Above the nine heavens, there was a bald and sloppy old man, lying on a bamboo pole close to a foot in a very chic manner.

Use your hands as pillows and your right foot on your erect left knee. With a dog's tail grass in his mouth that was about to be slammed into slag, he looked leisurely and contented.

A little above his head, a long sword levitated, faintly emitting white light,

The old man snorted coldly, and the white light dimmed.

The clouds rolled, the wind howled, and the old man rolled on a carp and stepped on a bamboo pole. Then he spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled evilly.

"These little rabbit cubs are really getting more and more unruly, since the old man originally planned not to interfere with the order of the world, since he has already made a plan, then beating you little animals who have wandered for two generations should not be considered a catastrophe!"

With that, his right hand was opened, and the levitating sword unsheathed itself, allowing him to hold it in his hand. Only then did he hold the sword, and in an instant, the white light in the sky shone on the side of the sea of clouds. Faintly, it is better to hear the wailing of ten thousand ghosts.

The sword of impermanence, held in the hand, what is there to fear in this world!

After waiting for about eleven or two breaths, the white-clothed people were embarrassed and flew towards the old man with flying swords.

The old man with white eyebrows and long beard at the head saw that the old man was not like a layman, and he held a strange weapon in his hand to stop the momentum of the flying sword. Although the robe was tattered, it still couldn't hide his fairy wind dao bones and gods.

The sharp-eyed white clothes saw that the sword in the old man's hand was the impermanence sword mentioned by the doorman, and the identity of the old man had been determined.

The old man with white eyebrows and long beard saluted and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, what do you mean by Daoist friends stopping me from returning to the Sword Sect of the World?"

Bai Wuchang burst out laughing and said, "Have you ever heard a story? I don't know if it was six hundred years ago, or five hundred years ago, there was a senior who served as the commander of the dragon riders in the area of the city that never sleeps today. I remember one time, there was a group of Northern Yan, now called Northern Qi, there was such a group of bandits who actually crossed the border of Northern Qi and then entered the location of Bancheng in Daye, and then crossed the Gaogang Lake by ferry, and then crossed the Ossis Desert. The purpose was just to go to the city that never sleeps at that time to loot a batch of rare treasures. Don't say that the senior can't figure it out after thinking about it for five or six hundred years, and the old man can't figure it out, these people in Beiyan, are their brains muddy or mush?"

When the white-clothed swordsmen behind the old man who looked like middle-aged heard this, they couldn't hold back, and they all opened their teeth and claws, as if they were about to tear Bai Impermanence apart in the next moment.

"Looking at the cultivation of Taoist friends, I am afraid that I have to build a foundation, and all kinds of things in the world should be forgotten like clouds, so that I can let go of the three thousand troubles. ”

When Bai Wuchang heard this, he was happy, and gently waved the impermanence sword in his hand, wanting to touch his beard and remembering that his beard was sloppy, he had to give up, he asked: "The old man can see the realm of mortal martial arts at a glance, but the cultivation of immortal cultivators only knows Xuanhuang and colorlessness." There is no need to hide it, the old and decrepit cultivation, but the Xuanhuang Nine Layer, has not yet entered the color. Isn't it, the Lustless Realm is what you call the foundation of the foundation?"

When the man heard this, he immediately understood that Bai Wuchang was a casual cultivator, and he didn't know how to cultivate immortals.

"From this point of view, Daoyou has no sect and no door, so it is better to enter my sword sect in the world. With such a talent as a Taoist friend, he will definitely be valued by the elders in the door, assisted by natural materials and earth treasures, and within a few years, he will definitely be able to step into the foundation. ”

Bai Wuchang was even happier, he straightened his waist, and then said: "What about you, you are wrong, old me, if you step into the cultivation of immortals on the right path, if you want to be an immortal in this life, there is no hope." As for the next life, who knows if a person like me will be able to enter reincarnation after being wiped out. ”

The old man wondered what was the origin of the person blocking the road in front of him.

I cooperated with my brother to rob the divine soldiers in the mortal world, but I was beaten back by a little guy who was only four or five years old, and he also damaged his fellow sects, I am afraid that the Sword Sect of the world will not be able to hold its head high in the line of immortal cultivators for hundreds of years in the future. Helpless, who made the Sword Sect in the world even scarce spirit swords.

When he is reinvigorated, it is necessary to incorporate the spirit sword in the kid's hand into the sect, and by the way, let his kid be wiped out before he can relieve his anger.

But on the way back, I encountered such a character again and blocked the way.

"Senior brother, why bother talking to this person, it's better to abolish him, he is just practicing Qi Nine Folds, and he has not yet built a foundation. The spirit sword in his hand is also the spirit sword in the detailed report, if he can take it back and hand it over to the elders, we will be less punished. ”

When Bai Wuchang heard this, he was even happier, and he looked up to the sky and laughed three times. It was so shocking that there was nothing else in heaven and earth, only these three laughs, and the echo that lasted for a long time.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, it's really embarrassing. Although the old man can't see the immortal realm, he only feels that the cultivation of the seven of you is not much different from the old decay, and the disciples of one sect are not as good as me, a bad old man waiting to die in the mortal world? ”

"The shaft is rude!" After that, the white-clothed swordsman who couldn't bear the arrogance of the young man handed out a sword, like a flying immortal out of the sky, and the cold light of the sword tip bloomed with brilliant colors.

"It's beautiful, but it's a pity, it's not practical. ”

Bai Wuchang turned around and held the Impermanence Sword with both hands, and with the power of his body rotation, he used the sword as a knife, and slashed at the brilliant light. The white-clothed swordsman felt like a fist hitting the ten-zhang thick city wall, and the city wall actually gave him a punch. Hearing the sound of metal shattering, the flying sword in his hand shattered into powder.

However, the Impermanence Sword did not stop, and the force was fierce and slashed at the waist of the white-clothed swordsman, slashing at the waist, and the sword was split in two. The upper body continued to fly forward, and when I turned around, I saw that my lower body was falling without support, and the indescribable and indescribable fear was the last thought in more than a hundred years.

A white light slowly flew out from the center of the white-clothed swordsman's eyebrows, and the old man swung his sword again, and the white light shattered from one to dozens, and then shot out to all parts of the earth. Its speed is slow, and it is afraid of falling into the world, and the sun is about to set.

"In this way, there should be thirty or forty more immortals in the world. ”

"You······ Who is the demon, dare to harm the lives of the people of the Sword Sect in my world!"

Bai Wuchang heard the fun, stroked the impermanence sword in his hand, and then said: "I should have forgotten, but now I am forced to think about it by something inferior to pigs and dogs." When I was young, I also met a person, and now I think about it, it is really a chance. The old man wanted to worship him as a teacher, but he was repeatedly rejected, and now that he thinks about it, a stupid person like the old man is indeed not qualified to call him master. ”

"You, you, who are you!"

Bai Wuchang ignored this question, and I don't know if it was because of his age, he liked to chatter, and listened to him continue: "That person, he said his name in the mortal world, called Diguang!"

At the exit of the three words, a group of white-clothed swordsmen gasped.

The character in the mouth of this sloppy old man is really the ancestor of the Sword Sect in the world?

"That senior said to the old man, in the past, about one out of a thousand people had immortal roots, and one out of a hundred immortal cultivators could comprehend the mystery of heaven and earth living together. But now, it is still a question whether one of the 100,000 people has a fairy root. If there is less immortality, all kinds of resources will be in short supply. If the sect's capital is not enough, it will become more and more declining. Thinking about it like this, the old decay can understand why you and other immortals still surrendered your identity and ran to the mortal world to snatch the spirit sword. ”

Ignoring the other party's stunned face, Bai Wuchang continued to babble: "Mortals have been in a hurry for more than seventy years in their lives, and those with strong bodies also have more than 100 immortal pines. The first thing that cultivators do is to destroy human nature and break off the seven feelings. Looking back, I wandered all over the beautiful rivers and mountains in the world, and then found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to open a sect at will, and then accepted one or two thousand disciples from him, married a beautiful girl, or married two, or three. Give birth to a bunch of big fat boys, girls, not much, just give birth to five. When I get old, let them give me dozens of little guys to come out and be happy with me, every time I dream, I feel that this kind of mortal life is not bad. But he is old and old, and he is afraid that there will not be many longevity. One day and night dream, I suddenly figured it out, cultivated immortals and sought the Tao, even if it was successful, but it was just transferred from the county order of a small county town to Kyoto to be a waiter. It sounds majestic, but how can I forget how fast it is to be an official in a local place, and I can't feel comfortable looking at people's faces everywhere in another place. It's really the people who watch the theater who are eager to go on stage, and the people on the stage laugh at the outsiders who are stupid. What do you say?"

Just as Bai Wuchang didn't know when it would end, more than a dozen flying swords stabbed at him.

"Alas, didn't your teachers teach you not to interrupt when others are speaking, but to be respectful?"

Even though he said so, the Impermanence Sword swung out in an instant.

A half-moon sword qi flew away, its size was enough to occupy half a piece of the sky, and the dozen or so flying swords were like toothpicks encountering strong crossbows, and they also shattered into powder. With just this sword, thirteen rays of white light rose, and with a wave of Bai Wuchang's left hand, a fresh wind was formed, and the thirteen rays of white light also shattered into hundreds of white rays of light and flowed to the world.

"A boat can only seat a hundred people in total, and you have to grab the one hundred and one hundred and two tickets, why bother. Why don't you think about whether you can kick those useless people off the boat?"

The remaining white-clothed swordsmen didn't dare to make any more moves, and the seven people who were called equal cultivation by Bai Wuchang stood at the front of the team, as if they were ready to make sacrifices at any time, even if they blew themselves up, they would have a chance to survive in the same sect.

"As for me, I don't like killing, but as for me, whether I was a human being or now, the bad habit of protecting calves has not changed. ”

"What is the relationship between the Mo family and the predecessors?"

"The Mo family naturally has nothing to do with me, in fact, think about it, the sword qi emitted by the Mo family, the old decay is really invincible. The old man just doesn't understand, but the thirteen spirit swords, why do you immortals have to work hard to force each other? Not to mention, the current owner of the thirteen spirit swords is my son of the Dusk Han Building!"

After the words fell, Bai Wuchang's eyes finally changed, from the cynical and slightly obscene appearance of the bad old man to the fierce evil in the world, with arrogant eyes, like a lion looking down on a little milk cat.

"You, you, what do you have to do with the bottom light?"

"Hehe, the old man has already said it, but when he was young, he had a little bit of education from that senior. Today, the old decay will use the sword of the world to meet the immortals in the sky!"

After that, Bai Wuchang's momentum changed again, and in the eyes of everyone, it was like a towering Mount Tai approaching, and it was difficult to breathe.

The impermanence sword pointed at the blue, drew the light of the sky, and turned into thousands of flying swords.

Bai Wuchang waved the sword in his hand, and the thousands of flying swords that seemed to be out of nowhere began to whirl, like a school of fish in the water, turning around in the air for three or four weeks, and then flying towards the rest of the world's Sword Sect disciples like thunder.

Let him guard the big array, let him protect his life, in front of thousands of flying swords, there is only one way to shatter.

Effortlessly, this disciple of the Sword Sect of the World, who was once admired as an immortal by the world, died above the Nine Heavens.

At sunset that day, countless mortals saw the white light shining in the sky covering the golden crow, and then hundreds of white lights fell from the layers of white clouds, some far and some near. The far ones don't know the distance, and the ones that are close are only a mile.

The picture is beautiful, as if the heavens are pitying. Countless people fell to their knees, bowed, and reverent.

Bai Wuchang killed all these people? Naturally not, he left behind two juniors who looked like children.

After all, I still softened my heart, if I let go of these two people today, in the future, will someone let them go once or twice?

Bai Wuchang suddenly became kind and asked, "Do you know why the old man didn't kill you?"

The two juniors stared at Bai Wuchang viciously, as if they were ready to tear apart this great villain who had slaughtered their brothers and sisters at any time. But the ability of the sword to absorb the sky and turn thousands of swords into rain in an instant has only been heard of by the two of them in the so-called rumors of the senior brothers. Now that I see it, it's not easy to be scared and go crazy.

"Well, you two can go. Or maybe I, a bad old man, have never set foot in the place where you are, and do not understand the rules of the heavens and the earth. But think about it, in the mortal world, isn't it also the law of the jungle?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Huh, I can't remember how many times I've said this? It's just an ordinary old man. ”

"Since you are just a Qi cultivator, you can slaughter all the same realms, who are you!"

Bai Wuchang grinned, and at that moment, the wind and clouds changed suddenly.

The wind rose, and the dark clouds gathered in the sky, among which bright yellow flashed, and then thunder was sensational.

Bai Wuchang looked at the sky, but he was not afraid, he said lightly: "Looking like this, it seems that there is not much difference from the heavenly tribulation of the martial arts in the world." ”

Bai Wuchang said it casually, and the two juniors couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines when they heard it.

This is the Heavenly Tribulation of Immortal Cultivators, where can it be compared to the Mortal Martial Tribulation?

"I have been struck by lightning so many times in the past, I don't know if this time, this day the thunder can kill my bad old man. ”

The two juniors didn't know how to speak, who was this guy?

"So, why should a scholar force himself to be able to compete with a wild bull, and why should a farmer be able to shoot an eagle with a bow. Each has its own way of living, but if you persecute others in order to live a better life, it is immoral. You two, am I right? Naturally, in the face of absolute strength suppression, you don't dare to say that what I said is wrong, and I understand this. ”

Bai Wuchang talked to himself alone, and didn't give the two juniors a chance to speak at all.

Bai Wuchang suddenly put away his sword, patted his sleeve, changed his tone, and said in a low voice, "The old man was also unparalleled in talent, and he could have stepped into the immortal path. can be compared with the immortal path immortal, but the old man thinks that mortal martial arts are more interesting. Others laugh at me for being stupid, all martial artists are just righteous, and it is good to be able to cultivate into immortals. Now that I think about it, it's just an old choice, and they have to watch. Today, I let you two go, maybe you will work hard to cultivate, and others will be in charge of the Sword Sect of the world, and you will rectify it well, so as not to make that senior feel cold again. ”

"The person in your mouth is really the ancestor of my Sword Sect in the world, and the bottom is bright?"

"Hahahaha, isn't there a second light under the sky?"

Bai Wuchang asked casually, but the two juniors were shocked, the bottom was bright, why was the ancestor still alive, but he would give up the Sword Sect in the world?

"When I was young, I was stubborn by nature, and I repeatedly stirred up trouble in the rivers and lakes, the world is so big, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, if it wasn't for my brother to protect me several times, I don't know which corner of the place to emerge a demon, and take me in. And that senior, he once wanted to exchange his heart for a heart and influence your entire sect, but unfortunately, leaving your Sword Sect in the world made him feel that it was a crime, ridiculous, ridiculous. Little doll, go back and tell your master, that senior said that he would stare at the Sword Sect of the world for three hundred years, and within three hundred years, if anyone in the Sword Sect of the world dares to go out of the sect to the human world to pretend to be a god and make a ghost to fill their pockets, and talk black and white, if he catches one, he will kill you One hundred disciples of the Sword Sect in the world. As for who to kill first, they will be ranked according to the level of the realm. The immortal road is a fairy, and I am afraid that the old decay has come to an end, little dolls, let's do it for ourselves. ”

After that, Bai Wuchang took a step forward, and without the bamboo pole as a foothold, his body was like a floating autumn leaf falling to the earth.

And the two twins of the same appearance of the World Sword Sect juniors, looking at each other, did not know what to say.

Whether Di Guangming has really stared at the Sword Sect in the world for three hundred years, how can he know?

The two juniors of the Sword Sect in the world were in a trance, but a heavenly thunder fell, and it fell in front of the two of them. The direction in which the thunder fell that day was naturally the direction in which Bai Wuchang fell.

Although the heavenly thunder did not fall towards the two juniors, it was so close that it would eventually be affected. The two hurriedly urged the flying sword and fled away. As for whether these two people returned to the sect and told each other truthfully, or whether they fled to a certain place to hide, I don't know.

Speaking of white impermanence, as he said, he got a great opportunity to step into the path of immortality. But he Bai Wuchang is not a real immortal cultivator after all, watching the clouds and teasing the birds on the wilderness peak of the Dusk Cold Tower, and it is a miracle that he can step into the peak of Xuanhuang. But Xuanhuang is Xuanhuang after all, and Xuanhuang at the peak of the realm can't match the newcomers without color.

He was reluctant to have the Heavenly Tribulation of the Mortal Martial Arts Hongmeng Realm, not to mention the Immortal Tribulation from the laws of heaven and earth.

Bai Wuchang let go of his hand, and the sword of impermanence emitted white light, as if he was reluctant to give up. Bai Wuchang waved his hand with kindness on his face.

The thunder was near, and the Impermanence Sword also understood the meaning of its master, and flew towards the mortal world with white light.

The thunder fell, and Bai Wuchang closed his eyes and opened his arms.

In the next moment, the ashes were gone.

In the mortal world, there were two swordsmen, one black and one white, named after ghosts and gods. The two of them traveled the world and were very chic. But even if the twins have poor talents, they can't go to the end together.

After so many years, after all, my own road has come to an end.

He was not tortured by old age and illness to death, he was not killed by the enemy because of old age and infirmity and was unable to resist and died, and he was still chic and heroic at the end of the road, very good, very good!