Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

After the Divine Phoenix Na Cansang took the lead in breaking through the realm, soon there was another closed-door disciple from a certain elder of the Wuwei Sect, or a certain outstanding brother from the Yuanhai Sect, and then another one from the Baihua Valley to support a medical practitioner...
More and more people in the south have successfully broken through the realm, and they are living in this world - Tathagata.

But he also exploded when he had no chance to break through the realm, and before he died, he was still muttering some terrible conspiracies and tricks like the one that destroyed the Yemo Sword Sect.
There is no place to explore what people are talking about.
We sighed at Wujie's "determination", but we knew that things might not be that simple.

And after knowing what despicable things the sect did to the mortal world in the past, everyone can die safely.

Therefore, everything has returned to the original point. The cultivators are in a delicate balance of "nothing is wrong" on the surface but "everywhere is in danger". Everyone knows that the cultivators can no longer withstand even a little rain or thunder.

One day, a very wise man summarized the situation and proposed the simplest and most crude theory: Now that the divine phoenix has been born and the real dragon has left, is there anyone who can consider transforming into a real dragon as soon as possible to revive the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree?
Come south.

No matter what nightmare conspiracy it is, as long as the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree is revived, all the problems can be easily solved.

……

Originally, I thought I could wait for a while before I could get out of the realm, wait for the "Meteoric Dragon Secret Realm" to open, wait for the Divine Phoenix to take out the secret treasure, wait for the marrow to be cleansed, and wait for the support to come naturally.

But there is a chance that the great day will come to the south to preach and break our balance.
In desperation, Nandi’s first choice is to see you in the south.

Even if it's just to help you, it may make everyone excited at first, but it will eventually lead to the infinite expansion of greed among everyone in the world.

"Just let him support the evil to the end." The butcher master said, "Your father is indeed only suitable for going high up, but the earth is useless when it comes to controlling the earth's core, and the sword is too real."

Nan Funi: "..."

"Ah." The man sighed with his eyebrows drooping, "I was helping a good man, but why did he just open his mouth?"

Nan Funi: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, the world will be bigger."

……

On the second day, "Three Realms Gossip" was all over the news: there was a promise to hold a banquet for Ji'an, and he would pay a price and choose a day to complete the transformation into a dragon.

……

"The Gossip Girl in the Three Realms" suspected that he had not woken up yet, and hoped that if he could lie down again and close his eyes now, and then open them again, this absurd nightmare would end.

Breakfast to choose.

The copy of "Three Realms Gossip" fell into the hands of the big pig killer Nan, who quickly browsed through it.

In fact, when Jie made a perfunctory smile, his big eyes would inexplicably be intimidating. Jie looked over, and the voice sounded unusual: "You want to go?"

Nan helped you sit next to Jie, expressionless: "Where are you going? Breakfast? Let's go."

The man ignored her words and said, "It's meaningless for you to go with Wu. How can you bear the thunder tribulation of the Jindan stage? What's more, what is your relationship with Dayou Kechu Zun? What's the difference between you and any old man in the world? You haven't officially formed a contract yet, nor have you practiced together——"

"Do you want to combine dual cultivation?"

Nan Fu's eyes widened. Haven't you ever heard of this link?!
Hey. The butcher rubbed his forehead with a headache, "I said this to make you give up, to make you take off your pants now."

"..."

The way they speak is still as unpleasant as ever.

Nan Fu, you are in a complicated situation right now, and you don't know how to deal with the time. Yan Ji'an never came to see you, and he didn't even discuss this decision with you...
But we are just like those who came to the banquet and did something wrong.
I was too lazy to listen to the big pig-killing Nan's suggestion again, "Just let the world find an old man in the Yuanying period to go with you." Nan helped you go out and missed breakfast, but did not miss Jianya Academy today.

Live and learn, and stand your ground until the end.

From the Qingjian, you can jump to the Tathagata, and unexpectedly find that there are many people standing in the empty space outside the Jianya Academy...
At this moment, everyone is facing the inner disciples of the Sword Sect looking at you.

——Nanfu, you have been preparing to form a pact with Zun Youkechu for many years, it's been so long that we almost forgot - when the eldest sister of Youjian Sect first got this order, the most important condition was: to help Zun Youkechu overcome the tribulation and become a real dragon with scales.

Now, everyone looked at you in unison, with only one question clearly written on your face: Everyone, who are you and Lu Sang, the big sister, ready for?

There are three places in the Sword Sect that can be supported by the Venerable Sword Sect. The remaining two people came to the South to store food for their father.

Nan Fu is in the middle stage of Jindan (early stage of Jindan for external use), and Lu Sang is in the middle stage of foundation building. The two realms are used to deal with the True Dragon Scaled Thunder Tribulation in the Huachu period. Mo Sishao Lei Luofu is ready to strike Ji Ru...

Nan Fu you doubt yourself Fu Rudu all get up one by one.

Lu Sang has the divine phoenix spirit bone in his body, so maybe he can endure a few more times, but if the big "maybe" doesn't exist, the big thunder will strike to the south and he will be screaming to death many times.

"Sister Shen, don't worry, I can..."

The little girl from the Sword Sect, Hong Wuyan, stopped Nan Fu and looked down, only to see that her little girl was shaking like a dragon's claws and like a little white rabbit...
Nan Fu Ni was a little speechless.
In my memory, our little girl seemed to be always straight, with well-developed tear glands, eyes always red, speaking in a soft voice, and as weak as a dodder that can cling to other places.

But no matter whether it is the Big Sun Mine or the Real Dragon Scale Plating, it is the last minute support, and the Earth Family will really help if something happens.

Sometimes you think your child is a little bit stubborn, but it seems that he is easily forced by the world to be kidnapped by a certain sect...
When we talk about the arrival of Shenfeng, we must recognize him and take on the responsibility of saving the world without hesitation.
From beginning to end, he never even refuted Fu's words, "It's none of my business."

This kind of thing is so right, Nan will help you to do it.

Lu Sang's life span in the first half of his life was not very long, but with the help of Jian Zong's elder sister Zi who was over a hundred years old and had taken advantage of the "Yan Ji'an clan members" for many years, naturally nothing happened to him, which allowed Lu Sang to receive a lot of special care and attention from the clan leader, Shen Feng, when he arrived.

But no one would sacrifice his life for it.

Raise your hands and pat them - pat them all too thin. You are so annoying. The little girl said, "I came to work for you. What can you do?"

After saying that, the little sister who was standing there in a daze left, and the elder sister of the Sword Sect walked past them with her chest puffed out and her head held high, then walked into the academy, and then sat down at the front seat, calmly talking to the disciples and sisters in the academy who were looking at them eagerly.

"If anyone looks at Wuwo with pity again, I will dig Jienan's eyeballs out of his sockets."

All of a sudden the surroundings fell into deathly silence, and beside you was the eldest brother of the Sword Sect, Wuyou Wuyu Nanmu, helping you to gain a brief peace.

He lowered his head and began to search for something.

Wu You asked what he was looking for.

"Manuscript paper."
Nanfu almost put half of your body into the desk.
"I use it to scribble on Lu Fei."
I also wrote in it - the diary of my practice of seeing Jian Rinan forever.
"I tore up the suicide note written by Fu Zhang."
By the way, destroy the nonsense that you once said to the south.

The elder sister of the Sword Sect can die, but since she has to die so tragically, she hopes to carry out her plan to the end, and she will be burned to ashes. If she is found, she can go to the morning class to slack off, and by the way, she will go to the draft paper to collapse and pray for help. She will be crawling all over the ground in a twisted and dark way.

But before I could find a big stack of manuscript paper, I stuffed it deep into the table.

"Did you see—?" A tall lady from the Sword Sect came out from the table, her hair a little messy, her fair face dyed a pretty pink, and tilted her head to ask Wuyou, "If someone else comes and steals—, I might kill you—"

"Chu Zun has been here."

"..."

"Kie takes it away—."

"..."

……

There is the Sword Sect and there is Qing Ya.

There is a respected person standing with his hands on the ground, not wearing the ordinary light blue robe of the sect. There is a cold wind blowing at the edge of the cliff, blowing up thousands of layers of fallen leaves, with the dead leaves falling on the ground and flying up in his hair, which can be regarded as a good picture.

If a great person who has cultivated beyond the realm breaks through, he will need to endure the thunder tribulation. The people in the realm will choose to start looking through the almanac months or even years in advance to maintain the treasures they carry with them...
We are here to help Funan with its major events, and we need a sword, the right place and the right support.

However, Yan Ji'an just held on to the ground.

A complete support.

The broken sword of Nanlaijie's natal sword was floating in the air beside him, and the sword tassel was hanging on the sword bell, making tinkling sounds. On the stone table beside him, a draft book was spread out and flipping rapidly in the cold wind, making a rustling sound. When the wind stopped suddenly, the large pages suddenly stopped, and the monk girl's sword was like a punishment thunder, and her expression turned into an "X_X" look.
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Yan Ji'an looked straight ahead, his dark eyes showing no emotional fluctuations, like a clear spring or dark stagnant water. The world looked like a cliff shrouded in fog, like a dried-up pure pond. I wonder if those treasures you threw away will come back. Their spiritual veins must have been damaged, and they must have felt very wronged...

Curling your lips for no reason.

Yan Jian raised his hand.

Originally, the sword energy was still good today, bringing a little warmth with the thick layer of late autumn in Nanyang, but it disappeared in an instant... The sword sky was like someone knocked over an inkstone, and the light blue ink was stained, and the gloom quickly spread to the sky.

Yang, you disappear—.

It's like Mo Nanwu has a sword blocking the sun, and it's obvious that it can only be covered by the Sword Sect, but it seems as if the sword is blocking the sun again, giving a sense of oppression.

In a moment, accompanied by the sound of the broken sword, the wind was howling, and the crowns of the vegetation around the Qingyou Cliff rustled. The strong wind blew through the treetops, making a shrill sound, like a demon beast wailing miserably in the valley.

The sky was dark and gloomy as night until lightning flashed behind the sky. A few moments later, a deafening "boom" sounded through the sky, and the earth trembled.

The lightning is as loud as thunder, Yan Ji'an is standing alone, as if he has not moved at all since just now, his light-colored robes are rustling in the wind until they are blown away by a gust of wind - a large stack of paintings is all around him - ink-colored graffiti on manuscript paper, scattered like flying sword leaves -

The eyes of a certain herring finally moved, and when you chased after it, a powerful black and white thunder fell from the edge of the sword, accompanied by a loud "crackling" sound, and the dead branches of the charred sand tree fell from the sword like a crackling sound, and the smell of burnt wood filled your nostrils.

There is a darling of the Sword Sect, Xuan Lei, who comes to the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree to take the blame for the world.

The Yusui Sword fell into the hands of a sword cultivator in the Huachu period. The snow-white sword body swept across the two-finger sword, and a monk rose into the air. A low voice of "open" was heard, and the golden you enveloped his whole body. The second monk took away the golden you.

His chest was vibrating, as if this force contained the punishment of the Ni Jian Xing Zong, and its force seemed to be able to penetrate and shatter his soul, stirring up his sea of ​​consciousness. Yan Ji'an lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his hand expressionlessly, but only wiped the broken sword carefully - the sword was already discolored due to its age, and was careful not to get it stained with Nan's blood.

……

We followed the crowd to the edge of the Qingya Cliff, and saw the curtain of support from the south.

(End of this chapter)