Transcending the Nine Heavens

The purple color of the Jade Peyton body, like when the sun first appeared in the sky, the color of the purple xia that accompanied it! At first glance, one can see that this strange purple colour is by no means the colour that man should have!

Just the moment it came out of Meng's hand, because of the sun, all of a sudden Xia Guang Wan Dao! It seems that all the purple colors between heaven and earth are concentrated here!

It's a piece of baoyu!

At first sight, Chu Yang made such a conclusion in his heart. In previous life, he had seen few rare treasures, and the jade stone had seen countless finest things, but few compared to the little jade in front of him.

“This jade is purple crystalline jade medulla.” Meng said in complete silence: “It looks small, but it is a very complete cord! This purple crystalline jade medulla is rare all the time. Only 10,000 yuan of jade can reach the value of a purple crystalline jade! Only in the heart of the purple crystalline jade mine, which has been deposited for 10,000 years, is there a small chance that a jade marrow may appear! ”

“The value of this purple crystalline corn is unmatched in the world!” Meng turned super slowly: “When I found you, this corn was hanging around your neck! ”

His eyes generally stared at Chuyang's face, and Chuyang even felt a strong burning sensation in his face.

Chuyang's throat twisted twice and suddenly felt dry in his throat. Reaching out to take over this worthy purple crystalline jade medulla, the hand that has always been stable is actually a little trembling.

This is your only identity letter?

“The center of the cord is engraved with the word 'Chu'.” Meng said super slowly: “The surface of the cord is intact, but a word like this appears in it. This kind of fix, it's hard to shoot a master, you can't do it! ”

“The word Chu is either your first name, or your last name.” Meng suddenly sighed slightly, "When I walked out of there with you and climbed to the top of a mountain, the sky suddenly cleared up, the night just passed, the East, a round of sun appeared. ”

He paused and said, "Today, right now! ”

“The rising sun is the love of my life! So that's when I named you Chu Yang!” Meng's superior voice is a bit dry, his breath is calm, but there seems to be a rushing lava, roaring under this calm...

“I hope you don't fail the name Chuyang. Don't fail this purple crystal corn!” Meng suddenly took a deep breath and his emotions immediately calmed down, "Your birth should not be ordinary. If you've always been mediocre, I won't give you this jade marrow. ”

“Actually, I want you to be mediocre all your life.” Meng said softly: “But it was safe.” He didn't look back, but he saw deep emotions in his eyes. Just like a hard-won father, he only wants his son to be safe and sound, without the luxury of being rich and noble.

Because it's rich and expensive, it has to be accompanied by corresponding risks. Parents, they don't want their children to take even a little risk.

Chu Yang has been listening quietly. No jamming.

But in his heart, it was a big wave.

Meng exceeded this discourse and completely disrupted his mind. This statement seems to be just a plain and straightforward account of Chuyang's birth, but Chuyang can hear it. There is too much information in this statement.

Purple crystal cord. Worth a lot, rare in the world!

There are words inside that do not damage the surface. The purple crystal jade is a sword wound, and it also has the effect of circumventing the true qi force. Even the gifted sanctity of the saint cannot be damaged. Purple crystal corn, nature is stronger!

Even Wuzheng would find it difficult to leave such a mark on it. Not to mention not damaging the surface at all, but leaving a message at the heart of the jade!

Is it true that the engraving of the word is not a royal? Or higher?

How can you abandon a swaddling baby by hanging this rare treasure around his neck? What exactly is in it?

My birth, fog... if I want to unravel this fog, I'm afraid I need a lot of strength! And the engraved man reached the emperor or higher sixteen years ago...

Chu Yang's teeth gently grabbed his lower lip, his eyes held constantly and his eyes sparkled with an unknown glow. Myself, probably not abandoned! There may be other reasons for this.

This thought, once raised, was like the sun, lighting up the haze in his heart; let his cold heart, slowly warming up...

The palm slowly closed and held the purple cord firmly in the palm!

The cord is smooth and cold, but Chuyang excited, his hands really flowed, touched the cord, and suddenly a strange warmth emerged from it. This warmth, like an airflow, followed his hand into the meridian, slowly his whole body became warm in the ocean... hard practice a morning of tiredness, actually disappeared completely during this moment!

Chu Yang's heart shocked and suddenly looked up at Meng Zhuang.

“You feel right.” Meng suddenly smiles: “This purple crystalline cord has the ability to recover fatigue as quickly as possible. Or there will be other effects. Save them! But I advise you not to rely too much on this thing. ”

“Yes.” Chuyang's eyes filled with gratitude. Such a treasure can practise kung fu day and night, and the power to enter naturally is a thousand miles a day. I'm afraid it's in anyone's hands.

As long as Meng doesn't speak for himself, Chu Yang will never know. Even in front of him, he wouldn't know that this is his identity.

But Meng suddenly kept it for himself for 16 years, and it's back to Zhao!

This is a rare affair!

In Chuyang's heart, Meng's heart and perseverance are far more precious than this purple crystal corn!

Meng superior said not to rely too much, Chuyang also understood. Because without fatigue, there is no limit that the human body can bear. And the martial artist can only break through the existing boundaries if he feels the limits again!

“From this jade peice, your birth, if not great riches and grandeurs, is a world out of heaven!” Meng suddenly slowed down: “Don't touch it easily until you've grown strong enough, it'll kill you! If you get to that point, I'm afraid the whole skyscraper won't save your life! Remember, remember! ”

“Yes, disciples remember.” Chuyang made a serious promise. Ever since he saw this purple cord, he's had this feeling in his heart.

“Also, one of the greatest wishes of my life for a teacher is to spread the light outside the sky! Guard the skyscraper!” Meng suddenly said: “If you have the heart of the strong, help me, guard well. ”

“Yes." Chuyang nodded deeply, no one else knew, but he knew clearly that four years later, the skyscraper was about to face a catastrophe. I nodded now and carried it on my shoulders!

In order to do this, I'm afraid it won't necessarily be possible to work hundreds of times harder than others.

But anyway, in life, after all, there is a first goal!

Skywalker!

Once the sky and outer buildings have survived the crisis, it is the time to fight the sword, to find the Nine Swords, to find the dance, to solve the mystery of the world!

After Chuyang was reborn, the goal has been simple: no light dance, no nine swords. Find the dance and love it all your life. Find the Nine Robbery Sword and step to its peak.

The mystery of the past life, he didn't know about the purple crystal cord, and he didn't have hope for the mystery of the past. As for the doorman... his feelings have always been apathetic, but in this life, both things have come to pass at the same time!

“Master, why are you talking to your disciples today?” Chuyang shrugged: “I never mentioned it before. ”

Meng suddenly laughed. He looked at the blood in the sky like Caixia, faintly: “I have many disciples in the outer building, but everyone practises sword practice, it is simply practice sword, that's all. ”

He paused his voice and paused for a long time before slowly saying: “And I see you practiced your sword today, but it's Jianghu! ”

Chu Yang was silent.

Meng suddenly exhaled into the sky and the sun, long and long. This breath is so long, it seems in my heart that I have held back decades of general depression.

He looked into the eyes of the sun and revealed a strange divine colour, seemingly memorable, seemingly painful, or abrupt… Anyway, the divine colour was complex, seemingly immersed in a dream again, unable to pull itself out.

Chuyang was silent for a while and finally whispered: “Master just said, guarding the skyscraper is just one of Master's biggest wishes! But I don't know what else Master wishes? If the disciples coincide, they will certainly do it together for the master. ”

He asked, Meng Superior's body actually trembled like an electric shock. His face suddenly grew white and seemed to stir up something tragic in his heart. Standing there, his eyes confused and painful, but silent, seemed to turn into a statue.

It was a long time ago that the dreams were as low as they were: “The wind and rain are hard to wash hearts and hearts, and the emotional wounds are indestructible. Do not speak softly. Only when you are separated will you see the desert...”

The voice is low, like a murmur, like a dream, like a moan and a cry. It's the kind of desperate, helpless, endless desolation that suppresses the point of imminent eruption without crying.

This voice is heard in Chu Yang's ear, clearly feeling his master in this short twenty words, turning his own heart into a shattered zero...

This feeling suddenly reminded Chuyang of his own battle in the wind lightning stage in the previous life, a moment of hopeless life at the end of the road, and the kind of dark heartbreak when he danced.

Meng is in a similar mood to his own death. Has he ever experienced regrets in his life?

This must be it, make Meng care about nothing, care about nothing, right?

(The wind and rain are hard to wash hearts and hearts, the emotional wounds are indestructible; don't say anything ancient, only discrete to see the desolation… I was in bed three years ago when the windows stormed; the first few sentences of a poem I wrote sensibly. I love a few words. Meng Yuan's story is inspired by these two sentences.

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