Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Taiheng Zun raised his lips slightly. He hasn't laughed in a long time, so that he can't make a smile and looks very stiff. But the other language is gentle, and he said:

"That year your master was not dead, you were nineteen years old. Your master took you to Guzhong, please help me get a good track number. He said that you are dull and honest, I hope you will be smarter in the future, I will take it. ' See the word 'wei', your master returns with satisfaction. "

There are only a few people who live up to their names and worthy of the name. In reality, naming a name is an expectation, and expectation is not always as expected. Zhou Yi is right about one thing. If you change to Yuan Ziye or Qian Yuzhi for today's affairs, it is probably early warning that you will not go to the appointment alone, or even step into the Jingsi Valley.

Seeing Weizheng listen to Taiheng mentioning old things, a pain flashed in his eyes.

Tai Heng Dao Zun continued: "You have forgotten this for so many years, have you forgotten this thing? Before Ji Xiao became 'human invincible', who supported the portal of Hanshan and sheltered the disciples of Hanshan, have you also forgotten it? I am old It ’s bigger, but the memory is much better than your young people ... Nothing matters today. I rarely have time to chat with you. "

Without the blood and the cold purple light of the formation, he is like an elder who is friendly and friendly with his juniors.

When the head spoke, he pulled the wound, but gritted his teeth and said: "I remember!" His blood spread on the glazed bricks and penetrated into the gaps between the tiles.

"Do you remember?" Tai Heng Dao Zun asked himself, "Masters Ji Xiao and Hu Wou were all in the realm of death at the time of death. Your master also has a rest point, the early stage of the Mahayana. And I, I entered the two hundred years ago. God Realm, where was Ji Xiao at that time? He had just entered the Tao ... You do n’t remember at all, just to see who is stronger, just go and support them. "

The head took a deep breath: "Powerfulness is one of the rules, but not the only one. The world is big and the truth is the biggest. No matter who is big, you or Ji Xiao, it's no bigger than the" reason "between the world and the world! To be reasonable, I naturally do not want you to be motivated. "

Mr. Tai Heng didn't smile but angry, and felt that Weiwei hadn't recognized the situation: "You reason with me? Do you dare to teach me? I am your elder, not your short-lived apprentice."

The apprentice, short-lived, mysterious, the head closed his eyes: "Cui Jing, you ..."

"Cui Jing can't come back." Zhou Yidao, "May I let you be a ghost and a disciple in the secret realm, as long as you haven't left in the last three days, you won't be able to return. Cui Jing is very strong and you will win the expectations He pinned on him, and he will definitely stay until the end. "Only the elite disciples from the elder Taishang school and following the instructions will come back.

The head of the complexion was pale and his breath faded.

"Ji Xiao's previous rules angered the public, so with this cooperation, this is the general trend." Tai Heng smiled and said indifferently:

"Someone told me a sentence, I think it makes sense-practitioners can go against the sky, but can't go against the world."

...

The scales are as big as the bowl. Yu Qi thought about it, I understand the truth, but why is the fish scale so big?

The deep low roar contained coercion, resembling ancient monsters awakening from the abyss. Yu Qi's heart trembles when he heard the sound, and his hand holding the golden scales shivered slightly. Has such large scales fallen off, or is it Koi? What kind of monster can make such a sound?

Is the small pond I saw before really a pond?

The turbulence of the deep sea was raging, and the violent current washed away, and he was sinking deeper. In the heavy darkness, Yu Qishu saw a golden light, like a golden ribbon, the same color as the scales in his hand, but the brightness was stronger.

He struggled to swim towards the golden light. The closer the golden light was, the brighter it was. It was clear that the underwater sand, the pearl between the sand and the gorgeous coral, and the small fish and shrimp between the corals were clear. The accumulation of sand is slightly shallow, showing the various terrains of gullies and creeks, high mountains and deep valleys. Yu Qishu was not scared by this seabed scenery until he could clearly see the "golden light" and slowly swam over him from far and near. Not a silk ribbon or a beam of light, the behemoth is more than ten feet long, with a body like a giant snake and a head like a tiger's head.

"Jiao?" Yu Qishu even forgot to blink. A heart almost jumped out of his chest. His figure was not as big as the claw. He saw two other "gold lights" meandering.

Not one, but three. Because Koi is three.

"It turned out that it was so." Yu Qi thought.

When he first went to the Changchun Peak, Meng Xueli gave him the first class, and taught me his melee combat skills on the verdant peak of the verdant meadow. Later, Senior Brother Xiao Zhiyun also came. At that time, he asked Senior Brother a question-what is the war of Taoism and the war of Taoism?

Brother ’s answer is more abstract than the sea of ​​clouds rolling around the peak. He seemed to be enlightened, but still covered with a veil. To this day, for the first time, I saw the sage magic power.

It turned out that a pond is a sea.

The three-tailed koi is a three-spotted carp.

Three Jiao converged, more than ten feet away from the top of the head, a piece of golden light diffused, illuminating the seabed waves.

The shock of this kind of scene is engraved on Dao Xin, not just visual stimulation. Yu Qishu was completely petrified, drifting along with the waves until a jellyfish lowered his head, one eye to another.

Yu Qishu's heart was clenched by the palm of the giant. He thought nervously that Brother and Master were not here, I was feeding you every day. The graciousness of feeding is not asking for feedback from Yongquan. I just hope that you will show mercy. My small body is of low profile, and the meat is thick, and it is not enough to fill the teeth.

If Ji Xiao is present at this time, he will definitely tell him that Evil Jiao has learned to swallow the spirits of the world and no longer eats people.

He heard a few Jiao Yin, resembling Niu Ming and Hu Xiao, one after another, echoing slowly and slowly. If Meng Xueli is here, you should be able to understand some ancient demon tribes.

San Jiao asked: "Can you eat?"

Day Jiao: "It's possible-but, it's not-necessary-necessary."

Erjiao: "Yes-that-one-person-one-teacher-brother."

But here is Yu Qishu alone, he can't understand anything, he doesn't know anything. A moment later, the excitement in the boy's heart overcame the fear and temporarily forgot how to write "fear.

He wanted to be closer and take a closer look at the legendary demon. If today is destined to be the last day of one's life, at least one cannot waste time on prayer.

But Jiao glanced back. The Sanjiao, like a good negotiation, suddenly flicked his tail and floated upwards. Before Yu Qishu took a step, he was thrown by the huge stream of their tail and rolled up for more than ten feet, and he was smashed into the sand.

"This is a big loss." He thought, "I shouldn't have fed fish."

Yu Qishu just swallowed a bit of blood, only to feel the seabed trembling underneath him, thought he was dizzy, or after the water tornado, he was going to have an earthquake.

He barely opened his eyes. This time, the picture in front of him not only made him forget the fear, but also the pain.

Deep in the sea, between the sand, he saw a sword.

The halberd fell into the sand, the sword body shone with a soft halo, and was shaking slightly. With it as the center, the water waves are rippling.

The long sword shook faster and faster, with the seabed trembling violently. The dust of the sword shook off, and Yu Qishu discovered that the sword was not broken, cracked, or rusty, but was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his face.

What sword can be buried in the pond of Changchun Peak?

Unable to speak under water, he excitedly said: "The sky is endless, is it you?"

After he said it, he regretted it. I actually transmitted a sword, am I crazy? !

"I'm not crazy," Meng Xueli repeated in the secret.

Ji Xiao spoke with him almost at the same time: "I believe."