I have a sword that can sway the heavens

"cluck cluck cluck..."

"Uncle, you are finally willing to leave. If you don't leave, I won't dare to make a mistake."

Wearing a mask, the beautiful woman with white flowers printed on the blue dress looked up at the white dress and left. She parted her lips and said softly, "Brother Li, Qingxuan will see you off for this song."

In front of Yu Xiao's lips, the sad and desolate Xiao Yin played endlessly in the desert.

The sword fairy Lear left, and people all over the world reacted differently.

The mountain that was pressing down on the top of the warriors in the world finally disappeared.

gone!

Finally gone!

In the palace, Emperor Taizong laughed loudly when he heard the news, very happy.

As an emperor, he naturally felt uncomfortable with a mountain pressing down on his head.

Now that the mountain was moved away, Emperor Taizong felt refreshed beyond words.

Chapter 146

At the open place in the middle of the mountain, the wine flag is waving.

A few people from the rivers and lakes drank alcohol and chatted carelessly.

"In today's world, there is Tianxiahui in the north, Wushuang City in the south, and the supreme being is dead in name only. Where should we go?"

"The world will be powerful, Xiongba's two disciples, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun frequently attack, and many gangs have been eliminated. Xiongba is even more ruthless, with the appearance of a hero. Those who follow others will prosper, and those who oppose others will perish. If the world will unify martial arts, it will not be a good thing for us!"

"You can't count on the supreme being anymore. Where the world will go depends on whether Wushuang City can stand against the world."

"Difficult!"

"I have seen the Dugu side of Wushuang City with my own eyes. Although Dugu side is not as overbearing as Xiongba, it is not a good thing. Under his governance, Wushuang City has harsh taxes and people complain. Xiongba is a bit overbearing, but That is to the martial arts forces, and to the common people, he is considered a wise king."

In the discussion of several people, the expressions of the two young people were not good-looking.

The young man with long hair draped over his shoulders and an elegant face looked worriedly at the other young man beside him, and said softly, "Senior Brother Shuang, Master and his family are unpopular."

The young man called Senior Brother Shuang frowned and said, "Junior Brother Feng, Master treats me like his own son, don't let outsiders slander Master."

The two sat opposite each other, ignoring the people from the rivers and lakes around them, and turned their attention to a young man in white in the corner.

In the corner of the wine shed, with a sword box on his back, a tall and tall young man dressed in white, with a chuckle on his face, holding a teacup, and an inexplicable detached fairy air on his body.

"Senior brother Shuang, look at that brother, I'm afraid he is not a simple person."

"Junior Brother Feng, don't make extravagant problems. That person has a detached demeanor, but I can't feel the existence of internal force in him. But looking at the sword box on his back, it weighs a hundred catties at least, and he is by no means an ordinary person. The feeling he gives me is more than that. Master is even more unpredictable."

After the young man finished speaking, Junior Brother Feng had already got up and walked in front of Lear.

Pulling a chair and sitting in front of Lear, the young man was handsome, with a gentle and gentle smile, and said, "I've seen you before."

Lear raised his eyelids and said with a light smile, "Young man, you can call me sir."

Nie Feng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Nie Feng has seen Mr.

"Qin Shuang has met Mr.

Qin Shuang also came over and sat down next to Nie Feng, guessing Li Er's identity with flickering eyes.

Lear nodded.

Surrounding them, several Jianghu people looked at each other in blank dismay, and walked out of the wine shed calmly.

Qin Shuang, Nie Feng, the two hall masters of Tianxiahui, Xiongba's direct disciples, have too much reputation.Just now they said bad things about Xiongba, so they can't stay here.

Nie Feng didn't care about the crowd around him, looked at Li Er with a smile, and shouted to the middle-aged man outside the wine shed, "Shopkeeper, serve two jugs of wine."

The shop served the wine, Nie Feng took the sea bowl and filled it with wine, and pushed it in front of Lear, "I am very lucky to meet you today, and Nie Feng will do it first to respect you."

After finishing speaking, Nie Feng thumped his Adam's apple, and his chest was stained with wine.

This Nie Feng is bold.He always has a smile on his face that makes people feel like a spring breeze, and he doesn't put on airs.

"Mr. Qin Shuangjing."

Qin Shuang picked up the sea bowl and drank it down in one gulp, not as graceful as Nie Feng, but he couldn't find any faults.

"You two are fine."

Lear nodded appreciatively, and continued to speak, "I don't like drinking, so I want to please you."

Nie Feng and Qin Shuang looked at each other, and said with a smile, "Sir, I don't like drinking, but Nie Feng was reckless, and Nie Feng punished himself."

After drinking another bowl, Nie Feng asked, "Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name?"

Qin Shuang pricked up his ears.

"This seat is Lear."

Lear laughed, but his gaze was looking at an old man with a pus-filled face outside the wine shed, holding a little girl by the hand.

It is not appropriate to say that he is an old man. He is not very old, but his appearance is extremely old. He has a bent body, wears coarse linen clothes, and wears a pair of broken straw sandals.

In the hands of the old man, the little girl is around seven or eight years old, with two soaring croiss braids and a bunch of candied haws in her hand, with clear and lively eyes.

Sensing Lear's gaze, the old man stopped standing outside and peeping. He led the girl in and walked straight in. He clasped his fists and saluted Lear, and said, "Sir, your face is shrouded in a layer of mist, which makes the old man look at you." I don’t know, can I ask the old man to make a divination for you?”

Lear looked at the old man with a half-smile, and asked, "Nudd Bodhisattva, the number one physicist in the world, also has a face that you can't see through?"

The mud bodhisattva smiled wryly, and replied, "The secrets of the sky are dark, and the old man is not omniscient. But for people like Mr., this is the first time I have met the old man, so I can't help being curious."

On the side, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang stood up suddenly, with a strange look in their eyes.

They were ordered by their teacher to go down the mountain to look for the clay bodhisattva. They didn't want the clay bodhisattva to be by his side all the time, but they didn't notice it.

Li Er pushed Nie Feng's filled wine to the body of the Ni Bodhisattva, and said with a smile, "You don't have a cultivation base, but you like to spy on the secrets of the sky, and you can't resist the backlash of the secrets, and you are sick all over, and you don't know how to restrain yourself?"

The mud bodhisattva said sternly, "I have regretted it before, but I can't change the habit of spying on the secrets of heaven. It deserves to end up like this."

"Sir, can I let the old man make a divination for you?"

Lear nodded and said with a smile, "Try it."

Over the years, there have been many people who looked at Lear's face, but there were no people who wanted to divination for Lear.The Clay Bodhisattva is not a liar who walks the rivers and lakes, he has real skills, and Lear is also very curious about what he can figure out.

Seeing Lier's promise, the mud bodhisattva looked solemn, and tremblingly took out a broken tortoise shell and an ancient compass from his bosom.

There is nothing special about the compass.

Hieroglyphs were engraved on the broken tortoise shell, filled with a strange power.

The clay bodhisattva held the tortoise shell in one hand and the compass in the other, and closed his eyes. In the dark, Lear felt strange eyes spying on him.

On the side, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang did not bother.

Both of them could see that Lear was extraordinary, and at this juncture, they were just curiously watching the clay bodhisattva divination for Lear.

puff!

The compass fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood stained the sackcloth. The mud bodhisattva opened his eyes and looked at Lear, his face full of horror.

Lear looked calm and asked, "What did you see?"

The mud bodhisattva was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his breath was weak, and he smiled bitterly, "Mr. is a person who transcends this world. Even the heavenly cry can't capture the trajectory of the master's fate. The old man forced the heavenly cry, and suffered the backlash."

Lear nodded, not surprised, and sighed, "You don't have a long life, and you forcibly peeked at my fate, which hastened the passage of your life. Now it seems that you don't have a few days to live. Hurry up and make arrangements." Let's do it."

The mud bodhisattva shook his head and corrected Lear, "Sir, you are wrong. I still have two hours to live."

Lear was silent.

Without cultivation base, peeking at the fate of heaven with a mortal body, unable to bear the backlash, the mud bodhisattva is also to blame.

On the side, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang looked a little ugly.

They were ordered by Xiongba to bring the Ni Bodhisattva back to the Tianxiahui, but now the Ni Bodhisattva says that he only has two hours to live, what should they do?

The mud bodhisattva smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to touch his granddaughter's head, and sighed with deep sadness in his eyes, "I can't hold back my curiosity. I have repeatedly spied on heaven's secrets, and suffered backlash, which has hurt my family. The old man's son and daughter-in-law are both hurt." He was implicated and died tragically. Over the years, in order to prevent Yaya from following in his father's footsteps, the old man has kept silent. I still can't suppress my curiosity today."

The mud bodhisattva sighed heavily, with remorse and remorse in his eyes.

The little girl held up the candied haws. She seemed to understand, tears were falling, and she asked innocently, "Grandpa, are you going to die?"

Nie Feng couldn't bear to turn his head, his eyes were a little sour.

Qin Shuang's expression was not very good-looking either.

Just when everyone was feeling sad, a burly figure rushed into the wine shed. He was dressed in black, had black hair, and wore a face scarf, leaving only a pair of cold eyes.

One big hand grabbed the mud bodhisattva, and the other hand patted Lear, with a gust of evil wind.

"court death!"

Lear looked up at the person who came, and opened his lips and teeth.

Chapter 147

The visitor shot Lear at a disagreement.

Lear raised his eyelids.

Facing the palm patted by the man in black, Lear raised his hand and pointed out.

boom!

The person who came flew over very quickly, which can be called swift, but flew back even faster, and hit the ground heavily, breaking a pillar of the wine shed.

Forcibly suppressing the horror in his heart, the man in black fled away quickly without looking back.

Lear's eyes were inexplicable, and he said to himself, "This Xiongba is really hard-pressed, under the finger of my seat, he still has the strength to escape."

Nie Feng and Qin Shuang opened their mouths wide.

It is Master!

Although Xiongba covered his face, the two still recognized Xiongba's figure.

Looking at Lier, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang looked a little shocked.

In their eyes, the master, who was revered like a god, couldn't bear to be pointed out by the gentleman. Who is this gentleman?

cough cough.

The Ni Bodhisattva took a look at Xiongba's fleeing figure, coughed a mouthful of blood, took his granddaughter and said to Lear, "Sir, I deserve what I have fallen into. But the only thing I can't worry about is Yaya."

"This child has a hard life. He lost his parents since he was a child, and he has been living in the rivers and lakes with the old man. He has never had a good day. Now that the old man is going to die, and Yaya has no one to take care of him, I'm afraid it will be even more sad."

"I don't have anything on me. This is the Heavenly Cry Sutra I got in my early years, and I gave it to my husband."

The mud bodhisattva handed the broken tortoise shell to Lear, and continued, "Heavenly Cry is left by Cang Jie, the ancestor of human beings, who spied on the mysteries and secrets of the world when he created characters. It contains a strange power that can capture the trajectory of fate and Peep into the mysteries of the world."

"There was no writing in the world. After the ancestor Cangjie created the first writing in the world, the situation changed in an instant. Suddenly there was thunder in the sky, and blood rained down. It seemed that all the ghosts and gods in the world were crying and mourning together."

"With writing, people in the world have changed from ignorance to knowledge. This is a happy thing. However, the ghosts and gods in the nine heavens and ten earths are very sad, because once there are writing in this world, there will be one more powerful thing in the world. weapons, all the mysteries and mysteries in the world will also be recorded in writing, and the world will be beyond the control of ghosts and gods."

"The power of the Heavenly Cry Sutra is mysterious and unpredictable, Mr. Wang should use it with caution."

Every time the mud bodhisattva said a word, his face turned pale.

The originally cloudless sky became pitch black, and thunder rumbled loudly, as if warning the mud bodhisattva not to reveal the secrets of heaven and earth.

The mud bodhisattva vomited blood and pushed Yaya to Lear. He looked miserable and smiled wryly, "Sir, I can't live for two hours, please treat Yaya well and let her grow up safely like an ordinary child. "

After saying this, Ni Bodhisattva looked at Nie Feng and Qin Shuang, intermittently, and said in a weak voice, "The old man once approved the fate of the first half of Xiongba's life. How can the golden scale be a thing in the pool, and it will change into a dragon when it encounters a storm."

"Over the years, Xiongba has found Fengyun, and the world will prosper, but he is unwilling to be satisfied, and spends painstaking efforts to find the old man to grant him the fate of the rest of his life."

"The old and dying people don't care so much anymore. Go back and tell Xiongba, the next sentence is..."

"The next sentence is "Nine Heavens Dragon Chanting Shocking Changes, Floating Clouds Will Shallow... Shallow Water Swimming."

The mud bodhisattva pointed at Nie Feng, his chest was stained with blood, and he smiled with tears, "Success...success is also a situation, defeat...defeat is a situation...!"

vomit!

Another mouthful of blood was vomited out, and the raised arm of the mud bodhisattva quietly dropped down, with a remorseful smile on his face, and he closed his unwilling eyes.

Nie Feng froze on the spot, and after a while, he quickly ran forward to help the clay bodhisattva, shaking him, "Old man, wake up."

"What is success and failure?"