The purple light flashed away, Meng Qi's eyes returned to normal, countless things poured into his mind like a tide, and he instantly understood the cause and effect, and on the surface, he maintained a leisurely smile, raised his fingers, and struck a blow with Ren Qiushui's ensuing temptation.

Next, we have to do our best to maintain this history, so that the big people on the other side do not "notice" the abnormality.

I know you'll know, but I pretend not.

............

Time is like water, the years change, and Tianle is thirty-seven years old in Ningxin City.

The Burenlou assassin who had just killed Lin Kang, the head of the Heaven and Earth Gate, was running towards the window, he was not tall, he was not short, he was not strong or thin, he was unusually sure of the result, and he did not doubt that he would miss.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he saw that the window in front of him opened silently, and there was a man in a green shirt with handsome facial features and a deep mountain standing outside, his eyes were as deep as the sea, glowing with a little palpitating and psychedelic purple light, and then he raised his slender and powerful right hand and pressed it on his forehead.

"The immortals caressed my top and gave me immortality. ”

The low, demonic voice somehow carried a little banter.

............

Traveling to the West, in ancient times, thunder and fire collided, the heavens collapsed, and the heavenly court was about to fall.

Meng Qi's figure was looking up at the sky, at the dark red sky, at the terrifying eyes full of chaos and indifference!

The strange eyes seemed to be aware of it, and the irregular vortex changed slightly, as if looking over.

With just a glance, Meng Qi's figure suddenly felt his heart beating wildly, and every thought and thought was trying to be independent.

At this moment, a touch of purple appeared in his eyes, strange and inexplicable, extremely mysterious. It was not much inferior to the eyes of the Heavenly Dao monsters, and all the chaos and all the madness disappeared.

The eyes met, the eyes collided, but time began to flow backwards, and the quiet river turned into a roaring sea of rage.

............

With the help of the concealment of the Seven Killing Monuments, it is not the peerless divine weapon with strong personal colors of the Absolute Sword and the Human Emperor Sword. Meng Qi locates the history related to himself in the real world, and quietly cultivates the supreme demons left by the past and the past, as a "signpost" for the future to reach the other shore and "illuminate" the boundless sea of suffering.

Inside the Hades Emperor Ruins, the Seven Killing Daoists had long swords on their knees, their eyes closed, and they didn't seem to have the slightest interest in what Meng Qi had done.

The dark long sword with no flowers and no patterns exuded an almost unparalleled killing intent, robbing all the living creatures around the Seven Killing Dao people one after another, and even the "past figures" in the illusory long river around him were also killed. Only the corresponding traces were left, and every instant, the Seven Killing Dao people seemed to be dying, and then returned with the help of the power of the Stygian Sword.

Evil things are hard to grasp!

But they have other strengths that are hard to match, like the filthy, weird, mysterious, and hidden powers of the Demon Emperor's claws.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Seven Killing Daoists opened, full of boredom of the world, and he whispered:

"He also explores the possibilities of occupying the future?"

............

Above the East China Sea. There are countless islands in the blue waters.

Ji Xing took a gorgeous building boat. returned to the place where he was born, surrounded by friends and companions, which shows his status in the rivers and lakes of this sea area.

"This island doesn't even have a name, and it looks ordinary, but I can't imagine that there will be a character like you in the season. A friend said with a flattering smile.

Ji Xing looked at the tattered village in front of him and the mountain peak that was only half a section left, and took off his cloak. Throwing it to the companion, Zhengse said: "Everyone, wait a minute, go to see the family teacher first." ”

With that, without waiting for any answer, he took a big stride. Ascend the mountain path and head to the depths of the thunderstorm-swept peaks, where there is a thatched hut where his mentor lives in seclusion.

After witnessing Ji Xing's back disappearing at the end of the road, the person who spoke just now sighed with emotion:

"I don't know who Ji Shao's master is, I am afraid that the person who can teach him is a person in the immortal class, right?"

Someone next to him immediately chimed in: "The owners of the nearby seventy-two islands are all respectful to Ji Shao, and often ask the old man how he is doing, obviously because he is in awe of the master behind him, and he doesn't dare to provoke anything, if he is not from the immortal class, with their eyes above the top, how can this be?"

"Master Ji Shao is such a figure but unknown, living in seclusion on this island, no wonder we are lonely and unheard. ”

"Yes, yes, but maybe he was once famous in this sea when he was in his prime?"

.........

A discussion drifted into Ji Xing's keen ears, and he smiled slightly, not caring.

Yes, if it weren't for the master who lived in seclusion, where would he go to learn a shocking supernatural skill? I don't know how high it is higher than the "Spark Dafa" treasured by most island owners!

Similarly, if there is no master, how can I get the respect of the seventy-two island masters, and I have been in danger since I set foot in the rivers and lakes?

Before leaving the island, I always thought that the master was a down-and-out warrior, and he was discouraged about wandering the rivers and lakes, so he lived in seclusion here, ignoring the world, but as he traveled through this sea area, his knowledge gradually increased, and every day he refreshed his cognition of the master, he was so unfathomable, so high mountain, whenever he thought that he had roughly understood his realm strength and former status, he would be overturned by the new bits and pieces.

In the end, I could only sigh with emotion, Master is really like a dragon in the clouds, seeing the beginning and not the end, just need to understand that he is very powerful.

The pace was fast, and he was like an arrow, Ji Xing soon saw the thatched hut, the thatched hut that he couldn't even enter, and there was a black strong man standing respectfully outside, who was the owner of the nearby Zhouliu Island, and there were several great masters in this sea area.

"I'll take the gift, you can fade it. Ji Xing heard Master's familiar voice.

The owner of Zhouliu Island was overjoyed, it seemed that Ji Xingzhi's master was able to accept his gift to give Tianda face, saluted again and again, and left happily, not forgetting to encourage Ji Xing a few words.

Ji Xing strode to the front of the grass house, leaned on the surface, bowed three times and bowed nine times, and said excitedly:

"The unworthy disciple visits the Master. ”

The people in the thatched hut were silent for a moment, and then they sighed: "It's not bad, what you have done, I have heard several island masters mention it as a teacher, even if you are arrogant, but after all, you have not abandoned the martial arts, and you have not abandoned the teachings of the teacher." ”

"Master's words, disciples often recall, dare not or forget!" Ji Xing was shocked into a cold sweat for some reason, and hurriedly spoke.

The voice of the person in the thatched hut suddenly became a little more vicissitudes: "Now that you have passed the test, the teacher will officially list you in the door wall today, and will also inform you of the situation of the door and the true identity of the teacher." ”

"Thank you, Master!" Ji Xing was like the owner of Zhouliu Island just now, overjoyed, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were excited.

With a squeak, Ji Xing heard the figure of the door open, and looked up, the scene in the grass hut had appeared in his eyes.

The slightly thin master seems to have not experienced the washing of time, and still maintains an elegant middle-aged appearance, with a few silver hairs and the tiredness of the corners of his eyes, and the realm is still indistinguishable.

"For the teacher's surname, He Mingdu, who has walked in the East China Sea for more than 100 years, is the most well-known nickname in the world is 'Heavenly Lack of Sword'. Ji Xing's master said plainly.

Ji Xing was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't believe it.

This is the most famous sword immortal in the East China Sea a few decades ago, it is said that he has achieved the realm of earth immortals in the past, and he is actually his own master?

It's unbelievable!

Living in seclusion on the island in front of him, the master who lives a simple life turned out to be He Dui, the "Heavenly Lack of Sword"!

He Du ignored Ji Xing's reaction, and said to himself: "As a teacher, he was born in the holy land of Daomen more than a hundred years ago, Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace, if you come to worship the ancestor, it will be officially included in the door wall, and you will know your uncles and sisters." ”

The name of the Jade Void Palace in Kunlun Mountain, even after more than a hundred years, Ji Xing still heard of it, and vaguely knew that it was related to the Universal Sense of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and it was an extremely prominent sect, which could be commensurate with the Holy Land of Daomen, but later it declined for some reason and disappeared into the long river of history.

I didn't expect my master to be born in the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain!

I didn't expect that I would have something to do with this ancient Daomen holy land!

He restrained his thoughts, stood up solemnly, and stepped into the grass house.

As He Du got out of the way, he saw two statues enshrined, the top of which read "Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun" and the bottom of which was "Yuan Emperor Su Meng".

"The patriarch of this sect is Yuan Shi Tianzun, and your ancestor Yuan Huang Tianzun is a second-generation disciple and is currently in charge. He Du solemnly and respectfully introduced.

Yuan Emperor Su Meng Ji Xing's mouth opened little by little.

This name is not unfamiliar to him at all, it is said that he is the first self-proof legend in the real world in modern times, and later he ascended to the creation, became a great supernatural power, stirred up the world, and the universal knowledge talisman is its handy, so that generations of people will never forget it to this day.

And the great supernatural person is separated from the rivers and lakes where he is located, and for himself, suddenly having such a master is like a dream!

Too good to be true!

I thought that a master of an earth immortal or a heavenly immortal was already amazing, just looking at the attitude of the previous owner of Zhouliu Island, it can be seen, and such a powerful master is respectful in the face of the name of the ancestor!

"Senior Ancestor, isn't Senior Ancestor said to have fallen?" Ji Xing suddenly remembered this matter.

He Du said indifferently: "The ancestor has not fallen, if he returns, he will definitely shock the heavens." ”

Ji Xing didn't ask any more, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and began the entrance ceremony according to He Dui's instructions.

When both of them looked away from the statue of the Yuan Emperor, a touch of purple suddenly appeared in the eyes of the clay puppet. (To be continued.) )

PS: Revised a question in the previous chapter, Meng Qi returned to the Middle Ages not to rely on the Seven Killings Monument, but when he returned to Heaven and fell, he confused the two things and has been modified