Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

Chapter 39
The wind is retreating, followed by light and shadow, fluttering with the corners of the clothes.

Some people fly under the rainbow, and the sky is only under their feet.

Zhu Tai nestled in Liang Bo's arms, her eyelids were drooping, and a few stars climbed onto her face, which were the traces of time.

She raised her head, opened her eyes with difficulty, and looked around, but only saw clouds and sky light, so she asked, "Dashan, where are we going?"

Liang Bo, who was being questioned, had a hoarse voice, and said dryly: "Go home, don't play anymore, let's go home."

"Oh."

Zhu Tai was a little tired, but still cheered up, and she wanted to talk to her lover again.

"Dashan, don't be too tired. Just find a place with flowers and bury me. Your life spring is almost exhausted. If you don't rest, it will be difficult to recover in the future."

The man holding her didn't answer, Zhu Tai felt that Liang Bo's body was trembling slightly, and even his arms were tense.

"Dashan, the last journey of my life, I had a great time, thank you for taking me home, although they are gone..."

"Thinking about it, I'm a hundred-year-old old woman. My father, my mother, and the others must not be able to hold on. Alas, my hometown has long since disappeared..."

The wind is humming, the light is slackening, and the clouds are always separated.

"Dashan, tell me, how is my daughter now, I don't want to meet her so early in the ground, she is still young, God must have eyes, bless her..."

"Dashan, I see that little girl in Wangyuelou likes you very much. When I die, you can go to her. This is my wish, you have to listen to me..."

"Dashan, after I die, remember to visit my daughter. After all, the Zongmen Dabi is about to begin. With the methods of those high-level elders, Nan Xiao is too popular, and I am afraid there will be trouble. After you go back, try to take her with you." Leave. As for what she wants in the future, you have to be patient, if she really wants to die, you have to stop me."

"When Nan Xiao finds someone she likes and the hatred fades away, you can go to Wangyue Tower and marry that little lady. I can tell that she really likes you."

Zhu Tai babbled and talked non-stop, the man who once stood like a piece of the sky, but his back became more and more bent.

Liang Bo identified a direction and fell slowly.

Zhutai looked at the peach blossom forest that was getting closer and closer, and the ice of the years seemed to be melting.

The peach blossoms are young and their flowers are burning brightly.

A long time later, in the hundred-acre powder forest, there was another grave.

In front of Xiaoying's grave, the mountains are silent and butterflies are fluttering.

A long time passed.

"I do not."

Someone answered late on purpose.

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Among the mountains, there is a deep pool hidden in the valley.

A majestic hall stands outside the cold pool, with gold bricks and silver tiles, magnificent.

There is a plaque hanging on the door, made of black wood, carved with dragons winding around the beam, and red phoenix flying low.

On the plaque, there are three vigorous characters engraved with pan gold, which is the "Palace of Blue".

Few people come here.

On the one hand, the geographical location is really remote, and partly because ordinary cultivators dare not come here.

In the mountains and fields, powerful beast masters will patrol the territory. As the primates of all things, how can humans be left behind?
What's more, in Qingya Blessed Land, the most buildings are Jasper Pavilions, and even the residences of some elders are just wooden houses.

All the people who can own a single-family hall are Tianjiao who are highly valued by Qingya blessed land.

As a result, people bypassed this place in unison, and even Shenhong dared not pass over it.

On weekdays, the gate of the palace is always closed, but today it opened a small opening.

Occasionally, a few koi jumped into the hall, but they were stopped by dense inexplicable lines.

Some spiritual fishes with their spiritual wisdom turned on poked their heads out in the distance, silently looking at the interior of the hall behind the door.

On the throne, there is a stalwart figure.

The belt is gold, embroidered with file marks, the sachet hangs on the right side, and the tail of the tassel-shaped red rope is submerged in the large dark green Taoist robe.

The cultivators of Qingya blessed land mostly use the color of clothing to discuss their realm.

The tall man is a cultivator of the other side realm.

As long as he goes one step further, he will transcend the secret realm of Lunhai and reach the secret realm of Dao Palace, thereby breaking through the shackles of life and increasing his lifespan by several more chips.

Looking up along the green robe, the bold facial features make it even more magnificent.

Compared with the aged cultivators on Legendary Peak, the face of the man on the throne is really too young.

Even if some people can maintain their appearance after reaching a certain level of cultivation, very few people will do so.

And the throne is wearing a dark green Taoist robe that only the realm of the other side is eligible to enjoy. His face is young and handsome, like a piece of natural jade, flawless and unharmed.

In the center of the hall under the throne stood a young man who looked similar to the man on the throne.

This person is Yu Qin.

He was wearing a blue shirt, clean and without any accessories, but he looked very luxurious.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't experienced much tempering. Compared with the man on the throne, although Yu Tan's face was handsome, he was still a little immature.

At this time, he stood still like a pine, and the blue mountain was not dimmed by the deep hall.

In the sky above the main hall, the silver waterfall is like a substance, coming from the cold pool in the distance, and then falling straight down.

The unique arrogance of a teenager was not forced to overwhelm.

Yu Tan silently endured the bursts of coercion from above, his eyes firmly facing the throne.

Standing here, he will only fight for a chance to speak.

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The book says, stand tall and see far.

Now Nan Xiao has successfully joined the ranks of cultivators. At the Shenqiao state, her perception has been greatly enhanced, and her eyesight is far superior to ordinary people.

I have stayed in this wooden house at the foot of the mountain for nine years, and it has a special charm today.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, and the wind is so gentle.

Nan Xiao wandered her eyes, her phoenix eyes were clear, staring at the dark cloud in the distant sky.

That dark cloud is coming.

The moonlight is slowly dimming.

The most is the night, easy to trace.

After closing the wooden window, Nan Xiao picked up two black round stones and walked into the secret room again.

"boom--"

Under the urging of Nan Xiao, the azure blue divine power rushed out of the sea of ​​wheels, and smashed the huge stone jar into pieces within a few breaths.

Under the rippling aftermath, the waning moon in the sky and the fluorite in all directions were unable to protect themselves and were reduced to fly ash.

Nan Xiaosu raised her hand lightly, and the two black rough stones collided above the dried herbal residues, and the overflowing sparks ignited the place.

Billowing thick smoke flowed along the secret path, and under the guidance of divine power, it avoided Nan Xiao.

The flames were intense, and under the scorching red light, Nan Xiao really looked like an outsider, a proud lotus flower.

When the flames burned all the traces, Nan Xiao raised her hand again, her divine power was as powerful as a hammer, and the thickest side was quietly covering the green moon.

The Qingyue slab was already incomplete, but now it was full of cracks.

Before the cracking sound could be heard, tons of silt fell down.

More water poured in, completely filling the secret passage and the stone chamber.

Nan Xiao turned into a divine rainbow, took a step in the water, left the secret passage, and moved a huge stone to seal the entrance forever.

Outside, the water level in the pond plummeted several feet.

The water lily bends its slender waist and hangs softly on the water.

Many crabs hold their double claws aloft, anxious to move their nests, and domineering.

You Yu is calm, still pillowing on the moonlight, spitting bubbles lazily.

Nan Xiao gathered her shattered hair that was blown by the wind, and walked slowly back to the house.

First they shredded the letters, and then put the hidden bronze rings, gold hairpins and daggers into Lunhai one by one.

The sea of ​​bitterness churned, and it condensed another three feet of black ice.

The wheel of life, which was nailed in mid-air, was shaking slightly.

The three bluestone steps transformed from the Shenqiao suddenly gained weight.

Those imaginary phantoms, because of the reality, make the wheel sea heavier.

I believe that in the near future, after these three weapons are nourished, they will release stronger brilliance and be remembered by the world.

After making the bed, Nan Xiao fell into a deep sleep.

The five senses are lost, and the will is plunged into momentary darkness.

When I woke up again, I found that I was in a peach blossom forest, surrounded by a few butterflies dancing lightly.

At the end of the line of sight, there seemed to be a boy standing, wearing a mask, waving at him from afar.

The mask was made of bronze, half smiling but not crying, like a grimace.

I heard from my brother that masks can scare away those gluttons who come out at night to steal children's food.

Nan Xiao was a little distracted, she was dreaming.

Still a lucid dream.

In the dream, Nan Xiao shed her heavy shell.

She ran over, innocent and innocent, no different from when she was a child.

She wanted to be closer to the boy.

She wanted to talk to her brother.

Tell me about what you have learned over the years.

The scenery I saw while climbing the ten thousand steps of the Shu Road, the interesting stories about digging the soil, planting the land, collecting herbs and making alchemy, the unswerving love between Liang Bo and Zhu Tai...

But the more imaginative, the farther the boy is from her.

Even the mask began to blur, and the corners of the raised mouth gradually became unrecognizable.

Nan Xiao shook her head vigorously, calmed down, and wanted to stay in this dream for a while longer to maintain her fragile balance.

Therefore, Nan Xiao stopped fantasizing.

After putting on the bronze ring, she took brisk steps and ran forward slowly.

Flowers and butterflies accompany each other, and the boy's smile is always gentle.

With this run, I ran until the dawn of the third day.

"Boom boom boom——"

The dream is like a thin piece of paper, torn apart by the noise from outside.

Nan Xiao's consciousness returned to her body, and two lines of tears fell from her gradually clear phoenix eyes.

"Dong dong dong dong-"

The deafening bell rang again and again,
Different from the morning bell that urges practice, the sound of the bell now is like thunder rushing from the nine heavens, shaking like the Milky Way pouring backwards.

Pushing open the window, Nan Xiao looked into the distance.

Amidst the continuous roaring sound, the yellow flying cranes spread their wings one after another, scrambling to fly high into the sky.

Above that, more floating clouds turned into herds of deer, rushing towards the rising sun.

The martial arts competition held every 20 years in Qingya blessed land is about to begin.

　Graduated successfully.Friends, long wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)