Mirroring the changes

Compared with the two of them, the great immortal Huang Rui who was locked in the water prison was undoubtedly more frightened.

Others may not know it, but he knows very well that all of Mi Junzi's skills are devoted to protecting the body.

The thirteen commanders of Wanshou Villa once attacked at the same time, but they were unable to break through his body-protecting steel wall.

But the killing Buddha in front of him could penetrate a three-foot-high wall with just one light palm? !

Could this life-killing Buddha be the reincarnation of that Buddha? !

Zhou Baiyu swallowed hard, seeming to have realized that he had caused a difficult problem.

Taking a deep breath, Gang Qi emerged from the whole body.

The next moment, countless flying knives flew out of the sky, and then quickly formed a pair of wings.

Miso miso miso~

The sky eagle chops.

It made a teeth-searing sound of metal friction.

Zhou Baiyu flapped his wings, obviously wanting to fight to the death.

On the contrary, Yu Qingling behind him showed hesitation.

His eyes flickered, his red lips bit lightly, and he seemed to have finally made a decision. Suddenly, he moved lightly and bowed in the direction of the old woman: "Yu Qingling has met Senior Zhongli."

The old woman said softly, "Hmm", seemingly a little surprised, and looked deeply at Yu Qingling with her eyes.

"You're such a tight-eyed girl."

Yu Qingling did not stand up, but just lowered her head: "I am Yu Qingling, from Biyou Island."

The old woman looked her up and down, then muttered: "Who are you, Yu Canghai?"

"Senior, he is my little girl's father."

"My father has lived on Biyou Island for a long time, and he often talks about the heroic demeanor of the Jagged Sword Pavilion.

Especially I have great admiration for senior Zhongli. Every time I mention him, my admiration is always beyond words. "

When the old woman heard this, her face remained calm, and she just turned around and said: "He has rarely shown up in recent years, but it turns out that he secretly gave birth to such a smart and intelligent daughter."

"Senior, thank you~"

Several other people in the inn were stunned by the scene before them.

When Li Chen heard the words 'Zancha Jiange', he couldn't help but be stunned.

Staggered and scattered, the Dinghai Divine Sword.

The Sanchajian Pavilion is the No. 1 village in the world granted by the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty.

Located in the Star Yue of Kyushu, he has guarded the East China Sea for hundreds of years.

Then the East China Sea will not be chaotic for a hundred years.

The reason for this is all because of one person.

The man known as the ‘No. 1 Sword in the World’.

Mo Dongliu, the master of the Zhanzaijian Pavilion.

Today, there are four unique things in the world.

It corresponds to a miscellaneous song circulating in Kyushu:

Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, west wind and thin horses on the ancient road, the setting sun, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

And this Sword Master Mo corresponds to the "family of small bridges and flowing water".

Sword Master Mo is a legendary figure.

Sancha Jiange was founded three hundred years ago and has always been an unknown small villa in the world.

At that time, the monsters in the sea were ready to move and often invaded the borders of Kyushu.

Until two hundred years ago, Mo Dongliu came into being.

He is gifted with a sword and an astonishing understanding.

At that time, Xuanjing Si Jingxuan commented on him: "I was born for the sword, so I should be the sword master."

When he was twelve years old, Mo Dongliu practiced the family's "Jagged Sword Technique" to the point of "finding tranquility in chaos" and returning to nature.

But he still felt that the sword's intention was endless and there was still some unfinished meaning.

So I devoted myself to practice and continued to practice.

A talented swordsman about his age has already learned three sets of swordsmanship, four sets of swordsmanship, five sets of swordsmanship...

At that time, all the sword sects in Shushan, Wuyue, and the world wanted to take him into their gates, but they were all rejected by him.

Mo Dongliu, on the other hand, is dedicated to practicing the "Jagged Sword Technique" passed down from his family.

"The Art of Swordsmanship" was mediocre. Others laughed at him for working behind closed doors and being stubborn and ineffective. It was a pity that he had no talent for swordsmanship.

Ten years later, Mo Dongliu turned decay into magic, and transformed the "Jancha Sword Technique", which was originally only at the middle level of the Xuan level, into the low level of the Dao earth level, shocking the entire Xingyue State.

Five more years later, Mo Dongliu still did not give up and continued to practice the "Incidental Sword Technique", and finally transferred it from the lower level to the upper level.

Three more years later, he was ranked low in the heavenly ranks.

In another two years, he reached the middle level of Heaven Rank.

Another year, top grade in heaven.

From then on, Mo Dong left the pass and used the "Incidental Sword Technique" again, but no one recognized it.

Between raising hands and feet, there is no enemy.

While everyone was marveling, Mo Dongliu looked sad, shook his head and sighed: "The varying sword intent is almost gone."

At that time, Mo Dongliu was only thirty-three years old.

At that time, he already had the courage to be the 'Sword Master in the World': "What I seek should be infinite."

So he began to challenge all the sword masters in the world.

Still only using "Jagged Sword Technique".

Gradually, "Jagged Sword Technique" began to be inclusive and use everything.

Originally, "Jagged Sword Technique" just wasn't like "Jagged Sword Technique".

Later, "Strange Sword Technique" began to resemble all sword techniques in the world.

Finally, "Strange Sword Technique" is unlike any other sword technique in the world.

‘A single sword is issued, and the wonderful path of the sword is revealed. ’

There is no one in the world who can win.

Become a recognized great sword master.

At that time, the monster clan was rampant in the sea and wreaked havoc on the coast of the East China Sea. Mo Dongliu, armed with two swords, directly entered the monster clan's base camp, Biyou Island.

One long and one short, the two swords have become Biyou Island's nightmare.

From then on, the legend of the 'Master of the Jagged Sword' spread on Biyou Island, and he did not dare to act rashly for a hundred years.

That’s why there is a saying of ‘Janzhaojian Pavilion, Dinghai Shenjian’.

Unexpectedly, the silver-haired old woman and the masked girl in front of them turned out to be from the Jagged Sword Pavilion.

No wonder Yu Qingling was so respectful.

Because she came from the ‘Biyou Island’.

Yu Qingling lowered her body very low, never daring to look up.

“Senior, you are in your prime, I pay my respects to you.”

The old woman laughed ‘haha’, but her eyes looked at the three people: “This girl can talk.”

“Just raise your face and talk.”

Hearing this, Yu Qingling raised her body and breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, her life was saved.

But the old woman smiled lightly, and then asked: “It’s rare to see the three of you walk together.”

Thousands of years ago, Monk Bukong killed the Red Sky Demon King with a palm, and the demon clan was seriously injured, and since then it has been divided into three parts.

Yunzhong Valley, for the birds in the world to transform into demons.

Biyou Island, for the water in the world to transform into demons.

Wanshou Villa, for the beasts and insects in the world to transform into demons.

These three demon clans are not convinced by each other, so there are many frictions between them, and they rarely appear in one place.

That’s why the old woman found it strange.

Yu Qingling's eyes flashed with panic, but she quickly regained her composure and said slowly: "Senior, you are joking. The demon tribe is scattered, but we often meet by chance."

Meet by chance?

The old woman naturally didn't believe it.

She narrowed her eyes and thought: This little girl is not honest at all.

This place is the junction of Nanjiang and Feiluzhou.

The demon tribe has always lived in a remote corner.

How could they suddenly appear in such a remote place together?

They must have a purpose for this trip.

Maybe it's the same as me.

Thinking of this, the old woman's face suddenly became a little cold.

Her eyes flashed, and she saw Li Chen not far away.

So a plan came to mind.