After experiencing Qingyunyi's translation,

At this moment, Tianchengzi was like a demon, shouting and laughing, just like a demon rushing out of the Huangquan Underworld, with only killing intentions in his eyes, and no humanity at all.

His two apprentices, Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi, were forced to retreat again and again by him, and it didn't take long for the colors on their bodies to be hung continuously, and the blood from the wounds flowed and the blood that flowed out had turned black.

The situation has reached the most critical juncture, seeing that the two of them are about to be killed by this Tianchengzi, Tianchengzi was proud, laughed wildly, suddenly kicked Wan Jianyi, and then reached out to hold it, the arm suddenly stretched out more than doubled, directly grabbed the neck of Dao Xuan, who was caught off guard, and then dragged it over.

Wan Jian was alone in mid-air, and he looked at Senior Brother Daoxuan's face deformed in pain, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but want to crack, and with a roar, the dragon sword in his hand slammed into the ground, and rebounded back with strength, but at the same time, his body was also violently shaken, and several ribs were directly broken by this terrible impact.

However, even though he was already moving extremely fast, he still couldn't catch up with Tianchengzi's ghost-like movements, seeing the black qi spread on Dao Xuan's face, it seemed that he was about to die under Tianchengzi's hands immediately. At this critical juncture, I saw Dao Xuan's body suddenly twist, stretched out his hand behind him with difficulty, and then suddenly pulled out an ordinary-looking stone sword from under the Dao robe, and stabbed at Tianchengzi in this short distance.

Tianchengzi didn't care, and still sneered and wanted to twist Dao Xuan's head off, but after a while, he suddenly saw his face change greatly, roared angrily, and immediately let go, actually to stay away from Dao Xuan.

Wan Jianyi's face was even more pale, because that ordinary ancient sword was the Qingyunmen Zhenshan Supreme Treasure Immortal Sword.

This ancient sword only appeared once during the original Qingyun Mountain Righteous Demon War, but then it was put away, and it was quickly returned to the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion after Tianchengzi Zhenren put it away. I can't imagine that today, I would suddenly appear here, and the meaning of this is chilling.

Tianchengzi seemed to be very afraid of this Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and in the roar, his body immediately retreated, but after Dao Xuan's throat was loosened, he did not retreat and gasp, but instead stepped forward and swept, the sword swept across, there was no sword and no brilliance, it was like an ordinary stone sword swept over, and before Chengzi avoided that day, this stone sword swept over his waist.

There was no sound, and there seemed to be no sound at all, but Tianchengzi raised his head suddenly, raised his head to the sky and let out a terrible and terrible roar, and suddenly stretched out his hand and fell over.

Dao Xuan was already seriously injured, and at this time, he didn't even take back the Zhuxian Sword, so he was directly sent flying, and at the same time, the Zhuxian Sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground with a bang.

Tianchengzi's two strange pupils glared at Dao Xuan viciously, and walked towards him with a cruel laugh, and at the same time screamed: "Rebel! Do you dare to say that you are not disobedient and want to kill me? Since ancient times, only one person in charge of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion can enter, and you trespassed into the forbidden place to steal the divine sword, not to kill me and seek to seize the position of the head of the house, so what is it for? ”

Dao Xuan writhed in pain underground, but with a miserable smile on his face, he looked at Tianchengzi who was getting closer and closer, and said, "Master, you have fallen too deep into the demon, and you can't turn back." If this matter is revealed, my Qingyunmen's thousand-year-old reputation will be ruined, and the disciple just wants to die with you. ”

Tianchengzi roared angrily and sneered: "Dream! After I kill you two rebels first, and then go to the front mountain to kill them, and when I have finished sucking Yin Ghost Qi and gathering Yin Souls, I will let you hypocrites"

Before the words fell, suddenly Dao Xuan twisted, bounced up from the ground, and actually hit his body, looking like he was desperate to die with him.

Tianchengzi slashed down with one palm, but before the palm of the flesh arrived, a huge ghost claw had already been generated in the void, which was directly inserted into Dao Xuan's back!

Dao Xuan's whole body was shocked, but he gritted his teeth, suddenly roared, his body did not retreat but advanced, rushed into Tianchengzi's arms, hugged Tianchengzi's waist and back, and then shouted, "Senior brother! ”

Wan Jian fell to the ground at this moment, and suddenly heard this terrible scream, and his whole body trembled.

Tianchengzi roared angrily and hit Dao Xuan's back hard, but Dao Xuan seemed to be crazy, locking his master's body hard to prevent him from using that ghostly body again, and then shouted again in a hoarse voice: "Senior brother"

Wan Jianyi took a step forward, but looking at Tianchengzi's familiar back body, his whole body suddenly trembled at this moment, and he only heard a sound that the dragon slaying sword in his hand actually fell to the ground.

Tianchengzi struggled and struck several times, but he still couldn't get rid of Dao Xuan, and he was angry for a while, and he screamed like a demon beast, like a demon beast roaring, and suddenly grabbed Dao Xuan's head and neck with both hands, and was about to tear his head and body apart.

The wind became more and more urgent, the darkness was like a wave, Dao Xuan's eyes widened, and his ten fingers grabbed the master's back, even if he was dead, he didn't seem to want to let go. At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from Tianchengzi.

A sword tip peeked through Tianchengzi's chest, and it was an ancient stone sword that passed through his chest. Behind him, Wan Jian held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, and the only remaining hand kept trembling, and then, slowly let go of his fingers.

The ancient blade of the sword was inserted into Tianchengzi's chest, and then it began to slowly emanate light from the sword, and countless darkness in this body wailed together, and then it was ruthlessly squeezed out.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and the darkness receded, terrorizing and shouting, before finally dissipating in the unstoppable light

Tianchengzi, on the other hand, stood at the center of the brilliance, like a piece of wood, slowly looked at the tip of the sword on his chest, and then slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, all the light suddenly converged and retracted back into the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, which changed back to its ordinary and clumsy appearance. And Tianchengzi's body shook twice, tilted to the side, poofed, and fell to the ground.

In the main hall of the ancestral hall, there was silence, and the little candle flame that was still left was still burning quietly, reflecting those black spiritual positions, like the ancient ancestors of Qingyunmen quietly watching this tragedy happen.

Dao Xuan and Wan Jianyi's gaze, from beginning to end, stayed on the fallen man.

That person was their master, the mentor who raised them from childhood, taught them the arts, and was the one they regarded as their father.

And today, they killed him with their own hands

Dao Xuan's face was as pale as paper, and he sat on the ground in a daze, and at the other end, Wan Jianyi slowly knelt down, the muscles on his face were twisted, full of pain and remorse, and his mouth silently uttered inexplicable words, and tears flowed down his face.

The next day, the Qingyunmen Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference started as scheduled, but the strange thing is that this time the meeting was not presided over by the customary contemporary head Tianchengzi Zhenren, but by the big apprentice Dao Xuan of Tianchengzi Zhenren. However, because of this period of time, the entire Qingyun Gate is actually in charge of Dao Xuan himself, and almost everyone in the door has long been accustomed to this situation, so although many people are a little surprised, no one is really verbose.

The announcement to the outside world is that the head of Tianchengzi Zhenren has recently been in retreat, and he has encountered a little setback in his cultivation, and he is suffering from backlash, and he is recuperating quietly, and he is reluctant to go out.

This is, of course, an excellent reason for which no one can say anything. At the same time, some people noticed that Senior Brother Daoxuan, who was speaking at the conference, did not seem to be in a very good situation, although at first glance it was fine, but when he spoke, he was short of energy, and his face was slightly pale and weak, and he seemed to be preoccupied. Perhaps, he was also worried about the injury of Master Tianchengzi Zhenren.

In addition, Wan Jianyi, who has always been ranked with Dao Xuan, did not appear at this conference, although everyone was a little strange, but many people knew that Senior Brother Wan seemed to have had an accident a while ago and lost an arm, which can be described as a great injury to his vitality, and the damage to Dao Xing is not insignificant, perhaps it is precisely because of this that he gave up this Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference.

However, anyway, for heroes like Wan Jianyi, in fact, whether or not they participated in the Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference was just like that, and it couldn't stop Qingyun's fellow disciples from admiring this great hero who had returned from the wilderness.

In contrast, the two famous masters of Qingyunmen who were sitting on the same platform, the True Goose Master of Xiaozhu Peak and Zheng Tong of Dazhu Peak, their faces were extremely gloomy, and they could even be said to be a little deep and frightening, so that even their favorite disciples did not dare to come forward to disturb them. However, in view of such a solemn and solemn occasion, everyone was also relieved.

In fact, the various process arrangements of the Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference have been arranged a long time ago, one by one, and now they are just doing it step by step, so the progress of the conference is still very smooth. Many outstanding disciples of the Seven Veins of Qingyunmen are showing their talents and talents to the fullest on this rare stage, and they are fighting happily.

For several days in a row, many young disciples with outstanding talents and profound Taoism emerged in the Qingyunmen Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference, far better than the previous generations, making people only feel that the future of Qingyunmen is vigorous and vibrant, and the future is unlimited. Among many people, perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was because of the courage and diligence of the Tao that had been tempered by life and death, Cangsong, Tian Buyi, Zeng Shuchang and Shang Zhengliang, who went to the wilderness, performed particularly well, marching all the way, defeating many opponents, and impressing everyone.

Among them, Tian Buyi of Dazhu Peak is the biggest dark horse in this session of the Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference, with a Red Flame Immortal Sword in his hand, as well as a solid foundation and strong and incomprehensible strength, he entered the top four in one fell swoop, causing a sensation in the entire Qingyunmen, and since then his reputation has been shocking, and he has officially been favored and rewarded by the first Elder Zheng Tong of Dazhu Peak.

He was naturally very happy about Tian Buyi's achievements, but the happiest was Su Ru. In fact, Wu Suru herself also participated in this session of the Seven Veins Meeting, and also performed outstandingly, she had a strange-shaped magic weapon Amber Zhu Aya, I don't know how many brothers she had defeated, that is, she met a strong opponent, and it was also in the fierce battle that she suddenly sacrificed a sharp Moxue sword, and then frustrated a strong enemy, which can be described as out of the limelight.

It's just that when everyone was in an uproar and cheering, Dao Xuan, who was standing in the distance, stared at the Moxue Divine Sword in Su Ru's hand, but his eyes were gloomy.

When the Seven Veins Martial Arts Conference finally came to an end, the sunset shone on the sky, exuding a magnificent and majestic light of heaven and earth, and everyone cheered and dispersed, everyone believed that this ancient sect would definitely become stronger in the future.

Su Ru is in a very good mood, and it is not easy for herself to be more for Tian, but now she has an idea that she can't wait to talk to her master, Master Zhenyan, that is, she wants to ask her old man to promise that she can marry Tian Buyi.

She has been practicing under the seat of Master Zhen Yan since she was a child, and she knows her master's temperament no better, if a male disciple who has no achievements wants to go to Xiaozhufeng on weekdays, I am afraid that she will be beaten out, not to mention that she wants to be friends with Xiaozhufeng's female disciples. However, Tian Buyi shined this time, and he must be able to enter the master's eyes, so it is better to strike while the iron is hot and go to her quickly.

It's just that after the conference, everyone dispersed, but Su Ru suddenly found that he couldn't find his master, not only that, but Uncle Zheng Tong of Dazhufeng and Senior Brother Daoxuan, who presided over the conference, were also gone. Su Ru was a little anxious, and asked a few questions in the Yuqing Palace, but no one knew, and finally suddenly had an idea, remembering that a few days ago, someone said that Senior Brother Daoxuan often went to the ancestral hall of the ancestor in the back mountain.

The head of the sect, Tianchengzi, was injured in his cultivation, so they must have all gone to visit?

Thinking of this, Su Ru hurriedly rushed to the back mountain, walking all the way, only to see that the sky was about to darken, and the old trees in the mountain were twisted, as if they had a hideous color. Walking outside the ancestral hall like this, Su Ru saw from a distance that there were lights lit in the main hall of the ancestral hall, and several figures were standing there, she suddenly became happy and rushed to that place.

She had only walked a few steps, and suddenly she only heard an angry shout coming from that side, and it was the voice of her master, Master Zhenyan. Su Ru swore that she had never heard her master make such a terrible and distorted voice in her life, and shouted:

"Bastard, believe it or not, the old body killed you disobedient thief with one slap!"

Su Ru was taken aback, subconsciously shrunk her body, and then suddenly hid in the shadow of a bush next to her, and then carefully poked her head out and looked into the main hall.

I saw that in the main hall of the ancestral hall, there were four figures at this moment, Master Zhen Yan and Uncle Zheng Tong were standing there with pale faces, while Senior Brother Dao Xuan was kneeling in front of them, and there was another person beside Dao Xuan, dressed in white, but it was Wan Jianyi. In addition, in the depths of the main hall, there seemed to be another person behind the four of them, lying flat on the ground but covered with a yellow cloth, making it difficult to see who it was.

After Master Zhen scolded and scolded angrily, Dao Xuan's face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground and said astringently: "Two senior uncles, there are quite twists and turns in this matter, please listen to me." ”

Master Zhen Yan has always had a strong temperament, and he didn't give Dao Xuan a chance to defend himself at all, but just sneered: "You have done this heinous evil thing, disobey and kill the master, what kind of face dare to talk to me!" ”

Outside the main hall, Su Ru instantly fell into an ice cellar, her whole body trembled, she stretched out her hand to cover her mouth at once, and looked at the hall with a look of fear on her face.

Dao Xuan laughed miserably, speechless, but at this moment, he suddenly saw Wan Jianyi kneeling in front of Dao Xuan, expressionless to Master Zhen Yan and Zheng Tong:

"Two senior uncles, you are all wrong to blame senior brother. In fact, I was the one who really killed the teacher that day, and the senior brother was to save me, so he took all the blame off. ”

Dao Xuan Huo Ran raised his head and looked at Wan Jianyi, Wan Jian's face was like dead ashes, as if all the lofty ambitions in this life had been completely lost, and only a dead state of mind remained. He looked back at Dao Xuan and said slowly:

"Senior brother, your talent is ten times better than mine, and in the future, only you can lead Qingyun to the sky and become the number one righteous sect in the world. If I do such evil things, I will die and not redeem myself, and in the future, Qingyunmen will depend on you. ”

Dao Xuan's voice was hoarse, as if he wanted to say something, but Zhen Yan and Zheng Tong glanced at each other at this moment, and after a while, Zheng Tong suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"No matter what this matter is, Senior Brother Tianchengzi is the head of my Qingyun, and his reputation in his life cannot be ruined. And his old man raised the two of you, and he worked hard to do it, and he shouldn't have suffered this fate anyway! ”

Dao Xuan and Wan Jian Yi both bowed their bodies and couldn't speak.

Master Zhen Yan said coldly: "What I said just now is clear, for the sake of my Qingyun family, Lao Shen and Senior Brother Zheng Tong can be blind for once, but Senior Brother Tianchengzi's merits in this life must not be buried here." The real person in charge of a generation can't die like this, someone must give an explanation. ”

After that, she turned around with Zheng Tong, but walked out of the main hall, but she didn't go far, but stood outside the main hall with her back like that. In the distance, somewhere in the bushes outside the hall, the shadows of the trees trembled slightly, and there was no one at this time.

At this time, the sky darkened, and night finally came.

In the main hall, Dao Xuan and Wan Jian stood up slowly, looking at each other, the faces of the two of them were extremely pale, Wan Jian Yiqiang smiled, his face was gloomy, and said in a low voice:

"Senior brother, let's do it."

Dao Xuan's lips twitched a few times, and he turned his head to look at the two figures outside the door, and after a while, he slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

The sword body trembled a little, and the sword light was bright, reflecting the faces of the two of them.

In the ancestral hall of the ancient patriarch, there seems to be a faint sad song sounding, like the ancient ritual Sanskrit sound, singing lonely ancient songs quietly.

Suddenly, a sharp sound roared up, like a meteor piercing the sky, illuminating the entire hall. The light of that moment was like his life, burning all his talent, passion and blood in a short period of time, radiating an incomparable brilliance, illuminating every corner of this ancient Qingyun Mountain.

And then bleak.

Then leave.

Return to darkness

Three days later, the mourning bell rang in the Yuqing Hall of Qingyun Mountain, and the head of Tianchengzi Zhenren was frustrated by his cultivation and his old injuries were reversed, and he sat in the ancestral hall of the patriarch in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, and left a will on his deathbed, passing the position of the head to the eldest disciple Daoxuan.

Since then, Qingyunmen's luck has gradually strengthened, its strength has flourished, and countless talented masters have emerged, moving the world, and the world has seen it sideways, and finally it has sat on the position of the world's first righteous sect after a few decades, and is admired and worshiped by the world.

And in a certain year, month, and day, in the ancestral hall of the patriarch behind the mountain of Tongtian Peak, which has been lonely for a long time and has always been rarely visited, there is another white-haired and one-armed old man. He often held a broom and swept the fallen leaves outside the hall that seemed to never finish, and occasionally he would look into the distance, through the ancient dense forest, looking at the eternal towering and majestic Tongtian Peak, and he was stunned, and spent day after day, year after year.