Fight the sword in the world, drink the world, and fight in the rivers and lakes. Riding horses and whips, wandering the martial arts, and drinking tea in the bamboo forest. Too many stories take place in an inn, a tavern. If the rivers and lakes are the four seas as their home, the teahouse hotel is the family of the rivers and lakes, and the stories and legends are intertwined into a painting.

The night is like ink, the lights are lingering, and the story takes place in a small teahouse on the ancient road of Long Street.

A young man in purple, with black hair like ink and eyes like electricity. A white-haired swordsman in Tsing Yi, rich as jade. The two confronted each other, far away from each other.

"Chu Yu, you're looking for death. The purple-clothed young man spoke.

In response to him was a sword, long like a dragon, with cyan flames, piercing the sky.

"Wow ......"

The hair on Gu Tianxiang's ears had been cut off by the sword light. The white-haired swordsman had sharp eyes without a trace of emotion. He knew that in the face of a great enemy, he did not dare to be careless. The long sword was in his hand, turning into a dragon, and wisps of blue light attached to it as it moved.

The long sword emitted heavenly might, mixed with the dragon's groan, the real dragon danced wildly, and the fairy light overflowed, full of earth-shattering killing intent.

"Taiyi Sect's Nine Dragons Sword Technique. ”

Gu Tianxiang shook slightly, but he didn't expect that the enemy on the opposite side would practice such a swordsmanship. He restrained his heart of contempt for the enemy, and he didn't see what weapon he used, and a pair of fists emitted dazzling golden light. He pinched the ancient fist prints in his hands, like a dragon and a tiger, like a spirit monkey and light, and like a mountain steady.

Near his fist, patches of golden runes appeared, and the brilliance flowed, and a fierce tiger opened its teeth and claws. The Spirit Tiger is the main killer, and this fist is spurting thin, swirling with golden light, exuding infinite killing intent.

The fist mark slammed the sword light, the dragon fought the tiger, the void shook, and a golden spark bloomed. The two figures are staggered, and they have already made several moves. Chu Yu's face showed a condensed color, pinched the sword technique, and slashed out a bolt of lightning. The purple clothes were like lightning, dodging a blow, and the sword light split a big tree in the distance into powder.

The teahouse was full of mortals, running one after another, panicking. The white-haired Chu Yu stared at the ancient celestial phenomenon and said, "Find a wide place and continue." ”

"Hmph, take your life. Gu Tianxiang said sharply.

The starlight dimmed, and the two figures in the sky staggered like thunder. The sword light is cold, the fist is strong, and the two fight all the way from Chang'an City to Qishan.

Chu Yu was dressed in green clothes and had white hair, holding a spirit sword in his hand, and his body was light and floating on a purple bamboo. The ancient celestial elephant was infinitely powerful, roared angrily, and smashed pieces of bamboo with a punch. He was like a killing god, his black hair scattered over his shoulders. One of his fists flashed with golden light, and he suppressed it with one punch, regardless of his swordsmanship like a god and his body like a dragon. The two fought, and the void shook, revealing layers of divine patterns.

Chu Yu's spiritual power turned into a shape, and a pair of sword light wings were born behind him. He let out a loud shout, and the infinite sword turned into a meteor and crashed into the ancient celestial phenomenon.

"Is that all you have the ability to? How can you fight me. "The ancient heavens are like purple clothes fluttering, hunting sounds.

He uses both fists and feet, and his body is as agile as a cheetah. Turning into a stream of thunder, the aura steamed around him, and a fierce tiger appeared.

Countless sword qi turned into peerless killing machines, wanting to grind the ancient celestial phenomena into minced meat. He shouted, a roar sounded, the mountains and forests shook, and the fallen leaves flew. Thousands of waves, thousands of mountains, the giant tiger is like a killing god. In the mountains and forests, the tiger of the king of beasts beat the sword qi into ashes. Gu Tianxiang laughed fiercely, his body was as agile as an ape, he smashed the ground under his feet with one foot, and ran towards Chu Yu in the air.

Chu Yu skillfully dodged the blow, his body was shaken by the remaining force, and a wisp of scarlet blood overflowed from his mouth. His fingers were like swords, pinching his hands, chanting supernatural powers, and cutting off a giant tree with one sword. Debris fluttered wildly, like snow, Chu Yu held the spirit sword in the palm of his hand, he ran the sword technique, and there was no wind around him, standing in mid-air.

In an instant, nine illusory dragons appeared around him. The dragon was full of energy, Xianxia bathed in the body, Chu Yu's green clothes were stained with blood, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, but there was a faint smile in his eyes.

The sword shadows are intertwined, and the dragons are groaning. Kowloon comes to life. A sword slashed, and the dragon galloped the world. Gu Tianxiang didn't dare to be careless, revealing a hint of condensation, he took out a piece of golden armor and put it on his body. A layer of golden light appeared around his body, and from a distance, he looked like a god of fire.

"Dragons in the world......"

Chu Yu's voice sounded coldly. Gu Tianxiang only felt that his body was hit by a huge force, and he felt as if he had been hit by a comet. His body was struck to the ground like a paper kite with a broken thread, and he struggled to his feet, only to find that the armor of his body had appeared in countless cracks. Gu Tianxiang looked at Chu Yu with no murderous intent in his eyes, he took out a golden pill and swallowed it in his abdomen.

Gu Tianxiang's hair was messy, and his eyes flashed with obvious killing intent. "Chu Yu, I was actually injured by you, an ant. But don't worry, you're going to die. ”

I didn't know what the elixir Gu Tianxiang swallowed was, but I saw that the spiritual power around him was tumbling, and it was even more turbulent than before. He walked in a tiger step, and when he raised his hand, it was a tiger fist. Layer upon layer of fist prints, Chu Yu desperately resisted, and blood was already flowing from his mouth.

The ancient celestial elephant deceived him, and his speed was as fast as lightning. Chu Yu couldn't react at all, and his body was slapped away by Gu Tianxiang's palm, shattering a purple bamboo. There was a look of fear in his eyes, and he looked at the ancient celestial phenomenon.

"Take your life. ”

Gu Tianxiang's body was like thunder, and his fist print was filled with purple light, condensing into a huge tiger claw.

"Let me go, otherwise the Taiyi Sword Sect won't let you go. Chu Yu said with difficulty.

"Even if I let you go, what? Could it be that the Taiyi Sword Sect will let me go?" Gu Tianxiang laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Without giving Chu Yu a chance to speak, Gu Tianxiang shot like thunder, and the fist seal Xie Tianwei came. Chu Yu snorted and fell to the ground. Gu Tianxiang looked at Chu Yu coldly and closed his eyes, took out a storage bag from him, and pinched the trick in his hand to emit a ball of fire, burning this person to ashes.

"Wow ......"

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on Chu Yu's body, and a flowing shadow of Fu Culture flashed in front of the ancient celestial phenomenon.

"Oh no, this person not only has the soul token of the Taiyi Sword Sect, it seems that he still has a token on his body. It seems that it won't be long before someone knows that I killed him. The ancient celestial elephant murmured.

He whispered, but he didn't care much, and he didn't know what to rely on.

Poor Chu Yuhua Realm cultivator, he was killed by the ancient celestial phenomena without even escaping his soul. It stands to reason that if the two of them feather into the realm and fight in the human realm, they can raise their hands and not say that they will cause misery to the souls, but they can also cause a disaster. It's just that the human realm has some suppression of the immortal methods, and the higher the realm, the more so. Not only that, if the cultivation has reached the golden pill, after the Yuan infant period, unless the Tao is cut off, or there are means to pass through the sky, you can smuggle into the human world.

After Gu Tianxiang searched the spiritual treasure and storage bag on Chu Yu's body, he took out a golden bag, recited a mantra, and a figure appeared in front of him.

"Tell me, what about the disciple of the Mountain Sect beside you?"

"I don't know, you saw it, it's just me. The man in the brocade robe said with a trembling body.

Gu Tianxiang's hands were like electricity, clasped around the neck of the man in brocade, and said impatiently: "Do you think I won't kill you? ”

"I said, I said, you let go. The man gasped and said in fits and starts.

"Remember, if you want to die, you have to be obedient. Gu Tianxiang said coldly.

A long time ago, a genius appeared in Chang'an City. Legend has it that when this person was born, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and white phoenixes flew on the roof beams.

Brocade clothes walk at night, the blue waves are rolling, and a white figure on the calm water surface, surrounded by white clouds, comes step by step. There are faint clouds covering the woman's face, and it can be vaguely seen that she is tall and flawless.

Many people's memories of her only exist.

Dragon Shenyue, after seven years, returned to Chang'an again. An immortal overture has been played. Look at the prosperity and coldness of this world, who can dominate the world.

At the same time, in a deep dark valley, a terrifying fire was ignited. The flames were blazing, black smoke was billowing out, and a middle-aged man holding a bone sword licked his lips.

"I didn't expect to meet a spirit beast with the blood of a nine-headed lion in the human world, yes, I just lack a mount. The middle-aged man in sackcloth slapped the bone sword in his hand, and the sword light turned into a shattered shadow, rising in the wind, and lingering into a giant snake.

A golden lion with a blue eye split in the center of his eyebrows. It roared, and the mountains and forests shook, and golden flames erupted from its blue pupils. It was covered in golden hair and fluttering, like a leaping flame, and it was extremely majestic.

The man who looked at the golden lion condescendingly sneered, and he was not verbose. He recited the mantra and flapped the bone sword, which turned into a bone snake and wrapped itself around the golden lion. The flames kept devouring the bone snake, and I saw that the broken bone snake was forged from a section of giant bones. The flames couldn't be burned, but the bone snake flicked its tail and threw the giant lion to the ground.

The golden lion let out a wail, and the man in sackcloth on the opposite side let out a chuckle. From the storage bag, he pulled out a gold ring that exuded a faint green glow.

"Evil beast, don't surrender yet!"

The golden ring spun around, turned into spiritual light, and put it on the head of the golden lion. The man in sackcloth laughed and flew directly down on the golden lion, shouted "drive", and turned into a burst of fire.

At the foot of Qishan Mountain, there is a thatched house. Inside the thatched hut lived an old man with white eyebrows and white hair, and a tall man. He lived in the mountains for a long time, hoeed the fields and planted flowers, and raised lotus with sencha. He has kept two spiritual pets in captivity for pleasure and has lived in seclusion in Qishan for decades.

The thatched hut is made of purple bamboo, covered with thick thatch, and is located in the valley of Qishan. A clear spring flowed down from the top of the mountain, and a small ditch was dug to bring the spring into the one-acre pond in front of the thatched house. It is autumn, and the lotus flowers in the pond are red and dazzling.

The small waterwheel, turning day after day, the years are quiet, and I don't know what year the Wei and Jin dynasties are. In the midst of the singing of birds and flowers, there is a moth that flies in front of the grass hut every day. There is a meditation room, the lights are on and off, and the candles are empty. I couldn't hear the wind, and I didn't move in the grass. The moths flew over the candle flame again and again, facing the sea of fire.

No one knows what is going on in the mountains, no one sees it.

Moths to the fire, one at a time. Every day, a moth will come to the meditation room under the Buddha statue to find fate. Again and again, again and again, I have been thrown into it. The gray moth already has a pair of wings that have grown golden cicada wings.

Forty years ago, an old man outside Chang'an City saw an old fairy, riding a ride like a buffalo, and appeared in Qishan. I heard the old man say that this is the star monarch who went down to earth to assist the emperor. Some people also say that this is a thousand-year-old demon, and no one dares to go to the depths of Qishan since then. Some people say that this is a bodhisattva, and that he was a god sent by God to save the people in the world during the drought.

Lin Ziyun and the others left from the Moon Bridge, the wind and the moon were like frost, and the world was desolate. The dew is like a pearl, the moon is like a bow, the gray and yellow soil, and the vicissitudes of antiquity are not Lin Ziyun's first impressions of this world.

Not long after following Li Mugang, Lin Ziyun did not relax his vigilance, and took Qin Tianhe along the way, and secretly guessed various possibilities.

After walking a short distance, Li Mu was stunned. Lin Ziyun is not like Li Mu flying with the help of magic weapons, the speed is slower, seeing Li Mu suddenly stopped in front of him, he thought that this person was thinking that he was slow. Unexpectedly, Li Mu's face was shocked, and he said, "Brother Lin, it's not good." Someone from my fellow disciple has had an accident. ”

Looking at Li Mu's anxious face, it didn't seem to be lying. Lin Ziyun asked what was the matter, and Li Mu pondered for a moment before speaking: "Just now I received a message from the disciple in the door saying that it was here, and a spiritual treasure was found at the foot of Qishan outside Chang'an City. ”

Li Mu saw that Lin Ziyun didn't answer, and then said: "Brother Lin doesn't know, the human world has changed, and the aura of heaven and earth has recovered. A war between immortals, the struggle for hegemony among the nations, has begun. And if we and the Immortal Cultivation Sect take this opportunity to assist a virtuous monarch to dominate the world, we can share the luck of heaven and earth and get a lot of benefits. ”

"Don't mention it at this time, if Brother Lin can trust him, can he accompany him for a trip. Just wait for the auxiliary King Xian to ascend the throne, what Brother Lin needs, just mention it, within Li's ability, he will definitely not shirk. ”

Seeing that he spoke sincerely and did not say anything refusal, Lin Ziyun also wanted to meet the characters in the cultivation realm. What's more, Lin Ziyun is in the human realm, doing this person a favor, and it will also have a lot of benefits for his follow-up plans. At least this person must be a person from the cultivation realm, and as for how to enter the cultivation realm, Lin Ziyun has always wanted to know.

Lin Ziyun put down Qin Tianhe, explained, and walked away with Li Mu. Lin Ziyun did not delay, and sat with Li Mu on a magic weapon like a pu fan controlled by the latter. The speed was fast, much faster than his own spiritual power flight, and the two of them flew high in the air, like a comet flame across the sky, and had already flown out of Chang'an City.

People are high in the sky, looking at the lights of thousands of homes below, getting smaller and smaller, farther and farther away, straight like a leaf of Bodhi, a grain of dust. Lin Ziyun's mind was moved, looking at the starry sky from afar, his heart was unusually calm, without a trace of waves.

Li Muzheng was controlling the magic weapon and didn't pay attention to Lin Ziyun's changes. At this moment, Lin Ziyun's body was filled with a faint cyan light, and a mysterious scripture appeared in his mind.

"Three Thousand Swords of Flying Immortals" is inherited to the ancient god Yu Wenyou. The primeval gods are the darlings of heaven and earth, the great races in the universe. This "Three Thousand Swords of Flying Immortals" is rumored to be a world-shattering Dafa passed down by the ancient gods and humanitarians, and it is a famous killing immortal recipe.

At this moment, the galaxy is like hanging, and the stars are shining. Lin Ziyun was bathed in blue light, surrounded by mysteries. At some point, countless quaint little swords appeared on his head, some like dragons, some like tigers, some like a thatch, and some like a branch.

What is a sword? The sword is a weapon of killing, the sword is also a red face when you are angry at the crown, the sword is also uneven, and the sword can also be a heroic and righteous spirit. A grass cuts the stars, and a dead branch cuts off the mountains. A sword can be anything, a sword can be a wisp of smoke, a breath.

If anyone is here, they will be amazed by what they see. The galaxy was like a match, turning into a divine sword, and the sea of stars suddenly changed, and countless starlights swirled around, forming a heavenly sword. Lin Ziyun's hair fluttered, his eyes were gold, and his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

The starry sky is like ink, the white-clothed forest is picturesque, and three thousand fairy swords are flying. Lin Ziyun slowly opened his eyes, and there were countless sword qi in his eyes. Heaven and earth qi machine chaos, just now Lin Ziyun fell into an epiphany, captured a trace of the trajectory of the avenue, and actually practiced this "Flying Immortal Three Thousand Swords" by coincidence.

This is a set of techniques, not exercises. Although Lin Ziyun has cultivated the "Qi Refining Technique", this method is a practice, and it can only attract qi into the body and use spiritual power. The rest also have the flame knife set of superficial exercises, and the fixation technique, drawing the ground as a prison belongs to the category of prohibition and formation.

Lin Ziyun secretly thought that it should be because of the magic medicine that Yuwen You refined for himself, so that every time he was under the starry sky, he would feel that his physique was more ethereal and entered the state, which may be because Yuwen You's family was the darling of the starry sky. However, this is just Lin Ziyun's speculation, and this matter is not important. The important thing is that the Three Thousand Swords themselves have already started to get started, and with this set of spells, if they encounter enemies in the future, they don't have to rely on a single spell such as the Flame Knife to fight the enemy.

While he was thinking, the speed of the fan under his feet gradually slowed down. Li Mu's voice also came from his ears, "Lin Daoyou, here, this is the place." ”。

A streamer pierces the sky. There is a purple bamboo sea below, like a river and a sea.