Unexpectedly absent from the battle of Leifeng, Jing Canglang always felt a little sorry in his heart. But because of the existence of Emperor Rulai, Kunchen never imagined that the unconfused Dufan would die in the hands of the Heavenly Dome.

Back then, five people sealed and destroyed the gods, but only one person is left alive today. At this moment, when he heard the news of the death of his comrade-in-arms, although Jing Canglang was angry, he still suppressed his hatred and confirmed: "Mr. is here just to inform me of this?" ”

"No, it was Emperor Ru who asked me to come here to tell me that Lord Ling doesn't have to be obsessed with his whereabouts. At the right time, he will naturally fulfill his responsibilities. ”

"Huh?"

Ben was still worried about Emperor Rulai's disappearance, Jing Canglang wanted to ask when he heard the words, but when he saw that the other party was silent, he didn't seem to want to mention more.

Standing quietly for a while, Yan Bian Zhou took up his duties, raised his hand to tighten his clothes, picked up his sleeves and looked at the endless ice in the distance, and said with emotion: "Ice and snow, not stained with vulgar dust, standing in it, it is indeed refreshing and relieved." ”

"It's a pity that the Tianhe, which has been frozen for decades, will also crack one day."

"Lord Ling has decided to re-enter the Red Dust?"

"Destroying the gods is evil, and the dragon is making wars. The allies were killed, the emperor could not come forward, and the enemy had provoked the door. Regardless of whether it is love or hatred, Jing Canglang's visit to the WTO is unavoidable. ”

The sound fell for a moment, but the sword roared into the sky. The wind blew and the cold rain fell. Jing Canglang drew his sword out of the sheath, and the Tianhe, which was like a mirror, cracked in response, and the broken place flew with bursts of ice crystals, and suddenly saw the angry waves in the sky, bursting into the waterfall all over the sky.

"Your Excellency Lao is here to tell you. I just hope to meet again in the future, you and I are friends and not enemies. ”

In order to ensure that the two friends are not disturbed, it is reasonable for Kunchen to send off guests through the ages. And if the person who comes can really make friends, he will not be dissatisfied with a sentence that sits upright. The calm voice implies the meaning of sending off the guests, Jing Canglang is not rude, just because he insists on being affectionate.

"Ha, I'm not hardy. It's freezing here, and I didn't want to stay long, please. ”

Seeing this, Yan Bianzhou seemed to have known Jing Canglang's temperament, so he simply resigned and turned around, and stepped out of a hundred zhang away, and disappeared at the edge of the Tianhe region in a moment, hiding in the vast world.

On the way back from Tianhe, Yan Bianzhou, who looked leisurely, moved forward as fast as a god, and came to the outside of Tiangong August Spring in one day, and met the expected young cultivator halfway.

"The madness of big dreams has its own basis, and the floating bubbles are drunk with green lights. Thousands of cups of rivers and rivers and moons, and a sword monk wanders in the sea of wine. ”

The young man with the sword on his back half leaned on the mountain stone, held the gourd upside down with one hand, drew a crystal wine line in the air, and fell into his mouth: "Hiccup, this brother, can I ask you about someone?" ”

"Now, I can't tell you the whereabouts of Emperor Rulai, I can't get drunk."

The wine gourd in his hand stopped in mid-air, and the sloppy young man who was drunk like a dream suddenly stared at him with a lazy gaze, and said with a smile: "Ming people didn't say dark words before, since you know my intentions, why bother making trouble?" ”

"The Heavenly Monarch has released information for you to take the lead in testing me. But you never thought that if I had the whereabouts of Emperor Rulai, how could I not help save people that day? ”

"Oh......"

Yuan drunk Mo Qiu frowned and said, "You really don't know? ”

"Does it matter, what's the point of seeing Emperor Rulai when you can't firm up your own path and you doubt the root nature of Emperor Rulai?"

The foot kept walking into the valley, and Yan Bianzhou responded while flexibly turning his gaze, trying to find the whereabouts of the water string. But in the same place, except for a pile of debris, there is no water vapor steaming, and there is no key thing in the mess.

"It's a pity that a good scene is ruined."

"Are you looking for it?"

"Huh?"

A water string in his hand, drunk and inquiring. Yan Bianzhou's eyes rolled slightly, and he said straight to the point: "Say, how can you give this thing to me." ”

"Well, I'm hard to be confused, of course you'll have to explain the purpose first."

"Yes. But before then, how did you get it? ”

"Su Xianqing came here to forcibly seize it, and my foundation is not enough, so I can only steal one of them."

"That's enough."

Yan Bianzhou's heart settled for a moment, and said: "This thing can destroy the illusion of divine power." Su Xianqing took the lead, but he still missed a step in the end. ”

"Sure enough...... But who should use it to deliver the fatal blow? ”

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Gather in the hardship situation and gain a firm foothold; Tiandu occupies Xiwulin; The Heavenly Dome was raging fiercely, and when the hardship was surging, the Sealed Sword Tower was still calm.

Sigh was never a good teacher, but more of an experimental laissez-faire.

In his eyes, Chenshu's foundation cultivation is still shallow, and he has been trained in the Sealed Sword Tower, and he is inevitably affected by various sword intents. What's more, the enemies he came into contact with were all swordsmen, and the experience that Chen Shu summed up would naturally be mixed with the shadows of many swords. Once he fails too many times, he may not be unwavering. At that time, as long as you make a slight deviation, it will come naturally.

And even if it doesn't work...... Wouldn't it be interesting to train a top-notch swordsman who can prove his sword in the future?

However, compared to Chenshu's step by step forward, Huaisheng Nianxi's absorption of the essence of the Yi Sect was far beyond the prediction of the Sword Master.

From rough and simple to delicate and complex, an experimental stone house was completed and improved in the hands of Shenxiu, and although it could not preserve too many warrior thoughts, it was enough to retain its own imprint.

"This is really interesting, the prototype of the Sealing Stick Tower has finally been built."

Dusting off his hands, Huai Sheng Nianxi looked at the low stone house with satisfaction: "In the future, there will be a few more such houses in the martial arts arena next to the house, and those who come to challenge will be able to pass the past to save time." ”

"To erect a complete sword sealing tower, you don't just need to pay attention to the form. How to keep it conscious, think, and how to keep all kinds of sword intents from interfering with each other, you are still far behind. ”

Waving his hand to dismantle the small stone house, as if he saw the immature semi-finished products, he felt very obstructive, sighed and looked at Shenxiu, and said word by word: "But what you have learned in the past few days proves that you are different from ordinary mediocre people, and you do have the qualifications to inherit the essence of Yijiao." ”

"Essence...... Can you tell us a little bit more? Huai Sheng Nianxi asked curiously.

"The Yijiao scriptures are all-encompassing, sealing, defeating the enemy, magic arrays, and mechanisms are all refined."

"Oh~"

For the narcissistic and boastful personality of the second sigh, the little girl has long been accustomed to contact for a few days, nodding and deliberately prolonging the tone, but it is clear that she does not believe it.

Xi Xiqi was not annoyed, and chuckled: "Can't believe it? However, facts always speak louder than words. Even the monster organization, which is far superior to the Holy Legend of the Last Days, has been sealed by my Yi Sect, and it has not been prominent so far. ”

"Uh, if it's an organization that doesn't have the power of the Holy Legend of the Last Days, and still needs to be sealed, it will seem that the Yi Sect is even more unworthy of its name, right?"

Seeing that Xi Xiqi rarely said it seriously, Huai Sheng Nianxi also believed three points, and then he was puzzled again: "But Yijiao is so powerful, why have I never heard of it in the suffering realm?" ”

"Oh, because some people don't want their dirty side to be exposed to the sun."

The simple cherishing of talents and contradictory calculations sway back and forth in my heart. However, the sword lord is by no means above board, but more decisive and arbitrary, and the decision has been made in an instant.

But the time has not yet come, sighing Xiqi is not willing to expose too much for the time being, anyway, the identity of the parents of the silver-haired girl is destined to have nothing to do with the three religions. If it causes infighting among Confucianism, there will naturally be a good show to watch at that time......

Saving unnecessary words, sighing in front of the girl, he did not hide his contempt for the scum of the three religions, and suddenly changed his words: "After completing the stage goal, you should also be leisurely, how about going to watch a competition with me?" ”

"I'm sorry, I like to fight myself, but I don't like to watch others fight."

At present, there is a strong interest in Yijiao, and Huaisheng Nianxi is willing to waste time. Xi Xiqi was not in a hurry or impatient, and asked again: "Isn't it that you are not interested in the duel between the Ghost Blade and the Heavenly Sword and the Heavenly Sword?" ”

"Hmm...... Devil's Blade Scar is defeated! ”