Chapter 89

Zhao La Yue stretched out her right hand.

Well nine stretched out his left hand.

Hold it.

The wind blows.

Flying sword breaks through the air.

A hole appeared between the clouds and gradually closed.

A faint red line remained in the air, emitting a faint smell of blood.

They didn't say goodbye to the crowd, and even didn't say a word to Xi wangsun, which seemed a little rude. It's just that there are so many things happening today that people's hearts are still shocked. They can't think of it at all. People who occasionally think of it even think that only in this way can they accord with the impression left by the girl of Shenmo peak.

Looking at the red line gradually disappearing in the sea breeze, he murmured to the evening book, "is this the frost sword left by the real person?"

When he said this, he felt some emotion, and his clean face had an expression of admiration and longing.

Zhongzhou sect has more talented disciples. He is only one of them. He knows that there are countless talents in the world.

What kind of person can be called a real genius? Only time can prove it.

Countless once gifted people, because they were blocked at a practice gate, disappeared from the crowd until they disappeared. Such things happen too much in the practice world.

Who is the real peerless genius for hundreds of years? Of course, the farthest one.

For thousands of years, there has been only one ascender in Chaotian mainland, that is Jingyang.

The more a genius like xiangwanshu knows how great Jingyang is.

It is often mentioned that Zhao Layue inherited the inheritance of Jingyang immortal. Not to mention him, his senior brother Tong Yan is also a little envious.

At this time, the young monk of Guocheng temple came to the old monk, pointed to his mouth and shouted twice, looking a little worried.

Some people wondered if he was a mute. The monk who knew Guocheng temple had guessed that the young monk was practicing closed mouth meditation.

The young monk is asking: those two green mountain Taoist friends have left. Do I still want to practice closed mouth meditation?

The old monk said, "OK."

Relieved, the young monk looked at the disappearing red line in the sky and said a word loudly.

His voice is very loud, like an ancient temple evening bell, ringing through Yuntai.

"Come and return when you're happy. It's really immortal's style..."

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"Immortal family style? I'm afraid it's the devil's means, and the mainland will usher in another scourge... "

Standing in Haizhou City, looking at the sword light and the clear light brought by magic weapons scattered everywhere towards the sky, Shi FengChen said a sentence without expression.

The subordinates didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. They thought that today's arrest of the murderer actually caught the big man of Qingshan sect. Qingtian division really lost his face. Sir, even if you say more such words, it doesn't mean anything. Can it make the people in the world think that Qingshan immortal is the devil?

Shi FengChen did not explain. He said this because in his opinion, Zhao Layue looked like a big thing in the spiritual world many years ago.

That big thing also traveled around the world and advocated killing to stop evil. I'm afraid more people died under his sword than in March.

But in the end, the big thing fell into the devil's way and became the biggest scourge in the spiritual world.

This matter is a real secret. Almost no one in the spiritual world knows it. Not even many people in Qingshan sect know it.

By chance, he learned the secret from the former manager of Qingtian company.

He has made up his mind to spend all his contacts and resources in the first half of his life after returning to the Chaoge City, so as to strive for the opportunity to enter the palace and face the saint.

If he can see the face of heaven, he must find a way to let his majesty connect Zhao Layue with the scourge of that year.

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Qingshan nine peaks, Shangde peak is the coldest, Yunxing peak is the most dangerous, Shenmo peak is the most isolated, and Tianguang peak is the highest.

In early spring, everything recovers, and the trees on Tianguang peak are already lush. Looking around, it is a pleasant green, which is very pleasing to the eyes.

A tall figure stood on the Bank of the cliff. Looking at such a landscape, the breath was cold.

"He's really alive and has been looking for you?"

The object of his speech was not a man, but a long haired white cat.

The white ghost, one of the four guards, left Bihu peak and came here today for some reason.

There is a monument at the top of Tianguang peak, which is carried by a stone turtle.

The stone turtle is very big, with a radius of ten feet.

The white ghost squatted on the top of the stone turtle, which looked small by contrast.

He ignored the man's words, kept licking his hair, then washed his face, very seriously.

——The message has been brought. It's none of my business why your uncles and nephews deliberately pretend not to know each other.

The white ghost has a strong curiosity about many things. There is a saying in castle peak that is it.

The problem is another proverb. It remembers better - Curiosity Kills cats.

"I didn't arrange this, but I know and support it. To repair the sword on the green mountain, we must produce the sword. Therefore, the two forgetting peaks exist. The blood of the younger generation cannot be cooled by us. I know what he is worried about, but I believe that every generation is better than every other. What master and he can't do, it's not possible that today's children can't do either. " The white ghost didn't stop washing his face, but his vision passed through the lightning waving front paw and fell on the figure. Looking at each other's back, it gives birth to a strong impulse. Do you want to try a sneak attack? Like the night at Bihu peak two years ago, this temptation is too strong. Finally, the white ghost gave up the idea because he knew he couldn't beat each other. This made the white ghost a little angry. He stopped washing his face and stretched his claws to the top of the turtle's head. As a garrison of green mountain, its strength is terrible. Its sharp claws are countless times stronger than most flying swords. At the top of Bihu peak, he scratched a claw and directly hit the well nine and flew to the lake hundreds of feet away, leaving him injured for half a year. It obviously has no force left in this scratch. Won't the stone turtle directly break into powder? Such a picture did not happen. The stone turtle was not broken, nor cracked, no trace, not even a white seal. An ancient and long breath appeared at the top of the cliff. The stone turtle slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were a little confused. He didn't seem to know what had happened. It turned out to be a living creature. The man turned around. He was tall, quiet and peaceful in his eyes and unfathomable in his breath. He was the leader of green mountain“ Where did Yuangui offend you? You must wake it up if you have a good sleep. " The white ghost can break the mountain and lake with one claw and let Shenmo peak listen to the well cough for half a year. At this time, it can only wake up the stone turtle. But it's not embarrassing. As a companion who has lived together in Castle Peak for thousands of years, the white ghost certainly knows that the other party has rough skin and thick meat and will not be hurt at all. Because the other side is also the guard of Castle Peak - Yuangui“ You're not embarrassed, but I, the leader of green mountain, don't even have a sword. Is it a little embarrassed? " The headmaster looked at the stone tablet carried by the stone turtle and said, "anyway, he's coming back. If you really want to stop it, you can exchange it." The stone tablet is very wide, very straight and very large. It is like a hill cut open. The surface is very smooth without any words. There is a sword at the top of the stone tablet, just like a little dog tied on the top of a girl's head. Is that the legendary Chengtian sword? But if you look carefully, you can find that the sword... Has no handle, and the middle is empty. Chengtian sword is not a sword, but a scabbard! A scabbard is actually called Chengtian. What kind of sword was once held in it（ It will be on the shelves tomorrow. I'm thinking about whether to write a speech on the shelves. Well, I'll still write a little. A few very simple words will be sent out on time when it goes on the shelves at 12 o'clock, but this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation