[Thunderbolt] Pindao just wants to be a quiet Taoist priest

Birds were chirping, and the sunshine in June was extremely dazzling, bringing a little heat.The hot and dry temperature can't warm Liu Zhaojun's heart.

Mr. Liuzhao dragged his feet with difficulty, staggered over step by step, and took the broken sword from Feng Youyu's hand with trembling hands.

The cold sword body is full of cracks, and the broken marks are uneven.The blue sword tassel, which was always clean, was covered with dried blood and was in a mess.

"Qingyan...how is that possible." Mr. Liu Zhao couldn't hold on to the broken sword, which was light but light, and suddenly let go of his hand, and yelled in a broken voice, "Liar! It's impossible! Master is so powerful! , how could he die! Who can kill Master?"

The broken sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but it shattered a few more pieces at the break.

Mr. Liu Zhao finally couldn't take it anymore, and fell to the ground, staring blankly at the broken broken sword in front of him, tears welled up in his eyes, and there was not even a trace of blood on his face.

Feng Youyu squatted down silently, picked up the hilt of the broken sword, and brushed the messy, blood-stained fringe of the sword. This was given to the uncle by the master back then. The uncle has been very precious over the years and has never been dirty: " The day before yesterday, Master Uncle invited Taoist Yunshi to relax, yesterday at noon, I was here practicing Qi Guan as usual, and the Qingyan Sword flew back from the sky, and it was inserted into the Dan Bi, and then broke into two sections..." Said the last It's out of tune.

Unknowingly, Mr. Liu Zhao had tears all over his face, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were fixed on the broken sword: "What about Taoist Yunshi?"

"You two's life stars fell in an instant... I have summoned souls several times, but nothing..." Feng Youyu couldn't continue speaking, his tears fell on the bluestone board, and he fainted into a cloud of darkness.

Since the master left, he can be said to be led by Yi Zaiyu step by step to the present, and Yi Zaiyu and his master are Taoist companions, that is his master father.The grief in Feng Youyu's heart was no less than that of Liu Zhaojun, and Yi Zai was like a father to him.

"How can you say that your soul is gone? You can still be reincarnated, can't you?" Mr. Liu Zhao begged slightly, tugging at the sleeves that had more than enough to do.

"Junior brother, uncle has lost his soul, even, even reincarnation is impossible. Remnant soul, remnant soul can't be found..."

Mr. Liuzhao never knew that his heart could still hurt like this. Even when he sent Yunzhou to give him a sword, the pain was not as painful as it is now.

"Who is it? Where is it?" Liu Zhaojun spat out a few words with difficulty.

"do not know……"

Mr. Liu Zhao only felt cold all over his body, he raised his hands tremblingly to cover his eyes, big drops of tears overflowed from his fingers.

Ha, how ridiculous!

My master has gone, but I don't even know who my enemy is, and I can't even find the body.

Holding Broken Sword Qingyan, Liu Zhaojun stood up slowly, turned and left.When leaving the hall, he tilted his head slightly: "Tell Jianzi about it."

Mr. Liuzhao didn't know how he spent the next few days, he just nestled on the top of Guanxue Peak as if he was walking around.

Flying snow all over the mountain did not stop because of one person missing, nor did it become more violent.

Flying snow for thousands of years, with an unchanging rhythm, Mr. Liuzhao looked at the place where Yi Zaiyu had been standing and watching the snow, and he seemed to be able to see the proud figure in white robes, with a fairy-like bone, and a long sword on his back.

As if Yi Zaiyu felt that his beloved apprentice had returned, he turned to look at Mr. Liu Zhao, a smile appeared on his cold face, and the smile remained the same.

"Master!" Mr. Liu Zhao rushed over, but there was nothing, just a phantom, the moon in the water, and the flower in the mirror.

Curled up into a ball, holding the cold Qingyan sword, Mr. Liu Zhao burst into tears.

When Mr. Liu Zhao became conscious again and felt the light, it was Jianzi Xianji with red eyes who dug him out from the snow with his bare hands.

Jianzi Xianji had obviously cried a lot, his clothes were all messed up, and his white hair, which was usually smoothed out, was messed up.

Seeing Jun Liuzhao in such a state of distress, he raised his right hand, intending to wake him up, but seeing the ice shards on Jun Liuzhao's face, he couldn't do anything.

Hugging Mr. Liu Zhao, who was cold all over, holding the broken sword in a jerk, not even using the protective air shield, the fairy trace of the sword child fell on Mr. Liu Zhao's shoulder, crying loudly.

Mr. Liu Zhao, who had no reaction at first, stared blankly at Jianzi Xianji. Finally, there was a fluctuation, and he stretched out his hand and hugged Jianzi Xianji tightly: "Jianzi, I found out that I am not what I imagined. so strong in..."

"Xuan, we can only rely on ourselves in the future." Jianzi Xianji burst into tears.

Hot tears dripped between each other's necks, and the two cuddled together to keep each other warm.

Ye Canglan and Ji Yunshang also came to Xuanzong. They got married three years ago, and Yi Zaiyu even gave him a special gift. Now that they got the bad news, they were all shocked.

Yi Zatan's martial power can be said to be the most well-deserved number one in today's Taoist sect, not to mention Taoist Yunshi who is inseparable from him.

But the reality is like this, even if Feng Youyu asked the sky many times, he still couldn't find any trace, except for a broken sword, there was not even a trace of the two of them left.

Taoist Yunshi still has a few wisps of remnant souls, but he has no consciousness at all, and can't ask questions, so he can only be escorted and sent into reincarnation.Jianzi Xianji said that he hoped that in his next life, his ancestor would be an ordinary person with a stable and happy life. Don't think that in this life, all relatives will be lost.

But Yi Zaitang didn't even have a trace of his soul left, it completely disappeared, and the world didn't exist.

Feng Youyu sighed at the same ending as his master, could it be that after thousands of years, what should have come will come back?

"Yunshang, Canglan, don't you have resurrection skills? Can you save Master."

The arrival of Ye Canglan and the two made the dejected Liu Zhaojun finally a little excited, and asked urgently, tugging on the sleeves of the two of them.

"It's useless. I don't even have a body, so I have nowhere to use it." Looking at the light in Mr. Liu Zhao's eyes, Ye Canglan couldn't bear it. He glanced away, but had to tell the truth, "Not to mention not even having a soul. Heaven is powerless."

"Sorry..." Ji Yunshang also couldn't bear it, she had never seen Liu Zhaojun like this.

In the past, Mr. Liuzhao didn't say he was in high spirits, but at least he was gentle and refined. To praise the young man like jade is to belittle him.

Today's Mr. Liuzhao is dressed in a mess, the light in his eyes has faded a bit, and a dejected aura pervades his whole body.

The light in Mr. Liu Zhao's eyes gradually disappeared, and he let go of his hand in despair.

Yes, my own songs are useless, so how can theirs be useful?What's more, it will take effect within three quarters of death, and it has been so long now...

Yi Zaitan's death is considered a major event in the Taoist world, and many Taoists can't help but cast their eyes on Liu Zhaojun.

As the only disciple of Yi Zaiyu, the only surviving descendant of the Qingtian Sword Meridian that has been passed down for thousands of years, I don't know how much of Yi Zayu's true teachings he has learned, whether he can continue to protect the reputation and honor of the Qingtian Sword Meridian as the number one sword in the Dao world, and Can it become the next Dinghaishenzhen in the Taoist world?

The outside eyes that Yi Zaiyan helped him block in the past are all falling on him now. Liu Zhaojun used to think that he could bear it, but now he feels that the burden is overwhelming him.

Sword Master Ling.

I didn't think it was a good name before, it's not as pleasant as my real name "May the moonlight shine on you", and my relatives and friends have never called it by this name.

But now, the members of the Three Religions who came to pay their respects kept calling themselves that, reminding themselves one after another that you are not only "May the Moonlight shine on you", but you are also the "Master Ling Sword" of the Taoist sect.

All kinds of scrutinizing eyes fell on him, and many people looked at him with scrutiny.

Of course Mr. Liu Zhao knew what the purpose of these gazes was, and he had never understood his status so clearly.

Jianzi Xianji hadn't come out of his grief yet, but he didn't get as much attention as Mr. Liuzhao in the Taoist sect.He doesn't need to keep calm in front of outsiders, he can't vent his sadness wantonly, and he even has to deal with other people's temptations.

Seeing Mr. Liuzhao who restrained himself more and more, his eyes gradually turned cold, but his aura was more dangerous, Jianzi Xianji sighed: "I'm luckier than you."

On the seventh day of Yi Zatang's burial with the broken sword, Mr. Liu Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out with violent qi, so pure and sharp that no one could get close to him.

Turning into a sword light, Mr. Liu Zhao walked through the dark road.

Since the master is dead, then the enemy must not be a good person, so I will kill the devil of the four realms, treacherous and treacherous, and be buried with the master!

Watching Liu Zhaojun leaving quickly, Jianzi Xianji sighed, and grabbed Feng Yuyu who was about to intercept him: "Forget it, let him vent."

Mr. Liuzhao's madness is the first to suffer from adversity.Mr. Liuzhao can be said to run where the famous people gather.

The first unlucky ones are the forces of the Desire Realm who are preparing to welcome Bo Xun.

They were doing everything there, even the Advent.

The three-faced Bo Xun had just arrived, with monstrous demon power, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. Before he could say a word, he didn't even put up his protective air shield, and a destructive sword energy came from the sky.

Mr. Liuzhao has always been merciful in slashing people, but now he is focused on revenge, of course, his moves are fatal, and he hit the unsteady Bo Xun's heart with one blow.

With such a change, everyone present in the Desire Realm couldn't help being furious. Who can not be angry that more than a hundred years of hard work has come to nothing?How can Mr. Liu Zhao, who is red-eyed, care about these things when he forms a confrontation and has a fierce killing move?There were a few more scars on his body, and he plowed this place three times forcefully. The rain of swords from the sky was like a punishment from heaven, and the valley was cut three feet lower.

Following the principle of "rather killing by mistake than letting them go, Mr. Liu Zhao solved the forces in the Desire Realm. Even if there are still remnants, the rest is not enough to cause trouble. Two or three big cats and kittens are completely impossible to be the murderer who killed the master." .

This time it was by surprise, no one would have expected that the Desire Realm would suddenly bump into Mr. Liuzhao who went mad, and Mr. Liuzhao would choose to run over from the Dao Realm when he was insane today, using the suddenness and explosiveness, Mr. Liuzhao could succeed in one fell swoop.

Mofo Boxun was very angry. It was his own miscalculation. He caught people off guard and fell short. He still had to wait for the resurrection of the subordinate forces.

Mad Taoist, I remember you!

With resentment, Bo Xun glanced at the leaving figure, only to dissipate again.

The forces in the Desire Realm who have not yet had time to become demons are so unlucky, and the local forces in the plight, Demon Realm, will not let Liu Zhaojun let it go.

He still remembers how Yi Qiunian died in the play, there are many secret techniques in the Demon Realm, who knows if there is any special research on how to deal with the master and the others?

Back then, Liu Zhaojun and Jianzi Xianji did not continue to explore the Demon Realm because of the Wind Trace, but not this time.

Directly kill the Demon Realm, regardless of whether it is an external force or an internal force, from the outside to the inside, go deep layer by layer, as long as the internal strength is insufficient, you will retreat and recover, and return after a while, and all those who stand in front of you will be wiped out with one sword Of.

Mo Liujian watched Liu Zhaojun wreak havoc in his hometown from afar, the violent and holy Daoist sword light, even if the current master is going crazy, it is still clear and pure.He didn't stop him, he just watched from a distance, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more passionate.

"Wind Scar, what do you think?" Zhu Tian stood beside Mo Liujian, watching Liu Zhaojun's power, and deeply felt that he was lucky that he didn't fight at the beginning.

"A rare opponent."

"Who asked you this?" Zhu Tian sighed when he saw Mo Liujian's eyes. It's good to have a friend who is a sword idiot, but sometimes their brain circuits are not on the same line at all, helpless.

"The forces of the Demon Realm are not that simple, Mr. Liu Zhao will suffer." Mo Liujian finally accepted his fighting spirit, and said after thinking for a while.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a big demon came out of the Demon Realm, the demon was mighty, and the wind was surging.

Liuzhao-jun looked unbeatable, but when he thought of Master, his eyes were cold.

Those who can't be beaten by themselves may be the murderer who killed the master, so fuck him!

Red-eyed and hard-hearted, Mr. Liu Zhao completely gave up his defense and rushed over like crazy.

"Overestimating one's own strength." The big demon naturally snorted coldly, and knocked Liu Zhaojun back three feet with one palm, but his palm also scratched a line because he underestimated Liu Zhaojun who was not as good as his own.

"I didn't expect there to be such a hidden master in Moyu, Liu Zhaojun can't beat it." Mo Liujian saw the gap at a glance. Without him, Liu Zhaojun has been fighting for a long time, and his recovery must be lacking. He already had some injuries, so he couldn't beat this intact monster.

"Hmph, then he is looking for death by himself." Zhu Tian looked at him coldly.

But with a few tricks, Mr. Liuzhao was really at a disadvantage. Seeing that Mr. Liuzhao was about to die, Mo Liujian was about to come forward to save people. A golden light flashed, and Mr. Liuzhao seemed to have recovered his state at once, and his strength doubled directly. straight upside down.

Breakthrough in battle.

Mo Liujian's eyes lit up, this was the opponent he longed for.

From level 89 to level 90, this is a big leap, Mr. Liuzhao has entered the ranks of the top innate, the situation changes, Zhou Meteor ranks Qingmang wins, and the sword energy waterfall falls from the sky. From a distance, it is shocking.

After a hundred tricks, the devil was beheaded by Mr. Liuzhao instead.

Panting heavily, there were bloodstains all over his body, both his own and others', Liu Zhaojun's mind cleared up a lot, he took a deep look at the depths of the Demon Realm, turned and left, and came back when he recovered.

The author has something to say:

It's really not the fault of the Desire Realm, and the Desire Realm is also unlucky, don't worry, this is just delaying the arrival of the Desire Realm.

Mo Yu is also the bad luck of eight lifetimes, and he will bear the blame if he doesn't blame it.

感谢在2020-01-2500：35：38～2020-01-2517：36：15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mo'er;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!