At this time, this Qu Bai Mountain is really a vision to cover the sky, the sky on the top of the mountain is like a storm before the storm, wrapped in lead-colored clouds into a spiral, as if stirred by a big hand, the most strange thing is that only a piece of the sky above this Qu Bai Mountain is a vision, and then around, is a cloudless blue sky, can not be said to be amazing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Ping and Ren Xian stood at the foot of the mountain, looked at the top of the mountain for a while, after a little rest, the two climbed the stairs and headed towards the top of the mountain, it is said that the ancient altar is on the top of the mountain.

I met a lot of people along the way, most of them were monks with extraordinary aura, and there were also some ordinary people who didn't show their cultivation aura, everyone looked at others with scruples and suspicions, kept their distance from each other, and silently headed towards the top of the mountain.

The surrounding trees are lush, there is wind passing through the aisles, there are birds and beasts calling, everything is so harmonious, if it weren't for the vision above his head, Su Ping wouldn't believe that the divine soldier Tianque would come to this place.

While thinking, the two walked halfway up the mountain, and suddenly heard a crisp selling voice: "Herbal tea, sell herbal tea, a penny and a bowl." ”

At this time, it was not yet summer, and herbal tea was naturally not easy to sell, Su Ping was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look, the tea seller was a little girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old, carrying a flat shoulder, and a basket with porcelain bowls at both ends, and a jar in it.

The clothes on the little girl's body were washed white, her face was sallow, obviously malnourished, Su Ping moved her heart of compassion, took out the silver on her body, and was about to hand it over, and thought that she still had to buy steamed buns to eat, so she took out a little from it, and finally tied the money bag, handed it to the little girl and said: "Go down the mountain, after some time, I am afraid that there will be a big movement on this mountain, I am afraid that it will affect you." ”

The little girl looked at Su Ping timidly, shook her head, and said, "I can't take your money, I sell herbal tea." ”

Seeing the little girl with her hands tied behind her back and her stubborn appearance, Su Ping smiled dumbly and said, "Okay, I bought all these teas for you, you take the money, go down the mountain." ”

The little girl was about to speak, and a thick-shouldered man not far away looked at this side and said: "Tea seller, follow me up the mountain, I don't know when the divine sword will be born, if I let Lao Tzu wait for a long time, then I won't die of thirst?"

Su Ping frowned slightly.

The little girl looked at Su Ping and said, "Big brother, thank you, but if you sell it all to you, you won't be able to drink it all, so it's a waste, I'll pick it up the mountain and sell it." As he spoke, he followed the man who had spoken earlier up the hill.

Su Ping looked at the little girl's back when she went up the mountain, and sighed lightly.

Ren Xian walked over and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Brother Su to still have a temperament." ”

Su Ping put on a cold expression again, didn't reply, and walked up the mountain by himself.

Ren Xian helplessly spread his hands and followed closely.

After about a stick of incense, the two finally arrived at the top of Qubai Mountain, at this time, the altar on the top of this mountain was almost full of people, all of them were full of aura, more than 100 good hands, standing here, the momentum was very bluffing.

Su Ping looked around, and sure enough, he saw the white ghost Feng Yushan, who was only followed by three ironclad guards, and the rest should be stationed at the foot of the mountain to respond.

Feng Yushan was squinting his eyes and taking a nap at this time, as if he felt Su Ping's fierce gaze, slowly opened his eyes, and looked in Su Ping's direction.

Su Ping hurriedly turned his head, horrified in his heart, this Feng Yushan's realm was so high, he could be detected by his peeking at it.

Feng Yushan frowned slightly when he saw Su Ping's somewhat familiar side face, in his impression, it seemed that he had seen this person somewhere, and while he was thinking, there was a sudden noise in the distance, and he turned his head to look, it turned out to be in the south direction, and someone was fighting for some reason.

When he turned around again and found that the familiar young man had disappeared, Feng Yushan looked around, it was difficult to find the young man in the crowd, so he closed his eyes again and rested.

Time passed little by little, until nightfall, there was no movement, at this time most of the people sat on the ground, ready to meditate until dawn, and some were not too troublesome, went down the mountain, ready to go up the mountain again the next morning.

Su Ping found a place, sat down with Ren Xian, and waited.

In this way, I waited for three days, during which the little girl who sold tea came and went on the top of the mountain, and the herbal tea sold very quickly.

At noon on the fourth day, the entire mountain of Qu Baishan suddenly trembled, and everyone stood up suddenly, looking around, looking surprised, and at the same time guessing, is it not Tianque in the world?

At this time, the altar under his feet shook more and more violently, and suddenly, a huge gap opened in the center of the altar, and an extremely strong sword intent emanated from it.

"This desolate sword intent, that's right! It must be Tianque!" A voice came out from the crowd, which immediately ignited the atmosphere, and everyone stared at the crack in the altar with their eyes fiery.

Feng Yushan looked at the crack and frowned slightly, his face was strange.

There were more and more cracks on the altar, like turtle patterns spreading, and the people around them hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Huh, what is this?" someone outside the crowd was surprised.

"How can there be an enchantment?" followed by humanity again.

As he spoke, a curtain of light suddenly appeared around the altar, enclosing everyone on the altar like a wall.

Feng Yushan turned around, walked to the light curtain, measured it, and sneered.

Half of the people in the crowd had realized something, and their faces were shocked.

Some people still don't understand the strange situation, and they still stare at the crack in the center of the altar.

After a few breaths, the area in the center of the altar suddenly collapsed, and faintly, a light flashed out of the deep pit.

Someone couldn't help it, took a few steps forward, and looked over.

More and more people walked over and didn't seem to be worried that the ground under their feet, which was already cracked, would suddenly collapse.

Su Ping and Ren Xian both stood at the periphery from a distance, looking at the past with cold eyes.

"It's Tianque!" someone shouted.

Before the words fell, a sword shadow suddenly burst out of the deep pit, seven feet long, pure white in color, exuding a strong aura of desolation.

"No, that's not Tianque. Su Ping said secretly in his heart, looking at the sword shadow that popped out of the deep pit, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

When Feng Yushan saw the sword shadow, he was stunned for a moment, and then sneered again.

While the others were shining in their eyes, they frantically threw themselves into the white sword shadow in mid-air, for fear of falling into the hands of others.

Countless hands, reaching out to the sword shadow from all directions.

The lucky one closest to the Sword Shadow was the first to touch the Sword Shadow, and before he could catch it, he shouted excitedly, "It's mine!

Halfway through his words, the sword shadow suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, enveloping the scene, and everyone covered their eyes and didn't dare to look directly.

The next moment, he heard a heart-rending roar, and Su Ping, who was standing in the distance, was stunned in his eyes, and he clearly saw that the person who had grabbed the sword shadow before, his arm was directly ground into minced flesh, splashing out, like a rain of blood.