On the left is the bright red magic road, and on the right is the Buddha's light.

How to choose Ximen blowing snow?

These two paths, the two kinds of brilliance, also shimmered with seductive luster, and also released a deceptive sound, which would lead Simon to blow the snow, enter it, and step on it.

Because of this, Ximen Blowing Snow can meet the source left and right in the two kinds of light, and it is not like when he enters this "gate of the avenue", one foot collapses straight in, which is completely involuntary and cannot be decided by himself. Now the two lights are involved with each other, but it gives Simon Blowing Snow a choice.

At this time, Ximen Chuixue seemed to be able to control his own steps, and it seemed that he was no longer a wooden man, and could only be at the mercy of others.

As a peerless swordsman, how could Ximen Fuxue stand this involuntary situation?

Left or right, he didn't choose.

Stay alone in the middle, not moving.

The way that Ximen Blowing Snow wants is the way of the sword, not the way of the left demon, let alone the way of Buddhism on the right.

Bang!

At this moment, a thunderbolt rushed and hit the top of Ximen Blowing Snow.

As if it was an initiation, Ximen Fuxue woke up in an instant, and when he looked up, he saw a thunderous and murderous sword blade, hanging not far away.

Such a sword gave Ximen Chuixue a feeling of sudden loss, he seemed to understand that the sword had infinite killing opportunities, and if he indulged in it, he would definitely not have half a way to live.

However, in the face of such a scene of the sword blade hovering, Ximen Fuxue did not hesitate and flew towards the place where the sword light was.

"I am a monk in the sword, even if I want to die, I will die under the sword. ”

Ximen Fuxue shouted in his heart and forcibly flew towards the place where the sword light was.

Bang!

Hearing a thunderclap, Ximen Blowing Snow had already collided with Jian Feng.

But in the next moment, the surrounding scenery was completely different from the surroundings, and he returned to the place where the Infinite Demon Dao was before.

Here, the ground has been razed to the ground, and the tomb of the Great Demon King of Bo Xun has risen on the ground, and the rest of the place is as open as a rock, forming a plain with a radius of more than 100 miles.

"This sword!

Ximen Fuxue felt a sense of powerless oppression above his head, and suddenly raised his head, looked intently, and found a sword blade hovering above his head.

On the sword, there is also thunder.

The source of thunder.

"Disciple meets Master!"

Ximen Fuxue didn't hesitate for a moment, and bowed to Jianfeng.

In the sword, a light appeared.

Liu Yi's figure appeared from the sword light.

Ximen Fuxue looked up and saw the master in the picture, who was sitting in the void dojo, surrounded by auspicious clouds and surging sword energy.

"Just now, you were introduced into the illusion by Bo Xun, the demon path on the left, and the Buddhist gate on the right, all in your thoughts. If your Dao heart is unstable and you strayed into the two gates, you will definitely be wiped out of your spiritual wisdom, and your soul will flow through time, plants, trees, birds, and beasts, and the cycle will be endless. This thought of reincarnation is considered a great calamity in your life, and now that you have passed this calamity, it is a great creation!"

Liu Yi in the sword smiled, nodded towards the west gate, and then the picture disappeared, and the sword light exploded.

Bang!

The sword shattered into thunder, and the snow was white and flawless.

The source of thunder.

This kind of thunder fell violently, covering the body of Ximen Blowing Snow, and enveloping Ximen Blowing Snow in the thunder.

This is derived from the Thunder Dao Divine Power of the Snow Feather Dazun, unparalleled in the world, except for Liu Yi's Ten Thousand Thunder Ending, which can be compared to it, there is no thunder method between heaven and earth, which can be compared to such a Thunder Dao spell. However, this thunder was the secret method of the Snow Feather Venerable after all, and it was not created by Liu Yi himself, so Liu Yi did not pass on this thunder method to his disciples. This Dao Monarch of the Sword Dao has nine disciples under his disciples, but none of them have learned the source of ten thousand thunders.

Another ray of thunder flew out of Ximen Blowing Snow and fell on top of Meng Chengshen's head.

Meng Chengshen only felt the warm tide in his body flushing, and he was rapidly treating the injuries on his body.

Just when Meng Chengshen was shocked and sighed in his heart, a voice came from the thunder and fell into Meng Chengshen's ears: "When I said goodbye, Meng Daoyou and I haven't seen each other for many years. I have already laid down delicious food and wine in my dojo, and if Meng Daoyou is willing to come here with a face, I will greet you......"

A few words, only Meng Chengshen burst into tears.

He clearly knew that Liu Yi was already a Dao Monarch cultivator, known as the ninth master in the Universe Xuanhuang, except for the Great Dao Ancestor and the six sect masters, no one could beat him.

"I think that at the beginning, in the Hengshan realm, after my people made a feud, a group of fox friends and dog friends I knew were afraid of the enemy's prestige, and actually abandoned me one by one, and drew a clear line with my Meng Chengshen, and some people actually chased and killed me in groups in order to please my enemy, the so-called warmth and coldness of human affection, nothing more than this! Liu Daoyou has cultivated to a rare level in the world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master in the world today, but Liu Daoyou still remembers the love between him and my Meng Chengshen. I, Meng Chengshen, have made friends like Liu Daoyou in this life, and it will not be in vain for me to go through the world!"

Meng Chengshen suddenly became excited, and he waited by the side of Ximen Blowing Snow for a whole day.

It wasn't until the next day that Ximen Fuxue opened his eyes, and Meng Chengshen said, "Let's go! Let's go to your master." ”

At this moment, Meng Chengshen's self-confidence in the game suddenly returned.

It seems that it is because he has been recognized by Liu Yi, because Liu Yi also regards him as a Taoist friend, which makes Meng Chengshen feel that he deserves to enjoy the treatment of his predecessors in front of Ximen Chuixue, if he meets other monks in the future, naturally he Meng Chengshen will also be superior, if he doesn't bother with it, wouldn't he bury this relationship of cause and effect?

It's a pity that Ximen Fuxue didn't change much of his attitude towards him, he still just gave a courtesy salute to Meng Chengshen, but the words in his mouth were still indifferent, "This matter is not urgent, the predecessors still have a chance, and it has not yet ......been resolved."

Meng Chengshen's face was surprised.

He thought that Liu Yi said that he had prepared delicious food and wine and asked him to go drinking, and this Ximen Blowing Snow should take him back with him, but he didn't expect that Ximen Blowing Snow was a hard stone, and he completely ignored such people's sophistication.

Brush!

Simon Blowing Snow waved his arm and grabbed it into the air.

A small sword, coming from beyond the clouds, fell into the hands of Ximen Fuxue.

This is the Three Heavens Venerable's Transmission Flying Sword.

After Ximen Fuxue got the flying sword, he probed the information in the sword for a moment, and then cast a wonderful method, put away the Shura sword that fell to the ground, and then rolled up the sword light, and took Meng Chengshen towards the place where it was separated from the Three Heavens before, and galloped away.

The creek is babbling.

The running water is still the same.

Sanxiao Tianzun was waiting outside the courtyard gate, and when he saw Ximen Blowing Snow galloping with Meng Chengshen, he immediately bowed his hand and called him senior brother.

The third sister, Qiong Xiao, was playful, pulling Ximen Fuxue's sleeve, "Senior Brother Ximen, you are really too bold, and with Tianzun's cultivation, you went to fight the Daoist level Bo Xun Great Demon King." If it weren't for the fact that the master left a thunder light of the source of ten thousand thunders in your body, and protected you at the most critical time, you would have died now. ”

Simon Blowing Snow was still silent.

He naturally knew that if it weren't for Liu Yi secretly leaving a thunderbolt on them when they went down the mountain, he was afraid that he would have died during the previous battle.

However, Ximen Blowing Snow was a little curious, why Sanxiao knew so clearly about this matter.

Without waiting for him to ask, Qiong Xiao had already spoken: "While you were fighting, suddenly a sword light of the master descended from the sky, showing a picture of the battle......

I see!

Ximen Fuxue looked up at the depths of the sky, as if at a glance, he could see Liu Yi's dojo in the depths of the infinite starry sky, and he thought in his heart: "The strength of the master has been so strong, I am afraid that the time to establish the Great Sect is not far away." I don't know what kind of sect the master wants to establish, and how it is different from Buddhism, Confucianism, and the great religion of the Three Qing Sects. ”

"Humph!"

Seeing that Ximen Fuxue refused to speak, Qiong Xiao immediately stomped his feet angrily and scolded, "Stuffy gourd, it's boring." ”

Immediately, she walked up to Meng Chengshen again and said, "Senior, your chance was not taken away by Zhou Fengyun. Now that Senior Brother Ximen is going back to Shimen, you can take the stone tablet of Jiuqu Yellow River Town with you. ”

"This ......"

Meng Chengshen was a little dumbfounded, and said: "I have tried many times before, but I can't move that big monument. That big monument doesn't seem to be big, but it's actually as heavy as a mountain, I only have the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, how can I move it?"

"It's okay. ”

A wisp of white clouds sprinkled out from the clouds, rushing open the door of Meng Chengshen's thatched house, and letting the clouds wrap around the monument of Jiuqu Yellow River Town. "I will help you with this cloud cloud, and you will naturally be able to move. After the seniors went to my master's door, please talk to the master, just say that our three sisters have not yet found their own kendo opportunities, and they must find the opportunity before they can return to the mountain. ”

"Good!"

Ximen Fuxue only said one word, then rolled up Meng Chengshen and flew into the air.

The cloud on the ground, wrapped in the big monument of Jiuqu Yellow River Town, fell on Meng Chengshen.

Ouch!

Meng Chengshen's back hurt, and he only felt that there was a heavy force on the top of the mountain, pressing on him, which was extremely uncomfortable. His first feeling was to throw away this stone tablet and reduce the pain, but with a heavy treasure in his body, as long as he was not a fool, he would not abandon it, and Meng Chengshen naturally would not. It was only now that he finally woke up, what is pain and happiness......

The two left, and only three skies remained on the ground.

There was also a compound, and a thatched hut, which looked a little lonely.

"The eldest sister, the third sister. ”

Bi Xiao looked at this lonely world, suddenly spoke, and said: "The opportunity of Ximen blowing snow, in the middle of that infinite demon path, got the Shura Sword, and has been able to return to the mountain to recover his life, where is our chance?"

At this moment, a fiery red cloud rose from the eastern sky.

There was a huge peacock, holding this cloud light, and flew towards the sky in the distance.

Yunxiao pinched his fingers, his expression suddenly changed, pointed to the cloud that was rapidly moving away, pinched out a trick with his left hand, calculated again and again, and suddenly said: "The time has come!"