Li Daoxuan finally understood why each generation of Longhu Mountain was a Heavenly Master, but only the patriarch Zhang Daoling became one of the four Heavenly Masters recognized by Daomen.

Those who can be respected by the people of the world as heavenly masters, in addition to profound cultivation and amazing magical powers, the most important thing is to have the heart of a saint who helps the world and sacrifices his life for righteousness.

For example, Zhang Daoling, who was able to soar into an immortal early in the morning, was willing to stay in the world and destroy the six demon kings and the eight ghost masters.

When he finally ascended, he also left behind his three or five slashing evil male and female swords, the male sword was used as the magic sword inherited by the Heavenly Master, and the female sword was suppressed in the ghost well to deter the demons in the world.

For example, Xu Xun has been subduing demons and subduing demons all his life, and he doesn't even sell Guanyin's face.

Li Daoxuan glanced at Xu Qingxuan for the last time, he finally understood what the other party was doing, for Xu Qingxuan, the four words of the descendants of the Heavenly Master are more important than life.

In this world, there are Yang God masters who have nothing to do with themselves, and there are also sword immortals like Xu Qingxuan who are arrogant and not afraid of life and death.

Li Daoxuan sighed lightly in his heart, then pulled up his master and went upstream.

He admired Xu Jianxian, but after all, he couldn't do Xu Jianxian to the point of sacrificing his life for righteousness.

Countless black hairs poured into the water, wrapped around Li Daoxuan's waist, and pulled him and Zhang Qianyang ashore.

The two returned to the bridge.

Chen Ziyu withdrew the green silk and looked at the pair of masters and apprentices who were a little distracted, with a slight doubt in her eyes.

The next moment, the bottom of the West River was swept up by sword qi, and the figure of a dragon and a person could be faintly seen.

The river was choppy, as if a giant beast was wrestling underwater.

Faintly, you can hear the roar of the dragon and the loud sound of the sword.

Rumble!

A sword qi rushed into the sky, cutting Xihe in half, revealing Xu Qingxuan's figure, he was surrounded by a long river of sword qi, his white eyebrows were dripping with blood, and the whole person seemed to have gone through thousands of blows, and finally unsheathed the divine sword, blooming with a shocking edge!

Li Daoxuan's Chixia Sword trembled in the box, as if responding to the call of the sword immortal.

And that terrible dragon was covered in scaly wounds, with sword marks all over his body, as if he was being pressed and beaten by Xu Qingxuan.

Li Daoxuan's eyes showed a look of joy, and he said, "Master, Xu Jianxian seems to be about to win!" ”

Zhang Qianyang was not much excited, but his eyes were full of emotion.

"Seek benevolence, sword maniac, and finally step into that step."

"Master, which step?"

"Yang God."

Zhang Qianyang looked at his old friend, looking at his purple robe that was gradually stained red with blood, and his eyes showed a trace of vicissitudes.

It seems to remind me of the years when I was high-spirited and slaying demons together.

At this moment, Zhang Qianyang was both happy for him and sad for him.

Xu Qingxuan's temperament is as fierce as fire, jealousy is like hatred, in order to kill demons, he forced out the essence blood at every turn, and was frequently injured, so that he hurt the foundation.

Otherwise, with his amazing kendo qualifications, why would he waste decades and be just a half-step yang god?

Today, he tried everything he could, like a divine sword with no regrets, with a sharp spirit, he finally cut off the shackles of the Yang God and got a glimpse of the Sword Immortal Dao.

But what is made in Si is destroyed in Si.

Chaowen said, and died at night.

Sure enough, I don't know how long it took, the water of the West River that had been cut by the sword qi closed again, and the sword roar under the water became more and more dim, and the dragon's groan gradually became louder.

A blood-stained purple cloth floated up, red as a pill, washed by the river without fading.

The Chixia Sword in Li Daoxuan's box let out a mournful roar, as if grieving for the death of a sword immortal.

……

On a small hill, the disciples of the Wanshou Palace were waiting anxiously, and suddenly, the magic swords in their hands wailed in unison and trembled.

Wu Qiubai felt the grief coming from the Qingxia Sword, and seemed to understand something in his heart.

At some point, two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes, and they were wiped away quietly.

For this result, he had expected it and was caught off guard.

In a trance, he remembered that when he was a child, when he was a little Taoist child, he had asked his master where his master had gone?

The master took him to a simple tomb and said that his master was in it.

At the same time, his uncles and uncles are also buried here.

Shizu touched his head and said with a smile: "One day, Shizu will also go here, and at that time, you have to grow up quickly, and then support this family." ”

……

Li Daoxuan looked at the blood-stained purple cloth, and for some reason, a nameless blood boiled in his heart and rushed straight to his eyebrows.

He felt the eyes of his eyebrows getting hotter and hotter, as if something was about to erupt.

"Erlang Zhenjun Cave Open Heaven Eye Method" is divided into three realms, the first realm is to break the delusion, which can break the illusion, the second realm is the golden light, which can shoot out the golden light of demon subjugation, and the third realm is the cave sky, which can peep into the long river of time and space and gain insight into the heavens.

Li Daoxuan has also cultivated this supernatural power from time to time since he opened the Heavenly Eye, but unlike other supernatural powers, the bloodline supernatural power is different from other supernatural powers, and the progress is extremely slow.

Therefore, he was still a long way from the second realm golden light, but for some reason, perhaps under the influence of Xu Qingxuan, his heart was full of blood, and the Heavenly Eye Divine Power began to advance by leaps and bounds.

He has some understanding, maybe the cultivation of the Heavenly Eye is not based on the hard work accumulated over time, but on the violent impact of emotions?

His eyebrows became hotter and hotter, and his heavenly eyes automatically opened, blooming with glow, and wisps of golden light were quietly brewing.

Li Daoxuan let out a cry of pain, he knelt on the ground, covered his eyebrows with his hands, and wanted to gouge out that eye.

The breakthrough of the bloodline supernatural power is not so simple, but it has to go through extraordinary torture and pain, and Yang Jian, the Erlang Zhenjun back then, also experienced this process.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Lee Do-hyun!"

The voices of Master and Sister Yu sounded at the same time, but Li Daoxuan couldn't think anymore, and all his energy was spent fighting against pain.

At this moment, the scarred dragon rushed out of the water again, opened its bloody mouth, and bit Li Daoxuan.

It was seriously injured and had to recover its vitality, otherwise even if it entered the Ganjiang River, it would be hopeless.

However, it felt the vitality of this walk, that is, the young Taoist priest on the shore, that Taoist priest contained some amazing power in his body, if it could be devoured, it should be able to replenish its vitality.

Roar!

Seeing that Jiaolong was about to swallow Li Daoxuan, Zhang Qianyang's eyes showed a touch of firmness, and he took out the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal, ready to fight to the death.

Say anything, you can't let the apprentice fold here!

But at this moment, countless green silks skyrocketed, winding the dragon.

Jiaolong shook violently, and the sharp scale armor cut off Chen Ziyu's green silk, and continued to bite towards Li Daoxuan.

Zhang Qianyang pinched the trick and recited the mantra, his eyes flashed with lightning again, and he was desperate for the risk of death, so he had to continue to lead the thunder.

But a figure was one step faster than him.

Chen Ziyu held the jasper hairpin in her hand, and rushed towards the dragon without hesitation, the green silk was like a waterfall, the red skirt was like fire, and the eyes like autumn water were particularly firm.

She glanced back at Li Daoxuan, with a hint of nostalgia and regret.

With a roar, the bright red figure was swallowed into the belly by the dragon, and a broken hosta fell from the air.

Li Daoxuan looked at this scene, only to feel as if a volcano had erupted in his heart, and then released it from the Tianyan of his eyebrows.

A brilliant golden light shot out in his heavenly eyes, heading straight towards the Dou Mansion and shining on Xiao Han!

Roar!

The dragon let out a roar of pain, and the hard scale armor was directly penetrated by the golden light, revealing a deep wound, and the hot dragon blood was evaporated by the golden light, becoming charred black.

(Sister Yu is not dead, Sister Yu is not dead, Sister Yu is not dead, say important things three times, lest you scold me and save my life.) ）

Thanks to hshisd for the 500 tip, Bixin!

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