In the Penglai world, Yang Xuan fell gently.

In front of him, there was a huge mountain gate towering among the clouds, and the powerful Qingyun words on it were exuding a faint coercion.

The mountain wind howled, sweeping a huge ancient pine outside the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect, the pine branches swayed, and the afterimage swayed.

The huge Qingyun Sect seemed to be empty at the moment, silent, and only one voice filled the ears.

Whew, whew!

Yang Xuan's gaze fell on the ancient pine.

There, there is a man, an axe.

The old man dressed as a woodcutter was seriously sharpening the axe in his hand on the stone.

"An axe is like a man, and it cannot be sharpened. The old man seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan just stood with his hands in his hands and was silent.

The old man still didn't look up, and said, "Do you know how long my axe has been sharpened?"

Yang Xuan said lightly: "I don't know." ”

"Millennium!" The old man stopped the movement in his hand, threw the axe to Yang Xuan casually, and said, "You can help me take a look, how about this axe?"

The axe slashed an arc in the air and landed accurately in Yang Xuan's hand.

A black iron axe, a pine handle, an extremely ordinary axe.

"I have to get this axe for a thousand years, not how. Yang Xuan said lightly, and threw the axe out again.

The old man took the axe and sighed: "You are right, you have to get this axe for a thousand years, and the years have been wasted in vain. ”

"It's a pity that I can't go back. Yang Xuan said lightly.

"yes, it's a pity, it's a pity, so I can only wait for you here. The old man looked at Yang Xuan and said lightly.

Yang Xuan was silent, his gaze penetrated the pine branches, and fell into the depths of the unknown sea of clouds.

The old man was also looking over there, and after a while, he said lightly: "Go back, don't come again." ”

"Oh, why?" asked Yang Xuan.

"Penglai has been in turmoil for many years, it's time to return to calm, and it is not a good thing that Xianmen can unify all factions. ”

"What about the Qingyun Sect?"

"Qingyun Sect is determined to be above Qingyun, and there is really not so much desire for power, if you want to dominate Penglai, you can, but Qingyun Sect is still Qingyun Sect. ”

"What if I don't agree?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I've been sharpening my axe for a thousand years, so what's the point of sharpening it again?" replied the old man.

Yang Xuan smiled and said lightly: "I have heard that the first person in Penglai, Chen Qinghua, is called to open the sky, sharpen an axe for a thousand years, cross a thousand years with an axe, and cultivate at the peak of the void." ”

"I have never dared to take the title of the first person in Penglai. Chen Qinghua sighed.

"Oh?" Yang Xuan's eyes showed curiosity: "You are not the first person, who is the first person?"

"My master!" Chen Qinghua said, his eyes full of respect.

"Lingshi?" Yang Xuan was slightly stunned: "Lingshi is still alive?"

"I don't know!" Chen Qinghua continued to sigh: "I haven't seen my master for thousands of years. ”

Yang Xuan no longer dwelled on this question, changed the topic and asked, "You want to kill me?"

Chen Qinghua shook his head: "No, I don't want to kill you, as long as you don't set foot in the realm of Qingyun Sect, I don't even want to come out of the retreat place." ”

"Then what if I want to destroy the Qingyun Sect?" Yang Xuan asked.

The answer to Yang Xuan was just a sigh.

Long sigh.

Call!

The wind stirred the calm clouds, and the ancient pines that grew beside the cliffs swayed their branches, as if telling the story of thousands of years of history.

"A thousand years ago, I knelt under this ancient pine, kneeling for nine days and nine nights, almost freezing to death and starving. Chen Qinghua seemed to fall into memory: "Therefore, the first trick I created after I succeeded in refining qi was named - Seeking Immortals." ”

As soon as the immortal words fell, the world was turned upside down.

In an instant, in the midst of the wind and snow, Yang Xuan seemed to see a thin child's figure, holding an ordinary axe, swinging it indiscriminately, cutting off the wind and snow.

The snowflakes shot out and turned into a big white axe in an instant, slashing towards Yang Xuan.

The shadow of the axe filled the sky, accompanied by snowflakes, filling the heavens and the earth.

"Not bad!" Yang Xuan said, then gently stretched out his hand and pinched a snowflake in the snowstorm.

At the moment when Yang Xuan pinched the snowflake, the shadow of the axe in the sky shattered, turned into a little starlight, and dissipated into nothingness.

But the next moment, Yang Xuan found himself standing on a desolate land, and above his head, a huge black axe was slashing down angrily.

Rumble!

The earth trembled, and countless cracks appeared at Yang Xuan's feet, like angry dragons, spewing out magma containing terrifying high temperatures.

And above the sky, along with the giant axe, there were countless huge meteorite meteors.

In just an instant, the end came.

"This style is called the destruction of the world, and I also ask Sect Master Bai to appreciate it. Chen Qinghua's voice filled the heavens and the earth, and it was extremely majestic.

"The power is still alive, but the destruction of the world is just a joke. Yang Xuan said lightly, and with a wave of his finger, the wind and snow came again.

The white ice crystals and snowflakes in the sky rose from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the originally red world turned into a field of ice and snow.

The cracked openings in the ground were frozen by the white ice edges, and the magma that erupted instantly solidified, making various gestures in the air, and the meteorite fire shower in the sky turned into docile little sheep after encountering the wind and snow that swept up, and fell obediently, without even a trace of waves.

"Impossible!" Chen Qinghua's voice was full of shock, and he seemed to be a little incredulous: "You are also in the realm of refining the void, how can you have such a method?"

"Nothing is impossible. Yang Xuan said lightly: "You can also take me a trick to try." ”

As soon as the words fell, a golden cross light tore through the void and slashed towards a certain place.

In an instant, the sky fell apart.

After a loud bang, Chen Qinghua fell, clutching his chest, and the corners of his mouth were already bloodshot.

His face was full of surprise, shock, even fear.

The mountain wind gusted, the ancient pine swayed, Chen Qinghua got up from the ground, half leaning on the ancient pine, panting.

Yang Xuan looked at him lightly, a golden light had bloomed in his hand, and a moment later, a golden long knife appeared in his hand.

"Thousands of years of grinding the axe, but you have sharpened it like this, it seems that it was a wrong decision for the commander to accept you. He said lightly, his eyes strange.

"What did you say?" Chen Qinghua, who still had blood stains on the corners of his mouth, didn't know why.

"I said......" Yang Xuan slowly raised the golden knife in his hand, and then stabbed it to a certain place on his side: "Sharpen the axe for thousands of years, just to seek immortals." ”

Rumble!

Honka exploded in an instant, and an axe that emitted cold light slashed out of the shattered space, slashing at a bit of golden light in the void.

Thundered!

In an instant, the entire Qingyun Mountain turned into powder and completely disappeared from the earth.

In the entire heaven and earth, only the half-blown Honka and the giant axe that emerged from the Honka were left.

Chen Qinghua, who was originally leaning on the tree, had turned into a little spot of light and disappeared without a trace.

A long sigh came from the ancient pine: "Thousands of years of sharpening the axe, just to seek immortals, what you said is right, from beginning to end, I only have one move, and that is-"

"Seeking immortals!!"