Under the Heavenly Dao, there is no room for any power that surpasses the Heavenly Dao. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Heaven does not tolerate it, and there seems to be an inexplicable shackle in the whole world, trapping the power of this heaven and earth. Any existence that dares to break through this power rule will make the Heavenly Dao directly annihilated, just like Xu Qingyun back then, but the Spirit Sea tends to be perfect, and the Heavenly Dao has already descended a thunder tribulation.

What's more, this Su Liuzhai's "Northern Shengong" can be described as a real creation of heaven and earth, embracing all rivers and rivers, and reaching the peak of the strongest eight realms. Back then, Bai Qianxi's cultivation was transcendent, and she was already a real shocking ancient and shining, but under the Heavenly Dao, she would be inflicted endless three calamities and nine tribulations, as well as unbearable torture.

Xu Qingyun frowned slightly, and said a little unwillingly: "There will always be a way to solve it!"

He has no choice now, and he only has "Northern Spiritual Skill", which can allow him to reach the realm he wants in a short period of time. Only in this way can he have enough chances of winning in the face of Zhu Qianwu in the realm of the Nine Turns Prince.

The reason why Hetu can bring him a two-percent chance of winning is also all due to the foundation of this "Northern Shengong", if there is no these, Zhu Qianwu, who is famous in the Northern Yan Dynasty, is a real prince of the Nine Revolutions, how can he be so easily defeated?

"You say so much, it's all for later!"

Xu Qingyun looked up at the vast sea of clouds in the distance, frowned slightly, thought silently for a long time, and said very seriously: "What I care about is only in front of me!"

The most important thing in front of him is only to rescue Ye Lengleng and find Fu Qinglime, who is lost in the depths of the leyline, and other than that, there is nothing that can make him care.

"Ridiculous!" Cao Weixuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she said with some displeasure: "Cultivating this kind of thing, how can you only focus on the present and waste a lot of future, I don't agree with you doing this!"

"Cultivation is my business, I don't need your consent!" Xu Qingyun thought about it and said very sincerely: "You just need to give me the Northern Spiritual Skill, you don't have to worry about other things, and you don't need to care!"

Cao Weixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she bluntly refused: ""The Northern Shengong belongs to me Su Liuzhai, and it is up to me to give it or not!"

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Why are you so persistent?"

“......”

The two quarreled in front of the Zhilan Palace, and Ying Dongliu had already hidden far away, out of sight and out of mind, and happily admired the beautiful mountains and rivers of Nanyue. But the little girl in the pond fish has suffered a lot of sins, and after persuading this with a bitter face, she ran to persuade that, and her pitiful appearance revealed a little coquettishness.

"Enough, you two are endless!" Chi Yu couldn't hold back any longer, and said: "He sent Su Wen Gu Jian back, and you gave him the magic skill, why bother with this verbal dispute!"

Cao Weixuan glared at her angrily and said, "Little brat, what do you know!"

After Chi Yu finished shouting, he also realized his gaffe, and hid behind Xu Qingyun a little timidly, raising his little head and saying weakly: "Big ...... Senior sister, I don't know anything, but Brother Xu has already said that he wants to use this exercise to save people, and if we can help, we must also help!"

Cao Weixuan raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you know the price of these people? It may be worse than death, or it may be a murderous devil, do you think I will help him in this way?"

The little girl in the pond fish also hesitated a little on her face, and hesitated and did not speak.

"Life is better than death, I admit it!"

Xu Qingyun raised his head, his eyes were scorching, and he said very sincerely: "I only need that "Northern Spiritual Skill", no matter what happens in the future, it will have nothing to do with you!"

"Oh?"

Cao Weixuan's expression gradually turned cold when she heard this, and she sneered slightly: "Aren't you afraid that you will go crazy yourself, think about my senior in Su Liuzhai, don't you feel afraid?"

"I am not afraid of that senior of Su Liuzhai, I only admire!"

Xu Qingyun's heart moved slightly, he suddenly remembered that Xia Xiaohe, who taught his sword intent in the secret realm back then, was also not allowed by the way of heaven, but he dared to confront the sky with a sword, and his mind and courage made people admire. There is also the one who was forced to last off in the face of foreign invasion, and finally resolutely cultivated this "Northern Shengong", which is both good and evil.

He suddenly remembered the stone tablet in the secret realm back then, so he gave it to Cao Weixuan, and said: "I have a lot of respect for Su Liuzhai's predecessors, especially the things left by this Xia Xiaohe's predecessors back then, I ......."

"It's useless to slap the horse!" Cao Weixuan frowned coldly, with a firm attitude, and said: "I won't give it to the Northern Spiritual Skill!"

Xu Qingyun was disheartened, she didn't expect Cao Weixuan's attitude to be so resolute, just because the matter was too urgent at the moment, anger gradually ignited in her eyes, and she said in a deep voice: "I think I have shown my greatest sincerity, but you are still so stubborn!"

Cao Weixuan shook her head and said indifferently: "I also showed my greatest patience, I also didn't expect you to be so persistent!"

Xu Qingyun's face was a little ugly, if it was ordinary, he would definitely turn around and leave, but this matter can be said to be related to the life and death of several of them. But Cao Weixuan's refusal was so firm, which made him angry in his heart, and he couldn't help the urge to do it.

It's just here......

He looked back, only to see that the Holy Maiden Peak was misty and misty, Zhong Lingyuxiu, when he was the strongest sword sect in the world, if he made a slight move, he would definitely let people kill him directly, there was no room for anything.

"Haha, okay, you Su Liuzhai is really a famous family!"

Xu Qingyun laughed angrily, and he didn't want to be nostalgic here, he threw the Su Wen ancient sword in his hand directly, his heart suddenly became sad, his robe moved, his long hair as white as snow flew wantonly, and he laughed loudly in the vast mountain clouds: "Su Wen will return you, I can't afford to do the exercises, your Su Liuzhai family has a big cause, and I can't afford to provoke it!"

"Since Lao Tzu dares to fight with others, how can he worry about whether he is crazy or not?"

"Let's go, let's go to Nima's Suliuzhai!"

“......”

Singing during the day, the long hair was sad and angry, the ancient sword of Su Wen who had abandoned and left, the northern darkness that made a clear roar, and the slender and simple sword body wrapped around him in front of him, which seemed to be a little reluctant. But the laughing and arrogant voice resounded throughout the mountaintop, making Su Liuzhai's sword-wielding disciples all look at them angrily when they heard this.

When the person who dares to scold Su Liuzhai in Su Liuzhai today, it may only be Xu Qingyun himself, if it weren't for the sword Su Su asked Su Liuzhai, with such a great kindness, maybe when he finished speaking, he would have pierced his heart with ten thousand swords.

Ying Dongliu looked at his back when he left, his robe was wide, and the front of his deep coat had been removed, like a loose cloak, which looked a little profligate, and the white hair on his head also made the mountain breeze a little messy, but the back was full of that lonely and disappointed mood.

But for some reason, when he learned that Su Liuzhai had never lent out the "Northern Shengong", he felt a little relaxed inexplicably.

"It's okay, that's not a good thing!"

Her heart was slightly relieved, and when she was about to leave, the quiet Zhilan Hall behind her suddenly sounded a graceful woman's voice, which was very shocking.

"Can you lend me the stele?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Su Liuzhai fell silent, and even Cao Weixuan's expression changed slightly, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

How graceful the voice is, it doesn't mean anything, and it can't explain anything, but the key is that the owner of this voice, maybe no one in the entire Su Liuzhai will not know, because this is the voice of the suzerain of Su Liuzhai, that is, the Seven Realms Venerable Baili Tassel.

Stele?

What stele?

Would she even think of looking at that swarthy stone tablet?

Everyone was shocked, but Xu Qingyun was already a little chaotic and disheartened at this time, how could he care about the expressions of Su Liuzhai's disciples, and he didn't bother to care about it, so he threw the stone tablet in his hand directly, and was about to walk down the mountain with a stagger.

......

......

......

The stone tablet was no more than the size of a palm, turning into a streamer of light, and escaped directly into the deepest part of the Zhilan Palace.

The dark secret room, the dancing candlelight, the slender fingers crossed the stone tablet that seemed to last forever, the cold touch made her Gu Jing's heart suddenly set off a huge wave that was difficult to calm down, touching the nick in the depths of the cold depression, her heart trembled slightly, and she could vaguely detect the name of that person.

"Xia Xiaohe!"

"Xia Xiaohe!"

"Xia Xiaohe!"

The beating candlelight, reflecting her pale cheeks, was a little uncertain, and the thin corners of her lips kept whispering to herself:

"Uncle Xiao, are you dead or not!"

......

......

At the foot of the Holy Maiden Peak of Su Liuzhai, Xu Qingyun and Ying Dongliu were about to step out of the mountain gate with the angry eyes of Su Liuzhai's disciples, but at this moment, the voice suddenly sounded, shocking everyone present.

"Xuan'er, give him the "Northern Spiritual Skill"!"

......

......

Suliuzhai Holy Maiden Peak, 36-storey pavilion, is hidden, there are Suliuzhai sages in the Dynasty, the ancient books of the exercises left behind, is the most precious place in the whole Suliuzhai.

Xu Qingyun is like a dream now, it is hard to imagine that he has been disheartened and left, but because of the stone tablet left by Xiaohe in the summer of that year, Su Liuzhai changed his original mind and decided to give "Northern Shengong" to himself.

"I don't know what the master thinks, I can only say that your life is okay!" Cao Weixuan brought him here, and under the vigilant eyes of the two gatekeepers, he took out the sect master token, and the two walked in smoothly, looking at the vast ancient books in the building, shaking his head and sighing: "If you really have a good life, you should go to these ancient books, and it may be better to find the book casually." ”

"Thank you for your concern!" Xu Qingyun didn't give her a good face, and said: "Your kindness, I will remember it for the rest of my life!"

"I know you hate me!" Cao Weixuan suddenly smiled and said: "But one day, you will hate me even more, hate my decision today, why not be more firm and more decisive, even if the master's order, I should disobey!"

Xu Qingyun smiled coldly and said, "Heh, then there is no need, I have a share in doing things, even if it really comes to that day, I will only hate you for why you didn't take it out earlier, hesitating, it will only delay my time!"

"You ......"

Cao Weixuan was annoyed in her heart, gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't listen to advice like this, you will feel good in the future!"

"Don't worry about it!" Xu Qingyun said lightly: "You better quickly take the "Northern Spiritual Skill" to me, don't waste time here!"

"Shall I take it?" Cao Weixuan laughed when she heard this: "This magic skill is not something I can take if I want to, in other words, whether you can really get it is also an uncertain thing!"

"What do you mean by this?" Xu Qingyun frowned and said, "Could it be that you don't even listen to your master's words?"

"Xu Qingyun, you don't have nothing to do, can you really get the "Northern Spiritual Skill", it's none of my business 1" Cao Weixuan seemed to like arguing with him, no longer as indifferent as when she first met, and took him to the bottom of Tibet, her expression was a little meaningful, and she smiled: "Take it off!"

"Take it off?" Xu Qingyun frowned and wondered, "Take it off what?"

Cao Weixuan glared at him fiercely and said, "Stupid, of course take off your clothes!"

"You ......"

Xu Qingyun looked at Cao Weixuan's smiling and slightly angry little face, a little red and cute, a slender and graceful beautiful girl who has gradually approached maturity. Although he wears men's clothes, he is better than beauty, which makes his gestures have a unique style.

"What are you going to do!" He was slightly shocked in his heart, thinking that he had never had a big event, how could he be nostalgic for his daughter Xiang, and refused coldly: "Cao Weixuan, you will die of this heart, I will not agree to you." When he said this, he looked at the delicate and lovely girl in front of him, swallowed his saliva, and continued: "Now I still have big things to do, and I don't have time to accompany you, that ...... Can you wait for me to come back and continue?"

"Xu Qingyun, get out of here!"

Cao Weixuan made him angry, and without waiting for him to take off his clothes, he kicked him directly.

'Boom', Zang shook slightly, and the ground at the bottom of the original suddenly turned into a black pool, and at the moment when Xu Qingyun pounced, the vast river directly swallowed him, leaving no trace, leaving only Cao Weixuan standing there stunned.

"Why do you just disobey people?"

After a long time, looking at the ground that had returned to its original appearance, Cao Weixuan's eyes were a little lost, her fingers tapped the Suwen ancient sword on her waist, and in the quiet Tibet, a crisp and pleasant voice sounded, with a brisk rhythm, like a minor tune in the streets and alleys of Yingdu back then.

"I only said that I wouldn't give you "Northern Spiritual Skills", but why are you so stubborn?"

Cao Weixuan found a corner under the bookshelf, put her hands on her cheeks, sat there, stared at the place where Xu Qingyun left, raised her hand to brush the hair around her ear, and sighed softly in her heart: "I didn't say I wouldn't help you, when you leave Suliuzhai, without the master and sisters, I will find an opportunity to look for you with the Suwen Ancient Sword......"

"With me, it's not as good as the evil skill you cultivated!"

When she said this, she suddenly raised her hand, and her fingertips lingered with sharp sword intent, cutting vertically and horizontally, facing her beautiful face, bright and uncertain!

"But I've already turned into a prince six times, even if I can't beat others, it's okay to be beaten for you!" )