Chen Yunsheng shook his head and said calmly: "You are right, Xue Qin is incomprehensible to the Dao, so it is difficult for her to have a higher achievement in the Sword Formation. He glanced at Xu Bailu meaningfully, and said, "Do you want to achieve something in the formation?"

Xu Bailu showed a touch of shame on her cheeks, and said in a low voice: "Master has already taught his disciples a lot of things. There are still many places in the 'Ascending Sword Classic' and 'Dust One Sword' where the disciples are puzzled, so they don't dare to be greedy. ”

The more Chen Yunsheng looked at Xu Bailu, the more pleasing he felt, and took out the book "Returning to Tibet Array" from the Naxu Ring, put it in Xu Bailu's hand, and said: "This book is a thing that the master occasionally gets, since I talked about the formation today, you will have a fate with this thing, take it to understand it well, the formation path is a broad spirit, once you get started, you must study it every day, otherwise it will be like sailing against the current." ”

Xu Bailu stroked the old book cover, the vicissitudes of life on the book cover penetrated into his fingers, he looked excited but speechless, only felt that his throat was choked by something.

Wu Nian in the distance saw this scene in his eyes, and couldn't help shaking the shiny brain, and muttered in his mouth: "I said that you have a fate with the Buddha, and you still deny it in every way, and you can even teach karma and get involved with the fate, and one day let the master save you." ”

At this moment, there was a change in the ring, the hideous expression on the right cheek's face became more and more vigorous, and those black chains became thicker and thicker. The chains gradually gathered around Jiang Xueqin's body, and although they couldn't break through to the circle of sword blades, they didn't prevent the chains from gathering into a huge black ball.

All the black ropes above the ring stretched out into the air, as if they were life-seeking hands from the Nine Shadows. These iron chains continued to squeeze the sword wall around Jiang Xueqin's body, making a creaking sound of metal rubbing, and the hesitation came from the sound of the Nether Behemoth grinding its teeth. At this moment, people could no longer see the picturesque woman at all, only the black cords with the thickness of the arms were squirming, tumbling, and gathering towards the center.

People's sympathy and worry for Jiang Xueqin became more and more, and there were voices of discussion around her. Many people looked at Lu Youqi with a look of disdain in their eyes, and in the hearts of these simple Jinsha people, the hearts of people with beautiful appearances are naturally beautiful. If not, at least the beast-like expression of the right one cannot be associated with kindness.

Gongsun Xing's ears are very good, and he can hear the discussions around him clearly, and he scoffs at these criticisms, but it doesn't mean that he is very satisfied with Youjiao.

Zuo Xiao wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, and too much worry made his face even paler. These actions fell in the eyes of Gongsun Xing, and they all made the prince of Yinsha show a look of disdain.

"Why doesn't he use the 'Secret Earth Dragon Technique'? Isn't it easy to use that technique, why use this dungeon to imprison this woman. Gongsun Xing frowned and said unhappily.

Zuo Ke threw the slightly wet handkerchief in his hand on the coffee table, and his words were still full of respect, but he was no longer courteous, "Senior brother naturally has his thoughts, and I ask my uncle to wait patiently." ”

"Cut! What kind of idea, it's clear that I have taken a fancy to that little girl's skin, and my heart is stronger than mine, something. Gongsun Xing pouted and scolded indignantly.

"Senior brother is only on the stage with three incense sticks, it is still early at the moment, so Uncle Shi might as well add another fragrant tea. Somehow, I think the tea here is exceptionally mellow, and it is twice as strong as the Taixu Palace, and I really don't know how Master Lu Dao chooses tea. Zuo Qi was struggling with the matter.

"This tea is also good, that is the people of the Taixu Palace have no knowledge, next time I will receive good tea for you to take a load or two, a little more knowledge, don't let people laugh." Gongsun Xing said proudly, and before he knew it, he was led to other things by Zuo Ke.

The atmosphere above the North Stand was noticeably more relaxed than in the East and West Stands, which housed the royal family, the generals of the Sands, and the war and civilian officials who managed the ring. Don't talk about war cultivation, even these civil officials who have not cultivated are also well-informed, at least on the surface, they don't show a look of surprise.

Liu Shengsheng kept rubbing the Pixiu of a piece of jasper in his hand, and Pixiu's eyes were blood-red, as if the color did not exist in heaven and earth. Today's fighting method made him feel a lot of emotion, and he suddenly felt that he was old, and the rising stars in the world were endless. The young people in Longchuan are better than the other, which makes him faintly have a trace of love.

The crown prince Liu Shijian on the right hand side next to him stared at the black chains in the ring, without saying a word, and the expression on his face was like frost.

Liu Shengsheng turned his head, looked at the first son of his own heirs to enter the Yuan Baby, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Liu Shijian still looked at everything that happened in the ring, and said silently: "I wonder if my cultivation can reach such heights when I was young. ”

Liu Shengsheng said, "Are you old now?"

Liu Shijian turned his head, lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully: "Aren't you old? Among mortals, people who can live to be 100 years old are already very old, very old." ”

"But we are monks. Liu Shengsheng added.

"In my hundred years, the time spent on cultivation has taken up six or seven tenths, and Rao is like this, and there are still many assistants from Wai Dan to reach this realm. If you are an ordinary monk, you can't say that ninety percent of your time is spent on cultivation. What's the use of living for 500 years?" Liu Shijian spoke deferentially, but he had his own thoughts between his words.

"What have you been thinking all day?" Liu Shengsheng was stunned, but he didn't expect his eldest son to say such a thing.

Liu Shijian poured a cup of tea for his father, the green tea leaves rose and fell in the teacup, and he said slowly: "Father, I often think about the meaning of God letting monks come to the world. Do you really want to be the master of this world?"

"Otherwise, so what?" asked Liu Shengsheng.

"Shi Jian Bucai, he thinks that the only meaning of monks coming to the world is to protect, in order to protect the existence of this side of the living beings, if the living beings are not there, we have no meaning of existence. Liu Shijian said in a deep voice.

Liu Shengsheng was dumbfounded when he heard this, he didn't know how his son could have such an unbelievable idea, looking at Liu Shijian's clear face, he muttered: "In Jinsha, being your prince is the best protection for this living being." ”

Liu Shijian was about to answer, but he heard a loud sound of a landslide cracking in the ring, and the two hurriedly looked at the ring. I saw that the huge black chain ball seemed to break through the heavy sword wall and quickly converge towards the center. The black sphere collapsed very quickly, and many people felt sorry, and even Liu Shijian couldn't help but hold his wrist tightly until the skin became white and bloody.

Just when the black rope collapsed in Fang Yuanzhangxu, a touch of green light was revealed from the heavy black curtain, although the light was small, but it was extremely bright, and then the second and third wisps broke through the wall one after another, and the black rope collapsed completely.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and people held their breath and quietly looked at the black rope in the ring like a dead thing. The right man on the ring ruffled his loose hair, looked at the black rope in a daze, and showed a trace of incomprehension in his eyes, in his heart, it was clear that he was holding the victory, why did the dungeon technique fail again.

At this moment, the black chain ball began to shake violently, and a light penetrated through the sky, and before people could see what was going on, Jiang Xueqin and the long sword turned into one, the huge sword body flashed with dazzling light, and rushed towards the stunned right skew, the sword blade swept over the black rope above the ring, just like the autumn wind to the fallen leaves, those black ropes were all cut off, and then fell into the dust, disappearing invisible.

Just when people were still immersed in the sadness of Jiang Xueqin's death, in the face of this sudden change, a person stood up on the west stand, it was Gongsun Xing. He shouted desperately: "You, don't come to see me if you kid loses!!"

This sound woke you up from his horror, and his eyes were now full of the light of the huge flying sword. Right Ke's hands slapped the countertop, the violent impact caused the muscles of his hands to be torn, blood went deep into the table, and the black chains that lowered their heads in dejection raised their heads again, and quickly gathered in front of Lu Youke's body, gradually gathering in front of him into a black shield.

Jiang Xueqin's eyes were full of determination, and the flying sword merged with herself, rushing towards the black shield. The slight obstruction from the chains was so insignificant in her mind. She had completed this ultimate sword technique in the dungeon just now, and although there were several ways to break the wall, she liked to use a sword.

The black shield let out a burst of wails, and the black rope summoned by Youqi with blood only made Jiang Xueqin slow down by half a minute. After two breaths, the shield was torn apart, but the right side behind the shield had disappeared, leaving a gust of wind in vain.

The huge blade swept into the ring where it had been waiting, tearing through the thick layer of dark iron on the surface, pushing aside the bluestone slab, leaving a large pit with a radius of ten zhang on the loess. Surrounded by smoke and dust, Jiang Xueqin retracted her body and stood in the wind, like a fairy in the river.

"Is it over?"

People stood up and scrutinized the ring, trying to see through the layers of dust to see what was going on with Youqi. Time slowed down, the raised earth froze in the air, and it didn't fall, and the scene was suffocating for a while.

Gongsun Xing on the west stand and Chen Yunsheng on the east stand both stood with their heads in anticipation, and their eyes intertwined from time to time, and they burst out with a burst of electric light and flint.

Jiang Xueqin's hand pinched, slowly and rhythmically, she didn't know where the right side of the road was, it was certain that the sword did not hurt the other party. Like a ghost hidden in the darkness, she could fight back at any moment, and she had to prepare for the coming storm.