The strong from the wild

On the left is the bright red magic way, and on the right is the light of Buddha.

How to choose Ximen Chuuxue?

These two roads, two kinds of brilliance, also shone with seductive luster, and also released a melodious sound that seduces people's mind, trying to pull Ximen Chuuxue into it, and step on it.

Because of this, Ximen Chuuxue was able to have both ways of brilliance, unlike when he entered the "Gate of the Great Dao", he just collapsed in with one foot, completely involuntarily, and he couldn't help himself to decide.Now that the two kinds of light are intertwined, Ximen Chuuxue has a choice.

At this time, Ximen Chuuxue seemed to be able to control her own steps, as if she was no longer a wooden figure and could only be manipulated by others.

As a peerless swordsman, how could Ximen Chuuxue endure this involuntary situation?

To the left, to the right, he doesn't choose.

Staying alone in the middle, not moving a step.

The way Ximen Chuuxue wants is the way of swordsmanship, not the way of magic on the left, and definitely not the way of Buddhism on the right.

Boom!

At this moment, a bolt of thunder rushed over, and struck Ximen Chuuxue's head.

As if enlightened, Ximen Chuuxue came to his senses in an instant. When he looked up, he saw a thunderous, murderous blade hanging not far away.

Such a sword gave Ximen Chuuxue a feeling of being lost. He seemed to understand that the sword had infinite murderous potential, and if he indulged in it, there was absolutely no way out.

However, facing such a scene where the sword edge was hovering, Ximen Chuuxue flew towards where the sword light was without hesitation.

"I am a monk in the sword, even if I want to die, I will die by the sword."

Ximen Chuuxue shouted in his heart, and forcibly flew to where Jian Guang was.

Boom!

Hearing a thunderclap, Ximen Chuuxue had already collided with Jianfeng.

But in the next moment, the surrounding scenery was completely different from the surroundings, and he returned to the place where the Promise Demonic Dao was before.

Here, the ground has been razed to the ground, and the tomb of the Great Demon King Bo Xun is raised on the ground, while other places are as open as a stone, forming a plain with a radius of more than a hundred miles.

"This sword! This thunder!"

Ximen Chuuxue felt an irresistible sense of oppression above his head, raised his head immediately, looked intently, and found a sword edge hovering above his head.

There is also thunder on the sword.

The source of all thunder.

"Disciple pays respects to Master!"

Without hesitation, Ximen Chuuxue bowed his head towards Jianfeng.

In the sword, a ray of light appeared.

Liu Yi's figure appeared from the sword light.

Ximen Chuuxue looked up, and saw the master in the picture, sitting in the empty dojo, surrounded by auspicious clouds and surging sword energy.

"Just now you were drawn into the illusion by Bo Xun. The magic way on the left and the Buddhist gate on the right are all within your one thought. If your mind is unstable and you stray into the two gates, your spiritual wisdom will be wiped out, and your soul will flow in time Among the plants, trees, birds, animals, reincarnation is endless. This thought of reincarnation can be regarded as a catastrophe in your life, and now that you have passed this catastrophe, it is a great fortune!"

Liu Yi in the sword smiled and nodded towards Ximen Chuixue, and then the screen disappeared, and the sword light also exploded.

Boom!

The sword shattered into thunder, white and flawless.

The source of all thunder.

This kind of thunder light crashed down, covering Ximen Chuuxue's body and enveloping Ximen Chuuxue in the thunder.

This is derived from Master Xueyu's Thunder Dao supernatural power, which is unparalleled in the world. Except for Liu Yi's End of Ten Thousand Thunders, there is no thunder method in the world that can compare with this Thunder Dao spell.However, after all, this thunderbolt is the secret method of Master Xueyu, not Liu Yi's own creation, so Liu Yi did not pass this thunder method to his disciples.This master of the way of swordsmanship has nine disciples under his sect, but none of them has learned the source of ten thousand thunders.

Another ray of thunder flew out from Ximen Chuuxue and landed on top of Meng Chengshen's head.

Meng Chengshen could only feel the warm tide washing in his body, and he was rapidly treating his injuries.

Just when Meng Chengshen was feeling astonished, a voice came from the thunder and fell into Meng Chengshen's ears: "When we parted, Fellow Daoist Meng and I haven't seen each other for many years. I'm already in my dojo. Food and wine have been laid out, if Fellow Daoist Meng is willing to come here, I will welcome you..."

A few words, only made Meng Chengshen's eyes filled with tears.

He clearly knew that the current Liu Yi was already a Taoist monarch, known as the ninth master among the Xuanhuang of the universe, and no one could beat him except for the great Taoist ancestor and the six great leaders.

"I think back then, in the Hengshan boundary, after we became enemies, a group of cronies and friends I knew were afraid of the enemy's prestige, so they abandoned me one by one, drawing a line with me, Meng Chengshen, and some even wanted to please my Enemies, they chased and killed me in groups. The so-called warmth and coldness of human beings is nothing more than this! Fellow Daoist Liu has cultivated to a level that is rarely seen in the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one master in the world today, but Fellow Daoist Liu still remembers, The friendship with me, Meng Chengshen. In this life, Meng Chengshen, if I can make a friend like Liu Daoyou, it will not waste my time in the world!"

Meng Chengshen suddenly became emotional, and he stayed by Ximen Chuuxue's side for a whole day.

The next day, when Ximen Chuuxue opened his eyes, Meng Chengshen said, "Let's go! Let's go find your master."

At this moment, Meng Chengshen's self-confidence in playing Fengchen suddenly returned.

It seems that it was because Liu Yi recognized him, because Liu Yi still regarded him as a Taoist friend, which made Meng Chengshen feel that he deserved to enjoy the treatment of a senior in front of Ximen Chuuxue. If he met other monks in the future, it would be natural for him to be Meng Chengshen He will also be superior to others. If you don't make a fuss, wouldn't this relationship of cause and effect be buried?

It's a pity that Ximen Chuuxue didn't change much of his attitude towards him. He still just bowed to Meng Chengshen out of courtesy, but the words in his mouth were still indifferent, "This matter is not urgent, senior still has a chance, it hasn't ended yet..."

Meng Chengshen looked surprised.

He originally thought that Ximen Chuuxue should take him back when Liu Yi said that he had prepared delicious food and wine, and that Ximen Chuuxue should take him back, but he didn't expect Ximen Chuuxue to be a hard stone, so he completely ignored it. Sophisticated.

brush!

Ximen Chuuxue waved his arm and grabbed the air.

A small sword came from beyond the clouds and fell into the hands of Ximen Chuuxue.

This is the messenger flying sword of Sanxiao Tianzun.

After Ximen Chuuxue got the flying sword, he searched for the information in the sword for a moment, and then cast a wonderful method, put away the Shura sword that fell on the ground, rolled up the sword light, and led Meng Chengshen, to part with Sanxiao Tianzun place, flew away.

The brook murmured.

The water is still flowing.

Sanxiao Tianzun was waiting outside the gate of the courtyard, and when he saw Ximen Chuuxue galloping towards Meng Chengshen, he bowed his hands and called him senior brother.

The third sister, Qiong Xiao, was playful, and pulled Ximen Chuuxue's sleeve, "Senior brother Ximen, you are so courageous, you actually ran to fight the Taoist-level Great Demon King Bo Xun single-handedly with the cultivation of Tianzun. Hmph Hmph! If Master hadn't left behind a beam of lightning, the source of all thunder, in your body, protecting you at the most critical moment, you might be dying now."

Ximen Chuuxue remained silent.

He naturally knew that if Liu Yi hadn't secretly left a thunderbolt on them when they went down the mountain, he might have died during the previous battle against Bo Xun.

However, Ximen Chuuxue was a little curious as to why Sanxiao knew this matter so clearly.

Before he could ask, Qiong Xiao had already said: "While you were fighting, suddenly a master's sword light descended from the sky, showing the scene of the battle..."

That's it!

Ximen Chuuxue looked up at the depths of the sky, and seemed to be able to see Liu Yi's dojo in the depths of the infinitely distant starry sky at a glance. The time for a great religion is not far away. I don’t know what kind of sect Master wants to establish, and how it is different from Buddhism, Confucianism, and the great religion of the Sanqing leader.”

"Humph!"

Seeing that Ximen Chuuxue refused to speak, Qiong Xiao stomped her feet angrily and cursed, "Stuffy gourd, it's boring."

Immediately, she walked up to Meng Chengshen again, and said, "Senior, Zhou Fengyun didn't take away your chance. Now that senior brother Ximen is going back to the master's gate, you can take the stone tablet from Jiuqu Huanghe Town , also taken away."

"This……"

Meng Chengshen was a little dumb, and said: "I tried many times before, but I couldn't move that big stele. The big stele doesn't look big, but it's actually as heavy as a mountain. I only have the cultivation base of Taiyi Jinxian, how can I move it?" Can you move it?"

"It doesn't matter."

A wisp of white cloud spewed out from Yunxiao, rushed open the door of Meng Chengshen's thatched cottage, and let the cloud wrap around the Jiuqu Yellow River Town Monument. "I will help you with this group of clouds, and you will be able to move naturally. After the senior has gone to my master's school, please tell the master that we three sisters have not yet found our chance to use the sword. Only after finding the opportunity can we return to the mountain.”

"good!"

Ximen Chuuxue only said one word, then rolled up Meng Chengshen and flew into the air.

The cloud on the ground, wrapped in the monument of Jiuqu Huanghe Town, fell on Meng Chengshen.

Ouch!

Meng Chengshen's back hurt, and he felt a heavy force of a mountain pressing down on him, which was extremely uncomfortable.His first feeling was to throw away the stele to relieve the pain, but he had a treasure in his body, as long as he was not a fool, he would not abandon it, and Meng Chengshen naturally would not.Today, he has finally come to his senses, what is pain and happiness...

The two left, and only Sanxiao remained on the ground.

There is also a large courtyard and a thatched hut, which look a little lonely.

"Big sister, third sister."

Bi Xiao looked at this lonely world, and said suddenly, "Ximen Chuuxue's chance is in the Wuji Demonic Dao. After obtaining the Shura Sword, he can already return to the mountain and return to his life. Where is our chance?"

At this moment, a fiery red cloud rose from the eastern sky.

There is an extremely huge peacock, holding up this piece of cloud light, and flying towards the distant sky.

Yun Xiao counted with his fingers, his expression suddenly changed, he pointed to the cloud light that was rapidly going away, and pinched out a formula with his left hand, calculated repeatedly, and suddenly said: "The time has come!"