Zhang Xiaofan never thought that what he would see when he opened his eyes would be such a world.
What he saw in front of him was not at all a cave hidden deep in the mountain as he imagined. What he saw in front of him was another ancient, desolate and strange place.
A vast, endless desolate Gobi desert lay before him. There were no trees, flowers, or grass, only dark gray rocks and sand. Strong winds blew across the Gobi desert, bringing with it a shrieking sound above his head.
, is a strange sky. Thick dark purple clouds press the world as if it is breathless. In the clouds, huge white lightnings are constantly falling from the sky and jumping across the sky.
The farthest horizon in the distance is a dark green halo. It is particularly bright there, like there is a bright light at the end of darkness. There are also countless meteors passing through the sky, emitting blazing and dazzling light, turning into stars in the sky.
Make brilliant and spectacular star speech.
After a long while, Zhang Xiaofan slowly withdrew his gaze, his shocked mood gradually calmed down, and he looked forward. On the desolate Gobi, not far in front of him, there was indeed an altar with a dark gray boulder as its seat and steps on all sides.
, seven floors up and down, there are seven huge pillars on the altar, divided into seven colors, each one is tens of feet high, and it takes three people to surround it. Ordinary people on this altar will look as small as ants.
In the center of the altar, there is an ancient cauldron with a crude form. At this moment, there is a man leaning against the ancient cauldron with a tired look on his face. He looks extremely old, and he is looking towards Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan's body was shocked. This extremely old-looking man was actually the current headmaster of Qingyun Sect, Daoxuan Zhenren.
There was no cold, black air around Master Daoxuan at this moment, and he looked far from the usual one who commanded the world to command the Taoist Immortal Wind. He seemed to have been breathing in a low voice, and when he saw Gui Li walking over, he suddenly
He smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be able to walk through the 'Path of the Phantom Moon' on your own. It's really amazing."
Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment, turned around and looked around. He saw where he had just come from, a stone gate standing tall. Different from the desolate scenery of the world around him, there was darkness in this stone gate that was one foot high and six feet wide. Looking from a distance, it seemed that
You can still vaguely see the layer of swirling water mist flowing through the water. It seems that the passage is not long.
But when Zhang Xiaofan looked at the darkness and recalled the scene just now, he still felt a lingering fear. But after a moment, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he turned around again and looked at Dao Xuanxuan.
The person in front of him can be said to have directly killed Tian Buyi, his most respected mentor in his life, and indirectly killed his master's wife Suru. However, at this moment, Daoxuan Zhenren, who looked weak but without the slightest hint of hostility, seemed to be missing in Zhang Xiaofan's heart.
Any desire for revenge.
"Are you OK?"
He slowly walked up to Master Daoxuan and said quietly
Master Daoxuan looked at him, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his tired face, but instead of asking him about his past grudges, he asked: "Why did you come here?"
Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment and said calmly: "I thought I should come, so I came."
Master Daoxuan looked at him and slowly laughed. He laughed louder and louder. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, the one who should have come has just come, hahahaha." He laughed wantonly and crazily, as if his deep love was gradually becoming more intense.
When he got up, Zhang Xiaofan didn't ask any more questions or interrupt him, he just watched quietly.
It took a long time for Master Daoxuan's laughter to slowly stop. His face still looked very tired, but the strange light in his eyes had begun to become sharper and brighter.
"Don't you want to avenge your master?" Master Daoxuan suddenly said to him calmly.
Zhang Xiaofan did not answer, but still looked at Master Daoxuan quietly. His eyes were calm and peaceful, as if there was a hint of compassion. However, the monkey Xiao Hui in his arms seemed a little uneasy and moved a few times.
She left his arms and climbed onto his shoulders again to sit down.
Master Daoxuan's body seemed to tremble slightly, and his face slowly changed. The tired look gradually disappeared, and the sharp light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. The man who once looked down upon the world
A momentum seemed to quickly return to him like a tide.
That terrifying and invisible power could be clearly felt from Master Daoxuan even if Zhang Xiaofan stood aside.
He stood up slowly, and wisps of black energy emerged from his body, swirling around him at high speed, and the violent aura reappeared. He stared at Zhang Xiaofan and smiled again, but this smile seemed a little...
ferocious.
"Still...are you scared?"
"Boom" suddenly, a loud noise erupted behind Master Daoxuan. The ancient tripod was instantly blown to pieces by a huge force. The fragments flew everywhere. In the smoke, Zhang Xiaofan's pupils shrank slightly.
A broken sword was placed in the original position of the ancient tripod and inserted upside down on the hard stone base. It looked like stone but not stone, like jade but not jade. It was crude in form but had a majestic look. It was the official ancient sword for killing immortals.
"Hahahahaha" At this moment, the thick black energy was already covering Daoxuan. In the midst of laughter, he stretched out his hand, and as if he was spiritual, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword shook, and slowly pulled it out, flew off the ground and fell to Daoxuan.
In the hands of real people.
"Since you are so useless, then let me send you to see your master, hahahahaha" Daoxuan Zhenren laughed ferociously, and tightly grasped the hilt of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. In an instant, the entire huge altar was
Trembling, a burst of abundant power burst out. On the altar, the seven huge stone pillars seemed to be summoned and lit up one by one. The light became more and more intense, and finally turned into seven colorful red lights, dazzling
Eye-catching, reaching straight to the sky.
A panicked macro light soared into the sky and penetrated into the deep purple clouds. Suddenly, the thick clouds above the altar changed. Countless clouds began to rotate rapidly. Electric light flashed one after another in the clouds. A huge crack slowly opened, revealing
The true appearance in the sky.
Zhang Xiaofan looked up to the sky and held his breath. Only at this moment did he truly understand why this place was called "Huanyue Cave"!
High in the sky, the crack opened by the huge light driven by the Zhuxian Solid Sword revealed a flickering and changing moon, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, all kinds of colors of brilliance.
Flashing on this psychedelic moon, it emits a beautiful and mysterious light.
And when the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian drove the seven giant pillars to shine into the sky, the seven-color rainbow light instantly passed through the clouds and merged into the fantasy moon. Suddenly, the magic moon's light was strong, and the seven-color light flickered non-stop. After a moment, unexpectedly,
A seven-color air sword was transformed into the mid-air. Wherever it passed, all the dark clouds evaded and dissipated, creating an unparalleled power.
Zhang Xiaofan's face changed color. He was very familiar with this formation. It was the invincible Zhuxian Sword Formation. However, there were no stingy swords flying in the sky at the moment. However, under the phantom moonlight, the power of this main sword was as if
It was more powerful than the Immortal-killing Sword Formation that was launched on the Qimai Peak that day.
Daoxuan's face was completely shrouded in black air at this moment, and an icy laughter came from inside, which sounded even more bone-chilling, "In this Huanyue Cave Mansion, the magic power of the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals has increased tenfold, please forgive me."
He is Daluo Jinxian, and he will die without a burial place, so he must die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was already swinging the Ancient Sword of Killing Immortals in his hand. In an instant, the situation in the world changed color, rumbling thunder exploded in the sky and the earth. The terrifying giant sword in the sky slowly turned its head and faced Zhang Xiaofan.
Before the sword fell, the violent wind was coming. Zhang Xiaofan knew that such a power that could destroy the heaven and earth could not be resisted by human power, so he tried to dodge, but unexpectedly, the moon flickered in the sky, and when he was about to move,
, a rainbow light has already shrouded it, and suddenly it was like a mountain of tai, pressing down his entire life, and after the pressure, it actually made him unsteady, and his whole body slowly knelt down. The place where he stood was underground.
A rumbling sound came, and within a few dozen feet with Zhang Xiaofan as the center, the ground cracked innumerable in the blink of an eye.
The giant sword has not yet arrived but is so powerful. After the ancient sword of Zhuxian was broken, under the phantom moon, its power seemed to be even more powerful than before. With this terrifying power, even if the real Daluo Jinxian came here, it would be wiped out. I don't know
How could such a terrifying power exist in the human world?
Although Zhang Xiaofan's Taoism is extremely high at the moment, and after experiencing the enlightenment of life and death, his mentality has been reincarnated and his practice has advanced to a higher level. However, this power of killing immortals is definitely not possessed by the human world and cannot be resisted by human beings. He is actually helpless and can only sigh.
, waiting to die.
But at this critical moment of life and death, his heart felt calm, without any fear, as if he was about to go home, with a faint smile on his lips.
However, it seemed that God did not want him to die like this. Just when Zhang Xiaofan gave up, another voice sounded in the distance.
"Brother, stop..."
The voice was young and calm, but the words gave people a vague feeling of excitement and soaring, as if the speaker could easily move people's hearts and make people's blood boil with just a casual sentence.
The power of Zhu Xian, which destroyed the heaven and the earth and could not be stopped by gods and demons, suddenly stopped. Daoxuan Zhenren, who seemed to have mastered the power of life and death in the world and looked down upon everything, the black energy on his face suddenly dissipated, revealing
With an unbelievable expression, he stared behind Gui Li in astonishment, and even his voice became hoarse:
"You...Junior Brother Wan..."
The pressure on Zhang Xiaofan's body suddenly dissipated, and then the cracks under his feet closed silently, as if they had never appeared before. He had no time to be surprised by this, and turned around sharply to look back.
A white figure stood under the stone door through which he had just entered this world.
He was a young and handsome young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes seemed to always exude a passion. The strong wind on the Gobi blew by, and his white clothes fluttered.
Piao, indescribably cool and unrestrained, just standing there casually, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt a feeling of admiration from the bottom of his heart, as if as long as he said a word, he would be willing to follow him in the iron-blooded battlefield across the world.
In the sky, the phantom moon twinkles.
In this psychedelic time space, in the chaotic and lost memories, the two former heroes of Qingyun reunited again.
Master Daoxuan's body began to tremble slowly, and the Ancient Zhuxian Sword he held high slowly lowered. He walked down the altar step by step and walked towards the white figure, never looking at Zhang Xiaofan again.
The white clothes are fluttering, and the handsome face is just like the passionate years in the memory, exuding the light of youth.
That light, warm and blazing, had once been the most cherished place in his heart.
In his dry eyes, hot tears slowly welled up.
"Junior brother...is it really you?"
The young man in white stood there without leaving the scope of the stone gate, with a smile on his face and said to Master Daoxuan:
"Hello, senior brother, we haven't seen you for a long time."
Master Daoxuan's body shook a little. Although he was still holding the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, the black energy on his body quickly faded after he saw Wan Jianyi's figure. However, at the same time, Zhang Xiaofan first saw him.
The deep tired look from that time returned to his face again.
He seemed to have aged ten years in this short period of time, as if the life in his body had been sucked away by the Zhu Xian in his hand.
It’s just that Master Daoxuan obviously didn’t pay attention to the changes in his body. All his energy was focused on the young man in white who appeared mysteriously. He slowly stretched out his hand to touch the body in his memory: "Junior brother...
…”
His voice broke off halfway, and his hand passed through the body and touched nothing, except nothingness.
Master Daoxuan stumbled, as if his footing was unstable. He stretched out his hand to help Shimen before he managed to stand still. He was panting heavily, but despair and pain flashed across his eyes.
Like a fleeting glimpse, the white figure that had just disappeared when he reached out to touch it quietly appeared in front of his eyes, but it still did not leave the scope of the stone door. The young figure still smiled and said: "Brother, you
Why aren't you awake yet?"
Master Daoxuan looked up, with confusion in his eyes, and murmured: "Sober, what are you sober?"
The young man in white stared at him and said quietly: "Brother, you are smart in your life. You should have realized the truth long ago. Let it go, let go of your attachment to this world, and let go of the useless pursuit of power. The two of us practiced Taoism together, and what we did
, do you eat these things?"
Master Daoxuan's body slowly began to tremble. At this moment, he looked like an aging old man who was completely devouring himself. At the last moment of his life, he was struggling desperately to see the road ahead in confusion.
"We...practice Taoism...for what...?"
The young man in white showed that gentle smile again, and the look on his face was so warm that even Zhang Xiaofan who was standing aside was trembling. The young man in white didn't say anything more, just gently shook his shame robe, and there was a soft sound.
The wind blew through the clothes, blowing away the fine sand and dust under my feet, leaving nothing but nothing.
He looked peacefully and calmly at the old and tired face of Master Daoxuan, and said gently: "Brother, let it go."
"Snapped!"
The Ancient Zhuxian Sword, which contains supreme magic power and is capable of destroying the heaven and earth, fell from the hands of Master Daoxuan and fell to the ground like an ordinary long sword, broken from copper and iron.
A smile slowly appeared on Master Daoxuan's face. The smile was peaceful and calm, exactly the same as the smile on the face of the young man in white.
"I'm so...silly, I waited so long to understand..." He said softly in a low voice, took a step forward, stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to hug something, but after a moment, his body slowly
He fell down and fell weakly to the ground.
All life disappeared from that body, but no matter what, it could not take away the light and gentle smile on Daoxuan's face.
The world was silent, and for a moment, the only sound left was the howling wind in the distance.
The once all-powerful figure passed away so quietly at this moment. Zhang Xiaofan stood aside silently, watching everything that happened.
The figure of the young man in white became a little blurry, but it did not disappear. On the contrary, he looked at the body of Master Daoxuan in silence for a while, then turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan knew to some extent in his heart the identity of this seemingly illusory figure in white, and he couldn't help but feel a general reverence in his heart, and whispered in a low voice: "Senior."
The young man in white still had a gentle smile, looked at Zhang Xiaofan with some admiration in his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "Hello, kid, you are really good."
Zhang Xiaofan didn't understand why he praised him for a moment, and he didn't know what the word "good" in his words meant. He was a little surprised, but the young man in white didn't seem to intend to explain. He waved his hand lightly and saw that he was lying on the ground.
The Ancient Zhuxian Sword on the ground suddenly seemed to be dragged by an invisible force and flew up.
The young man in white stared at the ancient sword, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and said quietly: "My child, this power of killing immortals is the mysterious and supreme magic power that conquers the creation of heaven and earth. It can kill immortals, destroy demons, and destroy heaven and earth. It shouldn't be
He exists in the world, but now that he is here, he needs a master after all."
As he spoke, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was carried by the wind like a floating duckweed, and floated in front of Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and looked at the young man in white. He didn't know what to say for a moment. After a while, he said: "Senior, you"
The young man in white smiled and said: "Why do you think you can come here? In fact, it is because this sword summoned you, so you are the one who is destined."
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head repeatedly and said: "Senior, you and Dao Xuan...the two masters are both amazing talents. They are unparalleled in intelligence and are unique in the world. They are thousands of times better than my disciples. Neither of you two can do it."
How can a disciple who truly masters the power of killing immortals be able to take on this important task if he is stupid?"
The young man in white smiled slightly and said: "If you don't care, you will know if you pick up this ancient sword of killing immortals. This power of killing immortals is not a common thing in the world, and it can be mastered by inhumane methods."
Zhang Xiaofan was startled, looked at the young man in white, and said, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"
The young man in white smiled and said: "Since ancient times, you are the only one who has had the opportunity to understand four of the five volumes of the "Heavenly Book". If not, there are billions of creatures in the world, why are you the only one who can feel the summons of this ancient sword of killing immortals?
?”
The more Zhang Xiaofan listened, the more shocked he became, and he lost his voice: "What, senior, do you mean to say that this ancient sword of killing immortals is..."
The young man in white clothes smiled and said: "Exactly, the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian is the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book in the legend!" At this point, his expression suddenly dimmed again, but he quickly regained his composure and said calmly: "What's more, the real
The key to mastering the power of killing immortals is not the level of one's spiritual practice, the most important thing is the heart."
Zhang Xiaofan was puzzled and said: "Why is this?"
The young man in white said: "The power of killing immortals is far beyond ordinary people. If you control it easily, you can be invincible in the world. Once you have such a terrifying power in your hand, you will often indulge in it unconsciously. In the end, the inner demons will come back and become
A slave of the power of killing immortals."
He sighed softly and said: "Back then, Senior Brother Daoxuan and I were both confident that we were unparalleled in the world, and we were arrogant about everything. Little did we know that in the end, neither of us could resist the inner demons. Only those who have truly experienced thousands of hardships, setbacks and failures, and had a heart that was forged into steel.
Humans are the real masters of this immortal-killing power!"
The ancient sword of Zhu Xian slowly floated in front of Zhang Xiaofan. In the distance, the figure of the young man in white began to shake and gradually became blurred, but his voice still came clearly, "Child, master this power well. Wait until you can truly
Once you understand the meaning of that sentence in the Book of Heaven, you will understand everything..."
The next moment, the white shadow dissipated, and almost at the same time, Zhang Xiaofan slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the Ancient Zhuxian Sword.
Five fingers, close together!
"boom!"
It was like a thunder that suddenly exploded in the ears, tearing the entire sky apart, lightning flashed, wind and clouds rolled, and the phantom moon in the sky was full of brilliance. The colorful lights shone non-stop, converging into a huge light pillar, falling from the sky.
, shrouding Zhang Xiaofan’s figure.
"ah……"
With a long roar, the sound entered the clouds, Zhang Xiaofan flew away and landed on the altar. Seven colorful pillars lit up at the same time. The light pillars were like dragons, vigorously tumbling in the air, as if they were cheering and roaring.
In the depths of the light, Zhang Xiaofan's figure seemed to be a little blurry. I could only vaguely see his movements, slowly raising the Zhuxian Ancient Sword. As the ancient sword rose higher, the wind and clouds in the sky rotated more and more.
Hurry, that colorful qi sword, which represents the peerless power of killing immortals, appears again, looking down upon the world with arrogance!
Around the giant sword in the sky, under the brilliance of the phantom moon, in the empty sky and earth, a row of huge golden fonts slowly appeared. Each one was a hundred feet high, going straight from the sky to the ground. It was so spectacular.
pole.
Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs!
The wind and clouds are turbulent, the sky and the earth are rustling, and in the depths of the brilliance, that gaze is staring deeply into the sky, the earth, and the sky!
Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak.
Looking out from Tongtian Peak, the sky in the distance no longer has the cloudless blue and empty space of the past. At this moment, a violent blood-red light and shadow envelopes the sky, turning into heavy dark clouds, and is pressing towards Tongtian Peak.
.
There was chaos in the Qingyun Sect. The sudden invasion of the Demon Sect was so fierce that no one could have predicted it. In a short period of time, the righteousness had been severely damaged, and the elites were gone. The most terrifying thing was this
Eighty-nine times out of ten, the righteous elites were bewitched by the mysterious and strange evil spells of the Devil's Sect, the Ghost King Sect, and became the ghost king's thugs.
Originally, the righteous path had an absolute advantage over the demon sect, but suddenly the world was reversed. The ghost king seemed to think this was not ordinary enough, and even used evil methods to confuse all the people on the Qingyun Road and near the Qingyun Mountains.
His men only know how to kill with murderous weapons, and their number has exceeded 100,000. Their power is so great that it is even more powerful than the beast-monster disaster that was known as the great catastrophe of the world.
As for the Qingyun Sect, there are only the disciples of the Qingyun Sect and the remaining friends in the righteous path. The elites of the famous sects have all been wiped out. Even giants such as Tianyin Temple, there are only a dozen monks coming here at the moment.
Among them were the abbot Master Puhong, the divine monk Pukong, and the younger generation Faxiang, Fashan and others. Among the group of monks, there was another withered old monk who was silent and stood beside Master Puhong.
beside.
Hearing the arrival of the monks from Tianyin Temple, there was an immediate commotion in the Qingyun Sect. For many years, Tianyin Temple has always been on good terms with the Qingyun Sect. Whenever there was a big disaster, they would fight the enemy side by side. Now everyone rushed out to welcome them, just to see
After arriving at Tianyin Temple, all the monks couldn't help but be speechless.
In front of everyone in the Qingyun Clan, apart from Xiao Yicai, who was temporarily handling matters in the Qingyun Clan, were Zeng Shuchang, the leader of Fenghui Peak and the leader of Xiaozhu Peak, Zeng Shuchang, who was now the most senior in the Qingyun Clan, and Master Shuiyue, the leader of Xiaozhu Peak. Zeng Shuchang looked around and saw Tianyin Temple.
It’s okay for the monks to have dirty looks on their faces, but most of the monks actually had blood stains on their bodies. It was obvious that they had gone through one or several hard battles before coming here. When thinking of the monks of Tianyin Temple,
Everyone. These are the only people here. Could it be that...
Uncle Zeng took a step forward. He hesitated and said, "Master Puhong, you...this..."
Master Puhong was very calm and returned the greeting with folded hands.
He said calmly: "This catastrophe has occurred again, and all living beings in the world are in ruins. The monks in our temple originally wanted to save the common people, but the Taoist priest is taller than the devil, and most of the disciples have already passed away."
After that, he softly recited "Amitabha", Zeng Shuchang was speechless, and then a look of sadness appeared on his face. Xiao Yicai forced himself to calm down. Although his heart slowly sank, he still forced a smile and said: "No matter what,
As long as you masters are here, please go in first."
Master Puhong and other monks from Tianyin Temple joined hands and saluted. At that moment, everyone walked back to the Yuqing Hall. Behind them, the blood-red red clouds on the sky in the distance were pressed a little deeper.
Master Shuiyue walked a few steps and suddenly felt something. He looked back and saw that Lu Xueqi, who was following him, had walked to the railing next to the stone steps at some point. She leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. She was in a daze and didn't know where she was.
What was she thinking? Master Shuiyue was just about to call her, but suddenly his expression dimmed, as if he thought of something, he quietly walked over, walked behind Lu Xueqi, and called softly: "Xueqi."
Lu Xueqi stirred and woke up. She turned around and glanced at Master Shuiyue, and whispered: "Yes, master, disciple, go in now."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to walk towards the Yuqing Palace. Unexpectedly, a look of pity flashed across Master Shuiyue's face, but he reached out and grabbed Lu Xueqi's hand, holding her back.
Lu Xueqi was a little surprised, turned around and said: "Master, what's wrong?"
Master Shuiyue sighed softly, looked at no one around him, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Xue Qi, please leave now."
Lu Xueqi was startled and said: "Master, where do you want your disciple to go?"
Master Shuiyue turned to the distance, watching the fierce red clouds rolling in, and said calmly: "Leave Qingyun Mountain, go where you want to go, be with the person you miss in your heart, and live a good life." She said slowly.
She slowly turned her head to look at Lu Xueqi and said, "Don't come back again."
Lu Xueqi's face turned pale, and tears suddenly flashed in her eyes, but after a moment, she slowly shook her head and whispered: "Master, I won't leave, I want to be with you."
Master Shuiyue gave a bitter smile and said: "Silly boy, Master has lived for such a long time, even if he dies, it won't be a big deal, but you are still so young, and you have someone who truly misses you. Listen to Master and leave Qingyun."
Go and be with him."
Lu Xueqi clenched her teeth and her lips trembled slightly. It seemed that Master Shuiyue's words were a temptation that she couldn't refuse. She was haunted by dreams and dreams. Aren't they all for that kind of life?
However, she still slowly shook her head slowly, as if it was extremely difficult, and then turned around and walked towards the Yuqing Hall. Master Shuiyue looked at her thin and fragile figure, let out a long sigh, and slowly
He slowly shook his head, looking sad.
After standing there for a moment, she sighed softly and walked towards the Yuqing Hall. Halfway there, she suddenly stopped again and looked at the railing in the other corner of the Yuqing Hall. She saw that
In a secluded place, there was another man and a woman, quietly standing together, whispering, and no one knew what they were talking about.
As for those two people, the female is Wen Min, a disciple of Master Shuiyue, and the male is Song Daren of Dazhufeng. Judging from their expressions, there is a hint of tenderness. There is not much fear of impending death, but they seem to cherish the present moment more.
A brief moment of time.
At least, the expressions on their faces were all filled with gentle smiles.
Master Shuiyue's heart felt like it hurt again. He looked at the two people for a long time, remained silent, and slowly walked into the Yuqing Hall.
In the Yuqing Hall, everyone had already taken their seats. Master Puhong was highly virtuous and respected, and everyone recommended him to take the main seat. However, Master Puhong refused to accept the offer, and finally left the main seat empty, and everyone took their seats on both sides.
Uncle Zeng coughed and said, "Master, is it possible that the area near Tianyin Temple has also been invaded by demons from the demon sect?"
Master Puhong put his hands together and said: "With the mercy and blessings of our Buddha, the evil claws have not harmed the people near Tianyin Temple for the time being. The monks in our temple heard that the demons of the evil sect have committed crimes and killed people again. In order to protect the people of the world, they went to stop them.
Unexpectedly, the evil spells of this demonic sect were so powerful that they actually harmed many disciples. Alas... I have committed such a serious crime."
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect had a look of regret on their faces, and Xiao Yicai advised: "Master, there is no need to blame yourself. All the senior brothers who passed away deserved their death and should go to the West to be happy. The most urgent task now is to deal with the current crisis."
Master Pu Hong sighed and nodded, then a look of hope appeared on his face. He looked at the people of Qingyun Sect and said: "The situation is critical right now. The people are in dire straits. Looking at the world, only Senior Brother Daoxuan of your noble sect is the only one."
Only by using the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and showing your divine power can you reverse the crisis and save all sentient beings, please!"
After saying this, he clasped his hands and bowed deeply. Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, everyone in the Qingyun Sect looked at each other, and they were all speechless, not knowing what to say. Soon Master Puhong realized that the situation was wrong, and said in shock: "
how?"
Xiao Yicai gave a wry smile and said: "Master, I don't know. Something has happened in our Qingyun Sect. My mentor has been... missing for many days."
The monks in Tianyin Temple were in a state of excitement, and Master Puhong said in astonishment: "How could this be so?"
Xiao Yicai showed a look of helplessness on his face and said: "Now, I will not hide this from you masters. Ever since the beast monster catastrophe master used the Immortal Killing Sword Formation to repel the enemy, the old man has become a little strange and behaves very differently from usual.
Originally, it was okay to be weird, but after my mentor did some... strange things, he disappeared and was never heard from again."
Master Puhong was silent and speechless. Master Daoxuan was practicing magical powers and the world was looking at him. How could he become like this? It was really unbelievable. But Xiao Yicai and others were obviously not lying. Look at their faces.
Embarrassing, considering that the "strange" thing he said is not something that can be tolerated easily, but the most important thing is that after Daoxuan's disappearance, what should he do now?
Master Pu Hong's expression suddenly changed, he raised his head and said to everyone in the Qingyun Sect: "Then... I wonder if the Ancient Sword of Killing the Immortal is still there? Is there anyone else in the noble sect who is wise and capable, who can urge this Sword Formation of the Killing of the Immortal?"
This time, Xiao Yicai did not speak. Uncle Zeng next to him sighed and said: "Master, I don't know. The ancient sword of Zhuxian has always been kept only by me, the headmaster of Qingyun Sect. It has been passed down from generation to generation and cannot be touched by outsiders. Now the ancient sword of Zhuxian
He also disappeared along with Senior Brother Daoxuan; in addition, operating the Zhuxian Sword Formation requires Taiqing magical power, which cannot be achieved by non-unparalleled talents. In the past hundred years of our sect...only Senior Brother Daoxuan can achieve this level.
, I feel so ashamed and so helpless."
Master Puhong's last glimmer of hope was shattered. He was stunned for a long time and said in a low voice: "If this is really the case, doesn't it mean that the defeat has been decided and the world is really in catastrophe?"
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect remained silent, with serious expressions on their faces and their heads lowered.
In the Yuqing Palace, the air was extremely solemn for a moment. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a desperate cry suddenly came from a distance, followed by a ferocious roar and roar, like the rumble of thousands of wild beasts.
A Qingyun disciple with a desperate look on his face stumbled into the Yuqing Hall and shouted in a trembling voice:
"Demon, demon cult demons are coming to the mountain to kill..."
Everyone stood up instantly, with expressions of astonishment and disbelief on their faces. Slowly, an aura of despair filled the majestic Yuqing Palace.
Is there really no hope at all and everything will be destroyed?
Behind the crowd, Lu Xueqi quietly turned around and looked into the distance. There was no fear on her face, but only a touch of tender longing. (To be continued)