Nine Heavens

"Wait a minute, Master Ciyuan. Please return this treasure to the Shura Temple on behalf of the younger generation." After speaking, I saw two divine lights suddenly penetrated the distant space of billions of acres of distant clouds and the dark Mi Tiansha Valley, a golden beam, One silver, two divine lights are like the sparkling water surface under the sun, dazzling, bizarre and strange.

"Yaotian Erjian!" Grandmaster Ciyuan shouted in amazement, his eyes were like torches, and he stared motionlessly at the golden and silver Yaotian Erjian, the treasure of Shura Temple, one of the core artifacts of the Octagon Immortal Formation. It took a long time before he came back to his senses and shouted repeatedly: "Amitabha, how good! How good!" Master Ci Yuan looked at Liu Qianlang with infinite gratitude in joy.

Liu Qianlang said calmly: "That's right, this pair of artifacts was obtained accidentally, and after learning about the Octagon Immortal Formation, I realized that this treasure turned out to be the most precious treasure of the noble sect, and it is also one of the core artifacts of the Octagon Immortal Formation. Yaotian Jian.

Originally, I had planned to return this treasure by visiting your faction in person, but now, there are three signs of omens in the Eight Vaults, and some core artifacts and auxiliary artifacts have been left inexplicably in the world. Coming to the world again, the Soul Demon Sect is now launching another conspiracy and trick, the situation is extremely critical, and it is imminent. At this moment, it is imminent to strengthen the Eight Directions Immortal Formation.

Therefore, after thinking twice, it is most reassuring to give this treasure to the younger generation of Master Ciyuan, and it can also play its role as soon as possible to strengthen the Octagon Immortal Formation again. "

"Peak Master Liu Dai, who cares about the common people so much and does not covet such treasures, I admire from the bottom of my heart! This old monk has said something beforehand. In the future, if there is a need for me as Peak Master Liu, I will not hesitate to die!" After finishing speaking, Master Ci Yuan was rarely moved. , his hands were trembling a little, and he held Yaotian Jian in his palm.

"Master, you are serious! This treasure belongs to your sect, and I just got it by chance. Today, it should be returned to its original owner. Besides, it is also responsible for the mission of the world's people's safety! Junior, don't let it go!" Master, take care!" Liu Qianlang looked at the excited Master Ci Yuan and said, then bowed his hands and saluted, and then drew a rainbow, which disappeared into the vast sky of hundreds of millions of hectares of clouds.

Master Ciyuan carefully put away the Yaotian Jian, fearing that bad people would linger on the treasure, and saluted again facing the direction where Liu Qianlang disappeared, and then took the Buddha treasure, fairy dust and emerald beads, and passed away like lightning in the other direction.

In the north of Longyun Mountain, in the shade of the northern ocean, a young man in white stands on the ocean bank, holding a strange mirror like a banana leaf in one palm, and a huge beam of light shoots out from the mirror, reaching the sky.

The young man in white is staring intently at a strange cloud above the northern sky. Above that cloud is a huge light curtain condensed by the beam of light emitted by that strange mirror. Inside the light curtain is like a movie. Same, one picture after another keeps appearing.

The young man in white carefully examined every passing scene, for fear of missing anything. At the beginning, the expression of the young man in white didn't show any difference except concentration, but when an unusually familiar ancient tomb appeared on the light curtain, the young man's eyes flickered with disbelief, and at the same time he couldn't hide his excitement. A few smiles surfaced. After memorizing every detail on the screen, he suddenly put away the mirror in his hand.

This white-clothed young man was none other than Liu Qianlang who had been guided by the phantom microscope to come here after more than a month. Although the journey was not very smooth, nothing major happened. However, during this period, I missed my disciple Yaya and my beloved pet Qiqi very much. I entered the Moyu Skull Tomorrow Realm once, and by the way, I asked Master Ciyuan about Xinrui Orchid helping the young master of Hunshamen to absorb 20 A matter of the blood of two comrades.

Liu Qianlang put away the phantom mirror, looked at the direction he was about to go, felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, his heart was ups and downs, and then he drew the immortal sword into Tianyu.

Five days later, under the moonlight, Liu Qianlang stood on top of a low tree and looked at the two bluestone courtyards not far in front of him, his eyes were moist. The small courtyard on the left side of the line of sight has left so much happiness and joy. Dad smiles around his east flower room all day long. Mother Fengyue always likes to hold herself and her sister Liu Juan in her arms, sitting on the steps and watching the stars. look at the moon. In the small courtyard on the right, there are always bursts of laughter like silver bells. It is the laughter of my younger sister Cheng Shifeng. Fast forward four years, Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng are all with their parents, but after that naturally heroic hunter, where did his brother Yuanfang go? For so many years, I have been thinking about it all the time.

Liu Qianlang drifted down, slowly walked up the green brick-paved corridor leading to the door of the house, and walked towards the door step by step. Flowers were still blooming on both sides of the corridor, and the night breeze was blowing, and the fragrance of flowers blowing on the face was intoxicating.

Open the familiar door lock, and push it open with a creak, everything in the courtyard is there, as if it was yesterday. Liu Qianlang walked through her parents' room, her own room, and her sister Liu Juan's room one by one, leaving behind her reluctant eyes and heavy footprints in each room. Then he walked out of the courtyard and closed the door gently. Once again stepping on the corridor where you came in, looking up, thousands of bluestone courtyards are shining in the moonlight. Unfortunately, after four years of barrenness, the roofs of every household have been covered with creeping vines, and they look full of desolation.

Walking, walking, Liu Qianlang suddenly realized, how come the passageway piled up with petals under his feet has been completely free of dust for nearly four years. Could it be that someone has been cleaning it here all the time. Liu Qianlang was startled suddenly, turned around a few steps and shot into the small courtyard again, looked back and forth again and again, and finally walked towards Uncle Cheng Hua's house in confusion.

In the darkness, Liu Qianlang suddenly felt a gust of wind whirl past, and then saw a little girl in blue in the void, stepping on a white-faced tiger more than ten feet long, passing over her head, towards the courtyard of Uncle Cheng Hua's house. Float away.

Looking at the little girl, Liu Qianlang's heart skipped a beat. Because he recognized that the fierce tiger was the tiger-striped cat that his younger sister Shifeng played with when she was a child, that is, the white-faced tiger king. Isn't that the white-faced tiger king's younger sister's poetry style! Liu Qianlang suppressed the excitement in his heart, fearing to scare her, he hastily turned into a thin cloud and jumped into the ghost boat, and slid into the courtyard of Uncle Cheng's house with a breeze. Quietly watching the little girl's every move.

After the little girl stepped on the white-faced tiger king and settled down, the white-faced tiger king suddenly turned over and turned into a handsome black-clothed boy, standing in front of the little girl mischievously, and said: "Fairy Lingyao, can you do less work today? I haven't slept well for several nights!"

"What, you want to be lazy again. The last time I went to Daddy's house to clean the yard, I lost everything. I still want to be lazy today, no! This fairy will just sit here and stare at you. If there is a place that is not clean, today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow , The day after tomorrow, don’t even think about sleeping! Hmph!” After finishing speaking, the girl sat on a bluestone in the courtyard angrily, watching the boy in black pick up the broom and sweep the floor. Liu Qianlang laughed secretly, it's really new for a big tiger to be bullied by a little girl.

The little girl looked at the boy in black for a while, and seemed to be annoyed. She rested her chin on one hand, looked at the stars in the sky, blinked her big eyes, and said to herself, "Daddy, mother, big daddy, auntie!" , Sister Juan, Brother Fang, Brother Qianlang, Shifeng misses you so much, why haven't you come back, how are you doing?" The little girl said with tears in her eyes.

The black-clothed boy who was sweeping the floor saw him, and comforted him, "Didn't the heaven and earth lingpo say that the relatives of the fairy are still in the world, and when the opportunity comes, there will be a day of reunion!"

"Fuck you, you've said this ten thousand times, the opportunity has arrived, the opportunity has arrived, when did the opportunity arrive?" the little girl said angrily with her blue eyes shining.

"I know when the opportunity will come!" The little girl had just finished speaking, when she suddenly heard a loud voice from a tree opposite, which was vaguely familiar, and then a tall and handsome man in white appeared in front of her, With bright eyes shining, brows full of heroism, he was looking at himself with a smile.

"Hey! Where did you come from? What are you doing at our house?" The little girl asked in surprise.

"Haha, poetic style! Don't you even know brother Qianlang?" Liu Qianlang laughed.

When Cheng Shifeng heard the words, he ran up to the black-clothed boy like a gust of wind, pinched his ears vigorously, and the black-clothed boy let out a yell in pain. Hearing the cry, the little girl was still asking, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, Fairy Lingyao!" The boy in black said with a grin. "What? It doesn't hurt!" The little girl said, and went to fix the other ear of the boy in black. The boy in black jumped away in fright, and said in a hurry: "It hurts! It hurts to death!"

"Haha, really, I'm not dreaming, you are brother Qianlang, brother Qianlang!" The little girl cheered excitedly, innocent and naive as five or six years ago, but her eyes were shining with a deep blue color.