A magical scene is taking place in the sky above the thousands of palaces on each peak of the Xuantian Sword Sect and among the thousands of cliffs -
Always majestic and solemn, words must have causes and words must have consequences. The sect leaders and masters of the Hunyuan Void Realm who are in charge of one thing are running away in confusion.
Behind him, Xin Zhuo, who was supposed to be dead and whose master was offering sacrifices, was chasing after him crazily.
Behind him, with "one palm and one finger", he followed behind him with unparalleled Huanghuang power.
The elders, disciples and foreign guests of various sects endured the powerful pressure of the "palms and fingers" while watching in stunned silence.
During the thousands of years since the establishment of each major sect, has such a scene ever appeared in historical records?
What on earth is this doing?
"Wonderful!"
Liu Qingfeng stood on a hilltop with his wife, senior fellow apprentices and disciples. The tragedy and depression that he had just sacrificed to his disciples disappeared. He stroked his beard and nodded, with a smile as bright as the spring breeze on his face. He even turned around and asked, "How is it?"
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Chu Siniang and others looked at each other blankly, not knowing why, what? Elder Ma Feng asked subconsciously: "What... does this mean? Is it a little too much?"
It is already curious that Xin Zhuo is not dead. This appearance brings two "unexplainable" terrifying magical powers and "hunts down" the heads of various sects everywhere. What does it mean?
"Um……"
Liu Qingfeng was also confused. He pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "My disciple Xin Zhuo...has the qualifications of a great emperor!"
That's a good explanation, don't explain it next time.
Several elders and disciples laughed, and each took their time to watch. The fear, sadness and regret of the past few days had completely disappeared.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
There were more than twenty people including Daozhen, Li Wuxie and Zhang Biyao. Their figures were dancing, and they were all dressed in the martial arts of Hunyuan Heaven and Earth. They could be called top martial arts masters, but at this moment they also looked gloomy, with blue veins on their foreheads popping up, and they were cursing in their hearts.
After a while, Zhang Baguio waved his sleeves and said: "It's really majestic. This finger and palm are probably brought out by Xin Zhuo from the forbidden area. They are far beyond the Hunyuan Void Realm. At least they are the magical powers of the Five Deceased Masters of Heaven and Man. I don't know if Xin Zhuo is this What do you mean? Want to challenge the power of the Eighteen Sects?"
Daozhen shook his head slightly: "No matter what he means, let's dodge first. These two magical powers can be pursued for a long time. I am afraid that they will take over the creation of heaven and earth. They are the most powerful martial arts in ancient times. However, watching their aura, there is a gradual progress." The trend is weak, why don’t we separate and run away?”
"That makes sense!"
More than twenty people dispersed, but Xin Zhuo behind him suddenly shouted angrily: "Seniors, please do not separate. Once separated, the juniors will be unable to resist. I am afraid that the Xuantian Sword Sect's hundreds of miles away, and even the elders and disciples of each sect in the sect will They will all be killed, and even you won’t be able to escape!”
No matter what, if you really can't run away, it's best to recruit a group of experts to help!
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Daozhen and more than 20 people actually stopped scattering and continued to flee.
The unknown is the scariest thing. No one except Xin Zhuo knows what is behind it, and you can't bet on whether his words are true or false.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Just like this, they chased and escaped, circling the Xuantian Sword Sect's hundreds of miles of mountains for seventy-two times. From noon to sunset, the terrifying "one palm and one finger" completely dissipated.
The elders and disciples of the various sects below saw it with sore eyes. Xin Zhuo and the sect masters finally stopped. However, after several hours of difficult escape, they were basically at the end of their efforts. They all sat cross-legged on a mountain top with pale faces. , gasping violently.
Then, the gazes of a group of sect leaders looking at Xin Zhuo changed. They were speechless and filled with hatred. They had already realized at this moment that those palms and fingers were aimed at Xin Zhuo, but what do you mean by chasing us?
Xin Zhuo staggered up, cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, elders, I will go back now!"
Go back to your mother-in-law!
A group of sect leaders breathed a little heavier.
Xin Zhuo turned around and ran away.
It wasn't until he left for a long time that the expressions of a group of sect leaders suddenly became reserved, with a hint of sternness on their lips.
People who can be the leader of a sect are never easy to get along with.
…
Xin Zhuo was returning to Jianfeng with his master and his wife, Ma Feng and other elders, and fellow disciples.
Liu Qingfeng transformed into a majestic and fierce master again, with a long beard and a wide robe with big sleeves flying, making people dare not offend.
No one said anything along the way. It was not until they were almost at Standing Sword Peak that Liu Qingfeng turned back to glance at Xin Zhuo and said, "Well done!"
"oh."
Xin Zhuo nodded, but he couldn't figure out whether the master was talking about coming back alive from the forbidden area or chasing the heads of various sects all afternoon.
Liu Qingfeng said calmly: "The realms of the Ninth Level of the Spirit Platform and Guixu are constantly changing. I'm afraid it won't be far before we can completely stabilize and enter Guixu. Once we enter Guixu, we only need some accumulation to break through the Hunyuanxu immediately. That's good. good!"
Chu Siniang, Ma Feng and others looked at Xin Zhuo with complicated eyes. The highest realm among them was Chu Siniang, who was in the sixth level of Lingtai. Breaking through to a higher realm was the lifelong pursuit of warriors, but it was by no means easy to break through. In the past ten years, several people have used countless talents and treasures, but it has been difficult to make any progress.
Even the master Liu Qingfeng has just entered Guixu and completed his accumulation, and is preparing to face the test of life and death.
They suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, Xin Zhuo was still a young man when he first entered the world. However, in the past ten years, he had come from behind to reach the third level of Yinxu Sea. Apart from various coincidences, how could it not be his destiny?
At this time, Liu Qingfeng said something else that made Xin Zhuo have a great change and admiration for him: "A disciple does not have to be inferior to a teacher, and a teacher does not have to be better than a disciple. Opportunities depend on heaven, and things must be done by man. As a teacher, I will guide you all the way." It is the fate between you and me. I am willing to see you soar to the top, and I feel relieved and happy!"
With this structure, generosity and calm outlook on life, Xin Zhuo felt that in a certain way, the master was a wise man!
Liu Qingfeng continued: "You don't need to tell anyone about your experience. I see that your realm is unstable and you have to practice. I understand the hostility of the sect masters towards you. You can rest assured that I am here to teach you." In the future, no one will be able to touch you in the slightest. Who knows the background of my master? Not to mention Hunyuanxu, if the situation is urgent, even the masters of five degenerates, one or two degenerates of heaven and earth will kill you as my master!"
Chu Siniang, Ma Feng and others took it for granted.
Xin Zhuo was in a trance, but then he smiled bitterly, it was more than just the decline of heaven and man? Yuanji, quasi-sage...
At this time, when they arrived at the edge of Standing Sword Peak, the master and others left alone.
Xin Zhuo bowed deeply to his master's back, and then looked at Zhao Yizhu beside him.
Zhao Yizhu smiled softly, his dim eyes full of concern, and gently wiped the dust off his cheeks with his green jade fingers.
Xin Zhuo suddenly felt confused.
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The 103rd Hall.
apse.
The solitary lamp was like a bean, illuminating the curtains fluttering in the wind all around. The water in the huge wooden barrel sent by the inner sect disciples was at just the right temperature, and a few petals of the spiritual tea that increased the man's body fragrance were scattered. Xin Zhuo lay comfortably in the water and closed his eyes tightly.
Beside the bucket, Xiao Huang kept wagging his tail. He looked more beautiful these days. There was an extra layer of golden hair from the top of his head to his back and tail. His state had reached the Yang Reality state, and his eyes were the same as those of humans. It is said that the entire sect All the spiritual beasts in the door were tortured by it.
"Wow..."
At this time, the water splashed gently, and a pair of green and white jade-like hands were placed on Xin Zhuo's back.
Xin Zhuo rubbed the center of his eyebrows and looked back at Zhao Yizhu's beautiful fairy-like face and increasingly graceful figure. Even if she was a fairy who walked out of a painting, she still fit the scene.
Bored, he said, "Can you please call me husband?"
Zhao Yizhu wrinkled his nose, pursed his lips, smiled softly, and said in a soft voice: "Dear husband, thank you for your hard work!"
She knew that Xin Zhuo was sometimes as petty as a child, but she would never refuse.
Xin Zhuo had little potential, but suddenly he felt very satisfied. He leaned comfortably on the edge of the bucket and said, "I'm afraid my time is running out!"
(End of chapter)
