Chapter 252 Three Thousand White Hair
Jin Mingcheng said: "Your Majesty has thousands of miles of land, no matter what sword is among them, as long as he dares to hold it, he will be discovered, and then naturally someone will come to trouble him."
Hearing these words, Duke Lu finally felt relieved, and said with a smile: "It seems that the West Sea Sword Sect is really in big trouble this time."
Those who dare to make trouble for Xi Wangsun will naturally win against him, and then they will be one of the few masters of the Heaven-reaching Realm in the Chaotian Continent.
Jin Mingcheng said: "The West Sea Sword Sect is also amazing for being able to survive for so many years after offending the Qingshan Sect."
Lu Guogong asked: "Where did you send the map of mountains and rivers? Tianguang Peak?"
Jin Mingcheng said: "No, doesn't the Duke feel that the mainland is so lively today, but one place is too quiet?"
Duke Lu understood, and thought to himself, it is no wonder that the place that should not be quiet has never made any sound.
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Today is an extremely long day in Chaotian Continent.
The imperial court and the Zhengdao sect have confirmed that Yuntai, the most important place of the Xihai Sword Sect, is the headquarters of Bulaolin, and Xiwangsun is the leader of Bulaolin. Countless strong men either control flying swords or step on magic weapons to head towards Haizhou City.
There was no movement at Tianshou Mountain.
You can tell from the name that this place used to be a mausoleum. To be precise, it used to be the royal tomb of the former dynasty, which was later used by Wuenmen as a mountain gate.
For many people, especially ascetics, this is a very taboo thing, but Wuenmen doesn't care.
Because what they cultivate is the way of killing and cutting, and what they pay attention to is breaking the world with the sword.
There is no favor between heaven and earth, let alone the emperor and the court?
Many years ago, the famous sword escaper caused a big storm in the world. The orthodox practice world was in turmoil. The Wuenmen was targeted for occupying the tomb of the former dynasty. In just ten years, it was attacked four times by the alliance of evil ways. Fortunately, the strong man from Qingshan came to save him with his sword, so he survived.
Because of this incident and the fact that the two factions have similar ideas, Qingshan Sect and Wuen Sect have become allies, and they have been friends for generations until today.
In recent years, Wu'en Sect has always been at a disadvantage in the battle with the West Sea Sword Sect, and has been severely suppressed. The disciples seldom go out and become more and more low-key.
But it shouldn't be this quiet here today.
The Zhengdao Sect is besieging Yuntai of the Xihai Sword Sect, and Wuenmen, who has a feud with the Xihai Sword Sect, should take action no matter what.
Tianshou Mountain is very quiet, you can hear birds singing everywhere, and the disciples practice swords and practice painstakingly in it, as if they don't even know what is going on outside.
In the depths of the mountains, there is a large hall with ten stone beasts squatting on the eaves. The outer wall is made of blue stones, and the ground inside is paved with large blocks of blue bricks.
There are thirteen steps in front of the hall, with reliefs of cranes inlaid in the middle.
It can be easily seen from the format that this place should be the apse of the mausoleum of the former dynasty, which was used by Wuenmen as the main hall of the gate.
The main hall of the door is dimly lit and the atmosphere is cold. An old man is sitting in the deepest part.
The old man had gray hair all over his head, and he could only see a few black hairs inside when he was very close. He lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.
Pei Baifa, the head of Wuen Sect, did not get his name because of his full head of white hair.
Hundreds of years ago, when the masters of the evil faction besieged the mountain gate, he was only qualified to retreat to the mausoleum gate. At that time, he already had this name.
Because he practiced the most difficult and powerful white-haired three thousand swords in Wuenmen.
For hundreds of years, he was the only person in Wuenmen who had mastered this kind of swordsmanship.
This kind of swordsmanship is cultivated to the highest level, and one sword can travel thousands of miles, or even farther!
It's just that the sword intent is the soul of the spirit, and it consumes a lot of money on the sword rider. Every time a sword is drawn, a white hair will grow, so it is called the three thousand white hairs.
Pei Bai's hair is full of silver threads, he doesn't know how many swords he has made in this life, and how many of them are caused by the circumstances of these years.
That year he had a duel with Xijian Seagod, and he returned in a disastrous defeat. If the Master Qingshan hadn't stepped forward, he might have died at that time.
Since then, he has been recuperating in Tianshou Mountain, and has never appeared in front of people again. In recent years, he has been in the Forbidden Palace, where he doesn't even see his disciples, and only drinks clean water.
There were rumors that he was knocked down from the Heaven-reaching Realm by the Sword God of the West Sea, and some even said that he was seriously injured and dying.
If some people pay close attention, they may find that the day Pei Baifa started to drink only clear water was the day after Luo Huainan's death.
Luo Huainan is the head disciple of the Zhongzhou Sect, but his death is not qualified to make such a great figure as the head of Wuen Sect mourn for so long.
Pei Baifa looked down at the sand table in front of him.
There are mountains and waters in the sand table, all of which are great rivers and mountains in the Chaotian Continent, so it is called the map of mountains and rivers.
In an inconspicuous place on the left hand side of the Jiangshan map, there is a small bright spot.
Pei Baifa looked at it for several years, but the position of that little bright spot has not changed.
But at that moment before, the small bright spot flickered slightly.
This means that the sword moved.
Pei Baifa still didn't move because it wasn't bright enough.
Suddenly, that small bright spot became extremely bright, even a little dazzling.
Pei Baifa felt a little regretful.
Drinking only clean water for several years, and staying awake for thousands of nights, this sword, which was built up, failed to land on Jian Xilai in the end.
However, it's okay to let the West Sea Sword Sect sink.
Thinking this way, Pei Baifa put his hand into the map of mountains and rivers.
The light in the map of Jiangshan became brighter and brighter, and reflected on his face through his palm, making his eyes paler, looking like jade balls.
He is actually blind!
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No one knew that in the depths of the hall, Pei Baifa's body was shaking.
But the disciples of Wuenmen soon sensed that something big was about to happen, because the Tianshou Mountain, which stretched over more than ten blocks, suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake, and like those stories they had heard countless times since they were young—could it be that the demon from the Underworld really came to the world through the underworld of the mausoleum?
Disciples of the Wu'en Sect came out from all over and stood in the valley in front of the hall, feeling the changes in the atmosphere of the heaven and the earth, their faces full of surprise.
Pei Yuan is the head of the punishment hall of Wuenmen.
He also has a brother who is Pei Baifa, but his appearance is much younger than Pei Baifa's, and most of his hair is still black.
He hurried to the main hall of the door, wanting to go in and have a look, but was stopped by several elders.
"I'm worried that something happened to the door owner."
Pei Yuan looked very anxious.
After all, they are brothers, so they are naturally affectionate.
An elder said with a blank expression: "The master of the sect has important things to do today, and no one is allowed to disturb him. Hall master Pei is safe and don't get bored."
Hearing these words, Pei Yuan was even more surprised. He thought that his brother had been seriously injured for many years, and he was about to die, but what was he going to do?
More importantly, why didn't he even hear the wind in advance?
The cranes inlaid on the stone steps, feeling the breath from the temple, brightened up, as if they were about to live.
The stone beast on the eaves looks at the sky, as if expecting something.
In the depths of the hall, the light on the sand table illuminated Pei Baifa's face and eyes that had been blind for many years.
Wind blows.
Silver hair dancing wildly.
A sword broke out of the rock, pierced through the roof of the hall, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared into the sky.
There was a thunderclap in the clear sky, and then a downpour of rain fell.
Pei Yuan looked up at the sky, letting the rain drip on his pale face, thinking in shock, so he...is he all right?