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Chapter 615 Snow falls

The game of this world.

Ten Thousand Gods Mountain.

Lord Krishna had a worried look in his eyes.

He just got the news that the person who pre-ordered him has arrived at Wanshen Mountain.

At this time, he was particularly anxious.

After all, once that person extracts him, he will definitely die.

"I thought there were still several epochs left, but I never thought it was so close."

The reason why he invested with hope was that he felt there was still enough time.

The friends he made still have enough time to grow.

But now, that person has arrived, and there is not much time left for him.

He stood outside a mountain and waited seriously.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Ye walked out: "Lord Black Sky, my Highness has been in retreat. I don't know when he will wake up."

Lord Heitian was a little disappointed when he heard this. He said: "If Qi Yuan comes out of seclusion, tell him and the debt he owes me will be cancelled."

Feng Ye looked moved.

Write it off?

You must know that at their level, any kind of kindness is caused by cause and effect.

If you want to transcend and move forward, you need to understand these causes and effects.

The words of God Lord Krishna contain too much gold.

Not paying attention to the strange look on Feng Ye's face, Lord Black Sky bowed his hands and left.

About three breaths passed before a voice sounded in Lord Black Sky's ears.

"All plans come to nothing in the face of absolute strength."

The person who spoke was Lord Black Sky’s friend Lord Swallowing Star.

Lord Krishna looked neither sad nor happy: "Swallowing Star, you should go too. It's not a good thing to be too close to me now."

Lord Swallowing Star God looked at Lord Black Sky God, and finally said: "If one day, I can get a divine treasure and become a Taoist god, I will definitely seek an explanation for you!"

As for being the God of God, he has no confidence in surviving the three disasters and becoming a spiritual god.

We can only place our hope on the divine treasure.

After all, even a god master with poor qualifications can become a Taoist god by getting a divine treasure.

This is the horror of the divine treasure.

There are rumors that the divine treasure was transformed from the rules of the origin of the great world when it first opened.

By swallowing a divine treasure, one can master a great avenue and become a Taoist god.

It's just that the number of divine treasures is limited, and it's almost difficult to see any divine treasures wandering around in this world.

Even if there is, it will be taken away by those Tao gods immediately.

It is almost impossible for a casual cultivator like Lord Swallowing Star to obtain a divine treasure.



Yunmeng Mountain.

The fish exudes a faint fragrance, the flames are beating, and the red stove is ablaze with snow.

Wu Shi sits in a free and easy posture, with her bare feet on a bench covered with fox fur, her slender calves touching her thighs, and under her skirt, they are white and round.

Only when she is next to the swordsman does she seem to let go of all her guard and enjoy the delicious food.

"Why are you always so cold-faced? Why don't you smile like me?" Wu Shi said as she looked at the cold swordsman.

Her foxy face and peach blossom eyes are particularly affectionate and charming.

The swordsman holds his sword and feels that outsiders are not allowed to approach him.

He looked at his superior master and asked inexplicably.

"what you up to?"

After receiving the divine treasure given by Wu Shi, the swordsman finally stepped into the realm of Taoism and became the sharpest sword in Yunmeng Palace.

His swordsmanship is indescribable and transcends all others.

With the sword in hand, no Taoist god can compete with it.

Over the years, he has also built an enduring legacy for Wu Shi.

But all kinds of rumors are also ringing in Yunmeng Palace.

Everyone said that Wu Shi, the master of Yunmeng Palace, was a coquettish person who used lust to control and take advantage of his swordsmen.

Use his sharp sword to clear obstacles for her and satisfy her ambitions.

However, the swordsman understood that his sword could not compete with his master Wu Shi.

Everyone said that Wu Shi was ambitious.

The swordsman thinks that these are all rumors.

Wu Shi was stunned. The snowflakes fell on the red fur coat and disappeared, leaving only shallow water spots.

"Disciple, this is the first time in so many years that you care about me."

Wu Shi's smile was inexplicable.

This disciple seems to not care about anything in this world.

The only thing I care about is...

This was the first time he asked her what she wanted to do.

"I..."

Wu Shi stood up slowly, her figure under the red feather gauze fur coat looking thin.

Standing on the top of Yunmeng Mountain, overlooking the common people.

"I want to be not only the master of Yunmeng Mountain, the master of Hunxuan Ruins, but also the master of Zhoushan.

I want to... stand on Wangzhou Mountain, stand at the highest point."

The voice was cold, with a sense of arrogance and majesty.

At this moment, she is not a lazy woman eating fish, but a high and mighty queen.

"Oh." The swordsman responded lightly.

He's not interested.

In other words, he has no emotions and is not interested in anything in the world.

[Your strength is getting stronger and stronger. In the Zhoushan world, swordsmen are also called sword slaughterers.

The Taoist gods dare not compete with you, and the great forces from all sides avoid you like a rat.

Your strength has skyrocketed like crazy, and everything in this world can be turned into a sword in your hand.

Do you think you are strong enough to defeat Master Wu Shi?

So, you are ready to challenge Wu Shi. Once you defeat her, you can take action against Jiutian Divine Tower and bring your sister back.

only……】

"Disciple, Jiutian Shenque has sent your sister back."

Wu Shi had an inexplicable smile on her face.

He seemed to be happy for the swordsman.

On this day, the swordsman met his sister after a million years of separation.

He was not happy.

In other words, he no longer has feelings.

The younger sister was wearing a yellow silk skirt and a white gauze jacket. She was cute and cute. She looked at the swordsman timidly. In her eyes, she seemed to be very curious about the swordsman, a brother she had never met before.

"You haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's get acquainted and keep in touch."

After Wu Shi finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

The swordsman and his sister were left alone.

The younger sister said that she lived a good life in Jiutian Shenque, and the enemies who killed the Hou Mansion were all dead.

The younger sister kept talking about her past, and the swordsman kept listening quietly.

The younger sister seemed to be very patient, and did not lose her desire to share because of the swordsman's cold reaction. She kept chattering.

Finally, the swordsman looked at his beautiful sister and said softly: "I will protect you from now on."

These are three sentences that are etched in his heart.

It is the existence of these three sentences, similar to anchor points, that prevents him from losing himself in the killing and the sword.

"I like my brother the most." The girl seemed to be excited. She couldn't help but hugged the swordsman's arm and pressed her plump chest against it. She seemed to realize something and quickly let go, with a blush on her face.

The top of Yunmeng Mountain.

Clusters of snow.

The cold woman in red couldn't help but secretly said: "Scheming girl."

She has no objection to the swordsman's sister, she just doesn't like her.

She wanted to kill her with a sword.

However, that was the person her disciple was protecting.

She looked at the smoke clouds under the clusters of snowflakes.

"Come here, keep an eye on Yujiao...forget it."

Immediately, Wu Shi waved his sleeves and the smoke disappeared.

She has more important things to do.



A million years, the years are just a snap of your fingers.

On Wangzhou Mountain, several mysterious figures stand tall.

"The origin of Palace Master Yunmeng is mysterious. What is his identity?"

"It's a pity that the Sword Slaughter is here. We have never seen her take action. We don't know how strong she is and how many calamities she has survived."

"The swordsman's identity is also somewhat mysterious."

"The swordsman is not worth mentioning. What we need to be afraid of is Palace Master Yunmeng. She is very mysterious."

"Mystery doesn't matter, as long as you don't offend us, otherwise, their mystery will no longer exist."

"Although the swordsman is strong, it is only comparable to a calamity. Humph, today he broke into the Nine Heavens Divine Palace without authorization. He is simply looking for death."

"How is Yujiao? Haven't you taken down the swordsman yet?"

"If the swordsman is used by us, we will have a much better chance of winning against Palace Master Yunmeng."

"Yujiao said that swordsmen don't eat the fireworks of the world. There seems to be no one he cares about in this world."

"Doesn't he care about her?"

"Let her take down the swordsman quickly."

At this level, gender, morality, and emotions are nothing.

In their view, swordsmen have a weakness, and that is obsession.

Sister is his obsession and his weakness.



In the palace, fiery red maple leaves were falling all over the ground.

"Ahem..." The swordsman coughed, his voice echoing in the empty palace.

"Brother, I'm here to see you."

Yujiao was wearing a thin gauze dress, hugging the swordsman from behind. She frowned, and I felt pity for her.

"Yeah." The swordsman responded lightly.

This time he forced his way into the Nine Heavens Divine Palace, and the swordsman suffered serious injuries.

"Palace Master... is still in Yunmeng Palace." Yujiao's voice was intentional or unintentional, as if her chest was wandering.

Seeing that the swordsman didn't respond, Yujiao continued: "I'm just provoking, I just can't stand her. My brother works for her, and he's so seriously injured that I don't even want to come and see him."

The more Yujiao talked, the angrier she became, and she seemed very dissatisfied with Wu Shi.

The swordsman's eyes were calm: "She is my master."

What does Master want to do?

He doesn't know either.

It doesn't matter if Master doesn't care about him.

At this time, Yujiao's hand seemed to move down intentionally, and a trace of blush appeared on her snowy face.

"I want to practice swordsmanship." The swordsman said calmly.

Yujiao looked stunned, gritted her teeth and stomped away.

There was only one swordsman left in the palace.

There was no sadness or joy on his face, and his voice was robotic.

"How... can I become stronger?"

This is also one of the three sentences.

The sword kept swinging, the avenue collapsed and then reorganized.

His strength is constantly improving.

Unfortunately, he always felt that his improvement was very slow.

I don't know how long it took, but a Taoist god came over.

"Lord Jiantu, the palace master orders you to level the Tianyuan Ruins."

He is a swordsman, but everyone calls him a swordsman.

The Taoist god looked a little hesitant, as if he was not worthy of his sword disciple.

"Oh." The swordsman said calmly.

The Taoist god lowered his head and finally said: "Sir, your injury has not healed yet, so you started a war rashly...I'm afraid."

Speaking of this, this Taoist god also has grievances.

"Yunmeng Palace spans two ruins, and this foundation was achieved by you, Master Jiantu, with one strike after another.

Has she, Palace Master Yunmeng, shed a drop of blood and contributed a bit?" The Taoist master became more and more excited as he spoke. Finally, he looked at the swordsman and said, "If the swordsman wants it, we will...

The Master Swordsman is the master, and the Master Swordsman is in charge of Yunmeng Palace."

This is also the meaning of other Taoist gods.

After all, the dedication of a swordsman is visible to the naked eye.

Where is Wu Shi?

Sit back and enjoy the results.

The swordsman listened calmly, not sure whether he heard it or not.

"I'm going to see Master."

He wanted to ask Master some questions.

Space rotates, from autumn to winter in one step.

The red maple leaves turn into white snow.

In Yunmeng Palace, Wu Shi, dressed in red, seemed to be mumbling to himself.

It has been snowing on the top of Yunmeng Mountain for a long time.

It snows every year, and the snow gets smaller and smaller.

There is a vast expanse between heaven and earth.

At this time, Wu Shi turned his head and looked at the person coming from the wind and snow in the distance.

She revealed a bright and charming face.

"You don't want to start a war against Tianyuan Ruins?" Wu Shi asked softly.

"No."

"What brings you here?"

Looking at Wu Shi, the swordsman looked confused.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he thought he could defeat his master.

However, as his strength grew stronger, he found that he could not see Wu Shi more and more clearly.

I can’t understand Wu Shi either.

"With Master's strength, if I take action personally, I am afraid that Tianyuan Ruins will be wiped out very quickly. Why doesn't Master take action himself?"

The swordsman combined the knowledge that he was Wu Shi and asked the other Taoist gods' doubts.

Wu Shi smiled: "I can't leave Yunmeng Palace."

"Why?"

"I want to wait for someone here." Wu Shi looked into the swordsman's eyes.

"Who are you waiting for?" The swordsman's eyes were clear.

"I'm waiting for a sword, a sword... that can make the world no longer suffer."

"Are you waiting?" the swordsman asked.

Wu Shi's face showed a look of reminiscence: "Forgetting Zhou Mountain is not broken yet, maybe... we haven't waited."

She added in her mind.

The swordsman's face changed slightly.

Forget Zhoushan is the core of the Zhoushan world.

If we forget that Zhou Mountain is broken, the world of Zhou Mountain will be overturned, and countless creatures will perish and die in vain.

This is inconsistent with his lawful good nature.

Wu Shi looked at the swordsman and said seriously: "I'll wait."

Her memory told her that she would see that sword.

After bidding farewell to Wu Shi, the swordsman walked alone, one man with one sword, spending a hundred thousand years to level the Tianyuan Ruins.

At this point, a total of three of Zhoushan's great realms and the Seven Ruins have been included in the territory of Yunmeng Palace.

There are more and more rumors.

"Master Yunmeng Palace is so ambitious that he wants to unify the Zhou Mountain world!"

"Is it possible that I can only bow at her feet?"

"Damn it, that swordsman helped the emperor to do evil and was willing to be the executioner of Palace Master Yunmeng."

"Humph, you claim to be kind, is this what you mean by kindness?"

There were many murmurs of dissatisfaction.

To Palace Master Yunmeng, to the swordsman.

It seemed that all of a sudden, they became the target of public criticism.

However, using words as a weapon of criticism is useless.

In the next million years, the swordsman's strength will become stronger and stronger.

His sword is close to the Tao.

Ordinary Taoist gods are no match for him.

In just a million years, there was only one voice in the entire Zhoushan world.

That is Yunmeng Palace.

And the swordsman is known as the number one Taoist god.

Even the Nine Heavens Divine Palace treats its swordsmen with respect and respect.

After all, they still have to do business in the Zhoushan world.

Kill the swordsman?

They are sure.

But... Palace Master Yunmeng is too mysterious.

No one knows how deep she is. If she does, probably only the swordsman knows about it.

"Master, are you still waiting for that sword?"

The swordsman held his sword and his voice was as cold as ever.

Over the years, he found that his master was becoming more and more lethargic and addicted to food.

It's just that Master doesn't eat anything. If he does, he only eats what she cooks.

"Yeah." Wu Shi ate the fish, her voice was much colder than before.

Nowadays, although the Zhoushan world is unified, there are more opportunities for the two to meet.

But the relationship, in the eyes of outsiders, has become cold.

Wu Shi seemed to rarely smile in front of swordsmen.

The swordsman knew it, according to his sister Yujiao.

This is the alienation of His Holiness.

"Are you waiting?"

"No." Wu Shi said calmly, "Forget Zhoushan is broken, maybe we can wait."

"Master, if you forget that Zhou Mountain is broken, the Zhou Mountain world will collapse. I hope Master will not do anything wrong." The swordsman said coldly.

He thought of Yujiao's words and also some hints from the Taoist God.

In these years, the Zhoushan world has been unified, and Wu Shi seems to have been arranging means in the Zhoushan world.

There are rumors that Wu Shi wants to subvert the Zhoushan world.

He also discovered some arrangements left by Wu Shi.

"Disciple, are you teaching how to act as a master?" Wu Shi looked at the swordsman coldly.

Swordsmen have never seen this kind of look.

He was emotionless and showed no emotion.

He took a deep look at Wu Shi and said calmly: "There is a lot of food cooked here, enough for Master to need for a hundred thousand years."

After the swordsman finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Wu Shi was the only lonely person left in Yunmeng Palace.

She looked at the snow getting smaller and smaller and murmured.

"Now, don't you even listen to me?"

Today, in Yunmeng Palace, she is the nominal palace owner.

But all Taoist gods respect swordsmen.

He was ordered not to leave the palace.

She became a real loner.

"It's so cold."

"Hungry."

"Yesterday I looked at the snow, and it was in clusters. Tonight I looked at the snow, and it was falling."


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