Chu Beichen entered Shengchi Lian without any obstacles, thinking that the six sects of the Central Plains plus the foreign sects of Buddhism, there are not masters in that forbidden place, for people in the rivers and lakes, these places are even more difficult to enter than the royal compound. Confucianism has seven-star Confucian generals in charge, Mojia organ city is said to have been intruded by outsiders for a hundred years, etc., and there are countless withered swordsmen, which makes me feel scared when I think about it. Chu Beichen also wondered why Long Han's forbidden place seemed to be free to enter and exit.

Chu Beichen is not a fledgling junior, since the day he held the sword, he has never touched other weapons, although he can't talk about the realm now, but he still has his own experience. When I arrived at the majestic Shengchi Lotus, I looked up at the attic where "Shengchi Lian" was written, and the eaves were flying layer by layer, and the four looked like one.

It was late at night, Chu Beichen didn't expect to gain anything tonight, a Haidongqing full of aura above his head was hovering like an arrow, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he slept very soundly this night.

The next day, Chu Beichen burst his arms to disperse the green and white luans in his hands, give birth to pond lotus, and finally quieted down. Looking out, the scenery is picturesque.

The lotus is surrounded by lakes on the edge, and there are waterfalls in the north that go down vertically, but there is no mist in sight, and the lake water is much clearer than ordinary lakes. Chu Beichen held his breath and sank, stabbing into the lake, holding his breath is also a technical job, no skills, even a great martial arts master can drown you, so Chu Beichen tried to swim several times before deciding to go into the water and pass through the waterfall.

In an instant, the lake swelled, and the posture was about to turn the world upside down. Chu Beichen, who was still marching in the water, felt a gust of wind whistling, stomped his feet, and stayed firmly on a lakeside pavilion behind the waterfall, with the sword "Chuyang" on his waist unsheathed.

A figure came like a rainbow, and a white snake spat out angrily, more than a hundred feet long.

The waterfall was filled with clouds and mist, and the purple qi was rising, Chu Beichen's eyes suddenly widened, holding the Chuyang Sword, and his expression was condensed.

It turned out that it was not that Longhan did not seal the forbidden land, but that there was a snake dragon that became a forbidden land of its own.

The young man vaguely remembered that the master once said that if you want to become a top master, it is not enough to cultivate the Tao and kill demons, but also learn some of the Confucian so-called "although tens of millions of people go to me" spirit, without this conceit, you will definitely not become a master.

In the pavilion, Chu Beichen could only guarantee that he would not take a step back, and it was already difficult for Shu Dao to go to the blue sky.

There was a bright white light towards Chu Beichen, just like the scene when the tide of the Qiantang River was coming, and there was a purple thunder that slammed into the sky, directly blasting towards Chu Beichen.

Thousands of years ago, there was a swordsman from the East China Sea who returned from a visit to the immortals, and there was no one in his eyes. One person on Wudang Mountain has killed more than a thousand demons, and there is no rival in the world. Chu Beichen didn't know what was unique about that person's swordsmanship, which could kill the heavens and the demons. He only knew now that where the sword qi existed, there was no swordsman who was not indomitable.

Before Chu Beichen could raise his arm, the majestic sword intent was instantly dispersed, and more than ten water waves quickly surged on the water surface of the two, Chu Beichen took advantage of the situation to smash at the white snake, and the ravines were shocking, but when the sword qi touched the white snake scales, it was suddenly gone, as if it was blocked by life and turned into nothingness.

In the previous dynasty, there was a white python with the intention of taking over the world, so why not cut the white snake into the pond lotus today.

The magnificent sword qi spawned by Chu Beichen's accumulation meandered forward in the previous direction, like a long rainbow running through the sun, smashing multiple purple thunders together, wandering between the water waves, and there was an indescribable freehand romance.

Everyone in the world says that a scholar has studied hard for ten years, serving the country and making plans, which can be said to be literal. But I don't see the people in the Six Sects cultivating immortals and preaching, doing the things that are empty in the eyes of ordinary people, and what I hope for most is to have a happy fight.

The power of a sword is much less than a purple thunder, but the mayfly shakes the tree, which is respectable and self-measurable.

The white snake spit out a letter and roared, like a bright moon rising in the water, and Chu Beichen was also a horizontal sword to resist, one after another.

Seeing that the formation was getting bigger and bigger, the young man simply ran headlong into the white snake, and then supported it with both hands.

With the Chuyang Sword in his hand, it was buzzing, and Chu Beichen relied on the constantly superimposed sword qi to force back the White Snake.

The young man was already soaked with blood, and his hands and palms were even more bloody and blurry.

Most of the Huxin Pavilion was damaged, and Chu Beichen didn't dare to stop for a while, swimming in the direction of Shengchi Lian.

In an instant, the young man turned his head violently, and the purple thunder, which was even denser than before, roared and smashed on Chu Beichen's back, which was not broad.

The purple thunder formed a huge arc, like the tip of a sword, pointing at the boy in the lake.

The purple thunder is getting lower and lower, as thick as a hugging wood, rolling wildly.

The scene in front of him couldn't help but Chu Beichen couldn't believe it, why a young man who had just stepped into the right track of martial arts would encounter such a terrifying white snake, which was really beyond his imagination.

Chu Beichen's expression was solemn: "Since you respect me with purple thunder, then why don't I cut it with a sword." ”

It seems that something has been born in the palm of the hand.

Chu Beichen erected a sword in front of him, and without waiting for the purple thunder to fall, he attacked the snake first. The boy squatted slightly on his knees and shot at the scene.

The realm is limited, and you can't use the sword, but you don't say that you can't use it as a sword.

Its momentum is like a centurion's iron cavalry charge, unstoppable.

The lightning thundered, the boy closed his eyes, and from the day he held the sword, the memory seemed to be like a horse. There is his master, his little brother, his little sister, and the little girl who rescued the little girl at the bottom of the mountain, and his father and mother who he has never met.

The sword qi collided with the purple thunder, the heaven and the earth fell silent, Chu Beichen sank to the bottom of the lake, and vaguely, he saw that the purple thunder was gorgeous and colorful, and a girl in red came out of it, and in an instant, everything in the world was eclipsed, as if smiling but not smiling.

At the end of the lake, there is no cave sky, after going ashore, it is like a portal, only the flat boat is allowed to go together, and the mountain rock is engraved with five big characters of "Shengchi Lotus Cave Sky". It was carved out by the first master of the Long Han Dynasty with a talisman sword, and it had the momentum of the sunrise in the East China Sea like a rainbow.

Entering the stone gate made of mountain rock, the sight suddenly opens up, the height of the 9981 peaks is staggered, there are apes wailing from time to time, the yellow crane flies into the sky, just like a holy place in the world. The lake water thus converges into a river, and the water flow is not turbulent or urgent, as if it is a world away, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Further east, there is a stone cave, like a quiet path, overgrown with vegetation. Chu Beichen endured the physical discomfort, opened his eyes, and was surprised by what he saw. It is like a carved fence and jade brickwork, like a spotless fairy country. A woman was leaning on the railing and looking, her red clothes fluttering in the wind, and she didn't know where to look.

At that moment, the people who watched the scenery were stupid, and the people who were looking at the scenery were also stupid. She came and went to the young man, that beautiful face, that look in her eyes, the beauty became an illusion.

The girl looked at Chu Beichen's demented appearance and couldn't help but smile.

In the first two lives, he only pursued his sword path, flew across the river, and chanted poetry, which was even more elegant than that Taibai Shixian. She dragged her cheeks and watched him show his grace, with the same smiling face as now, and also as the most innocent age now.

In the past, he begged him for the Sword Immortal Dao, and she didn't expect to be with him for a long time, but she had been worried about it for thousands of years and didn't want to let go anymore.

The girl silently recited the poem he had written.

"I don't see anyone at sunrise when the cigarette is sold, the long song leans on the sword and the mountains are green, looking back at the middle of the sky, I am ashamed to be this negative person. ”

is a "worthy person who is guilty of this", but I will not let you be negative again in this life.

She stretched out her palm and smiled like a flower, "Chu Beichen, borrow you a sword, but I'm optimistic." ”

Then, the boy saw a scene that he would never forget.

Flying swords dancing in the sky, two lives give birth to three, three gives birth to everything, Chu Beichen now remembered this sentence for no reason. But that's not the case now.

The glow is shining, there is a mighty righteousness filling the heaven and earth, and six or seven green rainbows linger at the mouth of the cave, gorgeous and colorful.

The girl said that it was a sword, but maybe a white sword, a thousand swords, or even ten thousand swords. More precisely, a game of swords.

There is a mighty righteousness that fills the heavens and the earth.

In a trance, a chessboard is formed, with the world's famous rivers as the chess line, and the mountains and huge peaks as huge chess pieces.

A small world of its own.

Chu Beichen was pulled by the breath and rose into the air. Clusters of brilliant swords bloomed on the boy's chest.

There is the joy of learning the sword at a young age, the heroism of crossing the river with the sword, the spirit of fighting the sword in the green shirt, the fearlessness of breaking through the world, and there are too many emotions in Chu Beichen's heart, as if he had experienced all this.

The girl's eyes moistened, and then she said quickly, "Take your sword." ”

Chu Beichen firmly held the "Chu Yang" that returned to his hands, and found that he was moving with the sword and couldn't break free.

A thousand years ago, there was a swordsman Chen Chaoyang who created the original swordsmanship of "Walking Alone for Nine Days", and there were also celebrities in the world who left "Dancing for Nine Days" as a companion. Now, "Nine Days of Solitude" is just around the corner, so where is the "Nine Days of Dancing Together"?

The sword box on the girl's back has a "dream order" slowly unsheathed, the red sword body is like a ghost in the girl's hand, and the sword qi inside the entire Shengchi Lotus rises and falls, such as an abyss, a rainbow, and a river.

The falling flowers move with the girl's sword dance every time, and the pink sword light sets off the girl's charming figure, and the beautiful face is full of joy.

Like a bright moon and a limbo stretch.

Red screen. Quietly falling from the sky, like a silk thread, a touch of sword gang painting arc cut out, fan-shaped division of the world, beautiful as the scene in the painting.

The girl looked at the sky, one lotus at a time, and flowers grew step by step.

Chu Beichen was stupid, it turned out that with a sword, could he be so beautiful?

In the swordsmanship that the girl danced at this time, the boy clearly felt a different emotion. It was the joy of watching the person he was happy with ascend to the pinnacle of martial arts, that was the companionship of not wanting him to become a master, and that was the satisfaction of watching him be able to live a lifetime.

All the efforts, no regrets and no regrets.

When a woman is ruthless, she is the most ruthless, but when a woman is infatuated, she is the most touching.

Outside the Longhan crape myrtle hall, there is an inconspicuous small building, because no one cleans it all the year round, it accumulates into dust, and few people usually visit.

On the pavilion, there was an uproar, but there was only one purple-robed Taoist with a calm expression, stroking his beard and shaking his head, as if he was regretting something.

If Zhang Fujiao did this again, he would definitely be shocked by the strength of the formation in this small building at this moment.

Several uncles of the "true", "pure", "pure" and "planted" generations on Longhan Mountain are here.

After a brief shock, a yellow-robed uncle of the "true" character generation said worriedly: "Letting Chu Beichen meet that woman so early is not conducive to his Taoist cultivation." ”

The white-clothed Taoist stood up and looked straight in the direction of Sheng Chi Lian, "What can we do, when the moment the white snake feels his breath, we are actually powerless to stop it." ”

Zhao Zhenxi asked cautiously: "Then we will help her block the upcoming Heavenly Tribulation now, can it be regarded as helping Chu Beichen." ”

The white-clothed Taoist shook his head and sighed: "The bell must be tied to the bell, it was the white snake that could become an immortal after cultivating for a thousand years, but he didn't want to become an immortal, so he wasted a thousand years of time, waiting for a Chen Chaoyang and a Bi Wanshu." Now that it's been two thousand years, are you waiting for another Chu Beichen?"

The Taoist smiled, not knowing whether it was sad or sighing.

Suddenly, he took a step back and stared at the line in the sky.

With a solemn expression, he began to descend the mountain and walked towards Shengchi Lian.

The rest of the Taoists followed suit and went down to the crape myrtle hall

On this day, many disciples of the Dragon Han who had never seen a real person Imperial Sword feasted their eyes.

On this day, a catastrophe came.