With a wave of Shimizu Xiong's right hand, a white light suddenly formed a thin invisible wall, separated in front of Shimizu Sakura. Pinshu.com

And Shimizu Sakura just opened her mouth wide and looked at the back of the great shore in front of her.

Fu Yan was still sitting cross-legged on the ashlar, motionless.

It's just that the monstrous purple internal force is constantly gushing out of his body, constantly agitating, like a fierce beast out of a cage, roaring and rolling in the sky.

Then, a completely different aura rushed out of his body and sprinkled all around.

It is a pale cyan force, as light as the moon, full of gentle, natural breath.

This is a careful feeling, and this power seems to be even more terrifying than that purple internal force.

Qing Shui Xiong exclaimed: "What a rich Dao rhyme! What a pure power!"

As soon as the words fell, suddenly the heavens and the earth changed, purple and cyan, and disappeared at the same time.

An even more terrifying aura emanated from Fu Remnant's body, and the wind swept away, and a dark cloud suddenly rose from the sky, quickly spreading to the entire sky.

The heavens and the earth were suddenly pitch black, and the bright moon and stars were all blocked.

However, of course, the darkness had no effect on Shimizu Xiong and Shimizu Sakura, and the internal force worked to the pupils, and the two saw everything in front of them clearly again.

I saw a deep black light suddenly come out from the top of Fu Yan's head, turning into a terrifying black shadow, like a demon lord with a long sword, looking at the heavens and the earth.

Shimizu Sakura only felt creepy, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Don't panic. Shimizu Xiong smiled faintly.

The black qi filled the sky, as if it was about to connect with the dark clouds, and at this moment, a blazing and brilliant pure white light suddenly rose from the top of Fu Yan's head, rushed to the sky, and turned into a snow-white figure.

The two figures, one black and one white, both holding long swords, looked at each other like this.

The next moment, the two of them turned into two rays of light and shadow, and began to compare swords.

The black and white swords kept colliding, and a terrifying aura continued to sweep around, although there was no sound, Shimizu Sakura still felt as if it was deafening, and she was almost about to vomit.

Qing Shui Xiong's pupils constricted for a while, and after a long time, he said slowly: "What a clever swordsmanship, endless, endless, as if this universe is in general." ”

He was shocked and said: "The Great Ming Martial Arts is profound and profound, who created this terrifying sword technique is even better than the Void Thirteen Slashes!"

At this time, the black and white figures suddenly used the strongest sword moves, and the tips of the two swords stabbed each other suddenly, and the two suddenly dispersed, turning into two black and white gases, intertwined.

"This ......" Qing Mizuo's face changed suddenly.

I saw that the black and white lights in front of me were suddenly intertwined, constantly fused, and then decomposed, forming a huge Taiji Yin and Yang diagram!

When this diagram was formed, a terrifying aura to the extreme spread wildly, the cliffs continued to explode, the ground cracked, and the giant trees in the distance broke one after another, a scene of apocalypse.

The boulder exploded and shot in all directions, and with a wave of Qing Shui Xiong's big hand, he surged towards a wall of white light again, blocking the boulder that was flying rapidly.

There was horror in his eyes, and after a long time, he sighed, "Sure enough, he is the closest person to the Tao!"

The Taiji diagram hung above Fu Yan's head, slowly spinning, and a terrifying aura spread.

Bursts of power shot out in all directions.

The east is white, the morning glow is full of sky, and the rising sun finally pokes out half of its head.

Fu Yan's figure stood up suddenly, slowly opened his eyes, and two blazing purple rays shot out of his pupils, and the Taiji diagram above his head finally dissipated.

The moment he opened his eyes, the Wind Breaking Sword inserted in the stone suddenly burst into purple light, and it automatically flew into the sky, letting out an earth-shattering roar.

"Zheng!"

This earth-shattering roar almost shattered Qing Shui Sakura's eardrums, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

The sound came down the mountain, and the entire Iga couldn't help but pause and look this way.

"What's that?"

"Sword Ringing?"

"Impossible! How can there be such a loud sword roar!"

There was a lot of talking.

And the distant Ming Dynasty, the country of abundance, the top of Qingcheng Mountain, the top of Laojun Pavilion, under the ancient faith bell, suddenly the blue light is magnificent.

An earth-shattering sound spread throughout Qingcheng Mountain, and a narrow bronze sword suddenly rushed into the sky, exuding an extremely terrifying killing intent.

The faces of thousands of disciples in Qingcheng Mountain changed greatly, and they hurriedly rushed out of the room and looked towards the top of the mountain.

I saw that the Eternal Demon Weapon Remnant Sword was emitting a brilliant blue light, hanging in the air, and a wave of fierce intent continued to spread.

A Taoist priest with immortal wind bones looked at the peerless fierce sword in the sky, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he couldn't help laughing: "Wang Jian was born, even you feel threatened, haha! Wind Breaking Sword! What a Wind Breaking Sword!"

A slender figure hurriedly ran out, shouting as he ran: "Grandpa Dao, Grandpa Dao, what's wrong with the Ghost Remnant Sword? Is Sister You'er about to wake up?"

The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Good girl, you got up early enough today! It's not that your sister You'er has woken up, but Wang Jian was born, and the terrifying sword intent even feels threatened by this ghostly sword!"

"Wang Jian?"

The old Taoist priest said: "An ordinary weapon, after all kinds of tribulations, finally broke through the trap and became the sword of the king in the ordinary, from now on, there is one more famous sword in the world!"

The old Taoist priest laughed, looking extremely excited, but with another soft sound, his smile suddenly froze, his eyes welled up with incredulity, and he hurriedly looked at the sky.

I saw that the top of the Laojun Pavilion was full of blue light, and an incomparable Dao rhyme suddenly soared into the sky, and a gentle sonorous sound came again.

The voice was not loud, extremely gentle, and it sounded extremely good, but it clearly reached the ears of every disciple of Qingcheng Mountain.

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in the square in front of the Laojun Pavilion, looking towards the sky.

I saw a blue light suddenly flash out from the top of Laojun Pavilion, like a faint shock, constantly hovering in the air.

When that blue light appeared, a thrilling sword intent suddenly filled the entire world.

The next moment, the Phantom Remnant Sword let out a low roar, and the blue light suddenly converged, falling from the air, plunging deep into the ground until the end of the handle.

The old Taoist priest didn't even look at it, staring excitedly at the blue light in the sky that was not clear.

Countless disciples, with shock on their faces, all looked at that blue light.

At this moment, it seems that the blue light is the center of the universe.

An old figure suddenly flashed out of the Laojun Pavilion, standing on top of the green tile, looking at the blue light, his face couldn't help but change drastically, and he exclaimed in horror: "This! This is the Qinghua Sword!"

"Not bad!"

The next moment, the old Taoist priest was already standing beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Qinghua Sword! The legendary Taiyi Saving Suffering Tianzun has a sword in his hand, and the first divine sword in the rivers and lakes has finally been born!"

Another Taoist priest took a deep breath and sighed: "Such a strong sword intent, such a pure Dao rhyme, almost irresistible!"

"Qinghua Sword!"

"It's really Qinghua Sword!"

"I finally saw it! I can't imagine that Poor Dao can see the birth of Qinghua Sword in his lifetime, and he really dies without regrets!"

Countless disciples were excited, pointing to the Qinghua Sword in the sky, and fell into a deep worship.

And at this moment, a low bell rang through the heavens and the earth!

The ancient, desolate, and deep voice, like the sigh of the old gentleman, spread far away.

That incomparable Dao rhyme and powerful aura almost made the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain stand unsteadily, as if the strength of their whole body had been drained, and they were shaking.

The old Taoist priest's face changed, and he looked at the faith bell in horror, the ancient bronze bell, like a divine monument that suppressed the heaven and earth, did not move at all.

"The Bell of Faith Rings! Rings Again!"

Countless disciples shouted, fell to their knees one after another, and sighed in their mouths: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Far north, in a huge canyon, inside the layers of halls, Kongchu River suddenly stood up and looked south in horror.

In the room, several other majestic figures also stood up, their brows furrowed, and they looked at the Kongchu River suspiciously.

Mu Yidao was wearing a purple gold robe, with a pair of tiger eyes like electricity, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, what's wrong?"

Kong Chuhe took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down his emotions, and said lightly: "The faith bell has ringed!"

"Faith Bell?" several people present were even more puzzled.

Mu Yidao said in a deep voice: "Sichuan Zhenchuan Treasure Faith Bell!, sir, what does this mean?"

Kong Chuhe shook his head and said, "I don't know, no one knows, but when the bell rings, there will be major events that affect the world, or there will be peerless people who affect the world!"

"Oh?"

Kongchu River Channel: "In decades, the faith bell has only rang three times!"

"Three times?"

"Yes!" Kong Chu Daodao: "The first time was fifty-five years ago, when Fu Hanfeng was born!"

"Fu Hanfeng!

Kong Chuhe said in a deep voice: "Yes! The second time was two years ago! And this time!"

Mu Yidao took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "Mr. Yue, let's continue to talk!"

Mr. Yue said with a smile: "King Yan doesn't need to be polite, as long as you can do what you promised, I will help you in trouble!"

Mu Yidao was overjoyed and said: "Zhu Di is willing to swear by royal blood!"

At the same time that Kong Chuhe and others were shocked, in Chengdu Mansion, Sichuan, in a small courtyard, two old men playing chess also stood up suddenly.

Linghu Qiu, whose beard was white, had an incredible look in his eyes, and looked in the direction of Qingcheng Mountain and said, "The faith bell is ringing again." ”

Another old man said lightly: "I heard it." ”

Ling Huqiu sighed and said: "Great fool, do you really not want to go out of the mountain? You don't see King Yan three times in the thatched house, do you really plan to live here for the rest of your life?"

"That's not what I wanted!" said the old man, expressionlessly.

Ling Huqiu hurriedly said: "Look at the sand table in your house, look at the map hanging high, you are obviously determined to be in the world, why are you so stubborn? King Zhongshan is the first hero of the founding of the country, you are his heir, you should help King Yan hoe and eradicate evil, and return the world to a prosperous world!"

The old man kept his face calm and did not speak.

Linghuqiu said: "Although this Jiangshan is surnamed Zhu, it is generally beaten down by the Xu family! The king of Zhongshan has a far-sighted plan and sent you out of the court early, he must have thought of this day! Da Yu, after decades of sharpening his sword, it's time to get out of the sheath!"

The old man sighed deeply, looked at the east, and was silent for a long time.

And far away in the Central Plains, at the top of the Futu Pagoda of the Hanging Mi Temple, there are also four figures standing at this moment, looking at the direction of Qingcheng Mountain, with a complicated face.

Qingjie sighed and said, "Master, Qingjie's talent has reached the top, and he can no longer make an inch of cultivation in it." My Buddha is compassionate, since the master has come down the mountain, the pure precepts should also be born. ”

Xinhui Shenni said slowly: "There are countless famous temples in the world, and there are many high-ranking monks, you go to visit them one by one and contribute to the world!"

Qingjie folded his hands together and said respectfully: "Amitabha." ”

Xinhui Shenni nodded, and suddenly said, "Qingge." ”

Qingge bowed his head and said, "Master." ”

Xinhui Shenni said: "Let's go to Jinling! ”

Qingge frowned and said, "Master, do you still want to go to the martial arts competition?"

"Go ahead! Get the championship, and your influence on the rivers and lakes will increase again. ”

"Yes. ”

"And. ”

Qingge was puzzled: "Master, what do you ......say?"

Xinhui Shenni smiled, touched Qingge's long hair, and said, "Before leaving, leave the abbot's robe and Zen staff! ”

Although he didn't know what the master meant, Qingge nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Xinhui Shenni said: "Qingge, you are the master who grew up, this trip to Jinling, it is dangerous and unpredictable, you must pay attention to safety." ”

"Yes!"

"Then, let's be vulgar!"

"Master!" Qingge suddenly raised his head, his eyes blank, obviously he didn't expect Xinhui Shenni to say such a thing.

Xinhui Shenni smiled: "Child, this is the reason why the master has not shaved you, you are not red, although you are a Buddha girl, but you do not belong to the Buddha." ”

Qingge's eyes suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Master, Qingge is not vulgar, Qingge will accompany you." ”

Xinhui Shenni touched Qingge's head and said, "Silly boy, the world is so big, where can't you cultivate Buddha? Even if you are not a monk, you can devote yourself to Buddhahood." The master can see that you have already met your red dust. ”

"Master!" Qingge suddenly hugged Xinhui Shenni and cried.

She did meet her own red dust, but that person was already dead.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cry bitterly.