Chapter 62: Mo Changqing's Intention

"So you never left!"

Su Qingming looked at the cat and said.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the sound of dripping to the ground almost drowned out his words, but Su Qingming knew that the cat could understand it.

Sure enough, it raised its eyelids, glanced at Su Qingming lazily, and then turned over, changed its position and continued to lie on its stomach.

Su Qingming continued: "Zhuo Jianzun's whereabouts are unknown, Lu Shen has passed away, such as today's Jianfeng, there are really only three or two big cats and kittens left. ”

Lightning is not a split.

An extremely dangerous aura came from the cat.

It seems that in the next moment, it will turn into an ancient beast and tear the beautiful young man in front of him to pieces.

Looking at the rain curtain under the eaves, Su Qingming stretched out his hand and handed out the Taichu Sword, and said with a serious expression: "I know that it is indeed very painful to stay here and be drawn by a large array of demonic power every day. ”

The black cat raised its head and finally landed on the boy.

"One hundred years." Su Qingming said slowly.

"As long as you give me a hundred years, I will step into the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain with you and help you return to the position of the Twelve Demon Emperors!"

The black cat stared at him closely, its tail slowly erected, and then exploded like a reed in water.

In the night sky, thunder and lightning are more intensive.

The rain was even more intense.

The aura of heaven and earth around him suddenly began to be extremely chaotic.

The black cat stretched out a paw and volleyed into the void.

The primordial sword then slowly rose, and the surrounding thunder and lightning slashed violently on the sword body in an instant.

Rumble!

Countless Dao Dao actually majestic sword qi exploded from the Taichu Sword, and then dispersed along the main hall towards the Heavenly Sword Peak in all directions.

Several white mist suddenly emerged from the dark, silent peak, and the sea of clouds rolled, and the mountain that had risen again from the Sword Lake seemed to have been reborn at this moment.

The withered giant tree sprouted countless sprouts and then grew wildly.

The dried waterfall is hazy again.

With a strange cry, the Primal Sword stopped trembling, and Heavenly Sword Peak began to regain its calm.

At a glance, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The entire Heavenly Sword Peak was filled with a vibrant aura.

...

Sword Sect, Inner Courtyard.

The cave was full of light, and the young man in white looked indifferent, and his whole mind was immersed in cultivation.

The terrifying sword qi was unrestrained.

At the entrance of the cave, the old man whose whole body was shrouded in black robes revealed a hint of jealousy.

"Young master, things have changed, the cat from Heavenly Sword Peak is actually still alive, and Su Qingming has also inherited Heavenly Sword Peak."

The old man said cautiously.

He still maintained this respectful posture and did not dare to show the slightest emotion.

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes, and said without waiting for the slightest emotion: "It is rumored that Zhuo Jianzun raised his sword into the wilderness and brought the Chongming Demon Emperor of the Twelve Demon Emperors back to the Sword Sect, as the eye of the Xuanwei Nine Extremes Sword Formation, I originally thought that this demon had already died, but I didn't expect it to be alive." ”

Shen Shenfei's words were very calm, and even the old man with a very high status in the Sword Sect was a little moved.

Barbarian Demon Emperor!

That is an existence comparable to the pinnacle of creation in the world, but I didn't expect the Sword Sect to have such an existence.

The old man asked respectfully, "If Su Qingming is protected by this demon, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to do it!" ”

Shen Shenfei frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "This demon was suppressed by the sword array, and his strength was only one-twelfth of that year, so don't worry too much." ”

"What about Su Qingming? The old man hesitated.

Now this waste has grown in fledges, in the Sword Sect, there is Lu Lin, there is Mo Changqing, and now it is protected by the Demon Emperor.

If you want to kill him, it's too difficult.

Shen Shenfei's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "The master and apprentice thought that if they showed favor to that person, they could sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman, hmph, tell the Yu family that they should make a move." ”

The family is in the same lineage, and the Yu family among the five surnames and seven families is the most low-key.

But the old man knew that although the Yu family had been claiming to be a family for many years, they were secretly connected with the master and apprentice.

It is said that a few days ago, when Yu You, a disciple of the Yu family, was competing with Su Qingming for a sword, he used the exercises of the Sword Palace.

Perhaps, the Yu family can't wait to take a stand.

It just so happens that they can go and touch Tianjian Peak, as long as they delay for a few years, after the trip to Zhongzhou is confirmed, he Shen Shenfei will no longer have any scruples.

Unite the sword sect family and master and apprentice.

The black-robed old man nodded slightly, bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

In the cave, the majestic aura frantically poured into the body of the white-clothed young man, and then stagnated in front of a huge barrier.

If anyone saw this, they would be horrified.

The spiritual lake of the monks in the world is so huge, and the immortal barrier out of the dust realm is so strong and difficult to break.

...

Heavenly Sword Peak.

Su Qingming has been a little bored recently.

Because of the previous battle with Shen Shenmiao, he forcibly used the sword spirit to possess his body, overdrawing the potential of his body, and at the moment his whole body was weak and drowsy.

The day before yesterday, after negotiating with the cat, the Taichu Sword was subsumed into the Heavenly Sword Peak, and the heaven and earth aura of the entire mountain peak was restored to its original state.

This once the most magnificent mountain of the Sword Sect is now a little deserted.

"Senior Brother Qingming!"

A crisp and melodious voice came from under the mountainside waterfall.

Su Qingming showed a hint of a smile and looked ahead.

After a few days of not seeing him, Lu Qian's face became more rounded, and his posture also entered the wicker buds, becoming more and more slim.

"Senior Brother Qingming, this is Heavenly Sword Peak!"

"I just met a waterhole on the mountainside, and there is a big fish living in the water!"

"Also, besides, when I was crossing the arched bridge, there was a cat that was still biting my trouser legs."

The little girl squinted and chattered about what she had seen and heard.

Su Qing looked at her with a smile on her face, and she didn't speak, just listened quietly.

The scene is inexplicably warm.

After half a ring, Su Qingming rubbed her head and motioned for her to play by herself, and then looked at the man in ink who had been standing in a daze in the distance.

Outer courtyard, ink evergreen.

"It's still the same, even if it's been silent for hundreds of years, the aura in this mountain hasn't changed in the slightest." The man looked reminiscing and spoke.

"If you have time, you can come and sit often."

Mo Changqing turned around and said with a serious expression: "Since the master knocked this peak down with a sword back then, Heavenly Sword Peak, me, and Shizun, there is no cause or effect, and I came here today just to remind you of one thing." ”

Su Qingming's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "For the sake of Nanban? ”

Mo Changqing nodded slightly and asked, "Do you know why my Sword Sect is in the southernmost part of Yuanzhou?" ”

Su Qing meditated for a moment and said honestly: "Sword Town Nanban! ”

"Yes! For thousands of years, my Sword Sect has stood in the southwest of Yuanzhou, just to suppress the Southern Barbarian Demon Domain, the Qinglian Patriarch entered the wilderness with his sword and killed three demon emperors with one sword, making the Sword Sect one of the seven holy places in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm. ”

Hearing Mo Changqing's passionate tone, Su Qingming was also slightly moved.

Now that the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm has been calm for thousands of years, Mo Changqing came to Heavenly Sword Peak today, talking about the affairs of the Southern Barbarians.

Su Qingming was also a little curious.

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