Immortal, a word that fills people with countless fantasies. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the earthly world, the immortal represents the ability to fly to the sky, turn over the river and the sea, and turn the clouds and rain, in fact, it is also the monk who flies to the sky and the earth.

When she was a child, Gong Yuyao also thought so, but as she grew up and had more contact with Grandpa Mo, she denied this statement.

It is said that in the world of monks, in addition to representing supreme magic and ability, it also represents something that people can dream of.

That is immortality.

In this world, let you be peerless, unparalleled in the world, but also can not withstand the erosion of the years, after a period of time, after a period of time, the dust will return to the dust, and the white ossification of loess.

Are people born to die?

Since ancient times, countless strong people at the top of humanity have been full of incomprehension and unwillingness.

They are not willing to sleep with the loess.

As a result, there are countless immortal immortals that monks fantasize.

It is said that beyond the nine heavens, there is another world. People in this world live forever with the sun and the moon, and have an endless lifespan.

Whether the legend is true or not, whether there are immortal immortals in this world, no one in the mortal world knows. Perhaps only those sects and holy places that have existed for countless years, after years of accumulation, know some truths.

"Flying Immortal Sword?"

Gong Yuyao muttered, and her beautiful eyes were shining.

On the raised platform on the ground, the ancient sword emitted a faint blue glow, and there were many white ice chips of different sizes on the sword's body.

You don't have to look at it, it's definitely an extraordinary sword.

Gong Yuyao's heart suddenly beat faster, and she couldn't help but walk forward, wanting to pull out this flying immortal sword from the high platform.

But at this moment, Zhao Bodhi stopped her.

"Ah......h

Zhao Bodhi wrote: "Miss, put this on, and be calm no matter what you encounter later." ”

Zhao Bodhi took off the jade pendant hanging around his neck and handed it to Gong Yuyao, which was the jade pendant engraved with the words "Zhao Bodhi" left in his swaddling clothes when he was discarded by his family when he was a child.

He wore jade around his neck all the time.

Gong Yuyao didn't speak, she looked at Xiao Bodhi suspiciously, didn't she just go to pull out a sword, I don't understand why this guy suddenly gave himself a family heirloom jade pendant that is more precious than life.

"You just put it on. Zhao Bodhi wrote with a smile, but this smile was a bit stiff and unnatural.

"Okay!"

Although he didn't know why Xiao Bodhi did this, Gong Yuyao still didn't resist and took the jade pendant.

No matter what, Little Bodhi will not harm her.

The jade pendant is turquoise, and there is still the residual temperature of Zhao Bodhi's body on it, as for the color of the jade pendant, Miss Gong obviously doesn't know.

I saw that she carefully put the jade pendant into her arms, and after making sure that it would not fall out, she looked up at Zhao Bodhi and said, "It's okay now, right?"

Zhao Bodhi smiled and nodded, signaling that it was okay.

Gong Yuyao took a deep breath, moved lightly in the lotus step, and slowly walked towards the Flying Immortal Ancient Sword.

Looking at Gong Yuyao's back as she walked away, the smile on Zhao Bodhi's face instantly turned into a gloomy cloud, and her narrow Danfeng eyes were full of worry.

His thin peachy lips moved slightly, trying to stop him, but hesitated, but finally did not make a sound.

What the flying immortal sword inserted diagonally on the high platform represented, Zhao Bodhi knew very well in his heart.

This Flying Immortal Sword is obviously a sword of inheritance, and the sword has the inheritance left over from its predecessor or ancient times.

For Gong Yuyao, who is eager to surpass Yan Yunxiao, the Flying Immortal Sword in front of him is undoubtedly a great opportunity.

But inheritance is not so easy to obtain.

In general, inheritance is often accompanied by trials set by those who leave behind it.

Different inheritances have different tests, some test people's will, some test people's heart, and some test people's spiritual strength .......

What worries Zhao Bodhi is that some inheritance tests, as long as they don't pass, there will only be death.

Although I have not heard of the name of the Flying Immortal Sword, the word "Flying Immortal" on the sword body that makes people full of infinite reverie is enough to prove that the Flying Immortal Sword is extraordinary.

Dare to be in the name of immortals, how can it be a sword that does not enter the stream?

And this also means that the test in the inheritance of the Flying Immortal Sword will be extremely difficult.

Zhao Bodhi thought about stopping Gong Yuyao, but he knew the eldest lady's heart.

said that if she wants to surpass Yan Yunxiao, either don't give her a chance, or even if there is only a chance, she will fight for it even if she dies.

Instead of letting the eldest lady know the truth and then feeling worried, it is better to let her know nothing and keep her passion to fight for it.

"Miss, everything is up to you. ”

Zhao Bodhi sighed in his heart, his white and slender palms clenched together, and he was very sad and indignant at his powerlessness.

It's a pity that the inheritance can only be given to those who have passed the test, and others can't replace it, otherwise he really hopes that Gong Yuyao will complete the test.

Gong Yuyao came to the Flying Immortal Sword, stretched out her hand and gently held it on the hilt of the Flying Immortal Sword, and the chill on the sword made her subconsciously retract her hand the moment she touched the sword.

This Flying Immortal Sword was as cold as a thorn to the touch.

Gong Yuyao's beautiful eyes showed a curious look, and she seriously looked at the ancient sword in front of her.

The Flying Immortal Sword is about two fingers wide, and a small section of the sword body is inserted into the high platform, and the whole sword is not known how long, and the whole body is a faint dark blue, and I don't know what material it is forged.

An inch below the sword eyebrows, two vigorous and powerful ancient seals were engraved one by one.

At this moment, the sword body exuded a faint ghostly light, like ten thousand years of ice, and the cold was pressing.

"What a Flying Immortal Sword!"

Gong Yuyao's eyes narrowed slightly, smiled happily, and without hesitation, she held the Flying Immortal Sword again.

As before, the moment he touched the sword, it was as cold as a thorn, and his hand seemed to be held on the tips of countless needles. This time, Gong Yuyao did not retract her white slender hand, but held the hilt of the sword tightly.

She tried hard to pull out the Flying Immortal Sword, but the sword didn't move.

Feeling the pain in her hands getting stronger and stronger, Gong Yuyao held the sword in both hands, gritted her teeth and wanted to pull the sword out with all her might.

And at this moment, a drop of bright red blood flowed out of the hand holding the surface of the sword hilt, from the sword hilt to the sword eyebrows, and finally slowly flowed into the word Feixian. In the next moment, the word Feixian was very bright red, constantly emitting red light.

Click!

There was a "click" sound on the ground, and the Flying Immortal Sword was slowly pulled out, and then countless sword shadows burst out from the Flying Immortal Sword, flooding the entire hall.

Along with the sword shadows, there were also the phantoms of countless ancient beasts.

Suddenly, the glow in the hall was brilliant, and the phoenix soared and the dragon leaped and leaped, like the nine-day fairyland, a piece of auspiciousness.

After an auspicious scene, a whirlpool centered on the Flying Immortal Sword expanded rapidly, sweeping the surrounding heaven and earth aura, and the phantoms of those ancient divine beasts continued to revolve around the whirlpool.

At this moment, a woman's phantom shadow flew out of the Flying Immortal Sword, her white clothes fluttering, her long hair fluttering, soaring in the center of the whirlpool, wanting to capture the bright moon of the nine heavens.

The Flying Immortal Sword, which has been sealed for nearly a thousand years, returns to the red dust.