stop!
In the courtyard, there was a sword light spurting out, and four phenomena appeared around it: spring rain, summer, fallen leaves, and winter snow.
boom!
The sword light penetrated the earth, leaving a small hole thousands of feet deep.
"As expected of a Taoist weapon, it increases the power of the Four Seasons sword technique." Chen Shen looked at the sword in his hand.
The name of this sword is Fanhua. The sword is three feet long and is white in color. The edge close to the hilt is dotted with a few red plum blossoms. It must have been made for a female cultivator.
Well, he gave the battle ax to Mu Xiaojin and used the flowers himself.
Without him, Chen Shen is the best at practicing swordsmanship so far, so he is naturally stronger with Taoist swords.
Chi!
He slightly unsealed the Taoist weapon, and a powerful rule suddenly emerged. It was like a small fire, but it exuded an extremely terrifying aura. Suddenly, the surrounding space was affected, and there were faint traces of fragmentation.
Buzz.
The fire-like rules are vivid, as if they have the color of life, beating up and down, with Tao Yun lingering around it, making it look gleaming.
winter!
Suddenly, the rules of the fire began to fall off, as if life had come to an end, wisps fell one after another. In the blink of an eye, half of the fire light was missing and became incomplete.
"Time corrupts everything, and all Mahayana instruments are coming to an end." Chen Shen whispered.
"Can I make up for it with the power of the Unparalleled Imperial Method to draw the avenue?" He had a sudden thought and quickly shook his head.
This sword avenue is not what he is good at, and the mark of the avenue has long been eroded to the point of disgrace, unless the main body of the avenue is pulled over.
However, he had tried it a long time ago, and the unknown thing that was suspected to be the main body of the avenue was very alert. It passed by in a flash many times and never let him approach again.
boom!
While he was thinking, the wind blew his long hair, and an aurora passed by his ears, and then, a huge explosion sounded from the ground in the distance.
"Ah! I'm sorry, junior brother, I didn't master my strength well." Mu Xiaojin walked over with a look of surprise on her face, carrying a big ax on her slender body.
She is also adapting to the Taoist weapon, but it is obvious that her strength and the weapon do not match, and it is difficult to control it. It is difficult to lift the axe, and she often blushes.
Then, the couple each wielded the Taoist tools for a few days and both went into seclusion.
At this time, more than half a month had passed since Ning Tian was assassinated.
After several major immortal sects made their voices heard, they did not take much action, but almost all the super geniuses under their sects returned to the sect.
Pianmiao didn't take any further action. Just like a normal person, the people who were waiting to watch the excitement expressed their disappointment.
"It's a pity that I didn't get to see the unparalleled elegance of Du Jie Wushuang." Some people felt that it was a pity that since the Piaomiao Sect had strong support, why not go crazy and turn the world upside down.
"It's not a big deal for you just to watch the excitement. If the world is turned upside down, there will be millions of corpses lying on the ground and hell on earth. Don't cry looking for your parents when the time comes."
"It doesn't matter, I will take action."
"..." Everyone.
....
In this way, time passed and thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.
It has been very peaceful for the past thirty years, as if the killing of geniuses has never happened, and all the major immortal sects are harmonious.
But as everyone knows, this is just the calm before the storm.
The autumn of Akihito's five hundred and seventy-first year.
winter!
To the east of the Southern Territory, a celestial turmoil occurred in an immortal place. Several misty geniuses were attacked, and the Digital Crossing hijacked Taoist tools.
This time, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect was well prepared. A mysterious monk with a hazy face and black robe appeared, and the supreme sword light appeared. He fought one against three, and killed one of the Tribulation Perfectionists in three moves, and the other two flight.
"Unparalleled in crossing the tribulation!" someone exclaimed. The rumored Tianpin crossing the tribulation thirty years ago took action again.
As expected, it was terrifyingly powerful, but seemed to be very low-key, with no other traces except for two shots.
"This is a test. I want to know if the rumored Tribulation Wushuang is on the side of the Piaomiao Sect. Everything is true, but this is considered a second provocation, and it will turn the world upside down!"
Some people analyzed calmly and felt that this was a test by the major immortal sects, wanting to know the attitude of the unparalleled tribulation master. The results came out, but this move would probably make Miao Miao go crazy.
However, unexpectedly, Pianmiao didn't make any move. She just exposed the assassinated Dujie's corpse in front of the mountain gate, along with his Taoist tools.
On the top of a fairy mountain, there were several people sitting in an elegant attic.
"It's a shame, my ancestor, who has dominated the world for thousands of years, is famous all over the world, and has 500 years to live, but in the end, he has to use the Taoist weapon of Zong Zong, even if it is destroyed, to pretend to be another person."
On the long table, a young monk sighed.
"There is no way. I can't stop these Xiao Xiaoxiao from joining forces. I can only use the reputation of the unparalleled tribulation master to scare them and buy time." Another person said.
"In this way, those people will not dare to make any small moves for a long time." She sighed again.
This move is really helpless. The immortal sects in the Northern Territory will never let her grow up, and there will definitely be temptations.
Snapped!
Ning Tian claps his eucalyptus and rises up, shouting loudly: "If I want to overcome the tribulation, how can I be afraid of these young men? Why should my ancestor die to borrow others' reputation?"
...
"In order to create the illusion that Piaomiao and I are walking together, we have worked really hard." Chen Shen looked into the distance in the Wuyuan.
He didn't pay much attention, turned around and went back to the house to retreat. His cultivation was about to break through.
In the blink of an eye, time passed by speculation and discussion from all parties.
The next year was calm.
However, the Dujie Wushuang who was being chased by the world broke through, and his cultivation level was raised to the fourth level of Dujie.
Boom!
Chen Shen is like the sun in the sky, his eyes are shining with brilliance, the Tao Yun around his body is flowing, and the laws are whispering. If he leaks a little bit of Qi, it will be like a stormy sea sweeping over, making the space even unstable.
Then, he gathered all his breath, left the house, and went to the imperial mausoleum.
Today, the Golden Scale Tomb is opened, and a holy master is still needed to sit down and discuss the Tao.
"Zhang Ping?" He raised his eyebrows when he saw a figure above the dojo.
Many years have passed and the other party has become a Saint Master.
In fact, given the opponent's talent, Golden Scale was already the end, but Zhang Ping no longer put pressure on himself. After seeing the realm of the Saint Master, he made great gains and was promoted to the Imperial Tomb Saint Master ten years ago.
It can be regarded as unintentional planting of willows and willows.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang." Chen Shen walked up and said hello, and the other party nodded slightly.
After that, the two had no further communication. Since the Duan Li incident, their relationship has indeed deteriorated.
Chen Shen would still say hello when he met someone, but it would only be a nod, while Shi Can would just give him a cold look.
After the discussion, he went to visit the old sage master Yu Qing, who had reached the end of his life and had less than two hundred years to live.
Two hundred years is a long time, two lives for a mortal, but for a monk, it is fleeting.
Chen Shen respected this old man very much and was afraid that he would die while he was in seclusion. Basically, he would visit him every time he went out of seclusion, which meant that he would meet once and never meet again.
This person with mediocre talent had to rely on time to get through it little by little. He returned to the void for three thousand years, and when he became a saint master, he was already over 2,500 years old.
"Xiao Chen, you're here again." Yu Qing looked very old, and her face was covered with wrinkles when she smiled.
"And me!" Shi Can said. Not only Chen Shen came, but this one also came with him.
Then, Yu Qing asked her servants to prepare a table of delicious dishes, and the three holy masters sat down to talk and drink.
On the second day, Chen Shen began to refine the Taoist tools.
Although there are Taoist weapons nearby, the power of the Taoism on them should be used less often and only at critical moments. In general, it is better to refine more incomplete Taoist weapons for self-defense.
Fifteen years later, Akihito was five hundred and eighty-seven years old.
After refining a total of five incomplete Taoist tools, Chen Shen stopped, visited Yu Qing again, and then began to retreat to improve his cultivation.
Time flies by like a white horse, and the cicadas have been singing for who knows how many autumns.
In the blink of an eye, in the 641st year of Akihito, the once-in-a-century Immortal Fair was held again.
But this time, the imperial city was a little depressed and not as lively as before.
When the grand event comes, the interception and killing incident a hundred years ago seems to be still vivid in our minds, and people will always mention it.
"This time, people from all the major immortal sects did come to participate, but each of them only had a few geniuses, not even monks with the best spiritual roots." Someone sighed.
"This was originally a grand gathering of geniuses, but due to the tragic assassination, all the immortal sects became cautious and did not dare to send out super geniuses."
This discussion ended with Daxia taking the lead. Many people felt regretful that they could not see the world's geniuses compete.
........
winter!
In the seven hundred and sixty-third year of Akihito's reign, a low humming sound came from the imperial mausoleum.
A generation of holy masters, Yu Qing has fallen!
"Senior, have a safe journey." Chen Shen caressed the spirit personally, flanked by the Heavenly Lord Li Wu who also caressed the spirit.
Among the people in the imperial mausoleum who have the closest relationship with Yu Qing are them.
Everyone mourned in silence in front of his tomb. This was an old holy master with a broad mind who loved to guide younger generations. There were many luck masters like Chen Shen who had received his guidance in the imperial mausoleum.
Li Wu was leaning in front of Yu Qing's monument, holding a wine bottle in his hand, his eyes extremely red and swollen.
"Senior Li, you don't have to be like this. We often regret meeting some people less than once, but why can't we meet more than once? In the last days of Senior Yu, you were the one who accompanied me the most, so I have no regrets." Chen Shen consoled him. .
boom!
Ten years later, Chen Shen broke through the barrier and advanced further. He reached the sixth level of transcending tribulation and became more and more powerful.
He felt that he was truly invincible.
"Don't be complacent. The monks in the world are invincible based on their own strength. But with a Taoist weapon lying on top and a flower in hand, it is definitely impossible to be truly invincible. Although there is no news about the Nine Dragon Sword, I feel that it should have fallen into someone's hands. In one’s hands.”
Chen Shen reflected on himself again and suppressed his inflated thoughts.
boom!
In the seven hundred and seventy-sixth year of Akihito's reign, there was another bloody massacre in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect east of the Southern Territory.
This time it was a prosperous city, and the monk Piaomiao who was recruiting disciples was killed with a Taoist weapon.
That day, thousands of monks were killed.
"It seems that the immortal sects can no longer hold back." After hearing the news, countless people were shocked.
Compared to the past, this time it was more serious, because almost all the immortal seedlings who had not yet embarked on the path of cultivation died, and they died tragically in the game between the two sides.
"How insidious. Instead of attacking advanced monks, you come to kill some mortals." Some people were angry.
I feel like the culprit behind this time went too far.
"Bai Ling will be able to overcome the tribulation in five hundred years. Even though his strength will not be as good as mine at that time, he will still be invincible. However, these immortal sects can no longer wait any longer." Chen Shen from Wuyuan said softly after hearing the news.
Even if Piaomiao Immortal Sect relies on his unparalleled reputation for transcending tribulations, the other immortal sects will choose to fight once, and it will definitely happen before Bai Ling transcends tribulations.
Three years later, more than 10,000 monks under the Nascent Soul were killed in the Northern Territory.
It was a dojo of the Dao Sect, and the juniors were being secretly organized for training, but they were killed by the Yidu Tribulation monks.
"The contest between the two sides is about to be brought to the public." Many people commented.
This time it is by no means as simple as before. Both sides have their own responses, and they just need to tear off the film and officially start the war.
After that, few geniuses in the world came out to practice, and even the top-grade spiritual root monks from various immortal sects did not dare to go out.
In the 813th year of Akihito's reign, a huge spiritual mine in the Misty Immortal Sect collapsed, and hundreds of miners who had no time to escape were buried alive.
"Originally we only attacked and killed geniuses, but now even our industry is under attack." Someone sighed.
A huge disaster is coming, and the world will definitely fall apart.
In the 820th year of Akihito's reign, the entrance to the secret realm where Taiyi Sect was trained was destroyed, the secret realm was shattered, and two thousand monks who had been trained in it died.
Twenty-one years later, the Centenary Fairy Meeting was held again, but this time it was deserted, with only Daxia amusing himself.
Somewhere in the Northern Territory, there are fairy sounds and birds, and the rays of light are flying. In the purple bamboo forest in the distance, there are several elders drinking tea in a pavilion.
"Bai Ling, this monk, is a bit of a monster. Rumor has it that she defeated Chu Yuyan in the same realm back then. She is probably even better than the average Wushuang. If we let her enter the Tribulation, we will be in danger!" said an elder.
"It is estimated that she will have more than a hundred years to overcome the tribulation, but we can't wait any longer. Even if Miao Miao now has the unparalleled tribulation, we still have to fight for it. Several of our immortal sects have joined forces and so many tribulations have been completed. How can we still be afraid? An unparalleled one?"
"We absolutely can't wait any longer. We can't give it to them even for a hundred years!"
.....
Winter winter winter!
In the 860th year of Akihito, the mighty armies of the four superpowers, Daozong, Taiyimen, Immortal Sword Sect, and Daxia, set out to point their swords at the Misty Fairy Mountain!
There is no reason and no reason is needed.
Over the years, everyone has been well aware of the situation on both sides. Although the membrane has not been broken yet, even a three-year-old child knows that war is coming.
In this case, let's start a war. Fight him until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and blood will flow like a river. Kill him and turn the world upside down.
In the end, will Piao Miao claim the title of honor after the calamity, or will the major immortal sects still divide the world equally, and a battle will determine the outcome.
"What is supposed to come will come!" In the sky above Piaomiao, Gu Huairen's face was extremely solemn.
At this time, Bai Ling appeared beside him holding the kitten.
"Senior, how is it?" Gu Huairen asked.
"He said..." Bai Ling said: "There are five Taoist artifacts, one of which requires three patterns. The Time Bracelet and Ning Tian's Double Dao Sword must also be among them, so that Wushuang is willing to take action."
Hearing this, Gu Huairen's face turned extremely ugly: "He is taking advantage of the situation! Although he is unparalleled in overcoming tribulations, it is difficult to resist the four superpowers joining forces. How can he have the nerve to ask for such a price?"
"That one said..." Bai Ling replied, paused, and then said:
"If the four super powers don't have the Nine Dragon Sword, give them the Piaomiao Zongzong Taoist weapon, and they can kill all the people in the world and overcome the tribulation!"
"Bullshit!" Gu Huairen scolded him directly. He absolutely didn't believe it and felt that Chen Shen must be taking advantage of the situation.
"Senior, please reject him directly. I don't need someone to take advantage of me!"
"Alas." Bai Ling sighed. She thought Chen Shen was indeed ridiculously strong, but the other party's requests and words made her a little unconfident.
The four super powers had completed their tribulations, definitely over a hundred times. Although there were far fewer Taoist weapons, she didn't think that Chen Shen could kill so many strong men by himself.
She felt that even the owner of the Nine Dragon Sword might not be able to do it.
boom!
In front of the gate of Piao Miao Mountain, densely packed warships arrived. There were so many people that even Piao Miao monk's scalp went numb.
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