Chapter 699 Wuran's Beast Demon Pill, Pills for Information
"Pavilion Master, with so many people climbing Qingping Mountain, if there is a shortcut and someone misses it... wouldn't it be..."
Behind Wan Jianyi, an old sword slave said respectfully.
Wan Jianyi, who was originally sneering, heard the old sword slave's words, his expression became a little frozen, and his hands behind his back clenched secretly.
Two years ago, the sword monument of Jiange was destroyed by Gu Yusheng, and his legs fell into a space crack and were amputated because of Gu Yusheng. Although his legs were reconnected with the help of demon limbs using secret techniques, he deeply felt that
He realized that among the four great sword immortals today, his strength was obviously inferior to the other three.
What made Wan Jianyi even more impatient was that that day he witnessed Gu Yusheng facing off with the Great Brahma Divine Monk Shexin in front of the Qingyun Gate. Although he was slightly at a disadvantage, there was no doubt that Gu Yusheng had made up for the five members of the Holy Academy.
Mr.'s vacancy became the fifth Sword Immortal.
If the sword monument in the sword pavilion was still there, he would still have the confidence to deal with Gu Yusheng, but now, he is even a little afraid of Gu Yusheng's sword.
If he continues like this, his reputation as a swordsman will become a joke to the world.
"Send dozens of alert disciples. Even if you can't find the way to climb the mountain, don't let anyone climb up."
"yes."
The old sword slave left quietly.
Wan Jianyi raised his head and looked at the strange scene in the sky, his eyes turned little by little, looking at the demon-suppressing monument standing tall in Qingyun Gate, and his mood became more and more irritable.
Three days ago, Qingping Mountain shook inexplicably. He noticed a mysterious sword intent flashing away in Qingping Mountain. In the past few days, he secretly sensed that sword intent, but found nothing. In Wan Jianyi's view,
It was the aura emanating from the Demon Suppressing Monument in front of him that obscured the sword intent.
He was secretly thinking about destroying this demon-suppressing monument at the right time. His concern was of course the pressure from the three holy places. This matter needed to be done with caution.
Bai Yujing, Qionglou Yuyu fall on the cloud peak.
In the Jade Tower, the Sword Immortal Changhe Sword Lord is sitting cross-legged on a piece of thousand-year-old cold jade. Around the cold jade is a spiritual pool filled with spiritual liquid. In the spiritual pool, there is a green lotus in bud.
Every breath in and out will cause the water in the spiritual pool to gurgling up and down.
There is a dark fragrance permeating the green lotus, and a mist formed by the spiritual liquid.
now.
The celestial phenomena hanging down from the heights of Qingping Mountain penetrated the Jade Tower and shone into the Lingchi.
Changhe Sword Lord opened his eyes and looked at every ray of light falling from the sky. In his eyes, what fell was not light or thunder and lightning, but mysterious sword energy.
The sword energy fell into the spiritual pool, which was quiet and ripple-free. The sword energy fell on the green lotus. The green lotus, which was originally in bud, had a magical aura floating around it. As the aura rotated, the lotus blossomed petal by petal.
bloom.
There was a shadow of green lotus floating in Changhe Sword Immortal's eyes. He was obviously so excited that his soul was trembling, but he tightly restrained his legs with his hands, and his voice was low and trembling: "Master cultivated six hundred green lotuses.
It has been three hundred years since I saw the grain buds. Today, the green lotus suddenly blooms. It is really a blessing from God!"
The Changhe Sword Immortal stretched out his hand from his sleeve. He first curled his thumb, then his index finger, and then his middle finger.
"One petal."
"Two petals."
"Three petals."
Every time he counted one flower, Changhe Sword Immortal's voice would become louder. When he counted to the eighth flower, he could no longer maintain his cross-sitting posture and lay on the cold jade, circling in place like a four-legged snake.
He circled the circle and blocked the door to the secret room with a wave of his hand. At this time, he didn't trust anyone, more like he was possessed. He looked up at the light and shadow in the sky, and suddenly waved his hand and blocked the door above the Jade Tower.
Seal it.
The mysterious purple and golden light dissipated.
Changhe Sword Immortal breathed a long sigh of relief.
After making sure that no one and no breath was leaked, his eyes revealed endless greed and excitement.
His hands were curled, and the ninth finger made a curling motion.
"Ninth petal, ninth petal!"
Changhe Sword Immortal's eyes were bloodshot.
He is waiting for the ninth green lotus to bloom!
"bloom."
"It's in full bloom!"
The swordsman admired by the world has not seen the ninth lotus bloom for a long time. His mentality can no longer be stable. He puts his face close to the green lotus, and his eyes are almost bulging.
However, at this moment, a sword energy suddenly burst out from within the Qinglian. The Changhe Sword Immortal was caught off guard. A sword energy penetrated the center of his eyebrows, and dozens of strands of his hanging hair were cut off.
"Damn it!"
The Changhe Sword Immortal was furious. He raised his hand to condense the sword in his palm, and then disappeared in frustration. He suddenly raised his head and shot out a stream of spiritual energy, trying to shine the light from the sky on the green lotus again, but the light had dissipated.
, no longer exists.
That thousand-year-old green lotus is stuck on the ninth petal.
"ah!!!"
In the Jade Palace, Changhe Sword Immortal's voice shook the walls. The three thousand swordsmen outside were all shocked, thinking that Changhe Sword Immortal had discovered some powerful swordsmanship.
In front of the Buddhist hall, the holy monk Shexin, who was twisting Buddha beads in his hand like an ordinary monk, suddenly opened his eyes, stopped knocking the wooden fish with his other hand, and his voice echoed in the Buddhist hall: "Have you noticed it, the breath of the lotus, the breath of the sword?
, and the breath of Tao.”
The three monks who were guarding in front of the niche in the Buddhist hall opened their eyes. The Buddha's light on their bodies was extremely dim and golden. The rich Buddha's light made the Buddhist hall look extremely holy.
And these three monks were just junior monks who turned the prayer wheels when carrying the giant Buddha.
But their status in the Holy Land is extremely respected, as they are the three great Buddhas, the Great Protector, and the Great Vajra.
"I smell the scent of lotus, it's Bai Yujing's Qinglian."
"I sensed the aura of the sword, but it is not from Changhe Sword Lord. It is too hidden. How many secrets does Qingping Mountain hide?"
"I'm sorry, Brother Shexin, I can't smell the breath of Tao. The Tao is far away among the cultivators in Penglai."
The Divine Monk Shexin turned around following the apricot blossom futon and said calmly: "Junior Brother Shehun, it's not your fault. The previous Taoist disciple has fled to the mountains and forests and has been hiding in the world for hundreds of years. Now that the Taoist has come from the sky, it is not a good omen. It is necessary to obtain it."
Make contingency measures."
The three monks looked at each other.
A monk said: "Brother, there are eighteen gods and Buddhas on the eighteen mountains outside the mountain. I will go and invite them right away."
Another monk was worried: "Junior brother, the gods and Buddhas in the eighteen mountains are all demon-suppressing abyss. If they disturb you, I'm afraid..."
The monk who had abandoned his soul immediately said: "With Brother Shexin here, how can we allow evil spirits to run wild? How can the struggle between the Dao be stolen by the Dao? I will go and invite the Buddha to appear in this world and pave the pure land for Brother Shexin when he climbs Qingping Mountain.
Way!”
The two monks left the Buddhist hall and walked toward the Eighteen Mountains outside Qingyun Town.
At a time when all parties are undercurrent.
In the garrison camp of the Xuanlong Dynasty stationed outside Qingyun Gate, the young eunuch served Emperor Xuanlong as usual with a bowl of honey.
He walks like a cat and enters the royal chariot silently.ωωw..net
Through the curtain, the little eunuch vaguely saw His Majesty meditating. He quietly opened the curtain, bowed and tiptoed to the side of the jade couch, and respectfully raised the honey water above his head.
This move lasted two hours.
The little eunuch's concentration was astonishing. After holding it for another hour, he glanced up at the sky with his peripheral vision. At this sight, the little eunuch couldn't help but step back. His appearance was panicked and his body was in chaos. He was holding the honey in his hand.
Not a drop of water was spilled.
Just as he was about to come out to shout, an old hand pressed the young eunuch's shoulder.
"Fuck... godfather, Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
The little eunuch knelt down quietly.
The body is shaking like chaff.
The white-browed old eunuch lowered his head and whispered in the young eunuch's ear: "Your Majesty has already drank the honey water."
The little eunuch was stunned for a moment, then turned around and nodded: "Yes... yes."
The white-browed old eunuch received a satisfactory answer and slowly moved away the hand on the young eunuch's shoulder.
"Drink, your Majesty will reward you."
After the little eunuch listened, her body trembled even more violently. She drank a bowl of honey water steadily, then bowed and exited the imperial carriage, as if nothing had happened.
Not far away.
National Preceptor Lan Lingji secretly lowered the curtain and looked deeply.
Suddenly, she turned around and looked outside Qingping Mountain, raising the corner of her mouth slightly: "Oh? Have the people from the Holy Court finally arrived? She is indeed one of them. She became the humble daughter of the master's student, with the inferior blood of the human race.
The half-demon has become noble now... The ancestral White Emperor Sword is truly a pearl cast in secret!"