The years have passed, leaving no one in the world, and time is like flowing water, passing imperceptibly at the fingertips. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The back mountain of the Shushan Sword School, the forest is towering, the strange rocks are craggy, the fairy birds are singing, the ape climbs, and there are long clouds and smoke shrouded, until the mountainside, a good immortal holy realm, everywhere is full of fragrant fragrance, the majestic heaven and earth aura lingers in the mountains, containing a grass and a tree here.

In the middle of the forest, there is a small stream, the water of the stream is crystal clear, like jasper, on the edge of the stream, overgrown with lilac flowers, dense, extending to the depths of the mountain forest, like purple silk, spread on the green grass.

Far away from the creek, there is a hut that is not very big, made of bamboo and wood, around the house, is a green bamboo forest, swaying in the breeze, making a sound like a wind chime, pleasant to the ear, there is a bluestone paved path in front of the hut, through the dense forest, leading to the Shushan Sword School.

"Hehe, auntie, hurry up, today is the day when the master is out of the customs, and I haven't seen the master and his old man for a long time. ”

A little girl in a cyan long skirt ran out of Wuji Pavilion, and she was eight or nine feet away in just a few deliberate hours.

The sister-in-law is very handsome, but eighty or ninety, and there is a little baby fat on her face, probably because she runs fast, and her face is as red as a small apple, behind her, those Shushan disciples are frightened one by one, for fear that she will accidentally fall, and then they will inevitably be scolded by Elder Canggu.

"Qing'er, you slow down, wait for your aunt. ”

A figure rose from the pavilion, a light blue wide-sleeved fairy skirt, green silk coiled behind her head, her beautiful face was not flawless, and there was a trace of worry in her tone, it was Nightshade Undoubtedly, the little sister-in-law Liang who called her aunt in front was Zixuan's daughter Qing'er.

However, now Qing'er's seniority in Shushan is very high, and she is the same generation as Qingwei and others, because she has been accepted as a disciple by Weijing, and most of the Shushan disciples have to call her aunt when they see her.

Hearing the cry of the nightshade, Qing'er stopped, Pingsuli Weijing has been in retreat, she is living with the holy aunt and the nightshade, the relationship between the three is very good, not long ago, something happened in Nanzhaoguo, and the saint needs to go back to deal with it, so today it is the nightshade that takes her to the back mountain.

"Hehe, auntie, you are walking so slowly, don't you want to see the master? ”

Qing'er took Nightshade's hand, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, but she pretended to be sad in her mouth.

It's a pity that her mind can be hidden from nightshade.

"You little girl, you must be thinking about your master's treasure again, last time you played with your master's sword, and you forgot the consequences?"

Nightshade rubbed her forehead, this girl is too elf, and she is deeply liked by her brother, as long as she wants it, no matter what it is, Wei Jing will find it for her, and last time she secretly pulled out the sword of the gods, but she was overwhelmed by the murderous aura above, and she rested for more than a month.

"Let's go, it's almost noon, it's not far from my brother's time to get out of the customs, let's rush over just in time." ”

Two people, one big and one small, walked on the path and disappeared into the dense forest in the back mountain.

As soon as the little witch left, all the Shushan disciples breathed a sigh of relief, for Qing'er, they were also very helpless, reluctant to fight, reluctant to scold, but Qing'er loved to tease them, every time she went to the back mountain, it would take a few days to come out, and they could also take advantage of this time to relax.

"Bang Dang"

The closed door was pushed open, and a young man in a white robe came out of the hut, the sky was clear, the breeze was blowing, and the warm sun was shining on the top.

"Master, Qing'er misses you so much. ”

Qing'er broke away from Nightshade's hand and threw herself into Wei Jing's arms at once.

"Hmph, you little girl, to be honest, are you thinking about the master's baby again. Wei Jing laughed and scolded.

"Hmph, the master is so annoying, Qing'er doesn't like the master anymore. The little girl was angry, and there were almost four words written on her face: "I'm not happy".

"Nightshade, how is the human world lately?" Wei Jing turned his head, just met the gaze of Nightshade, the two looked at each other and smiled, and their hearts were not hidden.

"There is nothing to do in the human world, Qingwei Daoist has been in retreat not long ago to prepare to break through Daluo, and now Canggu is in charge of Shushan affairs. ”

"Brother, have you already broken through?" Long Kui changed her words and couldn't help asking, and when she saw Wei Jing nodded, her eyes dimmed.

This means that my brother's time is running out. She muttered to herself.

Wei Jing didn't speak, and between her backhand, two things appeared in her palm, a fist-sized jade bottle and a sword.

This sword dragon sunflower and Qing'er are recognized, and even no one in the Six Realms does not know it, the bleak blade, the emerald hilt, and the word "Zhu Shen" are engraved on the spine of the sword, revealing a trace of killing intent, it is his sword Zhu Shen Sword.

This sword of the strongest in the Six Realms has been stained with the blood of too many strong people, and the gods of the Divine Realm have died under the sword countless times, and the word "Zhu God" is worthy of its name.

"It's useless to keep this sword by my side, just leave it for your self-defense, in addition, this bottle contains four golden pills, once you and Qing'er encounter a bottleneck, you can swallow it.

Remember, if you don't cultivate into the Heavenly Immortals, you must not swallow it, otherwise you will be in danger of exploding. ”

"There is a trace of my primordial spirit and sword spirit fusion in this sword, if you cultivate it carefully, you will be able to transform into a form in less than a hundred years. ”

"Qing'er, come here. ”

After explaining this, Wei Jing beckoned to Qing'er again, and the sister-in-law's eyes were red.

"The master wants to go out and do something, and you have to listen to your aunt and the holy aunt well. ”

"Hmm"

Qing'er nodded obediently.

Wei Jing put his palm on her forehead, and in an instant, the huge power of the Yuan Shen surged into Qing'er's mind, Qing'er only felt that there were many more inexplicable things in her mind, mysterious and mysterious, indescribable, as if there was a layer of vague fog blocking it, no matter how she probed, she couldn't see the slightest real face.

After half a ring, her eyes opened, and a look of doubt flashed with doubt.

"This is the sword cultivation for the teacher's life, as well as the Dao method, all sealed in your mind, and you will slowly comprehend it later.

Your master and I have been holding the sword since childhood, killing all the evil demons and foreign ways, destroying countless enemies, fighting all my life, slaughtering all the gods of the nine heavens, and killing the ghosts and gods of the underworld.

The essence of my Shushan Three Tricks, Heavenly Sword Trick, Royal Sword Trick, and Ten Thousand Sword Tricks are all in it, if you can understand it well, the future is limitless. ”

What he said is not an exaggeration at all, as long as Qing'er can comprehend his sealed feelings, he can reach the Golden Immortal at worst, as for breaking through Da Luo, it depends on personal chance.

The technique he used just now, under Da Luo, he couldn't use it at all, even if he was it, he could only succeed in one fell swoop after completely refining the Heavenly Emperor and breaking through his cultivation to the realm of Da Luo, and completely spread his life perception into the minds of others, this is a shortcut, and it is also a curse, but Wei Jing can't control so much, he is not willing to wait for a minute or a second.

"Brother, why don't you take me with you, Nightshade doesn't want to be alone. ”

Nightshade sobbed. But this time, instead of nodding, he turned around silently and looked away.

"I'm going, I'm going to die, the road ahead is bleak, you don't have to accompany me, if you're lonely, go find Sedum." ”

Wei Jing turned his back to the nightshade, an indifferent voice sounded, and the woman in his mind kept calling him, even if there was only a little chance, he had to try, although he died without complaint.

"I'm leaving. ”

In the next second, Wei Jing disappeared in front of their eyes, turning into a sword light and soaring into the sky.

He has already explained other things to Qingwei and others, and the concern in his heart about the Shushan Sword Sect is guarded by Canggu and others, and there will be no problems, and he still has a lot of back-ups. Next, he is going to do his own thing, and he has been planning for a hundred years, and success or failure is at this moment.

And before that, Wei Jing has to go to a place and get the last thing.

The sky above Shu Mountain is already connected to the Divine Realm, if someone breaks through the Divine Realm barrier with great mana, he can directly enter the Demon Realm without going through the Well of Gods and Demons, and now he is doing this.

A three-foot-long sword light emerged from his fingers, cold and sharp, domineering and peerless, easily tearing through the golden barrier, and his figure disappeared into the sky with a leap.