"You dare?"

Cao Bi's divine thoughts had just come out of the monument, and a thunderbolt flashed past the mountain road of Changling.

Rain cats and dogs.

The divine thought of the Great Sword Cultivator of Ying Tianfu, suddenly, as if struck by lightning, half of his clothes were smashed by the thunder, and he exploded like a giant tree, shattering and splashing everywhere, screaming, falling backwards, sliding on the ground, almost condensing into a humanoid body, and being beaten almost to scatter.

Ning Yi's pupils constricted.

The hoarse voice resounded from the Changling Mountain, and there was no way to identify the source...... But the irresistible thought contained in it actually split a divine thought of Cao Bi in the Nirvana realm directly-

Mountain Keeper!

The mountain keeper who was known as the first star monarch of the Great Sui was so strong?

In the mountains and forests of Changling, among the steles, there is still a hoarse voice, and it is difficult to distinguish between men and women, but it can be heard that the owner of that voice has experienced too much wind and frost.

How long did the mountain guards stay in Changling?

Ning Yi looked around, but he didn't find the shadow of the "mountain guard", which made him feel a little regretful and lost...... After the voice landed and dispersed, it was not what Ning Yi expected, and the mountain keeper came from the mist.

"Cao Bi, I can allow you to erect a stone tablet and pray for a trace of incense for Ying Tianfu. The hoarse voice sounded for the second time, "The body is dead, leaving a thought in vain, muddy, don't forget, who is the master of this place?"

The Ying Tianfu Great Sword Cultivator who fell to the ground, half of his body was split by thunder, and soon countless rains flowed backwards and gathered, recondensing an intact arm, he stood up with his arms supported, the sword qi lingered in his sleeve robe, and between his eyes, there was indeed a touch of scarlet.

Cao Bi's expression gradually changed from trance to soberness, he stared at the direction behind Ning Yi, gritted his teeth word by word: "Changling Mountain Guard...... But just a star, dare to make a big statement?"

This Ying Tianfu Great Sword Cultivator suddenly raised his sleeves.

The sky is full of wind and rain, and the roar is loud.

This remnant of divine thoughts, after the death of the master, can even call the wind and rain!

This is beyond Ning Yi's cognition...... He let go of the five fingers that touched Cao Bi's stele, and in a short period of contact, he saw Cao Bi's sword path clearly, the sword intent of this Ying Tianfu Great Sword Cultivator was diametrically opposed to the name of his own master, and he took a path that ran counter to Haoran's righteousness.

It's not just a matter of nature.

It's against the sky.

The means used are robbery and plundering.

Cao Bi condensed the human form with a wisp of divine thought, his face was gloomy, he raised his sleeves, the heavens and the earth were like chaos at the beginning of the opening, a piece of clarity appeared above his head, and the starlight and artistic conception of the Changling stone tablet swirled around him.

"There are three thousand creation lands in the world, and only Changling is the most soul-nourishing. The hoarse voice sounded in Ning Yi's ears, different from the violent whistling sound of the storm, the voice of the mountain keeper carried a touch of gentleness, and said softly: "The great cultivator who has set up a stele in Changling can pray for the heirs of the sect in the dark, and can also leave a touch of 'blessing shade' for himself, even if the body dies, the Dao fruit still exists, and the creation is still there, this is the only cave in the world." ”

Ning Yi suddenly realized.

Pray for the heirs of the sect, it should be the so-called incense extended, Changling has gathered so many Nirvana realm powers, each of them has left a creation here, accumulated a lot, the avenue of heaven and earth has given birth to induction, "the theory of luck" is mysterious and mysterious, some people have always questioned it, but if it is placed in Changling, then Ning Yi really believes that there is a saying of "luck".

As for the "blessing shade" in the mouth of the mountain guard, it is to feed this divine thought.

What Ning Yi saw in his eyes, in every stele, there is an image of a great cultivator who can manifest out, the "duckweed star monarch" he saw when he first stepped into the stone path of the Changling stele, and the drifting snow sword monarch he saw later, and so on, most of them are extremely friendly predecessors, when the stele is burned, he has kindness in his heart, and treats every junior who steps into the Changling Tomb in his later life.

Ning Yi finally understood why the mountain guards did not let Han Yue enter Changling.

With Han Yue's violent and extreme character, if he left a stone tablet, maybe it contained evil ways, and he could lead the cultivators who strayed in front of his stele astray, and then forcibly refine them into corpses with a divine thought, and finally incorporate them into the Eastern Realm Glass Cup, adding longevity and incense to himself.

This is something that must not be allowed!

Today's Cao Bi seems to be deliberately stinging the shallow thoughts, and no one has touched the stele for a long time, so he can hide the qi and not send it.

Today, Ning Yi touched the monument, which led to Cao Bi's killing thoughts.

The big sword cultivator who raised his sleeves to condense the sword qi had a cold face, stared at Ning Yi, and said sharply: "Give me back the 'dragon pattern'!"

Under a strong tremor of the heart.

The pitch-black flying sword in Ning Yi's heart lake trembled, and it was almost about to fly uncontrollably.

Suppressed on the heart lake, the clay sword weapon was close, and there was no reaction in the pull.

Wind and rain.

Cao Bi raised his sleeve and pointed at Ning Yi.

The heavy rain is like falling pearls, and after falling to the ground and bounced up, it was like a flying sword.

Shot in a flash.

Ning Yi's heart rose to his throat, and he subconsciously picked up the fine snow, and the oil-paper umbrella made a hunting sound, ready to open it in front of him.

In the next moment, in the mist, there was an unreal shadow, from the three feet in front of Ning Yi, it suddenly condensed out, raised a hand, and took a picture lightly.

Countless raindrops were scattered and fell to the ground again, turning into crackling droplets of water, and finally into mist.

The mountain keeper stood in front of Ning Yi, his robe was in the rain, the fog was generally elusive and incomprehensible, and the wisps were scattered and fluttering, leaving a vague back.

Cao Bi's divine thought made a shocked sound.

"You're nothing but a mere star...... Why-"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The hand of the mountain keeper who slapped the rain in the sky was raised, and the burly Ying Tianfu Great Sword Cultivator, his body leaned forward uncontrollably, and he was instantly detained, and his neck was clamped tightly.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines?"

The voice of the mountain guard, with a hint of disgust, stared at Cao Bi, his eyes in the thick fog, penetrating the curling rain vapor, and the strength of his hand increased by three points.

Cao Bi's divine thoughts made a painful "ho-ho" sound, and the two sleeved robes continued to explode, like fried beans, and the sleeved robes exploded and shattered, and the crumbs were cut off, and the sky was full of debris.

The mountain guard paused for the movement of his hand, turned his head slightly, and asked softly.

"Ning Yi...... Do you need to see his Tao again?"

Ning Yi was stunned, even if he was very close, he still couldn't see the face of the mountain guard, and the half of his side face was shrouded in fog and rain.

The mountain keeper's voice was hoarse, but gentle like a woman.

Why should he be so kind to himself?

Ning Yi had such a thought burst into his mind.

He hurriedly shook his head, discarded all distractions, and said seriously: "Senior, Cao Bi's sword ...... I don't need to look any further. ”

"Good. ”

The mountain keeper heard Ning Yi's answer and responded.

Ning Yi stood in place, staring blankly at the next scene.

The black-robed man in the mist shook his wrist slightly.

Cao Bi in the Nirvana realm, a divine thought left behind was instantly dispersed, and he didn't even have time to scream.

The stone monument standing on the mountain road.

With a click, it broke in two, and then fell apart.