On the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, in the Qingxin Palace, the breeze moves the clouds, there are cranes fluttering their wings and chirping softly, the monks chant the Taoist Tibet, the dust comes to this mountain and the mountains are desperate, and the utilitarian looks at the clouds and mist to rest the heart.

Contemporary little celestial master Zhang Xingchen sat cross-legged on the futon in the quiet room, this futon is made of meditation grass, only take the new branches of the spring in March, and is good at clearing the heart and calming the qi, subduing the demons, the wall of the meditation room is full of spirit gathering patterns, and the spiritual fragrance in front of him has gradually reached the middle tone, graceful and elegant, without the slightest dryness and flashiness, it is the best time to breathe and breathe, and the Tao is one, but the little heavenly master who has practiced an unhindered Dao heart for fifteen years is difficult to restrain all kinds of distractions in his heart for the first time, and after trying to enter meditation again and failing, opened a pair of obsidian-like eyes, turned his gaze slightly, fell on a jade pendant in front of him, and sighed softly:

"One day and one night, I still can't calm down......"

"Since this is the case, then let's go with the flow, and look at the jade pendant left by the so-called Vermilion Bird Immortal, can it really make us enter the so-called three thousand worlds?"

With a certain thought in his heart, Zhang Xingchen didn't hesitate at all, pinched a Dao decision with his right hand, and lightly tapped it on the jade pendant, vaguely there seemed to be an extremely sharp sword light flashing, but in the blink of an eye, the quiet room was already empty, only the wisps of smoke escaped.

Penglai Island.

The old man, who was nearly 100 years old, put on a yin and yang robe, his silver hair was meticulously tied up with a jade crown, and his eyes were full of determination.

"If you still want to know more about the essence of the Fa Decision, I can give you a chance, and you will definitely be able to refine your ......" Seven days ago, in the Penglai clouds, the uninhibited immortal ended his lecture and looked at him and chuckled: "Of course, you are also in danger of life, and even your soul is scattered, the old man does not force you, this jade pendant is a token, if you really decide, seven days later, activate the jade pendant formation with your Penglai method, I don't know whether you are alive or dead, but the road ahead has been opened." ”

"You and I have run out of fate, if there is fate, the old man may pass you on one or two more after a hundred years, hahaha, go and rest! Go Hugh! ”

In the laughter, the immortal was like a true immortal in the Dao Collection, wrapped in endless colorful clouds and mist, and Juxia flew into the sky.

This picture resurfaced in front of the old man's eyes, and the eyes of the owner of Penglai Island fluctuated, and he raised his hand to support his jade crown, with a calm expression.

"My generation of monks does not seek vertical and horizontal, only looking for the avenue, the morning and the Tao, the evening can die, there is an opportunity to ask the question, why hesitate?"

On the jade pendant, there is a bright light in an instant.

Shaolin Temple.

"Master, your injuries are not healed yet, so rest a lot first......

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate but a little more immature little monk pressed the horn of the rough monk who was shot down by the fox a year ago, although the other party saved a life, but also suffered a great trauma, after a full year of recuperation, he finally saved his life, but the original thick like King Kong-like physique also became extremely weak, lying on the hospital bed all day long.

From a strong man who can tear apart tigers and leopards alive and rival hundreds of people to a weak patient, listening to the shouting sound of the warrior monk's morning exercise every day, the master must be very painful.

The little monk stands on his chest with one hand, and a string of crystal beads like jade hangs on his palm, shining in the morning sun.

"Jizo Bodhisattva said that this pearl can only be obtained by those who are destined...... Entering the Great World, regardless of life or death, I originally wanted to give it to other senior brothers, but since the Three Thousand Worlds can go, then there must be medical skills that can allow the master to recover his body......"

"If that's the case, even those eighteen layers of hell will break through."

"All the ways to do things, like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, should be ......observed as such."

In the low and peaceful chanting sound, a faint streamer appeared on the Buddha beads in his hand, reflecting the light brown eyes of the little monk.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The Buddha's name is mellow, slowly dispersed, there is no one in the place, only the breeze is slight, and a fallen leaf swirls and falls on the place where the young monk just stood, and there is stagnant water on the side, and there are ripples.

Today is the third day of the seventh month of the year 507 of the federal calendar, it is a very ordinary day, some places are rainy and rainy, some places are shining, Tibetan mountain eagles are hovering on the top of the mountain, beautiful women in high heels print documents and hand them to their bosses, the white bear of the Arctic crashes into the sea of ice, and the piano player on the Rhine River plays the most beautiful notes, but in many corners that ordinary people do not know, in the extraordinary society under the world, it has already set off a monstrous wave.

Squeak –

The wooden door that has been hundreds of years old has been carefully closed by the girl, and in the click, the door lock card with a very Roman style is stuck, and the girl tightens the leather armor on her body, the leather armor is very old, so it fits very strongly, and the corners of the cowhide scabbard have been worn to lose their original luster, but it will not scratch the scabbard of the long sword, and a silver glow cross hangs down from the cuff, touching the hilt of the sword, scattering the light and dust like the morning light, but it dissipates in a blink of an eye, melting in this gentle sunlight.

The girl raised her hand, her palm gently floating in her heart, and said slowly:

"Erica, the seventeenth sword keeper of the Dawn Sacred Sword, hereby swears, I swear, I will uproot evil."

The long sword at his waist hummed out of the sheath, and the warm sword light was like a golden morning light overflowing, gently wrapping the girl, and then blending into the warm sunlight that sprinkled throughout the town, an old woman had just turned the corner of the wall at this time, and the bread was still bubbling in the basket in the crook of her arm.

I swear, I will uproot evil, I swear......

I will guard the light.

The warm glow slowly dissipated, Erica slowly opened her eyes, in the clear eyes was a huge open space, surrounded by a lot of extremely familiar faces, Wudang, Nordic, Longhu Mountain, Shaolin Temple, in addition to the elite disciples of the younger generation, there were even old men with gorgeous hair, or Taoist robes, or armor, meticulously cared for, solemn and solemn, and even those young people were calm at this time, without the slightest jump from young people, The atmosphere of the whole open space is therefore extremely calm and solemn, but it faintly exudes a certain kind of depression that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

Erica stood aside with a calm expression, the whole clearing, the breathing sound of more than a hundred transcendents gathered together, like a sleeping beast, the breathing sound was long and powerful, monks, Taoist priests, priests, knights, priests, all of them had come here with the consciousness of death, and suddenly a sharp sound of breaking the air came from afar, and the girl with her eyes slightly closed slowly opened her eyes, and her blue eyes reflected countless fierce sword lights that suddenly brightened, as if even this clearing had become endlessly brilliant because of this.

Under the gaze of a slightly frightened eye, the extremely powerful sound of breaking the air suddenly stagnated, and thousands of sharp and powerful long swords pointed to the ground, hanging upside down in the air, and the murderous aura that made the scalp tingle enveloped everyone in an instant, and in an instant, whether it was the young elite who was named a genius, or the pale old man who had already grown old and serious, he only felt that his heart suddenly stopped, and everything he saw in front of him seemed to fade at this time, turning into a dull and dead gray, and all the sounds left him. As a result, even the passage of time has become a simple concept, not only how long has passed, but even when the blood in the body seems to have coagulated, the sound of quiet footsteps sounded softly.

So all living beings are alive again.