Chapter 453

Well nine didn't control the sword, not because of habit, but for safety.

As a conservative, I met three Xuanyin believers as soon as I came out of the ground. I always have to find out what happened in Lengshan first.

There was a lonely mountain rising with the terrain in front of him. He went up.

The higher the mountain, the lighter the color of the weeds on the ground, from yellow to white, just like snow.

When he reached the highest point of the lonely mountain, he sat down. There was a cliff in front of him, and there was still a wasteland under the cliff.

Cosmo Feng left his hand, cut down the frost grass, piled it on his body and the ground, and then quietly got into the grass.

Well nine converged his breath and became an insignificant stone. Even if someone walked in front of him, it was difficult to find his existence.

He looked at the wasteland in front of the cliff, and the grass that was difficult to find nearby would turn sporadic green if separated far away.

He remembered that it was early spring.

Early spring is not only a beautiful day for all things to grow, but also a day for the green mountain sword bearing conference.

The boy can climb so high on the Jianfeng. He looks so natural after seeing himself and Zhao Layue. He rolls down the mountain with his head in his arms. He is really a material that can be made. I don't know whether Gu Qing has done it properly.

He is learning from his senior brother to avoid the helpless ending of his previous life.

It's always good to have more disciples and helpers, such as Fang Jingtian, chicken and corpse dog, such as the sea crossing monk, xuanyinzi and the Ming master who just met him.

That's why he received Liu ten years old in that small mountain village, followed by Zhao Layue, Gu Qing, Yuanqu, and the boy who doesn't know his name yet.

Of course, if Liu Ci and Yuan riding a whale appear in their apprentices, it may bring more trouble.

The meeting with master Ming did not reach an agreement, and it seemed that it was impossible to convince the other party, but he confirmed some things, so he was in a good mood.

Elder martial brother was cheated by him.

Master Ming knows he is Jing Jiu, but he doesn't know or think he is Jingyang.

Otherwise, when he said that, master Ming should laugh.

——"I'm good at persuading his disciples to betray him."

It took him a long time to come up with this sentence. It should be very interesting.

Master Ming is his third disciple. Why didn't he respond?

According to his understanding, elder martial brother is a very interesting and interesting person, and so should the disciples taught by elder martial brother. Master Ming didn't respond, which means he didn't believe that Jing Jiu was Jingyang at all - since this sentence was not said by the party concerned, it's naturally boring, but it will only appear absurd and speechless.

Well, Yuan riding a whale may be an exception.

Jing Jiu found that his judgment was not completely reliable and there were loopholes in logic. He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He thought that he should find time to go to Defeng after returning to Castle Peak and tell yuan Qijing what he said to see his reaction.

While thinking about these things, he had seen the wasteland under the cliff.

On the hundreds of miles of wasteland, the weeds that occasionally straightened up and the ice streams that still had no thawing traces could not escape his sword eyes.

Naturally, those Xuanyin believers were clearly seen by him.

322 people.

At a distance, he could not judge the realm strength of those Xuanyin believers. He could only judge from the clothes. There were at least more than ten elders.

Those Xuanyin believers are in groups of three, with a fixed distance between each group. They look like pieces on a chessboard. They have sealed the wasteland to ensure that no one can escape. Even if that person can kill three Xuanyin believers in an instant like Jing Jiuyi, it is difficult to break through this big net.

Jing Jiu's sight moved to the Northwest with the distribution trend of those Xuanyin believers, and fell somewhere thousands of miles away.

There is a red canyon, which is full of the dryness of fire pulse. Even if it is so far away, it can feel dangerous. It is the general altar of Xuanyin sect.

When Jing Jiu took Gu Qing to the West Sea a few years ago, he passed by in the sky here.

That night, he witnessed the power of the burning sun flag and felt a murderous sight.

He knew who the line of sight came from.

Because of his adoptive father Shi FengChen, the little cripple had an extreme intention to kill him and Zhao Layue.

At that time, Jing Jiu told Gu Qing that he would kill him if he had the chance.

He looked at his right hand.

The body has been soaked in the hot and high-temperature magma for such a long time. For example, it is much softer and can be shaped very conveniently.

Judging from the shape, there is no difference between his right hand and his left hand.

But it also brings some disadvantages, which is related to softness.

Soft can overcome hard, but it can not replace some functions of hard.

His right hand has recovered a lot, sharp enough, but it is still a little short of the absolute state.

That point can not be seen or even perceived by the naked eye. To put it more subtly, it may not even be a real existence.

Even demon bones can't wear this off.

Well nine looked again at the red canyon thousands of miles away.

The fire carp should have been hurt by the burning sun flag.

The burning sun flag is worthy of being an evil demon, and its power is really terrible.

Even if his right hand is restored, can he kill Wang Xiaoming holding this flag?

He once again discovered a weakness of Qingshan sect.

Castle Peak is obsessed with sword repair. He disdains or is not used to using magic weapons.

This habit has lasted for tens of thousands of years, forming a strange situation, that is, Qingshan sect has no magic weapon.

Of course, if the sword technique of the nine peaks of green mountain is practiced to the extreme, it can even evolve into the power of Taoism or magic weapon.

But it's not a real magic weapon after all.

If an ordinary Zhongzhou sect disciple holds a ten thousand li seal, he will have one more life, such as luohuainan.

An ordinary Xuanyin sect disciple has the power to pass through the heaven after mastering the burning sun flag, such as Wang Xiaoming.

But what's the use of an ordinary green mountain disciple holding a three foot sword?

Yuanqu can go to the West Sea and cut the flying whale into 3000 pieces?

The sword rises with people.

Jing Jiu shook his head, and then some confusion arose. The leader of Xiaoming sect already had the burning sun flag. What magic weapon was he interested in, and he put on such a big array.

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The red canyon didn't feel Jing Jiu's gaze. It was still silent and hot as usual.

After all, Xuanyin sect is a big evil sect with a history of thousands of years. Even if it was killed by Qingshan, its details still exist. At the beginning, he Zhenren, the leader of Kunlun, only dared to watch from a distance. During the battle of Yuntai, Tan Zhenren came to frighten the evil spirits in Lengshan mountain and didn't fall into the clouds. Obviously, he was afraid.

There are several cliff caves on the mountain wall deep in the canyon. After the muggy air wears through, it will become much cooler.

Su Qige, the former patriarch, lay on his couch, looked at the high cliff standing at the edge of the cave, with a mocking smile on his face, and said: "in the past, the burning sun flag was only the base of this large array, and he couldn't leave at all. How could he think that he could play such a terrible power now? Now I wonder, do you regret it?"

Gao ya, as an elder of seven generations, has lived in this canyon for countless years. He is naturally familiar with the burning sun flag. Listening to this, his face can't help looking ugly. He said in a deep voice: "the leader of the sect holds the burning sun flag, which can kill all the gods in the world. It's a great good thing for our sect. What can I regret?"

Su Qige smiled and said, "I said at the beginning that if you borrow him to drive away Su ziye, you will seek skin from the tiger. The leader is really not good at intrigues and other means, but he can never be your puppet, because he is born a true devil. "

Gao Ya sneered and said, "you've said that too many times. What do you want to do?"

Su ziye said, "I also said... If this continues, one day, the shadow will come again."

Gao Ya knew that he was talking about the tragedy of that year.

At that time, Xuanyin sect ran rampant in the northern mainland, which can be said to be the most powerful evil sect since the blood demon sect.

At that time, the patriarch was gifted and possessed unparalleled magic skills. He called himself Xuanyin Zi and was arrogant in the name of the sect.

But that is too arrogant, and finally offended the wrong people.

The two real people of Qingshan took the strong ones of Jiufeng to the north and killed Xuanyin sect. Even the ancestral hall was destroyed.

Xuanyinzi was forced to escape into the ground. He never saw the sun and became a poor sword dodger.

Su Qige said expressionless, "in the name of the sect, it is more arrogant to teach with the reformed sect. I don't know. I only know that the burning sun flag is becoming stronger and stronger. Only our young leader knows the ancient secret method that drives it, so he will become more arrogant."

Gao Ya sneered and said, "even the sleeping Fire King dares to provoke at will. How is he going to be arrogant?"

Su Qige said slightly, "he even dares to rob the treasures of Zhongzhou sect. How can he care about the spirit animals raised by Zhongzhou sect?"

Gao Ya was silent for a moment and said, "Zhongzhou sect expelled Tong Yan because Tong Yan stole qingtianjian... Do you think it's true?"

Su Qige said, "although I don't know the source of the leader, I believe it is true."

Gao Ya looked at the disciples who went out of the canyon and reinforced them. His voice was slightly heavy and said, "are you worried that if the blue sky mirror falls into the hands of the leader, the old things will repeat?"

Su Qige said, "we can't beat the Castle Peak sect. Can Zhongzhou sect beat it?"

"If the sect leader really refined qingtianjian, our sect will be equal to another Tongtian combat power. Whether it's Qingshan or Zhongzhou, we always have to think about what we need to pay to face two Tongtian at the same time..." Gao Ya was silent for a while again and said: "and what can we old guys do?"

Su Qige said, "when the Guocheng temple had an accident a few years ago, it is said that someone saw the old ancestor."

Gao Ya sneered and said, "you would believe such a ridiculous thing?" Su Qige said, "yes, I didn't believe it at first, but then I had to believe it." Gao Ya turned around and saw Su Qige's smiling face. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and then saw a token taken out by Su Qige. His face changed dramatically. As mentioned earlier, he lived in Xuanyin sect for many years, older than Su Qige's generation, and knew many things that no one knew“ Did Lao Zu really get out of trouble? " Gao Ya was shocked, but he didn't disturb his mind. He stared at Su Qige's eyes and asked in a deep voice: "you have been paralyzed for so many years and have been cleaned up miserably by your son. Zongli has not followed your disciples for a long time. How did this come to your hand?" Su Qige said calmly, "it is true that no one is loyal to me, but there are still many people who are still loyal to that evil son. Whenever I think of this, I feel that I am really a failure and... At the same time, I am a little lucky." Well nine sits in front of the lonely mountain cliff. Covered with grass debris, he looked like a real stone, but with the movement of the sky, he showed a different look. When night fell, I believe those ordinary Xuanyin sect members could no longer find his trace, but he still didn't stand up and quietly looked at the wasteland. Through the array and personnel distribution of Xuanyin sect, he deduced and calculated the position of the magic weapon. Naturally, he could not figure out the position just by these, otherwise Xuanyin cult would have found the magic weapon long ago and just worked out a general idea. The stone in front of the lonely mountain cliff suddenly disappeared. He appeared on a meadow more than ten miles away. If the nether fairy sword is used for magic tricks, it must be very popular in the world. He didn't find any trace on this meadow, but he smelled a faint smell. The taste was really light, just like the glass of wine he poured into the lake in Zhaoyuan outside Chaoge city. In principle, no matter how sharp his five senses are, it's hard to smell this smell. After all, he's not a dead dog. But he smelled the smell, probably because he was familiar with it. In the underground magma River, he once felt similar familiarity when talking to the fire carp king. He understood who Xuanyin sect was looking for, and he couldn't help being surprised. The ghost fairy sword started, he disappeared from his place, and followed the faint taste to another Valley and another ice stream. He looked for it for a long time and didn't touch the array arranged by Xuanyin sect, nor did he let the people of Xuanyin sect find it. As the morning light rose, he came to an ordinary dead forest and finally found each other. It was a very common weed with only two leaves. It swayed in the cold wind, as if it could fall at any time, but the color was so green. He reached out to pick up the soil under the weeds and touched something hard. It was a bronze mirror with very fine and complicated patterns engraved on it. In fact, those patterns are actually composed of countless buildings, stone bridges, barren mountains and human statues. But those statues are very small, less than one tenth the size of rice grains. No one can see the real appearance except him. Jingjiu's fingers moved slowly on the bronze mirror, with some emotion, or no. Has he lived there for seventy or eighty years? At first, he lived in the imperial palace of the state of Chu. Later, he lived in Buzhou mountain and had never been anywhere else. He certainly hasn't seen those buildings, stone bridges and barren mountains. But he may have met those people. He knocked on the bronze mirror“ Open the door. " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.