The Path Toward Heaven

Jin Mingcheng said: "Your Majesty's mountains and rivers, no matter He Jian is in the meantime, as long as he dares to take it, he will be found, and then someone will naturally find him in trouble."

After hearing this sentence, Lu Guogong finally let down his heart and said with a smile: "It seems that the Xihai Sword School is really in big trouble this time."

Those who dare to find the trouble of the Western King Sun will naturally be able to defeat him, then it is the heavenly continent that is one of the few in the mainland.

Jin Mingcheng said: "Offended the Qingshan Sect, and can exist for so many years, the Xihai sword faction also succeeded."

Lu Guogong asked: "Where did the Jiangshan map go? Tianguang Peak?"

Jin Mingcheng said: "No, doesn't the Grandpa think that the mainland is so lively today, but there is a place that is too quiet?"

Lu Guogong understood, thinking it was so, no wonder that the place that should not be quiet at all, never made any noise.

...

...

Today is an extremely long day for Chaotian Continent.

The imperial court and the Zhengdao sect have confirmed that the Xihai Sword faction Yuntai is the headquarters of Bulao Lin, and the Sun King Sun is the leader of Bulao Lin. Countless strongmen or flying swords or magic weapons head towards Haizhou City.

Tianshou Mountain did not move at all.

It can be heard from the name. It used to be a mausoleum. To be precise, it used to be the royal tomb of the former dynasty. Later, it was used as a mountain gate by Wuenmen.

For many people, especially monks, this is a very taboo thing, but carelessness does not matter.

Because what they cultivate is the killing Tao, what they pay attention to is breaking the world with swords.

Heaven and earth have no mercy, let alone the emperor and the court?

Many years ago, the famous swordsman made a big storm in the world. The righteous path of the realm of the practice of the world was shaken. The Wuenmen was targeted because it occupied the tomb of the former dynasty. It was attacked by the evil path alliance four times in just ten years. The last time the mountain gate was almost destroyed, it withered away.Fortunately, the strong man of the Green Mountain controlled the sword to save, and he was lucky to survive.

Because of this matter, and the similarity of the two schools of thought, Qingshanzong and Wuenmen became allies, and they have been friends for generations until now.

In recent years, Wu En Men has always been in the doldrums of fighting with the Xihai sword faction, and has been extremely suppressed. His disciples rarely go out and become more and more low-key.

But today should not be so quiet here.

The righteous sect is besieging the Xihai Jianpai Yuntai, and it seems logical that there should be some action for the Wuenmen, who has a grudge against the Xihai Jianpai.

Tianshou Mountain is very quiet, smelling birds everywhere, and the disciples practice sword training during their training, even if they do not know what is happening in the outside world.

There is a hall deep in the mountains, ten stone beasts squatting on the eaves, the outer wall is made of blue stone, and the ground inside is paved with a large blue brick.

There are thirteen steps in front of the hall, and there are reliefs of fairy cranes in the middle.

It can be easily seen from the standard that this should be the back hall of the tomb of the former dynasty, which was used as the main hall by the Wuenmen.

In the main hall of the door, the light was dim and the air was cold, and an old man was sitting in the deepest part.

The old man had white hair, and only when they were very close could they see that there were still a few black hairs in them, with their heads down, they couldn't see clearly.

Pei Baifa, the owner of Wuenmen, didn't have this name because of his white hair.

Hundreds of years ago, evil masters besieged the mountain gate, he was only qualified to retreat to the tomb gate, at that time, he had already called this name.

Because he repaired the most difficult and powerful white-haired three-thousand swords in Wuenmen.

For hundreds of years, he is the only person in Wuenmeng who has cultivated this kind of swordsmanship.

This swordsmanship is repaired to a very high place, a sword can be used for thousands of miles, or even farther!

It is just that the sword spirit is sent by the spirit of the gods, and the consumption of the sword control person is also great. Every time a sword is produced, a white hair will be born, so the name is three thousand white hair.

Pei Baifa is full of silver wire, and he doesn't know how many swords have been produced in this life, nor how many of them have been caused by the circumstances of these years.

That year he dueled with Xijian Poseidon and returned home in disastrous defeat.

Since then, he has been recuperating and recuperating in Tianshou Mountain. He has never appeared in front of others again. In recent years, he has been in the imprisonment hall, and even his disciples have disappeared.

There are rumors that he was shot down from Tongtian Realm by Xihai Sword God, and some people even said that he was already seriously injured.

If some people pay close attention, or find out that the day Pei Baifa started to drink only clear water is the day after Luo Huainan's death.

Luo Huainan was the first disciple of the Zhongzhou faction, but his death was not yet eligible to mourn such a big figure like the unfaithful master for so long.

Pei Baifa looked down at the sand table in front of him.

There are mountains and water in the sand table, and they are all great rivers and mountains on the mainland, so they are called Jiangshan maps.

There is a small bright spot in an inconspicuous place on the left-hand side of Jiangshan.

Pei Baifa watched it for several years, and the position of that bright spot has not changed.

But at the previous moment, the small bright spot flashed slightly.

This means that the sword moved.

Pei Baifa still did not move because it was not bright enough.

Suddenly, that little bright spot became extremely bright, even a little dazzling.

Pei Baifa has some regrets.

For several years, he only drank clean water and stayed up all night. This sword, which had gained momentum, eventually failed to fall on Jianxilai.

However, it is enough to let the Xihai sword faction sink.

Pei Baifa thought like this, reaching into Jiangshan Tuli.

The light in Jiangshantu is getting brighter and brighter, refracted through his palm to his face, making his two eyes paler, and looks like a jade ball.

He is actually a blind man!

...

...

No one knew that Pei Baifa's body was shaking in the depths of the hall.

But Wu Enmen ’s disciples soon felt that something big was about to happen, because the ten-plus mountains of Tianshou Mountain suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake, and like those stories they had heard countless times since childhood. Is it true that the underworld demon came to the world through the Huangquan under the mausoleum?

The disciples of Wuenmen came out from all over and stood in the valley in front of the temple, feeling the change in the breath of heaven and earth, their faces full of suspicious expression.

Pei Yuan is the head of the imprisonment hall without grace.

He also has a brother named Pei Baifa, but his face is much younger than Pei Baifa's, and most of his hair is still black.

He hurried to the main hall of the door, trying to enter, but was stopped by several elders.

"I'm worried if the door owner has an accident."

Pei Yuan's expression was very anxious.

After all, they are brothers.

An elder said with a blank expression: "The gatekeeper has important things to do today. It is forbidden for anyone to disturb him. Master Pei is calm."

Pei Yuan was even more surprised when he heard this. He thought that his brother had been seriously injured for many years.

More importantly, why did he not even hear the wind beforehand?

The immortal crane inlaid on the stone steps felt the breath from the temple, and then brightened, as if to live.

The stone beast on the eaves looked at the sky and seemed to be expecting something.

Deep in the hall, the light on the sand table illuminates Pei Baifa's face and the eyes that have been blind for many years.

Wind blows.

Silver hair dances wildly.

A sword came out of the stone, pierced the roof of the temple, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the sky.

There was a thunder in the clear sky, and then it fell down and it rained heavily.

Pei Yuan looked up at the sky, letting the rain run over his pale face, thinking in shock, it turned out he ... was it all right?