That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 247

As the night darkened and Zhang An left, Xu Beiyou pushed open the door of the attic in front of him and walked in alone.

Although no one has come in here for a long time, it is still spotless, and the furnishings even maintain the original appearance when the owner left. Time seems to stand still here, and it has been like a day for more than ten years.

The Xuanming sword was hung on the wall facing the door, and even though it had been sheathed, the murderous aura could not be concealed.

Xuanming, who lost his old master, is like a wild horse that has run wild, unscrupulous and unwilling to be controlled by the new master. After Xu Beiyou reluctantly sent Xuanming to fight Chi Bing, it seemed to arouse its long-silent ferocity. He couldn't allow others to get close at all. In Shangguan Qinghong's words, Xuanming at this time was already a fierce sword. If Xu Beiyou used it forcefully, he would definitely suffer its backlash.

As a last resort, Xu Beiyou put Xuanming in this place where Gongsun Zhongmou used to retreat.

After Xu Beiyou's battle with Chi Bing, he had already stepped into the threshold of the realm of immortality. Now, as long as he can take the sword energy and spirit of Xuanming's sword as his own, then he can not only step into the realm of immortality, but even To be able to become the pinnacle of human immortals like Chi Bing in one fell swoop.

For Xu Beiyou, who was eager to gain a foothold in Jiangdu City, where there were many talented people, this was also a top priority for him.

How to conquer Xuanming?Guo Hanxuan and his like can still use the method of knowing the benefits, but Xuan Ming and other dead creatures with only spirituality and no consciousness will tell you this?In the final analysis, there is only force to persuade.

Xu Beiyou took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward towards Xuanming. The closer he got, the more piercing Xuanming's sword energy would be. The outside only hurts the inside, extremely restraining methods such as body protection and qi.

But fortunately Xu Beiyou himself has already completed the sword bone chapter of the supreme sword body, the inside is more important than the outside, although the sword qi will inevitably hurt the bones after reaching the body, but at least he can barely bear it.

No pain No gain.This is a sentence that has been nagged countless times by the elders. Few people can remember it in their hearts, and even fewer can actually put it into practice.

It is true that Xu Beiyou was able to get to where he is today. It is true that there is an element of luck, but it is undeniable that he has also put in a lot of hard work and persistence that ordinary people can't imagine.

How many people can go from the northwest to the south of the Yangtze River resolutely and alone under the arrest of the Daomen Town Demon Palace?How many people can endure inhuman suffering and practice the supreme sword body without being desperate?
In other words, Xu Beiyou can even endure the pain of the Supreme Sword Body, so he is afraid of the mere pain of the Xuanming Sword Qi?
If he could take this opportunity to set foot in the realm of immortality, then he would have the confidence to let the people in the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall completely lie on the ground, and dare not breathe in front of him.

Xu Beiyou held onto Xuanming's hilt against the raging sword energy. At this moment, he seemed to see a blood moon rising in front of him.

Xuanming was made in response to the aura of the toad and rabbit in the Taiyin. This month is naturally Xuanming's divine will, but Xuanming was contaminated with too much killing and hostility, so a round of bright moon turned into a blood moon.

There is a saying in the great virtue of Buddhism, the body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand, always wipe it diligently, so as not to stir up dust.It also makes sense to put this statement in the way of swordsmanship. Gongsun Zhong murdered too much and caused the sword Xuanming to be too hostile. It would be fine if he wiped it frequently, but if he left it alone, Xuanming would inevitably fall into evil ways Now, what Xu Beiyou has to do now is to wipe away Xuanming's bloody hostility, clear the clouds and clear the fog to see the bright moon again.

For Gongsun Zhongmou, this may be a trivial matter, but for Xu Beiyou, it is a major event as difficult as heaven.

Subduing Xuan Ming may not be much easier than beheading Chi Bing.

As the sword energy in the attic became stronger and stronger, Xu Beiyou's expression became more and more distorted, and finally even revealed a bit of ferocity.

The strange thing is that the objects in the attic are not affected at all, without even the slightest change, as if the lingering sword energy is nothing more than a gust of wind.

Amidst the creaking sound, the wooden door of the attic behind Xu Beiyou slowly closed by itself.

The sword energy danced wildly inside the room, as if he wanted to strangle Xu Beiyou, but outside the room the moon and stars were sparse, and there was no disturbance.

One inside and one outside, it seems to be two worlds.

——In the south of the sky, there is a majestic Taoist sect, while in the extreme north, there is a place of bitter cold, where the sky is covered with ice and snow, and the sun is covered by wind and frost. Except for some strange beasts born here and some ascetic monks who will set foot here, There are no other traces of life.

Beyond the extreme north is an icy ocean, also known as the North Sea. There are large ice floes and even icebergs on the sea. In the depths of the North Sea, there is a huge iceberg towering into the sky, floating alone on the sea surface, surrounded by cold winds. Surrounding it all year round, there are also ice vapor, fog and snow permeating it, looming.

It can be said that there is really no grass and no people.

However, such an iceberg, which can be called uncanny workmanship, was not formed naturally, but was built by acquired manpower.

There is an unwritten rule in the Daoist sect. After stepping into the tenth floor of the Earth Immortal Realm, the Daoist Masters of all dynasties will go to the extreme north to practice hard for three years. Pai Patriarch, it was he who used his own cultivation to condense floating ice into a mountain when he was cultivating in the extreme north, leaving behind an iceberg more than a hundred feet high. Since him, ten generations in total, 87 great masters have come here Practice, and continue to use your own cultivation to continue to condense the iceberg.

This can also be regarded as the inheritance of the torch, adding bricks and tiles from generation to generation, so there is a magnificent scene today.

A figure broke through the boundless wind and snow and came across the sea.

After stepping on the iceberg, you will find that there is a narrow path for one person to walk on the iceberg, which seems to be cut with a knife and an axe. The steps extend to the end of the line of sight.

The visitor did not continue to fly, but climbed the mountain step by step along this path.

After walking for about five hours, I finally reached the end of the trail, which is the top of the iceberg.

In the middle of the top of the iceberg, there is a Taoist temple made entirely of ice. The Daoist has passed away long ago, but this Taoist temple has remained.

At this time, there was a vague figure sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple, which could not be seen clearly.

With a wave of his sleeves, the visitor dispersed the wind and snow, revealing his true face. He was the second chief deacon of the Demon Suppressing Hall, Emperor Fengdu.

The Great Emperor Fengdu looked at the figure, bowed slightly to salute, and said slowly: "The disciple came here this time under the order of the Daoist Master and the Palace Master."

A plain voice that could hardly distinguish age and gender, as if it had wiped out all the characteristics, sounded, "What orders do the two nephews have?"

Qiu Ye, the real person in charge, and Chen Ye, the master of the Town Demon Palace, are both of the Ye family, and above them, there are a very small number of old people of the Chen family, such as the Daoist Qingchen who rebelled against the sect. Most of the elders are nearing the end of their lifespan. They are either looking for land and cultivating to fight for the last chance of life, or they are enjoying themselves in time to enjoy their happiness. They rarely move around in the world.

Now this expert who lives in seclusion in Beihai is obviously an expert of the dust generation.

The Great Emperor Fengdu looked at the figure he should have called Master Uncle, and said calmly: "Last year, the real master of teaching killed Gongsun Zhongmou, the patriarch of the Sword Sect, at Lianhua Peak on Biyou Island."

"However, Master Teacher also paid the price of a demon-suppressing awl for this, which is detrimental to Taoism. Now that the time for ascension is approaching, there must be no carelessness. Therefore, Master Master has returned to Dutian Peak since Biyou Island. Start retreat, in order to make up for the cultivation of Taoism, and have no time to clone."

"My lord hall master felt something after watching the battle on Biyou Island. It is expected that he will step into the realm of the seventeenth floor of the earth fairy within three years. He has already started retreat three months ago, and he has no time to clone himself."

"Zhu Xian, the most important treasure lost by the Zongmen, is now in Jiangdu. It's just that our cultivation base is low, and we are not fully sure that we can regain Zhu Xian, so I ask you to personally take action to welcome Zhu Xian back for the Zongmen, and end the master teacher and the past dynasties. A wish of the patriarch."

The figure in the Taoist temple fell into deep thought, and Emperor Fengdu didn't make a sound to urge him, just stood there quietly and waited.

(End of this chapter)