The world's first fairy gate

The avenue is invisible, and all laws are unified.

That sword is simple and unpretentious, but it has stacked three thousand ways, like three mountains and five mountains coming towards you, killing a Mahayana real person with one sword.

Wei Jin stepped back quickly, and supported the fallen master amidst the flying gravel and the noisy cries for help.

Meng Xianwu grabbed his cuff and pointed in a certain direction tremblingly.

Just now the sword was contaminated with the poison of Youshenglian, Meng Xianwu asked him to get the antidote.

Wei Jin clearly had a copy hidden in his sleeve, but at this moment he remained motionless, his face full of despair.

He had just heard that sentence clearly - a sword breaks mountains and rivers!

In this world, there is only one person who can stand up to these words, and that is Daoist Shenxiao!

The cave collapsed, and the smoke, dust and rubble fell down, hitting Weijin's shoulder, and the white horse flew out with the boy in its arms, and spread its wings with a thud.

Wei Jin turned a blind eye to it, and stood there, with thousands of thoughts flashing through his mind like a revolving lantern, and finally fixed on a picture:

Daoist Shenxiao came with his sword in the midst of the red clouds, his sleeves fluttered, clouds formed under his sleeves, and Wan Feng stepped down.

That is the real peerless elegance, unparalleled in the world.

Countless details that were overlooked in the past are finally sketched together.

A few years ago, after a battle with Daoist Kongming, Xianzuo went to the mountain to retreat, leaving all the affairs in the mountain to the palaces to take care of themselves, so that Zixiao Mountain has been full of chaos for several years.

Xie Qiuhan said that treacherous people are rampant in the mountains, and villains make troubles, which is actually true.

However, although Xianzuo claims to be closed to outsiders, he has repeatedly shown his favor to the royal family. One end received the royal title, and the treasures bestowed by the other end were sent to the heavenly palace like flowing water.

Zixiao Mountain has changed from its previous demeanor of being a madman and avoiding the world, making the monks in the world puzzled.

Wei Jin didn't dare to think about it before, but today a thought arose in his mind:

Originally, Master Kongming wanted to use Shenxiao as his body, delusional to replace it, and when the matter was revealed, the fight broke out.

But if in that battle, the real Kong Ming won, then who is the current Xian Zuo?

And who is Xie Qiuhan's painting spirit?

...the answer is on the horizon.

Wei Jin's heart trembled, the autumn mood was already bleak, and at this moment, he felt cold all over his body.

He thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and could vaguely see a group of disciples fleeing for their lives.

It only took a moment for Weijin to fly to the exit of the cave with his sword.

suddenly see the light.

He saw, in the sky, a white light pierced through the gray sky.

The white celestial horse soared in the air with its wings raised, the young man was lying on the horse's back, and a white-haired fox stood on the horse's head proudly, and the group did not know where they were going.

thump—

The pointer of the stone sundial moved a notch, and the morning bell rang.

The Nine Palaces and Eight Temples hidden in the sea of ​​clouds shook slightly, the birds scattered, and the disciples came out one after another.

Mao time has come, and the emperor's altar will be opened.

Su Pao Taoist opened his eyes suddenly.

His face was unremarkable, a face that you forget once you see it, mixed among a group of monks who came to fight the autumn wind, it was not worthy of others to look at him more.

It's just that pair of eyes flashed a faint light at this moment, like the sky with the sun shining, hiding thousands of clouds and waves.

He gritted his teeth, "Taixuan Palace, a bunch of bastards..."

The person next to him was also dozing off at first, but he also felt it at this moment, his whole body was shocked, and he raised his head suddenly.

This person's appearance is much more colorful, his brows are sullen and unruly, he doesn't look like a cultivator at all.

He is indeed not a cultivator.

These two people are Yunfang and Qiongqi.

They left together that day and went to search for Yunfang's body at the place Qiongqi had inquired about earlier, only to find that he had gone to Loukong, and Kongming had already been prepared.

Instead, they exposed their whereabouts and went through a fierce battle. Yunfang was left alone with a soul, and Qiongqi was suppressed by his early death curse.

If you can't fight, then run away.

After they escaped, they quietly infiltrated into the team of foreign monks. Yun Fang picked up the body of a cliff-jumping Taoist priest, swaggered and made up a sect with only two people, registered it in the register, and finally returned to the head of the sect with pride. job.

Today, I even have the honor to participate in the Luotian Dajiao, praying for blessings and teaching, and dancing for today's saints.

Yunfang pulled Qiongqi back, and said in a low voice: "The spirit that I attached to the peach tree branch has returned, Xiao Qiuhan went to your cave, confronted Meng, and made a big fuss. Destroyed, you..."

boom--

At this time, there was a loud roar from the sky, and the sky that was originally only dyed with thin light gave birth to colorful clouds and thousands of miles of purple light.

All the monks exclaimed, and a group of people who couldn't let out a fart jumped up excitedly at this moment, those who kowtowed, those who recited poems, and those who took out their brushes and quickly drew commemorative marks.

Most of them quoted three thousand poems to flatter the old emperor who was still in bed.

At this moment, Poor Wizard really felt his chest agitated, and immediately held his head high, "Oh——"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yun Bin stuffed a scripture into his mouth and heaved a sigh of relief, thanking himself for his quick response.

"Cough cough cough..."

After Qiongqi finished coughing and spat out the confetti, he raised his head again, and the vision in the sky disappeared.

Qiongqi almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He bared his teeth, "I'm going to bite you to death..."

Yun Fang: "You're welcome."

He added: "It's just a demigod, you should keep a low profile."

Qiongqi immediately decided to take action and immediately killed him.

The eyes of the beast were stained with red light, sharp claws opened with a sound, and fangs stabbed out.

Yun Fang finished what he wanted to say just now in a low voice: "Meng's attack is too ruthless, Qiu Han is seriously injured, you go find him immediately."

Fang Fang clucked his mouth, unable to speak, Qiong Qi took the Fang back and said, "Where can I find it?"

Yun Fang said, "I have to ask you."

Qiongqi expressed that he didn't understand, and retracted the animal pupils, blinking a pair of light amber eyes at him.

"You try to call out the inscription on the forehead and sense his position."

That year Xie Qiuhan fell to the bottom of the cliff and his life was in danger, Yunfang had asked Qiongqi to enter into a spirit beast contract with him.

Although he took Qiongqi, he never used it as a spirit beast to drive him. Instead, he has been serving the uncle, so Qiongqi has no experience in using this deed at all.

Qiongqi closed his eyes for a moment, trying to recall the word "deed".

I saw golden dark lines looming up from its forehead, and its expression slowly sank.

Yunfang has been staring at it with burning eyes.

Until he opened his eyes, Qiongqi said under the eyes that he was going to kill himself to eat meat—Qongqi’s sense of the idiom "can't wait"—"Not only is life safe, but also there is... I can't tell the taste of."

Yun Fang: "Are you talking in human language... Well, it wasn't originally, stretch out your claws and give it to me."

Qiongqi gave him his paw.

Yun Fang slapped his palm punitively, "Put away your nails."

With the sharp claw retracted, Yunfang put palms together with it, carefully feeling the so-called "indescribable taste".

After a while, he was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed drastically. He stood there, as if his whole body was nailed there.

The author has something to say:

The day before yesterday, I went to Mount Qingcheng to see the Luo Tian Dajiao. After I came back, a friend mysteriously told me that I had won the lottery.Then people told me that I was selected by lottery to participate in group gymnastics, and I went to the playground to practice for two hours every night.

I'm going to be blackened on the spot......