Three days before the end of rebirth

In Qingyang Sect, the hierarchy of disciples and disciples is very strict.

Outer sect disciples can only practice outer sect methods, while inner disciples can practice Qingyang Sect's basic methods. Only true disciples can practice Qingyang Sect's true methods.

Even the basic techniques for inner disciples are divided into two versions.

One is for male disciples to practice, and the other is specifically for the female disciples who stay in Qingyun Peak's main hall.

The basic magic formula is very common to begin with.

Shi Feiyu is a woman, but she has practiced the techniques of male disciples.

No wonder he goes crazy!

It's really a mistake of gender. Women have practiced men's techniques, and their expertise is not at all relevant!

However, even if Shi Feiyu practiced the wrong magic formula and joined the Qingyang Sect for a short period of time, less than two years, he has now reached the peak of the twelfth level of opening the pulse, and is only one step away from breaking through to the second level of martial arts.

: Burning body state.

Such talent is rare.

"Yes, it's a pity."

"Senior Brother Xinglie's sword technique is unparalleled. Unfortunately, it is a family inheritance and cannot be passed down to others."

"I'm not a woman, so I can't marry senior brother Xinglie, and I can't practice sword skills. It's a pity."

Shi Feiyu smiled brightly and looked free and easy, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

"tonight."

Chen Xinglie looked up at the sky and found that there was still plenty of time, so he said, "Come to me after dark."

Shi Feiyu was stunned and silent, feeling slightly flustered.

Will it be dark tonight?

Looking for senior brother Xinglie?

Could it be that Senior Brother Xinglie has already seen something?

impossible!

Shi Feiyu frowned slightly and calmed down, thinking that Chen Xinglie would never be able to see through her disguise, so he pretended to be cool and nodded in agreement.

Brothers Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Haojie stood not far away, their eyes full of envy.

"Brother! Is Junior Brother Chen going to pass on the peerless sword technique to Shi Feiyu?"

"I guess so!"

"Brother! How about we go and beg Junior Brother Chen? I also want to learn such a peerless sword technique."

"Shut up! What is the relationship between Shi Feiyu and Junior Brother Chen, and what is the relationship between us and Junior Brother Chen? The two of them joined the disciples at the same time, and have been treating each other with sincerity, through life and death. With such a friendship, how can we two brothers compare?

Can you get it? Besides, Shi Feiyu is handsome and delicate, and we two brothers have ugly eyebrows. Even if Junior Brother Chen likes men, is as good as Long Yang, and likes chrysanthemums, he will never look down on us after he has Shi Feiyu!

"

"Then...don't we even have a chance to sell our butts?"

"Second brother! Although we are not qualified to sell our butts, we can sell our lives. Of course, in the end, it depends on whether the price is high and whether it is worth it. You see, so many inner disciples died today. Their family fortune

We all need Junior Brother Chen to take over, and if we two brothers just make some small moves, there will be a lot of profit!"

The two brothers discussed quietly.

In worldly affairs, we do not worry about fewness but about inequality.

Zhen Yingxiong walked up to Chen Xinglie, bowed his hands, and said respectfully: "Junior Brother Chen, the battlefield has been cleared. Now, are we going to take over the family property of these inner disciples?"

Zhen Junjie said: "The two of us are willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses!"

These two heroic brothers have been in the sect for decades, but they are still only inner sect disciples in their forties. They are not very strong, but they have been able to live peacefully for so many years. They rely on greed for life and fear of death, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

, following the crowd, flattering, sneaking around...

Shi Feiyu's eyes turned cold, obviously he couldn't trust these two brothers.

Chen Xinglie couldn't trust these two people, so he asked calmly: "How about Junior Brother Feiyu go and do this?"

"good."

Shi Feiyu nodded and strode away.

The two heroic brothers looked pale.

They had just worked hard to clean the battlefield. The two brothers were afraid that Chen Xinglie was in the courtyard and did not dare to do anything. They thought that when they took over the inner disciples' property, they could make a lot of money. But now Shi Feiyu is going there.

Not even a hair can be touched.

This time, my work was in vain.

The two brothers were dejected.

In the courtyard.

There are two piles of trophies on display.

One pile contained gold and silver property, and the other pile contained weapons such as swords.

Chen Xinglie walked over and put the gold and silver belongings into the storage ring, but he heard the sound of the system in his ears.

"bite!"

"If you find something that can be sacrificed, do you want to sacrifice it?"

…

Sacrifice!

Only gods and Buddhas need sacrifices.

However, this beautiful girl of my system actually needs items to sacrifice!?

Chen Xinglie's eyes narrowed, but he noticed that the storage ring was trembling slightly. He immediately used his consciousness to explore and found that the big sword was trembling.

The great sword needs sacrifice!

"Bring the weapons over here."

Chen Xinglie pointed to the weapons pile and walked towards the hall.

soon.

Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Yingxiong sent the weapons to the hall, stood aside respectfully, and asked, "Does Junior Brother Chen have any other instructions?"

"close the door!"

Chen Xinglie pointed to the door and said, "Get out."

The two brothers left quickly and hid outside the door, muttering to each other and wondering what Chen Xinglie was going to use these weapons for, but they did not dare to risk a peep, for fear of being killed by Chen Xinglie's sword.

Chen Xinglie stood in the hall.

More than a hundred weapons were piled at his feet.

These are all weapons used by the inner disciples. None of them are secret treasures, but among ordinary weapons, they are considered high-quality, with sharp edges and gleaming cold light.

Chen Xinglie held a big sword in his hand and held the blade across the pile of weapons.

Buzzing…

The great sword shook violently.

Chen Xinglie clearly felt that Dabaojian seemed to be very hungry.

"Sacrifice!"

Chen Xinglie had a thought in his mind.

The great sword suddenly stopped trembling, and millions of green lights hung down.

Under the green light, more than a hundred weapons trembled violently, and shadows of the weapons emerged, rising slowly and integrating into the great sword...

This moment.

The great sword no longer looks like an ordinary great sword. On both sides of the sword, mysterious patterns of the movement of the sun and the moon, the circulation of stars, and the birth and death of the universe emerge, floating and sinking in the long river of time, showing nine

Colorful light shines in the heavens.

On the sword spine surrounded by earth, water, wind and fire, there is a series of vague handwriting inscriptions that are faintly visible.

"Dayu... Hongmeng... Zhubao... Jianzhen..."

Chen Xinglie could only read a few words clearly, but his eyes were filled with astonishment.

What kind of great sword is this sword?

This is obviously a sacred object that has obscured its glory, and its name is too long. In its ordinary state, this sword only shows the words "big", "treasure" and "sword".

"What is the name of the great sword?"

Chen Xinglie's eyes condensed, and he communicated with the system and said coldly: "I need an explanation!"

The figure of the system's beautiful girl appeared in the virtual interface, with a beautiful smile and big eyes that flickered. There was a hint of treachery in her eyes, but her tone was sweet, and she said: "It's really called the Big Sword!"

Big sword?

Such a divine object must have a name that is so powerful in the world. How could it be called the Great Sword?

I believe your evil deeds!

In the sword's edge, the stars rotate.

Chen Xinglie felt something in his heart and focused his gaze on one of the stars.

The stars suddenly grew larger and appeared in front of our eyes, manifesting as a great sun hanging in the sky, shining on the sky and the earth, with mountains and rivers below, people multiplying, cities dotted all over, and all kinds of things in the world visible, as if there were billions of pairs of eyes.

Take a clear look at everything in the world.

This picture of everything in the world being seen and under control directly creates an illusion and illusion of omniscience, omnipotence, and supremacy, which makes one deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself, and intoxicated.

Zheng……

A sharp and long sword sound exploded in Chen Xinglie's heart, waking him up from the dream-like illusion.

What a risk!

Looking directly at the edge of the sword will actually make people sink into it and be unable to extricate themselves.

Chen Xinglie closed his eyes suddenly and examined the system interface that emerged in his mind.

In the virtual screen of the system, the beautiful girl of the system is sitting in front of a small table, holding a needle and thread, leisurely embroidering a chrysanthemum, saying nothing, and the years are quiet.

Chen Xinglie asked: "Please tell me, what kind of sword is this?"

"Shh!"

The beautiful girl in the picture raised a finger, made a silent gesture, and said delicately: "I want to be a quiet beautiful girl, but now I am a lady. Please don't talk to me..."

Chen Xinglie asked calmly: "Is a lady's skirt as short as yours?"

"snort!"

The beautiful girl frowned slightly and continued to embroider. She pursed her lips but did not speak. She looked like she was practicing the legendary Buddhist secret of closed mouth.

It seems...

No matter how hard I tried to ask, I couldn't find anything.

Chen Xinglie stopped talking and opened his eyes. The light of the big sword in his hand gradually dissipated, returning to its ordinary appearance.

Secret Treasure: Great Sword

Attributes: tough and damage-free, sharp and armor-piercing

Grade: medium yellow grade

Characteristics: A secret treasure that can grow, with no limit to the growth limit.

The attributes of the great sword have not changed much compared to before, except that the grade has been upgraded from the lower grade yellow grade to the middle grade yellow grade.

The secret treasures in the world are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.

Nowadays, the Great Sword is only a middle-grade yellow-level secret treasure, and it looks ordinary.

But Chen Xinglie knew that even the top-grade secret treasures of heaven level were not worth mentioning in front of his great sword.

Only this great sword is the real divine object!

"Based on what happened this time, if you want the Great Sword to grow, you must first kill, and then sacrifice."

"Kill life to raise sword!"

"Weapon Sacrifice!"

"Only this sword is worthy of a great devil like me..."

Chen Xinglie's eyes were cold as he walked toward the door of the hall, feeling the wind blowing under his feet.

In the pile of weapons in the hall, the more than a hundred swords had long since lost their edge and become dim. At this moment, the breeze brought by Chen Xinglie's walk blew gently, and the swords instantly disintegrated and shattered, turned into dust, and dissipated with the wind.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

The gold, silver and jade decorations on the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chen Xinglie pushed open the door and walked out.

Two brothers, Zhen Yingxiong and Zhen Yingxiong, collapsed on the ground, trembling.

What happened to these two people?

Chen Xinglie glanced at him.

Zhen Yingxiong answered tremblingly: "Just now, a nine-color light leaked out from the crack of the door. We two brothers were very curious and took a look... but saw nothing. We only felt that our eyes were dark...

Even my soul was almost shaken away by that light..."

Zhen Junjie's face was pale and he was confused, and he said: "It's so... so dangerous, my mind seems to have fallen into an endless black abyss, I almost... almost died!"

The brothers were trembling all over and lost their minds.

Chen Xinglie flicked his sleeves and said in a cold tone: "You deserve to die, what's the point?"

In the street.

Li Qinglian drove a carriage and galloped over, passing through the collapsed gate and heading straight to the courtyard.

After all, this little maid is a princess of the Daqian Dynasty. She is used to living a life of fine clothes and fine food. She is used to riding in cars and sedans, and is not willing to walk on foot.

"Owner."

Li Qinglian came to Chen Xinglie, pointed to the carriage that had just stabilized, and said with a low eyebrow, "Uncle Chen and Zhang Sanniang are here."

Chen Xinglie nodded.

"Master!"

Uncle Chen shouted loudly and ran over staggeringly. His cloudy old eyes were full of worry. He looked Chen Xinglie up and down and found that his young master was unharmed. Then he said with emotion: "Young Master is a talented man.

, as expected, it is not something in the pool..."

Zhang Sanniang was standing next to the carriage, holding a large kitchen knife in her hand. Seeing Chen Xinglie's eyes glancing over, she was so frightened that she hid the kitchen knife behind her back.

"Uncle Chen."

Chen Xinglie took out a stack of banknotes and put them in Uncle Chen's hand.

Uncle Chen was stunned.

"Leave Qingyun City, use this money to become a rich man, and live in peace and security."

"Although Qingyun City is good, it's a pity that the war is raging."

"Xiao Qing, send them out of the city and leave the carriage to Uncle Chen."

Chen Xinglie patted Uncle Chen on the shoulder and strode away. As he passed the carriage, he gave Zhang Sanniang a few more banknotes for the settlement fee.

"Master!"

Uncle Chen shouted loudly, his voice choked with sobs.

"Go ahead."

Chen Xinglie waved his hand, without looking back, and walked out of the mansion, slowly walking down the street to the most prosperous neighborhood of Donggang.

Uncle Chen held the banknote in his hand and burst into tears.

Li Qinglian was stunned and her eyes were filled with disbelief.

How could this extremely evil, cruel and cruel demon have such a tender side?

The big devil actually cared about the safety of his servants and sent his servants away in advance before the battle in Qingyun City!

Li Qinglian drove a carriage and drove quickly through the city. She took the opportunity to ask Uncle Chen and Zhang Sanniang if they were related to Chen Xinglie.

But the result of the inquiry was beyond Li Qinglian's expectation.

These two people are not related to Chen Xinglie.

They were just from poor families and could not survive, so they had no choice but to sell themselves into slavery.

After Li Qinglian asked, her eyes were full of disbelief.

impossible!

There is no way the big devil can be so benevolent!

Li Qinglian sent Uncle Chen and Zhang Sanniang outside the city, left the carriage behind, and then rushed back to Qingyun City. She was completely confused along the way.

"Is the big devil really a good man with unparalleled benevolence and righteousness?"

"Have I always misunderstood him?"

"Could it be that before the big devil took over his body and was reborn, he was a well-known land god and a respected gentleman. But now his cultivation is too low and he doesn't want to provoke his enemies before he was reborn, so he hides his name and pretends to be the big devil?"

Li Qinglian secretly speculated, but felt a little happy in her heart.

Isn't it something worthy of celebration to be fortunate enough to practice with a senior master who is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness?

However, when Li Qinglian came to the most prosperous neighborhood of Donggang, her suspicions about "unparalleled benevolence and righteousness" were shattered by the facts she saw.

Donggang.

The streets are busy with traffic, and thousands of sailboats are racing to cross the harbor.

Chen Xinglie walked slowly in the street.

Li Qinglian flew from the south of the city, followed carefully behind Chen Xinglie, and silently looked at the back of the big devil, hoping to find some clues related to "great benevolence and righteousness".

Unfortunately, she never found it.

The street was crowded with people and cars and horses.

There was no one within a few meters of Chen Xinglie. No one dared to get close, but they were silently paying attention to Chen Xinglie, wondering why he came to Donggang.

Could it be that he wants to draw his sword and kill someone again?

Chen Xinglie stopped at the door of Feiyun Tower.

At this moment, all the pedestrians in the street stopped and watched intently, waiting for Chen Xinglie's next move.

The bustling and noisy long street quickly became quiet.

Only the drinkers in Feiyun Tower didn't know that Chen Xinglie was standing outside the gate, still talking loudly about Chen Xinglie.

"No wonder Chen Xinglie instantly killed Cang Xuan, instantly killed Guang Zhengping, and killed hundreds of Qingyang Sect disciples with just a wave of his hand. Such strength is really terrifying!"

"How many people in the entire Qingyun City can stop the brilliance of that sword?"

"Even if the elder of the Qingyang Sect was pregnant with Lingbo, he was so frightened that he ran away. He clearly believed that he could not defeat Chen Xinglie. If he stayed and angered Chen Xinglie, he would probably be dead..."

The shouting in Feiyun Tower spread outside the door, and it was particularly clear in the quiet street.

Chen Xinglie was indifferent.

You’ve done everything, but you’re still afraid of others talking about it?

The big devil should have a fierce reputation, be praised by the world, and be feared by the world.

"Chen...Mr. Chen!"

The waiter who was waiting at the door of the building to welcome guests was already stunned. He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and said hello in a panic: "Mr. Chen is here, and our store is full of glory..."

Chen Xinglie asked calmly: "Do you also recognize me?"

"I recognize it, of course I do!" The waiter nodded hurriedly and flattered him: "Today at noon, Mr. Chen's sword shocked Qingyun City and his reputation spread far and wide. Who doesn't know about this? Besides, Mr. Chen is Qingyun City.

The most beautiful man in the city, who in the city doesn’t recognize you?”

Can one sword shock Qingyun City?

The most handsome man?

Chen Xinglie nodded calmly and agreed with this statement.

"please!"

The waiter nodded and bowed and said: "Dear guests, please come in..."

Chen Xinglie was unmoved and asked, "Is Nie Shan here?"

The waiter's eyes trembled, and he secretly speculated whether Chen Xinglie came to take revenge on Nie Shan, but he still answered honestly: "Master Nie is drinking in the building."

"Let Nie Shan come to see me."

Chen Xinglie flicked his sleeves and looked up at Feiyun Tower in front of him.

At this time, Nie Shan should be sitting on the 18th floor of the top floor, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, having fun.

Most of the disciples of the devil believe in taking pleasure in time.

Once you enter the devil's path, the years are rushing, the human heart is sinister, and the swords are flashing, how can you live a peaceful life?

In the Qingyang Sect's annual disciple evaluation, one or two inner disciples will be promoted to true disciples. However, the number of true disciples in the entire sect is always maintained at about a dozen. From time to time, there will be true disciples who are young.

Pass away and die in different ways.

If your life is gone but you haven’t enjoyed anything, wouldn’t it be a huge loss in your life?

If you have wine today, you will be drunk today!

Nie Shan knew how to enjoy and cherish life. Among the many true disciples of Qingyang Sect, Nie Shan lived the longest.

This man was about thirty years old, with a tall build, a square face, and a beard. When he grinned, his mouth showed big white teeth with green leeks.

"Junior Brother Chen is here. It's hard to welcome him from afar!"

Nie Shan strode out of the restaurant and stood three or four steps away from Chen Xinglie. He bowed his hands and saluted with a very low posture. When he spoke, his mouth was sprayed with a strong smell of chives.

Chen Xinglie frowned slightly.

However, just this frowning movement made Nie Shan so frightened that his eyes trembled and he said hurriedly: "Junior Brother Chen, please calm down... Junior Brother Chen and I have no enmity in the past and no enmity in recent days. If I do something wrong,

, please forgive me, Junior Brother Chen.

I wonder if Junior Brother Chen came to Feiyun Tower to see me. What do you want to give me?

As long as I can do it, I will definitely do my best to do it for Junior Brother Chen."

Nie Shan thought about the scene not long ago when Chen Xinglie opened the sky with his sword, and felt even more terrified.

"Don't look up."

Chen Xinglie said calmly: "I can't get used to the smell of leeks in other people's mouths."

Nie Shan hurriedly closed his mouth and lowered his head.

"This Donggang..."

Chen Xinglie looked at the tall buildings around him and said calmly: "I want it."

Nie Shan's eyes froze.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xinglie asked Donggang.

For more than ten years, Nie Shan has been managing this Donggang for the Qingyang Sect, like occupying a cornucopia, making money every day, and living happily. Now that Chen Xinglie is asking Nie Shan to give up Donggang, how can Nie Shan be willing to do so.

This is equivalent to cutting off flesh on the body!

Nie Shan instinctively wanted to refuse, but he didn't even dare to say "no". He thought to himself: "Even a master like Huai Lingbo was frightened by Chen Xinglie's sword and turned around.

Running away shows that Chen Xinglie's strength is unfathomable. If I refuse, Chen Xinglie will definitely kill me with one sword!"

Are we just going to give up Donggang?

Is there no other way?

Nie Shan lowered his head and remained silent.

"Can't bear to part with it?"

Chen Xinglie asked with murderous intent in his eyes and a smile on his lips.

"I'm willing to give it up! I'm willing to give it up!"

Nie Shan was so frightened that he trembled and said in a low voice: "It's rare that Junior Brother Chen likes..."

well!

Chen Xinglie shook his head and sighed.

Nie Shan asked tentatively: "Why is Junior Brother Chen sighing?"

"I thought that Donggang would not fall into my hands until the moment your head fell to the ground. I never thought that a dignified true disciple of the Qingyang Sect would be so cowardly, allowing others to take advantage of and bully him, without even saying a strong word.

Dare I say it? Isn’t this kind of backbone deplorable?”

Chen Xinglie's tone was sighing as he strode into Feiyun Tower.

This Qingyang Sect is simply rotten to the core.

On the day when the three major sects besieged the Qingyang Sect, I don’t know how many disciples in the sect escaped and how many would surrender to the enemy.

Feiyun Tower was full of drinkers.

As soon as Chen Xinglie entered the restaurant, the chattering patrons were so frightened that they immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything.

In the building, there is a cloud ladder built with mechanism technology, which is driven by the water power of Qingyun River, which is very convenient.

Chen Xinglie walked into the ladder and went straight to the top eighteen floors.

This floor was originally exclusive to Nie Shan. After Nie Shan left, the hall on the 18th floor was empty.

Soon, the food and wine were served.

Chen Xinglie sat alone in a high-rise building, drinking wine by the river. He was condescending and had a broad field of vision. He had a panoramic view of the scenery outside the window, and the city was quiet and peaceful.

All this is like a dream.

Seven days later, the war broke out.

When the nest is overturned, how can there be any eggs?

This peaceful scene in the city will be burst into pieces like a bubble.

Half of Qingyun City... will be reduced to ruins!