On the other side of Jiuju Mountain, under the clouds, there is a spacious cliff flat, and there is a path like a plank road, which leads through the steep cliff to the side of the world.

Even before the experience of falling out of the sea of clouds, people like Lei Zhenyu and Chang An, who had climbed the mountain privately before, had been to this cliff. And at the beginning, without exception, they all chose to climb the mountain from this side. At that time, the scenery was also very strange when climbing into the clouds, but it was far less dangerous than this time, and the clouds were treacherous; especially when several people teamed up to climb the mountain, what they saw along the way was simply another magical cave in the world.

When night falls, the wind is as cool as water. The students on the cliff flat had their own thoughts, but they didn't have much to say.

Of the seven chances that were promised, only six treasures are now in existence. Coupled with the senior brother Fang Mao, it seems that there are only seven of the Eight Immortals of Jiuju Mountain, who originally thought it was possible.

In the secret realm, there is only one junior brother left who is more mysterious than Lei Zhenyu. said that it was the orphan who did not return to the mountain, Peixiu died in the natural disaster, but in fact, no one believed it, but no one asked much. For this matter, some people have no heart and lungs, such as Fang Mao and Shen Gongjie, and some people are secretly paying attention everywhere, collecting all kinds of clues bit by bit, and the most concerned about this is Zhong Li, who has always been smiling and welcoming people.

Seeing that time is passing by little by little, there is only one hour left before the end of the January period. On the silent cliff, the most disturbing movement is Zhong Li's chattering Ruru, and Zhou Cheng's long sigh and guilt.

"Actually, I persuaded him half a month ago, and the things that are destined to belong to him are barely coming. The one-month deadline given by the master is not a whim, let alone a rush to accept apprentices. This kind of thing is to open a mountain and establish a faction, and everyone knows that there is no urgency. Therefore, since there is a time limit for thunder to be shaken, there must be a reason for it. The Master can't say it explicitly, it's a secret of heaven that can't be revealed, but we have a little bit of brains ourselves, so we can't use our brains, right, so what kind of books are we reading? Zhong Li's attitude of hating iron but not steel, and his tone of concern, at least reached the realm of Ying Tianzhen.

"These things are meaningless. The point is, do we sum up and see if there is a way for a dead horse to be a live horse doctor?

If Zhong Li hadn't mentioned it, in fact, everyone hadn't thought that there would be such a consequence, and when he mentioned it, the whole atmosphere became dull.

Then Zhou Cheng's long sigh seemed like a thunderbolt that struck his heart. "Hey...... Actually, it's my fault. Maybe I remembered it a little longer, and I remembered to leave that ink line before I saved my mother, maybe he could use it. Whether you can draw out your own share of the opportunity, not to mention, but for the investigation of some clues of the secret realm calamity, maybe it will still be beneficial. At that time, I was also in a hurry, just thinking that since I didn't go up the mountain, I guess Ren Pingsheng would be able to avoid a lot of trouble. Chance calamity, it should come and go with the master. There is no reason why the Lord is not there, and it can be passed on to others. If he could have thought of such a contingency situation, he should have left the ink line behind and handed it over to him. ”

The tone was guilty, but it sounded awkward, and no one was-for-tat. After all, everyone's Dao roots will not be easily revealed, even if they are brothers in the same sect, Dao cultivation is of the same origin, and everyone's talent foundation should be reserved for each other. So what you can't do, can you blame Zhou Cheng?

But everyone also knows that if there is no Ren Pingsheng, Zhou Cheng and Zhong Chengshu, even if they have the opportunity to log in to the secret realm, the final result will be difficult to move an inch.

Then what the son of the engineer did, whether it was unfair or not, can only be judged by opinion.

Li Xilian silently on the edge of the cliff, practicing the unfamiliar Tai Chi sword style; every sword qi that falls into a circle can involve the operation of a yin and yang qi machine, like a pair of male and female swimming fish, relatively entangled in the water between the world and the world, harmonious and free. Just wait until that gas engine is running pure,

Li Xilian would shake the tip of her sword and throw it at the sea of clouds above. A whirling machine of air can blow up a large pit in a circle of clouds with a radius of several feet, and the clouds in the pit will dissipate without a trace, but for the whole vast sea of clouds, this kind of trick is far from the effect of a country boy throwing pebbles into a wide pond. The pond will be especially rippling, and this vast sea of clouds is not even a decent splash.

But Li Xilian's lips were tightly closed, her expression was blank, sword after sword, and there was neither discouragement nor hope.

"This set of swordsmanship, plus that set of boxing techniques, actually has the dual benefits of martial arts and qi training. If the founder can persevere, deduce and clarify the mysteries and esoteries implicit in it, and then find the door to the path that is deeply hidden, it may not be impossible to enter the Tao with hope. Even if you can't find it, if it becomes a pure martial art, the upper limit of the realm is definitely not low. Lei Zhenyu was behind Li Xilian, he probably felt that this woman with very rare martial arts talents, if she could think more about the future and realm, she would be less disturbed by the seven emotions and six desires. And the presence or absence of that kind of turmoil, Lei Zhenyu has always felt that it is the most fundamental difference between ants and strong people.

"But it's better to enter the Tao first, or to use martial arts orthodoxy as a foundation. Otherwise, this kind of practice is easy to fall into the devil, and it is the orthodoxy of Taoism to consolidate one's own furnace and refine the aura of heaven and earth. Or strengthening the body of a martial artist and cultivating the true qi of the inner family is the right way of martial arts. This set of fist swords vaguely has the image of refining the entire small world of oneself and integrating into the big world outside the body. Not to mention that no one has walked this kind of road, even if it works, it is still a magic road. ”

The woman did not stop with her sword and did not say a word. Lei Zhenyu also kept silent, and at this point, the other party listened or not, and did not force it; anyway, the Yangguan Avenue taken by tens of millions of people in the world, in his eyes Lei Zhenyu, was a sheep intestine path.

Could it be that Shen Gongjie, who usually salivates more than tea, came out of the west today, sitting like a bell standing like a pine, from beginning to end, there was no movement.

Ren Pingsheng was on the shore of the big lake of Leichi, standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the Yungen Stone that had been cut down at the bottom of the cliff. Only half of the Yungen Stone remains, and it is still like a tide of clouds and mist, surging out, continuously filling the entire sea of clouds.

A Yungen stone, its scale is not inferior to the original hometown of the stone camel mountain on the hump stone, in the mountain of no return, you will only think that it is a stone, once out of the mountain of no return, such a stone, is a well-deserved small mountain.

Ren Pingsheng successively used that pillow to build seventeen small worlds, each of which shrouded the entire Yungen Stone.

In each small world, he handed out seventeen swords one after another, and finally cut off the Yungen Stone that was like a small mountain. Half of the fallen cliff's cloud root was stoned into a pile of shards. I never thought that the cloud root stone was broken, and it did not damage this cloud foot for half a minute, and its speed of replenishing the sea of clouds did not decrease but increased!

Not only did the entire sea of clouds become turbulent from the original microwave ripples, but also the original starry and moon-bright sky dome also began to generate a gloomy scene of dense fog covering the sky and black clouds pressing down on the city.

Not only that, but the great lake of thunder slurry, which lacked a source of living water, had become a pool of stagnant water, and as the cloud roots broke, the level of the entire lake fell rapidly. The thunder pool slurry erupted from the collapse of the cloud root stone at the low place, and in an instant, countless thunder and lightning torrents poured down the entire sea of clouds, and there were even denser electric light whipping into the sky.

The entire heaven and earth have become a thunder purgatory with no grass.

If it weren't for the isolated small world of the Sea Kingdom Dragon Palace by the lake, Ren Pingsheng would have been split into a pile of charcoal fragments by lightning even if he hadn't been burned to ashes at this moment.

If you want to die, the warm tree nest gang charm carried on your body has been exhausted. The sacrifice of this Sea Kingdom Dragon Palace is the last talisman left on the body.

Judging from the speed at which the lake is sinking, when this thunder pool leaks more than halfway, this Sea Country Dragon Palace will also deplete its spiritual energy and disappear.

He was on the top of the highest hall in the middle of the Dragon Palace, standing with his sword in hand. The bright moon and starry sky high above his head gradually blurred, and beyond the blurred starry sky, the hideous face of the black clouds that overwhelmed the city gradually appeared. Every thunder and fire whip outside the sky would draw countless cracks in the blurred and shaking starry sky, and when the starry sky shattered, it would be when the entire Dragon Palace was buried in the sea of fire.

The slurry of the thunder pond in the lake, which has been smelted for tens of thousands of years, not only does not decrease in the slightest, but becomes more hot and condensed. A crumbling crack in the starry sky, and a few rays of thunder seeped in, and before it landed, it ignited a raging fire in the sky above the entire Dragon Palace, spraying down to the small world. The flames burned three thousand miles into the sky, and the land where it passed began to rain a torrential fire like a waterfall.

Under the fire, the rivers and mountains were scorched.

As the rain of fire approached, the scattered "raindrops" ignited many fires in the heavy buildings of the Dragon Palace;

Ren Pingsheng was indifferent, standing on the roof, like a statue of a sword.

Under the continuous thunder and light whipping, a canopy of aura scattered finally shattered!

Black clouds poured in like a tide at the gap, and a flash of lightning swept through, and between the cracks of the black clouds, a flowing fire river that meandered for thousands of miles was ignited, forming a fire cloud sky dome, which quickly fell to the earth.

Ren Pingsheng just tilted his head slightly, his gaze was as calm as water, and the Huoyun Sky Dome, which seemed to be close at hand because of its vastness, was actually thousands of feet away from his head.

Ren Pingsheng was about to exert his sword, and within the reach of the sword qi, he would not be able to reach a height of a hundred zhang, let alone break through the flowing fire sky that was thousands of zhang away.

So he just waited quietly, silently calculating the change in distance between each other.

The thick clouds pressed on the top, and the waves splashed by the flowing fire swept over Ren Pingsheng's cold face, a few green smoke came out of the hair, and countless hair ends curled instantly.

The young man in the green shirt, who had become unkempt in an instant, slowly spread out the palm of his hand on the hilt of the sword.

A priceless mountain talisman, the talisman gall gently bursts open, and the rich and abundant talisman aura instantly blends into the dragon palace heaven and earth in this place where only the cone remains.

Heaven and earth suddenly seemed to slow down a thousand times, the black clouds turned into countless particles of visible fine water transport, and the heavenly fire condensed into a slow-flowing fire transport substance. It is extremely difficult to distinguish between the whole heaven and earth, the substance and the void, and everything has become like a liquefied clear heaven and earth.

A condensed sword light, like the weight of hanging ten thousand jun, right down and up, slowly arcing. Every inch of the sword light arc moved upward, as if it was exhausting Ren Pingsheng's life's strength, and it was also exhausting all the sword intent he had been refining for several years.

Maybe in the next inch, he will be exhausted, and from then on, the sword heart will be shattered and he will be reduced to a waste.

But inch after inch, the sword light never stopped, and the arc drawn was always smooth and coherent, and the arc was perfect.

The sword light was in a semicircle, and a qi machine that manifested into the appearance of a yang fish jumped out of the earth and floated into the sky.

The sword light did not stop, but turned from top to bottom.

A circle was drawn, and another qi machine that manifested into the shape of a yin fish sank to the ground.

Time is so slow that even in it, you can't even notice this unprecedented reversal of heaven and earth.

In the inverted heaven and earth that had turned into a thick void, Ren Pingsheng "raised his head" and went down, jumped slightly, and handed out a sword......

Ren Pingsheng has never practiced the eighteenth sword of the railing relief, and he doesn't even need to deliberately think of the posture form of the sword move, but the body falls, swings at will, and takes out the sword casually, which is natural.

Heaven has mercy on the world, and I am sad that the sky is as thin as paper.