The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky.
After the Sui Dynasty conquered the Kingdom of Shu, they had this natural and dangerous place at the border, which became the strongest geographical advantage to resist the northern border.
If the Tang Dynasty went south to attack the Sui Dynasty, it would inevitably pass through Shu.
In Shu, there are many divergent roads and mountains, and forest creatures such as apes and yellow cranes are also afraid of those dangerous ravines.
The mountains in Shu are mostly connected by small paths. According to legend, even birds entering the vast mountains may get lost.
This place is also stationed by the Zhenbei Army, the famous general who destroyed the country in the Spring and Autumn Period, Lu Qi, and one of the two great military gods in Jamfu today. It can be said to be the most difficult line of defense in the world.
On top of two peaks in Shushan Mountain.
There are several Taoist temples located on the top of two large and small hills here.
The larger one is Qinglian Peak and the smaller one is White Lotus Peak.
The two peaks are only a few dozen miles apart. There are waterfalls hanging down, yellow cranes flying around, and sometimes when the clouds and mist are steaming in the mountains, it feels like a fairyland.
But if you tell some ordinary people that this is the "World Sword Sect" that was once famous in the world of monasticism, I'm afraid not many people would be willing to believe it.
Compared with the three grand temples of Buddhism, the Vajra and Bodhi Temples are especially examples.
It is said that there were a total of 480 temple branches in the Southern Sui Dynasty, all of which were branches of these two temples. The two main Buddhist temples also have the allusion that "when the Buddhist bell rings, the pure land is thousands of miles away".
What I am talking about is the Vajra Temple, the pure land of the temple, various meritorious forests, and treasure halls, which cover an area of 1,000 miles.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this can be regarded as the "authentic sect of the three religions", with deep roots and majestic atmosphere.
Even if it is not as splendid as Buddhism, there are still an endless stream of incense and kind visitors in the several blessed places of Taoism, and the surrounding famous mountains and rivers are a true fairyland on earth.
As for the disciples of the "Sword Immortal", who are very important in the entire monastic world, they are not so shabby that they only end up with two foundations, but this is the fact.
In fact, strictly speaking, this place can no longer be called the "Tianxia Sword Sect".
In the past, after the Tianxia Sword Sect was divided due to Tao and sword fighting, only the lineage that believed in "Swords Tongtian Dao" was left here. In order to distinguish it from the original "Tianxia Sword Sect", this place was assigned the word "天", known as "Heaven".
Tianzong.
The other lineage is known as the Sword Sect!
Over the past five hundred years, the Sword Sect has become famous in the world of martial arts. From time to time, several young sword cultivators emerge and become famous in the world.
On the contrary, Tianzong became increasingly lonely.
This day.
On Tianzong Qinglian Peak.
An old man and a middle-aged man stood.
The white-robed old man's expression changed, and he pinched the sword formula in his hand. Suddenly, there was a faint sword aura around him, which affected the astrology of principles.
The old man closed his eyes and murmured: "The sword energy moved south. It seems that they lived up to their high expectations and finally brought the person back."
"Brother Headmaster, let me pick you up." A man in civilian clothes said with a slightly happy tone.
However, his words trailed off.
The old man's voice was a little ethereal.
"No, this 30% of the luck of the sword is safe only if I personally pick it up."
The words fall.
There is a clanging sword energy.
The old man has disappeared into Qinglian Peak.
The middle-aged man looked up at the sky: "More than ten years ago, you said that you would bring 70% of the luck of the future swordsmanship back to Qinglian Peak, but that child... alas..."
"Now, you said that we have brought back the other 30%. According to your old man's vision of divination with swords, this is equivalent to 100% of the world's fortune in swordsmanship in the future, and it will all belong to our Tianzong."
"Could it be..."
The middle-aged man's tone showed that he couldn't calm down: "After five hundred years, can our Tianzong finally hope that a land swordsman will appear?"
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Southern Sui Dynasty.
Far West.
The waves are rolling and the ocean is rising and falling.
An ancient city stands near the sea.
Baidi City.
A courtyard somewhere in the city.
A middle-aged man in white, about thirty years old, with a black beard on his lips, was sharpening a wooden sword.
Suddenly, his neat fingers stopped.
I feel something in my heart.
People looked towards the junction of Sui and Tang Dynasties.
"What a sword!"
The man's eyes flashed, he stood up and whispered to himself:
"Master Baimei, fifty years ago before I was born, you deceived my Ye family and took away the White Emperor Sword in my city. Now, fifty years have passed, maybe it's time for this public case..."
The man in white walked out of the courtyard.
"By the way, let's go take a look at that sword. Can you look forward to it?"
In the man's hand was the freshly whittled wooden sword.
Taking it with him, he headed north.
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A certain hill on the border between north and south.
A fifteen-year-old girl is standing here, waiting anxiously.
"We agreed to meet here. Why, you damn little bottle. I've been waiting for you all day and all night."
Zhao Qingyang bit her white lips lightly and kept saying angry words, but her face was full of worry.
Then cheer yourself up.
"He is no longer the little bottle that needed my protection. He is now more powerful than me. He can kill a master on the third level of foundation building with one knife. How could something happen to him?"
But, if nothing happened, why hasn’t the small bottle come yet after we made an appointment for a whole day and a night?
Half a day ago, the girl couldn't help but turn back and look for it.
But the thought flashed in her heart that if Lu Qingping just walked slower and took some detours, if she left now, Lu Qingping would not be able to find her again.
Under the dark night.
A crescent moon hung high.
The cold wind blows the world away.
A heart full of sorrow and anxiety.
Just at this moment.
Suddenly.
There was something strange in Zhao Qingyang's heart. She suddenly felt something extremely sharp appearing in the air.
Strong alertness and calmness made the girl immediately hold the sword in her hand and shouted coldly: "Who is this!!"
After drinking this, the sharp energy around him became even more intense.
However, the girl's voice in response was gentle.
"I have a long life."
When Zhao Qingyang heard this, she was very wary at first, but soon, a lightning flashed in her heart, and she blurted out: "Headmaster of Tianzong!"
The old master said that when they reached the border, an expert from the Tian Sect with magical powers and Dharma realm would come to pick them up and take them back to the Southern Sui Dynasty smoothly.
However, what I didn't expect was that the person who arrived was not the fourth level of magical powers, but the fifth level of the oven of heaven and earth. He was one of the strongest swordsmen in the world who was only one step away from reaching the land gods.
The master of Tianzong, Baimei Zhenren, is known as Ren Shou.
An old man in a white robe, with a kind face and kind eyes, said warmly: "Yes, it is me who came to pick you up."
Zhao Qingyang asked subconsciously: "Where to go?"
The old man smiled gently and said: "Do you want to go back to the Luoyang Palace? Or do you want to follow me and become a land swordsman in this world in the future?"
However, the girl let her guard down.
The next moment, she didn't answer the question at all. She bit her lip and whispered: "Old sir, can you help me find Xiao Ping'er? He made an appointment to meet me here, but there has been no news for a day.
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She quickly told her what she had agreed with Lu Qingping before breaking up.
The old man was slightly startled. Because he was too concerned about the luck of the three-point swordsmanship, he didn't pay attention to the fact that there was only a girl here.
"After leaving Yunmengguan, we ran away separately. However, one day passed, and the son of King Zhenbei failed to arrive here? This..." The old man felt a little surprised in his heart, and then quickly said to the girl: "You wait here.
Come on, I'll go find him."
The words fall.
The old man disappeared like a ghost. Before leaving, he drew a sword on the hill to protect the girl.
"In order to keep 30% of my luck at Qinglian Peak, I promised Lu Qi to bring his son back, and then he would go to the palace to intercede with the Emperor of the Zhao family. It would be difficult to treat him without that young man.
He confessed that after all, his family’s wealth is still within the territory of this martial artist..."
The old headmaster said to himself.
Zhao Qingyang was waiting on the hill.
But, three hours passed.
She saw the old head coach returning with a solemn expression.
"Impossible..." The old headmaster frowned and said to himself: "I have searched all over the Gobi plains 20,000 miles away from Yunmeng Pass, but there is no breath at all."
"What?" Zhao Qingyang's face turned pale.
"How is it possible? The little bottle has definitely been killed. There is no way it has no breath. Old senior, please look for it again."
But the old headmaster shook his head solemnly: "It's impossible. If I can't detect the breath with my sword divination, there won't be many people in this world."
He stroked his beard and thought to himself: "It couldn't be that another accident happened later and the young man was captured and brought back to the Tang Dynasty."
He looked north with a pair of sword eyes.
If that's the case...
He couldn't go deep into the Tang Dynasty to investigate.
Why did he wait until Zhao Qingyang escaped from the Tang Dynasty and reached the border between the two countries to help him?
That's because someone has set a rule for the great practitioners in this world.
"Those who have gone up the mountain must no longer take the initiative to interfere in the affairs of human dynasties. They must abide by the distinction between immortals and mortals."
These boys and girls are all objects of special status.
If he, as a mountain immortal, blatantly went to Datang to bring back people, he would be involved in the affairs of the two countries.
At that time, I am afraid that the person who set the rules had already slapped him back before he arrived in Chang'an.
"this……"
The old head coach looked troubled.
I never expected that Lu Qi's son would actually go missing.
The girl's expression changed, and she realized something.
But she immediately sat on a rock on the mountain, her face calm, but revealing a determination as determined as death.
"Old senior, please go. I won't leave until I get the small bottle."
this moment.
The world-famous Baimei Zhenren, the leader of Tianzong, wanted to easily knock the girl unconscious and bring her back to Qinglian Peak.
But then he thought that if the young man didn't come back, not only would he not be able to explain to Lu Qi, but he would also be unable to get the girl to follow him willingly and join the Tianzong...
"Okay, I will wait here with you."
He reluctantly compromised.
In his mind, he was thinking of sending a message to the Tang Dynasty to inquire about the news.
Just when these two people were waiting for Lu Qingping in Xiaoqingshan.
…
Lu Qingping only remembered that she was riding a horse and escaping from Yunmengguan, but she felt sleepy. She seemed to have seen a strange light before falling asleep.
After waking up, I arrived here.
A simple palace, surrounded by carved beams and painted buildings, decorated with dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and other exotic beasts, some of which were images of exotic beasts that Lu Qingping could not remember in her two lifetimes.
This hall is like an ancient ancestral hall. There are four doors outside. Outside the doors is a gray world, with wisps of seemingly chaotic gas flowing, just like the scene before the creation of the world.
On a wall inside the hall, there is something like an ancient turntable, which shows traces of the vicissitudes of time.
This is where Lu Qingping is now.
Counting him, there are a total of seven men and women standing here.
Five men and two women.
Four of them behaved differently from the three of them, including him. Instead, they looked at the three of them calmly.
Lu Qingping was shocked in her heart.
This is not the time to dream.
In the ancient hall, a young man shouted in a throbbing voice:
"Who are you and what is this place?"
Then, Lu Qingping saw a woman with a jade-like temperament not far in front of her. She glanced at Lu Qingping, then looked at the young man shouting here, and said slowly:
"My name is Meng Hanchan, and I am a current generation disciple of the Taoist Danxia Blessed Land."
Hearing the words "Dao Sect Danxia Blessed Land", although the young man's eyes were still frightened by the sudden arrival in a strange place, he was a little more shocked.
The Danxia Blessed Land of the Middle Way of the Three Religions.
"Then this is the Taoist Danxia Blessed Land. Why did I come here?"
Lu Qingping said nothing, thinking in her heart...
Danxia Blessed Land?
Have you arrived at the Taoist Danxia Blessed Land?
However, what the young woman named Meng Hanchan said next made Lu Qingping feel panicky.
Just listen.
Meng Hanchan shook her head gently, "No, this is not the Danxia Blessed Land, nor is it any sect or power place you know, but a place that is floating on the land of Jambu, but seems to be different. This place is called...
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"Reincarnation Hall!"
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