The Path Toward Heaven

Vol 3 Chapter 53: White hair 3000

Jin Mingcheng said: "Your majesty is bounded by thousands of miles, no matter what sword he is in, as long as he dares to take it, he will be found, and then someone will naturally go to him for trouble.

After hearing this sentence, Lu Guogong finally relieved his heart and said with a smile: "It seems that the Xihai Sword School has really encountered big trouble this time."

Those who dare to find the trouble of the Western King and Sun naturally can steadily defeat him, then it is the heavenly continent's handful of great things.

Jin Mingcheng said: "It offends the Qingshan Sect, and it can survive for so many years.

Lu Guogong asked: "Where was the Jiangshan Tu sent? Tianguangfeng?"

Jin Mingcheng said, "No, does the Grand Duke not think that the mainland is so lively today, but one place is too quiet?"

The Lu Guogong understood it, thinking that it was the case. No wonder the place that should not be quiet at all has never made any sound.

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Today is an extremely long day for the heavenly continent.

The imperial court and the Zhengdao sect have confirmed that the main head of the Xihai Sword School is the headquarter of Bu Lao Lin, and the Sun King of the West is the leader of Bu Lao Lin. Numerous strong men or Yu Feijian, or walking magic weapons, headed for Haizhou City.

Tianshoushan did not move at all.

You can tell from the name that it used to be a mausoleum. To be precise, it used to be a royal tomb of the former dynasty. Later it was used as a mountain gate by Wuenmen.

For many people, especially the monks, this is a very taboo thing, but they don't care.

Because they are pursuing killings, they pay attention to breaking the world with swords.

Heaven and earth are unkind, not to mention the emperor and the court?

Many years ago, the famous swordsman made a big storm in the world. The upright practice world was turbulent. Wuenmen was targeted because he occupied the tomb of the former dynasty. In ten years, he was attacked four times by the evil alliance. The last time the mountain gate was almost destroyed, it was withered. Fortunately, Qingshan strongman Yu Jian came to rescue, and was lucky to survive.

Because of this matter, and the similarity of the two factions, the Aoyama Sect and Wuenmen became allies, and have made friends for generations until today.

In recent years, Wu Enmen has always fallen behind in the battle with the Xihai Sword School, and has been crushed extremely miserably. His disciples rarely go out and become more and more low-key.

But it shouldn't be so quiet here today.

The sect of the Taoism is besieging the Yuntai of the Xihai Sword Sect, and there is no reason why the Sword Sect of the Xihai Sword Sect has no grievances and should act.

Tianshoushan is very quiet. Everywhere he hears the birds, his disciples practice hard swords and practice, even as if he doesn't know what is happening outside.

There is a large hall deep in the mountains. Ten stone beasts are squatting on the eaves. The outer wall is made of blue strip stone, and the ground inside is paved with large blue bricks.

There are thirteen steps in front of the hall, and the relief of the crane is set in the middle.

It can be easily seen from the system that this should be the apse of the tomb of the former dynasty, which was used as the main hall of the gate by Wuenmen.

In the main hall of the gate, the light was bleak and the atmosphere was cold. There was an old man sitting in the deepest place.

The old man had white hair, and he could only see a few black hairs with his head down, so he could not see his face.

Pei Baihui, the master of no mercy, did not have the name because of his white hair.

Hundreds of years ago, evil masters besieged the mountain gate. He had only the right to retreat to the mountain gate. At that time, he had already called this name.

Because he repaired the most difficult and powerful white-haired three thousand swords in Wumen Men.

For hundreds of years, he was the only one in Wumen who practiced this sword technique.

This kind of swordsmanship can be practiced to extremely high altitudes.

But the sword is sent by the spirit, and the consumption of the sword master is also great. Every sword will give birth to a white hair, so the name is three thousand white hairs.

Pei Bai's hair is full of silver, and I don't know how many swords have been issued in this life, and how many of them are due to the circumstances of these years.

That year he dueled with Xijian Poseidon and returned home with a disastrous defeat. If it weren't for the real person at the head of Qingshan, or he would have died at that time.

Since then, he has been recuperating in Tianshou Mountain, and he has never appeared in front of others. In recent years, he has even been in the banquet hall.

There are rumors that he was shot down from Tongtian Realm by the Xihai Sword God, and some even said he had been seriously injured.

If some people pay close attention to it, or find that the day when Pei Baifa started drinking only clear water is the second day after Luo Huainan's death.

Luo Huainan is the first apprentice in Zhongzhou, but his death is not yet qualified to mourn such a big man like the unsound door for so long.

Pei Bai hair looked down at the sand table in front of her.

There are mountains and water in the sand table, which are all great rivers and mountains of the rising continent, so they are called mountain river maps.

There is a small bright spot in an inconspicuous place on the left-hand side of Shanhetu.

Pei Baifa watched for a few years, the position of that little bright spot has not changed.

But at the previous moment, the small bright spot flashed slightly.

This means that the sword moved.

Pei Bai's hair still didn't move because it was not bright enough.

Suddenly, the little bright spot became extremely bright, and even a bit dazzling.

Pei Bai had some regrets.

After only drinking clean water for a few years, and staying awake all night, this sword, which was made up, failed to fall on the body of Jianxi.

However, it is okay to let the West Sea Sword School sink.

Pei Baifa thought so, and put his hand into the mountains and rivers map.

The light in the mountain and river map is getting brighter and brighter, refracted to the face through his palms, making his eyes paler and looking like a jade ball.

He is actually a blind man!

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No one knew that deep inside the hall, Pei's body was shaking.

But the disciples of Wuenmen soon felt that something big was about to happen, because the ten-plus mountains of Tianshou suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake, and like the stories they had heard countless times since childhood- Is it really that the underworld demon came to earth through Huang Quan under the tomb?

Disciple Wumen came out from various places, standing in the valley in front of the temple, feeling the change of the atmosphere of heaven and earth, his face full of suspicious expression.

Pei Yuan is the head of the imperial court.

He also has an older brother who is Pei Bai hair, but his face is much younger than Pei Bai hair, most of his hair is still black.

He hurried to the main hall of the door and wanted to go in to see it, but was stopped by several elders.

"I'm worried if something happened to the host."

Pei Yuan's expression was very anxious.

Brothers after all, naturally affectionate.

An elder said blankly: "The host has something important to do today and forbid anyone to disturb.

Pei Yuan was even more surprised to hear these words ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ I thought that my brother was seriously injured for many years, so it would not be impossible to see it. What is this big thing to do?

More importantly, why didn't he hear even a little bit of wind in advance?

The fairy crane inlaid on the stone steps, feeling the breath from the temple, then brightened, as if to live.

The stone beast on the eaves looked at the sky and seemed to be expecting something.

Deep in the hall, the light on the sand table illuminated Pei Bai's face, as well as those eyes that had been blind for many years.

Wind blows.

Silver hair dancing wildly.

A sword emerged through the stone, pierced the top of the temple, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the sky.

There was a thunder in the clear sky, and then a heavy rain fell.

Pei Yuan looked up at the sky, and let the rain flow on his pale face, thinking in shock, my brother ... Is that all right?

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