Chapter 749

Zhongnan mountain is like a guardian standing in the Qinling Mountains.

There is a poem that says: Taiyi is near the Tiandu, Lianshan to Haiyu. When the white clouds look back, there is no blue mist. The peak changes in the field, yin and Qing, many valleys. If you want to sleep in, ask the woodcutter across the water.

If there are woodcutters at the foot of Zhongnan mountain, and they can ask for directions and lodging, then the emperor on Zhongnan mountain can not climb the peak, and there is no trace of man or beast.

However, no one expected that on the hillside of Zhongnan mountain, there was a hidden path, circling around the mountain, passing through the lush old trees in the mountains, circling up and deep into the clouds.

It seems to be going through the clouds and through the sky.

At this time, no one stepped on the path covered with moss and grass all year round, but one person walked slowly.

He has a tall and straight figure, a Taoist knot neatly combed and his hands behind him. He looks left and right from time to time, not like walking in the lonely mountains, not like the passers-by in a hurry, but like a literati poet enjoying the scenery along the way.

I saw the man's body like the wind, light feet, and then flew upward.

So relaxed and comfortable, so fast forward, even if the emperor steps on the peak and the steep mountain path, I'm afraid it will come to an end.

Sure enough, when the sun was about to set, the man finally came to the end of the mountain road. He looked up and couldn't help smiling.

In front of us, in the lush ancient woods, we can see some ancient buildings. Although we haven't seen any people, they are still in the world.

I take my eyes back from afar and look at the wooden door in front of me.

I saw a stone plaque on both sides, left: home in the mountain, right: cloud deep unknown.

Four or five Zhang tall and quiet wooden door, a Zhang wide plaque.

"Quiet room of Cihang!"

He read it softly.

His voice was very small. Even on the top of the quiet mountain, he did not spread out five feet around him, but he did not want to. As soon as his voice came out, he seemed to wake up the owner here.

Only heard a voice from the wooden door: "who intrudes into the quiet room, look at the sword!"

As soon as the pleasant voice fell, a white shadow flashed by and a figure flew out from behind the gate of the courtyard.

Flying out of the body as light as a swallow, petite body.

But before seeing his face clearly, he was dazzled by a sword light.

A sharp sword, like a living creature, stabbed him in the throat.

In the blink of an eye, the sword was about to reach his throat, but the man still kept his expression and posture just now, and his mouth was not closed slightly, as if he was shocked by this scene and had no time to react.

Before the sword comes, the wind comes first.

The sword was about to enter his throat. When the ancient temple was stained with blood, the flying man unexpectedly "eh", and then the sword edge slightly deviated and stabbed at his right shoulder.

Although the sword edge was slightly stunned and slightly biased, it seemed that his kung fu was still not enough. The man was still in a daze, watching the blade stab his shoulder.

It seems that the swordsman has no ability to take back the sword any more. He can only exclaim, "he is a mortal!" Then he stabbed the sword into his right shoulder.

However, as soon as the tip of the sword touched the coarse cloth and blue clothes, it slipped and the sharp sword passed by. The man was not only unhurt, but also his coarse cloth.

"Well, as expected, the comers are not good. Watch the sword."

The sword blade fell into the air and passed by him. The passer-by knew that the person in front of him was not very human. Therefore, he took the sword by chance, turned the sword and scratched it towards his right neck.

The man was still standing still with a slight pick from the corner of his mouth. As soon as the blade of the sword was about to touch his neck, he fell to his left in a moment like a trick.

The sword swished a light sound across his head. At this time, his body was about to touch the ground, so he stretched out his left hand behind him and gently touched his index finger. Then the whole man stood up and looked at the person in front of him.

Twenty eight years old, beautiful as a flower, a snow-white plain clothes, like a lotus in the pool.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

When the beautiful woman saw him looking at him, she could not help but see a faint red on her white face. Danfeng's eyes became angry and her right wrist twisted. Her sword blade instantly pulled out several sword flowers and stabbed him.

Facing the flash of the sword light, he smiles and says nothing. His feet don't move. He let the sword light pass at will.

The woman is shy and angry. She doesn't speak any words. She only cares about the attack.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

For a time, in front of the wooden gate, there was a narrow path on the top of the mountain, which was only five or six feet wide. Sword light was shining everywhere, and the strange flowers and plants beside the path were suffering one after another.

Half a cup of tea in the past, that person is calm and relaxed, still standing with a smile, but the feet are not moving.

Instead, the woman gasped slightly, and her plump chest began to rise and fall.

At this time, she naturally knew that the comers were not only ordinary people, but also those who stepped on the peak of martial arts.

Therefore, she immediately took back the sword and, regardless of his relaxed and freehand eyes, focused on her white face, stood solemnly, holding the sword and bowing: "I don't know who is senior? What can I do for you? ""Looking for someone?"

"Looking for someone?" The relaxed and casual voice was like his eyes, but the woman couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Exactly

"I haven't seen any strangers here since I went up the mountain. There must be no one I'm looking for. Please come back!"

The man was smiling, but he didn't give up. He said, "girl, how do you know there's no one I'm looking for? It's not a girl living alone here, is it

"Besides me, it's the master. The master has lived in seclusion here for many years. Naturally, he is not the person the elder is looking for. Please go back, or I won't be polite!"

"Ha ha, OK, how are you?"

"Hum! It seems that the real enemy has arrived. Master, the only enemy is the grassland devil's palace. Are you a member of the devil's palace? "

"The devil's palace? Although it has a little origin, it is not a member of the magic palace! "

The woman listened to his reply that he had something to do with the devil's palace. At the moment, her eyebrows suddenly turned upside down and said, "it's really related to the magic palace. Look at the sword!"

The woman breathed in, her right hand did not move, but her sword disappeared when the light of the sword flashed.

At this time, the woman's sword moves are different from those just now.

The sword light flickers everywhere, and the whole path is like being in the sword waves of the Yangtze River. In this sword wave, you can't avoid it.

But the man was still indifferent with a smile and said casually, "sword Qi, Yangtze River? How many layers of Cihang's sword Scripture have you reached

"You, can you hear me so clearly? Well, then try the power of Cihang sword

The sword waves surged past, but the man was like a fish in the waves. Although his feet did not move a minute, his whole body kept shaking, but he just slipped through the waves.

When the sword wave passed, the ancient trees around him collapsed one after another, but the man was not hurt at all.

The woman was in a hurry and held the sword formula with her left hand. She saw that the waves of the sword in the sky disappeared in an instant, and her delicate body squatted slightly, and the whole person rose to the sky.

"Sword dominates heaven and earth? Good, but not enough. "

...

"the sword is around the world? Not bad, not bad. "

...

"sword God without me?"

"The heart of the sword is bright? No, it's almost ready

The secluded mountain has already become a sword light, everywhere crisis.

The white figure was flying around him like a butterfly. The sword on his right hand changed a lot. But to the disappointment of the woman, in the end, it was like playing a sword and asking him to comment.

The point is, he's really right.

If you really reach the heart of the sword, you will be down the mountain and kill the evil girl in the devil's Palace on the grassland under the sword.

"No more fighting, no more fighting. Master, if you don't come out, all the Cihang sword scriptures will be commented by him!"

In the past, the plump chest became more and more undulating, and the woman seemed to be in a negative mood. As soon as she collected her sword, she called out to the door of the courtyard.

"Alas I don't know where you want to go, elder martial brother

The man in Tsing Yi, who had a cool face, heard the speech, and his eyes suddenly changed. He said to the depth of the ancient forest: "how could Xiyin say that? I haven't seen it for many years. Elder martial brother is very worried about it!"

It is Yi Heng who came here.

Twenty years have passed since he sent out the herald. In the past 20 years, he has dealt with all the things that can be dealt with on earth, and he has found this place.

This time, after gathering all the monks from all over the world, he drove them back to xuxing. He himself, I'm afraid, had to leave the earth, leave his hometown and return to xuxing.

From now on, whether we can come here is really unknown.

Qiu Xiyin is here. Naturally, he must come here.

After so many years, she did not look for herself. Naturally, he knew that she was still angry. What happened with Su demon at the bottom of hell finally made him feel guilty and didn't dare to face her. At this time, she was about to return to Xun Xing, but had to look for her in person.

"Master!" The young woman next to her exclaimed in disbelief. Obviously, she was shocked by this very explicit "miss very much".

Naturally, she did not expect that the master, who had been practicing hard for decades, would not be angry or angry when she heard this.

What made her even more shocked was still in the back. She only listened to the words coming from the depths of the jungle: "Qinghui, listen, you can't go down the mountain until the sword heart is clear."

As soon as the voice came out, a white figure suddenly flew out of the building hidden in the deep forest, and in an instant, appeared in front of her.

"Master, are you?" The woman suddenly felt extremely inappropriate, staring at the man who was flying, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Xiyin, you are still so beautiful!" Yi Heng also stares at Qiu Xiyin in his eyes.

More than 600 years have passed since Xun was sent down.

For more than 600 years, the two never met again.

For more than 600 years, if the mortal world had not known the number of reincarnations of life and death, but now, just by his "very miss", she immediately flew out to follow him to leave the Cihang quiet studio, where she had been practicing for many years.Naturally, he was deeply moved.

Qiu Xiyin was still dressed in white clothes. He had not seen any vicissitudes brought about by more than 600 years. At this time, his eyes were slightly red. After hearing this, he even faintly showed a flush on his beautiful face.

Young women in front of her, and not more than half of the advantages of young, but is a little less immortal beauty.

"This is my last Apprentice, fan Qinghui, Qinghui, come and meet my master!"

The last Apprentice showed her determination to leave.

Yi Heng was deeply moved. At this time, he knew that she was going to follow him. The only concern was probably the only apprentice.

What gift should I give her?