The sword formation was broken by the butcher. Every fine sand no longer contained the energy of heaven and earth and the intent of the sword. The fine sand changed back to its original weight. Under the butcher's chop, the fine sand became even more tiny particles. When the butcher drew his sword and rushed towards Ye Qi, shaking the fine sand on the ground, the fine sand floated in the air for a long time.

Ye Qi cut the butcher's hands into blood mist, and the blood mist fell on the fine sand and was swallowed by the fine sand.

The butcher's body is very strong. Even his hands contain infinite energy of heaven and earth, which is enough to break through the realm of knowing life. After the fine sand merges with blood mist, it quickly regains its brilliance, just like a block in the Daming Lake. After being broken by his uncle for several years, he can still protect the mountain gate of the Demon Sect after taking all the breath of heaven and earth.

At that time, the butcher was looking at the sky. After watching the sky, he could only use it to mock Ye Qi during his death time, and he had no more time to observe the resurrection of the sword formation.

Since then, the butcher who lived for a eternal night also died in a small town on the border of Yan and Song with the drunkards.

...

Liu Bai lifted the bead curtain of the pavilion and looked at the rain clouds in the southeast of Southern Jin. He knew that two powerful men from the realm of no distance were fighting before, and that one person from the realm of no distance was dead.

And now, there is a battle there, and someone is dead. He cannot confirm who it is because he cannot capture any aura and can only sense it should be terrifying.

Who is it?

...

On an isolated island in the South China Sea, Chen sat in front of the peach forest. The ocean was terrifyingly quiet outside the reef under his feet. Liu Bai dared not confirm who was fighting, but he knew it because he had been in charge of the Taoist sect for countless years and knew enough.

"The drunkard and the butcher died like this? They are really two useless people."

There was no one on the isolated island, and no one answered his words. A wave that intersected the sky suddenly appeared thousands of feet away, slapped on the calm sea in front of the island. Then dozens of water columns hundreds of feet wide rose on the sea surface until the white clouds under the sky were torn apart.

...

On the back mountain of the academy, Li Gangbang accidentally knocked off the purple clay teapot produced in Chaoyang County, the teacher's favorite. He did not do anything wrong and hurried to apologize to the teacher, but looked at the sky silently.

The Master did not get angry and scolded his disciples as usual, and looked at the sky with Li Slowly.

"Faced with such an ending, what I want to say is that the twelfth junior brother is mighty." Suddenly, Li said slowly.

After breaking through the entrance to life and death, Jun Mo never chose to take that step because he didn't want to hide, and he also knew that the teacher was unwilling to fight Haotian with his sword like his uncle.

But people always have to walk when they are alive. If they don’t break through the situation, how should they go? After thinking for many days, they have no clue, so they come to ask the Master for advice.

When he heard the eldest brother talk about the mighty twelfth junior brother, he asked in confusion: "What's wrong with the twelfth junior brother?"

Without waiting for Li Junshu to explain anything, he looked up on a green tree in front of the thatched hut and found that the twelfth junior brother was not by the lake. Then he thought that the twelfth junior brother had not been there for the past few days, but he didn't notice it. He suddenly reached out, took off the ancient crown on his head, and found a small blue cicada wing in his hair.

It’s not a twenty-three-year-old cicada, but it’s indeed another twenty-three-year-old cicada.

Seeing that Jun Mo was about to be furious, Li Kuangshu hurriedly said, "This is the lesson given to him by the teacher, and he doesn't want us to know."

Yu Lian came, and she also caught a cicada wing in her hand. She wanted to question the master directly, but at this time there was no sign of the master in the thatched house, so she could only look at the eldest brother.

"Things that we don't want to know must be very dangerous. He is still young and can be said to be ignorant. Are you, senior brother and teacher, not sensible?"

Under the gaze of his senior brother and sister, Li Kuangshui didn't know how to answer, glanced at the empty thatched hut. He suddenly looked at the distance of the path leading to the thatched hut, and muttered himself: "The twelfth junior brother is back so soon?"

Yu Lian and Jun Mo looked at that place, but they didn't find anyone. When they turned their heads, Li Kuang was no longer visible.

...

There is a mountain about seventy miles away from the capital of Southern Jin.

This mountain is not as majestic and tall as the back mountain of the academy in the south suburbs of Chang'an City. It is covered by clouds all day long. Instead, it is exposed to the sun calmly, and every rock and every grain of dust seems so clear.

The overall appearance of this mountain is also very clear. The cliffs on three sides are smoother than ordinary cliffs, reflecting the light cast from the sky, and gathering on the top of the peak with bright light, looking like a sword. (Note)

This mountain is called Jianshan by many people. Liu Bai, the former strongest man in the world, is at the foot of the mountain. It is an old-style ancient pavilion with distinct black and white colors. People call this ancient pavilion Jiange.

After killing the drunkard and the butcher, Ye Qi only killed two people. As for swallowing the cultivation of the two people, he had no psychological barrier. A few days later, he walked in the Song Kingdom, returned to the Linhai Town where he once lived, took a few glances, looked at the seawall, and set off for the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Walking before the sword pavilion, which was clearly distinguished by black and white, he thought that the former Dongyi City was outside Dongyi City, and it was as clear as this sword mountain. The four-gu Sword Sword also uses swords and is also called the Sword Saint by the world.

His practice time was very short, and only the sword that revealed the world was only two swords outside Chang'an City, but it undoubtedly made everyone remember him, especially his first swords outside Chang'an City defeated Liu Bai. There was no reason why the people in Jiange did not know him.

After he appeared outside the Jiange Gate, a disciple of Jiange who was on duty outside the door entered the depths of Jiange to report.

A disciple on duty came up, bent down respectfully and said, "I have met Mr. Twelve, how dare you ask if you are here in Jiange?"

Ye Qi nodded and signaled that the disciple of Jiange in front of him did not have to be too polite, and said, "Liu Bai said that when I come to Jiange, I will invite me to drink, and I will come here to ask for a glass of wine today."

Hearing the word "drinking" by the disciple on duty in Jiange was obviously relieved and said, "Someone has already gone to inform the Pavilion Master. According to the rules of Jiange, please wait in front of the Pavilion. Please forgive me."

Ye Qi waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

...

After thinking for several days, Liu Bai finally determined the identities of the two great practitioners in the realm of no distance. Li Kuangrang was not good at fighting, so he only had the twelve gentlemen who broke through the five realms with Wei Guangming. He guessed the identity of the other one for several days and thought of the two people recorded in the Xiling Buddhist scriptures.

He has indeed become much stronger again.

Liu Bai sat by the pool in front of the building, looking at the pool of green lotus, as if he was watching the entire world.

The turbid lake was already clear and he didn't dare to take that step. After the battle outside Chang'an City, he no longer feared it. In early autumn this year, he danced a sword in front of the pond and was disdainful to break it. Since he was disdainful, he was calm between heaven and earth. Why should the water in the pond be dirty?

As if he sensed something, he suddenly stood up and walked out of the pavilion with a smile.
Chapter completed!