I will Bury the Gods Chapter 312: : My way is not alone

(2w, before I wrote it, I really didn’t expect that there are so many words in this chapter... I thought it was eight thousand at first)

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It was snowing again after the clear sky.

It snows heavily.

When Chu Miao was arguing with the gatekeepers on Shenshou Mountain, the protective formation of Shenshou Mountain suddenly opened, and the formation barrier expanded in the form of ripples, almost covering the entire mountain in the blink of an eye. Chu Miao raised her head When looking at it, the formation was like a water curtain covering the sky and the sun.

"The Godly Protector Array?" Chu Miao was shocked and asked, "What happened?"

The gatekeeper couldn't answer. The long-browed and thin old man seemed to know something inside. He lowered his head, trembling, and said only one sentence: "It's too late, everything is too late, Fairy Chu, go back, Shenshoushan The future will give you an explanation."

"What are you talking about?" Chu Miao had an extremely ominous premonition in her heart, "Confession? What explanation? What happened to Shenshou Mountain?"

This is the first time that the protective array has been activated since it was built. The black dragon and the emperor are still fighting each other. This large array was opened for no reason. Who is it used to kill?

Just as he was guessing, there seemed to be a great battle taking place on the top of Shenshou Mountain. Amidst the earth-shattering noise, the entire sea of ​​clouds hanging above suddenly sank, and the strong wind that fell from the sky washed the mountain stream like a flood. Flying wildly.

It was only then that Chu Miao realized that it was a sword qi cutting down from top to bottom.

The sword energy fell into the vast sea like a full moon.

This is the sword that fell from the top of Shenshou Mountain. The light of the sword is like thunder, and the energy of the sword is like rain.

A huge gap was cut through the clouds covering the sky. In the gap, the sword rainbow was like waves, and the sky was full of light and cold, like a snow-white thunderbolt cutting across the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, countless people saw this sword, and there was a lot of discussion, thinking that it was another **** who manifested his sanctity and punished the world.

Chu Miao's complexion completely changed.

After a brief shock, she quickly recognized the sword.

This is Gong Yu's sword, only she can cut such a magnificent sword!

"What happened on the mountain?" Chu Miao asked sharply.

The snow crane unsheathed and flew all over the sky.

The old man guarding the mountain lowered his head, just sighed and did not explain a word.

Chu Miao was worried about the safety of Gong Yu, and couldn't bear it anymore, so she drew her sword and ran across the mountain.

The rest of the mountain guards also drew their swords one after another, confronting Chu Miao **** for tat.

The most powerful guards of the mountain gathered at the top of the mountain. Although the guards of the mountain are in the fairyland, they are still inferior to Chu Miao. Chu Miao didn't pay attention to them at all. Dance like a hurricane tornado.

But Chu Miao's piercing figure was quickly cut off.

What cut her off was a black sword, the Sword of the Ring of Sin.

The snow cranes shattered one after another.

The snow-white long sword in Chu Miao's palm was also wiped by the opponent with two fingers, and it cracked inch by inch. Then, she was hit by a palm in the chest and fell back to the ground from the air. Two extremely deep ravines were plowed in the ground.

Chu Miao looked up.

Ye Qingzhai stood frozen in the void, using ice and snow as steps, she walked down slowly holding a sword, her eyes were cold.

"You can't pass here." Ye Qingzhai said.

"Ye Qingzhai..."

It's ironic to say that the goddess who stopped her when the strong wind crossed the border and killed the hurricane with a single sword is now standing opposite her.

"Why did you kill her?!" Chu Miao took a deep breath, her true qi was reversed, and her sword qi recondensed.

"This is His Majesty's order." Ye Qingzhai said.

The killing game has already started, and Ye Qingzhai speaks out, directly telling the whole story.

"Your Majesty?" Chu Miao was shocked.

"Well, Your Majesty said that the master of the Dao Gate is an evil fruit, a dark Dao fruit formed by the decayed Fusang Shenmu."

Ye Qingzhai repeated the words that the emperor conveyed to their minds: "The evil fruit of this world's **** tree was kept by the earth demon, and the parents of the Taoist gate master were bewitched by the earth demon on the road northward to the pole of heaven. After eating this poisonous and dark fruit, the master of the Taoist gate is the flower it blooms... If this difficult flower is not killed, when it really blooms on the earth, the body of the patriarch will decay and wither, and the body of the holy soil hall will be destroyed. Your Majesty will also be polluted, and the entire human race will be destroyed because of it, and the rich and beautiful sacred mountain will become like the wilderness, turning into a gray area with no grass, so that the existence of the divine wall will also lose its meaning."

Ye Qingzhai spoke in an orderly manner, her eyes as clear as ice and snow were cold and firm, she stared at Chu Miao, her words were like sighing: "This is His Majesty's golden words, no one can bear such consequences, this is for the entire civilization of the human race Destruction."

Chu Miao was also shocked by these words. In Ye Qingzhai's mouth, Gong Yu seemed to be the source of all evils, a devil that should be destroyed by heaven and earth, but, but...

"Impossible! She is the head of the Taoist sect. She has done so many things for the human race for three hundred years, how can she decide her life and death with one word? Even the emperor can't do it!" Chu Miao subconsciously defended her sister.

"The emperor has done more for the human race." Ye Qingzhai said.

"So what? After all, this is just the emperor's one-sided opinion. Besides, our three mountains believe in the patriarch, but not the emperor. Even if we want to convict, the patriarch should do it!" Chu Miao said angrily.

"Your Majesty can convict anyone except for the head of the Three Mountains and the head teacher. We are all His Majesty's subjects, and the master of the Taoist sect is no exception." Ye Qingzhai said.

"Absurd." Chu Miao's sword made another move.

"Are you going to disobey His Majesty too?" Ye Qingzhai asked.

"If you want her to die, just step over my body." Chu Miao was determined.

She doesn't think about the scene of the earth collapsing and the life being destroyed. Gong Yu is her best sister. Live your life.

She must not just watch Gong Yu die.

"The empress's determination is admirable, but your realm doesn't seem to be worthy of such determination." Ye Qingzhai came stepping on snowflakes, swinging his sword across his arms, "The other four sinful goddesses have gone to form formation , I, Su and Xue will stay here and stop everyone."

Chu Miao didn't say anything to her anymore, she just rushed forward with her sword.

Mount Shenshou seems to have raised a snow, a snow that goes up against the sky.

The snow consists of snow cranes.

Ye Qingzhai walked straight into the surging sword energy.

When she entered, she was wearing a long dress intertwined with wind and thunder, and when she left the sword aura, the dress had turned into snow color. In front of Chu Miao, she practiced her sword aura all her life, Woven into her new dress.

Crane shadows rise and fall gracefully on the snow skirt, embroidered into the flowers of her skirt.

This is Ye Qingzhai's habit.

She eats the wind and drinks the clouds, does not eat five grains, does not fake foreign things, and uses the word "Qing Zhai" throughout her life.

But when people walk in the world, they always need to wear clothes.

Therefore, she likes to weave the enemy's weapons into her own dress. She will dissolve the sharpness and chill of these weapons, refine them into soft and harmless silk, and put them on her graceful and crystal clear body. It is also a humiliation to the enemy.

The sword energy dissipated.

Chu Miao looked at the dancing snow crane on her dress, and gritted her teeth.

"Empress, don't you understand? The reason why your reputation is so great is not because of your high level, but because of your beauty and legend. I also like to discuss the beauty of your daughter who is overwhelmed by the country and other fairies and goddesses. As for your realm..." Ye Qingzhai said: "You are too far away from your sisters."

Ye Qingzhai spoke softly, but what he said was the cruelest truth.

Chu Miao worked hard since childhood.

But it is often not hard work but talent that determines the limit of a person's realm. Although her talent is high, there is a clear gap compared with top ascetics like Ye Qingzhai. already know.

But...

"Yes, my realm is not as good as yours, but I am me, and I am not a slave to anything. Unlike you, who have no cultivation realm, but are willing to be the emperor's maid, willing to be the slave of the sinful sword !" Chu Miao sneered back coldly.

"For a thousand years, people in the world have used the word 'slave' to stigmatize and ridicule the Goddess of Sin and Ring. Incompetent." Ye Qingzhai said.

Chu Miao couldn't stop laughing.

She stretched out a finger and hit the center of her eyebrows.

Ye Qingzhai's pupil color finally changed slightly.

"Who has lived for such a long time, who doesn't have the ability to press the bottom of the box? Goddess Ye, what do you think?" Chu Miao's smile became colder and colder.

Ye Qingzhai didn't know what kind of exercise it was, but he vaguely felt that it should be a forbidden technique, a forbidden technique that used self-harm and self-mutilation in exchange for a breakthrough!

Half-step man and god, the avenue is close at hand.

Chu Miao knows that as long as she is ruthless enough, she can break through the bottleneck of this great avenue by burning decades or hundreds of years of life. However, this state is a false state and cannot last for too long.

It is unwise to exchange a hundred years for one or two hours of human-god realm, but Chu Miao knows that if she does not try her best today, she is doomed to spend the rest of her life in regret, and this regret is intertwined A hundred years is worse than a torch.

Ye Qingzhai shook her head lightly, she opened her palm, the cold wind condensed into an ice sword in her palm, the blade was smooth, refracting the light into a rainbow.

"With a dry heart and a dead life, open a cave."

Chu Miao said silently, and was about to open her eyebrows with her fingers, when the woman's mournful cry sounded behind her, interrupting her decisive move:

"Mother"

In the wind and snow, Chu Yingchan appeared, she rushed here, her cheeks were pale, and she was out of breath.

"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to take care of Xiaohe?" Chu Miao's voice was slightly hoarse.

She can burn her own life, but not in front of her daughter.

Chu Yingchan still doesn't know what happened here, nor does she know that the master is in danger at the moment, she said with red eyes, "Xiaohe, Xiaohe is about to die..."

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"I've never seen such a strange disease. It stands to reason that the continuous hearing of ghosts and gods should be a symptom of being polluted by evil gods, but the strange thing is that instead of being polluted, she is very pure. It is as pure as a piece of jade that has been picked out of all impurities."

The female doctor rubbed her temples, looked apologetically at the mother and daughter in white skirts, and shook her head, expressing that she was helpless.

Xiaohe curled up on the couch, holding her head, moaning in pain, the finger inserted into Xue's hair was dripping with blood, it was the blood flowing out from a broken nail.

After returning from the battlefield, the low singing in her sea of ​​consciousness became more and more frequent and unscrupulous, as if the king of evil spirits stood on the throne and read the oath to destroy the world with the group of monsters. It was the sound coming from her body. She blocked her ears, but the sound echoed in her body, cutting her head and flesh like a blade, and she couldn't bear the pain.

Xiaohe couldn't help thinking of the experience of inheriting the marrow blood of the white phoenix when she was young.

If the pain that time was the labor pain before Nirvana, then this time, it was complete tearing and destruction.

"Shut up, shut up... shut up!!"

Xiaohe hugged her head, trying to shake that voice out of her mind, but she couldn't do it no matter what.

There should be a prescription for such a disease.

The blood of Lin Shouxi or Mu Shijing.

But now, they are not around. Of course, even their blood can only relieve the symptoms, not the root cause. One day, her sanity will be destroyed.

The girl's eyes were bloodshot, she bit her lip, blood overflowed between her lips and teeth.

At a certain moment, she saw the red string on her wrist, and even wanted to tear it off. Seeing this, Chu Yingchan quickly hugged her and wrapped her arms around her. Bigger than her, in the end it was Chu Miao who took the shot and temporarily stabilized her.

"Is there no way to temporarily cut off her consciousness?" Chu Miao asked.

"There's no way." The doctor shook his head and said helplessly, "Even the strongest hypnotizer can make her fall into a deep sleep."

"Stunned directly?"

"I can't faint."

"How could it be..." It was the first time Chu Miao saw this symptom, she continuously sent Xiaohe's true energy, but there was no turning point.

Chu Yingchan was very anxious, holding Xiaohe's trembling body, tears streaming down her face, she hoped that Lin Shouxi would come back quickly, but she found that she could do nothing except pray.

Outside the door.

The loud noise continued.

Chu Yingchan thought it was thunder.

Chu Miao did not tell her that it was the movement of Gong Yu fighting other top monks.

Xiaohe is plagued by strange diseases, and Gongyu is also at stake.

As for her, who can she save?

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The top of Shenshou Mountain.

The sky is dark and the sky is full of black clouds.

Thousands of miles are thunderous and thunderous, and they don't stop for a moment.

On the top of the mountain, Gong Yu stepped on the shattered rocks and held the long sword tightly. The sword that had accompanied her for many years had already had many cracks, as if it would collapse at any time.

Her jade head is slightly low, her hair is messy, and her blood red lips complement her pale face coquettishly.

She seems to have a disease, a disease in the name of death.

But Gong Yu's eyes were even more indifferent, she looked down on the people around her, as if she was looking at a group of the most unusable mob.

"Who will be the next to ask the sword?" Gong Yu asked.

Besides the four Goddesses of Sadness, Humility, Harvest, and Indifference, there are also three great monks who are in the realm of gods, including the acting head teacher of Shenshou Mountain.

In the battle to intercept the black dragon, the top monks were seriously injured, and the head of Shenshou Mountain was martyred and fell.

Gongyu has a very high reputation in Yunkong Mountain. Even if it is the emperor's order, the great monks of Yunkong Mountain are unwilling to face her with a sword. The monks of Patriarch Mountain have strange tempers. The emperor even felt that the emperor was suspected of stealing the merits of the ancestors. They did not hear the emperor's order with their own ears, and they did not believe that set of alarmist rhetoric.

Even so, they just didn't intervene, and they won't help Gongyu more.

No matter how strong the palace language is, there is a limit. Surrounded by seven monks in the realm of human and gods, she will undoubtedly die tonight.

I don't know if it's because of their identities or to show respect for Gongyu, they didn't attack together, but chose to challenge one by one.

The sad and humble goddesses have asked swords one after another, but they all lost.

Those who mourn are more mournful, and those who are humble are more humble.

They were not Gong Yu's opponents back then, and they are still not now.

"There is no falsehood under the fame, it really is true, the landlord is stronger than I imagined." The Harvest Goddess said: "Let me try your sword."

The Goddess of Harvest stepped out of the crowd, with the Divine Sword of Sin Ring on her back, and the four mahogany swords were suspended behind her hair, ups and downs with her light footsteps.

Her long hair is blue, like a spring in spring.

Among the seven goddesses in the Holy Soil Hall, apart from Shi Yirao who is recognized as the strongest, Qingzhai and Fengshou are more powerful than the others.

"Sword."

Gong Yu stared at her coldly, his words were like orders.

Facing such a tone, the Harvest Goddess was not annoyed, on the contrary, her expression was calmer and more serious.

God guarding the top of the mountain, she unleashed four swords one after another.

The first sword is full of vitality, which symbolizes spring, the second sword is burning with flames, which symbolizes summer, the third sword is bleak and cold, which symbolizes autumn, and the fourth sword is cold and stern, symbolizing winter.

Four swords come out together.

The four swords are like four pillars supporting the sky, constructing a bright world in the darkness. In this world, rebirth and death coexist, budding and withering nestle together. The Goddess of Harvest came from there, with long hair like clouds and curling skirts, illuminating the lonely mountaintop brightly.

This kind of splendid magic is already a miracle in the eyes of many monks.

But Gong Yu only responded with a sneer.

"The goddess of humility enters the Tao with red tape, and the goddess of sorrow uses the sorrow of spring and autumn to achieve her skills. They are all inferior. I thought you would give me a little surprise. If that's the case, then you are just a fool in my eyes." It’s just a pink skull.”

Gong Yu stepped forward, and said indifferently: "The universe is boundless, and the avenue is ruthless. How can you cover it up with one technique and use it to create the world?"

The unsheathed sword was held out again.

The long sword floats in the air like a big boat, singing like a phoenix and a bird.

Gong Yu raised his hand and put his fingers together like a sword.

The white-robed fairy looks indifferent, like a **** pointing at mountains and seas.

Gongyu two-finger press next.

The tip of the long sword sank, pointing directly at the gorgeous small world of the Goddess of Harvest. After a while, the sword went straight away like a meteorite falling to the ground.

This sword is like the north and south poles, they do not obey the order of seasons, they do not respect the alternation of day and night, they are ruthless and indifferent, lonely and magnificent.

In an instant, the four wooden swords were all under heavy pressure, as if the Great God Pan Gu wanted to re-forge the world. Spring, summer, autumn and winter were all solidified into mines, thrown into the furnace of good fortune, and new laws were refined.

The world of the Harvest Goddess was shattered in an instant.

Blood oozed from her lips.

"If you only have this ability, you will disappoint me too much." Gong Yu was already close to her, ready to punch.

The Harvest Goddess closed her eyes and drank a character.

The shattered world recondensed into a new sword. This sword was in disarray, with only a wisp of half-dead energy.

When Gong Yu saw it, he nodded his head and said with a smile, "That makes sense. What's the name of this sword?"

"Chaos," said the Harvest Goddess.

Chaos before the world was opened.

"You don't know the basis of the law, so you don't just go back, try to go back to the original point?" Gong Yu stretched out his hand again, with the palm facing up, and stretched his five fingers to the air, as if borrowing a sword, "Then I will do Pangu again , smash this chaotic world to pieces!"

The wind-filled white robe bulged like a banner.

Countless white air gathered towards her palm, like a surging vortex.

It seems that the way of heaven is smelted into iron and poured into a sword. The sword is thousands of miles long and invincible.

The chaos of the Harvest Goddess was also destroyed.

Her long hair turned into the silver color of bullying Saixue.

"I'm defeated." The Harvest Goddess retreated silently, bowing her head calmly.

The sword energy of the long sword is not fading. Gong Yu stood on the top of the mountain, held the sword in one hand, looked at the other people, and said, "What about you? When do you plan to make a move?"

Except for Shi Yirao and the head teacher of Shenshou Mountain, the other two are also the great elders of Shenshou Mountain. No, but they are brother and sister.

The male cultivator's name is Suoxiu Zhuang Er, and the female cultivator's name is Zhuang Rou. The skills they cultivate are similar to Liangyi swordsmanship. With concerted efforts, their power is immeasurable.

They have lived in seclusion behind the mountain for many years, and the exercises they practice are also very mysterious. Until today, they have joined forces again...

Zhuang Er and Zhuang Rou walked out calmly.

After their release, the two rounds of sun and moon appeared separately.

The sun is pale and red, gushing out flames, and the silver moon is clear and bright, spewing silver light in the dark.

The sun and the moon appear together on Shenshou Mountain, hanging under the clouds, and the sea of ​​fog in the world is bright, just like the sun **** and the moon **** patrolling the mortal world with a lamp.

"I heard that you have practiced qi in seclusion for hundreds of years and swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon all day. Cheng Xiang is still just a thief of heaven and earth."

Gong Yu's sword is still alive, and her words are contemptuous. In her eyes, these people are not gods at all, and they are not worthy to be compared with her.

"The splendor of the sun and the moon is nothing but water without a source, and a tree without roots. Your body is like ice and snow, and you cannot shine brightly. Even if you take all the fire essence from the world, you will not be able to shine on the common people." Gong Yu said bluntly.

When I was young, Gong Yu read a lot of dramas when I was bored. Those dramas were full of battles. In the battles, the villains who are destined to lose always like to talk nonsense, laugh at the incompetence of the protagonist, and even miss good opportunities because of talking too much. At that time, when she saw such a plot, she was always in a hurry, wishing to tear the mouth of this villain.

Later she discovered that she was too young when she was a child.

No one can resist laughing at the folly and incompetence of their enemies, at least not her.

Since defeat is doomed, before she loses, she will let everyone see her life clearly.

Gong Yu's palm.

The remaining sword energy suddenly grew wildly.

When she was young, she liked to hold a wooden sword in her hand, cut off the stream with the sword, and watched the fish and shrimp climb over the broken stream, taking pleasure in it. What she intercepted today is no longer a stream, but the Milky Way!

Gong Yu stood upright with his left hand in front of him, forming a graceful lotus handprint, and held out the sword with his right arm at the same time.

Destroy the dead.

The whole shocking formation trembled endlessly under Gongyu's sword. The sword flew across the sky, the black clouds parted, and the mountain peaks cracked. It seemed to be overwhelmed by this ruthless sword!

As Gong Yu said, the grand sight of the sun and the moon in the sky is nothing but a bluff.

This majestic landscape was hit by Gong Yu, and it was torn apart.

The great sun burns like a bonfire the gods kindle in the sky.

The bright moon is torn apart, like a cloudy sky that has lost its order.

The great sword flew across the sky and shattered into streamers.

The sun and the moon are eclipsed.

Zhuang Er and Zhuang Rou lost in an instant.

But this is only a defeat in Taoism. They are both in the realm of human beings and gods. Although the gap is huge, it is easy to defeat, but difficult to kill. .

The brother and sister did not continue to shoot.

They had the strength to fight again, but they frankly admitted defeat, bowed their hands, and retreated to the crowd.

"It is said that Shenshou Mountain's swordsmanship is excellent and the sword energy is extremely strong. It is the origin of the world's swordsmanship. Looking at it now, it is actually a wonderful eloquence and a heavy lie." .

In the sky, black clouds parted. There seemed to be rotten and smelly bones and blood in this line, which attracted countless dark clouds and vultures to fly over, closing the gap cut by Gongyu Kaitian's sword again.

Gloomy clouds and mist are flying around the sky.

"Who is coming to fight again?" Gong Yu asked coldly.

Only Shi Yirao and Dai Zhangjiao have yet to ask the sword.

Except for Gongyu, they are the highest realm here.

The acting head teacher is old, and he is also the helm of the Shocking God Formation, so he won't act without authorization.

Everyone looked at Shi Yirao.

Shi Yirao slowly walked out of the crowd with her sword in her arms.

Gong Yu looked at her quietly.

In the snowy forest yesterday, they teamed up to subdue Si Muxue, and even invited them to fight in the future. It is life and death.

It's cold and snowy.

"Do you also believe that I am the flower of calamity?" Gong Yu asked.

"I trust Your Majesty." Shi Yirao said.

"Are you going to kill me?" Gong Yu asked again.

"Yes." Shi Yirao closed her eyes.

"I thought we would be friends, at least fellow daoists." Gong Yu sighed softly.

"Even if I kill you, you are still my friend. Every year today, I will worship you." Shi Yirao said seriously.

"No fun."

Gong Yu chuckled, she stood under the black clouds of Cangshan Mountain, with the snow behind her, she was like a poppy flower in the ice and snow, surpassing the skirt-like aurora in the sky.

Gong Yu raised his arm and grabbed the Hanging Sword back into his palm.

The ancient sword chanted.

Shi Yirao also raised her hand, and the thin light of ice and snow condensed into a sword in her palm, a sword that was crystal clear and pure.

This is the absolutism of a true top goddess, all the flashy momentum fades away, Gong Yu slashes down with a sword, the momentum sinks, and when Rao cuts across, thunder and lightning surround.

A gorgeous and bright cross lights up on the top of the mountain.

Like a flower in full bloom.

It also seems to be a tombstone standing for disaster.

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Thousands of miles in the world listen to the wind and thunder.

No matter how dull a person is, he can realize that there is a great battle going on on Shenshou Mountain.

Chu Yingchan looked out of the window where the light was flickering, and she faintly realized something. Then she remembered the battle between her mother and Ye Qingzhai, and immediately asked: "Mother, what did you fight with Ye Qingzhai just now? What happened on Shenshou Mountain?" Already?"

Seeing that her daughter finally realized it, Chu Miao did not hide it, and told the whole story.

Chu Yingchan stood in place, as if being shocked by electricity.

Xiaohe was wandering on the edge of madness, and Shizun was also caught in a fatal situation... She suspected that she had heard it wrong, that it was a dream.

But she couldn't wake up.

Xiaohe's wailing and pain brought her back to reality. She hugged the petite girl in her arms and kept comforting her, but she couldn't do anything except comfort. She even hoped that Xiaohe would bite her , Hurt her, in this way, at least she felt that she was sharing the pain for Xiaohe.

But Xiaohe became weaker and weaker, she gradually lowered her hand, only her red lips were still moving slightly, and she was singing an obscure ballad.

"This girl witch has an incurable disease, and there are other wounded and sick to be sent in. We must not slack off in healing, or else..." No matter how tactful the doctor's tone was, they could also hear that this They wanted them to take Xiaohe out and wait to die.

"No! Xiaohe is still saved, how could Xiaohe die! She can't die, she can't die!" Chu Yingchan shouted hysterically, without any fairy demeanor.

At this time, Xiao He suddenly opened his eyes.

"Take me out, don't delay other people's rescue." Xiaohe's eyes suddenly became clear.

"Xiaohe..." Chu Yingchan was startled.

"Sister Chu." Xiaohe turned her head and raised her weak face.

"Xiaohe, you...are you alright?" Chu Yingchan was startled by her suddenly calm voice.

"Listen to me first." Xiaohe raised her **** hand and cupped Chu Yingchan's snow-white cheek, "Actually, I never really blamed you, you don't have to blame yourself, in the future, you Take good care of Lin Shouxi for me, and remember not to spoil him too much, he is a person who takes hard things but not soft ones."

Chu Yingchan's consciousness went blank.

She realized that Xiao He was confessing her last words.

"Don't be like that, Xiaohe, don't say that, you will be fine." Chu Yingchan spoke incoherently, she lowered her voice, for fear of disturbing the weak girl.

"Hey, Lin Shouxi is so affectionate and caring, it really makes people like it and has a headache." Xiaohe said to himself, smiled sweetly, and said: "But it's okay, he will find more in the future." His wife will let him go, anyway, it will be you who will have a headache and get angry, not me."

"Xiaohe..." Chu Yingchan hugged her, tears streaming down her face, unable to utter a word.

Xiaohe smiled lightly and said, "Okay, take me out for a walk, it's too stuffy here, go out and enjoy some fresh air, maybe my illness will be cured, this is an old problem, and it's nothing Intractable diseases."

"...Okay." Chu Yingchan opened her mouth and nodded slightly.

Chu Miao and the doctor were silent.

They knew that Xiao He was returning to life.

Her illness has no solution, and it is impossible for gods to save her.

Xiaohe herself knows it all too well.

She had heard Chu Miao's words earlier, so she thought, she was going to die anyway, so she had to undo the seal before she died. She wanted to trade the control of her body to the devil. She left behind an obsession, an obsession to save the master. After she died, she hoped that this crippled body could still reach the top of Shenshou Mountain and try her best to find a way out for the master.

It was the last thing she could do.

She cherishes every moment of sobriety.

Chu Yingchan picked her up from the bed, helped her put on her shoes and socks, took her hand, and slowly walked outside.

Chu Miao watched this scene silently, her heart ached like a cut.

This scene should have been quiet and solemn.

The mutation is steep.

Outside the window, an extremely noisy sound sounded.

Accompanied by this sound, there is a tornado-like gust of wind whizzing across the border, and the chant of a dragon is mixed in the gust of wind.

What's going on here?

Chu Miao was shocked, thinking that this is the black dragon who defeated the emperor and came to Shenshou Mountain to take revenge on the besieged people... No, no, the voice doesn't sound like that of the black dragon...

"There are dragons breaking into the city, there are dragons breaking into the city!!"

"Stop it...there is a big medical hall, don't let it destroy the medical hall!"

"Where's the immortal master? Where have all the great immortal masters gone? Hurry up, come and stop this lawless beast!"

“…”

The shouts came from far to near, suddenly intense.

It was only then that Chu Miao realized that when they were looking for a way to save Xiaohe's life, another shocking event happened outside.

There is another dragon coming to break into the city, and it is approaching the mountain of God.

Like a gust of wind passing by, a long blue dragon swept over.

This dragon is blue in color, much smaller than the black-scaled monarch, but it is also a giant compared to a human being. Its strength is not terrifying, and it is not easy to break through layers of defenses to come here. The many scars on the body are proof.

Just as Chu Miao was about to draw his sword to meet the enemy, a very familiar voice suddenly sounded from above the dragon body: "Wait"

Before he yelled to wait, Xiaohe raised his head in a tacit understanding.

Everything is like a dream.

On the dragon's body, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing jumped down, and came to her like a **** descending from the sky. They were all wearing red clothes, which looked like a good match.

Xiao He has no time to worry about these things now.

She had countless questions to ask, but in the end she just said: "I can still see you at the end, it seems that the way of heaven is not bad."

"No, this is not the last time!" Lin Shouxi hugged her tightly.

The girl's delicate body is in her arms, as soft as boneless.

"I'm sick..."

Xiaohe wanted to tell him about her illness, and told him that she had lied to him. She had always been the spiritual root of sound and never had the spiritual root of foresight. She lied to him. It was punished by my lord.

But this lie caused her eternal regret, which is not a punishment for her.

"I can cure it." Lin Shouxi interrupted her, firmly.

…

It was three hours ago that Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing broke through the frozen ocean with their Xingyu avatars.

On the snow field.

Xing Yu, who manifested her real body, truly interpreted the four characters of "being a cow and a horse". She flew with all her strength and did not stop for a moment.

She breathed out the majestic qi, and her realm rose. The bottleneck of the fairyland was broken when she left the ice sea.

Of course, dragons have their own power divisions, and the fairyland that humans talk about is not accurate for dragons.

Earlier, Mu Shijing asked Lin Shouxi a question, asking him if he would like to know the answer to one dead body and two lives.

To Mu Shijing's surprise, Lin Shouxi shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

"What did you say?" Mu Shijing suspected that he had heard wrong.

"You didn't intend to tell me anyway." Lin Shouxi knew her too well.

"You..."

Mu Shijing really wanted to play tricks on him, but she didn't expect that Lin Shouxi would not fall into this trap at all, which made Mu Shijing really embarrassed, and she said angrily, "Then do you want to know?"

"Then do you want to tell me?" Lin Shouxi asked back.

Mu Shijing really wanted to tell him, really wanted to tell him, she wanted to see his uncontrollable shock when he learned the truth, to see his puzzlement, and to listen to his questioning, but Lin Shouxi was obviously very dishonest , His words were provocative, so she couldn't take the initiative to speak out.

"Forget it, whether you want to listen or not, it's up to you to regret anyway." Mu Shijing snorted coldly, and she imagined Lin Shouxi's regretful expression in the future, and got a little comfort from it.

Lin Shouxi did not pursue the question with integrity.

That's the end of the topic.

The more Mu Shijing thought about it, the more angry she became. She hesitated to speak many times, and wanted to mention Lin Shouxi's desire, but Lin Shouxi remained unmoved, only thinking that she was teasing him.

"Your elm head is hopeless." Mu Shijing was convinced.

After the long journey, the two rarely spoke.

They lay on the dragon's back and let Xingyu carry them across the mountains and ridges, all the way south.

It's a long way from the ice sea to the god's wall.

Even if it is a cultivator in the realm of human and god, it will take a day and a night to move forward at full speed.

But Xingyu is a dragon.

Dragon is the most blessed species in the world. They are born with supernatural powers, they can fly, they can spell, and they can breathe dragon breath. The creator seems to have given all his gifts to this species. Hold their smart brains and feel sorry for themselves.

The world is icy and snowy, and the wilderness is boundless.

They couldn't tell how much time had passed, so they could barely judge based on Xingyue.

When approaching the wall of the gods, the seal of the mountain of gods moved again.

This seal, as always, produces illusions.

Different from the past, Yinxi's phantom at this moment is exactly what is happening in Shenshan!

From the picture of Shenshan Seal, they saw the quarrel between Chu Miao and Ye Qingzhai, the battle on the top of Shenshou Mountain, and Xiaohe who was seriously ill and dying.

"Xiaohe..."

Lin Shouxi suddenly remembered Lin Qiuyi's words. At that time, he said that the holy Bodhisattva must also die. He thought it was a curse, but he didn't accept it...

"What's going on? What's wrong with Xiaohe? What kind of disease is this?" Lin Shouxi's eyes were empty and his mind was lost.

"Aren't you her husband? You ask me, you ask me if I have..."

Mu Shijing was halfway through talking, and he also remembered what happened in the Yaosha Tower. The exact same illness happened in the Yaosha Tower...

"It's ravings, Xiaohe can always hear weird ravings!" Mu Shijing said.

"Babbling?"

Lin Shouxi's first reaction was that Xiaohe's spirit was polluted by evil gods, but...don't worry, let's find Xiaohe first, his blood can cure all diseases, so this time he can definitely heal Xiaohe...

"It's so weird, Xiao He obviously has a voice, why is he still disturbed by ravings?" Mu Shijing was puzzled.

"Spiritual root of sound?"

Lin Shouxi was shocked when he heard the words, and said in astonishment: "Isn't Xiaohe the spiritual root of foresight? Did you remember wrongly?"

"Heh, if it weren't for your unique face, I would really think that your husband is an imposter." Mu Shijing said coldly: "I don't even know what my wife's spiritual root is, too It's useless."

"Obviously you misremembered, don't be stubborn." Lin Shouxi was categorical. He was sure that Xiaohe had a foresight spirit root, and there was still an eighteen-year-old agreement between them...

"Heh, whoever makes a mistake is a puppy, dare you?" Mu Shijing was aggressive.

Lin Shouxi hummed, and didn't want to waste any more time talking with her about this. He had Xiaohe in his heart, and wished he could appear in front of her immediately and save her with blood.

Mu Shijing was still thinking about Linggen.

"The spiritual root of sound, the spiritual root of sound, um... the spiritual root of sound..." she muttered to herself.

Lin Shouxi thought she wanted to repent, and said directly: "What kind of spiritual root of sound, don't recite scriptures."

"wait"

A light flashed in Mu Shijing's mind, and she trembled like an electric shock. She asked, "What did you just say?"

"Are you looking for scolding?" Lin Shouxi said angrily.

"I tell you to say it!" Mu Shijing was not polite at all.

"I said, what is the spiritual root of sound, don't recite scriptures." Lin Shouxi held back a breath.

Mu Shijing whispered a few words, like waking up from a dream: "I understand!"

"What do you understand?" Lin Shouxi didn't understand why she was so taken aback.

"It's the spiritual root of sound! It's the spiritual root of sound that's causing trouble! The sound that the spiritual root of sound can't block can only be the sound it makes!" Mu Shijing's pupils were bright.

…

…

"Are you trying to feed me blood? It's useless..."

Xiaohe shook her head lightly, smiled weakly, and said, "I know my current situation, I..."

Xiaohe was still saying farewell to Lin Shouxi, Mu Shijing had already taken out the big golden bowl, Xiaohe was startled, thinking that sister Mu was really thoughtful, the urn was picked out...

But for some reason, when the golden bowl appeared, Xiaohe felt a burst of fear, but she didn't think she was afraid of the golden bowl... What, what's going on?

Before she figured it out, the weird ravings started again in her mind, and her voice was like a ghost chewing on her eyeballs.

"Take it!" Mu Shijing shouted.

The golden bowl shines brightly.

When the woman in red left the Undersea Dragon Palace, she only left this golden bowl for Xing Yu. It works!

Is this a coincidence? Or is it the special arrangement of the woman in red?

Golden light enveloped Xiao He.

Chu Miao and Chu Yingchan looked at each other in blank dismay.

Then, a black line flew through the golden light and fell into the golden bowl, struggling repeatedly, making strange babbling noises.

This is exactly the voice Xiaohe has been hearing.

Fortunately, under the baptism of the golden bowl's divine power, this worm-like black thread failed to make such a sound for too long before it was sealed by the golden light.

Mu Shijing's guess was right, the reason why this voice could not be blocked was because it was the movement of the spirit root itself!

This spiritual root of sound that has helped her countless times is actually the root of the disease!

A fan of the Xiaohe authorities, she trusts too much in this spirit root that has helped her countless times, but Mu Shijing, on the other hand, is smart enough to find out the truth!

But... how can the spirit root speak?

"Poison spirit root, actually poison spirit root?!" Chu Miao exclaimed belatedly.

"Poison spirit root, what is that?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"That was a forbidden technique seven or eight hundred years ago." The doctor frowned and explained: "Although spiritual roots are not rare, this innate ability is regarded as a fetish by many people. I wanted more and more powerful spiritual roots, so I started to actively create... At that time, there was a great sorcerer who called himself Dao Shenggen. He created many living spiritual roots and gave them to immortals. These spiritual roots are indeed They have real power, but they are Gu insects. All the immortals who were planted with spiritual roots eventually became puppets of Dao Shenggen! This kind of sorcery was immediately banned, and these spiritual roots were also destroyed as poisonous spiritual roots. .”

The doctor murmured: "It's been so long, do poisonous spirit roots still exist in the world, and they are still such strong poisonous spirit roots..."

The spiritual root of sound was pulled out, cut off like a chain, Xiaohe's body lightened.

At the same time, she also heard another voice in her body, a moving voice like a clear spring guarding the sound of inheritance.

It turns out that guarding the inheritance has always wanted to help her, but the sound it made was pinched away by the spiritual root of sound!

No wonder... Xiaohe used to think about why the guarding inheritance that she had obtained so hard had no real magical effect at all. Looking at it now, it turned out that the treacherous officials in her body were in charge and deceived the sage. It has been cleared, the traitors have been eliminated, and only the virtuous ministers who guard the inheritance have the chance to face the saint!

The more Xiao He thinks about it, the more he feels moved, thinking that he is really a fool.

Of course, what made her feel even more was the appearance of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing.

Xiaohe wiped away her tears and hugged Lin Shouxi.

Lin Shouxi has countless things to say to Xiaohe, and he also wants to hold her like this forever, but...

"Xiaohe, wait for me to come back." Lin Shouxi said, then looked at Chu Yingchan with gentle eyes: "Chuchu, I..."

"Okay, don't need to say too much, the important thing is to save the master!" Chu Yingchan just breathed a sigh of relief, but the thunder all over the sky raised her heart to her throat again.

Lin Shouxi nodded vigorously.

Xiaohe looked at Mu Shijing and said seriously: "Sister Mu, thank you..."

"Thank you for your kindness! Sister Xiaohe doesn't need to be polite." Mu Shijing put away the golden bowl, and gave Lin Shouxi a provocative look.

If it wasn't for Master's life hanging by a thread, she would definitely want Lin Shouxi to bark like a puppy on the spot!

Xing Yu has turned back into a human form, and it was extremely difficult for her to get here all the way. Now her body is covered with bruises and she is on the verge of fainting.

"The rest of the road is up to you." Xing Yu said.

"Okay!" Lin Shouxi looked up at the sacred mountain, his heart as firm as iron.

Chu Yingchan came to him with a sword and wanted to accompany him, but Lin Shouxi said:

"Chuchu, Xiaohe is still weak, you take care of her here, I will go to Shenshou Mountain alone."

"But your realm..."

"It doesn't have to be." Lin Shouxi interrupted her words, he took out the seal of Shenshou Mountain, pressed it in his palm, and said solemnly: "Now, I am the owner of Shenshou Mountain."

…

Since the black dragon broke through the city and the emperor woke up, this couple of boys and girls brought back the seal of the sacred mountain that had been lost for three hundred years.

Dai Zhangjiao once said that whoever can get back the seal is the owner of Shenshou Mountain. Now...

Too many shocking things happened in the past two days, when Chu Miao saw this divine seal, she didn't even have the heart to doubt whether it was a fake.

This seal is a hope for her, a hope that can save Gongyu!

"I'll take you away."

Chu Miao immediately grabbed their wrists and swept towards the mountain again.

The doctor looked at Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's leaving back, and asked, "Are these a newlywed couple?"

“…”

Xiaohe and Chu Yingchan looked at each other, and fell silent at the same time.

"I'll take you back to rest." Chu Yingchan gently hugged Xiaohe.

Xiao He rubbed her head, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

Chu Yingchan was frightened, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong? Did Xiaohe have a headache again..."

"No, it's just..."

It's just that she vaguely feels that she still has a spiritual root, a spiritual root that was covered up by the spiritual root of sound in the past, but she can't tell what this spiritual root is for the time being.

…

The gods guard the front of the mountain.

Ye Qingzhai saw Chu Miao go and come back, and when she came back, she brought a pair of teenagers with her, she couldn't help frowning, and asked with a faint smile, "You brought these two children here after you've been moving for a long time to rescue soldiers? Chu Miao, I think you are crazy."

Lin Shouxi didn't have time to talk nonsense with her, so he took out the seal of Shenshan and said coldly, "Get out of the way."

When Ye Qingzhai saw this seal, after being confused, his fairy face could not hide his shock.

She has never seen the seal of Shenshou Mountain.

But she can recognize that this is the seal of Shenshou Mountain. The seal can be forged, but this ethereal fairy spirit cannot be forged!

"It's against the rules for the goddess of your Holy Soil Palace to come to Shenshou Mountain to do something wrong. Now that the new owner of Shenshou Mountain is here in person, why don't you give way?" Chu Miao raised her arm, pointing at this huge mountain, He paused and said: "This is Shenshou Mountain!"

The rest of the immortals were also shocked when they saw this.

They have thought about countless possible changes, but they did not expect that this divine seal would be lost and recovered today.

This should be a great thing, but right now...

"This is not Shenshou Mountain." Ye Qingzhai is worthy of being a goddess who has lived for hundreds of years, and she quickly recovered her composure. Shoushan, I can abide by the rules and not obstruct."

"You!"

When Chu Miao heard the words, the stunning fairy dimple turned blue with anger, "You are a dignified sinful goddess, don't you feel ashamed to say such a thing?"

"For the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, and for the sake of the common people, I must stay here." Ye Qingzhai also knew it was unreasonable, but she refused to give in, and even said: "The origin of this seal is unknown, and this young girl also has a lot of secrets." , I have the responsibility to detain them and interrogate the ins and outs."

"What?" Chu Miao was furious at her shamelessness, "Don't bully me too much!"

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing looked at each other, both worried.

If Ye Qingzhai intends to make things difficult, how should they pass?

They came from thousands of miles, went through hardships, and finally arrived at the foot of the sacred mountain, but the suffering did not diminish in the slightest.

Ye Qingzhai smiled helplessly and said, "I'm offended."

Seeing Ye Qingzhai take a step forward, Chu Miao was ready to force herself into the realm of the gods and fight her to the death.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a strange woman's voice suddenly sounded from outside the sky:

"Ye Qingzhai, you think highly of yourself, how dare you take a sword from me?"

Ye Qingzhai looked at the sky.

She thought the voice was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Before she could figure it out, the mysterious man's sword had arrived.

A series of iron-blue sword qi broke like a river of heaven, and came from the great river. The majestic momentum made everyone who saw it tremble with fear.

Only Ye Qingzhai smiled contemptuously.

She swept the sky with her sword, and slammed into the sky-pouring sword energy.

In the long blue waterfall, Ye Qingzhai's pale and tender hands stretched out from it, and he directly grabbed the terrifying sword waterfall, forcibly tore it in two, and the sword energy overflowed, splashing on her body, Into her brand new dress.

The iron green sword energy was cut off by Ye Qingzhai.

In the blink of an eye, the long skirt entwined with snow cranes of this Qingzhai goddess has turned into a plain Tsing Yi.

"Not so much?" Qingzhai Goddess asked lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingzhai's expression changed.

The dress on her body broke free from her shackles, and the boundless sword energy condensed again, turning into interconnected iron beads one after another. These iron beads were like chains, binding her jade body tightly. , still swimming on it at high speed, scrambling against her body, Ye Qingzhai hummed, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his throat kept whimpering. In the prison clothes that can wriggle in the room!

"Just now? Now? Tsk tsk, I can't tell whether it's pain or pleasure with your expression."

A purple-clothed fairy came through the sky.

Seeing Ye Qingzhai being bound, the rest of the immortals drew their swords one after another, but the fairy shook her head: "Are you also worthy of fighting with me?"

The purple-clothed fairy flicked her long sleeves, the purple energy swept away, and the immortals fell down.

"Is...it's you? Are you..." Chu Miao was very surprised when she saw the person coming.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, empress, she's still so young and beautiful." The fairy in purple clothes bent her eyes and smiled, pushed the backs of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing, and said, "Let's go, my magic weapon may not be able to hold her back for long. "

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing saw that someone came to help, although they didn't know who it was, they were all overjoyed. Before they left, they clasped their fists together and said, "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

"Senior?" This sentence of thanks made the purple-clothed fairy's face sink. She gave a chestnut to each of them, and said coldly: "Call me senior sister!"

"Sister?"

"Well, I'm your second senior sister, Yin Tan." Said Zi Yi Fairy.

…

About the second senior sister Yin Tan, Lin Shouxi has already heard her name. The master ancestor told her the story of senior sister Yin Tan. After listening to Lin Shouxi, she felt that the senior sister is really wonderful.

Looking at it now, Second Senior Sister seems to be better than he thought.

"Second Senior Sister's chestnut hurts too much." This is Mu Shijing's evaluation of Second Senior Sister.

Yin Tan and Chu Miao stopped the interceptors, and he went up the mountain hand in hand with Mu Shijing.

At first, they thought that the trip would be unimpeded, but before the big array on Mount Shenshan, they saw someone blocking the way again.

This time there was only one person standing in the way, a man in a black robe, with his back facing them.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing are facing a formidable enemy.

The man turned his head.

They thought they would see a sinister and dark face, but they didn't expect the owner of the black clothes to look plain, even a bit rigid, looking very honest.

But Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing know that the more ordinary they look, the more powerful they are.

"You are finally here." The man in black said.

"Are you waiting for us?" Lin Shouxi asked coldly.

"Of course." The man in black said, "This is blocked by the Shocking God Array. My level is too shallow to break through. You may be able to enter if you hold the seal of the sacred mountain."

"Huh?"

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were shocked, wondering what happened to this person?

When the man in black saw their expressions, he patted his head belatedly, and said, "Sorry, I forgot to say, I am your elder brother, the pity goddesses Su and Xue who stopped here You have been defeated by me, temporarily frozen in ice, no one will stop you."

I just met my second senior sister and my senior brother.

In normal times, they would definitely sit down and have a painful chat, telling their stories and what happened over the years.

But not today.

"There is only one seal on Mount Shen." Lin Shouxi said to Mu Shijing.

The seal of Shenshan has been recognized and cannot be changed.

"If you only have one piece, then you go. Why, are you so attached to me?" Mu Shijing smiled lightly, waved to him, and said, "Come on, I don't want to go with you, to save one teacher and two people." life."

…

Lin Shouxi followed the mountain path of Shenshou Mountain and swept towards the top of the mountain with all his strength.

There is snow in the sky.

The road is cold and long.

The thunderous tremors on the top of the mountain kept ringing, but it became lighter and lighter. Lin Shouxi's heartbeat became faster and faster as he thought about the scene predicted by the seal of Shenshan.

At the same time.

The top of the mountain.

The battle between Gong Yu and Shi Yirao has come to an end.

This is a magnificent battle.

They hit the sky from the mountain, chiseled into the mountain from the clouds, flattened the main peak of Shenshou Mountain, and destroyed the ancestral hall of Shenshou Mountain.

The thunder did not dare to move again, the lightning did not dare to shine again, and the spirit of killing was like a cold wind passing through the border to freeze everything. where.

Shi Yirao's lotus clothes were blood-colored.

Gong Yu's white robe was also stained red with blood.

The swords are still striking in the cold air, bursting out bright fireworks. These fireworks are the most refined and pure sword intent, containing what they have learned all their lives.

The sound of the sword's cry stopped.

The fireworks from the collision of the iron swords gradually dissipated in the night sky.

"You are much stronger than you were back then." Gong Yu retracted his sword, his robe was soaked in blood, and his expression was exhausted.

Shi Yirao withdrew and retreated.

The sword in her hand had already been broken countless times, and her palm was also covered with cracks. She lowered her head, and said indifferently with deep disappointment: "I am defeated."

"For so many years, there are very few people who can hurt me like this. You are the first one, so you can be proud." Gong Yu said.

"Before me, you have fought several times. Even if I win, it's still invincible, let alone lose?" Shi Yirao sighed softly: "You are too strong."

"So what, no matter how powerful you are, you still have to die today." Gong Yu said calmly.

Shi Yirao fell silent.

"The emperor may not be good." Gong Yu said suddenly.

"What?" Shi Yirao was taken aback.

For thousands of years, the human race has always grown under the shadow of the emperor. His great achievements are too grand, so grand that people only dare to look up and dare not question them.

"Why?" The acting head teacher who had been silent all this time finally spoke.

"Because she wants to kill me, and my emperor, how can she be a good emperor?" Gong Yi said sternly.

Everyone was silent, they didn't refute anything, they just thought it was her waywardness before she died.

They know that the landlord of the Daomen Gate is a good person, a good person with great Taoism, and a good person who cares about the common people. It's a pity that she is the fruit of evil, and a flower of disaster that is destined to bloom. she.

"Of course, the most important thing is that she asked you to kill me." Gong Yu said calmly: "If I am really a flower of disaster, and if the emperor really cares about the safety of the people, then she should kill me directly. To avoid future troubles, why does she still use you as a sword and let you do it?"

"It turns out that you really want to pollute the emperor." The Goddess of Sorrow said.

"Stupid."

Gong Yu doesn't want to argue anymore.

Except for the Dai Zhangjiao, everyone has competed with Gong Yu, and all of them lost.

They have given enough respect to this legendary Daoist master.

This respect is part of the funeral.

On the wasteland in front of the Holy Soil Hall, the decisive battle between the emperor and the black dragon is still going on, as if it will not end until the heaven and the earth die.

The killing round on Shenshou Mountain is coming to an end.

"The wrath of the gods roars, the thunder returns to the mountain, the ice and snow are thousands of feet, the sword of the shocking **** kills the formation, rise."

The indifferent voice of the head teacher echoed in the sky.

With Gong Yu as the center, the seven people who surrounded and killed her separated.

The killing formation is based on the mountain guarding shocking **** formation, and it is the god-killing blade hidden in it. Now, this sharp blade is aimed at Gong Yu's heart.

No matter how powerful Gong Yu was, he still seemed small under the divine formation formed by a sacred mountain.

The killing array enveloped her.

She stood in the killing array on the top of this mountain, like a piece of peerless famous painting falling towards the bonfire. This is the tragedy of destruction. When the destruction comes, this beauty will surpass the famous painting itself and become insurmountable pinnacle of beauty.

After that comes the desolation, the desolation that can never be ignited again in the ashes.

The killing array is not a sharp blade, but a line of law that ignores everything. Gong Yu was in it, with several wounds added to his body, and his blood-stained robe became even redder.

Tonight, she has played with all her skills and played to her heart's content.

But she always felt that something was missing.

She didn't look at the body besieging her anymore, but turned around slowly, looking at the horizon, where billowing black clouds filled the sky, like black shadows and vultures robbing food.

The temperature in winter dropped even lower in the center of the killing formation. This is because even the immortals cannot resist the cold. Covered with fresh snow, a piece of white.

Gong Yu walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking up at the night sky covered with dark clouds

"I have heard that on the top of Shenshou Mountain, a huge full moon like a round can be seen rising in the middle of the winter moon. It's a pity that tonight came at the wrong time, the moon was covered by dark clouds, so we couldn't see her." Gong Yu smiled lightly, her voice was bleak, she looked at the sky far away, and seemed to be able to see through the clouds and see the ice wheel outside the clouds.

She turned around slowly.

The weather is colder and the pupils are colder.

Among the snow and ice, Gong Yu couldn't help thinking of when he was young, he traveled the mountains and rivers with a sword in his hand, and on a snowy day, he heard a woodcutter singing loudly:

The sky is fixed and the earth is closed, and there are swords to cut it, and the wind and snow torment it, and there are sheaths to retract it.

Snow and ice, frying my lonely will, mountains and water, grinding my body.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, make trouble for it, and heaven and earth are merciful, laugh at it.

The singing voice is bleak, but it is powerful and powerful, and it is full of anger.

She kept it in her heart and sang it from time to time. Today, at the end of her life, she thought of this song again... The world is merciless and merciless. To me, it’s just a joke. In life, I will go forward. In death, I will return to my bones. What fear? Just...

It's just a little regretful.

She knew where this regret came from.

"Master..."

Gong Yu's red lips parted slightly, and the word "Master" seemed to be frozen on her lips.

But it doesn't matter.

That is her forever sunny memory.

If she has enough time, she is willing to recall it over and over again.

Gong Yu smiled sadly.

She regretted a little, regretted not telling Lin Shouxi the truth, regretted not being able to embrace him openly, she had been waiting, but missed it while waiting, and from now on, they would never have the chance to achieve a positive result.

On her bright red robe, bright red blood bloomed continuously, and the pain enough to make people faint continued to tear her body. If she didn't feel it, she screamed loudly instead:

"Master, I respect you for the last sword in my life!"

The **** robe danced on the top of the mountain, and the iron sword swelled in the thunder.

In an instant.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

Shi Yirao has never seen such a crazy palace language, nor has she seen such a full sword light, she almost fell down, but the iron law piercing her chest forced her to draw the sword.

Everyone drew their swords.

The tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky.

In an instant, the black clouds that had accumulated for a long time turned into torrential rain.

It is raining heavily.

It's like crying under the shocking killing array.

During the torrential rain, the killing array had turned into a static thunderbolt, solidified in the sky, and hung straight above Gong Yu's head.

It's about to end.

At this most critical moment, Gong Yu was distracted.

She looked in the direction of the mountain road.

It was like the first time she touched the Zhan Palace in the sword tower, and when the Zhan Palace was lit up, she saw the dazzling light like a dream on the top of the dark and boundless mountain.

"Stop"

The boy with disheveled hair rushed from the mountain path to the top of the mountain in the torrential rain. They all looked at him.

Dead City, Chang'an, East China Sea, Frozen Ocean, Wasteland, City Wall, Divine Mountain...

Here he came, he finally crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and came to her with the seal of Shenshan!

The world is empty.

Master and apprentice face each other in the rainstorm.

…

He is Lin Shouxi.

Everyone knew him, but no one thought that he would come with the seal of Shenshan.

Fortunately, he did not come late.

While everyone was watching, Lin Shouxi walked in front of Gong Yu. Gong Yu's cheeks had been washed pale by the rain, but her lips were still stained red with blood. She was still so beautiful, so shockingly beautiful.

"Master, I'm late." Lin Shouxi said.

"It's never too late for you to come." Gong Yu shook his head lightly and smiled.

Lin Shouxi opened his arms and hugged her.

Gong Yu didn't struggle at all, obediently like a cat.

Her sword aura that covered the sky like a jade stone was destroyed by this hug, and snow fell on their shoulders, turning into a hazy layer of mist, washed away by the rain.

He is still wearing a wedding dress, and Gong Yu's **** robe is like a wedding dress. He has come from a long distance, as if to welcome his bride.

For a long time.

On behalf of the head teacher, he sighed softly: "It's really extraordinary that you can come here, but even so, what can you change?"

Lin Shouxi slowly let go of Gong Yu's embrace.

His robe was also soaked with her blood.

He turned around, raised the seal of the gods, looked at the acting headmaster, and said sharply: "You are no longer the acting headmaster of Shenshou Mountain. It is a big mistake for you to use the mountain guard array to kill people. Do you still want to challenge Shenshan?" A millennium rule?"

Looking at Shen Xi, the acting head teacher looked a little older.

"It's really extraordinary that you brought back the Shenxi Seal. According to the rules, you should indeed be the new headmaster of Shenshou Mountain, the nineteen-year-old headmaster of Shenshou Mountain... Lin Shouxi, you are not a disciple of Shenshou Mountain, but your name , is destined to be engraved in the history of Shenshou Mountain forever." The acting head teacher said sincerely.

"But?" Lin Shouxi guessed what he was going to say.

"Young Master is indeed extremely smart." The head teacher smiled and said, "However, no matter how great the Divine Seal is, it is only a dead thing after all. Only the holder is strong enough to exert its true power. You can't, the current you are too weak, even if I am not the headmaster of the mountain of gods, I can still kill her, the killing words of the shocking **** array have started to rotate, you can't stop it, and the most important thing is..."

"What?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Only when the voice of questioning started, there was a painful hum from Gong Yu behind him. Lin Shouxi turned around and looked, the body of the master seemed to be wrapped in countless invisible silk threads, and her **** robe was finely cracked and snow-white Her skin was covered with countless scars, her true energy was gradually exhausted, and the endless blood loss made her more and more tired. The hug just now seemed to have exhausted her strength, and she barely stood in the rainstorm, crumbling. .

As Dai Zhangjiao said, the killing array has started and cannot be stopped.

"Master..." Lin Shouxi felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury." Gong Yu's red lips trembled endlessly.

Lin Shouxi held the seal of Shenshan, which he had won so hard, but it seemed to be holding a piece of hot ice. He gave orders to the seal, but the seal did not respond at all, as if what he held in his hand was not some divine object , just a rotten rock.

"You have done a good job. I am satisfied to see you here today, and I am satisfied to be a teacher. Even though I die, I have no regrets." Gong Yu's tone has never been so gentle.

"I will never let you die." Lin Shouxi stared into her long autumn eyes, as if swearing.

"If you are the head teacher, maybe you can really stop this killing formation, but you can't do it now... According to the rules, you are not qualified to be the new head teacher at all." The acting head teacher said.

"Rules, what kind of rules are you following?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"In Shenshoushan's teaching inheritance, at least two points must be satisfied. One is that the master passes on the throne to the apprentice, but the successor must master the most orthodox inner sect mentality of Shenshoushan. You seem to have both of these two points. Not satisfied." The head teacher said coldly.

When Lin Shouxi heard the first point, his heart lit up.

Isn't his master, Lin Qiuyi, the last Lord of the Mountain? Logically speaking, his succession is justifiable... If he can save his master, he doesn't mind recognizing Lin Qiuyi as his master.

But the second point...

He has only been in this world for two years, and he hasn't even practiced Yunkong Mountain's inner sect mentality, so how could he have practiced Shenshou Mountain's inner sect mentality?

"How do you know that I haven't cultivated?" Lin Shouxi didn't change his face.

"Try it and you'll know." The head teacher said calmly.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Lin Shouxi, and pointed at his forehead.

Gong Yu wanted to make a move to stop her, but her arm was cut by the law of the killing array again. As the blood spattered, she let out a miserable snort, and lowered her arm weakly again. She raised her head, her pale and beautiful face was furious .

Pointing between the eyebrows on behalf of the head teacher, he said indifferently: "Look, you are still not qualified to be a head teacher, as expected, there is no..." in your body..."

In the middle of the conversation, the acting head teacher who has always been calm froze as if struck by lightning.

Everyone looked at him.

Only Lin Shouxi didn't, because he already felt the changes in his body.

Following the guidance of the acting head teacher, something that had been hiding in his body for a long time seemed to be pulled and awakened.

He recognized that thing.

That is the power that the man named Mr. Gong planted in him in the Immortal Kingdom. At that time, Mr. Gong said that none of the seven methods he bestowed on him was the technique of the patriarch, and there was a secret hidden in it, which his realm was not strong enough to unlock, but today, the acting head teacher accidentally unlocked it.

This secret is nothing special.

This is Shenshoushan's true inner method.

But it is also what Lin Shouxi needs most at this moment.

It was too late for the head teacher to come back to his senses. His inner sect mentality was pierced by his finger, and it had turned into real power, flowing all over Lin Shouxi's body.

Lin Shouxi opened his eyes, and the pupils were filled with indifferent golden light.

"Am I eligible now?" he asked.

…

The wind and rain are violent, and the Milky Way is pouring down.

The seal of Shenshan shines brightly in the hands of Lin Shouxi.

The answer of the acting head teacher is not important, because the seal of Shenshan has truly recognized the master at the moment when Lin Shouxi's mind is awakened. He holds this seal, as if holding the entire Shenshou mountain in the palm of his hand.

The head of Mount Kamishou is dead.

The acting head teacher of Shenshou Mountain also lost his position at this moment.

Lin Shouxi is the only person at the helm of Shenshou Mountain. In a sense, he directly took over Lin Qiuyi's position and became the new owner of Shenshou Mountain.

He is nineteen years old.

He realized Mu Shijing's dream.

"Stop."

With a thought, Lin Shouxi gave orders.

The killing array stopped spinning immediately.

Gong Yu snorted, leaned slightly, as if about to fall, Lin Shouxi straightened her up, Gong Yu showed a weak smile, there will never be such a beautiful smile in the world, they are not like master and apprentice, they are a couple Weathered lovers.

There is a sigh.

It was Shi Yirao's sigh.

No one wanted to disturb this beautiful scene, but Shi Yirao walked out with a sword in hand.

He hesitated to speak.

Lin Shouxi has tried his best. His opportunities and efforts are beyond the imagination of these top monks, but in the final analysis, it is still the same sentence: so what?

The reason why the mountain master was strong three hundred years ago was not because he was in charge of the seal of Shenshan, but because he was strong enough.

Even if Lin Shouxi holds the seal of Shenshan, he is still just a young man in Yuan Chi Realm. His current status is enough to disdain all his peers, but he can't disdain these monks in the field. Yin can make up for it, he can order Shenshan to stop the magic circle, but he can't order them to stop drawing their swords.

A **** guarding the mountain lord of Yuan Chi Realm.

A Taoist master who was seriously injured and dying.

It's still a dead end.

The seven men raised their swords again, pointing at them.

The sword in their hands is too heavy, and the worldly justice and the lives of the common people are all tied to it, and they can no longer put it down.

"It's a pity that I haven't practiced the mental method of Shenshou Mountain Neimen, otherwise, I might still have the strength to fight." Gong Yu smiled sadly.

Lin Shouxi frowned slightly, not understanding what the master was talking about.

The position of the sacred mountain can only be passed on from the master to the disciples. How can there be any reason for the disciples to pass it on to the master?

There is no regret in the world.

The seven top cultivators in the Human God Realm have made up their minds, even if they disobey their ancestors, even if they violate the rules, they will keep the master of the Taoist gate on the mountain of gods.

Could it be that even if Lin Shouxi tried his best, he couldn't disobey the established destiny...

The large formation on Shenshou Mountain has been closed.

But their swords formed a new formation.

Even if Lin Shouxi is protected by the seal of the gods, how much can he resist?

The answer is one breath.

One breath is enough.

The divine seal shone brightly, and the barrier shattered instantly after it was opened, but it also temporarily blocked a joint attack by the seven people.

In this breath, Gong Yu grabbed Lin Shouxi's hand and said in a low voice: "Let's go."

There is a cliff behind them, and it is self-evident where they can go.

This place is no different from another world. Even with the help of Changfeng, he is determined to be unable to escape the pursuit of these top experts.

But Gong Yu said softly: "Don't be afraid, I can feel it, it's coming."

"It? Who is it?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Gong Yu didn't give an answer, just took his hand and jumped down from the top of Shenshou Mountain.

The abyss engulfed them.

Looking at this scene, the headmaster Dai hadn't said the words yet. Under the cliff, the gust of wind swirled upwards in a world-defying manner, imprinting the next scene forever in the minds of all witnesses!

The howling wind is like a roar from the abyss, crushing the cliffs all the way, and flying towards the sky like black clouds. The wind is cut open, it is a tornado against the sky, it is a blade that destroys the world, no chains can imprison this unruly black shadow! It soared into the sky and flew towards the sky. Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu lay on its back, as if it was born with scales.

The heavy rain was scattered by its spread wings, and the black clouds were pierced by its body.

It roared towards the sky, and its pupils were burning with blue flames!

"Many years ago, it came. That day was my monthly exam. Chu Miao and I were wandering by the city wall. It came... After it came, I lost my parents, my master, and my father. Homeland, lost their loved ones, and almost lost their own lives.”

Gong Yu spoke slowly, as if telling a satirical story, but soon he, the sadness at the corner of her mouth turned into a calm smile: "But I will always remember what Master said, he Said, time will only wash away those weak things, it will preserve the real beauty, even if one day the master is no longer by my side, the proof of his presence will be imprinted on my body... so I am not afraid, I believe , as long as I live, I will always return to Master's side."

Lin Shouxi's pupils condensed into dots, and his heart thundered, "You, you are..."

"Does this forget about the apprentice? Didn't we promise ~IndoMTL.com~ to be the eternal master and apprentice?" Gong Yu's pale face showed a relieved smile, and she leaned closer to Lin Shouxi's Ear, smiled and said: "What should I do, this disciple seems to like Master a little bit."

"Xiao...Xiaoyu?" Lin Shouxi asked in a daze.

Gong Yu smiled and said nothing, just raised his palms.

Lin Shouxi's Adam's apple moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound. He also subconsciously stretched out his palm and pressed it against it.

Put your palms together.

Close fingers together.

There is no need for any communication. At this moment, they both spoke at the same time, shouting to the sky like an oath.

"My way is not alone"

Almost at the same time, the giant dragon tore through the barrier of the black cloud and charged into the clear sky in one fell swoop.

The black clouds are like the sea, and the full moon is like a wheel.

The Cangbi King roared into the air, and the dragon's chant resounded throughout the universe.