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Shao Baiyu sat on the calm and waveless lake, with a reverse waterfall facing the sky behind him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Li Yizhi, the head of Shushan who had the grace of reinvention for Shao Baiyu, did not hesitate to lend him the reverse waterfall to stabilize his Dao heart in order to help Bai Yu grow as soon as possible in the realm.

The cultivation of Bai Yu by the Palm Sect is no less than that of Senior Brother Zhongli, or in other words, the Palm Sect wants to cultivate Shao Baiyu into the second Zhong Lirui!

The sky is big, the sword is great, Shao Baiyu's slender fingertips gently stroked the sword body of the Honghu Sword, and felt every detail transmitted in it.

His life should have been a pillar of optimism, but there was a hot sky, which hit him again and again, hurting his lofty state of mind. As a result, Yan Tiantian has become a knot in Bai Yu's heart, a knot that is difficult to open!

If there is a knot in the heart, it is impossible to enter the realm of self-exclusivity, which is destined for Shao Baiyu to not be like Uncle Yun, after a long period of training, to enter one of the highest realms of the Immortal Dao.

If he wants to inherit the glory of his two fathers, there are only two ways to go, one is to completely open the knot in his heart, kill Yan Tiantian, and regain the pride of the past, and the other is to explore a realm that has no one before and no one after him, which only belongs to himself and can compete with the two supreme realms of self-esteem and goodness like water.

Compared with the two, it seems that the latter is more relaxed, because Yan Tiantian tilts that person, his existence, his actions and wisdom, are really incredible. Every detail about Yan Tiantian has unconsciously become a forbidden area that Bai Yu can't mention in his heart, and killing Yan Tiantian, although Bai Yu doesn't want to admit it, he really can't think about it in his heart, after all, he has already had two fiascos.

The doppelganger of the Honghu Fairy Bird, Jin Yan, one of Shao Baiyu's personal pet beasts, circled and landed from a high place, grabbed Bai Yu's shoulder, and the lake with the rising waterfall did not give birth to the slightest wave, which shows that Bai Yu is preoccupied at the moment.

Single-mindedly focused on the sword in his hand, Shao Baiyu's body surface was floating with a layer of vague things, which seemed to be alienated by immortal power.

Bai Yu had not seen the shocking battle between Shen Fei and Yan Tiantian with his own eyes, but from Uncle Yun's later description, it could be imagined that Shen Fei defeated Yan Tiantian with a unique supreme sword intent in the sky and the earth, and cut off his right arm holding the sword.

The Supreme Sword is unique, and Shen Fei specializes in the ability to go and return the same style, so if he can achieve such a domineering and unrivaled sword intent, can he also do it?

Shao Baiyu asked himself, the layer of alienated immortal power that overflowed outside the body surface was distorted, and living creatures stretched around, "I, Shao Baiyu, am the only strongest person in heaven and earth, I will not take the path that anyone has walked, I want to achieve a unique self, a unique great cause, I Shao Baiyu will be the strongest person in the history of Shushan, and also the person who makes the prosperity of Shushan reach the apex, I Shao Baiyu has my own way, a unique way!"

"Brush" a wisp of sword qi overflowed from the Honghu sword, piercing Bai Yu's left hand that was caressing the sword body, but he didn't feel pain, and let the bright red and sweet blood drip on the surface of the lake, penetrating it drop by drop, staining the lake water red.

When the Dao mind is cultivated steadily and persistently, the ready-made entity will be transformed into such an incredible form. Until then.

Shao Baiyu raised the blade of the sword, and the bright sword light formed a rainbow bridge in the place where the long sword passed, and the golden swallow on Bai Yu's shoulder flew up, as if he was frightened. The rainbow bridge that was cut by the long sword and stood in mid-air never disappeared, condensed and precipitated, as if it was a materialized rainbow, but even if it was far away, it could be seen that the edge of the rainbow was extremely sharp, as long as it was accidentally touched, it could cut the things it touched in half.

"The world is the extreme! This is the world that only belongs to me Shao Baiyu!"

People live in the world, or for food and clothing, or for life, or for wealth, or for ideals, and everyone's birth has its inevitable purpose. And Shao Baiyu descended on the earth for the king's landing - the king's reign in the world, to establish an eternal and immortal cause!

Shen Fei didn't have this ambition, and neither did Yan Tiantian.

Because of such a majestic ambition, Bai Yu lives a lot more tired than everyone around him, and the ambition of the bird sounds like a contempt for the bird, but in fact, it is not the sorrow of the bird, standing in a lonely and silent position, who can understand the pain and pain in his heart.

When he was defeated by Yan Tiantian again, Shao Baiyu was very painful, and when he heard that Shen Fei cut off Yan Tiantian's arm, Shao Baiyu was even more painful! He wanted to surpass, and made up his mind, even if he did everything for this, he would surpass these people who dared to run in front of him, at all costs, regardless of the consequences!

Standing up, Shao Baiyu stood on the reverse waterfall, there was something unclear behind him that was slowly forming and condensing, unlike Shen Fei, the master taught Bai Yu a complete method about condensing the Dao Heart, and as a result, Bai Yu's progress in the cultivation and condensation of the Dao Heart far surpassed Shen Fei, and this also meant that his realm was rapidly improving. Although the realm does not exactly represent strength, it is extremely important, and it is almost impossible to complete a cross-border battle.

Under the infiltration of blood, the lake under his feet turned into a muddy pool of blood, and the waterfall rushing up to the sky shrank back into the pool, Shao Baiyu took a step forward and walked out of the lake, and the calm and waveless water surface vented outward with his advance, as if the surging river after the embankment was broken, and everything in the world was to be submerged in it.

This is King's Landing, the power of King's Landing!

The sword roared, and the sea of blood poured down from the highest place in Kyushu, vowing to submerge the land of Shenzhou.

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At the same time, the purple bamboo forest of Mingyue Peak.

Everything in the forest is frozen in the most beautiful and enchanting moments, reflecting the sun's rays brightly, and the weather is scorching, but it will never melt.

Everything is eternally beautiful, including the rabbit running wildly, the kingfisher that can't take off too late, and the bamboo waves swaying in the wind. After the battle with Shen Fei was over, Leng Gongyue returned to the forest, and the power in her bloodline burned incredibly, and she vented out frantically, taking herself as the center, and all the Holy Spirits within a radius of five miles were frozen in.

Time seems to have returned to a few years ago, the Vasher of Mingyue Peak is like the frozen holy land where Gong Yue hid when she was a child, everything is quietly blooming with beautiful frost with Leng Gongyue as the center, everything is beautiful and pure, unique in the world, pure and pure color.

Leng Gongyue curled up in the corner of the room, the surrounding rooms had been emptied, the sisters left unharmed because of the immortal protection, and the dozens of tile houses adjacent to the purple bamboo forest were all frozen in ice, exuding a cold and biting temperature.

When leaving the Frozen Temple, Nalan Mingzhu gave Leng Gongyue a scabbard that was enough to cover the power of the Xuechen Sword, but as everyone knows, the Xuechen Sword and Leng Gongyue were originally combined into one and were one, and while bringing the scabbard to the Xuechen Sword, the power in Leng Gongyue's body also died down and was suppressed. The snow dust sword is hidden in the scabbard all day long, and the power in Leng Gongyue's body is suppressed all day long, and over time, these forces lurk in Leng Gongyue's body, and gradually become less popular, and even have a certain self-consciousness of life, these forces are highly compatible with the "evil" that Leng Gongyue has been suppressed in the depths of his heart for a long time, and have reached a symbiotic relationship.

Leng Gongyue sat in the corner, as if the white fox with a physical body was condensed behind him, peeking at the movements in the darkness, but what was even more terrifying was that Leng Gongyue's eyes were misty, as if covered by a layer of frost. Leng Gongyue's mouth kept muttering something, after stabbing Shen Fei from behind, she has been in this state of frozen self, the room she is in is like an ice cellar, covered by ice several meters thick, even her master Nalan Mingzhu can't enter, and the voice can't be transmitted in, she is immersed in a person's world, a person's magic barrier, unable to extricate herself.

What Leng Gongyue can't understand is why he stabbed that sword, why did he stab that sword, think about it carefully, from the angry fist that fell from Shen Fei's cheek in front of the Heavenly Gorge, to the memory of being cut off under the late moon in Nanshan, and then to the desperate fight with Yan Tian, Shen Fei has always been using his not particularly strong body to shield himself from the wind and rain at the most critical time, but why, why did he not hesitate to stab the sword that went straight to the point at the last moment? Is there something that, deep down, is more important than feelings, more than kindness?

Leng Gongyue has always thought that she is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, which is reflected in her tolerance and care for Nalan Ruoxue, but it seems that this is just an illusion, and it seems that she is a ruthless person at all!

The ice grew thicker and thicker, Leng Gongyue hid herself in the ice box, not allowing anyone to approach, and a voice whispered in her heart: "Don't suppress it anymore, release me, release your true self, you will feel unprecedented pleasure." ”

The voice of demagogy kept sounding in the depths of her heart, urging her, tempting her, and letting her release the "she" in her heart, the so-called self.

Leng Gongyue has always firmly believed that her Dao heart is unmistakable and unshakable, which is the so-called cold as frost, but today, another voice told her that in fact, her Dao heart is not as cold as frost, but as quiet as all the sounds! It is the supreme ability that makes the entire heaven and earth tend to be unified, and all the sounds are quiet.

Compared with the cold frost, Wan Lai Jujing is obviously a grade higher, at least at first glance, it even has a similar artistic conception to the Guiyuan Silent Sword taught to Shen Fei and Shao Baiyu by Li Yizhi, the real person in charge.

"Hehe!" the looming white fox yawned boredly behind Leng Gongyue, maybe it was too boring, or he was laughing at something. Human beings are the most incredible creatures in the world, with a short lifespan of a few hundred years, they can complete the things that the top spirit beasts can only do for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years; human beings are also the weakest creatures in the world.

Therefore, the white fox laughed, laughing at himself for being defeated by such a collection of contradictions. Regarding Leng Gongyue's life experience, except for the white fox, no one knows about it, and she has a close connection with Leng Gongyue that cannot be known to outsiders. It can also hear the bewitching voice hidden in Leng Gongyue's heart, but it doesn't want to stop it, because in its eyes, the strength of the host is still very important, and the current Leng Gongyue is obviously not strong, which can be seen from repeated failures. Maybe it's time for a different look, it's time to change a pair of different eyes to see the world.

Leng Gongyue has the lonely and lofty temperament that a white fox should have, but she doesn't have the ruthlessness that a white fox should have, what can she do if she stabs someone from behind, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goal, which is the common denominator of all the strong people in the world.

One, two, three, bewitched, bewitched, bewitched...... The tireless harassment had a subtle effect on Leng Gongyue's heart, and the frost on the surface of her pupils became thicker and thicker, covering almost all the colors in her pupils.

Seeing that all the brilliance would be obscured, suddenly, under the late moon in Nanshan, the memories that were cut off by the powerful immortal method came one after another, and they returned without warning. Perhaps, in addition to being kept in Leng Gongyue's mind, all the memories of that night are also imprinted in the subconscious of her heart, and when the subconscious and the body gradually merge, these memories will also return.

Leng Gongyue finally regained her lost memory, remembered the sword blades on the cold pool, remembered the desperate mutual besieged by wolves, remembered the Dragonfly Clan, remembered those lovely demon beasts, and at the same time remembered the sleeping woman in the ice coffin, the powerful man in black, and the man who gambled with his life, with his own death, gambling on her life!

Leng Gongyue recalled everything, she finally understood why she cared so much about the sword that stabbed Shen Fei from behind, she finally understood that she was not as cold as ice, nor should she be quiet. The frost that shrouded her pupils, and the black shadow that hit with the frost receded like a tide, and the black shadow opened its teeth and claws, wailing for a while, even unwillingly, but the rebrightened gaze unceremoniously took her place as if it were a bright day. The black shadow completely subsided, and Leng Gongyue stood up on the spot, and the surface of her body overflowed with incredible energy, like an alienated immortal. The white fox, which was lazily curled up behind it, looked at Leng Gongyue's back incredulously, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

The right hand shook, the scabbard was shattered, and the snow sank and the sword groaned, but it did not roll up the wind and snow as before, on the contrary, the surrounding cold aura converged one by one, and continued to rush to the snow and dust sword, and the ice and snow disappeared, but instead of melting, it was attracted by the inexplicable power, and followed the guidance of the underworld, and converged into the snow and dust sword that pointed against the sky. From this moment on, Leng Gongyue no longer needed to seal the power of the Snow Dust Sword with the scabbard, because she herself was the scabbard of the Snow Dust Sword, and she and the Snow Dust Sword were fundamentally one and indistinguishable from each other.

The white fox licked its paws gracefully and gracefully, and its body gradually turned into nothingness.

Bright Moon Peak Cold Palace Moon, finally out of the sheath!

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