The girl from the Tang family went to Tangjiabao alone. Family affairs were always difficult to discuss. She didn't want to involve Sedum. "It's boring." She sighed deeply. The look of carrying the sword box on her back was already like that of a sword fairy.
. She said that only after visiting the Divine Sword Sect did she realize that the world is worthless. She didn’t want to get involved in the Tang family’s discord. The past might drift away with the wind. That’s what she said.
Jingtian couldn't say that he was willing to accompany her to Tangjiapu. He thought that Miss Tang always seemed a little lonely, fighting and scolding by herself, and she was a little weak. He smiled and said, "I'll go with you."
"
"Why are you accompanying me? Are you looking down on others?" The girl from the Tang family seemed to be able to read minds, "Please spend good time with your nightshade girl."
"I'm not..."
"Okay, I'll go by myself. You can find a place to rest, or just wait for me in the inn. I'll come back as soon as I go."
Jingtian returned to Yong'an, and his return could be regarded as a glorious return to his hometown. At least after learning that he had joined the Divine Sword sect, the shopkeeper and his companions were all bragging.
Reunited after a long absence, this young boy from the past is now in high spirits. He is dressed in a white shirt and holding a pair of swords. He is as graceful as a dragon. His jade face is clear of frost and snow. He is not ashamed to be a hero in the world. He is like the bright moon in the sky. He is already a fairy figure.
.The friends were both close to him and afraid of him. After saying a few words, they stood aside in silence.
"Jingtian, you are so majestic now. The important task of maintaining world peace is left to you." The mean shopkeeper Zhao would also say nice things.
"Nothing." Jingtian scratched his head. Only then did he realize that he was no longer the little boy. Now he was a big shot who could talk about the future of the Six Realms in an understatement.
It seemed that the future of all sentient beings was determined by his few words. Jingtian was a little afraid of this. He remembered the words of Master Chu, the Shenjian Sect clearly arranged the trend of the human world, and it was clearly a decision related to the lives of hundreds of millions of sentient beings.
She said it in an understatement, but after listening to it, Jingtian didn't find it strange at all.
Perhaps this is the Divine Sword Sect, a sect of madmen. Jingtian thinks he doesn't understand anything yet, and his heart is filled with madness.
He could only sit in Yong'an for a while. After hearing the news, the neighbors came to congratulate him. Jingtian couldn't stand such a warm and philistine scene, so he left in a hurry on the pretext that he had important matters.
After leaving Yong'an, Jingtian said sadly: "Maybe I will never be able to go back."
He looked like a lonely expert, which made passers-by roll their eyes. The aunt pushing a cart selling vegetables patted his shoulder from behind, "Young man, what's wrong with you? Did your sweetheart run away with another man? Oh, this kind of thing
Things are inevitable, don't be sad."
"No, ma'am, I'm not lovelorn."
"Oh, then you're blocking the road." The aunt has been selling vegetables for ten years. Her heart is as cold as Zhe Ergen's. She pushed Sedum ten feet away and pushed the cart slowly away.
The rookie from the Divine Sword Sect said with emotion, "What a profound inner strength. Sure enough, the masters are among the people."
Someone shouted at the end of the street: "The ancestor of the Evil Sword Immortal has come to Yuzhou to teach the Dharma! Everyone should go and see it!"
In an instant, the crowd was excited. People of all ages, including men, women and children, who were hanging out, reading fortune-telling, setting up stalls, and doing business, all came out. There was a swarm of bees on the streets, another swarm of bees on the eaves and walls, and another swarm of bees flying on the sword. Sedum was pushed forward by the crowd.
He walked forward, and after a while, someone tapped him on the shoulder again. When he turned around, it was the same aunt just now, "Young man, are you going to listen to the Fa too?"
Jingtian nodded, and just as he was about to say a few words of courtesy, the aunt pushed him away again, "Young man, your movements are too slow, please take a step first!" This woman who weighed more than 300 pounds jumped up with her left foot and right foot.
In mid-air, he landed on the roof without even stepping on the tiles. Jingtian sighed again: "He is indeed a master."
Regardless of whether they are good or bad, everyone who can move in the city of Yuzhou is here. The Evil Sword Immortal's Dharma Conference is held in the local temple. The monks are occupying the real estate and happily helping to collect money. Those who want to teach the Dharma are not ordinary people.
, being able to claim to be a swordsman is all due to life and death battles. It is said that this evil swordsman came from the East China Sea and challenged the world's famous masters all the way without losing. He became a sect with swordsmanship, so he was able to teach the law.
Jingtian mingled in the crowd listening to the Dharma meeting and saw the rumored Evil Sword Immortal himself. He was an old man with ocher hair and white beard, and he had a majestic bearing. He looked like a master of a generation, and he also had a surging sword sword all over his body.
, which made everyone tremble with fear. He is by no means a person who has gained a reputation in vain. Judging from Jingtian's perspective, this old man's Taoism should be second to none even within the Divine Sword Sect. Perhaps even the senior brother would be frightened against this person.
defeat.
He sighed again, "As I said before, the masters are among the people." Jingtian then thought about it, "This person takes the evil sword as his name, acts boldly, and is so wild and uninhibited. Maybe he has a suave and extraordinary temperament. After I heard about him
The Dharma he preaches, then consider whether to associate with him."
At the same moment, the Dharma assembly started, and there were monks blowing Dharma conchs, beating Dharma drums, and holding up placards in silence. When the crowd stopped, the Evil Sword Immortal sat on the high platform and preached: "I am a cultivator in the East China Sea. When I was a child, I watched the Jimo Immortal.
Zhaobi understood the art of swordsmanship, fled to the ocean, and became friends with fish, shrimps, whales, and dragons.
After hundreds of years of asceticism, I have become the supreme master of swordsmanship. Since I landed, I have worshiped mountains when I met them and worshiped them at every door. I have traveled all over the world looking for an opponent but could not find one. Therefore, I have made a great ambition to spread the word to people all over the world and hope that those who come after me will learn my way.
, those who can stand out can fight with me."
After hearing these words, Jingtian sighed greatly in his heart. This person actually has such courage. Perhaps great masters and first-class figures always have no sectarian views and are not obsessed with status and status. They would rather be challenged by more newcomers without fear.
But they are very different from the ghouls in the world.
The Dharma Conference will be held for 37 and 21 days in a row. Sedum arrived by chance, just in time for the first day. He planned to stay in Yuzhou until the end of the Dharma Conference. Such a grand event cannot be missed. There will be lectures during the day and flower fights at night.
During the performance, the entire city of Yuzhou will be immersed in a festive atmosphere. It’s the New Year, which makes it even more joyful.
Jingtian listened to the sword theory for a day and felt that he had gained a lot. This monarch has a profound way of teaching. What is rare is that he is good at teaching. He can speak straightforwardly when teaching, without pretending to be profound or hiding anything. Therefore, regardless of age, both superiors and inferiors can understand it.
, as for the gains gained through enlightenment, it varies from person to person.
He returned to the inn with unfinished thoughts. The lobby was deserted. Most of the guests went to Dharma gatherings. The girl from the Tang family drank tea alone, holding the cup without saying a word. Her face was as sinking as water, and she was full of depression. Sedum rarely saw her.
With this look on her face, Tang Xue was always cheerful and generous when she saw such a heroic woman, but now it seemed that she also had moments of weakness.
"Xue Jian, are you okay?"
"Where have you been?" Tang Xuejian glanced at Sedum, his expression calm, neither cold nor affectionate.
"I went to listen to the Dharma conference. It was the monk named Xie Jianxian. His swordsmanship is really unique."
"For the most outstanding new disciple of the Divine Sword Sect to praise you like this, it seems that the Evil Sword Immortal is truly a proud ancestor." Tang Xuejian's words contained hidden meanings.
Jingtian sat down next to her cautiously, "You are in Tangjiapu. Is everything going well?"
"It went well, why didn't it go well? It went so well." Tang Xuejian patted the sword box on his back, "I only killed four or five people in total, and they handed over my grandfather's body. Guess what? The body was already there.
It was used to raise three corpses and three insects. My grandfather’s face was so rotten that I couldn’t even recognize him.”
"Feel sorry."
"No need, I have avenged my grandpa, and his body has been buried on the hillside where he often visited during his lifetime. From now on, I have nothing to do with Tangjiabao." Tang Xuejian said it lightly, and Jingtian noticed her temples.
A few drops of blood.
"There is a flower fighting party tonight, do you want to go watch it together?"
"That's fine." Tang Xuejian finally showed his face and smiled, "By the way, let me see what kind of person that Evil Sword Immortal you praise so much is."
At the beginning of the lanterns, Long Kui consciously stayed in the sword and never showed up, while Jingtian and Jingtian went out together. During the day, the place where the Dharma gathering was held in the monk's temple was now on the stage where the disciples of the Evil Sword Immortal were performing sword fights.
Knights who want to try their skills can also come on stage.
"Why don't you go on stage and try it?" Tang Xue saw the high-spirited expressions of those practitioners and was very pleased, so she wanted Jingtian to come on stage and give it a try.
"Why don't we go together?" Jingtian was also quite moved.
"What, Senior Brother Jing wants to give me some advice?" Tang Xue looked like she was smiling but not smiling. Jingtian knew that she was sad in her heart. Acting like this now is a sign of losing her sword. If she can't reflect on herself, she may not make progress in practice in the future.
retreat.
"Speaking of which, I have never had a sword fight with you in the sect. Let's fight with each other." Jingtian's eyes were burning, and Tang Xue turned her head away after seeing him look at each other for a few breaths.
"good."
The two of them found a free platform and stood on it. They were each under the lantern in the corner, looking at each other from a distance. Jingtian saw her eyes under the lamp were like evening stars, and Xue saw him standing like a green pine in the wave of people. The abbot on the stage
, people's hearts are very small, and when they were fighting swords, they only had each other in their eyes.
The Zhao Dan Sword and the Rainbow Shadow Sword intertwined in the sky, spiraling upwards, with the tail of the comet like fire, shining brightly a hundred feet above the head, illuminating the city of Yuzhou as bright as day.
There are many words that need not be said.
Crowds naturally gathered under the stage to watch, children clapped vigorously, young men and women exchanged tokens, and old men with white hair sighed. The sword has shone brightly for four hundred years. From the era of the Four Divine Sword Sects to the present, it has sharpened a sword in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people.
Iron scars, all joy, anger, sorrow, and joy can be given to the sword.
Sedum Angel's sword was as powerful as the sun, and the warm sword light was blowing on his face like the spring breeze. He said nothing and had already said all his words of comfort.
Xue Jianshi's sword road is as sad as a lonely wild goose in the dying autumn. It has gone to the horizon in an instant, and then turned back again. It has left its hometown overnight and returned again. All the things it sees are different, and the sword is like a rainbow, but it cannot be built.
In the past, this man has passed away, leaving only his descendants singing long songs. The light of his sword is as cold as water, shining on the faces of the spectators with frost.
She still had that cold and hard demeanor in front of Jingtian, but she was clearly heartbroken on the sword trial stage. She just didn't say it because she knew the world was in trouble, not to mention the death of her relatives. Even if she was homeless and lonely, she had
How many people can shed tears for her? Instead of weeping and weeping just to make people laugh, it is better to suppress the melancholy and pretend that nothing is wrong.
Tang Xuejian is an orphan in the divine world. He was shaped by the divine fruit taken by the goddess Xiyao who guards the sacred tree. He lives in the world just to meet Feipeng in the reincarnation to repay the regrets in Xiyao's heart. Such a lonely person came to the world without Tang Xuejian.
Kun took her in kindly and raised her patiently, and it was time for her soul to fly away long ago. She had never been close to her in Tangjiabao
People in the clan treat her like a foreigner, pretending to be close to her, and have been secretly cold-eyed since she was a child. In fact, her life is like a grass, she can only be blown by the wind, if she can't develop a fierce temperament
, seeing that Tang Xue couldn't live the life she wanted, she might become a pretty and frail rich lady who would be left to her own devices after Tang Kun's death.
The mourning song could not last long. After Tang Xue expressed her heartfelt feelings, she turned the edge of the sword and launched the "Blazing Sun Sword Art". In an instant, the sword flew like a star in the sky. When it fell, it attracted the rising energy of the fire spirits from the sky and the earth. The fierce flames exploded, and the flames
The light was brilliant and colorful, causing the fields to flow like brocade. Its power was like Mount Tai collapsing, causing everyone to run away in fright.
The Jingtian came out with another sword, as bright as a lotus, gently lifting Li Yan, and the sound of the two swords clashing was like bells. Let her sword skills change again and again, like the stars, moon, sun and sea, shuttled back and forth with the force of the sword, like a bird's lightning.
Hail, both
Teach Zhao Danjian to take it down easily. The Sedum sword dance is vigorous and vigorous, using the sky as paper and the earth as cutting, splashing ink vertically and horizontally, two horizontally and two vertically to delineate the square. Even if you are an expert in flying swords, you will not be able to escape this tic-tac-toe.
Fan cage.
The two of them had a flower fight, and the lights and shadows were beautiful, which made the people of Yuzhou happy and excited, and suppressed the rest of the sword fighting performances. This style also attracted the host of the Dharma Assembly.
When they sheathed their swords and stood up, the monks and evil sword immortals invited them to talk to each other.
Jingtian listened to the sermons for a whole day and admired this suave senior very much, so he immediately accepted the invitation. Seeing that Tang Xue had planned to go back to the inn to rest, but couldn't resist his companion's insistence, he also went to see the Evil Sword Immortal together.
The monks led the way into a secluded sutra hall. Evil Sword Immortal was sitting on the main seat. When he saw the guests coming, he stood up to greet them. When everyone was seated, he introduced a purple-robed woman on the left to the guests, "This is Zixuan
My fellow Taoist is a contemporary descendant of Nuwa and the patriarch of the human race."
Jingtian and Jingtian quickly clasped their fists and saluted, "I have met Senior Zixuan."
The descendant of Nuwa was as beautiful as an immortal, but unfortunately her brows were frosty and she was deeply melancholy, which in vain reduced her appearance. She was very indifferent to everyone and everything, and the guests only nodded slightly when they greeted her, which was quite arrogant and unpleasant.
The Evil Sword Immortal asked each other loudly, "You two have such swordsmanship at such a young age. I wonder which sect they came from?"
"I'll tell you the truth..." Jingtian was waiting to tell the truth.
"To be honest, our skills are all inherited from our families." Tang Xuejian smiled and took over the conversation.
The Evil Sword Immortal stroked his beard and smiled, but did not go into details, "I have noticed fellow Taoist Jingtian at today's Dharma meeting. I wonder if you have any doubts about the meaning of the Dharma I preached?"
Jingtian's eyes lit up, and he explained the doubts in his mind one by one. This man was profound in swordsmanship, and what he said was by no means empty talk, but actual obstacles he encountered on the road of practice. The Evil Sword Immortal's practice was very profound, and he casually passed down the true teachings, and gave many pointers.
Afterwards, everyone here realized something. Jingtian and the two of them bowed in admiration.
The guests and hosts were all happy, but before they knew it, it was almost midnight, and the Evil Sword Immortal said to see the guest off, "It's getting late, I should go back to the house to do my meritorious deeds. Do you two have a place to stay? Then I won't see you off." Before the guests went out.
He suddenly said loudly: "Jing Daoyou's life experience is really extraordinary, don't let it down."
"Remember your kindness and take my leave."
After the two people from the Divine Sword Sect left, Zixuan, a descendant of Nuwa, asked coldly: "Why are you so polite to these two juniors?"
"They are not juniors. If a god is reincarnated and a god is transformed into a fruit, which one is mortal?"
"Oh? Are they sent by the gods?"
"There is no need to make any judgments. It's just that the souls of these two people have not reunited. After death, they will definitely fall into the ghost world and suffer in prison. They are naturally our natural allies, and they have a destiny. In the future, they may be able to break the six realms blockade.
Help. The Great Heavenly Lord of the God Realm is unwilling to be lonely after four hundred years of silence, right?" The Evil Sword Immortal chuckled, and suddenly sighed, "Yun Tianhe, the crazy disciple of the Heavenly Dao, is really amazing."
"Amazing? Those who deceive the world and steal their reputation have interrupted the cycle of reincarnation in the six realms and caused so many sins!" Zixuan retorted sharply, "Such a reversal of nature will lead to death!"
The Evil Sword Immortal sneered, "You said he deserved death, but he was able to die in peace. Qingluan Peak is right there. If you want to crush your bones and spread ashes, you can go there. Why bother to complain? With that person
cultivation ability
, He is really talking about the constitution of heaven. He wants to go against the reincarnation and creation. Which of the gods, demons, Buddhas, ghosts and kings in the six realms dares to speak out? With such majesty and evil spirit, what is the point of respecting him? "
"If you have such bones, then there is no need to imagine that you can break the seal."
"The more you know what kind of mountain your opponent is, the more cautious I must be. Those who achieve great things must walk on thin ice. There are not a few madmen in this world like you and me who are unwilling to be coerced by the general trend of the Divine Sword Sect. There are billions of people in the world.
The mediocre people, a few words can be used by us, which is even more huge
Help. He has been teaching the Dharma for four hundred years, but has he changed the world at all? The world is still like a house on fire. Those who suffer will naturally have resentment, anger, sorrow, greed, anger, and delusion. We only need to guide you magnificently.
The general trend can naturally overwhelm the hard work of the four of them. This is to use the other's spear and attack the other's shield."
Zixuan frowned secretly, "This is a chess game for the great monks like us, why bother involving all living beings?"
The Evil Sword Immortal said meaningfully: "The weak always walk alone, and the strong always stick together."
But when Jingtian and Jingtian left the monastery and walked side by side, when no one was talking, it suddenly started to snow.
"Hey! It's actually snowing." Jingtian exclaimed.
"Yeah, it's snowing."
"Xue, Xue Jian, I just discovered your name is so interesting today."
"What a fun way?"
"You look so beautiful when the snow falls."
"Oh, isn't this girl usually not pretty?" Tang Xuejian laughed for a while, and then said sadly, "Do you know why my name is Tang Xuejian? When I was still in my infancy, my grandfather was in the snow.
This is exactly what he meant when he picked me up in the snow, and we met in the snow. He raised me for eighteen years after this meeting, and now I will never see him again."
She suddenly chanted: "You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow."
Jingtian was stunned in place. When the street lights dimmed, she saw that his shoulders were piled with snowflakes, and he saw her tears falling to the ground and freezing.
Tang Xuejian gently brushed away the heavy snow on his shoulders, and Jingtian gently wiped the hot tears from her cheeks.
"Here, you might as well lend me a shoulder."
"Okay." Tang Xuejian gently hugged his back and put her cheek on his shoulder.