On the hall of this solemn Emei Immortal Mansion, a pair of "Immortal Dancing Sword Map" shows the meaning of dust, the bronze crane under it stands left and right, leads the neck and flutters its wings, the curling sandalwood rises from the crane's beak, and the only heir of the Emei Immortal Mansion sits on the Taishi chair of the red sandalwood, Lu Sanniang, the entrance ceremony of the Emei Immortal Mansion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Sanniang wore a cyan robe, and the hem of the robe was "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui." All kinds of patterns, a black jade hairpin bundle hair, the three-foot green silk splashed down reflects the white and flawless cheeks, Qiong's nose is high, the pair of thick long eyebrows are even more heroic, the cherry lips are red without dots, and under the corners of the Danfeng's eyes where the brilliance flows, a tear mole adds a bit of style.

"The Sword Book of the Splitting Heaven" is a peerless school of the town school of my Emei lineage, thinking about the ........ back then" Lu Sanniang looked at the scenery outside the hall, recalling the years of learning art with the master in the past, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth after reminiscing, and then looked at Bao Wenzheng who knelt on the ground with pity, his face was a little gloomy, and then said: "You and the martial arts in the world have reached the peak, and you have comprehended the sword cultivation principle of "carrying love with the sword", so the ordinary entry kung fu is useless with you. ”

"Now that the Emei lineage has become a single transmission, it is the "Heaven Splitting Sword Classic" that only true disciples can cultivate, and I will teach it to you today!"

Bao Wenzheng knew that the "chivalrous righteousness" since March had finally given back, although he was overjoyed, he still bowed quietly and said, "Thank you, Master!"

"Come with me......"

Lu Sanniang stopped saying a word, and then turned the lotus step towards the back of the hall, the cyan robe and the walk between the fluttering, more graceful, just like a green lotus and the pond swaying with the wind, secretly exuding fragrance, but clear ripples but not demons, no wonder that the "Songxi Sword" Wednesday Yang has a love for it.

With the opening of the heavy stone door full of tadpoles, a sense of desolation and loneliness came to the face, only to see that the division gate was actually full of broken sword blades, the long sword proudly obliquely inserted into the ground has long been rusted, and the gap is all over the sword body, it is clear that after the fierce battle, and after the corrosion of endless years, I don't know how much there is when I look at it.......

Lu Sanniang looked at the sword mound engraved with distant memories from afar, the "Qixi Sword" that once made the demons and monsters terrified was already cracked and mottled, and it has long lost its former demeanor; the "Soul Sword" that once caused the river to fall with a sword has long been broken at the waist; and the "Fenghui Sword" that once drove the dragon and the moon has also turned into powder with the dissipation of the sword spirit.

In this sword mound, each sword is accompanied by a predecessor of Emei Xianmen, who gave up the opportunity to ascend to the Tao, and followed the oath of Emei Xianmen's "where righteousness is, and there will be no regrets in death", in order to protect the people in the world, he went forward to fight with demons and monsters, and then annihilated in this world.

"The Heaven Splitting Sword Book is scattered among the sword mounds, and as for how many articles you can find, it depends on your chance. Although Lu Sanniang looked back and smiled, she was indescribably lonely and sad, and said: "If the fairy sword has no sword spirit, it is an ordinary mortal iron, and the same is true of the Qingping sword, go ....... it."

After Bao Wenzheng bowed down, he walked towards the sword mound and walked forward, a pair of bright eyes followed the footsteps, carefully looking at the handle of the fairy sword in the sword mound, but he was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't know how to select the immortal treasure that could match the beauty of the Qingping sword.

Lu Sanniang looked at Bao Wen's weak figure from afar, but because of the rules of the Emei Immortal Gate, she couldn't give any advice, so as not to reunite the sword spirit in vain, but the power would be sharply reduced, not to mention that if the opportunity came, the sword spirit that reunited in the ordinary mortal iron may not be as good as the immortal treasure that was once famous.

The seemingly slender body and the stone gate of the sword mound stopped for a long time, and then sighed leisurely, then turned around and walked out, closing the stone door of the sword mound tightly, leaving Bao Wenzheng to leave the customs for his success.

The layer of gray mist in the sword mound lingered and circulated, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the south, south, south, and northwest, Bao Wenzheng saw that the path of this trip was full of broken swords and iron, and the rusty gaps were clearly distinguishable after the impact, but he didn't know what kind of situation he had reached in the battle, which could make this immortal treasure become what it is today.

Gradually moving away from this sword mound, a broken stone tablet appeared in front of him, there were only a few sword marks on it, but it was a desolate breath coming to the face, there was a halo of light circulating on the sword marks, and in a trance, I saw a long sword across the eternity, the arrogant long sword swallowed the sword light, and the breathtaking and incomparable momentum, the mountain about a hundred feet high was split at the waist, and then the halo on the stone tablet dimmed, as if it was just a nightmare to see.

Bao Wenzheng's mind had already been cleared, and he closed his eyes and engraved the scene he saw in a trance, for about half an hour, to ensure that there was no missing thing in his heart, and then he continued to move forward with excitement.

Because I don't know how many stone tablets there are in this "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex", so Bao Wenzheng has been going around all the way, he has long forgotten the passage of time, and he doesn't know how long he stayed in this sword mound, only to see that there are fewer and fewer broken fairy swords along the road, often walking more than a dozen steps away, there is a slightly bright, secretly sighing that the sword mound of this Emei Xianmen is the epitome of this world and demons and demons and righteous fairy gates, and the epitome of fierce battles, that is the arrogance and "chivalrous courage" pretended by the swordsman, but it is the first time that it emerges from the heart.

Recalling the hearsay about the demons and monsters in the past ten years, as well as staying in Laiyang at night while walking the rivers and lakes, after fighting to the death with the powerful ghosts, and the accumulated white bones seen in the well, the heart palpitations and the anger and unwillingness welled up in my heart.

"Buzz!"

In the silent sword mound, countless cracked fairy swords also seemed to perceive this sword intent that could not be bent, and trembled lightly and made a sword groan, or there was a long sword that had already been opened and turned into pieces in the light trembling, but the pride still turned into powder, and then it was annihilated in the sword mound.

"No!"

"The battle between heaven and earth has nothing to do with me......

"In the Embroidered Jade Valley Flower Shifting Palace, Invite Yue and Lianxing are still waiting for me to go back......"

"If the Righteous Path Immortal Gate is really good, how can it allow the Baimang Mountain and the Nine Secluded Streams to survive to this day!"

"Even Qingping Sword Immortal Lu Sanniang has nothing to do, go to the army to fight, marry the demon wife and ghost concubine to fight to the death with the old demon of Montenegro, no matter whether you win or lose, it is beneficial to the righteous path immortal gate!"

Bao Wenzheng paused, stopped, sighed, and found excuses and reasons for his own family, not only can make the demons and monsters dead and injured all over the field, but also does not conflict with returning to the Flower Shifting Palace, and uses the "Spring Thirty Niang" and "Nine Quiet Niangniang" with affection, although it is an extremely despicable means and tricks, but the so-called "dead friends do not die poor Dao", not to mention the different ways of demons, but they can't take care of much.

As soon as these thoughts rose in my heart, the arrogance in my heart, and the indignation and unwillingness in my heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and then the sword mound, which was originally full of sword groans, also fell silent again, as if the scene was just an illusion.

"Smack!"

The sound of a stone wall cracking came from a distance, a sword light was brilliant in an instant, reflecting the world of the sword mound, the five-colored glow dispelled the mist that originally flowed and lingered, the clear sound of the piano was like the tinkling of the stream, and it was vaguely like a phoenix singing for nine days Clear and bright, although the lonely charm is dozens of zhang away, it is like a mang, which is undoubtedly displayed.

"Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" turned into a streamer of light in an instant, and Bao Wen was floating in front of him, the sword light lingered in what seemed to be just a sword, but it was extremely light and thin, and there were as many as seven handles overlapping on top of it, and the colorful glow and the seven swords appeared, where was the shattered and dim appearance of the ten thousand swords in this sword mound, the crystal like cicada wings was actually dusty, and it was clearly hidden in the sword mound, and it was never revealed to the world.

The "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" trembled lightly in the air, and then the colorful glow converged and the sword body, and then it seemed to have lost all the immortal sword powers, like the remnant sword in the ordinary sword mound, and it was obliquely inserted three feet in front of Bao Wenzheng.

Bao Wenzheng stretched out his hand to hold such a psychic fairy sword, a fierce sword intent soared into the sky, but it was soft and full of body, and the blood-linked mood and heart emerged, at the same time, the sword spirit contained in this "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" was the intersection of water and milk, and he also instantly realized the magic of this "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword".

This "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" is not as domineering as the Qingping Sword that can hook the "Nanming Away from the Fire" and burn all things, and Liu Yong's "Mulan Ci" in the Song Dynasty has clouds: sitting in the middle and young secretly ecstasy, competing for the distance of the Qingluan family;

"Luan Feng and Ming, what a sarcasm......" Bao Wenzheng stared at the "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" in his hand and muttered to himself.

According to legend, there is a pair of sacred birds named Qingluan and Huofeng, never abandon all their lives, Huofeng was shot and imprisoned in the deep cave, Qingluan hovers in the sky above every day, the mournful scream, day after day, until it is too weak to fly, the feathers have lost their luster, and the cry of grief is getting deeper and lower, and the intention is to die of martyrdom.

Until the fire phoenix's injuries healed and flew out of the deep hole, Qingluan and the fire phoenix sang melodiously, flying freely and above the blue sky......

On the east side of the Emei Immortal Gate, there are cranes and lakesides stopping in the grass, the koi fish shook the lake, a layer of ripples spread, and the lotus leaves on the lake swayed with it, Lu Sanniang wore a plain Luo skirt body, Qingping sword slanted back and back, three-foot green silk splashed down like ink, the clothes swayed with the breeze, and the graceful body, it added a bit of coldness, but also a bit of feminine daughter.

Lu Sanniang looked back at the direction of the sword mound in the forbidden place of the division, and while she was stunned, she muttered to herself: "This sword intent is strange, the first gathering of the sword spirit is incomparable, and it is not even under the Qingping Immortal Sword, which has been cultivated for a hundred years, but it has a little more indescribable meaning, but it is strange......

said two strange sentences in a row, just because Lu Sanniang is the only person left in this Emei Immortal Gate, and he knows a lot about the fairy swords in the sword mound, but he has never known that there are such fairy swords in the sword mound, and he has a little hope in his heart, and he only hopes that his disciples can obtain the treasure of the fairy family, and from then on, he can be invincible and eliminate demons, and get twice the result with half the effort!