The sun was gradually lowering, and when it fell on the westernmost side, a large sleeve was thrown across the canopy and put into the sleeve. Suddenly the moonlit night is clear, and the starlight reflects the water.

The black dragon looked at the familiar night sky, yawned and said, "Xiaobai, I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go and get some sleep?" ”

The white dragon picked up the head of Cangjin, looked up and down, and there were still two teeth left that were not broken, "You wait, why is the old shriveled calf in such a hurry to go back, and the master is not here." I'll wait until I break everything it can break. ”

The black dragon sniffed the power of heaven and earth, inexplicably a little frightened, spit out the swamp dragon corpse in his mouth, and looked at Cangjin with pity, "Sadness urges goods, who is not good to provoke, you have to provoke the young master, Xiaobai is the most protective calf." ”

Bai Long took a bite of dragon phlegm and went back, "Look at what you spit out, there are not a few bones left, I'm embarrassed to say." ”

The black dragon raised his neck and swallowed the dragon phlegm, and let out a comfortable whisper, "It's so cool, spit out a few more mouthfuls, it's best to spit out all your dragon soul body to me." ”

The white dragon frowned in disgust. Black Dragon's move is a bit disgusting, but it is also understandable. The automatic owner left, the dragon body and dragon soul were separated into two, and the former dragon was also divided into two parts: good and evil. Although they quarrel physically every year, in the final analysis, they still hope to change back to the past. The white dragon spit out a few souls and went back, both longing to gather and thanking the black dragon for crawling out of the young body. A soulless body, absorbing the aura of the yang world and the world, will also suffer from the yang world and the world. Bai Long originally planned to thank the young master for himself, but when he saw his cheap appearance, his hateful teeth itched, and the strength in his hand inevitably increased a little.

Cangjin now doesn't even have the strength to beg for mercy, and half of the dragon body in his body is not in a good place. Even the dragon scales of the hanging machine were divided into two by the white dragon with his fingertips, and the most infuriating thing was that the dense broken lines were different, killing the dragon and punishing the heart.

The wolf smoke dissipated, only white bones were left all over the ground within a radius of a hundred miles, and the body essence and blood in the corpse of the alien beast were all absorbed by the wolf smoke and beacon fire, and ordinary people's fingers turned into ashes with a light touch.

Shentu Bai Xiao sat on the corpses of hundreds of strange beasts, his blood-red eyes were dull, his reason had long been lost, and now the only remaining killing instinct was also exhausted, and only chaos was left in his body and mind.

A sky-covering eagle claw hook broke through the sky, caged towards Shentu Bai Xiao, and the Mo family sage who looked down on the world smashed Jin Ce in his hand, "Evil animal, vainly trying to break the boundary and commit murder?" ”

The heaven and earth that had just regained calm were instantly confused, and Jin Ce's deformation of smashing the eagle's claws still couldn't stop the sneak attack of a demon lord of the same realm.

The black dragon and the white dragon all swayed upward, with the dragon soul and dragon body, respectively, against the two fingers of the eagle's claws, Rao is so, it is also the black dragon vomiting blood, the white dragon is draining the soul, and it is hard to support it. The remaining finger poked through the golden dragon body like a bean, hooked back to the sky, and went to the ancient world. Shentu Bai Xiao stood up, and the broken sword and heavy water inserted in the ground pointed to the sky, and Shentu Bai Xiao followed closely behind.

A sharp and piercing voice came from the sky, "Doll, kill yourself." "Shentu Bai Xiao's blood pupils are ruthless, and the wind is faster, and the beacon fire wolf smoke behind him condenses into a pitch-black halberd, and the souls of countless demon beasts at the tip cry, and the black smoke goes straight up in the direction pointed by the arm, wanting to slay the dragon. A sharp breath penetrated the fingertips of the eagle's claws, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the sage of the Mo family was furious, scattered countless ink iron, turned iron into soldiers, and suddenly countless heavenly god armor soldiers appeared in the sky, holding immortal magic weapons, hitting the eagle's claws, and there was a roar. The strength of the eagle's claw fingertips turned into a golden-winged Dapeng in the air, and the wings fanned the heavenly fire and smashed it, the golden-winged Dapeng was not yet approaching, and most of the beast souls burned by the heavenly fire dissipated. The oncoming wolf smoke soul halberd only left the wolf smoke that penetrated through life and death into its wings. With the earth-shattering explosion, most of the remaining golden-winged Dapeng pecked at Shentu Bai Xiao.

The fist outside his body was shattered in an instant, and the blood-red scale armor transformed by the power of the angry dragon was also shattered piece by piece, leaving only the unwilling roar of the black dragon and the white dragon in the air.

When his life hung by a thread, the heavy water of the snow-white fairy sword full of cracks blocked in front of Shentu Bai Xiao, and after a blow, it shattered all over the sky, leaving only the hilt of the sword hanging above his head, Shentu Bai Xiao, who should have lost all his senses, shed blood and tears, and he roared like crazy. As for his family, the last little thoughts vanished with the blow of the talon.

He held the hilt of the sword, and in the thousands of meters of green river under him, the word "yuan" floated from the bottom of the river, sticking to the back of Shentu Bai Xiao, the hilt of the sword pointed out, and the tens of millions of spiritual power in the abyss condensed into a light blue sword body, the tip of the sword turned into a green dragon, the heaven and the earth were discolored, and the dazzling blue pillar of light ran through the sky and shot straight into the ancient world. The roaring dragon's teeth shot the gold into powder, and the eagle's claws were scraped with blood.

The body of the ink iron immortal soldier flashed with electric light, and the blue light that penetrated the eagle claw should be harmonized, and hundreds of immortal sword blades pointed to the weakest point of the eagle claw, the wind and the earth were tornadoes, and hundreds of thunderclouds were intertwined, only to hear a muffled thunder between the heaven and the earth. The "Divine Punishment Sword Light Purple Thunder" ordered by the saint cut off the demon lord's finger.

The eagle's talons disappeared, leaving behind a sharp and piercing eagle's chirping echo, "Mozi, in the next battle between the two realms, I will kill you." ”

The Mo family sage said with a smile: "I'm afraid it's not a little difficult." ”

The words dissipated, and Shentu Bai Xiao fell to the ground without strength, and when he was unconscious, he still held the hilt of the sword in his palm.

Shuanglong wrapped around Shentu Bai Xiao's side, supporting him to the ground slowly.

The black dragon's fingertips tapped his eyebrows, and the hot dragon blood fell into Shentu Bai Xiao's body, and he said with some resentment and pride, "This kid is the same as the master, and he never let the dragon worry." ”

The white dragon's dragon head reached into Shentu Bai Xiao's chest, looking left and right.

Shentu Bai Xiao had already run out of oil, and all the spiritual power in his body that he had finally praised because of the innate victory and the divine tree was in vain. Even the essence and blood of the martial artist's physique have been squandered.

The white dragon is the body of the soul, so it can look at the body like a Buddhist arhat, not to mention how painful it is at this time.

Originally, the martial arts body was the foundation, the high-rise sky foundation rose flat, the spiritual power was like ink dyeing the sun and the moon, and a small sky was hung with stars and moons. It can be said that whether it is martial arts forging or cultivating the lower three realms, it can be regarded as quite meteorological, not to mention that this kind of mat for the early stage of martial arts and cultivation can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented.

But after this battle, let alone the foundation of a high-rise building, thank God for leaving a puddle for you.

Shentu Bai Xiao's body at this time, the sun and the moon fell, the earth collapsed, and the aura was already a dry rice field, and it was still overflowing everywhere, and Da Luo Jinxian shook his head when he saw it.

Turning around, his claws knocked on the black dragon's head, "Han Criticism, what is this kid, this kid, this is called the young master." If you dare to mess around again, I'll knock you out the skull. ”

The black dragon was knocked by the white dragon inexplicably, just wanted to get angry but saw that the white dragon's eyes were slightly red, thinking about the situation in the young body, he was even more shocked, silent, and continued to nourish the body with dragon blood all over the body.

The white dragon said with a crying voice, "Just run, just run, just a remnant dragon." It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, wait for ten or eight years, and clean it up is not the same as eating beans. Now it's okay, the body and the earth are shattered, and the avenue in the heart is shattered. If you want to cultivate and ask immortals, I'm afraid it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. ”

"A hundred years in the world, you can live as you wish, and it is more nourishing than a thousand years of living and stealing." The black dragon thought, scratching his head, not knowing what to say.

The turquoise leaves posted on Shentu Bai Xiao's legs quietly melted and entered Shentu Bai Xiao's body. It turned into a clear spring, divided into three, one nourished the sun and moon that fell on the earth, one repaired the shattered starry sky, and the last one simply entrenched in the heart, attracting the qi of heaven and earth.

"Huh." The Mohist sage looked down from the sky. Although Shentu Bai Xiao said that the martial arts were full of luck and fought with foreign beasts for half a day, but from the sky, the little bit of Dao luck he was carrying was like the size of a candle flame, and he couldn't see it. At this time, the battle ended, the heavens and the earth were clear, and the souls of a Jindan Sword Immortal and an angry dragon martial artist dissipated and flew into the clouds, rippling like a flat mirror. Everything is silent, but there are still sparks, this battle involves too much, and there are many inextricable threads under careful inspection, and the people who can survive this battle can't help but make the saints who sit in heaven and earth also have a trace of curiosity,

The black and white double dragon is covered on the head of Shentu Bai Xiao, intertwining and whirling with each other, making a yin and yang diagram of the body and soul, one blood and one white, covering the heavens.

The Mo family sage didn't see it clearly at a casual glance, his fingers stretched out of the sky, and put a grain of ink iron into the palm of his hand, surrounded by the Dharma Sutra in his pupils, piercing through the void.

Suddenly, on Longhu Mountain, not far from Qingyu Village, a green lotus bloomed, attracting the manifestation of heaven and earth's qi, and fascinated the eyes of the Mo family saint like wind and sand. Then on the map of heaven and earth, a wisp of cyan traveled far away in an instant and came to Qingyu Village.

Qinglian Daoren's hair bun is scattered, and there is evil meaning between his eyebrows, and the view of the territory of heaven and earth is replaced by the eyes of the world, which can be said to be a white horse passing through the gap in an instant, and he rushed here.

The white dragon saw a man wearing a cyan robe. The good-looking Taoist came here in an instant, instantly exploded, and said in his heart, "These self-proclaimed and decent Taoist old bulls have fierce methods, especially this kind of sect descendants who are like immortals, for the sake of the luck of the sect, it is not reasonable to kill demons at all. I protect the young master, you shriveled calf used to be beaten. ”

Before the black dragon could move, the three-foot blue light had already slashed, and the black dragon instantly protected Shentu Bai Xiao's body, and the blue light carried the dragon body and pierced into Shentu Bai Xiao's heart.

The white dragon dragon soul was agitated, and before being sealed into Shentu Bai Xiao's body, the dragon claws hooked the collar of the cyan Daoist, bared the blood-colored dragon teeth, and said viciously, "If you dare to kill him, when I break the seal." and they will tear thee apart. ”

The Mo family sage couldn't see it for a long time, so he simply separated an incarnation and quietly landed in the lonely night.

The Qingpao Taoist turned around and bowed, "Xiaodao Qinglian, I have seen the sage of the Mo family." ”

The incarnation of the saint was a white-haired old man, his arms were full of calluses and scars, he touched his unkempt hair like a bird's nest, opened his mouth full of yellow teeth, and said, "The Taoist of Longhu Mountain is rich and jade, and the instrument is magnificent. I'm a Mo craftsman, I'm used to being dirty, and I'm ashamed to see you young people. ”

Qinglian Dao people seemed to be reluctant to stay for a long time, and said quite coldly, "The sage smiled, I don't know why the lower realm, if it is for the poor Dao, the poor Dao knows everything." ”

The sage of the Mo family rubbed his head and muttered in his heart, these Taoists are really the same. So he said, "A little demon monarch Cangjin died in battle, and the demon lord of the ancient world, Peng Tun, actually broke through the boundary for this, so that the old man had to be cautious." The war is over, this kid is still muddy, I am afraid that he is the backhand of the ancient world, so I came to find out in person. ”

Qinglian Daoist sighed with emotion: "If the monks of the world can do things no matter how big or small they are, they will be like Mo Sheng, and they will plough it themselves, and those beasts are afraid that there is no chance to take advantage of it." ”

The Mo family sage said, "The sycophants are good, and I am very useful." But this kid, I still have to take a look. ”

As he spoke, he pointed at Shentu Bai Xiaomei's heart, and the holy thought entered his body, and there was a barren scene in front of him, the sun and the moon set, the high-rise buildings turned into earth, and the starry night was dark. Sheng Nian retreated, sighed regretfully, and said, "This kid has good talents, if his heart is suitable, he can be of great use." It's a pity that after this battle, I'm afraid that the road is hopeless. ”

Qinglian Daoist fingers lightly, sealed the major acupuncture points in Shentu Bai Xiao's body, and took out a mouthful of essence into the body, which can be guaranteed that the bottom will not be worse, Mo Sheng watched from the side, and couldn't help but itch his hands, and beat all over Shentu Bai Xiao's body like beating parts, and suddenly the stasis of qi and blood in his body poured out.

Mo Sheng asked, "Why do you have to do so hard if you are not related to you?" ”

Qinglian Daoist wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I'm ashamed to say that although Poor Dao has some old grudges with the Five Elements Sword Sect, he is a member of the family with Aunt Jing." In today's battle, Aunt Jing died here, and he was the only descendant left by Aunt Jing. Poor Dao wanted to take him into the mountains and practice Taoism in Longhu, although the foundation was dilapidated, it was still a hundred years of longevity that could be cultivated. It's the only thing that Poor Dao can do for Aunt Jing. ”

Mo Sheng nodded, he had heard a little about the pickles in front of Yijiazi. Qinglian Dao people are here, and it is reasonable to say that they are reasonable. However, what Jing Yuan Sword Immortal did before he lived in seclusion was too terrifying, so it was no wonder that he did this. kindly reminded me, "Jingyuan Sword Immortal died in battle, I can not mention it." However, although this kid's hundred-year-old Dao fate is not a major disaster, it is more unpredictable to cultivate the mind than to practice. Today's battle, accumulated in his heart, will not be so easy to heal. ”

Qinglian Daoist hugged his fists and thanked him, and Mo Sheng sighed, "The world is big, and there are many people." "Dissipate invisibly.

The sight of the Qinglian Dao people also entered Shentu Bai Xiaoxin Lake together with the Qingmu sword light.

Stepping into the Heart Lake, the lake is as black as ink, mixed with a little blood. There is no sun or moon, no stars and no points in the sky. A dead silence permeated. In the middle of the lake, a young man sat with his knees crossed, tears on his immature cheeks still dry, and his eyes were blank.

Aoki's sword light broke through the haze, and the heart lake and the world shone brightly. The young man raised his immature face, and the gentle smile of the Qinglian Daoist came into view. Under the heart lake, a black and white double dragon paraded, three thousand moral scriptures were paved, and the dead heart lake became vibrant and up. Paragraph by paragraph, the truth came into the eyes of Shentu Bai Xiao, and Qinglian Daoist touched Shentu Bai Xiao's head and said, "Everyone in the world is suffering, you and I will cross it together." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao looked at the green robe in front of him, and suddenly remembered Mr. Liu, only he would tell him so many truths in the world, he patted the hand of the Qinglian Daoist and looked at the heaven and earth.

The spell was gone, and Shentu Bai Xiao raised his head again, and he was already in the outside world. There is sadness in his eyes, but there is no dead silence.

He asked, "Who are you?" in the direction of home. Why save me. ”

Qinglian Daoist stood beside the young man, looked at the ruins and wreckage together, and said, "Poor Dao Longhu Mountain to practice, Qinglian Daoist, Jingyuan Sword Immortal and I have an old relationship, I am here to take you back to the mountain to practice." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao's expression was disdainful, although he was small, he still knew that he was not aiming for immortality. But I heard that it was my grandmother's old friend, and I relaxed a lot. He's actually scared now, really scared.

Qinglian Daoist stretched out his palm, a glimmer of light bloomed between the lines of his palm, a picture appeared, lifelike, a woman, holding a snow-white giant sword in both hands, solemnly patrolling around, another young man stood aside loosely, with grass roots in his mouth. There was also a young girl, pulling the young man's ear and shouting loudly.

Shentu Bai Xiao's eyes were attracted, and the snow-white giant sword immediately made him recognize that it was his grandmother when he was young. Qinglian Daoist smiled and said, "When I followed Aunt Jing and I to the rivers and lakes, we were also your size. It's gone in a flash, and things are not people. But Aunt Jing left you with me. ”

Shentu Bai Xiao lowered his head, his eyes came to the picture in his palm, pointed to the fierce girl on the side and asked, "Who is she?" ”

Qinglian Daoist touched Shentu Bai Xiao's head and said, "She is my sister." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao looked at her grandmother when she was young and said, "What about your sister." ”

Qinglian Daoren's palm trembled, and then said gently, "Passed away." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao stood up all of a sudden, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry." ”

This was also the first time he faced up to this Taoist who suddenly broke in. He looked into his eyes, and the deepest shadows of his pupils hid the same sadness and pain.

Qinglian Daoist pursed his lips and smiled, stretched out his hand to pluck a white cloud from the world, sat on it, and said, "Let's go, you will be my only personal disciple in the future." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao reluctantly looked at Qinghe Village at his feet, and Qinglian Daoist reminded, "When we arrive at Longhu Mountain, we can let all the disciples of Shanmen come down and hold a Luo Tian Jiao for Qinghe Village." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao turned his head and sat on the white cloud.

With the white clouds swinging, the twin peaks of Longhu Mountain also come into view.

There are thousands of peach trees and 10,000 green pines on Longhu Mountain, and pilgrims are prosperous.

In addition to the main peak of the dragon and tiger, there are two side peaks, the dragon roars and the tiger roars. The palace on Longyin Mountain is spread for thirty miles, and the day is spring, and light snow falls at dusk. It is known as the first place of self-cultivation, but unfortunately it is never open to the public.

In addition to the wealthy people of Daqin, there are also countless dragons who cross the river in Dongmi Tianzhou, and they are fighting for the right to live in January and two months.

Tiger Roaring Peak is mostly ordinary people, with a few tiled houses, green mountains and green waters. In recent years, it is particularly favored by the scholars and bachelors who failed in the college entrance examination, many people bring their own bricks and tiles to open up the wasteland and cut down trees, the mountain owner is a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Confucian shirt, and he is neither envious of the grandeur of Longyin Mountain next door, nor is he angry at the uninvited down-and-out scholars.

Riding on the back of a green ox all day long, with a wine jug pinned to his waist, and a few Taoist scriptures in his hands, he slept among the rocks and trees when he was sleepy. Anyway, there are few pilgrims, and they are not afraid of being disturbed.

Whenever the main peak is deliberating, the little Taoist boy who rushed to the Tiger Roaring Peak has to be anxious with red eyes, and when the group turns, the master of the worry-free mountain yawns, rubs his eyes and rushes from a certain grass field, sometimes there is a lot of dog tail grass on his hair.

But whether it is a small farmer, a wealthy businessman, or a relative of the emperor, or a major general in the army, they can only look at the main peak of the dragon and tiger shrouded in clouds from afar.

Even so, every Chongyang, the fifteenth, the foot of the main peak is still full of visitors. Most of them are old pilgrims for more than ten years, and occasionally purple-clothed nobles will come out to greet them, but this year there is not even a white-clothed Taoist child. Yesterday, the Qinglian Immortal Master broke through the barrier, attracting countless pilgrims, each twisting incense to pray for blessings, most of them are women, especially like to count marriages.

According to the words of the mountain gate boy, "This is also a helpless thing, who made our Qinglian master look so good-looking." ”

The white clouds fell at the feet of the dragon and tiger, and the Qinglian Taoist priest held Shentu Bai Xiao's hand and walked up the steps step by step. Suddenly, goose feathers and heavy snow fell in the sky, and they all fluttered.

The boy followed the master, and his steps were pious. After walking for a while, Qinglian Daoist suddenly squatted down and bent over, and said, "Come up, I'll carry you up." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao twisted and said, "Don't." ”

The master pointed to the stairs up the mountain and said, "100,000 steps up the stairs, you will be tired, I don't want to carry you again then." I'll carry you all the way, and when you're halfway there, you're walking on your own. Good no good? ”

Shentu Bai Xiao thought about it, but still lay down. The master's cyan robe was soft and warm.

Qinglian Daoist carried Shentu Bai Xiao on his back, walked very slowly, and the heavy snow sealed the mountain gate, which was also sprinkled on this master and apprentice.

Shentu Bai Xiao suddenly said, "Master, I beg you for something. ”

Qinglian Daoist turned his back higher, "Say it." ”

Shentu Bai Xiao bit his lip and said slowly, "Seal my memory for ten years." ”

Qinglian Daoist didn't ask why, nodded and agreed, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

The two were speechless, only the snow fell.

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In the stone house on Longfeng Mountain, a white-bearded old Taoist opened his eyes and couldn't help but smile when he saw such a scene. Raising his hand, a breeze flew away, patting down the white-headed snow on the top of Shentu Bai Xiao, and also made the young man finally let go of his mind and fall asleep.

Leave two lines of green paper and send them to the main peak hall and the bamboo house at the foot of the mountain.

Carved eight characters on the ground, "It's been March when I look up, and I suddenly have a lifetime when I open my eyes." ”

There was no more breath.