Chapter 295: Pass
The deserts are not calm. It can be said that the rapids and undercurrents have been heard by many major forces. The divisions of the empty holy city in the Eastern Depression are not easy to go out. The patriarch summoned martial arts masters to discuss countermeasures, and the sacrifices of the major deities in Xihuang also rallied to pay attention to the movements of the Dahuang.
Even the Northern Wilderness, Bai Zeshi, who has always been indisputable in the world, is also watching the movement of the Wilderness.
Jianmen previously had three giant cormorants, but Shuizi'an was dead, and the owner of Jianmen was about to die. Only Fengshouzhu can still make a town. Originally, many great forces looked at the Great Wild Tiger, thinking that when the old doorkeeper died, the wild waste was fish on a felt board, which could be slaughtered by people, but now there are three young giants in one day, then these forces have to let some Dreaded.
In the fall of Jianmen, there are three more giants, and they are all very young, which means that they have a bright future. Any one of these three will grow up and be a strong one like the old master Fengshang in the future!
The old master is known as the sword god, with one sword in his hand, and the sword spirit sweeps through the wasteland freely, and no one dares to commit it for hundreds of years. If another sword **** is born, the luck of the great wasteland will be enough to continue.
Besides, there are three such young people now?
This alone is enough to dispel each desolate heart of Jianmen.
"But this is exactly an opportunity."
The high priest of Xiaomang Temple stepped forward and walked to a temple hall of the temple, saying leisurely: "Everyone is worried that the three of them will grow up, and they will avenge them after they become sword gods. I don't know, one of these three is my filial piety, and the other two are destined to be dead. "
"I am a filial piety god. After so long a period of arrangement, I can finally harvest the fruits and swallow the desert alone ..."
"Feng Sang. My old man, you should enter the demon soul restricted area now?"
He came to the hall and walked into it. I saw the quiet blue lights, the hall was empty. A three-beautiful woman kneeled under a huge idol. The idol was three queens, and she looked down at the three huge heads. Looking at the three beautiful women, she seemed to be examining her, interrogating her, and torturing her soul. .
If Zhong Yue is here, she will scream. The three beauties are exactly the same as the jade he saw in Jianmen Yulin, only slightly older!
At that time, in Yulin, the old man carved the jade man with his sword energy, and taught Zhong Yue the principle of carving to understand the totem, which had a great impact on Zhong Yue, so he was very impressed with the jade man.
That jade man has a pair of wings, and his three faces are beautiful, or naughty, or solemn, or sweet.
At this moment, the three beautiful ladies in the temple also have wings. Obviously not a pure filial piety, there are also three beautiful faces, but she has no vitality.
She is dead. Her face seemed to freeze the moment before death. Three faces, either naughty, or solemn, or sweet, always maintained her appearance before her death.
"Good daughter, my good daughter ..."
The high priest's eyes were full of love, looking at this woman who was still being judged by the ancestors of the filial ancestors of Xiaomang after death, and smiled: "You will not die in vain. If you did not encounter Feng Xiaozhong at the beginning, you would not let My Protoss is ashamed. I won't put you to death ... But rest assured, I will bury the entire Jianmen. Funeral for you! "
"You and Feng Xiaozhong's son will become my weapon against Jianmen, and it will become a weapon for Feng Xiaozhong to betray Jianmen!"
"Oh, although you did something wrong, I'm grateful that you gave me a good grandson ..."
The sun went down and the great waste fell into darkness. The night was long.
The second day, Jianmen, Jinding.
Yesterday, the three young men in Jianmen broke through, became true spirits, and became giants of Jianmen. Today, the old master woke up from a coma, and ordered the Presbyterian Church to return Jianmen disciples to the mountain.
The Presbyterian Church will call on disciples from all over the world, and chase down the elders of Zuo Xiangsheng and Tian Yanzong, and let them return.
Both the top and bottom of the sword gate have guessed that the old gatekeeper must be ready to choose a successor from the three young giants: Feng Wuji, Fang Jiange and Jun Sixie, but who will the old gatekeeper choose? Still a mystery.
Feng Wuji, Fang Jiange and Jun Sixie all represent Jianmen's hope. No matter who becomes the new master, Jianmen will be stronger than before.
After choosing the new gatekeeper, the old gatekeeper will also complete the last mission of being the gatekeeper, which is to enter the demon soul forbidden zone, to lay peace for Jianmen for 500 years, and make the devil soul forbidden for 500 years. Can not threaten the security of Jianmen.
This is what every generation of gatekeepers must do, guard their sword gates with their own remains, and die in the restricted area.
Half a month later, most of the disciples had returned to Jianmen, and the elders who chased and killed Zuo Xiangsheng and Tian Yanzong also drove back, and Zuo Xiangsheng and Tian Yanzong, who were far away from Xihuang, also returned at this time. In the wilderness, the two did not return to Jianmen, but hid.
On this day, the wind is beautiful, the bells ring on the golden dome, all the gas refiners gather at the Jianmen golden dome, and the old masters are full of energy and vitality, leading many elders, church masters, and church masters. The worship of the gods of Jianmen, the spirit of the first generation of gatekeepers, and the celestial spirits of the gatekeepers of all generations, with great momentum.
Everyone worship again, please come out the sword spirit of Jianmen.
The gods of the first generation of gatekeepers and Jianmen sword spirits, two deities appeared in front of all the smelters, and the divine power was overwhelming. The divine power covered 100,000 miles of wasteland, so that everyone can clearly sense the breath of the two gods. .
In the tribes of the Great Wild, the totems and tolls interacted with the deities and sword spirits, and saw a figure like a **** rising from the tribes, with tree gods towering into the clouds, and ichthyosaurs walking on the river. There are Hebo standing on the river, a demon **** stepping on a lotus flower, a mountain **** with four arms, and a rain **** living in the clouds.
Countless totems and Turings lit up the wilderness, and they were spectacular.
This is great strength!
Today is a big day, so these totems and Turings appear to witness this moment.
Zhong Yue stood in the clouds and looked at Jianmen with thoughtful thoughts in his heart. He didn't go to Jianmen to witness this moment and this scene, just watching from a distance.
Jianmen Golden Dome, holy beasts such as Dragon, Siming beast hidden in Jianmen appeared, with great momentum.
After the old gate sacrifice day. I saw the sword at the top of the gold crisscross, and a sharp sword slowly rose from the mountain of Jianmen Mountain, the sword was shining. Through the sky and white clouds, the sword spirit is thousands of miles.
The old doorkeeper's voice sounded. Thick and vicissitudes, shaking in the mountains.
"The disciple Fengchang, old and incompetent, today asked the gods, sword spirits and spirits to testify, pass on disciples to the wind, give mantle, magic sword, seal ..."
The wind was frightened, and Fang Jiange and Jun Sixie were also frightened. The wind frankly stepped forward to worship. The old doorman took off his shirt, put it on his shoulder, and handed the Excalibur into his palm. The doorman's seal was hung on the hilt.
Feng Shouzhu couldn't help but said, "Why did the big brother choose Feng Wuji? Why not let the three of them face off and choose the strongest ..."
The old host laughed and laughed: "Slim bamboo, I will talk about it after I die. The wind is jealous. You follow me, I will teach you the freedom of sword."
Feng Shouzhu's face changed slightly, and he said, "Please also give my brother a second thought! I am the gatekeeper of the sword. Naturally, I am the strongest to be the gatekeeper. Otherwise, how do I convince the public? It is you and my consort that you choose directly. Suspicious! The big brother you were the master at that time was because you defeated me, Shui Zi'an and Yu Da. They have become the master of the door. Now they are not allowed to confront each other, and it is difficult to convince the wind to be the master of the door. , It is difficult for Fang Jiange and Jun Sixie to convince me to take it by mouth, for fear of splitting my sword gate! "
The old owner frowned slightly, yelled: "Go!"
"Brother, you are breaking the rules of Jianmen!" Feng Shouzhu said in a contemptuous way.
The old host looked pale and coughed up. He scolded: "Come on! You confess yourself in the Temple of Asking Hearts, without my order. You are not allowed to come out! If you rebel again, you will wait for me to enter the demon soul forbidden zone and not let you out. Let you die in the Temple of Asking Hearts!"
Feng Shouzhu was furious and left his sleeves. Manshan refining practitioners and elders were all in shock. Elder Yu hurriedly said: "Master, Shou Zhu is not without reason ..."
"No need to say more, I haven't passed out yet!"
The old doorman yelled, "If you do n’t agree with the new doorman, you will even be locked in the Temple of Asking the Heart! Go ahead and prepare for it. After I have taught Wuji the great freedom of sword energy, you will enter the devil soul restricted area. Come and send me! "
Elder Yu hurriedly shut up and dared not say any more.
As night fell, at the foot of the great wilderness Zhongshan, Zhong Yue sat quietly in front of the bonfire. The people of the Zhongshan tribe were singing and dancing, but he said nothing. Qiu Linger sat by the campfire and looked at him with concern.
"Brother and sister, come together!" A young woman laughed.
Qiu Yier shook her head and said, "I'm with Shige ..."
A few women stepped forward and couldn't help but raise her up. Qiu Aier feared that her struggle would hurt them, so she had to dance with them around the bonfire and dance a little wildly.
She was still a little contorted at first, but gradually let go. I saw the girl ’s dancing with a mysterious rhythm, and the beauty of the wildness of the barbaric era, sometimes like an elven, sometimes like a demon, sometimes like sacred, Gradually there were fewer and fewer dancers. Only Qiu Yier stepped on the bonfire and danced on the fire.
There was silence all around, only the sound of fire from the bonfire burning, and the clan looked at this young girl dancing on the fire, and they were a little crazy.
The bonfire was flaming, and Zhongyue's face was illuminated Suddenly, Zhongyue laughed, and five light wheels turned behind her, and five drum instruments such as the bell drum, flute and lute appeared in the light wheel.
The teenager sat by the campfire, sang and sang the piano, his voice was bold and unrestrained, and he helped the girl.
"The fire is fragile, stealing the handle, and the devil is living in the temple;"
"Pink-wall pillars, ghost drawings, burial of Fuxi Emperor;"
"Qun Mo Wu, Shi Zhongliang, the bones piled up the hills;"
"Looking at the present moment, the young man is devouring the great wasteland, and the wine is intoxicated by the way;"
"The embroidery mouth is full of arrogance, fish and dragon dance, sword and sword!"
"My clan is still there, and my blood is black!"
The people of the Zhongshan tribe listened to it with blood and enthusiasm. After singing and dancing, Zhong Yue stood up and looked at Qiu Ao'er, and smiled, "Master, I'm going back to Jianmen. You ..."
Qiu Yier came down from the fire, and Zhan Yan smiled and said, "I am with you." (To be continued)