Chapter 178
As the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times. In one night, the buildings of the Ying Dynasty of the former dynasty fell down, and suddenly Foreign Tribes invaded the south. Some of them sat on hundreds of thousands of masters and separated one side. However, some people loved to walk in the rivers and lakes alone, happy with their gratitude and hatred, and returned a brilliant world with their swords.
Eighty years ago, all swordsmen believed in Huang Zhao.
And 80 years later, there is no sword saint in the world, only tianwu army.
Tianwu army, a man into an army.
On the eighth floor of the stone pagoda, the edge of the bronze coffin, which was opened again 15 years later, was gently held by a hand. The fingers of this hand are extremely slender, and the palm is very thick and huge. However, the palm and the back of the hand show a strong contrast. The palm is full of cocoons, and the hand is bright and white.
This is a good hand to hold a knife.
Then, a figure of an old man in a blue shirt slowly sat up from the coffin. His figure was slightly emaciated, his face was cut like a knife, his eyes were slightly closed, and his nose was very high.
He is not as gray as the ordinary old man, but a rare gray green, hair is very long, directly down to the waist, roots such as spines, contains a strong edge.
"The fragrant wind leads to the Dalao sky, and the moon and cloud cave worship the immortals. It is a total of melancholy things in the world. I don't know what year this evening is."
Words are like knives, swords kill people, words kill hearts!
As the words fell, the old man in blue opened his eyes. The dark green light on the eighth floor of the stone tower seemed to have its own soul in an instant. It became jubilant and eager to try. The sound of the sound of swords came and went.
Among the 18 kinds of weapons, Dao is one of the nine short and nine long, and the head of the nine is short. If you cut it out, you will never move forward and forget life and death.
If a swordsman and rolling Dao Qi were kept in the coffin for 15 years, what a terrifying outburst would be. Countless Dao Qi gathered inward and gradually formed a giant deer. Its two horns pierced the void. With the continuous influx of green Sabre Qi, it slowly glowed, and finally turned into a dazzling white deer.
Under the light of white deer, the two great masters from Shenji Pavilion, the peak soul clan, sent out bursts of soul howling. The master of Yuge Pavilion directly took out a talisman the size of a palm, crushed it, and a blue light gate appeared directly in the void.
It's the great move of Shenji Pavilion.
The shiver from the depths of the soul clearly told them that at this time, there was a peerless weapon in the eighth layer that was slowly waking up. The light of the sharp edge of the White Deer at the moment had made them unable to resist any idea.
Each big move symbol can ignore the space distance, and instantly span thousands of miles, which is the treasure of Shenji Pavilion. Therefore, the blue space gate appears quickly, almost instantly, but there is a light faster than it. It is a white deer from the broken void. Inside the white deer, there is a knife.
"As soon as you wake up, you can swing your knife to your heart's content. It's so fast, so fast."
Under the gaze of two ghost families' virtual shadows and purple eyes on his forehead, the White Deer chopped the whole large moving light door in a flash. The old man in green clothes sitting in the bronze coffin did not get up. With a move of his hand, the White Deer turned his body and cut again at the Yuge Pavilion master.
Under the blade of white deer, they are all broken.
After a while, all the green light and white deer in the eighth floor disappeared and returned to peace again. Two ghost images from Shenji Pavilion were still in the air. After shooting the huge coffin, Li Chunfeng, who was sitting on the ground with his right arm, climbed up from the ground and walked slowly to the old man in green who was still sitting in the coffin. The expression on his face was strange and old Even with a trace of palpitation, he said in a conversational tone:
"Mr. Huang, it's safe to say goodbye for 15 years."
"Well?" The old man turned his head and looked up at Li Chunfeng.
Li Chunfeng's face was helpless, and then he continued: "Huang, great Xia Huang, are you all right?"
The old man in green just nodded with satisfaction. Then he seemed to think of something. His face changed slightly. He raised his hand and grasped Li Chunfeng's incomparable white beard on his chest. He said:
"Lao Tzu's original source was greatly damaged, but he hasn't recovered a few points. You slapped me out of the extreme light of the mountain and sea map. Do you want to make me belch?"
When Li Chunfeng met the old man when he was young, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. How dare he resist half a minute? The whole person was pulled forward and kept explaining:
"it's not like this, it's not like this, great Xia Huang."
The old man in green shirt still refused to give up. His voice was like a knife, ringing through the hall.
"I think you're going back more and more as you live. This is the place where the Shenjing temple is, where the map of the Terran artifact mountain and sea is located, can be invaded by foreign enemies. My face is completely lost."
Li Chunfeng's old face turned red and he couldn't say a word. In a twinkling of an eye, he took out some blue and white porcelain bottles from his arms and handed them to the old man in green shirt and said:
"great Xia Huang, this is your grandson. It's said that it can make up for the loss of origin. Although it can't completely restore the original strength of your old man, it's just started We can supplement them slowly. "
As soon as his eyes brightened, he raised his hand to take over the porcelain bottle, opened it and drank it. Then he sipped his mouth and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had already taken on a trace of joy."And this is called magic mango, which can replenish vitality in a moment. There is also a small amount of source, which is also left by his highness TAISUN."
Li Chunfeng once again took out a thing, the size of a palm, which was the shape of a mango that was not found in the vast land of China. It radiated a misty blue light and was bright and delicious.
The old man in green clothes didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and bit into his mouth. The light blue juice gushed out. The old man uttered a comfortable sigh and said:
"it seems that my grandson is also a capable person. It is much better than my useless and dull son. If there are a large number of these things, I can leave the lock yuan coffin and the cold light of the mountain and sea map 。”
Huang Zhao's eyes flash a glimmer of hope. He has lost 15 years of time, and he can't wait to see his grandson.
Then his eyes turned to be resolute and resolute. He raised his hand to summon a huge white deer, which flashed away from the gate of the hall. Then he crossed the railing in the eighth floor and jumped down directly. At the same time, the murderous and wanton voice sounded.
"There are some annoying ghosts fighting with the younger generation on the lower floors of the pagoda, but the Taoist spirits of these younger generations are simply against the sky."
In the whole Sitian tower, including the main hall on the first floor and the staircases on the upper floors, a dark green with white light flashed through. All the soul clans were still for a moment, standing on the spot.
Li Yi, the fat man and the crescent moon are gathered together, looking at the front with a puzzled look.
"Lord Huang, no, great Xia Huang, what about those invading spirits?"
On the eighth floor, Li Chunfeng's weak inquiry voice sounded.
"It's OK, but I lost my head."
In the next second, although there are souls, including the master of Yuge Pavilion and Dan Yuanzi, who are suspended on the eighth floor, the eyes above the forehead burst directly, and the fuzzy head falls from the body.
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Eighty years ago, all swordsmen believed in Huang Zhao.
And 80 years later, there is no sword saint in the world, only tianwu army.
Tianwu army, a man into an army.
On the eighth floor of the stone pagoda, the edge of the bronze coffin, which was opened again 15 years later, was gently held by a hand. The fingers of this hand are extremely slender, and the palm is very thick and huge. However, the palm and the back of the hand show a strong contrast. The palm is full of cocoons, and the hand is bright and white.
This is a good hand to hold a knife.
Then, a figure of an old man in a blue shirt slowly sat up from the coffin. His figure was slightly emaciated, his face was cut like a knife, his eyes were slightly closed, and his nose was very high.
He is not as gray as the ordinary old man, but a rare gray green, hair is very long, directly down to the waist, roots such as spines, contains a strong edge.
"The fragrant wind leads to the Dalao sky, and the moon and cloud cave worship the immortals. It is a total of melancholy things in the world. I don't know what year this evening is."
Words are like knives, swords kill people, words kill hearts!
As the words fell, the old man in blue opened his eyes. The dark green light on the eighth floor of the stone tower seemed to have its own soul in an instant. It became jubilant and eager to try. The sound of the sound of swords came and went.
Among the 18 kinds of weapons, Dao is one of the nine short and nine long, and the head of the nine is short. If you cut it out, you will never move forward and forget life and death.
If a swordsman and rolling Dao Qi were kept in the coffin for 15 years, what a terrifying outburst would be. Countless Dao Qi gathered inward and gradually formed a giant deer. Its two horns pierced the void. With the continuous influx of green Sabre Qi, it slowly glowed, and finally turned into a dazzling white deer.
Under the light of white deer, the two great masters from Shenji Pavilion, the peak soul clan, sent out bursts of soul howling. The master of Yuge Pavilion directly took out a talisman the size of a palm, crushed it, and a blue light gate appeared directly in the void.
It's the great move of Shenji Pavilion.
The shiver from the depths of the soul clearly told them that at this time, there was a peerless weapon in the eighth layer that was slowly waking up. The light of the sharp edge of the White Deer at the moment had made them unable to resist any idea.
Each big move symbol can ignore the space distance, and instantly span thousands of miles, which is the treasure of Shenji Pavilion. Therefore, the blue space gate appears quickly, almost instantly, but there is a light faster than it. It is a white deer from the broken void. Inside the white deer, there is a knife.
"As soon as you wake up, you can swing your knife to your heart's content. It's so fast, so fast."
Under the gaze of two ghost families' virtual shadows and purple eyes on his forehead, the White Deer chopped the whole large moving light door in a flash. The old man in green clothes sitting in the bronze coffin did not get up. With a move of his hand, the White Deer turned his body and cut again at the Yuge Pavilion master.
Under the blade of white deer, they are all broken.
After a while, all the green light and white deer in the eighth floor disappeared and returned to peace again. Two ghost images from Shenji Pavilion were still in the air. After shooting the huge coffin, Li Chunfeng, who was sitting on the ground with his right arm, climbed up from the ground and walked slowly to the old man in green who was still sitting in the coffin. The expression on his face was strange and old Even with a trace of palpitation, he said in a conversational tone:
"Mr. Huang, it's safe to say goodbye for 15 years."
"Well?" The old man turned his head and looked up at Li Chunfeng.
Li Chunfeng's face was helpless, and then he continued: "Huang, great Xia Huang, are you all right?"
The old man in green just nodded with satisfaction. Then he seemed to think of something. His face changed slightly. He raised his hand and grasped Li Chunfeng's incomparable white beard on his chest. He said:
"Lao Tzu's original source was greatly damaged, but he hasn't recovered a few points. You slapped me out of the extreme light of the mountain and sea map. Do you want to make me belch?"
When Li Chunfeng met the old man when he was young, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. How dare he resist half a minute? The whole person was pulled forward and kept explaining:
"it's not like this, it's not like this, great Xia Huang."
The old man in green shirt still refused to give up. His voice was like a knife, ringing through the hall.
"I think you're going back more and more as you live. This is the place where the Shenjing temple is, where the map of the Terran artifact mountain and sea is located, can be invaded by foreign enemies. My face is completely lost."
Li Chunfeng's old face turned red and he couldn't say a word. In a twinkling of an eye, he took out some blue and white porcelain bottles from his arms and handed them to the old man in green shirt and said:
"great Xia Huang, this is your grandson. It's said that it can make up for the loss of origin. Although it can't completely restore the original strength of your old man, it's just started We can supplement them slowly. "
As soon as his eyes brightened, he raised his hand to take over the porcelain bottle, opened it and drank it. Then he sipped his mouth and closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had already taken on a trace of joy."And this is called magic mango, which can replenish vitality in a moment. There is also a small amount of source, which is also left by his highness TAISUN."
Li Chunfeng once again took out a thing, the size of a palm, which was the shape of a mango that was not found in the vast land of China. It radiated a misty blue light and was bright and delicious.
The old man in green clothes didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and bit into his mouth. The light blue juice gushed out. The old man uttered a comfortable sigh and said:
"it seems that my grandson is also a capable person. It is much better than my useless and dull son. If there are a large number of these things, I can leave the lock yuan coffin and the cold light of the mountain and sea map 。”
Huang Zhao's eyes flash a glimmer of hope. He has lost 15 years of time, and he can't wait to see his grandson.
Then his eyes turned to be resolute and resolute. He raised his hand to summon a huge white deer, which flashed away from the gate of the hall. Then he crossed the railing in the eighth floor and jumped down directly. At the same time, the murderous and wanton voice sounded.
"There are some annoying ghosts fighting with the younger generation on the lower floors of the pagoda, but the Taoist spirits of these younger generations are simply against the sky."
In the whole Sitian tower, including the main hall on the first floor and the staircases on the upper floors, a dark green with white light flashed through. All the soul clans were still for a moment, standing on the spot.
Li Yi, the fat man and the crescent moon are gathered together, looking at the front with a puzzled look.
"Lord Huang, no, great Xia Huang, what about those invading spirits?"
On the eighth floor, Li Chunfeng's weak inquiry voice sounded.
"It's OK, but I lost my head."
In the next second, although there are souls, including the master of Yuge Pavilion and Dan Yuanzi, who are suspended on the eighth floor, the eyes above the forehead burst directly, and the fuzzy head falls from the body.
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