When Huang Zhen and Zhu Lu were drinking tea under the vines on the Huayang Palace Mountain Road and listening to Taoism, Zheng Juzhong and Liu Xi were passing the mountain gate archway and stepping into the realm of Luo Luo Mountain.
Ancient ruins, new battlefield.
The earth has long been crisscrossed with ravines and devastated. Fists, sword energy, and martial arts are all mixed together, and the world is in chaos.
It was as if the entire blue sky was beginning to tremble, and the smoked and molten glaze color was constantly dripping down into the world.
Two figures passed by each other, Jiang She twisted his wrist, and the body behind him that was broken by his waist split into two parts in the air.
Even though Jiang Shangzhen has seen similar scenes countless times, he still feels weird. They all say that people who practice Taoism are no longer human. What about us, the mountain master?
Cui Dongshan had no expression on his face, just staring at Jiang She. There were really no flaws, and he was a real pervert.
Thousands of years have passed, times have changed, and the so-called ancestor of the military strategist has become illegitimate, with only his title remaining, and has not been incense for thousands of years.
The Yin God has not returned yet.
A martial artist in the eleventh realm, the five martial arts fortunes are fighting within the world of human body, forcing Jiang She to fight against the outside world while at the same time keeping the inside at bay.
Invisibly, Zheng Juzhong had to suppress the avenue.
There was still Wu Shuangjiang watching him eagerly, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
But even so, Jiang She still beat the divine Chen Pingan to the point where he could only parry but could not fight back.
The majestic Dharma Minister, Jiang She's huge golden body, stands in the center of the battlefield site. He beats the soft-as-mud sky barrier with his hands, constantly testing the toughness of Wu Shuangjiang's talisman.
Wu Shuangjiang clicked his tongue in surprise. If he left it alone, over time, Jiang She might really kill him.
Chen Ping'an had just received a punch from Jiang She's real body, and finally stood still. The end result was that half of his body was exposed with golden bones. To be precise, the divine body without flesh and blood was broken by Jiang She's countless gold bars.
Fortunately, relying on this divine body, I was completely at a disadvantage, but I did not fall into death.
As Jiang Shangzhen, who witnessed the fighting process with his own hands, from the beginning, he was on tenterhooks, surrounded by dangers, miserable, and heart-wrenching, to trying his best to stabilize his Taoist heart and try his best to go into that fight with a Taoist mentality, and in the end, he became thorough
Numb. Jiang Shangzhen didn’t know how to describe this one-sided “martial arts performance”.
Wu Shuangjiang suddenly spoke and asked with a smile: "Senior Jiang, since the outcome of the two of you is clear, but you can't tell the difference between life and death, why don't you both take a break?"
Jiang She accepted the Dharma image and said, "Just chat a few more words and explain the funeral arrangements."
The three military fortunes of the following criminals were almost completely suppressed by Jiang She.
The one that Jiang She was most afraid of was, of course, the taciturn Zheng Juzhong.
Chen Ping'an distanced himself from Jiang She, and Jiang She also held the formation-breaking spear in his hand.
Having some time to spare, Wu Shuangjiang waved his sleeves and said, "Since I want to give it away, it's all yours."
The four imitation swords flew towards Chen Pingan with lightning speed, and finally the sword tips pointed to the ground, surrounding Chen Pingan.
Wu Shuangjiang has erased all restrictions on the imitation sword, and it is temporarily ownerless.
Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled and even more worried. If Wu Shuangjiang lost four imitation swords, would he lack killing power?
After all, Wu Shuangjiang's original intention of refining the imitation sword was to make up for Yu Douwen's lack of killing power.
Wu Shuangjiang explained: "This is the reward you deserve for protecting the road. Don't worry that my killing methods are not enough."
Cui Dongshan whispered: "Sir, it's very hot."
Naturally, they are extremely precious. After all, they are the lower-grade authentic works of the four immortal swords. I believe that Wu Shuangjiang spent countless resources, time and practice in order to refine them. Ordinary Ascension Realm monks, even if they only own one of them
This imitation sword will probably make you laugh out of your dreams.
Sure enough, Wu Shuangjiang reminded with a smile: "There are advantages and disadvantages to accepting them or not. There are no need to mention the advantages of accepting them. You are a sword cultivator and you know that owning them has endless wonderful uses. It is not just about having four sharp weapons.
Although it is severely damaged and difficult to repair, and it will cost some energy and immortal money, it will definitely be profitable."
"The disadvantages are not small. If you are against someone in the future, you can sacrifice them casually and be seen by interested people, which is equivalent to confirming that you and Sui Chugong are allies. Of course, even if you are caught, Bai Yujing has thought in recent years
It’s not that easy to be free.”
Chen Pingan rolled up his sleeves and put away the four priceless imitation swords without hesitation, saying: "Put them away, why not."
Taibai, Daozang, Wanfa, Tianzhen. Every immortal sword that cannot be refined contains an ancient orthodox path.
Therefore, each imitation sword is Wu Shuangjiang's dismantling and reshaping of the four Dao channels. It is like a detailed annotation of the four exegetical works of the ancient Tiandao. As long as Chen Pingan holds all the imitation swords, he will be able to practice Taoism in the future.
, the process of repairing and refining the imitation sword is like reading four written heavenly books, how beneficial is it to open the book?
At the same time, Chen Ping'an also has a unique innate advantage. He and Ning Yao are Taoists, and they can access the fairy sword "Innocence".
He himself also owns a tip of the Taibai Immortal Sword, which he refined into the long sword "Yeyou". What's more, his fellow countryman Zhao Yao still has a quarter of Taibai. Now he calls him Uncle Master because of his affection.
It is the duty of Da Li to call the Imperial Master in the hall.
Previously, Wu Shuangjiang took the lead in questioning Bai Yujing, and the four imitation swords were downgraded. They were useless to use against Jiang She. Rather than being completely shattered by Jiang She's punches, it was better to give them to Chen Ping'an and keep them safe.
Jiang She laughed boldly and said: "Zheng is in the middle. The capable work harder and the strong get more. It is only right. The title of the founder of the military strategist and Jiang She's life are up to you. The premise is that you can leave this place alive!"
Zheng Juzhong nodded in greeting.
Jiang She looked at Wu Shuangjiang, "Unexpectedly, there are heroes like you on our road. I'm so lucky. But I'm not lovable. I'm so irritating."
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "That's easy to say."
In the willow-shaded dojo where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, it was like a fairyland. Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "Grandmaster Jiang is not in the fifteenth realm of secrets. We couldn't encircle and kill him, but we were killed in one pot."
Cui Dongshan, who is in charge of Daze Xiaotiandi in ancient Shu, said, "Unless we are killed in one fell swoop, this guy will have a chance to reach the fifteenth level."
Jiang Shangzhen rubbed his hands and said, "Then I can rest assured. I am willing to be a vanguard general and dare to take the lead."
Cui Dongshan smiled and reminded: "Don't be killed by Ancestor Jiang in just three or two rounds. You will give away a good man's head for nothing, and your own prestige will be destroyed if someone else's ambition grows."
Jiang She glanced at them and shook his head. He was both self-deprecating and even more sarcastic, saying: "It's true that all cats and dogs can be put on the table to eat."
If Xiao Mo and Bai Jing mess up the situation, one is a quasi-fourteenth realm sword cultivator and the other is a perfect Ascension Realm. Their qualifications and killing power are both there. They really cannot be underestimated. They are just two immortals in front of them? Count them.
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Cui Dongshan said angrily: "Chief Zhou, this guy praises me for having nine lives and calls you, the fallen True Lord, a dog. Can you bear it? I don't appreciate it. Why don't we work together to kill him?!"
The old god Jiang Shangzhen, who claims to be the real king of collapse, is here, walking around the world, and has the ability to do what he says. "Nowadays, these are not considered curse words."
If it is said that being scolded can increase one's moral character, I'm afraid Jiang Shangzhen would have already reached the fourteenth realm.
Jiang Shangzhen asked Cui Dongshan from the bottom of his heart, "They are all named Jiang, but they are not the ancestors of my family."
Cui Dongshan said cowardly: "What's the point? I'm going to trick you into destroying your ancestors, good brother."
Jiang Shangzhen rubbed his chin, "That's right."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Last time I asked you to rush to the Daquan Dynasty and beat up old Pei Min. Didn't you become the chief worshipper? This time you have to make a fortune as the deputy chief of Luoluo Mountain?"
Jiang Shangzhen took a deep breath and no longer looked frivolous.
Chatting with Cui Dongshan is nothing more than emphasizing courage.
After all, he had to face the life and death of the ancestor of the military strategist. Even Jiang Shangzhen, who was famous for his boldness, had to be unstable.
Fortunately, Jiang Shangzhen just got a fresh flying sword, so he can practice with it first.
The length of the flying sword is the same as that of a sword. Jiang Shangzhen held the long sword and shook his wrist beautifully.
This sword was obtained from an old friend whom I barely knew.
In Huangheji, the blessed place of Jiang's Cloud Cave, he worked as a ferryman holding mugwort, and his pseudonym was Ni Yuanzhan. His predecessor was "Lu Sheng", a scholar in Ouhua blessed place, whose courtesy name was Xizhou. He was the mentor of Sui Youyou. In the past, Chunyang
Lu Yan visited the blessed land of lotus root and once enlightened Lu Sheng and gave him a beautiful dream of yellow rice. Not long ago, Lu Sheng received a decree from the old temple master, and at the same time, he also gave him a Taoist secret.
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At that moment, Lu Sheng realized that Jiang Shangzhen had not tricked him. Lu Sheng, the blessed land of Lotus Roots, and Ni Yuan's Hairpin, the blessed land of Cloud Cave, were indeed the existence itself, a sword.
God has spoken, how dare a native like Lu Sheng disobey.
What's more, Lu Sheng is not at a disadvantage. He has a vast sky, freedom to practice Taoism, freedom to study, freedom of life and death, he is really free and at ease.
Jiang Shangzhen looked at ease and muttered to himself: "The old temple master has great Taoism, but he is a little narrow-minded. Didn't he just say a few stupid words to Ni Yuanhao and let Lu Sheng give the sword and let the junior die?
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Now that I have received the Master's sword, the sky is dark and the earth is dark.
Chen Pingan waved his hand towards Jiang Shangzhen, indicating that he did not need to help him for the time being.
Jiang She twisted his neck and looked at Chen Pingan in the distance.
"It doesn't mean that just because you have been the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, you are qualified to get a high position in the military."
"You are just Cui Han's junior brother, after all, you are not the embroidered tiger."
"You are too soft-hearted. Just being cruel to yourself is not enough. When you treat your allies and close friends around you, you are still too particular about benevolence, justice and morality."
"Wu Shuangjiang is okay. He has clear goals and does things by any means. He is a cheerful person after all. What is Zheng Juzhong thinking and what the Tao wants? Can you really spy on it now?"
After being born out of nowhere, cultivating Taoism for three thousand years, and building Baidi City, what Zheng Juzhong wants is indeed a big question.
"Are you really not afraid of the snipe and the clam competing for the fishermen's profit? First, Zheng Juzhong eats Jiang's avenue, and then catches all of you, chews it up and swallows it? Do you really think that I don't know the truth of this site? You Chen
The outer body of peace, the dream within the dream. He is in the center of the heart, inside the abdomen. The two are superimposed together,
This is the prototype of Taoism. Cui Dongshan, the student who pretends to be joking, and Jiang Shangzhen, the chief who is willing to die, are just fake and deceptive. Oh, I forgot that there is this Taoist monk. Such a soft-hearted woman,
What qualifications do human beings have to conspire with Zheng Juzhong, Wu Shuangjiang and the like?"
Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen looked at each other.
Are you fake? Are you also fake?
Ning Yao, who had been forbearing until now, rolled his eyes.
Jiang She poked the ground with his spear, released his hand, and stretched his muscles. It didn't matter if it was true or false.
"At that time, in the whole world, who else can hinder Zheng Juzhong's journey to the great road? Is it the founder of the three religions who have dispersed, or the sage who must keep an eye on the path of the green road? Or Yu, who is busy with civil strife and suppressing rebellions everywhere.
Dou? Could it be Barbarian Bai Ze? Once Zheng Juzhong chooses not to hold back, he will be more than the second Zhou Mi?"
Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "I'm almost convinced."
Jiang She's remarks are not scaremongering to sow discord.
Zheng Juzhong looked as usual. Jiang She's statement is a good suggestion and worth considering?
Wu Shuangjiang was helpless, Mr. Zheng, please don't scare people.
Chen Pingan rubbed his eyebrows.
Jiang She looked around and said to himself: "One stick of incense is enough."
In the ancestral palaces of the military strategists all over the world, as well as the martial arts temples across Jiuzhou, the portraits of the ancestors hanging on the walls began to rustle in the absence of wind. The painted clay sculptures accompanying famous generals in the temple also began to show slight cracks.
Jiang She walked forward slowly and said with a ferocious smile: "You bunch of ungrateful disciples and disciples are so rebellious and treasonous. You all like to be the rebellious ministers and traitors!"
Chen Ping'an's thoughts moved slightly, and the golden long sword that he had always been "watching from the wall" came through the air and was held in his hand.
Seeing this, Jiang She twitched the corner of his mouth, just walked forward slowly without saying a word, and raised his fingers towards Chen Ping'an, come here.
The long sword slashed Jiang She's arm, as if gold and stone intertwined, splashing endless sparks between the sky and the earth.
Chen Ping'an's entire right arm was chopped off with a single blow.
The sharp tip of the sword scratched Jiang She's cheek, making a squeaking sound like an awl scraping against glass.
Jiang She slapped his face, and the man holding the sword was instantly headless.
Strips of sharp golden sword energy cut through the heaven and earth, and the sword light reached the blue sky barrier, stirring up ripples of spiritual energy like a sea tide.
Jiang Shangzhen was relieved, finally he was not the only one to be beaten.
This is also the first time Jiang Shangzhen has witnessed Chen Pingan holding this sword with his own eyes.
I thought that Chen Pingan, who was holding the sword, would fight with Jiang She for a long time, but unexpectedly, a strange phenomenon occurred. The sword in Chen Pingan's hand came out directly, turning into a dazzling rainbow light, breaking through the blue sky, and disappearing in an instant. Jiang Shangzhen mistakenly thought at first
It was a killer move that hit the bottom of the box. Almost at the same time as the long sword soared into the sky, Cui Dongshan saw that his husband seemed to be in a trance for a moment. Jiang She took this opportunity to punch Chen Pingan's heart, unclenching his fist,
With a vigorous stir with his five fingers, the golden threads of the entire divine body were pulled towards his heart, causing Chen Ping'an's face to appear distorted.
Jiang Shangzhen noticed something was wrong and said in shock: "What's going on?!"
Cui Dongshan said bitterly: "That bitch Zhou Mi has started causing trouble again."
Jiang Shangzhen felt heavy and had a headache, "What should I do?"
Cui Dongshan scoundrel said: "I'm afraid, Old Zheng is here."
Just when Jiang Shangzhen was about to feel relieved, he saw a scene that made his liver and gallbladder burst.
Unlike Jiang Shangzhen just now, Wu Shuangjiang immediately raised his head to look at the hole in the sky pierced by the long sword. When it was about to close, he saw a majestic sword light with a completely different atmosphere. It was dazzling and fell from the sky. The sword light was so fast.
, even Wu Shuangjiang found it thrilling, the sword light instantly passed through Chen Ping'an's head.
Like a long sword with an unimaginable length, Chen Pingan was "crucified" on the spot.
Jiang Shangzhen was extremely worried, "This long sword is also a careful sneak attack?"
Cui Dongshan narrowed his eyes and said, "No."
Jiang Shangzhen murmured: "I think it's not a big problem."
Cui Dongshan said: "Not too small."
An ascension platform that is not connected to the earth.
It looks like a slender fishing line hanging in the sea.
Countless stars, far or near, big or small, strange and dazzling, hang on both sides of this sacred road.
Zhou Mi was in a relaxed mood, sitting alone on the steps with a warm smile, looking at the tall woman slowly climbing up the stairs.
He was actually waiting for the old blind man, waiting for the temple to ascend to the sky again.
Zhou Mi and Chen Ping'an are both exactly the same. No one can be more than the other, and neither can be less than the other.
Occupying the new heaven, he is a well-deserved high-ranking person. His appearance is elegant and his spirit is laborious. After all, he is blocked by the founders of the three religions. It is not easy to be careful.
Those who live in low places are hard-working but relaxed. Chen Ping'an seems to be running around in the world, thinking deeply, and there are too many people and things for him to face.
Fighting in the fifteenth realm against the fourteenth realm is just like a strong young man with strong blood and a child wrestling with each other.
So how many of the sixteenth realms and fifteenth realms should be dealt with?
She walked up to Zhou Mi's steps, and there was a pseudo-supreme god's head lying at Zhou Mi's feet.
It was Zhou Mi who forcibly promoted her to one of the highest ranks before, so she had to come here temporarily.
However, this kind of behavior cannot be avoided, and Zhou Mi also has his own concerns.
Zhou Mi lowered his head and looked at the extremely abrupt long line of sword light in the human world, and said with a smile: "It's not tacky."
Chen Pingan's real hidden danger lies in the tug-of-war between humanity and divinity. As long as Chen Pingan is overly influenced by divinity, once it passes a certain critical point, it will not end with the gradual loss of humanity, but a
In an instant, he will be completely occupied by divinity. In other words, at that moment, Chen Pingan will become a supreme god walking around the world.
That would be easy to handle.
All problems in heaven and earth will be solved.
Zhou Mi is happy to see this come to fruition.
It's a pity that Chen Pingan was too careful and set up many obstacles to prevent this situation from happening.
"I have envisioned three possibilities. For example, one of them is that Chen Ping'an's entire divinity is eaten by me, and I become a complete one."
"In this case, it won't be that important whether you come back here or not. This is the best result. 'Chen Ping'an' will become a veritable new sword holder. You can be his sword spirit, or you can be in the infinite Taixu."
In it, an eternal exile begins.”
The avenue of the new heaven has been completed. After reaching the sixteenth realm, those three are just decorations. Even if a temple is added to fill the gap, it is still meaningless.
Until that moment, it was truly turned upside down.
Zhou Mi smiled and said: "The worst result is, of course, that I will be eaten by Chen Ping'an and he will become one and still be a brand new Tao. But this possibility is extremely small."
As for the last possibility, which in Zhou Mi's opinion is "not good but not bad", it is the outcome that Zou Zi least wants to see.
She asked curiously: "What kind of Tao do you want to create?"
Zhou Mi replied: "It will definitely be more colorful than it is now."
She fell silent.
Zhou Mi smiled and said, "I also asked God to cheer up."
Jiang She was obviously a little surprised and interested.
It is not surprising that Zhou Mi wants to deal with Chen Pingan.
There is actually another enemy who takes action first? He knows how to choose the right time.
This sword is extremely weird, as if it has an incredible magical power that can suppress divinity.
Chen Ping'an originally wanted to "pull out" the sword from his head and upper body, but was unable to do so.
He stretched out his hand and tried to grasp the sword, but unexpectedly, the sword turned out to be nothing, and it was in vain to fish for the moon in the water.
Chen Ping'an could only maintain the posture of raising his head slightly and leaning back.
This is the swordsmanship of a pure swordsman in the Fourteenth Realm.
The second sword and the third sword came again, piercing through Chen Ping'an's neck and chest respectively, and then nailed into the ground at an angle.
After that, sword light pierced the blue sky barrier one after another, and a body was covered with long swords.
Chen Ping'an, who has always believed in his heart that the more I do for the world, the less he can do for the world, seems to have all the troubles gathered at this time and is asking for trouble, which is really pitiful.
Those long swords seemed to be carrying huge hatred. Now that the great revenge has been avenged, it is so satisfying.
Every time the sword tip penetrates the body, the person being tortured will either have his shoulders swaying slightly or his drooping sleeves trembling slightly.
Jiang She, who has restored his martial arts to perfection, is carrying a spear and accomplishing his feats in one battle, at this moment!
Chen Ping'an turned his head slightly and looked towards Zheng Juzhong, who nodded slightly, that's it now.
Chen Ping'an's eyebrows opened as if his eyes were open, and a brand new sword appeared in the world.
The third flying sword appears.
Huang Zhen, who has been seeking Taoism and refining swords for more than a thousand years, has been hiding in the whirlpool of time for a long time, and wants to pretend to be a sword cultivator in the fifteenth level. Huang Zhen, who meets Lu Chen and Zheng Juzhong for the first time, is beheaded.
Huang Zhen, the descendant of the Yin-Yang fish, was beheaded when he met him in the Taoist temple at the bottom of Zehu Lake. The middle-aged Huang Zhen, who was standing next to the deaf Taoist at the Fish Viewing Pavilion in Difei Mountain, was beheaded.
, Huang Zhen, who was listening to the sermons with Zhu Lu and others on the mountain road, was beheaded. Huang Zhen, who was saying goodbye to the preacher Ma Kuxuan in Aquarius Island, was beheaded. Huang Zhen, a young man who was wandering in a foreign land and staying in Nili, was beheaded. He had just left the small town.
Huang Zhen, a young man looking back at the outline of his hometown on the post road, was beheaded... On this long line, countless Huang Zhen were all beheaded at the same moment!
Chen Pingan straightened up leisurely, shook his sleeves, and casually scattered some of the ashes of the great tribulation and the dust of the world. He was really calm.