There were many shadows in the trees. Urao was walking with his sword in the forest, scurrying around like a headless fly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. He was fully alert and suspicious. His mind was filled with all kinds of misfortunes about his son. He didn't know where he was. It was the wrong ride, and a strange thought suddenly flashed across his mind. He might as well find a woman to have a son and start over again - he felt ashamed and hurriedly pushed this thought out of his mind, but he couldn't help but think of the woman on Liushi Peak, Ruan. Jing, Yu Yao, Qin Zhen, Xia Yihu... distracting thoughts are like weeds, which cannot be burned out and grow again when blown.
This is a man, right? Knowing clearly that one is going to die, one is willing to give it a try for the sake of one's son, but one cannot help but have random thoughts. This is nature and instinct. The former is the same as the latter. It cannot be controlled and cannot be exempted from the vulgarity.
I don’t know how long I flew, but a clear whistle came from the wind, and the coldness was raging. The sword energy shot up into the sky, flying in all directions, like a strong wind or a sudden rain, roaring again and again. An octagonal thirteen-story pagoda rose slowly, but was The sword energy struck randomly, covering it with a layer of pale frost, the golden light was dim, and it was broken into several pieces.
The roar suddenly turned into an exclamation, a red light flashed, and a long flag was raised steadily, struggling to support itself in the sword energy that filled the sky.
The breath blows in the shade of a candle and becomes winter, and the breath becomes wind. Wang Jin's attainments are still higher than those of his master.
The ringing of a bell seemed to be close to his ears, but also seemed to be far away in the world. His heart and soul were swayed by it. Urao was unable to control the flying sword and jumped to the ground in a hurry. Suddenly the eyes lit up, twenty-four Dinghai Pearls rose slowly, bursts of scorching thunder, and suddenly there was a sound, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, flying swords screamed, the breath of candlelight was interrupted by life, the long flags shook for a while, and the black air was dense, and a person was pulled out of thin air. Take away.
Pu Weisheng was in a dilemma. Three monks from the Taiyi Sect came unexpectedly. There were so many magic weapons that even Wang Jin couldn't stand a chance to meet them. At this time, approaching them would be like hitting a stone with an egg. But now that he was here, how could he turn around and ignore it? He grinned silently, laughing at the sky, the ground, and himself. He laughed for a while and rushed forward without hesitation.
Suddenly the vision suddenly opened up, Tielimu was staggering all over the place, Zhang Guanfeng was holding a half-cut sword, shaking like a dead leaf in the wind, and could not stand firmly. Huo Mian simply lay down in the mud, curled up like a prawn, his hands and feet twitching. , thick blood flowed from the seven orifices.
Three monks from the Taiyi Sect stared at him coldly. With one copper bell, one long flag, and one orb in their palm, the three monsters Kui Niu, Suzaku, and Wood Mandrill formed horns and blocked the way. Pu Weisheng mustered up his courage. , said loudly: "Who is coming, dares to fight with me!"
A moment ago, Wu Kun and Hong Xinfu appeared and offered up their magic weapons without saying a word. Kou Yucheng was so alert, knowing that there was no chance of victory in today's battle, he didn't bother to call Wang Jin, his figure swayed slightly, as if he was swimming like a fish. Changing directions, they disappeared into the dense forest and disappeared without a trace. Wang Jin and others were delayed by half a beat. They were imprisoned by the Dharma-killing Bell and the Golden Pagoda of Du'er. They were unable to escape and had to fight hard against the water.
Kou Yucheng spread his legs and ran as far as he could. He didn't feel ashamed and ran away if he couldn't be beaten. This was the iron law of survival in the Savage Bone Forest. It had seeped into his blood and became an instinct. Only by saving his life could he make a comeback. This is how he became stronger little by little.
Only this time, he was a little frustrated. No matter how you looked at the twenty-four orbs that illuminated the world, they could not be defeated by oneself. Only the monster Wei Shiqi, with his five-color divine light, could rival them. two.
I don’t know how long I have been running away, I don’t know how far I have escaped, and I don’t know where I am. Kou Yucheng slowed down, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for air. Sweat dripped from his forehead and into his mouth, and fell drop by drop on his rotten body. In leaves. He tasted bitterness. This time, they rushed to rescue Lirengou. It could be said that they fell into Taiyi Sect's trap and almost the entire army was destroyed. The current plan was to ask for help from Liushi Peak as soon as possible. Only the master's personal intervention could reverse the decline.
He took out the pen and paper from his storage bag and hurriedly revised a letter. Just as he was wrapping it around the golden sword and sending it back to Liushi Peak, a person behind him curiously asked: "Is this the letter sent by the flying sword?" The voice was clear and ring-like. Pei ding dong.
Kou Yucheng trembled all over, and slowly turned around, only to see a pair of women standing in front of him, with picturesque features and beautiful skin, the one on the left was slightly older and had a gentle and approachable expression, and the one on the right was One of them has a childish look, his eyes are as bright as stars, and the two have similar looks, so they are obviously sisters.
Next to the two of them, a few steps away, there was a Qingjun old man, calm and calm, with a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his eyes were more black than white, and his expression was restrained.
Kou Yucheng bowed slightly, lowered his hands, and said solemnly: "But Master Pan is here in person?"
The old man looked at Urao Sheng, smiled, and said: "You are young, you have cultivated the Red Lotus Sword Qi, and your achievements are immeasurable. Whose disciple are you?"
In front of the head of the Taiyi Sect, there was no need to hide anything. Kou Yucheng said honestly: "This junior learns from Master Pu of the Five Elements Sect."
Pan Chengnian nodded and said: "Pu Tianwei has good vision, and both apprentices have taught well. Is he now the head of Kunlun?"
"Reporting back to senior, not long ago, Master took charge of Kunlun."
"Who was the leader of the Five Elements Sect passed on to?"
"He's the junior's senior brother."
Pan Chengnian laughed and said: "The Sword Control Sect has declined, and the Five Elements Sect should rise. How does Pu Tianwei plan to arrange you?"
Kou Yucheng said: "But according to Master's arrangements, I dare not make any assumptions."
The two chatted for a while, asking questions and answering questions. The little beauty among the sisters got impatient and interrupted: "Let me ask you, is this the Feijian Shuishu?"
