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Yuqing admires the sacred monk Xumi extremely, naturally loves the house and the crow. He did not get angry with Zhang Ruochen's irony. He twisted his beard and smiled: "A heartless heart, a relaxed body. In your eyes, poor Dao has become a person who has no responsibility. people."

Zhang Ruochen closed his fists and saluted, and said, "How can the younger generations dare to offend a great sage of boundless realm? It's just that they have been carrying forward with heavy burdens for these years, and often feel like a person is fighting, alone and helpless, facing powerful enemies and ghosts, they can only walk on thin ice. , Be cautious, for fear of missteps and misfortunes. Even so, he still survived dozens of deaths."

He sighed again: "Tired, really tired! If the seniors are willing to take in, the sword world should be a good place to hide from right and wrong. The cannibals of the **** world, the evil spirits of the heavens are small, and the amount of organization The world destroyers, they are too powerful, they can't fight, they can't fight!"

The dragon lord said with a serious face: "This child is indeed not easy! After the divine power of the holy monk dissipated, the army of the **** world marched into the Kunlun world, and the homeland turned into a battlefield overnight, and the common people were harvested like grass and trees. It is really a thousand miles of blood."

"In the name of merit, the army from all walks of life in the heavenly court committed robbers, seized the secrets, grabbed the elixir, and slaved the people. If he hadn't stood up and supported them, suppressing the evils of all parties, the Kunlun world would have suffered losses. It's terrible. For this reason, his daughter was also taken away by the monks in the **** world, and was almost taken away."

Yuqing has not been out of the dark triangle star field for tens of thousands of years. Hearing the words of the dragon master, his face was extremely scary, and he said coldly: "Has the Kunlun realm been breached? Extremely hopeful, when the Kunlun realm was robbed, you were where?"

The dragon lord looked sad.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Uncle Long's injury 100,000 years ago has not been healed. If the secret of being alive is revealed, even if the **** world does not take action, the black hand 100,000 years ago will kill him. Although Long Shu's cultivation base is high, but How can a single tree support a broken world? What's more, this world is a piece of fat that can be divided among the heavenly realms and the **** races."

Yuqing calmed down, thinking that if the Kunlun realm had been destroyed, how could it be as calm as this moment?

"You are hiding the secret of being alive to rescue the island owner?" Yu Qing said.

The dragon lord nodded lightly and said: "You should have heard of the tragic calamity of one hundred thousand years. There are so many powerful people in Kunlun Realm, dead dead, missing missing, and the black hand behind this should be at least a genius. Only by rescuing the island owner can the overall situation be stabilized and the inside of the heavenly court can be formed."

Yuqing could imagine the difficult time between Dragon Lord and Zhang Ruochen, and he was feeling and hesitating in his heart.

Zhang Ruochen shouted: "I only hate the sky for not giving birth to me 800,000 years earlier. Even if I can't fight with the twenty-four heavens to shed blood in an unknown place, I should be able to defend Kunlun Realm and die with the holy monks."

"If I was born 800,000 years earlier, maybe today I would be able to clear the universe and eliminate all evil."

The sound is like a knife choking thunder.

Yuqing saw that this son was mocking him again, and asked, "What is your name?"

"Zhang Ruochen!"

"The last name is Zhang."

Yuqing looked at the dragon master, who nodded slightly.

Yuqing knew it in her heart, and observed Zhang Ruochen again, saying, "Swordsmanship is quite good. He has a breath that is unique to the sword ancestor. It seems that the chance is not small."

Zhang Ruochen knew that it was because of Saint Xumi that the other party would indulge his junior to be presumptuous in front of him.

My attitude has already shown that I cannot continue to be so rude next.

Otherwise it will be offensive.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The ancestor is worthy of the immeasurable sword spirit god, and the younger generation has indeed got the sword soul inheritance of the sword ancestor."

Give enough respect, but not humble.

The Dragon Lord said: "Ruochen, your kendo talent is the best in ancient and modern times. Haven't you practiced one or two in front of the Patriarch?"

Hearing the words "the first in ancient and modern", Yuqing felt like one in her heart.

Yuqing is too lazy to comment on other ways. But kendo, who would dare to be so called, is simply a big talk.

"Yes!"

Zhang Ruochen responded and called out the Qingping sword. He did not deliberately perform any fancy moves, but closed his eyes to perceive the world and waved it as he pleased.

In front of a figure like Yuqing who uses swordsmanship to break infinitely, any swordsmanship is nothing but an axe, which is bound to be full of flaws.

However, if the dragon master asked him to practice swordsmanship, how could his purpose be so simple?

This is to prove to Yuqing that Zhang Ruochen has unlimited potential in the future and is capable of fulfilling the holy monk's last wish, holding a sword to cut through the calamity.

Yuqing had a dismissive look. Because of the Qingping sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand, he fell into memory, and because of Zhang Ruochen's sword moves, his eyes gradually became solemn, and said, "Stop! What kind of kendo are you?"

Zhang Ruochen took the sword and said, "One-word kendo!"

The dragon master knew that Yu Qing must be extremely shocked, and deliberately added: "The legendary third-rank kendo sage cultivated the kendo, didn’t let you down?”

After getting confirmation from the Dragon Lord, Yuqing’s guess in her heart fell and she sighed: “With this kendo, plus the guidance of a famous teacher, future achievements may be able to catch up with the sword ancestor. Even if it is not the first in ancient and modern times, it can be called the best in ancient and modern times. Two!"

Obviously in Yuqing's heart, Jianzu is still an insurmountable peak for kendo monks.

Yuqing walked out of her inner wonder after a long time, looked at Zhang Ruochen again, with countless love and appreciation in her eyes, and cordially asked, "Who taught your kendo?"

Zhang Ruochen wanted to say "self-enlightenment," but the dragon lord said first: "This kid is a disciple of the Liangyi Sect. Otherwise, how could he call you Patriarch?"

"Great!"

Yuqing was invigorated and laughed: "The heirs chosen by the holy monk are guided by my Liangyi religion. This level of kendo cultivation cannot be taught elsewhere. Seeing him take out the Qingping sword, Peng Dao guessed from this. ."

Zhang Ruochen secretly said in his heart, if this ancestor knew that he had only lost the Yuding that belonged to the Liangyi Sect not long ago, would he still be laughing?

"Go, go to the sword world, let you see Master Taiqing too. He has never believed that there really is a third-rank sword doctrine in the world, this time, let him have a long experience, so that he knows that Liangyizong has a Tianjiao born again. , The back wave is higher than the front wave."

Yuqing took Zhang Ruochen's hand and walked away, feeling very good, but instead left his old friend extremely hopeful behind.

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The fishermen's ballad broke the **** pattern that Huangtian had arranged in the past, and brought Bai Qing'er in Tsing Yi to the outside of Yuchen Temple.

The petals of the hibiscus tree seem to never wither, always so bright and beautiful.

The grave under the tree is covered by petals.

Huang Tian's burly body stood, holding his hands on his back, and slightly raised his head to stare at the hibiscus flower on the tree. However, the body has long been turned into stone, the handsome and rigid facial features are chiseled like an axe, and the temples and hair are perpendicular to the waist.

There is no breath of life, like a stone sculpture.

No one knows how long he stood in front of the tomb before he turned into a stone. His inner pain and self-blame are afraid that no words can describe it.

Bai Qinger walked to the tomb, bowed and saluted, and sprinkled paper money.

Yu Yao's eyes were red, and he bowed deeply, saying: "Sister, we must cut Xuan a thousand times and avenge you."

"More than Xuan Yi, both Yi Tianjun and Shang Tian deserve to die, and the Shang clan is immortal. How can the mother be at peace in the spirit of heaven?" Bai Qing'er has already got up, and the eyes of those beautiful stars are full of cold killing intent.

The cold wind followed.

Bai Qing'er looked at Huangtian. She had already agreed to the fishermen's rhyme before coming. But when she saw her mother's grave and the Huangtian turned into stone, she felt hatred for some reason.

Can't wait to slap Huang Tian's body with a palm, let him hit to pieces.

"Let's go, I really have nothing to say about this person."

Bai Qinger walked away and was about to leave.

The fisherman said: "Qing'er, he was blinded by Shizu back then! Shizu promised him that he would protect your mother, so he can leave without worry. He must practice hard, only if he is strong enough to be valuable to Shizu. Otherwise, Why should Shi Zu help him?"

Bai Qinger sneered: "When the heavenly army enters Xinghuan and wants to destroy us against the gods, is it a mortal situation? But, has Zhang Ruochen escaped? If it is his feelings for my mother, even Zhang Ruochen's feelings for me How can I understand him?"

"He is so talented, is he stupid? He actually believes in Shizu?"

Yu Yao said: "He had nothing at the time and couldn't rely on anyone. Even if he knew he was just a tool used by Shizu, he had to grit his teeth. Can you understand the helplessness?"

"Well, UU reading www.uukanshu.com's hatred has to be counted as Shizu."

Bai Qinger ignored the call of the fishermen's rhyme and pressed a palm to the **** pattern that Huangtian arranged on the periphery of the Yuchen Temple. The original divine light burst out in his palm, breaking the **** pattern barrier little by little.

The gray lifelessness gradually dissipated.

Bai Qing'er's cultivation level obviously has made great progress again, and Taizhen is not far away. Even the **** pattern arranged by Huangtian can't stop her.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, amidst the gray life, a powerful recoil force bombarded Bai Qing'er, knocking her back and flying away.

Bai Qing'er refined the death energy from her body with the original divine light, and stared at the hibiscus tree that sprouted rapidly. There, life is majestic, even grass grows on the grave, and white plants in the shape of jellyfish grow in the air.

The stone body of the wild sky gradually recovered its physical form, his hair turned black, and his eyes burst into bright divine light.

In an instant, the extremely powerful divine might burst out, slapped Bai Qing'er like a wave, shook her back dozens of steps, retreated into the broken temple, and then stopped.

Obviously, Huangtian has never been trapped in the "between life and death", but he chose to go to death to realize the mystery of "between life and death".

Now this state has been completely consolidated.

"I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. With your cultivation base, you dare to seek revenge from Shang Tian and Shi Tian? You know, when you said this, they had already sensed it!"

Huang Tian stared at Bai Qing'er coldly, his gaze pierced his heart like a thousand arrows.

Bai Qinger refused to give up, raised her head to look at him, and said: "You think, if I don't say it, they don't know my desire to kill them? You are afraid of them, I am not afraid. If you don't even dare to revenge, Living in the world, isn't it even worse than a pig and a dog?"

"Qing'er, he is a father."

Yuyao did not expect Bai Qinger to scold so harshly.