From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 261
Dusk was about to fall, Yang Qing looked at Taixu Mountain in the distance, and his heart was like an ancient well without waves.

Eight years ago, he entered the mountain to ask questions, but this time he came back to ask about the way forward.

Shake your hands and type the seal formula to break through the mountain gate. The vast sea of ​​flowers in front of you is bathed in the dusk and looks hazy and intoxicating, and you can't tell the truth from the illusion.

For nearly two consecutive months, regardless of day or night, the ever-bright and ever-bright stars in the sky rose to the top at this moment, and the mountains ahead were all covered in silver, which was very dazzling.

"who!"

Everyone in Taixu Mountain has already sensed the change in the astrology, but they haven't found the source yet.

But such a strange change naturally caused people to be alert, so there were many more disciples patrolling the mountain than usual.

Bathed in the starlight, Yang Qing's eyes swept over the visitor, his figure flickered and he climbed above the sea of ​​clouds, and flew towards the mountain where the Wanyao Spirit Locking Formation was located.

Some of the disciples who were powerless to stop him said with sharp eyes: "That's Yang Qing! Hurry up and report to the elders of each faction!"

Taixu Mountain has a radius of only a thousand miles, and the main peak is only a few hundred miles away from the mountain gate.

Flashing twice in succession, Yang Qing has reached the top of Xuefeng Mountain, at the foot of the spirit lock formation.

His figure was revealed in the astonished gazes of the disciples guarding the spirit lock formation, which immediately caused a turmoil.

"Which faction are you a disciple? How dare you trespass on the important place of the spirit lock array!?"

The bells were ringing all around, hundreds of disciples released all their magic weapons and surrounded him in an instant.

But in the next moment, everyone felt that the stars in the sky were concentrated, and thousands of big stars in the Sanyuan Star Palace and 28 constellations all cast light edges full of sword energy, piercing through and surrounding the Gaoyu Wanren mountain peaks under their feet in an instant.

The sword energy all over the sky soared straight into the sky, and no one could take half a step forward.

"Exit Taixu Mountain quickly, I can't control Jianfeng together."

Everyone saw him standing in the starlight of the sword aura, and the aura around him was unparalleled, as if it matched the sword aura all over the sky.

Shocked, they all avoided the starlight cast from the sky and retreated slowly, but no one really ran down Taixu Mountain.

Yang Qing glanced at them one last time and didn't try to persuade them anymore.

He had seen the Spirit Locking Formation activate twice, but it was the first time he had observed it so close.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, the flat ground paved with sapphire is covered with complex patterns, and in the middle of the large circular formation that occupies an area of ​​thousands of feet, the beam of light soars into the sky, and there are countless demon spirits with different faces.

Like a fish in captivity, it either sinks to the bottom of the formation, or floats in mid-air and glares at the people outside the formation.

At this moment, the starlight is abnormal, and these souls who have been trapped for an unknown number of years also sense the difference, and they all look at where Yang Qing is standing.

"Yang Qing!"

The sea of ​​clouds outside kept churning, and in an instant dozens of people broke through the air and landed in front of a group of disciples.

Yang Qing looked sideways, and saw that all the Taixu Mountain sects had arrived, from the head down, and even the Yufu Sect had two elders he was not familiar with present.

"How dare you come back, you bastard!"

Wang Zhongchuan, the head teacher of Taiyuanzong, raised his hand and pointed angrily. Yang Qing glanced at him lightly, raised his hand and threw Tian Qingyun's head at his feet.

"Qingyun? You..."

When Wang Zhongchuan saw Tian Qingyun's head for the first time, he was shocked and angry, and couldn't make a sentence.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

The group of top monks in Taixu Mountain might not have paid much attention to Yang Qing at first, but when they saw him raise his hand and the starlight moved in all directions, the sharpness of the sky almost smashed the mountains, they immediately let go of their contempt and did not dare to act rashly.

Elder Zhengxin of Zhengqi Sect took a step forward, frowned deeply and asked: "Nephew Yang, you are very happy to have made great progress in your Taoism. I don't know what you care about when you come back this time, and why don't you stay in front of the spirit lock formation?"

"Mount Taixu is the ancestral court of the Imperial Talisman Sect, so what does it have to do with you when I come back?"

Raising his hand to cover the barrier of the spirit lock array, the group of monsters in the array seemed to sense it, and they all came closer together.

The white dragon entrenched in the formation also raised his head and looked at him across the air.

"I'm here to break this spirit lock array today."

"Ok?"

Everyone was astonished when they heard the words, and then all of them turned pale, even Zhengxin, who has always been generous, said coldly: "Nephew Yang, there may be a reason for you to kill the disciples in the mountain, but I will not tolerate your words."

"Shuzi is arrogant!"

"The Spirit Locking Formation has stood unbreakable for hundreds of years, how dare you break it?"

Wang Zhongchuan waved his sleeves and flew out of the Saturday Dao Baoguang, pointing a little bit and shouting angrily: "I couldn't find you when you were hiding outside, but today I came to die in front of the immortals, and I will send you a ride!"

"Xianjia?"

Flying high into the sky in a flash, Yang Qing felt that at this moment, his aura and magic power had reached an unprecedented peak, and the endless starlight hanging down from all around was like an extension of his limbs.

The magic weapon played by Wang Zhongchuan was twisted by the scattered stars, or it was crushed into powder, or it was frozen in the air and could not move a little.Because of the damage to his talisman, he spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

"Get down!"

Dozens of precious lights shot up into the sky, but Yang Qing didn't even look at them in mid-air.

He glanced across the Lingxian Pavilion at the far end of the sea of ​​clouds, and for some reason suddenly remembered the scene of struggling to survive in the wilderness of the street in his first life.

Numerous pictures of the past flashed across his mind like a fleeting image, and the flow of aura in Qihai also increased rapidly.

Until the moment when Qihai Lingqi was so fast that it was almost on fire, his fingertips very naturally hit the spirit lock array in front of him.

Immediately, the spiritual energy surged and surged, and the star-like sword energy that pierced the sky was like an extinction light, cutting and chopping back and forth on the huge peak of Taixu Mountain!
With Zhou Baoguang protecting his body and mind, he stared blankly into the air.

The Wanyao Spirit Locking Formation, which has always been as stable as a mountain, is now being trapped in the center by countless intertwined stars.

Where the surface of the spirit-locking array meets, the scattered fluorescent lights are like the rapid gasps of a dying person.

At this moment, countless people around were screaming and wailing, and the mountain peak that was cracking inch by inch seemed completely unaware, only the crisp sound of a broken barrier, like a drum in the evening, woke him up suddenly.

"Hold... stop..."

First he muttered to himself like a dream, and then he raised his head to the sky and yelled, "Yang Qing! Stop!"

"Aren't you gods?"

click~
The sound of slight cracks changed from short to dense, and the spirits of the group of goblins who had just heard the wind in the spirit lock array froze for a moment, and all their eyes fell on Yang Qing:

"I have a sword called Wuliang, which can slay demons and immortals. Let me use it!"

The resounding resounding resounded in the sky, and the starlight in the sky staggered for an instant, and the spirit lock barrier that had lasted for hundreds of years was finally broken!

The sky-reaching barrier instantly turned into dots of fluorescent light and scattered, and countless demon spirits inside were exposed between the sky and the earth, but they all stood there dumbfounded.

After a short period of silence, the mountains roared and hummed like a tsunami, and the aura of the five elements scattered all over the sky like a rain of stars, sweeping all directions.

Countless demon spirits staring at the blood-red eyes frantically rushed towards the surrounding monks, and then rushed down the sea of ​​clouds. In the blink of an eye, there was a bloody massacre on Mount Taixu.

Standing among thousands of monsters, Yang Qing is like a rock in the sea.

All the demon spirits that passed by him would automatically avoid them.

And after the group of demons dispersed, a thick ray of light rose into the sky in the spirit lock formation, and a dim door in the middle was very eye-catching.

Before Yang Qing could take a closer look, the door suddenly opened.

A sky-swallowing force suddenly emanated from the inside, and the demon spirits outside who hadn't run far were swept away by this force and disappeared inside the door.

The demon spirits that rushed down the sea of ​​clouds before seemed to be affected as well, and flew back upside down after a while, and were swallowed into the door and disappeared.

Yang Qing was the closest, but he had no influence on himself, but a voice in his heart urged him to go in quickly.

He was staring at the darkness leading to nowhere inside the door, when he suddenly felt a movement under his feet, as if stepping on a solid ground.

Looking down, it was the white dragon who had been entrenched in the spirit lock array all this time, soaring up, and at this moment, he was putting his head on his feet.

"Ang~"

The dragon's mouth was slightly opened, and the dragon's neigh was long and pleasant, but it sounded faintly urging to Yang Qing's ears.

"Yang Qing, come with me!"

There was a sudden shout from behind, and Yang Qing saw the colorful feather parrot breaking through the clouds, fluttering its wings in the chaos, and shouting at him incessantly.

This colorful feather parrot had a half-pecked grass rope hanging on its claw wrist. It was trapped by someone before, and it didn't know why it didn't go out to sea with Zhang Xuewei.

Without looking back, he lightly tapped the sole of his foot, Bailong understood immediately, and carried him into the portal together.

However, just before he entered half of his figure, there was a light shock on his wrist.

Divine thoughts swept behind him, and it was Nie Xiaoqian who bounced out of the ultimatum.

"Son!"

This portal is mysterious, and as soon as Yang Qing's figure disappeared, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't feel his breath at all.

In a panic, he stepped forward and hit him repeatedly, but every time he stepped forward, he was bounced back lightly, and he couldn't get close at all.

She stood outside the door, her face full of panic and bewilderment.

In a moment, all the demon spirits from all around entered it, and the door began to close slowly...

"Take me, take me with you..."

Nie Xiaoqian passed her hands through the body of the last demon spirit that disappeared, but it was still in vain.

Seeing that the door was closed until there was only a slight gap left, the yin energy on her white face turned into a series of tears and fell down, but she didn't know it.

"Cultivate with your heart, stop messing around..."

The moment the door closed, a black light escaped from the crack of the door.

Nie Xiaoqian subconsciously raised her hand to grab it, it was a ultimatum.

Immediately afterwards, the light in front of him dimmed, the sky was bright and the sun was bright, there was no spirit lock array, and there was no figure of Yang Qing.

That exhortation just now was like a dream...

·
The main peak of Taixu Mountain collapsed like a clear sky.

In one dynasty, this majestic and famous mountain that existed for tens of thousands of years disappeared.

The water waterfalls that originally surrounded the mountain fell to the ground and connected with the underground river pierced by the sword energy. The water level rose steadily, and in just half a month, it turned into a vast swamp of water around it.

"Master, look!"

In the afternoon of this day, Nie Xiaoqian was sitting on the water with her knees hugged, still feeling dejected, when she suddenly heard Dongfang Zhang Xuewei's voice.

He turned his head to look, Liao Zheng, Li Gan, Zhang Xuewei, Chu Lingxian, and even Wang Mian, Tang Hu were all there, looking at the water in astonishment.

"Zhang Xuewei, you damn girl know how to tie it up for me, but don't know how to untie it!"

The colorful feather parrot that had been entrenched around for many days saw Zhang Xuewei for the first time, and rushed forward with the sound of the wind on its wings, and the former also opened his arms to catch it in his arms.

"You bastard, you know you can't die."

Hugging the parrot in surprise, Zhang Xuewei patted it on the head and taught him a lesson: "It's all your fault for talking nonsense. How dare I let you out when the master became eternity, and then I left too quickly to take care of it."

Seeing this scene made Nie Xiaoqian even more sad, she simply turned her head away.

"Nie Xiaoqian!"

The group had noticed him earlier, after Zhang Xuewei and the colorful feather parrot made a fuss, they all woke up from the shock of Taixu Mountain turning into a pool of water, and flew towards her.

"Where's Yang Qing?"

The audience didn't ask Taixu Mountain, but asked Yang Qing first, and she felt a lot better.

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky and said, "He... woo woo woo..."

"died!?"

"no!"

She even cried and gestured, and it took a while to explain what happened that day, but she couldn't stop crying.

"Okay, stop crying."

Zhang Xuewei had a poisonous mouth and a soft heart. Seeing Nie Xiaoqian crying like an unwanted child, she couldn't help but hugged her in her arms and said, "That guy Yang Qing is full of secrets. Thinking about it now, he doesn't look like an ordinary person who went to the mountains to seek Taoism." people.

You can't keep it sooner or later, what's the use of crying? "

After she calmed down for a while, Liao Zheng continued to ask: "Xiaoqian, have you met any members of the Taiyuan sect?"

Nie Xiaoqian regained her composure and asked in doubt, "People come here every day, haven't you seen them?"

"The disciples of each faction have met quite a few, but the elders who are in charge of the sect have never seen each other."

The spirit lock formation was broken that day, and many died in front of the spirit lock formation, but not all of them.

Yang Qing was not thinking about killing people, and Nie Xiaoqian had no time to pay attention to those people.

"You don't need to ask Junior Brother Liao."

Chu Lingxian looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "The spirit lock array is broken, the spirit energy returns to the heaven and the earth, and Taixu Mountain is no longer a battleground. Along the way, my realm has fallen one after another, and they must be the same.

Those who survived either searched for places all over the world to cultivate and preserve their realms; or they had planned long ago and dispersed like birds and beasts. "

"Hmm." Liao Zheng nodded after pondering for a moment, "Senior Sister Chu is right."

"Nie Xiaoqian!"

While the few people were talking, Wang Mian suddenly found that Nie Xiaoqian had disappeared.

He suddenly looked back, and saw that the latter had flown out of Lixu to the south.

"I went back to Yuncang Temple..."

Zhang Xuewei raised her hand to call her back, but was stopped by Chu Lingxian: "Let her go, I'm afraid we will only remind her of Junior Brother Yang..."

"Hey, what's so good about Yang Qing, as for crying like that."

"otherwise."

Thinking of the night at Lanruo Temple, when Yang Qing left Nie Xiaoqian behind, Wang Mian shook his head and said, "Junior Brother Yang has the demeanor of a leader who can make ghosts return to their hearts like this."

"Hmph, what kind of leadership style, those who refuse to accept it will be killed by him."

Li Gan interjected, "What's wrong with killing him? I would kill him too!"

"Do I mean that?"

Liao Zheng heard his apprentices bickering, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

Looking at the boundless waters in front of me, I feel both relaxed and sad.

He stepped on the water waves and walked forward a few steps, and suddenly opened his arms and took a long breath: "When I first started, I was also at the main peak of Taixu Mountain. The master told me that day, let's go and look around, and there will be no such thing when I come back later." smell.

When we saw each other today, Master has hit the mark..."

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Nie Xiaoqian drove the ultimatum and galloped towards the south.

The scene of the reunion of Liao Zheng's master and apprentice always reminded her of the days in Yuncangguan.

Although at that time Yang Qing retreated to practice refining weapons every day and seldom talked to her, but thinking about that short period of time now is the most at ease.

Holding the celestial ultimatum array tightly in her hand, the aura almost overflowing inside made her startled and warmed even more.

A few days later, she flew to the ruins of Yuncangguan, but saw the bamboo buildings standing below, and the surrounding vegetation was renewed.

In the small courtyard surrounded by green bamboo fences, everything remained the same, and the old pagoda tree that Yang Qing and Yang Qing had blundered that day was also straightened, and it stood tall with luxuriant branches and leaves.

The rocking chair under the tree swayed gently, and Kong Tao sat on it with a relaxed posture.

As if he knew she was coming back a long time ago, he opened his eyes and asked with a smile, "You're back?"

Nie Xiaoqian looked at her and pursed her mouth: "Tian Qingyun is dead, the spirit lock array is broken, and the young master... also left."

Kong Tao laughed and said: "Isn't it just a good thing that he left, from now on you don't have to take orders from anyone, you are completely free."

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian cried and shook her head without saying a word.

"Don't cry."

Kong Tao straightened up, leaning his elbows on the arm of the rocking chair: "He didn't leave a message for you, or something?"

"……Stayed."

After receiving the ultimatum, Kongtao's spiritual sense swept away, and he couldn't help showing a look of surprise: "Tsk tsk, Yang Qing looks indifferent and cold, and he doesn't get close to strangers, but he still misses the old feelings very much.

Just leave the artifact to you, I can't help snatching the aura inside..."

Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian was unmoved, she raised her hand and sent back the ultimatum: "He left behind so much aura, he probably wants you to sacrifice and refine the magic weapon by yourself, so that one day you can be reborn and reborn as a human.

It’s not certain that he will come back by then…”

"Really?"

"Sorry~"

Nie Xiaoqian's heart moved, and when she looked up, she suddenly heard a long hiss from the south resounding through the sky.

She turned around and ran outside the courtyard, only to see the jungle in the distance, the edge of the grassy wilderness, the Fire Cloud Beast galloping towards it with a fat fish in its mouth.

Its long mane flutters in the wind, and it is as hot and dazzling as fire in the scorching sun...

(End of this chapter)