First Son-in-law

Qin Li frowned.

Xue Ji and Chu Red Sandalwood fell to the heavens.

It is said that the devil, the master, and Xiaobai are also traveling in the heavens.

I hope they are all right, with the Purple Holy Fortune Guardian, they should be all right.

"When I am promoted to Faxiang, and after meeting Yu Fei and Lianyi, I will also travel to the heavens. I should be able to meet them." Qin Li said.

Old Demon Dugu smiled and said: "Alright, you should have traveled through the heavens a long time ago, and I can also be your guide. Although I am not a traveler in the world, I also know the customs of many big worlds."

Qin Li nodded.

immediately.

The crowd dispersed to practice.

In the past six months, everyone's strength has exploded.

Basically, they have improved by one or two levels, and their combat power is approaching the peak of Nirvana.

Qin Li did not lack the growth of biomass and the blood of the original ancestor, plus the accumulation of twelve years, once he settled down, he would make rapid progress.

Even the two daughters of Zhao Tianyu and Bai Ruyun were eye-opening under the tutoring of everyone.

Everything is going in a good direction.

Qin Li couldn't be happy.

There is a hidden worry in the heart.

Heart palpitations from time to time.

It seems that something has not been done.

"Cangqing token, are you urging me?"

Qin Li stood at the mouth of the cliff and took out the ancient bluestone order, slightly hot.

He understands that the token is only an introduction, attracting himself to Shoushan, which is the center of the Emperor's calculations, and also a skynet.

"The world is precarious and the storm is overwhelming. I am just a moth, weak and small, but I am not stupid, and I don't want to throw myself into the trap." Qin Li threw the Evergreen token into the mountain and river bracelet and ignored it.

But does the matter end like this?

Qin Li looked into the distance.

Thousands of miles of clouds are turbulent, and the fantasy glow is strange and dreamy.

He has no time to admire such stunning beauty in the world, because in his heart, there is an inexplicable sense of oppression. It seems that something is going to happen, and it is like an invisible rope wrapped around his neck and dragged him into the game.

"Husband!"

Bai Ruyun called out.

"Ah!" Qin Li woke up suddenly.

"Husband, your face is very wrong." Bai Ruyun stroked Qin Li's cheek.

Qin Li shed a sunny smile: "I am the Great Sun Sword God, how could something happen?"

"But you stood at the mouth of the cliff for half an hour, your pupils diverged, and you were dumbfounded. You wouldn't have been like this before." Bai Ruyun was considerate and thoughtful, and found that Qin Li was wrong early on.

"Have it?"

Qin Li was taken aback.

Unexpectedly, it took so long.

But he didn't want his wife to worry, so he turned the subject away:

"It's just a daze, it's no big deal. By the way, I seem to be going to teach you swordsmanship. Let's start now."

Bai Ruyun nodded.

She knew that Qin Li didn't want to talk, so she didn't persecute.

When the two left Yakou, Qin Li taught a set of "Thirteen Crossings of the Kingdom of Clouds", which was a receipt from the library of Gods and Demons Village.

By the way, Bai Ruyun's god-gang sword and Zhao Tianyu's invisible sword have now been promoted to a magical treasure, which can also be regarded as a treasure for suppressing Yunwu Peak.

After learning a set of swordsmanship, Qin Li sweated slightly, feeling a lot more relaxed, and the feeling of heart palpitations was suppressed.

He is really a born swordsman, he still needs to practice martial arts more to be masterful.

"It's getting late."

Bai Ruyun also smiled happily.

The sun is falling to the west, the world is twilight, and the sea of ​​clouds is brilliant red and yellow.

"Okay, take a wash, we are most ready to sleep." Qin Li drew the sword into its sheath and smiled slightly.

When they arrived at their cultivation base, they were able to eat or drink, and stay awake.

But there were still a large number of monks who kept the habit of eating, drinking, and sleeping, and even the old Demon Dugu recommended Qin Li to sleep more.

Because monks have a clear mind and don't dream, if they dream, it is a sign, it is a restlessness in the subconscious.

Many half-step giants are inspired and promoted in dreams.

"Husband, let's go to sleep!" Mo Yao ran over, a black gauze skirt half-transparent and graceful.

The sleep in her mouth is naturally more than just sleep.

"I can't stand you like this!" Qin Li smiled awkwardly.

"Liar!"

Mo Yao stuck out his tongue.

"How can the power of the Eucharist be surpassed by our sisters."

The other women also giggled, not at all like letting Qin Li go, and the tossing until the latter half of the night subsided.

Qin Li finally fell asleep.

I was a little tired today, but very happy.

During the day to practice swordsmanship, the girls play in the evening.

What a beautiful life, carefree, no worries, hope to keep...

"Are there really no worries?"

suddenly!

A chill came.

It's freezing to the heart, and the cold is biting.

"Who? Who is talking?" Qin Li woke up, his eyes opened.

But I found that this is not Yunwu Peak, but also a misty area, the air is full of gray mist, the cold wind is rustling, and the soul is devastating.

"Where is this place?"

Qin Li frowned.

"Wait a minute, my primordial sword embryo, where is the Hall of Heroes?"

Qin Li was puzzled: "Is this a dreamland? Or an illusion? Who brought me here, and who was talking just now?"

Ahead.

In the mist.

Glitter a little emerald light.

Qin Li gritted his teeth and left in search of a trace.

Came to a dilapidated peach forest, with dead branches like claws and piled up leaves.

This place is like a ghost, filled with gray mist, lifeless, and faintly crying, like weeping.

"Pan Taoyuan!"

Qin Li recalled:

"It must be the ghost of the Immortal Emperor!"

He was angry, and walked through Pan Taoling to the central area.

There is still a jade table and two jade stools, but there is a mirror on the table.

Behind is the flat peach fairy tree, the branches are like dragons, the old roots are squiggly, and there is only a peach leaf left on the branch, which is verdant and surrounds the fairy light.

"Xiandi, today I must plan your grave, and the cause and effect!"

Qin Li was depressed for a long time. At this moment, his anger was steaming, his eyes burned, and he strode away.

No sword in his hand.

But the murderous intent was fierce.

The fist was clenched, and it was a heavy blow.

The flat peach tree trembled, the sawdust collapsed and flew, and the last peach leaf was also shaken off.

With one punch after another, Qin Li had already forgotten himself. Even with the bleeding of his fists, he couldn't shake his determination.

at last!

The flat peach tree crashed down.

With his own strength, Qin Li broke through the trunk and dug out a fairy jade coffin.

"Let me see what you really are!" Qin Li's palms were stained with blood, and he opened the fairy jade coffin with all his strength.

There was a boom.

The coffin board was lifted off.

The person in the coffin is surprisingly Qin Li.

He has a serene eyebrow, breathless, embraces Taichu, and the Hall of Heroes above his head.

"This is not the immortal emperor, this is me." Qin Li's face turned pale, unable to accept the result.

"Since Qin Li is lying in the coffin, who am I?" I couldn't help but feel palpitated. I looked sideways and played. There was a mirror on the stone table.

Walk away quickly.

Pick up the stone mirror on the table.

Lifting up a photo, a peerless fairy face emerged in it.

The reflections of the heavens and the realms in his eyes, scornful of the world, the supreme and noble.

The person in the mirror opened his mouth and pierced coldly, just like the figure just now: "I am the Immortal Emperor, and you are also me, but not Qin Li."

"Do not!"

Qin Li was even more angry.

Struggling to smash the stone forbidden.

This flat peach garden shattered, and all the fog disappeared.

Qin Li woke up with a cold sweat and pale face: "It's just a dream. Fortunately, it's just a dream!"

Wow!

I heard the sound of water flowing in my ears.

Qin Li was taken aback and looked around blankly.

This is not Yunwu Peak, but a riverside.

"What's the matter, am I still in a dream?" Qin Li's chest stagnated.

He calmed down and found that there was a white mist in all directions, creamy and pure white, and it was a highly condensed Qianyuan spirit.

"It shouldn't be..." Qin Li knew that he had already woken up, urging the mountain and river bracelet to take out the Cangqing token, which was so hot that he was pointing a direction.

Over a few mountains.

You can see the end of everything.

In the front, a jade mountain stands up to the heavens and the earth, the mountain is 30,000 feet high, majestic and superb.

Yushan is aloof, surrounded by the charm of the road, evolving infinite magical runes, and thousands of visions to stand up, just like a fairy mountain.

On the mountain.

There are three treasures.

A vortex of vitality poured out Qianyuan's spiritual qi and merged into a waterfall.

Two pieces of cracked blue rocks, this was the place Qin Li had forgotten before, now they have cracked apart, and the interior is hollow, presumably the pendulum is hidden here.

The last thing is the Promise Sword Pine, which is more than ten meters high, and the old Qiuqu, insists that the green mountain is not relaxed, and the thousands of needles and leaves are all swords. This is the embodiment of the sword of heaven and earth.

"Shoushan!"

Qin Li's face changed drastically.

"Why did I come to Shoushan?"

Sleeping at home, dreaming of Pan Taoyuan, waking up again is the first mountain.

"Not only did I fall into the emperor's game, but I also fell into the emperor's net."

Qin Li's heart was full of constriction. Although the world was wide, he had been driven to a dead end and pushed forward.

"Do you want to enter Shoushan? Behind the gate of Xuan Mi, there may be an answer!"