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Chapter 7 Bai Yujing's Birth
Chapter 7 Bai Yujing's Birth
Thoughts fall, arrogance recedes like a tide, a catastrophe rises, the curtain opens, and only one battle awaits!
"If you enter the world, you should sweep away Shen Ke first, so as not to establish a world-renowned reputation."
Xianqiong closed his eyes and planned, and many forces in the predicament in front of him flashed across.
Confucianism, Haozheng Five Ways, Jun Fengtian is stationed here, and the founder of the Tao, Huang Rushang, sits in it.
"Confucianism, Confucianism, put it down first!"
Just put it down, Confucianism will be out first and survived.
Buddhism, West Yellow Buddhist Realm?
With his eyes closed and his thoughts flying, the faces of Shuangsheng Sichantian flashed in front of his eyes and shook his head.
"Buddhism, the reputation is long, but the strength is, hey!"
Xianqiong sighed helplessly, I am afraid that the Buddha Realm will collapse once he goes this time, and it may be difficult to explain when the old man is born in the future.
Daomen, Daomen!Daomen?
"Now the rivers and lakes, Taoism, Taoism!" There have been many catastrophes in the past, and this catastrophe started from Xiaoxiang, and it was catastrophed by Taoism.
"People in the Taoist sect can't protect themselves, so don't disturb them!" Xianqiong planned for a long time, but he still hasn't settled down.
The fairy gate flashed across his mind, and he was buried. If he hit the fairy gate, his senior brothers might eat him!
Suddenly, Renjue Weijun's reclusive Gao Yan figure flashed in front of Xianqiong's eyes, and he was not thinking about matters related to Xianmen.
Since there is no goal in the adversity, we can only cross the adversity and try to get out of the world!
"Okay, it's up to you!" After the words fell, it was Xianqiong's target selection. In this battle, he was the owl of the Nether Realm, and he regarded the hegemony of the Nether Realm as his primary goal in his life.
Born in the cocoon clan, Kui Yujiang, a generation of demon lord born out of the golden silk cocoon.
As soon as he was born, he became the overlord of the Netherworld, conquering the world and shaping the world's No. 1.
When the mind is set, it will step up, the figure will fly, and the nine peaks of the fairy dome will immediately start to float around.
The thaumaturgy works!
"The sound of the fairy is eloquent, the meaning of the fairy is light, the fairy peak opens the way, and the fairy enters the world!"
"Bai Yujing, come out!"
Suddenly, a stream of light streaked out of the fairy dome, showing nine colors, colorful, like Gaoli appearing in the daytime, like the mysterious sky suddenly becoming a crown.
"Gong, born out of the world, powerful, shocking the world!" Bai Yu Jingpu was a shocking phenomenon as soon as he was born.
The world is in turmoil, all things sing joyfully, and the residents in the plight are exaggerated and farsighted, but they can't see clearly.
Xian Qiong opened his eyes, looked down, and saw Bai Yujing's birth, moving mountains and rivers, shaking the world, and spreading the suffering, he gradually restrained his brilliance, and then pointed to Feng Jiu.
The nine peaks rotate naturally, wrapping the fairy dome, flying up, gradually turning back, but passing away.
"This battle should shock the world, establish rules and establish rules!"
"From this point of view, you need to go from west to east, subdue all living beings, and carry this power, in the extreme east, on the throne of God Emperor, enter the Nether Realm, fight the Demon Lord, step into one realm, and sweep away Shen Ke!"
"From then on, when Bai Yujing passed by, all sentient beings retreated!"
The indifferent face, the unrestrained posture, the outstanding sword, the palace of the fairy, all these seem to be telling, this battle is successful, shocking the world!
"In the first battle, I don't know who we will meet!" Xian Qiong closed his eyes, stopped his momentum, and walked in the palace.
"The white jade capital in the sky, the twelve cities on the fifth floor. The fairy spirit is in Yunhan, the only thing I will remember for thousands of years." The clear and beautiful poem trumpet resounded through the void, and a beautiful scene spread out as far as the eye could see.
The night is cold, the loneliness is cold, the figure is silent, stepping on the knife and holding the knife, the fluorescent light is cold, but the poem is passed on!
"The lonely moon is cold, the night knife is cold, the most hated invincible, the world's peak."
The celestial dome hangs above Bai Yujing, looking down from a high place, and said, "Who is blocking the way?"
The language is cold, the voice is cold, the mind is cold, the cold is biting!
"Hate! I! Feng!" Every word and every word are distinct, and when the words fall, the sword rises, but cold shadows fly.
The ultimate move is to take action, Tiansha Guchen, "Destroy in an instant, Indra's Slash".
The knife falls, the breath comes out, and the immortal sees it.Closing his eyes and raising his hand, Bai Yujing solemnly displayed the celestial light, which shone out from the world and pressed down.
The result is, hate Wufeng, lose!
Struggling is the twilight of defeat; hesitation is a helpless choice!
The wolf, who travels thousands of miles, will never give up, the sword, with a consistent momentum, domineering and arrogant!
Stand up, turn your mind, raise your knife and walk away!
The immortal gazed, his eyes drooping, he raised his hand, and Bai Yujing suddenly set off, heading east.
Immortal enters the world, the first battle, win!
A top swordsman of unknown origin, sullen and reticent, with a disheveled hairstyle!
A holy sword pierced through his left chest and back, and he walked aimlessly with his head bowed, as if he had lost his soul!
Suddenly, I heard the whispering command to kill in my mind. I pulled out the sword from my chest and entered the fantasy world of beacon fire. Step by step, step, and walk!
The fairy is far away in the world, driving in Baiyujing, looking at the end of the world, and feeling the four fields.
Suddenly feeling someone coming in front of you, stop, stop, observe, and say, "Who is coming!"
Yu Luo didn't respond, the swordsman drew his sword for the purpose of killing.
"Kill, kill, kill!" The three words came out, holding the sword and going up.
"Single-edged swordsmanship separates heaven and man forever!" In the confusion, silent words and the sound of killing came out of his mouth.
Seeing this, Xianqiong still closed his eyes, waved his hands and said: "Xian, Zhen!"
The words blurted out, and Bai Yujing's celestial light came out again, and the light of Miaoman radiated from Bai Yujing, and the majestic momentum oppressed down.
Single-edged swordsman, hold the sword, turn back, block!
One move fell, but the result was, swordsman, retreat!
The fairy closes his eyes, sets up the palace, and is about to go.
But seeing that the swordsman did not retreat, he stepped forward again, the holy sword came out, the sword light slashed, and the power was even more powerful than before.
The immortal frowned impatiently and said, "Destroy the immortal!"
Exiting the word Mie, the momentum was unconscious, and the aura of destruction gathered all over the eyes, heading straight for the swordsman!
The sword and the air intersect, but the result is that the sword falls and the air strikes!
Swordsman, lose!
Climb down, move forward, explore the sword, stiffen, faint!
The immortal closed his eyes, waved his hand, Bai Yujing moved, and opened his mouth to murmur!
"Acquisition, people think? The last time!"
Immortal enters the world, the second battle, win!
A walker in the rivers and lakes with an indifferent personality, holding a stick of jade bamboo, and loves to go outing!There are many hidden scenic spots in private houses, and I love to play in the landscape!
Treat people with sincerity, swordsmanship is unpredictable, easy-going personality, and restrained!
"Let's look to the mountains and rivers for scenery, why bother to fight for fame? Bamboo sticks and straw sandals are lighter than horses, and the sky and the earth are boundless and let me go."
Qinglang Poem, accompanied by Qinglang's figure, holding a bamboo stick, just saw a leisurely chivalrous figure!
This time, it was the immortal blocking the way, not speaking, not speaking, just waving.
Bai Yujing stood among the clouds, a vast white light bloomed, and fell down suddenly.
"A cloud of mist and rain, Ren Pingsheng - Frost flows in the sky without feeling flying." The moves are like mountains and waters, and the character is gentle and soft, but the result is defeat and invincibility!
Ren Pingsheng wanted to say something, but he saw the immortal in the clouds coming back and saying, "Immortals will be destroyed."
Exiting the word Mie, the aura of destruction gathered everywhere, and it went straight to the swordsman, blocking the words of the swordsman.
Ren Pingsheng was helpless, turned around, and drew his sword, but it was a move "The sword in the rivers and lakes is cold, life and death are merciless, and thousands of snows and mountains will not stay."
Sword shadows flew, sword light swayed, and the sky was filled with blue light.
Heiyin faced Qingjian, but the result was that the swordsman was defeated again and again, retreating again and again, vomiting blood, standing up, and holding the sword!
Ren Pingsheng smiled wryly, recalling his past life, calmly, and closed his eyes.
The immortal ignored it, and opened his mouth again, but it was "immortal, pass away!"
The confused brilliance flickered, and suddenly landed in front of Ren Pingsheng's eyes, an instant later!
The figure is disillusioned, Ren Pingsheng dies!
Looking around, eyes drooping, raising his hand, Bai Yujing suddenly set off, heading east.
Immortal enters the world, the third battle, win!
Chapter 11 The Old Story of Xianmen
"Why do the rivers and lakes compete for fame, but forget the leisurely scenery of the mountains and rivers. There is no place to find bamboo sticks and straw shoes, and the world is so vast that you can't stay."
The Youyou Poetry is accompanied by the wind, and the sky is sunny and sunny, and the scenery is charming as far as the eye can see.
Life is right or wrong, right and wrong, all turned into sighs in the wind.
Ren Pingsheng, the master of Shan Feng Jian Yinliu Right Shan Feng, has superb swordsmanship, gentle personality, modest and restrained.
He has a leisurely personality throughout his life, and loves to play in the mountains and rivers, go outing in the green, and accompany a few friends, taste food, and visit the scenery.
Bai Yujing floated leisurely above the sky, and Xianqiong sat on it.
"Hey!" There was a sigh in the wind, but it was full of helplessness.
But it is said that above the celestial vault, when the word "death of the immortal" falls and Ren Pingsheng has no choice but to disappear.
Within the Nine Peaks, on the fifth floor, there was a flash of light blue light.A tall and straight swordsman Zhuoran appeared here holding a bamboo stick.
The Youyou poem came out, but it was "Let's look for the scenery in the mountains and rivers, why bother to fight for fame in the rivers and lakes? With a sword and straw shoes, you can win a horse lightly, and the world is boundless and let me go."
But it is said that Bai Yujing, which is floating in the sky, is heading east all the way, gathering clouds in the wind.
All of a sudden, Bai Yujing became extremely imposing, and the wind and clouds entrenched around him either gathered or scattered, and condensed into various shapes.
It looked as if an immortal had come to the world. The Immortal Qiong was sitting quietly in the white jade capital, but his thoughts began to wander.
"After entering the world and establishing power this time and destroying the Netherworld, it's time to think about establishing a clan!"
"If you want to fight for supremacy in the miserable world, strength and influence are indispensable. This time, I will go to conquer the Nether Realm!"
"The momentum is sufficient, but the strength cannot be said. What is missing is the people!"
"Where should I find someone?" Xianqiong whispered.
"Forget it, don't think about this for now, go to Youjie and hack Kui Yujiang to death first!"
Xianqiong became irritable when he thought of these things. In the past, there were five sons of the Xianmen.
Tianjiyu Xiaoyao, the senior brother of Xianmen, ignores everything and knows how to wander around all day long. He is called a chivalrous hero.
Earth, Darkness and Ghost Truth, who are mysterious all day long, love to do these things, but they don't do anything serious, and they are careful to make mistakes, and I am afraid that they can be separated from the miracles of heaven.
People think he is very king, but this one is actually decent. Ever since Xian Qiong made things clear and officially became the disciple of Xuan Zun, he has developed his food to the pinnacle of the world.
Delicious food, enjoying life, this is the bliss in the world!
According to the legends of Jianghu, Renjue opened the largest hotel chain in Misery. In terms of power, it is not so big.
Speaking of sideline business, although Tianji seems to be doing nothing, his business acumen is not far behind.The owner of the sausage stall and steamed stuffed bun shop in the most difficult situation.
Of course, Xianqiong deeply thought that all of this was because he wanted to eat, and he opened it purely for himself.
Speaking of which, Xianqiong followed these two people back then, in fact, part of the reason was because of this.As for food, Xianqiong couldn't resist the temptation even if he looked like a fairy now.
Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Xianqiong began to think.
The light of the fairy gate, Faru respected the emperor Fengtian, the young master of the fairy gate in the past, and the imperially appointed heir of the immortal gate.It is also because of the existence of Jun Fengtian that the other few people have the time and thought to travel around and engage in side jobs.
"It's a pity!" Shaking his head with a helpless sigh, Xianqiong recalled the disaster of war in the past.
"It's fortunate to have Junior Brother Mo Yun." A humble, polite, and natural face flashed in front of my eyes, the clothes fluttered and the dust swayed gently.
Everyone in the world knows that there are five immortals in the immortal sect, and they are immortals in heaven, earth, and people.
Xuanzun kissed Xuanhuang Sancheng, heavenly traces and gods are free and unfettered, earth and ghosts are atheistic, and people feel that they are very monarchs. Needless to say, the three of them have extremely high reputations.
The young master of the Xianmen sect is respected by Faru, and the royal order Danxinjun Fengtian and Yu Xiaoyao are collectively called Fengtian Xiaoyao, and Fengtian is even before Xiaoyao. From this, it can explain something.
As for Xianqiong himself, thinking of this, Xianqiong couldn't help but smile slightly.Thinking of the absurd things I did when I was young, at that time I felt very worried and bitter about the people I was being assisted by.
In order to relieve Renjue, Xianqiong had a private conversation with him.
After that, the two immortals of suffering appeared in the misery as a savior.
It is very difficult to be immortal, and the left is between bitter immortals.
Among them, Nanxian is very, which is the pseudonym of Mr. Renjue very after some persuasion by Xianqiong.As for the other Ku Xian Zuo, it was naturally born out of the idle fairy dome.
In the past, the immortal hanging pot saved the world, tasted the sufferings of the world, and experienced the sufferings of the world.However, Kuxian is a hero and righteous man, destroying the evil in the world and killing injustice all over the world.
At that time, the name of the Two Immortals of Misery and Suffering resounded throughout the suffering world, and because the Immortal Ku was focused on killing, it was nothing to say that killing people was worthless, and the result was that.
The name of Kuxian resounded throughout the world, and became a taboo existence that everyone admired, but was in awe of.
Unfortunately, in the future, Xian Qiong, who turned into a bitter immortal, accidentally exposed his identity. The identity of the Immortal Sect was revealed. The word "Xian" was even more prestigious than the three people in heaven and earth for a while, and became a taboo existence.
Now that the matter was exposed and Xianqiong's identity was exposed, he simply stopped walking the rivers and lakes as a bitter immortal and returned to his original identity.
The five sons of the Immortal Clan, Heaven, Earth, Man, Fa and Immortals all have their own chances, and what they have created is a resounding reputation.
However, few people know that after the five disciples of Xianmen, Xuanzun has another disciple, Yun Zun and Yun Huizi.
Clouds gather and disperse impermanently, with form and form, just like Yun Zun, who hides behind the five sons of Xianmen, like a shadow, form and form, not greedy for any fame.
Until the catastrophe, the catastrophe started by the evil god Baqi, the people of the immortal sect fell apart, the heaven and the earth turned their eyes, the Xuanzun disappeared, people felt away from the sect, Fa Confucianism left, and the immortal world transformed into Tao.
As a member of the Xianmen, Yun Zun Yun Huizi resolutely inherited the position of the Lord of the Xianmen, not for honor, but only to shoulder the responsibility of the Xianmen and protect the land of Shenzhou.
Shaking his head, Xianqiong became even more annoyed.To be honest, a large part of the reason why he didn't want to go back to Xianmen was because of this.
After his birth this time, he has seen people feel that he is an extraordinary monarch, he has seen the Confucian monarch worship the heavens, he has seen the ghosts of the earth and the underworld, and he has even seen the heavenly signs and gods at ease through the gate of heaven, but he has not returned to the gate of immortality.
Helplessly covering his face with his hands, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became.The immortal, when no one is around, shows another side, irritable, helpless, and at a loss.
"Don't think about it anymore, Junior Brother! Junior Brother! Take care of the matter of the Immortal Sect first!" Xian Qiong murmured.
"Although you say you don't care about Master's affairs, you are still not reconciled to dying at the hands of your savior and your dearest relatives!" Xian Qiong shouted in embarrassment!
Bai Yujing drifted leisurely, and suddenly, Xianqiong stepped out of the palace and appeared in the void. Looking back, Bai Yujing slowly disappeared, and turned to look in front of him.
Whispered: "Youjie, it's almost there!"
As he finished speaking, he passed his hand across the door, and the door to the Netherworld suddenly appeared. The cold and gloomy air spread out, and the first layer of the Netherworld suddenly appeared.
Something has happened in the past few days, there will be some problems with the update, sorry, sorry, sorry!
In Zhuanwen style, the time is tight, please forgive me for the poor writing, the level is limited!
This chapter has been renamed Xianmen Old Stories, which is somewhat different from the writing plan!Excuse me!
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