Every newcomer who joins the bookstore will get a meaningful souvenir from the director of the bureau on the day of his official entry, and what Chu Yiyang got was this model's ancient unintelligent system.

Under the premise that every employee in the bureau is equipped with an artificial intelligence system, such a souvenir really can't play any light and heat, but the director who handed it to him has a smile on his round face like Maitreya Buddha, looks at him with the eyes of a close junior, and advises: "Every souvenir has meaning, as for what is the meaning, it is up to you to discover it yourself." ”

Chu Yiyang, who did not have his father's participation in the whole process of growing up, put part of his feelings for his father on the director of the bureau as a teacher, because of this sentence, he kept this personal system with him, but he didn't expect to really find the meaning of its existence this time.

He was able to come in and save people with the confidence to come in and save people, thanks to it.

The Bai Yulou ship flew towards the Hehuan Sect smoothly and quickly, and the system that had completed a revolutionary upgrade spoke again: "Now is the round Huan Sect? ”

"Yes." Chu Yiyang regained some of the feeling of being a partner with the intelligent system, and asked rhetorically when he heard this, "What?" ”

"The hidden side plot of Hehuan Sect is about to open, and the current plot exploration degree is 1%, and the exploration degree is 99%."

“……”

For a while, Chu Yiyang didn't know whether to praise it for being able to detect hidden branches after it was upgraded, or should he sigh that the Hehuan Sect still had a hidden plot.

Originally, I thought that the young master of the Hehuan Sect, who had no such person in the three chapters of the random appearance, was a marginal figure, but now it seems that things are not as simple as imagined.

He once again changed his opinion of the "souvenirs" handed over to him by the director.

It seems that even when there is no upgrade, there is something about this ancient model of personal system.

In the sky above the exit of the secret realm, the clouds are thousands of miles, showing a thick ink color like night.

There was a devastating thunder brewing in the clouds, the aura of heaven and earth turned into ten thousand angry waves, and the white jade building ship seemed to be sailing in the sea, ignoring the golden thunder and lightning flickering among the clouds, and flew out thousands of miles away in an instant.

Everyone who remained outside the entrance of the secret realm looked at this never-before-seen scene of catastrophe, and their hearts were horrified.

Their bearded robes were moved by the strong wind, and they were so blown that they could hardly open their eyes, but they did not want to take their eyes off, and they were all guessing in their hearts how powerful this thunder must be.

Each of the Mahayana monks of the Four Realms and Three Seas has been famous for a long time, and under the Mahayana, although the monks of the Tribulation Period are not as rare as the former, they have also practiced for hundreds of years.

Coming out of the secret realm, the sword that reappeared in front of the world was not as unstoppable as he descended on Aoba Mountain Castle that day, but much more restrained.

He was wearing a silver-white robe today, which was still embroidered with his signature thousand-petal heavy lotus, and the lotus crown, the star-holding chain, and the Qiankun Sword had not changed, but on that perfect face that was crowned with four realms, there was a black strip of cloth three fingers wide that covered his eyes.

Standing in the wind, he slowly raised his head and "looked" into the sky, and it was this action that made everyone feel as if they were watching a sword emerge from the icy pool.

The originally restrained sword intent stabbed towards Siye unhindered.

Not to mention a young disciple who is still a shallow cultivator, even an elder who has been immersed in the Tribulation Realm for a long time can't force this figure to look at.

In the secret realm, he was seriously injured on the day he rounded up the heaven-level Kui Long, and he lost his trace for a while, and at this moment, a pair of eyes seemed to be unable to see, but the person who had taken that step that countless people could not imagine in their lives rose with a chilling sword light!

This silver-white figure stood between heaven and earth, not so much that he was cultivating a sword, but that a sword turned into a human form.

"Stand back!" The elders raised their sleeves in front of them, and they all reacted very quickly and hurriedly retreated dozens of miles with the disciples around them.

The next moment, I heard the thunder in the sky tearing through the stagnant air, followed by countless bursting dragon groans, and the thunder turned into a golden dragon in the sky, attacking the people on the ground!

"Master!" I don't know which disciple who risked losing his eyes and glanced in that direction in the midst of his retreat, shouted, "That's ——! ”

The elders of the various sects who were busy protecting their disciples were shocked, and they all looked towards the cold night of the North Hall where they were traversing, and saw that the sword intent vacated from his body did not turn into the frost dragon that everyone was familiar with, but turned into his true form.

His figure suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth.

The unrivaled sword intent spread from his body, on the blade of the sword, on the black hair, and even from behind the black cloth that blindfolded him.

At the same time, whether it was Su Jianzun who was guarding by the blood pool, Prison Shura who was far away in the Demon Domain Imperial City, Yan Xun who was looking for joy in the world, or the Ghost Dao Sect Master who was far away, they all looked in this direction with feeling.

The southern Yaochi Qinzun raised his head, the golden Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple in the west was eye-catching, and the temple in the castle of Aoba Mountain suddenly shone brightly.

The golden light rose to the sky, lit up the eyes of mortals in the city, and led to the outer heavens, paving a brilliant road to the sky.

Everyone's hearts trembled, even the elders who had cultivated during the Tribulation Period couldn't help but tremble when they saw this road to heaven-

Only when the road is clear, pointing directly to the sky, and the person who will definitely ascend in the coming day will see his road to heaven when he crosses the tribulation!

They originally thought that Kunlun had suffered heavy losses this time, three of the seven great masters had died, one was missing, and their strength had been greatly reduced, but now as soon as Beitang returned from the cold night, one person would be worth the seven of them after the catastrophe!

As for the outcome of this catastrophe, the moment he took out his sword, the end was already doomed.

Even the power of heaven and earth, the thousands of tribulation thunders that came to him to sharpen on behalf of the way of heaven could not withstand this sword.

The sword covered with black cloth in his eyes was sacrificed with a sword, and his heaven and earth law was also a plain sword sacrifice, but between heaven and earth, it was an instantaneous killing.

The green onions, which were originally the end of summer, faded their colors in an instant, and the cicadas suddenly stopped, and the cold seemed to freeze even the thunder in the sky, and the golden dragon body trembled, and then collapsed into countless pieces!

The people were speechless, but they saw the thunder rising again in the clouds.

I saw that the nine thunderbolts that had become more fiery than the previous ones were rushing towards the cold night of the North Hall again, and they were still slashed by this sword!

……

Before and after, ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderstorms could not pass the sword of Beitang's cold night, and they could not get close to his body.

When the last thunderstorm also disappeared, even if the tribulation clouds were unwilling, they could only dissipate in the sky with the sound of thunder.

The unique figure seemed to glance towards the sky, and then turned into sword light and retracted back.

The wind dissipated, and the silver-white hem embroidered with a thousand petals of heavy lotus fell back to the ground.

The man who had already crossed this realm, but could not find out how far he had taken this step, stood in place, his eyes still covered with the black strip of cloth.

No matter how fast he crossed, the breath of the other person also dissipated in the air, and it was impossible to trace it.

Standing in the distance, the people who had seen this tragedy that they didn't know how to describe it in words watched him put the Qiankun sword into its sheath and took a step forward.

With this step, the aura of slaughter between heaven and earth cleared, and with this figure as the center, various colors and vitality returned to the earth.

The youngest sword immortal in the four realms and three seas walked forward, and the corners of his robe brushed against a peach blossom that had bloomed on the side.

In an instant, the peach blossoms bloomed again, scorching their bloom.

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Aoba Mountain Castle, in front of the blood pool.

Su Jianzun looked at his most outstanding and only disciple and asked, "How do you feel when you cross this realm and see that path?" ”

Beitang sat with him on a cold night, Ruoshui Jianzhen was in the middle of the blood pool, and the blue brilliance gilded Su Jianzun's silhouette with a layer of light, and the face of the sword was also reflected in a faint blue.

He replied, "When I saw that path, the disciple knew how far he was from it. ”

Su Jianzun nodded slightly and smiled with satisfaction: "People are like this, the more you know, the more you understand your ignorance, and the more you know how to be in awe." After taking over the position of Sword Venerable, you need to practice more diligently, and you must not slack off. ”

"Yes." Beitang bowed his head in the cold night, and in front of him, he was still like the young boy who had just entered the kendo, "The disciple respectfully obeys the teachings of the master." ”

The sword cultivation of the Killing Dao is always honing the sword heart, so the cultivation of the state of mind is always beyond the entire great realm than the true cultivation.

Others who survived the Heavenly Tribulation entered the early stage of the Tribulation, and as soon as he broke through the realm, he directly entered the middle stage of the Tribulation.

But even though he was one step away from the final barrier, he didn't know how long he would have to trek before he could get there, just like sitting in front of his master at this moment, he still couldn't see the depth of his master.

In the last realm, it is difficult to climb the sky, this is not a lie.

Su Jianzun looked at him, and from the moment he stepped into the underground hall on a cold night in the North Hall, he had seen the changes in his disciple's body.

He's taken another big step, already surpassing many people, and now it's even more difficult for his peers to match.

At the same time, there were other changes in him.

For example, he has something other than a sword in his heart.

After inferring from what happened to his disciple in the secret realm, Su Jianzun opened his mouth: "Cold night, do you have any questions you want to ask as a teacher?" ”

"The disciple is confused."

Beitang Hanye raised his head and looked at the boundless black fog in front of him, feeling that he was still in the secret realm of a rainy night, but there was no other person by his side.

When he spoke, there was a rare hint of astringency in his voice that had never wavered, "Why did the master leave a warning back then, so that those who entered the Killing Dao should not be emotional?" ”

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The author has something to say:

8.6

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I feel like it's too late today, because I wrote it myself late, and I didn't proofread my sister here.

Tomorrow I'll fight for a double shift!

Xiao Minghe listened to my plot that day and complained that Brother Chu was a fake Hehuan Sect member, and Uncle Xiao was the real Hehuan Sect person.

Think about it, how can there be such a young master of the Hehuan Sect, next time I will simply write that the young master of the Hehuan Sect will wear the cultivation realm without the Hehuan Sect.

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Young Master: Didn't my father let me make good friends-

Sword Spirit: Then you have to get off someone's lap first!

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Chapter 24

Su Jianzun didn't answer his question, but looked up at the void.

There, it seems that the stone bricks above his head can't stop his gaze, and he can directly see the sunset on the horizon.

The sword venerable, whose white hair was like snow, but whose face was still young and handsome, said slowly: "At the beginning, when I took over the position of Sword Venerable from your ancestor, your ancestor said that after him, Kunlun would usher in a more severe era. The Sword Sect needed both a different ruler from him and a sharper sword. ”

"A different ruler from the previous sword" naturally refers to him as a successor, while "a sharper sword" naturally refers to the next sword.

For the words of the first former Sword Venerable who took the Killing Dao to the extreme and also brought the prestige of the Kunlun Sword Sect to the extreme, all the peaks and veins began to search for excellent seedlings who could inherit his Killing Dao.

- Even if it means that they have to break away from the glory of this peak, change their course and worship to the top of Kunlun.

Everyone knew very well that the battle within the Sword Sect was a competition between the various peaks and veins, and it was never a battle with the Kunlun Peak.

If he can produce a sword, even if he can't succeed him as a sword venerable, Benfeng's status will increase linearly.

The four sizuo are already old, and they can't shelter their children and grandchildren for a long time, and the girl who poisoned Beitang on a cold night in the secret realm probably thinks the same thing. With this connection with Jianzi, even if he can't become his Taoist companion in the end, his own vein can still rely on his protection, and the glory is still there.