"it's over."

On a mountain, Xiao Wangqing stood up from a rock, patted his hands gently, and said, "Yuxuan's realm has reached the extreme of the ninth floor of the Taoist platform. It is similar to me, and we are only one step away from the supreme. I just don't know......"

Xiao Wangqing turned his eyes and looked at a figure on the edge of the mountain, "How about you?"

Before, on this mountain, Xiao Wangqing, Lang Huantian, and a swordsman in black watched the battle together. Xiao Wangqing never said who the other party was, but Lang Huantian felt faintly in his heart that he should also be a top sword master, and he was most likely to have a similar state to Xiao Wangqing.

Only in this way can Xiao Wangqing treat him equally.

After thinking about it, the only thing that can make Xiao Wangqing like this in this world is the four masters of swordsmanship. Apart from Yu Xuan, there are only two left, Buddhist Sumi Gang and Shura Demonic Seven Killing Sword Master.

This swordsman in black is probably the latter.

The swordsman in black looked only in his twenties, and there was no unnecessary emotion on his cold face, and his whole body was like a sharp sword hidden in the sheath.

He heard Xiao Wangqing's question and replied lightly: "Before this, my chances of winning were June 4th. Today, when I saw Yu Xuan's strength, it was already 55th."

After saying that, he turned into a sharp light, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and disappearing into the sky.

"Five, it seems to be an extremely exciting duel." Xiao Wangqing smiled.

At some point his right hand held his sword, and a hint of fighting suddenly appeared in Gujing Wubo's heart lake.

At this time, Lang Huantian asked, "Who is the Seven Killing Sword Master just now?"

"Yes, it's him," said Xiao Wangqing, "He is here to guard against me to deal with Yu Xuan. Even if I hadn't appeared here, if the situation on Yu Xuan hadn't reversed, he would have taken action in the future to help Yu Xuan with his arm. After all, five months later, it would be the decisive battle between the two of them."

This decisive battle is not only about Yu Xuan, but also about the Seven Killing Sword Master. For the two of them, this is not only a battle to verify their own swordsmanship, but it is a step stone that breaks through. Before this battle, neither Yu Xuan nor the Seven Killing Sword Master could have any trouble, or even a decisive battle with injuries.

"The Seven Killing Sword Master underestimated me. For me, the contradiction between the Shangqing Dao Mechanism and the Yuqing Dao Mechanism is not as heavy as the sword path. It is equally important to me to see that sword decision. Not to mention that the Shangqing Dao Mechanism itself is divided into two schools now."

Xiao Wangqing shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's see the changes in China over the past three hundred years."

"yes."

Lang Huantian responded to follow.

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A stream of light flew out from the hanging mountain, throwing into Chu Mu's arms like a milk swallow returning to his nest. His soft body squeezed himself into Chu Mu's arms. His jade arms were now like an iron hoop, holding Chu Mu tightly.

"It's finally over."

Mingyuexin greedily took a breath of Chu Mu's breath and said with peace of mind.

She is not like an ordinary woman. She wants to cry and laugh at this moment, but she feels at ease to be able to hold Chu Mu again. The embrace of nearly two years that has been gone is extremely reassuring at this moment, making her involuntarily drunk.

"It's over," Chu Mu stroked the soft black hair and said, "This battle can't kill me."

Although the experiences before and after were dangerous, they were still within the acceptable range of Chu Mu. Although they died once, for Chu Mu, this death was nothing.

With his current realm, he can still easily do it by cheating a corpse a few times. Even if he can't fight, he can still escape.

Mingyuexin took a few more breaths in a hurry, then suddenly left Chu Mu's arms, hugged his arm and said, "Follow me."

“???”

Chu Mu was forcibly dragged away with doubts. The two of them turned into flowing light and rushed towards the hanging mountain. Soon, there was no shadow.

"What are they doing?" Bai Xuechi, who arrived later, looked confused when he saw Chu Mu being dragged away directly.

"This...

Seeing this, Mu Xuanling smiled slightly and said, "This is called a small separation better than a newlywed, this is called a deep love like a sea. You bachelors won't understand it."

As a senior sea king, Mu Xuanling was very keen to notice a certain idea. He said mysteriously with an unpredictable smile: "My Yuding Sect is really a successor."

At this moment, the old white face felt relieved, and the fatigue after the battle faded a lot.

On the other hand, Chu Mu's side.

He was taken by Mingyuexin into the suspended mountain and directly entered an exquisite attic on the hillside. Then a formation was activated outside the attic, and a semicircular air cover covered the attic tightly, isolating the inside and outside, blocking the low singing inside.

That's right, this is the moment of relaxation after the war.

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It lasted until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the formation outside the attic slowly disappeared.

Chu Mu pushed open the window on the second floor to let the smell of heather in the air dissipate. Looking at the bright moon that had already climbed to the middle, he was also a little amused and crying at this moment.

Maybe he had been vegetarian for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would eat meat when he met.

Now that the rest of the people may not have thought of this, the old white-faced leader must have guessed it. They may have to face the old white-faced ridicule, either openly or secretly, in the next few days.

"You, you have always done unexpected things since you were a child." Chu Mu smiled and looked at the sleeping apprentice, shook his head and said.

In the past half a day, Mingyuexin really took it hard. Even now, she couldn't hold on to her body. In addition, she had been worried before, so she relaxed and fell asleep a quarter of an hour ago.

However, Chu Mu, after one big battle, he was still energetic, and even his thoughts were clearer because of the sage time at this moment.

At present, Mu Xuanling and others should have negotiated with the Butian Demon Lord, and it is impossible for him to wait for Chu Mu to finish his work before. Chu Mu simply recalled the three figures he saw before, and...

Chu Mu stretched out his hand and flew into his hand with an ancient long sword.

Zhuxian Sword!

Since seeing the three figures and almost entering the immortal path, Chu Mu has an inexplicable sense of the sword.

This kind of induction does not come from himself and the sword spirit, but from the Zhuxian Sword itself. It seems that it has a vague connection with the Zhuxian Sword, and can clearly sense the traces in the sword, including the supernatural mark that could not be found in the root.

Although the imprint of the Shangqing Daozi can be stimulated through the sword soul, Chu Mu is completely unable to sense the position of the imprint when it is not activated, and at most it can be connected with it through the Shangqing body. However, it is still not enough to find the position of the imprint.

But now, Chu Mu can vaguely sense that the imprint of the Shangqing Dao Vein is in the sword grid, and can also faintly detect the traces left by sword masters of all generations.

These traces and marks are separated by themselves, but by inspiring the automatic counterattack of marks, Chu Mu was able to communicate with these marks through the sword soul, well... physical communication.

This is also the reason why the mark appears again after it is erased, but the traces are still not affected at all.

When Chu Mu thought of this, a sword light came out from his fingertips and pointed it on the Zhuxian Sword.

The killing sword once again showed a pale sword energy, and a trace of cold murderous intent wrapped around Chu Mu's fingertips, dragging his consciousness into the pale space.

The hazy mist enveloped more than ten figures. Chu Mu had a slight thought, and the mist around the first figure dissipated, which was Yin Qianshang.

However, this time, Yin Qianshang did not kill directly because Chu Mu was inspired by the above Qing Gongyao, and he also had a trace of contact with Zhu Xian Jian that had no past.

There are ten more people.

Chu Mu's eyes shifted to the nearest figure.

The mist around the figure slowly dissipated, revealing a Taoist with a square face and a purple Taoist robe.

"The head of Shangqing Dao, Qingming, three hundred years ago." Chu Mu told the name of this person.

Chu Mu had seen this person's image in the Miaofa Hall, so he recognized his identity as soon as he saw the leader of Shangqing.

If we talk about this Shangqing Daosheng, he was also a controversial person. He decisively launched the Daozhi war, trapped Yuan Wuji and Daokedao with the Zhuxian Sword Formation in Kunlun Mountain, and arranged for the Shangqing Daozhi people to quickly occupy most of the Shenzhou, blooming on both sides, and almost conquered Yuxu Palace by blitzkrieg.

It is also because of the fact that the Taoist leader of Shangqing, the original simple concept of the struggle evolved into a life-and-death battle, and a large number of Taoist disciples died in the battle of the Dao meridians. More than 300 years ago, Yuqing and Taiqing used the mountains as formation to raise a line of defense for thousands of miles. The two sides fought against and fought against each other, and the casualties and those who were affected were countless.

Later, the Shangqing Daotuo was defeated. Among the other two great Daotuotuotuo, Qingming, was completely nailed to the pillar of shame. There were also many people in the Shangqing Daotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuotuo

Although there are many contradictory factors accumulated within the Taoist sect, if Qingming had not used as the fuse index to detonate everything, perhaps the dominance of the Three Clear Dao Craters may still be unshakable now.

"Qingming·····I remember before Yin Qianshang, there was an elder in Guangcheng Immortal Sect who was in charge of the Zhuxian Sword. Why didn't he appear here?" Chu Mu murmured.

He had a slight thought, and the three figures behind Qingming dissipated the mist around him one after another, revealing their figures. They all exuded the breath of the Shangqing Daozi.

It is obvious that the elder of Guangcheng Immortal Sect was not among these people.

This Zhuxian Sword is likely to leave traces of people with the Shangqing Dao Mechanism, or...the breath of people with the Shangqing Dao Mechanism martial arts.

In other words, this Yin Qianshang...

Chu Mu turned his gaze to the first person, "It is very likely that he has practiced the martial arts of the Shangqing Daotuo, so he used that move to 'kill and kill' before."

"Even, Yin Qianshang may have colluded with the people from Shangqing Daotuo."

If you completely devote yourself to the Shangqing Dao Mechanism, you shouldn't have done it yet. Not to mention how Yin Qianshang would remove his marks on Yuanshi Jade Disc and the sect's golden book, just say that he turned to the Shangqing Dao Mechanism without anyone noticing it, that is absolutely impossible.

Not everyone can stand on three boats like Chu Mu. As long as Yin Qianshang betrays the Taoist vein, there will be some feedback on the golden book equivalent to the Yuanshi Jade Disc copy in Guangcheng Immortal Sect, and the Jade Disc in Yuxu Palace.

"This matter is becoming more and more interesting. I am very curious about who the person who is connected with Yin Qianshang will be? Is it the Shangqing Daosheng who doesn't know if it exists."

Chu Mu said, using his thoughts to dispel the mist around the other figures.

There were eleven figures in total, except for Yin Qianshang and Qing Ming, and the three people who had dispelled the mist in Chu Mu before, there were still six figures left. Although the three people had strong aura, Chu Mu did not know any of them, and only knew that they were powerful people in the Shangqing Daotui.

Chu Mu didn't recognize the four figures that appeared afterwards, but he was the second to last...

When Chu Mu dispelled the mist around him, a familiar face appeared in Chu Mu's eyes. In an instant, Chu Mu's memory began to replay, and it seemed that it was the encounter that time he encountered at Hangu Pass nine years ago.

"Ling Xiandu." Chu Mu slowly spit out these three words.

This man who was wearing a light green Taoist robe, calm and exuded a solid Taoist power all over his body was Ling Xiandu, the preacher of the Taiqing Taoist vein, and now the lord of the Buddhist throne.

Nine years ago, it was this person who ascended the position of the Buddha on Lingshan Mountain and made the plan to travel westward from the two great roads of Yuqing and Taiqing to make wedding dresses.

Chu Mu had long suspected that this person was from the Shangqing Daozhi, or even a person from the Jie Sect from ancient times. Now when he saw him, his guess really became true.

Chu Mu let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and he also had deeper thoughts.

Since Ling Xiandu ascended the throne of the Buddha nine years ago and unified the Buddhist sect, he has been sitting upright on Lingshan Mountain. He has been purifying the resentment of the Death Desert for many years and has never taken any action. But neither Chu Mu nor the rest would think that this person had really eaten vegetarian food after entering Buddhism.

The longer the time he is not moving, the more earth-shaking the movements when he moves. The more he is tolerant, the more it means that Ling Xiandu has a big plan, just like he has been a preacher in the Taiqing Daotui for a hundred years, and has been obedient in himself, but he has set off a plan to travel west when he is about to step down.

Just as Chu Mu was thinking about Ling Xiandu’s future action, a clear light suddenly appeared from this figure. Then, the pale space suddenly changed, and the aura of the saints around him rose, and the Buddha’s light bursts, and the Buddhist sound and Zen singing were endless.

The original space turned into a huge Buddhist temple, with a huge golden Buddha sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, with countless Buddha shadows everywhere, and they worshiped this Buddha together and stood up.

"Is this... Tathagata?" Chu Mu was in the Buddha's light, his mind was somewhat slow to speak.

Just as he was confused, another voice suddenly came from behind.

"Tathagata, should I send you away, or should you go away by yourself."

The familiar Shangqing air pressed down the Buddha's light, and the clear sound made Chu Mu feel quite familiar.
Chapter completed!