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- In the dark void, floating metal fragments were densely packed, like diffuse clouds, blocking the distant starlight.
However, the Creation Peak in the center is like a lighthouse. The spiritual light radiates, and the place it shines is different from the void elsewhere.
Two huge flying boats were running side by side, each two thousand feet long and three hundred feet high, moving slowly forward in the cloud of debris.
In the complex environment, the enemies are not completely extinct. Some cannot endure the process of waiting for death, while others cannot resist the omnipresent scanning of the aura of creation. Many of them tried their best to fight back when the flying boat passed by, but they were all killed by the flying boat. The tyrannical spiritual pressure crushed them, and no one even rushed forward.
"The people on the boat were too lazy to pay attention to these people who were dying. Most of them had withdrawn from the combat zone and had begun to talk and celebrate the victory. The atmosphere was warm.
"Although the founder has not personally conquered it, once the Creation Peak came out, it was devastated. At this point, the Dark Miasma Star Territory no longer has a force that can compete with our sect. Wherever it goes, it will inevitably be followed by clouds and scenery, watching the wind and sweeping away"
"Cough."
"Eh? Master Wan, did my disciple use the wrong word again?"
"Nothing, it's pretty good. I can also use the words 'Yun He Jing Cong' and 'Wang Er Mi'. It's very good. You've made a lot of progress. I can see that you have worked very hard in the past few years. .¡±
????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The face of the copper-skinned man who is about 10 feet tall turned red, but his words became more and more elegant:
"It will be the birthday of our ancestor not long ago. I know that my ancestor doesn't like to be exaggerated. I have been studying ancient rhymes recently and have made some progress. I would like to dedicate a birthday poem to express my heart."
"Wellif you have this intention, it's naturally good."
"Master Wan, do you mean that the master doesn't like it?"
"Who said that?"
Li Bocai strode into the crowd. Regardless of other disciples bending down to salute, he walked straight to the bronze-skinned man and patted his waist:
"The Patriarch has always been an elegant person. You haven't been to Juxian Bridge for a long time, so you probably don't know that the Patriarch has a nickname, Mr. Baichuan"
"Ah, hundreds of rivers merge into the sea, just in line with the formation of my spiritual changes and creation."
"No, no, since it is called an elegant name, it naturally comes from elegant things."
Li Bocai glanced at Wan Tengshan and saw him turning away, but he didn't care. He looked around again and saw all the disciples looking at him with envy, so he laughed:
"It happens that there is still some time before the return journey, so I will tell you. That was a long time ago. Our lineage was still in a void world called the 'True Realm'. For a while, because of a group of one-minded people Idiots are dragging down the wind and rain.
"There was a mad man named Xin Jiaxuan"
"Crazy student? Just a crazy student can stir up people's emotions by writing a few words. If you have this ability, I will really save my worries"
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Above the main seat in the hall, the leader who looks like a thin young man is throwing the papers in his hand on the ground one by one.
"After looking at Wu Gou and patting the railings all over, no one understands the meaning of boarding I know it very well!"
"It's very sad that I talk about swords and poems, dance drunkenly and sing like crazy He is loyal and courageous through the ages, and I am a barbaric mist for thousands of miles. Hehe, the younger generation has the honor to be called the elder and grow up?"
"If you buy a tassel to seal thousands of households, you have to sell your sword to pay for the yellow calf His three-foot-short cylindrical sword is as dead as a snake. It would be good to replace it with a calf."
"You have to be like a hedgehog, and your pen is like a sword with a long edge That's it, I still have some self-awareness. It's a pity, no matter how sharp the pen is, can you really cut open the western sky for me?"
Looking at the papers falling to the ground like snowflakes, everyone in the hall sat motionless, only scanning their eyes between the main seat and the ground.
Although the leader in the main position had a calm tone from beginning to end, everyone knew that this person was extremely angry.
Some people feel heartbroken when they look at it. These are Xin Jiaxuan's first manuscripts over the years. Although most of them are scrawled, there is a melancholy and sad sword intention lying on them. Their strength may be shallow, but their power is heavy. Every piece of them is It's a treasure. I don't know where the leader of the family got it from.
"Let's talk about it, how to deal with it?"
The Creation Sword Immortal looked around and saw that everyone was like a clay carving or wood sculpture, but there were no two thorns on them, so he sneered:
"Is Chen Longchuan going to sword dance again to join in the fun? And that rough guy Ye Banshan is also going to join in the fun?"
"It seems that Uncle Ma came to the south, and they held a banquet to entertain"
"Arrest people."
"ah?"
"If you can't seal his mouth, just open his ears. Do you need me to teach you this truth?"
The group of people looked at each other again,Finally someone raised an objection:
"This, Senior Brother Zaixuan, if you do this, Longchuan and Banshan will definitely rebound."
"Xin Jiaxuan is very talented and well-known, and there are many people inside and outside the sect who sing along with him. If he acts too arrogantly, it may damage the sect's reputation"
Before the last note was finished, the cold eyes of the Creation Sword Immortal came over:
¡°Then tell me, what is the ¡®clear name¡¯ of our sect to this day?¡±
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
At this point, the intention of creating the Sword Immortal has been very clear, so what else is there to say?
As the leader of Xuanzhong, he has already suffered backlash from the purification faction. They, the old brothers of the creation faction, have nothing else to do but support!
In this calm atmosphere, a disciple cautiously entered the hall:
"Master Xuan, according to your instructions, I will make a copy of the words that Xin Jiaxuan and the two elders Chen and Ye sang in Yuebo Tower today"
The Creation Sword Immortal held it in his hand and watched it for a moment, but there was no joy or anger on his face.
Handed over conveniently
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) The elders on the other side were passing hands like this, but there were some who couldn't bear it more than him, and slapped the case hard:
"Shu Zi, his only fame is that he is incompetent and has a long way to go in making decisionsWho does he think he is?"
"The resentment comes out of nowhere! Xizhou has a lot of hatred, who can blame it for?"
"Exactly, even if the sword points to the west tomorrow, he is just a sword cultivator at the beginning of Buxu, I am afraid he will still have to 'hold his head'!"
Finally someone stood up:
"Senior brother, you are right. Such empty talkers must be dealt with properly."
On the main seat, the Creation Sword Immortal raised his eyes and looked over, and said calmly:
"The phrase 'mighty hundreds of rivers flowing' is not bad."
"Well?"
"Oh, wake up the bright moon one day and shine on my arms full of ice and snow."
The elder next to him shook his head and groaned, and then sighed: "I originally wanted to look towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. Senior Brother Zaixuan also feels something in his heart"
The eyes of the Creation Sword Immortal moved over:
"What I mean is that the principles of spiritual formation are gradually entering people's hearts. Even this crazy student is influenced by it and uses it unconsciously. It is very good."
""
At this moment, everyone else in the hall silenced their voices and could only look at each other in shock.
On the other hand, the Creation Sword Immortal stood up and said to the disciple accompanying him:
"Get a sword."
The disciple left in response, and in this space, the Creation Sword Immortal said again:
¡°I¡¯ll keep this mad man alive for now, I want to see whether it¡¯s his words that are sharp or my good fortune that¡¯s deep!¡±
After a pause, he added: "Chen and Ye, on the other hand, are becoming more and more irrelevant. Today I want them to understand who controls the world of Lunjianxuan now!"
That day, the Sword Immortal of Creation had a bet with Chen Longchuan and won with ten swords; he also fought with Ye Banshan and also won.
The power of creation intimidates the spirits, and no one dares to disobey an order.
"After five tribulations, the five peaks of Zaihua, Lingxiao, Tianchi, Feidian, Qianzhong, and half of the Linggang Mountains have penetrated deep into the East China Sea, and there are still 7,000 disciples following them.
Three more kalpas later, a line of creation left the true world, traveled across the starry sky, and walked in opposite directions.
On this day, people from all over the world returned from the expedition to Creation Peak, eagerly waiting to see the wonderful sight of "the shadow of the mountain approaching the moon".
On the high-rise building near the river, there is a man who still looks like a thin young man, but has shed his usual calm and serious appearance. He leans on the railing and looks up at the bright moon. He raises his glass to drink, but he pays homage to the moon as it falls across the river.
There are faint sounds of singing and laughter coming from afar.
Dozens of figures dance against the moon, golden blades clashing, Yin Ran whistling, as if autumn frost is thousands of miles away, and the wind is long and broad:
"Awakening the bright moon one day, it shines on my arms full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flow.
"The whale has not yet swallowed the sea, but the sword energy has already been lifted."
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