Xian Ao

Yu Zecheng read it silently, and when he stretched out his hand, the jade bamboo slips suddenly shattered and turned into ashes. Perhaps this ending is better.

In fact, with Yu Zecheng's cultivation, how could he fall asleep here? How could he not know that Lei Bingyun left? Perhaps this is his choice.

Yu Zecheng's mind moved, and he immediately knew where Lei Bingyun was through Xuanyuan Sword Peak. She had already started to retreat and began to impact the Nascent Soul realm.

Suddenly, Yu Zecheng had an intuition that Lei Bingyun would definitely succeed in turning into a Nascent Soul this time. Although she did not follow the method in the illusion array, first with affection and then without ruthlessness, in order to break through her inner demons, her current state was much better than the state that could be obtained by following that method.

With this state, success is certain.

Maybe I was wrong, maybe the breakthrough of the illusion was not as perfect as I imagined, but this is the reality, and the way of heaven is unpredictable.

Lei Bingyun found his own way, and Yu Zecheng began to focus on his second disciple Gu Xinwu.

This disciple has been practicing for so many years, for a hundred years, and has always been at the peak of the Golden Core realm, without any progress.

This time, the illusion broke the inner demon, and Yu Zecheng gradually knew Gu Xinwu's inner demon.

That is inferiority. He was originally one of the two disciples randomly selected by Yu Zecheng to take care of Qingcheng. Unlike other disciples, some walked 100,000 miles barefoot, and some cut off their tongues to seek the truth, while he was completely a bonus.

Back then, he and Liu Yan were just lucky ones chosen by Yu Zecheng to make Qingcheng's life less lonely. What virtue and ability do I have?

Liu Yan found his own way in Linhai City, no longer cultivating immortals, only envying mandarin ducks instead of immortals. This made Gu Xinwu constantly ask himself whether his path was correct.

Gu Xinwu has worked very hard over the years, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not surpass others.

In fact, if he was placed in other sects, his current achievements would be quite good, but under Yu Zecheng, among his bunch of perverted disciples, no matter how hard Gu Xinwu tried, he could not surpass others.

Another key point is that in Gu Xinwu's heart, he has already silently fallen in love with Qingcheng, the little junior sister, but he is extremely inferior. His existence is just an embellishment of Qingcheng. In his eyes, Qingcheng is like a fairy.

Moreover, in the past hundred years of travel, Qingcheng's true strength in times of crisis, the devil is at ease, that kind of terrible strength, let Gu Xinwu know that he will never have a chance.

It was the fool-like Ziyue who easily killed Yuanying Zhenjun during the travel, just like playing. In front of him, Gu Xinwu was even more inferior, and he was not even as good as a fool.

This gradually formed his inner demon, making him fail every time he tried to break through the Yuanying realm.

Yu Zecheng examined Gu Xinwu's inner demon and couldn't help but find that he didn't care much about this disciple.

He was not like his encounter with Xiao San, which was unforgettable. Unlike Ziyue, he deliberately collected it carefully. Unlike Wenman, he couldn't forget his old love, and unlike Yu Muan, he had a lifelong relationship with the past senior sister Ruotong.

But in Yu Zecheng's heart, he is the strongest, most worry-free, and most diligent disciple.

Yu Zecheng turned around and appeared in Gu Xinwu's cave, and Gu Xinwu was in the cave, dazed.

Seeing Yu Zecheng appear, he hurriedly stood up and saluted.

Yu Zecheng walked to Gu Xinwu, reached out and touched his head, and said:

"Xinwu, I haven't cared enough about you these years, and Master is here to say sorry to you.

In fact, among these disciples, I am proud of you. These disciples, I chose you back then, and my choice was not wrong.

Let me tell you about my past.

I was a five-element spiritual root back then, and I grew up in Linhai City. At that time, my father met Tianqing and disappeared. My mother at home was seriously ill after hearing the news. I was ten years old that year..."

Yu Zecheng slowly confided his past, making soup and embarking on the immortal road, killing people to seize books on a rainy night, the leader of Mangzhu, the catastrophe of Xiling, Xuanyuan's three questions, the great kindness of the master, and his own struggle.

Yu Zecheng's story bit by bit is not about what he tells, but about the process of telling. In this unconscious process, he tells Gu Xinwu that in my heart, you are my relative, you are the best, and you can do it.

As Yu Zecheng tells the story and as Yu Zecheng infuses his own beliefs, Gu Xinwu's eyes gradually brighten. After a long time, the sky gradually darkens. Yu Zecheng has finished telling everything. He looks at Gu Xinwu with tenderness in his eyes.

Gu Xinwu nodded and said:

"Master, I understand. I won't let you down. I understand everything. I can do it."

Yu Zecheng said:

"I don't care whether you are Yuanying Zhenjun or not, or how high your cultivation is. As long as you live happily, I will be satisfied. I want to tell you that you are my disciple, Yu Zecheng, and also my relative."

Looking at Gu Xinwu's clear eyes, Yu Zecheng felt relieved, but there was still one last step.

The next day, Gu Xinwu prepared to retreat again, and Yu Zecheng and others saw him off.

Gu Xinwu was very popular, and many friends came to see him off. He nodded to Yu Zecheng and strode into the narrow gap where Xuanyuan Sword Sect was attacking the Nascent Soul.

Suddenly, Qingcheng behind him raised his hands, put them to his mouth, and shouted loudly:

"Brother, work harder, you are the best, I believe in you, you can do it, you must succeed."

The voice resounded through the sky, and Xinwu paused for a moment, then turned back and nodded vigorously, and entered the narrow gap without hesitation and began to practice in seclusion.

After seeing him enter, Qingcheng turned around and smiled at Yu Zecheng, who also touched her head. With this cry, Xinwu's last inner demons may disperse, or they may increase, but regardless of the result No matter what, he will succeed for Qingcheng.

Now that Xinwu's matter has been resolved, the next person is the returning junior brother. In these years, he has not entered the Nascent Soul realm.

In this way, Yu Zecheng began to relieve the inner demons of those Jindan Daoist people one by one, and finally sent these many Jindan Daoist people into the sky one by one. As for how many people can succeed and how many people can get out alive, then God knows, Yu Zecheng has tried his best.

Everything depends on God. With these days of hard work, the inner demons and troubles of these Jindan Masters have all dissipated, but I will help them dissipate their troubles, resolve their depression, and solve their problems. Instead, the troubles seem to be gathered together. There was an extremely depressed feeling about him.

When he was depressed, he wanted to vent. Yu Zecheng smiled slightly, turned around and left Xuanyuan Sword Sect, thousands of miles away, he went to find the person to relieve his troubles, that was Wang Shuyuan.

Seventy-three years ago, Wang Shuyuan was the hegemon in Suiyuan, but was beaten by Yu Zecheng in a battle. His limbs were broken and his arms were broken, and he fled.

He disappeared completely for a period of time. Thirteen years ago, he reappeared. He once went to Xuanyuan Sword Sect, looking for Yu Zecheng and wanted to fight, but Yu Zecheng retreated and left in despair.

Today Yu Zecheng decided to fulfill his wish and pass on his troubles to him.

Wang Shuyuan returned to Xu Zhenyi. In the past thirteen years, he built a cave in Fengmin Mountain in Xuanzhou, Western Chu. He called himself the Chaos Sword Ancestor and went rampant in Western Chu.

Wang Shuyuan is proficient in Xuanyuan Sword Sect swordsmanship, Chaos Demon Sect mind skills, and Heart Sword Zen swordsmanship. In the last battle, he had the power of twelve divine powers. It can be said that no one in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect except Yu Zecheng is his opponent.

Wang Shuyuan still has feelings for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. In the past thirteen years, he has visited his master's grave every year. Every time he met a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect outside, he promoted them vigorously. It was because of this that Yu Zecheng let him escape last time.

Yu Zecheng traveled across the state, across the country, and across the ocean. With a thought in his mind, Wang Shuyuan, who was hundreds of thousands of miles away, suddenly felt that Yu Zecheng was coming to find him.

Chuxi, Xuanzhou, Fengmin Mountain.

When Yu Zecheng arrived, the mountain gate in the distance opened wide, and Wang Shuyuan was waiting for Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng smiled, walked along the bluestone road, and slowly came to the cave.

He raised his voice and said:

"Shu Yuan, are you there?

I'm in a bad mood today, so I came over to you to vent. "

Wang Shuyuan's voice came:

"I've been waiting for this day for thirteen years. What have you done? I've been wanting to vent to you for a long time."

In an instant, Yu Zecheng moved to Wang Shuyuan's cave. In that luxurious room, Wang Shuyuan prepared a chair, a pot of tea, and two cups, waiting for Yu Zecheng's arrival.

He is still the same as before, a handsome young man, handsome and unrestrained, wearing a ceremonial crown, with a face like white jade, a hanging nose, a majestic instrument, high sideburns, wearing a colorful robe, and at a glance, it seems to be vaguely shrouded in fog but not fog. The pale gold and thin light, the front body cultivates the nine dragons, and the back heart cultivates the mountains and rivers. This robe is neither cloth nor silk. I don't know what it is made of. It must be the robe of a magic weapon.

Yu Zecheng said:

"The robe is good, but it's a pity. By the way, you are now the Chaos Sword Ancestor. Why don't you dare to be called the Chaos Ancestor? Are you afraid that the most powerful demon in the world, the Chaos Ancestor, will cause trouble for you?"

Wang Shuyuan smiled and said:

"I'm not like you, who claims to be the best in the world. Those old guys don't care about the fame. Otherwise, you, the best in the world, would have been wiped out long ago."

Yu Zecheng smiled and said:

“I don’t know if I will be wiped out in the future, but I know that if you don’t run away today, you will be wiped out.

This cave is nice, but it's a pity that you don't deserve to be here in such a good cave. You should belong in a dark and damp cave.

As long as I am here in this world, you cannot appear in the eyes of everyone, because you will never be able to defeat me, and your destiny is eternal failure and eternal cultivation. "

After Wang Shuyuan heard this, he laughed and said:

"Come on, Yu Zecheng, don't think that you are the only one who has the tenth-level flying sword. It took me thirty years to finally find my treasure in the lungs of Mobei.

Let me see your power again. Last time you didn't use that tenth-level flying sword. This time I'll give you a chance. "

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"Well, it's an honor."

In an instant, rays of light radiated from his body, and his swords were filled with rays of light.

In this light, everything in the cave was turned into ashes, and the extremely luxurious buildings were all shattered. Under this sword, everything was turned into ashes.

But in this sword blow, all the creatures in the entire cave, whether it was the boy or the raised spiritual beasts, no one died, and all were unscathed.

Wang Shuyuan's expression changed, and the expert stretched out his hand to see if Yu Zecheng's swordsmanship had reached such a level, he couldn't help but be shocked.

He stood up in an instant, flew thousands of feet into the sky, and said:

"Yu Zecheng, let's go to the sky to avoid affecting this place and ruining the scenery here."

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"No need, just stay here. If you can destroy every plant and tree, then I have failed."

In the process of speaking, Yu Zecheng exuded a strong will and a frightening power.

This is his way of heaven, the way of nature, turning the way into a sword, and the sword reaches the sky.

In an instant, within a radius of three hundred miles, heaven and earth, rivers, rivers, sun, moon, stars, breeze and drizzle, were all under his control. He was the master of this world, he was God, heaven and earth were one, all things were swords, everything was his sword.

After hundreds of years of practicing swordsmanship, he finally became a master. At this moment, Yu Zecheng used his own swordsmanship.

His natural swordsmanship showed its supreme power for the first time. Everything in the three hundred miles radius seemed to be motionless, but at this moment, everything in the world turned into Yu Zecheng's sword. What he said would not damage a single tree or grass. It was true at that time, because everything turned into Yu Zecheng's sword. Yu Zecheng's sword.

The sky sent murderous intent, dragons and snakes rose from the land, and heaven and earth became one. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan had only one feeling. He was fighting against heaven and earth. His vitality was taken away, and his six senses disappeared. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan felt that he was dead, and heaven and earth were letting him die. .

At this moment, the sky and the earth were rippling like waves. Looking at it, it was as beautiful as a dream.

Under this sword intent, Wang Shuyuan could only react. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan's body emitted thousands of rays of light, and he sent out his most powerful blow. A tenth-level flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand. It was this flying sword. , he dared to ask Yu Zecheng to teach him.

This tenth-level flying sword emits a golden sword light and transforms into a ferocious beast, which is a hundred feet in size. It emits infinite light on his body. The most ferocious and violent sword energy contained in the light rushes straight towards him. In Yunxiao, with an extremely fierce sword intention, all Wang Shuyuan's divine power merged into one, the human sword merged into one, transformed into a ferocious beast, and issued this sword. The sword light was surging, and within the scope of the sword light, the fierce sword energy that corroded all the souls was rampant in all directions.

But no matter how ferocious the beast is, it is not worth mentioning in the world. The billions of qi in the world, the power of yin and yang and the five elements, the sun, the moon and the stars, the mountains and the earth, the earth, fire, water and wind, everything has become Yu Zecheng's Sword, in this world as a sword, Xu Yu will become a god. In the light of the sword, everything is under his control.

The sky would not tolerate it, and the ferocious beast turned to ashes in an instant. At the moment when the flying sword shattered, Wang Shuyuan used his greatest strength and rushed outwards, rushing out of this terrifying world.

The tenth-level flying sword has a spirit and can be restored in a few months. Wang Shuyuan, three hundred miles away, looked at Yu Zecheng in surprise, with disbelief on his face.

His robe was shattered, his crown was broken, at this moment he was disheveled, at this moment he was like a beggar.

Yu Zecheng looked at him with a smile and said:

"I've already told you that you don't deserve to wear this robe, are you convinced?

Do you still want to fight with me? "

Wang Shuyuan suddenly turned around and left, shouting angrily as he walked. He was unwilling to give in, but he had to go. If he didn't go, Yu Zecheng's next sword might kill him.

Yu Zecheng watched him leave with an expression on his face. The sword just now was not only his sword intention. After the opponent used the tenth-level flying sword, Yu Zecheng also used his own divine power, which was instantly shattered. His tenth level flying sword.

Yu Zecheng's attention is no longer on Wang Shuyuan, because there are three old men on the other side, looking at him silently.

Yu Zecheng intuitively felt that these three people were the strongest monks in the world, and they came here for him.