The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 132 Love is always feeling indebted and always feeling distressed
When the sky returned to normal, a young Taoist priest wearing a torn and bloodstained robe among the rocks murmured with a pale face:

"I melted all my life's learning into one sword, and then I aligned myself with the Way of Heaven, gained the power of heaven and earth, and burned up the essence of my flesh and blood, three souls and seven spirits, to strike out the most supreme sword."

"Well, the will to survive in this world is indeed very strong, but unfortunately I am still better than you."

At this moment, a golden light painted the sky golden. At the same time as the sound of thunder was heard, the earth began to tremble, as if some terrifying existence was reviving.

In a moment, a surging heat wave rose up in the area of ​​a thousand miles with Xi Mingzhang as the center, and the soul-stirring sound of dragon's roar could be heard faintly.

As the dragon's roar became louder and louder, the clouds in the sky shook continuously, and as golden light flashed, a huge fire dragon appeared, standing tall and majestically.

With its roar, the thousand-mile land where Xi Mingzhang was located instantly melted into magma, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a terrifying sea of ​​​​lava.

"Mysterious Fire Mirror, Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Formation."

Xi Mingzhang was suspended above the magma. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at a beautiful figure in the depths of the fire dragon's eyes. He saw that she was holding a strange-looking magic weapon with an ancient flame totem carved on it.

"Junior Brother Xi, I know I am no match for you, so I have no choice but to use this murderous formation to die together with you." Lu Xueqi's cold voice fell.

"Your feelings are so passionate. Are you planning to have a love affair where we can be together even if we cannot live together but be buried together after death?" Xi Mingzhang asked with a smile.

"At this time, you are still joking. Is the so-called love so insignificant in your heart?"

"If you can kill me, I will give you an answer."

When Lu Xueqi heard this, the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon let out a deafening roar. With a "boom", the earth shook and the sky began to tremble. Not only did pillars of lava emerge from the thousand-mile lava sea, they also quickly attacked Xi Mingzhang.

The Eight Desolate Fire Dragon, which exuded the aura of destroying everything in the world, rushed down while spewing out overwhelming red flames.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Hundred Thousand Mountains completely turned into a sea of ​​​​lava, and the sky began to rain torrential rain of fire, which lasted for ten days and ten nights.

This day.

Deep in the sea of ​​​​lava, a three-foot-tall strange fire crow was floating in the karst. With a flash of light, it turned into a young man in a fiery red robe.

"Junior Brother Xi, you are really lucky. Even the most ferocious beast that is said to be able to destroy everything in the world could not kill you completely." A faint figure appeared in front of the young man.

"You are about to die by sacrificing yourself to the Eight Evil Mysterious Fire Formation." Xi Mingzhang said calmly.

"Yes, even if everything is burned, I still can't kill you." Lu Xueqi sighed softly.

"Haha, if you didn't use the power of fire, I'm afraid I would really die together with you." A smile appeared on Xi Mingzhang's face.

"I have also figured it out in the past few days. It turns out that what you are best at is not illusion, swordsmanship, thunder magic, or ghost magic." Lu Xueqi changed the subject and said quietly:

"Can you give me an answer, since I am about to die?"

Xi Mingzhang was silent for a while, then asked:

"What do you think is the highest level of love?"

Without waiting for Lu Xueqi to react, he continued:
"It's heartache. Love is always indebted and always heartbreaking. The person who could make me feel this way is already dead." "No wonder, it seems that I fell in love with a dead person. No wonder I ended up like this."

"Senior Sister Lu, I can sense that after Zhang Xiaofan's death, the favor from the heavens on you has become stronger. It is obvious that the heavens of this world have placed their last hope on you. If you still want to use the so-called love to deal with me, I am afraid it is a bit of a foolish dream."

"You want to move me with love, and then kill yourself to make me feel guilty, so that I can use my remaining soul to curse you." Xi Mingzhang said helplessly:

"Everyone says I'm obsessed, and I think you're the same."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crystal clear lightsaber pierced into the center of Lu Xueqi's eyebrows.

Time flies, and the years are merciless. Four hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. Today, the so-called sword immortals have long become legends, and martial arts that can generate internal energy have become extinct.

The dynasty has become history, and now the Central Plains has become a modern world.

A handsome young Taoist priest came to the foot of the mountain and saw a long queue of people. At the end of the queue was the pavilion where people could buy tickets to climb the mountain.

Xi Mingzhang laughed and climbed up the mountain ten feet at a time, as if no one was around. He strolled to the Tongtian Peak Square and saw that all the buildings were the same as they were before, except that there were a few more tourists besides Taoist Qingyun.

The edge of the square.

Xi Mingzhang looked at a cenotaph quietly, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, a tour guide came with a group of tourists.

"This cenotaph belongs to the nineteenth generation disciple of Qingyun Sect, the youngest disciple of the eighteenth head of Qingyun Sect. It is said that he was lonely since childhood, entered the sect at the age of nine, practiced Taoism for five years, and made a great success in the seven sects martial arts competition of Qingyun Sect for sixty years."

"Isn't the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition held every three years?" someone suddenly interrupted.

"More than four hundred years ago, the Qingyun Sect passed down seven sects based on the seven peaks. At that time, the seven sects held martial arts competitions every sixty years. After that, the seven sects united as one, and the sect's competition was held every three years. In order to commemorate the previous martial arts competition, the current Qingyun Competition is still called the Seven Sects Martial Arts Competition."

The reason why Qingyun Sect has been so popular for hundreds of years is because there are many legends circulating in the Central Plains.

Thousands of years ago, there were not only legends of sword immortals who could fly in and out of the blue sky and fly thousands of miles with swords, but a hundred years ago, masters of internal energy emerged one after another, making great contributions to the founding of the Central Plains today. Now, there are Qingyun Dojos everywhere, which carry forward the internal martial arts.

"Let's get back to the point. This Qingyun senior had amazing talent. He was only fifteen years old, but he was already the number one swordsman under the head of Qingyun at the time. In the Seven Sects Martial Competition, he first killed the leader of a peak that colluded with the Demon Sect, and then easily won the championship."

"Rumor has it that he destroyed the Demon Cult single-handedly, and in the end, he perished together with his enemies in a world-destroying crisis. He was only 24 years old before his ascension, and only a piece of yellow clothing remained."

"Since he loved looking at the sea of ​​clouds at Tongtian Peak since he was a child, Qingyun Sect built a cenotaph at this place."

When the tour guide said this, he saw that many people didn't take it seriously and regarded it as a fairy tale. In particular, many female tourists focused their attention on the beautiful sea of ​​clouds in the distance. So he coughed lightly and a bright smile appeared on his face:
"According to the records of Qingyun Sect, this Qingyun ancestor has profound Taoist skills, so he remains eternally young and always looks like a teenager of fifteen or sixteen. The most important thing is..."

Immediately, his words attracted the attention of most people.

"It is said that this young man who likes to wear yellow Taoist robes is very handsome. Qingyun Sect has specially recorded his appearance. The original text says that he is as straight as an orchid and a jade tree, and his smile is like the bright moon in one's arms. He is a unique and beautiful man with a unique appearance in the world."

After the tour guide finished speaking, someone started to speak blankly:
"Guide Li, look over there, is that the heavenly figure you mentioned?"

(End of this chapter)