My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Taiqing has been recuperating these days, sleeping and waking up from time to time. When he was asleep, he didn't know what happened to the outside world. Naturally, he didn't know about Canglan and Xiao Canglan merging into one.

He only remembered that the Canglan sword was broken, and he was sad for a while at that time, but later this sadness was diluted by Jing Yuan's resurrection, and he didn't expect to see Canglan today.

After all, there is a friendship from more than 1 years ago, Taiqing can be said to be very excited, but he doesn't understand why Canglan was born like the phoenix of Daoist Jingyuan, which makes him a little uncomfortable.

Canglan didn't explain her current situation, but just patted Taiqing on the head, "It's been a long time since I fought side by side, don't let the master down!"

Taiqing looked at the monster in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, showing an indifference that didn't match his appearance and age, "Of course not!"

The two sword spirits rushed into the group of demons at the same time, as fast as a stream of light. An elephant demon saw a white light the size of a grain of sand rushing towards it. A nose was cut off by the sharp sword energy.

The elephant demon screamed, and four white lights hit its thick limbs. The limbs as hard as stone pillars exploded instantly, and the elephant demon fell to the ground with a loud crash.

Dozens of light spots revolved around the huge body of the Elephant Demon, and the afterimages wove into a net, completely dismembering the Elephant Demon.

The cruel and bloody killing was just the beginning, and the monster group was cut in half.

Half of it is the ultimate white, and the mountains, forests and land are frozen into ice, which is derived from Cang Lan's ability. As a fairy sword that combines the five elements of the coldest things, he is born to be the king of ice and snow.

I saw the incomparably handsome young man floating in mid-air, his black hair gradually turning silvery white, growing continuously, entangling countless monsters like snakes.Every strand of its hair is condensed by sword energy, once it is entangled, it will be instantly shredded into pieces.

The other half is dazzling gold, Taiqing decomposes itself into countless light spots, like stars and fireflies, and like a sandstorm formed by a sword energy in a strong wind, everywhere it goes dies everywhere, not a blade of grass grows.

The two sword souls released themselves without reservation. On the tower, everyone in the Chen family had long been dumbfounded.

At this time, they knew who was beside Jing Yue, but when they really saw it, they realized that their low strength limited their imagination. Just the sword soul of the two of them made the demon tide who was dead to them become vulnerable.

The wind picked up, making everyone's robes rattle.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jing Yue asked with a faint smile, "Are you familiar?"

A flash of nostalgia flashed in Qin Yanzhi's eyes, "On Jieshan, Canglan and Taiqing fought side by side like this."

Jing Yue turned his head, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

At that time, he and Yiwang fought side by side as master and apprentice. Now, they also stand together and face all life and death crises.

But in just one hour, tens of thousands of monsters were completely killed or injured.

Dayi City only relied on two swords to defend the city gate, and the city residents who were fleeing in a hurry stopped for a dozen miles outside the city.

A woman hugged her child and said anxiously: "City, City Lord, why don't you leave?"

The middle-aged man she was questioning was the ruler of the Zhao family in the city lord's mansion, and the man frowned while looking in the direction of Sun City.

Another monk hurried over, "City Master, it seems that there is no sound in Dayu City?"

The woman was stunned, so far away, the immortal elders can still hear the movement in the city?

The city lord: "Something's wrong, I'm sure the monster tide has arrived just now, but why is it so quiet at this time? Could it be that the monster tide has receded?"

Cultivator: "Impossible? Unless the monsters are too dead or injured, it is impossible for the monster tide to retreat. Only the Chen family stays in the city, and there are hundreds of Chen family members. How can we stop the monster tide?"

When the city lord heard the Chen family mentioned, his eyes dimmed, "The Zhao family is not worthy of the position of the city lord."

The monk was stunned for a moment, and fell silent.

After a while, the city lord suddenly said: "You send the city people to continue fleeing."

After finishing speaking, he turned back to the direction of Sun City, and the monk hurriedly shouted: "City Master! It's too risky for you to go back now!"

The city lord didn't turn his head back, "If I don't go back, my life will be difficult, and I will stop here."

The cultivator stared at the city lord's back and remained silent.

A few people in the city don't know about a little thing that happened outside the city.

At this time, the Chen family was in a state of joy, but after the excitement, Chen Guo said again: "Old Ancestor, the monsters have suffered a lot from us, so they probably won't dare to come here for a short time, but the nearby cities have already been occupied by monsters." , I want to take a look."

If there are still people alive, and there are still people in need, they can also contribute a little bit.

Hearing these words, Ruan Jiu also wanted to help. He is currently not high enough to play a big role in a big battle, but he can use what he has learned on a smaller battlefield.

After all, they are for the righteous way of the human race. Even ordinary people, even low-level monks, belong to the human race and the righteous way after all.

Wei Zhentu saw that Ruan Jiu wanted to stay, so of course he would not leave, but Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi had important matters to leave first.

The crowd sent Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi to the gate of the city, Jing Yue turned around and said, "Everyone stay here."

Chen Guo said urgently: "Let's see off the ancestor again, we will see each other again today, and I don't know when we will see each other again."

Ruan Jiu and Wei Zhentu looked at each other and agreed.

He looked at the half-destroyed gate of Sun City, and said: "As long as we can safely survive the catastrophe, we will meet again. Time is running out, let's take a step first."

After finishing speaking, he called out Canglan, and flew to the sky with Qin Yan's sword.

When their figures disappeared, Chen Guo murmured, "Magic Tribulation, can we really pass?"

"Yes!" Ruan Jiu said affirmatively, "If the right path is united, this calamity will surely pass!"

Chen Guo was stunned for a moment, nodded heavily and said, "Yes! This calamity must pass!"

In the next few days, Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi rushed to Zhongzhou concurrently. At the same time, they also sent messages to various sects and factions, informing everyone that they had successfully obtained the merit stone heart.

Cold Cloud Sect.

Yiye came to the Patriarch Hall again, and Cheng Nian was still by his side.

The two respectfully put a stick of incense on Jing Yuan's portrait, and then walked towards Yi Nian's portrait. After the incense was burned, Yi Ye suddenly said: "Brother, I was weak in the last battle against the demon robbery. You and the second Brother won't let me go with you, this time, I can finally fight side by side with you."

Cheng Nian was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what the ancestor said, just about to ask, Yiye turned around and went to the portrait of Yiwang.

He stared intently at the person in the portrait for a long time, and motioned for Cheng Nian to burn incense with him.

In the curling smoke, Yiye suddenly asked Cheng Nian, "Your sword is called Taihao, and the second brother's sword is called Taiqing. Do you know what my sword is called?"

Cheng Nian shook his head, he has been with Yiye for more than a thousand years, and has seen Yiye's various weapons and magic weapons, but he has never seen Yiye's sword.

The next moment, a dark blue sword appeared in Yiye's hand. The blade was slender and soft, but there was no doubt that when the sword came out, it would be a life-threatening sword that sealed the throat with blood.

Yiye changed from his usual style, with a solemn expression, "My sword is called Tai Cang!"

As soon as the words fell, Tai Cang uttered a clear sword cry, at the same time, Taihao on Cheng Nian's waist also trembled, as if responding to Tai Cang.

"Back then, Master bestowed three of our brothers and sisters with a sword. Now things are different, but my sword is still in my hand, and I will use the sword in my hand to protect the prosperity of the Cold Cloud Sect for thousands of years!"

Yiye Jian pointed to the top of the hall, and said loudly: "Command the Cold Cloud Sect up and down, let's go!"

"Om-"

The Biyun bell on Qingyun Peak rang without knocking, and the thick bell sounded along with Yiye's instructions and spread to every corner of the Cold Cloud Sect.

No matter where they are, no matter what their cultivation level is, every disciple puts down the things in their hands and cups their hands in the direction of the Patriarch Hall, "Your order!"

At the same time, a hundred thousand cold ridges burst into golden light, and the cold cloud sect's mountain protection formation, which had been dusty for thousands of years, was opened!

Before Yiye, Kong Miao had already received the message in the Three Realms Temple which was closer to Jingyue.

He stood up from the futon, his thin body was still tall and straight, his eyes were as calm as the deep sea at night, he walked out of the meditation room step by step, and came to a large hall.

The towering hall is majestic and majestic with carved beams and painted buildings. The legend of Buddha that has been passed down for thousands of years is engraved on the wall. Just looking at it makes people feel humble and dare not be contemptuous.

And the plaque hanging on the top in the middle of the main hall is inlaid with three words glittering in gold - the hall of death.

Entering the Mie, that is, the Buddha body and the world's predestined relationship have been exhausted. Entering the Mie Hall is the hall where the relics of eminent monks in the Three Realms Temples of the past are stored.

Kong Miao slowed down and gently pushed open the door of the main hall.

The sunlight from the outside flows into the inside, driving away the shadows and paving a bright road.

Kong Miao stepped on the illuminated ground, leaving a long shadow.

He came to the altar at the front, where tablets and wooden boxes were sold, and a relic was stored in each box.

Kong Miao knelt down and kowtowed, then knelt forward again, and dragged out a wooden box from under the altar.

Inside the wooden box, there was only a red cassock inlaid with gold thread. It looked ordinary, but it symbolized the status and glory of the top monk of the Three Realms Temple in each generation.

Kong Miao gently caressed the cassock, and his memory drifted back to 1 years ago.

At that time, Dingyao Mountain had long been engulfed by the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and the sword marks left by Yiwang in the sky were slowly closing, announcing that the demon calamity had passed.

Flying snow fell all over the sky, and the great mage who raised Kong Miao was sitting on the ground covered in blood, and the lamp was already exhausted.

Before he passed away, the great mage really called Kong Miao's name, and the only thing he told him to do was to take off his cassock for himself.

Zhenrang: "Kongmiao, put it on."

Kong Miao: "But I—"

Zhenrang: "Put it on!"

Zhen Rang's tone was too majestic, Kong Miao didn't dare to disobey, so he could only carefully put on the cassock.

When he turned his head again, he saw a gratified smile on Zhenrang's wrinkled face, and he said slowly: "From today on, Sanjie Temple will respect you."

Kong Miao was terrified, knelt down and kowtowed, "Disciple respects your life."

"Remember, your responsibility."

Kong Miao's voice became weaker and weaker, and she couldn't help crying like rain, choked up and said: "Disciple, you must remember."

For a long time, he didn't wait for Zhen Rang's answer, Kong Miao's heart suddenly jumped, and he was about to raise his head when he heard Zhen Rang sigh, "My child, I have wronged you..."

Breeze picked up, rolled a bodhi leaf into Mie Hall, and blew it down to Kong Miao's feet.

Kong Miao came back to his senses, clenched the cassock in his hand, then stood up, and solemnly put on the cassock, just like before.

He strode out of the main hall, bathed in the sun, and did not look at the Palace of Ruining behind him.

——A disciple is not wronged.Peace in this world is the responsibility of disciples!