The wind of 500 years ago blows the people of 500 years later.

The rain of 500 years ago is pouring on people 500 years later.

After 500 years, the sound finally reached the ears of those it wanted to hear.

Tu Yuan picked the ghost fruit in his hand, turned into black mud and dripped on the ground, growing one by one human-faced poisonous mushrooms.

If this is the voice left by Fan Xuanzi five hundred years ago, then what was she experiencing at that time?

At the same time, Tu Yuan thought about how long he had been floating in the darkness.

Tu Yuan felt a chill pressing down from the sky.

The dark clouds in the sky distorted, turning into terrifying demons looking down on Tu Yuan. Those evil spirits seemed to grow between heaven and earth, with blue and black horns on their heads, terrifying painting patterns on their faces, and a pair of blood-colored eyes glowing red.

Tu Yuan turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

……

He didn't look for the Fire Dragon Girl and the Extravagant corpse again, whether it was the Fire Dragon Girl or the Extravagant corpse, he left a mark on their bodies, but the mark on the Fire Dragon Girl's body was scattered, but there was still a little faint sense, and he could sense that the Fire Dragon Girl was not in danger.

And it is constantly recovering, and the sense of the corpse should be clearer, but now it is very vague, he only knows that it is far away from him, but there should be no danger.

He first came to a place to inquire about Qingmei Mountain, and then he didn't stop heading towards Qingmei Mountain for a moment.

Qingmei Mountain, with the sacrificial sword to dominate this land, among which there are eleven famous swords in Qingmei Mountain, each famous sword is a legend, each famous sword is a heritage, and every famous sword descends down the mountain, are the best among their peers.

After hundreds of years, they are enough to make a difference.

There is a city at the foot of Qingmei Mountain, and that city is called Qingmei City.

With the center of Qingmei Mountain, a radius of more than 400 miles belongs to the world of Qingmei Mountain, and Qingmei City is the central city of the cities within a radius of more than 400 miles.

Tu Yuan came to Qingmei City, he inquired clearly, and if he wanted to meet the head of Qingmei Mountain, he needed to submit a worship post from the Qingmei Division in Qingmei City.

He first threw a worship post, saying that he wanted to see Qingmei Zhangjiao, but before his words came out, he was directly thrown back to the worship post, and scolded: "Zhangjiao is what you can see when you say it, leave quickly, if you come to entangle again, you will suffer from flesh and skin." ”

There are also people who hand over the post next to him, laughing, the head of Qingmei Mountain is a celestial, how can he say that he will see it.

So, Tu Yuan also laughed, and his laughter collapsed the Sifu in front of him.

There was a blue light surging up in the mansion, but it didn't hold it for a while in the laughter and then collapsed.

In an instant, the people on this street were stunned.

The house collapsed, but none of the people in it were injured.

Originally, there was no reason in this office, but the office was talking, and the office was working, but suddenly the building collapsed, and only this one house collapsed on the entire street.

People who were a little farther away didn't even hear Tu Yuan's laughter at all.

Even the person who was directly facing Tu Yuan didn't feel that he was shocked by Tu Yuan's laughter.

All the people looked up at the sky.

The sky is still green and majestic.

There are no white clouds in the sky, only a green eyebrow-like mountain, lying in the sky, and vaguely it seems that you can see the phantom shadow of the green mountains.

This is the heaven of Mount Ching Mei, and Mount Ching Mei is not on the ground, but in the sky. What you see in the sky is Qingmei Mountain.

Looking at the one in front of him who didn't know what was going on, Tu Yuan once again sent the greeting post in his hand and indicated that he wanted to see Qingmei Zhangjiao.

"Is that you?"

"It's me. ”

"Someone, someone is challenging. ”

……

It was probably too long since this happened, so the panic at the scene was a moment, but it quickly stabilized.

One after another, sword light fell from the sky, like a meteor falling to the ground.

Tu Yuan stood there and didn't move, he just looked up, he wanted to see if they came from the sky.

Those sword lights didn't stop at all, falling from the sky and slashing towards Tu Yuan's neck.

One of the things that people love most is to take people from thousands of miles away.

Tu Yuan's hand had bounced on the sword light at some point, and the sword light was flying, one after another. They were all bounced away by him again and again.

And those sword lights that were bounced off swirled in the sky, but they all suddenly gathered together, falling like a rain of swords, and drew a mysterious trajectory when they were about to approach Tu Yuan's body, changing direction and piercing towards Tu Yuan's body.

At this moment, Tu Yuan's hand swept in the sky above him, the black and white light on his hand was rich, and with a wave of his hand in the sky, the sword light in the sky was actually fished out by him.

Then he rubbed his hands, and those spirit swords were all kneaded together by him, turned into a ball, and threw them on the street.

Originally, everyone on the street watched this scene, thinking that Tu Yuan was about to be divided by flying swords, but they saw that those flying swords were actually crumpled into balls.

And none of those Edgeworth men appeared.

It was a moment before a sound sounded from the other end of the street.

"It has been many years since no one dared to come to the door to challenge. ”

The one who spoke was an apricot yellow robe, with a simple long sword on his back and a whisk in his hand.

Tu Yuan smiled and said, "Originally, it was just a visit. ”

"I've never heard of anyone visiting and tearing down the master's house. The high-crowned Taoist priest in the apricot yellow robe said coldly.

Tu Yuan knew through whispers in the distance that the Taoist priest in front of him was named Nong Shaofu, and the sword name ** flower on his back was one of the eleven famous swords in Qingmei Mountain, a famous and powerful person with great mana.

When the Spring Flower Sword Envoy opened, it was like a flower blooming all over the mountain in spring, beautiful but extremely dangerous.

"The threshold of the house is too high, I really can't get in, I can only demolish it, no, after demolition, it is much better, and I can see the famous sword of Qingmei Mountain. Tu Yuan said.

"How daring. The farmer's voice was like thunder.

Tu Yuan said as if he didn't care at all: "I want to see your master's sect, but no one has passed it on, since you are a famous sword inheritor, you must be able to see your master's sect, can you ......tell me for me?"

Tu Yuan's words were not finished, and the farmer over there had already broken off angrily and interrupted his words.

"Death. When Nong Shaofu's words fell, the dust filaments of the finger dust that were originally hanging from the crook of his arm suddenly stood straight and became straight, like sword wires.

I saw that he stabbed the finger dust in his hand in the direction of Tu Yuan, like a stabbing sword.

However, there was a sky full of sword filaments stabbing towards Tu Yuan, and the dusty filaments seemed to penetrate the void and appeared in front of Tu Yuan in an instant.

The silver is brilliant, penetrating the surrounding voids, there is no escape, there is no way to do it.