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Qingyang Peak lineage!
In Tianmen Pavilion, some deacons and protectors looked at each other with expressions of deep thought.
The Seventy-two Peaks of Wudang, the top spirit of the Seventy-two Meridians, shone brightly for an era more than five thousand years ago. In that era when demons were most rampant, the first emperor of the Han Dynasty wielded the Red Sky Sword, and the destiny of all the countries in the four directions came out, and finally moved The Demon God Mountain where the Nine Demon Saints live was dropped, and it was thrown into the void and fell into the turbulence of endless time and space.
In the blink of an eye, more than five thousand years have passed, and the seventy-two meridians of the past have fallen into pieces, leaving only the twenty-seven peaks that still maintain the inheritance.
Therefore, when they learned that the Qingyang Peak inheritance was born and was obtained by three juniors who had not yet established the foundation, and that one person was even born in Xiaoyao Valley, in addition to being angry, all the deacons and protectors present were more sighing and lamenting the passage of time. , The swords of time are merciless. Five hundred years ago, when the Qingyang Peak lineage was at its peak, it suppressed the demon kings from raising their heads. Unexpectedly, five hundred years later, only a piece of ruins remained in the Qingyang Stream.
"I don't know which public case Uncle Gu Master is talking about." Qing Qian said.
Gu Xuantong remained calm, but he had a panoramic view of the expressions of everyone in the Tianmen Pavilion. He considered it and said after a moment: "Five hundred years ago, the world's primordial spirit Huashan was discussing swords. My senior Huashan accidentally injured a comrade. There was a god Jian Zixia was cut off by the Ji Yuan Zhenren of the Qingyang Peak lineage of your noble sect. The main sword was taken away and suppressed. He said that in the future generations, if there are people of the same generation who are better than the descendants of Qingyang Peak, they can take it back. I, the senior Huashan, feel guilty. Since we, Huashan, have never spoken to the noble sect for many years, and since the death of Master Jiyuan, the line of Qingyang Peak was cut off, we, Huashan, will no longer mention it, but..."
After a pause, Gu Xuantong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he scanned the people in the pavilion, and then said: "Now, the demon clan is rampant, the demon sect has raised its head, the demon kingdoms around the world are ready to move, and the people's hearts are unstable. We, the righteous people in the martial arts world, must also take precautions early. , Now, I heard that the Qingyang Peak lineage of your noble sect is continuing, and I, a disciple of the Huashan Sect, are concerned about the peaceful death of our ancestors, so the master ordered Gu to come and retrieve the sword left by our ancestors."
The sword left behind by our ancestors, the divine sword Zixia!
At this time, even many deacons and protectors could not take it lightly. What is a divine sword? A divine sword is a channeling weapon. It is not a hair-breaking blade, nor a traceless weapon. Once a weapon is channeled, it is no small matter. It can swallow up everything in the world on its own. The Qi of the Origin and the majesty of power can be called half of the top souls. Some psychic swords have even existed for a very long time. Their spiritual intelligence is not weaker than that of humans. Their strength is comparable to that of soul figures, or even stronger.
They thought of the Qingyang Sword that was born that day. It was the sword of the masters of Qingyang Peak in the past. It has been polished for more than five thousand years after being channeled for a long time. Even the Jinguang Master of Jinsuo Peak also had profound cultivation. The guardians or elders with extraordinary eyesight could see that they had actually suffered a secret loss and could not do anything about it.
Divine Sword Zixia, this is an ancient sword name, but no one will forget it, because it has not yet been destroyed, and in the weapon catalog released by the Celestial Empire, it still ranks 94th among the hundred divine weapons in the world.
The hundred most powerful divine soldiers in the world are ranked ninety-fourth. This weapon list is not like the Dragon Tiger List, Hunyuan List, etc., which only covers the territory of the Celestial Empire, but covers all the countries of the human race. The most powerful hundred magic soldiers.
As for the sword debate in Huashan, the world's primordial spirit, the deacons and protectors present here also have some insight into the truth. However, times have changed, and in the past five hundred years, the people and events of that time have passed away, and it is inconvenient for them to say more.
"In this way," Qing Qian thought for a while and said, "Qing He, you go to Qingyang Peak and invite the three junior brothers here tomorrow at midnight. Our Taoist righteousness is connected with the branches. If there is platycodon, I will Just laugh it off."
"Yes!" The next disciple responded.
Looking at Gu Xuantong again, Qing Qian said apologetically: "Uncle Gu, please forgive me. Lion Peak and Qingyang Peak are from the same sect but are of different origins, but we cannot make the decision without permission. We will wait until the three junior brothers arrive tomorrow to find out the whereabouts of the sword left by the sages of your sect." , of course you can ask in person.”
"My nephew is kind, and the head of a certain generation in ancient times thanked him." Gu Xuantong stroked his beard and said with a smile.
At this time, some of the deacons and protectors present looked at each other. They faintly smelled some strange smells. Some of them looked at each other, but until the end, they did not speak.
…
At night.
The top floor of Tianmen Pavilion.
Qing Qian's pure white Taoist robe fluttered lightly. He was as tall as jade, with a tall and straight posture. His left hand was behind his back, and he stood with a sword in his right hand. There was a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at the sky with flying snowflakes and dim stars.
"The True Dragon Emperor, who speaks the Dharma according to his words, has the power to control the cycle of the sun and the moon..."
…
Qingyangjian.
Drops of water turned into ice, and the clear stream in front of Qingyang Palace was completely frozen. It looked like a black dragon crawling and sleeping on the earth in the middle of the night.
The bright moon was gradually setting, and the bonfire was beating. Su Qinian was sitting cross-legged, and suddenly opened his eyes. He showed a bit of suspicion. He felt very uneasy tonight, and there were frequent movements in the Zuqiao Divine Courtyard.
Since he developed spiritual power, he sometimes has some vague feelings, as if he has touched the long river of destiny in the dark and sees the way forward, but it is too blurry, and he can only vaguely capture a hint of safety.
Not long after, he looked outside the palace. In front of the palace gate in the distance, a young man stepped in. He was about the age of a young man, wearing a blue-grey robe.
Disciple who broke into the house!
Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. The disciples in the outer courtyard were wearing gray robes, while the disciples from the various peaks were wearing green-gray Taoist robes. Which peak's disciples were actually found here?
"You are Su Qinian," the young man's eyes fell on Su Qinian, he glanced twice, and frowned, "There are still two people who are not here. Where are they?"
"May I ask which mountain brother you are from and what advice you have? Both Qingyu and Qingyu have obtained the Demon Slaying Order and are not in the mountain."
"Not in the mountain?" The young man frowned and said, "I am a disciple of Lion Peak, my Taoist name is Qinghe, and I am ordered by Senior Brother Qingqian, a disciple of Zhangfeng, to take you up the mountain. There is a Huashan case involving your Qingyang Peak lineage, and I need you. Go and answer the question. Now follow me on the road. We need to reach Tianmen Pavilion before Chen hour, so we must not lose our etiquette."
Huashan Gongan, Lion Peak, Zhangfeng disciple Qing Qian!
Su Qinian was shocked. He closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, he was as calm as water and said calmly: "Lead the way."
Lion Peak.
One of the seventy-two peaks in Wudang, the mountains are prominent and towering over the clouds. They look like lions, majestic and steep.
The hour has not yet arrived, the sky is bright, and some disciples are already going down the mountain facing the mountain wind. These disciples do not belong to the outer courtyard, but are the disciples of the same sect who have been selected from among the entry disciples.
Everyone has an extraordinary temperament, showing the energy and vitality of young people. Except for a few, they are all aloof. Even if they meet each other, they just nod and say hello, and then drift away.
Tianmen Pavilion.
Su Qinian saw that this attic, which was said to have once illuminated the gate to heaven, stood on the top of the mountain, and even nearly half of it was outside the cliff, but it was as solid as a rock and unshakable.
As soon as he stepped into the pavilion, Su Qinian's eyes couldn't help but fall on the slender and tall figure above him.
Dragon and Tiger List, a sword from the sky, Wudang Qingqian Taoist!
This is a myth that belongs to the young disciples of the Qing generation of Wudang. At only twenty-four years old, he traveled around the world, slaying demons and demons, and established a great reputation. He ranked among the dragons and tigers, and stood at the forefront of the young and powerful men of his generation. Above the peak.
"Junior brother Su Qinian." Qing Qian said, his gentle eyes falling on Su Qinian.
"I've met senior brother."
Su Qinian clasped his fists. Such a look made his heart chill. Even the burning energy and blood in his body could not stop him. He understood that this was because the other party's cultivation level was much higher than his.
"I think Qinghe has already told me everything I need to say along the way. This is Huashan Ancient Xuantong Elder, a master on the Hunyuan Ranking. He is known as the Deathly Sword Immortal in the martial arts world."
Following Qing Qian's gaze, Su Qinian saw a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, with a short beard and an expressionless face, sitting there. At this time, he spoke and said lightly: "I think this is it. A generation of inheritors of Qingyang Peak, the sword left by one of our ancestors in Huashan once fell into the hands of your Qingyang Peak lineage. Now that you have inherited it, please return it to its original owner."
In the Tianmen Pavilion, the eyes of some deacons and protectors also fell. Su Qinian tensed up. They were all third-rate or above martial arts masters. If he had not yet developed spiritual power, his ancestral acupoints were chaotic and ignorant, but it was different now. He had keen perception. , the second stage of "****" is about to be successful, so even if just the eyes are gathered together, I feel an invisible mental oppression. (The second update is coming. Monday is coming again in the early morning. There will be three updates tomorrow. The first update will be in the early morning. Please support me early in the morning and vote for recommendation.)
