I will Bury the Gods Chapter 310: : Allure

Snowflakes drift into the garden.

Lin Qiuyi looked at the sword edge of Zhan Palace, and his expression seemed to be a little older.

The seal of Shenshan was placed upright in front of Lin Qiuyi. If Lin Shouxi wanted to get the seal, he had to defeat him first, so he showed his sword to his former master.

"Handling your hands and feet? You are still wearing a wedding dress, and it is too cruel to slander your newlywed wife like this." Lin Qiuyi smiled and said.

"Mu Shijing is self-aware, otherwise she would not take the initiative to stay in the seal and let me come out." Lin Shouxi said seriously.

"I'm afraid you will disappoint her." Lin Qiuyi shook his head.

"I don't care what she thinks." Lin Shouxi said.

"When you were a child, you said you wanted to marry her as your wife. As a teacher, you thought it would be a good thing, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful." Lin Qiuyi disappointed.

"I also said this?" Lin Shouxi shook his head, expressing that he did not remember.

"You deliberately forgot it." Lin Qiuyi said: "When you were eight years old, you made a small achievement in this mentality, but it turned out that you couldn't really start practicing this mentality until you were sixteen years old. Depressed, I felt that my hard work for so long was wasted. Your senior sister Su enlightened me and said, "It's okay, even if you have learned a lot, it's useless. Anyway, you can't practice this thing before you get a wife. Instead of practicing hard all night, Why don't you find a little wife first', at that time you became more and more depressed, without even thinking about it, you replied to Su Xiying, which made you, Senior Sister Su, stupid for a long time."

Hearing what Lin Qiuyi said, Lin Shouxi faintly remembered the incident, and asked, "What did I say?"

"You said, it's useless to find a young daughter-in-law, because Mu Shijing is only eight years old." Lin Qiuyi said.

“…”

Lin Shouxi remembered it completely. At that time, the senior sister asked him why it must be Mu Shijing. His reason at that time was that, besides the senior sister from the Demon Sect, Mu Shijing was the only girl's name he knew.

But he knew it was a lie.

Mu Shijing is the manifestation of his initial possessive desire. He has known of Mu Shijing's existence since he was a child, and has heard many stories about her. Although he has never met her, he is like a childhood sweetheart. Shi Jingying is a quiet girl who knows the book and respects the etiquette.

Of course, Mu Shijing taught him a hard lesson afterwards - one should not be judged by one's appearance.

These trivial memories can't piece together a complete picture, and it's meaningless to think about it. This seemingly small talk is actually gaining momentum. Practice starts with small talk.

Snowflakes are constantly drifting into this courtyard.

Lin Shouxi thought to himself, his life was really filled with all kinds of 'deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors', so absurd that it seemed like a foolish play by fate.

He closed his eyes and gripped his sword tightly.

The distracting thoughts are gone.

The sword is handed out.

Lin Qiuyi walked out of the wooden pavilion where he was resting. He looked at the sword that was being handed over to him, and said calmly, "Okay, let me take a good look, Master. How much have you learned in the past few years when I'm not here?"

In the small courtyard, the battle between master and apprentice is imminent.

Lin Qiuyi didn't wear an official uniform, but only a simple long gown. He looked more like a storyteller.

Lin Shouxi used all his strength when he started.

This sword is the witch family's sword technique, named Cangluan Grabbing the Ground. When the sword is raised, it seems that Cangluan flutters its wings in the wind and snow. The sword's edge buzzed for a long time, and the cold light gathered into a line of white tides in the shortest possible time, cutting across with a destructive momentum.

This sword was so fast that Lin Shouxi's hand seemed to tremble, and the snow-white sword glow had already spanned a distance of more than ten feet, forcing it to Lin Qiuyi's neck.

Lin Qiuyi only pushed out one palm.

This palm is between him and Jian Qi.

This extremely fierce sword touched his callused palm, as if it had hit a steel plate, rubbing against his palm, making it difficult to penetrate an inch.

Lin Qiuyi clasped his five fingers together.

The sword energy quickly dissipated like a Cang Luan that had been strangled by the throat.

Lin Shouxi was not surprised, his figure disappeared in place, he jumped in the air, swung his sword and slashed again.

The snow-white sword arc fell straight in the air, cutting vertically.

Lin Qiuyi pointed at Kong.

The understated finger was as broad as the sea, and it stably touched his sword edge.

Arc Disintegration.

The sword energy that shrouded the sword edge dissipated quickly like a mud cow entering the sea, revealing the crystal clear sword body of Zhan Gong.

Lin Qiuyi gently pushed out the finger.

Lin Shouxi's sword-holding figure drifted backwards as if hit hard.

The sword qi ingested by this finger was poured back at the same time, turning into a sky full of sword qi and shooting back.

Lin Shouxi swung his sword to block the sword energy, while stabilizing his body and stopping his decline. He took a deep breath, and the Yuan Chi Qi Pill was rotated to the limit. He is a raging lion, swinging his sword like a knife, opening and closing, every step smashes the stone bricks under his feet. Lin Shouxi uses the white boy and black phoenix sword scriptures as his bones, and uses the sword skills he has learned all his life as his body. The skin was smelted into a dazzling sword light.

Jianguang seems to form a world.

The wind and snow were kept out, forming a thin layer on the courtyard wall like a castle in the air.

Similarly, the sword light also enveloped Lin Qiuyi's figure.

Although Lin Qiuyi's figure was old, he was as fast as a ghost. He kept stretching out his fingers, his withered fingers could always penetrate the dazzling sword shadows, and accurately land on the sword tip of Zhongzhan Palace. The two go away at the touch of a touch, which is unimaginably fast.

The qi pill was running to the extreme, and the inner cauldron was burning to the extreme. Lin Shouxi strived for a quick victory and exerted all his strength. Although Lin Qiuyi took his sword, he retreated step by step until he reached the small wooden pavilion behind him. .

It was also at this moment that Lin Shouxi's spirit reached its peak. He leaped in the air, swung his sword like a pen, and drew a slanting moon in the sky.

Bai Yue is chilling.

Lin Qiuyi's sea-like finger was finally cut off.

A **** streak oozed from his fingertips.

To him, this was a minor injury, but the small wooden pavilion he relied on was not so lucky. The overflowing sword energy was like a hurricane, sweeping towards Lin Qiuyi's left and right sides, instantly destroying the front wall and the load-bearing wooden pillars, and the wooden pavilion collapsed with a thunderous sound.

The wooden pavilion was destroyed, but the seal of Shenshan was intact and fell to the ground.

Mountains of snow fell in midair at the same time.

The real airflow generated by the collision between Lin Shouxi and Lin Qiuyi was extremely hot, melting all the snow and turning it into a heavy rainstorm.

The torrential rain was controlled by Lin Shouxi's sword scriptures, and it condensed into a sword full of rain, stabbing down obliquely.

Lin Qiuyi flipped his palms and flicked his sleeves, the rain sword rolled back into the air, and when it was cold, it recondensed, and it fell into a hailstorm.

The snow cloud shattered, and the light from the sky fell, refracted into gold in the ice cubes. In an instant, there was no snow or rain in the world, and the golden light shone like a temple.

……

"That's right." Lin Qiuyi retracted his finger and asked, "Is this what your new master taught you?"

"It's just the tip of the iceberg." Lin Shouxi said coldly.

"Really?"

Lin Qiuyi looked at the white sky and said: "It's a pity that no matter how magnificent the iceberg is, it can only sink in the sea water. Compared with the real ocean, no matter how big the iceberg is, it is just a grain of rice. "

Lin Qiuyi took half a step forward.

In just half a step, Lin Shouxi had the illusion that Mount Tai was rolling down.

In the past two years, he has encountered countless powerful opponents. Many opponents gave him a strong and invincible feeling when they first met. The same is true for Lin Qiuyi, the elder who was once his closest Opposite him, the majestic city looks like this ancient and unshakable city.

He knew that Lin Qiuyi would not kill him, he could use his sword without any worries, but he would not die, someone would die, which was even more painful than his own death.

Lin Qiuyi is right, no matter how talented he is, he is still young.

Lin Qiuyi was the first person to guard the mountain 300 years ago, and he was a top cultivator in the Great Perfection of the Human God Realm. Even though his realm was suppressed below that of a fairy, his profound background is still like a vast ocean, which makes people sigh.

Half step.

Lin Shouxi's shoulders seemed to be compacted by the mountain peaks, and he almost fell to his knees.

Lin Qiuyi took another step.

Lin Shouxi knelt on one knee, holding the sword in both hands, as if holding the sky.

"How long can a strong man hold up to the sky? When I told you the story of Kuafu chasing the sun when I was a child, you were quite disdainful. How much did you do?" Lin Qiuyi said indifferently, and directly punched him.

This punch seemed light, but it hit Lin Shouxi's chest with a heavy weight. He flew straight upside down and smashed into the courtyard wall, and the broken stone quickly covered his body.

Lin Qiuyi was about to give some pointers, but to his surprise, the pile of rubble exploded quickly, and was pulled out by the figure of Lin Shouxi who flew flying with a punch, and swept him again, with only increasing momentum.

His physique has been beaten by Gong Yu himself, how could he be crushed by a single punch if he was still standing after being abused by Si Muxue?

The qi pill flew around, swallowing the true qi.

Lin Shouxi rushed forward with a sword in his hand, and the sword was like a rainbow, and then he fought with Lin Qiuyi.

He has tried his best, but his technique is fragile in the face of absolute power, and every imposing shot has been repelled by a palm as an end.

But Lin Shouxi was not ashamed of this body and the inner cauldron of the mysterious purple fire. His injury was not fatal, so he was healed quickly, but the pain made him more courageous as he fought.

When Lin Shouxi was repelled for the tenth time, it was Lin Qiuyi who looked at his fist and sighed, "I'm still old after all."

"You know it too." Lin Shouxi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Shouxi, you have done a good job, you can take a rest with a clear conscience." Lin Qiuyi said.

"What do you mean?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"You know that I won't kill you, so you can burn your true energy recklessly and fight with all your strength. You also know that if you continue to fight like this, there will be no results. You can't beat me, let alone take away the seal of Shenshan , Time is passing, the sun is about to set, you can't change anything, the constant fighting is just a means for you to numb yourself and avoid guilt." Lin Qiuyi said.

To the west, the sun is indeed getting redder.

In the prophecy of Shenshan, when Gong Yu's **** clothes stood on the top of the mountain, there was a bright moon in the sky.

The prophecy is gradually coming true, but he is still trapped in Chang'an, nothing can change.

"In your heart, am I this kind of person?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"No." Lin Qiuyi said, "But this is your antidote."

"I won't do stupid things like drinking poison to quench my thirst." Lin Shouxi said.

"Really?" Lin Qiuyi said: "You have made great progress over the years, but it's useless. As a master, I can't bear to see you in such pain, so I will give you another antidote."

As Lin Qiuyi said this, he took a step forward, shrinking his ground into an inch, and appeared in front of Lin Shouxi.

The antidote is very simple, it is deep sleep.

He wants to give Lin Shouxi a dream of Spring and Autumn.

As long as tonight is over, everything will be over.

Lin Qiuyi pointed at his forehead.

Lin Shouxi frowned.

Sleepiness was like a huge wave rising from a wall, slapping down unreasonably, his eyelids seemed to be covered with a layer of heavy iron slurry, almost cast together.

Lin Shouxi's body kept shaking, as if he was fighting against something.

"What kind of spell are you doing?" Lin Qiuyi asked.

Lin Shouxi did not answer.

He didn't use any spells, what he relied on was only the will to forge countless times of life and death.

He even wanted to tell Lin Qiuyi that among the enemies he has encountered in the past two years, you are the one who hurt me the least.

The corner of Lin Shouxi's mouth curled into a smile, which was playful and cruel.

"Even if it's you, you still can't escape that arrogance." Lin Shouxi's voice was trembling, but his tone was calm.

"Yes."

Lin Qiuyi admitted frankly: "This is a disease, a disease of immortals, isn't the master of the Taoist sect also the same?"

"Master is different, she is not arrogant, just squeamish, as squeamish as a child." Lin Shouxi said.

"Yes."

Lin Qiuyi didn't care what he said.

When a person's will is exhausted, his true energy is continuously poured into his forehead. This old man who used to strongly oppose stick education is now using the most brutal method to make his apprentice submit. It's not that he's changed much, it's just that he's tired.

On the Lantern Festival, he has to do the most important thing in his life, and he will not allow any mistakes in this matter.

"Do you really think it's impossible for me to kill you?" Lin Qiuyi asked.

"I don't think so." Lin Shouxi began to speak slowly.

"Death was the last lesson I taught you. Now that you have seen the horror of death, don't you feel afraid?" Lin Qiuyi asked again.

"No."

Lin Shouxi was decisive. He suddenly thought of many things. In the past, he often recalled the death of his master, and he vaguely felt a kind of power from it, but he couldn't tell what this power was. It made sense: "Death is a great and sacred thing, why should I be afraid? No matter how much pain or suffering God inflicts on people, no matter how heinous means are used to torture a person, people have the last way, death , death can cut off all this pain, completely cut off, it is the most ruthless and powerful, it is the most original fairness, why should I be afraid of such a thing?"

Lin Qiuyi was silent.

At the beginning, when he went to look for the Dao of Reincarnation, he wanted to get rid of this inevitable dead end, but later he realized that even the Dao of Heaven would inevitably decline.

Not to mention the way of heaven, the two gods, Pai Bai and Yuan Dian, who were truly above everything in the ancient Ming Dynasty, still end up in destruction.

Lin Qiuyi sighed softly, and his fingers became a little heavier.

Lin Shouxi could hardly keep his eyes open, and when he was completely drenched in drowsiness, behind Lin Qiuyi, a sword light lit up without warning, slashing down from the sky, roaring like a crescent moon, and falling to the ground with a desperate look. The sharpness and refusal slashed the back of his neck.

This is a sword light with a length of more than 30 zhang. Looking up from below, it looks like a Yuyu Qionglou from top to bottom.

Lin Qiuyi stepped back three steps, and at the same time slapped it away.

The palm collided with the sword energy.

The Qionglou Yuyu collapsed and turned into countless shattered light spots, and the mighty sword light disappeared in smoke.

The assassin did not continue to draw his sword, but floated back, forming a pincer attack with Lin Shouxi one behind the other.

Both of them are wedding dresses.

It was Mu Shijing who came.

"Why did you come here?" Lin Shouxi bit the tip of his tongue and barely opened his eyes.

"Why are you injured so lightly? Did I come early?" Mu Shijing sneered back.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks." Lin Shouxi said coldly.

"I'll say a few more sarcastic words so that you won't have to drink a few sips of northwest wind here. Why are you complaining?" Is this what the real stubborn master has become? I think you should stop pretending to be a bully and destroy your ancestors, and just change to bullying the weak and fearing the hard."

"I only bully those with teachers in their names." Lin Shouxi said calmly.

"You..."

Mu Shijing was even more angry: "You don't even care about the occasion when you quarrel? Is now the time to quarrel?"

"Aren't you arguing?" Lin Shouxi asked back.

Lin Qiuyi ignored their dispute.

He stared at Mu Shijing and asked, "Why are you here?"

The seal of Shenshan has its own prohibition, and only when someone stays can someone go out. It stands to reason that it is impossible for Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing to come out at the same time.

"You should change the question, for example... where did I go just now?" Mu Shijing said.

As soon as the words fell, Lin Qiuyi immediately thought of something. He turned around and looked in a certain direction.

Billows of black smoke have risen into the sky, making the evening clouds extraordinarily red.

That's where the giant lanterns for the Lantern Festival are made.

Lin Qiuyi's expression finally changed.

"I poured oil on that lamp stand and planted fire talismans. What is burning now is the most insignificant part. If you act rashly, I will ignite all the fire talismans at once." Mu Shijing explain.

A person's biggest weakness may not be in his body.

This was the plan she and Lin Shouxi had agreed upon before leaving Shenshan Seal.

"What do you want?" Lin Qiuyi immediately compromised.

They guessed right, Lin Qiuyi really didn't want to take risks.

"Give us the seal of Shenshan Mountain, and send me and Mu Shijing away from Chang'an." Lin Shouxi said.

"It's enough to send me away, you good-for-nothing who follows by will only get in the way." Mu Shijing said coldly.

"Who is in the way?" Lin Shouxi was displeased.

"I promise you." Lin Qiuyi has never been so forthright.

The seal of Shenshan flew from the ruins, fell into his hands, and then handed it over to Lin Shouxi.

Outside the imperial palace is the imperial city, between the imperial city and the main gate of Chang'an, there is a long Suzaku street.

When walking through Suzaku Avenue, no one spoke.

They knew well that although the plan had succeeded temporarily, Lin Qiuyi would never give up so easily.

When approaching the gate, at the side of the Lantern Workshop, the thick smoke suddenly became bigger and rushed into the sky in one go.

"What do you mean?" Lin Qiuyi frowned.

"Anyway, you must have someone behind, I might as well break the pot and smash it." Mu Shijing was playing tricks.

She lit all the fire charms.

The giant lanterns were made of wooden frames and paper lakes. They were already flammable, but they were splashed with oil. With a touch of the fire talisman, the raging flames rushed into the sky in an instant.

Mu Shijing pushed Lin Shouxi hard, "I will try my best to hold him back, go and save Master, if you neglect, you will die twice."

It's also part of their plan to highlight the discord through constant sarcasm, which is deliberately created for this moment. Even though this scene was planned, Lin Shouxi was still heartbroken when he heard Mu Shijingyun's calm tone.

Lin Shouxi didn't know what the meaning of 'one corpse, two lives' was, and he didn't have time to ask.

He left Chang'an with Shenxi.

Lin Qiuyi did not go after him.

Because he knew that they couldn't escape. Although this little trick caused him trouble, how could he win against the big formation in Chang'an City? When he walked through Suzaku Long Street, the big formation had already started silently.

Lin Shouxi's flying figure quickly stopped.

Passers-by on the street were still coming and going as usual, but his feet seemed to be stuck in the mud, and he was struggling.

The plots that really work are usually uncomplicated, and the real power is often simple and straightforward.

"What, what's going on?" Mu Shijing was also stuck in place.

It's hard to know alone, but before she figured out what happened, Lin Qiuyi had disappeared.

He wants to put out the flames first.

The formation in Chang'an City is the second most powerful guarantee after the Shenshan seal...Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing have been trapped, they can't go anywhere, they can only watch the sun go down, and wait for everything Tragedy happened.

Mu Shijing has not yet had time to despair.

The mutation is steep.

There was a loud noise between heaven and earth.

It seems that something hit the thick city wall of Chang'an!

Lin Qiuyi's disappearing figure reappeared again. He raised his head and looked at the top of the city wall with a dignified expression.

On the wall of Chang'an City, a huge dragon head appeared.

It was a cyan dragon head.

The long dragon's sharp claws are clasped on the wall, and the ferocious and beautiful dragon head is higher than the wall~IndoMTL.com~ The low-hanging dragon boy reflects the frightened beings in Chang'an City. It was far less huge than the black dragon that tore through the god's wall, but the walls of Chang'an City were also far less towering than the god's wall, and fear spread like a plague. People who saw this scene screamed and fled after being frightened.

"Rain?" Lin Shouxi recognized it.

This is Xing Yu's real body.

Xing Yu crossed the city wall of Chang'an, rushed into the city roaring, and slammed his body towards the ground. This blow seemed to have the determination to destroy the city and the country, but when it hit the ground, it was just a superficial touch, and it was gone immediately , when Xingyu rose to the sky again, there was a pair of teenagers and girls in wedding dresses on her back.

"Evil animal."

Lin Qiuyi spoke indifferently.

He raised his arms.

The long wind poured into the sleeves and merged into a sword that stood upright.

"Okay, alright, Lord Shanzhu, you should go and put out the fire first, I don't want you to be distracted by other things when I fight with you later." The cold fairy voice suddenly sounded.

At some point on the wall of Chang'an City, there was a woman in a black robe sitting on the wall. While talking, the woman took off her black robe, and her long red hair fell down immediately, and was draped on the tight black dress that clings to her delicate body. , the nine snow-white tails also lost their restraint, and spread out behind her like a peacock, swaying gracefully.

The goddess smiled, charming and charming.