I can travel a million miles

Chapter 192 This sword is called Wusheng

The main peak of Futian sect.

After dozens of days, because the distortion in the main hall had been smoothed out by Chen Mu, the frozen ice and snow had already melted away, and the whole hall returned to its former deepness and silence.

The Zongmen's mountain protection formation is still in a state of suspension, but no one tries to approach the main hall to repair the formation. After all, Chen Mu, the true king, is suspected of retreating in the main hall, so naturally no one dares to disturb it.

What's more, with Chen Mu here, ordinary people would not dare to mess around in Futianzong, and the mountain protection formation is temporarily useless.

but.

There are ordinary people and so on, and naturally there are also unusual characters.

Master Futianzong taught Feixue, who was currently cultivating in a cave in the middle of the main peak, but he hadn't entered into a deep concentration. After all, he didn't know when Chen Mu would come out, and she had to obey orders when the time came.

Because it was simply retreating and refining, the slightest movement in the sect could wake her up.

That is at this time.

Sensei Feixue noticed something, opened his eyes suddenly, got up instantly, stepped out of the cave, and looked towards the sky to the west.

I saw a figure appearing on the cloud in the west at an unknown time. The figure was a young man of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a gray robe, and there was a vague gray mark between his brows, as if thousands of dao marks gathered Transformed.

The whole person does not have any breath.

But Master Feixue only took one look, and his whole body froze in place instantly. He felt as if his heart stopped beating suddenly, and the whole world became silent.

In the vast world, it seems that there is only this eighteen or seventeen-year-old figure left.

Ten Tribulations real person?

Yes.

That kind of feeling is a real person... a Linghe!

For many years in front of me, there is a crane with a lower spirit, standing under the boundless sentient beings.

Daoist Feixue's breathing froze because of his Dharma Body Spiritual Power and Golden Core Dao Mark, and even all emotions seemed unable to rise up, it was so difficult to move a single thought.

Looking at this figure who has occupied everything in the world for so many years, even though he has never met the other person and is very familiar with him, several rumors still rose in the mind of Fei Xue, and he fixed on one of them.

There is only one spirit crane in the Tianxuan Continent who is used to showing the world in the form of many years.

heaven,

Ming Zhenjun!

Just standing outside here seems to have taken control of that side of the world, making everything stand still.

Even Daoist Feixue fell into a freeze, let alone the other monks of Futianzong. Some of the high-level cultivators couldn't even perceive what happened, and were directly crushed to the ground.

Only the monks in the Void Core Realm, who have the sympathy between heaven and man, can vaguely perceive some inner world conditions, but their hearts are also violently trembling autonomously, as if feeling some little terror!
In the depths of a certain cave.

Lin Yue sat stiffly outside, seeing the scene of the inner world, her whole body was fixed in place and unable to move, but she could vaguely perceive the changes in the inner world.

"That's... Linghe..."

No matter how weak the Jindan Daoist is, it has reached that level. He is already superior to the Daoist. It is a spirit crane, and it feels completely the same as the spirit world, as if it is even darker and more terrifying.

Although she saw the other party's appearance and even felt the specific situation, Lin Yue still had the other party's identity in her mind.

"Master Mingzhen's..."

When Tiangong was born, a small incident happened. The Niyun Linghe, who had been missing for tens of thousands of years, reappeared in the world.

Ming Ren Ye Xue has been unable to search for the traces of Niyun Linghe, so many people have no guesses in their hearts, but know whether Ming Zhenjun will step into the realm and visit the spirit world in person.

Because in the first few days, Zhenjun Ming did not appear, the world guessed that Zhenjun Ming might come, or maybe he was willing to face the two spirit cranes of the spirit world and Niyun.

But after two months, the other party still came.

In the body of a crane,
Descend to Futianzong!
Lin Yue shook her head slightly in her heart. It is useless for you to worry about things at the Ren Ye level. No matter what the reason for Ming Zhenjun's visit, everyone can only wait for the result.

……

In a dead silence.

Standing in Futian Sect's Master Ming, he finally spoke indifferently, looking at the main peak of Futian Sect, his eyes directly passed through the present world and fellow Taoists, and saw the spiritual world among the fellow Taoists.

"This Sea of ​​Darkness, congratulations to the true king."

"Before the ancient times, I was able to retake the road of soul cultivation and ascend to the realm of the spirit crane. As far as I know in the 10 years of walking in the world, there is only one true king. The talents and means of the true king make me admire."

Ming Zhenjun's voice is in harmony with his appearance. It has a thick and neutral tone, and at the same time has a very penetrating power. Whether it is a monk who is located in the deep retreat, or in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away, everyone will be able to hear it. Can hear that voice.

same.

That voice also penetrated the world and fellow daoists, and fell into the fellow daoists.

Although many people have already guessed the identity of Lord Ming, many monks were still shocked when they heard the words of Lord Ming at this time, and they all looked at this figure who had been there for many years in awe.

It is said that Lord Ming became enlightened 18 years later, and has witnessed 18 springs and autumns in the world. It is far beyond the comparison of any Jindan real person. Even for a real person like Feixue, he is almost a legendary figure.

A decree can shake the entire Tianxuan Continent.

With one order, none of the hundred sects of the immortal sect would dare to obey.

And along with Ming Zhenjunzhi's words, some monks who were prostrate on the ground and their bodies were solidified could not help but look at the main peak of Futianzong and the main hall on the top of the peak with some difficulty from the corner of their eyes.

For us, it may be rare to see a successor in our lifetime, but there is no one outside.

Amid the noise.

The small door of Futian Sovereign Hall quietly opened.

The spirit world, dressed in white, stepped out of the hall, looked calmly, looked at Zhenjun Mingzhi under the sky and said indifferently:
"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"It's just a fluke to go so far."

Ren Ye's voice was more exciting than Ming Zhenjun's, but when it fell, it was like a spring breeze, quietly blowing through the entire Futian sect.

Fu Tianzong's deep oppression, the invisible oppression that made everyone freeze and move, dissipated so quietly, some monks staggered and fell to the ground, and gasped for breath.

Even Daoist Feixue took a deep breath and swayed his body. For a moment, he could only feel his own greatness, and that was the first time you didn't feel that way before you became Linghe.

In the future, when I meet a peerless real person who has been in the past for ten kalpas, I feel the small gap in this kind of strength, which is far from the current one. I just feel like a speck of dust, facing the vast and endless ocean.

"If you are lucky enough to be able to reach the realm of the spirit crane, this world is full of leaves."

Ming Zhenjun's demeanor is very normal.

The spirit world didn't respond, but looked away, looked in front of Zhenjun Ming, and said in a calm tone: "That person, should be Zhenjun Ren Ye?"

The voice fell.

I saw wisps of fresh air intertwining and converging in the clouds, turning into a human form, but it was an old man with a fairy demeanor, a childlike face with crane hair, dark eyes, and a misty breath. The whole person was like a ray of breeze in the world.

"I am ashamed to use the way of soul cultivation to ascend to the realm of the spirit crane. The old man's technique of transforming the Qingyuan can hide between the heaven and the earth, and in the Taoist accumulation, with both form and appearance, but the real monarch can see through it at a glance."

The old man stood on the cloud, stretched out his hand and made many false moves, a ray of cloud in the distance flew towards me in the form of an ancient axe, landed on me, lifted me up, looked at the spirit world at the same time, and smiled heavily.

That scene seemed abnormal, but when it fell into the eyes of Master Feixue, it made you take a deep breath.

In your line of sight, this ancient ax transformed into clouds is not just an illusion, but also transformed by magic, but a real ancient ax living creature with flesh and blood!
Turning decay into magic, being able to attune everything in the world at will, changing its appearance, and even creating spirits, is a low level that Jindan Daoist can't touch, and only Wulinghe can do that.

Chen Mu Linghe!

It is another existence that is comparable to Zhenjun Ming and stands at the top of the common people. It is said that the time of enlightenment is ten thousand years earlier than that of Zhenjun Ming. deep.

The technique of fabricating living beings is indeed amazing, and it is extremely ancient. It is difficult for the existence of Wuji who has deep understanding in the creation of all creatures and the creation of heaven and earth to do that.

Even Lord Mingzhi also took a sideways look.

I can also fabricate creatures at will, but I can't understate and lift weights like Chen Mulinghe.

However, shaping creatures is only a way after all, it is just to show some understanding of the creatures of the world, it is wrong to use it to bluff people, but it does not have any actual power.

Those fabricated creatures, whose spirituality is solidified, basically have no potential, even if they deliberately spend energy to shape them carefully, at least they can create a "false golden pill" as the core of their natal life, so that they have the power of half a real person .

To that level, for Linghe, at least it can be used as a mount, and it does not have any fighting skills.

"The two of you came here, it seems that you are looking for the whereabouts of Niyun Zhenjun."

The spirit world opened its mouth lightly.

Chen Mulinghe seemed to behave indifferently, but first hid himself by the technique of concealment, and before I saw through, he showed the magic technique of transforming creatures. The reason is that he must put some pressure on me first.

When Zhenjun Ming saw that the spirit world had made a statement, he did not hide it. He just stood on the cloud with his hands behind his back, and said: "The old grievances between Niyun and me have happened tens of thousands of years later, and it has nothing to do with Zhenjun. Ren Ye must intervene in this matter, as long as he informs me of Ni Yun's whereabouts, I will go in immediately, which is an embarrassment for Zhenjun."

The spirit world didn't speak, but stood outside, looking at the sky with deep and dark eyes.

Ming Zhenjun's eyes paused for a moment, his expression returned to indifference, and he said: "It seems that he knows... In that case, I will hand you over, even though he is an ancient soul cultivator with shocking methods, but With him alone, he is guarding and living this opportunity, and he is going to die for it."

The tone of the latter paragraph is quite exciting, while the previous paragraph is more indifferent, and there is even a hint of threat in the tone.

There must be some means for the spirit world to re-take the path of soul cultivation before the ancient times, but I will let out the small chance involving the Yin-Yang Cave, the secret place of fellow Taoists, not to mention that there is no Chen Mu Linghe to join hands with me.

The two joined forces, looking at the entire land, except for this unfathomable Abyss Breaking Spirit Crane, anyone else will be suppressed by us.

"What Minghai said is wrong, but the real king still has to make mistakes. The real king stepped into this realm. It is still not hundreds of thousands of years away from the catastrophe of heaven and man. It must be because of an illusory opportunity. adventure."

Chen Muren Ye said with a smile.

Compared to Ming Ren Ye Xue, I didn't show any coercion or aura, but when I said those words, the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly became a little lighter.

Chen Mu and Ming Hai faced the spirit world far away, and the very air seemed to become thick for a while, and the few Futianzong monks above felt their breath freeze for a while.

Even real Feixue felt relaxed for a while.

The eight spirit cranes confront each other!

Once there is a real conflict, regardless of the outcome, Futianzong is unlikely to be implicated, not to mention that the spirit cranes close to Futianzong are from the spirit world, and the opponents are two ancient spirit cranes, Chen Mu and Minghai. Anxiety is in people's hearts.

And just when the atmosphere was close to freezing.

The spirit world spoke.

I looked at Ming Hai and Ren Ye, with a calm expression, and said: "What I said is wrong, this opportunity is indeed not important to you, but it is not unavoidable for me to let you in with only a few words. Make people value."

"You don't have a sword, if you two can catch up, then you will intervene in this matter again."

As the voice fell, the spirit world raised its hand heavily, and a dark yellow ancient flying sword quietly appeared behind me, ups and downs in the void.

Ming Zhenjun was startled for a moment, then his eyebrows became anxious, and he said very normally:

"can."

Indeed, as the spirit world said, if you force him to give way with just a few words, it is indeed a loss of face. No matter who can cultivate Ren Ye, he must have no arrogance, and it will be easy to be superior. It's also very common.

Since the spirit world has found a "one-stroke covenant" step to climb, I also mind giving up that step. After all, I am also willing to die with the spirit world. If half of my life is taken away by the spirit world, I will also end up dead In a situation like the cloud, this is always unacceptable.

Only one move, to test the depth, is also suitable.

"good."

Chen Mulinghe also nodded with a smile.

I also want to test the strength of the newly promoted Spirit Crane in the spirit world. After all, he was the only person who took the road of soul cultivation and became Ren Ye before the ancient times. Afterwards, he even slightly beat Tianhua Ren Ye by one trick. The specific depth is still known. .

The spirit world narrowed its gaze, looked at the black and yellow sword floating behind its face, raised its left hand, and held it in the palm of its hand, as if supporting a heavy world.

"The world calls me a living crane."

"This sword is called 'Yousheng'."

The voice fell.

The flying sword in the palm quietly entered the void.

Standing on the cloud, Lord Ming suddenly changed color in just one moment. When he raised his left hand, he knew when he had grasped a dark gray spear. The underside was filled with a strong dead air, as if soaked in some Among the dead bodies.

As soon as the natal Lingbao was called out, the void behind it twisted, and a withered yellow sword edge pierced through the void, stabbing straight at my body, and collided with the dark gray spear in my hand.

On that touch.

Ming Ren Ye Xue's complexion changed again.

It was the calmness and panic after the recovery, but a hint of horror.

Without the slightest hesitation, I pointed my right hand backwards, and a beam of violent death energy surged away and penetrated into the spear, causing the gray spear to emit a beam of dark white light, which seemed to pierce four layers of clouds in an instant.

But the gray spear was able to erupt this weak death intent, and it was directly crushed by a thick and light pressure that carried a world-like oppression. With a violent shock, the white light below was completely intact.

last moment.

Seeing that Zhenjun Ming's whole body was pushed forward little by little by the black and yellow sword pierced from the void, the void in front of him was also twisted and folded a little bit, and the front blasted, The void was crushed, and he fell directly into Ren Ye from the present world, and there was no stopping, the whole person continued to fly forward.

Before smashing several Ren Ye's peaks one after another, it fell to the small land of fellow Taoist with a bang.

Between heaven and earth.

A piece of normal.

(End of this chapter)