Since the Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak was trained by Qin Mu to become a pillar that supports the sky, the people in a radius of thousands of miles, and then look in the direction of Qingyun, they will see a green shadow across the sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This pillar, as if it has life, is like a real giant tree, **** grows tall, but for more than three months, no one has seen its top.

Qingyunmen continued to call it the Tongtian Divine Pillar according to the name of Tongtian Peak, which is also worthy of its name.

With the help of Zhou Zhou Immortal, Qin Mu also changed the pattern of the remaining six peaks, but at this time, the people of Qingyunmen had no intention of caring about the changes under their feet, because the Qingyun Sect, the thousand-year-old pattern, was finally broken.

At the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Dao Xuan summoned the people and announced in public that after Qingyun, there would be no longer a long door.

In other words, the Tongtian Peak vein, in his hands, is over.

Among them, there are reasons why Tongtian Peak itself is no longer suitable for living, and there is also the impact of this change in feng shui pattern on Qingyun's luck.

After the achievement of the Tongtian Divine Pillar, the luck of the six peaks of Qingyun was gathered in one place by this magic weapon.

Therefore, for 2,000 years, the pattern of the seven veins of Qingyun is only divided into young and old, regardless of high and low, and it is bound to change.

What Dao Xuan chose was to use the remaining six veins as the foundation, while the former Nagamen only accepted excellent disciples, and there were Dao Xuan and Wan Jian and other Nagato elders who inherited higher-level supernatural powers.

gave more rights to the other six veins, but greatly elevated the status of the head of the first vein.

That is, the number of Changmen disciples in this generation is too small, and the cultivation is still high, so it can be so.

Tian Buyi looked at Dao Xuan, who was silent, staring at this Heavenly God Pillar, but a pity rose in his heart for no reason, no one could deny Dao Xuan's feelings for Qingyun and even Nagato, but now, Nagato ended in his hands.

"Senior Brother Daoxuan, why are you bother?" Tian Buyi's voice seemed a little weak.

Dao Xuan turned his head and looked at the fat man who was the most unsightly in the first seat of the Seven Peaks, but he sat on the cliff and stretched out his hand to pat his side.

"Senior Brother Tian, I have told Senior Brother Wan Jianyi before, you are the most thoughtful person among my Qingyun disciples, can't you see the current situation in my Qingyun Gate?"

Tian Buyi was just silent, as if the clouds on the horizon had attracted all his attention.

Dao Xuan didn't care, just continued: "Of your six veins, which one is really convinced of me?"

"Qingyun Seven Peaks, two thousand years, the first of the six peaks outside Tongtian Peak, which one of them, have never thought about why Tongtian Peak is in power?"

Tian Buyi suddenly turned his head, the corners of his mouth opened, but he could only say: "No matter about others, I, Tian Buyi, have never thought about such a thing." ”

"No, since I became the head of the house, what Senior Brother Cangsong said in Longshou Peak is more effective than what I said, and in this green cloud, he has begun to call him the invisible head. ”

Dao Xuan continued as if he couldn't see Tian Buyi's embarrassment.

What else can be said? Silence has been everything.

Since a hundred years ago, after the ten thousand swords on Tongtian Peak were sentenced to death, the hearts of the people of the six veins have been dispersed, and faintly, Qingyun has been pushed to the edge of splitting.

Even if Wan Jian reappears, it can't save the hearts of people who have long been estranged. In particular, the new generation of disciples has long begun to ignore the majesty of Nagato.

Dao Xuan stood up, and no longer looked at Tian Buyi, who was still silent in place.

As soon as he stretched out his feet, a blue light lifted him up steadily.

"It's not easy junior brother, you have a lot of handsome men, and when you come to the future, you must have the position of the first vein of Dazhu Peak. ”

"I still hope that you, take Qingyun as the priority. ”

Tian Buyi silently looked at his back as he left, and did not answer.

Maybe the black bamboo forest that is surging like a wave knows his answer.

Just looking at the next generation, Tian Ling'er and Lin Jingyu of Dazhu Peak are already almost able to take charge of themselves, and those who can compete with them are Lu Xueqi in Xiaozhu Peak, Qi Hao in Longshou Peak, and in Changmen, but only Xiao Yicai is alone.

Not to mention Zhang Xiaofan, who is actually a disciple of Dazhu.

The strength of Dazhufeng has played a pivotal role in the next generation of Qingyun pattern.

In any case, the final step of the plan has already begun.

Kongsang Mountain, Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves.

Eight hundred years ago, the black-hearted old man, the predecessor of the Demon Sect, created the heyday of the Blood Refining Hall here, commanding the Demon Sect to shock the world. But now the younger generations of disciples are not good, and this place is desolate and desolate, and it is very desolate.

Zhang Xiaofan stood in the familiar blood-dripping cave, revisiting the old place, and he had a different taste in his heart.

He looked at the statues of the King and the Virgin Mary in the past, the stone wall engraved with the Book of Heaven, and even every inch of rock and every corner of the wall.

It's as if I want to imprint this place in my heart.

There was a faint fragrance around him, faintly coming, wafting in from the end of his nose, to his deep heart. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Baguio on the side, only to see that Yiren was also looking at him, his eyes were like water, and he couldn't say anything tender.

She stared at Zhang Xiaofan and said quietly: "Xiaofan, I will never forget the days in the dripping blood cave for the rest of my life." ”

Her voice, as it sounded at the moment, seemed to be a little distant: "It turns out that in the dark, even when I am dying, I can find someone to rely on." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was moved in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

A jade-like hand reached out, and Baguio gently took his hand, and from her soft skin, there was a faint tenderness.

It turned out that desperate days, but now that I think about it, it turned out to be the most satisfying moment in my life.

"We, it will be better. Zhang Xiaofan said softly, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

Baguio seemed to understand, and replied softly: "Yes, it will be better." ”

The Heavenly Machine Seal slowly disappeared into the mountains.

The golden light rises from the empty mulberry mountain.

If someone looks at the Central Plains from a height of 10,000 miles at this time, he can see that there are six mountain ranges, all of which are raising golden light, and slowly, they converge towards the Heavenly God Pillar.

Whether you know it or not, all eyes are focused on Qingyun.

Baguio beside her suddenly trembled, Zhang Xiaofan hugged her gently and said, "It's okay." ”

The heart is also empty.

At this time, Qin Mu, with the Ghost King and Wan Jianyi standing beside him, was standing on the top of the Heavenly God Pillar, looking down on the world.

"Here we go. The voice of the ghost king, in the thin air at a height of thousands of miles, seemed a little ethereal.

"Senior Brother Wan. Qin Mu suddenly shouted.

A figure in white suddenly jumped up.

It was like a little firefly that began to burn in that vast sky.

The sky was a bloody color.

What he has in his hand is the Qingyun Zhenshan Divine Soldier, the Zhuxian Sword.

At this time, the sword light went straight to the sky. (To be continued.) )