Qing Ming

Swimming above the blue waves and blue sky, breathing the salty sea breeze, Liu Qiankun enjoyed this wonderful feeling with ease, and unconsciously drifted to the sea area of ​​the Cangli Empire.The pattern of the four great empires has not changed for thousands of years, but the Tianxing Empire is stronger.

"The front should be Liyuan Island!" Liu Qiankun saw a lightly swaying barrier in front of him, and couldn't help but recall the situation when he set foot on the island.It is also because after arriving on this mysterious island, his fate has changed since then.

"Tian Chu, do you still remember this place?" Liu Qiankun paused before the restraint, and patted the Sky Devouring Silver Fox on his shoulder with his hands.

"Hmph! Isn't this the old lair of that pervert Hong Xiaotian?" Sky Devouring Silver Fox curled his lips and said disdainfully.

The cultivation of Hong Xiaotian's three brothers is abnormal, this is a fact that even Liu Qiankun has to admit, and their master who is unpredictable... Thinking of these, he couldn't help but go to the island for a visit. The impulse to explore.

Choke!

A clear dragon chant pierced the sky, and Liu Qiankun stood proudly in the void with his sword in his hand. He held the hilt of the sword with both palms and lifted the low-hanging sword edge inch by inch, as if he was holding a high mountain in his hands. The temperature within ten thousand feet plummeted, and a layer of crystal frost spread from the sea under his feet to the surroundings. The clouds in the sky were also attracted by this cold air, and snowflakes like goose feathers drifted down for a while...

The Qingming sword had been lifted above Liu Qiankun's head, and at this moment he was like a jade pillar holding up the sky, piercing the sky with his feet on the blue wave sword.

Hiss!Rui Xiao broke through the sky, a blazing sword energy shot straight into the sky, and the Qingming sword turned into a ten thousand zhang green dragon and rushed towards the restriction. The world stopped at this moment, and even the falling snowflakes also hovered in midair.

Clap!

There was a crisp sound like a broken mirror, and what was broken was not a mirror, but pieces of fragile void.

laugh!

The sea water under his feet was calm, and the restriction attached to Liyuan Island trembled violently, and then it cracked like pieces of silk with a hiss, revealing a beautiful island like a green pearl in the blue sea under the veil.

"Xiaotian's sword is far better than me!" Liu Qiankun retracted his sword and sighed, and flew towards the peaceful island.

The aura on the island is still abundant, but unfortunately, there are no traces of birds or animals. Liu Qiankun walked around the island for a week, but unexpectedly found a small wooden attic in the valley with the most aura that he had been to before. , an old man with white hair and childlike face was sitting cross-legged on the grass in front of the small building to meditate, but it was a pity that his cultivation was inferior to the generals in the forest of ten thousand beasts.

Liu Qiankun's current cultivation base is a top-notch powerhouse even in the God Realm. How could a cultivator at the spiritual infant stage be aware of his existence, but where did this old man come from? I saw his figure fluttering down in front of the old man.

"Who are you?" Liu Qiankun awakened the old man directly through sound transmission, and there was an invisible coercion in his words.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and he didn't seem to be surprised by Liu Qiankun's arrival, so he said lightly: "Know others without yourself."

"Knowing people?" Liu Qiankun frowned slightly, his mind was spinning rapidly, and finally found a little light in the dusty memory.

"Do you know the nameless Saint Immortal?" I remember that the Saint Immortal who held the golden lotus in his hand in the Land of Prisoner God once mentioned that he was asked to go to the Cangli Empire to find an Earth Immortal named 'Zhiren'. After thousands of years, they met on this Liyuan Island.

The old man smiled slightly, and said, "I don't recognize you, but I recognize you." The smile on his face was indescribably calm, and Liu Qiankun felt that Wuji had seen through life and death.

"Do you recognize me?" Liu Qiankun was at a loss. He really couldn't remember when he met such a number one person. As a superior god, he felt a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart. Wuji on the opposite side seemed to be able to see through his soul. The deepest layer of the most secret thing.

"Not only do I recognize you, you're here, I'm leaving too." Wuji raised his head and looked at the blue sky, there was a trace of reluctance and nostalgia in his eyes, but he didn't know what he was nostalgic for?

Liu Qiankun had a thought, wanting to read this Wuji's thoughts with the power of peeping mind, but the spiritual consciousness he sent out seemed to sink into the boundless sea of ​​stars. Calm and profound, this kind of person's mind is probably incomprehensible to no one, not even God.

"Can I borrow your long sword?" Wuji smiled and stretched out his hand towards Liu Qiankun. The palm was white and moist, but the five fingers couldn't help trembling slightly.

"En!" Liu Qiankun responded lightly, and unexpectedly passed the Qingming Sword to him. Although he didn't know what Wuji meant by borrowing the sword, one thing is certain, even if he lent the sword to him There is absolutely no way to threaten Liu Qiankun at all.

Wuji took the long sword, flicked it on the spine with his fingers, clang!A clear sound of dragon chant echoed in the distance, his eyes lit up and he praised: "A good sword, it really is a supreme weapon that kills immortals and gods..."

Liu Qiankun didn't care about Wuji's words at all, and thought to himself: "Naturally it's a good sword, do you still need to praise it?"Immortals killed a few, gods...

laugh!

There was a bone-cracking sound that made teeth sour, and the smile on Wuji's face froze instantly. He had already pierced the Qingming Sword into his lower abdomen, and streams of bright red blood flowed out along the spine of the sword. The rosy cheeks also turned pale.

tick...

Beads of blood rustled down the hilt of the sword, soaked into the soil, and the thick blood pooled into a deep red puddle under his body.Liu Qiankun was completely stunned. He didn't expect Wuji to perform such a show suddenly. The sharpness of the Qingming sword pierced through the dantian, and even the soul baby was pierced through. Floating away, there is no possibility of rebuilding.

Liu Qiankun rushed forward with a stride, took out a milky white supernatural pill, brought it to Wuji's lips and said in a low voice: "Take this pill, you will not die."

Wuji smiled miserably and pushed away the big hand holding the elixir of life, and said in a trembling voice: "This is the fate, no self, no form and no self, no self and no other, I am the disabled..." He buckled down and clasped the hilt of the sword firmly and dragged it out, only to hear a scoff, the bright red intestines flowed all over the ground, and the person collapsed.

"No thought, no self, no self, no other..." Liu Qiankun finally understood the reason why Wuji self-harmed, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Zhiren Wuji who was lying in a pool of blood with a bewildered expression.

The blood is still warm, the vitality is cut off, and the Zhiren Wuji who has been cultivating for thousands of years has finally passed away, but the relieved smile on the corner of his mouth before he died is something Liu Qiankun will never forget.

Snapped!

The blood-stained elixir fell to the ground, and after rolling around twice, it stopped in the dark red pool of blood.Liu Qiankun watched all this quietly, but Wuji's dying smile appeared in his mind from time to time, relieved... helpless...