[Thunderbolt] Pindao just wants to be a quiet Taoist priest

Chapter 118

Ye Zhao saw the four long swords sent by the envoys of Confucianism when he was sitting in a daze in Yuelingyuan.

He has been restless for the past few days. To be precise, he has been anxious since Ye Canglan left last time. His usual joy is gone. I hope that what I want will not happen.

Self-deception will always be broken by the truth reality one day.

When Ye Zhao saw the sword, his heart that had been hanging at last finally fell to the ground.I can't tell whether my heart is "should have been like this" or "it turned out to be like this".

The grief in his heart seemed to be numb, but it seemed that he had been prepared for a long time, and he didn't scream when he really faced this fact.After being sad for a day, Ye Zhao handed over a beautiful sword box to Mr. Liuzhao.

"Father gave it to me before he left last time. He said it would be handed over to you after his death. It's just that there is a spell on it. He said that if possible, he doesn't want the spell to be unlocked one day." Ye Zhao touched the cold and undulating gold inlaid jade inlay on the sword box, his eyes were hot and red, but he couldn't let the tears overflow.

He no longer has a father, so he has to be strong himself.

This is the last work of his father. In the past three years, Ye Canglan has been concentrating on the casting of this sword, making it every day in the casting room.Apart from knowing that it was a sword, Ye Zhao didn't know anything about what it really looked like or what power it had.

Mr. Liu Zhao didn't look at the sword box, but just looked at Ye Zhao with calm eyes, so calm that even Ye Zhao felt that it was too much.

Although he still looks like a teenage boy, Ye Zhao knew that his uncle was already as old as two sixty-year-old sons. Liu Zhaojun said to Ye Zhao who was standing a little far away, "Come here."

Ye Zhao dawdled in front of Mr. Liu Zhao, not knowing what this uncle was going to do.

Mr. Liuzhao pulled Ye Zhao over and buried his head in his arms: "Cry. You are only nine years old. You don't need to force yourself to restrain your emotions. You can cry if you want to. You still have me as an elder foster father."

Smelling the cold smell on the Taoist robe at the tip of his nose, like the snow that has remained unchanged for thousands of years on Guanxue Peak, Ye Zhao couldn't help it anymore, and a sad cry sounded in the robe, Dull and depressing.

The strong coat he had put on was easily broken by these words, and the sadness in his heart surged out in a daze, and he fell into Liu Zhaojun's arms and cried twitchingly.

Ye Zhao felt that a drop of hot liquid dripped on the top of his head when he was crying, but he didn't say anything, as if he didn't notice it.

Growing up is too painful. When all the close relatives around you are far away, and you face the world's swords and swords alone, the warmth of the past is like a sharp knife piercing your heart. Every time you recall it, you feel painful.

Ye Zhao stayed in Xuanzong so quietly, no one would mention his parents again.This is for his own good. After all, the existence of Ye Canglan, Ji Yunshang and Ji Yunni will make his situation more dangerous, so let it all disappear in history.

He no longer has his home in adversity, and before he is able to leave, he will grow up in Xuanzong in peace.

Ye Zhao's mood slowly recovered under the considerate care and care of everyone in Xuanzong, and his smiles gradually increased. Although he was still keeping his filial piety, the saddest time has passed, and everything is getting better.

But one person has changed a lot.

Many people have found that their little uncle seems to have grown up overnight, and he doesn't like to laugh anymore.Although his cultivation base is deeper and his breakthrough is just around the corner, but the advanced cultivation base seems to have taken away his happiness, and whenever he has time, he stands on the top of Guanxue Peak, taking over Yi Zaiyu's former position.

Difficult situation. Since this incident, all the upper-level forces of the Three Religions have disappeared, and the rest are those outside the Three Religions. The results have all been realized.

Is destiny really irresistible?

Mr. Liuzhao didn't know that he was the only one left in the plan to dye green smoke. Can he really complete the change of fate, keep Xuanzong, and keep the master?

Facing a cold and cruel fate, and a tragic and tragic ending, what is the mood of Ran Qingyan when he sees the future?How painful is it to see someone you love die in a catastrophe?

Mr. Liu Zhao was thinking, powerless and frightened.

Weakness is the powerless resistance to the gears of the trajectory of fate rolling over slowly.Fear is the fear of how many relatives I know will leave in the future.

Destiny cannot be controlled at all.

Slightly closing his eyes, even though he knew it was only a slight possibility, he still wanted to try it, no matter what kind of status the master was and what reason he was for.

When Ye Zhao was 16 years old, Liu Zhaojun made a breakthrough.

Level 95 and level 96 are completely different, their true qi is surging and quiet like a deep pool, unfathomable.

Although Jianchun's kidney deficiency problem still can't be cured, every sword he sends out is condensed with the purest sword energy, which is unrivaled.The world in Master's eyes is gradually showing up in his own eyes, Mr. Liu Zhao knows that the time has come.

Of course, Feng Youyu saw Liu Zhaojun's changes, and he also saw his firmness. He couldn't say anything to stop him, and it didn't have any effect at all.

"Junior brother, go back in time and change your fate against the sky, this is too difficult." Feng Youyu couldn't bear to say it again when he saw Liu Zhaojun contacting Meng Zhuguang again.

"Brother, the battle of the alien world is imminent. If the master can be revived, our Xuanzong's combat power will be raised to a higher level, and it will also be an extra layer of protection." Liu Zhaojun did not raise his head, and he was very proficient in practicing over and over again. music.

On the night of the full moon, Mr. Liuzhao silently played "Returning Dreams and Chasing Light" in his own Yuelingyuan, and the blue dreamy sound range slowly spread out, mysterious and unpredictable.

The time is positioned 600 years ago, the day that changed everyone's destiny.

This is not ten years like the last time when the five aggregates were empty, but a full 600 years.

Mr. Liuzhao can only feel that his level 96 cultivation base is like a surging river, pouring into the music continuously. At the time point, it is possible to retain the innate cultivation base, but only at the innate level.

Mr. Liu Zhao's complexion turned pale, and he could hardly bear the loss of his cultivation base. Thinking of the price of Master's resurrection, he must have felt bad at that time.

Fortunately, it is still innate.

Innate monks can begin to sense the destiny and come into contact with the destiny that ordinary people cannot feel. If they want to replace Ran Qingyan's position in the catastrophe, they must at least have innate cultivation bases, so that they can use their fate and get away with it.

As long as the dyed green smoke survives, there will be too many things that can be changed in the future, at least the master will definitely survive.even though……

Mr. Liuzhao lowered his eyes and looked at Qingyuliu on his lap. Even if his wife did not survive, he still had another chance.Ye Canglan and his tragedies could have been prevented in advance, and the master's death could have been prevented by himself. As long as the master did not step out of Xuanzong that day, the death calamity would have passed.

When stepping into the blue time passage in front of him, Mr. Liu Zhao withdrew his feet.

It also needs to be safer, if he dies unexpectedly at a different time, at least there is still a way out.

The piano music was played again, but it was lonely and lonely, and the shadows formed a pair.

The lonely shadow turned into a double, Liu Zhaojun looked at the body sitting cross-legged, and stepped into the passage without hesitation.

In the Taoist realm 600 years ago, the spring was just right, and the sky was cloudless.

In a quiet forest, the originally normal space suddenly rippled like the wind blowing on the water.Amidst the space shock, a young man in a black and white Taoist robe appeared.It seemed as if passing through the water, one step landed on the green grass still stained with dew.

Taking a deep breath of air, the aura of Dao Realm is as abundant as ever. Mr. Liu Zhao sighed that only people really change.

It is only early in the morning, and there is still a quarter of an hour before the time of the catastrophe. The celestial phenomena on Xuanzong's side have begun to change, and the clouds of catastrophe are slowly gathering. Before the catastrophe erupts, there is not enough time. Because of his fate, he had to hurry before he had time to take a good look around.

"Scared!" As soon as he turned around, Liu Zhaojun almost frightened himself to death, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

A black figure stood quietly behind him, silently watching his appearance.

The majestic imposing manner, the golden feathered headdress, the golden blue eyes that seem to be smiling but not smiling, and the expression of absolute contempt, Mr. Liu Zhao would be a fool if he couldn't recognize it.

Abandon the Emperor of Heaven.

Tightly pursing his lips, Mr. Liuzhao scolded Tiandao three thousand times in his heart, without repeating a single sentence, is he playing himself?He just threw himself in front of Mr. Abandoned just after transmigrating. Is this because of his bad luck, or is it intentional by Heaven?

As long as you don't call out, you don't know each other.

Mr. Liuzhao tried his best to restrain his heart that was about to collapse. By the way, it should be that the alien world has just been created at this time. Mr. Qi came to see that the dao realm he destroyed and created before is also normal. This should be the first holy demon It's the first birth, but fortunately it's not perfect, otherwise it would be a mess.

Looking at the silent President Qi with a blank face, he saw that Mr. Liu Zhao didn't have time to play eye-to-eye games with Emperor Qi Tian here, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Emperor Qitian finally said the first sentence at this time, but it made Liu Zhaojun's hairs stand on end.

Don't say anything else, run away directly, Mr. Liu Zhao doesn't think that only the innate cultivation base just now will be the opponent of Qitiandi. In the heyday, he can still face the opponent, but not now.

"Heh." With a chuckle, Emperor Qitian appeared beside Liu Zhaojun in a flash, and slapped him off the treetop with one palm.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and Mr. Liu Zhao lay on the ground, feeling that his internal organs and six lungs were about to be smashed to pieces.

Silently got up, looking at the Qitiandi who was like a cat playing with a mouse in front of him, Liu Zhaojun frowned, he was really crazy.

Pulling out the Zhou Meteor position, Liu Zhaojun dare not keep it. Now that the time is very close, it is better to rush out of this place first. It would be great if he could pull the Qitian Emperor into Jieyun to worship the sky.

The vertical and horizontal sword qi rushed towards the Emperor Qitian. Liu Zhaojun not only used all of Chunyang's sword techniques, the sword qi was seamlessly connected, but also integrated the Qingtian sword technique.The battle between life and death made his mind clearer than ever before.

Seeing these sword qi moves, Qi Tiandi didn't care much, at this level even his protective qi shield couldn't break through, and it would be a dream to hurt him.

Seeing Zhou Liuxing, Qi Tiandi's eyes sank, as if thinking of some bad memory, he raised his hand to receive the sword: "Your sword is interesting."

Gently pushing with his right hand, Mr. Liuzhao seemed to be hit by a palm, blood burst out all over his body, hit the tree trunk, and fell to the ground slumped, holding Zhou Liuxing firmly with one hand.

Emperor Qitian was like the most insurmountable moat, blocking his way to Xuanzong.

Struggling to get up, Mr. Liu Zhao only felt that his luck had really gone home. Why did he fall in front of Emperor Qitian at the most inappropriate time?But it’s okay, it’s a big deal to start over again, even if I am killed by the Qitian Emperor now, my consciousness can return to 600 years later, and I will do it again when my cultivation base recovers. I will definitely not choose this time point next time, and I will never meet again Let's go to Emperor Qitian, I'm afraid that Emperor Qitian will not be killed cleanly, so it's not easy for me to go back.

"Are you thinking about how to escape?" Emperor Qitian walked slowly in front of Mr. Liu Zhao, and then covered his body with blood with his palm. Mr. Liu Zhao, who had just got up, pressed down again, sucked his right hand, and Zhou Meteor moved from Liu Zhao. Zhaojun's hand flew into the hand of Emperor Qitian.

"It's a good sword, but I don't like it." A voice of displeasure was just to express his displeasure. Mr. Liu Zhao widened his eyes, watching Zhou Liuxing, who had followed him for a hundred years, exerting all his strength on Emperor Qitian. In the grip, there was a mournful sound, and it broke into two pieces.

The light of the Divine Soldier was extinguished, and it fell dimly in front of Liu Zhaojun.

Looking at the fragments of the magic weapon in front of him, Mr. Liu Zhao felt ridiculous and powerless. He had never heard that the big orange weapon could be broken. How far is the current Emperor Qitian, and why is he in the Dao realm at this time?Could it be that the empty-nesters really come out to relax at home in a panic?Could it be that the heavens are really going to destroy Xuanzong?

"Little Taoist priest, your physique is quite interesting." Emperor Qitian seemed to be in a much better mood, half-closed his eyes and looked at Mr. Liu Zhao who was lying on the ground struggling helplessly, "It just works."

As he said that, a stream of devilish energy pierced through the main points of Mr. Liuzhao, sealed his body, and took away the seriously injured and unconscious Mr. Liuzhao. The grove became calm again, except that there was only a broken sword left behind. In the same place, the one-sided battle just now was completely invisible.

When the robbery cloud from Xuanzong's side came with an aura that seemed to destroy everything, no one survived under the punishment of heaven, the robbery cloud cleared up, and it was back to normal.

A golden figure came slowly with light and heavy swords on its back, as if shocked by the aura of Jieyun who had just destroyed the sky and the earth, it was like sleepwalking at the moment.

Strolling here, Ye Canglan picked up the broken sword in two on the ground in doubt, and then hurriedly looked around, but found nothing except the singing of birds and flowers, so he could only put away the fragment of Zhou Meteor, and left the Dao Realm .

The author has something to say:

Mr. Abandoned is Mr. Abandoned. As soon as we met, he beat his wife seriously injured and brought him home. If you can catch up with love, I will call 666.

Also, Xuanjun, your luck is really terrible, you actually fell into such an unlucky place, it can always be said that your wife fell from the sky.

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