Vol 6 Chapter 59: Flying dragons, the sky is changing

Li Qingshan caressed the feathers of the phoenix. The phoenix is ​​not particularly tall, but shameless, the long tail feathers are dragged down, and the dignified and luxurious can't be said.
The heart of "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" was introduced into the heart of Li Qingshan. At the same time, he also realized the true meaning of it. It is the phoenix Xi Yu, the high clean heart that does not stain the dust, and the mood of the turtle turtle mirror is different. It resembles the ancient sage.
Phoenix flies, the world is too peaceful.
Ever since, Li Qingshan also got the fourth sentence of heart--the phoenix nirvana.
Taoism has the practice of praying, divided into two, praying for blessings, and blasphemy for blasphemy. The phoenix has the power of nirvana, the heart of immortality, even if it faces life and death, it is not afraid, just like a small disaster.
At the same time, Li Qingshan’s heart is moving, but he can’t help feeling. How can this and the devil’s mouth swear, the cows and the tigers and the tigers are all sullen, and the phoenix phoenix is ​​all beautiful, creating this It can be considered a demon!
And these eight kinds of magical powers, when it is the four gods and four demons, then the last one, where is it?
Pressing this kind of doubt, Li Qingshan calmly realized the "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra", and immediately opened his eyes, it really is not that simple.
The main turtle of the tortoise, Li Qingshan is a water spirit, but the phoenix is ​​the main fire, while the turtle is sinking in the sea, the phoenix dances in nine days, a quiet, a smart, habit is the opposite.
It’s not unusual to say that the waters and the fires are the same, and it’s not unusual for the practitioners. But for the ordinary practitioners, the two beasts have the characteristics that are pure and want to make them compatible with each other. It’s a mysterious night.
After practicing for a few hours, Li Qingshan gave up for a while. This barren mountain is not a place to practice, or it has finished. Go back to the 100 schools and talk about it!
Li Qingshan's mind. Then it fell on the ring of the whisker, and the eyes gradually lit up and shone.
It can store all the elders of the dragon. Various spirits, no, instruments, medicinal herbs, Lingshi, Fuxi. There will be an amazing number, even for him now, it is a great fortune.
Not to mention the side, as long as you get the medicinal herbs, it is estimated that it will be repaired to push one more weight, which is not a problem.
Li Qingshan and Xiao An looked at each other and injected aura into them. The exploration of the gods must be opened. It shows a space that is incredible, with exquisiteness and flash of light. Li Qingshan is too late to wait and see. A golden light came to the surface.
Flying Dragon Sword!
Li Qingshan’s impression of this sword is very deep, and the sword is like a dragon. The hilt is like a dragon's head, the scales are dense, the light is shining, and the eyes are looking like a living dragon.
Now, this sword is really alive, flying out of the ring of the whistle, flying to Li Qingshan, like a golden lightning, like a revenge for the master, the sword trembles, bursts of dragons.
When he became elbowed, Li Qingshan was also caught off guard. Xiao An was a few steps away, and he was too late to rescue.
Hey!
In the midst of a thousand miles, the turtle turtle Xuanjia rises against the dragon sword, Li Qingshan is too late to breathe a sigh of relief, but sees the dragon sword leaps and leaps, slams into the sky, and is astonishing.
"Catch it, it has to escape!" Li Qingshan greeted, and stood up, but still slowed down the dragon sword, seeing it penetrate the circle and penetrate the rock.
This change, only in the moment of the fingertips, the dragon sword can not be assassinated, like a peerless swordsman, assassinated, a hit, not far away. Li Qingshan never imagined that a sword was so spiritual, it was incredible.
clang! A bone sword is folded out, and the dragon sword is flying, the dragon sword spins a few times, and another direction is escaped. Twelve skeleton bones are scattered and interspersed, and the dragon sword is surrounded.
The dragon sword on the bright light, the dragon screams more fierce, slamming, swaying the sacral rosary, but immediately seems to be a lot of delay, the original twelve sacral rosary, turned into twelve finger-sized sacral demon, died Dead and hug the dragon sword.
The bones of the sacred bones are amazing, and the mountains and gravel are still on the top of the ordinary demon, but the dragon sword can still walk and dance, and the gold snakes in the caves are chaotic. Every time they are stopped by Xiaoan, they become more anxious until they have been Big hand, hold the hilt tightly, the cow demon oscillate, and the turtle is suppressed.
The dragon sword screamed and screamed, and it was sent to the ring and sealed.
Li Qingshan Fang sighed with relief, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
A solitary peak breaks through the clouds, like an island in the sea of ​​clouds, but below it, there is no ground and the earth is connected, so it is suspended between the heavens and the earth, so lonely.
It is the Tibetan Jianfeng, which is famous in the world of the Jianjian Palace. It is full of long swords on the cliffs of the mountain, or is engulfed by rust, or entangled by vines. It looks ordinary and unpredictable. It is this mountain peak, and all of them are hidden. Convergence, waiting quietly for the next master.
Between the swords and forests, there are also many scabbard-like grooves left by the sword. When the dragon sword flies out of the ring, the Tibetan sword front has a sense, one of the grooves, suddenly released The light, swaying the clouds, as if the mother was calling for the return of the wanderer.
Every sword, after its new owner dies, will automatically return to the Tibetan sword peak, but until the light dissipates, the dragon sword does not return, and the entire Tibetan sword palace is alarmed.
In the main peak of the Tibetan sword palace, in the Tiantian Palace, a middle-aged man waved his sleeve: "Please come to the elders."
The middle-aged man has a high face and a long hair. In front of him, he is a map of Kyushu. His line of sight draws an invisible line on the map. If someone compares it, he will find that this is related to the sword. The light emitted by the peak has no angular difference.
A few coughs, a white-haired old man, carrying a strange sword, stepping into the palace, it seems to be crumbling, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him down, but every step ~EbookFREE.me~ go Very stable.
"See the palace owner."
The middle-aged man saw the appearance of the elders of the heavenly machine, and the eyebrows were also slightly pressed, because a few years ago, the elders of the celestial plane were not so. In order to find the murderer who killed the elders of the dragon, he led the celestial plane, but he did not know what was touched. The celestial counterattack, overnight, must be white, coma for seven days and seven nights, after waking up, only quietly said a sentence to the middle-aged man:
"No matter what it is, it is not something that anyone in this world can cope with. I advise the lord not to pursue it for the time being, and there may be a turning point in the future."

Can there be a turnaround now?
asked the middle-aged man.
choke! The elders of the celestial plane pulled out the sword of the celestial body, and their temperament changed greatly. A pair of scorpions became deep and deep like the sea. The sword of the heavenly sword was divided into black and white along the ridge of the sword. The Taiji gossip figure at the sword smashed sharply, and the black and white two colors became confused. chaos.
After a while, the sword of the sky flew up, and the tip of the sword fell on the map of Kyushu. It was on the line drawn in the heart of the middle-aged man. His eyes were bright and the whole palace was dark. .
"Is it still Qinghe?"