night

Pan Yueming walked slowly, sweeping over the dried corpses in the village, with a crazy hatred in his eyes,

He gently flipped the dried corpse, looked at the wound above, and frowned in confusion;

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and he raised his head vigilantly, but saw Liu Feifei standing not far away;

I haven't seen her for ten years, Liu Feifei is no longer the same as the original puppet face, although it is still cold, seeing that it is Pan Yueming, the caution on her face disappeared instantly, but the eyebrows became vivid......

Pan Yueming hesitated for a moment, but still explained: "I didn't kill the person. ”

Liu Feifei nodded: "I know." ”

But he was reluctant to take his eyes off him for a moment, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye, but his eyes became more and more gentle......

………………

The two walked slowly on the path, chatting about their respective things in the past ten years, and each other's figures got closer and closer;

Suddenly, Pan Yueming talked about Wan Jing's death, and suspected that at the beginning, it was impossible to contain the sword with Shui Yue's strength, and he deliberately killed Wan Jing;

Liu Feifei was silent for a while, nodded with difficulty, and admitted that her master deliberately killed Wan Jing with the face of Quan Qingyunmen.

Pan Yueming's expression became distorted, and she asked Liu Feifei as if she were crazy, in the eyes of your Xiaozhufeng lineage, is face so important, can you kill an innocent and kind person for this?

In the end, he pulled out his sword and pressed it against Liu Feifei's throat;

Liu Feifei didn't resist, just looked at him with guilt;

After a stalemate, Pan Yueming finally couldn't bear to start, withdrew his sword fiercely, glanced at her with hatred, and turned away hatefully;

Liu Feifei looked at his back, with an expression of reluctance and loss on her face, and then bit her silver teeth lightly, as if she had made a decision, and followed with firm steps;

On the way, no matter how Pan Yueming spoke ugly, Liu Feifei still followed step by step;

Pan Yueming was finally furious, and asked her with a sneer, is the reason why you have been following me is because you are worried that I, a person from the Demon Sect, will kill innocents indiscriminately?

Liu Feifei shook her head, was silent for a while, and said: "Ten years ago, I watched Baguio leave, but I couldn't do anything;"

"Ten years later, I'm afraid that when I turn around, even you won......"

The tone was full of helplessness;

looked at Pan Yueming's face, full of naked attachment;

Pan Yueming looked at Liu Feifei with a complicated expression, and after snorting coldly, she turned around and said as if reluctantly: "Then follow tightly, don't lose it!"

When Liu Feifei heard this, as if she had received a promise from an adult, she trotted two steps with joy on her face, walked side by side with Pan Yueming, and secretly glanced at him with shy eyes from time to time;

At an angle that she couldn't see, the corners of Pan Yueming's mouth drew a range, and she no longer saw the coldness on her face, as if she had changed back to the Zhang Xiaofan ten years ago......

………………

In a village, there are dry corpses everywhere,

A black shadow slowly approached the frightened and paralyzed villager in front of him, and with a gentle send, the stone sword plunged into his chest, instantly turning him into a dry corpse;

Suddenly, with an angry shout, Sun Jian stepped on the Vermilion Bird Star Chart and fell from the sky,

The black shadow turned around, Sun Jian's pupils shrank, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "It's you?"

………………

Pan Yueming, who was walking on the road, saw the firelight of the village from a distance, his face changed, and he rushed quickly, Liu Feifei followed closely;

Pan Yueming, who looked vigilant, searched carefully in the burning village,

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he rushed straight away: "Master!?"

I saw Sun Jian sitting against the wall with a black face, and a wound on his chest was strangely entangled by a black gas;

Sun Jian opened his eyes with difficulty, saw that it was Pan Yueming, squeezed out a trace of the majesty of the master on his face, and snorted softly: "You are here." ”

looked at Pan Yueming's eyes, but they were full of guilt and spoiling.

Pan Yueming had no master, and while desperately instilling power into Sun Jian's wounds, his eyes were in tears, and he gritted his teeth and asked Who was the murderer?

Hearing this, Sun Jian looked at the hand on his chest that was trying to save him, and shook his head:

"This injury can't be healed for the teacher, you don't have to work hard;"

"In the heart of the teacher, you have never been expelled from the teacher, you are still my Dazhufeng's unsuccessful disciple Zhang Xiaofan;"

"If you still recognize me as a master......"

"Don't avenge me, and don't allow you to avenge me!"

The tone is full of unquestionable.

Pan Yueming looked incomprehensible and asked why;

Sun Jian didn't answer, his eyes looking at the sky showed pity and guilt, and he sighed softly:

"I see, after so many years, I really hurt him......"

Then close your eyes and pass away.

Pan Yueming gently touched Sun Jian's body with trembling hands, as if he wanted to wake him up, but after several fruitless times, he hugged Sun Jian's fat body and cried heartbreakingly......

………………

A mile or two outside Qingyun Gate, thousands of people gathered in the dark ground,

Front, Pan Yueming held Sun Jian's body horizontally, standing beside Chen Daomin and Lin Tu,

Chen Daomin frowned slightly, looking at Pan Yueming with inquiring eyes;

Pan Yueming was like a puppet, and said mechanically: "I want to send Master's remains back to the mountain first, and then come to meet you." ”

Then he turned around and stared at everyone with murderous aura: "I will fight a decisive battle with Qingyunmen in a while, but anyone who dares to hurt the pulse of Dazhu Peak, I will not spare it!"

Everyone looked at each other, and saw that Chen Daomin did not speak, so they had to bow down and answer;

After Pan Yueming finished speaking, he didn't look back, holding the master's corpse, and walked towards the Qingyun Gate;

Liu Xun on the side was full of compassion, and said to Chen Daomin: "It is rare to make a son-in-law value love and righteousness, and it is really rare, and the ghost king is blessed......"

Between the words, there was a lot of emotion;

Chen Daomin glanced at him with a smile: "Tian Buyi is dead, and the rest of the Great Bamboo Peak is not enough;"

"Zen Master Puhong, you are pretending to be a good person now, but there is no need. ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Liu Xun's face, looked at Pan Yueming's heavy back, and showed appreciation in his eyes;

………………

At the gate at the foot of Qingyun Gate, several Qingyun disciples stopped in front of him with a nervous and defensive look;

Suddenly, Yang Zhu's voice came from the air: "Let him enter the mountain, everyone must not stop him!"

Pan Yueming hesitated for a moment, bowed in one direction, and then took a step forward and entered the mountain gate......

………………

Dazhufeng,

Pan Yueming's eyes swept over the familiar bamboo house,

swept over Lin Keran, who was dressed in red but was already dressed as a woman, and Qi Hao beside her;

swept past several senior brothers with incredulous faces;

In the end, his eyes fell on the pale, crumbling Liu Yan;

Pan Yueming first carefully handed over Sun Jian's body to his senior brother,

Then he respectfully kowtowed to Liu Yan three times: "Master, don't be a disciple Zhang Xiaofan, escort the master's immortal remains back to the mountain!"

There was a tremor in his words.

The pale-faced Liu Yan first helped Pan Yueming up and stared at his face carefully: "Xiaofan, you have lost weight, in the past ten years, your master and sister have missed you." ”

"Your master and I, as well as your brothers and sisters, are all looking forward to your return......

Pan Yueming couldn't bear it, her eyes were slightly red, and she choked up: "The apprentice knows ......"

After sighing for a while, Liu Yan's eyebrows gradually rose, and her eyes were fierce: "Xiao Fan, do you know who is the murderer of your master?"

Pan Yueming shook his head: "When Xiao Fan found his master, he still had a breath of air, presumably because he saw the true face of the murderer, but he refused to tell me who it was, and told me not to avenge him." ”

Liu Yan pondered for a moment and asked, "What did your master say before his death?"

Pan Yueming told Liu Yan the last few words that Sun Jian said;

Liu Yan was a little puzzled, and savored it carefully: "You are not allowed to take revenge?

After repeating it a few times, she suddenly shook her body, as if she remembered something, her face became even paler, and she looked in one direction in disbelief,

A miserable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I see, I see, no wonder!"

After a few struggles, Liu Yan staggered to the side of Sun Jian's body like a deflated balloon, and her spirit was extremely complacent.

She first touched the bronze seal of the first seat of Dazhu Peak from Sun Jian, and ordered Lin Keran to take over the position of the next first seat;

After the teary-eyed Lin Keran took over the copper seal,

Her eyes were full of memories and love, gently smoothed Sun Jian's still slightly frowning eyebrows, and muttered:

"You're fine, you don't have to be disturbed by these mundane things anymore, and you don't have to worry about me pulling your ears and robbing your teapot anymore;"

"But ......"

"Thousands of mountains and twilight snow, how can you be willing to leave me alone and fly alone?"

"Hehe, my Da Zhufeng has always been from the heart, and now that Ling'er and they have grown up, I can finally be willful......"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly pulled out her long sword, slashed her neck, and her body fell on Sun Jian's body, like two mandarin ducks with their necks crossed......

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and they hugged the bodies of the two and wept bitterly;

Under the pathos, Pan Yueming knelt down and kowtowed nine times, looking up at the direction that Shi Niang was looking at just now, it was the Tibetan Sword Peak where Yang Zhu was;

Pan Yueming, who seemed to understand something, couldn't help but reveal murderous intent in his eyes, and the blood in his pupils became a little thicker......

………………

Pan Yueming, who was still a little depressed, returned to the foot of the mountain,

Chen Daomin frowned and looked at him, and then looked at the sky: "It's noon, beat the drum and attack the mountain!"

Suddenly, hundreds of huge copper drums with the characteristics of the water tribe were lifted out, and the people of the Ghost King Sect struck these copper drums in a movement that seemed to be a sacrificial witch dance;

As the hundreds of sides continued to emit purple sound waves, the large array that was so huge that it enveloped the entire Qingyun Gate appeared with countless star maps and seals, competing with it, looking at it from a distance, it seemed to be a transparent Xuanwu;

At this time, a group of monks led by Liu Xun made a move, only to see that under the Buddha's singing, countless Buddha murals were pasted on a certain place in the Qingyun Great Array, and then turned into countless golden Sanskrit words and printed on them.

After a few rounds of purple sound waves, the film of the formation printed with Sanskrit shattered like glass, and everyone let out a burst of cheers;

Chen Daomin looked at Pan Yueming, who still hadn't recovered, and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go in first, come over when you're better!"

After finishing speaking, after a while, a group of people who were pressed by the black pressure attacked forward,

Some of them flew in the air with the words of the water script, and some turned into huge beasts and rushed on the ground......

………………

Inside the Qingyun Gate, there are all kinds of corpses lying everywhere, the sky and the earth, everywhere is full of tragic battles, almost every second, there are Qingyun disciples or people from the Ghost King Sect who fall to the ground and die;

Pan Yueming's expression was grim, ignoring the fighting around him, and walked straight towards the direction of Hidden Sword Peak;

When passing by the waterhole at the original Dabi ring, the water qilin was blocking the road, and after stomping to death a disciple of the Ghost King Sect who was spitting blood on the ground, it turned its head and stared at Pan Yueming, with a trace of doubt in its eyes, but did not attack immediately;

Pan Yueming looked at the road leading to the Hidden Sword Peak behind it, and after hesitating slightly, he took two steps forward, his muscles swelled and squirmed, and finally turned into a huge one-horned cow to fight with it;

After a fierce fight, Pan Yueming's Kui Niu was violently pierced through his body by nine thick water jets and smashed to the ground, Pan Yueming was instantly beaten back to his body, fell to the ground, and fainted;

Just as the water qilin once again spewed out a column of water and attacked Pan Yueming, a blue and white figure flashed, Liu Feifei blocked in front of Pan Yueming, and blocked the blow with the Tianya sword, and he was also seriously injured;

Just when the water unicorn was furious and wanted to kill the two people in front of him,

After a Buddha horn, Liu Xun appeared, and he instantly pulled the water qilin into the space of the Buddha Kingdom, and countless points of light began to condense on him.

At this time, thousands of miles away, countless villagers poured out of their bodies, constantly surging like Liu Xun, and after the light points poured out, these villagers were overwhelmed, and their expressions became extremely demented;

After a short while, Liu Xun condensed half of the Buddha's dharma, and with one blow, the water qilin was seriously injured;

After seeing the water qilin spitting blood from his mouth and sinking into the pool with hatred and weakness, Liu Xu breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around, and said to Liu Feifei with a compassionate face, "Senior nephew." ”

At this time, Master Shuiyue also came to Liu Xun's side, and after calling him senior brother, he took out a pill and stuffed it into Liu Feifei's mouth, hesitated for a moment, and stuffed another one for Pan Yueming;

After a while, Pan Yueming woke up and looked at Liu Xun, sneering with undisguised hatred on his face;

Liu Xun sighed, first apologizing for the incident of the Soul Devouring Bead at the beginning,

Then he told Pan Yueming that their Miaoyin Temple believes that monks are cultivated by mortals, and as the foundation of the world, mortal human nature is unpredictable.

It is precisely because of the multiplicity and self-righteousness of mortals that they gradually evolve into various completely different sect ideas in the monastic world, and all the killings and strife in the monastic world are essentially caused by these self-righteousness;

He feared that as the struggle between the powerful monks became more and more intense, the world would eventually be ruined;

So after thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to promote the Little Thousand Buddha Country Project, and through control and hypnosis, the hearts of these ants were stifled;

He believed that after about a thousand years of domestication, these mortals would become completely controllable, and even if one or two [heretics] occasionally appeared, they would be found out and eliminated by the people next to them in the mortal stage;

In this way, without those restless mortals as living water, the strife in the monastic world will gradually subside with the reduction of the number of members of various aggressive sects, and finally present a peaceful one;

And the reason why he gave the Soul Devouring Bead to Pan Yueming at the beginning was originally because he thought that Yang Zhu would take him under his door because of guilt, but fortunately, Yang Zhu was unprepared to assassinate him;

Because Qingyunmen is the first sect in the world, it governs the people the most, but they do not interfere with the behavior of these mortals on the grounds of [Taoism and Nature], and they never force mortals to believe in peaceful Taoist teachings and let them develop freely.

While he has nothing to ask for mortals, he considers himself a guardian and helps them in the name of saving the common people;

Therefore, among the mortals in the jurisdiction of Qingyunmen, there are the most people with [restless] thoughts;

Therefore, they believe that Qingyunmen violates the principle of heaven and earth that [if there is gain, there must be something];

This is the most unstable factor in the world, and it is also the biggest obstacle to the peace of the monk world, it is completely good intentions to do bad things, even more unacceptable than the Demon Sect headed by the Ghost King Sect......

………………

After listening to Liu Xun's speech, Pan Yueming was unmoved, but said contemptuously:

"When I was a mortal, there was a saying in the world,"

"That is [Prosperous Buddha Gate, Troubled World Dao Gate];"

"The truth is that Master Puhong will understand by himself!"

"The reason why I attacked Qingyunmen was for personal vendetta, not for some bullshit world, and you can't give me a long time;"

"If I really want to do it for the sake of the common people, the first thing I will destroy is your Miaoyin Temple!"

"Hmph! What do you deserve to talk about!?"

After saying that, he walked towards the Tibetan Sword Peak without looking back;

Liu Xun behind him, his face suddenly became ugly, and his face instantly became cold......

………………

Outside the Qingyunmen Palace,

Cang Song and a group of Qingyun disciples stared at the countless alien beasts and Ghost King Sect disciples with swords, with a wary expression;

And Chen Daomin, Liu Xun and the others didn't look at Cangsong and the others, they just stared at the hall, with a strong fear in their eyes;

Yang Zhu's voice came from inside the main hall: "Please invite the Ghost King, Master Puhong, Senior Sister Shui Yue and others to enter the hall for a while!"

Liu Xun showed a hesitant look on his face, but Chen Daomin was proud and took the lead, and then Shui Yue also followed with a complicated face,

Liu Xun's eyes rolled, he regained his compassionate appearance, and also walked in,

………………

On the seat, Yang Zhu looked a little sad, and his face was a little pale;

Glancing at the dozen or so people who had entered, he straightened up and walked down;

Lin Tu suddenly stepped forward and took two steps, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times: "Master, the disciple is not good, he has decided to follow the ghost king, and he can no longer serve you." ”

Yang Zhu looked at him and waved his hand disappretently:

"It's okay, when I sent you to the Ghost King Sect, I was mainly afraid that the Demon Sect would secretly do something hurtful to the heavens and reason, since you are willing to serve the Ghost King Sect, at least it proves that they are not as unbearable as I thought;"

"Since you are not a great evil......

"The so-called being able to get rid of the vulgar is strange, and if it is not dirty, it is pure;"

"There are three thousand avenues in the world, what is wrong with you choosing one of them?"

"On the other hand, I owe you a lot for my teacher......

Lin Tu burst into tears, kowtowed three more times, and retreated to Chen Daomin's side.

………………

Chen Daomin stared at Yang Zhu and suddenly smiled:

"Dao Xuan, I see that you look depressed, but when you see that Qingyunmen is about to collapse, you are secretly sad?"

Yang Zhu smiled faintly:

"The great sages and sages of ancient times, inch by inch;

"The ghost king is a hero, and he is resolute, why should he be a woman who hides needles?"

Chen Daomin's face was straight, and he bowed slightly to apologize: "It's a certain Meng Lang!"

"It's just that I don't know what happened when the Dao Xuan Sect invited me to enter the hall at this moment when the soldiers met?"

Yang Zhu's expression was a little ethereal, and he sighed softly: "I just want to talk to the ghost king for a few words, so that I can think about some things clearly." ”

Chen Daomin frowned, a little puzzled.

Yang Zhu looked at him, his face was slightly sad, said:

"In the past, I drank the wine of Zhongshan by mistake, and I was drunk for a thousand days;

"Some people are drunk in the court, some people are drunk in the wild, and some people are drunk in the dreams of life and death;"

"I don't know the ghost king...... Where are you drunk?"

Chen Daomin proudly: "The eldest husband is alive, and he should be drunk in the court!"

Yang Zhu breathed a sigh of relief lightly, but there was a hint of hope hidden in his eyes staring at Chen Daomin:

"I know that you are a ghost king, passed down from ancient witches, and follow the way of the jungle;"

"So I want to know, if my Qingyun Gate is destroyed, how will you govern the people under the new domain after you take your place?"

The Ghost King looked at him, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You mean the people of your Qingyun Sect?"

Yang Zhu nodded.

The Ghost King Sect smiled a little hideously: "My daughter was killed in your Qingyun Gate, and I should accept more than 1,000 lives in your Qingyun Gate, but since those domain people have been blessed by your Qingyun Gate, they can be regarded as stained with cause and effect;"

"Kill, I won't kill them, but as punishment, they will become the slaves of my people in southern Xinjiang, three generations away!"

Yang Zhu frowned:

"I'm just the first seat with the Qingyunmen, barely making sense;"

"What do those mortals have to do with your daughter's death?"

"You are also a hegemon, how can you be so reckless and angry with others?"

"I heard that the ghost king is proud and has no dirt in his heart, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that......"

Chen Daomin sneered twice:

"Unsullied?"

"Hey, hey, since the day my daughter died, and I returned from defeat as a father, my thoughts have not been cleared;"

"What else are you talking about!?"

With a look of loneliness, he sighed again:

"You're right, since you're proud, continue to be proud!"

"Whether it's those mortals or your ordinary disciples of Qingyun Sect, to me, they're all ants;"

"Even if you can't be a lion, a wolf king won't have anything to do with these ants!"

"Today, if I overthrow you Qingyun, I will spare those ordinary disciples and mortals;"

"If they want revenge......"

"Hmph, I'll wait for them for thirty years!"

Yang Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a hint of joy on his face: "In this way, I will thank the Ghost King!"

After speaking, he smiled lightly: "In this way, please ask the ghost king to give you a trick!"

………………

In the main hall, the ghost king transformed into a Lu Wu and fought with Yang Zhu;

Yang Zhu's long sword stabbed continuously, although he used "bullet time", but after more than a dozen rounds, he was hit in the chest by Lu Wu with a palm, and smashed a deep pit on the ground;

Chen Daomin turned into a human form, stepped on Yang Zhu's chest with one foot, and looked at him with a puzzled expression;

Yang Zhu spit out a mouthful of blood, but said with a smile: "It's the poor road that has failed." ”

After speaking, close your eyes, lead your neck and wait for death.

Shui Yue on the side rushed up angrily, pointed at Yang Zhu's nose and scolded:

"Dao Xuan, you coward!"

"In order to eliminate the guilt in your heart, you deliberately released the water and wanted to die!?"

"I'm telling you, you're dreaming!"

"After you die, I will unleash all the power of Tianyin Temple and destroy all the remaining disciples of Qingyun,"

"It will also release the Zhuxian Sword to suck the essence blood of all the people under your Qingyun's rule!"

Yang Zhu suddenly opened his eyes: "You dare!!"

Chen Daomin's face was ugly, he looked at Yang Zhu suspiciously, and then shouted at Shui Yue, "What's going on?"

Shui Yue's face was crazy, and there was a thick ridicule in her eyes:

"This Qingyun Sect Leader looks like a fairy bone on weekdays, and he has compassion for the world;"

"Behind the scenes, he is a monster who has been robbed of his mind by the Immortal Sword, killing mortals and absorbing essence blood all day long!"

"The Zhuxian Sword is called the treasure of the Qingyun Town Sect, but it is an out-and-out magic sword, since it was damaged thousands of years ago, it needs essence blood to raise and repair all the time, and the previous generation of Qingyun Masters is the body that was sucked by the blood of the Zhuxian Sword** was weak, and finally was taken away by the demon and killed by Dao Xuan himself!"

"Now, not only did your son-in-law's parents die under the Zhuxian Sword in Dao Xuan's hands, but even his favorite Senior Brother Tian couldn't escape!"

"And he, now that he is clearly guilty, he has the will to die, and if you kill him, you will fulfill him!"

Everyone's faces changed: "Zhuxian Sword!?"

Pan Yueming's eyes showed crazy hatred, and when he pulled out his sword, he was about to stab Yang Zhu to death.

Shui Yue struck out and opened his sword:

"He can't die now!"

"In front of him, I will first slaughter all the disciples of Qingyun and make him extremely painful, and then I will kill him with one sword!"

"Hmph, Dao Xuan, Dao Xuan, you lived for a woman three hundred years ago, and lived for her words three hundred years later, and you have never really been yourself;"

"I want to see now, after slaughtering the entire Qingyun Sect disciples, you, who are not human beings and ghosts, do you still have the face to meet that woman!"

The color of everyone changed, and Chen Daomin said in a deep voice: "I have promised Dao Xuan not to hurt the lives of Qingyun's ordinary disciples!"

Shui Yue smiled lightly: "If you want to keep your promise, you have to be able to stand until the end!"

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha sang loudly, and the people of the Ghost King, Lin Tu, Pan Yueming and other people from the Ghost King Sect were pulled into the space of the Buddha Kingdom, Liu Xun was looking at them with a sinister face, and countless points of light poured on his body, condensing into a complete Buddha Dharma, and pressing the three of them under with one palm,

Just when the three of them were struggling to resist, Shui Yue lifted Yang Zhu with his right hand, pulled him outside the hall, and shouted loudly: "Dao Xuan is defeated, the Ghost King has an order, not to let go of any Qingyun disciple!"

With a burst of cheers of victory, the people of the Ghost King Sect and the Miaoyin Temple launched a frantic onslaught, and in an instant, the Qingyun Gate suffered heavy casualties;

Yang Zhu's face was furious, the corners of his eyes were cracked, and blood was oozing;

Shui Yue leaned her face to Yang Zhu's side with a crazy face: "Dao Xuan, enjoy it!"

This is, Liu Feifei rushed out, knelt in front of Shui Yue and kowtowed, and asked her to let go of Qingyun's disciples and Pan Yueming,

Shui Yue just admired the anger on Yang Zhu's face with a gloomy face, and ignored it;

Suddenly, half of the body of Qingyun's disciple fell to Yang Zhu's side, and half of his face was covered with blood;

Yang Zhu looked at the corpse of the Qingyun disciple in a daze, his eyes became crazy, and his pupils gradually became blood-red;

"Plant the cause, eat the fruit, Senior Sister Shuiyue, are you ready?" Yang Zhu's voice suddenly became cold and empty;

Shui Yue's face changed greatly, and she looked at Yang Zhu suspiciously;

Yang Zhu grinned, unable to tell Sen Ran and crazy: "Zhu Xian, the sword is coming!"

With Yang Zhu's soft drink, in the grotto on the Hidden Sword Cliff, after a tremble, a gray light rushed into the sky, and appeared in Yang Zhu's hand in an instant.

But it was a stone sword that looked like an eight-sided body, and the sword body was covered with cracks;

With the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, countless faint blood rays were injected into Yang Zhu's body from the cracks in the sword body, and his spirit changed in an instant, becoming more powerful and more crazy......

Yang Zhu's crazy red pupils stared at Shui Yue's face that had changed drastically, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, countless gray lines flashed, and Shui Yue turned into square dried meat particles the size of his fingertips and thumbs......

………………

With Zhu Immortal in his hands, Yang Zhu turned into a demon who only knew how to kill, and countless people from the Ghost King Sect and Miaoyin Temple became dried corpses in a snap of their fingers, even the Qingyun disciples who appeared in front of Yang Zhu's eyes were no exception;

In the hall, Liu Xun's face suddenly changed, and he said to the few people who were pressed under the hands of the law minister, Dao Xuan has obtained the Zhuxian Sword, the power is incomparable, Shui Yue has been killed, and only by gathering all his strength can he defeat Dao Xuan;

Therefore, he suggested that he should put aside the disputes between them first, and he was willing to obey the orders of the ghost king and act according to the original agreement;

After a short hesitation, several people agreed to Liu Xun's request;

A few people from the Buddha space rushed to the outside of the main hall, and there were already corpses all over the field;

Several people hurriedly made a move, but they were all injured by Yang Zhu's sword, so the ghost king ordered to form a large array of mountains and seas.

Suddenly, countless strange beasts converged into a huge and incomparably large water script, and the ghost king stood on the golden red water script text, condensed a huge light axe that seemed to be like substance, and slashed towards Yang Zhu;

Yang Zhu resisted this light axe horizontally against Zhu Xian, and deep foot marks were plowed under his feet, and he was repelled dozens of meters, but he was unscathed, Chen Daomin was shocked,

On the side, dozens of monks gathered together, Liu Xun was in the middle, after a burst of Buddha singing, countless incense wishes were attracted, Liu Xun once again pulled Yang Zhu and the people of the Ghost King Sect into the space of the Buddha country, only to see that under the pattern of the gods and Buddhas, a huge and incomparable Buddha head stood in it, and Yang Zhu and others stood on the fingers of the Buddha;

After a tragic and wonderful battle, although Yang Zhu had a few more wounds on his body, he slaughtered all the strange beasts of the Ghost King Sect, and the Buddha Dharma in the Buddha Kingdom space was also shattered;

Liu Xun, Chen Daoming, Lin Tu, Pan Yueming and others vomited blood and fell to the ground, and Yang Zhu, who had just left the space of the Buddha Kingdom, swung out a sword, and dozens of monks in Tianyin Temple were all killed;

At this time, Liu Feifei gritted his teeth and used the true sword trick of the Imperial Thunder, leading the heavenly thunder to attack Yang Zhu, Yang Zhu didn't care at first to swing out the Immortal, but at the moment when the tip of the sword was about to pierce Liu Feifei's chest, he stopped abruptly, but saw that Yang Zhu's eyes showed a look of struggle, and his red eyes became normal, and then he was immediately covered up by blood again;

After two times, Liu Xun found the clue, regardless of Pan Yueming's opposition, let Liu Feifei be like a war group, and sure enough, whenever Yang Zhu attacked Liu Feifei, he would always leave a flaw;

Yang Zhu, who was getting more and more seriously injured, suddenly ignored Liu Feifei's attack on Tianya during the last siege by everyone, and let there be an extra sword wound on his body that was deep and bone-seeing, first splitting Liu Xun in half with a sword, and then cutting off Chen Daomin's head;

When he raised his sword again and slashed at the seriously injured Pan Yueming, Liu Feifei's face changed, and one pounced in front of Pan Yueming, Yang Zhu's eyes once again showed a look of struggle, staring at Liu Feifei, with an expression on his face that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh;

The frightened Liu Feifei saw Yang Zhu in a daze, and directly stabbed him in the chest with a sword;

Yang Zhu held Zhu Xian's right hand and waved, seeing that he was about to slash Liu Feifei under the sword, his left hand suddenly struck hard, knocking the trajectory of Zhu Xian in his right hand away, and then watched Tianya stab into his chest, with a relieved look on his face;

After Zhu Xian got rid of his hand, although Yang Zhu still had red eyes, every few seconds, he would regain his senses;

He walked with difficulty, walked to the seriously injured Cangsong first, threw the head token on his body to him, and let him succeed him as the head of the school;

Then let Liu Feifei escort him back to Zangjian Peak, he wanted to raise Zhu Xian with his body, and use all his essence blood to repair Zhu Xian's sword, saying that Zhu Xian had absorbed so many people's essence blood today, plus his own, he would recover as before, and he would never invade his mind again.

Although he will be sucked out of his essence and blood, he has made such a big mistake, and it can be regarded as the last atonement;

………………

At this time, the pure music of "The Great Wall" sounded,

A rich male voice recited "That Day";

On the stone steps outside the Tibetan Sword Peak Grottoes, Liu Feifei looked at Yang Zhu vigilantly;

Yang Zhu, whose eyes gradually returned to normal, looked at her face as gently as water,

In her eyes, she conjured up the appearance of Lu Yanying, who was exactly the same as Liu Feifei, looking at her clever smile, looking at her smile at herself in the past, looking at her young self staring at her back with a straightforward and inferior smile;

It's like Pan Yueming ten years ago......

In the end, Yang Zhu walked to the stone gate and glanced at Liu Feifei with infinite nostalgia but relief;

And then;

With a snap,

The stone door closes.

The end of the whole play......

PS: It's a terrible change.,A lot of the plot hasn't been refined.,Otherwise, it's really too long.,In fact,Even if it's the current plot.,It's more than 150 minutes.,

Self-congratulatory works, just take a look, don't take it seriously.

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