The Master of the Great Xia Dynasty

The stars are misty, the fairyland is in sight, and the broken floating continent is moving slowly. I don't know where to go.

On the stars, old people who have been sleeping for a long time wake up and look at the fog in the star field, with yearning color in their eyes.

Waiting for hundreds of years, and finally wait until the fairyland again.

For a moment, the earth vibrated, and an old monster with terrible breath came out of his deep sleep and reappeared in front of people.

On the big stars, such as hongluan, Moxing and Qingming, there are constantly powerful people flying to the direction of the fog.

Mo Xing, Ji Yu Feng, four figures respectfully stand in front of the platform, waiting for orders.

The chance to enter the fairyland, ten Jiazi will appear once, precious and unusual, as strong as Mo Zhu such peak existence, are very important.

In ancient times, practice for immortality asked, today's practice for immortality, horizontal between the two obstacles, in fact, is a word, immortal!

"Be more careful in this trip, and act according to the order of the third brother." on the stage, the master of ink looked at the four people below and said.

"Yes"

four people salute and answer.

"Go ahead"

the ink master waved and said.

The four saluted again, then turned and left.

Looking at the back of the four people leaving, a faint light flashed in the ink master's eyes. This time, I hope I won't let him down again.

Fengshui forbidden area, thunder, from the sky, annihilate the road ahead, into nearly a month of three people, finally will come to the end of the Jedi.

Three people swim in the thunder sea, avoid the thunder attack, quickly toward the front.

Thousands of thunder light, will continue to fall, like a thousand years neighing, harsh exception.

The power of the Taiyin opens the way, blocks the unavoidable thunder, and steps out of the last test before the Jedi.

One does not observe, the sky above, thunder break open the resistance of the Taiyin, cloud break Tianjing, blue giant thunder, suddenly down, annihilation behind two people.

"Ninth younger martial brother"

Ling Luo Zhen looks back, his eyes shrink, and he wants to help, but it's too late.

Surprised to see a block thunder, dazzling light, protect the people around.

Blood dripping, warm face, sound up, looking at the figure in his arms, beautiful eyes filled with tears.

Ling Luo Zhen immediately stepped forward, waved away the aftershocks, and said in a voice, "how are you?"

"No harm"

Ning Chen straightened up and said calmly. He immediately reached out to wipe the tears from the little girl's face and said, "don't cry"

behind, the charred black clothes, bloodstained, thunder power, is not the body to stop.

Yiner raises her little hand to wipe away the tears on her face and sobs, "don't cry"

"go on." Ning Chen looks at the silver haired woman in front of her and says.

Ling Luo really converged, nodded, turned his palm, opened the road of the Taiyin, and moved forward quickly.

Ning Chen involves yin'er to keep up with him. His pace is firm, just like a life portrait. Since he has chosen the way ahead, he will not regret it.

Yin'er's small hand tightly grasps the former's big hand, the last support around him, and refuses to let go any more.

In front of him, Ayatollah zhenyuguang saw the two people behind him and said nothing. On the eighth peak, there lived two goshawks. Every time there was danger, the adult eagle would protect the young with his wings. But did people really do it?

The thunder in the sky illuminates the faces of the people below and the hearts of the people under the mask. Trust, commitment and doubt are revealed one by one.

The devil lost his heart, but he wrote down his promise and practiced it without complaint or regret.

It's ironic that people abandon righteousness, demons keep faith, and demons are reversed.

Thunder bursts in the sky, like crying for the sad truth.

The West fairyland, the vast world, is desolate everywhere, and the void is constantly collapsing, just like the sky, shaking people's hearts.

The dilapidated fairyland has gone through the endless years of the post ancient times. It is obvious that it is on the verge of collapse. I don't know when it will be completely destroyed.

The four fairylands collapsed, the queen mother of the West and the other four fairylands disappeared. One by one, the great events buried in ancient times are hard to find out today.

The purpose of practice is to seek immortality and to live forever. However, after the collapse of the immortal world, there are fewer and fewer people doing major repairs. One of the reasons is that the source of immortals is insufficient.

There are very few places where immortals can be found in the world, which is different from the heyday of the four immortals in ancient times.

In ancient times and ancient times, the reason why the fairyland was the place that all human practitioners yearned for was that there was an immortal source in the fairyland, and it was only when there was an immortal source that it was possible to continue to practice.

Of course, in addition to the source of immortality, there is another thing in the immortal world, which also attracts practitioners in the world.

The way to live forever!

Immortal, the most enviable place, is eternal life after all.

This is also the biggest reason why the human practitioners have been searching for the traces of the fairyland for tens of thousands of years since the collapse of the fairyland.

On the starry sky, in the rolling space, one shadow after another passed by, just like a meteor, galloping towards the Western fairyland.Among them, an old man is particularly eye-catching, with a smile on his old face and a little boy beside him. He looks only seven or eight years old and is very cute.

However, it is such a seemingly harmless old man that people can't avoid. An invincible and powerful man in the world, after seeing the old man, they all deliberately avoid him.

"Xing'er, grandfather will live forever soon. Are you happy?" The old man said with a kind smile.

"Happy" the little boy nodded vigorously and answered.

The old man laughed and said nothing more. He took the little boy and went on.

At the same time, on the red Luan star, in a secret place guarded by many religions, a woman in a Guanghan skirt walks out, while a young man in red clothes is silent, and the confusion of his eyes is clearly visible.

Hongluan's secret skill is to confuse the heart and lock the wings of the Phoenix.

Red clothes know life, the body into love, red reincarnation, never get off.

"The task of this trip is arduous, and I need your help," Wang Nv of hongluan said softly, looking at the young man in red beside her.

"En"

the young man in red nodded and answered.

Just as hongluan Wang's daughter walked out of hongluan star, in Jinxi City, Xiaoyue Chang'an restaurant, the girl playing the piano was in a panic, and the music changed.

In the Mingzi guest room, the owner of Xiaoyue, who is tidying up the flowers and plants, looks at the high platform on the first floor and says faintly, "hongluan, your heart is not quiet"

after hearing this, hongluan forces down her confusion and concentrates on playing the piano again.

Mingzi guest room, no less sad to take back the eyes, no longer speak more, continue to tidy up the flowers and plants in front of the body.

In just a few days, the celestial world reappeared in the fog of the star field, which affected many changes. All eyes of the whole hongluan star field looked into the starry sky, looking forward to the fairy fate that had been waiting for hundreds of years.

Fengshui forbidden area, through the test of water, fire, wind and thunder again and again, the three finally saw the way out. The light close at hand is in sharp contrast to the darkness of the forbidden area.

Just as he was about to go out, ayang Luozhen stopped and waited for the people behind to catch up.

"Ninth younger martial brother"

seeing the former approach, Ling Luo Zhen spoke softly.

Ning Chen Dunbu, looking at the former, the face reveals suspicious color.

"Some words can't be said after going out. Remember, don't be impatient on the road of practice. Don't rush into the fairyland. Do you understand?" Again, Ayatollah reminded.

Ning Chen hears speech, Mou son tiny Mi rises, the third time, what meaning does Ling Luo really want to express in the end.

"I know you are suspicious, but if you help me once, I won't hurt you. Please remember what I said today, and you will understand later," said Ayatollah.

"I'll write it down"

Ning Chen nods and answers calmly.

"That's good. The Western fairyland is about to open. Let's go out quickly"

with that, Ling Luo Zhen turns around and goes on, sighing in his heart, hoping that he can really remember her words.

Ning Chen leads a little girl to follow, walked out together.

Jiyu peak, a white robed ink master, sits on the platform, full of colorful glow ups and downs, immortal, peaceful and powerful.

After a while, the ink master opened his eyes and looked to the West. The old eyes flashed a light, and finally came out.

"Master"

after ten breath, two figures appear and salute respectfully.

"Well done"

Mo Zhu looked at the two people under the stage and said.

"Thank you for your praise," they said.

"The West fairy world is about to open. Your four elder martial brothers have already set out. You should start too," said master Mo calmly.

"Yes"

they respectfully took orders and immediately turned away.

Looking at the two people go away, the ink master's eyes close again and sit still.

Outside the Jiyu peak, the waiting tone saw the two people coming, and immediately trotted over, saying, "are you going to start?"

"En"

Ning Chen nodded, looked at the woman beside him and asked, "master sent us all, what do you want to look for?"

"A sword"

Ling Luo's real look coagulated and said, "it's said that each of the four fairylands has a sword to guard the spirit and power, but after the collapse of the four fairylands, the Four Swords also disappeared"

"Zhuxian Four Swords" Ning Chen frowned and said.

"So you know it"

Ling Luo was surprised and relieved. Although few people knew about it, it was not an absolute secret. It was recorded in many ancient books of the top religions.

"The sword of the Western fairyland is named zaxian. No one has found it yet. However, when the fairyland was opened last time, some people said that they had seen the trace of the sword, and there was more than one person. Therefore, many people will go to the fairyland this time," continued Ling Luozhen.

"Why don't you go in person?" Ning Chen asked.

"The Western immortal kingdom is on the verge of collapse, and it is impossible to bear the existence of a later stage of stepping on the immortal reality. In addition, if the master does not go in, it is also for the purpose of deterring other strong men who are also the practitioners of the reality," ayang Luo said."Hongluan star field also has other reality strong person" rather Chen frowns a way.

"En"

Ling Luo Zhen nodded, flashed a look of memory in her eyes, and said, "at that time, I just worshipped under the master's door, and a swordsman in purple came to challenge, and easily defeated several elder martial brothers. Finally, the master made a move, narrowly won, and beat them back"

Ning Chen heard the words, the swordsman whose eyes were beating and stepping on the immortal reality, it turned out that, There is such a existence in the world.