They were here when the twenty-second Sword Venerable Shen Hao of the Kunlun Sword Sect succeeded to the throne, and now that the twenty-fourth Sword Venerable has succeeded them, they have also come.

Beitang watched the lord of Penglai Island fall on a cold night, and as soon as the white jade carved chess pieces left his fingertips and landed on the chessboard, they seemed to turn into stars, emitting a white glow.

By the lotus pond, the wind rises from outside the sky, blowing a pool of ripples.

The voice of the owner of Penglai Island sounded, still not contaminated with the slightest fireworks in the world, he said: "I came to Kunlun just to send a congratulatory gift, He Kunlun has a new master." ”

In addition to this chessboard, there is also steaming tea and a book next to the wooden table where the two of them are sitting.

The scroll is broken, and it seems that it has gone through countless years, and there is a kind of divinity that is very similar to the aura of the owner of Penglai Island.

When the wind blew the pages, the cover was lifted slightly, and the three words "Bing Xinjue" on it were clearly printed in the eyes of those Penglai followers standing on the steps.

Beitang's eyes on a cold night were also attracted by the lifted pages, and the three words on the cover caught in his eyes, with a sense of stability.

Ever since he stepped into the Tribulation Period, the burning intent of killing in his heart has become stronger than before, and the sound of urging him to draw his sword and kill all living beings and dye the whole world in blood red echoes in his ears all the time.

The path of killing is the path of killing, and with each step forward, the path becomes narrower, and the boundary between sobriety and outright madness of killing becomes smaller and smaller, and the cultivator's mind pulls between the two every moment.

"Becoming a god and becoming a demon is all in the thought of Jian Zun."

When the owner of Penglai Island said "becoming a god and becoming a demon", in the lotus pond behind the Jade Void Palace, the lotus flower switched between light and darkness in an instant.

One moment it was crystal clear, the lotus leaves were blue, and the next moment it turned a heavy black from the petals to the lotus heart, and the water in the pond also turned black and red.

The wind was blowing by the pool, and the wind and clouds were changing, and Beitang was staring at the "Ice Heart Jue", no matter how strong the wind blew from all over his body, the robe on his body did not move at all.

The light and darkness on the chessboard were entangled, and with a wave of Penglai Island's hand, the lotus pond returned to its original color, and the heaven and earth were quiet again.

Only then did he look at the cold night of Beitang again, and said: "Ordinary people cultivate the killing path, and after the mad demon, they will harm one place at most, but if the Kunlun Sword Venerable falls into the mad demon, it will endanger the four realms and three seas." ”

Shen Hao's last time in Kunlun was dead, but he couldn't control his killing heart, and used "Ice Heart Technique" to suppress it.

The gift that Penglai gave him when he took over Kunlun became the last seal that restricted him.

"I've taken this gift." Beitang said in the cold night. As his words fell, the "Ice Heart Formula" placed on the side of the chessboard disappeared, and it was as if nothing had happened by the pool. Jian Zun, who held the sunspot, once again fell on the unfinished chess game, "I don't know if Penglai wants to return immediately after giving the gift, or stay to watch the ceremony?" ”

The owner of Penglai Island showed an elegant smile, like a lotus flower blooming in an instant, and said: "It's rare to come out once, of course, I stayed to watch the ceremony." ”

Beitang Hanye withdrew his hand and looked up at him.

The two people sitting opposite each other by the lotus pond are like chess pieces on a chessboard, one is like a deep night, and the other is like a bright moon.

It's just that it was the turn of the island owner to fall into the son, but he didn't make a move, a burst of brilliance flashed in his purple glass-like eyes, and then there was an extra white child on the chessboard.

The discolored chess pieces landed in the chess position of Beitang's cold night, disrupting his layout out of thin air.

The island owner lowered his eyelashes, his purple eyes stared at the white child that fell on the chessboard out of thin air, and said softly: "It seems that the gift for Jianzun will be used soon." ”

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There is still a day left before the succession ceremony, and the number of monks in the Tibetan Scripture Hall has increased unabated, and the waves caused by the collision between the young master of Jinling and the young master of Yaochi have completely dissipated.

Like Zong Mo and Ning Shaoyou, there are not a few people who have found a companion with a higher cultivation realm than themselves to cheat, and the monk always has the spirit of challenging the limit and fearless to death, so before the succession ceremony begins, the people of the Tibetan Scripture Hall will calculate the time to drive them out, so as not to consume too much divine thought, pale and vomit blood, and even be unable to attend the succession ceremony.

With the time limit, everyone felt more and more urgent, and they wanted to suck all the mental law books in their hands into their stomachs like a sponge absorbing water.

The same is true for Zong Mo and Ning Shaoyou, sitting under the bookshelf, both gritting their teeth and looking at the classics in their hands, but after a day, they have changed from two beautiful sons to two sick ghosts who seem to have tuberculosis, their faces are pale, their eyes are bloodshot, and their foreheads are bruised.

It makes sense that there are realm restrictions on the mental law books in the Tibetan Scripture Hall, and they are not allowed to read books that are too difficult for their realm, lest these young monks vomit blood and faint here.

The two of them watched it for a day and a night, and they were already close to the limit, but what they thought in their hearts was a race against time, and it would be good to be able to read one more page. It wasn't until a corner of the red robe appeared in the bloodshot vision, and a familiar aura came to them, that the two of them pulled out of the state of forcing themselves and squeezing their limits.

As soon as they looked up, the two books in their hands were taken away, and the man in red stood in front of them, holding the two books that were still in their hands before. Then, with a casual hand, the two books flew up, and they consciously returned to where they had been.

After doing all this, Chu Yiyang lowered his eyes and saw that the two people sitting on the ground seemed to come back to their senses.

Compared to him, the two of them were like being locked up in a secret realm and tortured for months.

After confirming that it was him, Ning Shaoyou closed his eyes again on the ground, put on a meditative posture and settled, digesting the things he had seen before. And Zong Mo rubbed his eyes, and while getting up from the ground, he asked, "When?" Ceremony? ”

Chu Yiyang said: "It's still early. ”

After meeting his younger brother, he did not return to the Jade Tower, but stayed in the Golden Pavilion under the Yao Pond, and after exchanging tokens in Xie Changle's eyes, he listened to him play music.

Born and raised in this world, and taught and practiced by Qin Zun, he naturally played the music well, and even the birds and birds returning to the nest in the evening were attracted to it.

Xie Changle noticed the injury on his body, and wanted to use the sound of the piano to regulate him, but with little success, after listening to Chu Yiyang make up the reason for the injury, he also knew that he couldn't cure his injury with his own realm, so he invited him to return to the south.

"My piano can't cure my eldest brother, my dad can!"

Thinking of his sworn assurance, a little smile appeared on Chu Yiyang's lips.

Although he was going to ask for his father, it was at least better than the "breaking and standing" of the cold night in Beitang.

He talked with his younger brother who was finally found in the Golden Pavilion and slept on the same bed, and only went back to the Jade Tower the next day to change his clothes, and remembered that the two people who must have been in the Tibetan Scripture Hall all night, so he came over.

Zong Mo was originally rubbing his face, wanting to sober himself up, but after listening to him, he put down his hand and said, "Brother Ying still remembers us, and I thought that you and the young master of Yaochi hit it off at first sight, and you forgot about us when you quickly forwarded to the brotherhood." ”

"Of course I do." Chu Yiyang lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, "After all, I can't help but look at the classics that you can't read now, and if you die, it will be counted on my head." ”

"I won't die." Zong Mo snorted, put down his hand, and pointed at Ning Shaoyou, "Where is Shaoyou?" For sword cultivators, the sword spectrum in the Tibetan Scripture Hall is nothing, and waiting until tomorrow's ceremony Beitang Sword Venerable will leave his sword intent on the heavenly wall is the main thing. The heavenly wall is the most powerful sword of the past generations, even if Shaoyou wants to die, he will die after reading those swords. ”

"Enough!" Ning Shaoyou couldn't go any further, opened his eyes and said, "Are you finished?" ”

Dead, dead.

Seeing that the two of them were fine, and they still had the strength to talk about it, Chu Yiyang turned around and went to the miscellaneous area.

Ning Shaoyou stood up and walked out behind him with Zong Mo.

There are other people in the hall who have been here for two days and three nights, afraid that tomorrow the hall will be rude if the spirit is not good, they are all getting up one after another to return the book and leave, Chu Yiyang's eyes swept over them, feeling like people who have been surfing the Internet all night and are unwilling to leave when they leave.

He entered the Miscellaneous Section, this time intending to find books on the Netherworld.

Zong Ning and the others, who came in behind him, saw that he didn't look at anything else at all, only looked at miscellaneous classics, and picked something related to the netherworld, Zong Mo couldn't help but say, "Brother Ying, what are you doing with these?" ”

As he spoke, he walked over to him and flipped over.

Chu Yiyang said: "Look at the truth of this world." ”

He has already tried, and he can't forcibly break away with his younger brother Ah Ye, so he can only go one way to the end and completely connect the plot to get through. The Netherworld is the darkest and most indispensable part of this world, and after reading the annotated version of "Yuan Gongfu's Miscellaneous Records", he wants to look for some useful clues again.

Ning Shaoyou walked over and said, "There are very few records about the Netherworld, and most of them don't know whether it's true or not, but the ghost path is transmitted from the Netherworld. ”

However, how it was transmitted and how it developed has been very long, and most of the information has been sealed in the dust. The Three Sects of the Ghost Dao had avoided the Three Seas thousands of years ago, and he wanted to know about the Netherworld, or it was better to find someone in the Ghost Dao.

Listening to his words, Chu Yiyang stood in front of the bookshelf, remembering that when he fell from the passage with Xu Yu, he saw a lot of questions at a glance, and it was indeed a good idea to ask him.

The two listened to him and said, "If I have a chance to catch someone, I will ask." ”

Seeing that he continued to look for books, Zong Mo tugged at Ning Shaoyou's sleeve, and then his divine sense transmitted to him: "He pays so much attention to the ghost path, could it be that he wants to break through and stand up, change his course, and change to the ghost path?" ”

Ning Shaoyou showed a vigilant expression, the two of them originally planned to go back to wash and rest, but now they dispelled this idea and decided to be cautious and accompany Chu Yiyang here, lest he go the wrong way.

This was another night.

The first rays of sunlight shone in through the high windows the next morning and shone on the bookshelves, and the two of them, who followed Chu Yiyang to flip through these miscellaneous classics on the bookshelf, raised their heads with him, and then heard the ancient and distant bells ringing outside.

The succession ceremony is about to begin.

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Chapter 36

As soon as the three of them came out of the scripture hall, they looked up and saw the sword light weaving, all in the direction of Kunlun Peak.

Chu Yiyang said to go, and the three of them picked up their magic weapons in the leisurely Hong Zhong and flew in the same direction.

Kunlun Peak, Yuxu Palace.

Hidden in the vast platform of the rising sun and clouds, there are constantly sects watching the ceremony falling.

The place where Jian Zun lives is not something that ordinary people have the opportunity to come, and not everyone has the opportunity to see today's succession ceremony, so the faces of those slightly younger monks in the team are full of excitement.

In contrast, the disciples of the Kunlun Sword Sect were much more stable.

Chu Yiyang and Zong Ning flew from the Tibetan Scripture Hall, but in an instant, they soon came to the sea of clouds.

As soon as they came out of the sea of clouds, the three of them saw the morning sun shining overhead, dyeing the entire Kunlun peak golden red. And the monks who landed on the viewing platform were also like coming to participate in the assembly of the immortals, and they were in groups in the mist.

The Hehuan Sect, the Tianqin Sect, and the Mingyang Sword Sect were in three different places, so after the three of them arrived, they quickly parted ways and went to their own sects.

In the procession of watching the ceremony, the Hehuan Sect is still easy to find, and the reddest piece of the cloud is.

When Chu Yiyang pressed the sword light, he also saw Yao Chi in the front row, saw Xie Changle sitting in the middle position, looked back in his direction, his eyes lit up when he saw his figure, and waved his hand to this side.

Everyone in the north watched this scene in silence.

Just now, the young master of the Hehuan Sect came with the young master of the Tianqin Sect and the first disciple of the Mingyang Sword Sect, and now he has a close relationship with the young master of Yaochi, is he planning to change his previous way of cultivation after being seriously injured and embark on the orthodox path of the Hehuan Sect?

didn't care about these eyes that fell on him, after Chu Yiyang nodded to his younger brother, his eyes naturally looked at the Penglai people who were in the middle of the viewing procession.

The distribution of the viewing seats on the cloud platform is respected by the heads of the four realms of Kunlun, Yaochi, Penglai, and Da Lei Yin Temple, followed by the subordinate forces of each realm like Hehuan Sect. And because the identity of the owner of Penglai Island is the most noble, it is ranked in the middle, and on both sides are Yaochi and Da Leiyin Temple.

Chu Yiyang saw the Penglai Island Lord sitting in the middle of the four seats at a glance.

Although it was just a back, seeing the long silver hair that looked like a match, and remembering that Penglai, who Zong Mo and Ning Shao had lobbied, was a god descendant, and was born with silver hair and purple eyes, Chu Yiyang guessed that he didn't leave a god monarch in the world with a testable appearance, maybe he looked like this.

They appear in the plot that should not appear, and the system does not have more information about them, maybe I will have to find an opportunity to contact this mysterious Penglai Island owner to see what clues he is involved in.

The red-clothed man landed on the seat of the Hehuan Sect and sat down behind the only empty low table, behind which sat his four maids.

The bells on the sea of clouds had not stopped, Chu Yiyang squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the Jade Void Palace, and asked, "Everyone is here?" ”

"It's all right." The white-clothed maid, kneeling behind him, replied.

The next moment, the bell from the Jade Void Palace struck the last three times, and at the last sound, a slender black figure appeared at the door of the main hall, and today's protagonist appeared.