Chapter 696

Between the vast sea of clouds, the long wind is tens of thousands of miles.

Yumen pass.

Lin Yao took Lingyu and changed back to a beautiful woman in a ripple.

Xie Qingyun looked at Lin Yao with low eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Soon, he turned his finger into a sword and waved it gently.

A strand of hair fell with the wind and hung in front of Lin Yao.

In the realm of Sword Fairy, no one can hurt him.

Therefore, only self cutting.

Lin Yao no longer hesitated, and went straight to hold out her hand to catch that strand of hair.

"Next, I want you three to pay more attention and attention." Xie Qingyun and Xia Daokai explained.

Sword Fairy, it's not so easy to disguise.

Therefore, Xia Daokai, Yu Canghai and Xue wusheath are also needed to help.

Xia Daoyi said coldly, "don't worry, Lord. There will be no mistake at Yumen pass."

"We will guard the Yumen pass and wait for you to return in triumph."

"OK," Xie Qingyun said with a smile, "I believe you."

Then he turned his head, looked at Lu Qingshan and asked softly, "have you decided?"

Lu Qingshan listened quietly all the time. When he saw that the patriarch had ordered himself, he raised his head and said, "I think so."

"Jianzong's western expedition, as a shaozong, I should not fall behind in anything."

"If I lose the western expedition, I will fall into the spirit, and you will be the hope of my sword sect." Xie Qingyun did not avoid death and said directly.

"You should stay in the eastern region and grow slowly."

"The hope of Jianzong..." Lu Qingshan smashed the word and couldn't help laughing: "you say that, I'm under great pressure."

Xie Qingyun laughed. A moment later, his laughter converged. He quietly looked at Lu Qingshan and said, "when I was young, I was not as good as you."

"Besides, the most important reason why I chose you as the shaozong of sword sect is that I can't see through you... Even Qi Butian can't see through you."

"You are unknown."

"The unknown represents hope."

"I'm unknown?" Lu Qingshan thought this statement was interesting. He smiled, shook his head and said, "whether I'm hope or unknown, but I'm sword repair first."

He looked upright and said solemnly, "my heart tells me where I'm going."

Xie Qingyun looked at Lu Qingshan and said with a smile, "repairing the sword is also repairing the heart. The reason why our sword sect is the best in the world is not only the sword in our hands, but also the sword in our hearts."

"Since you have made up your mind, I can't break the sword in your heart."

He paused, spread his hands, and continued to laugh: "today, our old chieftain, the new and young chieftain, marched together in the West. After all ages, it's not a good story."

"It's a great honor." Lu Qingshan hugged boxing.

Xie Qingyun just said it casually to ease the atmosphere and boost morale.

But a word often becomes a prophecy.

After a long time, the Terrans began to look back on history and found that no matter how they circled, they could not bypass the western expedition of the sword sect in the eighth year of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

It's like an anchor, anchored in the grand history of the Terran.

"Since you want to march to the West together, there's just one thing you need to solve." Xie Qingyun said again.

"The resolution of our sword Sect on the western expedition has been passed down."

"None of the sword sect disciples in Yumen pass objected. They asked for war one after another, and the whole family said war."

"But among the sword sect, those old sword practitioners and young disciples have many opinions and grievances, and need a principal to appease them." Xie Qingyun explained calmly.

"I need to cooperate with Lin Yao to make the illusion of staying at Yumen pass. It's inconvenient to come forward."

"Several peak leaders are busy making the final pre war preparations. They can't get away for the time being. Other people's identities are not suitable to do this."

"You are the shaozong of Jianzong. It is reasonable for you to come forward as the shaozong of Jianzong recognized by all the disciples of Jianzong."

"Go back to Jianzong," said Qingyun Jianxian.

"Old Jian Xiu and young disciples have many opinions and dissatisfaction?" Lu Qingshan frowned and couldn't help asking, "what's their opinion?"

Xie Qingyun smiled inexplicably and took a deep look at Lu Qingshan. "Just go back to Jianzong and have a look."

"You are already a minority. You can decide some things by yourself."

"I don't have any requirements for you about the sword sect. I won't stop you from making any decisions. Just let go."

This means that he is gradually handing over some matters of the sword sect to Lu Qingshan.

The old patriarch who led the sword sect for thousands of years and carried the sword sect for thousands of years is finally going to put down some things.

At this point, Lu Qingshan looked at Xie Qingyun and flashed a strange light in his eyes.

"I see," he said.

"Go," the old patriarch waved.

Lu Qingshan was silent, hugged his fist, worshipped again, and turned away.

Xie Qingyun's eyes flashed for a moment and looked at Lu Qingshan's back from a distance. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Yao and Xia Daoyi also set their eyes on Lu Qingshan's back and thought about each other.

Lu Qingshan didn't speak again, didn't look back, and walked straight out of Qingyun palace.

At the moment he walked out of the palace gate, the voice of Qingyun Sword Fairy echoed in the whole Yumen pass.

"From this moment on, Lu Qingshan... Is my sword sect shaozong, the only shaozong."

This sentence was like thunder, but in a moment, it spread all over the Yumen pass.

At that moment, countless friars of Yumenguan were shocked.

Lu Qingshan was valued by Qingyun sword immortal and granted the position of shaozong. No one knows it in Yumen pass.

However, private appointment is completely different from such a grand official announcement, in which the symbolic meaning is quite different.

For a time, even the divine consciousness and eyes of countless high friars gathered outside Qingyun palace.

The chaotic divine consciousness that was enough to make people nervous collapse was squeezed together and crowded towards the landing green mountain

Lu Qingshan just looked as usual, step by step, without any interference, let thousands of people pay attention and let those divine consciousness condense.

From today on, he really became the shaozong of Jianzong.

........

The north wall of Longcheng pass is facing a towering mountain called Xiantian mountain.

There are nine kinds of heaven. One is the middle heaven, the other is the envy of heaven, the third is the slave heaven, the fourth is the Geng heaven, the fifth is the Shu heaven, the sixth is the outline heaven, the seventh is the subtraction heaven, the eighth is the Shen heaven, and the ninth is the whole day.

Xiantianling is actually the double heaven.

The double sky is ten thousand feet high. The air flow is turbulent, the aura is disordered, and the mana consumption becomes larger.

Therefore, xiantianling is like a natural danger.

After passing Xiantian ridge, the rivers and mountains of Zhongling region leap in front of you.

Today, the weather in xiantianling is particularly good, with a clear sky.

A breeze blew through the mountains, and there was a chirping of insects and the sound of pines in the mountain forest.

Outside xiantianling is a small city, built near the mountain, called Tianling city.

Rely on the mountain to eat the mountain, rely on the sea to eat the sea.

As in the past, many small friars or casual practitioners left Tianling city in a good time to envy Tianling, trying to get some miraculous medicine from the mountains in exchange for practice resources.

Zhang tie is one of them.

However, he felt that today's xiantianling looked very strange.

Where's the weirdness?

He couldn't say it for a moment.

Don't think about it if you can't figure it out.

The little man's mind is very simple.

So he went on up the mountain.

Xian Tianling is very high. His cultivation is not enough. He can't reach the top.

However, the foot of the mountain has already been dug three feet by the nearby monks. It is difficult to find a passable elixir.

Therefore, he can only go halfway up the mountain.

It was also a height of nearly 5000 feet. It was not a simple thing for him. Fortunately, he practiced a good technique of evasion.

——He wouldn't have eaten this meal if he hadn't been able to escape.

Just after finding a good position and preparing to start work, Zhang tie suddenly felt that he was shaking in front of his eyes. The woods that had been exposed to the sun were suddenly shrouded in shadow.

He raised his head subconsciously.

In the mottled early sunshine, Zhang tie saw a dense and boundless shadow.

Those figures are not people.

They looked different, extremely ferocious and ferocious. They were covered with the devil gas, just like locusts.

It's not a plague of locusts, it's a plague of demons.

At this moment, Zhang tie finally reacted. Where is the strangeness.

It's too quiet.

In the past, the roar of monsters in the Tianling mountain has never been heard from beginning to end.

The demon family and cultivation like a tide flew towards the middle spirit domain.

As for Zhang tie, without any room for resistance, he was submerged and turned into a blood mist.

The middle spiritual realm is about to perish.

It seems that no one, nothing, can prevent this from happening.

...........

At this time, Lu Qingshan returned to Jianzong alone.

On the vast snow field, the overhanging mountains are magnificent, just like a powerful black dragon lying here.

The seven huge mountains are like seven sword bones on the back of the black dragon, breaking through the sky.

Lu Qingshan didn't know what was happening to the sword sect at this time, but Xie Qingyun handed it over to him, so he came back.

When he comes back, the matter here should be calmed down.

Qingfeng is the peak of luqingshan.

However, his familiarity with Qingfeng is not even as good as the sword of master Xia Daokai.

Because it was only a very short, even insignificant time before he was promoted to practice falsely and open the peak.

Sword sect is the most united sect in the eyes of the world. There is almost no dispute within the sect.

This is because the source of disputes is often a conflict of interests.

Jianzong sword cultivation, but only the sword in his eyes.

The strength of Jianzong makes Jianxiu never lack resources.

So there's nowhere to argue.

Jianzong sword cultivation is the most powerful sword cultivation in the world.

Powerful sword cultivation is often similar in some places.

Tao is different and does not conspire with each other. Tao is happy with it.

So they complement each other.

In that case, what are the different sounds in the sword sect this time?

Lu Qingshan did not know.

But I'll know soon.

He entered Qingfeng in a dignified manner and announced his return to the sword practitioners in the sword sect at the moment.

Among the green peaks.

His two little disciples Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu are learning swords.

They blushed and were very serious, so they didn't notice their master's arrival.

Lu Qingshan did not disturb them, but stood in the air, waiting quietly, as if waiting for something.

He knows the horror of the demon clan better than anyone, so he has been growing up all these years.

He thought he still had a lot of time, but he didn't expect that the war in the spiritual domain broke out so suddenly, and the mountain like pressure came to his shoulder so early.

Whoosh!

Everywhere in Jianzong, the sword lights of various colors rose into the sky and converged towards Qingfeng.

The sword light radiates colorful dense and extremely beautiful under the reflection of the almost white fog air.

It's like thousands of rainbows converging at one point.

The sword cultivation in the sword sect surged towards the green peak like a tide.

Everywhere, there is sword light.

At this time, the two little disciples practicing swords were finally surprised by the swish of swords.

They looked up and saw Lu Qingshan.

They were surprised and then delighted. They were about to shout something, but the words squeezed to their throat stopped suddenly.

Because a sword light had stopped in front of Lu Qingshan, revealing his figure.

The two little girls recognized it at a glance. It was the first sword sect sword cultivation they saw when they entered the sword sect.

Although they were young, they were very clever. Seeing this scene, they immediately realized that something big had happened, so they dared not speak again.

Hope appeared in front of Lu Qingshan.

He didn't speak.

Lu Qingshan did not speak.

They are all waiting.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Almost front and rear feet, the sword light kept stopping, and a personal shadow kept appearing.

A moment later, no new sword light appeared again.

Lu Qingshan glanced at hundreds of people in front of him.

Martial uncle Xi Xiang, Taoist Kongshan, Taoist Xinyu

These are the old sword practitioners of the sword sect. They are old. They retired from the Yumen pass and retired to the sword sect. They are responsible for all kinds of chores in the sword sect.

Cao careful, Yu compassionate, Wei mou

These are young disciples of the sword sect. They have unlimited potential, but they haven't grown up and have insufficient accomplishments, so they didn't go to Yumen pass.

"I've seen shaozong."

Both old Jian Xiu and young disciples spoke in unison at this moment.

Lu Qingshan bowed to the crowd with his fist, and then opened his mouth and said, "you should know my intention."

"The patriarch told me that you have some different voices and opinions on the resolution of the sword sect's western expedition......"

He paused and continued: "the patriarch told me that it was up to me to decide, so you can safely say your demands."

"Jianzong is not the leader's Jianzong, nor is it Lu Qingshan's Jianzong, but everyone's Jianzong. I will respect your opinions."

"So, what do you think?" Lu Qingshan asked.

"Lu shaozong, we have been looking forward to your return." Xi Xiang stepped forward and said.

Lu Qingshan listened silently.

Xi Xiang's face was very dignified. "Now we have known the situation in the spiritual realm, and we all agree with the decision of the patriarch to march to the West."

"Some of us are old and some are too young, but we are all sword practitioners of the sword sect." Xi Xiang said word by word.

He pointed to the old sword practitioners behind him, "we are not old enough to hold the sword."

"Although they are young, they can also hold swords." he pointed to the young disciples.

Finally, he paused with a complicated complexion, but his eyes were very firm, "shaozong... Although we know it may be difficult for you and it may be too irrational, but..."

He suddenly broke his drink.

"I'll wait and fight!"

Boom.

Hope like a sword, the fierce flying sword flew out of his elixir field, soared into the sky, broke through the clouds, and the majestic sword potential echoed between heaven and earth.

"I'll wait and fight!"

"I'll wait and fight!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

All sword practitioners present, whether refining emptiness, transforming spirit or combination, whether young or old, all produced swords and drank in unison.

Quan Zong said war.

In an instant, the white clouds all over the sky seemed to lose color, leaving only all kinds of flying swords in the sky.

All flying swords are flying all over Qingfeng.

"I'll wait and fight!"

All the voices gathered together and echoed in the sword sect.

At this moment, it was as if the mountains were trembling for it.

Everyone's eyes focused on Lu Qingshan.

Every look is full of high morale and hope.

An inexplicable emotion hit Lu Qingshan's heart.

At this moment, he finally understood everything.

These people don't disagree with Jianzong's western expedition, but want to go together.

However, as far as Jianzong is concerned, no matter what, people must stay in Jianzong.

Otherwise, who will guard the sword sect?

If they never return, will there be sword sect in the world?

Therefore, these old sword practitioners shoulder the responsibility of staying behind the sword sect.

There are also young disciples who have little power for the war in the spiritual domain.

But for the sword sect, they are fire and hope.

Even if the sword sect breaks the halberd in the western expedition, as long as there are young disciples, when they grow up and carry the sword sect, the sword sect will still be the sword sect.

Whether in love or in reason, young disciples with insufficient cultivation should not participate in this war.

Therefore, the old patriarch asked them to stay in Jianzong.

The sound of flying sword in Lu Qingshan's ear echoed constantly.

It's noisy and harsh.

But to him, it was very beautiful.

The sound of wind, rain, thunder and river can't compare with the clanging sound of sword sect?

There was an inexplicable spirit in Lu Qingshan's mind.

He glanced at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, took a deep breath of air, and suppressed the fluctuations in his heart.

After a long time, he slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi, stretched out his palm and pressed it gently.

So, the flying sword on the sky suddenly stopped.

The world was quiet.

"Have you made up your mind?" Lu Qingshan said.

Then, he gently pointed to the seven towering main peaks in the distance, "Qingyun peak, Wangu peak, Canghai peak, hengqiu peak, jianlai peak, Haoran peak, Wangu peak..."

Then he turned, "Dingjun peak, Kongshan peak, baiqiu peak..."

"These are the foundation left by the ancestors of the sword sect. These are the sword sect..."

"Are you really willing to give it up?" he asked.

No one answered for a moment.

After a moment of silence, the deep voice of hope rang out.

"Shaozong..."

He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingshan's young and handsome face.

"Jianzong, it has never been a place."

"It's our sword repair."

"Where we are, the sword clan is there."

The voice of the hope elephant was not loud, but it spread slowly.

Then, the whole world seemed to be suddenly silent at this moment, only his voice echoed.

Lu Qingshan was silent for a long time.

He knew that the help that these sword practitioners of the sword sect could bring to the war in the spiritual domain was not the same order of magnitude as the price that the sword sect might have to bear.

Any friar except Jianzong would certainly not agree to this seemingly "stupid" and seemingly "no sense of the overall situation".

But Lu Qingshan also knows that the blessed land of Jianzong, the advanced skills and skills of Jianzong, and the treasures of Jianzong

These are just external things. Compared with these, the real dignity of the sword clan is the spirit of the sword clan handed down from generation to generation.

Those outsiders always want to take the sword sect instead.

But they don't understand that if there is no real will and soul of sword cultivation, how can it be called sword sect?

The reason why Jianzong is called Jianzong is that it is the most powerful Jianxiu sect in this land, and even the strongest sect. It is based on these simple, complex, ethereal but powerful things.

So a smile appeared on Lu Qingshan's lips.

"That's what you want."

"Please wear a long tassel and take the seed of Tianjiao!"

His mind moved.

Boom!

The Dragon finch suddenly left the body.

The Blazing Sword light crosses the sky like a rainbow.

The majestic sword soars to the sky.

All sword cultivation, as if the spirit was out of control, drove the sword wildly.

The sword in the sky means to destroy the sky and the earth.

The flying sword clanged.

The sword roars the west wind.