Yan Dynasty forbids cultivating immortals

A fire broke out in the wilderness, and burned most of the spiders that came.The clouds rolled, mixed with thunder and lightning.Luo Cheng was the only one left in Rashomon, laughing wildly in the field, like a squawking owl.

The evil god on top of his head will suck his flesh and blood today, and thunder will sound on the ground from time to time, as if he is too hungry/thirsty to bear.

His madness made Shen Changliu and Yang Qi, who had lost too much blood, almost overwhelmed. When he hooked, released, and swung the scimitar, two bloody mouths immediately appeared on the two of them.

Shen Changliu's face turned pale due to blood loss, and blood gushed out of his mouth, and the spiders climbed up one after another when they were still, and burrowed desperately into the flesh from the cuts.

Yang Qiqiang propped himself up and shook off the spiders in his hands. Luo Cheng was still laughing wildly, but Yang Qi smiled quietly, "You will never have the chance to see the eighth knife."

Holding the knife in one hand, Yang Qi stepped back, stopped, took a breath, and rushed straight like a tiger pouncing on his food. In an instant, he jumped into the air, leaping into the sky like a roc spreading its wings!

No human being can jump to that height, which breaks through the limit of human beings.In the air, he changed to holding the knife with both hands, all the power was poured into the two arms, without the slightest skill, he slashed down with absolute violence!

The sky splits the mountain with eight knives

Yang Qi once used this knife in the Izumo School to chop off half of the cliff.

Luo Cheng's scimitar was split in two from the middle, and the three questions fell between his legs, Yang Qi was sent flying by the huge force, this move exhausted all his vitality.

A line of blood spread from Luo Cheng's body up and down, the blood line split, and the body was divided into two halves, one in front and one in back, and slowly fell down.

The black clouds in the sky surged in an instant, forming a tornado, like a huge funnel, the funnel drooped to the ground, and the bottom of the funnel engulfed Luocheng.

Yang Qi clung to the ground tightly to avoid being caught in the hurricane, but after a while, the tornado circled and whizzed back to the black clouds in the sky.

Yang Qi struggled in the remaining wind and crawled over to find Shen Changliu. After seeing Luo Cheng's body, only human skin and bones remained.

Shen Changliu also crawled on the ground and ate a mouthful of yellow sand, but now he was pulled out of the pit by Yang Qi, both of them suddenly laughed.

"Hey, look, it's dawn."

Shen Changliu looked at the top of his head, sure enough, the sky was bright, and the black clouds disappeared without a trace.

Yang Qi pushed up Shen Changliu's sleeves and looked at the marks on his arms.The black shadow that moved as if struggling shrunk until it completely disappeared, revealing a snow-white background. Yang Qi was so happy that he couldn't help but grabbed his wrist and kissed him there.

One kiss was not enough, and another kiss was needed, Shen Changliu resisted and wanted to hide, but Yang Qi refused to let him.

"Don't move, I'm happy."

As if feeling that kissing the arm was not enough, Shen Changliu raised his head and wiped Shen Changliu's face with his cuff bit by bit.

Shen Changliu was still wearing the attire of a servant girl in Huangfu, her hair was tied up, and her face was as white as snow after wiping off. Yang Qi smiled and said, "It's really like my little wife."

Shen Changliu's face was flushed, Yang Qi looked at him affectionately, and called softly: "Xuesheng".

Shen Changliu nodded.

Satisfied, Yang Qi moved closer to his face, and Shen Changliu gently lowered his eyelashes.

The warm breath had already brushed against the side of Shen Changliu's face, Shen Changliu tremblingly closed his eyelids, his eyelashes trembling, but Yang Qi retreated.

Shen Changliu opened his eyes, saw that Yang Qi was holding a flesh-red object in his hand, and then pinched another one from Shen Shangliu's cheek.

Yang Qi smiled helplessly, "I can't keep my mouth on this thing."

The two of them were almost occupied by this thing.

Yang Qi swept away the ones that crawled off his neck with his hands in disgust, and tore off some pieces of fleshy skin. He wobbled up and said, "Wait until I finish this disgusting thing, or we will be killed by him first." Gnaw to death."

Shen Changliu suddenly became nervous and grabbed his sleeve tightly, "What are you going to do?"

Shen Changliu smiled freely, with some sadness in his smile, and said relaxedly, "Today, I will let you see the eighth knife that has never been seen in the world for a hundred years."

Shen Changliu grabbed his sleeve tightly, "What is that?"

Yang Qi thought for a while, "Come back."

After finishing speaking, he broke off Shen Changliu's fingers one by one.

Flowers have a reopening day, and people have a time to return.

Yang Qi lied to Shen Changliu, and the last knife was unknown, but the descendant said a sentence when using this knife 200 years ago, it is better to go back.

Yang Qi felt that going back was really unlucky, and going back was so unpleasant, as he said that he would not be able to meet again in the next life, so he changed the name to "Returning" without authorization.

Come back, come back, always come back, how nice.

Yang Qi laughed heartily, tears came out of the laughter, "I'm sure, this is the peerless sword technique."

Yang Qi picked up the three questions, staggered to an open space, and drew two random arcs in the air, like a barrier behind the throne.With his back facing the barrier in the void, three questions were stuck on the ground, and Yang Qi stood still there with a knife, motionless.

The wind was whimpering, and the north wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. The grass ash left after the fire was swept up and thrown into the sky, and then the ground seemed to be turned into a drum skin, being beaten by people, and the scattered gravel was thrown away by the shock. Rising and falling, and then the earth, as if there was a huge force disturbing the earth, struggling desperately, and then, changes visible to the naked eye, the earth was swelling and sinking like a boiling magma pool, undulating like waves, sinking and flowing Being shaken by the earth, it is like walking on a choppy sea.

However, he found that he was not affected at all except for the turbulence of the ground.The earth, the wind, and the withered grass were all stirred by an extremely strong internal force, and the spiders that slipped through the fire burst out their plasma one after another and exploded on his face.

Hibernating snakes, centipedes hiding under rocks, and rabbits on the mountain all struggled to their deathbed and burst out bleeding.

With Yang Qi as the center, the fluctuations of the internal force visible to the naked eye, like ripples, spread out circle after circle, and all the living things in the path will split and die!

Return of the Heavenly Eight Swords

Yang Qi was in the center, with his eyes closed tightly, firmly holding on to the three questions, and the blade was rapidly spreading his majestic internal force outward.

The place where this piece of meteorite iron was forged had shocked and killed more than a hundred swordsmiths, and it roared for three days and three nights when it was forged.Since birth, each generation of Heavenly Zong Eight Sabers, when they were taught the last sword, knew that the day when the majestic internal power of this sword was stimulated would be the day of their own death.The person practicing the sword is connected with the internal force of the sword, and the internal force of the sword is fully stimulated. The person who holds the sword is infused with a vast amount of internal force in a short period of time, and there is only one way to die. This is a deadly move.

How could Shen Changliu fail to understand the flow of internal force in his body, Yang Qi used internal force to support these endless spiders to death.

The field was scarlet, and the exploding spiders stained the yellow land red, while new spiders continued to emerge.

The black spider king, whose whereabouts were unknown, summoned all the spiders with a hoarse and weak voice, not only purple cattails, but also yellow spiders buried deep in the soil. Wave after wave came to join the cannibal feast.

There was a "whoosh", the sound of the long sword breaking through the wind.

You Fang was instantly injected with internal force by Shen Changliu, directed against the direction of the fluctuation of internal force, pointed at the center of the circle, broke through numerous obstacles, and bumped into the three questions in the center of the formation with a "dang".

Yang Qi in the center was shocked suddenly, his eyes danced crazily under his closed eyelids, his internal energy was no longer released evenly, and he was unscrupulous.

The earth undulated like the sea surface in a tsunami, Shen Changliu fell to the ground, was hit by a strong internal force on his chest, blood gushed out, the monsters in the depths of the earth seemed to move and roared, Shen Changliu rolled under the unscrupulous internal force impact, and tried his best to keep Ching Ming.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, all the vast internal energy disappeared, Yang Qi fell to the ground with a bang, bleeding from his seven orifices.

Shen Changliu struggled to crawl over to him, and leaned against him to listen to his heartbeat.Then all the tears gushed out, and wept with joy.

Yang Qi is still alive, he won the bet.

Shen Changliu wiped off the remaining blood on Yang Qi's face, and put him in a comfortable lying position.Then he got up, walked to the center of the formation just now, kicked the broken iron bar in disgust, and picked up You Fanglai.

You Fang confronted Sanwen just now, and it was not without a little damage, the tip of the sword was cut off, it was a bit funny at first glance, like a kid with a missing front tooth.

During Shen Changliu's week in Yang Qi, like Sun Wukong, he drew a full circle for Yang Qi with a gaping hole, a very round circle, a perfect circle, far beyond the comparison of Yang Qi's random two-knife circle. of.

Then he was very calm, took You Fang's thin blade, and opened a bloody hole on his wrist, the blood gushed out instantly, Shen Changliu's face turned pale instantly, he persisted, and covered Yang Qi's body with blood.

Shen Changliu touched Yang Qi's handsome face, leaned down, and kissed his lips.

"In the next life and the next life, I will be married with you, but in this life, I will leave first."

Shen Changliu said to himself: "In terms of sacrificial swords, who among you can defeat the Taoist patriarch Zhong Nanshan?"

Shen Changliu left Yang Qi's side, found an open space to sit down, brushed You Fang's sword with his fingertips, and suddenly clenched the sword tightly, blood gushed out from his fingers, You Fang was beating wildly, and was restrained by Shen Changliu to death Hold on, the blood on the entire sword body began to swim spontaneously until it covered the entire sword body, and then, the blood was instantly sucked dry by You Fang, and a layer of hoarfrost began to form on the sword body, which became thicker and thicker until it became ice.

Shen Changliu maintained the posture of grabbing the sword, facing the unconscious Yang Qi, and fell asleep hugging his knees, exactly the same posture as Yang Qi was guarding his door at that time.

For some reason, the clear sky became cloudy again, and snowflakes began to flutter.

The surrounding area slowly began to freeze, and Shen Changliu had turned into an icicle. With him as the center, the ice layer seemed to be alive. It circled the circle and spread forward spontaneously. The speed was very fast, and the newly arrived spiders escaped. The fate of being blasted, but ushered in an unavoidable layer of ice.

Yang Qi lay in the circle, sleeping peacefully.

The wilderness turned into an ice field in an instant, and there was no sign of stopping the invasion. It invaded the village, climbed onto the limbs of a black dog in the blink of an eye, and fixed his posture of lifting his legs away forever.The farmer chopped off the duck on the chopping board, and the hand holding the knife stopped there, while the ice sheet continued to spread...

Until Shen Changliu's last drop of blood was drained by You Fang.

A sparrow was frozen on a branch, and a man in white came out of the forest. When he saw the bird, he stopped for a while and stroked it with his hand.The frozen sparrow moved its dark eyeballs, rubbed the man's fingertips affectionately, and flew away.

The man in white has a shocking appearance, an extraordinary appearance, and silver hair, like a banished immortal who accidentally fell into the mortal world.In front of him, Shen Changliu, who had always been so gorgeous, was three points shorter, like a monster who caused troubles in the world.

It was Shen Changliu's master, the head of Zhongnan Mountain, Yi Hui.

He walked up to Shen Changliu frozen in the ice, and pointed his finger between his eyebrows.

It was as if the ice and snow melted in spring, how the ice flowed up the long stream at the beginning, gradually enveloping his whole body, and how it retreated now, first the ice-like face, then the upper body, and then all the ice receded, and Shen Changliu still held it in his hands. Grab the long sword.

Not only the Shen Changliu, but also the ice field gradually melted along the spreading road, the water seeped into the soil, and the blood red washed into the land, as if everything was revived, and the sound of cuckoos came from the distant sky.

The black dog jumped away joyfully again, and the kitchen knife in the woman's hand fell, as if being frozen had never happened before. The spiders seemed to have had a bizarre dream, and now they were waking up from a dream, and scattered to the grass. And climb under the rock.It's so cold in winter, how could they come out?

A black spider curled up quietly in the clothes of a corpse, feeling that everything was coming back to life, it moved its tentacles, neighed, and wanted to summon those spiders again.

Suddenly, a long sword pierced through the wind, pierced through the obstacles of the heavy clothing, and accurately pierced into his stomach.

The black spider struggled a few times, and finally put down its tentacles feebly, and died.

Yi looked back at the sword, expressionless.

Yandu, Liyi, Donggong

Li Jingcun suddenly convulsed, and Luo Sheng, who was outside the house, broke in in panic. The female spider in the celadon vase was frantic, and the two looked at each other. Luo Sheng said softly, "Luo Cheng is dead."

Li Jingcun gasped and said, "The male spider is also dead."

Once the male spider dies, the female spider follows each other, and Li Jingcun, as the host, also dies soon.

Luo Sheng knelt down with a plop.

Li Jingcun didn't punish him at all, and he didn't even get angry.

He grabbed the table at hand and sat up, hoarsely said: "Quick! Go to the palace!"

When Li Shouwen was wrapped in white silk around his neck, he didn't seem to be too frightened, but he was startled by Li Jingcun's ferocious energy when he rushed into the palace.

The prince thoughtfully said: "Your majesty, let me loosen your wraps first. If you have anything else to say, if you have anything else you want to take with you to the underworld, you can talk about it. The old slave will write it down for you. You're going to take care of it."

Li Shouwen smiled heartily, "It's still you who is considerate of me, but I don't have anything to bring, so I just want Lingfang to follow me down."

Li Jingcun glanced at Lingfang, she was still sitting beside the piano, still looking fascinated by Lan Yuan.

"Do you want to go down with him? If you don't want to, just say, I'll make the decision for you."

Lingfang shook his head.

Li Jingcun said: "That can't be done, she is mine."

Li Shouwen regretted and sighed, "Then play me another song before leaving."

Ling Fang played a tune and sang, "We met in a hurry, and I regret that the kindness is too thin. Suddenly..."

A sentimental song is not suitable for an elegy.

Li Shouwen joked, "Don't you ask me why I didn't expect you to kill me?"

Li Jingcun shook his head: "There is no need to know."

Anyway, they are all his people inside and outside the palace, as long as he gives an order, the army of the Beidaying will conquer the imperial city without any problem.

Li Jingcun laughed maniacally, "Hahaha...it really is Gaozu."

Li Jingcun's pupils shrank suddenly, "What Gaozu?"

Li Shouwen laughed until tears came out, Luo Sheng stepped forward and grabbed Bai Ling with both hands, threateningly: "Say!"

Li Shouwen was so strangled that it was hard to breathe, "You forgot that the portrait of Gaozu in the Taimiao... is exactly the same as you!"

Luo Sheng suddenly let go, and Li Shouwen pinched his neck and coughed.

General Li Shouwen calmed down, and smiled strangely, "Before you were born, the armillary sphere went crazy. Those old things in the Qin Tianjian calculated for seven days and seven nights, and they calculated that there would be a solar eclipse on the eighth day. The people in the palace listened to your mother. The concubine wailed all morning, and when the sun was completely covered, you were born. As soon as you were born, the Qin Tianjian will take you to sacrifice to the sky, saying that you are unknown."

Li Shouwen approached, and said to Li Jingcun: "Before I killed him, I asked him why he insisted on asking me to kill you. He said... the last person with this kind of fate was Gao Zu, who was destined to cause great waves and change dynasties. Gao Zu You have achieved the Great Yan Dynasty, but if you live, you will ruin the Great Yan Dynasty, you... unknown."

Li Jingcun listened silently with dark eyes, Li Shouwen didn't say enough.

"You didn't even know how to cry when you were born. You opened your eyes and looked around, scaring your mother and concubine to throw you out. You definitely don't know everything about you before you were four years old, because the fundamental things that stayed in your body at that time Not you!"

Li Jingcun said darkly, "What do you want to do?"

"I don't want to do anything. Since you became an adult, I have been counting the date when you strangled me. I want to tell you personally that you are the reincarnation of Gaozu, why you can't help but go to Zhongnan Mountain..."

Li Jingcun suddenly said: "Strangle him to death."

"The famous founding emperor of the Yan Dynasty... for a... Taoist priest... no"

The voice stopped abruptly, Li Shouwen couldn't finish, Luo Sheng strangled him to death.

Ling Fang Anran finished the song without even lingering on Li Shouwen's face.

Li Jingcun asked: "Where do you want to go? Go back?"

Ling Fang said: "No, please send my concubine to Ganye Temple."

Li Jingcun strode out of the Lanxiang Hall, and when he reached the entrance of the hall, a voice came from afar, "Go with you."

The author has something to say: Flowers have a re-blooming day, and when people return, they can’t find the source.

Take a rest tomorrow, it will be abolished

Rewriting is about Yi Hui and Yan Gaozu hundreds of years ago. It has been buried for a long time and finally used. Let me explain in detail that the Yan Dynasty is not allowed to cultivate immortals.

Finally able to change the copywriting, weeping with joy...

In this article he, he, he, the main CP must be he

If you write too much, it is easy to lose your mind, so these chapters are too poor to watch, forgive me