The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

The cave is very deep, but it is not completely dark inside. Instead, it is filled with soft blue light.

This kind of blue light has a wonderful rhythm, which seems to be natural. Although it is warm, it gives people a peaceful connotation.

Song Xing followed this inexplicable rhythm without squinting and continued to move forward. Gradually, the cave wall in front suddenly became narrower. Finally, his footsteps stopped in front of a flat and spacious ground.

In front of him was a huge round platform covered with sapphire bricks, with many strange symbols carved on the stone bricks.

Without squinting, Song Xing walked around the round platform and walked up the stone steps on the other side. After passing through an arch, his eyes suddenly opened up. A stone palace about seven feet high and nearly a hundred feet in diameter, made of huge stones, suddenly appeared. In front of his eyes.

The stone hall was empty except for a plaque hanging on a pillar.

"Is this Huanyue Cave?" Song Xing murmured, and then he raised his head and looked into the air, where a layer of green light was suspended, with endless drawings on it. Stars, one, two, three... nine in total, each one shining with dazzling blue light.

Song Xing narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Get up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the nine blue stars suddenly exploded and turned into nine wisps of green smoke that lingered around his body. He stretched out his hand to grab a wisp of green smoke and looked at it carefully.

"Qing Ming Star Dou Grand Formation?" He murmured.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a fierce murderous intent burst out. His pupils were like lightning, staring at somewhere in the void.

In a trance, in a haze, in the depths of the deep sky, a bolt of lightning passed by, suddenly piercing the darkness of the night, turning into an extremely huge sword of light and falling from the sky. It was so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it, and it pierced directly into the body and mind. middle.

Then, a strange moon with a strange silver light rose from the dark sky, hanging high in the far sky.

At that moment, my mind went blank, and I forgot everything. Only my eyes were still staring forward, behind the white light.

It was like a low and resentful voice, someone was drinking softly, but then a familiar voice laughed.

The sun shines through the treetops and shines on the stone jar filled with water in the open space in front of the tile house.

Dozens of thin wooden stakes are distributed in a plum blossom shape, with the lower half buried in the soil and the exposed parts varying in height.

The wooden stake is less than three fingers wide, making it difficult for ordinary people to stand on it steadily.

Song Xing stood on these wooden stakes, changing his steps and feet, moving around so fast that it was almost impossible to capture his figure with the naked eye.

In front of the steps not far away, Chu Luozhao was holding a pot of tea, pouring a sip into his mouth from time to time. Looking at Song Xing practicing martial arts, he nodded with satisfaction.

After a long time, Song Xing relaxed his fist slightly, jumped off the wooden stake lightly, and came to Chu Luozhao.

"Yes, you have been practicing this Star Pile for a long time, and you finally got started." Chu Luozhao nodded and praised.

Facing Chu Luozhao's praise, Song Xing showed a sincere smile on his face. Looking at the gray-haired old man in front of him, his eyes changed from joy at first, to nostalgia, and then to sadness.

On the top of Qingyun Mountain, people's heads are shaking, people in the righteous way gather on Tongtian Peak, Reverend Daoxuan, Master Puhong, Yun Yilan and others standing at the front all have serious faces and frowns, and they are facing the direction down Qingyun Mountain looking out.

Suddenly, there was a long roar rising into the sky in the distance, like a wolf howling or a ghost crying, sharp and piercing the air.

The shrieking sound echoed in circles, turning around among the dangerous peaks of white clouds for a few times, and then slowly became lower again.

But at the moment when it was able to silence its voice, all the beasts roared at the foot of the fierce mountain. The countless roars rose into the sky, and they gathered together like an overwhelming mountain, until the color of the heaven and earth changed, and a rumble was heard.

The clouds suddenly dissipated, the mountain peak stopped abruptly, and a mass of black air rose from the foot of the mountain, getting bigger and denser, condensing in the sky opposite Tongtian Peak, until it blocked the sunlight.Deep in the dark clouds, in the hunting wind, there is a young man wearing a conspicuous silk shirt standing with his hands behind his hands, expressionless, looking at the people on this mountain indifferently.

At the foot of the mountain, all the beasts roared and the fishy wind burst out.

A thick bloody aura enveloped the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, and even the usually lazy Zhenshan Spirit Beast, the water unicorn, seemed anxious at this moment, swimming back and forth in the icy pool, making a low growl.

Beast monsters attacked from the bottom of the mountain, and they swept like a storm along the way. Although people in the righteous way kept attacking, the huge torrent formed by countless beast monsters didn't care about the few enemies who sneaked up on the side, like thunder and thunder. The raging tide swept up, instantly invincible.

All of a sudden, the people under Qingyun Mountain were wailing all over the place.

"Evil beast, seeking death!" Yun Yilan was furious, his body suddenly rose from the ground, turned into a startling rainbow, and rushed into the herd of beasts.

At the same time, the other elders and other disciples jumped into the air and joined the battle group.

In an instant, brilliant rays of light lit up among the beasts.

"Ouch-"

A huge tiger monster looked up to the sky and let out a roar, opened its bloody mouth and rushed forward, fighting with Yun Yilan.

"Pfft-"

The magic weapon in Yun Yilan's hand swept across, and the sharp sword light tore the tiger demon's fur, cutting it into two halves. Blood spurted out, dyeing Yun Yilan's Taoist robe red, but it made it even more red. The fierce killing momentum.

The other elders and disciples from various sects also started killing each other.

However, there are too many beast monsters and they are so densely packed that they can be killed without stopping. Moreover, some of the powerful ones can even fly.

Just as Yun Yilan killed the tiger demon, an eagle demon swooped down and bit him.

Yun Yilan snorted coldly, her wrist trembled slightly, and the magic weapon flew out, drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and then stabbed into the hawk demon's hard beak.

With a "bang" sound, the hawk demon screamed and flew out, breaking several towering ancient trees, and smashed to the ground without knowing whether it was alive or dead.

Seeing this, some of the other monsters became even more frantic.

Suddenly, another huge roar came from the top of the sea of ​​clouds, and then, a scream was heard coming from the bottom of the mountain.

Master Daoxuan turned his head back expressionlessly, and looked down the mountain for a while, only to see that above the sea of ​​clouds, the curtain of light wall was firmly suppressed by a huge black tide, and there were even several weak places in it that were crumbling. Can't help, there are screams from time to time, and the smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

In Huanyue Cave, Song Xing looked back blankly. In the wind and rain, the small Taoist temple that carried his memories for several years finally disappeared quietly.

He stretched out his hand involuntarily, trying to grab something, but found nothing.

Only behind him, Chu Luozhao's eyes were looking at his figure quietly.

He turned around and stared deeply into the eyes in front of him, wanting to see the deep heart of this compassionate old man, but the familiar eyes were calm but deep. No matter how hard he tried, they disappeared with a wave of ripples. in front of him.

When he broke through the illusion of Huanyue Cave, what appeared in front of him was full of golden light!
The golden light gradually formed countless fonts in the air, spinning endlessly around him.

The foundation of the Qingyun Sect's Taoism, the ancient sword to kill the immortal, is also the fifth volume of the Book of Heaven! (End of chapter)