I have a role in the heavens

Gu Xiaosang's eyes were soft, like a lake that can immerse people's hearts. Her right foot came out of her white boots. It was delicate and fleshy, with slender fingers. It looked hazy under the stockings. Immediately, she kicked off her left foot. After untying her boots with both hands, her white dress fell like clouds and folded at her feet. Every move she made was like dancing.

Lu Chunyang quickly looked away, complaining secretly in his heart.

"Don't look at anything inappropriate, but the young monk has finally broken the precepts. He can no longer be considered a boy. He was actually pushed back by the demon girl. It is really embarrassing and unmanly. How can a woman take the initiative in such a thing? ?”

Jiang Zhiwei left the void and returned to Lu Chunyang's quiet courtyard. Her goose-yellow dress was fluttering in the wind, and she looked at Lu Chunyang with some doubts on her face and asked.

"Uncle, what did you say about the infatuated woman just now?"

Lu Chunyang showed a half-smile expression on his face, with a joking look in his eyes, and said to the confused Jiang Zhiwei.

"Your little friend has now broken his lust guard and got together with the big Luo witch!"

"How do you feel? I remember that this little monk came to Xijian Pavilion specifically to express his love to you!"

"Now that he has moved on to another person, can you be disappointed?"

Jiang Zhiwei looked slightly startled, then smiled freely, as bright as a flower, and generous. She didn't mind at all, but was full of blessings and sincerity, and spoke very calmly.

"How could the disciple be so narrow-minded? The young monk confessed his love to the disciple that day. The disciple had already explained his life aspirations to him. How could he be dissatisfied because he found happiness!"

When Lu Chunyang heard this, a look of disappointment clearly flashed on his handsome face, and he felt bored. He just liked to watch the fun. Jiang Zhiwei actually had no feelings for the young monk at all between men and women, and it was just a simple friendship. This made him feel a little bit. Surprisingly, I thought Jiang Zhiwei would be somewhat fond of Meng Qi, but now it seems that he is overthinking it.

"Hey, you girl, you are really a born ruthless swordsman. With the same virtue as your master, your heart is as cold as ice!"

Lu Chunyang complained about his junior brother, and the image of Jiang Zhiwei in the future emerged in his mind. She was dressed in light yellow, with a sword on her waist, and a stern expression. She had no expression at all, and had a dead fish face. She looked the same no matter what, making people stay away and dare not Get close and be feared by the world.

"Disciple is different from master!"

Jiang Zhiwei looked solemn, staring at Lu Chunyang very seriously and said, her eyes were full of determination, and something faintly emerged that Lu Chunyang could not understand, which made him look confused, not understanding what Jiang Zhiwei meant by this.

"Uncle, disciple, take your leave!"

Jiang Zhiwei lowered her head, her starry eyes were like water, and there was a trace of loss. It was fleeting and was not noticed by anyone. Her palms tightly grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist, as if only this magical weapon could bring her some comfort and strength. Keep her from wavering and retreating.

Jiang Zhiwei turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, her steps were firm and heavy, and she held the sword Shenwei tightly. A bright light flashed on the sword, like a dream, and a sad whisper echoed, carried to the distance by the wind, making People feel inexplicably sad.

"The only thing I love in my life is the seven-foot sword, which kills me when I see what I am and what I am not!"

Listening to the whispers coming from not far away, Lu Chunyang's face showed understanding. He also said that he had no good impression of the young monk. How could he recite these words again for no reason? He was obviously still sad.

There was a hint of wavering in Jiang Zhiwei's expression, which was very rare for her. A person is like a sword. Jiang Zhiwei is a free and easy woman, straightforward, resolute and courageous. She never hesitates about anything. She has always been a woman who does not give in to men. Strange woman.

"Seven feet can understand the meaning of lovesickness. When will the sword know my heart?"

This last sentence never came out of Jiang Zhiwei's lips. She lowered her head and glanced at Bing Baojian, and just asked silently in her heart. A bitter meaning emerged in the depths of her eyes. She understood that her feelings were taboo. If Once it is revealed, it will inevitably cause an uproar. He, his master and himself will all lose face and fall into the public opinion of the world. They will be criticized by others. Those in Xijiang Pavilion will also become the laughing stock in the world, so they can only express their feelings. Bury deeply and dare not expose it.

"It's good now, at least I can stay by his side!"

After that, the aura of the divine weapon and Jiang Zhiwei's aura completely merged into one, the Qi movement was harmonious, a shackle in the body was opened, the aura on the body increased sharply, and he entered the fifth level of the outdoor scene.

There was no trace of happiness on Jiang Zhiwei's face. There was no wave in the ancient well, and her heart was like a mirror, unstained by dust. Her beautiful and pretty face was a bit colder. It was different from the bright and generous face in the past. It gradually became somewhat similar to Su Wuming's demeanor. It seemed that she was Entering the realm of supreme forgetfulness.

The early wind is blowing, and it is still snowing in February. In my ears, I can hear the sound of the new disciples of Xijiang Pavilion practicing their swords. The swords are clanging and very sharp. In front of me are the flawless white mountains covered with silver. Jiang Zhiwei is calm, wearing a thin goose-yellow dress. , walking in the cold.

Her back became dark, as if all the changes in the world were condensed into one point, with no before or after, no self or self, no past, no present and no future. The void collapsed here, and time solidified slightly here. Everything starts from this point, and all fruits originate from this point. It is dazzling, destroying everything, opening up everything. A Supreme Sword Lord jumps out from it, wearing a robe and holding a magic weapon. It is majestic, ancient and vast. , sacred, a heavy breath of time permeates the air, the sword cuts through the past and present, spanning eternity, making people awe-inspiring.

For more than half a year, Jiang Zhiwei has been miserable in her heart. She can only numb herself with practice, which is in line with the state of mind of the Supreme Being who forgets his love in the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra". How can one forget love if he is ruthless? Only when love is deeply rooted and entwined can he experience that feeling. With this lofty state of mind that transcends the world and transcends oneself, the cultivation level breaks through again and enters the sixth level of the outer world. There is only one step left to cross the second ladder and achieve the realm of the master. It can be said that the progress is astonishing and far ahead. among peers.

The clouds soared into the sky. The light was bright and clear. Jiang Zhiwei saw the long-lost Samsara Square. She saw Zhang Yuanshan in a Taoist robe, Meng Qi holding a sword, Qi Zhengyan in a flowing green shirt, Ruan Yushu in a white skirt that beat the snow, Zhao Heng in a black and yellow body, the weak and innocent Fu Really true.

Jiang Zhiwei stepped out of the beam of light, and happened to hear Ruan Yushu teasing Meng Qi. There was a narrow look on his cold face, and his dark attributes were clearly visible.

"All my brothers admire you."

Meng Qi looked at Ruan Yushu in confusion, wondering how he could be admired by the young masters of the Ruan family in Langya because he didn't seem to have done anything earth-shattering recently.

"What do you mean by this?"

Ruan Yushu's skin was as bright as moonlight, and his face was dignified and cold. Only when he cut it open could he see that it was black inside.

"They are accustomed to advocating all kinds of emotions that are not afraid of the world. They feel that they are as beautiful as the music of the piano. They are not afraid of the distinction between good and evil, and are not afraid of the Luo religion. They are not afraid of being hunted down by the Luo Jiao. They can move the witches with their emotions. This is really a very human being and an extraordinary thing!"

Ruan Yushu praised Meng Qi seriously, but his tone was a bit off, a bit joking, and his eyes were rolling, bright and clear, full of cunning.

Meng Qi's expression suddenly froze on his face, and he laughed dryly, not knowing how to answer. I don't know who spread the news, making the relationship between him and Gu Xiaosang public, and the whole world was in an uproar!

Now, the incident between Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang has been spread outside and has become a hot gossip among others. Everyone is discussing the two of them, wondering whether Meng Qi influenced the Da Luo witch or whether he surrendered and was deceived by the witch.

When Jiang Zhiwei saw this, a rare smile appeared on her cold face, but there was no bright spring like before. It was like the sun in the cold winter. Although it was bright, it couldn't feel the heat. It was just better than nothing.

"Yushu, don't tease him about this. It's a good thing that they like each other. We should congratulate him!"

Meng Qi averted his eyes with a guilty conscience. Although he and Gu Xiaosang had accomplished good things, they had not established a relationship. Facing Jiang Zhiwei, his former crush, he felt inexplicably embarrassed and a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to deal with it.

"Who you like and who you stay with is your own business. We all believe that you will not destroy your conscience and self-destruction for external reasons. And even if you really like the witch, if she still does evil, if I meet her, I won’t show mercy to you either.”

Jiang Zhiwei has principles in her heart and integrity in her body. She will not destroy her conscience and give up her bottom line just because of personal emotional factors. Therefore, she made it clear that she does not want Meng Qi to fall into the devil's path and become a heretic.

Meng Qi didn't want to continue on this topic, so he quickly diverted everyone's attention, his expression became a little more solemn, and he reminded.

"Everyone, please be careful. I went to the Southern Wilderness before, met the Blood Clothes Cult, and offended the Blood Sea Rakshasa severely. I am afraid that the difficulty of this mission will increase again."

"Now prepare for the death mission. Let's exchange the items we collected into good deeds first!"

Qi Zhengyan spoke with an expressionless face and a worried look. He had inherited the Demon Lord's inheritance and was now considered a half-devil. If his identity was exposed in the future, he would not know how to get along with his friends.

After speaking, Qi Zhengyan walked to the central jade pillar and lied calmly.

"This time I encountered the cave of a fallen master and gained a lot of benefits."

"Meet the cave again?"

Jiang Zhiwei and others had expressions of surprise on their faces, this was comparable to Xiao Meng's luck!

Qi Zhengyan took out the items and secret books, threw them all into the central jade pillar, and said after a while.

"Including the remaining merits from the past, the total is exactly 20,000 good deeds. I am currently in the third level of heaven and am about to cross the first level of the ladder."

Jiang Zhiwei's dark eyebrows showed a slight wrinkle, and she vaguely felt that Qi Zhengyan was a little weird. She took out the harvest from completing the mission of the Immortal Miracle this year and said softly.

"I have gained something this year."

After exchanging each piece, plus the remaining bits from before, Jiang Zhiwei had more than 10,000 good deeds. She did not exchange the Three Lives Jade Plate for good deeds. The exercises that could be practiced by the Emperor of Heaven before he became a enlightened man were a magical book. It was handed over to the sect as a foundation.

Jiang Zhiwei looked a little strange, thought about it for a moment, and then said seriously.

"One more thing, my White Rainbow Sun Sword is already a magic weapon, it should be helpful to our mission!"

Everyone was shocked, with a bit of disbelief in their expressions. They knew how difficult it was to refine the magic weapon. When the Ruan family of Langya lost the Du Ren Qin, they also tried to refine the magic weapon several times, but unfortunately they failed several times. Instead, most of the collection was wasted, which can be said to be a heavy loss. How did Jiang Zhiwei succeed in refining the magic weapon?

Jiang Zhiwei seemed to know everyone's doubts, a hint of bitterness flashed deep in her eyes, and she said in a condensed voice.

"It was my uncle who took action and used the Taiyin chalcedony given by the Ruan family that day and the precious blood of Demon King Taili to successfully refine it!"

Everyone suddenly realized, with a look of envy on their faces, that was a magic weapon. If the martial arts sect did not have the Dharma Body, it would have to rely on the magic weapon to suppress the sect and pass it on. For the sect, a magic weapon is more powerful than the Dharma Body. Important, after all, the lifespan of the Dharma Body is only two hundred years, but the Divine Weapon can be passed down for tens of thousands of years, suppressing luck, and is the guarantee for the inheritance of martial arts sects and aristocratic families.

"The magical powers of the Pure Yang Sword God are truly terrifying!"

Meng Qi is well aware of the difficulty of refining divine weapons. The immortal Dou Mu Yuanjun, a master of the half-step dharma body realm, went to complete the exclusive mission of the divine weapons in order to refine the divine weapons. He also narrowly escaped death and almost died. All collections and numerous good deeds.

After being amazed, Ruan Yushu took a step forward and introduced his situation.

"I borrowed my good deeds and exchanged them for time. Now I am in the third heaven. When I was traveling, I came across a piece of top-quality protective gear, 'Guanghan Jade Clothes'. It can awaken my soul and rebound frostbite on enemies. It is equivalent to ten layers of a golden bell." Defense, but each time it is activated, it consumes a lot of energy, I can complete it three times at most."

Ruan Yushu also joined the Immortal Traces Organization. After completing the Immortal Traces mission, Ruan Yushu practiced for nearly a year and received more heavenly materials and earthly treasures from his family. He then exchanged part of the good deeds gained for more time to ensure that he could reach the third level of heaven. , and at the same time exchanged all the secret treasures for protection from home into good deeds, plus the remaining part, in exchange for this Guanghan Jade Clothes worth 9,200, which is equal to the defensive power of the seventh level of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills.

"I don't have any good deeds now, but I borrowed a top-quality Qin Qin from home on the pretext of observing and comparing."

Ruan Yushu, as a much-loved younger member of the family, has a lot of money and easily borrowed the top-quality piano, which is really enviable.

Others have also gained something, but not as good as Jiang Zhiwei and others. Their strength has reached about the third level of the outdoor scene, and the strength of the team has increased a lot.

"This time, secret treasures, talismans, seals and other items are prohibited. Our preparations are very simple. We have two furnaces of Dongji Longevity Pills. Even if we don't have spare weapons, we must replace them with the best ones now. The same goes for protective gear. In short, we must do our best and leave nothing behind." Pity."

Meng Qi looked solemn and made the suggestion with great solemnity. This is a death mission, and there is no room for slacking off. You need to be fully prepared, otherwise everything will be in vain once you die.

Jiang Zhiwei didn't seem to be affected by the pressure of the death mission. She thought about it and said calmly.

"I just need to exchange it for a piece of Baobin's top-quality seamless heavenly clothing."

Jiang Zhiwei has divine weapons to protect her body. If she attacks with all her strength, she can unleash a blow comparable to that of the Dharma Body. Even if she doesn't go all out, she can still exert her strength comparable to the peak of an outdoor grandmaster. With such strength, she should be able to survive this death mission with confidence. of.

"Seamless Heavenly Clothes, a treasure-level protective gear (the best). It is said that in ancient times, every thousand years, a divine weapon-level seamless Heavenly Clothes came out in heaven. It can appear to people in the form of golden armor and light robes, and it can be used by heavenly generals. One piece, after ancient times, latecomers often imitated the heavenly clothes. This piece was added with materials such as Weaver Girl's Silk and "Galaxy Water". It was the best among them. It was close to the divine weapon, invulnerable to water and fire, traveled across the Milky Way, and was equal to gold without the need for hair. The perfect physical defense of the ninth level of the Bell Jar. If activated, depending on the level, it is at the level of the tenth level to the eleventh level of the Golden Bell Jar. However, there are three 'cover doors' that are constantly swimming, and the spiritual defense is the same. Lowering one level is worth nine thousand seven hundred good deeds.”

The completion of the ninth level of the golden bell mask marks the first level of the ladder, the completion of the tenth level is the second level of the ladder, the eleventh level is the third level of the ladder, and the completion of the twelfth level can condense the Dharma body, so in In the stage where the physical defense has not yet widened the substantial gap with the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, the perfection of the ninth level is roughly equal to the fourth level of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, the perfection of the tenth level is the seventh level, and the perfection of the eleventh level is a little closer. It is equal to the Nine Heavens, not the half-step Dharma Body of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques.

This is only physical defense, and the spiritual defense is much worse than that of Bajiu. However, Jiang Zhiwei has also practiced the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique, and is the Immortal Jade Cauldron. With the assistance of this technique, the protective power is enough!

Qi Zhengyan stepped forward silently, as if he had already thought about it, and directly spent 9,500 good deeds to exchange for a "Celestial Armor". It is famous for its toughness, and its defense in head-to-head encounters is stronger than that of the Seamless Heavenly Armor. Guanghan Jade Clothes is half good, but it is a bit worse in the face of attacks like feminine penetration, and it has no effect of traveling across the sky and injuring the enemy. However, for the descendant of the Demon Lord, feminine penetration is the strong point.

Qi Zhengyan exchanged the broken scales of the Arctic True Dragon to upgrade the Dragon Marked Red Gold Sword to the highest level, spending a total of four thousand good deeds.

Meng Qi also took out the Heaven's Injury and exchanged it for the Thunder Pond Amethyst, upgrading it to the highest quality. After spending four thousand good deeds, the wound in the sky became heavier and heavier, as if it could shake the void itself.

"Heaven's Wound, treasured weapon (the best), made of red gold from the sky, amethyst bluestone for solidity, lightning struck spiritual wood for the handle, blended with many precious materials... It is extremely heavy, more than 900 kilograms. It has a certain ability to deal with all kinds of thunder and lightning. The power of control is extremely powerful. If it is activated with all its strength, depending on the user's realm and strength, it can exert the effectiveness of an ordinary master to a half-step Dharmakaya, which is worth nine thousand seven hundred meritorious deeds."

Meng Qi shook Tianzhizhi, feeling that he could kill the enemy just by relying on speed and weight. The heavier, the better.

"Given your special ability to create the world, it would be best to have a sword that is nothing magical but sharp."

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiwei suddenly suggested to Meng Qi.

"It only has the sharp attribute. Put all the improvements on it and cooperate with the creation of the world. How terrifying would that be?"

Meng Qi's heart suddenly moved, he nodded, searched around in the exchange book, and found a treasure called "Jade-cutting Sword".

"The jade-cutting sword is a treasure weapon (the best). It is made of nine pieces of white tiger gold. It cannot cause changes in the celestial phenomena. It has no supernatural phenomena. It is extremely sharp. A simple collision can cut off lower-grade weapons. If it is triggered, it depends on the realm of the holder. And strength, middle-grade and some top-grade can also be obtained, worth nine thousand eight hundred meritorious deeds."

"good."

Meng Qi nodded with satisfaction. As a rich man, he could easily spend a lot of money and exchange it.

The weapons were complete, only protective gear was missing. Meng Qi's Qingyuan Taoist robe was damaged in the Nine Heavens, so he looked through the Taoist robe series and picked out the "Kunlun Taoist Robe". It was similar to the seamless heavenly robe in every aspect, but it could not be used to travel. Tianhe, but with the ability to follow changes, is worth nine thousand seven hundred good deeds.

As far as Meng Qi was concerned, the Kunlun Taoist robe without triggering was simply not as good as his powerful physical body that practiced the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques. It was purely for use at critical moments. But as the "Yuanshi Tianzun", he naturally has to wear the "Kunlun Taoist Robe". This is Meng Qi's idea, and it is not enough for outsiders.