Sword of Coming

Above the surface of the Flood Dragon Ravine, Chen Ping stared at the azure clothes sword cultivator who claimed to be Eldest Senior Brother.

The boy wrinkled his face, his lips trembled, and then lowered his head.

The oddly-named sword cultivator said ill-humoredly: “I’m going to cry? Why did you have a virtue with Little Qi back then? No wonder you will be picked on you. Reasonable and unreasonable, but can’t beat others. He will hide and cry every time Tap it down.”

sword cultivator suddenly angry look said: “lifts the head!”

Chen Ping dumbly lifts the head.

The man questioned: “Why do you have to change your mind when things come to an end, instead of choosing a sword but punching? Answer loudly, awkwardly!”

Chen Ping subconsciously blurted out: “The sword technique is too bad, don’t lose that person! The boxing technique is acceptable, but you can’t be happy!”

“Yeah! Martial Dao just like you, dare to say it’s acceptable?”

The man turned his head and spit fiercely. There was neither Qi Jingchun’s elegant demeanor nor Ah Liang’s kindness. It seemed that this name was Sword Immortal, the most rebellious discipline under Literary Saint in the past. , It’s not like a Scholar at all. It’s just that the hidden smile deep in the man’s eyes is getting thicker, but his face turned indifferent. He raised his arm again and pointed his thumb behind him, “Don’t talk about this Flood Dragon Ravine, just Speaking of the Divine Idol on that island, I thought it was blocking my way, so I slashed it with a sword. What do you think? Besides, this stinky water ditch, I think those evil creatures are an eyesore, so I washed it with sword energy. What do you think?”

Chen Ping answered honestly, “It should be considered unreasonable.”

But when I thought that this person was Mr. Qi’s Senior Brother, I quickly added a word, “Right?”

The man sneered said with a smile: “You are polite, what counts as it is!”

He put the palm of his hand against the hilt of the long sword at his waist and asked: “I know that I am a scholar, and I am more attentive in learning swords than reading books. Why?”

Chen Ping shook his head.

He only heard that Ah Liang and the young Cui Chan mentioned some of these people occasionally. The former did not say too much, only that it was the highest sword technique in the old scholar disciple, while the latter was gnashing teeth, a deceiving masters extinguishing ancestors, yes. A rebellious, same sect senior and junior brothers of the past, seem to have an absolutely irreconcilable hatred. In the end, the “surname left” in Chen Ping in mind is like a hidden dragon in the cloud, unattainable and unpredictable.

This orthodox sword cultivator from the Confucian origin waved his hand, “There is nothing to do with you here, please cultivation in the future, don’t let down Little Qi’s high hopes, if you do a poor job someday, maybe I will come to trouble you. .”

The man hovering in the Flood Dragon Ravine stretched out a finger to Chen Ping, “No matter how high your realm is, it is a matter of one sword.”

For him, it has always been a matter of course for Senior Brother to teach Junior Brother.

Doesn’t make sense?He has never been too lazy to think that being Senior Brother is Great Dao Truth.

At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds drooped suddenly, and a Golden Body Dharma Idol with a height of a hundred zhang emerged, a middle-aged Daoist with a fishtail crown on his head, “You are the Literary Saint under the seat of the discipline, around the sword cultivator? I heard that Many people recommend you as the number one sword technique in the world? Even Upside Down Mountain and Great Wall of Sword Qi have many admirers of you.”

azure clothes sword cultivator looked up, “Listen to your tone, are you a bit dissatisfied?”

The tall Great Dao laughed heartily, “What is your sword technique, Poor Daoist doesn’t matter at all, it just depends on your discomfort, how about finding a place to have a good fight?”

sword cultivator said with a slight smile: “You stinky old facetious Daoist, nothing else works, it’s better luck than me, and I’m on the Dao Lao 2 as a master, my Mister is not good, I will just play some tricks. But My Mister 10000 is not as good as your master, one thing is worse than Dao Lao 2, that is, the old scholar has a discipline like me, including you, there are more than a dozen disciplines of Dao Lao 2…”

The azure clothed man stretched out a finger, raised high, and shook it gently, “No.”

He didn’t stop and raised his head, “For example, what if you move out such a big statue? Isn’t it in front of my sword…not enough to see?!”

Not waiting for the man’s words to settle.

From the sea, a huge zhang wave was set off, a majestic sword energy stronger than the entire Osmanthus Flower Island, rising in the form of a beam of light, forcibly shattering that Golden Body Dharma Idol in an instant.

Chen Ping’s foot is a flat boat to bring disaster to innocent people, which fluctuates with waves.

He turned his head and looked at the white sword energy of Furious Bullfight.

I used to think that Snow Wind Temple Wei Jin’s sword breaking through the night of married women ghosts is already the ultimate Flying Sword in the world.

Only at this moment did I realize that I was too unknown and inexperienced.

A Golden Body Dharma Idol is broken, but still has a voice like a vast bell great tone falling from the air, “Poor Daoist doesn’t want to take advantage of you. With that kid present, you and I can’t let go of your hands and feet. It’s better to go to Fengshen Island. Sea Territory, how?”

I don’t know when, the golden old Flood Dragon who was filled with more than 300 Qi Palace by sword energy has no chance of struggling to support Qi Palace not to explode.

It turned out that the Great Dao man who was 10,000,000 li away, I don’t know what kind of Magical Powers, while the Golden Body Dharma Idol was destroyed by sword energy, poke out a pure white as jade finger from in the sky. Golden robe old Flood Dragon just a little bit, the latter in an instant looks like withered, then literally the heart is like ashes, from the inside out, most of the Avatar’s body is turned into ashes, disappeared, only one piece is left The golden robes falling on the sea, and some half-step immortals condensed by Nascent Soul.

The sword cultivator is totally indifferent to this.

He just waved his hand and photographed the remnants of the golden robe old Flood Dragon into Chen Ping’s boat, “This is a tattered and collected. This trip to Upside Down Mountain, and the Great Wall of Sword Qi afterwards, ask for it. Blessed.”

Chen Ping bends down to make a move.

Sword cultivator nodded, accept it calmly, and then no longer say a word, Yufeng headed southwest, and then muttered a word to himself, the remaining sound curled up, I don’t know whether the sword cultivator is for myself or Chen Ping.

“Longevity and immortality, happy mountains and seas, meal and dew, not eat 5 grains, it is a different kind.”

Chen Ping sat back in the small boat silently, threw the sword cultivator left and right to the 3 things at his feet, and included them in Flying Sword Ten. They were a golden robe, 5 entangled golden dragon whiskers, and a fist sized one. Beads, with dim luster and slightly yellow, are a bit similar to the old man’s saying that the beads are yellow.

Chen Ping looked all around, gradually calm and tranquil, looking up, bright sun and a gentle breeze.

Chen Ping rested for a while, picked up the penny with the real lock charm, got up and punted to chase Osmanthus Flower Island. It was a bit embarrassing for a while, the ferry could be 10000000. Don’t sail to Upside Down Mountain in a spurt of energy, and drive yourself On the vast sea. Chen Ping widened his eyes and looked into the distance.

If it was before, Chen Ping would think how could Osmanthus Flower Island act like this?

But now, Chen Ping is completely unaware of it, and he has this idea.

The heart is unconsciously unconsciously.

The chic controlling wind travelling far, a sword cultivator who is not bound by Heaven and Earth, suddenly stopped and looked back at a place where Chen Ping was destined to be unable to see him.

What the man saw in his eyes was a boy from the Great Li Dynasty.

But what I think in my heart is an old friend.

That person once said, I don’t want to ask you to be Chen Ping’s guardian Daoist, and know that Senior Brother, you probably won’t agree.But Qi Jingchun has not a few friends in my life. I can only find you in the whole world.

I can only find you!

When the man thought of this asshole, he suffocated his stomach, sat down cross-legged, hovered above the sea, clenched his fists with both hands, propped on his knees.

The sharp sword energy is getting more and more flowing, and the sea water under my feet is surging and boiling, but the mist can’t get close to the sword cultivator.

Qi Refiner in the world admires the amazing sword dao genius born with aptitude, and is crowned with the title of innate sword embryo, but this man learns sword very late, and has never been a sword embryo, so wait until this person is in Divine Continent. Turned out, it was not a force to crush, but to crush countless senior sword cultivators. For those so-called sword embryos, this person was especially merciless, ridiculed, and spread all over the world. I don’t know how many extraordinary natural talents are sword dao geniuses, since then The sword heart shattered, and Great Dao broke off.

So that all young middle-earth genius sword cultivators, after being praised as innate sword embryos, will inevitably make a whisper, always feeling that this sentence is a curse.

This sword cultivator is called Left and Right.

There is no “left and right” in the world of sword technique.

Even if the man was stunned, his eyes still gleamed as before.

He was staring at the clear eyes of the young boy, which looked so much like the ass Junior Brother he was familiar with when he was young. Relying on his reading cleverness, he was spoiled by Mister, and talked about a set of Sage principles, closely linked with one another, impeccable, but after the left and right admit that the debate has lost, I have to add a sentence, “I think Senior Brother, you are not really convinced, this is wrong”, it is really annoying.

He is the most annoyed of Mister boasting in his life, how fierce he fights, and then Little Qi, who reads extremely fast, his flipping sound, and his reasonable words.

He only liked the grand occasion that Mister participated in the Three Sects debate twice, the imposing manner of the master’s independence and talent like the sun at high noon.

I like Qi Jingchun every time he travels to the famous mountains and rivers with himself. After drinking, he will climb up to make a gift. It will make people feel that no matter how high the mountain is, 1000 feet ten thousand zhang is not as high as this person’s knowledge!

But even today, the old scholar has no retreat, scattered into Heaven and Earth, Little Qi already not in the world, Ah Liang also left the Grand Virtue World, men still think that Mister, Little Qi, or even Ah Liang, who seems to be free, is too tired to live.

Not as good as yourself.

Because he never bothered to reason with others.

If you can’t beat others, reasoning doesn’t work, and if you can beat others, reasoning seems unnecessary.

Just have a sword.

The man sighed, stood up, and continued to the Fengshen Island in the Southwest Sea Territory.

Some words, he felt hypocritical, and he was just as “lazy” to say them.

Little Junior Brother, you must take a look at this world for Little Qi.

In the future, if I have a chance, I will go to other places to look around. Little Qi has never walked out of the Grand Virtue World in his life, and he is the one who longs for the distance most among Mister’s many disciplines. In the end, he just stayed in the study. And the one with the most schools.

Little Qi has cried several times in his life, and I know it all.Because I was beaten and crying because I was a teenager, there is no way, I can’t reason with him, and he can’t beat me in fights.

Boy, can you imagine your Mr. Qi, crying bitterly?

The man laughed heartily, pushing his sword out of its sheath, and dozens of sea islands near his feet, no matter how big or small, are all two.

The world is quite boring.

Only fighting can make the left and right a little bit stronger.

—-

Between a hurried flat boat and the slowly advancing Osmanthus Flower Island, there is an old man who has actually been seriously injured, waiting for Chen Ping at sea.

Chen Ping grinned, he was the old man who possessed great magical power.

The two people took a small boat together and swam across the sea. They quickly caught up with Osmanthus Flower Island and docked. Mrs. Gui stood alone at the ferry, apologizing, and said to Chen Ping: “For today’s matter, I will tell Fan The ancestral hall is clear, Young Master Chen life-saving grace, I have no teeth to forget!”

Chen Ping smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: “It’s just self-help.”

Mrs. Gui was speechless, sighed, and walked side by side with one old and one young to the top of Osmanthus Flower Island.

The old boatman needs to rest, bid farewell to Chen Ping, and went to his residence. Chen Ping and Mrs. Gui walked to the small courtyard of Guimai. Mrs. Gui hesitated and explained: “Ma Zhi was in the previous battle to guard Osmanthus Flower Island. I took the lead, so I was injured. I may not be able to accompany you to try the sword in the near future. Let me talk to you. I hope Young Master Chen will forgive me.”

Chen Ping nodded said: “Of course it is Senior Ma that is important to heal his injuries.”

Mrs. Gui felt a little helpless, “The situation on Osmanthus Flower Island is a bit delicate now. I really don’t worry about outsiders entering this courtyard. Even Jin Su is not appropriate. If Young Master Chen doesn’t dislike it, I will be responsible for the small courtyard of Guimai. daily life.”

Chen Ping hurriedly waved his hand and said, “No, no, just send 3 meals a day as before. If there is no stove here, I can actually cook by myself.”

Mrs. Gui smiled and said goodbye, “There are many issues that need to be resolved, Young Master Chen, take a good rest. If you have something to do, just tell me that there will be a sweet-scented osmanthus lady waiting for Young Master near the yard.”

Chen Ping sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard and began to close his eyes and rest.

Soon someone knocked on the door, and a sweet-scented osmanthus lady said softly outside the door: “Young Master Chen, there are 2 guests from Pure White Continent, see or not, Mrs. Gui said earlier that she only looked at Young Master.”

Chen Ping got up and opened the door. In addition to the Osmanthus Flower Island girl, there was also a smiling Luyi teenager and a solemn white-haired old woman.

The boy straight to the point said: “Benefactor, my name is Liu Youzhou, from the northernmost Pure White Continent. I won’t go into the yard to disturb you clean up, just come over and thank you in person.”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Okay.”

Then 2 2 was speechless.

The boy in bamboo clothes was looking at Chen Ping curiously, and Chen Ping was thinking about when the boy would leave.

The old woman broke the silence, “The previous golden robe evil scorpion attacked you twice. One time was too unexpected. I couldn’t stop it. The next time I couldn’t stop it. Unless I gave my life, I went out this time. I need to take care of my Young Master, so Young Master needs to thank you for this matter, and for my bad old woman, I need to apologize to you.”

Chen Ping laughed, cup hand to hold fist said: “My heart has it!”

The old woman was nodded, with some smiles, “Young Master is benevolent, if you go to Pure White Continent in the future, you must come to our Liu Family as a guest.”

Chen Ping smiled and said nothing.

The old woman took a young man surnamed Liu, who was wearing bamboo clothes to escape the heat, and left.

2 people passed by a young and beautiful woman. After she and Chen Ping looked at each other, said with a smile: “It was you.”

Chen Ping is a bit unfathomable mystery, but fortunately the woman has turned and left.

Chen Ping was able to turn around and walk towards the yard. He suddenly stopped and turned to say with a slight smile to the anxious sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus lady: “Troublesome girl, if anyone comes to me later, please help me stop it.”

The sweet-scented osmanthus girl is nodded hard.

In the next two days, Chen Ping Unparalleled did not practice boxing or swordsmanship. He just turned out the books and bamboo slips, and stared at the contents above.

In the middle of the night, Chen Ping eyes opened in bed, got up and walked out of the house, jumped to the roof, took off the Nurturing Sword Gourd and started drinking.

He suddenly turned his head, and soon a silhouette flew over and sat beside him. The uninvited guest was carrying 2 jars of aged wine in his hand.

Chen Ping sincerely said with a smile: “Old Senior, find a companion for drinking?”

It is the old boatman who is fighting the golden robe old Flood Dragon.

The old man who has always used the role of a boat to cover up the world, said with a smile heartily: “Why, dislike the old man being sloppy?”

Chen Ping waved his hand: “Where will it happen.”

The old man uncovered the mud seal of the wine jar, and after a long sip of headache, he was silent for a long time before he knew softly: “On Osmanthus Flower Island, after this catastrophe, it was like a pond of water, originally fish and dragons mixed in together, but generally still It’s sort of orderly, without interruption, but as a result, I gave Penny a random call and it has become muddy. It is right for you to stay in this small courtyard during this period. It’s better to be careful. Although most people only know that it is You stopped the old beast and quieted down the entire Flood Dragon Ravine, but I want to say something bad, Dou Mien has a grudge.”

The old man helplessly said: “Even more how Great Dao cultivation, bustling, people who can’t see the scenery of others, there are many.”

Chen Ping thought for a while, and nodded said: “Just like the neighbors in the neighbourhood, I don’t see other families rich and jealous, but they are all the same.”

The old man sighed and took a sip of wine.

Chen Ping asked: “What the hell is Osmanthus Flower Island, can Old Senior say it?”

The old man said with a smile: “How can’t it be said, it is actually Mrs. Gui’s real body.”

Chen Ping suddenly realized.

The old man asked with a smile: “Then have you ever thought that on Osmanthus Flower Island, everyone is who?”

Chen Ping tentatively said: “Man on the mountain, Qi Refiner?”

The old man shook his head and said: “Osmanthus Flower Island is a ferry, the ferry passengers can be who, businessmen.”

Chen Ping was stunned, and nodded said: “It is true.”

The old man asked again: “Businessmen go north and south, what is the picture?”

This time Chen Ping answered quickly, “Make money.”

The old man took a sip of his wine leisurely, “What can I ask for?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Spend money.”

The old man said with emotion: “Yes, to earn money is to spend money to enjoy the good, so you must live and spend money. Qi Refiner, Hundred Schools of Thought, there are so many.”

Chen Ping scratched his head, had a little smile, and started drinking. This time he drank a bit too much and quickly, so he just poured back and lay comfortably on the ridge of the roof, “Old Senior, I’m going to talk to you. Can it not be passed on? And if I say it, it may be a little troublesome if you listen to it, it’s not a good thing…”

The old man sat cross-legged, leaning forward, shaking the wine jar with both hands, and there was a crash-bang with half of the jar left in it. The old man said with a smile: “Just say, I drank alcohol, not talking about alcohol, not much. To be honest, what kind of wine do you drink? Boy, don’t think I’m so many years older than you, I’m actually lacking in my roots, I’m stupid and bold. Besides, I’ve lived so many years, if I didn’t want to see the master, I would insist on it. It’s not today. And there are some things, whether you say it or not, it’s actually not too much difference. I was by your side at the time and I heard it clearly. Isn’t this just to lie to you?”

Chen Ping pointed to the sky, “I met a young Daoist Priest in my hometown before, and the relationship was pretty good at that time, that is Lu Chen. In the previous battle, he plot against me twice, maybe 2. Time. I only said that I was sure 3 times. Once I was “Blessed to the Soul”. I couldn’t write the word “Rain Master”, so I wrote Lu Chen hard. The second time was when I faced the golden robe old Flood Dragon alone. At that time, I was…”

Chen Ping put Nurturing Sword Gourd on his stomach and put his hands under his head as pillows. “That feeling is very strange. It seems that I have seen and heard all the moods, hearts and voices of everyone. Just like Old Senior As you said, Shengmien fights against the mistresses. I discovered that the passengers of the eight-nine Osmanthus Flower Island were indifferent and numb, or taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune, or even as if wishing me to die on the spot, of course. There is a lot of jealousy… I have never figured out why this is the case. Until Old Senior you said just now, this is Osmanthus Flower Island. They are all businessmen, and everyone wants to live. I think about it later, yes. , I’ve grown up so much that I can only come to today by wanting to live.”

Chen Ping grinned and said, “I have a friend who is a swordsman. It’s amazing. Lu Chen plots against me, and I cheated him, deliberately asking him to convey his last words to me. Lu Chen either pretended not to hear him in spite of his face, or I could only pinch my nose to tell my friend, and then be beaten by my friend. When I thought of this scene, I was not so afraid of death.”

There are some things that Chen Ping still dare not say.

Because it involves Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi wants him not to lose hope in this World no matter what.

But at that time, Chen Ping was only disappointed with this World.

I’m afraid this is Lu Chen’s real plot against. As for what is involved, Chen Ping has only a vague intuition.

Lying on the roof at the moment, Chen Ping finally just said: “It is difficult to not be disappointed in this World.”

The old man drank the wine and slowly said: “You sip the name of Daoism head teacher, and your friend who can beat him… Old man, the shock in my heart, so I won’t tell you brat anymore. Land Immortal, this shame is still necessary. But since you’ve been drunk, then the old man has something to say in his stomach, and he has to tell you something.”

Just as Chen Ping was about to sit up, the old man turned his head and said with a smile: “Lying down is just a little bit of complaints. No one has listened to it for hundreds of years. You don’t need to be so serious.”

Chen Ping still sat up and explained: “It is not good to drink while lying down.”

The old man laughed, hugged the wine jar, and looked at the night view of the sea in the distance. The moon was bright, nothing more beautiful can be imagined.

The old man slowly said: “I was also the Heaven’s Chosen Child in the eyes of the world. I had a bad temper. Maybe if I met you back then, I would be one of the few people you were disappointed. It’s the same, otherwise I won’t sit here and drink this wine with you, Chen Ping, guests on Osmanthus Flower Island, and don’t say anything good or bad, good or evil, they can just like what you said “walk to this step”. Individuals must have their merits. Apart from this, it’s not that if you do something right and others do not, they are wrong. It’s not that if you do something wrong and others do it, they are also wrong. It’s a bit convoluted…”

Chen Ping nodded said: “I understand!”

The old man stretched out his thumb and said with a smile: “Of course, the previous one was the best one for you. You can’t fault it at all, it’s this!”

Chen Ping smiled happily.

Being recognized by someone you recognize is really a thing worth drinking.

So Chen Ping fiercely drink a mouthful of wine, then smiled and said casually: “Old Senior is also right. I shouldn’t judge everyone by my reasoning. My reasoning may or may not be correct. It might be right but not right, and it might be too small…haha, it’s a bit convoluted too! Right, Old Senior?”

The old man jokingly said: “It’s very winding.”

Chen Ping pointed to the distance, the young official full of alcohol, shaking his head and shaking his head, he seemed to be drinking too much, his face was full of joy and pride, laughed and said: “Old Senior, I know many amazing people. For example, afterwards That amazing Sword Immortal, I could have called him Eldest Senior Brother, am I pretty good too?”

The old man nodded said with a smile: “Yes, they are all amazing.”

Chen Ping was drunk and dim, turned his head, and asked in a daze, “Old Senior, you don’t seem to be sincere in saying this?”

The old man laughed heartily, no wonder he got along with this kid, birds of a feather, a tendon.

The boy fell drunk backwards and muttered to himself.

The old man helped the young man put the jug, and overheard the drunken words of Chen Ping. The old man was nodded and stayed by the young man all night.

The boy’s drunken talk at the time was: Mr. Qi, I want to understand, don’t lose hope for the world. In addition to having to live well, there is actually another meaning, that is, when we give kindness to this World, if we don’t get it. Goodwill rewards, or even malice, at this time, being able to not be disappointed is the real hope. Mr. Qi, I have figured out the truth now, but I can’t do it for the time being. I have drunk wine and will work hard tomorrow…

The old boatman is actually nearly 500 years old. He has seen countless people, experienced countless things, and heard countless words, but still feels that this remark of the young man is very cheesy, and it is just right for drinking, 2 altars are not enough.

—-

Nurturing Sword Gourd, Flying Sword within ten and five.

There is an introductory Confucian classic that Old Drunkard presented to Chen Ping, and those superficial texts began to wander on their own.

On the final title page, rows of brand new text appeared.

order. First Chapter, in order. Second Chapter, review the size. Third Chapter, determine good and evil. Fourth Chapter, the unity of knowledge and action.

On the bank of a large river in Southern Whirling Continent, on a large stone cliff, two old men in Confucian shirts stood side by side, one carrying the moon and the other holding the sun.

The poor and sour old man who swayed his palms from side to side and turned a little round day, smiled and said, “Chen Chunan, do you think the final disciple I collected is good or bad?”

There is a round of elegant scribes with a pocket full moon on his shoulders, nodded, but he did not speak to agree.

The shabby old Confucian had to ask and answer himself, “Good, I think it’s good.”

The old man next to him said calmly: “Anyway, you have a thick-skinned skin, and you can say anything. Is it appropriate for you to talk about’kindness, kindness,’ all the time? Have you already given up? Feeling that you are wrong, my Mister is right? “

Poor and sour old scholar shook his head and said with a smile: “Ai, Chen Chunan, why is this? Chen Ping has already answered you? It is also a surnamed Chen, and your ability is naturally a little bit higher for the time being, but this is the perception. If you don’t say anything, you will lose friends if you say it.”

The elegant old man said with a sneer: “I Chen Chunan and you Literary Saint are never friends.”

The old scholar was convinced, and nodded said: “Yes, not to mention the generational difference, the disparity in knowledge is very great, as the boat said, it is still a little shameful.”

It was the old man of Yingyin Chen Clan Patriarch, “I have something to say.”

The old scholar stretched out his hand to hand out the round of yen, no longer cracking a joke, his tone was a bit heavy, “I hope I can see you make a move later, the later the better.”

Chen Chunan put away the yen and hovered over one shoulder, so Sun and Moon’s Splendor, the old man calmly said: “It’s all the same.”

The old scholar sighed: “Scholar, it’s all the same.”

—-

Azure Nether World, the top floor of the White Jade Capital in the center of the world.

A young Daoist with a lotus crown on his head, with one hand down, spread the palm up, bowed his head and stared at his palm, walking slowly on the white jade’s piercing and dangerous railing.

In the corridor under the railing, two Ascension Realm’s Daoism the immortal stood, holding their breath and respecting them, and never dared to open their mouths to disturb the master of the immortal.

The young Daoist put his hands away, lamenting that death counts, his body tilted outwards, and he fell straight into the sea of ​​clouds outside White Jade Capital.

Two Ascension Realm the immortal completely motionless, look at each other and smile, just get used to it.