The taboo that covers the sky

Chapter 72 Battle at Fenglin New City (Fourth update, please vote!)
The fairy peaks are high and far away, and the mist of air is curling up. Among the mountains and valleys, fairy birds are flying, the sound is sweet, the breeze is blowing, and the spirit is full.

Some main peaks are bursting with fairy music, shrouded in clouds and mist, and the glow is misty. Some main peaks are full of vitality, with waterfalls thousands of feet long falling down, which is spectacular, just like the Milky Way falling from the sky. On top of the main peak, a fairy palace is suspended. , extremely peaceful, like a pure land outside the immortal world.

In Taixuanmen, many inheritances have gone through ups and downs, with great ups and downs. When it is glorious, the sound of Taixuanmen can shake the eastern wilderness. When it is lonely, the main peak is desolate, like a wilderness, gloomy and gloomy.

But no line of inheritance has ever been cut off, because every main peak is a natural scripture.

Even if it ends hundreds or thousands of years ago, it will flourish sooner or later. When the scriptures appear, that is when the inheritance begins.

At this time, on one of the main peaks of Taixuanmen, a young man in blue was stroking the guqin with concentration.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

The sound of the piano is natural, like the bright moon shining among the pines, or like the clear spring flowing on the rocks.

Here, the mountains are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, the mist turns into smoke, lingering on the top of the mountain, and below the top of the mountain, the water is gurgling, crisp and moving.

Beside the creek, there are ancient trees and old vines entwining among them, making it deep and quiet.

The young man in blue was sitting on the ground among a patch of grass. There was a wooden table in front of his chest, and the guqin was placed on the wooden table.

The movements of his hands are like butterflies, nimble and light. His fingers slide across the strings, and the music is beautiful and melodious, making the listener's soul quiet and his mind empty.

This young man in blue is Hua Yunfei. He moves his ten fingers together to pluck the strings, and bursts of natural sounds flow out of his fingertips, like gurgling streams.

Opposite him, there was a young man in green clothes who looked about the same age as him, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, his eyes slightly closed, motionless as a mountain.

The realm aura of the young man in green is changing rapidly. One moment he is as strong as a dragon, and the next moment he falls back to the perfection of the four extremes.

This made Hua Yunfei very confused. He didn't know what state the young man in green was in at this moment.

His long black hair is like a waterfall, falling down and draped behind his back. His face is like that of a fairy, perfect and picturesque. His body is gleaming, and there is an unimaginable power in his movements, which makes people dare not Blasphemy and contempt.

Li Chengnian sat quietly on the bluestone, feeling the various Taoist charms revealed by this peak in the beautiful music of the piano.

His mind was wandering in it, his spirit was clear and his body was ethereal, as if he was about to merge with the main peak here.

Slowly, some birds were attracted by the sound of the piano and the rhyme of the Tao, and landed on Li Chengnian. They stopped here, landed on Li Chengnian's shoulders, also landed on the wooden table, and landed on the head of the piano, combing. feathers.

In just half a quarter of an hour, there were hundreds of birds standing on the grassy grass, and everything here merged into one.

This is a kind of strange scene. Hua Yunfei, a young man in blue who plays the piano, and Li Chengnian, a young man in green who has enlightened to Taoism, both have the feeling of becoming a flying fairy, blending with the scene and becoming one with this small world.

After the song ended, all the Taoist rhymes slowly dissipated, but the birds were still unwilling to leave. They still stayed on the main peak, dancing gracefully, adding to the beautiful scenery.

The sound of the piano disappeared, and Li Chengnian slowly opened his eyes, gently held up a bird in front of him that was as white as the moonlight, and said calmly:

"I play the piano well, and I'm close to the Tao. It's just that I have too many worries, which makes the piano sound a little mixed. Please remember to improve next time."

"Okay, let's go to Zhanfeng today."

The style of Zhan Peak looks completely different from other main peaks. There are neither flying cranes nor fairy music playing. The buildings and furnishings on the peak are simple and simple, and the atmosphere is extraordinary.

A huge cauldron is placed in front of the main hall, and eighteen kinds of magical weapons are placed on the weapon racks in the main hall.

At the back of the main hall is a martial arts performance venue. There are many disciples practicing here. They are all full of blood, strong muscles, and powerful.

All the words of scenery are words of the heart, and the mood of Zhanfeng disciples is vividly reflected in the grass, trees, bricks and tiles.

All the arrangements on this peak are for war.

Walking here, Li Chengnian couldn't help but nodded.

The style here is very consistent with the "Battle" of his Wentian Ten Style Sword One, giving him a feeling of returning home, which is good.Hua Yunfei and Li Chengnian had just stepped onto the Zhan Peak when they felt a sword energy in the distance, piercing the sky and scattering the clouds in the sky.

"This is the Great River Sword that Master Lin is practicing, one of the secrets of Zhan Peak."

Seeing that Li Chengnian seemed very interested, Hua Yunfei explained.

After the words fell, the Master of Zhan Peak appeared in front of the two of them. Although he had white hair, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was equipped with a rusty iron sword, his heroic aura did not diminish at all. A person is like a fairy sword, hidden in a sheath, hidden but not released.

This person's realm aura is unpredictable and he has half-stepped into the realm of the Dao-killing King. However, he still failed to slay the Dao under the terrifying suppression of Qingdi, thus leaving Dao wounds in his body. It seems that it has been a long time. No more.

"Uncle Lin, this is Mr. Li who is a guest at Taixuanmen."

Lin Xincheng, the leader of Zhanfeng Peak, shrank his eyes and thought of the old man who descended from the ground a few days ago. Just one glance made many powerful elders of Taixuan Sect, including himself, feel as if they were facing an abyss and unable to move. That was him The most powerful person I have ever met in my life.

And the person in front of me seems to be
"The old man pays his respects to the young master."

Lin Xincheng, the leader of Zhanfeng Peak, bowed respectfully.

Li Chengnian chuckled and said:

"You seem to recognize me?"

Lin Xincheng, the leader of Zhanfeng Peak, nodded:

"His Royal Highness is famous in Beidou, even this old man has heard about it."

"I see you are also a swordsman, why don't you ask me about swordsmanship?"

As Li Chengnian spoke, he heard a soft sound from the long sword at his waist, and a strong fighting spirit swept out. In an instant, all the weapons on the entire battle peak were clanking, as if he felt a call.

"His Royal Highness has your orders, and I will obey them no matter what."

No one in the entire Taixuan Sect was qualified to reject every word this young man said, not to mention that he was not prepared to reject it. A swordsman must have a sword heart that fights against heaven and earth.

Moreover, the sect leader seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with the old man behind this person. All the secrets of Taixuan Sect were disclosed to this young man, and naturally his Zhanfeng method did not need to be concealed.

I saw a raging sea wave coming from Lin Xincheng, the leader of Zhanfeng Peak, and at this moment, another sword light that seemed to come from the river bloomed here, seeming to break through everything in the world.

"The water of the great river comes up from the sky!"

Boom.
The sound of raging waves swept across the heaven and earth, just like the Milky Way falling into the world.

His palms are broad and his fingers are long. His hands seem to be born for swords.

Lin Xincheng, the master of Zhanfeng Peak, held the sword, and the sword became a part of him. The rusty sword vibrated slightly, which was the sound of joy.

Li Chengnian stood quietly, but a huge shadow of the ancient Emperor of Heaven appeared above his head.

The phantom of the Emperor of Heaven has a blurred face, he is dressed in a green imperial robe, with a long sword on his head and waist, and he is holding an immortal mirror in his hand.

The long sword at the waist of the Ancient Heavenly Emperor Shadow had not yet been unsheathed, but with a slight movement of his hair, a sword light shone across the entire Taixuan Sect.

"The heaven and earth have a great aura, and I carry it with my sword!"

This is a sword that Li Chengnian realized after spending one year in the Sutra Pavilion and reading tens of millions of books. It is famous for its greatness!
I don’t know when, a sword that seemed to bear the weight of the entire world was unsheathed.

When the sword comes out, the Tianhe River is cut off!
Then the Tianhe falls into the world and drowns everything!
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