Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

The palace lord calmly looked at Qiu Xian, who was pale and about to cry, that guy looked miserable and about to collapse.But the palace lord thought about it——

It's true, we really didn't know each other.

The person you know is not me, but my "previous life". He is dead, but I am alive.

...So, what the hell are you wronged?

Qiuxian stood on the other side of the cloud, he looked at the Palace Master from a distance, his eyes showed uncontrollable shock and sadness, as if he still couldn't believe that the Palace Master tore apart the Suoshan Formation just like that; they stood at both ends of the cloud layer , The clouds formed a huge hole between them, and the sunlight passed through this hole, just falling on the stele on the ground.

As a result, the four characters that have been drawn countless times in those ten thousand years have become shining and golden.

The entire Yunmeng Tiangong was filled with a kind of suppressed silence, and everyone screamed in their throats, but the spiritual pressure of two high-ranking powers fell from the sky, and no one could squeeze the scream out of their throats. Going out, only the old tattered Taoist priest of Qingshanzong squatted in the corner, took out a chicken leg and gnawed on it.

Miaokong from the Lingxiu Miscellaneous Affairs Club came out of the water with a splash, her hair bun on the top of her head was messed up like water plants, and a pair of big thief eyes looked around the scene, and found that it was impossible for Fu Yuanhong to come and kill her. Swimming to the shore, the aquarist in the water kindly gave her a push.So Miaokong crawled to the shore and twisted his clothes, and for the first time, he didn't rush to snatch the news.

The Palace Master was not in the mood to play wooden games with Qiu Xian. His eyes locked on the Demon Suppressing Palace deep in the clouds. The familiar aura flickered. He was about to leave when a clear sword light suddenly flew diagonally.

Qiu Xian's fingertips touched the void, and the sword light stopped in front of the Palace Master, and a ray of sword light expanded into glass all over the sky.

Jianmang was only blocking, so the palace lord slowed down and didn't slash directly. Qiuxian stood there, his eyes moved slightly, and his lips trembled, as if he had something to say.

Sure enough, seeing the Palace Master looking at him, Qiu Xian said softly: "Senior brother, this is the sword you gave me."

Palace Master: "Oh."

Qiu Xian looked at his fingertips, the clear spiritual power supported the sword in his palm, the sword was slender and straight, similar to Zhanxue, three feet three inches five; but in the eyes of the palace master, the blade was not clean and tidy, the sword The body is like that kind of patterned glass, translucent, with tiny cracks, but it won't make people think it's broken, and the brilliant skylight is seeped through the cracks.

Qiu Xian stroked the sword with the other hand, his eyes full of nostalgia, and he said: "I was a child with yellow hair back then, you picked me up in the backyard of a Goulan where my birth mother discarded me when she was in Liang, tell me, tell me Cultivate, don’t cry, I will always protect you.”

The palace lord listened silently, and gently touched the goose bumps on her forearms.

"It was a turbulent era, but I was born in a brothel, and my mother was an oiran. I was used to that... that kind of life, so I was reluctant to suffer at first. Cultivating immortals is a hard job. When I was young, my mind was full of It’s eating and drinking, going out to play, and wearing beautiful clothes..." Qiuxian continued, his eyes seemed to travel through a long time, returning to the chaotic world 1 years ago, "So you said, wait for me to become enlightened, as long as I become enlightened, even if I want the stars in the sky, and you pluck them for me."

The sword light circulates like stars.

"This sword, you have used it for 900 years, walked over every peak on the ten continents and three islands, cut off the debris of the stars, and attracted the dragon flames of the Dragon God of the East China Sea to cast it... You really gave it to me in the year I became enlightened. gave me a sword forged from shards of stars."

So the young man looked at the child he picked up tenderly, and he promised him that there would be no more lonely and dreamless children in Shizhou and Sandao from now on.They built a palace above Yunshan, which was called Yunmeng.

The palace lord continued to listen silently, so Qiuxian looked at him, looked at his hand holding the knife, and said, "The jade knife in your hand is covered with snow, so I call this sword Zhuzhao."

Wait, the palace lord looked down at the long knife in his hand... Oh, your former name was Negative Snow?Why did you change your name on your own?

"Senior brother!" Qiu Xian raised his head, turned the sword in his hand, and the light of thousands of stars gathered in one hand, shining brilliantly. He said, "Senior brother, today, you want to bear the snow and candle light, and the sword will face each other?"

Every word weeps blood, eyes contain elegy.

But the palace lord was shaking with goosebumps—what's the matter?So what if the swords are facing each other, do you think it's the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Sword? Xipi loves and kills each other?

It's not always good for a bear child to suffer from secondary illness, just give him a good beating!

The blue light danced, and the light of the knife was like a mountain. The palace master slashed down with the knife, and the colored glass was broken into thousands of pieces.

He said, "This knife is now called Zhanxue."

"Brother-"

boom--

The two strands of spiritual power reflected Yunzechuan like a golden crow falling, so bright that people could not open their eyes. Qiu Xian and the Palace Master felt a fiery air wave explode in the center at the same time. Fortunately, the air flow only flew out in parallel. No disciples on the ground were hurt.

Qiu Xian and the palace master each retreated three feet, and at the same time, the same blood line fell from the corner of their lips, but Qiu Xian ignored his injury and was shocked: "Brother, your mind is unstable, don't—"

"Where's the nonsense!" The palace lord slashed again, Qiu Xian was startled, the long sword twirled in his hand, and finally lifted it up reluctantly, barely stopping the knife that was slashing at the front door.

"Brother...you really don't want Tiangong anymore?"

Why is this kid talking so much nonsense?

The palace lord frowned: "It's not you, don't want mine first?"

Unexpectedly, Qiu Xian was so excited that he grabbed the snow-chopping blade with his bare hands, and the blood full of spiritual power instantly covered the white jade blade and splashed everywhere, but Qiu Xian didn't seem to feel it, he asked in a trembling voice: "Senior brother! After all, do you still want to abandon me? In 1000 years, your three souls and seven souls scattered into the world, do you know how long it took me... How long did it take me to take back half of it?"

The blade shook slightly, as if the anger was no longer so strong.

"You know how much effort it took me to break through the void and forcefully send this half of the soul into the reincarnation of another world... When the soul condenses, it will not disperse on its own..."

"Then what spell did you use to call it back?" The palace lord sneered, "Do you still have to cry and tell me how you tried to preserve my body for 1000 years? But you'd better not tell me that you hugged me The corpse cried out."

Judging from the instant redness on Qiuxian's face, he might have actually done this...

Palace Master: "..."

This stalk...is so fucking vulgar!What a fucking scumbag!No date!No date!No date!

"Brother, Yunmeng Tiangong is the dream of all of us. How could you, how could you stop it from growing because you like quiet?" Qiuxian asked sharply, "You refused to introduce the Yunzechuan spirit vein into Yundu Palace Transform the magic circle into psionic energy, and don't take out the true biography of the Taoist ancestor. Brother, you are so prosperous, you live as long as the sky, you don't care about anything, you don't care about the world, you say that the heart of the Tao is free, those elders who walked together come to me Pray, beg me to help them break through the innate bottleneck... Brother, have you looked at us?"

It's okay, okay, the palace lord heaved a sigh of relief, scared to death, just now Qiu Xian's attitude was too nasty, but now it's much more normal, so the matter is actually a disagreement in the company's business philosophy, fortunately it's not some bullshit love.

Qiuxian... the palace master glanced up and down, not as good-looking as his apprentice, although he is taller, but the apprentice can still grow up, sixteen or seventeen years old, let alone in this cultivation world, he is still a kid in the 21st century, No rush, no rush.

We must raise it well, adhere to the scientific concept of development, cultivate the Tao and cultivate our mind with both hands, and we must never get used to a brat who pissed himself off. Look, Qiu Xian is still jumping around here, a lesson from the past!

There is nothing more sorrowful than death, and nothing greater than thunder.

I don't know when it started, this heavenly palace is no longer just a heavenly palace that carries dreams, they also want power.

"That's my fault." The palace lord said suddenly, although he has gone through a reincarnation, but since he returned to the original point, there is no need to distinguish between the past and the present, and the 1-year Dao Xin collapsed once. To put it simply, it is possible A good principal who teaches and educates suddenly finds that the educational philosophy he has insisted on all his life has gone wrong...

The palace lord said: "I may be wrong. I mistakenly think that the way everyone chooses freely must be good."

Think about the sci-fi movies I liked to watch before, the villains destroy the human race under the slogan of saving the earth-it is common in all kinds of robot or AI rebellion movies, the villains who do that also feel that they are extraordinarily amazing, radiant and can even rewrite the history of civilization Woolen cloth.

"Seeking the Tao is difficult, but it's also easy, isn't it?" said the Palace Master, "If a person thinks that destroying the world is a good thing in his heart, then he can also obtain the Tao."

Wielding the jade knife, with the light and spiritual power of the knife, using the blade as the tip of the pen, the four characters were re-drawn in the hands of Lord Yunmeng, and the tip of his knife pointed to Qiu Xian:

"This is the last four words I sent you, Qiuxian, don't do anything, but unfortunately you still don't understand."

Of course you can fight, but... fighting on the broken dreams of innocent disciples, no wonder, the former master of Yunmeng chose to disperse his soul into the world.Not surprising at all.

He lowered his head, looking at them with terrified or curious faces. They looked at him with complex eyes. Yunmeng has never had a master for thousands of years. The young disciples may also be used to the wind direction of Shizhou and Sandao in recent years: Taoism competition, isn't that very common?

So there was a moment of confusion - not to do something, that was the way he believed in the previous life, so what about this life?

After Zhanxue returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, the palace lord put away the knife indifferently, and said, "You want a Yunmeng without me, that's fine, I'll give it to you."

——Just don’t turn around and cry while hugging my leg one day when the management is not doing well!

sneer.

"division……"

"Senior brother, you..." Yan Rong stood at the top of the cloud, dazed, but shrouded in great loss.

——Since the day of separation, the former Yunmeng Lord is no longer around.

I have to think about what my own way is.

The palace lord completely ignored them, turned around and walked towards the Demon Town Hall. The front of the Demon Town Hall was also in a mess. They were not paying attention to this side just now, so the Demon Buddha escaped thankfully, but Yunmeng was not the only one at the moment. A demon, many disciples of the demon sect who lurked in together were fighting fiercely with the law enforcement hall, and Xie Ran's younger brother Xie Ran was on the list, with a bloody scimitar in his hand.

"How dare the devil pretend to be captured!" The person he was fighting with was also an acquaintance, the palace master looked indifferently, it was Tao Yue.

Don't bother, if the wings are hard, then fly away by yourself.

Passing by, the palace lord opened the door and entered the hall - anyway, I resigned, I just want to go home and put my apprentice to sleep!

There are also traces of demons in the main hall. Except for the guards of the law enforcement hall, two young disciples who are not the same are fighting against a group of demons. They are particularly conspicuous, but the palace master took a look——

A female sword cultivator from the Qiongshan Sword Sect, another child, why... the Palace Master looked at it silently, through the transparent lock mountain formation, he couldn't see clearly, but now they are looking at each other face to face——

——So, Yu Jingzhou, are you a boy or a girl?

He waved his hand casually, and the mob soldiers who besieged the two fell to the ground screaming, and the two young disciples who were fighting lively were dumbfounded, but the reason why Cai Wan was surprised was not because she saw the Palace Master, but——

"You you you—why are you Yu Jingzhou? Are you a girl?"

The illusion technique was broken, and Jingzhu Xiaoyu, who was wearing an ill-fitting long skirt, stood there in shock and touched her chest, which was torn by her pectoral muscles...

"Fuck! New limited edition!"

"Junior Sister Yu, such a good-looking girl, pay attention to your words—"

"Fuck you idiot Jianxiu, I'm a man!"

There was no danger, and Yu Sheng's two disciples twisted into a ball, mainly because Yu Jingzhou was trying to prevent Cai Wan from taking off his trousers for inspection.

However, every female sword cultivator has the potential to become a devil, because Cai Wan can't be controlled at all, and she muttered to herself: "If the prince of Yu Jingzhu's family is a princess, it is impossible for the spies to never gossip , so I'll check to make sure..."

... There are still good children... The corner of the palace lord's mouth slightly raised, and he continued to walk in. A silent Taoist in black appeared. He glanced at the palace lord and knelt down silently.

"You are……"

"Master." The man in black replied, "You are back."

ah?What is this thing I raised in my previous life?

【Master, he is Qin Ling. You attached his spiritual consciousness to the strings of the zither. You placed it here when you built the Temple of Demon Suppression. Later, Qin Ling took on a human form and became the precept elder of Tiangong. 】

Inexplicably feel that I was a farmer in my previous life?

"Uh……"

A low moan came from the front, the Palace Master was startled, completely ignoring the resentful Qin Ling who was emitting black air above his head, and immediately rushed towards the direction of the sound. A thin and thin man was curled up on the cold stone platform. Figure, he hastily tore apart the magic circle, and picked up Fu Yuanzhi.

"Master... respect?"

Fu Yuanzhi frowned, his eyes were half-opened, his eyelashes trembled, a teardrop hung on his lips, his lips were so white that there was no color at all, the palace lord held him in his arms, felt his slight trembling, and couldn't help hugging him with distress. Holding him tightly, gently stroking the top of his hair.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."