Legend of the Great Saint
Vol 4 Chapter 60: Before the ceremony (below)
Before the 60th chapter of the ceremony (below)
The long sword lie across the marble table in the small courtyard, and the sun on the west side burns the sea of clouds into a sea of sunshine, which is reflected on the narrow sword front. The ordinary long sword suddenly has a brilliant brilliance.
Yu Zijian blinked his eyes and squatted at the stone table, looking straight at the sword.
The long sword is silent, motionless
Hey~
Yu Zijian stood up fiercely. The voice seemed clear in the ear, and it seemed to come from the bottom of my heart. She stood up, separated the threshold, and walked into the path of grass and green grass.
She is fascinated, as if she is caught in a dream, involuntarily, involuntarily, like something in her heart calling her.
The trail was twisted and twisted several times before it suddenly became clear. It was a fragment of the wall, like a ruin of an ancient city.
Supporting the stone pillars of the main hall, lying in the grass, the temple has already fallen down, the statue was stormy years, the corrosion is not the same, but still faintly visible the glory of the past.
Is there such a place on the Qingteng Mountain?
Yu Zijian gave birth to a question in his heart, and he immediately forgot.
The setting sun puts a layer of bright red on the ruins. Even if you are numb and vulgar, you can't help but sigh.
Strolling between the ruins that are about to be drowned by grass, she gave birth to a feeling of returning to her hometown, as if she was a princess in exile, here is her home country.
Turning over the white stone corridor entangled by the vines, she suddenly stopped.
A small pond is surrounded by a green tree, and the western glow reflects on the surface of the water, dyed into a gorgeous color.
A Tsing Yi man sits cross-legged in a round stone at the edge of the pond. The young, thin face is stubborn, and there is a vicissitudes of life in the elderly who have read the world. Like a lonely king sitting on the throne of his collapse, he still recollects the glory of the past, and is saddened by the current Sui and Tang Dynasties.
He is fishing, but it is not a fishing rod, but a long sword. He holds the hilt in his hands, and a line of blue silk hangs straight from the top of the scabbard, and is not in the mirror water.
Yu Zijian didn't look at this scene. I didn't look at this person. I just looked at this sword. It seemed to be idiotic. I didn't have a reason. The heart was sure that the wonderful man who heard it was from this sword.
"Have you seen this sword?" Tsing Yi turned his face and looked at her, showing some surprise.
Yu Zijian suddenly felt awakened from his dreams and looked around. He almost asked him how he would be here. He looked at him for a while: "I have never seen you, you are not a disciple of Qingtengshan!"
Look carefully, although he is also Tsing Yi, but it is very different from the service of Qingteng Mountain, it is very old, just like the sword in his hand.
Tsing Yi said: "No, are you?"
Yu Zijian said: "I am not, you are invited to the mountain, the mountain is not allowed to fish!"
"You are neither a Qingtianshan disciple, why bother me?"
"I... forget it, you can catch it, I have to go back, don't bother you to fish." The lonely man and the widow are here, some are not suitable, but the eyes are not away from the sword, the familiar feeling is like It was the same as the cow giant.
Tsing Yi Humanity: "Want to see?"
"Is it okay?" Yu Zijian's voice did not fall, the sword fell in her hands, heavy, and the 缕 丝 silk was automatically included in the scabbard.
The scabbard is dark blue, usually because of its own color, and the other half is because of the years of sedimentation. The material is like jade and wood. It is engraved with beautiful patterns. It seems to be a city silhouette, but it is broken.
"What is the name of this sword?"
"Green Market."
Hey~
Yu Zijian took the hilt and pulled the sword back. The familiar squeaking sound, and it sounded in the ears for a long time. There is no glimpse of the light, but Jianguang seems to have income from Changhong Qiu Shui.
"Good sword!"
The expression of Tsing Yi people, when they saw Yu Zijian, was even more surprised and even shocked.
"When I finished reading, I should go." Yu Zijian returned the sword to the sheath and reluctantly threw the Tsing Yi people.
The Tsing Yi people stood up and said, "Can you wait for me here?"
At this time, the afterglow of the horizon has begun to converge.
"No, I still have things." Yu Zijian jumped away and said, "Who are you? I am waiting for you, it is a weirdo!"
"What is your name?"
"My name is Yu Zijian." Yu Zijian did not return.
"I... I am called Fu Qing." Yu Zijian has gone out of the ruins, entered the jungle, disappeared, and the voice of Fu Qingyu fell down, as if talking to himself.
I can walk freely out of the Qingxu illusion, and I can pull out the Qingshen sword. The elders are right...
The first star shines on the sky, and his gaze is as bright as a star.
The surrounding scene suddenly twisted like a mirage and disappeared. Only the pond was still there, reflecting the black shade surrounded by it.
Fu Qingying looked over the forest and looked at the main hall at the top of the mountain.
In the dark and heavy hall, there is only one lonely lamp, illuminating the square inch, the old man of Sanshan, sitting next to the lonely lamp, they remember the reminder of the flower praise, do not dare to separate, lest they be broken.
Outside the main hall, the disciples of the various factions waited, not helping, but once they heard the movement, they immediately went to the flower praise report.
A flash of blue light flashed, the Sanshan old man suddenly found that the surrounding environment has changed, they are in the ruins, the top of the head is the endless night sky, the stars are full of stars.
"When time!" The old man of the Golden Rooster was shocked.
"There are three people who are waiting here, saving me a lot of trouble."
A voice came from behind, and the three turned at the same time. I saw a Tsing Yi who walked down the high steps, young and old, lonely and noble.
Ivy old man said: "You... you are!"
"It should be said that the flower leader has told you!" Fu Qing's calm road seems to feel exhausted even for explanation.
On the third day, it was a triangle force. Although it was a long-standing match for many years, it was also seamless.
"I am not coming for the foundation of Sanshan. My mission is not to win over."
The elderly in Sanshan almost relieved at the same time.
"However, I still have to win before you can act. Rest assured, I will not hurt you."
The old man in Sanshan couldn’t get angry, and the blue-blooded sword light turned into a blue silk and flew away.
After a while, the old Sanshan walked out of the hall, and the temple door closed tightly behind them.
"Master, do you still want to keep it?"
"No, it’s going on." Ivy, the old man, was a little tired.
The three exchanged eyes, it seems that there are still fears that have never been exhausted, and there are still some sorrows. It is no wonder that Hua Zanzan wants to personally inform that the task of the person is actually...
The Tibetan Sword Palace is as decisive as the legend. But if this is really the case, it is not an alarmist.
Qing Teng old man said: "Two, please go back to rest, get ready! The drug collection ceremony is about to begin."
......
The deep tiankeng, like a huge hollow eye, looks at the sky.
Nearly a thousand pairs of eyes, looking back at this giant eye, full of excitement, longing, fear.
The cold wind whistling, unable to hold the voice, everyone talked.
Suddenly the surroundings calmed down, and the old people of Sanshan came to the tiankeng under the crowd of people.
The old man Ivy took the lead and opened the array. Everyone was faintly seen, and a piece of light was scattered.
The old man in the golden rooster screamed in the golden light, and the snow in the tiankeng quickly smiled. Shown below are a dozen of dark holes, these entrances are the entrance to the drug collection ceremony, leading to the underground.
Everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air and cover the wind.
The young people of Qingteng cleared their throats: "All the friends gathered here, and went to the Sanshan Medicine Collection, and the two old friends of the old man and the Golden Chicken are very honored..."
More than a dozen eagle wolves headed by Wu Hao shuttled between the scattered repairs, constantly looking at the people around them, as if to avoid someone taking the opportunity to mix into the ceremony.
The Sanshan disciples are divided into three groups, standing behind their respective heads, and then freely grouping into small groups.
Because of the success of the previous drug collection ceremony, the Sanshan disciples were almost all dispatched. It is impossible for hundreds of refiners to mix and move forward. When they encounter the road under the ground, they will naturally separate.
Yu Zijian was in the probe to explore the brain. Suddenly someone gently patted her on the shoulder. She turned her head and said, "Shen, how come you?"
Hua Chenglu cats: "Hey! Don't be so loud, be careful to let my brother hear, I can't worry about you, go with you."
Mu Zhicong suddenly said loudly: "Miss Hua, you are not our Qingtianshan disciple, please don't stand with us. If you want to participate in the ceremony, you can go to the scattered team there!"
Everyone looked over together, and Hua Ruan angered Mu Zhicong: "You..." Suddenly felt that the neckline was tight, and I only saw that it was a flower praise, and reprimanded: "Don’t mess around!" Go, and again to Yu Zijian: "I wish you good luck."
Hua Chenglu shouted: "Purple sword, you be careful!"
Mu Zhicong's gentle road: "Do not worry, Zijian, I will protect you."
Yu Zijian was about to talk, and suddenly saw a familiar figure standing in the crowd~www.readwn.com~ It was the Tsing Yi who was fishing at the pond. He changed the clothes of Qingteng Mountain, and the breath revealed was the refining four. Floor.
So one person stood there, didn't talk to anyone around, somehow, other people didn't seem to notice him, felt the eyes of Yu Zijian, turned his head and smiled.
Yu Zijian strangely asked: "When Mu Shixiong, when did Qingteng Mountain have a new disciple?"
"What new disciple?" Mu Zhicong looked over with Yu Zijian's gaze, and a piece of Tsing Yi fluttered. The figure of Fu Qingying disappeared.
Yu Zijian touched his head: "It's weird!"
At this time, the old man’s speech ended, and the Sanshan old man exchanged his eyes and nodded at the same time. From the beginning, he did not look at Fu Qingyu, and did not reveal a strange look.
I have been in the crowd, and I have been paying attention to the flowers and praises of their faces.
The Sanshan old man said at the same time: "The Sanshan Medicine Collection Ceremony officially started!"
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