Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

Sword Tomb is a forbidden place of Tianyan Sect, where the sword and soldiers' evil spirit is extremely strong, if you don't have a certain level of cultivation, if you enter here, you will be completely torn apart by the sword and sword energy.

What is buried here is the abandoned and ownerless soldier of Tianyanzong, whose weeping day and night can penetrate people's minds.

"As a secret realm of artifacts, the rules here are also not clear, and it's up to you to find them." On the day the sword tomb was opened, the elder of the Tianyan Sect leader glanced at everyone, and then told everyone, "But remember one thing, except Jun Tianjian, no one should bring anything out of the sword tomb." What is called a tomb is a high grave! The sword mound is the place where swords are buried, so what if there are precious soldiers? After all, it is lifeless and not suitable for monks. Needless to say, the abandoned soldiers, those who have no masters are only those who are now masterless, and the masters of the past are the same as the past. Once the masters are free, they will pass away after all. The suffocation and sorrow on their bodies were endless, and they lost the strength of the treasure soldiers.

The magic weapons in Tianyan Sect can be found by themselves, or they can ask for them from Yaoye Peak. Naturally, they will not use the sword weapons in the Sword Tomb. This is for some casual cultivators and disciples of other sects. The sword in the sword mound is not easy to handle, and anyone who touches it will probably have to pay a price.

"Fifty people were selected in the Tianbang, but now only half of them are left." A disciple of Tianyan Sect muttered. Some people fell in the previous struggle, and some people voluntarily gave up the battle for the Sword Tomb. It seems that the chances of winning the Tianyan Sect are even greater.

"Junior Sister Mu, don't attack me this time." Chang Rui looked at Mu Sheng with a smile.

Listening to his words, Mu Sheng suddenly recalled what he had done in the map of mountains and rivers, and said with a smile: "Sorry." After a pause, he said, "Of course not." The fate between her and Wen Qingchou has been broken, and there are only some unclear resentments left. The ones she is close to are naturally the disciples of Tianyan Sect.

Outside the sword mound.

At first glance, it was full of chaos, and it was almost impossible to see anything clearly, but Yiyue could clearly hear the sound of the sword rhythm in the wind. For all the sword cultivators who have condensed the sword species, the sword species is a little ready to move at this moment, as if they want to compete with the treasures in the sword mound. A moment later, a dazzling sword shadow appeared from above, and with only a light touch, it opened a path in the sword mound. Seeing this, the elder of Tianyan Sect immediately yelled "Enter". Immediately afterwards, he saw the monks who participated in the sword tomb battle turned into countless streamers and fell into it. After the figure of the last monk disappeared, the path separated by the sword energy was closed in an instant.

"The sword tomb has been opened, and the rest is up to the disciples." In the Tianyan Sect, Fang Jiye squinted his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I haven't given an explanation for the matter of the demon court, what should I do?" The elders of other sects asked persistently.

"Fang thinks that it is the best choice to hand over the Dao Book of the Taishang Wuji Sect. You don't want to see that person do it himself." Fang Jiye replied with a smile.

A big-tempered elder immediately snorted coldly and said, "Fang Daoyou, is that what you are talking about? My Taoist sect is united with each other. If the demon court attacks our sect, will you stand by and watch?"

Fang Jiye sighed: "But the other party is not suppressing the Xuanmen sect, but wants to return the property to the original owner."

"What original owner? Didn't the Taoism also come from the gods?" With the prestige of the Wuji Sect on the ether, there are really many people who want to join the Tao, but everyone's own Tao is different. It's not that they can transfer in if they want to. After a long time, it turns out that no one can break the prohibition on that book! "Why is the Taoism of the Taishang Wuji Sect so powerful? Tell me, were they biased back then?"

The topic drifted unknowingly. There are not many records about the age of the gods in the major sects, including the sects founded since then that can be regarded as the direct descendants of the gods. It seems that everyone's memory has been erased and rewritten, and only the legend of "Kai Tian Ji" is circulating in Kyushu. For thousands of years, their admiration for those preachers has gradually dissipated, and they admire their ancestors more.

Fang Jiye smiled and listened to their discussion calmly. The four artifacts will still have to be divided when the time comes. It is impossible for Tian Yanzong to take them all into his hands, but it is best to wait until the evil lord is suppressed. Only in this way can the stability of Kyushu be guaranteed as much as possible.

In the Promise Immortal Pavilion.

Yun Qingzhou held a bunch of Dao books in his hands and classified them one by one. After the news got out, all the small sects that got a share of the pie couldn't wait to send back the Taoist books they possessed, but the big sects didn't move at all. Of course, such a result was also within their expectations. A small sect has no power to sit in charge, so what if there is a big sect behind it? They knew that it was impossible for Da Zong to stand up for them. And those big sects acted unscrupulously relying on the presence of masters in the sect.

"It seems that Tianyanzong's mediation is hopeless." Wen Qingchou sighed slowly.

"They are always negotiating with each other, and they don't know how long each negotiation will take, and they are talking about weighing the pros and cons—" Lu Wuhen frowned, feeling a little impatient. Looking at the bored tenderness on the seat, she had a thought, and said, "Which one are you going to attack?"

"Tianjimen?" Wen Qingshou thought for a while, then smiled, "This time, the elders of the Sixing Temple line are in the Tianyanzong, and they are unlikely to agree with Tianyanzong's idea. But according to Ye Xingyao's opinion The news, the voices in the Tianjimen are not consistent, those people acquiesced that Sixingdian is in charge, but it does not mean that they allow Sixingdian to bring disaster to Tianjimen."

Lu Wuhen said again: "I heard that the master of Tianji Sect has been retreating?"

Warmth raised his eyelids, and said lazily: "the way of practice in this generation is to deduce the secrets of heaven. When the kung fu is very deep, as long as it is deduced by him, it can be fulfilled. This jumps out from the present, and It is a glimpse of the current scene from the future, and Bu Banwu has this talent." Kang Shi is a **** who is good at deduction and arranging fate, but if you want to say that he can spy the deepest secrets, it is dawn. The things learned by the ancestors of Tianjimen are quite complicated, including Kangshi's and Lixiao's Daoist biography, and they can't be regarded as anyone's direct lineage. But since it has something to do with Dawn, maybe we can find some records, such as "price".

In the secret door.

The semi-circular palace is like a dome, with the sun, moon and stars listed, exuding a spiritual light, like a cloud of jade-colored mist. At this moment, the two hall masters of Si Bu Dian and Si Lv Dian are sitting cross-legged in each corner, promoting the movement of the immortal artifact in the gate, the Taixian Heavenly Orbit. Because of their special skills, they are deducing the future scene all the time. Regarding the situation of Kyushu, they also have something related to themselves. Just when the people from Sixingdian took their disciples to Tianyanzong, they deduced into an unclear future - Tianjimen was seriously injured by the enemy's attack! As for this enemy, it came from the Demon Court.

The two hall masters suddenly turned pale with shock, and they deduced it several times in a row, but the results were different, but the chance of the Tianji Gate being ruined accounted for half of it. The two of them still felt uneasy in their hearts, after much deliberation, they decided to ask Taixian Tiangui to move! Zhou Tian's stars were revolving, and the spiritual power in them was constantly being pulled away, and the picture in front of them gradually became weird. Just when they were about to see everything clearly, they heard a deep sigh in their ears, and a The phantom of a young Taoist man wrapped in stars appeared in midair.

The two were stunned for a moment, seeing that Taixian Tiangui had stopped operating, they took a deep breath, hurriedly stood up, raised their sleeves and saluted: "I have seen the Supreme Elder."

"You don't need to deduce, the person who should be a sign has already come." The young man said slowly.

The two palace masters looked at each other, their hearts trembling. The elder Taishang has a cultivation base in the sky, and he showed up when the enemy came over, which shows that the enemy is also at this level! The Demon Sect wouldn't do that, so only the Demon Court would be left? That empress? Does she really have no scruples?

The young Taoist didn't pay attention to the thoughts of the two palace masters. The phantom here dissipated, and he arrived a hundred miles outside the Tianji Gate in the blink of an eye. The principle of operation. The cultivator of the Tianji Sect's cultivation is not comparable to that of Yue Zhenguan.

"Fellow Daoist came to my Heavenly Secret Gate, why?" The clear voice contained a strange power, echoing in midair. After the words fell, a red shadow landed like a great sun, and stopped at the peak not far from the young Taoist.

Wen Qingshou glanced at the young Taoist with great interest, raised her sleeves, and said casually: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Yuhe." After a pause, she smiled again, "I only come here to take one thing."

Taoist Yuhe's eyes froze, of course he knew what this person's purpose was. The rumors of the collusion between Tian Yanzong and Yaoting have spread. People at their level communicated with each other, and they actually agreed with Tian Yanzong's idea, but if they really want to make them surrender to the demon court, they can't save face. He hooked the corners of his lips, showing an indifferent smile, and said with a flick of his sleeves: "I heard that the Taoism of the Demon Court is also a true tradition from ancient times, and there is a mending tablet to educate the demons on its behalf. Yuhe is not talented, and I want to learn a thing or two " After a pause, he added, "Whether you win or lose, the Daoist scriptures of Taishang Wuji Sect will be returned in their original form."

Wen Qingshou took a deep look at Taoist Yuhe, and said in a low voice: "Yes." This battle is not only wanted by Yuhe, but also by other masters of the cave.

"My generation's supernatural powers may break the world, why not go to the extreme sky?" Taoist Yuhe suggested again.

With a warm smile, she turned into a red rainbow and rushed to the extreme sky with a flick of her sleeves.

Taoist Yuhe let out a smirk, and immediately followed.

Among the sword mounds.

Ever since Mu Sheng stepped into it, all the monks accompanying her had disappeared, and there was only her and countless buzzing swords in the huge world. Just as the elder said, the evil spirit here is extremely strong, a piece of black land stretches forward, and countless remnants of soldiers are like bones and branches, exuding a bleak and desolate atmosphere. Mu Sheng's eyes were serious, and he was running the exercises to drive away the distracting thoughts in his heart. Once he was assimilated by the sword weapon, he might be trapped in this sword mound forever!

Countless bright lights danced in front of his eyes, forming a heavy sword aura, and the unparalleled sharpness of the sword seemed to cut the sky and the earth. It would be fine if it was just those swords that were discarded and not yet forged, but there are many swords that have lost their master's control. These magical artifacts can neither let go of the past, but also yearn for the coming of a new owner. They have been buried in the sword mound for thousands of years, giving rise to endless resentment... All kinds of emotions are intertwined, and the pure spirituality has long been wiped out do.

Mu Sheng hugged Qin and suppressed the trembling sword species in the sea of ​​consciousness. There are too many mixed sword intents here. She is afraid that her cultivation will not be able to suppress it, and the sword will be polluted by impurities, so she just plucks the strings carefully, turning into sound blades to rush forward. The sword glow coming from her face was knocked away. However, there are too many sword weapons in the sword mound, and the howling wind will never stop, and there will always be several of them passing through the sound blade, cutting on the aura of the body guard, and even leaving a scar on her cheek. bloodstains. Mu Sheng lowered her eyes and wiped the blood on her face with her hand. She sensed a faint breath coming from the bamboo piano, as if something that had been cut in half was waiting to return to a complete state. Mu Sheng's heart froze, he blocked the sound of the sword whistling, felt the aura with all his heart, and finally found a way.

The sword was stuck crookedly in the black soil, forming a bumpy road. The sword weapon has not moved, but those wandering sword qi, which has always been difficult to stabilize, are yearning for a new home like ghosts. They rushed towards Mu Sheng like crazy, even if they were scattered by the sound blade, they manifested again. There is the sword of no return, the sword of killing, and the sword of a hundred battles... The remaining swordsmanship of the former master is engraved in the soul of the sword, turning into a stumbling block in front of Mu Sheng.

The experience this time is different from the previous ones, and there is no one to rely on. This endless road is now only left for her to walk alone. A sense of sadness suddenly rose in Mu Sheng's heart, as if she heard the deep sigh of heaven and earth, she could hardly restrain the urge to cry. Fortunately, she had already made preparations before entering the Sword Tomb. She is no longer the little monk who needs to rely on others everywhere in the past. She has embarked on the path of the Nascent Soul, which is already a proof of her own initiative to seek the Tao. All kinds of emotions are like a breeze, blowing a ripple in the heart lake, and then slowly returning to calm.

Mu Sheng didn't know how long she had been walking, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a mountain made of endless sword weapons.

And on the top of the mountain, there is a sword that is exactly the same as the "Wuhe Sword" stuck on the sword mountain, as if calling her in a low voice.

Dawn Sword—

above the sky.

Taoist Yuhe flicked his sleeves, and a ball of mysterious and brilliant starlight appeared behind him, and then slowly spread out. This is his celestial dharma, Zhou Xing revolves, and heaven and earth are in orbit. What he deduces is the way of the stars, and in terms of supernatural powers, he also cultivates the power of the stars. As long as it is under the cover of his dharma, that side of the world will regard him as the star master, and everything else will be heretics to be suppressed.

Wen Qingchou stood opposite Taoist Yuhe, looking at the star map in front of her indifferently, and her Dharma image was also transformed. In the chaos, the black and white qi began to evolve into the heaven and the earth, forming a mysterious picture of Taiji, but then came the scorching flames, which pulled the heaven and the earth into doom, turning everything into nothingness. Her Dharma form does not form a world by itself, but evolves for a lifetime, and evolves a world.

The battle between Taoist Yuhe and Wen Qingchou shocked other great masters of the cave. In the clouds, phantom incarnations emerged one after another. You must know that at this level of cultivation, everyone cherishes their own morality and life, and rarely fights with their peers. After all, it will take a long time to make up for the lost inspiration and aura. But the one from the Demon Court didn't care about this, he fought with Yue Zhenguan once, and now he is fighting with Taoist Yuhe again. However, Yue Zhenguan's cave doesn't count, after all, he didn't even have time to use the cave, so he couldn't consume much of that person's spirit. Taoist Yuhe is different, he can constantly make up for and strengthen himself in his astrology, and I am afraid it will not end easily.

The phases of Zhou Tian and the stars kept expanding outwards, and they couldn't help colliding with Yin and Yang. Only a loud bang was heard, and countless purple awns were wiped out in the clouds and mist, turning into the sound of rumbling thunder, forming a A terrible thunderstorm. This was just the beginning of the fight - Taoist Yuhe twisted his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab it, and there was a cloud of stars floating like mist. Warmth and sorrow didn't dodge, just stretched out his hand to pat, and saw the ball of jade atomized into debris and scattered.

"Does Yuhe Taoist only have such abilities?" Wen Qingchou looked at the illusory Taoist in front of him indifferently.

Taoist Yuhe's complexion changed slightly, and as soon as the stars turned, countless celestial gangs fell like meteors. There is a great power of the stars hidden in each celestial gang. Among them, the twenty-eight constellations evolve into the appearance of star kings, and they are transformed into Qinglong, Xuanwu, Suzaku and White Tiger, flying from all directions. Although the monks of the human race have the way to restrain the monsters, they can always see the visualization of the four spirits of the monster race in their exercises.

Wen Qingshou sneered, and the dharma behind her was constantly changing. In the midst of birth and death, a sword shadow slowly emerged. The sword shadow did not slash towards the four spirits, but slowly fell towards the void! A ray of energy swept across the sky, cutting the vast star map into two halves. During this process, Taoism collided with each other, and countless stars exploded, but Jianguang was never shaken by it, but everything that came into contact with Jianguang disappeared like a dream bubble in an instant! This sword light pierces through the divine will, there is no way to avoid it! The four spirits disintegrated with the shattering of the star map, and the warmth and sorrow swung away the remaining spirit. The lines generated by karma climbed up on her cheeks, burning like flames. Looking at Taoist Yuhe with warmth and sorrow, he said indifferently: "Friend Yuhe Taoist, do you want to continue?"

"Taishang Wuji? Is this the ultimate way?" Taoist Yuhe murmured to himself, a little lost. Although he is not as good at fighting as the ancestors of Tianyanzong and Taiyizong Dongtian, but the number of years he has entered the realm of Dongtian is longer than that of the demon court. He thought that he was different from Yue Zhenguan, but under this sword, his thoughts were shattered. Naturally, he didn't know that after the sword soul returned to Xianting, what Wen Qingchou held in his hand was the sword of reincarnation that ended all dharmas. How could ordinary Taoism be able to stop it? If he had a divine weapon to protect him at this time, he probably wouldn't have lost so quickly.

Wen Qingchou no longer pays attention to Taoist Yuhe, since it is a competition, he will not be cruel. She turned into a ray of red light and darted towards the Tianji Gate, but she wanted to retrieve the Dao Book of the Supreme Promise Sect. Taoist Yuhe was stunned for a long time, and finally came back to his senses. He sighed and took back the broken star chart. But at this moment, a sudden change happened! Taoist Yuhe's complexion suddenly turned ashen, his body swelled unceasingly, and finally exploded with a bang, countless sword lights flew out from the inside out, smashing the inspiration in mid-air!

"What's going on?" Dongtian Da Neng of Tianjimen's expression changed drastically. His first thought was that warmth and worry had buried his means. The sword energy hidden in the dharma image had not disappeared. He waited for Taoist Yuhe to take back the dharma image. Kill him from the inside out! They were almost about to seek justice from Wen Qingshou, but suddenly, they noticed the evil clouds surging in the extreme sky, and a black-clothed female cultivator with the same appearance as Wen Qingshou came out, she licked the corners of her lips, bent She closed her eyes and said with a smile, "Thank you for the hospitality." The spirit of the cultivator in Dongtian was extremely nourishing, and it instantly lifted her aura. She had been hiding out of the sky, but taking advantage of the opportunity of Taoist Yuhe's loss of consciousness, she mixed evil spirits into that dharma image!

"Is it the evil lord?" How could the Taoist masters of the Taoist sect not be enraged, and they all shot to intercept him.

The evil lord just smiled coquettishly, his figure turned into a mass of black, thick mist, and a pair of faint eyes full of evil intentions looked greedily at Wen Qingshou.

Wen Qingshou's face was calm, and no waves were caused by the fall of Taoist Yuhe. She didn't make a move, because even breaking up the black mist would not help.

After the black mist above the extreme sky disappeared, the shadow of the cave of Tianjimen fell down. One of them was very angry, looked at the warmth and said sadly: "Should the empress wait for an explanation for this matter?"

She raised her eyebrows warmly and said indifferently, "what's the explanation? Is this seat who proposed to fight? "

"But this person is born exactly like you!" The cave cultivator sneered.

"Really?" Warmth replied in a calm and worrying manner, and said again, "I'm afraid he can still manifest as a Taoist of Yuhe now." Seeing everyone glaring at her angrily, she smiled again, pretending to suddenly realize that : "Condolences."

"You—" the Dongtian cultivator who spoke was very angry, but Wen Qingchou was not afraid of him. With a sacrifice of sword light, he fell in front of all the Dongtian Huaying, broke the formation, and cut the Sixing Temple in two! She and Tianjimen don't have a deep hatred, but if the other side insists on pressing each other, how can she have any good looks? A sneer flashed across her eyebrows, and she said again: "If your Excellency refuses to accept it, you can go to the extreme sky again!"

This has already broken a hole in the sky, how can the Tianji Gate dare to accept it? I can only stare at the warmth and sorrow, as if I can vent my dissatisfaction with my eyes. In the end, an older Daoist Dongtian came out to smooth things over and ordered his disciples to return the Dao Book of the Taishang Wuji Sect.

In Tianyan Sect.

When Si Xingdian Mu Chaoshi received the news, it was as if a thunderbolt exploded above his head. If it was other Taishangzhang who fell, he wouldn't be like this. How could it be Taoist Yuhe! Taoist Yuhe is his ancestor, the upper-level force supporting Sixing Temple to seize the position of sect master! Previously, the disciples under the sect had lost a lot, which led to the weakening of the Sixing Temple. Now that even Master Yuhe has fallen, wouldn't all his plans be in vain? Thinking like this, a chill rose in his heart.