Volume 1 The Rise of the Sword Sect Chapter 59 The Crane Singing Peak Rises to the Top of the World (3)
The re-stabilization of the Yuan Qi Array, the wind and snow in the mountain gate were calm, all kinds of strange flowers and plants miraculously recovered, and the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth became friendly and well-behaved again.
But at this moment, no one cared about this, and all their eyes looked at the huge figure standing proudly in the void with tears, and they were excited.
At the most critical moment of the Sword Sect, the person who had been repeatedly chanted and deeply admired by the elders and disciples of the Sword Sect has returned, and the ancestor has not forgotten us!
Jing Yuheng looked at Chen Qingfeng, his eyes softened slightly, "You, the sect master, are very good, there are some things, where the destiny is, there is no need to blame yourself." β
Chen Qingfeng, who was kneeling on his knees, in an instant, supported the ground with his hands, lowered his head, suppressed his voice stubbornly, and tears fell like rain, as if the words of the ancestor turned the troubles and depressions that he had silently endured for more than ten years and secretly endured into tears and poured out.
Jing Yuheng looked around, and his voice carried some emotion, "The Great Array of the Sect has been around for a thousand years. Now that it has disappeared, it is also fate. β
Immediately, he looked at the pavilion on the top of the Heming Peak opposite, and his gaze was solemn, "However, this does not mean that I should forgive you for violating my mountain gate and insulting my inheritance!"
Xun Wei had already gotten up and stood on the top of the peak, calmly bearing Jing Yuheng's gaze, smiling, "Pretending to be a ghost." β
Under the mountain gate, Tan Baohu remembered the previous confession of the national teacher, and snorted coldly, "Pretend to be a ghost!"
In the fire-breathing gaze of the Sword Sect people, he shouted in a deep voice: "Jing Yuheng, you are just a wisp of residual will, how much ability can you turn the sky upside down?"
Jing Yuheng looked surprised, and nodded clearly, "I actually know this, no wonder I can damage my sect's great array." β
There was a cold smile on the corner of Tan Baohu's mouth, the national teacher is worthy of being a last resort, now I want to see what other hole cards you have in the Sword Sect, and show them together.
So he didn't move, and waited with great interest like a cat catching a mouse for the Sword Sect to open another hole card.
Jing Yuheng first stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, Zhou Mo's left arm was light, and the phantom of a spirit devouring silkworm struggled to be held in Jing Yuheng's hand, and said with a smile: "This little thing is actually not extinct yet." β
looked at Zhou Mo, "Are you from Sixiang Mountain?" It just so happens that this thing will be given to you as a reward." β
As soon as it was sent away, the soul of a spirit devouring silkworm hovered in front of Zhou Mo, "I have erased the will in it, this thing is already an ownerless thing, rest assured." β
Only then did Zhou Mo stretch out his hand, and with a light touch, the spirit devouring silkworm disappeared in an instant and merged into Zhou Mo's body.
Spirit devouring silkworm, the ancient fierce insect, especially good at gnawing the spiritual veins of the formation, in and out of all kinds of formations without hindrance, because of its strong destructive power, difficult to prevent, all sects hate it, in the end of antiquity was strangled several times, almost extinct.
But this thing is extremely helpful to the monks who specialize in the formation, all the formations that they have eaten will be engraved in the soul, if they can be practiced with painstaking efforts, one can study the formation, and the other can use the spirit devouring silkworm as a medium to secretly infiltrate all kinds of formations, so it is the favorite of the formation cultivators of the past dynasties.
There was also one in Sixiang Mountain a long time ago, but in a big war, it was specifically targeted and died.
The world has not seen this silkworm for hundreds of years.
Although the one under Zhou Mo's hand just now is only a soul, it is a complete soul, with memory and intelligence, which is tantamount to a treasure to Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo thanked him from afar, and Jing Yuheng shook his head lightly.
Tan Baohu waited for a long time, and it seemed that the Sword Sect had run out of skills, so he turned around and shouted at the sergeant behind him: "Sons, the Sword Sect has returned to heaven and lacks skills, follow me, kill the Sword Sect, let this once high mountain immortal also taste the sword of our hot-blooded man, and make meritorious contributions, at this moment, kill!"
Behind him, 10,000 people responded in unison, and the sound of killing shook the sky.
Chen Qingfeng was about to ask Yunluo and other disciples to retreat quickly, and sent Fan Liyang to ask the injured Bai Qingyue to take the center of the dispatch, and let Li Zhichuan and these guests go up the mountain to take shelter first.
Jing Yuheng smiled and said, "Really when I'm an ornament?"
The calm tone, the voice actually forcibly overshadowed the shouting and killing sound in the sky, and it clearly sounded in everyone's ears, making the soldiers who were howling and rushing towards the Sword Sect with swords and guns stunned.
Jing Yuheng snorted lightly, "Where is Yunluo?"
Yunluo was slightly surprised, stood up and said loudly: "Yunluo is here, meet the ancestor." β
Jing Yuheng grabbed the void, and the stone sword at the mountain gate rose to the sky, and was held in his hand, the huge stone sword matched his law body, but the size was just right, he looked at Yunluo, "Look at this sword." β
Yunluo nodded, his eyes widened, and he didn't let go of Jing Yuheng's every move.
Jing Yuheng, who was holding a sword in his hand, his momentum changed, and his voice was cold and arrogant, "The Sword Sect does not exist because of this land, nor does it exist because of these large arrays, nor does it exist because of the Sword Sutra in the Sword Pavilion, it only exists for every Sword Sect person! This land is gone, those big formations have collapsed, and the seemingly precious Sword Sect has been destroyed, as long as the people are still there, the Sword Sect is there, and there are people, the Sword Sect will never die, because the Sword Sect is the Sword Sect in the hearts of all of us!
At this moment, four voices suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, "Jing Yuheng, don't!"
"This matter is not in accordance with the rules, stop it quickly! Otherwise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"
"It's not appropriate. β
"It's a bit too much. β
Li Zhichuan in front of the mountain gate, Xun Yu at the top of the crane peak suddenly shrank his pupils, but he was silent.
Jing Yuheng snorted coldly, "Not to mention that there is a reason for this matter, even if I don't follow the rules, it won't be your turn to take care of it." β
He raised the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Sword Sect disciple, sacrifice the sword with me!"
On that day, the long swords of all the elders and deacon disciples of the Sword Sect came out of their sheaths together, emitting a trembling sword sound, and one after another sword qi converged, and as the long sword in Jing Yuheng's hand was cut down, Tan Baohu and the ten thousand soldiers behind him turned into powder with the sword in their hands and the armor on their bodies in extremely frightened eyes.
The sky-high sword qi cut a long huge sword mark outside the mountain gate, which could reach the foot of the Heming Peak, like a warning and a provocation.
The power of a sword is terrifying. (Tribute)
The people of all the sects and sects who had retreated far away to Dayi Town all stroked their chests and had palpitations.
Xun Wei narrowed his eyes, then sighed and sat back in the pavilion, watching one of his chess pieces being lifted away by Xun Yu one by one, "This catastrophe has not been played well." β
Xun Yu looked at the chessboard, "If you lose your land, you will lose both people and land, and if you lose your land, you will save both people and land." Jing Yuheng deserves to be a generation of heroes. β
Xun Wei rubbed his eyebrows, his face sad.
Xun Yu looked at him and sneered, "Don't pretend in front of me, I know you have a backhand." β
Xun Wei's smile returned to his face, it seemed that a military general and 10,000 elite soldiers had disappeared, and he would not take it to heart at all, holding a chess piece in his hand and dropping the chessboard, "Knowing the son is Mo Ruo's father." β
In the void, Jing Yuheng's figure was already very dim, and it seemed that he was about to collapse, but he smiled towards everyone in the Sword Sect: "Remember, the strength of the Sword Sect is because of people. β
All the people of the Sword Sect were excited, and under the leadership of Chen Qingfeng, they shouted in unison, "Follow the teachings of the ancestors." β
Jing Yuheng looked at Yunluo with a smile at this moment, "When I met your father back then, I forgot to tell him some things, which made me regret it." I'm glad I met you, so I'll tell you all. β
With this sentence, Jing Yuheng's figure collapsed, and a ball of light quietly disappeared into the sea of consciousness that fell into the clouds.
A burst of cries rang out from all over the sect, bidding farewell to the ancestor who had been guarding him.
Yunluo knelt in a daze, too many things had happened in a day today, ups and downs, and he suddenly calmed down at this moment, making him feel like a world away.
When Chen Qingfeng slowly got up, Yunluo, Pei Zhen and others also got up.
Li Zhichuan took a step forward and made a joke, "Since this matter is over, Sect Master Chen must have a lot of aftermath matters, so I will take Li Zi back and don't bother much." β
Chen Qingfeng hurriedly returned the salute, Li Zhichuan waved the dust, pulled the plum and turned away.
Li Zi hurriedly turned his head and looked at Yunluo, "Idol, remember to come and see me!"
Yunluo smiled and waved at him.
Immediately afterwards, the people of Hengduan Daozhuang also left under the leadership of Xing Zhaoyuan, and after the big bald head and the little bald head said goodbye to everyone together, they also went to meet with the Buddhist people who left first, and then returned to the mountain gate.
Only Zhou Mo and Yan Jinghan remained here, and Yan Jinghan said coldly: "Sect Master Chen, there are still many affairs in the sect that need you to deal with urgently, so you don't have to care about the two of us." β
Chen Qingfeng was helpless in his heart, there were indeed a lot of things waiting for him, such as Uncle Jiang's situation, the response after the collapse of the Great Protection Array, the disposition of those disciples who abandoned the Sword Sect and fled in times of crisis, and the pacification of people's hearts, all kinds of matters made his head big.
had no choice but to arch his hand to the two, "Then please take care of the two of you, and escort Yunluo and them to their residence by the way." β
After the two nodded, Chen Qingfeng looked at these five disciples, and his heart was warm, this is what the ancestor said about the prosperity of the Sword Sect.
patted everyone's shoulders affectionately, and Chen Qingfeng flew away.
Everyone was about to walk towards the mountain gate, and a figure rushed to the mountain gate, first quietly peeking out, and then shouting and running, "Town, town, are you okay?"
Pei Zhen heard this familiar shout, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Uncle Han, Uncle Han, I'm fine!"
Han Chaoen hurriedly looked Pei Zhen up and down, "Fortunately, fortunately, it's okay." After speaking, he patted his chest, and was afraid for a while.
Pei Zhen said: "Uncle Han, why are you here?"
Han Chaoen said in a low voice: "Just now I saw the sergeant of the brigade coming from Dayi Town to the Sword Sect, and I thought about it at that time, and wanted to sneak over to see you, but there were too many of them, and they couldn't come at all, so I had to wait." Later, when I saw a large group of cultivators withdrawing from the Sword Sect, and there were even many Sword Sect disciples, I was even more panicked. What is going to happen to you, how can I explain it to the general and the general manager!"
At this time, a person who had been turning his back to Han Chaoen turned silently, "You can explain to me in person." β
Han Chaoen raised his eyes and looked at it, shocked, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said, "My subordinates see the chief manager." β
Yan shuddered and helped him up, "Just kidding, you're doing a good job." β
Zhou Mo interjected, "Brother Han, can you tell us about the movements of those people you saw who withdrew from the Sword Sect?"
Han Chaoen looked at Yan in shock with a slight hesitation, and Yan Zhen nodded, "This is the embroidered tiger of Sixiang Mountain, the master of Zhou Mo and Zhou Mountain." β
Zhou Mo hurriedly waved his hand, "Brother Yan, don't make fun of me, we don't have a mountain master for the time being." β
Yan shuddered and smiled, "Could it be that you are called Zhou Xiuhu?"
Zhou Mo laughed and said, "Brother Han just calls me Zhou Mo." β
Han Chaoen heard the big brother Yan just now, where did he dare to slack off, "Lord Zhoushan, I saw with my own eyes at the entrance of the town that Si Wencao's Wei Hongyi led a large group of cultivators through the military formation and came to Dayi Town, and then let them leave. β
Zhou Mo asked, "What about Wei Hongyi?"
Han Chaoen thought for a moment, "It seems that Chai Yupu, who led the Qingxi Sword Pond, left with a disciple." β
Yan Jinghan also heard something wrong at this moment, "Gone?"
Han Chaoen was slightly nervous, thought about it carefully, and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it's just leaving, the others in Qingxi Jianchi are still in the town, just the three of them left, and it seems that they are still in a hurry, and the horses they ride are not in the carriage." β
Yunluo suddenly interjected: "They should have gone to Jincheng. β
"Jincheng?" Yan shuddered and was a little puzzled.
Zhou Mo clasped his hands together, "It seems that there are also changes in Jincheng." β
Yunluo thought for a while and looked at Pei Zhen and the others, "Do you remember the day we first arrived in the second grade, Zhao Ke who intended to hurt me?"
Pei Zhen nodded, "Remember, let's not let Senior Brother Huo help check later, saying that he is the disciple of the crown prince of Shu." β
Yunluo said in a deep voice: "But I have nothing to do with the crown prince of Shu, why should he be unfavorable to me?"
Cui Pheasant took over, "Then it depends on whether the other people you offend have anything to do with the crown prince." β
Yunluo's words had already made Zhou Mo have an outline in his heart, and at this moment he looked at the analysis of several young people with great interest.
Lu Qi also followed: "Later, Senior Brother Huo found out that Qin Ruchu was delayed by Yu Heng on the way here, so he couldn't stop the competition. β
Yunluo said again: "Then the Gan Su who prevented Zhao Ke from provoking me was actually the doorman of the eldest prince of Shu Kingdom. β
In a few words, the whole context is clear.
Fu Tianqi nodded, "Yes, I saw it just now, Zhao Ke, Dong Shen, and Yu Heng have all followed Wei Hongyi quietly. β
Yan Jinghan was very surprised by the performance of several teenagers, and his face was full of smiles, "So, what is your conclusion?"
Yunluo and several people glanced at each other, and they all nodded at him, and he affirmed: "There may be a coup d'Γ©tat in the Shu King City tonight." β
Yan Jinghan and Zhou Mo looked at each other and smiled, just about to praise a few words, not wanting that someone had already done it for them.
A fluctuating voice sounded, "Tsk, it is worthy of Ling Qingyun's son, and he can actually guess the plan of the national teacher in this way." β
Zhou Mo and Yan Chill quickly protected a few people behind them one after the other, and Yan Chill's voice was slightly cold, "Who?!"
The fluttering voice laughed strangely, "Chief Goose, you don't recognize me." β
Yan was silent in shock, but Zhou Mo said calmly: "I heard that Qingyin Pavilion has become the number one assassin sect in the world under the leadership of the Qin Li Pavilion Lord, I don't know which deputy pavilion master is here this time?"
Qingyin Pavilion, originally known as Tsing Yi Pavilion, is an assassin sect with a long heritage, and later after taking refuge in the Daduan Dynasty, it was changed to Qingyin Pavilion by Xun Qingge, the queen of the Daduan Dynasty.
Pavilion Master Qin Li, the pinnacle of the Eight Realms, the top three in the world, it is rumored that the two deputy pavilion masters were also piled up in the Eight Realms under the unhesitating money of the Daduan Dynasty.
If you only talk about the number of masters in the Eight Realms, maybe Qingyin Pavilion is already the number one sect in the world.
Of course, this is all on the surface, who dares to guarantee that in those sect families with a long heritage, there are no hidden hole cards, and there are no old immortals who rely on secret methods to survive.
When the fluttering voice said: "Four elephants embroidered tiger, worthy of the name, the old man Zheng Di." β
Yan was frightened and Zhou Mo's heart went straight to the bottom, Zheng Di, the deputy pavilion master of Qingyin Pavilion, the inferior product of the Eight Realms, and then the clay sculpture paper paste, that is also the Eight Realms,
Both of them are inferior to the Seven Realms, how can they be the enemy?
Yan was shocked and pretended to be calm and said: "Pavilion Master Zheng, when you know the identities of me and Xue Zhen, do you really want to start a war with my Beiyuan?"
Zheng Dian smiled, the voice came from all directions, Yunluo and the other five people tightly formed a circle, Yunluo and Lu Qi, Pei Zhen and Cui Pheasant protected Fu Tianqi in it, and their expressions were also solemn.
"The national teacher ordered, as long as he can kill this kid, he will find a way to do other things, and I, a reckless man, will not have to think about it. β
Zheng Di paused, and said: "You'd better just be captured, in this case, I will kill this kid and keep you unharmed, after all, it is the General's Mansion and the Cui Family's Lu Family, even the national teacher is enough of a headache." β
Yan Jinghan and Zhou Mo could both feel the obvious confinement around Dao, obviously this Zheng Dian had already laid an enchantment, Yan Jinghan asked in his heart, "Can you go out?"
Zhou Mo's answer was a little helpless, "They know where I came from, and this enchantment formation doesn't use a trace of talismans." β
As he spoke, Zhou Mo's expression moved, and he quietly released the Spirit Devouring Silkworm given by Jing Yuheng, and the invisible Spirit Devouring Silkworm silently began to gnaw at this enchantment formation.
Zhou Mo was overjoyed in his heart, and quietly exchanged a few words with Yan Jinghan, while using the compensation for withdrawal as an excuse to deal with Zheng Di.
Zheng Dian was overjoyed, it was best not to hurt the rest, so he patiently bargained with the two.
After going back and forth, the enchantment suddenly shook, and Zheng Dian reacted and shouted angrily: "You guys are playing me!"
Zhou Mo's mind moved, and the Spirit Devouring Silkworm suddenly retracted into his body, and roared, "Run!"
He grabbed Yunluo and shook his body, broke through the barrier from one direction, and rushed out.
Yan frightened and escorted a few people to run out in the other direction, he was not worried about himself, there was no cloud falling, a few of them would not be targeted, he was just deeply worried about Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo's right hand continued to fly, throwing out a series of talismans, instantly laying down the talisman array, and moving hundreds of steps away with Yunluo in an instant, Zheng An, who was chasing after him, was trapped by the talisman array, and shouted, Zhenyuan burst out, instantly defeated the talisman array, and quickly closed the distance.
Zhou Mo's expression was calm, it was originally a small rune array laid out casually, and it could drag on for a while.
While lamenting the difference in strength, he continued to lay out small rune arrays one by one, and fled desperately with Yunluo.
But Zheng Dian has already prepared, and the distance is constantly being narrowed.
Zheng Dian had actually discovered the change in the enchantment not long after the Spirit Devouring Silkworm devoured it, and suppressed the impulse to pierce the other party's plan at that moment, he patiently accompanied the two, waiting for someone to take Yunluo away alone, and secretly prayed that that person would not be a goose frightened.
Seeing Zhou Mo and Yunluo's backs getting closer and closer, feeling that Zhou Mo's speed of laying down the talisman array was getting slower and slower, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of Zheng Di's mouth, in the face of absolute strength, no matter what kind of four elephants embroidered tiger you are, your talent is unparalleled, what is the use, this is a cultivator's world after all!
After casually destroying a rune array, Zheng Dian slapped his right hand towards Yunluo's vest and delivered a fatal blow.