At the beginning of chaos, heaven and earth were formed, the land of Jiuzhou, the sky tilted to the northwest, and the earth fell to the southeast.

In the western part of the Jiuzhou continent, there are steep mountains and steep cliffs. A mirror-like curtain of water poured down from the edge of the wall, stirring and churning, and the sound was like thunder, deafening.

Along its water curtain, several blue belts are detoured, and the four waters converge in one place, and the vast soup soup forms the magnificent wonder of this waterfall.

And the height and attention, ten thousand peaks meandering and circling, vast and boundless, a crack valley as long as tens of thousands of miles, across the heaven and earth, like being split by a giant holding a magic axe, down to the ground, unfathomable, daunting.

Here, it is also one of the three strange cliffs of the Jiuzhou Continent - the Falling Demon Cliff!

The one who called this name is said to be the place where a demon god fell, and this majestic and unfathomable cliff is the power of the demon god's angry sword.

Whether the rumors are true or not is impossible to verify. But I saw that on this Fallen Demon Cliff, the peaks and mountains were towering and green, and the clouds and mist were shrouded. It's March, the cliff is full of strange flowers and plants, and the fallen flowers are colorful, but there is no one to see, dare to hunt this magnificent scene, and look for the mountain.

It is not that they dare not dare, but they hate incompetence! The majestic mountains in the northwest are no longer places where mortals can set foot in them.

And today, thirty zhang away from the cliff bank of the Fallen Demon, in a verdant bamboo forest, there is a song of undulating guqin. Pulling a closer look, the forest breeze is bleak, the smoke is rising, and a clear mountain spring slowly flows into the pond in front of the courtyard around a small simple bamboo house.

The pond is scattered with pebbles of different colors, and the small fish between the stones are either still and contemplative, or moving back and forth, which is a lot of fun. The surface of the pond is crystal clear, with blue sky and white clouds, and all the covered water reflect each other.

In front of the bamboo house, there is a simple stone table, a dark seven-string guqin is placed on the stage, the person who plays the piano has ten slender fingers, a white robe with wide sleeves, and the hair is coiled up, leaving a strand of hair to obliquely cover the eyes. It seems that this is a handsome young man, with a very beautiful figure, a smile at the corner of his mouth, an elegant demeanor, a pair of bright eyes like stars twinkling, looking at the dancing shadows ten meters away, tender like water.

The ten fingers of the young man are smart, caressing on the strings, like a ring, melodious and pleasant.

Shun the young man's gaze, and saw a woman with a beautiful complexion and elegant bearing. The woman's cheeks were flushed, her face was like condensed fat, her figure was graceful, and three thousand biss hung down. Wearing a light blue gown, with a smile and a smile, it has its own ten thousand styles, and it is so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

The two peach blossoms in front of the court bloomed for that moment, and the petals were attracted to flow towards the woman's white hands under the tree, like a dancing ribbon. The woman threw her hands up, and then moved with the sound of the young man's piano - Yan Wan returned to the wind like flying, and Lihua raised her sleeves and jade posture.

If anyone is here, they will know that this dance is very popular, but few people dance it out of the perfect "Neon Dress and Feather Song".

A woman's posture –

Movement is "like a frightening dragon!"

Tranquility is "the breeze is coming, the water waves are not prosperous!"

It's really out of the highest level of this song!

The spring breeze in March gently brushed the young man's bright forehead, his hands stroking the qin paused slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and a pair of bright eyes seemed to see through the red dust, with a touch of tiredness, gently withdrawn, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The peach petals pulled by the woman's hand fell to the ground, and the white soles were spotless, as if the previous dance was completed, and the whole process was completed in the ground clearance.

"Forget the dust!"

The woman's sharp eyes looked through the sassy bamboo forest, with a hint of anxiety, and walked quickly to forget the dust.

Wangchen shook his head and chuckled, picked up a jar of wine on the ground, opened the top flower, held it with both hands, and sent it to his mouth. A heroic atmosphere, if the sun is empty, swallowing mountains and rivers:

"Zeng Cangyu, old rest mountain. Eighty thousand miles, proud of the world. I want to shake the Nine Heavens and take the stars to fight the immortals. A heroic body soars into the sky, and the two sleeves are happy with the breeze and wine. ”

The wine jar in Wangchen's hand shook with the sky through his voice, and then fell to the ground and fell apart.

Slowly, Wangchen got up and grabbed the woman's slender and white hands, smiled, as if it was a spring in March, unable to hide the fragrance of moisturizing things, and said gently: "Ruo'er, I'm tired and don't want to run away anymore." Today, it's over the dust!"

"Forget the dust, no matter what choice you make, Ling Ruo will be by your side, eternal life and eternal separation!"

Ling Ruozi knew the meaning of forgetting the dust, his eyes were full of autumn water, with a touch of determination, he opened his hands and hugged the forgetting dust tightly, but his body trembled involuntarily.

Forget Chen gently stroked Ling Ruo's hair, full of affection, even if there are thousands of beauties in the world, there is only one her in her eyes, dyed all the grace.

Suddenly, the sky was clear and clear, dark clouds were rolling, and above the nine heavens, lightning was raging, purple thunder roared, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Forget Chen's hand gently stroked the zither, and the sound of the qin rolled up a bamboo leaf, tore open the barrier in the depths of the bamboo forest, and said loudly: "Since you are here, why don't you show up and see it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of figures flew out of the bamboo forest, blocking the originally elegant and quiet bamboo house, and forming a killing game.

"Haha, Forget the Dust Sword Venerable, Ling Ruo Fairy, don't come unharmed!"

A white-bearded old man with a dust whisk laughed heartily, looked at the two people in the field with burning eyes, and shook slightly: "The old man visited with all the Taoist friends this time, disturbing the two Qing Xiu, how offended he was, please forgive me!"

"The master of the Wu Daozi Sect of the Nine Gates, the fairy of the Yuehua Palace, the immeasurable master of the Buddha Temple, the sect master of Qiu Qianjie of the Sword God Sect, the master of the Ethereal Pavilion Yunchenzi Pavilion, and the five strongest sects of the Jiuzhou Continent have gathered in the Falling Demon Cliff, what a big deal! They are all old friends, and you don't have to be polite! It's just-"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he sat on the stone bench unhurriedly, looked at the top of the food chain of the Nine Continents Continent, and said loudly: "I don't have much friendship with you, and I can't entertain you because I am so simple." It's really flattering that you're making such a big move, and I don't know what to do!"

"Forget the dust, I am waiting for you to cultivate hard, I respect you for the Sword Venerable, I don't want you to be so empty-eyed and disgraced the name of the Sword Venerable. The greetings are even more meaningless, this palace is here to ask you for something, if you know each other, hand over the key, otherwise, the Falling Demon Cliff is where you are buried!"

The wind is like smoke and the fairy looks extremely beautiful, like a shy white lotus, dressed in white without wind and automatic, and her voice is like a heavenly sound, ethereal and beautiful.

It's just that the pleasant voice is mixed with a chilling coldness.

There was a sneer on Forgotten Chen's handsome face, and he didn't see him angry, and his fingers lightly tapped the stone table, as if he was ignoring the wind and smoke, and as if he was contemplating.

There are many monks in the Jiuzhou Continent, but there are very few who have become great avenues. A hundred years ago, a young man with a wind and rain sword quietly rose, shocking Jiuzhou, and there is still a four-line poem about him in the red dust:

The young man is unparalleled in the world, and a sword shakes all directions. There is no one in the world, and there is also good and evil.

Forget the dust Lang, that is, forget the dust himself, is known as the forget the dust sword venerable by the world!

A few years ago, Forget Chen broke into a chaotic space and obtained a magical key, which contained incomparably pure immortal energy, which was inexhaustible and endless, and was later recognized as the treasure Tianshu left behind in the land of Jiuzhou.

According to classical records, the Supreme Treasure Tianshu was originally the key to open the door of the taboo, and if you get it, you can become an immortal and control the world. Forget the dust to get this treasure, within a few years, the realm has grown rapidly, and after the lack of spiritual energy, the youngest sword venerable in 10,000 years is unparalleled!

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!

The birth of the Supreme Treasure Tianshu caused an uproar in the Jiuzhou Continent, causing thousands of sects to covet it, and the world was jealous. As a result, Forget Dust was labeled as a devil, and countless sects stood up one after another, pretending to be the vicissitudes of the right path, vowing to destroy Forget Dust to set an example.

Forgetting his life's career as a horseman, decisive in killing, happy and revenge, Jiuzhou Continent prides himself on being a famous and decent person, and I don't know how many of them have become the soul of his wind and rain sword. Until he met Ling Ruo, he forgot about this gentle and affectionate woman at first sight. A year ago, he took Ling Ruo to hide in the Jiuzhou Continent and ran around.

But the world is greedy by nature, how can it be easy to let him go?

Ling Ruo warmed the tea, a fragrant fragrance wafted through the bamboo forest, slowly rising, everyone's nose moved slightly, but seeing the tea in Ling Ruo's hand, it was slightly poured into the cup, and he had the desire to see it, and he couldn't help but squirm in his throat, and his mouth was even more dry.

Forget Chen took a cup of tea handed over by Ling Ruo, took a sip, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, and praised: "The beginning is astringent and the end is sweet, the aftertaste is long, refreshing, good tea!"

"The Falling Demon Cliff is better than the handsome appearance of the strange peak, and ordinary people can't set foot in it, so this natural tea, the water of the morning dew, is taken, and the red dust does not see the qionglu, and the taste is excellent. Everyone has come from afar, let's taste the taste of Fallen Demon Cliff tea!"

Ling Ruo laughed softly, his fingers moved slightly, as if he was doing a trick, and the tea cup in his hand flew out of his hand one by one and fell into the hands of everyone in the bamboo.

Ling Ruo tilted his head slightly, his face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "The number of people is one hundred and fifty-three, except for the five giants, they are all the masters of the three sects and the ninth rank, and their strength is not to be underestimated. ”

"It seems that today's situation is powerless!"

Forget Chen smiled sadly, there was no fear in his eyes, but the reluctance in his eyes made Ling Ruo's body beside him shock!

Among the five giants, the Venerable Master of the Buddha Temple has white eyebrows, red light, and strong spirits, wearing a ruby robe, and holding a golden Zen staff in his left hand. He drank the tea in his right hand, and with a wave of his sleeve, the teacup fell lightly on the stone table.

Then, a sincere smile appeared on the old man's face, and he twisted the Buddha beads in his left hand and sighed:

"Amitabha, thank you Ling Ruo Fairy Qionglu, it is indeed a good tea, the old man drank this lamp, and suddenly felt refreshed!"

After saying that, the Venerable Master of Immeasurable Beings stepped forward gently, facing Forget the Dust from a distance, his face was still shining with spring, and said kindly: "Forget the Dust Lord, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." My Buddha is compassionate, and I am willing to change my heart and face and be a new person. Wouldn't it be beautiful if the donor handed over the key, and we would work together to open the forbidden door, so that the aura of the world could be revived, all sentient beings would be purified, and everyone would ascend to Sendai?"

Forget Chen laughed in his heart, these real executioners of the Jiuzhou Continent actually used human justice to kidnap him and push him into the abyss, and he will never recover. With a wry smile on his face, Forget Chen slowly stood up from the stone bench, stood with his hands in his hands, his white clothes fluttering in the wind, and looked at the people a few meters away and said loudly:

"The Buddha is compassionate, dare to ask the Buddha, what is the right way? Is it the group of well-dressed beasts in front of me? Dare to ask the Buddha, what is the devil's way? Is it me, the guardian of the forbidden gate? I have the supreme treasure of the heavenly pivot, guarding the land of Jiuzhou, just to avoid the earth-shattering catastrophe of 10,000 years ago. However, the world will not allow me, and the way of heaven will cut off my way of life under the pretense of color, and today, I will go against the sky and slaughter all the hypocritical lackeys such as Er!"

After speaking, Wangchen's expression was dignified, his whole body was like a vast mountain, his clothes were windless and swaying, he swung back, a strand of long hair fluttered on his forehead, revealing a pair of bright eyes, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand made a move to the stone table, and the seven-stringed guqin suddenly turned into a three-foot Qingfeng and fell into his hand.