He suddenly felt a little angry, frowned and looked at her and said, "No matter how ignorant Si Chen is, he still knows how precious this thing is, so how could he give it to someone so easily? Yesterday, Miss Su Jing suddenly suffered from an illness and was unbearably cold. That’s why I lent her this cloak, what’s wrong with me coming to take it back now?”
Yun Rong couldn't help but feel upset when he saw that he was actually angry.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. She clearly knew him well and knew that with his temperament, he would never do anything so contemptuous of other people's feelings.
But when she saw Su Jing walking into her sight wearing the clothes she gave him, her previous understanding of him was of no use. Her heart skipped a beat inexplicably. Today she saw him holding an umbrella and holding an umbrella. As she walked towards her house, there was something indescribably wrong with her whole body.
Sometimes I get so annoyed that I can't figure it out, and I even have the despicable thought of rushing over to her and breaking her love-cutting sword.
When did her tolerance become so unkind.
Yun Rong stood there frozen in embarrassment for a long time, then lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry..."
It is said that the inner demons of great Sword Immortal cultivators become stronger as their cultivation level increases. How come the inner demons of Yun Rong, the Fourth Sword Master, are smaller than those in the countryside? The girl's temperament is not bad.
Who would have thought that this woman who lowered her head as if she had done something bad could be a ruthless person capable of wielding a sword that could cut a thousand miles away.
Seeing that she cared so much about this matter, Balian couldn't help but explain softly: "I like this winter coat, girl, so I won't give it to anyone else."
Yun Rong had a headache and felt relieved at the same time.
Really, after living for such a long time, why do you still have such a bad temper and worry about everything like a naive child?
The dark clouds are as heavy as lead and ink.
Although Yun Rong forced back the rain against the sea with one sword and sealed the rain gate with one sword, under the secret technique of the demon clan, the cursed rain in the sky did not dissipate and condensed in the sky, waiting for a New changes.
The two days passed by in a blink of an eye.
The overwhelming crowd gathered around the bronze sacred tree, looking up in disbelief at this usually respectable and terrifying ancient existence.
They couldn't believe that the bronze door connecting the two worlds was hidden in the cloud top of the sacred tree.
There are nine heavens in this world. Compared with the larger world on earth, this heaven is naturally more difficult to climb.
Just by looking up, you can see the endless distance of despair, which makes you reluctant to climb.
There were once some bold human practitioners who tried to climb trees to find gods.
But the bronze sacred tree supports the gravity of everything in the world between heaven and earth.
The sword of the immortal in the Tribulation Realm, whose Taoism was profound and could cross long seas and leap cold mountains, could only fly three miles around the tree before being crushed into blood foam by the heavy pressure and turned into nutrients for the roots and vines.
Most of the people present felt that the young man who suggested climbing a tree and leaving this world was just trying to please others and make people laugh.
But the next moment, a strange scene happened.
The man in green shirt next to the young man strolled up, raised his hand as if he was a god... and picked off a branch.
The branch turned into a three-foot-long bronze sword in his hand, which was taken over by the young man.
The long sword pointed to the sky, and the huge bronze sacred tree actually started to operate. The ancient and vigorous branches spiraled into a huge and long ladder to the sky.
The young man stepped up the ladder to heaven. Surrounded by clouds, everyone saw the invisible and terrifying power of heaven and earth, all of them pressing down on the young man.
Balian's body sank hard, and the entire bronze sacred tree began to tremble violently under pressure.
This sacred tree seems to have been born at the end of the world. To the south under the tree is an endless deep sea. The sea water follows him step by step, setting off huge waves of thousands of feet, constantly hitting the cliffs and splashing water.
Everyone's hearts tightened. For a moment, they even seemed to feel that where the young man was standing, the world began to overlap and merge, as if they had returned to the beginning of chaos.
Balian's voice, which has not stopped, is still steady and strong: "Follow up."
The shirt on his shoulders suddenly exploded into flowers, and the bronze sword in his hand cut through the heavy clouds to create a path of life and death.
Fang Geyu was the first to follow.
No time was given for everyone to question. Compared with the heavy pressure on the young man's shoulders, they could not feel any power from heaven and earth on Fang Geyu.
It was as if she was just walking on an ordinary mountain road.
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and the voices that were noisy and questioning a moment ago suddenly fell into a dead silence, and then soon erupted into waves of excitement.
The darkness was overwhelming and people were filing forward.
Liji and Zhaowu stood on the left and right sides of Bailian respectively.
As ancient gods, they could clearly feel how terrifying the weight pressing on him was.
The world inside the bronze door is extremely fair.
Therefore, when a person embarks on the journey of the sacred tree, the world will exert pressure on the person who leads the way.
After traveling thousands of miles, this is where I return.
When Bailian reaches a hundred miles, he will be blocked by a wall of clouds. In this way, he will use the bronze sword in his hand to cut the hundred miles of road again and continue to move forward.
Until the sword becomes mottled and cracked, Li Ji will break another sword for him.
The cracked sword could be found, but Li Ji could clearly feel that Bai Lian's body was gradually collapsing. It was not until the sea of people stepped onto the bronze tree together that he realized that it was extremely difficult to leave with all living beings. Something difficult and unattainable.
It wouldn't be difficult if he left alone.
Li Ji couldn't help but shook his head and said: "The mountains and rivers can look at each other, and the sun and the moon have nothing to do with each other. The master and the sentient beings behind you are not on the same path, so why do you bring so much suffering on yourself?"
Zhao Wu looked at the crowd as black as a long dragon, and his eyes were filled with emotion: "The sea of people is thousands of miles away, and people's hearts are fickle and treacherous. No one will want to treat the master well because of this kindness. Immortal bones are hard to find, and the master should live well." Cherish it.”
Balian broke his sword again, and he seemed to feel tired. If he didn't have the bones of the immortal to support him, he would have been dust in the clouds long ago.
And because of this, he felt the power and heaven-defying power of the Immortal Bone.
Every time he slashed a hundred miles with a sword, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed like he was just slashing with a normal sword, but the branches of the bronze sacred tree could not bear the weight of the force, so how could his body sustain it?
The reason is naturally that it didn't really hold up.
With one slash of the sword, it was not only the misty cloud road that was destroyed, but also his corpse demon body.
And precisely because he used bones as the source, his natural healing power of the corpse demon was increased a thousand times, and he was revived and reunited instantly after his body dissipated.
This process from death to life is unknown to anyone.
The broken sword edge flew backwards. Balian staggered and couldn't help but take half a step back. Suddenly, a soft palm came out from behind and pressed against his vest.
Fang Geyu behind him didn't speak, but she was always there.
Bailian lowered his eyes and smiled. He looked sideways at Li Ji and said, "Zigong redeems a person, and Zilu receives an ox. To me, this is not necessarily a bad thing."
As an ancient god, Li Ji did not agree with this meaningless behavior, but he could feel Bailian's pain at this moment, and he couldn't help but worry:
"I'm afraid Master's body won't be able to bear it. Besides, in the eyes of this group of humans, Master you just did a very simple thing of leading the way."
Baili was quiet for a while, then he took the bronze sword again and continued to move forward with a determined look: "Everything in the world can only be done or not, nothing is too small or too small."
