The bright sun shines through the thick clouds, casting a large area of gold, and the ice and snow in the mountains gradually melt, and the scene is very much like early spring.

Luoyang took out a jar of wine between flowers and handed it to Xuan Ye, arrogant and dry, cherishing each other, they should not talk about winning or losing, drinking wine together, and feeling happy.

Xuan Ye took the wine between the flowers, and went to the wine seal quite clumsily, facing the pungent smell of wine, raised his hand to touch Luoyang, opened his mouth and drank bitterly, and drank all the wine in the jar in one go, his face turned red, and his breath was full of wine.

Luoyang put down the wine jar and was about to take it again, Xuan Ye showed a simple smile, rolled his eyes, and poured into the snow nest slowly, his face was flushed, and the joy in the eyebrows and eyes at the corners of his mouth was enough to melt all the light cold here.

"Hey, I don't know how to drink and I drink so violently, and you will be uncomfortable when you wake up......"

Luoyang waved his palm, sat cross-legged beside Xuan Ye, released his spiritual power, cleared out a dry pine area, and let the warm light shine on Xuan Ye.

The hiking trail is long, and you need to be in company.

Zhang Xuan stroked his long beard, turned around and walked out of the mountain, there are few things in life that can be called happy, and the indispensable thing is to have three or five old friends.

"Hey...... Or lost, a hundred years of preparation in vain......"

The shadow in the cave, Dai Shu shook his head and smiled bitterly, it looked very weak, he knew that he was defeated, and he didn't know that Peter had won, all of this was like a dream bubble, was Qi Tianxiang's disciple too strong, or his disciple was too weak, was Qi Tianxiang invincible, or was he a disciple who had no way?

The paper kite approached along the dark sound, holding a jade bone talisman in his hand, standing quietly in the dark, raising the short sword in his hand little by little, squinting at Dai Shu's eyebrows, stepping out of the sword, and stabbing at Dai Shu's eyebrows.

She has not forgotten the truth that the truth is the truth, and she also knows the absolute gap between herself and this old cultivator, if she wants to kill him to take revenge, she can only gamble, and whether this sword can do the opposite is unexpected.

The old man, who was sighing for a long time, suddenly came back to his senses, stared at the pretty face that haunted his dreams, raised his slightly trembling palm, and the two fingers like shriveled branches pinched the short sword accurately.

The paper kite unwillingly tried to draw the short sword, but the two fingers that seemed to be rotten were like iron tongs, and the sword between the fingers was immovable.

Dai Shu struggled to get up in the wave of memories, suppressed the corners of his mouth that were unconsciously hooked, stared at that face, thought about it for a long time, and the words in his heart that were stuck in his chest turned into a relieved smile and a concerned inquiry.

"Is it safe for your mother to go?"

The paper kite inevitably remembered her mother's dying appearance, let go of her palm angrily, turned her back, and Dai Shu's face full of vicissitudes was really reflected in her heart.

The person in front of him does not have the chivalrous spirit revealed in his eyes, nor does he have the freehand style brought out by his gestures, which is very different from the romantic Taoist priest who chatters in his mother's mouth, and is also different from the negative person who keeps scolding the uncle next door.

He is very old, not handsome, like an old tree, not worthy of his mother at all.

"I'm here to tell you that my mother said that she didn't regret falling in love with you, and she didn't regret leaving you......"

"Also, we're not bad without you, there are countless suitors everywhere like a demon like my mother, when I was seven years old, she finally found a very powerful tiger demon to marry, died of illness a few years ago, smiled peacefully, like falling asleep. ”

Dai Shu nodded, silent, just gently rubbing the jade-like short sword.

A lot of what the paper kite said is false, if Su Su really lived so well, the paper kite would only have this little bit of Taoism, and it would just be a demon who had just transformed into a demon?

The cave fell into a long dead silence, very stuffy, like an afternoon after a rainstorm, giving the paper kite the illusion of being in a steamer.

This place is very dark, very similar to the night when her mother was lost, the paper kite looked at the silent Dai Shu again, pursed her lips, stubbornly held back her tears, and turned around to go.

The words have also been said, the things have been returned, it's time to leave, the Six Realms are very big, they are all stronger there than here, this world full of human feelings, this world of impersonal feelings, this is too complicated here, not suitable for her.

"Your mother must have been very unhappy when she left, she never married, and she told you to say those things......"

"She's stupid, but it won't be long before I'm going to see her, your life is very hard, what are your plans for the future?"

Dai Shu clenched the jade sword, and there was no emotion in his words, as if the paper kite was not his own flesh and blood but a stranger who needed to be taken care of.

Creation makes people, the catastrophe is coming, but he found the most cherished love in this life, he dare not admit this kiss, the pain of losing his loved ones has been enough once, now he is uncertain, it is enough to see the paper kite alive.

"My mother said never to deal with the human race, this time it is an exception, of course these have nothing to do with you, what I want to say is that the aunt said that the most vicious thing to scold the human race is not to die well, I hope you can die well, don't pester my mother when you die, you are not worthy of her!"

The paper kite walked as he spoke, and gradually came out of the cave, but he didn't see Dai Shu's old tears flowing, holding the jade sword and crying silently.

"Senior brother, help me take care of her, if she is willing to stay in Wudang, please teach more, if she is unwilling, Senior Brother Fanqing will give her some magic weapons to save her life, life and death are ......"

"Senior brother, don't you understand that she doesn't need anything at all, just one less home!"

The moon sets and the sun rises, the fiery morning glow drives away the darkness in the forest, Dai Shu holds the short sword in his hand, and solemnly walks out of the cave, his eyes are shining with bright light, and the red clouds are wrapped around him, and there are wailing ghosts from time to time.

The blue dome gradually darkened, the thick black mist swelled and spread like the waves, and the inky clouds pressed low and low, as if it could be easily reached by looking for a high mountain.

Rumble!

A few bright electric lights flashed, the dense and low sea of clouds swirled like a whirlpool, and Dai Shu's long gray-white hair danced wildly in the wind, slowly kicking into the air with his footsteps, standing in the middle of the thunder sea.

"Cultivator Dai Shu, with mixed achievements, asked the sky, please!"

Rumble......

The endless rolling thunder exploded in the void, as if in response to Dai Shu, the electric light was extraordinarily bright, criss-crossed, and the rolling clouds gradually lowered down, and the invisible energy fell, covering a hundred steps outside Dai Shu's body.

Anyone who enters this place will be punished by heaven, which can help Dai Shu relieve pressure, or it may make Dai Shu die immediately, people will have sins in their lives, at this time, one plus one is far greater than two!

Outside the mountains and forests, Xuan Ye knelt on the ground, not daring to look up at the clouds of the dome, let alone looking at the master standing under the inland sea.

The junior sister did not stay in the mountains, and the master's complexion seemed to be very bad......

All the reassurance was like a boulder, pressing on Xuan Ye's chest, heavy, sullen, making him breathless.

"Idiot, who hasn't died in life since ancient times? Wudang is still there, you are still there, I am still there, it's just a tribulation, it's no big deal!"

Dai Shu shook the sleeves of his robe angrily, lifted Xuan Ye up, and forcibly told him to stand up straight and look up at Qiong Xiao.

If you don't fight with each other, you are born to fight, fight with others, forget your worries, fight with the sky, and have endless fun.

Mingyao's electric light pierced through the sky, like a giant python locking onto its prey and baring its fangs, murderous.

Dai Shu pointed at the sword, his body rotated to avoid the edge, and he raised the sword to slash the thunder.

The electric light dissipated, the rumbling thunder echoed in the Wudang Mountains, one after another streamers flew up from the courtyard, the empty void stood full of heroes, Luoyang put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the desire for verification in Shangguan Lianfeng's eyes, turned his head to look at the dome, and was shocked by the shining thunder that once again penetrated the entire void.

This is just a small test of the Heavenly Dao, but it is enough to make all the cultivators in the world change their colors, and the gap between the Thunder Law and the Thunder Tribulation is the gap between people and the Heavenly Dao!

Can man really overcome the heavens?

This is the common question of all the younger generations after seeing the power of heaven and earth, born as a human being, what can fill the immeasurable moat?

"The world is unpredictable and true, and the world is endless!"

The mighty golden characters are all over the sky, Dai Shujian commands the painting, the Xuanzi lifts the pen, and the mighty golden light collides with the thunder in one place.

The plain white aperture suddenly spread, and some cultivators who were not strong raised their magic weapons back and forth, and retreated hundreds of steps in one breath before they could stabilize their figures.

Luoyang stood smoothly in place, the sword intent around his body was shining, and the incomparable plain white brilliance was like a violent wind, leveling the entire courtyard, Shangguan Lianfeng did not know when to appear in the mountains, looking at the changing dome, looking at the gray-faced young man, his expression was extremely solemn.

It seems that he is not the only one who knows what will happen in the future, he knows it, and God also knows it......

Rumble!

The thunder was deafening, and everyone had not yet recovered from the aftermath of Fang Cai, and another piece of thunder fell, and the ears exploded with continuous thunder, and the plain white circle of light continued to spread, and they looked intently, under the clouds, Dai Shu guided the long sword to slash the thunder, and the karma around them turned into layers of karmic fire, frantically burning the bright nine-colored sky.

Rumble!

"Qiankun Dayi!"

Another crimson thunderbolt fell, and Dai Shu's fast sword slowed down, but the electric light was even faster in comparison.

The slow and stubborn sword light continued to rise in the face of thunder, and Lao Dao took the opportunity to take a breath, drew a circle with his hands, and induced the two qi of yin and yang to escape into one place.

The dim sky suddenly turned red, and the crimson thunder fell, colliding with the streamer in Dai Shu's palm.

For a while, the wind was fierce, and the heroes turned around, and then turned back, the plain white streamer had already broken through the electric light, and poured into the sea of clouds in an endless stream, and the thunder like war drums gradually dissipated.

"Zhou Yi Shen Deed Road ......"

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, the flying sword cut away the trivial arcs around him, and his indifferent eyes passed through all the false appearances, silently remembering this sword in his heart, so as to comprehend the Liangyi Dust Sword.

The wisps of clouds drifted by, and they were clearly captured by the teenager who focused on the changes in the sea of clouds.

"Wooden Road Man ......"

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, took out a talisman, and said: "Protect them, don't let your guard down, someone has taken advantage of the situation!"

Gu Chen nodded, looked around the void, and clearly captured a few gray clouds, but he didn't see the figure of the little uncle, and privately guessed that the little uncle might have changed his identity and went to find the wood daoist again.