I have a role in the heavens

Between the green mountains and green waters, the master and his apprentice sang in harmony, warm and harmonious.

The towering city wall soared into the sky, the black bricks and stones were faintly tinged with dark red, and the city wall was covered with mottled traces, revealing the heaviness of time, and containing the spirit of ten thousand years of swordsmanship, which was extremely heavy, making people feel awe when they saw it from afar.

To the north of the city wall, there was a city that was not too prosperous. A series of secret and terrifying sword intentions rose into the air, covering the city wall to the south, and formed a confrontation with dozens of strong demonic auras in the wild world. Both sides were ready to move, as if they were waiting for a suitable opportunity.

On this day, the sky was clear and the wind was gentle. A young Taoist boy rode a young man from the inverted mountain in the south and entered the city. He seemed to be revisiting the old place. With a sigh on his face, he looked around and observed this world-famous pass built ten thousand years ago.

At the highest point of the Sword Qi Great Wall, two figures, one old and one young, sat cross-legged and opened their eyes at the same time. The sword light shone, the sword intent rushed into the sky, tearing apart the vast and heavy sea of ​​clouds above the nine heavens, and the golden eyes poured down and shone on the two of them, like a divine light covering them, sacred and solemn.

"Why is he here?"

The old face of the eldest sword fairy Chen Qing, which was full of wrinkles, showed a solemn look, frowned slightly, and said in a slightly surprised voice.

"He hasn't stepped out of the Lotus Cave Heaven for nearly ten thousand years!"

Zhou Jue's expression moved slightly when he heard the words, his eyes flickered, and he looked at the city in the north. A green air penetrated the sky and the earth, covering the entire city, ethereal and unworldly, light and elegant.

Years passed slowly, and time passed. The young Taoist boy seemed to be the biggest rule between heaven and earth. Even when the mighty river of time passed by him, it had to take a detour by itself and form a new tributary.

"Daozu, the undisputed number one powerhouse of the human race!"

Zhou Jue's expression changed slightly, and a strong fighting spirit emerged from the depths of his eyes. The sword energy around him faintly shone, tearing the void, affecting the mighty river of time, and another tributary appeared.

For ten thousand years, there have actually been several unknown watersheds in the mighty river of time, equivalent to ferry crossings.

There are only a handful of cultivators who have the strength to appear in these ancient ferry crossings.

Qi Jingchun had gone upstream twice in those days, relying on two time ferries. Once as a bystander, he witnessed the battle of "one continent sinking" where the Taoist officials of the world gathered in groups and jointly slew the foreign demons. The other time was two hundred years ago, in the dojo of the Lotus Small Cave Heaven, Qi Jingchun and Daozu had a unique conversation.

There are even fewer people who can make the long river of time form a new tributary. In the ancient heaven, there were only five supreme gods. In the battle of ascension to heaven, there were more than three founders of religions. In this era, only Zhou Jue has the ability to cut off the long river of time and form a new tributary.

The young Taoist boy can make the mighty long river of time detour, which shows that his cultivation has reached the fifteenth realm, and he is the founder of Taoism.

Ten thousand years ago, the human race was still in dire straits. The gods of heaven used the human race as puppet tools to harvest incense. Even the demons used the human race as food and hunted them at will. I don’t know when the first person who practiced Taoism began to appear in the world. He did not ascend to the heights alone, but acted on behalf of heaven and preached and answered questions for the whole world. As time passed, Daozu became one of the ten heroes in the world and the most capable existence in the world. Incense began to burn everywhere in the whole world. All living beings in the world no longer prayed for the protection of the gods. They all began to hold a common hope to overthrow the rule of heaven, so there was a battle to ascend to heaven.

Daozu was the absolute main force of ascending to heaven ten thousand years ago, and he was also the well-deserved first person of the human race ten thousand years later. Even the most holy teacher had to admit that he and Buddha were not opponents of Daozu when they were separated from the world.

Daozu was one of the three otakus in the world of Jianlai. The whole Qingming world was his dojo. His strength was so strong that he could be said to be the first under the sixteen realms. Among the three founders of the three religions, Daozu has the worst temper and is the best at fighting. This is the consensus of everyone, and no one has questioned it for ten thousand years.

However, even such a powerful Daozu has his own troubles and worries. Because of the Daoization of the world, he can only stay in the Lotus Cave Heaven for a long time, and rarely walks out of the cave. Today, I don’t know why he came to the Sword Qi Great Wall.

"You go, or should I go?"

The eldest sword fairy Chen Qingdu turned his head to look at Zhou Jue and asked.

Zhou Jue slowly got up, stretched his waist, looked at the city in the north, and said with a smile.

"I'll go!"

The eldest sword fairy Chen Qingdu nodded slightly. He was actually unwilling to see Daozu. In the internal fight ten thousand years ago, Daozu suppressed the first ancestor of the military strategist Jiang She and some sword cultivators. If it weren't for the guarantee of the Supreme Saint and the Saint of Etiquette, the sword cultivator lineage would be expelled from the world.

Zhou Jue did not use his magical powers, but walked down the city wall slowly, calmly and steadily, as if he did not care that the person who came was the Taoist Ancestor, the strongest person in the world.

In the city, the young Taoist priest sat on the back of a sturdy green ox, raised his head slightly and looked at the highest point of the city wall, feeling the vast and terrifying sword intent. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly.

"Interesting, he has already reached the combat power of the fifteenth realm before he ascended to heaven. No wonder he dared to boast and promised the Supreme Saint to kill the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness."

"Is that man really so powerful?"

Suddenly a thick voice came out of Qing Niu's mouth, and with a look of disbelief in the huge bull's eyes, he asked the young Taoist boy on his back.

"Amazing! Very amazing! If he had been born ten thousand years earlier, maybe the sword cultivator lineage might have settled in heaven and become a new god!"

Daozu's evaluation was too high. Back then, he personally suppressed the rebellion of the first ancestor of the military strategist and the sword cultivator.

Qing Niu, who was under Daozu's seat, had a human expression on his face. He was stunned and shocked. He opened and closed his mouth several times, not knowing how to continue speaking.

The young Taoist boy reached out and patted the ferocious horns of the bull. He seemed to sense the dissatisfaction in Qing Niu's heart and said with a smile.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask him for advice when he comes. I think for my sake, he will be merciful and not kill you!"

Obviously, in Daozu's heart, if Qing Niu did not have him as a backer, the only outcome for provoking Zhou Jue would be death.

Although the Qingniu is the mount of the Taoist ancestor, it is also the Taoist friend of the Taoist ancestor. It has a very high status and strength and is regarded as an auspicious beast. Its auspicious attributes are second only to the Qilin, which is accompanied by the sage master. Its appearance is often accompanied by good luck and blessing. Wherever it passes, it can transform dirty air into clean air and is regarded as the source of luck.

Taikoo Qingniu is known as the old Taoist of the East China Sea. The Taoism of Qingming in the world is second only to Taoist ancestors. His Taoist name is Bixiao Cave Master. He is also the owner of Lotus Flower Blessed Land. He likes to collect treasures from the world. He is a veteran monk of the Fourteenth Realm. Hedao brings peace to the world. The more peaceful and peaceful the world is, the stronger he will be. Otherwise, his realm will be affected.

Therefore, in the battle to reach the sky ten thousand years ago, when all the great monks of the Fourteenth Realm were fighting on the front line, only the master of Bixiao Cave chose to avoid the battle. Afterwards, he followed the example of the old blind man and came out to encircle the territory, which made him angry. Daozu was surrendered by him and became a mount.

But don’t underestimate this Bixiao Cave Master because of this. He said that he is invincible when he comes out of the cave, and he will not forgive others when he has to be merciful. Dao Ancestor suffered a big loss. In the long ancient years, there were many great monks in the world who suffered at the hands of the Master of Bixiao Cave.

After the master of Bixiao Cave became the mount of Dao Ancestor, he followed Dao Ancestor to Qingming World. After the completion of Bai Yujing, the world ushered in a rare peaceful age. His strength has also been strengthened, especially with his contribution to the human race over the years. , the master of Bixiao Cave became seventy The controller of the Second Blessed Land, Lotus Root Blessed Land, which is connected to the Lotus Cave where Taozu lives. For thousands of years, he would go to Lotus Cave to ask Taozu questions whenever he had time. Although he repeatedly failed in battles, he never won. Although he has passed, his understanding of Taoism has become increasingly sophisticated.

"Then I want to try his swordsmanship. If I can't beat you, why can't I beat him?"

Obviously, the Master of Bixiao Cave is full of doubts about Zhou Jue's strength. As a veteran monk of the Fourteenth Realm, he has never paid attention to the younger monks who have been promoted to the Fourteenth Realm in recent years. What's more, Zhou Jue is not a weakling. Even if he is amazingly talented, his accumulation of knowledge should not be as good as his. How can he be as powerful as Daozu said.

At this moment, three people walked towards each other on the street. The one in front of them was a little girl in black. Her whole body was vaguely covered with water vapor, she had deep luck, there was a terrifying coercion in her body, and she had a bright smile on her face. With a smile on her face, she held a handful of melon seeds in her hand, cracking them while walking, feeling very uncomfortable.

To the right of the little girl in black, there is an old scholar who is full of shabby smell. He has a playful smile and looks disrespectful to the old man. He holds a wine gourd in his hand. He raises his head and takes a sip from time to time. The wine is clear and fragrant. The old scholar had a stooped figure and a curved back, as if his spine had been bent by the burden of the world. The wrinkles between his brows were furrowed, and there was a faint glistening white aura of awe-inspiringness. He was upright and unafraid of the injustice in the world.

Behind the two of them, there was an old man who was described as wretched. He had a fierce sword aura all over his body and a sharp edge between his eyebrows. He was the old deaf man who was one of the ten swordsmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. His eyes were almost always staring in front of him. The little girl in black exudes gentleness and doting.

Following her usual habit, the little girl in black first bought some good wine from the wine shop and prepared to deliver it to the city. When she saw the young Taoist boy and the ancient green bull mount in front of her, her big eyes lit up, and she got close to the two of them. in front of.

The old scholar paused in his steps, with a look of shock on his face. He hesitated for a moment, then bowed and saluted quickly, not daring to move rashly.

When the old deaf boy saw this, he was horrified. Who is the old scholar? The fourth person in the Confucian Temple, a Confucian literary sage. Although the statue was moved out of the Confucian Temple, he is after all a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm and the best in the world. He actually said this to this young man. The child performed this great gift and vaguely guessed the identity of the Taoist boy. He quickly bowed, clasped his fists, and paid homage.

Zhou Mili didn't notice anything strange about the two people behind him. He stood in front of the big green bull and looked up at the young Taoist boy. His eyes shone and he praised happily.

"Friend, your green bull is so majestic. I have never seen such a powerful green bull!"

Daozu's eyes moved slightly. He first glanced at the old scholar and deaf man behind the little girl in black. He nodded slightly and motioned for the two of them to stand up. Then his eyes fell on Zhou Mili, an innocent and innocent little girl. Very endearing, with a kind smile on his tender face, he reached out and patted the head of the green cow sitting under the seat, and said warmly.

"I am not boasting, there is no green bull in the world who is more majestic than my fellow Taoist!"

There is indeed nothing wrong with this. Among the ancient green bulls in the Fourteenth Realm, there is only one, the Master of Bixiao Cave. He can be called the ancestor of the green bulls in the world. He is more than capable of being described as powerful.

When Zhou Mili heard this, she showed admiration in her eyes and reached out to touch the tall and strong ancient blue bull.

The Bixiao Cave Master glared at the bull, and was a little angry. He wanted to retreat. The young Taoist boy couldn't help but pat the bull's back. A flash of green air fluttered and fixed it in place.

The chubby little girl in black stroked the huge blue bull's fur with gentle movements and cautiousness. She showed a very bright smile on her little face. She saw that the ancient blue bull had a frosty face and felt pity for it. She quickly took out a bag of Yunxi dried fish from her cotton bag and put it to the blue bull's mouth, saying coquettishly.

"Eat it quickly, this dried fish is my favorite, I'll give it to you!"

The Bixiao Cave Master looked down at the short little girl, with a small face, a pair of big eyes, and two sparse and small yellow eyebrows. She looked innocent everywhere.

The green ox opened its mouth, and with a flick of its tongue, it swallowed a bag of dried fish into its stomach at an extremely fast speed, causing the black-clothed girl to exclaim again.

"Wow, so amazing!"

Zhou Mili envied this kind of big mouth and big stomach the most. If she had this ability, she could eat all the delicious food in the world.

The young Taoist boy looked at this scene with a smile, patted the green ox's head, and said softly.

"My Taoist friend has no other skills, but he is lazy and not worth mentioning!"

Hearing this, the Lord of Bixiao Cave rolled his eyes, full of dissatisfaction, and opened his mouth to roar.

"Moo!"

The sound was loud and resounded throughout the city. The black-clothed girl covered her ears with both hands, and her tinnitus continued. She exclaimed.

"What a loud voice, it's amazing!"

The green ox was praised by the black-clothed girl again. For some reason, the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated, and his eyes became softer, and he had a better impression of Zhou Mili.

Zhou Mili heard that the young Taoist boy's accent didn't sound like someone from Haoran Tianxia, ​​so she frowned and asked with a thoughtful look.

"Friend, I don't know where you are from and what you are doing here?"

The young Taoist boy didn't hide anything and said to the black-clothed girl very frankly.

"I'm from Qingming Tianxia, ​​and I came to Jianqi Great Wall to find someone!"

"Looking for someone, who? Can you tell me?"

"I know everyone in Jianqi Great Wall, maybe I can help you find it!"

Zhou Mili had a warm heart, looking up at the young Taoist boy, with innocent eyes, making people reluctant to refuse.

The young Taoist boy pondered for a moment, then looked up at the direction of the city head and said.

"I'm looking for him."

"Xiao Mili, he's here to find me!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind the black-clothed girl. Zhou Jue, wearing a green shirt, with his hands behind his back, appeared here without knowing when.

The young Taoist boy was not surprised by Zhou Jue's sudden appearance, but the huge ox eyes of the Bixiao Cave Master flashed a trace of shock. He didn't even see how Zhou Jue appeared clearly, and even if Zhou Jue hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have noticed that Zhou Jue had arrived.

From the tip of the iceberg, the Bixiao Cave Master immediately understood that the strength of this blue-shirted swordsman was profound and unpredictable. He was afraid that he was not his opponent, so he gave up the idea of ​​asking him.

"Zhou Jue, why did you come down from the top of the city? I was just about to bring you wine?"

The little girl in the dark night heard the familiar voice and turned her head to look back. The smile on her little face was so bright that it could make people eliminate all worries.

"It's a pleasure to have guests coming from afar! I will naturally come to greet them in person!"

Zhou Jue looked up at the young Taoist boy sitting on the back of the blue ox, with a solemn expression, and two sword lights shot out of his eyes, piercing through the void. Before he got close to the young Taoist boy, he was wiped out by a green gas and dissipated.

Zhou Mili saw this scene, his mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and he looked incredible.

"So amazing, you can actually resist Zhou Jue's sword light, you are not also a great cultivator in the Ascension Realm, right?"

Zhou Mili and Zhou Jue have been together for a long time, and he also knows how terrifying Zhou Jue's strength is. Ordinary cultivators can't resist his sword light at all. Only a great cultivator in the Ascension Realm like Lao Long'er can barely do it.

The young Taoist boy turned sideways, sat on the back of the ox, facing the little girl in black, and shook his head.

"Of course not."

Zhou Mili frowned when he heard it, and a puzzled look appeared on his little face, and asked again.

"Then is it the same realm as the old scholar?"

The young Taoist boy smiled in his eyes and glanced at the hunched old scholar, like a frightened quail, wishing to disappear immediately, and he shook his head again.

Zhou Mili's face relaxed when she heard this, and her smile was bright and dazzling. This friend looked young, so he should not be very old. It was already very remarkable that he could resist Zhou Jue's sword light. She stretched out her hand to pat the young Taoist boy, but she was short and her arms were short, so she could not reach the Taoist ancestor on the back of the bull. She could only pat the belly of the green bull and comfort him.

"You are still young, don't be discouraged. There are very few cultivators in the world who can block Zhou Jue's sword light. You are already very powerful!!"

"Bang!"

Zhou Jue stretched out his hand and knocked Zhou Mili's little head. The little girl in black held her head with both hands in pain, turned her head and glared, her little face was puffed up, very cute.

"Zhou Jue, you are looking at me again, and you knocked me silly!"

The little girl in black showed an angry look on her face, dissatisfied with Zhou Jue's bullying. If there were no outsiders, she would definitely fight with him.

"Alright, stop making fun of me. This Taoist master of Qingming World, the founder of Taoism, is on par with the Supreme Saint and Teacher!"

Zhou Jue touched his nose and introduced himself awkwardly under the gaze of Daozu, who seemed to be smiling.

Zhou Mili was stunned when he heard this. His little head turned mechanically, and he looked at the young Taoist boy carefully, and he couldn't believe it.

"He is the old immortal Daozu. Why does he look so young? He doesn't even have a white beard. He is different from the great sage master!"

"Old Niubi is thick-skinned and likes to pretend to be young. Naturally, he is different from me!"

Suddenly, an old voice came from not far away. The old man with an old face stood in front of the old scholar and said unhappily.

"Good, good! You are right!"

A middle-aged monk with a solemn appearance appeared here. He lowered his eyes, pitied the world, clasped his hands together, and agreed.