Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ji and the others were stunned.

Yes, this is the brother's way, with the words "karma" all over it.

Now this road was cut off by the Taoist priest in front of him.

Even if the Taoist priest is dead, the traces of the beheaded will always lie on the road and cannot be repaired.

"Brother..."

Xuan Ji and the others chanted in unison, but thousands of words were finally turned into a Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"

Xuanci raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ming, and said with a smile, "Daoist Qing Hui, let's fight for the last time. If this is the case, the old monk is still defeated, and the Taoist priest can leave on his own, or fight with our temple. Talk about life and death!"

His words are equivalent to a promise.

If Zhang Ming wins in the end, Xiaohanshan Temple can give up the fight and let the opponent go.

And in this scene, with his life at the peak of the Yang God Realm, he will put all his piety on the word "cause and effect"!

Zhang Ming laughed and said: "Master Abbot is merciful, how can a poor man resist! Please!"

Sacrifice your life to accompany you to prove this truth.

Xuanci also showed a smile, then swung his sleeves violently to the outside of the cliff.

The mirror surface flows, and the waterfall turns into a shadow.

A new landform appeared inside, with verdant mountains and forests, looming lofts, and the field of vision quickly zoomed in, revealing the four characters of "Qiong Yu Sword School".

However, a black arrow suddenly appeared, and it was nailed next to the writing on the plaque with a "buzz".

The arrow pierced the wood, and the tail feathers trembled.

From far and near, there was a rushing sound.

The people on Bodhi Cliff instantly understood that someone... was attacking the mountain! The one who attacked... was the Qiongyu Sword Sect!

"Who is so bold that he dares to take action against the Qiongyu Sword Sect of the Three Sects and Seventeen Sects?"

"I heard that the masters of the Qiongyu Sword Sect were lost in the East China Sea a hundred years ago, and they are probably the weakest sect among the three sects and seventeen sects!"

"So it turns out that the Qiongyu Sword Sect has fallen."

"..."

Everyone talked a lot, but when it came to Qiongyu Sword Sect, they couldn't help but think of Lu Xueqing at the Fishing Boat Song Party.

Amazing talent,

Look down on the world.

With such a person as the head of the Qiongyu Sword Sect, why would the Hechou Sect not rise again in the future?

But the premise... is that they will not be wiped out!

Therefore, everyone's eyes fell on the mirror.

On Yijianping of Qiongyu Sword Sect, disciples flying with swords rushed out, facing the sky full of arrows.

"Who! How dare you offend me, Qiongyu!"

Third Elder Cheng Xiaocheng leaned on a cane, walked out of Chengtian Hall, and ascended into the air step by step.

The disciples opened the sword curtain to block the arrows.

After a while, the sky became quiet, and a man in black came out from the midair, his appearance was very familiar.

"Scarlet Fire Demon Sect! Zhou Yimo!"

Cheng Xiaocheng couldn't help shouting angrily.

When the enemy met, she was extremely jealous, she didn't expect that it was him again who came to attack the Qiongyu Sword Sect this time!

"Haha, Elder Cheng, long time no see!"

Zhou Yimo clapped his palms and smiled, "Last time, Lingshu Guan Qinghui and Lu Xueqing helped you, but now they are all gone, Zhou wants to see who else can save you!"

As his words fell, black-clothed disciples appeared from all directions, surrounding Yi Jianping.

They were embroidered with red demon snakes on their chests, clapping their hands in an inexplicable rhythm, and then there were scarlet poisonous snakes swimming out of the mountain forest, raising their heads and spitting out letters.

"Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, Snake Hall!"

After Cheng Xiaocheng got out of danger last time, he obviously studied the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect carefully, and knew that the other party has four halls: sparrow, tiger, snake, and tortoise, each with their own specialties.

The Quetang that Zhou Yimo originally led was specialized in assassination and intelligence, while the Hutang was good at attacking and fighting, and the Guitang was good at formation and defense.

And this Snake Hall is good at controlling beasts, using poison and making surprise attacks. I didn't expect that this time it would be the Snake Hall!

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaocheng couldn't help but change his face, and ordered to the surroundings: "Be careful to get rid of poison and avoid poison!"

All the disciples had been trained, and at this moment, upon hearing Elder Cheng's order, they quickly took out the antidote pills and swallowed them.

Zhou Yimo watched them leisurely, and seeing that they were ready, he smiled and said: "Elder Cheng, you have dealt with Zhou several times, do you think Zhou is stupid?"

Cheng Xiaocheng was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yimo waved his hand in the direction of Yijianping, and saw that the arrows that fell on the ground split open one after another, spraying black smoke from them, and rising around in the blink of an eye.

"Hehe, Zhou did use poison, but this poison is not aimed at you, but... monsters!"

He glanced at the scarlet poisonous snakes around him, and said with a smile, "You guys block the attack of the Snake Hall first!"

In the next second, poisonous snakes shot out.

Cheng Xiaocheng suddenly realized that Zhou Yimo's poison was not for killing people, but for inducing monsters!

A group of disciples quickly fought with the snake group.

However, this is just the beginning!

There were fallen trees in the forest, rumbling footsteps on the mountain road, and soon some big guys appeared. Some of them are demon bears, some are tigers and leopards.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Jianping was surrounded by monsters.

"Zhou Yimo! I Qiongyu Sword Sect will fight with you!"

Cheng Xiaocheng only felt that something was wrong, he couldn't help shouting angrily, and took the lead to rush to the black bear monster in front.

"Elder Cheng, your opponent is me!"

Zhou Yimo flew over suddenly, and stopped Cheng Xiaocheng with his hand, "Farewell for three days, we should treat each other with admiration. Now Zhou is no longer the head of the little sparrow hall!"

He pulled his hands outward, and black river water appeared between his palms, flowing rapidly.

"Take my move——Heixuan Heavy Water!"

The river turned into two long dragons, biting each other.

Cheng Xiaocheng looked solemn, and shouted: "Zhou Yimo, you have actually been promoted to the Life Shaping Realm!"

She lifted her crutches and turned them into flying swords, creating a curtain of swords to resist the black and heavy water.

The two soon fought together.

And the disciples below are suffering, fighting with the monsters one by one, but they seem to be inexhaustible, only one round of death will make up for another round.

The surrounding Snake Hall disciples waited for work with ease, looking at them coldly like gods of death.

Disciples of the Qiongyu Sword Sect were injured in the blink of an eye!

...

Xiaohanshan Temple, on Bodhi Cliff.

Looking at the chaos in Qiongyu Mountain, Zhang Ming raised his head and asked, "Master Abbot, in this battle of cause and effect, do you want to bet on who will win between the Qiongyu Sword Sect and the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect?"

"However, Pindao is only known as a Supreme Elder in the Qiongyu Sword Sect, and has no deep friendship with them. Even if the Qiongyu Sword Sect perishes, so what?"

He couldn't understand the other party's intention.

Xuanci clasped his palms together, his gaze penetrated a figure and monster on the mountain, and landed in the center of Yijianping.

"Daoist Qinghui, the Qiongyu Sword Sect does not have any deep friendship with you. But I saw through your karma line that there is one person who is valued by you."

He stretched out his finger, and a white silk thread emerged from the fingertip, touching a young man on the mirror.

This person sat quietly in the center of Yijianping, with ragged clothes, unshaven beard, and no figure in his eyes.

Zhang Ming focused his gaze: "Zhanhong!"

In the past few days, he has been receiving Zhan Hong's sign-in rewards. In addition to the Zhantian Swordsmanship, there are Wanjianjue, Sword God, Heavenly Sword and Yujianshu, all of which are wonderful swordsmanship.

It has to be said that Zhanhong's fortune has come.

However, he originally thought that the other party should have a good time when he came to the Qiongyu Sword Sect, participating in the daily study of kendo.

Now, when he saw the video, he realized that this was not the case. Zhan Hong seemed to have been sitting withered on Yijianping.

"Xuanci, is he the one you want to bet with me?"

Zhang Ming looked at the old monk opposite.

Xuan Ci folded his palms together and said with a smile: "That's right, Daoist Qing Hui, you have a cause with him, he was able to go to Qiongyu Mountain to suffer this calamity, it must be the result. But I don't know if it is a good result or an evil result? I bet on this person... will die because of you!"

His words resounded through Bodhi Cliff.

The power of Buddha's gatha is hidden in the voice.

Everyone couldn't help trembling.

"Who is this young man?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before, it must be an unknown person, and it has something to do with Taoist Qing Hui."

"But, whether this person is alive or dead, can it really affect the outcome of the debate between the two?"

"..."

The disciples of the aristocratic families who were watching were discussing in low voices.

Zhang Ming's face became more and more serious, the fighting on Qiongyu Mountain became more and more intense, and the blood color invaded his vision.

"Zhanhong..."

He couldn't help but think of the young man who once cleaned the courtyard, cooked and washed clothes, chanted scriptures and learned Taoism every day on Mount Zhuoguang, and liked to watch the sunrise and sunset in the morning and evening.

"Daoist Qing Hui!"

"I want to imitate the patriarch of Lingshuguan, recite Taoism scriptures, understand the way of swordsmanship, and walk the road of enlightenment and spiritual enlightenment."

"Daoist Qing Hui, since you said that there is a road ahead, no matter how difficult it is, some people have gone down it before, so why can't I try?"

"Even if it fails..."

"I will spend my whole life as a Taoist sweeper in this temple, sweeping the dust every day, watching the morning sun rise, and watch the sunset quietly, why not?"

"..."

The appearance of a young man who speaks indifferently, seems to be right in front of his eyes, transparent, relieved, and determined to seek the truth.

So, that day, he went down Zhuoguang Mountain.

"Abbot Xuanci, if you bet on others, you will not be sure, but if you bet on him..."

Zhang Ming looked at the other side calmly, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Don't blame Pindao for winning easily."

Xuanci was surprised.

The Daoist Qing Hui seemed to have extraordinary confidence in this young man in the center of Yijianping.

Is there anything special about this person...?

He couldn't help looking carefully, but he didn't see any abnormalities. The altar in his body trembled, interfering with cause and effect.

In any case, this game is the last fight!

He... can never lose!

...

Qiongyu Mountain and Yijianping.

Monster beasts rushed into the crowd one by one.

Sikong saw the ceremony with anger on his face, he drove a flying sword to chop off with all his strength. It's a pity that his practice time is still short, and he can't resist the constant attacks of scarlet poisonous snakes.

"Master! The Qiongyu Sword Sect is on the decline, and I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand the Scarlet Flame Demon Sect. Let's break out and escape!"

Uncle De forced back a group of poisonous snakes and shouted.

He is a strong man at the peak of Guiyi Realm, he can barely protect his young master, and it is impossible to come back.

"No, Uncle De! I won't go!"

Sikong shook his head and shouted, "Since I have joined the Qiongyu Sword Sect, I shall live and die with it!"

At this time, a shadow leopard jumped out of the shadows and rushed towards Bai Shatang in the center of Yijianping.

"Uncle De, it's not good, go and save her!"

Sikong Jianli suddenly became nervous.

Liu Sande had no choice but to jump forward, swung his palms into a grab, and grabbed the Shadow Leopard's back.

However, that Shadow Leopard was extremely cunning, and with a flick of its body, it merged into the shadow on the ground. Then, it jumped out suddenly and bit the girl holding the sword head-on.

Bai Granang couldn't help dilated his pupils, feeling the extreme danger oppressing him. But there was a young man with a beard sitting quietly behind her, and she couldn't retreat.

"Senior brother Zhanhong..."

She closed her eyes suddenly, raised her sword and stabbed.

clang--

The Shadow Leopard raised its claws and patted the long sword, changed its shape, and bit again from another angle.

boom.

Uncle De arrived at this time and stopped him in time.

"Bai Granang! What are you still guarding him for? The Qiongyu Sword Sect is in danger, so you can follow Uncle De to break through!"

Sikong Jianli approached and shouted.

"Master! No!"

Uncle De immediately shouted anxiously.

His duty is to protect Sikong Jianli from accidents, how could he break out of the encirclement alone with white sugar.

Bai Shatang also shook his head, his eyes fell on Zhan Hong who was sitting quietly, he bit his lips and said, "No, senior brother hasn't woken up yet, I want to guard him, I can't let him go!"

Sikong looked at the young man who had been sitting in meditation for five days, angry and jealous, and shouted: "Bai Shatang, don't be stupid! He is obviously in a daze, he can't wake up!"

Staying here now, guarding an immortal person, is equivalent to ruining one's own life.

White Sugar gripped the sword tightly.

"Sikong greets you, let's go! You just joined the Qiongyu Sword Sect, and you don't have too much affection for this place yet!"

She turned her back to the man with the folding fan on her waist and said, "You are the noble son of the Sikong family in Kyoto, you don't belong here, there is no need to sacrifice yourself for the Qiongyu Sword Sect."

While speaking, the Shadow Leopard jumped out of the shadows again and bit the girl holding the sword.

But this time, the girl didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, instead she stared and stabbed without attacking.

The Shadow Leopard was caught off guard, its teeth crooked, and it bit the girl's arm, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood. However, its body was pierced by the girl... with a sword!

"If you want to kill senior brother, step over my dead body."

Bai Xiaotang nailed the Shadow Leopard's body to the ground with his sword, and then pulled it out violently, blood splattering everywhere.

Sikong Jianli felt a little pain in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Bai Granang! If I leave, what about you!"

Bai Shatang's cheeks were stained with blood, he held his sword tightly and said with a smile, "Sikong, you don't understand. I was taken up the mountain by senior brother Zhanhong when I was very young."

"I remember that there was a famine that year, and the whole village died. I was the only one raised by my mother with flesh and blood. I lasted until the last day, and then my mother died..."

"And I was taken up the mountain by the Qiongyu Sword Sect. I have no relatives anymore. Only my master, senior brothers and the sect treat me like family. They are my everything."

"Although I'm not in Qingzhu Peak, I remember Senior Brother Zhanhong bringing me food again and again. He said that he was the one who led me up the mountain, so he must take good care of me and not go hungry."

"Do you know, the word hungry is a nightmare for me, but senior brother illuminates the whole dream."

She said calmly, then stepped forward suddenly, beheading an approaching scarlet demon snake with a single blow.

"Sikong greets you, let's go!"

The girl yelled loudly.

"Senior brother is family to me! I, Bai Shatang, will never abandon him! If you want to die, let's die together!"

She turned the flying sword and continued to stand in front of the young man.

Sikong Jianli stared at her in a daze, as if it was the first time he knew this sweet girl who usually loves to smile, it turned out that she had gone through so many unimaginable nightmares.

But her sweetness has amazed everyone.

At this time, a purple cloud eagle swooped over, its feathers were as hard as black iron, and its claws were sharp.

Uncle De immediately went up to meet him, but was forced back by several flying feathers.

"No, this is the pinnacle of Unity Realm!"

He exclaimed and shouted, "Master, run!"

This kind of flying monster is extremely difficult to deal with. Although it is at the same level as him, it can easily defeat him.

Bai Shatang pointed at each other, and the imperial envoy's flying sword stabbed at it, but was slapped away by the Ziyun Eagle's sharp claws.

And it kept coming, heading straight for the standing girl.

The humble Sikong Jianli trembled all over, gritted his teeth suddenly, closed his eyes and shouted: "Sword Twenty-Three!"

A phantom shot out of his body, as if frozen in time and space, "whoosh" pierced through Ziyunying.

Then, the phantom returns to the body.

He staggered to Bai Granang's side.

"Sikong greets you, you..."

The man with the folding fan hanging from his waist shook his head and said firmly, "Bai Granang, I will protect everything you want."

With that said, he also stood in front of Zhan Hong.