Chapter 1134

The Tang family girl went to the Tang family castle alone. Her family affairs were always difficult to say. She didn't want to bring Jingtian in. "It's boring." she sighed deeply and looked like a generation of Sword Fairy carrying a sword box. She said that only when she had been to the divine sword sect did she know that the world was worthless. She didn't want to get involved in the discord of the Tang family. The past may drift away with the wind, she said.

It's hard for Jingtian to say that he is willing to accompany her to Tang family castle. He thinks that Miss Tang is always a little lonely. She is a little weak when fighting and scolding each other. He smiled and said, "I'll go with you."

"What are you doing with me? Look down on people?" the Tang family girl seems to be able to read her heart. "Please accompany your longkui sister."

"I'm not..."

"OK, I'll go myself. You can find a place to rest or wait for me in the inn. I'll go back."

When Jingtian returned to Yong'an, he returned home in gold. At least when he learned that he had joined the divine sword sect, the shopkeeper and his companions boasted again and again.

After a long separation and reunion, the old guy is now in high spirits. He wears a white shirt, matches smoke catkins, bears double swords, and looks like a dragon. His jade face is frost and snow. He is not ashamed of Britain in the world, just like the bright mid sky moon. He is already a figure of the immortal family. The friends were close and afraid of him. After saying a few words, they stood aside.

"Jingtian, you are so powerful now. The important task of maintaining world peace is up to you." the mean shopkeeper Zhao will also say good words.

"Nothing." Jingtian scratched his head, and he realized that he was no longer the guy. Now he can understate the big man who tells the future of the six worlds.

It seems that the future of all living beings lies in his words. Jingtian was a little afraid of it. He remembered the words of the leader of the Chu clan. The divine sword sect arranged the trend of the human world clearly, which was clearly a choice related to the lives of hundreds of millions of people. She said it lightly from her mouth, but Jingtian didn't feel very strange after listening to it.

Maybe this is the divine sword sect, the madman's sect. Jingtian thought he didn't understand anything, and his heart was full of rage.

He could not sit in Yong'an for a moment, and the neighbors came to congratulate him. Jingtian couldn't stand such a warm philistine scene. He hurried away on the pretext that he had something important to do.

When he left Yong'an, Jingtian said sadly, "maybe I can't go back."

He looked lonely as a master and attracted the eyes of passers-by. The aunt pushing the cart to sell vegetables patted him on the shoulder from behind. "Young man, what's the matter with you? Did your sweetheart run away with other men? Oh, this kind of thing is inevitable. Don't be sad."

"No, I'm not lovelorn."

"Oh, you're in the way." aunt has been selling vegetables for ten years. Her heart is as cold as a broken ear root. She pushes Jingtian out for ten feet and pushes the car away slowly.

The rookie of shenjianmen sighed, "what a deep internal force. As expected, the experts are among the people."

Someone shouted at the end of the street: "the ancestor of evil sword fairy has come to Yuzhou to preach the law! Everyone go and see it!"

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited. People who wandered, looked good, set up stalls and did business, regardless of men, women, old and young, poured out. There were swarms of bees on the streets, flying on the eaves and walls, and flying with swords. Jingtian was pushed forward by the crowd. After a while, someone patted him on the shoulder and turned his head. It was the aunt just now, "young man, do you want to listen?"

Jingtian nodded and just wanted to be polite. Aunt pushed him away again. "The young man is too slow. Take a step first!" the woman of more than 300 kilograms jumped into the air with her left foot and right foot. She fell on the roof and didn't even crush the tiles. Jingtian sighed again: "she's really an expert."

No matter whether the master lowers his hand, those who can play in Yuzhou City have come. The Dharma meeting of evil sword fairy is held in the local monk temple. The monks are occupied by the real estate and happy to help the number of people and money. Those who want to spread the Dharma are not ordinary people. They can think of themselves as Sword Fairy, which is determined by life and death. It is said that the evil sword fairy came from the East China Sea and challenged famous masters all the way, without any defeat. He is known as the sect of sword, so he can spread the Dharma.

Jingtian mingled with the crowd listening to the Dharma meeting. He saw that the evil sword fairy himself, who was widely spread, was an old man with ochre and white beard. He had a great bearing. He looked like a generation of masters, and his sword was surging all over, which made everyone tremble. He was by no means a generation with a false reputation. Judging by Jingtian's vision, this old Taoist priest should be second to none even in the divine sword gate. Maybe even the eldest martial brother will defeat him.

He sighed again, "that's the same sentence. Where is the master among the people?" Jingtian thought, "this man is bold and uninhibited under the name of evil sword. Maybe he is a casual and extraordinary temperament. I'll consider whether to make friends with him after listening to his Dharma."

At that moment, the Dharma meeting began. Some monks blew conch, beat Dharma Drum, and raised cards in silence. When the crowd stopped, the evil sword fairy sat on the high platform and began to preach: "I was a latent monk in the East China Sea. When I was a child, I watched Jimo immortal and understood kendo. So I ran away from the ocean and played with fish, shrimp, whale and dragon. After a hundred years of hard work, I became a supreme kendo. Since I landed, I have met mountains, worshipped mountains, walked through doors, and traveled all over the world. I wanted to be an opponent, but I couldn't. therefore, I made a great wish to spread the word to all the people in the world. I hope those who follow me can spread my word. Those who can excel can fight me 。”

After listening to these words, Jingtian sighed in his heart that he had such a boldness of vision. Perhaps the first-class figures of the great master always have no family views and are not paranoid about their status and stature. They would rather have more latecomers challenge and be happy, but they are very different from the ghouls in the Jianghu.

The Dharma meeting will last for thirty-seven to twenty-one days. Jingtian happens to be in time for the first day. He plans to stay in Yuzhou until the end of the Dharma meeting. Such a grand event can't be missed. Speaking during the day and flower fighting performance at night, the whole Yuzhou City will be immersed in a festive atmosphere, just in time for the new year, which is even more happy.

After listening to the sword theory for a day, Jingtian realized that he had made great achievements. This gentleman's way is profound. What's rare is to follow the advice. He can speak plainly and directly without pretending to be profound or hiding. Therefore, no matter how old or young, the master and corporal can understand it. The understanding results vary from person to person.

He went back to the inn. The lobby was deserted. The guests went to the Dharma club more often. The Tang girl drank tea alone, holding a cup without saying a word, and her face was as heavy as water. Jingtian rarely sees her look. Tang Xue sees that such a heroine is always bright and generous. Now it seems that she also has a time of weakness.

"Xuejian, are you okay?"

"Where have you been?" Tang Xue glanced at Jingtian, motionless, neither indifferent nor intimate.

"I went to the Dharma meeting. It's the friar named evil sword fairy. His Kendo is really unique."

"It seems that the evil sword fairy is really proud of her ancestors to be praised by the most outstanding new disciples of the divine sword sect." Tang Xuejian said.

Jingtian sat beside her carefully. "You're in Tang family castle. Is everything going well?"

"Smooth, how not smooth, too smooth." Tang Xue saw patting the sword box behind him. "I cut four or five people in total, and they handed over my grandfather's body. Guess what? The body has been used to raise three corpses and three insects. My grandfather's face is so rotten that I can't recognize it."

"Sorry."

"No, I've avenged Grandpa. His body has been buried on the hillside where he used to go. From now on, I have nothing to do with Tang family castle." Tang Xue took it lightly, and Jingtian found a few drops of blood on her temples.

"There's a flower fight party tonight. Shall we go and see it together?"

"Good." Tang Xue finally smiled. "By the way, let me see what kind of person the evil sword fairy you praise so much."

At the dawn of the lantern, longkui consciously stayed in the sword and never showed up, while Jingtian and Jingtian went on a trip together. The place of Dharma meeting in the monk temple during the day is now on the stage. The accompanying disciples of evil sword immortals are performing sword fighting. Jianghu Xiake who wants to try his skills can also go on stage.

"Don't you try it on the stage?" Tang Xue saw that the spirited look of those practitioners was very gratifying, so she wanted Jingtian to have a try on the stage.

"Why don't we go together." Jingtian is also quite moved.

"Why, elder martial brother Jing wants to point me out?" Tang Xue looks like laughing. Jing Tian knew that she was sad. Now it's a sign that the heart of the sword is lost. If you can't introspect, I'm afraid you'll retreat if you don't advance in your practice in the future.

"I've never fought with you in the door. Let's fight with flowers." Jingtian's eyes were burning. Tang Xue turned his head when he looked at him for a few seconds.

"OK."

They found a free table and stood on it. They were looking at each other from a distance under the lanterns in the corner. Jingtian sees her eyes under the lamp like the evening star, and Xuetian sees him standing like a pine in the crowd. The abbot on the stage has a square heart. When fighting the sword, they only see each other.

Zhaodan sword and Hongying sword intertwined in the air, hovered and rose, and the comet tail was like fire, shining a hundred feet above the head, making the city of Yuzhou bright as day.

Many words need not be said.

The crowd naturally gathered under the stage to look up, the children jumped and applauded, the young men and women exchanged keepsakes, and the old people with beautiful hair relied on sighs. The sword has been shining for 400 years. Since the era of the four masters of the divine sword, it has sharpened an iron scar in the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, which can be given to the sword.

Angel Jing's sword was like the sun wheel, and the warm sword light brushed his face like the spring wind. He didn't say anything and said all the words of comfort.

Snow sees the sword road as sad as a lonely goose in the late autumn. It goes to the horizon in a moment and turns around in a moment. It leaves the hometown one night and returns another day. It sees all kinds of things and people. The sword rainbow is like a bridge, but it can't catch the past time. The scholar has gone, leaving behind the younger generation's long song. The light of the sword is as cold as water, which makes the spectators frost all over their faces.

When she was in front of Jingtian, she was still so cold and hard, but it was clear that she was heartbroken on the sword test platform. She just didn't say that because she knew the world was warm and cold, let alone her relatives died. Even if she was displaced and had a lonely life, how many people could cry for her? It's better to suppress melancholy and pretend nothing than to cry and make people laugh.

Tang Xue saw that she was an orphan in the divine world. The goddess Xiyao, who guarded the divine tree, took the divine fruit to shape and wandered into the world just to meet Feipeng in reincarnation to repay Xiyao's regret. If such a lonely man had not been accepted by Tang Kun and brought up patiently, his soul would have been flying. She has never been close to anyone in the Tang family castle. The family treats her like a foreign guest. She has been secretly ignored since she was a child. Life is like grass, which can only be blown by the wind. If you can't develop a tough temperament, Tang Xue may become a beautiful and delicate rich lady and be sent after Tang Kun's death.

The mourning song can't last long. Tang Xue turned the sword blade after he saw that he had told all his feelings. He spread the incandescent sword formula. For a moment, the sword flew like a lonely star in the polar sky. When it fell, it pulled the rising Qi of the fire spirit of heaven and earth. It was a masterpiece of fierce Yan. The flame light was colorful, which made the four fields flow like brocade. Its potential was like the collapse of Mount Tai, which scared the people to flee in all directions.

The Jingtian sword came out again, as loud as lotus, gently lifted Lieyan, and the sound of the two swords was like a bell chime. Let her sword formula change again and again, like the sea of stars, moon and sun, shuttle back and forth by the sword potential, like swallow and bird lightning hail, all teach Zhao Dan sword to take it easily. Jingtian dances his sword with vigorous spirit. He takes the sky as paper and the earth as cutting. He splashes ink vertically and horizontally and delimits the square. Let's fly the sword. You can't escape the cage of Jingzi.

The two of them had a good fight. The light and shadow were beautiful, which made the people of Yuzhou rejoice. They pressed the remaining sword fighting performances to no one's attention. Such style also attracted the master of the Dharma Association.

When they stand with their swords, the monks will invite them to talk on behalf of the evil sword fairy.

After listening to the lecture all day, Jingtian admired the handsome elder very much and immediately accepted the invitation. Tang Xue saw that she planned to go back to the inn to have a rest, but her companion insisted. She also went to see the evil sword fairy together.

The monks led the way into a secluded scripture hall. The evil sword fairy sat in the main seat. When he saw the guests, he got up to greet them. When they were seated, he introduced a purple woman on the left, "this is a friend of Zixuan Taoism, a descendant of contemporary Nuwa and the head of the human race."

Jingtian and others quickly saluted with fists. "I've seen master Zixuan."

Nu Wa's face is more beautiful than that of an immortal. Unfortunately, her eyebrows are frosty and her mood is deep. In vain, she has reduced her color by three points. She treats people and things very coldly. The guests only nod at the ceremony, which is quite arrogant and unpleasant.

The evil sword fairy asked in a loud voice, "you two have such swordsmanship at a young age. I don't know what school to follow?"

"To tell the truth..." Jingtian is waiting to tell the truth.

"To tell you the truth, we are all family members." Tang Xue smiled and took over.

The evil sword fairy smiled and didn't go deep into it. "I noticed Jingtian Taoist friend at the Dharma meeting today. Do you have any doubts about the Dharma I preached?"

As soon as Jingtian's eyes lit up, he told his doubts one by one. This man's swordsmanship was profound. What he said was not empty talk, but a real pass on the road of cultivation. The evil sword immortal path is very deep. It is true at will. After several instructions, everyone here understands it. Jingtian two people worship.

Both the host and the guest were happy. Unexpectedly, it was almost midnight when the evil sword fairy said to see off the guests. "It's not early. I should go back to the house to practice martial arts. Do you have a place to stay? That's not good." before the guests went out, he suddenly said in a loud voice: "Taoist Jing's life experience is really extraordinary. Don't live up to it."

"Remember your kindness and leave."

When they left, Zixuan, a descendant of Nuwa, asked coldly, "Why are you so polite to these two young people?"

"They are not young people. A God will be reincarnated and a god fruit will turn into form. Which is common?"

"Oh? Are they sent by the divine world?"

"There's no need to make a rash assertion. However, these two gods and souls have never been in the same shell. After their death, they must fall into the ghost world and be imprisoned. Naturally, they are our natural allies, and they bear the destiny. In the future, they may become a help to break the blockade of the six worlds. The great God of the divine world is unwilling to be lonely after being silent for 400 years?" the evil sword fairy smiled and sighed suddenly, "It's amazing that the crazy man yuntianhe of the way of heaven."

"Great? Those who deceive the world and steal fame have broken the six circles of reincarnation and created many sins!" Zixuan sharply refuted, "it's hard to die if you reverse nature like this!"

Evil sword fairy hey ran sneered, "You say he deserves to die, but he can die. Qingluan peak is there. If you want to frustrate your bones and ashes, you can go. Why do you complain? With that man's cultivation ability, he really talks about the constitution. What reincarnation, he will turn against it. Who dares to speak up among the gods, demons, Buddha, ancestors and ghost kings of the Six Worlds? Such majesty and such evil spirit, respect him What is it? "

"If you are such a bone, you don't have to dream of breaking the seal."

"The more you know what kind of mountain your opponent is, the more you can make us be very careful. Those who achieve great things need to walk on thin ice. There are not a few maniacs like you and me who are unwilling to be coerced by the general trend of the divine sword sect. These hundreds of millions of ordinary people can be used by us in a few words, which is a great help. Has he preached for 400 years and changed the world in half? The world depends on the situation The old house is like a fire house. If there are those who suffer, there will naturally be resentment, anger, sadness, greed, anger and infatuation. We just need to guide the grand trend, we can naturally defeat the painstaking management of the four of them. We can use their spear and attack their shield. "

Zixuan frowned. "This is the chess game of our great friars. Why involve all sentient beings?"

The evil sword fairy said meaningfully, "the weak always walk alone, and the strong never stick together."

But they said that Jingtian left the monk temple and walked side by side. When no one spoke, it suddenly snowed in the sky.

"Eh! It's snowing." Jingtian exclaimed.

"Yes, it's snowing."

"Xue, Xue Jian, I found your name so interesting today."

"How interesting?"

"You look good when the snow falls."

"Oh, isn't this girl not good-looking at ordinary times?" Tang Xuejian laughed for a while and said sadly, "do you know why my name is Tang Xuejian? When I was still in my infancy, my grandfather picked me up in the snow. That's what I meant. He raised me for 18 years and never saw me again."

She suddenly whispered, "you buried the mud and bones under the spring, and I sent snow all over the world." Jingtian was stunned. When the street lights were dim, she saw his shoulders filled with snowflakes, and he saw her tears fall to the ground. Tang Xuejian gently brushed the heavy snow off his shoulders, and Jingtian gently wiped the hot tears on her cheeks. "Well, you might as well borrow my shoulder." "OK." Tang Xuejian gently wrapped his back and put his cheek on his shoulder. In Yuzhou tonight, the snow is three feet.