Chapter 427 Rusui's Sight, Castle Peak Sword

This old monk who can make the unicorn beast escape from injury is naturally the ancestor Xuanyin who has listened to scriptures in Guocheng Temple for many years.

Hearing Zhuo Rusui's words, the ancestor was not angry, but a little emotional.

No matter how you were like a tree facing the wind in the past, and you have not seen the sun underground for four hundred years, you will eventually become the ghost he is now.

No matter how rampant you were in the world back then, you were about to rule the evil way, and if you were targeted by the Qingshan sect, you would eventually become a dog.

That giant of the evil way who commanded all the heroes of the evil way back then, who dared not refuse, has been away from the world for too long. Four hundred years later, he reappeared in the world, and no one could recognize him.

But he is the ancestor of Xuanyin after all.

These years, he acted like a well-behaved old dog around Yin San, but that was not true after all.

When he reappears in the world, people may not recognize him, but the world will always recognize him.

The wind howled between the courtyards.

Venerable Minghuo's mountain guard descended downwards, intending to suppress him, but he could only blow his thinning hair, and could not move him at all.

He stood in the sky above Jingyuan, like a real demon god.

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In fact, at least one person in Jingyuan knew Patriarch Xuanyin.

"Xuan Yinzi?"

Jing Jiu was a little surprised. He thought that the guy who appeared today should be the guy who lives with a turtle shell on his back.

In the deepest part of those long memories, he remembered that there was something wrong with that guy's relationship with his senior brother.

Hearing Jing Jiu's words, Duhai Seng and Da Changseng's expression changed immediately, while Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun reacted after being startled, their faces turned pale.

Zhuo Rusui stared at the old monk, shocked to think that it was this one, so it seems that he was right!

Zhao Layue had already stood in front of Jing Jiu, and Furth's sword was hanging quietly at the side.

Jing Jiu made a lightning strike, grabbed her belt, and the sword energy rose sharply, turning into unimaginable force, and threw her out of the mountain guard formation.

For some reason, today's Venerable Minghuo's mountain guard array is a bit weird. It still keeps strict barriers against incoming enemies, but it doesn't prevent the people in the array from leaving.

Zhao Layue turned into a line and landed in the woods next to a certain hall.

Listening to the movement in the woods and looking at the scene in the quiet garden, the white cat's bewitching pupils narrowed again, wanting to sneak away.

Jing Jiu is really dangerous.

However, that palm landed on its neck again, and this time his palm was a little harder.

"I said, just go to the theater today."

Yin San looked in the direction of Jingyuan and said calmly.

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Patriarch Xuanyin fell towards Jingyuan, followed by Venerable Minghuo's mountain guard.

There was a strong wind in the tranquil garden, Da Chang Seng and Du Hai Seng stood in front of Jing Jiu with solemn expressions.

Lu Guogong, Xi Yiyun and Bai Qianjun couldn't stand still at all, and flew out obliquely. Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone pagoda in the middle of the courtyard, like a small animal hugging a tree in the flood, refusing to let go, no matter how blinded by the sand and stones, he desperately opened his eyes wide, watching the figure falling at high speed.

Monk Dachang raised his right palm through the air, facing Patriarch Xuanyin.

Venerable Minghuo's mountain guards sensed it, and then accelerated and fell, pinching Patriarch Xuanyin from top to bottom.

Patriarch Xuanyin showed no expression on his face, and flicked his sleeves lightly. I don't know what method he used, but he snatched the magical powers of Buddhism from Venerable Minghuo's mountain protection array!

A skinny hand came out of its sleeve, and with unimaginable coercion and profound Zen breath, it slapped the ground of Jingyuan.

Da Changseng let out a muffled grunt, vomited blood and retreated, falling to the ground. As a former confidant of the Divine Emperor, he practiced Zen in Guocheng Temple for three hundred years. It can be said that the Dharma is profound, but who knows that he can't stop Xuanyin's palm, and what's even more frightening is that Xuanyin's understanding of Zen skills is still higher than his own!

Du Haiseng's expression was solemn, and he realized why the mountain protection array was operating so strangely today.

That skinny palm covered the entire Jingyuan.

The coercion from the peak of the sky can't be resisted, and it can't be avoided.

Jing Jiu's face was pale, but his eyes were still clear.

Du Haiseng stopped in front of him without hesitation. If this talented disciple who was cultivated by Qingshan Sect dies in Guocheng Temple, how will he explain to Master Liu Ci and Chan Zi in the future?

He is the head of the Lvtang of Guocheng Temple, and his realm is naturally deep, far above the Dachang Monk. He believes that he can block Jing Jiu for a moment and let Jing Jiu escape.

Looking at the giant palm that fell from the sky, his face was full of determination, and he was ready to sacrifice himself.

Suddenly a person stood in front of him.

The monk across the sea was very surprised. Zhao Layue had already been thrown away by Jing Jiu, Lu Guogong, Bai Qianjun, and Xi Yiyun had been blown out of the Jingyuan, Da Changseng was seriously injured and fell to the ground, Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone pagoda and struggled to support him, who else was in the Jingyuan? Where did this guy come from?

Looking at the blue official uniform worn by the man in front of him, Du Haiseng suddenly remembered that there was also a middle-aged official who entered the Jingyuan Sacrificial Pagoda with Duke Lu today.

The official was very ordinary and kept silent from beginning to end.

He thought that this person had passed out long ago, but he didn't expect that this person stayed until now, and even stood in front of him!

To be able to walk freely under the coercion of the heavenly beings, of course it cannot be an ordinary person, presumably it should be someone who worships a strong man in the court, but...

Even if you are Jin Mingcheng, how can you stop this devil?

Du Haiseng stretched out his hand to pull the official back, but it was too late.

The official slapped the sky.

His palms are a bit wide, and they look very gentle. They don't look like hands that are used to holding swords, and they probably haven't done any coolies. It's just that there are calluses on the edges of a few fingers. It seems that they hold more pens. Compared with the skinny and scary palms of Patriarch Xuanyin, his palms looked so weak.

But the next moment everything changed.

The official's body suddenly became taller, like an old farmer standing by the side of a field overlooking the straw, or like a high-ranking Qingtian official standing in a flying chariot overlooking the earth.

An extremely majestic breath emanated from the official's body, as pure as it seemed.

This kind of majesty is not official authority, but... royal air!

A bright red invisible flame emerged from the edge of the official's palm, and then quickly turned into two flying wings, flying towards the sky, and bombarded the palm of Xuanyin Patriarch!

Patriarch Xuanyin held countless black lotus fires in his palm, and when he met those two fire wings head-on, he made countless burning sounds.

The two fire wings and countless lotus fires disappeared into the air at the same time.

The two palms finally met for real.

No matter how perfect the control of power is, it cannot prevent the power from leaking into the world, because this has already surpassed power and entered the category of supernatural powers.

There was a loud bang! The dilapidated rain eaves and houses in Jingyuan were completely flattened, not a single speck of dust could fly up, and the vision became extremely clear instead.

The terrifying air wave swept away in all directions, destroying all the buildings along the way, evaporating the water in the pond, and burning away all the dried lotus leaves.

It wasn't until hundreds of feet away that the air wave was blocked by the mountain protection array, and it rolled back and wreaked havoc again.

The power of the two palms is so terrifying, who is that official?

"God Emperor!"

Patriarch Xuanyin looked at the official with shock on his face.

Yes, this official who followed Lu Guogong to worship the pagoda is His Majesty the current God Emperor!

No one expected that the Emperor, who was supposed to handle state affairs in Chaoge City, would quietly come to Guocheng Temple.

He missed his father, so he wanted to sit in front of the spiritual bone pagoda in Jingyuan, but he was worried that the world would know, so he hid his identity?

Of course it can't be that simple!

Could it be that the situation of the real person has been seen through long ago?

Patriarch Xuanyin glanced at Jing Jiu out of the corner of his eye, feeling dangerous.

Just like Qilin felt before.

He was a little puzzled, the realm of the contemporary god emperor is naturally extremely deep, but why is he afraid, why the warning signs in his heart are getting clearer and clearer?

He decided not to stay any longer, and even if the real person is held accountable afterwards, he must leave immediately.

The God Emperor withdrew his palm and returned, not intending to force him to stay.

Patriarch Xuanyin turned and flew towards the sky, suddenly felt something was wrong, and turned his head to look at the ground.

Jingyuan has been turned into ruins, only the small stone pagoda containing the ashes of the former emperor is still intact because of its special material and the blessing of runes.

Zhuo Rusui hugged the small stone pagoda and looked up at the sky.

The ground was getting farther and farther away, and the ancestor Xuanyin couldn't see his eyes clearly, but his eyes were still in contact.

He didn't pay attention to this disciple of Qingshan, even if it was rumored that this person was very talented, it didn't mean anything to him. It wasn't until this time that he finally discovered the problem, he was alerted, and used his magic skills to suppress it.

Zhuo Rusui hugged the stone pagoda, looked at the little black spot in the sky, his eyes were bloodshot.

Ever since he looked at Patriarch Xuanyin, he never looked away, and he didn't even blink once.

After receiving the full force of the ancestor, he couldn't hold it any longer, he groaned, and fell to the ground directly, his right hand spread out, revealing a shattered sword talisman.

A faint sword intent suddenly appeared in the sky.

Patriarch Xuanyin was frightened and angry, and cursed: "Shameless Qingshan!"

A sword light pierced through the air, with an unimaginably powerful aura, and with a stronger meaning, even he couldn't avoid it, and it directly penetrated his chest!

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The winter sun shines on the Tianguang Peak.

Yuan Gui closed his eyes and fell into a soundless sleep. The stone tablet on the turtle shell was silent, and the Chengtian sword inserted in the stone tablet dragged out a longer and longer shadow.

Real person Liu Ci sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, with his eyes closed, the sword intent lingered around his body, the sword power had accumulated for three days, and it was the peak moment.

Before Zhuo Rusui left Qingshan, he once gave a very serious order here.

"When you go to Guocheng Temple this time, you have to see it when it's time to see it. Don't make mistakes or miss it."

Sensing the news from afar, Liu Ci opened his eyes, thinking that this villain finally did nothing wrong.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of anger flashed in his deep and quiet eyes, and he said, "It's actually Xuan Yinzi... go!"

When the voice fell, a strong wind blew up on the top of Tianguang Peak.

Yuan Gui slowly opened his eyes again after many years.

The shadow on the stele has disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, what also disappeared in an instant were the clouds and mists that shrouded Yunxing Peak and stayed there all year round.

Those black, steep, and sword-like cliffs just appeared in the sunlight and appeared in people's sight.

The elders and disciples in Jiufengli were shocked and speechless, not knowing what happened.

The red leaves in Shenmo Peak were like fire, Gu Qing and Yuan Qu walked out of the cave, came to the edge of the cliff and looked towards Yunxing Peak.

Feeling the strong sword intent coming from there, the two were shocked and thought, this is the real appearance of Jianfeng.

"What happened?" Yuan Qu asked a little uneasy.

"I didn't see it."

Lu Qing shook his head, suddenly worried about Master.

The sudden appearance of Jianfeng must be due to something important happening in Chaotian Continent.

Logically speaking, with Jing Jiu's current status, it should have nothing to do with him, but Gu Qing just felt something was wrong.

Tianguang Peak.

Liu Ci sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, looking in the direction of Guocheng Temple, silent for a long time.

"Do you even dare to use a monster like Xuan Yinzi? Master, what is Qingshan in your heart?"

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(Suddenly I feel that Lord Liu Ci should sing a song to Zhuo Rusui at this time, you are my eyes... Also, I have always wanted to write the fairy sword in the avenue as something like a missile, like today's attack is obviously guided by ground lasers, hahahahaha, there will be more cool ones in the future, and the next volume will appear, so I will be happy thinking about it.)