"Extinguish this child's life lamp, and forcibly twist the number of lives, even if others spy on the heavens, they can't find out where his life is. ”

Fang Qingyang nodded and said, "So far, this is the only way to do it." ”

"The number of Dayan has changed, we have hidden that child for fifteen years, and it is time for him to go down the mountain and turn the wheel of fate of the creatures of this world. The Tsing Yi Dao man stood with his hands in his hands.

"Senior Brother has calculated that there will be a catastrophe coming to heaven and earth, why don't you try to dodge?" Fang Qingyang asked.

The Qingyi Taoist sighed and said, "How can you and I change the number of Dayan? Although this catastrophe is unavoidable, it has given birth to a variable. ”

"Xu Daoyun?" Fang Qingyang immediately thought of this name.

"Exactly. The Qingyi Taoist nodded: "He is the only omission of the number of Great Yan, and the only variable that may change this human catastrophe." ”

"Senior brother can't figure it out?"

The Qingyi Taoist shook his head: "No one can deduce the future, don't force it, let it be." ”

"Senior brother is really relieved, so it doesn't matter, since senior brother has said so, do I have a better way?"

Fang Qingyang scratched his black hair, which was tied up at random with a wooden hairpin, turned into a white light and rushed out of the Shixuan Cave Temple, broke through the clouds and mist, and swept towards the farthest mountain in the east.

The white light fell in the Fufeng Courtyard, revealing Fang Qingyang's figure.

"Let's go, Tu'er, I'll take you to Canglang Terrace. ”

After speaking, Fang Qingyang took Xu Daoyun into a white light and rushed into the sky, sweeping south.

Fang Qingyang left the Shixuan Cave Temple, and another person came on his back foot.

She has black hair and white clothes, peerless, and cold as an iceberg.

The Qingyi Daoist stood with his hands in his hands, his back to her, and said unexpectedly: "Senior sister, I remember that the last time you stepped out of the Jingsi Sword Hall, it was when I brought this child to the Cangchao Yuntai. ”

The woman's expression remained unchanged, and her tone was indifferent: "Quiet and thoughtful." ”

"But for the sake of the great number?" the Qingyi Taoist seemed to be able to perceive people's hearts, and nothing could escape his eyes.

The woman stared, looked over the Taoist in the green shirt, landed on the Taoist stele in front of him, and said: "Forcibly extinguish the life lamp, he will inevitably be cut off from my Cangchao Yuntai, if there is no plan and no master, the senior brother can't figure out where he is, how to save him from trouble? Isn't this omission beyond the number of great Yan disappearing? There will be no turning point for the future catastrophe in the world." ”

The Taoist in green shirts stared at the stone stele, was silent for a long time, sighed, stroked his beard and said, "Everything goes with the road." ”

The woman was silent and turned to leave.

Canglang Terrace.

A white light fell from the sky, Fang Qingyang let go of Xu Daoyun, raised his hand and said with a smile: "Disciple, this is Canglang Terrace, the smoke and waves are vast, and there is no end in sight." ”

Xu Daoyun's heart was shocked, and the place where the two of them stood was a huge stone platform, about thirty zhang in circumference.

Beyond the stone platform is the boundless sea, the water and the sky are the same, and the sea water flies.

The surging waves made a loud thunderous sound, which shook people's hearts.

Xu Daoyun swallowed his spit and asked, "Master, why do you have to come here to practice swords?"

"You kid is really in the blessing and don't know the blessing, I don't know how many people in this world dream of coming to Canglangtai to practice for a moment or three, since ancient times, the blessed land of the cave is a piece of fat mutton that you fight for me, just because the monk cultivates in it to get twice the result with half the effort, you can perceive the mysteries of heaven and earth, there is creation, and it is not surprising to comprehend one or two powerful magical powers. You have seven days, and how much you can feel in this Canglang Platform depends on your own understanding and chance. ”

"Yes. Xu Daoyun nodded.

"You have not yet stepped into the path of true cultivation, and you are still just a mortal body in the flesh, even if you have not slept for the past seven days, and your mind will be tired in the future, your practice will be in vain. Master will send you a piece of true qi, but you will still be in good spirits within seven days, you should hurry up and practice, and the teacher can only help you get here. ”

Fang Qingyang flicked his fingers, and shot out a true qi and rushed into Xu Daoyun's Baihui acupoint. Then he leaped forward, turned into white light and rushed against the surface of the sea, and then soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

True Qi rushed into his body and circulated all over his body, Xu Daoyun felt that the fatigue and sleepiness that had been sleepless for several hours were swept away, and the whole person was in good spirits, full of energy, and full of energy.

Xu Daoyun stretched his waist and was about to start dancing the wooden sword, when he suddenly heard the sound of the wind behind him, thinking that Fang Qingyang was going and returning.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a woman standing three feet away, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

"Disciple Xu Daoyun has seen his predecessors. ”

Although Xu Daoyun didn't know who she was, she must be a great person who could come here, and he didn't dare to offend.

The woman spoke, and her voice was cold: "In the future, you will definitely go through many tribulations when you go down the mountain, and the omission of the number of Dayan is very important, and there is no room for mistakes, so I will teach you swordsmanship in these seven days." ”

Xu Daoyun was confused and asked, "Uh...... What should the disciple call his senior?"

"Just call me uncle. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi. ”

......

On the seventh day, three quarters of the unitary hour, the sun sets on the west mountain.

Xu Daoyun followed Fang Qingyang to the forbidden place of Cangchao Yuntai - Folding Jianfeng.

Xu Daoyun strolled through the sword forest and asked, "Master, why is this place called Folding Jianfeng?"

Fang Qingyang Nunu mouthed, "Broken swords all over the ground, what is it called if it is not called a broken sword blade?"

Xu Daoyun looked at the endless sword forest on the peak, and then asked, "Master, how should that apprentice choose a sword?"

"It's not you who chooses the sword, it's the sword that chooses you. Fang Qingyang corrected.

"The sword chooses me?" Xu Daoyun was full of doubts, and at the same time, he was extremely curious about how the sword chose people.

Fang Qingyang nodded, "Yes, you sit down with your eyes closed now, and use the method of sensing heaven and earth to communicate with the sword forest, if any sword responds to you, it means that you have been chosen by it." ”

"Yes. Xu Daoyun sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, immersed in his thoughts, and communicated with heaven and earth.

Pushing away the black mist, the sword forest was close in front of him, and a sword with a handle or new or old, broken or intact was all in the eyes, but it was dim and there was no trace of aura.

Fang Qingyang reminded on the side: "Those dark swords didn't choose you, and the divine thoughts continued to expand until they found a sword that could connect with your divine soul." ”

Xu Dao gathered the central god, spread the divine thoughts, and suddenly saw a little light in the darkness.

The light is getting brighter and bigger.

Then Xu Daoyun felt that someone was patting on the shoulder, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a wooden box lying on the ground a foot in front of him.

The wooden box is four feet long and five inches wide, simple and mottled, and unremarkable.

Xu Daoyun held the wooden box in his arms, his hands were heavy, he looked up in confusion, and asked, "Master, is this also a sword?"

"It's rare and weird, it's called a sword box, and the sword is inside the box. Fang Qingyang explained while drinking.

"But why don't you have a scabbard, but put it in a sword case?"

"You kid knows a fart, the sword box is also called the sword box, the sword cultivator will be damaged when he uses the sword, and the stronger the confrontation, the greater the loss. The function of the sword box is to repair the wear and tear and warm the aura of the sword. ”