Chapter 527: The man behind the scenes, guarding the palace and breaking the tail

Zhu Xian Sword!

Legend has it that in the incomparably desolate years of the broken generations, there was an indescribable terrible existence, sitting above the clouds.

Holding a picture of four swords, a picture of the sword formation of the immortals, the four swords are divided into "Zhu", "kill", "trap", "absolute", the sword and the sword are all the world's great murderers, killing everything, destroying everything, nothing does not kill, nothing is not destroyed.

And if it coincides with the Immortal Formation Diagram, the four immortal swords hang in the Heavenly Gate, and the Daluo Immortal will not escape!

Is it for ...... The first murderer of the Heavenly Dao!

And this Zhuxian Sword is one of them!

After realizing everything, Yu Chen took a deep breath, his eyes were hot!

At this time, he has entered the Tao perfectly, and he has a lot of magical powers and changes, but he really doesn't have a weapon to take advantage of.

The golden beam of the sea was given to the stone, but the killing and breaking sword gradually couldn't keep up with the progress of his Taoism, although it could be used, it was dispensable.

Now, it's as if the drowsiness has come to touch the pillow.

The three-product grand wish was completed, and the terrible fierce sword was given by the Duren Sutra, but it solved the urgent need.

Under the heat of his eyes, he reached out and held the fierce sword in his hand.

At that moment, the rolling and bursting qi swept through every inch of his body, and then burrowed into the divine sprout!

Just holding it, Yu Chen felt that in this world, anything only needs to fall with a sword, and nothing is damaged.

At the same time, the illusions imprinted in this fierce sword flashed in front of his eyes.

It was a boundless starry sky, boundless, countless figures, surrounded by treasure light, with divine rings on their backs, holding all kinds of treasures, shadows and shadows, fighting each other and fighting each other.

One side of the starry sky, the stars are annihilated, meteorites are everywhere, thunder is surging, the sea of fire is crisscrossed, and the flood is monstrous!

There are also infinite beasts, with hideous minions and teeth, surrounded by fierce light, and between the fights, the blood is like a waterfall, spanning thousands of miles across the starry sky.

Between the battles, corpses were everywhere, rivers of red blood, and a piece of flesh and blood was on the side.

And at this moment, in the distance of the starry sky, a person stepped into the air, held his hand for a while, and threw it down, enveloping the starry sky!

Let's look at that array, the four heavenly gates fell from the sky, each hanging a sword at the door, the sword light surging and surging, the four swords shuttled through the crowd, and everywhere they passed, the blood flowers bloomed, and the immortals fell!

In just a few moments, the entire starry sky turned into a dead field!

In the end, the illusion collapses.

Yu Chen gasped, his expression was horrified, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

And when he calmed down a little, he looked at the fierce sword in his hand.

Only to find that the blue and misty Zhuxian Sword was covered with dense cracks, as if it had been damaged by horror.

I'm shocked!

This group of swords, known as the first fierce sword of the Heavenly Dao, was enough to turn countless immortals, demons, and gods into a sea of corpses and blood, but for some reason, they were all beaten into this cracked appearance.

What happened in those days?

Nobody knows.

Difficult to explore.

Yu Chen reviewed the knowledge in his mind and suddenly found that not to mention the age of the fault.

Even the history of the Eastern Wilderness thousands of years ago is vague in the historical records of the circulating Qi refining realm, as if many important things have been concealed.

It seems that there is an ulterior secret hidden in it......

Sighing, Yu Chen suppressed his thoughts, his mind moved, and the fierce sword in his hand suddenly turned into a chaotic qi, burrowed into the interior of his divine stalk, and floated beside the god fetus of the Emperor Xudu.

was slowly nourished by his natal Qi.

On his own, he sat cross-legged, meditated with his eyes closed, and practiced.

Vaguely, he seemed to feel it.

β€”β€”The realm of the primordial gods, the breakthrough is imminent!

At the same time, beyond heaven and earth.

I don't know where to go.

In the clouds, thick and diffuse, the surrounding is empty, there is no sun, moon and stars, there is no change of time, the only majestic barren mountain, standing in the clouds and dense fog, as if eternal and eternal.

And on the top of this high mountain, there is an old thatched house.

In front of the thatched house, there was a wooden stake, on which a straw rope was tied, and at the end of the straw rope lay a leprosy dog half a man high, curled up on all fours, with his eyes closed, as if he was pretending to sleep.

And next to the stake, two poles were inserted, and a fishing line was straightened on the poles, and three or two pieces of clothing hung on the line, which fluttered slowly with the breeze.

Next to the clothes pole, there is a small vegetable field in a square circle, with vegetable leaves inside, and the business is green and vibrant.

Finally, there is an ancient well, built of gray stone, with a mottled surface, which looks quite old.

Other than that, there was nothing.

It's like an ordinary farmhouse.

- If it were not at the top of this incomparably high mountain.

In front of the thatched house, on a hay futon, an old man in a blue shirt, with white hair and old clothes, was touching a porcelain bowl with wrinkled hands and pinching two bamboo chopsticks.

When I looked closely, there was only half a bowl of rice, a few pieces of dried tofu, and a few green leaves.

But the old man in the blue shirt ate very deliciously, and the rice was stained on the white beard.

In the air, there was silence, except for the thin chewing sound of the old man.

It was peaceful and quiet.

Suddenly, the leper dog at the door suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the fog.

I saw a figure and walked in slowly.

And it seems that the person is dressed in a bright yellow robe, wearing a crown, holding a dust, and the clothes are depicted with mysterious and exquisite lines, and the treasure is full of light.

And his face is even more dignified, not angry and self-assured, and at first glance, he has been in a high position for a long time.

The brilliant and terrifying mysterious aura is condensed in the body, but it is also extremely eye-catching, like the blue sky and the center of the world.

He stepped into the air, took a thousand miles, shrunk into inches, came to the old man in the blue shirt, knelt down, and said nothing.

- It's a rather eerie sight.

A terrifying existence that looked like a powerful being, knelt in front of an idyllic old man, without saying a word.

Time passed little by little, and the old man didn't look up, buying his head and picking up rice, taking one bite after another, and eating it very deliciously.

It wasn't until the last bite of rice that I swallowed it in my stomach that I picked up one of the grains on my beard and stuffed it into my mouth.

Then he got up, fetched a bucket of water in the ancient well, washed the dishes and chopsticks, poured the rest of the water into the vegetable garden, and walked over and gave the leper dog a kick, and then sat back on the futon and looked at the kneeling Taoist.

The latter raised his head, "Teacher, a little heavenly demon, has been discovered, and it has been wiped out - I heard that it was the young master of the Machine Pavilion who went down the mountain that day, found traces, pursued it to Dazhu Village, and killed it all." ”

The old man nodded slightly, but did not speak.

"But the rest of the little heavenly demons have not yet been discovered." The Taoist said again.

"Got it." The old man took out a toothpick and opened his mouth as he picked his teeth.

The Taoist wants to speak and stops.

"Ziyi, if you have something to say, just say it." The old man said.

"Yes!" The Taoist took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, you also know that Tianji Pavilion is the best at heavenly fortune telling, and the disciple is afraid of it...... They borrowed that little heavenly demon and counted it on you and me! That day is unfathomable, immeasurable, and ...... Worried!

Now that you have not yet achieved great things, and you have not yet found the true way of incense, I am afraid that it will be difficult to compete with it......"

As he spoke, he cautiously looked up and looked at the old man's expression.

The old man was not annoyed, and his face did not even change in the slightest, and after listening, he nodded, "Got it." ”

The Taoist known as Ziyi looked anxious, "Teacher......"

"Ziyi, thirty years ago, I asked you to give up your position and fake your death and hide in the world, do you remember?" The old man asked suddenly.

Ziyi Daoist was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Naturally remember, when you found out that the Tianji Pavilion had hidden the true way, and passed down the false way, so that in this world, there is a difference between Jedi and Tiantong, and there is no one who has ascended."

He faked his disciple's death, secretly exploring the true way, intending to reproduce the glory and prosperity of the past. ”

"Hmmm......"

The old man nodded, and said, "Actually, I not only let you fake your death, but also erased all the heavenly causes and effects, so that the fate of you and everyone is broken.

One is to make things easier and to explore the secrets of the truth.

Second, it is for today. ”

Ziyi Daoren was shocked and reacted, "Are you saying that now the disciple has no cause and effect, no matter what happens, the old man of the heavenly machine can't be counted as a disciple?" ”

"No, no, no......" the old man shook his head again and again, "The old immortal, God can reach the sky, this kind of method, but it is difficult to hide from him, I erase your cause and effect, the most important thing is that you and me, with the Holy Land, and everyone, are not entangled in fate."

If everything is revealed, the deduction of the old and immortal will only be counted on you. ”

Ziyi frowned, "Teacher, if the disciple falls into the hands of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, those guys are afraid that they will also have all kinds of means to steal all the memories and cognitions of the disciple." ”

"yes......"

The old man nodded, not denying it, and suddenly changed his words, "Ziyi, last night, when I was asleep, a head of the palace ran in the room to guard the palace and drink lamp oil secretly. Unexpectedly, the palace guard was smart and decisive, cut off his tail, and escaped, so I couldn't catch him. ”

At that moment, Ziyi suddenly raised his head with a shocked look on his face!

"Teacher?!"

"Ziyi, the way to explore the truth, difficult and dangerous, such as crossing thorns and dense forests, with bloodshed, there are always sacrifices." The old man sighed and closed his eyes.

Ziyi Daoist is in a hurry!

How could he still not understand?

The teacher is going to be like the palace guard, breaking his tail to survive!

And he himself, the severed tail!

"Teacher! Teacher, don't! After the disciple saddled the horse for you, he was willing to give up the position of the Holy Lord, just for your great cause, how could you ......"

"Wang!"

Before he finished speaking, a dog barked, interrupting Ziyi Daoren.

He turned his head suddenly, and he didn't know when the leper dog had broken free from the straw rope and came behind him!

A big mouth, terrifying and ferocious, overwhelming!

The richness fades away, completely enveloping the entire mountain.

All that remained was a terrible roar and a howl of pain.

The voice was full of unwillingness, anger, and despair.

Finally, eliminate it completely.

The fog cleared.

On the pure mountain, the peace is still the same.

If I have to say it, the leper dog tied to the stake has an extra white leg bone in its mouth, which gnaws sweetly.

(End of chapter)