Chapter 730
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The sun rises from the East, and the light spreads all over the world. At this time, the lake at the top of wanjian mountain in Guangzhou is completely surrounded by green gas, and even the sunlight is hard to penetrate.
Between the Green Qi surging, muronghe's response fell down. The girl Jiansheng stood up from the ground and looked up at the green lotus above her head. In the center of the green lotus, she seemed to see a man sitting in a sitting position. However, she turned into a sword, a green sword.
Then Jiansheng bit his lips, and a faint voice of inquiry came out:
"master, I don't understand."
When the doubts fell, a serious look flashed in Jiansheng's eyes, and then he continued to say:
"what you have always told me is that you are loyal to your own heart, and that you are fearless when you are out of the sword. However, what you have done at this time is still puzzling to me.
"Before March, a strong enemy attacked and was killed. After my master closed down, I went to the White Emperor's palace to see his majesty. His majesty told me that the next sage of Da Xiarong who abides by the law of Da Xia was not joking. His Majesty's words were also very reasonable to his disciples. Therefore, I'd like to thank his Majesty's long'en for his master and tens of thousands of disciples from wanjian Pavilion, but."
Speaking of this, Jiansheng's eyes are staring at the green lotus above. After a pause, he opens his mouth again:
"however, the master has made such a choice now. I don't understand! It's not original intention, it's not pure! "
As a teacher and father for life, Jiansheng is just an orphan abandoned in Wanjianshan. Therefore, muronghe is not only the master but also the father for her, so she still kneels on the Bank of the buried sword Lake. However, the three puzzled words fully express the girl's anxiety, complexity and unacceptable mood.
With the girl's words ringing from the sky, the huge green lotus in the sky once again blooms outward. Countless green spirits soar in all directions again, covering the sky and the sun, reaching a total of 400 Li. In the induction of Jiansheng, the figure inside the green lotus, or the sword, is clearly counted.
Then, in the green lotus, the dim figure that overlaps with the sword gently opens his eyes. In the whole sword Lake below, the countless swords of Dao soul, as if being called by some kind of call, slowly float upward. The sword blade is straight above the green lotus, and then another echo from muronghe continues to ring through the sky:
"my son, I can understand your puzzlement, But you have to know that being a teacher represents not only the wanjian Pavilion, but also the whole kendo. There must be a balance between the whole lake, the lake and the temple. Being a teacher is the sharpest sword in the whole lake. "
Jiansheng raised her head, just as she looked up at her master when she was a child. However, her eyes were full of complexity. She continued to ask, "master, are you still pure at this time?"
"Of course, becoming a saint is the heart of a teacher all the time, and the word" cause and effect "is emphasized in the world. My numerous accumulation and inheritance of Kendo are all eliminated by the master of the summer in the Bai emperor's palace. Naturally, I want to find out the illusory chance from him."
At this point, the thick voice from above stopped a little, then muronghe closed his eyes again, and the voice continued to pass down:
"to master a sword, you must go all out, because there is no hand left for pure sword!"
Murong he has already expressed his attitude. Then Jiansheng no longer speaks, but kowtows heavily to Qinglian again. After getting up, he turns his head and heads down the mountain. It's just the back of the girl who left. He doesn't live up to the heroism before, but with a strong sense of desolation.
Under the tomb of sword Lake, tens of thousands of sword Pavilion disciples, including the elder elders, have spontaneously gathered in the huge square in the center of wanjian Pavilion loft, waiting for the latest news from the lake.
Their expressions are complicated and dignified, because everyone knows that from this moment on, they, the disciples of wanjian Pavilion, will be the enemy of the whole Daxia, but they are the natives of Daxia. The emotion of tearing at both sides makes all disciples confused and silent. Therefore, these disciples need the one who has been the leader for months The master of Shao Pavilion.
At last, at the end of the mountain top, the figure of girl Jiansheng in white appeared. However, in the eyes of all the disciples, the girl's steps were even a little bumpy, and her face was completely bloodless. Even her originally heroic eyes were dim.
Seeing this, the elders of wanjian Pavilion looked at each other's eyes and saw something bad in each other's eyes. They hastened to move forward, but before they got close, they saw the girl open her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground.
"Master Shao Pavilion!"
"I'm fine!"
The girl's white dress was red with blood, but she stood up and stumbled towards the front. At this moment, the girl who was born to practice sword completely lost her exquisite heart.
"All the disciples of the sword pavilion are allowed to stay in their respective chambers within seven days. Those who violate the rules will be dealt with by the patriarchal clan system."
A faint voice came out of Jiansheng's mouth. Then she refused the help of her disciples. She walked alone through the huge square of the gate of wanjian Pavilion and went to the largest attic in the family.When the girl's figure completely disappeared in the attic, Murong and opened his eyes in the green lotus. Murong and he opened his eyes and murmured: "son, you are too young. The higher you cultivate and the longer you live, you will find that the road is full of troubles."
The sun rises into the sky, but the heavyweight bombs that have caused countless waves in the early morning are just the beginning of the storm. After brewing and fermenting, they are sweeping across the whole summer in all directions.
In fact, it's not just the girl Jiansheng. In the city below the mountain, countless people who heard Murong and Xiazhan tie are also full of doubts and puzzles. They urgently need to know the reason.
For a long time, although Mu Xingrong he is recognized as the most powerful person under the sage, he has never gone down the mountain for more than ten years. Gradually, the Kendo overhaul, which is regarded as the sword saint by all the sword users, has gradually become the totem of the wide area city and even the whole Guangzhou.
Whenever friars and travelers travel here, there will always be people in Guangzhou pointing to the sword mountain, and saying with pride:
"have you seen the mountain like a sword? It's wanjian mountain. Muronghe is on that mountain."
But now everything is changing like a flash of lightning. When muronghe uses that piece of war script to wake up the whole city, and when the infinite green gas spreads for 400 Li, everyone knows that the sky of the whole Wan City will change soon.
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The sun rises from the East, and the light spreads all over the world. At this time, the lake at the top of wanjian mountain in Guangzhou is completely surrounded by green gas, and even the sunlight is hard to penetrate.
Between the Green Qi surging, muronghe's response fell down. The girl Jiansheng stood up from the ground and looked up at the green lotus above her head. In the center of the green lotus, she seemed to see a man sitting in a sitting position. However, she turned into a sword, a green sword.
Then Jiansheng bit his lips, and a faint voice of inquiry came out:
"master, I don't understand."
When the doubts fell, a serious look flashed in Jiansheng's eyes, and then he continued to say:
"what you have always told me is that you are loyal to your own heart, and that you are fearless when you are out of the sword. However, what you have done at this time is still puzzling to me.
"Before March, a strong enemy attacked and was killed. After my master closed down, I went to the White Emperor's palace to see his majesty. His majesty told me that the next sage of Da Xiarong who abides by the law of Da Xia was not joking. His Majesty's words were also very reasonable to his disciples. Therefore, I'd like to thank his Majesty's long'en for his master and tens of thousands of disciples from wanjian Pavilion, but."
Speaking of this, Jiansheng's eyes are staring at the green lotus above. After a pause, he opens his mouth again:
"however, the master has made such a choice now. I don't understand! It's not original intention, it's not pure! "
As a teacher and father for life, Jiansheng is just an orphan abandoned in Wanjianshan. Therefore, muronghe is not only the master but also the father for her, so she still kneels on the Bank of the buried sword Lake. However, the three puzzled words fully express the girl's anxiety, complexity and unacceptable mood.
With the girl's words ringing from the sky, the huge green lotus in the sky once again blooms outward. Countless green spirits soar in all directions again, covering the sky and the sun, reaching a total of 400 Li. In the induction of Jiansheng, the figure inside the green lotus, or the sword, is clearly counted.
Then, in the green lotus, the dim figure that overlaps with the sword gently opens his eyes. In the whole sword Lake below, the countless swords of Dao soul, as if being called by some kind of call, slowly float upward. The sword blade is straight above the green lotus, and then another echo from muronghe continues to ring through the sky:
"my son, I can understand your puzzlement, But you have to know that being a teacher represents not only the wanjian Pavilion, but also the whole kendo. There must be a balance between the whole lake, the lake and the temple. Being a teacher is the sharpest sword in the whole lake. "
Jiansheng raised her head, just as she looked up at her master when she was a child. However, her eyes were full of complexity. She continued to ask, "master, are you still pure at this time?"
"Of course, becoming a saint is the heart of a teacher all the time, and the word" cause and effect "is emphasized in the world. My numerous accumulation and inheritance of Kendo are all eliminated by the master of the summer in the Bai emperor's palace. Naturally, I want to find out the illusory chance from him."
At this point, the thick voice from above stopped a little, then muronghe closed his eyes again, and the voice continued to pass down:
"to master a sword, you must go all out, because there is no hand left for pure sword!"
Murong he has already expressed his attitude. Then Jiansheng no longer speaks, but kowtows heavily to Qinglian again. After getting up, he turns his head and heads down the mountain. It's just the back of the girl who left. He doesn't live up to the heroism before, but with a strong sense of desolation.
Under the tomb of sword Lake, tens of thousands of sword Pavilion disciples, including the elder elders, have spontaneously gathered in the huge square in the center of wanjian Pavilion loft, waiting for the latest news from the lake.
Their expressions are complicated and dignified, because everyone knows that from this moment on, they, the disciples of wanjian Pavilion, will be the enemy of the whole Daxia, but they are the natives of Daxia. The emotion of tearing at both sides makes all disciples confused and silent. Therefore, these disciples need the one who has been the leader for months The master of Shao Pavilion.
At last, at the end of the mountain top, the figure of girl Jiansheng in white appeared. However, in the eyes of all the disciples, the girl's steps were even a little bumpy, and her face was completely bloodless. Even her originally heroic eyes were dim.
Seeing this, the elders of wanjian Pavilion looked at each other's eyes and saw something bad in each other's eyes. They hastened to move forward, but before they got close, they saw the girl open her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground.
"Master Shao Pavilion!"
"I'm fine!"
The girl's white dress was red with blood, but she stood up and stumbled towards the front. At this moment, the girl who was born to practice sword completely lost her exquisite heart.
"All the disciples of the sword pavilion are allowed to stay in their respective chambers within seven days. Those who violate the rules will be dealt with by the patriarchal clan system."
A faint voice came out of Jiansheng's mouth. Then she refused the help of her disciples. She walked alone through the huge square of the gate of wanjian Pavilion and went to the largest attic in the family.When the girl's figure completely disappeared in the attic, Murong and opened his eyes in the green lotus. Murong and he opened his eyes and murmured: "son, you are too young. The higher you cultivate and the longer you live, you will find that the road is full of troubles."
The sun rises into the sky, but the heavyweight bombs that have caused countless waves in the early morning are just the beginning of the storm. After brewing and fermenting, they are sweeping across the whole summer in all directions.
In fact, it's not just the girl Jiansheng. In the city below the mountain, countless people who heard Murong and Xiazhan tie are also full of doubts and puzzles. They urgently need to know the reason.
For a long time, although Mu Xingrong he is recognized as the most powerful person under the sage, he has never gone down the mountain for more than ten years. Gradually, the Kendo overhaul, which is regarded as the sword saint by all the sword users, has gradually become the totem of the wide area city and even the whole Guangzhou.
Whenever friars and travelers travel here, there will always be people in Guangzhou pointing to the sword mountain, and saying with pride:
"have you seen the mountain like a sword? It's wanjian mountain. Muronghe is on that mountain."
But now everything is changing like a flash of lightning. When muronghe uses that piece of war script to wake up the whole city, and when the infinite green gas spreads for 400 Li, everyone knows that the sky of the whole Wan City will change soon.
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The sun rises from the East, and the light spreads all over the world. At this time, the lake at the top of wanjian mountain in Guangzhou is completely surrounded by green gas, and even the sunlight is hard to penetrate. Between the Green Qi surging, muronghe's response fell down. The girl Jiansheng stood up from the ground and looked up at the green lotus above her head. In the center of the green lotus, she seemed to see a man sitting in a sitting position. However, she turned into a sword, a green sword. Then Jiansheng bit his lips, and a faint voice of inquiry came out: "master, I don't understand." When the doubts fell, a serious look flashed in Jiansheng's eyes, and then he continued to say: "what you have always told me is that you are loyal to your own heart, and that you are fearless when you are out of the sword. However, what you have done at this time is still puzzling to me. "Before March, a strong enemy attacked and was killed. After my master closed down, I went to the White Emperor's palace to see his majesty. His majesty told me that the next sage of Da Xiarong who abides by the law of Da Xia was not joking. His Majesty's words were also very reasonable to his disciples. Therefore, I'd like to thank his Majesty's long'en for his master and tens of thousands of disciples from wanjian Pavilion, but." Speaking of this, Jiansheng's eyes are staring at the green lotus above. After a pause, he opens his mouth again: "however, the master has made such a choice now. I don't understand! It's not original intention, it's not pure! " As a teacher and father for life, Jiansheng is just an orphan abandoned in Wanjianshan. Therefore, muronghe is not only the master but also the father for her, so she still kneels on the Bank of the buried sword Lake. However, the three puzzled words fully express the girl's anxiety, complexity and unacceptable mood. With the girl's words ringing from the sky, the huge green lotus in the sky once again blooms outward. Countless green spirits soar in all directions again, covering the sky and the sun, reaching a total of 400 Li. In the induction of Jiansheng, the figure inside the green lotus, or the sword, is clearly counted. Then, in the green lotus, the dim figure that overlaps with the sword gently opens his eyes. In the whole sword Lake below, the countless swords of Dao soul, as if being called by some kind of call, slowly float upward. The sword blade is straight above the green lotus, and then another echo from muronghe continues to ring through the sky: "my son, I can understand your puzzlement, But you have to know that being a teacher represents not only the wanjian Pavilion, but also the whole kendo. There must be a balance between the whole lake, the lake and the temple. Being a teacher is the sharpest sword in the whole lake. " Jiansheng raised her head, just as she looked up at her master when she was a child. However, her eyes were full of complexity. She continued to ask, "master, are you still pure at this time?" "Of course, becoming a saint is the heart of a teacher all the time, and the word" cause and effect "is emphasized in the world. My numerous accumulation and inheritance of Kendo are all eliminated by the master of the summer in the Bai emperor's palace. Naturally, I want to find out the illusory chance from him." At this point, the thick voice from above stopped a little, then muronghe closed his eyes again, and the voice continued to pass down: "to master a sword, you must go all out, because there is no hand left for pure sword!" Murong he has already expressed his attitude. Then Jiansheng no longer speaks, but kowtows heavily to Qinglian again. After getting up, he turns his head and heads down the mountain. It's just the back of the girl who left. He doesn't live up to the heroism before, but with a strong sense of desolation. Under the tomb of sword Lake, tens of thousands of sword Pavilion disciples, including the elder elders, have spontaneously gathered in the huge square in the center of wanjian Pavilion loft, waiting for the latest news from the lake. Their expressions are complicated and dignified, because everyone knows that from this moment on, they, the disciples of wanjian Pavilion, will be the enemy of the whole Daxia, but they are the natives of Daxia. The emotion of tearing at both sides makes all disciples confused and silent. Therefore, these disciples need the one who has been the leader for months The master of Shao Pavilion. At last, at the end of the mountain top, the figure of girl Jiansheng in white appeared. However, in the eyes of all the disciples, the girl's steps were even a little bumpy, and her face was completely bloodless. Even her originally heroic eyes were dim. Seeing this, the elders of wanjian Pavilion looked at each other's eyes and saw something bad in each other's eyes. They hastened to move forward, but before they got close, they saw the girl open her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood and fell directly to the ground. "Master Shao Pavilion!" "I'm fine!" The girl's white dress was red with blood, but she stood up and stumbled towards the front. At this moment, the girl who was born to practice sword completely lost her exquisite heart. "All the disciples of the sword pavilion are allowed to stay in their respective chambers within seven days. Those who violate the rules will be dealt with by the patriarchal clan system." A faint voice came out of Jiansheng's mouth. Then she refused the help of her disciples. She walked alone through the huge square of the gate of wanjian Pavilion and went to the largest attic in the family.When the girl's figure completely disappeared in the attic, Murong and opened his eyes in the green lotus. Murong and he opened his eyes and murmured: "son, you are too young. The higher you cultivate and the longer you live, you will find that the road is full of troubles." The sun rises into the sky, but the heavyweight bombs that have caused countless waves in the early morning are just the beginning of the storm. After brewing and fermenting, they are sweeping across the whole summer in all directions. In fact, it's not just the girl Jiansheng. In the city below the mountain, countless people who heard Murong and Xiazhan tie are also full of doubts and puzzles. They urgently need to know the reason. For a long time, although Mu Xingrong he is recognized as the most powerful person under the sage, he has never gone down the mountain for more than ten years. Gradually, the Kendo overhaul, which is regarded as the sword saint by all the sword users, has gradually become the totem of the wide area city and even the whole Guangzhou. Whenever friars and travelers travel here, there will always be people in Guangzhou pointing to the sword mountain, and saying with pride: "have you seen the mountain like a sword? It's wanjian mountain. Muronghe is on that mountain." But now everything is changing like a flash of lightning. When muronghe uses that piece of war script to wake up the whole city, and when the infinite green gas spreads for 400 Li, everyone knows that the sky of the whole Wan City will change soon. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
