Yue Cangqiong and Sima Chengzhen are both the leaders of the Heavenly Dao Sect, although they have dealt with each other in the past, they have never heard of any deep friendship with them, and the people of the Shangqing Sect can't help but have doubts in their hearts when they see Yue Cangqiong like this hanging sacrifice at this time.

And Sun Changji's soul was still frightened by the golden sword, and when he turned around at this time, he realized that in just a few moments, he had gone back and forth two times before the ghost gate was closed, and he was ashamed and annoyed: "Now I am respectful, but it is too much to draw the sword in front of my master and disturb my master's immortal spirit." ”

Yue Cangqiong glanced at him and asked rhetorically: "Then you committed suicide on the spot, and blood was splashed here, didn't you disturb Sima Zhenren's soul?" Sun Changji was dumbfounded on the spot, thoughtful, and didn't know how to respond. After a long time, he said: "I have served the master since I was a child, and then I have been under his disciple and taught by him, and now that the master has passed away, I should go with the service to repay his great kindness, and I think the master will not be blamed." ”

Yue Cangqiong said coldly: "You only repay your kindness, and don't take revenge? Looking at the cynical look between your eyebrows, you should have an old enmity in your body, if you die, won't you let the enemy go away with the world? Or are you Sima Chengzhen's apprentices, all of whom are broad-minded people who repay grievances with virtue?"

As soon as Yue Cangqiong said this, Sun Changji's eyes lit up, Sun Changji was naturally not a merciful person, he was captured by the people of the Black Sect in the past, and he was humiliated, so that his heart changed greatly, and everything must go to extremes. Later, Sima Chengzhen rescued him, took pity on his miserable situation, and made an exception to take him as a disciple.

Since then, he has respected Sima Chengzhen like a heavenly man, and in the past few days, in order to maintain Sima Chengzhen's reputation, he has repeatedly gone to extremes, and even did not hesitate to bear the notoriety of killing the teacher, and he was unwilling to defend a word, one was to cover up for Sima Chengzhen, and the other was that he was already like ashes, and he had the will to live and die.

"Yes, although the people who humiliated me are dead, but the Black Sect has not been extinguished, in the past, because the servant Shizun failed to seek revenge on the Black Sect, and now the Master has passed away, if I can't eradicate the people of the Black Sect, won't it be in vain to waste the cultivation taught by the Master?" Sun Changji has a perverse temperament, and he can be called a senior in the sky, which is enough to show gratitude in his heart, and then he took off his Taoist robe and said: "The teacher is dead, Sun Changji has nothing to do with the Shangqing faction from now on. With that, the robe was flicked, and the man turned away.

Li Hanguang showed a trace of bitterness on his face, although the words of the Sword Emperor dispelled Sun Changji's will to die, but he made hatred the pillar of his life, and after that, Sun Changji's temperament was afraid that it would be more extreme, but I was afraid that it would be a blessing and a curse.

When I was worried, I saw Master Kuming walk out and said: "The road to the Western Regions is far away, if Daochang Sun doesn't dislike it, the poor monk is willing to be with you and go together." ”

Sun Changji stopped and said coldly: "The old monk is trying to stop me?"

Ku Ming said: "The poor monk is to cross you, but also to cross the people of the Black Sect, life is not only about enmity and hatred, the Taoist knows how to let go, this body can really be free." ”

"Hmph, the old bald man is full of Buddhist teachings, which is really impatient. Sun Changji stepped a little lower, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Master Kuming clasped his palms together and said, "Daochang Sun, walk slowly, and wait for the old man." Saying that, he moved forward steadily, and the space seemed to lose its meaning under his feet, and each step was no more than a foot, but it shrank into an inch and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that Master Kuming was following closely, Li Hanguang's worried color only faded slightly, and he only hoped that Master Kuming's Buddhism was profound, and this trip to the Western Regions could dispel Sun Changji's anger as soon as possible.

When the figures of the two had disappeared into the depths of the mountain fog, Li Hanguang said to Yue Cang: "The predecessor of the Sword Emperor came to pay tribute in person, and the spirit of the master in the sky must also be gratified, and please sit down first." ”

Li Hanguang wanted to introduce Yue Cangqiong into the banquet, but Yue Cangqiong said: "Don't worry, this seat also wrote a sub-elegy to express my sorrow, and let me present it." ”

Yue Cangqiong said, clapped his hands, and a disciple in a golden robe stepped forward with a black wooden tray in his hand, and two long pieces of paper were stacked on the tray. With a wave of the firmament sleeve robe, the two paper couplets rose up like long snakes, flew out, and actually pasted themselves on the pillars on both sides.

"Good means!" There was no shortage of masters present, and when they saw this scene, several cheers rang out, and Ying Feiyang in the crowd also saw the doorway, secretly shocked. The paper couplet was not coated with paste on the back, and it could be attached to the pillar in a silky way, because the two pieces of paper pressed the pillar slightly into a depression and embedded it in the pillar.

Ying Feiyang said in his heart: "With my skills, I can stand up the paper and embed the edge of the paper on the pillar, but this Sword Emperor can actually understate and press the tiled paper into the pillar, which is a hundred times more difficult, and the name of the Sword Emperor is really unusual." ”

At this time, I saw that everyone was pointing at the couplet, and there were many discussions, all revealing inexplicable meanings, Ying Feiyang also looked at it, and read softly: "Write classics, spread the Fa, establish words and virtues, and walk in line with the Tao for a hundred years......;

"A lifetime of fame is due to the sword. Yue Cangqiong added: "This seat originally planned to write like this, but when it came to the last word, it was a lonely feeling, and I didn't want to put down the pen, I don't know if there was anyone present who could make up for the word owed by this seat." ”

Sima Chengzhen is also quite famous in the literary world, and there are naturally few literati present, so he saw a scribe take the lead and said: "What's so difficult about this, on penmanship, your words are more than strong, and the soft turn is insufficient, which is far worse than Sima Zhenren's golden scissors book...... , Fang Sven swept the floor, at this time, he naturally had to give a good review, save face, and was about to lift the pen to step forward, suddenly, Ying Feiyang shouted carefully, and held down the scribe.

An invisible and substantial sword aura burst out from the words, which shot towards the scribe, but fortunately, Ying Feiyang took a step faster, and pressed the scribe's head down to save him, but the scribe's hat and half of his hair had been cut off, and the man was shocked, and his face was like earth.

"Ignorant and corrupt, dare to judge this seat?" said the Sword Emperor with a wide eye.

Ying Feiyang continued to press the scribe's head, but his eyes were attracted by the couplet.

The sword emperor's handwriting, naturally extraordinary, the words silver hook iron painting, such as a sword like a blade, the edge is pressing, a sword intent that looks at the world and is proud of the world is about to come out.

What's even more rare is that from the beginning of the first word, the sword intent is to climb one word at a time, each word is extremely powerful, but the next word compares the previous word down, and stops abruptly at the last word. It is like the scene of climbing Mount Tai, at first look at the wall cutting dry, I think that I have reached the extreme, until I turn to the peak, I see that the fan cliff is more on the peak;

But when you are familiar with the rhythm of this gradual climbing, step by step to the top, you suddenly find that your head is empty, and the peak above you has flown away!

There were also many masters present, staring at the words with their eyes brushed at this time, or their eyes were fanatical, or they wrung their eyebrows and pondered, or they shook their heads silently, but none of them stepped forward to make up for the words. Ying Feiyang also saw the doorway, the sword intent on the word is raised layer by layer, but the last word is missing, it is like a towering mountain, broken from the mountainside, if you want to make up for the word, the sword intent of the last word must be higher than all the words in front.

But the Sword Emperor is known as the extreme sword in the world, and the "mountainside" for him is an unattainable peak in the eyes of others. Although it is only an unfinished sword intent, if you want to overshadow it, there are not many people in the world who can do it.

On the side, Du Ruyu asked Li Hanguang: "Senior brother, you may be able to make up for it?"

Li Hanguang said: "You may try hard, but you are not sure." ”

Du Ruzhi said: "Yue Cang came this time, the motive is unknown, it seems that there is a temptation, senior brother, don't be in a hurry to do it, wait for others to try the truth." ”

At this time, a monk who seemed to be a Taoist and a vulgar monk, who looked at him with some years of accumulation and a young face, stood up and said, "In Xia Yubofu, if you are willing to give it a try, can the Sword Emperor give me a chance?"

Yue Cang looked at him horizontally, and said, "Are you from Feiyun Island in Penglai Immortal Realm?" Well, it's only forty, and it's not bad to practice Liuxia Divine Skill to the third layer of Qingxia Realm, but since you haven't reached the fourth Zixia Realm, I advise you not to humiliate yourself." As soon as these words came out, Yu Bo Fu's face immediately changed, and the firmament was just a glance, and he said his strength, age, cultivation and realm, this insight really shocked him. But the other party's contemptuous words made him secretly annoyed. Don't choke: "Since the Sword Emperor has the heart to take the test, why not let me give it a try?"

Yue Cangqiong said: "If you want to humiliate yourself, I will naturally not stop you, but Liuxia Divine Skill is quite unique, if you can't leave a single ink spot on the Lian today, I am afraid that you will not be able to practice this skill in the future, so leave the Liuxia Divine Skill secret book and give it to me to give to others." ”

Yu Bofu's face changed, and he said: "My Liuxia Divine Skill has actually entered the Sword Emperor's magic eye, but it is too easy for the Sword Emperor to ask for it like this." ”

Yue Cangqiong said disdainfully: "Who is in this seat, how can I bother to calculate you, naturally I am betting with you, if you can leave an ink spot on the couplet, I will exchange this book with you." ”

Yue Cangqiong said, took out an ancient scroll and still put it on the case, everyone thought that the book that the Sword Emperor was carrying was an extraordinary product, and they all stretched their necks to look at it, but when they saw the name on the scroll, their eyes were on fire, and their faces were red with excitement.

On the simple white jade book, there is a strong and dignified four-character small seal——

"Golden Sword"!

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