The green leaves are facing the sun, the flowers are gorgeous, the cicadas in the middle of summer seem to be very noisy in the mountains and forests, and the fish swimming in the four corners jump out of the water from time to time, curious to be full of scorching steaming heat.

The clear and meandering water murmurs along the dog-like riverbank, and the figures of people get closer, dispersing the curious swimming fish and breaking the rhythmic sound of the water.

The emaciated old man walked with a young man with a blue nose and swollen face on his back, carrying a wine gourd in his hand, not taking a sip, the pungent smell of wine made the young man frown.

"Look at your point, the eldest husband should bring a three-foot sword to make immortal achievements, the young man is arrogant, how can he not like to drink, he can't drink?"

"I don't want to be a big husband, when I listen to books outside the teahouse, Nan Nuo hates the big husband the most, saying that they are stupid and don't know how to be flexible!"

The old man said the east, and the young man paid attention to the west, and there was a bright brilliance in his swollen eyes, and he held a small fist, which was indeed aroused, but it was very different from the old man's purpose of persuading him to drink.

"Apprentice, Nan Nuo's girl is really good, but she is a demon, and you, you are a Kunlun disciple, people and demons have different paths, you can't be together!"

"If I can't be together, if I can't be together, what sword will I learn......?

The old man chuckled and glanced at the young man with his teeth and claws, and continued to swim upstream, and the wine in the gourd seemed to never be exhausted.

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the young man who was dancing with his teeth was quiet, and gradually fell asleep on the old man's shoulder, hooking the corners of his mouth, dreaming, not muttering the name of his sweetheart.

Time passed silently, many years have passed, the old man is still like that, but the young man has grown up, learned his skills, and has a career, but the old man is gone......

The river is still murmuring, Luoyang stood in place for a long time, stepped forward, stepped forward, stepped on the footprints of Qi Tianxiang, against the flowing water, and gradually approached the brocade of flowers.

The river out of the green ridge, the green ridge attracts the clouds, there is a flying rainbow hanging between the clouds, under the rainbow light, the clear water of the Mei, there are Yi people standing quietly, the demeanor is dignified, the face is like a flower, it is the common thought of an old and a young.

"Master ......"

A long sigh and a soft cry sounded in the winding and dark path, Nan Nuo's eyes widened, he couldn't wait, and wanted to help him, but he was stopped by Gu Chen when he took a step.

"Get out of the way!"

Mo Yan was surging, Nan Nuo slowly raised his palm, and pointed to the sword, raising his eyebrows.

Gu Chen recognized this sword, so he didn't let it, chewing the words in his heart, wanting to dissuade Nannuo, who was concerned about chaos.

"I can't let it, for the sake of Uncle Xiao, and for you, there is no attachment or no demon, this formation is nine deaths for the cultivators of the human race, and ten deaths for the demon race, you can't save the little uncle, but will implicate him!"

The scorching and dazzling purple rhyme dispersed, Nan Nuo put down his sword fingers, stared at Luoyang's back, clenched his fists tightly, and such an anxious appearance made Kunlun's children change their opinion of her slightly.

Song Zidie looked at Nan Nuo's palm, slammed Liu Ziqian with her elbow, and said softly: "Did she use Kunlun's love sword just now?"

Liu Ziqian glanced at Nan Nuo, shook his head and said nothing, he couldn't be sure if it was just a starting move, and even if it was true, he couldn't admit that Kunlun's sword was passed on to the demon clan, how should these disciples around him think of Uncle Xiao?

Blindness and lawlessness may be the first signs of re-emergence......

Gu Chen looked at Luoyang's back, thinking that it was indeed the senior who had passed away.

Luoyang will have a lot of swords, but he doesn't know how to love swords, Nannuo's sword should be passed on by Uncle Taishi, but why did he pass on Nannuo's love sword?

At this time, Luoyang, who was still and motionless, took another step forward, and then did not stop again, slowly approaching the deep shadow, and knocked nine times on a piece of masonry for a large number of moments.

The gold and silver treasures vanished, and the path was still the same crooked path, but there were countless bones on both sides, people, gods, and demons.

The Kunlun disciple couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, turned around to look, and just saw the witch pounce on the little uncle "regardless of shame", and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, looking at each other puzzled.

Uncle Xiao is good at everything, but why did he fall in love with a witch?

"Don't relax, go slowly, I have written down this formation, and after returning to Kunlun, I will ask Uncle Zixuan to change and arrange it, and then you can practice, it will be beneficial and harmless." ”

Luoyang whispered, picking up Nan Nuo dotingly as he spoke, and walked towards the darkness, Gu Chen followed with a wry smile, followed by Song Zidie, Liu Xiao and Kunlun disciples.

This dark corridor was much longer than anyone had imagined, and no one knew exactly how far they had traveled, and finally they could see the bright light in the distance.

It was a golden light, dotted with bright starlight, which fell obliquely on the high platform in the hall, reflecting the things on the table.

The long black table, there seems to be something engraved on the table, and there are pen, ink, paper, and inkstone books on the table, each of which is full of vicissitudes.

Luoyang looked around, took a few steps forward, and attracted the aura to fall into a dark place, fireworks lit up in the dark, bright light dispelled the darkness, illuminated the stone wall, and the font of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing came into view.

"One word in the book, the number of fortunes can be calculated, draw a picture, and the destiny is exhausted. ”

Luoyang retracted his gaze, walked to the high platform first, skimmed the four times of the world carved on the table, gently brushed off the rolled up paper, Nannuo studied ink, Luoyang took the pen, thought slightly, and wrote the word "sword" on the paper.

The rights and wrongs of his experience are all because of the sword, and since it is a question of word and luck, this word should be a sword.

The ink color is scattered onto the paper and turned into two words, "Providence".

Nan Nuo raised his eyebrows slightly, pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, saw Luoyang handed over the pen, thought about it, wrote a love word, the knuckles holding the pen were white, and stared at the paper.

The ink color was scattered into the paper again, and the strokes were redrawn, so that Nannuo hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and gently read it to Luoyang.

"In the end, they will become married, and they will never leave. ”

Luoyang's brows also stretched, glanced at the book on the table, picked it up curiously, and walked off the high platform with Nannuo on the other side, looking at it casually.

"Let's try it all, one by one, it's a matter of luck, don't look at what you shouldn't see. ”

Liu Ziqian walked up to the high platform, looked at the paper and smiled, and left calmly, but Song Zidie frowned, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "Why is he? fake, fake, not credible!"

There are joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows, Liu Xiao watched quietly beside Gu Chen, did not go to the high platform, for fear of leading to something else, and when everyone went through the motions, Gu Chen came to the stage and painted a picture, it was himself.

When the ink color spreads, a cloud map first appears, through which is Kunlun Mountain, and finally Gu Chen, but after changing his clothes, it is not a sword robe but a Taoist robe of the master, and the left hand is the dust of Wuchen......

Gu Chen shook his head, not sad or happy, because this was expected, he thought about it, looked at Luoyang and Nannuo, and drew a second painting.

The ink color changed, and finally it became a sword, similar to the Heavenly Sword, but there were more golden lines on the blade of the sword, and the whole paper was wiped out with a sword.

"Lean ......"

In front of everyone's eyes, Gu Chen put down the ink pen in a reluctant voice, calmly walked off the high platform, and walked towards Luoyang.

Luoyang and Nan Nuo looked at the book, Gu Chen probed curiously, looked at the fine and irregular numbers in the book, and said softly: "Three, five, seven, one...... What are these things?"

"It may be that there was a sutra here before, and the content is disorderly, and these words are the real order of the sutra......"

Nan Nuo explained softly that the Demon Realm has this kind of secrecy technique, the characters are misplaced, and the decryption code is divided and hidden, even if it is the top, it is impossible to deduce the true face of the Dao Sutra.

Luoyang put away the books, looked at the path not far away, examined the formation that was dozens of times more cumbersome, and said softly: "That's the last hall, be careful." ”

Gu Chen nodded, and everyone forcibly forced again, and before they took ten steps, thick branches rose up, completely blocking the road.

Several sword lights fell, leaving only a few shallow sword marks on the vicissitudes of the ancient wood.

Nan Nuo gently stroked the nearby branches, sensing the vicissitudes of life that contained Dao rhyme, and suddenly exclaimed, "This is actually Jianmu!"

Luoyang and Gu Chen's expressions changed, and they looked carefully at the surrounding wood, the green leaves are like Luo, and the purple stems are hidden, not bad, this is Jianmu, which once connected the two worlds of heaven and man!

Outside the dungeon, Tang Ziwei proudly hooked the corners of his mouth, threw away the jade talisman in his hand, crushed it casually, and turned around and walked towards the mountain.

"You're doing a good job, tell me, what kind of weapons do you like?"

In the outer land, the Heavenly Master gently fiddled with the hook, looking at the situation in the Hidden Land, waiting for Tang Ziwei's breakthrough transmission.

Tang Ziwei narrowed his eyes, thinking of one person and one god, the person is Luoyang, and the god is his grandfather, they are different, but they all use swords.

"I used to like a lot of magic weapons, but now I want to use a sword!"

"Okay, I'll take you to find a sword, a sword that is enough to make all the gods in the Heavenly Palace look up to you!"

The Heavenly Master nodded, his mind moved, Tang Ziwei suddenly felt that the deep forest around him was no longer unfamiliar, it seemed that he had been here, there was a ruin over there, there was a source of blessing of the demon clan in it, and there was a ruin of the demon clan over there......

Looking around, Tang Ziwei slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, followed Fang Cai's memory into the mountains, walked farther and farther on the rugged road, passed through a large dense mountain forest, climbed the dangerous peak of the clouds, and skillfully broke off the peach blossom fingers on his side and put them in the hands of the stone statues kneeling between the cliffs.

The sound of small fragments gradually sounded, the stone statue sank into the ground, and an empty portal rose, and the mysterious characters lit up one by one, the boundary gate opened, and Tang Ziwei cautiously stepped into it.

The Heavenly Master smiled softly, and his figure was no longer reflected in the pool water, the figure was dressed in a golden robe, except for the beard, and looked very similar to the Jade Emperor.

"Good work, my old friend......"

"Where is it? This Heavenly Palace has always had only one emperor in my eyes, and that is you, with the help of Qianyuan Taihao, you have a greater chance of succeeding in multi-colored, but it is not that there is no possibility of failure, so we might as well make more preparations......

"I hope I can succeed, that kid's foundation is too poor, his body is not the most perfect choice, neither is the Jade Emperor, although the Nine Extremes Heavenly Dew Sky Lotus and the Earth's Heart Xuanjing Essence are good, but after all, they are not meaningful, if you can win Luoyang's body, it will be really good." ”

The ghost in the water did not hide his greed, he had been dead for a long time but he also knew the existence of Luoyang, the sky was a trouble, and the cause and effect of the Heavenly Sword Immortal was also a trouble, but these are not important, it is not that they cannot be solved.

The Heavenly Master narrowed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and said, "Perhaps, we can try, before that, we will solve the sky first, Kunlun and the academy are a good sword......"

"Heavenly Palace too!"