Yusha

Chapter 40 Disasters require rules and moments (4k)

In the blink of an eye, Jin Guan took a step forward, with the awe of facing life and death and some kind of indescribable despair on his face, he raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards the sword symbol in front of the two of them.

At the same time, it was Xie Jiang's screams and screams as he staggered.

"Senior brother!"

Weeping blood!

At this moment, only Xie Jiang could best understand the endless despair and great courage in Jin Guan's heart.

No matter what Chunyu Huai in front of him is trying to go crazy when he calls himself "Auntie" with a soft and charming air.

However, the monks of his Tingchang Mountain used various talismans to lay down the altar of formations, regardless of the damage to his own body, forcibly arrested the Sifang Shuhai Yuan Qi, blessed his own cultivation and aura, promoted his realm, and overwhelmed others with power.

Then Qianyuan Sword Sect is one of the great sects in the holy land north of the Chalcedony River, and both of them are direct disciples, so there is no reason why there is no way to counter it!

The most obvious method is on that sword talisman.

This is not an ordinary jade talisman of swordsmanship, when Jin Guan saw it for the first time, he saw it clearly!

This is the natal magic weapon of the elders of Jieyunfeng, the great monk of Jindan, and the Taoist of Qingquan!
Great monk Daocheng, completely alive, is both in the pill and on the weapon!

Only Xie Jiang and Jin Guan understood the terrifying power contained in this sword talisman, which could not even see the aura around it in ordinary times.

And when necessary, as Xie Jiang and Jin Guan, who also practice the Jue Yunfeng legal system and the White Tiger Crouching Cloud Sword Gang, they can use their own cultivation foundation to temporarily take over the natal magic weapon of the Great Cultivator without any preparation in advance. Invite the great cultivator Daoguo Shenhua to pave the road ahead of his practice, so as to improve his realm in a short period of time, and fight for life and death!
To be able to get in touch with the natal magic weapon of the Jindan Great Cultivator is a supreme opportunity!
And it is a great fortune for a monk to obtain the insight and refinement of Daoguo Shenhua!

But there is never [-]% good things in this world.

Such a powerful opportunity, even if it can teach the monks to almost go through the road before the nine alchemy embryos, without seeing the slightest bottleneck, but after the nine alchemy in the dantian, the process of qi going to the danyang and condensing the golden elixir will almost become a natural moat for the monks!

Because the same line of legal system has been passed down through the ages, but there has never been a birth of the same Dao fruit that is generally the same!

Because before this step was reached, there was already a great monk's divine splendor who had already illuminated this section of the road, and the Qi mechanism and Dao fruit belonging to another person had already left indelible traces!

The road has already been passed, how to go on?

The Tao has been achieved, so what is the Tao and the fruit?

Because, this step of the sky is almost like a shackle, and there is no way to make any further progress!
They all made a mistake, thinking that what they were going to face was Chun Yuhuai, who was in the Qi refining period, and an even more unbearable escaped prisoner from the Zhenmo Cave.

But now the latter has not been seen, only the former has such a change, in the blink of an eye, if you want to survive and reverse the situation, someone has to pay such a price.

Looking at it now, it seems that this fate is about to fall on Jin Guan.

It can be seen that taking this step is like a sword with no regrets.

Jin Guan's outstretched fingertips were barely within a millimeter of the floating jade talisman of swordsmanship.

Suddenly.

A silent sigh resounded in the soft spring wind in the sea of ​​trees.

At the same time, a hazy halo spread out from the sword talisman, and when one looked at it, the distance of a few centimetres was almost like a world away.

Jin Guan's figure was frozen in the mid-air, and when he looked carefully, it seemed that the world was silent for a breath, and even the swaying of the sea of ​​trees was also stagnant in this breath.

Time rolls back and the years freeze.

Only in the sword talisman, with the burst of halo, the bright light intensified, and when he looked again, a vast sword energy swept across, becoming the only existence in the vast sea of ​​trees!
The next moment, Jin Guan staggered backwards, and Xie Jiang hurriedly supported his arm tightly.

In front of the two of them, the immeasurable divine brilliance scattered and gathered again, and under the light of the sword talisman hole, they condensed into the figure of a vicissitudes of life boy.

The figure was hazy and indistinct, seemingly real but empty, swaying with the wind, as if the next moment, a gust of wind swept past, and it was about to be torn apart.

But no matter what, the vigorous aura of Taoist Qingquan's figure that belonged to the great monk of Jindan was real, and it was as fierce and violent as a storm!
After his figure appeared, Taoist Qingquan sighed again.

He looked in the direction of Hekou, and then at Xie Jiang and Jin Guan behind him.

"They are all the best children, senior brother, it shouldn't be like this..."

As he said that, Taoist Qingquan flicked his sleeve robe, and his sword turned into a breeze, wrapping the two of them and falling to the bank of the Chalcedony River.

At the same time, Taoist Qingquan turned to look at Chunyu Huai who was standing in the air.

"Both you and my family have broken the rules, and no one will say anything. What happened just now, what you said just now, Pindaoquan presumably didn't see or hear it, it's just... a spiritual creature belonging to my lineage of Jieyun , Pindao wants to take it away!"

When the voice fell, Taoist Qingquan was about to step out, raised his hand and held the sword talisman, wrapped in the torrent of sword energy, and was about to probe towards Chunyu Huai.

Chunyu Huai seemed to stand on the spot in despair, intending to catch him without a fight, but his eyes looked past Taoist Qingquan, but he looked behind him, towards the mouth of the river, and towards Tingchang Mountain.

After people have exhausted their efforts, they must take a look at God's will.

Otherwise, there is no difference between resistance and non-resistance in front of the golden core monk.

As if thinking of what Chunyu Huai had thought, Taoist Qingquan seemed to execute his steps and moves extremely slowly, as if he was waiting for some kind of result from Yuantian.

Almost when the thought came to mind, the changes also happened in the distant sky.

The glowing red morning glow became brighter and yellower for a while as the vast sea of ​​clouds continued to roll, and it was hard to know when, when I looked again, the rolling sea of ​​clouds was full of the divine light of Danxia!
A cloud seems to be a talisman seal, and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky seems to be an altar made of nine folds of clouds!
At the same time, Danxia's old mother's voice fell from the sea of ​​talisman clouds.

It seems that the situation is turbulent, and it seems that God's will is falling.

"Is there anything that can't be said well? No matter how great the reason is, when will an elder of the sect be able to shoot at a little baby casually?"

"The blood of Dongshan Chunyu's family, the legal system handed down by me..."

"I want to ask you sword lunatics, do you really have no one else in your eyes?"

It was Taoist Qinghai's old voice that responded to Danxia's mother's words.

I don't know when, it seems that at the moment Danxia's mother's voice fell, suddenly, in front of the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, there was a clear space like a scratch, running across the east and west, separating the sea of ​​clouds.

To the north of this scratch is the smudged Danxia divine light, and to the south of this scratch is the natural celestial phenomenon.

In the center of the scratch, at some point, Taoist Qing Hai shook his whisk and looked at Beitian with cold eyes.

"When Jianzong wanted to be reasonable before, your family was arrogant and unreasonable! Now that you want to be reasonable, you have to ask if we want to be reasonable!"

"Sister Danxia, ​​if I can't mend the scriptures, I won't have many years to live. Now I'm asking you clearly. I don't want to be reasonable. How do you treat it?"

"In the eyes of my old Taoist Qinghai, if there is no one else, how about you?"

"Back then, you and I were the ones who came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, but now the old Taoist still has the heart to fight with you here to the death!"

"But Danxia, ​​all these years you have been full of dirty schemes... Old godmother! How much do you have left of the killing methods of the past?"

In the vast layer of clouds, there is almost boiling Danxia divine light, but if the sea of ​​clouds is allowed to roll, that scratch seems to be a natural moat that can never be crossed!
But at this moment, Taoist Qinghai's stern face suddenly trembled violently.

With a flick of the whisk, the old man turned around suddenly, regardless of the noisy sea of ​​clouds in front of him, and looked back in the direction of Lingqiu Mountain.

At some point, Taoist Qingquan had already retracted the step he had taken, and his outstretched hand was erected in front of his chest, kneaded into sword fingers, holding the jade talisman with his fingertips, the mighty sword aura was like a dragon singing and a phoenix screaming, The majestic momentum is yet unattractive.

Behind him, at an unknown time, there was an octogenarian with an older face than that of Qinghai Daoist standing still, his wrinkled face was full of numbness traces of wind, frost, snow and rain.

If Chu Weiyang had been face to face, he would have cried out in surprise at this moment—the old man in front of him was the very old man who had spoken to Chu Weiyang outside Liu Daoren's house in Lingqiu Shanfang City.

In the old man's hand was a black banner embroidered with various maps, and at the top of the banner were two people, Xie Jiang and Jin Guan who had fallen into a coma.

At this moment, the old man stared at Taoist Qingquan indifferently with his numb eyes, and looked over the boy's illusory figure to look at Chunyu Huai behind him.

After a few breaths, the old man suddenly smiled coldly.

"You guys are really interesting. You brag about how powerful your family's legal system is. You have gone through many calamities to mend scriptures and have been completely reborn. It's just that one is floating in the sky and can't get up, and the other is stuck in a pit and can't get up..."

"Now it's exposed!"

"Yeah, I didn't see any mending sutras, I didn't see a reborn, I just saw a group of people with a good face, talking about the nonsense of children doing it for them, but before things happened, they couldn't wait to roll up their sleeves. end."

"It's happened a long time ago, you guys beat out the dog's brains in the north first, and whoever survives can just listen to who else?"

"I also want to start the business of Baihualou, and I want to gain the reputation of the Taoist sect..."

"Do you really think that you are born of God?"

"Of course, this is your own business. Yeah, I'm too lazy to take care of it and I can't take care of it, but Qingquan, my son, uses the Chalcedony River as the boundary to divide the north and the south. The iron law that Xiudu is willing to recognize!"

"Now you are right in front of your eyes, and you are showing your mind and body. You really don't pay attention to Yeye. You want to kill yourself and say it, Yeye will give you a good time!"

When the words fell, Taoist Qingquan opened his mouth to distinguish something.

Unexpectedly, the old man seemed to be extremely angry, and he directly slammed the black flag in his hand, and there seemed to be layers of spiritual light brushing down between invisible and formless, and after a while of swaying, Taoist Qingquan's revealed figure became more and more blurred. He kept opening and closing his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Looking at Taoist Qingquan's paler face, it seems that his heart has been injured, and he suffered a dark loss at the hands of the old man.

But Taoist Qingquan is useless, and Taoist Qinghai is still standing in the sky.

Shaking his face again, Taoist Qinghai finally opened his mouth.

"Brother Zong Dao..."

Before he could finish speaking, seeing the old man raising the black flag again to brush down on the sword talisman, Taoist Qing Hai hurriedly stopped talking.

The old man's cloudy eyes swept across the sky like a falcon, and finally landed on the Chalcedony River not far away.

"Boy Qinghai, it was you two who broke the rules first, so don't blame Yeye for not giving you any face!"

"From the beginning, your people shouldn't have destroyed the tree that Yeye had managed to bring down, and at the end, they should have poured three bowls of blood at the gate of Yeye!"

"It provoked the restlessness in Yeye's heart, so let the two of you bear it!"

"Danxia, ​​don't even think about opening your mouth. This kid Qinghai talks about dying all day long, but now he wants to work hard, but he just wants to continue living!"

"Yeah, it's different. In terms of life expectancy, I should have died last winter. Now I'm holding my breath. Before I die, I have to go to the north for a while. Today, let's see which of you has the cheapest mouth. Yeah, I'm going to die on some mountain..."

"Thought it all out! By opening your mouth now, you are bringing disaster to your own sect!"

"As for the matter at hand..."

"Hey! Yeah, I'm going to teach you guys to have fun too."

"Isn't it necessary to go through calamities to mend scriptures, isn't it necessary for children to succeed in succession, then it all depends on their ability!"

When the voice fell, the old man held the flag and paused again in the empty space beside him.

In time, Taoist Qingquan's figure shattered like a dream bubble, and there was a crackling sound in the dark, and when he looked again, there was a small crack on the sword-shaped jade talisman, piercing through most of the dragon's body. Pattern and phoenix seal.

Immediately afterwards, Daoist Qinghai waved his hand in the distant sky, and the sword talisman flew away through the air with a whirling sound and twirling spiritual light.

The old man didn't try to stop him, he let the sword talisman run away, turned around, and swung the black flag, and then a gust of wind swept past, and Xie Jiang and Jin Guan, who were wrapped in a coma, fell on the muddy ground.

After doing all this, the old man waved the flag carelessly in his hand, and Chunyu Huai's talisman formations covering the surrounding sea of ​​trees melted like ice and snow in time, turning into nothingness.

In the same place, Chunyu Huai's face turned pale, and he let the originally swollen breath dissipate like a dilapidated bellows.

Finally, when the talisman fan in Chunyu Huai's hand turned into a stream of light and dispersed, the young man staggered suddenly, unable to stand up in the mid-air, he whirled and fell straight to the ground in front of the Zhaiyu Building.

The old man grinned again.

"I really like the girl's character of working hard for herself. If she really can't survive with your grandma Danxia, ​​she can join the casual cultivator of the Demon Sect in Henan. I think about what your mountain master did back then. , can be regarded as a beginning and an end.”

"It's just a baby, if you dare to destroy Yeye's tree again, be careful to take your true spirit to light the lamp!"

After finishing speaking, the old man raised his hand, and the black banner turned into a black light and sank into the center of his eyebrows, and then the old man walked staggeringly through the air.

"Okay! Don't you have to go through the calamity to mend the scriptures? Go through the calamity and mend the scriptures!"

"Teach Yeye to see something new, and enjoy it!"

"There's that ignorant..."

"Hey--!"

When the voice fell, the figure of the old man had already disappeared in the same place.

In the distant sky, the divine light of Danxia seems to be frozen in the sea of ​​clouds.

Daoist Qing Hai stood there in a daze, holding the whisk in one hand and the cracked jade in the other. The crack in the sea of ​​clouds he had drawn seemed to be a cage that he could no longer enter! ——
In front of Lingqiu Shanfang City, on the boulder.

For a long while, Chu Weiyang couldn't catch his breath.

Of course, he couldn't see the true form of the Great Golden Core Cultivator, but the sharp aura that soared into the sky after another was real and true.

"Steward, let's talk about it."

"What is your identity?"

"The son-in-law who escaped from marriage in Tingchang Mountain? Or the illegitimate son of an elder of Jianzong?"

"I'm just an escaped prisoner from a small family. I took an extra sword when I came out of the Demon Town..."

"What kind of battle is this..."

(End of this chapter)