Chapter 147 The Religious Shenghui Mountain shows its magical powers, and the Sword God returns to the earth fairyland
People don’t know that this sword god was mistaken by Qi Xuan Fen back then. It’s nothing to be broken by the Trojan horse and cow, and it’s nothing to be left. This is not the reason for Li Chungang’s big drop in realm. Even though he was trapped under the Tingchao Pavilion for twenty years, Li Chungang never walked out of his own prison of painting.
Originally, he was invincible with Yu, so what should Yu Ji do?
Li Chungang thought of her appearance when she was dying. At that time, she could no longer say a word, but today I think about it, isn’t it just the word “no regret”!
Li Chungang walked to the cliff of Daxueping, behind him was a man and a woman holding an umbrella like he and a woman in a green robe.
When she was pierced by a sword, she once smiled bitterly: “You are not born to you, Li Chungang, it’s very boring.”
Li Chungang shouted: “Come on the sword!”
Hundreds of swords of all the swordsmen in Huishan were unsheathed and flew towards Daxueping.
The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were all out of their sheath and flew towards Guniu Dagang.
Two flying swords.
Cover the sky and the sun.
On this day, the sword god Li Chungang entered the realm of the land sword fairy again.
Before Xu Fengnian practiced swords, he was like a pauper, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating in a Golden Palace every day, and was still calling for poverty. In order to practice swords, he heard that the secret books and treasures in Chaoting Armory were moved around and moved around like he moved the mountain, making up for it, and finally his horizons were wide open. Although I heard the white-haired old man mention that the flying sword was a magical power of an immortal, I only treated it as a legend. I never expected to witness it with my own eyes. At this moment, His Royal Highness looked up at the two dense flying swords in the sky, staring at the scene, his scalp exploded, his blood rushing, and he murmured to himself: “Mom, this technical job is no longer available.”
The two guests who escaped by luck looked at each other and were extremely shocked. Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who entered the realm of Confucian Saint, was destroyed. Why did another sword immortal appear? The old man who wore a broken sheepskin fur and liked to clean his earwax. It is true that Li Chungang, the first swordsman in the past, was the first swordsman in the past. However, after Deng Tai’a appeared, he walked around the world and occasionally took action. He was all half-demon and half-immortal. Who would have suspected that the old sword god could definitely defeat the new sword god. But in front of him, hundreds of swords in Huishan were out of sheath, but The thousand peach wood swords of the 58th Gate of Longhu Mountain are several miles away from Guniu Dagang, not to mention the swords of some remote Taoist temples, all called to Daxueping by the old senior, “Sword Comes” lightly. Didn’t it mean that Li Chungang’s realm had plummeted after the sword was broken, let alone fight with Wang Xianzhi, even if he fought with Xuanyuan Dapan, Huang Fangfo and Hong Piao were not optimistic, but the old man who had retired in the world for twenty years had reached the realm of speaking prophecies. How could Xuantong be so here!
There was a secret in the world that the three religions reached their peak. The Confucian sages connected the heaven and earth with a grand momentum, so they held the heavenly constitution. Only then did Xuanyuan Jingcheng kneel down to worship the Emperor Tianhoutu and said, “Please, please.”The word “death” attracted the thunder as thick as the peaks, which was a proof; the Taoist great immortal, who had made a prophecy, could chant a curse and kill demons and practice the way for heaven; and many Bodhisattvas in Buddhism had made great wishes, and could shake the three thousand worlds by their own words. Li Chungang’s methods were naturally equal, and they were worthy of the sword immortal.
Xu Fengnian, who was still holding an umbrella for Xuanyuan Qingfeng, said to himself: “This sword is very domineering from the sky. If you can still sword away, it would be really awesome. Look at whether those old Taoists dare to show off. “
He narrowed his back to the Crown Palace, and more than 1,300 flying swords fell into the cliff. He turned his head and said angrily: “You kid like to show off. You must know that there are people in heaven and earth! This Longhu Mountain can confront the two Zen temples north and south for thousands of years, and cannot be underestimated. It may not be possible that the Heavenly Man Daozhu, who is unwilling to ascend to the sky, may be in charge. Besides, I have long passed the age of being fierce, and now I am thinking about accepting Jiang Yatou as my apprentice. Alas, it’s a pity that she didn’t see her, otherwise she would be more confident in accepting her apprentice. “
Xu Fengnian wanted to make fun of the old sword god for being useless, and she played such a huge formation for nothing, but she really didn’t have the courage. Xu Fengnian heard the Taoist Shou for the first time and asked in confusion: “What is Taoist Shou?”
Li Chungang walked towards the Guniu Dagang mansion and scratched his crotch. The rain was so sticky that it was uncomfortable, and he said: “The Taoist Shou is the contemporary ancestor of Taoism, and the status of the Buddha Head is the leader of the Buddhist leader. But this position is too hot. Those who are qualified to sit in this position are not bad in nature and are unhappy in making a head. Those who have sharpened their heads and want to be the head of the Taoist Buddha are also flirting with fame. Most of them are too close to the imperial government and lack the popularity of people. Therefore, for a hundred years, except for Qi Xuanzhen’s Taoist, the rest of the people cannot convince the public. As for Buddhism, Li Tingxin, a monk in white who traveled thousands of miles to seek sutras, once had the opportunity to be the head of the Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, he heard that someone had patted his butt and married his wife and had a daughter, so the head of the Buddha was all hanging in the air. The reason why I told you this at this time was that when I was driving the sword and snow-covered, I noticed that there were several peaks on Longhu Mountain, and the energy was unpredictable. Among them, there were Taoists who blocked the Heavenly Master Mansion, and someone also disturbed the Zhenjun Temple. This is not surprising. What is strange is that a qi in Yunjin Mountain is already sufficient to be called luck, but he refused to take action. “
Xu Fengnian, who always held an umbrella to block the wind and rain, held the handle of the umbrella tightly and said gloomyly: “It must be that strange Taoist named Zhao Huangchao! He claimed to be a member of the Liyang royal family who entered Longhu Mountain to practice Taoism. On that day, I was on the Sword Cliff of Kuanglu Mountain, he acted as if the heavens and man were out of their bodies and came here by a dragon! He looks only thirty-forty years old. God knows if he has lived for two or three years. This Taoist priest always speaks and acts in a great manner! “
Xu Fengnian will not explain many details in detail. After all, the dragon python battle was too obscure and mysterious, and there was an outsider Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was soaked in the water under the umbrella, slowly came back to his senses, his eyes were cold, and he said without emotion: “Some time ago, I went to Yunjin Mountain with someone to look for the dragon salamander, and saw a middle-aged Taoist in deepWhen fishing in the pond, I thought my cultivation was mediocre, and I pretended to be a master of hermits. At that time, this Taoist talked about the meaning of the Three Sects with Song Keli, the prince of the Song family, and spoke very loudly. He heard what he said, and called the Saint Zhang from the north Master Zhang as Master Zhang. It seemed that he had been born two thousand years ago, and he dared to sit in the same seat with the Saint to discuss the Tao. “
Li Chungang frowned and said, “I have never heard of Zhao Huangchao, who is connected to the three religions. I didn’t hear the old man Qi mention it when I saw Qi Xuanjian twice. However, with this Taoist’s cultivation, it is more than enough to be the Taoist leader. Boy Xu, how can you get involved in this god’s body and wander out of your body? You can show off your dragon’s pomp. With the strength of this Taoist’s man, he can live in seclusion in Longhu Mountain for at least a hundred years without showing his reputation. It is obviously not the kind of person who likes false reputation. The surname Zhao is the emperor, ha, I understand! It’s nothing more than caring about the gathering and separation of the world. In this way, you must be grateful to Cao Changqing for taking Jiang Yatou away early, otherwise you will be caught by Zhao Huangchao and find out the mystery. You can’t bear it. On the other side of Kuanglu Mountain, with my ability at that time, it would be useless to open the Tianmen. “
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “Then now.”
The old man cursed, “I am so full that I want to help you stand up and fight against the gods. You think it’s a small fight.”
The heavens left their bodies, traveled by the dragon, and had mysterious luck. Xuanyuan Qingfeng felt refreshed when he heard it. She was originally a conceited and paranoid woman, the only daughter of the eldest son of the martial arts world, and was unforgettable. She read all the books and remembered them all. In terms of this, she could be regarded as a small martial arts library. Only a family like Song Keli, who had a top scholarly family, had to have real talents and knowledge to convince her slightly. But since the umbrella of the man who entered Jianzhou, her entire life was suddenly overturned The father died as soon as he showed his immortal style. The three generations of Jingzi, who should have supported Huishan’s prestige in the next fifty years, died. The former Dinghai Shenjian Xuanyuan Dapan was killed, and the grandfather Xuanyuan’s national weapon was forced to jump off the mountain. Two guests fought back on Daxueping. If his father was there, they could still be settled. Now, there are half of the remaining masters in Guniu Dagang. How to control those trees, fashion is a monkey, and a jackal-faced guest soldiers