Walking and stopping all the way, I don't know how long it was, seeing that the sky had darkened, Xiaochen stopped to rest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He found a relatively thick crape myrtle tree, walked to the side and sat down unceremoniously, and as soon as he sat down, he immediately changed to a comfortable position and lay down and fell asleep.

Xiaochen woke up thirsty in the middle of the night, grabbed the water bag and poured water into his mouth, and when he put down the water bag, Xiaochen found that the crape myrtle road at night was no worse than during the day.

The fluorescent light in the mountains and fields is shining, and the aura is rich.

Many nocturnal spirit animals come out to absorb aura, and some of the little butterfly fairies that can glow themselves are flying everywhere, and the night of Xuanqing Mountain is particularly beautiful.

One day, the stars seemed to be in front of him, as if within reach, Xiaochen lay down with his back to the sky, and began his long-lost "stargazing thoughts".

"Bright as a star, as chic as a fairy......" Xiaochen thought more than once, this is also Xiaochen's lifelong wish, although he is only fifteen years old, but he has never wavered.

And at this moment, he is so close to his dream, and Xiaochen is afraid that all this is just a good time, and in the end it is still empty, I don't know how long he pondered, Xiaochen gradually fell asleep.

Maybe it's because he's too excited, Xiaochen woke up again after sleeping for a long time, at this time he was sleepy, Xiaochen looked at the mountain, it was pitch black, but he could faintly see that the crape myrtle forest was almost at the end, Xiaochen decided to take the night to climb the mountain.

Xiaochen quickly climbed up, until he was so tired that his whole body was weak, and he didn't realize that the eastern sky was slightly white at this time. Soon Xiaochen saw that it was about to dawn, so he breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, and climbed after resting.

So repeatedly, I don't know how much time has passed, Xiaochen woke up again, at this time it was already the scorching sun, before, the surrounding crape myrtle trees are two feet high, covering the path tightly, Xiaochen naturally does not feel too hot, and then look up, you can already see the end of the crape myrtle road.

Xiaochen thought that it wouldn't take long to get out of this crape myrtle road.

The clouds move with the wind, and the mountains are secluded.

Looking at the huge crape myrtle forest behind him, and he was almost in the white clouds at the moment, Xiaochen suddenly had an unreal feeling, and couldn't help but think that Xiao Er and Xiao San should be resting in the village at the moment, or going to sand mining, and I don't know how they are doing.

Sometimes people's psychology is really strange, and no one cares about what they have every day. But when you suddenly lose it, you will feel that it is difficult to let go and become very cherished memories, and at that time, what is the use of memories?

Xiaochen straightened out his mind and walked out of Ziwei Road.

Outside the crape myrtle road, when the scorching sun was not covered by the crape myrtle tree, it shone directly on Xiaochen's body, then Xiaochen knew how poisonous the sun was, but the surrounding fog lingered around Xiaochen, although he was sunburned and painful, but it did not hurt at all, on the contrary, Xiaochen also felt that the strength in his body seemed to be a little bigger, but at this moment he just wanted to rush up the mountain quickly.

After rushing out a few steps, I saw a section of jade paved mountain road, with a total of thirty-six stone steps, and the height difference of each stone step was more than two feet, and it was still a little difficult for Xiaochen to run up.

Slowed down and slowly climbed up the stone steps, stepping on it step by step, the hard stone actually rippled like the surface of the water, there were too many things beyond his own cognition, Xiaochen was not very surprised, and continued to walk up.

After Xiaochen climbed the stone steps, he wanted to stop and take a look, but before he could see the vision clearly, a sharp sword aura came straight to his chest.

After all, Xiaochen is only a mortal in the flesh, how can he withstand this sword, and the speed of the sword qi is so fast, Xiaochen can't react at all, the sword qi grabs his left rib and flies, although it does not penetrate the heart, but the entire left chest has been completely shattered by the sword qi, and Xiaochen, who is a mortal, can no longer die.

Xiaochen's body, no, the corpse flew out of the stone platform like a broken kite, and then fell down the mountain.

"Whether it's fate or no fate, it all depends on this time. I saw that the old man who had stopped the other eight people that day disappeared into the main hall in an instant.

The next moment, the old man appeared in the sky above Ziwei Road, grabbed Xiaochen's corpse, and hit Xiaochen's corpse with a magic trick, and Xiaochen's left chest was no longer bleeding.

This old man is the contemporary head of Xuanqing Mountain-Qingcang Daozun.

Qingcang Daozun looked at the wound on Xiaochen's left chest, sighed and said, "Shi is also dead!"

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, all the things in Xiaochen's arms flew out, Qingcang Daozun took the white jade piece in his hand, and the blood-stained cyan beads drilled into Xiaochen's arms again, and then Qingcang Daozun held Xiaochen and turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the mountain.

The old man came to Cuizhu Peak with Xiaochen in his arms, as the name suggests, it is called Cuizhu, which can be seen that this mountain is symbolized by bamboo.

There is also a sea of green bamboo with the same name as the remnant sword of crape myrtle, and the depths of the bamboo sea were suddenly listed as the forbidden land of Xuanqing Mountain from two generations ago.

Except for the head of the Xuanqing Mountain Sect and a few second-generation disciples, the rest of the people are not allowed to enter, and the reason is only known to the generations of masters.

Qing Cang Dao Zun cultivation is shocking, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the depths of the bamboo sea, and it can be seen from a distance that there is only a small bamboo building in the depths of the bamboo sea, the doors and windows are closed, and the bamboo leaves in front of the door are thick, and it doesn't look like it is inhabited.

Qingcang Daozun came to the bamboo building with Xiaochen in his arms, and did not rush in, but respectfully walked to the door and said: "Geshu senior, junior Qingcang has something to ask for, please come out and see you." After saying that, he didn't say much and stood aside.

Who lives in the house, even the identity of Qingcang Daozun has to be treated respectfully.

Not long after, the closed door slowly opened, and an old man appeared at the door, this person was dressed in green clothes, his eyebrows were all snow-white, and his white hair was tied in a bun, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see anything special.

In the blink of an eye, the old man in Tsing Yi, who was still in the house just now, stepped out and came to Qingcang Daozun.

"Senior Geshu......" Qingcang Daozun wanted to say something to explain his intentions, but the old man in Tsing Yi waved his hand to interrupt.

"Needless to say, go ahead. The old man in Tsing Yi said expressionlessly.

"Farewell. After Qingcang Daozun finished speaking, without waiting for the old man to answer, he disappeared into the depths of the bamboo sea.

"Time, life. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi also said to himself, no one knows what this represents.

The old man stepped forward, Xiaochen floated behind him and returned to the bamboo building together, after the old man entered the bamboo building, the door slowly closed again, and the whole bamboo sea was only left with the sound of the wind blowing the bamboo leaves.

Sometimes fate is the best at playing tricks on people, and in the endless cycle of fate, human power seems so insignificant.

Even if you can call for wind and rain and change the world, there will always be happiness that you don't know.

Even if you live with the sky and smile proudly, there is always a warmth that you can't feel.

The ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth will also shoulder the burden of the blue sky, and it will not be able to escape for a lifetime.

Cut off the mortal heart, stand up as an immortal, and how should the love be broken?

He must not be chic in his life.

Helplessly groaning, the fairy road is boundless, the fairy road is boundless......

At the entrance of the Remnant Sword Dao, the two figures, one green and one black, appeared and disappeared, and between the looming and fainting, the sword qi flew sideways, it was the two guardian beasts of the Remnant Sword Dao who were fighting, and the sword qi that killed Xiaochen just now was just one of them.

The two beasts have never been allowed to turn into human form because of their bloodline, and they are not only the guardians of the Remnant Sword Dao, but also the guardians of the Remnant Sword Ancient Dao, and the only way to break this formation is to kill the two beasts first.

The two beast control arrays guarded a corner of Xuanqing Mountain.

And these two beasts themselves are terrifying, not to mention, there is also a remnant sword array to protect the body, the eye of the array is both a flaw and the strongest point, killing the two beasts is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

These two spirit beasts were born from the giant egg transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in ancient times, called sword slaves, and they were born to be psychic beasts that cultivated sword qi.

Because he was born at the same time, no one wanted to call him brother, so he wanted to judge by the level of cultivation, but the growth of the spirit beasts in this heaven and earth was also average, and every time the fighting method was equal.

Later, by the great grace of the founder of Xuanqing Mountain, he promised to protect the Xuanqing line for endless years, and now his cultivation is unfathomable, but a competition once in a hundred years, it has been going on, and it is a coincidence, today is the period of a hundred years, and the two beasts killed Xiaochen by mistake as promised.

The reason why the remnant sword path got its name is because since the opening of the Xuanqing Dao sect, all the dead blades of the disciples of the sect have been buried here, and they have remained unchanged for thousands of years.

The broken swords of the remnants filled the entire valley, and the flying swords that were discarded here were all divine weapons before their deaths, and the tens of thousands of years of time not only did not rust these broken swords, but gave birth to sword spirits.

These sword spirits are already psychic things, they have no intelligence, no thoughts, everything only relies on instinct to act, and the means of attack are very simple: incarnate as a sword, sacrifice themselves to strike.

The collapsed body will immediately re-condense, which is a very terrifying aura, but why is it so honest and only guarding in front of his own tomb, there must be something hidden in it.

In the middle of the remnant sword path is a huge sword sculpture more than 100 meters high, you can vaguely feel the sword qi straight to the sky, if you look closely, you will find that this sword statue is carved is the famous Xuanyuan sword, and the purpose of this sword is located in the middle of the remnant sword path is also obvious.

The remnant sword spirit has been completed, if there is no corresponding sword emperor suppression, there will be chaos, if the thousands of sword souls here flow out and do evil, the consequences will be unimaginable.

And the Xuanyuan Sword is carved here, and it is not difficult to see the reason why the sword spirit is so honest.

As the old saying goes: Xuanyuan comes out and worships the sword, Xuanyuan passes and the sword avoids, the sword of the world is only Xuanyuan, and the extreme of the sword is Xuanyuan.

It can be seen that Xuanyuan's sword is a well-deserved sword emperor, and it is the best choice to use Xuanyuan's sword carving to suppress the swords.

This sword carving is carved by the fourth generation of the ancestor of Xuanqing Mountain, when the remnant of the sword has a small part of the remnant of the sword to give birth to the sword spirit, the contemporary patriarch with great mana from the Tianfeng retrieved the boulder carving image, standing in the middle of the remnant of the sword, suppressing the sword spirit, so that the remnant of the sword spirit has never been out of control. Having said that, just one stone carving can suppress many sword spirits, and it can also be seen that the Xuanqing Patriarch who carved this sword carving has a high understanding of the way of heaven and the way of the sword.

Then, he poured the power of several generations of masters, and used thousands of sword spirits as a formation to lay out the remnant sword against the sky array that guarded this place.

The host of the large array can drive all the sword spirits to resist the enemy in the large array, the great array is not broken, and the Xuanqing is not destroyed, and the ancestors of the past dynasties can not be said to be unkind to Xuanqing Mountain.

When the battle between the two beasts was fierce, an uninvited guest came, and Qingcang Daozun came to the Remnant Sword Dao.

When the two beasts saw that the person who came was Qingcang Daozun, they didn't dare to stop the fight, and stepped forward to salute, "See Qingcang Palm Sect." ”

Qingcang Daozun bowed his head slightly and said: "Your two brothers are involved in this fate, and you can't tell the stakes, maybe you will soon be able to tell the winner." ”

The two beasts naturally didn't know about the accidental killing of Xiaochen, and at the same time asked, "How do you say this?"

"When you were fighting, you mistakenly killed a child who went up the mountain to apprentice, and this son brought that drop of water with him, and even more amazingly, he had the green bead mark on his body. Qing Cang Daozun said quietly.

"Qing Ying Zhu Yin, could it be that he is ......" The two beasts were shocked, and the green beast asked first.

Qingcang Daozun sighed and said to the two beasts, "Is it a blessing or a curse or a matter of two words, but there is news of the Xuanyuan Sword Emperor?"

"The Divine Sword is dead, but three months ago, Xuanyuan Tomb had a sword intent outburst, and I don't know if it has anything to do with the Xuanyuan Emperor Sword. The two beasts replied in unison.

Qingcang Daozun didn't dwell on it, and after explaining and continuing to pay attention, he turned around and disappeared on the remnant sword path.