Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 303 Dragon-Tiger Civil War, The Truth of Dreams

Zhang Jiuxiao raised his hand and placed it on the old Tianshi's neck. He took a deep breath and prepared to chop it off.

But the agitated muscles trembled slightly, cutting through the old Tianshi's skin, exposing the bright red blood, but stopped again, another inch deeper, and the old Tianshi's life would be killed.

"Zhang Jiuxiao, why don't you do it, are you soft-hearted?"

Pan Dan asked loudly.

Zhang Jiuxiao ignored him, but opened his eyes and carefully looked at the father he once admired the most.

"you're old."

His gaze was very complicated, and finally he closed his eyes, and said calmly: "I will send you to see your mother."

After all, his hand knife will continue to cut off.

But at this moment, a sonorous sword sounded, and the sword energy of Zhigang Zhiyang was like a waterfall falling from the nine heavens, piercing through the roof of Fumo Temple and cutting towards Zhang Jiuxiao.

"But even so, he still wants to make you a celestial master and give you the best, why?"

Zhang Jiuxiao was willing to be driven by Zhang Qianyang when he saw the three-five-slashing evil male and female sword, and the jealousy in his heart became more intense, which meant that even this divine sword handed down by the ancestor chose Zhang Qianyang instead of him.

The brilliant lightning flashed, and a figure stepped back, crashing into the wall, and the falling stones were all shattered by the lightning around him, making a crackling sound.

The old heavenly master stared at his sleeping wife and did not speak for a long time.

Zhang Jiuxiao raised his eyes, and the bright thunder light almost condensed into substance, turning his pupils into a purple color, resembling a god and demon.

A divine sword shining with golden light landed in front of the old Tianshi's bed, with cumbersome and profound runes flowing on it, which were drawn by the gods and carried some ancient and powerful power.

Li Daoxuan followed him, just about to say something, but the old master made a silent gesture.

"Eldest brother, there is one more thing. The reason why Taizhen stole the "Zhengyimengwei Talisman" back then, was it you who secretly bewitched him?"

Zhang Qianyang has no fear. Taking advantage of the time he spoke just now, he has already set up a large formation of Tiangang subduing demons. Now the Qi of Tiangang hangs in the air and turns into a giant sword about ten feet long, slashing towards Zhang Jiuxiao .

"Daoxuan, you said earlier that everything here is fake, but it's not true."

At this moment, Zhang Jiuxiao danced wildly with long hair, his eyes burning with rage.

The old heavenly master pulled him out of the room, looked at his wife deeply again through the crack of the door.

A trace of anger flashed in Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes, and he said, "In the whole world, you are the least qualified to say this!"

Clang!
The Three-Five Slashing Evil Male and Female Sword flew out of the ground and landed in his hand.

Zhang Jiuxiao's voice was full of sarcasm.

A smile appeared on the old master's face.

Zhang Jiuxiao was repelled for the first time, and a few strands of hair fell down and turned into dust.

Zhang Jiuxiao said coldly: "Remember, I gave you everything, but you are still not satisfied, and want to take more from me!"

There was a trace of sadness in Zhang Qianyang's eyes, and he said: "Elder brother, is the position of celestial master really that important?"

After a pause, Zhang Qianyang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked directly into Zhang Jiuxiao's eyes.

Zhang Jiuxiao was silent for a while.

"You seldom take care of the affairs in the mountains. You always like to travel down the mountain and have a good time. Why are you the most ruthless person in Longhu Mountain? To put it bluntly, you just cause trouble for Longhu Mountain everywhere? If it weren't for Master secretly protecting you, you really think you Can it overwhelm the world?"

"Eldest brother, do you still remember that time when Master used Lingtao to test us?"

"Eldest brother, today, let's divide life and death."

Zhang Jiuxiao came back to his senses, he sneered, and said, "Yes, but if she really has no greed, she won't be fooled even if I add fuel to the flames. Everything is her own fault."

"What's the use of keeping an unfair person?"

"In order to become a celestial master, I worked hard day and night, and practiced hard every day. In order to cultivate thunder, I was almost chopped into flying ash, but no matter how much pain, I gritted my teeth and survived, but what about you?"

He gave up too much in order to become a celestial master, while Zhang Qianyang was relaxed and happy, and in the end, the hardworking eldest son was not valued, and the fun-loving youngest son enjoyed everything. How could this make him happy? Not angry?
It is precisely because of this that Zhang Jiuxiao will give up his body and cooperate with the demon Xixiu.

"It's a pity that Master is still soft-hearted, otherwise that sword is enough to kill you!"

"Brother, you really want to kill Master!"

The old celestial master seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Your master, I am not old-fashioned, whether it is true or false, I know very well that no matter how powerful Mo Luo is, he cannot make me sink willingly with just an illusion. .”

Zhang Jiuxiao's body was full of thunder, and with the roaring sound, he crushed the ground and rushed towards Zhang Qianyang.

At the same time, he was holding the three-five-slashing evil male and female sword, walking on the ground with his feet shrunk, his hair fluttering, and dozens of incarnations were separated, all holding the divine sword, and rushed towards Zhang Jiuxiao.

Zhang Qianyang floated down, glaring at Zhang Jiuxiao.

At that time, Zhang Daoling, the dragon and tiger celestial master, held the male and female swords, defeated the six demon kings and the eight ghost commanders, and restored the purity of the world.

The only direct lineage of the celestial masters in Longhu Mountain fought a life-and-death confrontation in this ancestral Taoist family's moonlit night.

Zhang Qianyang sighed: "I said I already have peaches, as for the Celestial Master, that belongs to my elder brother."

in a dream.

Li Daoxuan was stunned, feeling a little anxious, what's going on, didn't his previous aggressive method work?

If others don't give him what he wants, he will take it himself.

"Eldest brother, you gave me your spiritual peach. Afterwards, master asked me alone, saying that he wanted to pass on the position of celestial master to you, and asked me what I think."

"Okay, then life and death will be divided!"

"You fished for three days, posted on the net for two days, studied idle books with a waste like Wu Dabao all day long, and indulged in love between men and women with your junior sister, wasting your talent for nothing!"

It's sizzling!

There was a trace of sadness in Zhang Qianyang's eyes.

Zhang Qianyang closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the emotion towards his brother had been cut off from his eyes, leaving only murderous intent.

……

"Jiuxiao is fake, Qianyang is fake, Dabao and Ningyan are also fake, but she is real."

"Eldest brother, in fact, you were the successor chosen by the master at the beginning, but you changed later, making the master less and less afraid to pass on to you."

The old heavenly master looked at his wife's room, and through the window paper, he seemed to be able to see the sleeping figure.

A sword mark appeared on his arm, oozing blood, but it was evaporated into water mist by the thunder.

The old master said suddenly.

Zhang Jiuxiao was slightly taken aback.

Three-to-five cut evil male and female sword!
This sword is a male sword, symbolizing the power of the most majestic and yang in the world. As soon as it is unsheathed, it is like a rising sun, and the hot sword energy shines in all directions like a blazing sun.

Li Daoxuan was startled, not knowing what he meant.

"She likes to sleep more and more."

After a pause, Zhang Jiuxiao's voice was like thunder, and the gravel on the ground was trembling constantly.

Li Daoxuan's pupils froze, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Master, could it be that..."

The old celestial master nodded and sighed: "You guessed right, Mo Luo found Feng Yun's true spirit from somewhere, and created this dream based on it. This world is fake to me, but to Feng Yun As far as the cloud is concerned, it is true."

"If I leave, this world will collapse, and Feng Yun's true spirit will disappear completely."

(End of this chapter)