The world's first fairy gate

In the dojo, on the central altar, the first person to fall was an old man.

Among the pillars of the country and monks wrapped in silk, he looked very different.

He was thin and bony, with gray temples, sticking behind his ears, wearing a half-new commoner clothes, and carrying a sword wrapped in rags, behind him was only a childish boy with a round face, perhaps a sword boy, but that Jiantong was so frightened that he burst into tears, and sat down on the ground, hugging the old man's arm, not knowing who was holding whom.

The little boy cried and shouted: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you, Grandpa, who will save me, Grandpa..."

A pair of clean and strong hands stretched out and supported the old man.

The little boy was even more frightened, "You...you..."

The old man glanced at Kong Ming who was extending his helping hand, and slowly but firmly pushed his hand away, "Little fish, help me up."

The little boy was on the verge of crying, and helped the old man up amidst a burst of coughing that emptied his heart and lungs.

Those who see hide their faces.

This is the Beichuan Glacier Sword Master. Once the sword is out of the sheath, no one can compete with him.

He hasn't shown his face for a hundred years, and no one thought that he would look like this when he appeared again.

The Juggernaut has a withdrawn personality and has no other interests except martial arts and practice. He has practiced alone in the cold Beichuan all year round. He has no family or sect. Except for one apprentice in his early years, he has no other people around him. Later, he became so old that his apprentice died. After that, he brought up his apprentice's child, the boy beside him.

The Dayan Seven Killing Formation may have a heart, and they also know how to bully the weak and fear the strong, so they first took the old sword master's knife, dried up his sea of ​​consciousness, and sucked up his true energy, which was a lucky draw.

Kong Ming watched coldly, and suddenly asked: "Were you injured when you came here?"

Although the Juggernaut is old, he is a person who almost aspires to the Dao after all, so he is not so weak.

The Juggernaut clutched his chest, coughing and panting non-stop, and had no time to answer questions, so Kong Ming shifted his gaze to the little boy.

The little boy was as courageous as a needle, and immediately sold the old sword master with trembling lips: "Come on, there was a man on the way here, he said that grandpa is a sword master, and he wanted to fight, so grandpa drew his sword with him ..."

Next to him, a tall and rough Wuxiu immediately said angrily: "Which ignorant boy is he! I'll catch him and make amends to you—" He paused, then turned his head subtly, "Why are you pulling my waistband? "

The people around him let go immediately, and under everyone's gaze, they wished they could jump off the stage as a meat skewer.

Is this Wuxiu really here to expose people's weaknesses?

The Juggernaut raised his eyes, and there was a wide stripe on his forehead with a sword of Fengshuang. The old man said calmly, "Thank you, but I'm just a nobody."

Are there any monks who respect the old and love the young?On the bright side, there are.

But it seems insignificant compared to the law of the jungle and the fight to fame.

The Juggernaut used to be a landmark on the journey of every monk who entered the Tao with martial arts. He will always stand in the extreme north, looking up to the mountains.

But even he can't withstand old age and frailty, nor can he withstand the menacing waves of the Yangtze River.

The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, things hurt its kind, the mountain has collapsed, why bother to step on it?

Kong Ming took out a bottle of elixir and handed it out with a gentle expression, "Child, come here and give it to your grandpa."

The Juggernaut didn't hold back, and asked Xiao Tong to fetch it.

After taking the medicine and resting for a while, his complexion really improved a lot.

The Juggernaut raised his eyes, took the changes in the formation into his eyes, and realized, "This is the Dayan Seven Killing Formation?"

Kong Ming nodded.

The Sword Master said: "In the beginning, the qi divided yin and yang, created the universe, gave birth to insects, fish, birds, and beasts, and gave birth to the human race, who is the leader of all spirits, but this time it went in reverse, cutting off the aura of the human race. , Turning yin and yang into chaos and gathering vitality is indeed extremely exquisite, and it will not be long before there will be no good fortune of life and death in this formation, and it will return to the state of primordial enlightenment, forming a small world of its own."

Kong Ming said politely: "The Juggernaut is right, he really has seen the great way."

"But what you want is not this small world, is it?"

"Of course not, the Dayan Seven Killing Formation is not limited to this small world," Kong Ming said with a smile. Dongliang, the city lords of the various states, everyone's luck is involved in the variables of the world, how could it be just this small world?"

There are so many connections among the people here, the Sword Master couldn't help sighing: "Why are all living beings so innocent, and why are you bothered."

"He Gu? Why bother?" Kong Ming repeated, smiled to himself, turned his head and asked the Juggernaut, "Juvenile Master, you clearly have a glimpse of the Dao, but you can't fly, and you are old and weak, are you willing? "

"Life and death are up to fate, success or failure depends on the sky, we should take it lightly."

"Oh? Can you be indifferent when you lose at the hands of an unknown pawn?"

"nature."

"Oh?" Kong Ming pointed to the demon cultivator lying on the ground, "The sword master can be indifferent, but look at this demon cultivator, who was forced to fall into the demon sect by natural disasters and man-made disasters, how can he be indifferent?"

The sword master was speechless.

Although he understands the principle of karma and reincarnation, but it is for himself, but he really can't say it to other sentient beings.

Seeing that he couldn't answer, Kong Ming gave a low laugh and said, "The Sword Master can't tell the truth?"

"You ask why all living beings are innocent, and why am I? Isn't that obvious?"

Kong Ming walked to the edge of the altar, and there were many struggling monks under his feet. He looked at the distance with his hands behind his back amidst the wailing, "In today's world, villains rule the way, and chaos abounds. We respect the Dao, but the Dao treats all living beings like dogs. , How can people crawl under it again? What I want, destroy the way of heaven, and make a new law. From now on, all things are equal, and there will be no birth, old age, sickness, and death.

Before the Sword Master could speak, the crowd was already in an uproar.

To destroy the way of heaven, new legislation?

The way of heaven, formless and wordless, exists among the creatures in the form of luck, making the world bow its head.

But he wants to kill all the talents in the world with this killing array, and use up half of his luck, and the power of heaven will naturally be cut by half, and he will no longer be able to bear the weight of good fortune.

Is he insane to use the method of killing and breaking the Tao?

The sword master let out a long sigh: "You are stupefied."

Kong Ming said, "It's rare for me to be so sober."

The Juggernaut took off the long sword wrapped in rags from his back, used it as a crutch, walked through a pool of blood, and staggered to Kong Ming, "The dead cannot be chased. Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable. I hope you will turn back in time." , be cautious in the end as in the beginning."

Kong Ming met the Juggernaut's wrinkled eyes.

The Juggernaut is an old man, his eyes have seen thousands of mountains and rivers, the vicissitudes of life, and he is completely transparent in walking to the poor.

Take a break.

No one knew what he was thinking.

The Juggernaut was seriously injured, and he only lasted for a moment after taking the elixir. The formation continuously devoured his true energy. At this moment, he couldn't hold on any longer. He staggered and was supported by the little apprentice.

Seeing his frail appearance, Kong Ming lowered his eyelashes, and said softly and word by word: "Sword Master, you have been living in poverty all your life, but now you have eaten fish for me, why should you persuade me to turn back?"

The Juggernaut knew he couldn't persuade him, so his lips moved, but he didn't speak anymore, and the frost falling between his brows finally disappeared.

There was silence on the altar, only the wails from all directions rushed in layer after layer, wrapping everyone up and immobilizing, and sadness filled their hearts.

At this time, a person stood up and asked calmly: "Dare to ask Master Kong Ming, where will you go to find your so-called 'laws' after the decline of the heavenly way?"

This person is wearing a blue brocade robe, every detail is extravagant, and his appearance is elegant, like a son of a wealthy family.

Kong Ming recognized the identity of this person, and he was very interested, "I naturally have my own way... When I met City Lord Fang, I remembered a past event. You came to the mountains to ask to marry my apprentice, do you still remember?" ?”

City Lord Fang blushed slightly, but did not show it on his face, "You are just young and frivolous."

Back then when Shen Xiao came down the mountain, he caught a glimpse and fell in love with him at first sight. The other party deceived him and said that he was Honglan, the senior sister of Taixuan Palace. very.

"What is the real way?"

He has a good demeanor, even though the two sides were hostile while being imprisoned and killed, he didn't speak harshly. He is the lord of the city, so he won't cry.

Kong Ming raised his right hand and transformed into a palm-sized Jin Ou.

The whole body of Jin Ou is round, shiny and magnolia, hanging in the air, the whole body is still, when the wind, thunder, rain, snow and lightning arrive there, it will turn into nothingness.

In the center of Jin'ou, a small man sat cross-legged, quietly closing his eyes.

City Lord Fang glanced inside, and his face turned pale with shock—"Shen Xiao!?"

Everyone felt strange, and looked forward, it turned out that the body of Shen Xiao was actually contained in the little Jin Ou.

As the exclamation fell, the trumpet Shenxiao opened his eyes, smiled compassionately, with a peaceful face, like an eternal god.

How weird this is.

Everyone felt cold sweat on their backs, and immediately remembered the legendary puppet technique, and the master-student rebellion in Zixiao Mountain many years ago.

Kong Ming was really ruthless, one apprentice was forced into the magic gate, and the other was imprisoned in such a palm-sized golden Ou.

Tai Shang forgets feelings, so Da Gong, under the guise of doing justice for the heavens, is completely motivated by his own selfish desires, so what crooked ways can he lead to!

Holding the golden ou in his hand, Kong Ming said, "This is my solution."

What kind of solution is it to imprison the body of a pro-disciple in a golden Ou! ?

Before he could say the following words, City Lord Fang's eyes flashed, and he pulled out a wolf hair brush from his waist with lightning speed. The pen extended three feet, and it flew away like a spirit snake, piercing towards Kong Ming's right hand. palm.

It turns out that he wears a Langhao pen tied around his waist, which is used as an accessory when he is not moving, and it is a weapon for surprise when he starts to move his hands.

Kong Ming's expression remained unchanged, he bent back slightly, and the pen tip was avoided within half an inch of him.

City Lord Fang flicked his wrist, the pen turned a corner halfway, made an arc, and continued towards Kong Ming.

Kong Ming stretched out a finger, and pinched it lightly, and the pen, whose whereabouts could only be captured as a phantom, stopped its attack and was caught between his two fingers.

"City Master Fang is a wolf with so many tricks, but he lost his strength," he commented, with a cold light in his eyes.

City Lord Fang's pupils constricted, and he couldn't move. He let him shatter the pen, and the ruthless energy came towards him along with the pen——

At this moment, a beast's roar sounded in his ears, and it slammed into his sea of ​​consciousness, and the true energy that imprisoned him dissipated.

City Master Fang hurriedly let go, the pen fell to the ground and broke into pieces of waste wood.

If he hadn't let go in time, he would have ended up like this.

When City Lord Fang was afraid, suddenly there was someone beside him.

He turned his head to look, and saw that this person had a handsome appearance, with silver hair and shawls, and a pale complexion, but he was dressed in pitch black, like...a snowflake in the boundless night.

The person said indifferently: "The more tricks there are, the more loopholes they will be full of loopholes. It is true that they are not good at learning."

Seeing him, Kong Ming's expression suddenly changed, adding a bit of sadness that no one could tell.

The person who came also looked at him, and there was a dark tide in his seemingly calm eyes.

The farewell a hundred years ago was an embarrassing escape, and the goodbye today is another game of life and death.

It's a pity that City Lord Fang couldn't read the atmosphere between the two. He looked at "Snow Flower" and moved his throat slightly, "Please, what is the name of the hero Gao? I am Fang Yu, City Lord of Qingcheng. Qingcheng, Qingcheng is located in In Lingnan, the four seasons are like spring, full of emerald green, the most good place to avoid the cold, if the hero comes, the city lord will prepare a red stove with bouillon..."

The man frowned and ignored him.

"It's easy to say, his name is Hong Lan," another person came out from behind him, and said with a smile, "City Master Fang promises to play with you some other day."

He was an ordinary and indifferent Taoist, and he was accompanied by a fierce boy by his side.

"..."

City Lord Fang murmured, "Honglan?...Honglan!"

He took a step back suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

There was also discussion among the people behind him.

As a wonderful flower, the surprise in Fang Chengzhu's chest is different from that of other people.

What he remembered was the Lantern Festival night market a hundred years ago, when the jade pot turned brightly and the phoenix flute sounded, he got off his horse and chased after the beauty through the crowd to show his heart, while the beauty sized him up for a while and smiled, "Well, I It's Honglan, the elder sister of Taixuan Palace, just come and look for me."

City Lord Fang looked at the indifferent Taoist with a strange expression, then retreated silently into the crowd, covering his face.

He still needs face.