An hour later, Murong Yunzhen was led by a middle-aged Taoist to the top of Kunlun Mountain. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but see the green smoke of the Ding furnace above, a simple Taoist temple hidden between the pines, it looks solemn and elegant.

The three or five Daoists in the Guanwai Dojo were slowly cultivating, and they were also very surprised to see Murong Yunzhen and the middle-aged Taoist in tattered clothes appear in front of them. Soon, Sun Boran and the others also came out, but when they saw the two, they were also shocked and embarrassed, but they didn't expect that they deliberately took Murong Yunzhen to the foot of the mountain and didn't stop him from coming up the mountain.

"Daochang Sun, I finally see you again, take me to meet Ouyeel Tiangong's predecessors. Murong Yun said excitedly.

Sun Boran said with an embarrassed face: "Murong Shaoxia was lost at the bottom of the mountain just now, and I waited for a long time. ”

"Hmph, it's clearly a cat crying mouse. The middle-aged Taoist said disdainfully.

"You madman, you traitor, you still have a face?" Sun Boran suddenly scolded the middle-aged Daoist with a rash scolding, and he didn't see his previous embarrassed look at him at all.

Not long after, other Taoists also came over and pointed at the middle-aged Taoist, as if they were all very unwelcoming to him.

Murong Yunzhen looked at the middle-aged Taoist in surprise, only to see his sad and angry expression, but he never argued with them about the "traitor" insult.

"Today is a very important day, so please be generous. The middle-aged Taoist said earnestly.

"That's right, fellow Daoists, let's go in and meet Ouyeel Tiangong seniors. Murong Yunzhen also said anxiously.

"Murong Shaoxia, I originally thought that you were a righteous gentleman who was entrusted by someone to visit the ancestor. I can't imagine that you are colluding with me as a traitor to the Kunlun faction, tell me quickly, what are your intentions?" Sun Boran shouted.

Murong Yunzhen was suddenly confused, and he didn't know what this Sun Boran was talking about.

"This matter is related to the life and death of my Kunlun faction, if you stop it again, I will not be polite. The middle-aged Taoist said coldly.

"What kind of face does a traitor have to call himself a Kunlun disciple again?" Sun Boran scolded angrily.

But before he could finish speaking, a long, thin Ugin sword was already around his neck. Sun Boran's face suddenly turned like earth, and he didn't dare to squeak anymore.

"Who wants to make trouble in my Kunlun Mountain?" a long voice came from the view.

"Master, save me, this traitor is going to kill me. Sun Boran shouted excitedly.

"If he were to kill you, you would have died. In the view, a soapy old man with a fairy wind and bones slowly came out, and then said calmly to Sun Boran.

Sun Boran immediately looked ashamed, and the middle-aged Taoist withdrew the sword in his hand.

"Senior brother......" the middle-aged Taoist shouted silently.

The soapy old man smiled lightly and raised his hand, signaling him not to call him that.

The middle-aged Taoist could only sigh in embarrassment.

"This Murong Shaoxia was entrusted by the sword guard to come to meet his master. The middle-aged Taoist said sincerely.

The soapy old man glanced at Murong Yunzhen, and then said, "Murong Shaoxia, please come with me." ”

The middle-aged Taoist also anxiously followed, but was politely rejected by the soapy old Taoist.

"Breeze, and let Mo Yi come in together. A deep and old voice came from the backyard of the Taoist temple.

As soon as this sound sounded, the Taoist people in the view were respectful and respectful.

"Yes, Master. The soapy old man replied respectfully.

Murong Yunzhen and this middle-aged Taoist named Mo Yi entered the Taoist temple with the guidance of Qingfeng Lao Dao.

Sun Boran and the others looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

I saw that Qingfeng Dao Chang took the two of them to zigzag through the temple, and finally came to a cave in the back mountain. But seeing that the fire in the cave was bright, and the sound of striking iron came from time to time, Murong Yunzhen was very curious, and couldn't help but look into the cave.

Qingfeng Lao Dao stopped for a moment before taking Murong Yunzhen and Mo Yi into the cave.

This cave is composed of two caves, one in front and one behind, and the cave in front is simple and has no equipment, except for all kinds of swords and weapons hanging on the wall, there is nothing else. Murong Yunzhen looked at it, and only felt that the hidden swords here were no less than those in the Netherworld Valley. Murong Yunzhen walked into the cave at the back, but found that although this cave was narrower, it was intricately arranged: there were stone windows on the east and west walls, which could overlook the scenery of mountains and clouds; there was a pool in the south, in which the secluded spring was quietly gushing one by one; and there was a big furnace near the stone wall in the north, and a burly figure was sitting in front of the furnace, which must be Ouyeel Tiangong.

"See Master!" Qingfeng said to Ouyeel Tiangong.

Ouye Tiangong slowly stopped what he was doing, and then shook his hand tremblingly, signaling that he didn't need to be polite.

"Sixteen years no see...... Master, are you all right?" Mo Yi suddenly said excitedly.

"It's okay to be a teacher. Ouyeel Tiangong said simply.

"At that time, the disciple made a big mistake and asked the master for forgiveness. Mo Yi suddenly knelt down and said ashamedly.

"The past is gone, why should you keep worrying?" Ouyeel Tiangong said lightly.

"But after this incident, the treasure of my Kunlun sect has been lost, and the master is ...... Shizun also lost his eyes...... Teach me how not to blame myself?" said Mo Wei bitterly.

"Mo Zhi, the cultivation is in the heart but not in the eyes, for the teacher's heart, what is the use of asking for that eye?" Ouye Tiangong said.

Mo Yi always felt uncomfortable, knelt on the ground for a long time, and finally stood up under the persuasion of Qingfeng Laodao.

"Qingfeng, you retreat outside the cave to guard, and no one is allowed to come in. Ouyeel Tiangong said slowly.

"The disciple obeyed. Qingfeng Lao Dao was ordered to retreat.

"The junior Murong Yunzhen visited Ouyeel's seniors. Murong Yun said respectfully.

Ouyee Tiangong paused, and then said sadly: "When I saw the young man, I lost the iron pine, and I was also sad. ”

After speaking, Ouyeel Tiangong slowly turned around. Murong Yunzhen was stunned, obviously frightened by the scene in front of him: I saw that this Ouyetian Heavenly Craftsman was like lacquered carbon, his eyes were blind, and his hair and beard were scarce, he was really as scary as a dead corpse, where was the imaginary Kunlun Great Immortal with immortal wind bones.

"Young heroes judge people by their appearance?" said Ouyeel Tiangong with a smile.

This voice was old but kind, although Murong Yun was still a little flustered when he heard it, but when he thought that he might not be able to see it when he was old, he was relieved a lot, so he said heartily: "Buddhism has a saying, life is just a stinky skin, no matter how beautiful it is born, it will be the same after death." ”

"Haha, all things in heaven and earth are born to get their beauty, and death to get their cripples. If a young man can have such an insight, he can also be regarded as an open-minded person. Ouyeel Tiangong said with a slight tremble.

Murong Yun smiled innocently, then presented the First Emperor's Holy Sword with both hands and said, "The junior is entrusted by the sword guard to return this sword to you." ”

I saw Ouye Tiangong's hands stick out, and as soon as he touched the Holy Sword of the First Emperor, he nodded deeply, and then asked in a low voice: "Does Murong Shaoxia know the origin of this sword?"

Murong Yunzhen then told in detail what he knew about this sword.

Ou Ye Tiangong nodded, and then said: "This sword can open infinite treasures and summon millions of heroes, so the young man didn't think about using it for you?"

"This sword is not the property of the juniors, how can the juniors keep it for themselves. Murong Yunzhen said suddenly.

"If I give it to you today, would you be willing to take it?" asked Ouyeel Tiangong.

"Don't, don't. Murong Yunzhen hurriedly shook his head and pushed back.

"Shaoxia seems to be very repulsive to it?" Ouye Tiangong said curiously.

"Because of this sword, I'm going to miss this year's temple test. If it weren't for the sword guards and seniors on their deathbed, I'm afraid I would have stayed away from it. Murong Yun said with some regret.

"Haha, just try it for this district?" said Ouyeel Tiangong with a smile.

"The younger generation has been studying hard for more than ten years, and they ask for merit to be famous and do something beneficial to the people. This is the lifelong wish of the younger generation, how can you say it in a few words?" Murong Yun said disapprovingly.

"Haha. Ouyeel Tiangong laughed out loud again.

Murong Yun really thought that this Ouyeel Heavenly Craftsman was a born person, and he might not understand the thoughts of the Hanmen scholars, so he didn't care anymore.

"Those who get this sword can win the world, if the young man takes the world, can't he get greater achievements than being an official?

"In the past generational disputes, when have the lives not been ruined? Now that the sea has been decided, and the people have just escaped from the beacon fire, who wants to suffer from war again? At this time, if someone wants to want the world, won't he disregard the life and death of the people for his own selfish desires? Such a person will definitely be left behind for 10,000 years!" Murong Yun said indignantly.

Murong Yunzhen's words were frank and unrestrained, but they were greatly appreciated by Ouyeel Tiangong and Mo Yi.

"Back then, Gongzi Fusu also pushed away the holy sword like this. The young man's benevolent and righteous heart really has the same thing as him. Ouyeel Tiangong said suddenly.

"How dare the younger generation compare with the son of Fusu? However, the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, I just abide by my own duty. Murong Yunzhen replied.

"Haha, I lost Tie Song, and I started to be a young man, and I was happy, I was happy. Ouyeel Tiangong laughed heartily.

Murong Yun really didn't understand what he meant, but he thought that he had finally completed a mental matter, but he also felt relieved.

"Ouye's senior, since the junior has delivered the First Emperor's Holy Sword to you, he has finally lived up to the trust of the sword guard, and he is going down the mountain. Murong Yunzhen said.

"Young man, please stay. Ouyeel Tiangong hurriedly said.

"What else did the seniors command?" Murong Yunzhen asked.

Ouye Tiangong didn't answer, but just handed the First Emperor Holy Sword to Murong Yunzhen again.

"Senior, this is ......," Murong Yun asked puzzled.

"I am now in the twilight of my life, and I have no power to protect this holy sword. The young man is benevolent and can be kept on his behalf. Ouyeel Tiangong said excitedly.

Murong Yun really ended this matter of sending the sword with great difficulty, and now he has to take it again, so he is reluctant. But Ouyeel Tiangong sincerely asked, and he couldn't bear to refuse him bluntly, and after thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly flashed and he had an idea.

"The younger generation is a scholar, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to keep it comprehensive? Murong Yunzhen suddenly said happily.

"Murong Shaoxia Hugh wants to disobey the master's will. Mo Wei said solemnly.

"Eh, don't blame Murong Shaoxia. Ouyeel Tiangong said.

"Yes, Master. Mo Yi had no choice but to say respectfully.

"When Murong Shaoxia entered this cave, I noticed that there was a majestic and magnificent true qi swimming in Shaoxia's body, but I was afraid that it would be difficult to find someone to match in my Kunlun Mountain, so how could it be said that I was powerless?" Ou Ye Tiangong said disapprehantly.

Murong Yunzhen had to smile awkwardly.

"Besides, Murong Shaoxia has already learned the sword protection sword and the mastery of Zongyun Gong, and his light skill attainment can be regarded as a unique one, how can he not protect the holy sword?" Ouye Tiangong said again.

"But in addition to light skills and internal strength, the younger generation doesn't know a single move of martial arts, even if he encounters a thief, he can't help it. Murong Yun said disappointedly.

"Haha, since you have superior light skills and internal strength, how can you say that you can't help even a thief?" Ouyeel Tiangong asked rhetorically.

Murong Yunzhen was suddenly embarrassed, and only after a little hesitation did he say: "But Ouye senior, now I will send the holy sword to Kunlun Mountain according to the dying trust of the sword guard, and I will rush to Lin'an City to try it, I am afraid it will be really difficult to take this position."

Ouyeel Tiangong suddenly smiled, and then said: "Shaoxia believes in the wonder of chance?"

"Chances and coincidences are determined by heaven, how can you not believe it?" Murong Yunzhen replied.

"That's it. I have participated in the study of Xuandao all my life, and when I saw the young man and the holy sword, I knew that this fate should not stop at Kunlun Mountain. Ouyeel Tiangong said slowly.

"Shouldn't it stop at Kunlun Mountain?" Murong Yun said in surprise.

"Exactly, the relationship between Shaoxia and the Holy Sword should finally be Shangyang Mountain. Ouyeel Tiangong said silently.

"It seems that the seniors still want me to send this sword to Shangyang Mountain after all. Murong Yun said helplessly.

"If I really want to entrust Shaoxia to send this sword to the Sword Saint of Shangyang Mountain, is Shaoxia willing to agree?" Ouyeel asked earnestly.

"Ouyee senior, the matter of sending the sword is really more suitable than me, why did the senior keep letting me go?" Murong Yun said reluctantly.

"Haha, I'm afraid that I won't have such a chance again. Ouyeel Tiangong said sadly.

"Don't be sad seniors, we must be able to think of a complete strategy to send a sword. Murong Yunzhen said hurriedly.

I saw Ouyeel Tiangong suddenly tilt his head and sit quietly, sighed solemnly for a while, and then said: "The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings." Shaoxia, you listen carefully to me after I finish talking about Shangyang Mountain. ”

Murong Yun really saw that Ouyeel Heavenly Work was so heavy, so he nodded silently.

"Shangyang Mountain has been passed down to Zhuo since his son Fusu, and now Zhuo is the same, with a total of twenty-seven generations of sword saints. The sword saint of Shangyang Mountain has studied swordsmanship all his life, and it is the authentic sword in the world. Before the Han and Jin dynasties, all the swordsmen in the world went to duels, but none of them could win, so there was a mountain mound full of swords outside Shangyang Mountain. Ouyeel Tiangong said slowly.

Murong Yunzhen and Mo Yi were surprised to hear it, but seeing Ouyeel Tiangong's expression staring like this, no one was willing to interject.

"After the Wuhu Chaohua, the world withered, and Shangyang Mountain gradually faded out of the field of martial arts, and now it is no longer known to the world. However, the Holy Sword of the First Emperor is spread in the rivers and lakes, and the world is chasing it, all of them want to win it and win the world. Now that the last sword guard has also died, if you don't destroy this Holy Sword of the First Emperor, I am afraid that it will cause endless harm. Ouyeel Tiangong said silently.

"In that case, why didn't the senior burn this holy sword?" Murong Yunzhen said, pointing to the furnace.

Ou Ye Tiangong smiled faintly and said: "If it can be burned, why bother so many sword guards to send the sword? This sword is refined by my ancestor Ou Yeshi, and it is guided by the blood of Emperor Qin Yingzheng. Once this Holy Sword of the First Emperor is pulled out, it will completely become a sword, and it will no longer have the effect of opening treasures and armor. ”

Only then did Murong Yunzhen understand that the sword guard had insisted on going to Shangyang Mountain, just to completely abolish the key function of the First Emperor's Holy Sword to open the Qinling Underground Palace. Thinking of this, Murong Yun really couldn't help but feel that his previous shirk was really not responsible enough, and he was secretly ashamed in his heart.