"Boom~" can be stepped onto the bluestone sword path, Canghuang felt a loud bang in his heart, his heart swayed, and the sword was about to break his chest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He looked at the bluestone sword path and said: "I haven't seen my closest relatives in the world, I haven't felt the warmth of family affection, I haven't accepted the baptism of heaven and earth, you want me to give in, how can I be willing?" ”

Fate is like an executioner with a big knife, trying to make him kneel down, cut off his head with a single sword, spill his blood, and end his ridiculous life.

Canghuang turned his head and said to the man and woman: "The so-called sword intent is nothing more than scaring oneself, it is just an ethereal thought, and it is nothing more than the self-righteousness of the immortals. ”

Eighteen mantras were born in Canghuang's heart, Canghuang tightened his mind, his heart was like a rock, unwavering, so he stepped on the second stage.

"Boom~" How could his feet fall on the bluestone sword, but there was a loud bang on the bluestone sword, the sword intent is the spear, and the heart of the canghuang is the shield, the two hit each other, the heart of the canghuang is as hard as a golden stone, and the sword intent is cold, but he can't cut his mind.

There was a little seriousness on Canghuang's cold face, he stepped on the bluestone sword path again, and every time he took a step, a sword intent would be broken, and a loud bang would be heard on the bluestone steps, resounding through the spring mountain.

The woman in black was full of incredulity, he looked at the back of the canghuang, and gradually moved away, for them, this bluestone sword path that was difficult to ascend to the sky was like nothing in the eyes of the canghuang, and he climbed the stairs in just a few words, and he was not affected by the sword intent of the heart at all, but it was the sound of this breaking path that grabbed people's hearts.

The sound of the phoenix breaking the road came into the spring mountain, like thunder, and some people in the spring mountain crossed their knees under the huge furnace and cried: "What is this sound? It was the sound of the flute before, and now it is thunder, which still makes people don't make alchemy? ”

"It's someone who broke the bluestone sword way, and I haven't heard this voice for a long time." A Dan Master opened his cloudy eyes, waved his robe, and muttered.

"Huh? Is this the sound of breaking the road? It is said that the last time the bluestone sword path was broken by the senior brothers of the Heavenly Gate, it has been thirteen years, and now the sword path of the bluestone Venerable is broken, I don't know what kind of ruthless person this is. ”

In the gate of heaven, a man walked quickly into a fire cave, he was carrying a red gold dragon snake sword, the sword intent in his eyes was transmitted throughout, extremely powerful, the cave was extremely deep, the deeper he went, the more red light prevailed, the terrifying temperature was not much better than that in the Dan furnace, the roar in the cave shook the sky, the man seemed to be unable to bear the terrifying temperature anymore, so he leaned over and said in a deep voice to the cave: "Master, someone is breaking the bluestone sword." ”

"Roar~" In the depths of the cave, a terrifying howl sounded, and then a man with red eyebrows and eyes slowly condensed, his god-like body was like a divine gate, this person was Qin Kun, the master of the Heavenly Gate.

……

The sound of breaking the path seemed to be endless, and the sound did not disperse, and then it started again.

"Senior sister, have you counted? How many steps are there? Ling Fei stood outside the palace, looking at the bottom of the mountain and asking questions.

Shang Qiu's expression was a little sluggish, and he came back to his senses after half a salary, and slowly shook his head and said, "I have no intention of counting, but at least above three hundred steps." ”

"Now it's the three hundred and seventy-sixth order, it is said that Senior Brother Zhuzi only understood the sword intent of the Qingshi Venerable when he was at the two hundred and fifty-fifth order, and he broke through the path, he has already far surpassed the Senior Brother Zhuzi back then." Ling Fei couldn't believe it.

However, the sound of breaking the path continued, and every sound involved everyone's hearts, from the initial anticipation to the final numbness.

"Boom~" With the last loud sound, the Spring Mountain finally returned to quiet, "Four hundred and ninety-eight sounds, the bluestone sword path is only four hundred and ninety-nine steps, and he is one step short of complete." Ling Fei stood on top of the Thousand Feet Green Peak and muttered softly.

"Is this any different from consummation?" Shang Qiu gently shook the painting fan in his hand and turned around and asked.

The finch stood on the other side of Xiangtan, the Qinglan realm separated the finch from the canghuang, she was also a little unsure at this time, the other side of Xiangtan was the canghuang, because the four hundred and ninety-eight sound of breaking the path had never appeared in the history of Chunshan.

There are a total of 499 steps in the bluestone sword, but Canghuang broke through the 498 steps in a row, and there were 498 explosions in the spring mountain, and the spring mountain shook.

Stepping on the pinnacle of bluestone swordsmanship, what appeared in front of me was a pool, a pool of clear water connected to the sky and the moon, and the clear moon was joyless, motionless. Standing in front of the clear water, there was a chill on his body, and the phoenix was wrapped in a long robe.

"Little friend, what's the matter with Shangchun Mountain?" An ethereal fairy sound came from all directions, with a little vicissitudes.

There was a shadow reflected above the blue water, and he was sitting seven feet away from the canghuang, innocent, facing the canghuang, but the canhuang couldn't see him.

"Seek karma, seek strange fate, seek fairy fate." Canghuang glanced around, but there was no one, so he replied to the pool.

"Hehe~ How do you know that I have a fate on Spring Mountain?" The ethereal fairy voice asked again.

"If you don't come to Chunshan, how do you know that there is no fate?" Canghuang asked, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Xiaoyou Tianzong is a genius, he has cultivated the heart of a rock in the mortal world, and he has exhausted the methods of the immortal family in a few words, the old man should admire you a little." This fairy sound is full of a bit of appreciation, but also a little regret.

Before the sound was finished, the innocent shadow above the blue water finally revealed its true face.

The immortal sat on top of a piece of bluestone, looking at the canghuang, his long blue hair was untied over his shoulders, his hands were on his knees, he didn't see his face, he only saw the sword intent, he seemed to have merged with the way of the sword.

"Xiaoyou can break the bluestone sword, Chunshan will naturally not break his word, follow me!" The immortal flew in, and a fairy aura rolled up the phoenix.

Connecting the Shenqiao from the distance that can not be seen, a long roar came from the distance, with the crisp meaning of green bamboo, a blue bird appeared at the end of the Shenqiao, this scene is like a dream.

It flapped its wings and leaped, and the blue light filled the air, enveloping the phoenix, but the immortal sat on the back of the blue bird and flew away.

"Rumbling~" The blue bird sank into the deep mountains, and Canghuang heard the sound of gushing water in front of him.

A fairy river emerges abruptly, lying in the middle of heaven and earth, monstrous waves, flowing endlessly, cutting off a side of heaven and earth, magnificent.

"This is the Qinglan Realm, the Great Array of Mountains in the Spring Mountain, which is controlled by the Blue Bird, and can become a world of its own." The immortal sat on top of the blue bird, looking directly at the fairy river, and the blue phoenix knew that this was the immortal for him.

The blue bird gently waved its wings, the blue light intersected, and the green river rumbled on both sides, the heaven and the earth were divided, and the green water was monstrous.

When flying into it, the green water seems to be within reach, this majestic water, whose heart is boundless?

Flying over the Qinglan Realm, the six green peaks are half-hidden in the fairy mist, a majestic fairy mountain is not visible, and rainbow light passes through the green peaks.

On the fairy mountain, a few flying waters turn into white rainbows, half-sprinkled in the clouds, in the green and green, the fairies who are not where are singing with the piano, the sound overflows the empty valley, and turns into flowing incense. This is a mountain that smells the wind and can be dreamed of.

The finch was not far away, he saw the phoenix beside the Venerable, and the phoenix also saw her in the sea of people, smiling and nodding to each other, and in front of everyone's eyes, the phoenix flew up the fairy mountain with the Venerable.

Shang Qiu looked at the bright smile of the finch, and he already knew in his heart that the young man who was going with the Venerable in front of him was the young man who blocked the bandits who crossed the hundred mountains with the power of one person under the mountain.

Shang Qiu chuckled, only to feel that the phoenix entering the Spring Mountain was too dazzling, and he didn't know how to pay attention to the road in the future.

Bluestone hall, I don't know how many high, after that there is an ancient wood coiled and standing, the ancient wood is a hundred zhang high, the top of the hall hangs a Taiji treasure mirror, slowly rotated, the void aurora it shoots out seems to compete with the bright moon, pointing directly to the old tree, the halo flows, look at it quietly, but the void aurora is empty, only a mottled golden light derives from it, the golden light is condensed but not dispersed, Ye Ye shines, makes people blurred several times, several degrees of intoxication.

When the ancient wood looks down on the world, it seems to be the master of the heavens and the earth.

At this time, six of the seven masters of the Chunshan Palace have gathered in the main hall, and there are disciples who have broken the bluestone sword path, and the door masters will discuss in this bluestone hall to decide the place of the person who breaks the way.

A Qi flower blooms, like a fairy left in the world, a wisp of fragrance, it can indulge in the ninth world, a person lazily standing in the snow-white Qi flower, this is the Baguio fairy of Wangxian Gate.

One person is holding a pampa fan, with his chest exposed. Milk, stepping on an idle cloud, looking idle, this is a scattered person in the iQue Gate.

One person sits in the void, and there is a large array under him, and when he turns his hand, there is the vitality of heaven and earth gathering on his body, which is the Sanyang real person of the preaching door.

There is also Qin Kun who went to the gate of heaven, just standing there is a god and demon, and the qi force is pressing on the five gates present, and the opening and closing of his eyes will cause the heat wave of the hall to be monstrous, which is extremely terrifying.

When he was young, Canghuang followed the Qingshi Venerable, and suddenly the eyes of several sect masters converged on Canghuang's body.

The Venerable sat on the throne and said: "In the autumn of 517 of the Holy Yuan Calendar, there was a son Canghuang, who came to the Qingshi Sword Road, broke through the four hundred and ninety-eight obstacles, and entered the Spring Mountain Chronicles. ”

"Venerable, please forgive me for asking one more question, if you are not mistaken, the essence and blood in this son's body will also be exhausted, right? Can you break through the bluestone sword? The three sheep real people of the sermon gate sat upright on the formation and smiled with some doubts.

Venerable Qingshi was silent for a moment, and then said: "The old man's sword intent is not to punish the body, not to mention how he broke the Dao, this little friend said a few words of truth before breaking the Dao, and the old man has a special memory. ”

Several sect masters chuckled lightly, a young man was just a young man, and the words he said could impress Venerable Qingshi, and as a mantra, he couldn't help but feel a little more interested.

"The little friend said: 'The so-called sword intent is nothing more than scaring oneself, but it is just an ethereal thought, and it is nothing more than the self-righteousness of the immortals.' His Holiness's words echoed in the hall for a long time.

"No matter what the talent of the little friend is, the old man carefully recalled, only feel that these three sentences can be regarded as a mantra, can be used as a teaching, we cultivate immortals and seek the Tao, and when we get the power, we feel that we can control everything, formulate rules, and keep the people seeking the Tao out at will. I still remember how strong my desire for the Tao was. The common people are water, we are fish, there are people in the world, we have heirs, morality can be inherited, we are too self-righteous these years, it is not as true as this little friend's few words, the rules of this choice are too strict, and they have to be changed. His Holiness looked at the phoenix and his heart was full of gratitude.

The expressions of the sect masters looking at Canghuang were extremely complicated, and they couldn't tell whether they were happy or worried, but everyone had the same idea, this disciple was too different, and it was difficult to say what deviant things he would do in the future.

"What His Holiness taught is that the cultivation resources in the palace are limited, and if you don't adopt the method of selection, I'm afraid that Chunshan will not be able to supply the disciples under the sect." Qin Kun slowly bowed to the Venerable above the main throne and nodded in response.

"It's really not easy to break the road in thirteen years, don't choose it, and Chunshan can't afford to supply, this matter is a little difficult to do!" Sanzhen shook the fan lightly, and its sound was extremely thick, and the ears of the shocked phoenix rumbled.

"The choice is inevitable, but how to choose, the old man has to discuss it with the palace master and the two Venerables again." The Venerable nodded slightly, but Canghuang didn't know, just a few words from himself might change the rules of Chunshan, and it would also change the fate of countless people.

"Then please also ask the Venerable to verify this disciple Immortal Root, thirteen years ago there was a prince, thirteen years later another Canghuang, please forgive me and other feelings." Through the Water Gate Gate, the main pond immortal held the dust in his hand and laughed softly.

"Don't talk about the masters, even the old man is a little impatient." Venerable Qingshi looked at Canghuang, his face was solemn, but there was a little apprehension in his eyes.

The Taiji Treasure Mirror in the main hall slowly rotated, yin and yang were divided, twisted in, and shot straight at the body of the canghuang.