It's such a pity for Xiaoshan's elegance. The owner of the embroidered building is a fat woman rarely seen in the world.
When the felons in Baigoujian escaped, Su Jing had encountered two monsters who were as big as mountains of flesh. Now the one on the Xiu Tower is as good as them.
However, the figure of the owner of Xiulou did not affect the momentum of this group of people when they arrived. Compared with the three heavenly sects in the sky, their majesty on the ground was no less impressive. In addition, everyone on the mountain, whether slaves, guards or nobles, had no
With one exception, there was a dark purple mark on his forehead, running straight from the center of his eyebrows into his bun.
"The descendants of the Zixiao Kingdom have also arrived, and the only thing missing is Wushuang City." Looking at the momentum of the arrival of the other Tianzong disciples, Qiqiao and Fengqiao's eyes were bright, but the brightness was that of a young girl watching the excitement, not half of it.
It's a feeling of envy. If there was a competition for ostentation, how could Niluowu lose to others, but they didn't show off.
Su Jing has long heard of the 'Zixiao Kingdom', one of the Seven Heavenly Sects, but it cannot be regarded as a sect, it is really a small country. The domestic subjects are not of Han descent, and of course they are not herdsmen or barbarians. Zixiao was inherited from Chaos
Strictly speaking, although they have limbs and similar appearance, they cannot be regarded as 'human beings'. However, this clan also has innate wisdom, let alone monsters. There is no reason for creation. If the natural evolution process of heaven and earth can be repeated again,
If you come here once, maybe everyone in the world will become Zixiao, and the Han people will become a small tribe.
Although their bloodlines are very different, the people of Zixiao are quite friendly to the Han people and regard them as brothers and relatives. The two races have had many contacts since ancient times. Apart from the difference between cultivating ordinary people, there is not much difference between them now.
The masters from the four Heavenly Sects arrived almost at the same time. The flying ones landed and the mountain bearers unloaded the sedan chair. In fact, it was just sending the juniors to pick up swords. This was a common thing a few decades ago. Monks, old Taoists, scholars, and
It was too much to make such a big fanfare when 'Not Human' came.
But if you think about it carefully, the reason is not difficult to understand: the ostentation of the four Tianzong when they came was just for show, but the spells displayed were genuine. A large number of cultivators gathered outside Jianzhong Mountain, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Tianzong
You have to have the majesty of Tianzong. If you don't look for opportunities and show your strength from time to time, no one will take Tianzong in their eyes over time.
Compared with their majesty, Su Jing was too simple.
As both disciples of the Tianzong, Su Jing and Qiqiao naturally wanted to say goodbye, but before they could step forward, the ground that had just calmed down suddenly began to tremble again. It was different from the previous steps when Zi Xiao came, and the ground was shaking.
The vibrations were 'fine' and much more violent, and were also accompanied by hoarse beast roars. Following the sound, half of the people present gasped: a seven-headed giant anaconda, pulling a
A golden car is rushing towards us with great vigor.
The python's body was as red as steel, and it didn't even look at the road. Wherever it passed, rocks shattered and giant trees collapsed, but it left a wide road behind the python. Unfortunately, no one could actually walk on it. The blood-red road was faint and faint.
Blue flashes, no need to ask, the road is already contaminated with poison.
In ancient times, there was a giant hydra, Xiangliu, which fed on golden rocs and served as slaves to dragons. It was so majestic that no one dared to offend it for thousands of years. Later, Xiangliu was beheaded, but his bloodline was inherited by the snake beast. This seven-headed red beast is in front of him.
There is no doubt that the giant python has the blood of the nine-headed serpent. With the demonic power it roars and spreads, no one who is not in the realm of Yuan Shen can stop him.
The brilliant ferocious beast is just a donkey pulling a cart, so what is the identity of the owner of the cart?
The seven-headed red python came closer, followed a shout from the car, and obediently stopped its momentum, curling up its body, looking honest, but the fourteen huge snake eyes were scanning towards the monk in front of them.
Sometimes, there will still be layers of fierce light flashing.
With a creak, the golden car door opened. What was really surprising was a young old man in green clothes and a servant's attire who jumped out. He was holding a baggage in his hand. He looked around and quickly found Su Jing. He ran quickly with a smile on his face.
He stepped forward and knelt down in front of Su Jing with a grunt: "Heaven rewards the earth and thanks the building, Jin Bianzi, the servant of ancestor Jin's sect, kowtows to Grandpa Su. I wish you a smooth and happy journey forever, and I also ask for forgiveness from Grandpa Su."
Jin Bianzi deserves to die for a serious crime. I only delivered the things now, and I missed your important event."
As he spoke, he raised the bundle in his hand high above his head.
Su Jing took the baggage with one hand and helped Jin Bianzi up with the other hand: "Did Grandpa San send you here?" As he spoke, he opened the baggage and found several small sect life tablets of different shapes. Needless to say, these are all
Entering Jianzhong's identity, Su Jing smiled and said, "So many?"
"The ancestors said that there is no harm in having more, but it is a capital crime for a villain to have less. Do you think it is enough?" Jin Bianzi said respectfully: "Please rest assured, these things are all from good sources, and we will treat each other fairly."
I hope that there will never be any use of force or plunder.”
Of course that's enough. Not to mention Akame, even the three corpses plus Fan Qiao can enter the sword tomb now. If Qiqiao is willing to shamelessly pretend to be a disciple of another family, she can also go in with Su Jing.
Su Jing nodded and smiled: "That's enough!"
Jin Bianzi breathed a sigh of relief: "In addition, my ancestors still ordered me to convey a message to you: Heaven will reward you and I will thank you. I wish Mr. Su found a peerless sword from the sword tomb." Jin Bianzi said to Su again.
Depth of Field bowed: "Then I'll take my leave, little man." He turned around and walked towards his car.
Su Jing said "Thank you" to his back. Unexpectedly, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jin Bianzi turned around and knelt down with a grunt: "Grandpa Su, a 'thank you' will crush the villain to death.
You don't have to be polite to this villain." As he spoke, he kowtowed seven or eight times, finally returning Su Jing's thanks.
At this time, the beast pulling the cart seemed aggrieved for its master. One of the seven-headed pythons raised its head and exposed its fangs towards Su Jing from a distance. Jin Bianzi waved his hand while kowtowing, and a touch of coquettish golden color appeared.
It flashed past, and immediately a burst of blood appeared, and he casually chopped off the snake's head!
You can't tell Jin Bianzi's real ability just by looking at this demon sword.
After Jin Bianzi apologized for a while, he got up and returned to the parking lot. He whistled, and the strange python that had just lost its head pulled the car away with great force.
The third grandpa gave Su Jing a gift. What others couldn't see was the 'identity of entering the sword tomb', but what they saw was a great face! As expected, many monks present looked at the golden car that was getting away with surprise, and then looked at it again
Su Jing's expression was even worse.
Su Jing smiled, handed the baggage to Fan Qiao beside him, turned around and walked towards those fellow Tianzong disciples.
Tian Yuandao closed his eyes and looked up into the sky to directly meet Su Jing. His face was ugly, but his voice was still kind: "After fifty years of separation, fellow Taoist Su's demeanor is better than before, which shows that he has made great progress in practice, which is gratifying."
Su Jing returned the favor with the same polite words, and Chongxiao thanked Su Jing for slaying demons in Baoli Prefecture and saving Tianyuan Dao Chongna. Seeing that the old Taoist meant sincere thanks, unexpectedly, he changed the subject again:
"Fellow Daoist Su should know that some things happened between the Tianyuan and Lishan sects back then. If they practice the right way and are in the same spirit as Lianzhi, this will definitely not lead to disharmony. However, the sect is a sect, and the master and apprentice are masters and disciples. If one day, Taoyou Su can
Entering the realm of Yuanshen, I am a poor Taoist who is lucky enough to be born here secretly. I should learn the exquisite swordsmanship from my fellow Taoists. This matter has nothing to do with the sect, you and I will just keep it in mind."
His master killed his master, and the reason has long been traceable. However, it is only natural that his disciples want to seek justice. What's more, he told Su Jing to go to practice first, and when he is strong enough, everyone will compete. Su Jing
He nodded happily: "I will follow the Taoist priest."
The two people were talking privately, and others should not interrupt even if they overheard it. However, Master Shenguang, the first master of Leiyin Pavilion from Midiantai, still spoke and said to Chongxiao: "People who practice, why bother to cling to the past?"
Chongxiao did not shy away and answered bluntly: "The past has become a mental barrier. If it cannot be broken, there is no need to talk about practice."
Monk Shenguang thought for a while and smiled: "These things are boring. While there is still some time, I will review the chess records. When the juniors go in to collect swords, you and I will put on a game. I just got one recently."
The supreme treasure, if you can defeat me, I will give you a look. Hehe, you have your eyes closed anyway." It is known to the whole world that although Mitiantai and Tianyuandao are two major sects, they have had a close friendship for thousands of years.
, Shenguang and Chongxiao have also been old friends for many years.
Next, acquaintances from the six Tianzong sects introduced their disciples to each other. Although there were many people, only one entered the Sword Tomb. The person sent to the Buddhist Temple was still a child, a young novice monk who looked to be at least seven or eight years old.
Guo Xian is naive and doesn't look very smart;
Tianyuan Dao selected a direct disciple of Chongxiao, a young Taoist named Qingchan, with delicate features and even a slight rosy look;
The person who went to Dacheng School to collect swords didn't look like a student. At best, he was a woodcutter wearing a scholar's robe. He was in his thirties, with a dark face and bulging chest muscles. His name was Gao Yingjie;
The sword-picking disciple of Zixiao Kingdom is that obese woman. Although she doesn’t look like her, her status is really noble. The current thirteenth princess of His Majesty the Emperor of Zixiao Kingdom: Zixiao Shangshang.
The Sword Tomb is only open for ten days every year, and it is the first time to pick swords in more than fifty years. Many sects have arrived before the first day. It is already dusk, and it is only a few hours before entering the tomb to pick swords.
, almost everyone who was supposed to come was here, except for the Wushuang City disciples.
Until late that night, Tianyuan Dao Chongxiao suddenly received a paper crane. After hearing the spiritual message again, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice to the many Tianzong disciples around him: "Wushuang City can't come, and all the disciples they sent are gone."
He was robbed and killed, but among the martyrs there was still one who worshiped him and one who was his true successor."
After the news was announced, everyone was surprised.
The worshipers of Wushuang City, both in status and cultivation, are not weaker than Elder Lishan, a true master of the realm of Yuanshen. Moreover, the situation of the disciples of Wushuang City when they are on their way is similar to that of other Tianzong, walking away from the small sects gathered around them.
, the more casual cultivators there are, it’s not just a group of a few people, but a team of at least a hundred people, including many talented people.
The whole army was wiped out, and no one was left alive. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site), reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)
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