But Lu Chunyang, seeing that the white-haired woman still had no affection for him, resolutely closed the window. He was depressed for a moment, his heart ached, and he felt that everything in the sky had lost its color. He wanted to raise his head and let out a long howl, and wanted to draw his sword and fight someone, but he thought, what's the point?

What’s the point if you’ve already lost the love of a thousand years?

Life and death, all things, this sword, what does it matter? !

Nothing could be more sad than this. Lu Chunyang was depressed and felt that everything had lost its meaning. He left this place step by step like a lost soul. He threw all the other great sages and senior brothers behind him and did not care about them at all.

This is the way a person with great affection and emotion is. Even the falling flowers are filled with sadness in Lu Chunyang's eyes.

I ran down the mountain with sorrow and grief in my heart. Suddenly, I heard a surprised and tender voice at the foot of the mountain. It was like the fragrance of thousands of flowers gathered together, but it was an elegant female fragrance. Then, I couldn't believe it and said in an almost trembling tone: "You are... Brother Lu..."

Lu Chunyang raised his head and saw a petite and plump beauty in front of him.

She had fair cheeks, big and innocent eyes, but her hair was tied up in a bun. At first she couldn't believe it, and then her eyes turned red and her body trembled. Lu Chunyang, who was sad and worried, said, "It's you... Xiaodie..." The plump beauty spread her arms and threw herself into the arms of the sword immortal. She exerted such force that the sword immortal staggered back a step and fell into the flowers, with the flying petals rising. Feeling the trembling and warmth of the beauty in his arms, Lu Chunyang sighed.

It makes me sad, but we can meet again. Isn't this destined by heaven?

Our reunion.

Amidst the sadness in his heart, a beautiful feeling of compassion and remembrance rose up. It was precisely because the sadness before was from the heart that the warmth that rose up at this moment, as if the subtle beauty of relying on each other in the rain, was also pure. He hugged the beauty, rested his chin on her forehead, and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay, Brother Lu is here."

The beauty shed tears like pear blossoms in the rain, suddenly raised her head and kissed Lu Chunyang on the corner of his mouth.

There was only tenderness left in the sword immortal's eyes.

The beautiful feeling of sadness, mixed with the reunion, makes people sigh even more.

Beauty is a great favor.

Lu Chunyang——

He once again forgot his cheap senior brother.

…

After a long time of reunion and talking to each other, Lu Chunyang finally remembered his business. The girl Xiaodie asked, "But, Brother Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Chunyang held the woman's hands and said gently, "Why are you here?"

The woman was so bewitched that she repeated the reason for her visit and whispered, "Brother Lu, please follow me." Then she took Lu Chunyang to a very secret and secluded place, which was full of monsters, ranging from great monsters to monster fairies. One of the tall men frowned slightly and said, "Miss Die, what do you mean by this?"

"Why did you bring someone like this?"

As he spoke, his anger almost exploded immediately. These monsters all raised their weapons and looked unfriendly. Lu Chunyang raised his eyes slightly, pulled the woman, and naturally protected her behind him. He raised the sword in his right hand, and the sword energy was fierce. The cold murderous aura directly countered these monsters, especially the leading demon fairy, who only felt his neck go cold, as if he dared to take action.

That terrifying murderous aura could chop off your head in an instant.

In an instant, I was covered in cold sweat.

The woman called Miss Die quickly introduced: "This is the owner of Guangbao Mountain, the Ironback Cangshan Demon King."

"This is the master of Cuifeng Cave, Senior Hellfire Dragon Ao."

"It is the blood of the dragon clan, but it turns water into fire, and is best at killing."

"This is..."

Lu Chunyang smiled and said, "I recognize this person. He is a demon king from the lineage of the Green-eyed Jade Scorpion, a large demon clan."

The leader is brimming with power at the peak level of an earthly immortal, and is an extremely rare force among the eighteen major clans of the demon race. His aura is deep and heavy, as well as sinister. The poison is so fierce and fierce that, according to legend, even Buddha cannot stand it and his mind is shaken.

"So many heroes of the demon race gathered together, I wonder what's going on."

The demon king of the Jade Scorpion lineage looked at the lazy Taoist in front of him and said slowly: "Thirteen sword scriptures discuss all the sword arts in the world, and then break them with one sword. I, Yu Zhizhang, have heard of your great name for a long time..."

"Lü Chunyang is unrivaled in swordsmanship."

As a result, all the monsters in the place changed color.

Seeing the lady Die, whose beauty was known all over the place and whose appearance was both feminine and innocent, hugging the Taoist's arm, with infinite intimacy and tenderness in her eyes, he was puzzled and became even more angry with the sword fairy. He said, "No matter who it is! We have formed an alliance and do not welcome outsiders like you!"

"right!"

Yu Zhizhang raised his hand slightly, and the monsters quieted down. He said calmly, "When we were in Jinzhou, the Sword Immortal once tried to stop the plan of the Green Lion lineage, so to some extent, it is in our interests. I am afraid that we are here today to intercept the Green Lion's plan, right?"

Lu Chunyang, who came here because of the beauty, thought about it and answered frankly, smiling:

"You're right!"

"But there is one thing I don't understand. Aren't you all from the demon clan? Why? Does it mean that the Blue Lion's becoming a saint and the demon clan's power becoming stronger is not a good thing?"

Yu Zhizhang laughed hoarsely and said, "Oh? It seems that the Pure Yang Sword Immortal doesn't believe us."

Lu Chunyang smiled, raised his sword, and said, "I believe in you all."

"My sword, however, does not believe it."

A majestic and calm sword intention filled the air. Lu Chunyang was the most unrestrained and carefree person. His free-spirited character was as well-known as his reputation for chivalry. Yu Zhizhang was confident that he would not lose to this Taoist priest, but if they fought at this moment, they would be exposed, which would be unpleasant. He was silent for a moment and said lightly:

"The dignity of our race cannot allow a piece of trash who was born a slave to become a great sage."

Lu Chunyang seemed to be thinking: "Oh? Slave..."

Yu Zhizhang said calmly, "The Blue Lions of ten thousand years ago were slaves of our clan. The natural treasures that our clan needed to use for their magical powers were extremely toxic. Blue Lions have thick skin and flesh, and our ancestors used their magical powers to change their constitutions. It's better to say that the reason they turned blue was because of the poison that they took for generations."

"Let them develop the property of toxin resistance, similar to that of our clan's direct descendants, so that they can be used as drug slaves for drug testing."

"Every member of my tribe will have ten accompanying blue lions."

"Every time there is a breakthrough, the elixir is taken by the Green Lion first."

"If the Green Lion is alive, we can take the pill and break through. If the Green Lion dies, it means that the pill is too poisonous and cannot be taken."

Lu Chunyang said: "So, are you worried that the Blue Lion will take revenge after becoming a saint?"

Another tribe, the Jiaolong tribe, which had bought a lineage of blue lions from the Jade Scorpion, sneered, "Is it not possible?"

"My tribe once bought a lineage of blue lions and used them as slaves. If they turn the tables one day, won't they seek revenge?"

"Hmph, seven thousand years ago, the so-called Great Blue Lion Sage's famous battle was when he led seven lions to kill our ancestors and saved thousands of blue lions. Later, he was hunted down by our ancestors on the way to escape, and half of his seven brothers died. Doesn't this count as a blood feud?"

"What's more, the title of Great Sage is the highest honor for the demon race."

"How can I let someone who is of lowly origin and like a slave own it?!"

"Isn't that a shame for the demon race?"

"that is!"

The monsters were furious, but the Tiebei Cangshan Bear sneered, "What's more, he is a treacherous and cunning fellow. He even tricked us into coming here this time. We might as well take advantage of his trick and ruin his good deeds!"

Lu Chunyang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What do you mean?"

Tiebei Cangshan Xiong shook his hand and threw a jade slip to Lu Chunyang, saying: "You will know when you see it yourself!"

Lu Chunyang laughed, and his spiritual sense swept over the jade slip. The words inside were written in a graceful and elegant manner:

[Past grudges, long-cherished wishes, fighting each other for ten thousand years. 】

[The children of the clan, how hard it is! ]

[I invite you here to settle grudges. I hope that my generation and I can put aside the killing of each other. The grudges started when we were predecessors, and will end in our hands. Then, we, the younger generation, will no longer have to bear the killing and hatred.]

[The Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Lords, the six realms sink together, use this body as a sword, settle grudges, and open up a new path forward! ]

[The road ahead is endless, I hope you can walk with me, enjoy the killing together, and think of it as romance! ]

Tiebei Cangshan Xiong sneered, "Humph, put aside your grudges and invite us here?"

"You think this is true?!"

"How can this be true?"

He said categorically: "This cannot be the case!"

"You are cunning and deceitful. You only invited us with such a high-sounding reason. If we don't come, wouldn't it be a loss of dignity? And then you catch us all here in one fell swoop. Humph, a slave is a slave. Even if you have improved your cultivation, you still only know how to play these disgusting tricks. You are cunning and despicable in your heart. After all, you are not worthy of being on the stage. You don't know what is heroic!"

The monsters were indignant.

Saying things like slave, lowly bastard, etc.

Lu Chunyang looked at Yu Zhizhang, who lowered his eyes slightly. Lu Chunyang knew that these monsters were worried that this was a trap, but at the same time, they were even more afraid that this was not a trap, but an open invitation. This was a more grand and empty place, with greater fear and uneasiness, forcing them to break this possibility.

However, after all, it was the Great Sage who broke through the realm, which would inevitably lead to great changes in the demon clan.

Maybe we can use it to... disrupt the situation and rescue that senior brother...

Otherwise, the blue lion really cannot be defeated.

So Lu Chunyang raised his sword and smiled, saying, "Of course, that's it."

After hearing the approval of the Sword Immortal Chunyang, the monsters seemed to get a great satisfaction. Lu Chunyang cursed the Green Lion with them, drank with them, laughed with them, and got along well with the monsters at an astonishing speed. With his carefree and casual personality, he immediately started to treat them as brothers.

Yu Zhizhang looked at the Chunyang Sword Immortal who was laughing.

The latter was arm in arm with the rest of the monster tribe, and made several beautiful monster tribe members blush.

As if noticing Yu Zhizhang's gaze, Lu Chunyang turned around, smiled and raised his hand.

There is a beauty in his arms, there are beauties in front of him, there is fine wine in the cup, but his eyes are as cold and peaceful as the bright moon in the sky, which never hesitates.

Yu Zhizhang muttered to himself silently:

“The more chaotic the situation, the clearer the mind.”

“All things are like clouds, my heart is like the sun and the moon, the wind rises and the clouds disperse, but the sun and the moon remain.”

"When you see love, you forget about it. When ...."

"The most difficult and painful path of the mortal world is reflected in every move. Great love and cruelty are all in this body."

"What a Taoist swordsman, with a pure yang body."

…

Qi Wuhuo lacked the understanding of the demon clan's formation, and the process of replacing the formation was almost completely stagnant. Finally, the young Taoist made a decision, pointed at the formation, and said to the old man next to him: "In this case, we can only choose to cut off the ritual, and then set up other formations here."

"The purpose is to give birth to the spirituality of this holy fetus."

Emperor Dongyue asked: "Then what should we do?"

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and said, "This formation is extremely complex and detailed. The foundation of the Great Sage Qingshi is mixed into this holy fetus. Any disturbance in advance will cause him to sense it. Therefore, there is only one time to do it, to interrupt the ritual and seize the holy fetus..."

The young Taoist priest sat cross-legged, his black eyes deep and calm.

It seems to reflect everything.

“For all living beings, the moment they relax their guard is the moment they are about to succeed.”

"Before he breaks through immediately, cut off the ritual, and then immediately activate the Holy Fetus."

"This is the only chance."

Emperor Dongyue said: "...Okay, I understand. Although this step is dangerous, it is indeed the most likely to succeed. I will cover you when the time comes, but kid, remember."

The old man rubbed his head and said:

"The purpose is to break the ritual of breaking through. Once it is broken, you have to leave here."

"The foundation of ten thousand years, the struggle between the great emperors, you can break this balance with such weak strength, which already surprises me, but the final fight of fists and feet is not something you can participate in."

"Stay alive, you know?"

"When the time comes, don't look back, leave immediately."

He whispered, "This way, you can live."

The young Taoist remained silent.

Emperor Dongyue sent him out, then turned around and looked at the holy fetus. A complicated expression appeared on the old man's face, but he finally smiled, closed his eyes, and said, "These years have really been very kind to me..."

Even if the ritual was broken, it would only prevent the Green Lion from setting foot on the Great Sage with the strongest foundation, but his strength was still there. Even if it was just breaking the ritual and taking back the land veins of Jinzhou, it was already a very gratifying thing for Emperor Dongyue. And to see a child from Jinzhou standing here and completing this revenge with him, the old man almost laughed to tears.

Very good.

Very good……

When Qi Wuhuo returned to the courtyard, he saw the gorgeous demon sage Huang Yao again. Huang Yao was sitting on the fence facing the lake. He waved at the young Taoist nonchalantly and said, "Hey, kid, you're back?"

The young Taoist priest had become accustomed to the mysterious appearances of this demon sage.

Even if he wasn't a great sage in charge of fighting, he couldn't tell what was going on. He asked, "Are you here to look for Little Pengcao?"

"She's in there."

"Little Pengcao? No, no, no, I'm here to see you."

Qi Wuhuo was slightly startled: "Hmm?"

Huang Yao jumped down and stood on the ground, saying, "Don't you want the demon clan's formation? This lady is generous and thinks that if you know the demon clan's formation, it is indeed more likely to break the ritual and achieve my goal. So, today I will teach you the core of the demon clan's formation."

Huang Yao smiled.

The young Taoist frowned slightly, and then looked at Huang Yao.

Thoughts in my mind are fluctuating.

Although he seemed calm, there were ripples and a hint of anger in his eyes.

Still maintaining the tone, he said calmly:

"Little Pengcao, I came to find you?"

"She sold herself to you?"

!!!

Huang Yao paused for a moment, looked at Qi Wuhuo, sighed, stretched out his hand to twirl the hair at his temples, and said to himself:

"So, I really hate guys like you."

"Rather, my blood just hates people like you."

"Why, without the talent for divination, there are people like you appearing in the human race from generation to generation..."

The wind blew past, and the young man's hair on his temples lifted slightly, just like the hem of the beautiful woman with golden eyes.

She spread out her fair palms and smiled playfully: "You guessed right."

"And what's your answer? What is it?"

"Unparalleled."

"Master, there is no doubt."