"Ning Yi said something interesting......"

"I've heard the stories of 'Ximen Drifting Snow' and 'Baiyun Island Lord'. The monk said with a smile: "The great cultivator who carried the bloodline inheritance of the 'Ancient Dragon', in addition to the decisive battle at the top of the Changling Tomb, also wrote many other heart-wrenching stories. ”

"Decisive ......" The mountain keeper stood in the fog and muttered, "The top of Changling?"

"Oh....... I don't think you know. ”

The monk squinted his eyes, told the story softly, and finally said lightly: "The end of the story is that an overseas man who wants to usurp the throne will have a final battle with his old enemy, and then die in Changling. ”

The mountain keeper seemed to smile.

The mountain keeper commented: "It's kind of interesting. ”

"The swords of the two of them are very spiritual. The monk sighed softly.

"This is the first time I've seen Ning Yi," he looked at the mist over there, and his voice was soft: "I think he's good, but it's not good enough." It would be even better if at that time, he could hand out a sword that was fast and accurate, like 'Flying Immortals Outside the Sky', and killed with one blow. ”

Xu Qingyan looked at the shadow of the mountain keeper shrouded in mist beside the monk of Kushan Mountain.

The mountain keeper also looked at her.

The girl suddenly felt that her surroundings had become extremely quiet.

In his robe, the monk of Kushan let go of the handprint that pinched the trick, and he had already blocked all the voices beside Xu Qingyan.

He was going to have a few words with the mountain keepers.

"Changling is going to be closed, I'll take her to take a look. The white-robed monk smiled and said, "She is about to embark on the path of cultivation, and she will be a divine cultivator who is even more perfect than Fuyao." ”

The mountain keeper pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I thought that although you were in the world, you were no longer an ordinary person who guarded the Changling Tomb. The monk stared at the mountain guard, wanting to see something from the mist hidden under the black robe, and he said seriously: "But when you see this face, you are still moved." ”

The mountain keeper quickly reverted to his original appearance, and he hummed softly.

The hands of the mountain keeper in the sleeve robe, his fingertips silently pinched his palms, and he sank deeply.

He said calmly: "This is a very beautiful person. ”

The monk smiled and said, "Don't you have anything else to say?"

The mountain keeper shook his head and said, "She is different from Luojia Mountain's Fuyao, Fuyao's divinity is a gift from God, and her divinity is a poison. ”

"Taizong gave her to me to teach. The monk said softly: "He is only one last step away, he needs a huge divinity, and an introduction, this girl has what he needs." ”

The mountain keeper smiled and said, "The top of Changling also has what he needs. ”

That primordial stele, if you want to drive the True Dragon Throne, you must do this thing.

"The number of Dayan is fifty, and there are nine out of forty, and one of them is gone, outside the world, not in the five elements. ”

The monk of Kunshan said softly: "The royal bloodline cannot become immortal, Taizong has been looking for the 'escaped one' for six hundred years, he has taken a fancy to this girl at a glance in Hongshan, and now he is carefully cultivating, and when he needs it, he can use it to fill that 'one'." ”

"He's very patient and bold. The mountain keeper said in a dull voice, "He is still waiting for the fruit to ripen, so how long will he have to wait?"

"It won't be long before that. The monk smiled casually and said indifferently: "Song Que and Gu Yiren, in the northern realm of the Heavenly God Plateau, saw the battle between him and the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng. ”

In that battle, many people in the Great Sui were paying attention.

The monk spit out three words.

"He's old. ”

The mountain keeper turned his head slowly, staring at the white-robed man.

"I know that Changling has always been safe, extremely safe, which is why I say these words. The eyes of the monk of Kunshan have been outside the mist, he looked at the fight between the two young sword cultivators outside, and laughed softly: "The emperor's eyes and ears are the Intelligence Department, his hands are the Law Enforcement Department, and his two arms are Taoism and Buddhism, but now it seems that when people are old, the parts of his body are no longer so bright, sometimes he can't see, sometimes he can't hear, and sometimes he doesn't listen to the call when he stretches out his hand." ”

"Invisible is nothing. Seeing the wrong person is the biggest failure. The mountain keeper said lightly: "He shouldn't let you enter the palace." ”

The monk of Kunshan shook his shoulders and said: "I have been in Nirvana for one hundred and seven years, this matter is extremely hidden, no one in the Buddhist sect knows what my previous reincarnation was, not even Song Que knows, I don't think he is the wrong person...... Not to mention. ”

He seemed to see it. ”

The mountain keeper looked at the white-robed man.

There was a hint of solemnity in the eyes of the monk of Kunshan, and he said with a smile: "Even if it is selected in the history of the Great Sui, those emperors who can be comparable to the ancient great bodhisattvas of Buddhism, whose combat power is unrivaled for thousands of years, have never seen such conceited, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and stabbed at him openly and secretly, does he really not care at all?"

The mountain keeper said no more.

Complicated thoughts.

The monk sighed lightly and lifted the soundproofing seal.

......

......

Xu Qingyan's mind was all in the scene outside.

The battle outside made the entire Changling Mountain tremble, and the power of the mountain guards strongly suppressed the trees and flowers on the top of the mountain, a black robe and a white robe, colliding with each other and then swinging away.

Two long swords, mighty sword energy.

It's boiling outside.

Quiet inside.

Xu Qingyan suddenly heard a sigh.

Sound insulation seal decision lifted -

The monk stretched out his palm, and through the girl's hood veil, he gently crossed it.

A lock of hair falls out.

The lock of long hair was caught by the monk of Kushan who stretched out his palm.

"I'll lend you a lock of hair. ”

The white-robed man looked at Xu Qingyan with a smile and said, "One day in the near future, you will thank me for this." ”

......

......

"Bang".

It was like a hammer hitting an iron bar, making an overwhelming crunch.

Liu Shiyi's body fell backwards, he held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and the other hand, two fingers together, swept past the blade of the sword, wiping out a cool firelight, the soles of the whole person stepped on the rocks, took a few steps backwards, and then stood firm, and let out a long dull breath.

Ning Yi's sword, from the Changling Sword Monument in a certain star monarch's "heavy sword sword intent", and the smashing sword is slightly different, the heavy sword is not about brute force, but just the right amount of amplification, this is a bit similar to the two entanglements on the "world walking", one light and one heavy, one fast and one slow, pay attention to the must be hit, and the middle must be injured.

The sword qi attacked and collided hundreds of times. The top of the mountain of Changling, within a radius of half a mile, was swept away by the sword qi, and the fog had already been swept away.

Liu Shiyi's breath was already a little unstable.

Ning Yi is no better than Liu Shiyi.

After the fog cleared, the two men were separated by a few feet.

The rain gradually decreased.

Liu Shiyi's originally bulging chest slowly echoed, and then the sleeves of the robe were closed.

He looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "Offended." ”

Ning Yi's pupils constricted.

There was an afterimage that swept out, and there was no time to react.

On the top of Changling Mountain, the cold light suddenly appeared in the sky.

A streak of blood spurted out.