Chapter 272: Zhang Sanfeng of the Fire Dance Immortal Emperor

Qingye's original surname is Ye, he was originally a poor scholar, talented and intelligent, but he failed to succeed repeatedly, and then by chance, he was accepted as a closed disciple by the tenth generation of the head of Qingyunmen, only twenty-two years old. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After Aoba got started, he comprehended all the swordsmanship and magic passed down by Wu Fangzi in just one year, and he was the best among the disciples.

After another year, even Wuzi could only barely make a draw with him with his profound cultivation. Wu Fangzi was surprised and delighted, and resolutely took out the ancient scroll handed down by the ancestor and passed it on to Aoba to participate in the auspicious book by himself. Aoba retreated in the Phantom Moon Cave in the mountain behind Tongtian Peak, and this level was thirteen years before he broke through.

When he broke through, it was the night of the full moon. That night, the cold moon hung high, and the entire Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak was like day. The wind is raging, and there is a dragon roaring in the back mountain, and the sound is shaking for hundreds of miles, and the listeners do not change color.

After there is a light purple auspicious light, rising to the sky, a loud noise, the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion suddenly opened, the green leaves are white, smiling, the body has a clear light, slowly walked out, everyone was shocked, thinking that they had become immortals.

Subsequently, Qingye officially entered, with his family surname Ye, taking the word "green" of Qingyun, hence the name Qingye. He smiled farewell to his teacher that day, and said, "The master will wait a while, and the disciple will go out to do errands, and he will be back in one day." “

Everyone didn't know why, a day and night later, Qingye returned with a sword, and the foreign enemies of the six peaks of Qingyun Mountain had all been ambushed. The strength of the Qingye Dao humanitarian law and the ruthlessness of the means made it famous all over the world for a while, and the Qingyunmen was very popular.

After another year, Wu Fangzi was about to pass on the position of head to Aoba, and he went to clean up and no longer pay attention to trivial matters in the door. After Aoba took power, he worked hard, vigorously supported his fellow disciples, and strictly selected successors, plus he received from the nameless ancient scroll, which has the power of gods and ghosts.

Qingyunmen has been thriving since then, and for 50 years, it has been the pillar of the righteous path, and after 200 years, it has led all the sects of the righteous path.

Qingye Zhenren died at the age of 750, he accepted disciples rigorously in his life, and only passed on seven people, so he divided the seven peaks of Qingyun into seven people, so that the seven veins passed on the incense.

Qingyunzi created Qingyunmen, and indeed Qingye Zhenren developed and expanded Qingyunmen, and even the division of the seven veins also began with the hands of Qingye Zhenren.

For the disciples of Qingyunmen, Qingye Zhenren can be on a par with Qingyunzi, so he is also known as Qingye Patriarch.

Aoba is a person with amazing understanding, extraordinary achievements, and decisive killing, but he doesn't want to, he also joined the Immortal Alliance.

"It's a pity, but he!"

Thinking about everything about this person, Chu Yang couldn't help but shake his head, "Can you really give up everything for the sake of immortality?"

At this time, all those who were not enslaved have been exterminated.

The Cangkong Dao people are arranging to clean up the battlefield.

"For the sake of immortality, everything can be abandoned, and everything else is just a fetters that hinder the path to immortality. ”

The withered Venerable Master has become a slave to the heart, but he has all the memories and personalities of the past, but only Chu Yang's order is obeyed.

Chu Yang's mental power swept and found that Qingye was still fleeing quickly, but the direction was not the front of the fight against demon beasts, nor the land of Qi County, so he didn't care about it for the time being, but asked, "What is the secret you just want to say?"

"Master comes with me!"

As he spoke, the Master of the Dry Heart fell towards the bottom of the war boat, followed closely by Chu Yang.

The ground floor is a huge space, where thousands of people are not a problem, and there are arrays here, densely packed with runes flickering.

"This battle boat, originally obtained by the founder of the Immortal Alliance, according to records, has been dilapidated, and later tinkered, arranged the formation, and after countless years of cultivation, it has become a real terrifying killing weapon. ”

The Master explained, "Master, you see, these arrays are all formation nodes, which can input mana and urge the operation of the large array. The stronger the cultivation, the stronger the power of the urging formation, if they are all as strong as their subordinates, after urging, one blow can destroy the land of thousands of miles. ”

"Can't you control it alone?"

Chu Yang asked.

"In the records of the Immortal Alliance, no one can refine it, and it can't be controlled alone, so it can only gather the strength of everyone and control the flight! ”

As he spoke, the Master of the Dry Heart led Chu Yang to the front of the bottom, where there was a closed wall covered with a layer of blue light, which was obviously a seal.

"Here's the secret?"

Chu Yang pointed in front of him and said.

"Yes master, you wait!"

After nodding his head, the Venerable Master of the Dry Heart made a series of decisions towards the blue light in front of him, which lasted for a tea time before the blue light was broken and his true face was revealed.

He also saw a sweat on his forehead: "The reason why the Immortal Alliance has been chasing Changsheng is because there are real immortals recorded here!"

The blue light was scattered, and the true face appeared.

This is a mural, the light is flowing and the sun is shining.

There is a huge palace above, suspended in the nine heavens, the fairy light is sprinkled in the ten thousand worlds, in the ninefold clouds, there is a throne, on which is the king of the gods, suppressing the eight desolations and ruling all beings.

There is a line of small words next to it: Fire Dancing Immortal Emperor!

Outside the palace, the real dragon kneels and worships, the beasts are prostrate, the four seas and eight wildernesses, and all living beings kneel.

"Just by virtue of that, do you think there are real immortals?"

Chu Yang wondered.

Although the mural in front of me is realistic and natural, it would be too hasty to conclude that there are immortals based on this.

"Master, you can know it with the primordial sense!"

The Venerable Master smiled mysteriously.

Chu Yang nodded silently, ran the Yuan Shen, sensed the murals, and suddenly a magnificent scene appeared in front of him: Nine Heavens, Thousand Miles Palace, on the throne, there was an Immortal Emperor covered in red light, and the majestic majesty came from the surface, making him have the urge to surrender and bow down. She looked down and spoke, her voice rumbling, like the sound of the avenue: The great immortal Zhang Sanfeng, who has only been ascending for a hundred years, is convenient for the imperial court to have merit, and giving an immortal fruit can increase his life for eight thousand years!

The sound stops abruptly, and the scene repeats itself one after another.

You can see the vast sky, the vast earth, the majestic palace, and the rumbling sound, but you can't see the specific face of the immortals.

"Daxian, Zhang Sanfeng, Feisheng, a fruit increases the life span of 8,000 years?"

The power of Chu Yang's Yuan Shen returned, and he couldn't stop reminiscing, "That Zhang Sanfeng, is that Zhang Sanfeng?"

He shook his head.

"Master, a fruit can increase your lifespan for eight thousand years, what is this not an immortal?" said the Venerable Master with a fiery gaze, "Also, no matter what method we use, we can't erase this mural, or even touch it, this kind of power obviously surpasses the human world! There are also the Zhuxian Ancient Sword of Qingyunmen, the Fulongding of the Ghost King Sect, etc., obviously not our existences can be successfully refined, where do they come from?"

"Why don't you take the Zhuxian Ancient Sword away?"

Chu Yang's heart moved, and he couldn't help asking.

"If everything in the world is taken away, how can it still stimulate the growth of future generations?

Dry heart is humane.

"What an immortal alliance!"

Chu Yang exclaimed.

If it weren't for his appearance, this world would still be ruled by the Immortal Alliance. Even the destruction of the world and the creation of the world, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years it will rule, and it will play with the world between applause.

The power of the mind radiated and snooped, but there was no scene just now, but he noticed a little difference.

Reaching out and touching it forward, it was blocked by the power of the mystery, and it was difficult to go further.

"I'm going to try!"

Chu Yang clenched his fists and attacked, one punch had a million jun, which made the withered master next to him frightened, but after it fell, it did not cause any waves.

The power is all negated.

"Interesting!"

Chu Yang chuckled, retracted his fists and stood up, his mind turned into a needle, and invaded it, but it was still blocked, but it could penetrate slowly.

He stood still, not moving.

Although the withered Venerable Master was puzzled, he did not bother and lowered his hand to the side.

After a stick of incense, I saw a stone slowly appear in the mural, when the stone left the wall, I don't know how many years of existence of the mural suddenly lost its charm, and there was no blue light.

"This ......!"

The withered Venerable Master was taken aback and looked at Chu Yang very puzzled.

"This mural is only so miraculous, because of this stone!"

Chu Yang explained, then looked at the stone that fell in his palm, and after a while, he already knew the details: Qingling Stone!

"Really?"

The Master of the Dry Heart stepped forward and touched it, but there was no longer any obstacle, he easily touched the mural, and he sensed it with his divine thoughts, and there was no original strange scene, so he couldn't help but bow down and say: "The power of the master is really unpredictable. I don't know how many thousands of years this mural has existed, the successive masters of the Immortal Alliance have all been enlightened, and they can't find the way, and now as soon as the master comes, he has cracked the mystery, which is really admired by his subordinates!"

"It's just a different approach!"

Chu Yang held the stone, walked out of the cabin, and fell under the ancient tree.

In his hand, he held six stones.

One obtained from the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure Vault, a three-life stone from the Full Moon Well, a Haoyang Stone obtained at the bottom of the Ruthless Sea of the Necromantic Abyss, a Heavenly Buddha Stone obtained from the wordless jade of Tianyin Temple, an immortal stone obtained from killing the beast god, and the Qingling Stone just obtained, exactly six pieces.

"These six stones correspond to the six grooves on the stone door in the ancient tree!"

Chu Yang frowned slightly, but did not enter the ancient tree, but turned back and sat next to the bodies of the many strong men who were killed.

'Keep arranging the formation!'

Give an order, run the exercises, and practice quietly.

He's waiting.