The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

Zeguo, the torrential rain, green dragon, soar.

Dragon blood into the body, Qingqing body metamorphosis, claws and dragon horns born, the embodiment of the dragon.

"Roar!"

In the void, the blue dragon roars and thunders all over the sky. It's hard to hurt the transformed dragon.

Not far away, Ning Chen scattered the demon emperor's blood and didn't take his life. He waved and flew down.

Below, butterfly looked at the master who came down from the sky, trotted up, and said with a smile, "master is really powerful."

"Well, don't flatter me. Take your elder sister and let's go." Ning Chen smiles a way.

"Sister mu?" Butterfly a Leng, doubt way.

"Your white elder sister's name is mu Chengxue. She is an old friend of master." Ning Chen laughs.

Butterfly looks at them suspiciously. Why can't she see that sister Bai and master are old friends?

"Well, hold on to your sister, we're going."

Ning Chen stretched out his hand to pat butterfly's head and said.

"What about Qingqing?"

Butterfly pointed to the sky is crossing the robbery of Qingqing, asked.

"She has her own nature. Maybe, in a short time, there will be another sage with perfect road in the world. It's useless for us to stay here." Ning Chen said.

"Sage?"

The butterfly was surprised and said, "so fast."

"The demons are different from us."

Ning Chen calm way, "for the demon clan, blood inheritance is the most important, otherwise the demon emperor will not be so much trouble to catch Qingqing."

Butterfly heard of it and looked at the blue sky. But she also knew that there was no feast that would never end. She went up to the dusk snow and lifted it up.

"Master, where are we going?" Asked the butterfly.

"Look for traces of old friends."

Ning Chen said, and walked away.

The samsara of heaven has its own destiny. After a hundred generations, an old friend returns, but he also loses a lot. He wants to get them back.

The four left the kingdom of Ze and went to the world. Along the way, with the help of Ning Chen, mu Chengxue's injury gradually recovered.

However, the bridge that was cut off by Ning Chen's sword is always hard to recover, and the memory of dusk into snow is all lost.

"Are we friends?"

Between the mountains, dusk into snow looking at the man around, asked.

"Well."

Ning Chen nods, way, "very good friend."

"Can you tell me about my past?" Dusk into snow, eyes flash confused color, road.

"Of course."

Ning Chen goes on, telling the story of the past with dusk Chengxue.

Reincarnation, gratitude and resentment, so complex, whether it is gratitude or resentment, has been difficult to say.

Behind, butterfly holding the ghost's hand to follow, listening to two people's story, can't help speechless.

The past of master and sister Mu is really wonderful.

Finally, when it comes to the bridge of the avenue that has become snow at dusk, after it was cut off by Ning Chen, the look of butterfly is more wonderful.

Master, it's still true. How to say it? I don't know how to feel pity for jade.

On the contrary, dusk Chengxue has no hatred, just like an outsider to listen to the story.

"Do you hate me?" Ning Chen soft voice way.

"I can't say hate."

Mu Chengxue replied, "if you lose that battle, I don't think I will be merciful."

According to the men around them, the existence of the great sage is a threat to the whole human world, so there is no need to be soft hearted.

As for pity, these are useless words.

"If you want revenge, I will not shirk it at any time." Ning Chen looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him and said with a smile.

"If one day, I recover my memory, maybe I will really take revenge on you, but now I don't have this idea." Dusk into snow, calm road.

"No hurry."

Ning Chen should say, "years are long, your memory will recover one day."

"Ghost, do you think sister Mu is my teacher?"

Back, butterfly asked in a low voice.

The ghost raises small head, gently shakes head, way, "ghost doesn't know."

Butterfly didn't care. She seldom heard the master mention sister mu, even the ghost's mother. The master mentioned it a few times.

She even suspected that her real mistress was someone else.

In the celestial realm, the world of Buddha, Ning Chen came with three people. In front of the recast Foshan, one of the Buddhists knelt here and worshiped day and night.

All the people in the world are suffering and can't ask for it. Therefore, they hope to comfort the empty heart with the illusory Buddha.

In Foshan, Sanskrit echoes. A woman in red and pink sits in a circle. Her whole body is filled with golden light. The reincarnation of the Buddha girl is a world famous for the Buddha.

Women's appearance is very beautiful, beautiful is not like a mortal woman, Foshan, Ning Chen stopped, looking at the woman on the mountain, a smile on his face.Even if reincarnation comes back, she is still so dazzling.

Foshan, the woman seems to feel the distant eyes, eyes open, looking at the past.

Looking at the eyes, one kind, one calm, after thousands of years meet again, no imagination of excitement, some only the most insipid nod.

Buddha believes in the afterlife. In the afterlife, airan will come again and help all living beings.

"Airan, I will wait for you in the sky."

Ning Chen said a, then take ghost etc. to leave.

Foshan, women's eyes flash, I do not know whether to understand the former.

Ziweixingyu, a sword pool full of swords, white swordsman sitting, young appearance, so familiar.

In front of the swordsman in white is a remolded broken sword. The sword Qi is flowing and extraordinary.

At sunset, in front of the sword pool, a figure with white hair and plain clothes steps forward. Stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, he is full of sword spirit.

As they approached, they felt each other. The swordsman in white opened his eyes and looked at the young man with white hair in front of him.

This feeling is very familiar.

On Ning Chen's body, Wu Gu is shining with brilliance. It seems that he has found his master, but there is a sign of leaving his body.

In the past, he abandoned martial arts, and his best friends took a sword bone as their way to reshape kendo. Today, we should return it to the original owner.

"Good friend, it's time to return your martial bones."

Ning Chen said with a smile. He pressed his left hand on his chest and pulled out the two sword bones on his left and right sternum. Immediately, he pulled out the two sword bones on his arms.

Three steps, the four bones, blood flying, red pigment clothing.

After Ning Chen pulls out the sword bone, the sword bone disappears and returns to the master.

All of a sudden, the whole body of the swordsman in white was full of sword meaning. The whole sword pool was shaking and the wind and cloud changed color.

Ning Chen stops to see for a moment, the Phoenix Fire rises all over his body, the Wu bone remoulds, and the holy body regenerates.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the body of the swordsman in white, the martial arts and bones are fused, the two swords are blended, and the cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds.

"One sword, infinite."

The swordsmen in white pointed at each other, and the sword was full of meaning. A dazzling sword light broke through the air, cutting off the afterglow of the setting sun.

"One sword, no regrets."

Under the setting sun, Ning Chen also points out that the sword will rise all over his body, and the light of the sword will sweep out, dazzling.