After only seven steps, Shi Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, and the people behind him said that he had another lecture, and hurriedly stopped and reappeared with respect on his face. But Shi Xiaoxiao didn't look at his subordinates behind him, he raised his head and looked at the sky, as if he was waiting for someone to fly.

He didn't let him wait too long, and after three breaths, a person suddenly flashed in the sky. Road.

A middle-aged Taoist with black dust in his hand, a black long sword on his back, and three long hairs under his chin. Eye-catching, the thin Dao Chang, who looks less than forty, is full of white hair.

The group of Mo Lingxian behind Shi Xiaoxiao saw the Taoist, and hurriedly bowed down and saluted respectfully: "Meet Yuan Yi Immortal." ”

Even though Mo Lingxian is all ascended and well-informed, Yuan Yiyi is still a legendary figure in their eyes.

Shi Xiaoxiao is not a monk, Yuan Yi is not a Taoist, the people in the ink do not believe in Buddhism and do not worship Taoism, and dressing up is just a matter of habit.

Like Shi Xiaoxiao and Mo Fifteen, Yuan Yi was not from Middle-earth, and his world was called 'Yuan Land'. Yuandi is not a Lingxiu world, Mo said that compared with a perfect world like Middle-earth, it is an ordinary world, and Yuandi is far from comparable.

In a place where the aura is thin, barren and desolate, the inheritance time of the living beings in the Yuan Land is not short, at least not shorter than the fifth circle of Middle Earth, but due to the limitations of the world environment, the people in the Yuan Land do not have the word 'practice', some people believe in Buddhism, some believe in Taoism, and some people worship the five immortals, but it is just faith, and it has nothing to do with practice.

No one refines qi, no one refines swords, and no one refines swords.

The people in the Yuandi, the sunrise is the sunset, the life is poor and monotonous, life is living, birth, old age, sickness and death for decades, that's all. That world had no concept of cultivation, flying immortals, and immortality until Yuan Yi was born.

No one knows what Yuan Yi's name is, but he is the first Ascended Immortal in the Yuan Land World, so after he ascended, he was called Yuan Yi.

Before Yuan Yi, there was no such thing as cultivation in that world, so how did he cultivate, attain Dao, and fly immortals? It's very simple to say: explore by yourself.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do.

Among the three thousand worlds, which cultivator today has not been able to ascend by relying on the support of the sects, the pooling of resources, and the cultivation of a complete set of exercises; in a world where the aura is thin, there is no help from elders, and there are no scriptures to refer to and learn, it can only rely on one's own exploration, or even conjecture and nonsense, to fly immortals?

Others can't, Yuan Yi can.

Yuan Yi's strength was limited when he first flew to the immortals. Even compared to the most ordinary ink spirit immortals like Mo Fifteen, it is far behind. This is not surprising, both are in the Yuan Shen Realm, and the cultivators of the Xiaomen Sect have the same reason as the elders of Lishan.

But the universe is different from the mundane world. It is vast and boundless, but some are passed down through the scriptures and some are masters. A person who can fly immortals by figuring it out on his own. How could his mind be bad, and after ascending, his practice suddenly became 'systematic'. There are predecessors who can ask and solve doubts, and there are classics that can be viewed and studied, and Yuan Yixian has advanced by leaps and bounds. Later, he explained to Shi Xiaoxiao and hit it off at first sight.

At that time, monks were still monks, Taoists were still Taoists, and they were very good friends long before they worshiped 'eternity'. Travel the universe together, and the monks are more leisurely.

Later, the two worshiped under eternity together, and they were deeply respected. This time, he was sent to Perfect World, and many Gui Immortals and Mo Ling Immortals took Shi Xiaoxiao and Yuan Yi as their heads.

Shi Xiaoxiao was in charge of Mi Tiantai and a group of Moling Immortals, and Yuan Yi was in charge of Zhongyuan Dao and the rest of the Moqin Sect.

Shi Xiaoxiao behind the Mo Lingxian was interested, and when they saw Yuan Yi coming from Tianyuan Dao, they knew that the two leaders had something to discuss, so they temporarily retired after Shi Li, and scattered around to be on guard.

When everyone dispersed, Yuan kept saying, "You killed Ah Guo?"

The two monks and Taoists are both big leaders, and after entering Middle-earth, they have their own division of responsibilities, and each has important things to do, but both of them have mastered all the soul cards under their hands, and they can immediately know every time the ink fairy family is killed.

Not long ago, Yuan Yi, who was in Tianyuan Mountain, noticed that Ah Guo had died, he knew that Ah Guo was Shi Xiaoxiao's close subordinate, if she was killed, Shi Xiaoxiao was afraid that she had encountered a strong enemy, so she immediately set off to help, but when she arrived at the place, Shi Xiaoxiao and his party were safe and sound, Yuan Yi was wise, and he didn't know the truth, but he immediately guessed a rough idea.

"I didn't kill her with my own hands, but I tricked her into going off the cliff and pushed her to die. To Yuan Yi, Shi Xiaoxiao never hid anything, and probably told him what happened.

Yuan Yi frowned slightly: "Ah Go's kid is very interesting, so it's not appropriate to kill him like this." ”

"It's not right, it's big wrong, I've always hoped that she can have a good ending, live forever and be free. But no, she must die. I'm sad. Suddenly, Shi Xiaoxiao burst into tears, and as he spoke, he untied his monk's robe and showed his chest to his friend.

On the left chest and heart, a small featherless arrow pierced deeply, reaching the tail of the arrow.

There was blood oozing from the mouth of his heart, still bright and uncoagulated, he had just injured himself, and he had shot this arrow into his heart after killing Ah Guo.

Is it mourning, self-blame, or some special spell, Shi Xiaoxiao didn't say Yuan Yi and didn't ask. But what can be determined is that this arrow is sad.

It's really sad, Shi Xiaoxiao's heart hurts.

"If one day, I am Ah Guo, you are me," Shi Xiaoxiao readjusted his monk's robe, choked slightly from tears, and the spring rhyme in his voice dispersed: "Kill me, no need to hesitate." ”

After a moment of silence, Yuan Yi said: "Ah Guo and Xue He over there are good friends, in my opinion, the two of them have some affection, after returning to Tianyuan, I will behead Xue He, so as not to let Ah Guo go alone, that's all I can do." ”

Mitiantai, two generations of mirror flowers ascended to the Buddha and seventeen monks; Tianyuan Dao is quite similar to it, the first and second generations of Taoism overhauled, and the wind and snow two generations of twenty-one sword immortals flew to the sky. Xue He is one of them, but when he practiced in the mortal world, he did not receive a bun, just like Shen He, a layman in the Taoist system. The only person in the long inheritance of Tianyuan Dao who is a layman flying immortal, a genius of Tianzhong, was very young when he flew immortals.

However, the wind and snow twenty-one sword immortals were not wiped out by the ink like the seventeen monks of the mirror flower, five people escaped, and the sixteen sword immortals worshiped the true color, and two of them died in the dispute outside the sky, this time the Tianyuan elders who followed Shi and Yuan into Middle Earth were only fourteen elders, and Xue He was in the ranks. (We weren't mistaken this time.) 21-5-2=14, clenched fist)

Ah Guo died so much that he didn't even have a wandering soul left, let alone reincarnation, just because her death made Shi Xiaoxiao sad, Yuan Yi was going to kill a refined immortal family under his own to accompany the funeral, such a mediocre leader, mediocre decision, Shi Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Yuan Yi waved his hand, stopped talking about it, and changed the topic: "This trip to Middle-earth." There are a lot of accidents on your side. If there's anything I can do to help, just ask. ”

The south, west, and north roads Mo Lingxian was killed by the king of the people, and Mitiantai was defeated by the mountain with the strength of the seventeen holy monks, and these people were all under the command of Shi Xiaoxiao. The responsibility for the defeat should also be recorded in Shi Xiaoxiao's name.

Shi Xiaoxiao spread his hands: "There are quite a lot of accidents." But it's not all bad. ”

The accidental discovery of the 'reincarnation' of the Northern Buddha in the Mitiantai was an accident. It was an accident that the barbarian who knew the whereabouts of the holy sword defected to Mitiantai, and it was a great credit to do these two things well, so to speak. It doesn't matter if the ink believers are wiped out in Middle-earth, and even the group of ink giants who got the footprints behind them have been killed by the Middle-earth cultivators, so long as they infect the 'Northern Buddha' and bring the holy sword back to the righteous gods, there are still more than enough merits and demerits, and there are still great achievements!

There are good and bad accidents, and the worst of the worst is the hidden sword mound in front of Shi Xiaoxiao and Yuan Yi. A huge threat that was previously unaware and has only recently been discovered.

"Be careful. "Yuan Yi is a person who can be regarded as a 'small place' background, and he is not very good at words, and three words are his attitude and heart.

Shi Xiaoxiao smiled: "Don't worry about my side, the thing you have to do is not easy." ”

"It's not easy, but it's not troublesome, and it can be handled. Yuan Yi didn't say anything anymore, and returned to Tianyuan Mountain in the clouds.

Shi Xiaoxiao's gaze returned to calm, and he continued to circle the sword mound and the fourth week.

One round, another seven days. Shi Xiaoxiao walked more and more slowly, at the beginning, he could go around the sword mound for three weeks a day, and on the last day, a full twelve hours, he only went around a small half circle, suddenly, he stopped going around the circle, and walked directly from the edge of the rock cliff into the depths of the sword mound with a turn.

His steps were strange and abnormal, as if he were suffering from an old man's disease, his left leg was barely normal, but his right leg seemed to be unbent, straight and trembling, step by step, walking with great difficulty.

And his line of travel, if you look at it in series, it seems like a fly has been flying all the time.

Limping forward, Shi Xiaoxiao, who had been silent for seven days, opened his mouth, called his name again and again, and called the forty-three Mo Lingxian under his command in one breath, and the forty-three who cultivated to the most exquisite level.

After the roll call, there was an order, ordering him to step into the sword mound according to his own footprints, and stop at the first few footprints in a certain direction Shi Xiaoxiao's footprints are not black, and as soon as the trembling left foot falls together, it will leave a pale golden plum blossom mark between the rock cliffs.

When Shi Xiaoxiao's living place still existed, no one knew the name of Master Wuyan, and no one knew his other two 'nicknames': Plum Blossom Monk and Bamboo Flute Monk.

Wuyan loves plum blossoms and also loves to play the flute, and other monks are all participating in Zen under the Bodhi tree, but he is playing the bamboo flute under the plum tree to ascend to the Buddha.

Almost when Shi Xiaoxiao stepped into the sword mound, in the secret room of the Nine Scales Star Peak deep in the mountain, the three dwarf spirit monsters frowned, and put on strange expressions in unison, their eyes slanted at the prodigal fairy.

The deity is dead and dead, and the dwarves can't go out to play, so they can only stay in the quiet room honestly.

The three corpses also knew that this time the matter was heavy, a rare peace down, did not think about running away and did not make other tricks, but people were divided, but their minds were restless, and they had to find a way to find some pastime for themselves, in recent days, they found that the little corpse fairy and the little Xiangliu were quite hostile, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt that there was something in it, just now when Xiangliu was away, the three corpses came to talk to the little corpse fairy with a stern face and a matter.

The Langlang Fairy usually has little contact with people, but that's because she looks terrifying and intimidating, and others are too busy to walk around when they see her, but the little corpse fairy herself is a girl's lively nature, and it is not difficult to get along with.

But when asked by the three corpses, 'Why is she so disagreeable with Xiao Xiangliu', she can't say why, and she can't go back and forth except for 'this person is stingy, the most ungraceful, and annoying', and she looks angry.

After chatting like this for a while, the three corpses changed into their current strange appearance.

The little corpse fairy was amused by their strange appearance, but before she could say anything, the three corpses sighed together, and Lei shook his head: "You are still embarrassed to laugh, in vain you have cultivated to be comparable to the immortal Buddha, and in vain your lifespan is the same as the universe, how can you be so incomprehensible, simply, simply, the mother of the second crying grave." Two died. ”

After thundering, Akame spoke, in the same tone: "It's just that the second mother opened the door, and the second arrived home." ”

The flower god touched his belly with his hand, and was very sad: "It's just that the mother of the second asks who I am, and you are not the second one!"

How is the Buddha, how is the Daozun, it is the Jade Emperor sitting on the top of the Lingxiao Palace, and the three corpses are not emotional, and they should be counted.

The Wave Fairy had never heard such strange words. I was stunned by a series of 'two'. Tankou opened slightly, and was stunned, not knowing how to respond.

There was no need for her to ask, and Lianhua said: "Xiao Xiangliu, you haven't been in contact with the control world, you don't know what kind of character he is? But it's not to be stingy. I won't worry about girls' families. Why do I love to talk to you?"

"Xiao Xiangliu is not a good thing!" Akame remembered the incident when Xiao Xiangliu secretly hid the golden jade Bodhi. scolded for a long time before continuing: "But whether he is a good thing or not, this little white face is a living dumb, when did you see him have a long story when you get along with others? Why do you have endless quarrels with you?"

The most important word. Usually it is reserved for the Great Heavenly Venerable, and this time is no exception, Lei Dong leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and said to the little corpse fairy: "It's so abnormal, there is no more than one reason, Xiao Xiangliu admires you! ”

Akame also stepped forward and said more: "Little fairy, there is a saying in the world: the little white face does not follow the kind eyes. It's a person like Xiao Xiangliu, he is unusually good at you, and he has some intentions!"

Whose girl will Sang-ryu also fall in love with?

Do you really like it?

The three corpses don't care about him, anyway, if there is a coax, they will get up, if there is a lot of fun, they will make up, and if someone pulls out the peg, they must lead the donkey.

The little corpse fairy was even more confused, he didn't know what to say at all, Lei Dong coughed, and he was going to ask the little corpse fairy about his birthday, and he was going to be a big ice master, but fortunately, at this time, the 'Lishan Sujing' walked out in the courtyard of the quiet room, and the shadow monk walked with him, and immediately attracted the attention of the three corpses, which can be regarded as temporarily relieving the siege for the Langlang Fairy.

Nianhua hurriedly jumped forward: "What's the matter?

After Su Jing and the shadow monk, Shen He and Chenxiao also walked out side by side, Shen He raised his sword and sent out the news, the elders of Zhufeng, the important figures of Dachengxue and the people stationed in the mountain Wang Qi to the Nine Scales Peak, in addition to a group of 'old acquaintances', there was also a red-skinned fox who rushed to the news: the Southern Wilderness Demon Fox had completed the spell and came to Lishan two days ago to station.

Half an hour later, a sudden thunderclap erupted from the depths of the mountain, and the clouds of Zhanqing Sword Qi, Purple Gold Xiangyun, Fairy Fox Demon Wind, and Zombie Qi rose into the sky.

On the nine clouds, Shen He clasped his palms, bowed down, and saluted the large group of cultivators flying in the sky, without too many words, only two short words: "Take care."

After two words, the clouds that covered the sky collapsed and flew away in seven directions.

After the clouds dispersed, there was no soldier in the empty mountain boundary, and the troops were sent out to attack, and there was no one to defend the sect from the mountain today.

Even the cultivators of other sects who gathered from all over the world to leave the mountain also rose to the clouds, and each chose a 'pleasing eye' king to follow. Since ancient times, 'counterattack' has had another hidden meaning: revenge.

In the mortal world, the people in the states, prefectures, villages, and towns near the mountains soon saw the heavy clouds rushing through the sky, and who could not have imagined that this was the counterattack of the immortals in the mountains, and the fierce counterattack launched by the immortals of the world protector against the demons of the world.

Everyone knows that Lishan will definitely make a move, and Shen He has also rumored that there will be a counterattack within ten days, but there are not many people who can think that Lishan is moving and pouring out.

The soldiers are divided into seven roads, each road has a true immortal or human king to press the formation, Lishan Jianfeng did not point to the strongest monk, the two sects, persimmons to pick up the soft first, sweep those small sects that are infected by ink.

As for the empty mountain of Lishan, you can take it if you want, even if Lishan sinks and disappears into Middle-earth forever, as long as there are Lishan disciples in this world, the Lishan Sword Sect will be there forever.

The sword is out of the mountain, the sword is out of the mountain, the sword is out of the mountain, and the mountain becomes unremarkable.

The mortal people worshipped, and the mortal sons cheered, hoping that the Lishan Immortal family would be able to kill the strong enemy and expel the demons, but all the cultivators in Shen He, Zigui, and Lishan Formation could understand that they couldn't finish fighting. At least in today's conquest, it is impossible to sweep away the ink.

Lishan has gathered all the powerful forces in the world of Middle-earth today, but compared to the Mo Lingxian who entered the country and the two great heavenly sects that were infected later, Lishan's strength is not superior.

And even if you win today. The seven small ink-colored sects with Gui Immortals have all been wiped out, and what kind of revenge will follow: smashing the Arctic Ice Sheet and causing a huge tide to annihilate the coast; finding the great veins of the abyss to detonate, just like destroying Nerowood and Zixiao Country, can easily sweep away one side; or urging the law to trigger the Gang wind to blow thousands of miles and raze the prosperous cities of the world to the ground, will it kill tens of millions of living beings or thousands of living beings?

But all the cultivators who left the mountain can see the key: if they don't fight from the mountain, everyone will be safe.

The Arctic Ice Sheet is placed there, and it can't be protected from the mountain; I don't know how many veins of the abyss are there, I don't know from the mountain; even Mo Lingxian slaughtered people at will, and he couldn't stop it from leaving the mountain. And after that, they are here to be defeated, and there is no room for negotiation. Completely uncontrollable, there is only one way for the ink djinn to give this world: a dead end.

In that case, why not fight.

Middle-earth was originally a peaceful world. Splendid heaven and prosperous land. It wasn't until seven days ago that the demon came to the world

Xiao Xiangliu and the Langlang Fairy were divided into one road again, one was a bloodthirsty and cruel demon beast, and the other was a rotten and terrifying corpse fairy. No one wants to go all the way with them. The three corpses wanted to have fun with them. But the three dwarves couldn't show their faces, and Dusty was afraid that they would leak their traces if they were messing around, so he put the three corpses in his sleeve when he set out for the battle.

Expedition today. Xiao Xiangliu changed his clothes, following the ancestral example, Xiangliu's dress: a black skirt, a gold ring on his head, a purple-blue scale leaf armor straddles half of his body, his right arm and right chest are exposed, Xiao Xiangliu is not a burly man, but his body is slender and strong, and he looks good in this way.

But it was the first time for him to wear it in front of the little corpse fairy like this, with the previous temperament of the Langlang fairy, Xiang Liu knew that she would definitely make ridicule and ridicule, and she flew out for hundreds of miles without thinking about it, the little corpse fairy didn't say a word, sat on her knees on her own clouds, and looked at Xiao Xiang Liu from one glance to the next.

After watching it all the way down and watching it non-stop, Xiao Xiangliu was furious by her, and frowned: "What are you looking at, don't you know." ”

The Langlang Fairy pursed the corners of her mouth: "The little white face is uneasy and kind-hearted." ”

As soon as he left the mountain, Shi Xiaoxiao, who was arranging the formation in the sword mound, immediately learned that he just smiled: "Don't pay attention to it, it's just a dying struggle, it won't be long before we will return them an eternal world." ”

But after a while, he changed his mind again, and said to Mo Lingxian, who was obedient to the order before driving: "If you can't fight back, it will be too disappointing for them, so I will send someone to Mitiantai and send someone to do something with the water mirror." ”

Shi Xiao Xiao ordered at the sword mound, and after a while, Mitiantai Water Mirror received the message, and a law oracle was passed down, and the junior brother Chunjing took Zhenghua and Qinghua two disciples into the main hall to meet and host.

"Shi seniors sent an order to Mi Tiantai to send someone to leave the mountain. ”

Chunjing knew that he had sent troops from the mountain, and when he heard the words, he said, "But you want to erase that mountain?"

"No," Shui Jing replied with a smile: "It is to move 800 miles away from the mountain to the side of the roof, from now on there will be no southeast mountain, only west from the mountain." ”

This plan is not vicious, but it is enough to kill the power, and moving Lishan to make the Mo family garden is more humiliating to Middle-earth than directly destroying Lishan. "Also, near the mountain, within a radius of three thousand miles, all living beings are killed, and even the neighbors can't protect it, so what kind of joke is it to protect the world from the mountain. ”

Laughing and laughing, Shui Jing was about to get up, and suddenly a series of long howls came out from the temple, as if the roar of a monster that had been cut into the chest and lungs by a fairy sword: anger, pain, grief and despair!

The temple of tranquility, suddenly came out of such a voice is so terrifying, the presiding officer Shui Jing was startled, jumped out of the main hall, with his skills and body skills, how much time can it take from jumping to leaving the temple? It is so short that it is impossible to care, and can only be described with vague words such as 'instant' and 'instant', but it is also in this short moment, he has already distinguished that the strange name comes from the 'Shepu Zen Temple'.

Shepu Zen Temple, Qingning place, the barbarian Futu from the southern wilderness was arranged there, seven days ago for the water mirror specially wrote a cultivation secret method, not to talk about how profound, but the word 'suitable', tailor-made secret method, can help the barbarian Mo Yuan Zhen cultivation into the sea of knowledge, greatly improve his true sense of keenness, can better capture the 'ink sword and sword box' of the dark implication.

A few days ago, the water mirror was accompanied by the Shepu Zen Temple, and the caretakers at the same time were at any time for the barbarians to solve their doubts, a qiē shun lì, until this morning the water mirror left the Zen Temple and returned to the main hall, not thinking that he had just left, and there was a strange cry in the Shepu Zen Temple.

The ink sword is a matter of great importance, how can the water mirror not be in a hurry, but before he can rush to investigate, suddenly there was a loud cracking sound, and the hill where the Shepu Zen Monastery was located was completely shattered, and in the sky full of splashing earth and stones, a black shadow flew out like a tiger and a leopard!

6,000 words, updated ^_^ today (to be continued......)