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That was the Qi Youtian he had never seen before, like a cold iceberg that suddenly collapsed with cracks, and all the ice and debris melted into the sea water.

Gao Huashu frowned.His chest was so congested that he couldn't breathe out or swallow it, the dilemma was really uncomfortable.

This is the opponent I have been thinking about?An opponent who is disturbed by mortal feelings, obsessed with beauty and bluntness?

Suddenly, Gao Huashu didn't want to say anything.But Qi Youtian raised his head and looked at him with a flat expression.

Still had the sharp eyes as before, but Gao Huashu could see the coldness in them, it was the eyes that wanted to protect the people behind him, firm and persistent.

Whenever the little furnace said that he was wrong, Qi Youtian could draw his sword on the spot.As a result, Gao Huashu's heart became even colder, because of such a small cauldron, Qi Youtian wants to be at odds with him?

Fortunately, Qian Ziwen said that he was fine, and the fellow Taoist did not make things difficult for him.Qi Youtian also ignored Gao Huashu, and Gao Huashu was really disappointed.

He turned his back and said every word coldly and decisively: "I originally thought that you were my destined opponent and my confidant. You should be the same as me, with the same heart and nothing but a sword .Now you have changed, you let me down too much. I can see through it, you are just a layman who is greedy for beauty, and you are no different from other people. "

Qi Youtian asked back: "What is vulgar and what is elegant? Everything is your own imagination, what does it have to do with me? There are tens of thousands of sword cultivation paths, you just choose one of them and go straight forward. Why do you want others to be exactly the same as you?" ?”

The young Jianxiu held Qian Ziwen's hand, "As for saying that I'm greedy for beauty, I do so voluntarily, it's none of your business. I practice Taoism, and I just want to be free and at ease. If I want to practice swords and become a cold But if I ruthlessly kill those who love to prove the Tao, then I would rather not practice swords anymore."

Gao Huashu was shocked, and his eyes widened in disbelief.He didn't expect Qi Youtian to be so confused, he actually abandoned his sword for this furnace!

Gao Huashu really couldn't believe this fact, Qi Youtian was looking at Qian Ziwen with tender eyes, he couldn't deny anything, let alone escape.

This is the opponent he identified, the opponent of his life.Gao Huashu wanted to sigh, but he was more disappointed in his heart.

He suddenly felt that life is nothing more than this, and the friendship between him and Qi Youtian is nothing more than that, there is nothing special about it, everything can be let go.

Suddenly having an epiphany, Gao Huashu fell into a brief silence.

He doesn't look or hear or speak, the whole person seems to be integrated with the world, and it seems that the sense of existence is too obvious, the whole world can only accommodate himself.

Unexpectedly, this junior's aptitude is not bad, but he can still have an epiphany in situ!Qian Ziwen, who carelessly stroked the cat, was also surprised.

He just wondered whether it was Gao Huashu who had too much affection for Qi Youtian, and he could immediately repent after being hit, or Gao Huashu should have this fate, and he should experience it at any time.

Anyway, this is a good thing after all, Qian Ziwen nodded.

Gao Huashu, who was frustrated in love, soon sobered up. When he looked at Qi Youtian again, he no longer had the feeling of indignation just now, as if he was watching the moon in the water and the flowers in the mist, and felt that the self he was just now was not the self he is now.

"If there is no mistake, there will be a battle between me and Daoist Qi tomorrow." Gao Huashu said, "You have your way, and I have mine. From then on, you and I have been strangers, and we may not have any contact in the future. Just for the sake of The friendship between you and me in the past ten years, you and I will end it tomorrow."

Qi Youtian said: "If you want to fight, I will fight."

"That's good." Gao Huashu shook his head sadly. When his eyes fell on Qian Ziwen, he immediately narrowed his eyes unhappily, as if he saw some poisonous insect.

Fenghua couldn't help Qian Ziwen before he got any better, who do you despise, the little Jianxiu who has eyes but no eyes? !

Like a flash of white lightning, he jumped up from Qian Ziwen's shoulder and jumped directly onto Gao Huashu's body. His claws scratched five bloodstains on his hand involuntarily, and then jumped back to Qian Ziwen's shoulder.

Gao Huashu was stunned for a moment, and then felt the pain when he saw the back of his hand bleeding.

This little beast!Gao Huashu was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched. Just as he was about to draw his sword and kill the cat directly, Qian Ziwen apologized to him in panic: "Sorry, sorry, my cat is ignorant and hurt fellow daoist, but fellow daoist's hand is fine Right? I have good wound medicine here, why don’t fellow daoists let me try it?”

The young boy's face turned pale. It's really pitiful. He just wanted to reach out to grab Gao Huashu's hand, but Qi Youtian stopped him, "My little brother raised a cat that made a mistake, and I'll apologize to you on its behalf. As for the medicine , let me come."

Qi Youtian even lowered his head to apologize to himself in order to prevent Qian Ziwen from giving him medicine!Is this still the former Qi Youtian who had a cold personality and never bowed his head? !

Just for this little furnace, just for him!It's so beautiful!

Gao Huashu, who was about to have an attack, was stunned. He took a look at the wound, but there were only five paw prints. It looked scary, but the wound had already healed.

Gao Huashu waved his hand at Qi Youtian, "I'm fine, I just hope that Fellow Daoist Qi won't delay the battle between you and me tomorrow. If you feel guilty, don't hold back when confronting me."

Before Qian Ziwen could say anything, Gao Huashu had already walked away.

Gao Huashu, who is barely half of his good friend, thinks so, how do other people think of Qian Ziwen?I'm afraid everyone thinks that Qian Ziwen is a disaster that led him astray, right?

Qi Youtian looked at the sky and said after a while: "Tomorrow's battle is not only for myself, but also for you. I want to win tomorrow's final, and I want to prove to others that you are not the one who delays my cultivation. I With the support of the sword heart, it will be sharper."

He stared at Qian Ziwen with those blue eyes, his eyes were so burning that he couldn't allow Qian Ziwen to take half a step back.Qi Youtian hugged Qian Ziwen involuntarily, the white cat was squeezed to the ground, and meowed around its owner's legs several times, but no one paid any attention to him.

Qi Youtian buried his head on Qian Ziwen's shoulder, the younger brother's bones were too slender and fragile, which made his jaw ache, but Qi Youtian refused to move away.

Qian Ziwen hesitated for a while, and finally reached out and hugged his brother, he just said: "I believe in you."

Just three words are worth a thousand words.Qi Youtian even forgot to deal with the white cat, and once he returned to the yard, he began to practice behind closed doors.

Qian Ziwen also let him go, anyway, the Son of Destiny will definitely be extraordinary.

Sure enough, Qi Youtian was invincible the next day.The final final was indeed a battle between Gao Huashu and Qi Youtian.

There were quite a few people watching the finals, and there was a huge crowd, filling the huge area to the brim.Qian Ziwen chose the farthest seat, also for the sake of peace.

He swept the field with his spiritual sense, Qi Youtian and Gao Huashu faced each other silently, neither of them spoke first to say hello.

It seemed that the spectators watching the game were also taken aback by the silence between the two. No one dared to whisper. The huge venue was eerily silent, as silent as the calm sea before a storm.

What's the point of this? Gao Huashu hated the attitude of being weak before, why didn't he take the opportunity to say a few harsh words?Qian Ziwen propped his chin in thought.The white cat in his arms was bored, and started to chase its own tail in circles. It was so stupid that it didn't look like a demon cultivator who had transformed himself into a god.

Qian Ziwen yawned, and suddenly there was another person in the seat beside him, and the person called him in a low voice: "White Feather Demon Lord."

Qian Ziwen glanced at him.Blood Soul covered him in a cloak, it was pitch black, and looked like a dark cloud. Anyone who saw him would think that this person was not a good person.

The young boy turned his head and said: "Can't you be more upright, anyway, there are too many monks coming to visit the Qunyu Mountain Society, and Tianmuhai will not recognize you for a while."

"I have taken too many scapegoats, and I am far less calm and at ease than Mozun. That Yan Ge Xianjun from Taiyan Sect is still here. If he recognizes me, I will not be able to please him." There is something in Xuehun's words, and Qian Ziwen clicked , It's a pity that the cheeky White Feather Demon Venerable just pretended not to hear it, and didn't even tremble his eyelashes.

If it was just that, it would be fine, but the white cat who was chasing its tail in circles threw out such a sentence, "Coward, you have no courage to shrink back, no wonder you were defeated by the Demon Lord."

When will the elegance of a mere god-like cultivation base be able to mock himself?

The corner of Blood Soul's mouth hidden under the cloak twitched, feeling more and more that his status was getting worse day by day, that even a cat that could only go around foolishly could bully him openly.

Bisheng Qian Ziwen was still protecting the cat, he reached out and tapped the tip of the white cat's nose, "Naughty."

This moment made Fenghua stop, he stopped chasing his tail and stuck out his tongue to lick that white jade-like finger.

At this moment, the two people on the stage suddenly made a movement, and at the same time they drew their swords like lightning, and the overwhelming aura made their faces ache.

Sword cultivators are the best at bluffing people when they fight. The two sword lights collided and broke, as if they could overturn the river and open up the world.

One move after another, the sword energy shattered and surged, sometimes as swift as lightning, sometimes as fierce as fire, thousands of sword lights dazzled people's eyes.

The sword energy was stirred up and the clouds gathered and were dispersed. Even though they were far away, Qian Ziwen could feel the wind blowing towards his face, full of chill and determination.

The blood soul sitting on the side was bored and could only watch the competition between the two golden core sword cultivators on the stage.In his eyes, the swordsmanship of these two people is nothing to look at. After all, the years of practice are too short, and only the sword intent is impressive.

Blood Soul looked at it for a while, and couldn't help commenting: "The little sword cultivator of Taiyan Sect is quite powerful, and the one from Pitian Sword Sect probably has an epiphany, and his cultivation level is obviously higher. Even so, It’s really unexpected that they can also draw a tie.”

It wasn't Qian Ziwen who spoke, but Feng Hua, who raised his head and said proudly, "That's Mozun's senior brother, so it's naturally extraordinary."

"Why is Master Fenghua so proud? After all, you are not as majestic as yourself." Blood Soul slammed back unceremoniously, "What else can you do besides chasing after your own tail while staying with the Demon Lord? You are not as good as that Little Swordsman."

What little sword cultivator, that is the son of destiny.Fenghua looked at Xuehun contemptuously, and didn't think there was anything wrong with being cute, "I can entertain the loneliness for the Demon Lord, but you can't do this, and you can't be envious."

Hearing this answer at first glance, Rao Xuehun was stunned for a moment.

Pastime and loneliness, these four words sound too ambiguous, which inevitably makes people think about it.He has also seen Fenghua transformed into a human form, which can be regarded as beautiful and delicious.However, if compared with the appearance of the White Feather Demon Venerable...

Xuehun smiled shortly, and only said in his heart that it was Fenghua's luck to have such a beautiful blessing.

Qian Ziwen watched for a while and stopped paying attention to the outcome on the field. He turned his head and asked, "Blood Soul Demon Monarch, I don't know how are you preparing for the big event that you and I jointly planned?"

Blood Soul, who was gazing at Qian Ziwen's side face with his eyes, said casually after hearing the words: "The preparations have been made, just wait for the Demon Lord to give an order, and this group of Yushan will be disturbed. It is estimated that the cultivator of Tianmuhai Everyone's face is ugly."

"Very good." Qian Ziwen only said these two words, and there was no more words.He stared intently at the ring.

Thousands of sword lights in the sky suddenly converged, and then converged into two invisible sword lights, which were held in the palms of their respective masters.

It turns out that this is the way Qi Youtian chose again.Gao Huashu's eyes were slightly closed and his expression was cold, as if he had fallen into yesterday's epiphany again.

Jianxiu has always been lonely and high-spirited all the way, and he can't tolerate personal affairs or others.

Gao Huashu held the sword in his hand again, it was his sword, and it was also his heart, a heart that went forward without any cracks.He can win.He wanted Qi Youtian to prove that that way was wrong!

"Also ask Fellow Daoist Qi to take my last sword, the vastness of Yunshan."

Gao Huashu opened his eyes, and he finally swung the sword. The sword energy suddenly bloomed on the top of the mountains, as if a steep mountain rose from the ground.

The mountain was too high and too steep, even if you looked up desperately, you couldn't see the top of the mountain.This is true of the sword heart, and so is the heart of seeking Tao.

He will win, he will definitely win!Qi Youtian's mind is too impure and too confused, he will never be able to beat himself now!

Gao Huashu was very happy. He watched the sword energy bloom and rise, and also swept away his previous depression and depression.

Jian Guang pressed over, crushing all the bluestone bricks on the ground, and Qi Youtian's long hair flying in the wind.

Facing the sword light that was too sharp and impossible to resist, Qi Youtian didn't say anything.There was nothing in his heart, no resentment or remorse.

Being inferior to others in skills means that their skills are inferior to others. It does not mean that he is on the wrong path.Qi Youtian couldn't make him abandon his love and abandon his junior brother for the sake of the sword.

However, there is still some regret after all, it is the itching of the swordsman when he faces a good opponent.He instinctively wanted to draw his sword and make a move, but he couldn't think of any move that could defeat the sword.

Which trick?Qi Youtian suddenly remembered that that night in Shanhai City, he saw Bai Yu and also saw that sword.

A sword that is too stunning, with sword energy spanning thirty thousand miles, and a sword that is radiant and cold to nineteen continents.A sword that can open the sky can also cut off everything in the world.

Qi Youtian had figured out that sword move thousands of times, but he never got it right.Only now, Qi Youtian wants to give it a try.

His hand moved subconsciously, he raised his wrist, stretched out his hand and swung the sword, all in one go.The not-so-steep sword light was released from the edge of the sword without any surprises, but it suddenly split the world.

A sword that can divide yin and yang and cut the dawn, the so-called opening up the world, should be like this.Too domineering and too condescending, so that those who see it can only admire and admire, and can't even arouse the slightest resistance.

Even though the ethereal and mysterious aura of the Mountain of Clouds permeated people, it was mercilessly torn to pieces by this sword light.

Only the sword light that opened up the sky and the earth is still there. It rises up and up alone, splits the sky and cuts off the sunlight, and finally merges with the sky.

With a click, the sword in Gao Huashu's palm was already shattered. He stared blankly at the sword in his hand, unable to speak a word.

This sword is really amazing and terrifying.It turned out that Qi Youtian's sword heart was really like this, and Gao Huashu suddenly lost his mind.

The cultivators watching the game on the field didn't dare to speak at first, and this time they didn't even dare to breathe. Even the mighty ones who were far away in the sky were a little surprised.

Blood Soul vaguely saw some clues, he smiled, "I think the sword intent of this Taiyan sect's little sword cultivator, I am afraid that he has a true inheritance of the demon king's swordsmanship."

Those who have really seen Baiyu's swordsmanship will naturally be able to see the true meaning of it.Qian Ziwen didn't even think about hiding it from him, and said openly: "I once taught Qi Youtian a sword technique, this junior has a good understanding."

Even the swordsmanship at the bottom of the box can be taken out to teach others casually, how dare Fenghua say that Qi Youtian is just Senior Brother Qianziwen?

Blood Soul thought about it for a long time, but didn't ask.After all, Qian Ziwen's answer was too frank, and there was no room for speculation.

Gao Huashu on the stage finally came back to his senses. He threw away the sword that had been shattered into pieces, and just about to speak, he found his throat was astringent.

He touched his neck unconsciously, and a streak of blood bloomed from his fingertips. It turned out that the sword almost cut his throat.

"This sword is not for you, but for my little junior brother. He is not a burden, nor does it dull my heart." Qi Youtian put the sword back into its sheath indifferently, turned and left without looking at Gao Huashu.

"For the sake of junior brother." Qian Ziwen repeated this sentence, as if he wanted to break up the words and savor them carefully.

Qi Youtian can be regarded as affectionate and righteous, but unfortunately his luck is too bad.

In the final analysis, what Qi Youtian likes is only that little senior brother Qian Ziwen, who is weak and considerate, and can only rely on his senior brother to save Qian Ziwen.

The young boy's long eyelashes covered his eyes, and also covered the chill in his pupils.

The blood soul left without saying goodbye, and Qian Ziwen stood leisurely at the farthest distance with the white cat in his arms, watching countless people applaud Qi Youtian's sword.

They were celebrating, celebrating that a promising swordsman became famous.Since then, from the land of the extreme north to the wilderness of Nanzhou, everyone knows the name of Qi Youtian.

So far, the competition part of the Qunyu Mountain Meeting has ended, Qi Youtian has a huge advantage, and can enter the trial ground three days in advance.As for who can win the Qunyu Mountain Meeting, it depends on luck in the end.

Song Tianguan from Tianmuhai gave Qi Youtian a waist badge. Although the rank of cultivator Tianmuhai was not very good, he could hold his breath and even smiled at Qi Youtian.

Qi Youtian didn't have much interest in the place of trial, he only looked for his junior brother among the people everywhere, but he couldn't find it for a while, so he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

What Song Tianguan said again, Qi Youtian didn't hear clearly.He stretched out his hand to take the waist card, and felt surprised as soon as he got it.

Suddenly a bloody mist enveloped him, and Qi Youtian disappeared.The monks had no time to be surprised, but in a short while, something happened suddenly in the field.

But all the monks who participated in the Qunyu Mountain Association, no matter the foundation or the golden core, all of them had bloody smoke rising from their bodies.

This change came too fast, and no one had time to stop it.Even Song Tianguan, who was the closest to Qi Youtian, could only stare blankly for a long time, and didn't even have time to make a decision.

The arena instantly turned into a sea of ​​chaos, and every monk looked pale and panicked.

Who wants to do this, and what is his purpose?Are those young monks alive or dead?

Since some people rushed out desperately, the incident happened so suddenly that everyone was overwhelmed by the instinct of escape, and they didn't even care about whispering.

At this moment, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky, white and slender with well-proportioned flesh and bones.That hand was holding a scroll of bamboo slips, which was radiant before it was unfolded.

Not only did the light dazzle people's eyes, but the aura emanating from the bamboo slips already shocked all the monks. They all stopped and even forgot to run away.

It was an aura that was too ancient and too long ago, just like a little inspiration when everything was hazy, it enlightened everything and separated the heaven and the earth. From then on, there were sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and monks and monsters.

Unmistakable, the giant hand slowly unfolded the bamboo slips, shaking the floating golden light, and finally condensed into three characters.The monks couldn't bear to blink, their hearts were jumping into their throats.

"The Classic of Heaven and Earth" is the "Book of Heaven and Earth" handed down by the Heavenly King.According to the legend, even a mortal without immortal roots, if he obtains this volume of exercises, he can practice straight to the Dao smoothly.

If possible, everyone hopes that they can snatch that volume of exercises, and from then on, they will reach the sky in one step, and everything in the world can no longer do anything to them.

That palm seemed to know everyone's thoughts well, and deliberately unfolded the bamboo slips slowly, and the characters on the bamboo slips were also read clearly, "The heaven and the earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric..."

It is "The Classic of Heaven and Earth"!Just the opening passage of the scriptures gave the viewers a sense of enlightenment, and their cultivation was improved indistinctly.

The monks all stretched their necks, they wished that the palm would be more forgiving, and let them see a few more words.Even a single word can be of great benefit.

But the palm stopped suddenly, it rolled up the bamboo slip little by little, and threw it up and down several times deliberately to scare people, everyone's hearts followed that hand up and down.

In the end, he turned his palm over and threw it vigorously, and the bamboo simplified into a trailing meteor across the sky and landed in the southwest of the sky.

"The land of the abyss is open, and anyone who is destined can enter it. There are all kinds of spiritual stones, magic weapons, exercises, and the "Tiandi Jing" is also included." A dignified and elegant voice sounded, although the voice was not loud, it made everyone present Hearing it clearly, "The catastrophe is approaching, and the way of heaven will also leave a glimmer of life for all living beings. I hope you will take care of yourself and don't turn into ashes under the catastrophe."

In the land of the abyss, there was a bang, and the hearts of all the monks were confused.They were busy talking to each other, busy asking each other, and the whole arena was turned into a pot of porridge.