Chapter 813: The legend about the Lijiao monk

Many years ago, Chao Qingqiu was in Qingtian City, facing several great demons, and once cut open the sky with a sword. At that time, there was a hand out of the sky.
Later in Baiyu Town, and later in Luoyang City, Chao Qingqiu Sword opened the sky, but nothing appeared. At that time, everyone thought of Chao Qingqiu himself, and it was easy to ignore him. Anything.
But Chao Qingqiu himself doesn't care about himself. He can see a lot of things and understand that there are many things to think about.
Just like this big hand now.
This hand definitely does not belong to the human world, no matter how much he thinks about the human hand, Chao Qingqiu also concluded that this is not a human thing.
What's more, it sticks out of the tunnel.
Chao Qingqiu didn't do anything, his aura had begun to stabilize, and all his sword intent and sword aura had been absorbed into his body.
The passage in front of me was filled with mist, and it looked like it was a legendary fairy, but it didn't seem to be.
A very vast wave of realm came from that big hand, and the violent aura filled the hand.
The Xunxian sword is constantly opening up space for that hand. One hand is so big, so how big should the whole body be?
Chao Qingqiu didn't bother to think about it, because soon he would be able to see what was behind this big hand.
His expression was calm and he didn't show the slightest excitement, but in fact, it would be extremely nervous to change to any monk in this world except him.
After this passage, it is very likely to be an immortal!
But Chao Qingqiu didn't care.
Not careless, but sure.
The Xunxian sword was holding this big hand with difficulty and opened a bigger opening. The reed had already poured a piece, and there were many flying catkins floating in the air, flying randomly in the sky.
It's just that those flying catkins perfectly avoided Chao Qingqiu, not daring to fall on him.
He was standing in the reed, but nothing could touch him.
He was waiting for that hand and the owner of that hand to come to the world.
I just waited for a long time, but I couldn't reach out that hand.
Chao Qingqiu felt a little bored, so a sword light was born.
That sword light emerged from before him, and after a while, it fell on the opening. In just a moment, it had already cut a crack open, and abruptly enlarged the opening by almost tens of meters.
From a distance, this is a ravine created by the earth, but only when Chao Qingqiu is standing in front of the opening can we see the scene inside.
There was darkness inside, and apart from the big hand, there was nothing else to see, but the aura of a high-level person was undoubtedly revealed.
Chao Qingqiu had encountered many opponents in his life. The strongest was not the monk on earth, but the longevity who met outside the sky after Luoyang City Sword opened the sky. Chao Qingqiu had a battle with him at that time.
Although he appeared so calm and charming when he told Ye Changting and the others later, no one could think of the danger in it.
After that, he beheaded the immortal, returned to the world, and with his wounds, killed several Canghai.
Then the injury was too serious, and then he had to be reincarnated.
So he lived again.
In the first life, Chao Qingqiu knew a lot of things, but he didn't do anything about those things. His focus was on helping the swordsman lineage back to six thousand years ago.
In his second life, he had always been thinking about things outside of the sky, and had done many things, whether it was watching the sky in Luoyang city, or
After watching that dragon in Beihai, and finally watching this passage in this reed swing, he was making preparations.
Of course, it also includes helping White Tea and Lin Hongzhu break the border.
Many things have his shadow of Chao Qingqiu.
But in fact, no matter how much shadows there are, it has no effect.
Because in the end, it still depends on the realm and combat power.
The reason has been said thousands of times, but in the end, he still has to fight.
The truth of this door actually applies to many places.
Just like now.
After Chao Qingqiu cut the opening, the big hand was no longer restrained, but it didn't look like Chao Qingqiu thought. There must be a huge body behind that big hand.
The scene after that made Chao Qingqiu feel a little surprised.
The big hand became smaller in an instant, and it quickly became similar to a normal human hand, and then someone crawled out of the opening.
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His appearance is no different from the human race living in the world. If you really want to say it is different, you can only say that his eyes are actually blue.
This is like some monster race.
But beyond that, there is nothing else.
He was wearing very shabby clothes, and his long hair was randomly with a piece of withered grass, but he was very white. After crawling out of the opening, he sighed, "This is a good place!"
Chao Qingqiu was able to understand it, not because of his realm, but because he spoke, and the language was no different from the language used by Human Race.
If there is, he has no accent.
Can't hear Yanling accent or Dayu accent.
Not even Liang Xi's accent.
Chao Qingqiu looked at him like an ordinary person, and asked casually: "Here?"
The person who was marveling at this world only noticed that there was a person standing in front of him.
He raised his eyes and looked at the man in a white robe, with a little surprise.
Then he stretched out his hand to grab Chao Qingqiu.
There is no killing intent because he feels that Chao Qingqiu is not worth making him feel at all. In his eyes, this is an ant, which can be pinched to death with just a pinch.
Chao Qingqiu could feel the indifferent emotion.
Although he didn't know why this person had to kill him as soon as he came out, he still responded quickly.
A sword light appeared on the horizon.
There are countless sword intents in Chao Qingqiu's eyes.
There is a lot of sword energy scattered between heaven and earth.
Then those things become a sword.
Chao Qingqiu handed a sword to this person.
The flying feathers all over the sky were swords at this moment, there was no wind at all, but at this time, all of them fell towards the man.
The man hummed, seeming to be a little surprised, and then he wanted to grab those flying catkins, but he didn't expect that those flying catkins passed directly through the palm of his hand, leaving a hole in his palm.
After that, he kept on, and Feixu fell on his shoulder.
There was a soft sound.
Those flying catkins passed through his shoulders, and a large swath of blood appeared and fell into the gully.
The man's face became very pale, and then the whole person became extremely frightened, as if he had encountered something that would never happen.
But Chao Qingqiu was very calm. After the sword was handed out, he did not rush to release it.
The man turned around and was about to return to the gully.
"That will die."
Chao Qingqiu's voice sounded lightly, just like the sky full of flying catkins, light and light, but to the man, it was so cold and ruthless.
He felt boundless fear, and this fear was familiar.
Many years ago, he came to this world for the first time, and then met the faceless bald man somewhere.
That time, he felt fear.
This time, too.
For people like them, besides death, what else can make them feel scared?
It's just that he doesn't understand that people in this place cannot live forever. The bald man must be dead, but who is this person in front of him?
Why is this person so strong?
After hesitating for a long time, he finally turned around and looked at the man who had never expressed any expression.
"I have a few questions."
Chao Qingqiu didn't like nonsense, and didn't like nonsense with such an unknown person. The key is that after dealing with this person, he still needs to see those people over there, so he is very straightforward.
He has a few questions. If he answers, he might be alive. If he doesn't speak or tell lies, even the immortal can only die.
This was the will that the man felt. He quickly lowered his head and asked, "What are you asking?"
Chao Qingqiu asked, "When did you come here?"
At first, Chao Qingqiu felt that the priest had killed many demons here. Those demons must have come from outside the sky, and there must be a passage, but then he stayed in this reed for a long time before he understood one. reason.
The passage can only be opened from the sky, not underground.
So there is a problem with this reed, but it has little to do with Tianwai.
So the first question is to find out if this is the case.
"I don’t know, I’ve been trapped here for a long time. I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years have passed. But when we came, we met a bald man without a face. He killed a lot of people. I fled here and was suppressed by him. Up."
A bald man without a face is a Lijiao monk.
The demons in the legends like to eat human flesh and blood, so they were beheaded by the standing cult monk, but this man doesn’t seem to be that kind of demons, so why was he suppressed by the standing monk?
Chao Qingqiu's expression changed slightly, and he asked flatly: "Why does that man kill you?"
The man hesitated for a moment, and quickly said: "Come here, it consumes a lot, we need to replenish it, so many people are killed."
When he thought about it, a strong man like Chao Qingqiu would definitely not care about the life and death of so many people, not to mention that it has been tens of thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years.
Chao Qingqiu was very calm, as expected, there was no mood swing.
The legend of cultivating monks and demons is actually not known about the lanterns, but it was passed on by those Buddhist disciples afterwards. It may have been changed for believers, but it is not too far off.
At least they did murder.
There is no doubt about this.
Chao Qingqiu felt that when the big hand was stretched out earlier, his realm was not strong, at least not as good as the one he had encountered before in Tianwai.
It may also be because he Chao Qingqiu is now stronger.
"Are you an immortal?"
Chao Qingqiu wanted to confirm this.
"The people in our place are all immortals."
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