Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 111 A real person opens the mountain gate with one sword!

At the bottom of Daming Lake, outside the gate of Mozong Mountain.

Ning Que looked at the three people behind with a solemn expression, and then withdrew his thoughts. On the criss-cross lines on the cloth on the ground, there was a black chess piece that landed on the Tianyuan position.

This is the chess piece and chessboard that Seventh Senior Sister handed over to Ning Que. Now that he saved his life, the stubborn stones piled up in his chest seemed to have dissipated. Ning Que gasped and breathed heavily.

If it wasn't for the chessboard falling on the ground just now, and the chess pieces falling on the chessboard, he might really never see Sangsang again. It seems that they have been offended all over the place.

If it wasn't for the status of his master's personal disciple, I'm afraid he would have no place to die now, but how could he die in this wasteland without avenging his vengeance?

He is not the son of a general, never has been, but why do people think again and again that he, Ning, is the son of General Tang Xuanwei?

Ning Que felt the gathered formation in front of the Mozong mountain gate, looked at the sword marks on it, saw the sword aura that seemed familiar, the simple sword used as a sword, guided by the awe-inspiring sword aura, and landed on this formation.

The awe-inspiring air burst out from the injustice in the formation, and met Ning Que's simple knife.

This is a knife that spanned time, cut on a block formation, the sword marks left by Ke Haoran, who once broke the formation of the Demon Sect's mountain gate, turned into flying ash under the knife of Xin Ren Tianxia walking in the academy.

Since then, only the "block formation" remained in the large formation protecting the mountain at the gate of the Demon Sect, those scattered stones.

Ye Hongyu, who walked past the towering peak, felt the dissipation of the block, and pushed the stones piled up on the road beside him, "The block is broken."

Thinking of this, Ye Hongyu couldn't help speeding up her pace. Although she was praised for being able to master all kinds of spells, it was difficult for her to make any achievements in the way of the talisman formation.

The Mingzi Juantianshu, which has been lost for thousands of years, may return to Taoism, which will be a great event in the world.

Chen Xuan and Mo Shanshan made way for Ye Hongyu. Chen Xuan looked at the main hall of the Mozong Mountain Gate which was close in front of him but still some distance away, and said: "Although the block array is broken, it weighs more than tens of thousands The stone door is so heavy, the talisman on the door is still there!"

"Miss Ye should walk more slowly. If you walk too happily, your mind will be easily disturbed."

"Without tokens, we can only forcefully break down the door and cut off the talisman on the door."

Ye Hongyu didn't reply, just continued to walk forward, Mingzi's Juan Tianshu was right in front of her eyes, how could she slow down?

Mo Shanshan raised his head, looked at the majestic stone gate, and said, "This gate is a talisman, but how do you write such a talisman?"

Let alone in the vast wasteland, even in the world, it might not be a simple matter to stand such a door, let alone use the door as a talisman.

It's hard to imagine how majestic the sight of those desolate people worshiping piously at the gate of the Demon Sect in the past must have been.

Chen Xuan walked forward slowly, and said as he walked: "We can't underestimate the power of people, but we shouldn't praise such behaviors. The cultivators of the Demon Sect are almost crazy to prove something."

"It's too crazy, it's a disease in itself, a disease that cannot be cured."

"The vast expanses of water in Daming Lake, the majestic formations, and the mountain gates are comparable to the temple, but the temple has gone through thousands of years, with such a scene, the Mozong is overtaking in a curve, but within a thousand years, it has caught up."

"This kind of behavior should not be praised. It is said that the people of Haotian are the most able to endure hardships and stand hard work, but I think that no matter when they endure hardships and stand hard work, they should not be praised."

"Blind obedience has brought the Demon Sect to its end!"

No one can imagine how many people need to die to build such a majestic building in the vast wasteland. How many ghosts and ghosts are there under the Daming Lake, who can't rest all day long?
Once the general is successful, the bones are dry, and people only remember the general, but they don't remember the bones. They use their own bones to exchange others for the rest of the country.

The common people in the world are the most tolerant existences. The barbarians in the wasteland and the savages in the grassland are also very tolerant. They endure and endure until they explode.

The world is always singing praises, the suffering of the people in the world is exchanged for the brilliant achievements, the Tang Dynasty is like this, the temple is like this, and the whole world is like this.

But things shouldn't be like this!
Mo Shanshan sighed: "How can such a talisman be broken?"

How could this mountain gate be opened without the Mozong token?

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Chen Xuan said: "Although I don't know the way of swordsmanship, but at the bank of Daming Lake, I realized one thing. Seeing injustice, I realized peace."

"The mountain gate of the Demon Sect is opened by the injustice that has not yet dissipated on the stubborn stone."

"There is injustice in the world, and peace should be practiced."

"Sword come!"

Chen Xuan let out a low voice, the dissatisfaction that had not completely dissipated on the ten thousand stones at the bottom of Daming Lake, seemed to have heard the order, and surged towards the sky, and the vitality of the heavens and the earth moved accordingly.

Under the square inch sky of Daming Lake, a pure white and colorless sword shadow can be vaguely seen, as if blocking the movement of the heaven and earth vitality in the square inch.

There is a serious illness in the world, and the injustice blocks it, and it can't be blocked, it can only be vented!
Ye Hongyu, who had reached more than ten thousand steps, looked at the sky under the sky, frowned at the obscure injustice, and said: "A good sword should be able to break through the mountain gate."

Ning Que, who was panting in front of Ye Hongyu, saw Ye Hongyu stop, so he stopped too.

On that sword shadow, Ning Que saw countless stubborn stones, which seemed to want to vent something, but compared to the block formation just now, they were much stronger.

The north shore of Daming Lake is about five miles away.

Tang, who was coming towards the mountain gate, looked under the sky, and the sword shadow that was still lingering pulled Tang Xiaotang away in another direction.

That sword made Tang very uncomfortable, and the next sword, he might really die, maybe it might.

In the depths of Tianqi Mountain!
Ye Su stopped for a while, and said: "What a Taoist true cultivator, the academy is in big trouble."

On the bank of a stream less than twenty miles away from Daming Lake, a middle-aged scholar stopped a general in armor.

The sword shadow lingering under the sky of Daming Lake made the general terrified. Before the middle-aged scholar said anything, the general turned around and ran wildly. The sword shadow was a block.

It was the block in the large formation in front of the Mozong mountain gate, but now it has turned into a sword shadow, why is it?

"Go sword!"

Chen Xuan stood at the bottom of the ten thousand steps of the Mozong Mountain Gate, and said like a spring breeze.

Under the sky, the shadow of the sword holding the pan and humming, like an arrow from the string, shot towards the gate of the Mozong mountain gate.

A gust of wind was set off, and the injustice accumulated for thousands of years in the gust of wind vented on the stone gate.

Here, the name is injustice, and the enlightenment is from peace!
Then, how spectacular should the injustice in the whole world be?

(End of this chapter)