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Chapter 56 The Sword of the Headmaster

In the old society, worshiping the Yellow River Queen selected by the King of the Yellow River, not only required a good appearance, but also required to sing small songs.

The voice of Yumeng is very clear and has a very special charm. This is the first time I heard her singing, and she was so happy that she was infected by the song, and forgot where she was.

As the song grew closer, her people gradually appeared on the river water in the distance.

He has black armor, pheasant feathers on his head, flags on his back, and two broken swords that are more than four feet long in his hand.

He is alone, singing on the water, graceful and heroic.

"Xie Lan, your wife is a strange woman." Jiang Xueyang sighed and said.

She herself is also a rare beauty in the Taoist sect, and she is also a world walker of Quanzhen Sect. The Yin Si compares her with Xie Liuyun back then, and has three-point fairy aura, who is elegant and gentle.

However, compared with the two women, the mother is still better.

A kind of person is born as the protagonist, and his appearance will surely amazed the audience. Just like the earliest ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, Xie Liuyun later, was all such a person.

Later I found out that Jiang Xueyang is actually such a person, if she hadn't had a special fate.

Her destiny was destined to not be too shocking. If she compared the Wan-Wan to a general who fought thousands of miles away, she would be the military advisor who was planning and could only appear behind the scenes.

At this time, the night sky had already cleared, and the stars were shining. The resentment and evil spirits in the waters of the Jiulong Cave were absorbed by the nine headless dragon corpses, and it looked full of a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

Wang Huan stood in the middle of the waters of the Jiulong Cave, and under her was the nine-star magic array set up by Xie Liuyun back then.

The dragon corpse has been born, and the nine river eyes merged at half of the Funiu Mountain, becoming an unfathomable cave. The soul-squeezing coffin that enfeoffed the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism is in this cave.

From the moment Wang Huan appeared, the Tianshi Mansion showed a look as if it was facing a great enemy, and its caution was much more serious than when facing Jiulong's birth. The camp of Yin people in the world was even more silent and quiet.

If the Nine Dragon Cave is compared to a chess game, the two sides of the game are the Demon Dao and the Heavenly Master Mansion.

For the monk, I am a bet, and for the Tianshi Mansion, the soul-suppressing coffin of the ancestor of the Demonic Dao is the bet.

The so-called opportunity, what else is there in the Dharma-Ending Age that is more likely to take on the word opportunity than the inheritance of magical and magical powers of the ancestors of the Demonic Dao?

Zhang Zhiyuan, the head of Longhu Mountain, cares whether I was Xie Liuyun back then, but the Tianshi Mansion doesn't care at all. I should have guessed this contradiction from the previous attitude of Huiji Temple towards me. Huiji Temple did not deliberately target me, but did not care too much about my life and death.

The monk was still as motionless as a mountain, and the Tianshi Mansion was not in a hurry to take action. Both sides were waiting for news about the Wushen City, and the Tianshi Mansion also waited for her to show her trump card.

It is related to the life and death of the demonic path and the comeback of the demonic path master. I don’t know how many great masters of the three realms are silently paying attention to this matter in the secret.

My wife's expression was like water and her eyes swept across the audience. When she looked at me, a moving smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This smile has been lingering in my heart for many years. She felt like she was suddenly looking back at the dim light. It seemed to be telling me that although there are many people in the world, there is only one in my eyes.

I noticed the smile on the corner of her mouth, and everyone present looked at me at this moment. She and I are husband and wife, and everyone is curious about my position today.

In fact, if Jiang Xueyang had not asked the gods to come down to earth to protect me first, and the head of Longhu Mountain had been taking care of me secretly, the Tianshi Mansion would have taken me as a hostage.

I saw her standing alone, wanting to row a rotten boat to find her and face the world's Taoist sect with her, but I knew in my heart that it was not the time.

When the leader of Longhushan appeared, he went to the head of the Tianshi Mansion, as if he had discussed something with them.

The people in the Tianshi Mansion were indifferent and unmoved. Seeing this, the head of Longhu Mountain sighed and walked towards the small hill where they were standing. I didn't need to guess that the head of Longhu Mountain and the Tianshi Mansion must be my business, but unfortunately the Tianshi Mansion did not sell Xie Liuyun's account.

Perhaps because I stole Xie Liuyun's life, I felt an instinctive intimacy towards the head of Longhu Mountain. Seeing that he was being put on the side and being coldly spoken by the Tianshi Mansion, I felt sad for him.

That day, after I felt the scene of the head of Longhu Mountain crying in Huiji after I was touched by Xie Liuyun.

I think the relationship between their fellow brothers must be very good, otherwise they would not still cry like the sea without any scruples after more than a hundred years apart.

It’s a pity that even though I stole Xie Liuyun’s life, it was not the same as him back then.

When I was sad, Jiang Xueyang suddenly asked me: "Do you know what is the biggest trump card in Longhu Mountain?"

"These are those nine humanitarian Dharma protectors." I didn't understand why, so I replied casually.

"The nine humanitarian Dharma protectors are at most trump cards of the Tianshi Mansion, but they cannot represent the power of the entire Longhu Mountain Zhengyi Alliance. The biggest trump card of Longhu Mountain is the leader of Longhu Mountain. His cultivation can only be described as unfathomable."

Jiang Xueyang is a stunning figure. She can tell the four unfathomable words, which shows how high the cultivation level of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Master is.

But I am a little surprised. If the Taoist practice of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain is really that high, why would I be suppressed by the Heavenly Master Mansion?

When I asked this question, Jiang Xueyang said: "This matter is related to Xie Liuyun's death. After Xie Liuyun's death, the head of Longhushan would have been self-esteem and no longer comprehended the practice. If I hadn't seen him dancing with a sword after drinking that year, I wouldn't have known that he was hiding so deeply."

Jiang Xueyang said that she first served as Quanzhen Sect to walk around the world and followed the Taoist customs to go to Longhu Mountain to worship. Not long after the Qingyuan Festival, she arrived at Longhu Mountain and was Xie Liuyun's death.

After a few polite words, the head of Longhushan suddenly asked her if she wanted to worship Xie Liuyun.

Walking in the world, Jiang Xueyang has always admired Xie Liuyun very much, and immediately followed the head teacher to Xie Liuyun's tomb.

Xie Liuyun's tomb is not in the cemetery of the Taoist sages of Longhu Mountain, but is buried alone in a remote valley. The valley is remote and the mountain road is difficult to walk, so the tomb is hidden deep in the valley.

It was late autumn, and there were many maple forests on Longhu Mountain, and Xie Liuyun's tomb was filled with red leaves. Obviously, no one had ever cleaned it, and the day of his death was not incense at all.

It is hard to imagine that the most amazing genius in the Taoist sect was buried in such a place after his death, without even a tombstone, only a shallow tomb.

The head of Longhu Mountain brought wine. Two jars of daughters, Hong, poured one jar on Xie Liuyun's tomb, and he drank the jar himself.

After drinking, the white-haired Longhu Mountain Master was drunk and pulled out the three-five evil-suppressing female swords around his waist and began to dance wildly.

"His sword is plain and unconventional, and not even a leaf is alarmed. But I could feel that he had tried his best, because after the sword technique was completed, Master Zhang's Taoist robe was soaked in sweat. I sighed for him at that time that time is so old. Even if he is amazing when he is young, who can resist the destruction of time? However, when I went to pay homage to Xie Liuyun several years later, I realized how outrageous I was."

Jiang Xueyang said that it was midsummer when she went to worship Xie Liuyun again, and it was the season when the mountains were green and green. There was no grass growing around the tomb where Xie Liuyun was buried, and there was no vitality.

She meditated in front of Xie Liuyun's tomb for seven days, and only after seven days and seven nights could she vaguely guess what was going on here.

"What happened?" I asked.

"The vitality of the entire valley was cut off by the head of Longhu Mountain with his sword intent."

"What level of sword technique is this?" I was shocked.

"You should be able to guess what realm."

"Is it like Xie Liuyun that the head of Longhu Mountain is also in the realm of harmony with the Tao?"

"Yes. No matter how strong the realm of the soul is, it will only be destroyed for a moment. Only by exploring the Tao of life and death can we cut off all the vitality for several years!"

Jiang Xueyang said that when she felt the Taoist intention left by the head of Longhu Mountain, she went to see him. The head of Longhu Mountain could see her intention at a glance and said something to her.
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