Cultivation world, Shangqing Palace.

Li Changsheng and Le Xiaoqi came over, looking at the green mountains in front of them and the Taoist temple with white walls and black tiles above, thousands of years have passed, and the Shangqing Palace is still the same as before.

In the past, he had always thought that the residences of the Immortal Dao Sect were extremely luxurious, because it was too simple and cheap for the monks to build palaces. You can use the elixir to ask the mortal dynasty to build it for them, or you can go to the Fang City to ask a special monk to build it.

This can make the practice more comfortable, and it can also show the grandeur and majesty of the sect.

Later, Li Changsheng learned that not all sects were palace pavilions. There is also the Shangqing Palace, which has white walls and black tiles, which is just used to shelter from the wind and rain without much decoration. Because the heritage of the Shangqing Palace does not need to be decorated with a palace, they are originally a gate faction that has been inherited for thousands of years.

Although the Shangqing Palace has never expressed its position, it is already the leader of the Dao Sect invisibly.

When Li Changsheng first entered the Dao, he was very yearning for the Shangqing Palace, otherwise he would not have named Lei Fa Xiao Wu Lei Zhengfa.

Later, when he was about 1,200 years old, he finally came to the Shangqing Palace under the leadership of Xueye, visited many Shangqing Palace chiefs, and formed some friendships. Coming back again after hundreds of years, nothing has changed.

Li Changsheng stood for about half a moment, and soon a figure flew in from a distance, it was an old Taoist priest wearing a simple Taoist robe, a high forehead and a big nose, and tied up his hair.

He looked at the young man in front of him with cloudy eyes, and sighed after a long time:

"Little friend, I didn't expect to see you again."

Li Changsheng looked at the old man and said, "Senior Huayan, you are old. ”

You are old and have exhausted the vicissitudes of life, and the cultivators you looked up to once upon a time are now dying, and the five decays of heaven and man are imminent.

"Yes, things are not people, I can be considered to have lived a relatively long time." Hua Yandao raised his head slightly. "What I should have left behind was really a big regret for me in the Qing Palace."

Back then, the Sword Immortal brought Li Changsheng to the door, which caused quite a stir in the Shangqing Palace, and the disciples in the door were like chicken blood, making it difficult and provoking Li Changsheng in every way. Then they were all beaten back by the Sword Immortal, which aroused the anger and jealousy of the disciples of the Shangqing Palace.

At that time, the elders of the Shangqing Palace were just smiling, and it was normal for young people to be jealous. The only thing that surprised them a little was that the old scumbag of the Sword Sect actually made their palm pearl become a Taoist companion with this loose cultivator who had no inheritance.

Then Li Changsheng made the Shangqing Palace masters present unable to sit still, and many fellow disciples praised Li Changsheng's talent in the Lei Fa, and some people threw olive branches when they heard that there was no inheritance.

Hua Yandao is the same as the head, hoping to keep the other party in the Shangqing Palace, but unfortunately the other party is not here.

If your attitude at that time was a little more sincere, the conditions you took out would be better. even directly promised that the other party would be trained to become the next leader, and he should be able to stay.

Now he couldn't see the other party's cultivation clearly

I remembered that those young people were jealous and disliked Li Changsheng back then, thinking that they were little white faces hiding behind the Sword Immortal. At that time, although the Snowy Night Sword Immortal did not have the name of the Sword Immortal, he was already a peerless genius who was famous all over the world, and his peers couldn't raise their heads at all.

Such a character marrying a Taoist monk with no inheritance is somewhat surprising.

"The Sword Immortal is not mistaken, the world is dazzled."

"It's all gone." Li Changsheng's indifferent eyes couldn't help but be filled with a trace of reminiscence.

Hua Yan Daoist spoke again: "I heard that someone has been killing people everywhere recently, and they are proficient in thunder and swordsmanship, this person should be you, right?" If you came today to let the Shangqing Palace take action to end the troubled times, then I can only apologize first. ”

"My life is hanging by a thread, and whether I can survive next year is not certain. And there are people in the Shangqing Palace who are trying to break through the gods, and we plan to close the mountain for 50 years. ”

In the face of the troubled times, the Qing Palace did not want to save it, but it was powerless, and Hua Tan Daoist was about to die. He can only strike once, so he can't save the world.

Compared with the world, he chose the sect.

"Xiaoyou can wait for the birth of the new god in my sect, so that the two of you will join forces to calm the world. It's unpredictable, it's not that the chaos in this world is peaceful, there are too many people who take advantage of the chaos to rob. ”

"I came here today for two things to ask for the Qing Palace." Li Changsheng said to himself, "First, take this child as an apprentice, he has some qualifications. ”

Le Xiaoqi slightly exposed half of his head and looked at Hua Yandao timidly.

Hua Yandao didn't hesitate too much, nodded and agreed: "One more mouth to eat can't collapse the Shangqing Palace." ”

"The second thing, please close the mountain and close the door of the Qing Palace for fifty years, lest I kill you too."

The indifferent and cold voice came into the ears of Hua Yandao, making him have to re-examine the young man in front of him, as if he was no longer the person he was back then.

It was as if a figure had crossed the cycle and appeared beside him.

Snowy Night Sword Immortal.

It was the same back then.

Hua Tan Daoist already understood what the other party was going to do, and said:

"Little friend, troubled times are the general trend of heaven and earth."

"The general trend of heaven and earth can be split."

After speaking, Le Xiaoqi was directly thrown out and fell into the arms of the old Taoist. And Li Changsheng had already left, and the cry of the child behind him couldn't catch up with his speed at all.

Tianque Mountain, the spirit swords all over the mountains are inserted in the desolate mountains, and the sword cultivators bathed in murderous aura are like evil ghosts.

The sword cultivation of the Heavenly Sword Sect went to subdue demons and eliminate demons in troubled times, and it was inevitable that it would be sought after and prayed by the people. Those who are qualified will be brought back here to practice a technique called the Absolute Sword.

Absolute sword, practice with killing, kill with life.

Back then, the Sword Immortal relied on this technique to rise from Yuanying all the way to the Transformation God in just a few decades. Every sword swing consumes their own foundation and lifespan, and they have far more strength and cultivation speed than ordinary people.

Fireworks, that's how Li Changsheng described these people.

Li Changsheng came to the top of Heavenly Sword Peak and saw that the senior brother of Xueye was standing under a pine tree, and after this time of getting along, he finally remembered the other party's name.

He Kun.

"Brother Li, are you back?" He Kun's voice was like a broken erhu, and he bent down to look at the grave in the mountain.

"In the past, my sister used to practice swordsmanship there, and I went to teach her swordsmanship whenever I had time. Hey, now things are wrong, and only I'm the old guy left. ”

Li Changsheng said: "He Daoyou is the deceased, don't be too nostalgic. ”

He Kun continued as if he hadn't heard it: "Senior sister was sent to the sect when she was three months old, and handed over to me to take care of me at the age of three. I think she has been following my ass when she was young, and then I just chattered and drew my sword at each other, hey! The female university is not staying. ”

"Brother Li, can you call me uncle."

Li Changsheng replied coldly: "Xue Ye and I are not husband and wife, and there is no husband and wife. ”

"Taoist couples are the same as husband and wife, if you really don't want to call me, why don't you call me my father-in-law?"

Zheng!

A sword light slashed down the clouds in the sky.

Xue Ye was right, her eldest brother did talk a lot.

He Kun stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and continued: "You two are really alike, Brother Li should not think that I take advantage of you." I'll talk to you, although Yun Shu is my junior sister, I have been pulling up since I was three years old. ”

"As the so-called eldest brother is like a father, you. Okay, well, if you don't scream, you don't scream, why do you always want to use the sword? By the way, the courtyard halfway up the back mountain is Yunshu's, don't sit on this mountain if you don't practice on weekdays, go live there. ”

After speaking, He Kun sat down by himself and stood in the position where Li Changsheng used to meditate.

He hesitated for half a second, then turned to leave.

He Kun chuckled and said, "Isn't there still seven emotions and six desires?" ”

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[In 354, Li Changsheng came to defend the dynasty, slaughtered 36 cities in a row, and hundreds of thousands of people turned into roadside corpses, all of which were eaten by wild dogs and crows. 】

How big the cultivation world is Li Changsheng didn't know, he had never reached the end, he had been going around in circles in the human realm. I heard rumors that the only places suitable for cultivation are the Terran Realm, the Taigu Mountain, the East China Sea, Qingqiu and a few other places.

Among them, the Terran and the Ancient Mountains occupy the most vast territory, followed by the East China Sea. And Qingqiu is just famous, but it is actually a secret realm.

Further away, the place will become more and more desolate, looking at the past is the Gobi and the desert, and the aura will become thinner and thinner.

There are three dynasties of the Terrans, Jing, Wei, and Zhou, and there are countless small countries in the remains, and there are 382 countries recorded by the Sword Sect, all over the vast territory of the Terran Race.

Hundreds of years ago, the Sword Immortal incorporated the control of the mundane into the hands of the Sword Sect, and the only remaining right of the Cultivation Sect was to be able to enter the mundane and select disciples as usual. The premise is that you can't work the people and hurt the money, let alone take it by force.

Rules are dead, people are alive, and there are always more ways than problems.

There are always people who are able to continue to forcibly take qualified people as they have done as usual. But unlike in the past, they have a risk in doing these things, and once they are discovered by the Sword Immortals, there will inevitably be a group of people who will fall to the ground.

The Sword Sect can't make the world perfect, but it can make the evildoers die.

Now the Sword Sect does not have that ability, and the realm originally divided by the sect has also been completely destroyed. Now the major sects are carving up the world and fighting each other.

The sect is like a carriage, running madly in the realm of the human race, drawing circles around each other, and the iron hooves make the people no one care. They are like weeds, the wildfire burns inexhaustibly, and the spring breeze blows and grows again.

In another 100 years, it will be another prosperous era.

Some people paint the ground, and naturally some people dig up the soil and dig up the roots, and do slaughter.

In the year of Gengzi, the rain was majestic, and the icy raindrops hit the barren fields, revealing the buried white bones.

Half of his body crawled on the muddy path, his clothes were completely contaminated with mud, his hair was covered with mud, his eyes were always fixed on the front, and the broken sword in his right hand was inserted into the dirt again and again to make himself crawl forward.

He was a disciple of the Sword Sect, and he was ordered to investigate the Wei Dynasty and find out if there were any demons doing evil.

Because the Sword Sect was killed year after year and could not be replenished by fresh blood, the number of people decreased year by year. Especially for the older generation of monks, it will take decades for another one to be born after the death of one Jindan, and the first infant is counted in a hundred years.

And the Sword Master and Elder He were also running around, and some places with low danger were handed over to these ordinary disciples for investigation. Now that the Wei Dynasty is dead, he must send the situation back to the sect.

Every time the broken sword is plunged into the dirt, it is worn down when it is pulled out again.

He didn't know how far he was from the sect, but it was in the right direction.

Suddenly, his vision was obscured, and he was greeted by a pair of blood-stained boots. Looking up with difficulty, he saw a plain and indifferent face like frost and snow.

"Your Excellency!"

The mouth spat out blood and sand, and the voice was hoarse like an erhu with broken strings.

"There was an evil cultivator in the Wei Dynasty who turned the people of a city into ghouls, and the disciple was accidentally discovered and escaped desperately. Deeply battered, his aura was exhausted, and he could only survive in this posture. ”

Li Changsheng looked down at the disciple who only had half of his body left, and slightly released his senses, this place was a full 20 miles away from the city.

That is to say, he crawled for 50 miles in this posture, and it took him three months to climb from the time he lost contact. Monks are also human beings, and they can get tired and die.

"Is it worth it?"

The disciple of the Sword Sect did not answer, and continued to say in a voice that had been broken: "Your Excellency, please make sure to kill the ghouls in this city, they are no longer human. The disciple was born in the Wei Dynasty and did not want to see the remains of his father and fellow villagers suffer. ”

"There is no place in the world to rest in peace, at least let them rest in peace."

"I will."

Li Changsheng placed the disciples of the Sword Sect in the nearby old temple in the mountains, gave the other party a pill, and then walked out of the old temple.

When parting, Li Changsheng asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Yu Wu'an, it's too late to take the road number."

"The road name is called Guanwu."

The mud-covered face smiled, and his eyelids drooped and opened, trying his best to look up at the man's back.

"Thank you for your name."

Zheng!

White light enveloped the heavens and the earth, and the majestic rainstorm dissipated in the sword light in an instant, and a terrible wail came from the void.

After half a ring, the Taoist walked into the broken temple again, and the sunlight followed his footsteps quietly.

A little glow shone on half of his body, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, not afraid of death.

Li Changsheng looked down at him, took out a booklet from his pocket, and the ancient sword in his hand turned into a brush, writing stroke by stroke.

"Yu Wu'an, the Taoist Guanwu, the person who defended the dynasty, fought with the demons for three months, the blood flowed for thousands of miles without dying, and finally saved the people from fire and water, at the age of 22."

"I hope that future generations will knock on it."

With a hiss, the paper was torn off, and the broken temple floated out of the ruined temple with a breeze, and the monument fell to the ground.

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The first alliance of the Eight Immortals Gate of Yunzhou was selected on a high mountain with beautiful wind and clear water, which was a famous mountain in the ordinary, and there was no shortage of poets who left poems that have been passed down for thousands of years.

There was a faint smell of blood wafting in the air, and a head fell to the ground, and bright red blood continued to drip down the mountain path until it reached the foot of the mountain.

Li Changsheng raised the Heavenly Sword high and slashed off the head of the last person. Maybe it was too much consumption or maybe it was too tired, and the blood splattered directly on the side of his face, dyeing half of his hair red.

He turned his head slightly to look around, and there were the corpses of the enemies and the corpses of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

"Yu Nannan, the autumn age of the road, the daughter of Yu Wu'an, in order to prevent the people of the Jing Dynasty from becoming human animals, one person and one sword killed the Eight Immortals League, and his merits determined the world, saved the people of Dawn, and died at the age of 15."

"I hope that future generations will knock on it."

Yellow paper landed on stone monuments.

He Kun glanced at the stele and said, "You don't need to be like this, your work can also be stele." ”

Li Changsheng said lightly: "My life is longer than the monument, why should I erect a monument?" ”

"Brother Li, don't erect a monument to me when I die."

"I wasn't going to erect a monument to you in the first place."

The two walked down the hill on the corpse, and killed a thousand more people while talking and laughing.

(End of chapter)