precipitation, in a few days, many sword realms and mystery that have not arrived were deep and open-minded.
The road to cultivation is a thousand miles a day.
Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism, demons, demons, and all dharmas are all mastered, and all dharmas are swords.
Before I knew it, I became more and more successful in the Nascent Soul.
And the body is like jade, like jade.
The soul of the god is light and condenses, and all things are as mysterious as the cave, and they have become gods.
The warm jade in the cold cave and the outline of the green Pingshan Mountain are unprecedentedly clear in Gu Yusheng's mind.
He stretched out his hand from his sleeve, looked at his palms and smiled indifferently.
One step away, standing in front of a waterfall that looks like a falling waterfall in the sky, his body is free and his spirit is floating.
At this moment.
Gu Yusheng felt that as long as a breeze rose, he could reach the top of the blue clouds.
As we walked along the stream, quietly, the snowflakes melted, the peach trees were filled with buds.
Looking up and looking into the distance.
The towering green hills are covered with frost and snow, the rising sun rises, and the snowflakes on the earth melt.
The middle of winter is passing away.
The spring breeze has arrived.
Pushing open the door of the courtyard, the old and old courtyard of the new courtyard, he couldn't help but look up at the Peach Blossom Peak, where the sunny place, and several peach blossoms have seen spring.
Gu Yusheng's eyes turned, the Yunqiao, which connected to the martial arts field with six peaks, and the senior brothers and sisters who used to stand on the cloud bridge to watch the peach blossom forest, had long disappeared, and only a few ethereal birds were flying around.
Gu Yusheng's meditation.
A heart-warming voice came from the martial arts arena.
The sonorous and distant swords intertwined, instantly distant Gu Yusheng's thoughts.
The faces that happened to meet have become clear inexplicably. Those who hate them to the core have long dissipated from the world, Lu Chen, Lu Zhan, Lei Jiang Heng, Zhao Sanqian...
Fight for a breath to seek a sword.
He once practiced hard in the Six Peaks
Trapped in the peach blossom forest.
Every day I think that one day I will use my sword to tell the world the grievances in my heart and point them to the point.
Things change, but the past is far away.
Time flies like flowing water
It was seven years ago that I entered Qingyun Sect.
That year, Qingyunmen competition, stood on the high arena and defeated Chu Chen, the prince of the Xuanlong Dynasty. He thought it would be a smooth road across the mountain, but unexpectedly, he just walked from one mountain to another higher mountain.
If I hadn't met Miss Mo back then.
Gu Yusheng didn't know whether he could reach this day in countless silent dark nights holding swords.
Gu Yusheng raised his face to face the cloud bridge of Qingyunmen.
The wind blows.
There was rain falling on Gu Yusheng's face.
He wiped his cheeks with his fingers, and his fingertips were covered with red blood.
Gu Yushengning looked at his fingertips and was slightly stunned.
The figure faded and shook under the tree in the martial arts field.
The tree in the martial arts field was already very old. Gu Yusheng stood under the tree, and no one cared about him.
now.
He stood under that tree and no one could find him.
Martial arts venue.
Hundreds of disciples of Qingyun Sect were in chaos.
This was originally a competition between the new disciples between the six peaks of Qingyunmen. The highest cultivation of the participants was the Yuanfei realm. More, even the Yuanfei did not condense. The competition rewards hanging on the plaque were "rich", enter the Yuan Dynasty
Those who have entered the top ten can get one elixir-opening pill. Those who have not entered the top sixty can get one elixir-condensing pill.
This martial arts performance was originally just a disguised reward from the new leader Xiao Muqing to the new disciples.
However.
Before the final stage of the competition, a group of intruders came.
A practitioner of the Four Swordsmen.
The person who led the team was still Elder Tian, one of the four sword-protecting elders, heaven, earth, human and ghost.
Seven years have passed, and this elder Tian is still in the seventh level of cultivation, and he has just entered the middle stage. However, with his cultivation level, he can already sit in the most conspicuous position of Qingyun Sect. The aura he emits is completely
The Supreme Elder who suppressed Qingyun Sect, only three of the Lord of Liufeng Peaks were still alive.
He Hongnian from Luochen Peak, Meng Baitao, the tower guardian of Lingxiao Peak, and Ou Qianling Peak.
He Hongnian is a person outside the country and has long since disappeared from the Qingyun Sect. Meng Baitao needs to guard the Demon-Suppressing Tower and cannot escape easily. Ou Qianlian from Tiangong Peak, because he was plotted by Lu Zhan back then, his cultivation level was greatly damaged.
He is eccentric and rarely appears.
The peak masters of the other three peaks, Zhao Sanqian, Lei Jiangheng died at Gu Yusheng's hands in his early years, and the peak master of Tianling Peak Xiao Zecheng died in the mouth of the demon bear. The newly promoted three peak masters were Gu Yusheng before
The senior brother of the first class has the highest cultivation level, and is only at the peak of the Five Realms of the Dao.
The blood that fell on Gu Yusheng's face was a new disciple of Qingyun Sect who was standing on the ring and was slashed with his arm with a sword. He had the Mai Opening Realm.
The person who cut off his arm was a new disciple of the Four Swordsmen.
The competition originally belonged to Qingyun Sect became a place where the Four Swordsmen exude their power.
Elder Tian of the Four Swords Sect looked indifferent, and a cold curve was raised on the corner of his mouth. With a wave of his sleeve, he pulled the arrogant Four Swords Sect disciple back from the ring and slapped him in the face.
"You have no future, you are already at the fourth level of cultivation and are still thinking about things from other schools."
"Master, I just want to try the methods, but I didn't expect that the disciples of Qingyun Sect are so weak that I can't even catch my sword." The young disciple of the Four Swords Sect was slapped, but looked around with a proud look.
Facing the indignant disciples and elders of Qingyun Sect, he mocked, "It was the disciple who was wrong. I didn't expect that Qingyun Sect had already declined. The disciple did not expect that the waste who was unable to enter the Four Swords Sect can now become the best Qingyun Sect.
disciple."
Swish swish swish swish.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect looked at each other.
He looked at the disciples of the Four Swordsmen who were talking in anger.
"Why, I'm going to be honest, it hurts you?" The disciples of the Four Swordsmen held the sword in both hands, "Yes, you almost started practicing with my Senior Brother Zhuang Qi back then. My Senior Brother Zhuang Qi is already in the seventh level of golden elixir.
And what about you? Haha, I'm afraid your cultivation is not as high as mine. The head of the sixth realm, the elders of the fourth and fifth realm, hahaha, if I had known I would have joined the noble sect, I would have also become an elder."
"shut up!"
"This is Qingyun Sect, don't be presumptuous."
The disciples of Qingyun Sect drew their swords one after another and pointed at the practitioners of the Four Sword Sects.
Elder Tian’s pupils shrank, and a huge sword pressure emanated. The Qingyun Sect disciple who drew his sword could not even hold the sword. The sword fell to the ground, and the sound of clanging sounds continued.
"Is this the way to entertain guests at Qingyun Sect?"
Elder Tian of the Four Swordsmen snorted coldly and stood up. On the martial arts field, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect were crawling, and they couldn't even stand up.
Standing under the tree, Gu Yusheng remained motionless, staring at the demon-suppressing monument at Qingyun Gate, his mind drifting away, and everything in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with him.
A wisp of peach blossom fell on Gu Yusheng's shoulder, and the treasure bottle had a candy in his mouth, looking like he was watching a show, "Young Master, many of them were from the Qingyun Sect with you, but I didn't expect there was one
Not at the third realm.”
Gu Yusheng didn't speak.
Bao Fei felt a little bored.
Her eyes lit up with the woman walking from Luochen Peak.
"The head of Qingyun Sect is here, huh, young master, it seems to be your Senior Sister Xiao."