Two hundred years ago, the Shushan Sword Sect and the Demon Realm army led by the Heavenly Demon Emperor fought a battle, suffered heavy losses, and the head of the sect was killed, which was an indelible pain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the Heavenly Demon Emperor and all the demon clan masters were all exterminated, another reason for the tragic victory of Shushan was because the various sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm at that time did not save them when they saw death, and watched coldly.

Over the years, although Qingwei and others have not retaliated against those sects, this does not mean that Shushan has put aside their grievances, and only chose to deliberately ignore them for the sake of the peace of the human world.

But is Wei Jing the kind of person who can't bear it? In that battle, his master, uncle, brother, brother, how many people fell, and even he was trapped in the Lock Demon Tower for two hundred years, not seeing the light of day, and now that he has escaped from the predicament, how can he just be so peaceful.

In the Shushan Palace, the statue of Sanqing stands quietly in front of it, and the air is filled with wisps of fragrance.

The hall was very quiet, there was no sound, and the five people stood respectfully at the door, their faces solemn.

A white figure as tall as a sword sat in front of them, two eyes fixed on a scroll hanging on the wall.

The white robe like snow, the unparalleled cold sword, the face like jade, the same, everything is so consistent.

"Mingcheng, Master, are you all right? Wei Jing has come back to see you. ”

Bleak, bleak whispers echoed in the hall, and Qingwei and the others suddenly found that there was an indelible sadness on the body of this uncle.

Wei Jing's palm kept rubbing against his robe, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss, but there was a slight fluctuation.

The Yi Shui sword on his waist was trembling constantly, as if he felt the sorrow in his master's heart.

The five Qingwei didn't speak, just watched and stood silently.

"Bell"

"Bell"

The bells and drums of Shushan rang, echoing in this forest of pavilions, crisp and pleasant.

The sound of the bell reached the main hall, interrupting Wei Jing's thoughts, and his eyes were in a trance, and he came back to his senses from the past.

"Today, the Demon Venerable retreats, and I make a gentleman's agreement with him that he will not intrude on the human world for three hundred days, and you can let it go, without worrying about it. ”

Wei Jing spoke abruptly.

"In this human world, no matter who dares to resist Shushan, there is no mercy for killing. ”

This sentence is extremely sonorous, and the cold killing intent lingers around, making people's scalps tingle.

The five people of Qingwei had no doubt about his words, this master was so murderous, two hundred years ago, he was fierce and powerful, and there were countless demon masters who died in his swordsmanship, but they didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

"Yes, all the demons that disturb the human world should be eliminated. ”

Canggu shook off the dust and said categorically.

"This calamity is related to the beings of the Six Realms, and we can't make the slightest mistake, and we can only do this trick. ”

Qingwei sighed, I don't know if it was for the suffering of all beings, or for the demons who were about to die under the sword of Shushan.

Wei Jing's body turned around and looked at the five people to speak.

"You don't have to do this, cultivation is to take over the creation with the heavens, it is the road against the heavens, life and death are fateful, if they can see themselves clearly, naturally they don't need to go into the killing and robbery, if they are blinded, they will not be able to complain, and killing them can be regarded as helping them to transcend. ”

This is his way, and he will not be spared in all obstacles, even if he is stained with blood for life, he is not afraid.

"Obey the teacher's orders. ”

The five of them looked at each other and nodded.

There is such an invincible powerhouse as Wei Jing, not to mention that they can ignore the Six Realms, but there is no opponent in the human world, so they can also better survive the calamity and have a lot less trouble.

"Hmm. ”

Wei Jing nodded.

"That girl is the spirit of the magic sword, the princess of Jiang Kingdom thousands of years ago, she once saved my life in the Lock Demon Tower, you must not neglect her. ”

"Uncle Shi rest assured, we will definitely treat Nightshade Guliang as my guest of Shushan. ”

"That's good, you guys go down first, I'm going to retreat and heal. ”

The disciple retired. ”

The five men left the hall in turn, and after a few breaths, the door closed again.

"Brother, how are you?"

As soon as Qingwei and the others left, Nightshade couldn't wait to come out of the magic sword, and she saw the injuries on Wei Jing's chest and palm, and her expression was extremely worried.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I'm going to leave Shushan in a few days, and my brother will take you to see this world at that time." ”

"Really?"

Nightshade is like a child, happy and unhappy.

"Don't worry, my brother will do what he says, you will stay in Shushan during my retreat, don't run away. ”

"Well, nightshade doesn't run around. ”

Wei Jing didn't say anything more, sat cross-legged on the futon, and the mana in his body worked, running through the large and small points around his body, driving the flesh and blood, and dissolving the remaining demonic qi and sword qi.

His jade-like face flickered white, a trace of cold air lingered above his head, and the temperature of the entire hall was sudden, the cold wind was howling, and it was biting cold.

Nightshade was by his side, holding his chin with both hands, looking at him, and from time to time a trace of an inexplicable smirk appeared from the corner of his mouth.

The Shushan Sword Sect was silent, except for a large number of demons who had escaped from the mountain, there was no movement.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, there has already been a violent storm, and the undercurrent is surging, and the white-clothed sword immortal who was powerful in the world two hundred years ago actually did not die, and he also came out of the lock demon tower.

Even after two hundred years, there are still people who have survived in that era, maybe others don't know the name of the white-clothed sword immortal, but they have never forgotten it, and they dare not forget it.

The white-clothed sword immortal, this title was killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and it was built with the blood of countless strong people, in that era, no one could match it, and no one dared to compete with it.

They vaguely remembered that the white-clothed sword immortal didn't enter the lock demon tower alone, and finally died with the Heavenly Demon Emperor? How could he still be alive, and what was even more terrifying was that in just two hundred years, he was able to fight with the Demon Respect Tower, and his cultivation was simply terrifying.

This couldn't help but make them tremble, with the character of the white-clothed sword immortal, I am afraid that this human world will not be peaceful.

Among them, some sects were terrified, because in the battle two hundred years ago, it was under their deliberate indulgence that the army of the demon world could drive straight in.

Now they are afraid, they are afraid that they will only respect the old things and revisit them, and settle accounts after the autumn.

But that's often the way it is, the more you worry about something, the more something has to happen.

Three days later, in the Shushan Palace, a brilliant sword light soared into the sky, stirring the wind and clouds, and the huge power shook the heavens and the earth.

Wei Jing opened his closed eyes, and in an instant, a brilliant sword light flashed from his eyes, and an indescribable edge emerged.

After a full half of the sound, the sword momentum subsided, and the majestic sword qi faded like a tide, and there was nothing left in the blink of an eye.

He got up from the futon, all the injuries on his body were healed, and his breath was unblemished, giving people the feeling of an ordinary person, which was a manifestation of controlling his strength to the extreme.

If you don't make a move, it's enough, and when you make a move, the sky is shocked and invincible.

"Nightshade, let's go, go with my brother to understand some grievances. ”

He smiled and beckoned, and Nightshade trotted over with the magic sword, snuggled up on his arm, and the two walked out of the hall together.

He had already transmitted the message to Qingwei and told him that he had recovered, so he didn't go to them, but directly came to the sky with the Nightshade Imperial Sword, turned into a streamer and disappeared in the sky above the Shushan Sword Sect.

The violent wind raged beside him, like a sharp steel knife, and it bombarded endlessly.

With a wave of his robe, an invisible shield shrouded the two of them, blocking all the storms, and the Yishui Sword blade under his feet broke through the air, roaring through the sky, turning into a white light, and in an instant, it crossed thousands of zhang.

The sun is setting, the sun is thin, the orange sunlight is scattered on the mountains and rivers, and the flying sword passes through the large areas of burning clouds, overlooking the human world, such a scenery is really extraordinary.

"Brother, look, it's such a beautiful cloud. ”

Nightshade pulled at his sleeve and exclaimed as he pointed to a huge cloud of fire.

"Brother, look, that mountain is so high. ”

"Brother, this river is so wide. ”

Nightshade is like a child, if you don't see a place, you have to pull him to see it together.

Time passed inadvertently, and the direction of the two of them was the south of the human world, in the boundless South China Sea, there stood a fairy island, on which from time to time there were monks and envoy magic weapons, flying through the air.

"Later, you'll be able to see the sea. ”

Wei Jing touched her hair with his right hand and said lightly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made people shudder.

"Brother, can you kill a little less?"