Inside the Dozo

Rows of ancient pine trees stand up to the sky, bluestone stairs spread out, inside is a quiet Taoist temple, there is a golden Dan furnace outside the Taoist temple, the furnace is engraved with Taiji, and the wisps of white fireworks ethereal out of the furnace.

There is a futon in front of the Dan furnace, and on the futon sits an old Taoist priest in a blue robe, who holds a dust whisk and closes his eyes and sits in front of the Dan furnace.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth went dark.

"Poof" The old Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes, spat red in his mouth, and blood sprinkled on the golden Dan furnace.

"Providence, providence, providence. The old Taoist priest said to himself abruptly, his face was lost.

The old Taoist priest in front of him turned out to be the old Taoist priest who appeared in the capital some time ago to tell the fortune of Baili Ling!

The dead person was resurrected here, obviously, this person is not simple, even Bai Li Ling did not expect that he had inadvertently met with Qing Xuanzi and his master.

The old Taoist priest was full of grief and indignation at the moment, Qing Xuanzi's life lamp went out, and the life lamp went out meant that his beloved disciple Qing Xuanzi died in Huangquan.

The old Taoist priest's body was surging, and he brazenly exerted a qi to transform the three clears, and the old Taoist priest's soul suddenly broke out of the air, crossed hundreds of territories and thousands of lands, and came to the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords and the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb in an instant.

"Alas, avoiding the Great Dao Cycle is ultimately impossible to avoid karma. The soul of the old Taoist priest slowly stepped forward, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the figures of each other snuggling up to each other.

In order to make his apprentice realize that he had started the layout from the capital, he turned into an old Taoist priest and calculated sixteen hexagrams for Baili Ling.

Then he asked Murong Qing to convey to his beloved disciple by letter, one is to prevent disasters for the descendants of martial arts, and the other is to hope that his beloved disciple can see through the emotional barrier and take the Taoism to the next level.

"Ruthless swordsmanship, alas, fate. The old Taoist priest sighed slightly, he pinched the Dao with his fingers, and had already deduced it, and immediately knew the whole reason.

If it weren't for the unintentional appearance of Dao, Qing Xuanzi would have retired with Baili Ling at this moment.

Baili Ling has reformed himself, there is one less demon in the world, one more chivalrous woman, and two fairy couples.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

The old Taoist priest shook his head.

If it weren't for the fact that Baili Ling was instructed by the Demon Sect to kill Dao Wuxin and form a grudge, and Dao Wuxin was also bizarrely resurrected, which led to this ending, karma.

And the two unreasonable hands of Mu Qingyi and Zhu Wen have created all variables.

"Providence, since the fate has been decided, then the teacher will send you on your last journey. The old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly froze, and the Dao Law urged, and the whole person's soul became uncertain.

"Senior, why do you have to be like this! The deceased is gone. A surprised voice came, and the figure of Murong Qing, who was dressed in a sackcloth shirt, suddenly revealed inside the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb, and shouted at the soul of the old Taoist.

The old Taoist priest ignored it, and the Dao method was running violently, and suddenly there was a change in front of him.

I saw a sudden change in the figures of Qing Xuanzi and Baili Ling in front of me, and two souls snatched out of the air from the two of them, floating in mid-air.

"Master, Master" Qing Xuanzi couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the soul of the old Taoist priest.

"Hey, stinky old Taoist nose!" Bai Li Ling was also surprised, the old Taoist priest in front of him was the old Taoist priest who had counted sixteen hexagrams for himself in the capital before.

"Daohua Sanqing, now the poor Dao is willing to use the power of Sanqing to help my beloved disciples enter the gate of heaven, tie the knot with it, and be the same as mandarin ducks, drink!"

"Master!" Qing Xuanzi's soul was suddenly shocked when he heard this, and his eyes were teary in an instant.

His master actually wanted to sacrifice the body of one qi and three cleans, so that he and Baili Ling's soul would soar, and they would be completely together in the next life and become a couple.

Qing Xuanzi suddenly couldn't believe that his master, who had always been strict with him, would pay so much for himself.

"Boom" There was a roar, and suddenly I saw a chaotic heavenly gate on the Ten Thousand Sword Tomb suddenly open, and a supreme aura escaped out.

Qing Xuanzi knows the price of opening this door.

One gasification and three cleans is the supreme Taoism of the Daomen, the master has worked hard all his life to practice, and now this door is destined to damage this soul and lose a hundred years of Taoism.

"Go, since it is difficult to find a teacher in this life, I will open the next life for you, and it will not be in vain for our master and apprentice. The old Taoist priest smiled kindly, and the figure on his body gradually dispersed.

Bai Li Ling was also moved at this moment, her eyes were full of tears, even she knew what the old Taoist priest had done for the two of them and what price he had paid.

"Apprentice Qing Xuanzi, say goodbye to the master here!" Qing Xuanzi saluted at the soul of the old Taoist priest who slowly dissipated.

"Let's go" The voice fell, and the old Taoist's soul slowly dissipated.

The souls of Qing Xuanzi and Baili Ling also turned into a pair of mandarin ducks and rushed into the gate of heaven.

Murong Qing looked at everything in front of him with a shocked look, and it was not until the Heavenly Gate slowly dissipated, and the corpses of Qing Xuanzi and Baili Ling dissipated in the Heavenly Land.

"The world is not all dark, there is still truth in the world. Murong Qing muttered in a low voice, his eyes were dazed and bright, as if he knew what choice he should make in the future.

"The predecessor of Tsing Yi is right, the Demon Sect was born, the blood stained the Central Plains, and there was no daylight, and Xiao Jiange will be the dawn, the dawn that pierces through the darkness. Murong Qing muttered.

"And all we can do is let this light rise from dawn and bloom into darkness and dawn. Murong Qing seemed to have an understanding, and the aura on his body became ethereal, and there was a vague feeling of breaking the realm. fantasy

"That's right, Xiao Jiange!" Murong Qing suddenly came back to his senses and said in shock, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Valley of Ten Thousand Swords

Xiao Jiange and Huang Sanjian confronted each other coldly, and there was a majestic momentum slowly rising around the two of them.

Qin Luoli knew that a life-and-death move was coming.

Xiao Jiange's eyes were awe-inspiring, the qi around his body soared, Yuan Ying quietly possessed his body, and ten thousand sword intents intertwined all around his body, his aura was magnificent, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Xiao Jiange knew that the three swords of the wilderness were also from the Demon Sect, and his heart was already killing.

At the same time, he also understood that even if he was in the middle of life and death, his situation would become precarious, and his life and death would fall into the hands of Qin Luoli, who was watching the battle.

However, even so, Xiao Jiange had already made up his mind and swore to kill the people in the Demon Sect.

Qin Luoli looked at the two people facing each other on the field with complicated eyes, and the palm of the sword was suddenly filled with hot sweat, and his heart was very hesitant and entangled.

Killing the negative man is easy to say, but begging is so easy to do, Qin Luoli can't stab this sword from beginning to end.

At this moment, she deeply understood what Shizun Baili Ling said to herself.

I am most afraid of affectionate negative people.

In the face of Xiao Jiange, a negative man who is calm and willing to repay with death, it is really difficult to start, and he feels helpless.

"The sword clouds are misty between heaven and earth, and the three-foot green front enters the nine heavens. Xiao Jiange's ten thousand sword intents suddenly became one, and the white sword qi around his body came out, Yuan Ying sat in the sea of hearts, and ten thousand wisps of sword intent escaped out.

In the past, the famous martial arts of the Nine Heavens Sword Venerable of Wanjian Mountain was impressively started, Xiao Jiange's whole temperament suddenly changed, his figure was ethereal, and the sword intent around him was like a sharp sword in Kaifeng, and the sword qi was fierce and soared into the sky.

Suddenly, the sky changed greatly, and a whirlpool suddenly gathered in the sea of clouds above Xiao Jiange, and suddenly the clouds in the sky converged like a tide, covering down, turning into a white sword shadow on the lonely snow sword in Xiao Jian's singer.

Seeing such a mighty desolate three swords' eyes, the surging true qi in the sea of qi rolled out, and the blood-red sword qi around the body converged, turning into a blood-red sword shadow, and suddenly a vision appeared around the sword shadow, only to see black bats gathering like a black torrent, surrounding the blood-red sword shadow.

This move is the second sword move of the three undefeated swords of Dugu City!

Before the "boom" move came out, the heavens and the earth were already trembling, the ground was cracked, and the radius of the two people as the center was a terrifying scene of the wind sweeping, flying sand and rocks, and the earth collapsing.

Just as the two of them made a move, they suddenly heard a sword roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a cold light suddenly rose and fell from the sky, smashing down between the two battlefields, covering the momentum of the two like a dividing line.

The sound of the sword sounded, Xiao Jiange, Huang Sanjian, and Qin Luoli all stared at each other, and they all stared at each other.

In an instant, the faces of the three of them changed greatly, Xiao Jiange's expression couldn't help but be moved, and the two of them showed disbelief.

The smoke and dust flew, and the cold light suddenly appeared in its original form, and it was actually a cold sword inserted in the center of the battlefield between the two.

Negative Heart Sword!

That cold sword turned out to be a Baili Ling sword, a negative sword!

The sword body was bright and cold, and the cold aura emitted lowered the temperature of the entire audience and solidified a few points.

The negative heart sword fell, and suddenly Xiao Jiange and Huang Sanjian were all the true qi around their bodies and slowly dispersed.

The Negative Heart Sword is Baili Ling's sword.

As a swordman, it is natural that the sword is in the person, and the sword is dead, and at this moment, the negative sword suddenly appeared, and it is obvious that Baili Ling himself is very likely to have encountered an accident.

Xiao Jiange's eyes flickered, extremely solemn, and thoughts flashed in his mind.

Baili Ling Sabre appeared here, could it be that he had already suffered a tragic misfortune?

If so, what is the whereabouts of Qing Xuanzi?

Who threw the sword of guilt here?

It seems that the situation in Ten Thousand Swords Valley is not so simple, Xiao Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly.

Baili Ling's identity is special for the three swords and Qin Luoli, and for the three swords, it is a sister-like existence, and it is Qin Luoli's master.

At this moment, the saber landing on the ground naturally made a great wave in the mood of the two, and made the faces of the two of them change greatly.

"Sister" Huang Sanjian was suddenly in a state of turmoil, he had a deep understanding of Baili Ling, and naturally knew what it meant for the negative heart sword to appear here at this moment.

"Master" Qin Luoli couldn't help but turn pale at this time.

"Whew", just as everyone was concentrating, a violent wind suddenly rose, and a figure wearing a linen shirt and a beige hat slowly descended from mid-air, standing quietly on the negative sword inserted in the ground like a dragonfly dotting water.

The person who came was none other than the tenth kendo master on the sword list, Murong Qing!

"I thought, you can stop. ”

Murong Qing's voice came slowly, breaking the silence between the three of them.