"If you are not born free, how can you do sword cultivation?"

In Yi Xiao's mind, such a sentence came clearly.

The Lord of the Mountain, who was leaning on the cross, clenched the rotten wooden frame with his fingertips, and the sound of clattering and shattering was heard.

In the Five Elders' Association, every coffin is an era of the Demon Dao.

Passing through the bloody era, some people lie in coffins, should not wake up, but try to live forever.

This era, the last era, every era...... There is no right or wrong.

How should the demon path go on, whether to hold the sword tightly and cut a bloody path, or to cultivate one's self and recuperate, and cultivate an obsession...... The dispute over this issue is destined to be fruitless.

Right and wrong have always been decided by the evolution of the times.

In the Taiping period, the woodcutter used the firewood knife to chop the wood pile and make a fire to light the smoke.

During the war, this wood knife would be stained with blood, either someone else's or your own.

The heavier the shackles of the holy island, the more it resembles a closed coffin, and the people lying in the coffin are unwilling to leave, wanting to turn the island into a coffin, and then turn the whole world into a place for their own sacrifice.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

Even if there was no Willow Demon who walked out of the small world of the Five Elders' Association with a sword, this breath of the Holy Island had already begun to ignite scattered sparks.

Wang Zhi had already left with his sword and went to the Central Plains.

There will be more and more people, they will go to the top of the six sacred mountains of the Holy Island, see the sky here, reach out and touch, they will yearn for a bigger world.

That's it, freedom!

Cool sword light fell in the darkness, blood flew and sparks splattered.

Yi Xiao's cheek was splashed with a drop of hot blood.

In the main hall of the Five Elders' Association, the pillars were cut down by the sword qi, and they shattered one after another, and the sky above the dome collapsed with the collapse of the pillars.

In the darkness, the sword light flew.

The "cause and effect" sword qi of the little highness represents the ultimate darkness, walking in the darkness, cutting down the pillars one after another, the smoke and dust in the hall are drumming, and the sparks flash in the diffuse fog-

It's like severing the shackles.

Released a new life.

The lotus clothes flew for a while, and Yi Xiao gently stretched out a hand and pressed it on the forehead of the man in front of him, closing his eyes for the owner of this handsome face.

He stood up and looked around.

Countless sword qi flew through the darkness like swimming fish, and the sword qi frantically tore at the coffin and the pillars of the temple, devouring the darkness with great hunger and thirst, and the cries of remnants and ruins echoed miserably in the empty hall.

Finally annihilated.

Yi Xiao saw the corpse hanging on the broken coffin, the broken robe hunted in the wind, the body of some demons was chopped by the sword qi, and half of the body hanging on the coffin, the flesh and blood at the section were all rolled up.

In the small world of the Five Elders, the rules have been shaky.

These demons who should have been in the ground, after walking out of the coffin, hid their cultivation, and under the unique rules of the small world, they were able to temporarily escape the power of the cycle of life and death.

But now that the hall master has collapsed and the rules have been broken, the flesh and blood that should have rotted have turned into clouds of sand and dust, and they have disappeared.

Yi Xiao lowered his head and looked at the periosteal man at the bottom of his feet, on his handsome face, it was like a crack in porcelain, there was no flesh and blood in the marks, it was full of scattered sand, and the whole face was opened by the wind, and the sand grains were flying.

"I don't have sympathy for you. ”

Yi Xiao said softly: "As you said, natural selection, this is the law, you acquiesced in the slaughter of the weak by the strong...... So have you ever thought that one day you will be eliminated by the law of acquiescence?"

In the pit at the bottom of his feet, the body under the black robe could not resist the erosion of the blessings of the years, and after the time hidden in the coffin was returned, it began to sand and finally annihilated, and the black robe rolled up, and the sand particles flew away.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

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When Aori wakes up from her slumber, the civil strife on the Holy Island has subsided.

Except for the Dao Fetus in the South China Sea, it is inconvenient to stay on the Holy Island for a long time because of his identity, and several other demons are temporarily staying on the Holy Island.

Of the six holy mountains, except for the great light and darkness, the remaining four holy mountains, with three palace masters, all died in this fluctuation.

The sword hall of the Great Bright Mountain was quiet.

On the top of the mountain, there were crimson birds, and when Qingli woke up from the bed, she opened her eyes and saw a fluffy fiery red bird, which looked very familiar.

The red bird spread its wings and tried to jump at the head of its bed, but because it was so fat, it flapped its wings and fell straight down.

There was no sound of falling to the ground.

Yi Xiao caught the little fiery red bird with one hand, he gently stroked the bird's body, and said, "What, it looks familiar?"

Aori stared at the bird, always feeling that something was not right.

Red feathers, sharp eyes, but such a bloated figure......

"It's the Flame Musk. ”

Yi Xiao said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the unruly birds that symbolize the northern land would actually breed and inhabit on the holy island. ”

Qingli suddenly realized.

"In the Northland, when the wind and snow are blowing, this bird is constantly taking off, constantly searching for things, and even when the weather is freezing, it is still fearless...... It is known as an unruly bird because no matter how strong the wind and snow are, it cannot stop it from flying. ”

His Royal Highness looked at a ball of meat in his palm with some emotion, and said softly: "Maybe it's because of the pursuit of unruliness too much, when the lost Flame Musk Deer crossed the sea and flew to the Holy Island, and chose to fall...... And that's what they became. ”

Yi Xiao sent his palm forward, and the fiery red little fat bird pouted his buttocks, moved comfortably, and was reluctant to take off, by the way, he glanced at Yi Xiao with satisfied eyes, and completely put away the two pairs of small meat wings behind him.

O unruly bird.

Born in sorrow, died in peace.

This is a very simple truth, many people understand, but if one day they can really settle down, how many people are willing to move their nests?

The wind and snow in the Northland were so heavy that the musk deer had to take off in search of food.

If you come to the Holy Island, then you will never be able to fly again.

What really broke the unruly wings of the fierce musk deer was not the violent wind and snow, but the comfortable heart.

The little red bird, who was about to sleep comfortably in Yi Xiao's palm, suddenly felt uneasy, turned his head, and saw a figure that was even more bloated than himself.

Su Dashao stared at the little red bird in Yi Xiao's palm tightly, swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively, "It's so fat, it must be delicious when roasted, right?"

Yi Xiao looked at the fierce musk deer dumbfounded, struggled to open his wings, flew out of the window three times, and finally fell out of the house, crawling and crawling, and quickly turned into a red dot and disappeared in sight.

What can awaken unruliness and freedom is really the desire to survive.

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Waiting for Qingli to wake up is because she is the only one who has the teleportation array eye that leads to the Heavenly Gate.

There is a sword tablet in Daguang Mountain, which is still left in the place of Tianmen.

Just casting the talent of teleportation circle doesn't actually require too much vitality and energy.

It's just that on the day of the robbery, from the Western Regions to the Northern Plains, countless magic circles were launched at the same time, which really drained the spirit of the Qingli girl.

Opening the circle and taking away the stele only took half a cup of tea.

Yi Xiao didn't stop at the gate of heaven, he just looked at his coffin in silence.

Yi Xiao asked the mountain master, the creation on this coffin can make the promotion of the Demon Mountain to perfection, if the Holy Island needs it, then he will bring it back from the Heavenly Gate.

But the mountain lord refused.

Oh, yes.

The holy island ushered in a new life, and those dead demons died in the Demon Mountain, this whole dark mountain seems to have no meaning of existence, and after the rules collapse, it is more like an ordinary mountain with commemorative significance.

The incomparably rich aura of the Holy Island began to collapse at the same time, and the spirit gathering array originally set up in the Demon Mountain was able to absorb the aura of the radial sea, and all of it was returned to this sea at this moment.

Now that the Holy Island has become a land of freedom, making the Demon Mountain a cultivation artifact with abundant spiritual energy will only make the demon cultivators develop the habit of dependence, which is counterproductive.

There are already demon cultivators who want to go to the Central Plains for a walk.

The mountain lord did not refute and did not agree.

Mu Liancheng discussed this matter with Yi Xiao, and finally stopped the impulse of all the demon cultivators on the Holy Island to rush into the Central Plains.

He just said, "Wait a little longer." ”

What exactly are you waiting for?

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On the top of the Great Bright Mountain, sword qi flowed in the sword hall.

Yi Xiao held the big bright stele in his palm.

The surface of the stele is mottled and uneven, and the originally smooth stones continue to crack, and the stone chips shake off, and they overflow into wisps of light.

The whole hall was scattered in light.

Compared with light, this stele contains more sword energy.

Li Changge stood behind Yi Xiao.

At the end of the sword hall, there is a quiet room, and there is no open door, but a depression inlaid with steles.

The Great Light Stele has been around for countless years.

In the Holy Island, there are two fragments.

The door of this ashram needs a large stone of light to open.

Yi Xiao had seen the fragment of the Great Dark Mountain, and after coming to the Holy Island, he took his senior brother to see the fragment of Yanlu.

"These two fragments are strictly ordered to be treasured by the Five Elders' Society, and no one else has the right to touch them, except for extremely powerful cultivators who can view them. ”

The Mountain Lord looked at the quiet room and chuckled softly, "I've seen two fragments, but I haven't seen anything. There seems to be some secret hidden here, but it is not afraid to be seen. ”

Yi Xiao stepped forward slowly and pressed the Great Light Tablet Stone into the notch of the quiet room.

"After he leaves, there will be no more masters in Daguang Mountain. ”

"If you don't wake up, there will be no cultivators in the Sword Immortal Realm in this world......" The mountain lord paused, and said softly: "Then the secret hidden here, why don't you disappear with him, so there is nothing wrong with this." ”

The door to the ashram was open, and there was no heavy smoke.

It was bright, so clear that it was even a little glaring.