I have a role in the heavens

Liu Zhimao put away the white jade bowl on the table, stood up and walked out. As soon as he reached the door, Chen Pingan's hoarse voice came from behind.

"I hope that the True Lord will seek truth when it comes to the direction of the road and his own life and death."

"Yes!"

Liu Zhimao stopped, turned to look at Chen Pingan, his face was full of seriousness, and he said firmly.

Chen Ping'an sat on a bench, covering his mouth with his hand, coughing continuously, without a trace of blood on his face. His foundation was damaged and his vitality was severely damaged due to his self-defeating literary courage, and he had a big battle with Liu Laocheng. Forcibly controlling the semi-immortal soldiers made things worse and hurt the source.

But these are nothing. Chen Ping'an doesn't care about his injuries. What he cares about most is the details that others don't care about. After he carried Gu Can down the mountain that day, what he wanted was never Little loach, it's a great opportunity, even if Mother Gu Can just asks casually, Chen Ping'an, are you seriously injured, are you okay?

It's a pity that until Chen Pingan stepped out of the Spring Court House, he didn't hear a word of concern from the woman. She was even guarded by the woman and regarded as someone with evil intentions, which really broke Chen Pingan's heart.

"call!"

In the middle of winter, it was foggy. Chen Pingan sat at the table and shrank his shoulders. He lowered his head and held his palms in his hands. He breathed gently to keep warm. He felt cold both physically and mentally.

In the spacious room on the top floor of the high-rise building in Chishui City, a small world is hidden in it. Three towering mountains stand on the earth like pillars of heaven. Three figures sit on the top of the mountain, overlooking everything, high above, like majestic and holy gods. , the whole body exudes a powerful aura, and various Tao rhymes permeate the world, intertwining and integrating with each other.

Qi Jingchun looked away from the water curtain, a smile appeared on her gentle and elegant face, like a spring breeze blowing on her face, giving people a very comfortable feeling, and she slowly spoke.

"Liu Zhimao is very scheming and unpredictable. He is worthy of being an old man. In comparison, although Gu Can is surly and unruly, he is still too immature and cannot defeat this old fox!"

Cui Han's cold eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed across his face, a somewhat interested smile appeared on his face, and he whispered.

"Knowing current affairs and knowing how to advance and retreat, Liu Zhimao, as a veteran in the Nascent Soul Realm, would actually take the initiative to seek peace with Chen Pingan, bow his head, eliminate grudges, and resolve cause and effect. It is really rare!"

"And he actually hid a trick and reserved an escape route for himself, forcing Liu Laocheng to use a trap and not dare to attack him. What a wonderful move!"

Zhou Jue was noncommittal, his large Confucian robes fluttering in the wind, and a strange color flashed across his elegant and handsome face. He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes like torches, penetrating the boundary wall of this small world, and the scene of the sky beyond the sky was reflected in his eyes. In sight.

"It's interesting. These survivors of the ancient heaven are still dreaming of breaking into the human world and causing trouble for me. They really don't know how to live or die!"

The ancient gods are high in the sky. Before the emergence of the human race, the ones who crushed and killed the most were the many demon clans on the earth. Only those true dragons are qualified to be looked at by the gods and gathered under the command of the heaven. Minions and lackeys.

There are five supreme gods in Heaven. Among them, the co-lord of Heaven has the highest status and the strongest strength. He is similar to the master of the sect in later generations. Even the other four supreme gods are lower than him. The status of the sword holder is similar to that of the executioner of the Sword Qi Great Wall in later generations, or the leader of the Ancestral Hall on the mountain. Those wearing armor are equivalent to the hidden officials of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, having insight into everything in the world. The god of fire rules over the stars of eternity, and the god of water guards the long river of time.

In addition, there are twelve high-ranking gods who lift the heaven and earth and drag the stars. Two of them were in charge of the ascension platform and were responsible for guiding the earthly immortals to become the true spirits of the Shinto in human form, which were the so-called ranks of immortals in later generations.

First, swordsmanship and supernatural powers came to the world, and the human race continued to rise and ascend, becoming more and more divine beings through the ascension platform. Later, there was a battle between water and fire, and then the sword holder united with the ancestors of the three religions and the ancestor of the military strategist to ascend to the sky. The sword holder broke the armor with one sword, and the two supreme gods disappeared since then. The human race and the demon race It shattered the old heaven and ended the era of divine rule.

In the far south of the vast world, the majestic city wall reaches as far as the eye can see, towering into the clouds. At the highest point of the city, two figures sit cross-legged, ignoring the fierce cold wind, standing motionless and unchanged forever.

The green robe clung tightly to his body, and three thousand blue silk threads danced in the void. Zhou Jue raised his head suddenly, and two sword lights shot out from his bright and clear eyes, pierced through the void, appeared in the sky, and slashed at a person. The huge and terrifying golden body of the god.

A golden god with a height of ten thousand feet. Behind the god hangs a golden halo, like a treasure wheel of dharma in later generations. The treasure is solemn and majestic. On the arms of this god, the avenue is manifested, each wrapped with a golden thread. A dragon, a python, with a single eye between his eyebrows, looking down at the world, his eyes cold and ruthless, full of condescension.

According to ancient secret records, among the twelve high-ranking gods in ancient times, there is a one-eyed one under the armored one, who is responsible for rewarding and punishing the dragons and water-born fairies in the world. One of his responsibilities is to be responsible for transforming dragons with a high-ranking god of thunder. Chihe and Dragon-Zhanting Platform.

The two sword lights were unstoppable. One sword light shattered a golden divine light emitted from the eyes of the one-eyed man. The sword light drew a beautiful arc in the void, went around behind the god, and cut open the golden circle. Dizzy, the two were in tandem, one slashed into the In the single eye, one person cut off the head of the god, and the golden blood of the god spilled, falling into the long river of time, staining the river surface red. The luck of his god collapsed and fell into various parts of the human world, and was obtained by some lucky people. From then on, the carp jumped over the dragon gate, reached the sky in one step, and achieved great success.

Lizhu Blessed Land, Longquan County, in an old medicine shop in a small town, a white-haired old man was lying on a recliner, shaking slightly, his burly figure giving people a strong sense of oppression, holding a stick in his hand The old cigarette stick puffed out from time to time, spitting out a stream of green smoke that curled into the sky.

"This Zhou Jue is indeed the number one sword cultivator in the human race. He is indeed a killer and decisive in killing. This guy with one eye is tired of living, and he actually dares to provoke this evil star!"

Old Man Yang sat up suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on his old face, his rosy complexion was slightly pale, which did not give people a feeling of aging. He did not grasp the strength in his hand well and broke the old cigarette pole in an instant. , lowered his head and glanced at the old cigarette pole that was broken into two sections, a trace of distress flashed in his vicissitudes of life, and he said angrily.

The One-Eyed Man and Qingtong Tianjun are both twelve high-ranking gods under the five supreme gods. They are old acquaintances. There is not much difference in strength. It's just that Old Man Yang knows the secrets of heaven and current affairs. He has understood the general trend of the world early and has not been affected by it. Expelled from the human world.

"However, Zhou Jue's level of embryo-killing strength is too astonishing. Before he has officially reached the fifteenth level, he has already slaughtered the high-ranking gods of the fourteenth level like pigs and dogs by ascending to the sky. It's an understatement!"

A trace of fear flashed through the turbid eyes of Qingtong Tianjun, Old Man Yang, and the expression on his face kept changing, feeling in awe of Zhou Jue's strength.

"boom!"

An illusory but actual river of time emerged in the void, setting off huge waves, and began to flow backwards. Time went back, and the fallen one-eyed man was about to be resurrected. Two sword lights shined again, cutting off time and space, making The long river of time became calm again.

"Hmph, Zhou Jue, you are too bold. You dare to kill my general. You haven't really reached the fifteenth level yet!"

A rough and majestic voice resounded across the long river of time, causing the calm river surface to stir again. The surging waves surged upstream, annihilating the two extremely brilliant sword lights, trying to pull the one-eyed man from the endless abyss. Pull back.

"Armored One, if you were to resurrect him today, then I, Zhou Jue, would be too incompetent!"

At the highest point of the Great Sword Qi Wall, the green-shirted Sword Immortal sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up. His tall and straight posture was like the sharpest sword in the world. The sharpness emanating from his body was unstoppable and unparalleled. He cut through the cold wind and tore apart The void has cut off the long river of time and traversed a period of time and space. No matter how surging the huge waves are, it is difficult to continue to swim upstream, go back in time, and resurrect the fallen one-eyed man.

Above the long river of time, stands a burly giant wearing golden armor. He is sacred and majestic. Just standing there without moving makes time begin to distort, and it is faintly unable to bear his presence. His whole body exudes an iron-blooded aura, like a battlefield. General, who has experienced more than a hundred battles, a terrifying pressure passed through the long river of time and enveloped the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Countless sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi only felt their bodies sink, their sword hearts trembled, and a terrifying coercion fell from the nine heavens, causing their flying swords to tremble continuously, and made a series of sword sounds that resounded throughout the entire city. The world.

Zhou Jue's sword eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flickered from the slit of his eyes, his figure was slightly twisted, as if blending into the void, he took a step forward, disappeared at the highest point of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and appeared on the long river of time, with This armored man, one of the five supreme gods of the ancient heaven, faced off.

"Armored One, you are just a lost dog now. It is not your turn to run wild in this world!"

Zhou Jue's ordinary face showed a sarcastic look. He was not afraid of the supreme god of the ancient heaven and the great monk of the fifteenth realm. A sharp edge came out of his body, cutting off the pressure of the god, and said with a smile.

The armor-wearer's whole body was shrouded in golden armor, and the expression on his face could not be seen at all. Only a pair of golden eyes flashed with an extremely cold light, and a blue-white cold air spread, making the time flow under his feet. Everything began to freeze, and the cold air surged towards Zhou Jue downstream, trying to freeze him on the long river of time.

"How dare you show off such a small skill in front of me!"

Zhou Jue smiled coldly, raised his right foot slightly, and then stamped on the river surface hard. The river of time suddenly became turbulent, breaking all the ice. At the same time, he opened his mouth, blew lightly at the armored man, and melted For a ray of spring breeze blowing away the blue-white cold air.

The leather-armored man spread his legs and rushed downstream from the upstream of the Time River, rushing towards Zhou Jue downstream. The sound was so powerful and unstoppable that time and space were shaken by it. He clenched his fists with both hands and blasted out violently, causing the fist to shatter. There are cracks in the void, and it is dark and deep, like an abyss that chooses people to eat, making people feel frightened.

Zhou Jue looked stern, raised his right hand slowly, moved his thin lips up and down, and a vast and majestic voice resounded throughout the four worlds and reached the ears of hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

"Here comes the sword!"

East Aquarius Island, Shujian Lake Qingxia Island, in the hut at the entrance of the mountain, a sword light penetrated the sky and the earth, shot into the long river of time, fell into the palm of Zhou Jue, slender white fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, and pointed towards With the previous wave of his hand, he hit the fairy sword, and the brilliant sword light was like a galaxy, sweeping out overwhelmingly, drowning the figure of the armored man, and the vast scene shook the entire human world.

"boom!"

The fist was indestructible, and the armored man rushed out of the sword-light galaxy and came to Zhou Jue. He waved his arms hundreds of millions of times in an instant, and the afterimages were densely covered, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

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Faced with such a terrifying and ferocious offensive, Zhou Jue let out a long roar and advanced instead of retreating. The long sword in his hand also shot out hundreds of millions of sword lights, constantly colliding with the iron fist. The loud rumbling noise was heard endlessly, and the entire time was There was a riot, time was distorted in ancient and modern times, history has changed, and the fate of hundreds of millions of sentient beings has been changed by the aftermath of the battle.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Two powerful men who were rare in ancient and modern times had a fierce battle on the long river of time. The two sides refused to give in to each other, constantly colliding and entangled, and fighting until the sky fell and the earth collapsed, and the ghosts and gods were shocked.

This unprecedented battle between the two awakened a certain being who was sleeping at the bottom of the long river of time. The tall woman in white closed her eyes tightly, her eyelids trembled slightly, she suddenly opened her eyes, and looked up. A cold and sweet voice sounded in the turbulent waves. The sound was heard clearly in the ears of Zhou Jue and the armored man.

""The way of heaven collapses, only one sword can move mountains, cut off rivers, topple seas, subjugate monsters, suppress demons, command gods, pick stars, destroy cities, and open the sky! "

The rusty iron sword hanging under the covered bridge in Lizhu Paradise Town shone with cold light and shot out a dazzling supreme sword light, tearing open the sky of the vast world and rushing into the long river of time.

This supreme sword energy tore apart the huge wave of ten thousand feet high in the long river of time, appeared in the void, and collided with Zhou Jue's sword light and the armored man's fist. With a loud bang, countless laws in the world collapsed. The order was shattered, and the founders of the three religions couldn't sit still. They jumped out of the small cave where they were, and appeared on the long river of time.

"You two, it's better to stop for now. If the fight continues, the four worlds will be destroyed!"

The Taoist ancestor who looked like a young Taoist boy was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a solemn and solemn look on his face. His old voice echoed in the void and reached the ears of Zhou Jue, the armored man.

"Bang!"

The fairy sword in Zhou Jue's hand struck the armored man's iron fist again. The two stepped back, distanced themselves, and stopped fighting.

Zhou Jue's eyes flashed with astonishing fighting spirit. He glanced at the founder of the three religions, then moved his eyes to the tall woman in white at the bottom of the river. He nodded slightly, turned around and left, returning to the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall. He left behind a cold and domineering message.

"Armor-wearer, I will spare your life today. I will kill you with my sword after I enter the fifteenth realm!"

The armor-wearer snorted coldly, and a majestic and indifferent voice sounded from the golden armor. His golden eyes glanced at the awakened sword holder and the founder of the three religions. His figure became illusory and distorted, and at the same time he disappeared into the long river of time. above.

"Arrogant and arrogant, let's put a truce for today. After the sky cries, I will definitely kill you with my fists!"

The Patriarchs of the Three Religions looked at the disappearing armored man with a look of regret on their faces. This guy was too slippery and he just ran away when he saw the situation was bad. Otherwise, the three Patriarchs really wanted to join forces with Zhou Jue to kill him completely. Stay and reduce the pressure on the human race in the future.

"That's all. After all, the armored one is one of the five supreme gods. The great monks of the fifteenth realm are not so easy to kill. Let's leave it to the younger generations of the human race to deal with them!"

The Holy Master smiled, his figure dimmed, and disappeared into the long river of time. The solemn Buddha and the young Taoist looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and disappeared at the same time.

The tall woman in white at the bottom of the river slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep again. She didn't know when she would wake up completely.

Over Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, a sword light fell from the sky and landed in the hut where Chen Ping'an lived. The fairy sword was returned to its sheath. The sound of the sword chanting echoed throughout Shujian Lake, alarming Liu Zhimao on Gongliu Island. The look in his eyes A flash of shock flashed through his face, and he finally understood why Mr. Liu fled in such a panic that day. It turned out that the long sword carried by the young man in Mud Bottle Alley was the sword of the great swordsman back then.

Liu Zhimao unconsciously touched his left arm with his right hand, feeling a dull pain. Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he sighed, feeling powerless.

"That's all, I will comply with the conditions proposed by Chen Ping'an that day, whether it's Gu Canniang's personal backhand or the ghost Xiu Hongsu. The top priority is to resolve the cause and effect with him as soon as possible and clear up the grievances."

On this day, someone from the sword room came outside to tell Chen Ping'an that Feijian from another country came to Qingxia Island. He quickly left the house. This time the letter from Feijian was Zhong Kui's reply.

Zhong Kui said in the letter that he was in an emergency recently, so he pulled out the carrots and brought out the mud. There were demons everywhere at the foot of Tongyezhou Mountain. Although it was not as dangerous as before, it was even more disgusting. It could be said that there were endless demons to kill. He can't get away from the devil for the time being, but he will come to help as soon as he has free time. However, he still hopes that Chen Pingan will not have too high hopes. After all, he will not be able to leave Tongyezhou in the short term. .

Chen Ping'an was a little worried about his friends. Zhong Kui had been stripped of his title of gentleman by the academy and had become a ghost. Once he encountered a demon in the Nascent Soul Realm, he would lose the protection of the academy and lose the biggest amulet.

The young man in Mud Bottle Alley was not disappointed that Zhong Kui could not come to help. He always had a sincere heart and never complained about others, but only reflected on himself.

Chen Ping'an put away the secret letter, walked out of the sword room, and began to mutter, laughing and scolding Zhong Kui in his heart for being unjust. The letter contained a lot of news similar to the Hudi newspaper, Yao Jinzhi was drafted into the palace, and the three Daquan princes Wonderful There are many ups and downs, including the burial of the River Goddess, the great blessings of the Goddess of the River, and the successful promotion of the Biyou Mansion to the Biyou Water God Palace. There are a lot of things that have been mentioned, but there is not even a magic trick that can command ghosts to be unearthed and invite spirits to return to the sun. Not written on the letter.

Not long after Chen Pingan left the sword room, the island owner Liu Zhimao came here without any warning, leaving all the sword room monks in silence. This Lord Jiejiang had almost never stepped into this sword room. He had his own Immortal Family that he used alone. The high-grade small sword tomb can send and receive flying sword messages, and it is more hidden and convenient.

Liu Zhimao put his hands behind his back, bent down and stared carefully at the Taiping Mountain Messaging Flying Sword that was absorbing spiritual energy. Taiping Mountain came into view, which made his expression slightly change, and he wanted to resolve the grudges with Chen Pingan more and more.