I have a sword that can sway the heavens

"Sir, don't you say goodbye to Xiaoya?"

Lear turned his back to Duanlang, waved his hands, and his figure disappeared.

Looking at the place where Lear's figure disappeared, Duan Lang was silent for a while, feeling lost.

After the gentleman who treated him with such kindness as a mountain, who was like a teacher and a father, left, there was no one in the world worthy of his respect.

Chapter 169

The figure in white stepped on the blade of the sword, and Feng Xu resisted the wind.

Lear held a broken and ancient tortoise shell in his hand, and said with a smile, "I want to find you, and you can't escape."

In the dark, a strange power is derived to capture the trajectory of fate and gain insight into all the secrets of the world.

Leshan, in Lingyun Cave.

The benevolent old man was sweating coldly, his body couldn't stop trembling slightly, and he murmured, "I can't go away, he has already locked on the old man, and within half an hour, he will come and take my life!"

Behind the old man, sat a white bone skeleton.

In front of the old man, there were four people.

These four people are Wulin Mythical Wuming, who are dressed in sky blue gowns, with melancholy eyes and bearded beards.There is also a blue and white robe, long hair shawl, handsome face, gentle and elegant temperament, Nie Feng, the god of wind with a big knife in his hand.

In addition to Wuming and Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, the god of death who doesn't cry in tight samurai uniforms, wearing a red cape, with curly hair, and Jian Chen, who is dressed in white and holds a hero sword, are also there.

Nie Feng stepped forward, supported the kind-looking, white-bearded and white-haired old man, and asked with concern, "Old man, what's wrong with you? Your martial arts skills are world-class, who is going to take your life?"

Xiao Sanxiao looked at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and said, "He's already here!"

"The wind has no phase, the cloud is impermanent, the two of you are the birth of the wind star and the cloud star, and you have incredible potential. The old man guides you to absorb the power of the dragon vein and practice it into Maha Wuliang, but you are not his opponent yet."

"Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun, you have absorbed the power of the dragon's veins. From now on, the luck of the Shenzhou martial arts will be connected with you. It is up to you to prevent the great calamity!"

"Come on!"

"The old man will try his best to stop him, you guys leave here quickly."

Nie Feng was extremely anxious, and asked with three smiles, "Senior, who is he you are talking about?"

Wuming, Bu Jingyun, and Jianchen also looked at Xiao Sanxiao with extremely serious expressions.

Xiao Sanxiao looked at the four of them, spread out a picture scroll, and said, "This is the picture of ten demons drawn by the old man. The ten demons on the picture are the root of the troubles in the martial arts of Shenzhou."

Saying that, Xiao Sanxiao pointed to the last demon on the scroll, and continued, "Among the ten demons, the most astonishing one is this one. He is about to come and take my life. He is the root cause of the great catastrophe. You must Stop him!"

"Remember, this demon's name is Lear."

In Lingyun Cave, the atmosphere froze.

Nie Feng kept shaking his head and vetoed, "Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Sir, he will not be the devil who caused the great calamity!"

Wuming stood aside and fell into silence, a little unbelievable.

Bu Jingyun sneered and said, "Junior Feng, nothing is impossible. You know people, you don't know your heart, don't be deceived by Lear's gentle appearance, just like the old man said, he is the most terrifying person in the land of China. Devil."

Xiao Sanxiao frowned, and said, "Actually, I dare not assert that he must be the terrifying monster that caused the Great Tribulation, but this person has the strength to destroy the world, and only he has the ability to destroy the world."

"He destroys the sword world and wants to take the old man's life. If the old man's prediction is not bad, there is a high possibility that he is the demon that will trigger the Great Tribulation."

With firm eyes, Nie Feng shook his head and said, "No, sir can't be a demon for the sake of harming the common people. If you want to take the life of your senior, there must be a misunderstanding. I need to ask you for clarification."

Bu Jingyun hated him for not contending, so he slapped Nie Feng until he vomited blood, and shouted, "Junior Brother Feng, now is not the time for children to love each other and act arrogantly. I believe in the judgment of the old man, then Lear is about to trigger a great catastrophe." Demon, we must kill him!"

"Senior Brother Yun, there must be a misunderstanding!"

It's not that Nie Feng doesn't believe it, he has met Mr., and he doesn't believe that Mr. is the root cause of disaster for the common people and the catastrophe.

"There is no misunderstanding, I really want to take his life."

The sword light illuminates the cave, and Lear appears in Lingyun Cave.

For a moment, Lingyun Grotto was quiet and depressing.

"Lear!"

Bu Jingyun roared angrily, and stretched out his sword towards Lier.

boom!

Lier turned around, his gaze was cold, and he slammed into Bu Jingyun's body, flying Bu Jingyun dozens of feet away, and smashed a human-shaped pit on the cave wall.

Shocking robbery!

Di Shitian's Sacred Heart Four Battles, although a bit tasteless, but it is just right for killing small minions, killing a lot of people with one look.

Bu Jingyun was not killed by a look, Lear was not surprised.

The child of destiny, Yun Xing came to the world, it is impossible to be so fragile.

"Senior Brother Yun!"

Nie Feng exclaimed, seeing that Bu Jingyun was coughing up blood and his life was not in danger, he felt relieved.

Looking at Lier, Nie Feng asked solemnly, "Sir, is it really as the old man said, you are the root cause of disasters and catastrophes?"

Wuming looked at Lear vigilantly, with a trace of expectation in his eyes, he didn't want Lear to be a big devil.

Lier did not disappoint Wuming and Nie Feng, shook his head and said, "I am not a demon, and I will not cause catastrophe. I am here only to get the origin of the mysterious turtle."

Nie Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and Wuming let down his vigilance.

Smile three times with a calm face, looking at Lear, "The old man misunderstood you, you are not a devil."

Li Er nodded, and said seriously, "I don't want to take your life, but the original seat of the black turtle is bound to win, so I can only sacrifice you."

Xiao San smiled and shook his head, his expression was free and easy, neither sad nor angry, he said, "I have lived for 4000 years, that's enough. If I didn't worry about preventing the catastrophe, I would not want to live, after all, this world is very boring ah!"

"The origin of the black tortoise, I will give it to you. You don't need to do anything, the old man has an old bone, and I don't want to toss it before I die."

Xiao San said with a smile, using his earth-shattering skills, he spit out a green light ball full of vitality from his mouth.

Holding the vibrant green light ball in his hands, Lear bowed respectfully towards Xiao Sanxiao.

Xiao San smiled with a free and easy face, his body quickly withered, turned into powder, and scattered between the sky and the earth.

"Lear!"

"You still say that you are not a demon?"

Bu Jingyun rushed out again, stabbing with his sword, terrified all directions, and there was a scene of earth-shattering shock.

Lear's eyes turned cold, and he swept out with a flick of his sleeve.

boom!

Bu Jingyun flew upside down again, coughing up blood and tiny pieces of internal organs.

Li Er's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his finger to point to Bu Jingyun.

Provocative again and again, do you really think that Lear is a good-tempered person?

"Sir, don't!"

"Please forgive Senior Brother Yun's life?"

Nie Feng knelt down in front of Lear, hugged Lear's thigh, and begged bitterly.

Wuming spoke hoarsely, and said to Lear, "Bu Jingyun has a violent temperament, but his nature is not bad. He offended Mr. at fault, but he is not guilty of death. Please give him your hand and spare his life. Besides, Bu Jingyun has absorbed the dragon's veins." , is connected with the luck of the Divine Land, killing him, sir, will cause turmoil in the martial arts world!"

"Please think twice, sir!"

Bu Jingyun's forehead was covered with blue veins, and his whole body was dripping with cold sweat. In his desperate eyes, Lear gently put down his raised finger.

Nie Feng and Wuming breathed a sigh of relief.

Sir, you really understand righteousness!

In fact, Nie Feng and Wuming misunderstood, and Lear did not kill Bu Jingyun, not because they pleaded, but because Lear had a bad premonition.

Once he kills Bu Jingyun, terrible things may happen.

Lear withdrew his fingers, looked at Nie Feng, and said, "Xiao Sanxiao draws the map of ten demons, and there will indeed be ten demons that will cause disasters to the people. Before I leave, I don't have anything to give you. Take this tortoise shell, God. Crying may help you."

Nie Feng stared blankly at the broken tortoise shell in Lear's hand, and said, "Sir, isn't this the clay bodhisattva gave you?"

Lear shook his head, "The Heavenly Crying Sutra was born in this world, and only in this world has mysterious and unpredictable power. For me, it is useless to take it away, but it is appropriate to leave it to you."

Nie Feng took the tortoise shell, looked at Lear suspiciously, he half understood what Mr. said.

Lear didn't explain.

Outside Lingyun Grotto, on top of the head of the Buddha, a stone gate above the nine heavens opens. The stone gate has a long history and seems to have existed since ancient times.

Holding the broken tortoise shell in his hand, Nie Feng watched Lear's figure fall into the stone gate, and said softly, "Mr. Congratulations!"

Bu Jingyun clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were cold, full of hatred.

In the Supreme City, Duanlang looked at the stone gate on the Nine Heavens, knelt on the ground, and said with tears streaming down his face, "Student Duanlang, I will send you off, sir."

After Duanlang died, Li Ya cried into tears and asked, "Brother Duanlang, sir, don't you want Xiaoya anymore?"

Duanlang turned his head back, with tears in his eyes, and smiled, "It's not that Mister doesn't want Xiaoya, it's Mister's time is up, he's going back to Heaven to be a god."

When Lear's figure completely fell into the stone gate, a pair of indifferent eyes filled with thought in the sky, followed by a long sigh resounding from the sky and the earth.

Chapter 170 Wine Sword Immortal

West Lake.

A newly opened restaurant is decorated with lights and festoons, and the shop owner stands at the door, welcoming the guests with a smile.

The crowds coming and going, dressed in gorgeous and splendid clothes, are either rich or expensive.

Lear stepped inside and found a seat by the window.

From the surrounding dignitaries and dignitaries, Lear learned that this is the 14th year of Tang Xuanzong Tianbao.

The crowd around toasted and exchanged glasses, and some people saw Lear's detached demeanor and approached him to make friends, but Lear refused with a smile.

The sound of firecrackers exploded.

The store owner, with a wide robe and sleeves, cupped his hands towards the crowd and said, "The restaurant is open today, thank you all for coming here, Zhang is very grateful. In order to thank you, Zhang specially invited the Banished Immortal to come."

After the store's words fell, the crowd spoke one after another, their expressions inexplicably excited.

"Today I finally got to see that exiled immortal who went out laughing up to the sky!"

"I heard that Li Taibai once let the noble concubine grind and the strongman hold the boots. The Holy Majesty bestowed upon him the supreme grace, but he behaved like a wave and rebelled against the Holy Grace."

"Everyone in the world says that Li Bai is an immortal who was relegated from the sky, but Liu wants to see if it is true."

Amidst the crowd's discussion, a drunken old man came out with a wine jug. His crooked footsteps and chest soaked in wine all showed that he was a drunk.

His eyes are blurred, his cheeks are thin and blushing, and a few strands of beard under his chin are full of coquettishness.

Lear's expression moved slightly.

Li Bai?

This Li Bai obviously has superb martial arts and swordsmanship.Ordinary people can't see it, but Lear can see right away that he has good martial arts.

But Lear didn't care too much, after all, Li Bai was still a mortal.

Under the crowd's onlookers, Li Bai's expression was gloomy, he poured his wine with his head up, and didn't care about the eyes of his surroundings.

The store owner looked obsequious, ran to Li Bai, and begged in a low voice, "Li Hanlin, you promised me to write a poem for my newly opened restaurant today, you won't forget, right?"

Li Bai seemed to remember such a thing, and nodded towards the store with his eyes squinted drunk.

The shopkeeper was very excited and shouted loudly, "Hurry up and bring the pen and paper!"

Everyone knows that this exiled immortal wrote a poem worth a thousand dollars. In order to beg Li Bai to write a poem, he offered good drinks for two months.

Rice paper was spread on the desk, Li Bai flicked his sleeves, licked the brush drunkenly, and wrote the first character.

Everyone held their breath and stretched their necks.

Li Bai read while writing, "Bai Yujing in the sky, with twelve floors and five cities. Immortals caress my top, and my hair is tied for longevity."