Hidden away from the mortal world, there is a pure place left in the world, Baili Fairy Lake, and Fairy Island in the lake.
Not affected by the ups and downs of the world, quiet and independent, accustomed to watching the clouds roll and relax.
Where did the fairy wind come from? Colorful clouds floated up. High in the sky, a fairy voice came down from the clouds: "Who is coming?"
Who is the swordsman? "Who is Cangya Xingke's swordsman?"
"Why?"
"I would like to invite Mr. Hua to the Qin Sheng's admiration of the mountains and rivers. The details are like this, and so on..."
"Mr. Hua is seriously injured and unable to walk. You have betrayed the good wishes of the young master and the saint. Please come back."
After saying that, the colorful clouds turned around and wanted to go back.
The swordsman said hurriedly: "Fairy, wait a minute, I am not talented, I am proficient in medical skills, and I am willing to diagnose and treat Huajun. Besides, it is Huajun's destiny to inherit Fuxi Tianyin. I think Huajun should be able to respond."
Colorful clouds hesitate.
Huajun has been in seclusion for three years and has been recovering from his injuries. He suddenly came out of seclusion yesterday. He said that he was feeling uneasy, which was probably related to Qin Sheng. However, his injuries were too serious, so he did not go to the meeting at Dingzhou Mountain.
At this moment, another fairy voice came from Fairy Island: "Second sister, please bring the young master here."
Colorful Yunduo responded: "Yes, eldest sister. Young Master, please follow me."
"Please lead the way."
Cang Ya Xing Ke Sword Who took the little boy Lin Tianxing, the clouds rose under his feet, crossed the fairy lake, followed the colorful clouds, and went to the center of the fairy lake.
There is nothing in the center of Xianling Lake, except for occasional light clouds and mist scattered here and there.
The colorful clouds suddenly shot out a stream of colorful clouds, hitting the air, and the light suddenly appeared in the sky and formed a circle, like a portal.
"Enter."
Colorful Cloud entered first, followed closely by Sword.
After the brilliance passed, it became pure again, the breeze blew, and the clouds and mist drifted away.
The fairy island is filled with light clouds and mist. Occasionally, there are spiritual beasts leaping in the mountains and cranes flying in the sea of clouds. It seems like a corner of the fairy world, with celestial intelligence and cleverness.
A corner of the island is covered with a sea of flowers of all colors. In the sea of flowers, you can listen to the sound of the piano.
On the clouds and mist, the swords behind someone's back suddenly chirped in response.
Exactly: the fairy sings a song of flowers to welcome the guests, and the young master rides on the fog sword and sings the sound of his sword.
Colorful Cloud said: "The Master of Flowers invites the young master to go to the Sanxian Pavilion to talk about it. It is not far ahead in the sea of flowers, where the sound of the piano comes from."
The swordsman said: "Please ask the fairy to take care of this little baby. Thank you very much."
He threw Lin Tianxing out without looking at it, and hurried to Sanxian Pavilion.
"ah……"
Before the colorful clouds could catch him, Lin Tianxing couldn't keep his body steady, and screamed as he fell from the clouds. Below was the river, and he fell in one end, and it took him a long time to emerge.
"Poor baby, your master doesn't want you anymore. How cruel. Come with your sister."
The colorful clouds stretched out a ribbon, picked up Lin Tianxing in the water, and floated away.
In the distance, Swordsman frowned: You deliberately didn't catch my disciple and made sarcastic remarks. You are even more cruel.
He looked ahead and saw a sea of flowers all over the mountains and fields. In the sea of flowers, three pavilions each occupy one side, forming a three-talent formation, attracting three lights.
The three lights pass through the sea of flowers and then go elsewhere...
If you take a quick look at the sword, you will see that it is a series of formations, which is somewhat magical.
Huajun Bieyunyi hid in a pavilion and said softly: "Who should I call you, Yueguan Mountain or Sword?"
The sword fell and he sat down in another pavilion and asked, "Why does the fairy think that I am Yueguan Mountain?"
"Ah……"
Bieyun Yi smiled lightly and said nothing, but the melodious sound of the piano, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, was refreshing.
The obsessed person is drunk and intoxicated.
The person with the sword slapped me hard: I asked a stupid question, and when the sword echoed behind me, my true identity was revealed.
I've lost my wits, I've lost my wits, will the fairy laugh at me, will she think I'm stupid...
The one with the sword calmed his mind and said with a smile: "The one who calls me the sword is the fairy. Looking at people with the sound of the harp, the fairy's harp sound is no longer the same as before, it is a bit softer. I think back on the battle to mend the sky, the wear and tear and injuries were very serious!"
Bie Yunyi said: "Just call me Bie Yunyi. In the first battle, in order to control the seven-colored cloud belt, too much of the original energy was consumed, and then the remaining energy of the divine man's attack invaded the body, and it has not disappeared to this day."
"Let me take a look."
Whoever wields the sword waved his sleeve, and a gentle breeze blew all the way to the flower king. Along the way, the two sides of the flower parted, and the curtain blew open, revealing the fairy inside.
The fairy is wearing a white dress and her hair is locked with ribbons. At a quick glance, her skin is like snow.
It's a pity that he is wearing a veil and his face is not visible.
He had missed her for a long time and now he finally saw her. He said happily: "It's a small injury. It's just a small injury. It's just a matter of hands."
I saw someone flipping the sword, and a palm force flew across the sea of flowers, directly hitting Bieyun Yi, passing through the body, bringing out a colorless aura.
It was the remaining energy from the divine man's blow that was strongly impacted by the sword's palm, and finally dissipated into the world.
"Then again, it's the origin."
Seven wisps of acquired purple energy popped out from the fingers of the sword, pouring from the heavenly spirit into Bie Yunyi's body.
The acquired purple energy is the result of the innate purple energy. Although it has lost many of its wonders, it is still the best product to repair the original source.
In the past three years of his walking, he has only been pregnant with nine strands.
You have invested a lot of money, and now you have the right to take care of your future.
Seven wisps of acquired purple energy entered the body, and immediately traveled through Bieyunyi's limbs, bones, and Dantian meridians, turning into streams of pure energy to repair its origin.
In just a few moments, half of it has been repaired, and it should be fully recovered in a few days.
Shen Ke left, feeling relaxed. Bieyun Yi couldn't help but let out a soft sigh and let out a long breath, soothing the dullness in his heart.
Bie Yunyi smiled and said: "Thank you very much this time, who is the sword? Hey, if I had you at the beginning, maybe my master would not have died."
"Yun Yi is so polite. Is Master Ling also doing it because of Bu Tian?"
"However, about eight hundred years ago, two people fought. The battle was indiscriminate for three days. The battle reached its peak, and the sky was split with one blow. The two people did not stop their attacks. They were still fighting fiercely, and the sky was cracked everywhere.
My master went to repair the sky, repaired one place, and then cracked another. In the end, most of the original source was consumed, and within a hundred years, he passed away. "
"Who are those two people?"
"There is a person whose origin and surname are unknown, and the name of another person is: Yi Zhen Huan Wan Nian Cang. It is said that this person is proficient in various schools of thought and has also dabbled in the scriptures of the three religions. His literary and martial arts skills are rare in the world."
"Wan Nian Cang..."
As he spoke, the man with the sword moved his shoulder blades, and the swords stood on both sides with their swords unsheathed, clanking to themselves.
It's just that: the music of the piano tells stories, and the fragrance of flowers is elegant and full of emotions.
Looking at Dingzhou Mountain again, the three sects fought against the various disciples, and there were more than a hundred battles.
The Yin and Yang family fought against the Taoist sect, and Taoist Liyuan was slightly defeated by Bei Jun Cang Lanzi. Zhen Dao came on the scene again and defeated Bei Jun. The Yin and Yang family came out with another master...
It is said that Dongwang Taiyi always closed his eyes and said nothing.
At this time, Taoist Bu Quan jumped onto the martial arts platform and said with a smile: "Who will be my opponent?"
"Brother Bujin, how about you and I having a discussion about Tao?"
"Da Si Tian, gazing at the stars, you are here too. It suits my wishes. Please."
On a peak of Dingzhou Mountain, a big sun shines so brightly that people dare not look directly at it.
Yuexi, the mysterious girl from Yetian, dressed in black, covering her face, came out of the secret realm of mountains and rivers and came here.
A voice came from the middle of the day: "Xuan Nu, how are you?"
Yetian Xuannv said: "There is a change in the middle. Who is Cangya Xingke's sword? Does Di Yang know its origin?"
"This person is mysterious, with unknown origins. He suddenly appeared in the world. Not long ago, he defeated several great masters of the Mohist family. His ability is extraordinary. Judging from his clothes, I suspect it has something to do with the three religions."
"It's the Three Religions again." Xuannv Ye Tian remembered the limerick that Sword and Sword had written before he left. Perhaps, King Dong knew some information about this person and should find a time to ask.
Di Yang said: "Hey, the three religions are uniquely endowed with talents and talents. Through the governance of the three saints, they have completely left behind all the schools of thought."
Yetian Xuannv said: "It's a pity that Yi Zhenhuan Wan Nian Cang suddenly disappeared, and we completely lost the power to suppress the three religions. Otherwise, it would still be unknown."
"Eight hundred years ago, Wan Nian Cang fought with a mysterious man, and then suddenly disappeared and could not be found anywhere. Hmm...?"
Di Yang suddenly looked towards the northern sky, and saw a sword slashing through the sky, flying towards him at a very fast speed, and a moment later, it penetrated directly into the center of the martial arts platform, separating the Taoist from the stars above. The cold sword energy rose into the sky, covering Mount Zhou.
In an instant, the situation changed, a chilling air filled the air, and many experts couldn't help but shudder.
Divine Confucian Zichuan, Saint Confucian Ziqian, Dongwang Taiyi, Venerable Aku, Venerable Ajia and many other masters of the three religions all changed their expressions. Di Yang exclaimed: "That sword is unmistakable. It is correct." It’s the Cangsheng Sword…”
A pillow of dust and a sword of ten thousand thoughts.
