In the high place where you can pick the stars, although it is a winter night, climbing to the top of the clouds is like dawn because of the shining of the stars. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The door of the Ascension Hall was opened, and the room was filled with starlight.

If the virtual real person still maintains the posture when Shen stepped out of the door.

He hung his head and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he were sleeping.

And at this moment, he opened his eyes and looked up at the northeast. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to see the scene on the snow peak of Qianyunding hundreds of miles away through the magnificent rest of the Ascending Cloud Palace.

Xuanyin Peak, the main peak of Qidou Mountain, Heng Yi Zhenren was sitting in front of the case, and the four-foot-long case was full of thin and thick case files.

There is a palm-sized lamp on the left side of the case, and there is no oil or candle in it, but there is a bean lamp, which lights up the three feet in front of the case.

Heng Yizhen looked at the scrolls on the case, couldn't help frowning, and complained in his mouth: "Why are there so many? It's just that I went to see a martial arts test, where are there so many things waiting for me to do? ”

Stretched out his hand and flipped the pages in front of him, read two pages, suddenly stopped, stroked his beard and sighed: "This generation of sect masters, it's not easy to do, it's not easy to do!" Xuantianmen, alas, things are getting more and more chaotic! ”

sighed once, and continued to bury his head in the papers.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head, put the scroll in his hand on the desk, looked in a frightened direction, and looked in the southeast direction.

"Oh, what's new here?"

Although the tone was questioning, Heng Yizhen's gaze, which had always been so peaceful that it seemed a little confused, became sharp in an instant, as if he could penetrate the overlapping and undulating mountains, the barriers of layers of mist, and see thousands of miles away.

Xici Peak.

Zhu Xici's place of residence is extremely elegant, she is meditating under the starry sky, and the moon-white figure is a little fluttering under the hazy starlight, as if she is not in the world.

Her face was dignified, and her expression was calm and condensed, like a jade statue. The night breeze blows the ribbons that bind the hair, fluttering gently, adding a little vitality

Zhu Xici slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze was projected leisurely.

The shining eyes are not weaker than the light of the stars.

There was a sky-high light in her eyes, thin from the distance, like a vertical lightning bolt.

Zhu Xici's beautiful and heroic eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes showed a little confusion, and then a hint of abruptness flashed. She looked at it for a moment, then slowly closed her eyes.

This elegant courtyard was once again silent in the night.

The largest martial arts training ground in Yinge Peak is the first Bige Cover.

Since stepping into the cultivation path, Bi Ge has been practicing continuously, even if he was promoted to the first seat of Yin Ge Peak, he has not stopped.

In particular, he is now in the middle stage of the Martial King, and is about to be promoted to a high-level Martial King, and he is still young. If he works properly, he may become the first martial artist in Xuantianmen for tens of thousands of years.

Bi Ge's face was flushed, and there was a slight layer of sweat on his face. At this time, Bi Ge, who was standing facing north, suddenly turned around and also looked in the southeast direction.

His gaze was sharp, like a cold sword out of its sheath, and like a lightning bolt through a black cloud, instantly penetrating the distant space, and seemed to have reached the place he wanted to explore.

Bi Ge looked at it for a while, his eyes flashed, and he was slightly surprised, but it was fleeting, and it was immediately replaced by a touch.

He smiled and said in a deep voice: "The old man is really old and strong! ”

Shenmu Peak.

Xie Mian leaned obliquely on the couch by the window, and there was a pot of cups on the table in front of him. He didn't use the glass, he just picked up the flask, tilted his head and poured wine into his mouth.

"Old rascal, the worst thing is to do the worst thing!"

Suddenly, he jerked his head and looked out the window to the south.

The spout that was still pouring the wine down did not stop, and the wine that flowed down the river spilled on his neck and on the placket of his clothes.

Xie Mian didn't care about it, stared at the southeast direction in a daze for a long time, and then threw the wine jug that had been poured out in his hand, and said hatefully: "This old immortal!" ”

Biwu Mountain, holding cloud peak.

Chen Jianwei was still angry about Chu Ke's matter.

The real person of Yushan took Chu Ke and left, but Bi Ge couldn't beat him. He couldn't find anyone to say that he was venting about this, and he couldn't get out of this breath, Chen Jianwei was so depressed that he couldn't stop pacing in the Ten Thousand Swords Square on the top of the Cloud Peak.

It was not accurate to say that he was pacing, and he strode from one end of the square to the other, and back from that end to this end.

When the disciple who was quietly hiding in the shadows saw it, he privately transmitted his voice in a secret voice, and asked in a whisper: "Master, what's the matter, who has made him angry?" ”

The disciple of the organic spirit thought for a moment and replied, "Master Venerable has just returned from Ling Chu Mountain, and the martial arts test over there is over, so it must not have gone well?" As for who has the ability to provoke the anger of the master, isn't the answer obvious? ”

Everyone secretly exchanged a clear look.

Who else could there be? Up and down the Xuantian Gate, Chen Jianwei, the deacon hall master of the Golden Wheel Hall, the first one holding Yunfeng Peak, was the only one who could make his old enemy Bi Ge overthrown!

The crowd who was originally going to the square to perform martial arts tiptoed back.

Chen Jianwei, who was walking violently, suddenly paused at his feet, stopped his feet, and suddenly raised his head to look at a dazzling pillar of light in the night sky.

"Southwest?"

Chen Jianwei's brows furrowed tightly, and it became a dead word "Sichuan".

He said to himself, "Ling Chushan? What's going on again? ”

Biwu Mountain's first venerable Yan Zhenren, Panyun Mountain's first venerable Hongyi real person, and more elders and leaders, at this moment, all looked at the same place.

Everyone sensed the movement under the top of a thousand clouds.

On this night, some people sighed, some sighed, and some were angry.

Only the initiator of all this is as calm as ever.

Night had fallen, and the air was thin above the top of the snowy peaks, and the stars above me were shining brighter and brighter.

The starlight in the sky is reflected in the blue water, and the dark night and the lake are so similar that the straight people can't tell which is the sky and which is the water.

The real person of the mountain sat on the dry grass, so quiet that it was unspeakable.

He was staring at a pillar of light rising into the sky in the lake two feet away.

It's not blazing, but it's skyrocketing.

The real person of Yushan turned his head to look at this pillar of light, and did not make a sound for a long time. It wasn't until this pillar of light gradually dissipated that he said, "Tsk, magnificent!" It's a butcher's knife! ”

The area of the lake boiling and tumbling became smaller and smaller, and the bubbling bubbles gradually narrowed until they disappeared.

The sky is like a dome, the stars are full, and there is silence all around, and the real people of the mountain shouted at the lake: "Hey! Stinky boy, you're not dead yet, are you? Quickly take out your knife and give it to the mountain man, and I will grill the fish to eat! ”

Yang Jun was still suspended in the water, the burning sensation in his bones had gradually subsided, the spirit of the cold spirit had gradually calmed down, and his body was stretching more and more.

But there seems to be something beating in the heart, and what is about to move in the chest?

Yang Jun frowned underwater.

Under the water, ten thousand butcher knives were like beasts that had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly awakened from their sleep.

Trembling, shaking off the rust on the body, the imprint of these heavy moments.

The blade of the cold light suddenly lit up with a terrifying electric light.

The light spread from the blade to the blade, and the black Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was like a piece of paper burning from the edge, gradually engulfed by the flames.

The entire black blade had a faint hint of red, as if it had been pulled out of the flames of the furnace.

Yang Jun felt a burning heat under him.

Not from the bones in the body, but from the underbody.

Underneath?

Hanging in the lake, surrounded by cold glacial meltwater, how can you feel scorching? Qianyunding is not an active volcano!

Surprise flickered, and something seemed to be coming towards him.

Yang Jun closed his eyes and felt a chill in the back of his head!

Airplanes!

The light on the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife finally converged from the blade to the hilt.

The bone handle has been held by Yang Jun smooth and shiny, like a piece of fine jade.

At this moment, the handle of the knife burst out with a brilliant green light, rushing straight up, piercing the back of Yang Jun's head suspended on it!

Something seemed to explode in his mind, and many chaotic pictures appeared in front of Yang Jun's eyes for a while.

The swords and axes are staggered, the picture is mottled and messy, and those swords and lights seem familiar and unfamiliar.

Yang Jun faintly felt something.

He hadn't read these sword techniques in Haiyun Tower, but at this moment, they appeared in front of his eyes, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Strange and weird?

Probably this is a memory that belongs to the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife?

Yang Jun calmly closed his eyes and carefully distinguished the knife moves in the picture in front of him. Chopping, chopping, slashing, all kinds of changes, all with an indomitable momentum.

Cold, cold, and murderous.

Yang Jun felt that the reason why these knife moves made him feel familiar may be because of a certain aura that made him feel familiar.

He suddenly understood a little bit about how the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife broke through two gates in one fell swoop and rushed out of the arsenal in the Ling Chu Mountain Arsenal that day.

As the real people of Gangshan said, this 10,000 butcher knife is really a knife with feelings.

It's just that this feeling, uh, is a little irritable and easily irritable.

Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, who had been sleeping for a long time, met someone who could lift him up again.

The cold spirit spirit in the spirit lake, and the fluctuations caused by Yang Jun rushing away the spirit aperture, also unlocked its dusty memory.

Although it is only a fragment, it makes it feel extremely happy.

So, a green light rose into the sky.

The light penetrated through the back of Yang Jun's head, and part of the picture in the memory of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was reflected in front of Yang Jun's eyes, but the light did not stay, and went straight to the sky.

Yang Jun ignored the show-off of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife to the world, and quietly studied those subtle and cold knife moves until the picture in front of him gradually blurred and disappeared.

The cold spirit essence around his body had not diminished, and he still accumulated several feet of millilight.

But because of the opening of the spiritual aperture, his body was like an empty and vast sea, and he couldn't pay attention to it, and he didn't need to worry about these spiritual qi entering and having nowhere to consume it.

The tempering of the bones is also nearing the end, the pain gradually subsides, and the body is back under its control.

Yang Jun opened his eyes and saw countless shining stars in the deep night sky through the layers of light in front of him.

After that, I heard the shouting of the real people of the mountain: "Quickly take out your knife and give it to the mountain man and I will grill the fish to eat!" ”

Damn, I don't want to get up all of a sudden! (To be continued.) )