Zhao Ge: 65. The world is impermanent
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The Qingming Pagoda, which originated from the end of the Wanxian Era, returned to the darkness. As the most gorgeous decoration, the dusty rays of broken spirit stones fluttered down from the sky. The thick body of the Blackstone Pagoda gives people a sense of eternal silence. After the spirit stone full of the Wanxian Era style is broken, the style of the Chaotian Pagoda is particularly prominent.
Huge, majestic, and majestic.
There was silence in the tower, the phantom of the horned dragon disappeared, the vortex of madness disappeared, and the figure standing in front of everyone when the unstoppable force swept over it also disappeared.
The ice covering the wall of the tower room "clicks" and shattered, turning into pale ice chips and falling down.
There is still a trace of cold in the air.
Jun Wanbai rushed out of the tower room and stood on the stone steps with ruined railings. She looked around, and the dusty light spots of Lingshi quickly disappeared. Looking at it, the silent darkness was like a beast that swallowed everything.
She raised her head and looked up. The ninety-nine-story tower continued to extend upward, with the everlasting majesty, which seemed to be a silent warning.
Whether it is the disciples guarding the tower, the giant horned dragon phantom, or the person who is always on the top...All existence that attempts to provoke ancient history is doomed to be destroyed.
Jun Wanbai stood blankly holding the sword.
She thought of the winter when the soldiers were all around, remembered the first time she stood under the tens of thousands of heavenly steps, remembered the first time she saw the indifferent young man with a green face, and remembered Qingyu Guangzhou The torrent of upper bones and fire raged, and the man turned his head, with a trace of surprise in his eyes...
Is this the so-called "Impermanence"?
Is this what Master said, "things in the world are impermanent"?
The misty birds of the Wanxian Era will reappear in the clouds above the sky, the crowded Bingzhou with millions of people will suddenly become an empty city, and the Qingming Pagoda that guides the lost will become chaotic and directionless. A place of dead silence, and the people walking in front of them forever will suddenly disappear...
What the **** is this impermanence!
The sound of fighting suddenly sounded in the darkness.
The people who came out of the tower chamber looked down and looked in the direction where the sound came from. The swords and swords at the main entrance of the Qingming Tower flashed interlacedly, and the true energy exploded.
"Go!"
The blankness on Jun Wanbai's face only appeared for a moment. On one side of her wrist, her double swords pointed diagonally at the ground, and regardless of whether there were still remnants of the spatial vortex, she jumped directly from the third floor of the Qingming Tower. The wind blows her navy blue robe, killing like a secular general's robe.
Liao Gan was stunned and watched the Jiuxuanmen disciples jump straight down from the tower silently one by one, all of them murderous, eyes fierce like a wolf like a leopard.
This, are these people crazy?
Their brothers have blocked the danger for them and left them a safe path. Shouldn't it be time to turn grief into speed, and quickly evacuate, and live up to the cold Jiu Xuan Baili's efforts? Keeping the green hills without worrying about no firewood, this is the motto that Kyushu Bank has always followed.
Liao Qian turned his attention to the scholars who were not at the Jiuxuanmen.
Ye Qiusheng laughed lowly, swept the sleeves of his generous Confucian robes, and swept down like a crane: "A gentleman has the right way, and he will forget his life and death?"
What kind of literary "gentleman has the right way, he will give up his life and death and forget it", Liao Qian almost yelled at him. What kind of scholar is this, he is clearly a lunatic in a Confucian skin! Between hesitation and hesitation, only Liao Gan stood alone on the stone steps.
The surroundings are dark and dark, pale ice chips are still falling under my feet, and there is a trace of coldness in the air. Liao Gan gave a violent fight. He turned his head and glanced at the undamaged statue in the tower. Junwan Baili Xin jumped too early, otherwise they would find that the statue in the tower was "Weigui" .
The moment his eyes touched Wei Gui, Liao Gan took a step back abruptly.
He seemed to think of something, with a look of fear on his face. So after gritting his teeth, Liao Gan also jumped from the third floor of Qingming Tower.
The third floor of Qingming Pagoda is silent.
The Weigui statue of "Many abnormal shapes, take the bones and strike each other, like a song," the Wei ghost statue looks like a smile but not a smile.
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The Eight Immortal Schools, the Nine Profound First.
In the private attacks of the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect, the most used words for the evaluation of the Jiuxuanmen were "crazy" and "insidious". Qiu Qianhe always felt that the storytellers of the Central Plains dynasty must be silly reading the Confucian Dao, and were full of prejudice against the nomadic dynasty of Wild Spirit. Otherwise, how could he think that the best and fierce one is the disciple of the Royal Beast Sect?
Nine Profound Crazy Man is obviously more suitable for these evaluations than Royal Beast Sect.
The power fluctuations of the spatial vortex still remain in the Qingming Pagoda. The ghosts know whether it will erupt, they don't want to go, come to settle accounts with themselves, just like the Kyushu Qianzhuang disciples who are always consuming drugs, have they knocked the wrong medicine?
The copper bell around Qiu Qianhe's waist was already in his palm, and the disciples of Yu Beast Sect were scattered and standing behind Qiu Qianhe.
The two sides have already handed in once. There is only one core disciple of Qiu Qianhe on the Royal Beast Sect. At the last moment, he had to use the copper bell that created the channel outside the Qingming Pagoda again. The horned dragon phantom formed by the soul-forming beyond his control caused a certain amount of damage to his spiritual sense. Fortunately, the thing was originally just a paper frame to scare people. Although backlash was there, it was not fatal.
But when he was injured, he took the risk of using a copper bell to burden Qiu Qianhe.
Qiu Qianhe wore a fiery red robe, with a little blood on his lips. In fact, he has a handsome face like a woman, which is more of a Central Plains appearance, but because of the cold between the eyebrows, he looks very dangerous, like a coquettish snake walking through the humid and cold zone, and the blood on his lips is like The blood of the prey left after the poisonous snake chooses people and loves it.
The disciples of the Jiuxuanmen stood opposite each other fiercely.
Jun Wanbai's double swords slantingly fingers ready to go, Li Xin's face half hidden in the dark becomes more and more ghostly, Qin Jiu no longer drinks, I don't know when there are a few more thin blades that are spinning with cold light, Chu Zhiyuan With a serious look, the sword half-handed...
Qiu Qianhe remembered all kinds of sayings about the old adversary of Jiuxuanmen.
This is a very strange sect. The disciples in the door dislike each other, and they meet in the ring every day. But if you kill the people of the Nine Profound Clan, then the first ones to kill you must be those who fight with that person all day long in the sect ring... This is a sect composed of lunatics.
So...
Qiu Qianhe laughed, the sword marks on his face twisted slightly: "It seems that the **** guy has an accident, why? Was he caught in the turbulence of space?"
He smiled wanton and sullenly on his face, with cruel words on his mouth, but he was thinking of countermeasures quickly in his mind.
He also brought this group of idiots with bad brains, but it was against the highest lunatics among the powerful disciples of the Nine Profound Clan, so the ghost would want to fight them head-on—well, the idiot behind it was indeed Thought so.
But Qiu Qianhe felt that he was not an idiot, and the person who died in the hands of the Jiuxuanmen was really disgraceful.
"You guys who are friends with beasts don't need to know what is going on."
Jun Wanbai said coldly, her brows and eyes were full of heroic spirit, and at this time, she was carrying a kind of solemn killing like a general who slaughtered millions of cities.
Shen Changge on the side glanced at her, wondering if it was his illusion, this kind of Jun Wanbai has the temperament of a child of a general...but she is obviously just a cultivator.
Faced with the Jiuxuanmen’s undisguised killing intent, Qiu Qianhe’s face was still a feminine, as if poisoned smile, his hand holding the copper bell turned slightly, if there was no ringing It sounded all at once: "That's a pity, I'm still thinking about whether to open the space channel... It seems that you don't need it anymore."
Along with Qiu Qianhe's words, the eyes of Jun Wanbai and others suddenly sharpened.
"Brother!"
The disciple of Yu Beast Sect who stood beside Qiu Qianhe's face changed in an instant, and shouted in a low voice.
The copper bell in Qiu Qianhe's hands can indeed open up a space channel, but with Qiu Qianhe's strength, a stable channel can only be opened once a month, just to pass the open space outside the Qingming Tower. Qiu Qianhe has already used up that opportunity, if he uses it to open it again, Qiu Qianhe himself is not sure where the channel opened up will lead.
"Shut up, idiot."
Qiu Qianhe couldn't wait to slap the guy behind him, with a cold smile on his face, as if he was confident about the movement just now, and he shouted.
If you confront these lunatics at the Nine Profound Gate, they must all die here. As for the use of copper bells, Qiu Qianhe himself was not completely uncertain. It is difficult to open an independent passage from other spaces, but it is easier to connect to other spaces.
What's more, there are still the fluctuations of the huge spatial vortex just now in the Qingming Tower, and Qiu Qianhe's vaguely faintly feeling towards the phantom of the horned dragon.
He looked at the people at the Nine Profound Gate, his tone of voice was soft and erratic like a serpent's letter.
"Why, do you guys do it now?" He laughed, with a deep chill and threat.
The next moment, Qiu Qianhe's pupils suddenly shrank.
Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and Li Xin, who was cold and unlike a living person, suddenly disappeared from the front. The next moment, Qiu Qianhe felt a chill on his neck.
A knife was attached to the neck.
The moment the cold blade moved away, Qiu Qianhe's face sank. Damn, a large part of the Royal Beast Sect's strength lies in the servant beast, but in this strange Qingming Pagoda after the accident, with the lessons from the previous mistakes, they now dare not easily call the servant beast.
Li Xin's figure once again appeared on the spot like a ghost.
He lowered his head, slowly brushed his fingers across the blade, and said concisely: "You can start."
Qiu Qianhe stopped smiling, he shook the copper bell.
As if the bell from the ancient times with a misty breath, a light and shadow flew out of the center of the Qingming Tower in front of him. The space remaining there condensed rapidly with waves, forming a very small vortex compared to the previous ones. Under everyone's gaze, a channel connects to the middle of the vortex.
The copper bell stopped, Qiu Qianhe stopped his hands pale.
Jun Wanbai pressed his fingertips on the blade, and with a stroke, the blood penetrated into the blade, and the long sword shone with cold light. She raised her sword towards the disciples of the Royal Beast Sect and motioned them to step in first.
Qiu Qianhe sneered, leading the Yu Beast Sect disciple, and crossed Jun Wanbai into the passage.
"You can leave the state."
The disciples of Jiuxuanmen stepped into the passage one by one, Zhou Wenan suddenly stopped and said to Liao Qian.
Liao Qian shrank behind the team, his calves trembling slightly. He is not a lunatic of the Jiu Xuan Clan, so he is naturally afraid. He was stunned when he heard Zhou Wen'an's words. Before he could answer, Zhou Wen'an had stepped into the passage without looking back.
"Fuck!"
Seeing that he was going to be left alone again, Liao Qian blushed instantly.
"Damn it, don't always persuade others to leave and don't die, while you don't hesitate to die!"
This makes it easy for others to think that they are a fool. Obviously afraid of death, timid is normal. But if there are people around you who are not afraid of death, people will start to wonder whether this world is crazy, or you are the only one who lives in shame and is not worthy of being a man.
Liao Gan finally understands how the soldiers on the secular battlefield can be brave and fearless.
The people around you rushed up, can you stay where you are?
Unless you admit that you are not a man.
Liao Gan thought he was, so he followed after gritted his teeth.
When the whirlpool was rolled up in the Qingming Pagoda in Bingzhou, the other sect disciples who arrived in the city of Bingzhou stopped. They felt a kind of call from the Qingming Pagoda in the Mingming-to the cultivator call. Qingming Pagoda, this ancient tower that guided the lost, guided them like a flying boat in the sky.
"What's the matter?"
At the same time, I don't know how many sect disciples who arrived in Binzhou City murmured these words.
At the same time, Jiu Xuanmen.
Send Bailishu and other core disciples of the sect to attend the Jiuxuanmen master’s birthday, and Yi Heping stands at the top of the Piyong Pavilion. Behind him is the Jiuxuanmen disciple. Arrived, powerful people in retreat. The last time they left the customs, it was when Yi Heping returned to the Zongmen with Bailishu.
In addition, several elders who uniformly dressed in dark black long-distance runners stood silently. The aggressive Elder Qin also put on a dark black robe and stood among these celebrities. In the eyes of the Jiuxuanmen disciples, Elder Qin was the most irritable person, but at this time he didn't say a word, every line on his face was like a carved one.
They watched the direction of Northeast Union State.
For a long time, those sect masters who came out of the retreat left on their own, leaving only the elders in black robes. When Emperor Chen Yin of the Chen Dynasty died of illness, three elders wearing such robes also appeared in the snowy night of the Emperor Chen Dynasty.
"Trouble you elders."
Yi Heping retracted his gaze, and bowed respectfully to the elders wearing dark black robes as the head of the Jiuxuan.
The black-robed elders nodded silently, leaving one by one.
The last person who left was Elder Qin, with all white hair and an old face. The deacon elder of the Jiuxuan branch in Yanmen County called Yi Heping a senior brother. He and Ye Yi are of the same generation. Ye Yi and Yi Heping are still young, but he is completely old.
"Did you really send them all over?"
Elder Qin asked coldly, his tone showing no respect for Yi Heping.
"Why?" Yi Heping was used to his tone of voice and smiled slightly, "Are you trying to say Bailishu? Don't you hate Baili the most? Why do you suddenly become concerned."
Elder Qin laughed coldly, his voice hoarse: "I just don't want to see the second Junior Brother Ye!"
His voice was sharp, and the smile on Yi Heping's face stagnated for a moment.
"So you took the lead and forced him to take over the task of Jinglingtai? Do you want him to get the approval of "Three Profound Emperors"? Why don't you let Li Xin go?" Yi Heping said softly.
"Shit. Lao Tzu just can't understand a person named Baili being the head of Jiu Xuan."
Elder Qin's face changed slightly, and he left without looking back.
Yi Heping watched Elder Qin's departure and whispered to himself: "The people who have seen Huangtu in this world are only me left in the end, are you and Junior Brother Ye?"
He thought of the younger brother who once fought for a beauty pill and Hehuanzong, remembered Hezhou's mother who died early, and remembered how Elder Qin used to call him "Brother" instead of targeting him everywhere like now. . So he smiled bitterly.
The impermanence of the world is so ridiculous.