Leisurely cultivating life

The ferocious black figure uttered a shrill scream in horror, and then disappeared without a trace, completely annihilated.

"Master~"

Zhong Xun's voice trembled, his face was bitter.

Palm Yi looked at Zhong Xun with a cold look in her beautiful eyes.

Although she had expected the situation where she had been trapped for thirty years, she never expected it to end like this.

In the past, everything she promoted was completely denied. If she came back later... Thinking of the consequences, she looked at Zhong Xun with a colder expression.

It can be said that if it is not for keeping Zhong Xun, it will still be of great use.With her temperament, this person's life would still be spared.

At this moment, Zhong Xun was also crying incessantly in his heart, only feeling a faint coldness emerging from the bottom of his heart, getting colder and colder.

As for Palm Yi, he never expected that there would be a day to see her again.

Thinking about what I had done, apart from fear, I also breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, as the elders in charge, they assisted Palm Yi in dealing with Jianmen's affairs. Naturally, they were always in danger when someone stood in front of them, but now it's their turn to take charge of Jianmen, so they know how difficult it is.

Otherwise, with his dignified status as the elder in charge of the sword sect, why bother to plot evil things on his own descendants.

a few days later.

There was a complete commotion up and down the sword gate, and the master of the sword gate, who had not been seen for a long time, came out.

At the same time, pass down a series of strange methods.

All of a sudden, Jianmen became lively, whether it was outer disciples, inner disciples, or even true disciples, there was a lot of discussion.

Because almost every Jianmen disciple has received a meditation idea.

Not long after a true disciple who had gone out entered the mountain gate, a deacon disciple sent a list.

"Visual thinking? What kind of method is this?"

"Senior brother, this is a wonderful method passed down by the sect master."

The deacon disciple listened to the disciple's question and did not dare to be negligent, so he said it clearly.

However, he didn't know much about this conception, so the true disciple waved his hand to make him retreat, and went back to his residence. After reading the conception once, he couldn't help but spit out He breathed a sigh of relief and said in admiration: "It really is a wonderful method."

"Visual ideas?"

In a palace somewhere in Jianmen, a young man in black robe frowned slightly, looked at the meditation in his hand, and said to himself: "What does the Lord of Jianmen want to do?"

"Forget it, let's report this matter first."

The young man put away his meditation thoughts and walked out of the sword gate quietly.

And on the highest peak of Jianmen, Palm Yi and Chi Song stood with their hands behind their backs, and behind them stood five people in the robes of elders in charge, all quietly watching the backs of the young people who were going away.

"Master, let him steal the Supreme Law?" An elder in charge couldn't help but ask.

"Next, fully promote the idea." Palm Yi ignored it and gave the order directly.

"Yes."

The five elders in charge bowed together and responded.

After a few days of fermenting in the ears, the news of the master of the sword gate's exit spread completely in the Chizi country, and at the same time, there was also the idea of ​​seeing it.

Zhongtaki Mansion.

Chi Song looked at Lian Ling, and said: "As a teacher, I have to travel a long way. I don't know when I will return. It may be dozens of years, or it may be more than a hundred years. I have something to tell you."

Lian Ling was a little terrified, but he still tried his best to maintain his superficial composure, bowed and said, "Teacher, please tell me."

Chisong looked at him, nodded secretly, and said: "I have a method here, and I will pass it on to you now, and you must always practice diligently."

As he spoke, he transmitted a formula into his ears.

Afterwards, he took out another magic weapon, handed it to Lian Ling, and said, "This magic weapon is for your protection."

After passing down the method of sacrificing the magic weapon, he took out the nine-storied jade pagoda the size of a palm, and said: "This is what the teacher did, and I can't tell you clearly now. If there is a change in one thing, it will even hurt you, so you keep this jade pagoda, if after a hundred years, the teacher has not come back, you can open this pagoda according to the formula I passed on to you."

Lian Ling knelt down, kowtowed and said, "Teacher, this disciple has written it down, and I dare not forget it in the future."

Chi Song helped him up, and said: "You will practice here in the future, there are medicines for cultivation left by the master in this Qiankun bag, which is enough for your cultivation."

Lian Ling nodded seriously.

After arranging everything, Chisong patted Lian Ling's shoulder, and a ray of light shot up into the sky.

……

In the blink of an eye, several years have passed.

In the past few years, Hokuriku has not undergone any major changes. It is calm on the surface, but undercurrents are turbulent in the dark.

With the release of the master of the sword gate and the spread of the idea of ​​conception, the overall strength of the bottom disciples of the sword gate has been greatly improved.

All countries believe that the Lord of the Sword Gate may have obtained the authentic artifact of the Kingdom of God in the land of mist.

Because of this, there are more and more spies and spies in Jianmen, faintly, like a rope, stretched to the limit.

Faintly, there seems to be a monstrous storm that is coming.

Outside of Chizi country, the demonic aura is overwhelming, billowing and moving, like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Amidst the rolling demonic energy, an unknown number of big demons emerged.

Surrounded by a group of big monsters, there is a luxuriously decorated treasure chariot, on which sits a middle-aged man with a majestic and deep appearance, like a knife chopping an axe, cold and steady, with a rebirth between his brows There is only a vertical eye, and there is a faint golden light in it, exuding terrifying fluctuations.

And around the middle-aged man, there are several powerful monsters standing.

"Majesty, I heard that the master of the sword gate is also a beautiful woman? With the strength of the majesty, it is easy to capture, and the human race is in conflict. Why don't the majesty take her into his arms."

Standing beside the middle-aged man was a woman with a fine figure in revealing clothes.

She wore a red silk dress with a very low neckline, revealing plump snow-white skin. Her face was like a lotus, her eyebrows were like willows, and her eyes were more charming than peach blossoms. Her skin was like snow, and her black hair was flowing down like a waterfall. She has a straight nose, pink cheeks slightly flushed, cherry lips like dripping cherries, a flower-like oval face that is as crystal clear as jade, smooth snowy skin as ice and snow, and a graceful and slender figure that is exquisitely beautiful.

She chuckled and looked in a direction that was extremely far away.

There is exactly where the sword gate is.

"Sad, sad!" The middle-aged man sighed slightly, then sneered: "Humans always like internal strife."