Shenzhou, Great Qin State, 31st year of Qianyuan, Western Regions Road.

In the territory of Great Qin, there are several mysterious places, they are scattered in all corners of Great Qin, and in those places, there are some of the most powerful people on this continent.

The Western Regions Road is located in the westernmost part of the Great Qin Empire, in the early years, there were many small countries here, fighting with each other, only nominally obeying the management of the empire, until three hundred years ago, an imperial ambassador died in the civil strife of one of the small countries, Emperor Wu took 200,000 Longxi troops to the west, directly eradicated all the small countries in this area, and since then established the Western Regions Road.

The sun star on the desert was about to set the horizon, and in the dusk it lost its noon ferocity and irritability, and even the light became soft, and the light emitted was like a burning red flame, burning firmly and gently on this sandy ground.

The weeds in the shade of the sand pile had turned yellow from the drought for several days, and patches were scattered everywhere, like yellow abscesses growing on the land.

Four men appeared on the desert horizon, and they did not say much to each other, but until they came to the foot of the only poplar tree in the land, rested for a while, and heard some noise overhead—there was a nest of an unknown bird.

The nest is made up of some dead grass and branches, and there are three young birds waiting to be fed, the sun star has not yet completely set, and the mother bird has not yet returned to the nest.

The young birds crawled to the edge of the nest when they heard the sound below, and looked at the four people below, as if warning something, but before they could retract into the nest, the one on the edge was squeezed down by the other two.

The sun and wind and sand in the desert are large, and it stands to reason that you should pay attention to the wind, sand and sun when dressing, but the four people are wearing completely different clothes.

"The young bird is not guilty, because you and I are here, and the sin is with you and me. One of them caught the fallen chick and gently stood on tiptoe and put it back again.

The person who spoke was wearing a robe with black and white tattoos, and his face was as warm as jade, and he looked like he should be in his old age, but there was some old-fashioned between his eyebrows and eyes. There was nothing long on his hands, just a small metal bell tied around his waist, the bun on his head was worn by a carved wooden hairpin, and his black hair was naturally draped behind him like a rhyme.

"But you're not a young bird, how do you know if he wants to go back to the nest for revenge?"

The man who said this was a little greener, he was wearing a white robe, carrying a three-foot-three unsheathed red sword on his back, his young and handsome face was as sharp as a sword, and in line with what he said, there was just the right kind of sarcasm on his face.

There was also a middle-aged monk on the side, he didn't interject the topic, he just kept twisting the rosary in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, the sound of the rosary rubbing against his yellow robe and the scriptures in his mouth seemed to form a delicate balance, people couldn't help but watch his movements.

When the young man with the sword saw the monk's appearance, he couldn't help but smile: "In such a place, you can also have a Buddha in your heart, and your understanding is really much better than that of a person who is false compassion." ”

"If your thinking is still so narrow, then you will never be able to reach that realm. The Dao-robed man's mood did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he said: "You are in the Daoling Sect, can't you only inherit the position of the deputy sect master in name only?

The young man with the sword sneered and said, "All I want is a three-foot long sword in my hand, and a guy like you, who pursues fame, really doesn't know how to cultivate to the current realm." ”

The man in the robe didn't respond to him this time, but said: "The young birds were squeezed down, not necessarily because the other young birds did it on purpose, maybe it was due to nature, in the face of the cruelty of survival, they could only choose to give up some things that could be discarded, and the responsibility was not on the other young birds." ”

I agree with that, but the other young birds are not innocent. The young man with the sword nodded slightly.

There was a crisp birdsong in the sky, and it seemed that the mother bird was about to return to her nest.

At this time, the person who had not spoken moved, he was wearing a cyan robe, tied in an ancient bun, which was only slightly tied with a dark ribbon, and a smile appeared on his elegant and easy-going face at this time, holding an ancient book with a white cover in his hand, like a teacher who was teaching.

He said, "What do you want to do?"

He wasn't asking the young man with the sword, nor the man in the robe, nor the middle-aged monk who had been chanting the scriptures.

He was asking the young bird in the nest.

There was silence all around.

"Well, I see. ”

The man in the green shirt smiled gently, put the ancient book into his arms, pressed one hand on the trunk of the withered poplar tree, and gently stroked it, and the poplar tree ignited a raging white flame, the flame followed the trunk trajectory, all the way to the bird's nest, the two young birds were burned in the nest and wailed, and the one that was squeezed down did not shout, just obediently nested aside, as if enjoying the burning of the white flame.

"Amitabha. The middle-aged monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. The middle-aged Taoist also bowed his head and said.

They didn't stop the green-shirted man's behavior, because they knew very well that if they were in the imperial capital, the three of them might be inferior to the green-shirted man.

They don't have that qualification yet.

......

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are here for a very clear purpose, we are all here for the Spirit. The young man with the sword stared at the distance of the desert and said slowly.

Not long ago, the Imperial Qin Heavenly Supervisor observed the 'Spirit'.

"The spirit was born from the residual luck and resentment of the previous dynasty, and it took thousands of years to be born, and I am afraid it is not so easy to deal with. The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly, it was not that he was not confident in his own strength, but that he was afraid of the terrifying destructive power of the spirit.

"What is the reason why something that has already been made ancient, and what is it that was born? If he really comes, I will slash it with a sword. ”

As soon as the words fell, a blood-red glow suddenly appeared in the desert sky.

The attention of all four people was drawn to it.

This blood-colored glow is different from ordinary sunset, it suddenly appears in the sky like a ghost, and as soon as it appears, it extends into the invisible depths of the sky in the distance, as if the mythical god driving the flame chariot has just driven by the sky, leaving a trail all the way.

"I always thought he wouldn't come, but I didn't expect him to come. The middle-aged Taoist said.

"He wanted to walk past us, but it wasn't a good idea. ”

The man in the green shirt suddenly spoke: "Yesterday I received news that a few days ago, Empress Xia's Fengjia met Ling at the border of Huainan Province and Jiangnan Province, and all the people in the group died, even Zhao Meng, who was at the peak of martial arts, also died in that encounter. ”

The young man with the sword still said calmly: "If you die, you die, what does this mean?"

"Queen Xia didn't die. ”

The young man with the sword glanced at him and said, "You're really boring. ”

"It's coming. The middle-aged monk, who had been chanting, stopped and spoke.

Half of the sun star had sunk below the horizon, there was less light in the sky, and an inexplicable darkness began to engulf the desert. The temperature on the desert also dropped sharply, but the eyes of the four of them only looked at the sunset on the edge of the sky, the blood-red glow hanging in the dim sky, with only yellow sand and withered grass on the ground, quietly like a painting.

There are people in the painting.

The three-foot-three red sword on the body of the young man with the negative sword began to vibrate on its own, emitting bursts of sword sounds, and before the person moved, the sword intent first overflowed to the surroundings, and after the buzz, the sand and gravel within hundreds of meters on the desert were empty, and turned into countless sand and gravel long swords in the air.

The vitality between heaven and earth began to riot, and it was sucked up by the four figures like a whale swallowing the sea.

The inexplicable bell on the middle-aged Taoist's waist rang.

The middle-aged monk solemnly took out the bowl in his arms.

The man in the green shirt stretched and opened his ancient book.

......

In the thirtieth year of the Great Qin Empire, mysterious news came out of the Imperial Qin Tianjian news, which caused four of the top ten celebrities of the Immortal Family to gather in the Western Regions Dao and a battle took place.

This battle seems to have come inexplicably, after this battle, the great sword immortal Zhang Fuling of the Daoling Sect has since lost his news, one of the two Confucian saints in the imperial capital was injured and returned to the imperial capital, but was liquidated and beheaded by the whole house, while the other Confucian saint left the imperial capital in a rage after hearing about it.

After returning to the temple, the Buddhist superintendent has been thinking about the wall, and has never stepped out of the small courtyard again. The one from Chongyang Palace went all the way north and was nowhere to be found.

Imperial capital, inside the Qintian prison.

"It's been measured!

A young official wearing a gray-blue Qintian official uniform called out with joy, looking around to share this rare joy, but then the joy on his face quickly froze, because a middle-aged man was already standing next to him.

The young official knelt respectfully on the ground, his head was very low, he fumbled and picked up the parchment on the table, and handed it to the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man was wearing a round-necked stabbing gold brocade python robe, with a thin and tall figure, two sword eyebrows like stars, and there seemed to be a faint bloody aura on his body. Just standing there can give a powerful sense of oppression.

He took the parchment and stared at it for a long time.

"Send someone to the Daoling Sword Sect. The python-robed man didn't say much more, turned to leave, and gently tossed the parchment back as he walked out of the Qin Heavenly Prison.

The parchment threw an ungraceful arc in the air and landed on the young official's jet-black gauze hat, which then slid off the hat under the force of gravity and finally spread out on the ground.

There was a word "sword" on it.

Huainan Province, Daoling County.

Daoling County is the location of the Southern Great Sect and the Daoling Sword Sect.

On the outskirts of Daoling County, there is a fairy mountain in the eyes of the people in the county, which is the mountain gate of the Daoling Sword Sect, the mountain peak is towering into the clouds, and the top of the mountain is hidden in the clouds and mist all the year round. At the foot of the steep cliff, a man stood with a red sword on his back, a white robe that had turned into a bloody coat, and he looked at the top of the mountain with an expressionless face.

The entire immortal mountain still towered to the south of the Great Qin Empire, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

He touched his face, which had become a little old, plunged his red sword into the cliff, smiled bitterly, and turned away.

After a while, a wail came from the cliff, and the three-foot-three red sword suddenly shattered.