Jinyang October, the season of late autumn, is the time to take stock of the year's harvest.

It is a foregone conclusion that people are laughing or happy, worrying or sorrowful, and people should actively prepare for the hot winter while enjoying the most leisurely vacation. On the vast land of hundreds of millions of miles, people come and go between various cities and villages, exchanging with each other, congratulating each other, encouraging or appeasing each other.

The harvest is the beginning of another round of sowing, as is the case in the mortal world, as is the case in the cultivators, and this is true of grains, and the same is true of cause and effect. It's like a reincarnation ring with a ring, even though there are differences, but the time period is slightly divided into morning and evening, and whether it is closely connected or not. The only thing that is the same is that when the seeds are sprinkled from the hands of people to the earth, they take away hope and expectation, and have a predetermined goal.

Is it a big harvest, or is it a small fortune? is it a witness to what is in the heart, or is it a continuation of the next guess? Either way, there is always an idea.

"What's your idea?"

Standing in front of the sword house, the King of Xiaoyao looked careless, and asked in a condensed voice: "The opening of the coffin and the autopsy can only prove that Mr. Da was killed by someone, who is the murderer, how to deal with it, whether it can be disposed of, who should be disposed of, have you ever thought about it clearly?"

Jianlu, named after the bones buried in Jianzun, sounds quiet and slightly sharp, and is quite similar to Mr. Big's temperament. The sword house is a house, and the construction cannot be luxurious and beautiful, but according to the last words of Mr., it is extremely simple.

Just in the middle of a three-zhang wide platform, ordinary bluestone as the base, surrounded by more than 100 flying swords, different shapes and different postures, meaning the way of the sword respect. There are steps in front of the stage, and the four pillars on the platform are made in the same sword shape, and the top is covered with grass, just like the cool pavilion in the mountains. A small tomb under it, with a broken sword on top of the dome, adds a bit of sharpness to this shabby grassland. There is also desolation.

It was Mr. Big's sword, the only physical object left by the Sword Venerable to the world, except for the prestige.

In the battle of advent, Mr. Big fought alone for a million miles, broke a hundred swords and killed hundreds of people, and his natal sword was also broken into two. Now the sword blade is gone, leaving behind a half-truncated sword, which has been carefully built into the eye of the entire forbidden law. Never leave to accompany the owner.

Mr. Big's remains are a kind of awe and longing for the monks, but for the demon beasts, it is a naked treasure of heaven and earth, and they are not afraid of difficulties when digging thousands of feet into the ground. When Jian Zun no longer has life, his body will slowly dissipate under the years of suffering, and finally absorb the aura of heaven and earth for a lifetime and feed back to nature. In this long process, no matter the wind and rain, the world changes, the only thing that really has no regrets is the broken sword. Unleash killing intent day and night to deter any Xiaoxiao who covets this place.

This sword has been fostered by Mr. Big for thousands of years, and has cut off the heads of powerful enemies countless times, and the contact with the sword venerable is even closer and inseparable. Although it is now a broken sword, although it has left the hands of its master, if someone tries to desecrate the remains of the Sword Venerable, this sword will still break the oath and kill people, and regain the prestige of the past.

Swordsman. Regarded as a second life by sword cultivation, Mr. Big is not a pure sword cultivator strictly speaking. Logically speaking, such a sword, which is regarded as brave and loyal, should have been sublimated to be inferior to ordinary iron, but for some reason, it has never been able to truly possess life like the gun of the Gun King.

Looking at the sword, people seemed to be able to see it in a trance. A rebellious figure appeared above the broken sword, stepping on the sword and galloping and laughing at the starry sky, running towards the never-ending future.

It's a pity that it's just an illusion, the sword venerable is no more, and there is a broken sword that follows for a long time. It is tenfold, hundredfold, and ten million times more powerful, and what can be done except for howling and crying day and night against the west wind?

As if sensing people's doubts, the wind passed through the sword house, and after the broken sword was split in half and whined, some cool, some lonely, some proud

Somewhat lonely

"There are some things that you can't think about too much. ”

From a distance, Thirteen Lang respectfully kowtowed three heads in the direction of Jianlu, stood up, and responded lightly.

"Just do it. ”

Around, hundreds of people stood silently and solemnly, hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at the sword house, with different faces. Actively or passively, some people are prostrate and bowing in the same respectful posture, with respectful expressions and a little dazed.

Xiao Budian has heard many stories about Grandpa Sword, but because he has never seen a real person, he can only increase his feelings with the aura around him. On both sides of the small dot, three cards, the yellow flower sisters, Princess Xia, Yamu, Yelian, and even many masters with profound cultivation such as the ghost path, all express their respect for the etiquette of the juniors.

"Such an important matter, you have to take one step at a time, alas"

In order to open the coffin, it is first necessary to break the prohibition and remove the spiritual sword without damaging it.

At the beginning, for the safety of the Sword House, the Taoist Academy and the Swallowtail Clan not only sent monks to guard the town, but also made the forbidden law here a death ban. In other words, if someone really forcibly disrespects something by external force, the worst result is that the guards are killed and the Sword House Forbidden Law cannot be resisted, and they will blow themselves up and turn this place into ashes, so as to prevent the remains of the Sword Venerable from being desecrated.

In order to ensure the safety of the coffin, several parties did not know how many refinements were dispatched to discuss and study, and it took a full year to determine the plan. At this moment, there are formation masters in the Sword House who are busy, carefully following the pre-prescribed steps to break the forbidden formation, and they dare not make the slightest mistake.

Breaking the formation requires professional formation cultivation to do, and it takes time, during which the people around can only wait patiently. While waiting, the King of Joy sighed long and vaguely, expressing the hearts of most people.

"This kind of inexplicable thing, no one has any objection"

The matter of opening the coffin spread all over the world, and there were people watching from all sides of the sword house, and everyone looked solemn. As far as the identity of the Sword Venerable is concerned, there has never been a similar example in the history of Xiuzhen, and considering the current Six-Party Alliance, its matchmaker, Xiao Shisanlang, is precisely the person who advocates this matter, and the influence can be described as far-reaching.

All the monks who participated in the six-party talks were present, and the students of the Taoist Academy were in front of each other, accompanied by a group of heroes, each with an important identity than the other, and the total number was no less than 300.

The ancestor of Yanshan broke through the barrier, and the Kaba Divine Master did not hesitate to come at any cost, as well as the three elders of the Demon Palace, as well as the Yellow Flower Sisters and Zuo Gongming, who are the representatives of the Quartet Star Domain, as well as the main representatives of the major forces in the Spirit Domain, it is no exaggeration to say that these people gathered in front of the Sword Mansion at this time affect the overall situation of the Demon Spirit Continent and even the Canglang Star.

"Take it one step at a time. It's better than just waiting to do nothing. ”

The broken sword was removed, and the sword house was about to break shape, and through a few busy figures, Thirteen Lang threw one last glance at the complete sword house, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Why is there no objection, it's just that you didn't see it. ”

Bend down and pull the little one up. Thirteen Lang looked sideways at King Xiaoyao and said, "Crowd it all the way over, aren't you one." ”

The King of Freedom looked slightly stiff, not knowing what to say.

It is worth mentioning that although he appeared as a student of the Daoist Academy and a disciple of the Sword Venerable this time, Thirteen Lang did not stand in front of the phalanx of the Daoist Academy, but formed a small team of people from all sides at a slightly distance.

Such a "move" cannot be described by a simple sentence of "alternative", because there is a phalanx of the Taoist Academy around him, and everyone is watching. It makes people feel weird and even imaginative.

The Taoist Academy is not involved in the rights and wrongs of the rivers and lakes, and it is necessary to pay attention to the difference from other forces at all times; if Shisanlang joins it, it will be inconvenient for people such as Yamu Lanshan Sanka Huanghuanu and others to stand by their side no matter what; if they are stricter, even small points will be cleared out. Only people like King Xiaoyao, who not only have strong cultivation, but also really have the identity of a mastermind, are eligible to join in, and they cannot live for a long time.

I don't know if it's because of this, Thirteen Lang chooses a place alone. Let countless eyes be focused. Around it, a circle of people and other strange shapes. The standing position was chaotic, and against the backdrop of the neat and solemn military appearance of the students of the Taoist Academy, it was like a patch.

"This king is different from others, let's talk about Jianzun"

As the head of the War Alliance, King Xiaoyao should have been on a par with Yan Shan, Lei Zun, Xuan Lingzi and others, but now he is crowded with this group of juniors. Somewhat uncomfortable. Fortunately, when the opening of the house reached a critical moment, most of the eyes around were attracted by the center, and the King of Joy was able to get rid of those strange eyes, and he was really relieved.

looked left and right, and the king of freedom was like a thief with his ears attached to the thirteen langs. said: "There is something that this king has always wanted to ask you, I heard that Lingnan is empty, where do you take Linglong and what do you want to do?"

A sect of grandmasters has no bearing, and it is difficult for Thirteen Lang to adapt to this, so he took half a step back and said sarcastically: "This is the purpose of your visit, isn't it?

King Xiaoyao said slightly angrily: "You are embarrassed to say it! First cut and then play, the time is still so tight, this is also called asking for instructions? Besides, what kind of Demon Domain Autumn Hunting Underworld True Monarch is obviously nonsense." ”

Thirteen Lang said seriously: "It's true. ”

The expression of the Easy King froze suddenly, his eyes breathed fire, and his forehead jumped with blue tendons.

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"How can you?"

If it were a different occasion, King Xiaoyao might not be able to hold back the anger in his heart, so he would have to roar or even turn his face on the spot. Although he couldn't do that right now, he still couldn't help gritting his teeth, lowered his voice and roared: "To be honest, is it because of this matter in front of you?"

Huh? Jusan Lang didn't understand what he meant.

King Xiaoyao secretly pointed to Jianlu and said: "This matter is a big trouble, and there are many troubles, you want to find a way out for yourself, and use Linglong to coerce the king to support"

Thirteen Lang shook his head again and again, and could not help but admire the imagination of the Easy King, and when he turned his head to look at it again, he found that the shirtless man who had followed the Easy King was staring at him with fierce eyes, as if he was more anxious than the Easy King

That is Qi Hu, one of the three heroes in the war alliance who are as famous as Qi Feile Hongtao.

"I see"

With a bitter smile in his heart and some emotion, Thirteen Lang was about to explain a few words, but his expression suddenly changed.

The King of Joy felt something at the same time, and his complexion changed at the same time. There were still many people around him who felt strange, and they turned their eyes and gathered on Thirteen Lang.

The heavens were suddenly restless, and the low chirping sound was like a tired bird not finding a home, and it was like a giant dragon waking up from its slumber and wanting to roar to the sky.

"This is"

"The Sword House has been opened, please come forward, all the Venerables of the Daoist Academy. ”

The call of the Formation Breaker sounded at the same time, and his voice revealed a little doubt, a little shock, a little worry, a little uneasiness, and even horror.

"Mr. Thirteen, please. ”

(To be continued......)