The moon rises from the east mountain and lingers between bullfighting.

Qingyu raised her eyes again, and looked at the beautiful scenery of mountains, rivers, plants and trees through the spiritual fog gathered by the refining of energy. Since three hundred years ago, she felt that every grass, tree, flower and leaf were all visible, and the vividness of all things was no longer revealed in her eyes.

Sometimes when she looks up at the starry sky, she will be intoxicated by the thoughts of whether there are really gods living in the sky, but indulging in the beauty of the starry sky.

From then on, she never killed her again.

In fact, since she reached the top level of Taoist sect, no one with eyes dared to offend her.

The habits that have been in the past three hundred years have almost become a precept, but we will eventually break the precepts tonight.

Someone was wearing a blue shirt and wearing a cloak, slowly following the mountain road to Qingyu's eyes.

There was the sound of wind in the world, the sound of grass and trees swaying, the sound of insects and cicadas singing, and the sound of flowing springs, but there was no sound of his breathing, heartbeat, and footsteps. He stood thirty feet away from the clear rain, alone, exuding a transcendent smell.

Qingyu looked at the man in green who suddenly appeared, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes. The man was not angry, as if it was natural for Qingyu to examine him.

The man in blue bent down and bowed deeply, and his head was almost touching his knee. He said in a respectful tone: "How lucky is he to see the fairy face in this life?"

He is gentle and looks about forty. Standing there, he has the grandmaster spirit of Yuan Yuezhi, but he is extremely respectful to Qingyu, a woman who looks extremely weak.

Qingyu said calmly: "The five swords of Qingwei are all extraordinary, but in my eyes, they are truly outstanding. Only two of them are Bai. Are you the Tianjian Wufeibai or the Divine Sword Li Xibai?"

The man in green said, "Wu Feibai is below, and in front of the fairy, I dare not call him the Heavenly Sword."

Qingyu said, "Yes, Li Xibai is also called Jian Chi. His sword intent is not as mysterious as you. You can find me at this point in time, which shows that you have some ability. Even if you die here, you will not defile the beauty of the mountains and rivers."

A sharp point only sword cultivator could finally be born in the eyes of the man in blue, and he said very plainly: "The fairy has opened the fairy orifice and marched into the boundaries of heaven and man. If he was indeed qualified to say this to someone in the past, but now, is the fairy still the fairy of the past?"

Qingyu said: "You can try it all."

She sat quietly, like a Buddha and a Bodhisattva in the temple, which was the center of a world. Her breath was not strong, but it was still like an unattainable star, which was beyond the reach of people.

Wu Feibai could not see through the reality of Qingyu after all, and Jianxin had to be afraid of Qingyu's profound and unexpected situation.

After he became a pill, he felt frustrated when facing his opponent for the first time.

Wu Feibai stomped his feet, and Qingyu's stone sitting cross-legged exploded with a loud bang.

A sword energy as light as white moonlight flew out from the rock, and he wanted to divide Qingyu's immortal body into two without any mercy.

When the sword energy touched Qingyu, it was blocked by her white and crystal-clear jade fingers. Her jade fingers rotated, and the invincible sword energy was actually wrapped around Qingyu's jade fingers, as if it was around her fingers.

Wu Feibai's mind was shocked and he knew that the sword energy he emitted had been conquered by Qingyu.

Qingyu pointed the jade at Wufeibai.

disease!

The sword energy in turn attacks the master who created it.

Qingyu has now gotten up, and there is an extra jade flute in his hand. He holds the red lips and exhales gently. The ethereal and ethereal sound of the flute is gentle within a radius of a hundred feet.

The vitality of the mountains and rivers was mobilized, and the spiritual objects she was exposed to transformed under the sound of the flute, including hundreds of beasts in the mountains and gods.

Wu Feibai couldn't help but say, "You can also use the 'natural transformation method'."

This is the Taoist law recorded in the Emperor's Sutra of the Lingfei Sect. It can be said that it is almost an immortal method, and it is the ultimate sound and killing magical power. It uses invisible sound to transform into material things to attack the enemy.

He is known as the world as the Tianshi Sect, whether it is a group battle or a single battle, and has great power.

Wu Feibai immediately fell into the siege of monsters born from the Heavenly Transformation Method.

When the clear rain blows the jade flute, the whites of the eyes disappear little by little and are gradually replaced by dead gray.

If it were in the past, she would not feel uncomfortable even if she had blown the jade flute for three days and three nights. At this moment, every time she blew a note into a monster with energy, it would be like being cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Even though he suffered great pain, Qingyu still looked unchanged, and there was no error in the pitch.

There are more and more vital monsters that are transformed, surrounding Wufeibai layer by layer.

It was not until the last note that Qingyu stood firmly under a locust tree. The faint yin energy of the locust tree penetrated into her body, and the cold and cold seemed to relieve the pain in her body.

The monsters dissipated one after another, leaving behind a tragic corpse.

Qingyu sighed softly and then closed her eyes.

For her, every breath time is very precious now and cannot be wasted in meaningless feelings.

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Ji Liao had already stepped into the Nanshan territory. After he entered, he felt inexplicably in his heart.

It seems that the entire Nanshan Mountain has been blocked invisibly, and any foreign intruder will be discovered.

The moonlight is hazy.

A trace of vague sword intent destroyed the beautiful and illusory tranquility atmosphere.

Within a few steps, Ji Liao went from the foot of a mountain to the hillside, where there was a pavilion, and the sword intent was coming from.

The pavilion was air-ventilated, with a stone table in the middle and a pot of wine on it. Some people were dressed in white clothes, spotlessly clean, drinking alone.

The sword was placed on his knees, and under the moonlight, the scabbard was as dark as ink, forming a strong contrast with his white clothes.

"You are the Mu Zhenzi who has mastered the sword energy and thunder sound." The man did not look at Ji Liao, but expressed Ji Liao's identity.

Ji Liao nodded and said, "Who are you?"

"Qingwei Sect, Li Xibai." He said lightly, took another sip of wine, and said self-deprecatingly: "It is also an idiot who cannot see through the world, a fool."

Ji Liao's figure shook slightly, and when he appeared again, he was already sitting opposite Li Xibai, saying, "A person who can say such a thing must be not stupid."

Li Xibai said: "Since I have arrived in Nanshan, I have accepted the task of siege and killing Fairy Qingyu. But I have my own arrogance and refuse to bully Qingyu, who has been exhausted. I shouldn't have come, but I am unwilling to betray the master. Since I have come, I can't make up my mind and have no decision. I really don't deserve to be a sword cultivator."

Ji Liao said: "So you don't know what to do, so you drink here and get drunk alone."

Li Xibai said: "Yes, when mortals drink alcohol, they will be more courageous, at least they dare to do what they want to do. But I just thought it awkward because I can't get drunk at all."

Ji Liao said: "But my appearance will make you feel much better?"
Chapter completed!