The dangerous building is 100 feet, connecting the stars and the moon, the emperor and the beautiful woman snuggle under the moon, heart to heart, and the Nine Dragons Emperor Gon is intimately connected with the colorful phoenix clothes.

Downstairs is an endless sea of fire, the sound of shouting and killing is deafening, the immortal boat battleship on the dome is as dense as stars, the Jade Emperor, the Yama Emperor, the Demon Emperor, and the Demon Ancestor break through the boundary at the same time, condescendingly, looking down on the song that will be buried in ashes.

"Shemales have different paths, the emperor of men, it's not too late to rein in the precipice!"

"Oh, don't say these high-sounding words, don't you just want the luck of my human race? It's a pity, Emperor Yu has long expected today's events, Jiuding mountains and rivers are fixed, and your 100,000-year plan will finally come true!"

"Bastards are different, they don't know the times!"

"Fight! Demon Ancestor, let me kill you 10,000 times!"

Chang Xiao drank through the sea of clouds, the sky trembled, Jiang Luo suddenly turned over and jumped up, pinched the sword fingers in front of him, looked around at the empty Qingjing Pavilion, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, left the inexplicable dream behind, and looked out the window cautiously.

The sky is clear and clear, the wind is harmonious, the smoke and clouds of war have long been dispersed, the flowing clouds are like hats, worn on the top of Qiongxiao Peak, the mist is like a belt, ring in the mountains of Lingxiao Peak, three or four brigades of birds sweep across the sky, seven or eight white cranes line up the clouds, clean and safe, make people forget themselves.

The sword light flashed out of the Flying Feather Peak, and deflected and landed outside the Qingjing Pavilion, Luoyang gritted his teeth and strode forward, carrying the Sauvignon Blanc, and the Heavenly Sword followed behind, up and down, emitting a glittering streamer.

"Jiang Luo, where did you kid go? Haven't you been playing hide and seek with me for the past two days?"

Jiang Luo was frightened, pushed open the door of the house, looked at the fierce master, lowered his little head, and smiled embarrassedly, "Master, I seem to have gone to the galaxy, and I also met an immortal, who passed on my skills, and came back when I woke up, are you okay?"

Luoyang tilted his head to look at Jiang Luo's qi path, narrowed his Danfeng eyes, imitated the carrying aura, and breathed a sigh of relief after running for a few weeks, reached out and rubbed the apprentice's hair, and said: "It's all over, there may be clouds in the days to come, probably there will be no heavy rain, don't worry, now I'm on top, and when I can't move, it will be your turn." ”

Jiang Luo smiled from the bottom of his heart, happy that Kunlun was safe, this was his first home, he liked the landscape and sword cultivation here, and he also liked the fairy food here.

Thinking of the food, Jiang Luo's shriveled stomach let out a belly roar at the right time, and the hunger almost destroyed all the reason of the young man, and everything looked delicious.

"Master, let's go get something to eat, I'm a little hungry......"

"Hahaha, let's go, today's master personally cooked, it is definitely better than what Zhen Yutang cooks. ”

Luoyang led the way, smiling and enjoying the sunshine.

Jiang Luo followed behind him quickly, looking east and west, butterflies and warblers were crying, flowing clouds were gathering and scattering, everything was beautiful and vivid, and it was full of vitality.

The master and apprentice traveled all the way to the back mountain, Luoyang hunted hares, Jiang Luo picked up firewood, and worked together to send four big fat rabbits to the grill built simply.

Luoyang imitated the master's technique, and turned the rabbit with a focused expression, ensuring that every corner could be close to the fireworks, and a few drops of crystal hot oil slowly slid down the full texture into the fire, bringing a piece of fragrance and sizzling.

Jiang Luo swallowed his saliva and sniffed greedily, a little impatient.

"Are you ready to eat?"

"Not yet, we'll have to wait. ”

"Ao ......" Jiang Luo shook his head in frustration, and after a while, he asked again: "Master, can you eat?" I can't wait, I'm going to starve to death!"

Luoyang casually took off a barbecue meat, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, sniffed the smell, shook his head again, and said, "Not yet, I have to wait for a while." ”

The fragrance of flowers gathers and disperses, the butterflies dance across the mountains, Jiang Luo is hungry and unbearable, his eyelids can't stop fighting, the warm firelight sways gently, the fragrance of flowers rises and falls with the fragrance of meat, and the birds on the branches are tired.

"Eat, be careful of the burn. ”

Luoyang said softly, picked up a roast rabbit with his hand, sniffed it gently, opened his mouth to bite it regardless of the heat, and his face changed greatly without chewing a few bites, the technique and heat were exactly the same, but the taste was far from Master's, it was not unpalatable, nor delicious.

The hungry Jiang Luo turned over and jumped up, his eyes lit up, he picked up the roast rabbit and gnawed it up, hating the small mouth and complaining about the rabbit fat.

"It's good to be hungry, and everything you eat is fragrant. ”

Luoyang put down the tasteless roast rabbit, squinted at the blue sky, thinking about the girl in the red dress, and didn't know what she was doing now, the senior brother was about to get married, when would he and Nan Nuo achieve the right result?

The scorching sun swam to the west, the shade of the trees gradually spread, Luoyang slowly exhaled a breath of fresh air, the palm of his hand swirled, and a green lotus quietly bloomed, with overlapping petals and shining brightly.

Jiang Luo was dressed in a white dress, sleeping sweetly, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he seemed to have some amazing dream.

"Senior brother, it's almost time, come to Nanshan Pavilion, go to Tianying Xiumen, follow the changes of the fantasy flow smoke sword formation, meet Qian, Xun go straight, and the rest go around. ”

The transmission broke the boundary, Luoyang dispersed the green lotus in his hand, and called softly: "How to eat a fat roast chicken?"

Jiang Luo's ears moved slightly, he turned over and jumped up, looked at the master's empty palm, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he sat down weakly, he only ate four and a half rabbits at noon, and now he has already digested it, Master's craftsmanship is really good, but it is far from being as full as the meal in Zhenyutang.

"Don't be disappointed, the roast chicken doesn't have it now, but there is a good chance to get the fairy sword, do you want to get it?"

"Fairy Sword?"

Jiang Luo raised his head, the light in his eyes was like a star, and the expectation was revealed between his eyebrows, lingering.

"Yes, that's the expression, Master will take you to get the sword!" Luoyang probe grabbed the apprentice, the sword rode the wind, and landed outside the Nanshan Pavilion in a breath.

Wu Chen nodded to Luoyang, his eyes swept over a group of young people full of expectations, waved the dust, and said with a smile: "The sword is made of iron, because of thousands of tempers, because of the spirit of the grasp, because of the heart, because of the non-thought and death." ”

"The fairy sword in the mound has a spirit, and you will wait for a drop of blood to enter the sword washing pool one by one, if there is a sword wish, it will come out of the sword washing pool, wash away the past, and reappear the cold mang, if there is no fairy sword with it, you can not slack off your practice, the strong seek it inside, and the fairy sword is a foreign object after all. ”

"Disciple understands!" all the disciples bowed in unison, tilted their heads to look at the Heavenly Sword behind Luoyang, and were eager to try.

Wu Chen nodded, pinched the seal method by hand, the mountain stones in front of the pavilion were differentiated, and the pond water appeared out of thin air, black and white, sparkling.

"Who came first, and did anyone volunteer?"

"Liu Ziqian, a junior student, is willing to be the first for everyone. Liu Ziqian put away the Xuanyuan Sword Sutra and raised his palm high.

Sometimes there must be in life, there is no time in life to force it, sooner, later, you can get it, even if you miss the fairy sword, the talkative little uncle is here, and it is a blessing to ask him a little puzzled question.

Wu Chen nodded, Liu Ziqian strode forward, stretched out his palm, a touch of invisible sword qi swept over, a few drops of bright red fell into the pool water, ripples undulated, and there was a faint sound of sword sound at the bottom of the pool.

The black jade scabbard, the white jade sword stem, the sword head, the sword grid, and the center of the scabbard were each equipped with a blood red jade, which hummed softly, rising and falling in front of Liu Ziqian.

"Twelve spirit sword ink willow, the former Yixing archdeacon Huang Quhan with a sword, slashed countless enemies, closed the mountain and returned to the grave, slept for nearly a thousand years, and reappeared in the world today. ”

"Thank you, Master, follow the teachings. ”

Liu Ziqian held Moliu, hugged the sword and saluted, and walked to Luoyang quietly, pointing to a few puzzled places marked on the scriptures and asking, happy and happy that the sky was beautiful here.

Jiang Luo's expectation in his heart was even greater, and without waiting for others to speak, he swayed and approached the sword washing pool, looked at his palm, took a deep breath, and approached the sword washing pool.

Luoyang, who was instructing people, stopped in an instant and looked at Jiang Luo nervously.

Liu Ziqian raised his head curiously, slashed the ghost and defeated the demon on the Dongshan Trail, and the little uncle who was rampant with the sword returned to the world, just like his parents who were waiting for the results to be released outside the school at the end of each semester, with anxiety in his eyes and hope between his eyebrows.

Somewhere in the Void......

The leaves fell, the black clouds covered the sun, and suddenly there was a wind and a dark moon appeared in the heart of the secret lake, and the purple light rose into the sky, all of which were ominous.

The crane-haired old man who gave medicine to immortality by the lake was busy brushing the sleeves of his robe, pinching the seals with both hands, and striking out one thousand and eighty-eight magic seals in one go, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a bright light rose in the center of the dark moon, and ripples appeared in the center of the lake, temporarily dispelling the dark moon projection.

The old man sighed and took a chance, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, raised his fingers and calculated, the changes in the Six Realms were all in his heart, his white eyebrows gradually wrinkled, he thought for a long time, and said: "Bishop Long, the dark moon is approaching, but there is news from the Heavenly Book left, our time is running out!"

The sloppy old man sitting facing the wall at the bottom of the North Undersea opened his eyes, a dazzling golden light flashed in his eyes, and replied softly: "Venerable Huitian Master, the Kunji Array Book is suspected to have been obtained by Kunlun, and the fragments of the Mixed Yuan Scroll of Dragon City have fallen on the Imperial Tomb of the Qi Kingdom, and they have begun to lay out and seize it. ”

"The Kun Extreme Array Book refers to the content of the Dao scroll, and it is insignificant to reach the top, but the three volumes of Extreme Spirit, Primordial, and Creation contain the method of transcendence, and we must get it as soon as possible!"

The old man in the sea nodded, looked at the map of the Six Realms on the stone wall, and summoned a special Son and Mother Streamer Talisman to gently crush it.

The crisp sound echoed in the depths of the sea of knowledge, Fang Bu, who was curled up in front of the broken temple door, opened his eyes, and flicked his fingers, and the dozen or so beggars in the shelter of the temple were all gone.

Fang Bu took out the jade talisman, and after perceiving the information, Shen Nian slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, his body changed, and he strode towards Han Di, happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

The evil cultivators can't bear the loneliness anymore, the altar of the outer Dao, the evil spirits, the turmoil in the world, that Kunlun can't tolerate, and the mountain of sword cultivation will definitely move.

It's a pity that there are only five of Lingyun Nine Peaks left, Qi Tian Sword Immortal's fate is not long, one hundred and eight sword immortals have long since fallen to the dust, Kunlun is no longer the immortal sect that monopolizes the six realms and three points of romance, the times have changed, this era may belong to the world but must not belong to Kunlun.