The conditions for getting the immortal fate of this Luyang moon viewing are very simple, that is, the first to arrive in front of the Hanshan Temple, you can bathe in the power of the Taiyin stars, but at the same time, the process is also very difficult, and you need to endure endless mental and physical torture on the mountain road.

Xuan Ion grew up in the Kunlun Immortal Palace since he was a child, and he didn't know how many times he had climbed up and down the mountain road leading to the Jade Void Palace, and his spiritual body had already far surpassed that of cultivators in the same realm, so he could pass through the mountain road and the mountain road without any pressure.

In his eyes, the biggest competitor for this trip was the prince of the demon clan from Wuliang Mountain, if he hadn't delayed some time in the mountain, how could he miss the fairy fate?

For him, this is tantamount to giving away the fairy fate.

The most important thing is that not only did he not get the immortal fate, but he was not the second to reach Hanshan Temple.

He was the third.

The second was the little Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the side.

Xuan Ion remembered who this little Taoist priest was.

He is the most authentic Kunlun descendant, since he was a child, he is the most favored disciple on the mountain, surrounded by the stars and moons of the master and did not make him indulge in it, with his firm Taoist heart and strong strength, in the nine halls of the fairy palace many young generation can also be ranked in the top three, since he was a child, he has a concept in his heart, that is, to spread the Taoist gate to the heaven and the earth, so that the incense of the fairy palace blooms in the heaven and the earth, so his requirements for the cultivators are very high, even very strict.

A cultivator must have a pure heart towards the path, always prevent the erosion of red dust karma, and even more so, have the habit of self-discipline, only when he is strong can he win the respect of others.

These concepts, he is not only used to restrain himself, but also to restrain the disciples in the Immortal Palace, and vaguely includes the people in the world's Taoist sects.

Because he wants to carry forward the Daomen, he hates the Divine Dynasty that has constraints on the Daomen, and because he is tired of the world, he made a negative evaluation of the inscriptions on the bluestone before, because he wants the Daomen to be strong, so when he sees three Taoist priests in the mountains cowering in the face of a demon beast, he will feel bored, so he said something indifferent.

Except for the person sitting in the moonlight, he didn't look at anyone when he went up the mountain this time, not because of arrogance, but because he was very confident, or rather, he also thought that he would meet other competitors, such as the person from the Divine Dynasty, such as the monk he once saw, but he never thought that the one who came one step earlier than him would be a little Taoist priest who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, the cultivation of the Divine Mind Realm can be called amazing, but after all, it is only the Divine Mind Realm.

The mountain road is easy for him to pass, because he is a descendant of Kunlun, it does not mean that other people can be like him, and those who retreated down the mountain or did not go out of the spiritual world before are the best examples.

He didn't see him beside the fat Taoist priest when he was in front of the mountain road, and he thought that this little Taoist priest must have died in the mountains, but he didn't expect to reach the Hanshan Temple one step ahead of him.

Doesn't that mean that if there is no moonlight, in terms of priority, the fairy fate is still not his.

But he didn't have time to think about it too much now, because he still had a chance before the month was over.

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"You're late. ”

The young man sitting in front of the Hanshan Temple slowly spoke.

"I understand, but I want to try. ”

"You're no match for me right now. ”

Confident and domineering, there is no doubt in the flat tone, even if the other party is a descendant of Kunlun.

Xuan Ion didn't say anything more, his right hand held the hilt of the sword behind him, and slowly pulled out the sword with an extremely natural movement.

It was just a simple action of drawing the sword, but there was a natural aura of Taoism, and even the moonlight that shone down began to ripple with the drawing of the sword.

The young man's expression in the moonlight also became more and more serious with the action of Xuan Ion drawing his sword, reaching out and bending his fingers on the sword across his lap, he did not taste defeat among his peers when he was in the mountain, and this time he went out of the mountain for only one purpose, that is, to enter the Buzhou Mountain of the God Dynasty.

In the face of the Kunlun heirs, is there any reason not to fight?

Ning Shu, who was on the side, saw that the two of them had the potential to use their swords, stood up and took more than ten steps back to avoid being affected, and at the same time expressed that he had no intention of fighting.

Since he was able to go up to this Hanshan Temple, even if he only had the cultivation of the Divine Mind Realm, the two people who drew their swords in the field did not dare to despise him.

The young man nodded, glanced up at the moonlight, then looked at Xuan Ion, and said, "You are stronger than I thought, but I will not retract the previous sentence." ”

Xuan Ion looked solemn and said, "Please." ”

The voices of the two were as cold as the moonlight, echoing in front of the Hanshan Temple, and the moonlight around them also rippled.

The first to strike was naturally Xuan Ion.

I saw him raise an afterimage and walk towards the man in the moonlight.

The body of the sword is wrapped in a mysterious and mysterious clear qi, which is the unique Xuanqing law intention of the Kunlun descendants, taken from the Tao and used in the Tao, Xuan ion cast the Dao sword with the Xuanqing law intention, and it arrived in the center of the field in an instant.

When the two met, the sword in their hands also met, and a fluctuation of magic intent was set off in the field, as if the air exploded.

Xuan Ion's shirt was raised, but his eyes were fixed on a sword in the young man's hand.

"Taiyi!"

He knew this sword, but he didn't expect the young man to bring this sword out this time.

The sword that burned like the sun and had red gold feathers all over its body, which could eclipsate the heavens and stars, was the treasure of the Golden Crow clan of the Infinite Mountain, the Taiyi Sword.

Legend has it that the Taiyi Sword is named after the Supreme Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, and its material is forged from the fragments of the Heavenly Emperor's magic weapon.

But the sword in Xuan Ion's hand is not inferior, his Dao sword condensed with Xuanqing Law Intent is condensed according to the Yuan Shi Sword in the Jade Void Palace, and there is a trace of the sword intent of the Yuan Shi Sword.

Heavenly Emperor to Dao Ancestor!

The imprint of the ancestors on the descendants is still seen today.

Ning Shu had a look in his eyes, and the person who loved the sword felt a trace of excitement at this time, the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and even the fifty strings in the heaven and earth that he sensed were shaking, and he had an urge to get involved.

But he understood. With his cultivation at this time, he was not qualified to participate in the two of them at all, so he stuck to his mind and suppressed his excitement.

It's also a kind of tempering.

The young man and Xuan Ion's minds were on the sword at this time, and they didn't know that the little Taoist priest of the Divine Mind Realm who had retreated to the side had actually thought about coming to fight with a sword.

The young man still sat cross-legged on the ground and did not get up, but the Taiyi sword that was originally across his knee was already holding it in his hand to block the sword slashed by Xuan Ion.

Xuan Ion's sword caused a gap in the moonlight to appear in the sky, and a smooth section appeared where the swords in the hands of the two people intersected, as if cutting off the moonlight and dividing the moonlight into two sections.

In that gap, the crimson golden flames collided with the Xuanqing-colored sea water, and the two sword intents collided against each other.

Domineering and natural.

It's beautiful.

The blue bricks in front of the temple under the feet of the two could no longer withstand such power, and they spread like broken glass, spreading like cobwebs in all directions.

Ning Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling the wanton sword in the field, while confirming his own law.

There are thousands of sword intents in the world, and the two of them in the field have the cultivation of knowing the dream realm, and they have cultivated the two sword intents of domineering and natural in their hands to another realm, and he will definitely embark on this path.

Two clear sword sounds suddenly sounded in the field.

The broken green bricks were lifted piece by piece, if it was only broken before, then at this time, it was like a piece of glass that was smashed with a hammer, and the rubble flew around.

This is the first time that Taiyi and Yuanshi have separated since they collided together.

And then they met again.

Then they split up again.

Collided countless times in the blink of an eye.

Or split, or chop, or cut, or smash.

There is no subtle swordsmanship, only the most primitive swordsmanship, like a warrior wielding a weapon on the battlefield.

The tinkling sound was incessant, because the two swords met so quickly that there was no interruption sound.

When the crisp sound stopped, the moonlight returned to its previous state, shining softly.

The two swords separated, and so did the two figures.

The young man was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, the blue bricks that were broken like cobwebs spread to a distance of three feet in front of him and then came to an abrupt halt, forming a round platform, and the young man sat quietly, bathed in the moonlight, the sword in his hand was already in the sheath, he lowered his head, and stroked the three-legged bird on the hilt of the sword with his hand.

Xuan Ion retreated after ten zhang, his face was a little pale, and he was holding a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the ground, like a stone sculpture.

When he looked up, he saw that the young man was still sitting in place.

"Knowing the best in your dreams?"

He said, "My cultivation is not as good as yours. ”

"I thought that I knew that the strength of the product in my dream was enough to go out of the mountain and walk the world, but I didn't expect that you had surpassed your peers, your Jinwu clan had already practiced the power of the stars, and at this moment bathed in the moonlight, I was not as good as you. ”

The young man looked at him and said quietly, "I never take back what I said. ”

The moonlight was shining, and there was silence on the Garan Mountain.

The blue bricks are broken, and the front of the Hanshan Temple is a mess.

"The Golden Crow clan is indeed as domineering and proud as rumored. ”

"But how can I, the descendant of Kunlun, be like you?"

Xuan Ion said, put the sword in his hand in front of him, pinched his fingerprints with both hands, and said slowly:

"Heaven and earth are in the body, and nothing is included. ”

"The Tao is in the heart, and nothing is born. ”

"Those who have the heart to the Three Realms look at the sky, the body looks at the earth, and the mind looks at the water. ”

As Xuan Ion slowly said, a blood-colored magic intent shot from the center of his eyebrows to the Dao sword in front of him, and suddenly the fierce light in the field was shining, and the natural meaning of Xuan and Xuan carried in the original sword had disappeared, and a killing aura permeated the field.

How could the murderous aura of this sword be so heavy!

Ning Shu on the sidelines only felt that the killing intent in the field was cold to the bone, and the blood-red magic intent seemed to have killed countless people.

A spell will have such an effect, so what kind of killer should this blood-red spell sword be?

The blood-red murderous aura dispersed the silver-white moonlight in the sky,

The young man sitting cross-legged suddenly looked solemn, his fingers tapped on Taiyi, his eyes lit up slightly, and he trembled with excitement.