Before Cheng Yu opened his eyes, there were bursts of high-pitched birdsong coming from his ears.
His vision gradually became clearer, and he realized that he was lying on the back of a huge white crane, following it in and out of the sea of clouds, like a fish swimming in the sea, soaring among the many surrounding peaks.
"Bah!"
"Pulling!"
The white crane changed to a low cry this time, then converged its wings and flapped its wings and landed on the top of a high mountain, surrounded by auspicious clouds and mist and numerous peaks.
The white crane lowered itself after landing. Cheng Yu slid off the crane. When his feet landed, he turned around and looked back, only to realize that the white crane actually had two pairs of wings on the front and back.
Moreover, there is a long golden beard hanging down from the corner of its mouth. The two long legs, which are almost as tall as a person, are not made of black bird skin, but pieces of golden scales, shining under thousands of rays of sunlight. Obviously
Not an ordinary species.
Then where is this?
Just when Cheng Yu was about to raise his eyes and look around, the alien white crane spread its wings and flew halfway into the air, then whirled and plunged into the sea of clouds.
Then I felt countless dazzling rays of light coming towards me. It turned out that the rays of light were caused by the rising sun and were blocked by the mountains in front of me.
Could this be Qianxia Mountain?
"Master!"
"Master!"
"Master...Master...Master!"
Just at this moment, Cheng Yu once again heard familiar calls from behind him, but these voices were all mixed with anxiety and uneasiness.
He turned around, and sure enough he saw Zixia facing him sideways, sitting in front of a cave that emitted a rich purple light. In front of him were three old acquaintances kneeling: Xi Quan Yao, Jin Shu Yang, and Huo in Taoist uniform.
Yazi.
Cheng Yu looked at the old Taoist twice. At this time, Huo Yazi looked much younger than when he was in Qingluo Village. He looked like a middle-aged fairy, elegant but capable, unlike when Cheng Yu first met him.
So shabby, old and vicissitudes of life.
However, although he looked much younger, his complexion was not very good, and he seemed to have a hidden injury.
He and the thin dog demon next to him knelt side by side in front, and Jin Shuyang, who knelt at the end, no longer looked like a boy, but a handsome young scholar. At this moment, he was always prostrate on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, but his whole body was light.
Shivering slightly.
"I'll kill you two, you two evil beasts!"
Seeing Zixia almost gritting her teeth and scolding the two apprentices in front of her, Cheng Yu glanced at her: her aura was so scattered that she hardly looked like an earthly immortal.
The three kneeling disciples could naturally tell that something was wrong with Zixia. In their panic, they no longer cared about master-disciple etiquette and hurriedly raised their heads to look at their master with concern.
But Zixia was still an Earth Immortal after all. When she was furious, she quickly calmed down her mind and calmed down a little after a few breaths.
"Not broken!"
Zixia, who had recovered slightly, shouted to Huo Yazi, it turned out that this experienced Taoist's Dharma title was also of a different generation.
"The disciple is here!"
At this time, Huo Yazi answered calmly and calmly, which was completely different from the one Cheng Yu met in Qingluo Village.
"From now on, you will be in charge of Qianxia Mountain."
Zixia said casually.
"ah?"
"ah?"
"ah?"
The three of them knelt down and looked up at Zixia.
"Teacher...teacher..."
The thin dog demon knelt and moved forward half a step and shouted, but Zixia raised her hand to stop her:
"Don't panic, do you think I will leave you here, and you and Bu Zhe will beat you to death again? Although our Qianxia Mountain has many peaks, it cannot withstand you two evil beasts like this.
toss."
Zixia said, Xiao Quan Yao and Huo Yazi both lowered their heads and looked to the side. Cheng Yu followed their gazes and saw that the top of another shorter mountain not far away had been cut off diagonally.
, the lush mountain reveals a large area of fresh mud and rock.
"Hmph! If I hadn't come back to get some things for my master, I don't know how far the two of you would have fought. After a fight, at least one of you would have been injured... Sigh!"
"Master, calm down, my disciple deserves to die!"
"Teacher...teacher..."
Zixia sighed softly and waved her hand at the thin dog demon, shaking her head helplessly and saying:
"That's it! There are no sects in the sect, and there are all kinds of strange things. From now on, I will take those sword cultivator disciples and stay in Qianxia Mountain."
Zixia said and looked at Xi Quan Yao and Jin Shu Yang again, and continued:
"Unknowingly, the two of them took other disciples who were good at making talismans and alchemy, and followed the master to the capital of Dazhao. The master had other arrangements."
"yes!"
After hearing this, the three of them felt at ease.
It turns out that the team of Jinwu Guards are the Fulu Sect disciples who used to be in Qianxia Mountain, and those who stayed behind in this mountain are all sword cultivator disciples.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yu turned his head and looked at the side of the mountain with half of it cut off obliquely. It turned out that internal fighting was also prevalent in the cultivation sect, but it was just that his actions were so devastating that he was obviously determined to fight to the death.
Why are the two of them fighting like this?
From this, Cheng Yu thought of the young swordsman Qiu Luo whom he met in Qingluo Village before. He had given birth to two flying swords one after another, and he could be regarded as a rising star on Qianxia Mountain.
And the purpose of Qiu Luo going down the mountain was to experience slaying demons.
It's a pity that the first flying sword was easily destroyed by the mother of the Bai family. The second flying sword had just been born and rushed towards it because it sensed Jia Fei's demonic energy. Cheng Yu used the golden light blade to smash it to pieces.
.
It can be seen that the Qianxia Mountain Sword Cultivator sect has always been hostile to demons.
As for Xi Quan Yao, Zi Xia's eldest brother, he is a demon cultivator...
It seems that no matter which world we are in, there is always a gap between humans and demons.
At this time, Zixia saw that the three of them were quiet and nodded slightly. She couldn't help but look at Huo Yazi one more time and frowned:
"Buzhe! Is your life sword broken?"
When Huo Yazi heard his master's question, he originally wanted to turn his head and look at the thin dog demon next to him, but in the end he resisted and only lowered his head and answered yes.
"snort!"
Zixia seemed a little tired. She just hummed and was too lazy to say anything more. Then she closed her eyes and muttered something, as if she was reciting the magic formula.
"open!"
Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand to the sky with all his strength, and the three disciples in front of him were thrown back dozens of feet away by an invisible aura.
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The mountain peak they were on suddenly shook violently, and then in the cave behind Zixia, the purple light suddenly surged, annihilating all the people at the entrance of the cave.
"Whoosh!"
A black shadow emerged from the crack in the purple light, and with a "pop!" sound, it fell steadily into Zixia's hand. It was an unattractive black sword.
After the purple light dimmed, Zixia glanced at the three apprentices who were shaken into the distance and raised her hand.
The black sword in his hand drew an arc and fell to the side of the old Tao who fell to the ground.
"Crack!"
The sword made a dull sound when it hit the ground. It was not made of gold or stone, but made of wood.
Spirit Tribulation Sword.
Cheng Yu had seen this ebony sword several times before, but it had always been broken into half. This was the first time he saw its complete appearance, but it was only three feet long, simple in style, and unremarkable.
When Huo Yazi saw his master casually throwing a jet-black broken wooden sword in front of him, he didn't react for a moment. It wasn't until a few breaths later that his mind turned around and his eyes were as wide as copper bells.
The wooden sword on the ground.
"This sword belongs to you."
"Ah? This disciple has caused such a big disaster, so he has to be given a sword by his master. Disciple...disciple..."
The old Taoist was so excited that he started to stutter, and in the end he almost fell to his knees in tears.
Um?
Suddenly, he noticed that the originally black Spiritual Tribulation Sword in front of him suddenly emitted bursts of dark green light for some unknown reason.
The old Taoist was startled and hurriedly raised his head to look at the master, only to see that Zixia's hand was also glowing with green light at some point, but he couldn't see clearly what was in his hand.
Cheng Yu, who was on the side, had already seen that what he was holding in his hand was a fruit core the size of a walnut and a slender wooden stick as long as the length of a pen barrel.
These two objects glowed cyan in Zixia's hands, echoing each other with the Spiritual Tribulation Sword in front of Lao Dao.
The fruit core should be what trapped the spirit of the old man of the Huang family, and the slender wooden stick was the imperial pen tube enshrined in the Qianfu ancestral hall in Qingchuan County.
thing.
No wonder the old Taoist secretly broke into the ancestral hall that night. The closer the broken sword in his hand was to the ancestral hall, the brighter the blue light on the sword became.
Later, the pen tube and the wood spirit merged into Jia Fei's body by mistake, which caused the broken sword to light up again when he returned to Qing Luo Village. This was also because he sensed Jia Fei who was also in the village.
Caused by.
Zixia seemed a little tired at this time and did not give any explanation to the three apprentices, but lectured them again.
He also ordered the thin dog demon and Jin Shuyang to wait for him at the border of Gyeonggi Province, and then took the fruit cores and wooden sticks in their hands, soared into the air and flew towards Qingluo Mountain in the north.
"..."
"..."
Seeing that their master was gone, the three disciples kowtowed to Bei repeatedly before they dared to stand up.
Huo Yazi held the Spirit Tribulation Sword in both hands and was carefully turning it over and over to wipe the black sword body. From the corner of his eye, he saw the thin dog demon staring at the sword in his hand. The two immediately looked at each other and snorted in unison.
With a cry, they never looked at each other again.
When Jin Shuyang behind him saw this, he hurriedly tried to smooth things over, and then the three of them dispersed to get ready.
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"Oh!"
In the hazy chaos, Cheng Yu only heard a scream, which was the scream of the old man of the Huang family. From then on, there was no more sound.
"Woo!"
In the haze, another dazzling yellow light shot up into the sky, and quickly fled towards the Tianshi Temple in the capital with the sound of wind.
"snort!"
What finally came out of the chaos was Zixia's contemptuous snort.