Since then, the righteous and demonic sects have recuperated and entered an unprecedented stage of prosperity, and everyone has never mentioned anything about the Wanqu Kingdom, and they have also deleted the records of the Wanqu Kingdom and the Wanqu Famous Weapons in the classics. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hundreds of years later, the Great War of Immortals and Demons broke out, and the Immortal Cultivators vigorously defeated the Demon Sect and drove the demons to remote places.

Fertile field reshuffle, Taihua Sword Sect, Kongsang Xianmen and Cao Xidong Sect also established their own prestige at this time, showing a three-legged trend from the standout of this war, Dongshi, Taiwei, Wufeng, Tianyu, Zhangguo, Qingyao, Yaoguang and other factions followed closely behind, these ten factions are respected as the ten major sects of Fertile Cultivation Immortals, and other small sects are the only ones who are the first to look forward.

The two ways of righteousness and demons have always had a deep grudge, but in the matter of destroying the Black Calendar Brother, it is an incomparable tacit understanding, about the Wanqu War of the year, the future generations of disciples have no way of knowing the previous things, and the Wanqu country is gradually forgotten by the world, drowning in the long river of history.

After the disappearance of Wanqu Country, because there is no one to maintain it, the barrier of the Nine Hidden Valley is getting weaker and weaker year by year, and it is estimated that in a few hundred years, the barrier here will completely disappear, and the Nine Hidden Valley will become an endless desert, which is not a good thing for the surrounding countries.

I really didn't expect that the scene in front of me would be so singing and crying, coming out of the wilderness of endless time, Qingli found that he was still standing on the altar, and the king began to remove the curse on the Biluo Immortal Sword.

He knew that even if he hated and resented again, it would be impossible for Wanqu Country to come back, the world had changed now, and he couldn't kill all the fertile people because of the hatred in his heart, if he really did this, what was the difference between it and the people who slaughtered Wanqu Country before.

It's time to let go of the grievances in your heart, it's time to let this Biluo Immortal Sword see the light of day again, it is the pride of Wanqu Kingdom, the crystallization of human wisdom, and it should not be buried in this dark underground.

"What is your name, child?" said the king, suddenly, as he looked at her.

He could see that this woman in Tsing Yi had a pure heart and kindness from the bottom of his heart, so he was relieved to hand over his sword. What's more, she is still the same kind, and she has been waiting for the people in the world for too long, so long that her soul has long since dissipated, and this last trace of spirit is still wandering in the imperial tomb, and she can't get nostalgic.

"Qingli!" she said softly, looking up at this tall man, his standing posture and his words and deeds are so imposing, that is the momentum of the king, Qingli thought, even if he compares the head of Taihua with him, it is still a little worse, after all, he was the last king of Wanqu Kingdom, and his look is naturally difficult for others to compare.

It turned out that her name was Qingli, and when she heard this name, the king was obviously stunned, and said that I used to have a pair of children, and coincidentally, there is also a word in my daughter's name, she is as cute as you, she loves to comb long braids, likes to eat the vermilion fruit in the grain, and always loves to stick to me when she is fine......

When he said this, there was a smile in the king's eyes, and it was clear that he was living happily at that time.

"Forget it, don't talk about this, Qingli, come here, I will teach you the Biluo Sword Technique. Now, I don't care which sect you belong to, I just want the Biluo swordsmanship to be passed on to the world, which can be regarded as a kind of praise for Wanqu Kingdom!"

Thousands of years later, the king has already seen it, no matter who the fairy sword serves, he hopes to pass on this civilization, and the essence of swordsmanship in Wanqu Country should not decline.

As he spoke, he asked Qingli to stand in the center of the circle and began to transmit exercises to her.

A stream of Xuanguang, like a flying dragon dancing wildly, hovered beside her, lingering, and finally submerged from her eyebrows into her body, becoming a part of Qingli's memory.

On the other side of the altar, Wushuang found that there were several jars neatly arranged on the shrine, as if they were wine jars, and when he opened the seal, he was filled with jade paste and elixir, which was Wushuang's favorite, so he began to feast on it.

In the center of Xuanguang, Qingli's skin surged, and her muscles burst out, and she felt a powerful force enter her body, as if she was about to burst herself, this feeling was extremely uncomfortable, as if she was about to be torn apart.

"Don't be afraid, kid, you can get through it, and you'll be fine after a while. "The king has been sending Xuan Li to her, and transferred all the cultivation of his life to her, anyway, he is about to disappear, and it is useless to keep this body of cultivation, it is better to be a favor and give it to her with the Biluo Immortal Sword.

At the moment when Xuanguang disappeared, the pain in Qingli's body was so extreme that she opened her mouth and roared, shouting out. Eventually, Qingli collapsed to the ground as if she had collapsed, and the king gradually turned into a transparent phantom, saying goodbye to her.

The phantom disappeared little by little, Qingli wanted to reach out to touch it, but she couldn't reach it, she shouted loudly to her seniors, but in the end she couldn't stop the dissipation of the king's spirit.

Life, but it has only been hundreds of years, what a scenery the predecessors were when they were alive, and in the end, they have not turned into dust in the world, where they came from, and where they returned. Thinking of this, Qingli can't help but feel sad, what is the avenue that everyone is striving for, is it really so good to be a god, why are all people flocking to it?

She felt unprecedented weakness, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them, because she had just received too much power, and Qingli had no foundation, so she couldn't bear her love, and she fell asleep.

On the side of the altar, Wushuang was full of food and drink, and suddenly saw the master fall to the ground, and hurried over to call her, but it was useless, the master slept too dead.

I don't know how long it took, Qingli woke up in a trance, and saw Wushuang silently waiting by his side, its fiery red eyes like rubies, jumping with smart light, flashing and flashing, cute and cute.

"Master, you're awake, it's great!" Seeing that Qingli was unharmed, the happiest thing was that there was no frost, it hurriedly stood up and wanted to move, but found that its body was heavier than a thousand catties, and it took a lot of strength to move every step.

Damn, I seem to have eaten too much, this is a support, frost-free embarrassment, Qingli looked at it in his eyes and laughed secretly.

"Look, I'm going to tell you that it's time to lose weight, but you don't listen! Sooner or later, you'll be so fat that you can't even walk. Qingli quipped, dragged his tired body, stood up, walked to the edge of the altar and washed his face with water, feeling much more relaxed.

"Nonsense, it's impossible! Master, you don't look at who I am, I'm a spirit beast clan that shook the past and the present, no matter how much I eat, I won't be fine." Wushuang twisted his head, looking arrogant, I just can eat, what's the matter, who did I provoke?!, please enter the text