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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters pick the mountain(3/3)

At the gate of Xianfeng Mountain, the swordsman in green shirt who said he was willing to wait for one more stick of incense looked around and said with a smile: "Within the rules, everyone does what they like."

Miyu glanced at Qiongzhi Peak at his feet. Some of the women who stayed in the mountain looked up at him, their eyes moistened by autumn water.

Mi Yu was so angry that they all thought that I was an old bachelor who was not picky about food. I didn’t even ask, but in my hometown, the reason why I had such a bad reputation was at least half of them because of those old and young bachelors.

Due to their jealousy.

When the old swordsman Yu Yue heard this, he was overjoyed and geared up.

After Liu Yu left Qiongzhi Peak, she did not follow her master directly to Zushan Tingjian Pavilion. Instead, she fell sharply and landed at the gate of Yixianfeng Mountain. She went to help Yu Xu, who woke up with weak breath. She was covered with sweat.

He asked in a trembling voice: "Master Chenshan, can we leave?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "Of course."

Yu Xu and Liu Yu actually had nothing to do with this sword question. They were just thrown out by old swordsmen like the Bamboo Emperor to deliberately disgust Liu Xianyang and the Longquan Sword Sect.

However, Liu Yu's character is not bad, but the Yu Ping in front of him, forget it, he is indeed very attached to Zhengyang Mountain, and he should practice here early in the morning.

Chen Ping'an spoke to the young peak master of Yujiao Peak in his heartfelt voice: "You can't even pretend to be different. No wonder you will be expelled from the Longquan Sword Sect. From now on in Zhengyang Mountain, we will continue to work hard, learn from others, and strive to become a master first."

In the Nascent Soul Realm, if you learn how Yan Zhanglu, the God of Tao Cai, can draw a sword, and then practice a Jade Pu, you can learn how to learn from Patriarch Xia."

Yu Ping's lips trembled and his face turned pale.

Before today, even though he suffered a huge humiliation from the Longquan Sword Sect, after arriving at Zhengyang Mountain, he was still a first-class proud man, and even became a golden elixir and became a forty-year-old young man.

Sword Immortal has founded Yujiao Peak and can recruit his direct disciples. From then on, the sword cultivator of Yujiao Peak has spread its branches and leaves, full of longing. Sooner or later, he will ask Sword Longquan Sword Sect and Sword God Xiushan!

Chen Ping'an turned around and said with a smile: "Still not leaving? When you leave, remember to act to the end, otherwise you will be full of energy and dare not ask for swordsmanship even though you have the strength to do so. Will your reputation be bad in the future? You will only be able to connect to Zhengyangshan like this.

I can’t even survive.”

For the monks from all walks of life in Aquarius Continent who did not need to get involved, today was just a matter of watching the excitement from a distance. They were so full that they almost died from starvation.

First, Huang He, the owner of Fenglei Garden, appeared at Bailudu, and handed out a sword from a distance. The sword light dispersed and fell on the peaks at the same time. It was like a ceremony for outsiders to observe Zhengyang Mountain, kicking off today's ceremony.

A good start.

With this scene of landscape painting, the trip was already worthwhile. Even if I couldn't go to the first-line peak to sit down and drink in Shanze Yexiu, my trip to the Zhengyang Mountain boundary was not in vain.

At the banquet, the wine from the Immortal Family is wine, and the wine in the market is wine, but at different prices, if one drinks it for fairy money, the other can drink it equally and it will be lively.

Then Liu Xianyang, the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect, appeared at the gate of the Zushan Mountain, asking questions about swordsmanship and unexpected surprises, which made others feel dizzy and satisfied in their hearts.

The ghosts each held their swords, but none of them could stop Liu Xianyang from climbing the mountain. Not only that, the two sword formations at Bo Yun Peak and Pian Jing Peak were as weak as paper when faced with Liu Xianyang's sword attack.

The two groups of sword cultivators at Qiuling Mountain and Shuilong Peak suffered heavy casualties. The fallen sword cultivator suffered a broken sword, and the body of a Longmen realm sword cultivator was thrown directly to the foot of the mountain by Liu Xianyang.

And no one expected that this young sword immortal who was previously unknown in Aquarius Continent not only successfully climbed the mountain, no one could stop him, but even the three old sword immortals who were responsible for guarding the Stop Sword Pavilion failed to stop him.

When Liu Xianyang reached the summit, even Xia Yuancui, the respected old swordsman of Full Moon Peak, fell into the same situation as Yu Xu, and was actually dragged to the top of the sword by Liu Xianyang.

During this period, as if echoing these sword-asking questions from a distance, one after another the immortal family ferries and the monks on the mountain tops, either openly or quietly, left the Zhengyang Mountain boundary one after another.

Is there such a ceremony in the world?

One by one, pure warriors and sword immortals are hovering high in the sky, riding the wind, stepping on the peaks.

Doesn't this mean that we are moving mountains? The mountain Luopo Mountain is moving today is Zhengyang Mountain.

As for the blue-shirted swordsman who is the master of Luolu Mountain, how will he question the sword when he appears at the mountain gate?

unimaginable.

With Liu Xianyang in front of him every time he asked the sword, the spectators at various peaks felt that it would be difficult to have a bigger surprise.

After Liu Yu and Yu Xu left.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and looked at the top of the sword, discussing matters with the ancestral hall, and reminded him in a considerate voice: "One stick of incense is over half done."

While speaking.

In the sky above the top of the sword, an extremely refined sword light appeared.

Even Wei Jin raised his head and looked at the sword light with concentration, as if he was quite surprised.

I saw the initial sword light the size of a mustard seed, and instantly stretched out a rainbow of bright sword lights, all in a straight line, spreading rapidly in all directions.

Then one after another sword light paused at the same time. A total of ten snow-white straight lines were vaguely visible. At the stagnation point, A, B, C... Ren, Gui, a total of ten sword energies condensed into small regular script, golden light shone brightly.

Eye-catching.

Ten golden characters with strong sword meaning began to rotate slowly, and ten long lines of sword light rotated accordingly, casting slender shadows on the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain.

After that, the sword light burst out in all directions for the second time. This time it was the evolution of the sword path of the twelve earthly branches, and it was subdivided into twelve sword light trajectories, each with its own text, controlling those swords that were a few feet shorter than the heavenly stems.

The long line of light began to rotate in an orderly manner, which caused twelve negligible, but extremely thrilling "cool shades" to appear on the line of peaks.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light at the center of the circle branched out into twenty-four straight lines of sword light and bloomed outward. At the top of the sword light, the golden text with the twenty-four solar terms suddenly hovered, and compared with

Based on the pure straight lines of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, when these words appear, there is a sword that seems to reach the realm of heaven and man, manifesting twenty-four different solar terms in the four seasons of the year.

After that, there were still twenty-eight sword lights pulling up, like twenty-eight stars, and the stars rotated in the sky, eventually forming a circular galaxy.

After that, thirty-six peaks appeared, like mirages, standing in the territory divided by sword lights in the sky.

Then there is the chronology of the sixty-year period, like a weird accountant, arranging the years for the long years between heaven and earth.

There are still seventy-two sword lights, as if they are rivers copied from the Three Continents, and then the immortals use their great supernatural powers to forcibly straighten the meandering water.

After that, there were one hundred and eight shortest straight lines of sword light, which finally connected into a circle through the golden words at the top that looked like one hundred and eight orbs.

Circles of sword light, layer upon layer, densely packed, the sword energy is high in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, the sword intention is majestic and orderly.

One man is asking for swords and forming an array in the sky.

So much so that the entire Ancestral Mountain of Zhengyang Mountain, all the monks in Jianding and Dingjian Pavilion were shrouded in the shadow of the sword light.

When it comes to self-created boxing moves, Chen Ping'an is a bit inferior to Cao Ci, who claimed that his new boxing was "less than thirty" in the Gong De Lin Wen Boxing.

But I am a sword cultivator. Do you, Cao Ci, have the ability to create your own sword technique?

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and it seemed that this was too shameless to compare with his friend Cao Ci.

Suddenly taking a step sideways, a green shirt floated to the ground. Chen Pingan raised his arm, put his fingers together, and lightly touched the white jade hairpin in his bun.

On the Jianding side, the discussion has actually begun. The matter discussed is very simple. They each expressed their stance and nodded to express their agreement to remove Yuan Zhenye's name from the golden and jade genealogy of Zhengyang Mountain. They shook their heads to express their rejection.

But some of the old masters were hesitant and very unhappy.

Chen Pingan took a step back and reached out to hold Ye You's sword hilt.

It was only afterwards that I learned that Mr. Qi once told the mountain-moving ape that if he left Lizhu Cave when he was young, he would step on Zhengyang Mountain.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and stooped slightly. In this way, he felt much more relaxed and murmured: "Then let's go alone?"

Holding Yeyou in hand, he swept across with his sword, the sword light bloomed, and a line cut across the foot of Zhengyang Mountain, directly cutting off the root of an ancestral mountain in Zhengyang Mountain.

Not only that, Chen Pingan held a sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the mountain gate, and knocked on the hilt of the sword with his left hand.

The entire first-line peak was lifted up, several feet above the ground!

Then the sword array in the sky shrunk slightly, and then crashed to the ground with lightning speed, smashing the entire Sword Top Patriarch Hall in an instant, causing dust to fly and shocking the world.

You just continue to discuss things.
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