Sword ancestor

Chapter 417 The Golden Cicada Reappears!

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Ding--

The finger collided with the tip of the sword, making the sound of metal and iron. At the intersection, huge sparks burst out. Each spark was as big as a millstone, like tiny suns. The smoke cleared.

Taking a step back, the wind was light and the clouds were light, the white dao sword in the young man's hand trembled slightly, and the snow-colored edge attached to it was even stronger. The cold sword intent was full of murderous intent. This was a pure killing intent. With large flakes of crystal clear snowflakes falling, what was supposed to be the beginning of spring turned into the twelfth lunar month of winter in an instant.

"Second sword!"

The young man's voice was calm, without the slightest panic. The white Dao sword trembled in his hand, as if he had not been overwhelmed by Qi Tian, ​​the snow-colored edge was full of light, and the second sword was cut out immediately.

"what happened!"

Yunfei fixed his gaze, and with the sword coming out, the scene of the entire Jianfeng changed suddenly, as if time and space were shifted, everyone appeared in a pure white plum garden, the plum blossoms fell and the snow fell, it was impossible to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, only a ray Dark fragrance.

"A murderous sword, very good."

For the first time, Qi Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded. This sword has reached an extreme, a way of killing with the sword, which was opened up by him, an ultimate way of the sword, born for killing, the way of killing the sword !
chant—

This time, it was two sword fingers. Qi Tian's sword fingers receded and became ordinary, but the sound of the sword chant was deeply rooted in people's hearts, leaving an indelible mark at once, just like the ancient years, only Elapsed, will not stand still, will always exist.

Ding--

The young man stepped back for the second time, standing still a hundred feet away, his eyes became colder and colder, and he could even see snow falling in the sky, plum blossoms falling in his pupils, and the ultimate beauty began to bloom for the last time, and the figure of the young man also blended into it, as if turning into One of the plum blossoms was light and open, even if it was followed by death, it did not complain at all.

"The third sword!"

The young man drew his sword again, the sky was full of snow, the plum blossom forest was submerged, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, and only the same color remained in the sky.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Qi Tian shouted softly, and pointed out his sword finger in the air. This finger evolves time and space, and time flows backwards. Everything is under control, running through eternity, eternal time, and eternal space, all of which breed sharpness.

Boom——

There was a sound of breaking, the four worlds were shattered, and on the sword peak, many disciples found that they had returned to the original world again, but many people were still immersed in the duel just now. It turns out that the way of swords can be so beautiful, although it will be endless later. Murderous intent, but no one has the intention of conflicting.

Holding the broken sword in his hand, the young man in white robe nodded towards Qi Tian, ​​then turned and left, also stepping into the void, the figure of the young man had a strange charm, Yun Fei and Taoist Ming Jian looked at each other, both took a deep breath, like this An excellent swordsman, with such a sword art, the way of the sword is not alone in the world.

"Let's go back."
Qi Tian turned around and walked into the purple bamboo forest. A karma was resolved, which made his sword heart more pure, and the speed of comprehending the Dao was also a little faster.

Ten days later, the arrival of the Flood Dragon Clan in the Southern Wilderness attracted the attention of the entire Eastern Divine Region. It was none other than Long Zhan and other princes, and even Ao Guang and Ao Xue also arrived at the same time. God, except for Long Zhan, everyone showed a bit of awe. In front of Emperor Zun, in the whole world, few people are really free from pressure.

"Prince Long! You are finally here!"

The old tortoise's miserable voice shook Jianfeng, and behind him came the old man's dissatisfied voice.

"Little turtle, my roasted tortoise is not cooked yet, if you don't come back within half a stick of incense, Daoist doesn't mind eating a roasted tortoise!"

In the back mountain, the miserable voice of the old tortoise stopped abruptly. In the purple bamboo forest, the corners of the poisonous toad's mouth twitched slightly. Fortunately, the old man was not interested in toads.

Long Xian'er stood beside him. In the past few days, Long Xian'er was cultivating in the purple bamboo forest. Yun Fei had been inquiring about Long Xian'er's origin all along. He just turned his head with his mouth curled up.

At the octagonal stone table, everyone sat facing each other. The Flood Dragon Clan arrived, and they only stayed at Qingyun Peak for a short time before arriving at Jianfeng. After all, Qi Tian still had the identity of the prince of the Flood Dragon Clan. Regal.

"You're still ahead of me."

Long Zhan looked at Qi Tian with bright eyes, hidden in it was a surge of fighting intent, but in the Qingyun Sect territory, he could not hold it back, once a half-emperor powerhouse made a move, it would be difficult for a thousand miles away to fight. Fortunately, it will be turned into powder in an instant.

On one side, the expressions of Ao Guang and the others were somewhat reserved, different faces, the same person, they were a little strange, Ao Xue's eyes stared at Qi Tian, ​​after a long time.

"I want to learn from you."

Qi Tian looked at Ao Xue, the most beautiful woman of the Jiaolong clan, and said, "What is your way?"

"My way is the way of the strongest." Ao Xue said without any hesitation.

With a chuckle, Qi Tian shook his head: "The way is different, so don't conspire with each other."

The face changed slightly, Ao Xue said: "Why, your way is not the way of the sword ancestor?"

"Don't you think that the way of the sword ancestor is the way of the strongest?"

Qi Tian asked back, then stood up, and gently put his right hand to his mouth, a green and crystal clear wooden flute appeared in his hand immediately, the curling sound of the flute rose, echoed in the purple bamboo forest, and slowly filled the entire Sword Peak , the entire Qingyun Sect, everyone sank into the sound of the flute, as if all the mortal dust had been washed away, and all the lead was gone, there was a kind of reborn lightness.

"Qingzu wooden flute!"

With a flash of light in his eyes, Long Zhan said in a deep voice.

At this moment, Ao Xue and the others were very disappointed when they actually saw this wooden flute. But he didn't speak.

In the next few days, all the top ten imperial clans in the Southern Wilderness arrived. None of the patriarchs of the ten clans moved. Those who came were all from the younger generation, but they were not weaker than the original King of the Dragon Ranking. Existing in the world, at this moment, some descendants of ancient temples and temples have arrived in the Western Heaven Buddha Land. Extraordinary people.

The Qingyun Sect divided several peaks for the Buddhists and Taoists of the monster races to live in. Every day, the younger generation talked about the Tao, and before they knew it, it turned into a conference of discussing the Tao.

The nine heavenly courts did not move, so far, [-] holy spirit stones have not yet been delivered, and three days later, Jin Chan Buddha appeared again, and behind him, followed by the eldest prince of the Hades clan.

The faces of the younger generation of the Yaozu are not very good-looking, it is nothing else, but beside the Jinchan Buddha, the eldest prince of the Hades snake tribe has already received ordained, at this moment he is wearing a black monk robe, holding a Buddhist bead, and there is a sense of peace and grandeur on his body. The breath of the Buddha has completely lost the demonic fighting spirit of the past. At first glance, it looks like an arhat walking in the world, where there is no majesty and aura of the prince of the previous lineage of the demon emperor.

"deep--"

"The poor monk's name is Wukong, everything in the past is empty."

Before the eldest prince of the Taotie tribe could open his mouth, the voice of the eldest prince of the Hades snake clan rang out, and everyone was astonished, Wukong Wukong, did he really escape into Buddhism.

Qi Tian was a little astonished, such a name made him feel a little suspicious, after all, he didn't say much, if he left with Jin Chan Buddha, maybe today would be a different result, but the world is impermanent, luck is illusory, he knows If you master yin and yang, you will master your luck, and you will naturally not be at the mercy of others.

"Amitabha! The golden cicada is here to greet you all. My Buddha is merciful. Daleiyin Temple pays homage to Emperor Qitian."

Years passed, and when I saw Jin Chan Buddha again, his cultivation base was more profound, maybe others couldn't see it, only Long Zhan had a vague feeling, and Qi Tian could see at a glance that Jin Chan Buddha's cultivation base had broken through After reaching the Half-Emperor Realm, he was able to achieve such a breakthrough in a short period of time, and even his power of creation was stronger than that of the Dragon War, which shows that his previous gains in the Demon Suppressing Realm are definitely not small.

"You actually came."

His eyes fell on Jin Chan Buddha, Qi Tian said: "You are not afraid of my attack, you should know that I am still a member of the Jiaolong clan."

Under the green peak, Jinchan Buddha's body is dyed with Buddha's light, like an eternal god and Buddha, his eyes are clear, and he proclaims the Buddha's name.

"Benefactor Qi, this little monk once said that you and I are destined, but now, this little monk also believes that Benefactor Qi will not make a move."

"Squeak! Squeak!"

A golden lightning flashed, and the little monkey landed on Qi Tian's shoulder. It bared its teeth at Jin Chan Buddha, and immediately threw a round peach viciously. Afterwards, a large pile of bird eggs , Bananas, stones, and even two tortoise shells, all smashed at Jin Chan Buddha's head and face.

The sudden change left the eldest prince of the Taotie clan stunned. They didn't know what was going on with this little monkey. It seemed that he had a bitter hatred for this golden cicada and Buddha son.

No matter how good the state of mind of Jin Chan Buddha is, many strong men of the younger generation gather, and being teased by a little monkey, he can't help turning black. Although those tortoise shells can't move a single hair on him, his face is Literally dropped.

"Amitabha! Little guy, I see that you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, why don't you sit down and be a Dharma guardian spirit beast, my Buddha is merciful, and the great Buddha Dharma will descend on you, and it will definitely help you to achieve positive results in the future."

Saying that, Jin Chan Buddha stretched out his hand to take a shot in the air, the little monkey stared, then danced and danced, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, and fell towards Jin Chan Buddha.

"Squeak, squeak—"

The little guy yelled helplessly, but Qi Tian didn't make a move, he just watched calmly, everything fell into the eyes of Jin Chan Buddha, and he became more determined in his heart, for such a grand occasion, Qi Tian would never do anything if the forces of Qingyun Sect came to worship. Will make it easy.

(End of this chapter)