People say, "Rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and rely on the water to eat the water." ”

The people by the sea may never see the mountains in their lifetime, so no matter whether they live or die, the sea is the most inseparable, and the most unbearable thing is the hazy moment of morning light on the seaside.

Seven or eight stars are oblique, the mist is blurred, the coconut grove is quietly draped in gauze, the waves are gently intimate with the lights, and a few thin boats are about to go to sea, attracted by the convoy that is cloaked in stars and the moon and intrudes into the morning light.

When he entered the village, the sergeant reined in his horse, and the young man in a coarse cloth shirt jumped off the car, looked around, and at a glance chose the open space in front of his house.

"Immortal Chief, do you think it's appropriate to put the Heavenly Clock there?"

The carved door slowly opened inside, and the young man had the eyesight to help the fairy chief lift the splendid door curtain, even if he had secretly touched it a few times, it was still distracted to touch such a splendid scene again.

Delicate as a flower, soft as water, smoother than the hands of the village chief's granddaughter......

The crane-haired "fairy chief" walked out of the carriage slowly, looked at the open space pointed by the young man, smiled kindly, and his words were full of sighs and regrets.

"It's a really nice place, your eyesight is very good, but it's a pity that I don't have a chance with me, I can't teach you the Tao......"

The young man saluted respectfully, knowing that it was not because he had no reason but because he had no money, and said in vain: "Thank you for the praise of the immortal chief, please trouble the immortal chief to cast a spell and set up the immortal bell." ”

Hearing the movement, the people living in the sea village went out before and after, reluctant to pick up the lamp, and through the hazy glow, they looked at the seemingly amazing immortal, afraid of disaster coming out of their mouths, and signaled to each other.

After waiting for a while, the old man on crutches stepped forward under the gaze of the villagers, looked at the so-called "fairy elder", stared at the young man, and his eyes were like the sharpest and sharpest harpoon.

"Big baby, what's going on?"

"This old man, here's the thing, because of the Kunlun demons, the sea ban order left by the human emperor has been broken, and the sea clan is ready to move, and may go ashore at any time to harm people. ”

As for this, the Taoist deliberately paused, and unsurprisingly heard the gossip of discussion, and was about to continue to speak, the village chief coughed lightly at the right time, and said tentatively: "I see, dare to ask the immortal chief if there is a way to solve it?"

"The little brother gave enough money last night, therefore, the sect ordered me to come here to set up the moving heavenly bell, only if the sea clan came, you will ring this bell, no need for a moment or three, the heavenly immortals will come, kill the demons, protect the land of Qingning. ”

"I see, folks, follow me to thank the immortal chief. ”

The old man opened his mouth and called softly, and led a group of villagers to bow down and worship, the Taoist suppressed his heart, pretended to be pampered and not surprised, turned his hand and called out a bell and put it in the open space that the young man pointed to earlier, brushed his sleeves to block the light, and led the convoy away in the wind.

"It's all gone. ”

Seeing the old road go away, the village chief called softly, and the villagers looked at the bell, hiding the loss in their hearts, and went their own way.

The lights lit up the beach, with his back to the busy village, the old man looked at the distant sea for a long time, looked at the young man approaching him, and said softly: "There are no immortals in the world, this time it should be a lesson, don't say whether the sea tribe will come, even if it comes, this bell is useless!"

Hearing the sound, the young man's brows tightened slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to argue, when an exclamation came from behind him, looking sideways, there was no wind and waves in the distant sea, and several wooden boats that had just gone to sea were crushed, and the hideous-looking fishman insisted on stabbing the steel fork, and Uncle Liu's blood failed to stain the water in the Red Sea.

"Run, run!"

The village chief panicked and called around, the villagers scattered and fled, and the young man stubbornly stepped forward and pulled the bell rope again and again.

The bell rang far away, and the guards in the city looked at the situation in the array, pursed their lips disdainfully, closed the circle, looked at the few shy ladies walking on the street, and hummed the melodious tune they heard last night.

The old village chief threw away the wooden staff, pushed the young man away, and said coldly: "Hurry up, take the ......"

Before the words were finished, the steel fork pierced through the chest and abdomen, and the girl who was afraid of the "fairy chief" and hid in the house walked out quickly, smiling poignantly, looking at the young man's eyes full of resentment.

"No!"

The boy roared, his eyes shining with a dazzling divine light, the waves fell, and the ordinary sea village disappeared like this.

The terrible waves crashed against the reef again, as fine as snow, and the boy curled up on the edge of the reef, perhaps dreaming of the desperate and resentful eyes, and suddenly woke up, and touched the bag that was tightly tied to his waist, and a trace of silence flashed in his eyes, and then he was suppressed by unspeakable grief.

"This time it's a lesson, don't say whether the Sea Clan will come, even if it comes, this bell is useless......"

The words of the village chief sounded in his ears again, the cold sun was slanting down, the sea breeze was bleak, the waves were harsh, the young man lowered his head and clenched the sea sand, whimpered in despair for a long time, stubbornly got up, looked at the unfamiliar beach in front of him, and walked towards the distant city.

You are immortals, Kunlun is a demon, so I will go to Kunlun and become a real demon, so that there will be no more immortals in this world!

"Phew!"

The boy hadn't taken a few steps before two or three fish-man monsters jumped out of the sea with a scream, their crimson, fist-sized beast's eyes full of brutality, their sharp teeth that radiated a foul smell, and their black steel forks stabbed at the boy fiercely.

The glow flashed in his eyes again, the fishman's movements slowed down a lot, and the frightened boy rushed forward, narrowly dodging the steel fork, and before he could get up, another steel fork fell at the right time, and there was no way to dodge, no way to dodge.

The fish-man smiled even more, staring at the panicked Terran in front of him, as if he had seen his struggle after being harpooned through his chest, and his unwilling eyes gradually turned blank, even if the fish-man could not refuse this beauty.

Between life and death, suddenly a bright sword light fell in the air, the unstoppable fish man was crushed by the sharp sword light, the sword cultivator in white passed by in the air, seeing the deep fame, brushing away his clothes, the young man was anxious, and called loudly: "Hahaha, Kunlun Sword Demon, colluding with the Demon Emperor, harboring Rakshasa, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man with a cold face turned back in the air, and put the plain white fairy sword in his hand on the young man's shoulder, killing intent, in comparison, the cruel momentum of the fish man was like a harmless breeze!

"Tell me everything you know. ”

Luoyang said unrefusingly, his half-open and half-closed eyes slowly widened, breathing the long-lost free sea breeze, suppressing the burning killing intent in his heart, looking directly at the young man, wanting to hear who was reversing black and white.

The young man methodically told what he had heard and what he had heard, Luoyang slowly frowned his sword eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes narrowed into a gap, the amazing murderous aura gradually converged, and the whole person became more silent.

"Immortal Chief, I want to ask you for one thing......

"I'm just a sword cultivator, you can call me Brother Luo, I'll be very busy next, and I can't help you much. ”

"Please take me, I want to learn the sword!"

"Why do you want to learn a sword?"

"In order to make this world no longer respect immortals!"

"In order to make there no more immortals in this world?"

"That's right, they ......"

The young man gradually lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, and pressed the words behind him to the bottom of his heart, after all, there is a difference between people and immortals, even if he is hostile to those people in front of him, he is still an immortal, presumably looking at himself is no different from looking at himself as an ant......

"Say it, say everything you want to say, don't dare to say it, how dare you do it?"

Luo Yang said softly, and the pair of Danfeng eyes returned to a half-open and half-closed appearance again, giving the young man an illusion, as if it was not the young man in front of him who killed the fishman without much effort.

The young man in front of him was calm, lazy, and mysterious, as if he ...... Like an old cat lying in the corner basking in the sun from time to time.

"They deceive the world, they ...... They're damned!"

"You're right, they deserve to die, and that's why you kill them, and it's a reason for someone else to kill you. ”

Luoyang said softly, and pulled the young man up, and when the young man came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that he was in the clouds, the mountains and rivers were small, side by side, and the sun was very close, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Uncle Liu, Second Master Sun, Qing'er...... They will not see the sun anymore, never again.

"Kunlun closed the mountain, I can send you to Lingshan and Wudang, of course, you can also choose to wait, and wait for Kunlun to open the mountain again. ”

"I'll wait!"

The young man said in a voice, his tone and eyes were surprisingly firm, Luoyang thought that this firmness was because of hatred, but now it seems that this firmness is not just hatred.

"This is the Huanhua Qingling Sword Sutra, which belongs to the Kunlun Introductory Sword Sutra, ordinary disciples can build a foundation for more than a month, if you want to directly inherit the sword, the foundation must not exceed seven days!"

Luoyang probed a little, and the scriptures were as vast as a sea of smoke, so that the young man couldn't help but be immersed, returned to his senses for a long time, and realized that he had two or three gains.

"You shouldn't be an ordinary Haicun boy......"

"I'm just an ordinary boy from Haicun, and my parents died in shipwreck. ”

"You don't have to say this, I don't want to believe what you say, it's good to have a number, natural and man-made disasters, it's not easy to live in this world now, and it will be even more difficult in the future. ”

Luoyang whispered, the sword fell into Linzi, threw the young man into the top floor of the library pavilion, opened the magic circle, pointed to the endless books, and said: "Read more books, practice hard, someone will prepare food for you, I will come back to see you in seven days, if you build a successful foundation, you can worship under the Kunlun Gate!"

After speaking, before the young man could speak, Luoyang had already gone with his sword, and disappeared into the sea of clouds and blue sky in the blink of an eye.

The young man took a deep breath, approached the bookshelf and walked down, did not rush to read, took out a purple jade sword talisman from the bag tightly tied to his waist, and rubbed it gently, thoughtfully, in the dim glow was the hazy figure that did not know what was being done.

"Mother......

The wind rises, the leaves fall, and the ripples ripple.

The Celestial Master suddenly opened his eyes, his pale brows gradually furrowed, he looked down at the ripples in the mirror lake, and gradually clenched the fishing rod in his hand.

"What's wrong?" The sloppy Taoist who was about to fall paused, looked back at the Heavenly Master, had a bad premonition in his heart, and asked tentatively: "If it's good, is Luoyang back?"

The Heavenly Master nodded, put away the fishing rod in his hand, got up and looked at the chessboard, Kunlun only had a line of vitality left and there were variables, and the two supreme Yongzhen Heavenly Monuments failed to kill Luoyang, it seems that this unique sword of the Six Realms has gone to the next level.

"It's really great to be able to come back, but unfortunately, it's too late, the building will collapse, internal and external troubles, Luoyang is useless even if he comes back!"

"A person facing the world, the number of victories is ethereal, but it is not impossible, don't forget, before Luoyang, Qi Tianxiang also blocked the Heavenly Palace for a thousand years with one person and one sword, and what a style Kunlun will be to recuperate for a thousand years, you can't wait any longer, start first!"

The Heavenly Master took a chess piece from his hand, and killed it, and the grass group under the persecution of the stone had only one step feasible, and if he did this step, he would be surrounded and suppressed, and he would die of exhaustion.

"Luoyang, you chose Nannuo between Nannuo and Kunlun before, and now, who will you choose between Kunlun and the world?"

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