The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

The sword energy became more and more surging, and Feng Moyao's body was gradually enveloped by a layer of golden light, which turned out to be layers of sword energy that almost became reality!

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, it was not an earth sword, but a heavenly sword... When the heavenly sword is activated, the whole body's true energy must be ignited in an instant.

At this moment, Feng Moyao's sword technique was completed, and the sword thrust was like a dazzling white light, piercing the sky and heading towards Xiao Chen.

This sword was irresistible. The power of the Three Talents Sword was clear to Xiao Chen. At this time, Xuan Gong was silently moving, and several layers of barrier shields immediately formed in front of him. However, when Feng Moyao stabbed with his sword, The barrier shield actually shattered layer by layer, and the sword finally stabbed his chest.

Xiao Chen raised his palms and activated his Xuan Gong again. He was about to resist the sword. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, his face turned pale, and a muffled groan came from his throat. At this moment, Feng Moyao made this move. The sword had already struck. The Heavenly Sword was so powerful that Xiao Chen had no precautions. He was shocked by the sword energy and his whole body fell down immediately.

But the sword still didn't stop. Even Feng Moyao himself couldn't take back the sword. Xiao Chen was falling layer by layer, looking at the sword energy getting closer and closer. At this moment, it felt like he had returned to the past. Generally, surrounded by the endless cold.

Another... parting?

“Three thousand joys and sorrows are none other than separation and hatred; none among the four hundred and four illnesses are suffering from lovesickness.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen rolled up his sleeves, and a mysterious palm force surged out from his sleeves. It defeated the unrivaled Heavenly Sword sword energy layer by layer. In the end, Feng Moyao and Feng Moyao were also shocked by the palm force and drew a mouthful of blood. It surged out and flew backwards.

This palm is called "Thirty-Three Levels of Lifting Hatred Palm". It is a set of palm techniques that Xiao Chen has figured out by himself in the past ten years. This palm technique is extremely powerful, but it is very different from ordinary cultivation methods. To activate this palm technique, When using the palm, you must have the pain of separation and hatred in your heart in order to maximize the power of this palm. It is similar to the ruthless ruthlessness of Qiu Shui.

Xiao Chen was hit by Feng Moyao's Heavenly Sword just now, and he thought he would fall, but Weiyang was still waiting for him to go back in Wuyutian, but he couldn't go back, and the hatred in his heart was endless, and this palm naturally Extremely powerful.

"There is no mysterious method in the world that can break this sword. I never thought that my little friend's own palm technique could break this sword..."

Feng Mo fell back to the edge of the cliff, blood slowly flowing out of his mouth. At this moment, there was still a look of shock in his eyes. There is no way to break his three talents sword, especially the Heavenly Sword, but when he activates the Heavenly Sword, he must have something in his heart. A kind of determination, this kind of determination is to cut off all ties, which is exactly the opposite of Xiao Chen's thirty-three layers of Lihen Palm, so Lihen Palm can just break this sword.

"May I ask, little friend, what is the name of this palm?" Feng Moyao looked at him and asked softly, as if there were many more wrinkles on his face.

"Lihen..."

Xiao Chen fell back on the cliff and slowly said these two words.

"Lihen... no wonder, no wonder."

At this moment, Feng Moyao seemed to understand something and kept nodding, "No wonder you can defeat my swordsmanship. Thirty-three days, Lihentian is the highest... You are so determined. It seems that the old man is serious this time." I can’t stop you anymore.”

"If it weren't for the senior's reservations, how could the junior defeat the sword in the senior's hand..."

At this moment, Xiao Chen's tone was calm. Although he had just broken the opponent's Heavenly Sword, he knew very well in his heart that the senior in front of him had a mysterious skill that was unpredictable. Once it is used, the outcome is still uncertain.

Feng Moyao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "My dear friend, I am afraid that it is difficult for anyone in the world to crack this Lihen Palm, unless it is someone who has the same state of mind as my dear friend..."

When he said this, his eyes seemed to be a little different, but Xiao Chen remained silent. At this moment, he only thought of one person, and there was probably only one person who had a very similar experience to him.

…

After Tiantai Mountain experienced the catastrophe ten years ago, it has finally regained its vitality. The ruined buildings have been rebuilt. The collapsed valley has also gradually recovered under the great magical powers of some Xuanmen seniors. The ancient demon-slaying formation has been restored. Stable, the power of the earth veins under the mountain has also been stabilized.

Although Tianmen's vitality was severely damaged ten years ago, its strength still cannot be ignored. Tianmen's power was originally distributed everywhere, and those people outside have come back one after another over the years. Now, In charge of the Tianmen, in addition to Master Yushan and the elders of the Eighth Palace, there are also several elders from Taixuan who came back from outside. Their cultivation is not as good as that of the three masters of the past, and they are all unpredictable.

At this moment, in a dark secret hall, the only bright spot on the hall was a stone platform, and on the stone platform, there was a person sitting cross-legged, but the man's eyes were lightly closed, and his face was old and white. With his hair disheveled, it was none other than the former Master Feng Yin. At this time, he no longer had the aura of a Taoist immortal like before.

And in front of the stone platform, if you look closely, there is a barrier blocking it. At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall. The only people who come to this place are the real people of Yushan.

"Junior brother, you are here again..."

Master Feng Yin still had his eyes closed. A beam of light from the top of the secret palace shone on him, making him look much older than ten years ago.

"Senior brother, I have gained enlightenment here over the years, and I am doing fine now."

Compared with ten years ago, Master Yushan has not changed much, but there seems to be a trace of vicissitudes between his eyebrows. The three of them used to have a deep affection, but now he is the only one who is safe.

That time ten years ago, not to mention that Master Feng Yin was seriously injured, and the last blood finger damaged half of his lifespan, but these are secondary. The most important thing is that Master Feng Yin's One time, he had an obsession and created inner demons. Later, he had to be temporarily dismissed from his position as a real person. He stayed here to meditate on enlightenment until the inner demons were completely eliminated before he could leave.

"It's been the same day for ten years, how can it be good or bad..."

Finally, Master Feng Yin slowly opened his eyes. Although his eyes were old, they were as clear as a mirror. Even though he was no longer the Third Master of Tianmen, his aura was still extraordinary.

Seeing his appearance at this time, Master Yushan was very pleased. He must have been able to give up his obsession and get rid of his inner demons in the past ten years. He thought that he would be able to leave soon.

"Congratulations, senior brother."

The joy was beyond words at this moment, but there was no change in the face of Master Feng Yin. He only said, "What's so gratifying... That time ten years ago, if Brother Yu hadn't been obsessed with it, it wouldn't have led to this, alas..."

With a sigh full of regret, Master Yushan slowly lowered his head and said, "Over the years, Tianmen has gradually restored its previous order. Senior brother no longer has to worry about what happened ten years ago."

"well……"

With another sad sigh, Master Feng Yin said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. You tell me about the things outside in the past ten years."