Chapter 786 Landslide
In front of the long pavilion on the mountainside in the distance, the sword master Yu stood facing the wind and holding a sword, facing the east.
His eyes were closed tightly, and a green streak between his eyebrows opened up like the sky. Suddenly, the tip of his eyebrows frowned very tightly, and his eyes suddenly opened!
There are three people protecting him under the pavilion.
Yun Rong looked at Sword Master Yu’s eyebrows with a strange look, and couldn’t help but said, “Sect Master?”
The sword master's eyes were full of green, as if a python was passing through his eyes.
His cold and serious face was as solid as a rock in the cold wind, and he said in a deep voice: "Someone has unlocked the sword seal of "Tai Shang Dao Qing Sword Jue"."
Feng Yi Jian Chenzhan was surprised: "So fast."
From the opening of the sword pavilion to the present, it only took two sticks of incense. This reading speed has broken even the senior brother's record.
Quhe Star is also incredible.
He saw clearly the qualifications of the new disciples who took part in the mountain climbing test this year. Although these dozens of disciples were all spiritually talented, they were all excellent.
But to say that the sword seal can be unlocked within two sticks of incense, that is obviously far from enough.
Shen Zhan's face was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. He hesitated and said, "Could it be the young master..."
Sword Master Yu's deeply frowning expression After Yun Rong looked into her eyes, she thought and analyzed for a moment and then said:
"The young master has been with the sea of books since childhood, and has the talent of photographic memory, although the talent was not good in his youth.
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But during these two hundred years, perhaps Empress Ying Ji taught him extremely well. Although there are very few people who will be enlightened the day after tomorrow, it is not impossible that the young master is uniquely endowed with nature. "
Sword Master Yu snorted coldly and said, "Can she teach him well? What can she teach well? The art of life and death in her body is profound and unpredictable, but how can she teach the superior swordsmanship of the righteous path that I cannot teach? "
Yun Rong knew that over the years, the sect master had been particularly sensitive to the name Ying Ji, but he didn't know that he was so sensitive that he would explode at the slightest sign.
Sword Master Yu Leng snorted. After finishing, his cold and hard face calmed down a little, and his eyes narrowed. With unknown complex emotions, Shen Zhan glanced at the sect master and whispered: "Sect master, the young master is the orthodox of Tianxi Dao, if he can really master the Taishang Dao Qing Sword Jue. Somehow, for Tian Xi, it is actually a good thing. ”
Although Qu Hexing did not have high expectations for this young master who abandoned Tianxi when he was young and went to Zhongyou to become the prince.
But Taishang Daoqing Sword Jue is of great significance to the Tianxi Sword Sect. Even if Ying Xiu is not liked by others, he is the son of the sect leader after all.
If you can break through the ordinary talent, cultivate Taishang Daoqing Sword Art to a regular standard, and then be instructed by the sect master, why should Tianxi worry about having no heirs?
What's more, the sect leader has been grudged with Empress Yingji for so many years, isn't it because he has an outstanding talent in swordsmanship but gave birth to a son who is proficient in trickery but has low spiritual power.
Now because of this, I am afraid that the knot of heart that has been in my heart for many years has finally come to an end.
He nodded with deep understanding and said: "If this is really the case, then the vacant Yuanli Sword might as well be inherited by the Young Master first, so as to solve the urgent need of my Tianxi."
I thought that for the Young Master, Being able to read a series of books so quickly and understand the true meaning of the scriptures, the sect master would definitely feel happy, but unexpectedly, when Qu Hexing looked over, he didn't see any joy in the sect master's eyes.
The dark eyes were as serious as ice. Sword Master Yu gently rubbed the sword on his waist with his palm, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain for a long time.
Finally, he exhaled slowly, and slowly closed his eyes with indescribable tiredness, and said: "That's all, if he can really understand my Holy Seal of Heaven, this will be his fate... ”
Say this, which means relief.
Shen Zhan was well aware of Sword Master Yu's habits and could never lose face. She asked in a low voice: "Sect Master, do you want to tell the Young Master to leave the cabinet?"
Now that he has obtained the Taishang Daoqing Sword Art, Then naturally there is no need to stay in the sword pavilion any longer.
This is the best time for him to comprehend the scriptures stored in the pavilion, and to comprehend the Taishang Daoqing Sword Jue.
If you can get the guidance of Sword Master Yu, who has practiced the Taishang Daoqing Sword Art to the sixth level, this is the critical moment for the sword art to be refined.
Jian Zhuyu couldn’t lose his face towards the Prince Zhongyou who had not been seen in exile for two hundred years.
After Shen Zhan asked such a considerate and thoughtful question, he nodded slightly and hummed with indifference and reluctance.
Shen Zhan smiled helplessly.
The sect master has such a temper...
She raised her arm, the silver needle in her sleeve glowed with a golden sword energy, and she was riding the wind and turning into a phoenix.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A loud sound like the shattering of an ancient giant bell resounded throughout the sky, and a huge meaning of ancient shattering caused the entire sky and earth nebula to violently shake.
Shen Zhan’s eyes changed drastically! Looking down at the mountain peaks under my feet, cracks spread all over the earth. The clear sky is as if someone from heaven suddenly poured a huge splash of ink into the sky, and the fiery turbid breath pours into the earth.
The entire White Camel Mountain was suddenly shrouded in a terrifying shadow.
The golden phoenix sword that flew out from Shen Zhan's fingertips sank into the sword pavilion, and was immediately blocked by a powerful space barrier before flying out.
Shen Zhan's face was pale as he looked at the majestic ancient sword mountain under the dark sky, with sporadic iron filings and dust floating in the air.
Yun Rong has taken the lead and turned his sword into rainbow light, heading straight into the Sword Mountain!
Sword Master Yu’s eyes were dark and dark, and his whole body was full of sword energy!
The anger in Qu Hexing's eyes increased greatly, and he said in a cold voice: "Someone is breaking the iron chain of the Thirteen Sword Stars!"
Sword Master Yu stepped forward with a dragon sword and sword on his waist. Then it unsheathed and rushed into the sky, piercing a huge hole in the dark sky and letting out the skylight.
On a huge star rope, there is a figure standing.
The man held a strange snake-shaped sword in his hand. The blade of the sword had broken into the star rope under his feet, and the blade of the sword broke into golden fragments of light.
In the broken light, the spirit of the Yuan Sword kept screaming and hissing under the strange snake-shaped sword, making a dying cry.
On Tianshan Mountain, countless ancient swords inserted in the sword tomb buzzed and trembled, as if they were caught in a strong turmoil.
The wind is majestic and the sky is torn apart by clouds.
A cold sword energy rose up and struck head-on at the figure on the Sword Mountain Star Rope.
The sword was so fast and so light that it reached between Lu Zhuang's eyebrows without even having time to tear apart the thick clouds in the cold sky.
Lu Zhuang's black pupils were brightened by the silver sword light, and the pupils clearly reflected the woman's beautiful face with dancing black hair.
Faced with Tianxi’s fourth killing sword, he simply couldn’t dodge it.
He could only quickly pull out the life-eating sword from the star rope. The snake-like long sword suddenly turned blood red in his hand, and countless muscle veins quickly spread from the sword body into threads.
Countless bright red, tentacle-like tendons pierced into his skin, and after sucking the life out of his body, they spread throughout his body in an instant.
The sword in Yun Rong's hand did not penetrate even an inch, and he felt that the sword energy of this flourishing age was like a mud cow sinking into the sea.
Through the Snow-Cleaning Sword, she felt an extremely strong and strange and evil aura, which was swallowing the sword's intention.
The bright red tentacles spread out along Lu Zhuang's eyebrows, and quickly wrapped around the Xue Xue Sword. Yun Rong hurriedly retracted the sword and retreated, his pupils shrinking like pinholes.
The thirteen star ropes connecting the realm of the upper world and the spirit of the Yuanli Sword at your feet were actually broken under that strange blood-red snake-shaped sword - Got it!
The Thirteen Swords have the same root and origin.
Xue Xue Sword suddenly reacted, Yunrong Divine Mansion was in turmoil, and the spiritual platform was about to collapse!
The spiritual sword in his hand screamed endlessly. At the same time, the other eleven swords in the White Camel Mountain clanked in unison, and their sound continued for thousands of miles.
She tilted her head slightly and vomited out a mouthful of blood. The corners of her lips were wet and red, and her face was almost pale.
“Yin——————————”
A purple-gold sword light descended like a pillar of heaven, and the Dragon Sword was bathed in the burning clouds, turning into a purple-gold giant dragon, holding the sword in its tail, swooping down and slashing down.
Lu Zhuang, who barely had time to cut off one of the star ropes, was about to die under the sword master Yu's flourishing sword intent.
At this moment, a quick shadow flashed by. The man half-hugged Lu Zhuang's controlled body into his arms. He turned a white chess piece from his sleeve and cracked the chess piece to pieces with his fingertips. .
The clear light of the power of space flashed, and both the figure and Lu Zhuang disappeared.
The Shenglong Sword failed, and the sword master Yu stepped on the huge waves of the sea where the heavy sword energy turned into the sea, his face was so gloomy that he was almost dripping with water.
The cold, thin lips that were pursed into a thin line opened slightly, and he spat out three words with murderous intent: "Search for me!"
Swish, swish, swish! ! !
Twelve sword rainbows rose from the ground and swept into the sky hanging upside down like a sea of ink. Following this, twelve terrifying consciousnesses descended on the earth, tightly wrapping the entire White Camel Mountain.
Sword Master Yu stands on the top of the Sword Mountain, his black and red sword robe billowing like crazy, and on a face as cold and handsome as a god, you can see the raging anger of Liaoyuan Tuntian burning.
He spread his arms, and the torrential sword intent washed over the world like a torrential rain. Each sword intent burned with the aura of dominion over the world, and formed a shocking sword formation in the sky!
At this time, another white shadow cut into the sky from a remote mountain top.
Zhila!
A crack suddenly appeared in the collar of the sword master's fluttering feathers, and a cold sword edge was coldly placed between the side of his neck.
Facing this uninvited and rude person, Sword Master Yu turned his eyes indifferently and looked sideways at the woman in white behind him without any emotion.
The wind blew open the clothes of the two people. In this chaotic and crazy situation, the atmosphere around them was inexplicably depressed, and the air seemed to freeze into ice.
"You are still the same as you were two hundred years ago. You have no respect for your elders! You are rude and wanton!" Every word Sword Master Yu spit out seemed to be filled with ice slag.
Su Jing stands like a snowy plum in the Palace of Sword Mountain. For this one of the Holy Lands of Tianxi, a person from outside the mountain like her can make trouble at any time, and the sword master's neck can be fought with a sword. It's really He is so arrogant that he doesn't make any sense.
In response to this move, Sword Master Yu did not shy away from her and allowed her to be rude.
The plain hand holding the sword deflected slightly, and the edge of the Love-cutting Sword left a blood mark on the neck of the sword master Yu. A voice as light as smoke sounded coldly in the wind: "Reopen the door of the sword pavilion. "
Sword Master Yu Jian frowned deeply, and opened the Qing Sword in his neck. He looked back at her coldly: "How crazy are you!"
The power that supports the sword pavilion comes from the thirteen sword star ropes. Suddenly one of them is broken, and the balance is naturally broken.
The gate of the sword pavilion is also sealed and isolated from the world.
If you want to force it open, it will consume the spiritual power of the practitioner.
At this moment, the culprit who cut off the star rope has not been caught, and no one knows what changes will happen in the next moment. Naturally, Sword Master Yu cannot afford to lose the big because of the small.
Su Jing pursed her lips, and the palm of her hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. She stared into the eyes of the sword master Yu, and said in a cold voice: "Open the door of the sword pavilion, your son is still inside .”
After hearing this, Sword Master Yu couldn't help but laugh angrily: "My son, Master Su, Young Master, is such a noble man who forgets things. Why did my Taoist heart break? Don't others know that you don't know? My Didn’t his son die on your Nanze Mountain two hundred years ago?”
Su Jing’s face turned pale little by little.
The smile on Sword Master Yu's face faded, and he glanced indifferently in the direction of the sword pavilion:
"Do you mean to say that the stupid thing created by Ying Ji can also be regarded as the original one? Your son? I am not Ying Ji who likes to indulge in ridiculous things like self-deception. Rather than escaping from the cruelty of reality, I would rather live in sobriety and pain."
He withdrew his gaze and glanced at Su Jing again, his eyes becoming more indifferent: "Or...when will you change? It’s so unbearable to wake up and take such a dirty thing as a real thing.”
"Dirty things?" Su Jing suddenly raised his eyebrows, his eyes like daggers: "In your heart, do you think those inhuman things are unsightly and unworthy of living in this world?!"
Sword Zhu Yu sneered and said: "Inhuman things already violate the laws of survival of heaven." Then, using the word "unsightly" to describe him would be considered too high!"
The emotions that originally surged into her heart were suppressed bit by bit by Su Jing, her cold and radiant eyes. His eyes were frozen into ice, filled with dangerous emotions that were almost out of control: "Even if So, what about the others? They are all disciples of your Tianxi. As the leader of a sect, do you want to abandon them?"
Sword Master Yu Moran said: "When did Master Su become so compassionate? Don’t you always hate the Tianxi disciples the most? Of course, you have to worry about your life.”
Su Jing took a deep look at him, and in the mist, a pair of cold and beautiful eyes melted with coldness: “Bailiyu, one day, you will do it for me. Your pride will cost you blood.”
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Ying Xiu was surprisingly angry when he saw Bailian acting as if nothing had happened, as if he were simply fetching something from his library.
He believed wholeheartedly that only he and his father could watch and read the Taishang Daoqing Sword Jue.
Such an illegitimate child of unknown origin!
How does he deserve it!
Ying Xiu strode forward with eyes that wanted to eat someone. Even if he used force in the sword pavilion, he would take back what belonged to him at all costs.
Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps, a faint orange light like a spider web fell over him.
Ying Xiu’s cheeks and body were swept away by the strange orange light. His cheeks felt cold at first, as if they had been poured by cold rain, and then his whole body fell into an uncontrollable numbness, completely uncontrollable. Can stop.
There was an exclamation from behind.
Bailian also put down the parchment in his hand, frowned, and looked at Ying Xiu.
Ying Xiu could not even move his eyes, and his body became yellow and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is like a piece of old yellow talisman paper that has been left for a long time. It has been soaked in water and dried, and the surface has become wrinkled and lifeless.
Qi Liancheng frowned when he saw it, and he suddenly realized in his heart, that damn Erhe Burial Heart, there was no sign of cutting off the Thirteen Swords Star Cord, this was to cut off his escape route.
At this time, he didn't care about Zang Zhuo. He shot like lightning, and the back of his hand, which was just like an ordinary person's, was covered with a layer of light blue scales for an instant.
His palms quickly penetrated into the orange light, clasped Ying Xiu's body, and pulled him out dangerously.
Looking at the instant changes on the back of his hands, Balian narrowed his eyes and remained calm.
"What's going on? Oh my God, how could His Royal Highness suddenly look like this."
Someone was about to step forward.
Bailian suddenly said sternly: "Don't walk around randomly!"
(End of this chapter)