Chapter 1145

Once entering the realm of transformation, Jingtian's splendid sword will no longer stick to the image of the article, and will get rid of the cage of sword Qi and shape. After he recited the short poem, there was no wonder or scenic spot, but the rotten iron sword in his hand scattered a clear light. He waved his sword and the light shone brightly. Everyone here was taken away by it. The bright colors were like a silver screen, reflecting a young man with heroic hair and looking forward to life. His eyebrows were the same as the scenery and the sky was the same.

The young man jumped out of the mirror and saw him in white, sick and snowy, painted with red lips and holding a three foot silver Jiao in his hand. He was as beautiful as a fairy in the painting. Everyone looked at him and marveled, praising his character and refinement. The young man is actually the spirit of sword. Once he was born, Jingtian, the main Lord, disappeared between Taixu and hid inside. The spirit of sword is invincible, and he will not appear easily.

The evil sword fairy raised her eyebrows and praised, "good! Reflect the heart with the sword and reverse the true illusion. Your sword intention is really extraordinary!"

"Hey! Evil sword fairy, look at the sword!" The young man in the mirror was heroic and full of pride. He cut the head with a sword, but the sword was lax and it was hard to cut wood and stone. He couldn't break the body protection of the evil sword fairy. He was greatly disappointed by the righteous heroes and laughed at the evil cultivation of the divine family.

The evil sword fairy also couldn't help but say, "it's useless to see in the middle. The silver like Pewter gun head."

"Jingtian! What are you doing? Come back soon!" His fellow disciples were not discouraged, but said they shouldn't trust him easily.

The young man said nothing. He still waved a sword, still soft and weak, just like his first sword.

After all, the evil sword fairy was worried and afraid of the cold mirror of Chu, so she didn't want to play with the young generation any more. When she raised her hand, there was a black sword Qi. The sword Qi was dark and dull. It seemed insipid, but there was also a saying that the name jiuyoutong trace recorded the sword Qi secretly. It was a ghost Qi. It was impeached by an imperial edict to bind it into a sword. It was extremely cold and could most infringe on the Dharma body and pollute Yuangang. Ordinary Taoists would lose their skin and bones when they were attacked by a sword, The yuan God came out of the body, and none of the people present could win by themselves. It can be seen that this tusk skill is involved in nature and is carried along with the road. The evil sword fairy raised his hand and a sword. It was like a black wind in the air. In a moment, he hit the boy and nearly cut him in half.

The young man shouted, but there was no blood flow, but suddenly burst into a clear shadow all over the sky. The people stared at it. The shadows were as numerous as starsand, all empty and light, dancing with a sword. Before we could see the truth, the light soon subsided, and there were more young people in place. Zhuang Su was tall and straight, and the soul of jade bone frost was also holding a three foot front. It was also handsome and sparse. Compared with the previous, it was less arrogant and more stable.

"I'll pay you back!" The young man raised his hand and waved his sword. He made a plain white sword rainbow. In addition to the vast Qi machine, it is correct and unbiased. There are all kinds of wonderful meanings in it, such as imperial edicts, prohibitions and power methods, which are no different from the sword Qi secretly recorded in the trace of Jiuyou.

It can be seen that the mysterious monks are all men of virtue. The heroes immediately cheered.

The sword rainbow flew to. The evil sword fairy didn't notice it for a moment. The body guard was broken. Zhengang cut off a corner of his sleeve. He said with a surprised smile, "is there such a thing?"

The young man didn't answer him. He raised his hand with another sword, which was still the Jiuyou sword learned from the evil sword fairy hand.

"Let's see how many kilograms you have." The evil sword immortal worships the magic weapon to protect the body, calms down, and plays a purple wall and ten square immortal seal. Although this dharma door is a grass-roots creation, it has the highest spirit in the six realms. It was realized only by the Lord of the divine court. When the Dharma seal is achieved, there are ten powerful virtues, including gathering incense, subduing five spirits, calming the mind, breaking life and death, opposing Yin and Yang, immortality, sealing gods, changing stars, reversing the six ways, and opening up the world. Evil sword immortals boast that they are respected by all over the world. It's not boasting. Their talents are unparalleled, which can be seen from this method.

People call the evil sword fairy a first-class devil, who acts mysteriously and has a strong evil spirit. I don't want to be able to use such a grand and atmospheric printing formula, which really makes the heroes stare.

I saw the bright, golden, square seal in the sky, such as the collapse of mountains. The sword Avatar was hit and failed to respond. It was broken and still scattered in the sky. The ten square seal method sounded like a bell, and the sound was late, which made the mountains pale, and the fog rolled over, which made the avatar unable to reunite.

The boundless shadow flickers as it dies.

This time, everyone could see clearly that the clear shadow was the outline of Jingtian. Each illusion was lively and flexible. Although it was only for a moment, it looked full and vaguely seemed to be participating in the practice of enlightenment. The birth and death of the clear shadow, the time is fleeting, describes the gradual maturity, from a young man to a strong man.

"I see! Younger martial brother Jing's sword idea is indeed true and unreal. All these unreal bodies are in the mirror and can turn a hundred years into an instant. If you use these unreal bodies to practice Dharma, you can immediately understand the secrets of the world. Isn't that in an invincible position?"

"It's not as simple as that. The advanced method can't be achieved without first-class root tools. The magic method of this demon head is mysterious and extraordinary. Taoist Jing is young and shallow. I'm afraid it's difficult to see the samadhi in it. Please see, those magic bodies are getting older and older. I'm afraid they won't last forever. If they can't be solved before they die, this time the demon head will win."

It was too late to say, but it was too fast at that time. I saw Qinghong shining in the sky, covering the ten square seal method. An old man waved his fist to break the seal, and was born in high spirits. He looked at his gorgeous hair, haggard appearance, gray snow in his long clothes and standing like a pine and cypress. Although it was called Liuyin to kill his majestic posture, his skin bag took off its appearance, but he showed his wind and bone.

The old man stood with his hands on his back. Outsiders didn't know his past. After a hundred years of enlightenment, he only wanted to break the seal method of the evil sword fairy. The ten immortal seals were highly purposed and profound. If the middle one was overturned by Mount Tai, he was heavy, dizzy and hard to say. It can be said that life is like years and suffering is very serious. It's very conceivable that it's just a dream to go through the wave of robbery and look back.

Although he was just the embodiment of a sword, he had infinite sadness and resentment in his heart. Just when he came to the head, he said, "I'll give it back to you!"

The old man put his sword in the scabbard, pinched his fist as a seal, and pushed it straight towards the devil.

What a big punch! The Zhenxian impeached the God, scattered the spirit soldiers and generals all over the sky, the fog and haze disintegrated, and the purple cloud frame a bright and clear sky. Unexpectedly, it directly broke the spirit summoning array of tianque set up by the evil disciples.

The evil sword fairy didn't dare to underestimate this fist seal. After all, he was clear about the authorities and knew the root of this self-made method. The seal method used by the sword spirit is only similar to that used by the evil sword fairy, but there is a hole in it. It is also free from the cage of the creator and forms its own school. If it is not so, it will not be able to break away from the ten square Zhenxian seal.

The master's demeanor of evil sword immortal also plays another seal method. If he relies on his Taoism, he can criticize the hyperactivity and attack the deficiency directly, and he can break this move without spending power. However, he has to compete with the sword spirit to see who has the better seal method.

The collision of the two seals is like the confluence of rivers and the struggle in the air. The aura around them is rolled and gathered, and the suction is not stopped, making them immortal. The more they fight, the stronger they become, and gradually turn into a huge whirlpool, with streamer and colorful scenery and wonders. Seeing the collapse of the mountains and forests, the people had to retreat for three miles. In this way, the chivalrous men were able to get out of the war. The two sides faced each other far away and no longer fought close.

"Good chance! Everyone evacuate the wounded quickly. Invite heroes from all over the world. Let's fight this Liao together!"

Suddenly out of trouble, the heroes flew swords and sent letters, calling for friends. Some people also cast spells and sent smoke letters in the air. It was clearly visible from thousands of miles around. For a time, there were responses from surrounding towns, villages, sects, temples and other places.

Seeing the situation turn sharply, the evil friars begged for orders and begged the evil sword fairy to lead the people to retreat and avoid the edge of the right way for the time being.

"I'm not busy. I haven't explored the depth of this seat yet." He raised his voice, "jingxiaoyou, your incarnation is in its infancy. Can you fight again?"

Although the spirit of the sword is old, its demeanor is more and more obvious. For example, Cangzhu is tall and straight through the cold, and its color is thick through the winter. He doesn't say anything about the scene. He is about tired, but he still stands still. He raises his hand and presses the sword. The green edge doesn't come out of the scabbard, and there is bone piercing cream.

Judging from his momentum, the evil sword fairy knew that he had painstakingly understood the Tao and could break the seal of Zhenxian in ten directions, which was by no means general. With Jingtian's tiny magic power, even if he fully understands the mystery of the printing method, it is not enough to get rid of it. Since he broke through the trap, he must have another cunning. Otherwise, isn't his evil sword fairy a false name? Is the name of Shifang Zhenxian seal also empty talk?

The old man couldn't move his sword. Naturally, he was waiting for Chu Hanjing to rush for help.

The evil sword fairy smiled coldly, "Jing Xiaoyou, as a swordsman, but you won't believe your sword?"

The sword spirit's heart is like a withered stone, as if it hadn't heard of it. The iron tool in his hand is still in the scabbard, and the cold light hasn't leaked a penny.

After all, the Shinto friar was afraid of the prestige of the first Sword Fairy in the Six Worlds and did not dare to stay. The evil sword fairy suddenly heard that the Chu cold mirror had come to qingluan peak. Without further delay, he concentrated and breathed, and also pulled out the seven foot crape myrtle sword behind him and stabbed it out.

The crowd exclaimed, because the earth fell and the sky fell, and the star man was prosperous. Such a sword, mixed with swords, spirits, spells, divinations and strange doors, shows that the devil's way is high and its moves are excellent. It's hard to describe it. Anyone who comes here should praise it: it's a good sword technique that has been famous in history! The sword light floats like a clear wave, and the wind blows like the breath of the sea. The mountain is destroyed by the mountain, and the river is cut off. There is nothing to stop it. The sword meaning is black and heavy like a cover, covering all the fields. The sword watchers are stiff in limbs, sluggish in mana, confused in spirit, and out of tune within five. It is difficult to resist or save themselves.

Such elegant demeanor is the person of the world.

The sword spirit knew that if this sword could not be stopped, he would die and be seriously injured tonight. He was just an incarnation, and his life was insignificant. If he didn't die, he would win the lives of all his fellow soldiers and live up to the reputation of a chivalrous man.

Hold him and die.

Suddenly throw yourself into the world. The light is like a meteor, breaking the three mysteries of the five aggregates. The sword Qi is like a flash of light, shooting at the boundless sword rainbow.

When the sword spirit attacks, the heroes of the divine sword sect can't resist it. They have to try to save themselves and take their surrounding Taoist friends to avoid the edge.

Tang Xue saw that he was taken by his fellow martial brothers and fled through the air. Looking back, he saw that the stars in the sky were bright, the heaven and earth were covered with frost, and the sword Qi swept through the air, swallowing all things. Birds flew, animals rushed, and mountains, rocks, plants and trees melted into vitality and disappeared without a trace. She looked sadly and couldn't find the figure of Jingtian.

Seeing the sword Qi passing, the heroes fled slowly. They were pressed like flies in glue by the sword intention. Even those with shallow skills had poor internal Qi and suddenly lost their skills and fell to the clouds.

The evil friars laughed loudly, laughing that the heroes were defeated like lost dogs.

At this time, a light burst into the sky, and the horizontal wave mainstay stopped in front of the sword, just like a general at the pass, blocking thousands of troops and horses.

"Jingtian!" Tang Xue saw the shrill call.

Although she couldn't see him, she knew it was Jingtian.

The sword spirit turned into this pillar of Qi with a desperate blow. At first, it was just a finger thick and thin. It didn't hold on hard. It drifted with the current, like fallen leaves in the wind. It couldn't help but turn faster and faster inside. It accumulated and piled up until it integrated the sword Qi around it. It used its strength. However, it had grown from the stems of plants and trees to the surrounding mountains. Therefore, it was launched in an instant, which has turned into a huge breath and a vast ocean tide.

This is Jingtian's sword technique.

The evil sword fairy saw that the friars of the right way were scattered, and the sword pillar was as bright as white jade, and the Qi machine was stable, so she knew that this move was defeated by him.

Even if he is such a hero with unparalleled talent, he can't help feeling that there are heroes in the world, the road is endless, and the sincerity is not lonely.

The evil sword fairy raised her head and looked at the sky. It looked like the sun was flying in the sky. Before people arrived, the sword idea had collapsed half the sky. It was the first Chu cold mirror in the six circles. She regretted and said, "the spirit of the divine sword gate is not exhausted! Hateful! Hateful!" After talking, he turned to the white jade sword column, "jingxiaoyou, you and I still have a day to meet!"

Before his voice fell, he was about to turn and run away. A young man jumped out of the sword column, still in the shape of Jingtian. He looked at each other angrily and said, "evil sword fairy, look at the sword!"

Such a sudden change really shocked the evil sword fairy. He also said that the sword spirit can live with destruction. Isn't it unreasonable?

However, the young man was ignorant and fearless. When he cut the sword, it was still the same as at the beginning. The sword Qi was loose and could not break the protective body. When he cut the sword, it dissipated from then on. Jingtian appeared in the air, faint, exhausted his mana and fell towards the earth.

"Would you rather die than draw a sword? It's really childish." The evil sword fairy was dumb and smiled. Before leaving, she looked deeply at the falling Jingtian and immediately stopped. She stepped out of thin air, shook her sleeves and robes, put away a dry evil cultivation, and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

The devil tower is in a hurry to catch up with the devil, and qingluan is in a hurry to catch up with the devil.

Seeing that the storm of the war was uncertain, she waved her sword to break the two Zhen Xian seals that fought endlessly, swept away the magnificent sword spirit and made the mountains clean. But the original green mountains and green waters have turned into scorched desert. She alienated people from the earth, transplanted plants and trees, and restored the vitality of this place as soon as possible.

Jingtian defeated the plot of the evil sword fairy and saved the fellow friars in danger. His virtue is noble and his ability is outstanding. He is impressive. He is no longer regarded as a useless sinner, but a generation of young Sword Fairy was born in the sky. The reputation of evil sword fairy made him.

After the war, he fell in a valley and drifted by the water. Soon, he was rescued by his fellow senior brother and brought back to zongmen for cultivation.

The elder martial brother's injury eased a little, and then he was busy with the affairs of the sect. He asked the story of qingluan peak from Tang Xuejian, so he reported to Chu Hanjing and clarified the story of the night change one by one.

Chu Han Jing frowned and sighed, "I underestimated the evil sword fairy. Now Qin Xin was designed by him to leave, and the legacy of cloud sect fell into silence again. What tricks would he have next? Wu Nai is really not weak, and I can't help him." She pondered for a moment and asked what Jingtian had done, "what do you see with your own eyes, what's the meaning of your little martial brother's sword?"

The male forked hand of the stone man remained silent for a long time and sighed: "fantastic ideas, profound and mysterious. The upper reaches of the Tao are profound and the lower reaches are infinitely changeable. If its god startles the Hong to cross the snow, it is faint and distant and cannot be looked at. It seems to have the righteousness of the hidden form of the Taiyin. Its Qi is like a flower hidden at the bottom of a leaf. It has no appearance and no color. It flows along with its heart, and it can be combined with the ingenious structure of the creation of the sun. I'd better do better."

"Even immortal xiuluan praises him like this. It seems that he is really good. He is a reincarnation of a divine man. He was born extraordinary. It's hard for him not to stick to the past world and live into a true self. In this way, he can live up to the inheritance of the divine sword. It's rare to say such strange materials, but his personality is more important than his ability to practice the Tao. In your opinion, does he have the determination and courage to be the leader of the right way?"

Shi renxiong felt happy and shook his head. "Younger martial brother Jing is an idle man. He is competent to punish and eliminate evil when he is a famous Xia, but it is really difficult for him to know others and do good deeds. In my opinion, younger martial sister Tang has such exquisite ideas and means."

Chu Han Jing smiled, "it reminds me of the past."

"What does Taoist friend Chu mean by this?"

"At the beginning, martial uncle Yun was the same. He was more lazy by nature. Although he took the position of the leader of the divine sword sect, he didn't spend a good day in office. He usually left all the affairs to master Han."

"Such a coincidence is fate."

"Yes, there are few men in the world who are not greedy for power. If they simply can't be sincere in kendo, it's hard to look at the back of the sages all their life. It's hard to predict the gains and losses by drinking and pecking." Chu Hanjing thought for a moment, and secretly had a plan. He asked Shi renxiong to leave and sent a message to Tang Xuejian to tell her when she was free.

After Jingtian woke up, the first thing he saw was Tang Xuejian.

He opened his eyes but didn't get up and looked sideways. At this time, Tang Xue saw sitting by the window warming the sword device. The sunshine in the sunny day clearly reflected the plain appearance. When she was quiet, she was really different from the fiery young lady. Strange to say, she clearly didn't turn her head and look, but she seemed to know everything, "is the great poet willing to wake up?"

Jingtian just woke up. Seeing the happy girl, he immediately missed her. But he couldn't say it, so he just called out.

"See you in the snow."

"What?" Tang Xue looked at him with a spring breeze on her face, and she was happy and angry.

"Nothing." Jingtian sat up. His face was frosty and colorless. He raised his hand and stroked his heart. The blue jade bead was still hidden close to his body and never lost. He was relieved and speechless for a moment.

"Now that you're awake, I won't serve you." Miss Tang put away the rainbow shadow sword and went out immediately.

"See you in the snow!" Jingtian called again.

"So what?" Tang Xue stopped behind the door and didn't turn around.

"You're back. Be careful all the way."

Tang Xue saw a sneer, nodded, stopped talking and pushed the door away.

I'll go. Jingtian is sedentary and boring, and he wakes up after a long sleep. He wanted to go out and look at the scenery and relax his mind. However, considering that he had fought with evil sword immortals before, he suffered from Limited cultivation and was unable to fully describe the meaning of the sword, resulting in failure, so he decided to retreat and practice hard. Take a bottle of yellow bud nourishing pill and swallow it with water. When the stomach is warm, the two Qi of camp and health grow and circulate, and the essence is abundant, he immediately began to meditate, regulate breathing and accumulate mana.

As far as the method of cultivating Qi is concerned, the most popular one in the world today is the "Sixteen jade floor cave truth formula", which was created by Murong Ziying, the master of the divine sword. The pulse of the method is inherited from Qionghua immortal sect and combined with the "internal Qi handling method" of yunzong. It takes the advantages of the two and complements each other. After many revisions in his later years, it finally becomes an unparalleled divine skill. It can not only obtain the essence of the road, but also lose the orderly and gradual organization. It can benefit both the superior and the inferior, and spread it to the world for all Kunlun sects, All beings in the six realms are wide and familiar with it.

Jingtian learned this set of skills from his father. In order to teach him, his father went to the bookstore in Yuzhou City to buy a printed version of the "Sixteen jade floor cave truth formula", which was brand-new. At that time, it made him happy as a little boy for a long time. Unfortunately, his father left early and didn't finish teaching. After his father died, Jingtian taught himself and practiced himself. He hasn't slacked off for more than ten years, which is also a small achievement. Since I entered the divine sword sect, I can ask your fellow predecessors for advice. Originally I only focused on practicing foolishly and recklessly. Now I know a lot of tricks and practice more smoothly.

Cultivation has always been difficult, and accumulating mana is the first difficulty.

Different schools have different methods, so take the sixteen jade floor cave truth formula as an example. At the beginning of practice, we should use the three elements of essence, Qi and spirit to transform the internal breathing. In this way, we can expand the internal breathing to hundreds of channels around us. Then we can understand the spiritual opportunities of heaven and earth and accept them, and the internal breathing can be channeled to obtain magic power. This magic power is like a person's fingers and palms. It can move as one pleases. The movement and stillness are appropriate. The mind does not fall, and the magic power does not disperse.

Taoist mana is inspired by the cosmic magic opportunity and is similar in quality. Therefore, it can draw the power of heaven and earth and pick the weight of a thousand Jun with a little. Only in this way can we see the practice of Taoism. However, it is also the reaction of heaven and earth Qi machine, which has the principle of five elements generating and conquering, and the change of yin and Yang circulation. In order to keep the mana pure and free from miscellaneous Qi, there are Dan Ding sect to refine gold pills, dragon and tiger sect to condense talismans, Qingcheng sect to open up Zifu, and eight Kunlun sects to be all inclusive and have their own strengths, which can be regarded as a smooth path.

The sixteen jade mansions cave truth formula has been revised several times, regardless of the method. The most widely circulated version today is to open up the purple mansion. The divine will and magic power are integrated into each other, and can be refined without hard cultivation and polishing. The stronger the magic power, the wider the purple mansion, the nourishment of the divine will and the growth of intelligence. It can be said that it is of infinite benefits and is often used by many demons for enlightenment.

Kendo friars have different schools. They use mind instead of spirit to enlighten internal breathing. Therefore, the quality of mana is particularly special. Sword cultivation in the world is different. If you have a strong mind, you will have powerful mana. Therefore, most novices are headstrong and domineering. However, your mind is illusory and turns with the situation. You never have constant strength. A single thought is like the abyss of heaven. If you want to go further, you need to sharpen things in the world. You can be calm when you see the wind and frost, so you can not be arrogant or dangerous. Since ancient times, swordsmen have been rebellious, which is exactly why.

When Jingtian first practiced, he imitated his father and adopted the spirit of five winds and spirits to form mana. After understanding the meaning of the sword, he was instructed by his senior brother to use the meaning of the sword to enlighten internal breathing and practice his skills. It is more mysterious than before, and his savings are faster. One day's meditation is better than one month's skill.

Magic power is rare, and Taoism is more mysterious. No matter what kind of monk, you should painstakingly understand the root of the universe. All powerful practitioners are not famous for their magical powers. The elder of the Tao can be the teacher of the world.

For example, those Shinto friars are worshipped by believers. They have unlimited incense to ignite internal breathing. Their mana accumulation is very fast. They often become meteorological within a few years. However, they do not know the number of days and do not know their mind. After all, they are nothing but clay and wood sculptures.

Jingtian didn't have many fights with the evil cultivation of the shintoid. He was surprised that they all had deep magic power and great wealth. He envied them for a time. Then he was relieved. It wasn't that he cherished the world and couldn't bear to be subordinate to all sentient beings. Jingtian regarded himself as a small person and never considered to work others. He was just confident that the sword in his hand was enough to kill all monsters. It's a helpless thing to be young and lack of Taoist skills. If he doesn't have enough mana, he has to work harder.

Tang Xue saw that she went out and immediately went to see Chu Hanjing. She had been summoned for many days and just took care of Jingtian, who was in a coma, so she didn't stay away.

She thought the headmaster's summons was just to ask about the situation of that night, so she practiced words and sentences in her stomach all the way, trying to be a little more detailed, so as to avoid being confused when making a statement. She didn't want her to come to the closed door of the headmaster and couldn't respond three times. Tang Xue thought, "the leader is busy. I'm afraid he won't repair here at this time." I planned to visit again another day, but I vaguely smelled some bloody smell. I was surprised. How can there be bloody smell in such a clean and closed place? When she strode in, she saw that Chu Hanjing was lying on the ground, dying, and a pool of blood was bleeding under her body.

"Headmaster!" Tang Xuejian hurriedly came forward to check and found that Chu Hanjing was unconscious. He frowned and thought for a moment and sent a message to Mr. Xia, the elder in the door.

Xia Yuanchen arrived soon after receiving the letter. He was shocked to see that Chu Hanjing was injured and fainted. "Miss Chu was injured? Who can hurt him so?"

Tang Xue was anxious when he met. "Mr. Xia, I only informed you about this. I know you have extensive knowledge and good medical skills. Please think of a way to save the leader!"

Xia Yuanchen put Chu's cold mirror in place. After some diagnosis, he shook his head and sighed, "this problem is difficult to cure. She's going to die."

"How could this be?" Tang Xue was very sad for a moment and was deeply distressed. "The master of the Chu clan has unparalleled martial arts. Why is he going to die suddenly? Mr. Xia, are you joking?"

"Well, she can't die for a while, but if she goes on like this, she won't last until the end of the month. She's clearly distracted. I'm afraid something happened to her sister."

"The Lord of Chu has another sister? But what does the sister's accident have to do with her?"

Xia Yuanchen looked worried. "Miss Tang, you don't know. The head of the Chu clan is an elf born of a Thoreau tree planted by Shennong at the beginning, which is called Thoreau tree fairy. But this Thoreau tree turns into Shuangshu. She has the same life with her sister Chu biyin. One person dies and the other will die."

"Should we save her sister now?"

"I'm afraid it's too late. But anyway, you need to find out who's making trouble. Contact your trusted colleague and go to the Shennong cave of Emperor Yan quickly. There should be Shi renxiong in charge of the affairs in the door. There will be no trouble." Xia Yuanchen pointed out the location of Shennong cave and hurried away.

Tang Xue saw that she was bleary for a moment and looked at the dying Chu cold mirror on her sickbed. She felt as if she were separated from the world.

The sky of the divine sword gate collapsed.