Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 1119

The illusion of the three worlds is the entrance test for the disciples of the Divine Sword. At that time, the first realm was presided over by the head of the past life, Chu Hanjing. The second realm tests the disciple's talent and comprehension in the present world, and it is impossible to inherit the magic of the divine sword if it is not a high-quality tool. The future world of the third realm is the most mysterious, and what I see is not the same, but it is probably a glimpse of the future, which is of great help in practice.

This time, the Great Sword Sect has been replaced, and the test of the illusion of the three worlds is different. It reverses all the laws and common sense in the human world. After all, it is mixed into a fog. How to harvest depends entirely on fate. Many cultivators hurriedly entered to undergo the test, and then came out in a trance. They did not know why, and there were not a few people who were crazy and confused, went into the devil, and even became enlightened.

Some people gained monstrous mana in the fantasy world, and their temperament changed greatly. Some people lost their cultivation and changed their minds carefully. Some people enter the valley for a moment, but they say that a hundred years have passed. Some people leave today, and there is no news, and they will reappear in the world in a thousand years. It is just a dream of rotten Ke.

The magic of the three-world illusion is mysterious, it can reverse the real illusion, penetrate the universe, and the great supernatural power is incredible. It is enough to see the peerless elegance of Han Lingsha Sword Sect, the first in the Six Realms. Everyone in the world says that the joy of hearing the Dao is so great that it will not end in death in the last kalpa. Having had such an experience, as a cultivator, I can already tell people that this life is not in vain.

In such a hurry, two months have passed, and the New Year is approaching, and people outside the Divine Sword Valley are still bustling, just to witness the appearance of the new Valley Master.

Chu Hanjing is getting thinner and thinner, and now she is no longer in front of people. As the days of Tiangong approached, the calamities on the earth became more and more intense.

The Kunlun Heaven Replenishing Formation is nearing completion. If you can obtain the Water Spirit Orb and use all the five spiritual treasures, you can activate it immediately. At that time, a great formation will be used to mobilize the sword of the Kunlun Dingyun Sect, determine the universe, move the stars, push the gods far away, and then use the five spiritual beads to reshape the roots of heaven and earth, and calm the atmosphere of the human world. Eh, it can cut off the cycle of reincarnation in the six realms. Since this world is free and independent, all living beings are happy and contented, free from the disturbance of gods, devils, and monsters. This is an unprecedented achievement since the creation of the world.

Before the decisive victory, there is only one true leader of the pack to rule the right path. This person is still going through the test in the three-world fantasy realm. The situation of the six worlds is all gathered in this square inch. Once it changes, it is the pattern of flying dragons in the sky.

Tang Xuejian set up the Rainbow Shadow Sword and threw himself into the lake.

She was dressed in red, and walked under the continuous rainy day. The vast plains were cracked everywhere, and the mountains and rivers were blue and black. Looking around, there was no grass on the earth, only the black mountains that stood like a wall in the distance. At the top of the peak, a few iron-like bald trees stretched out into a clump, and the branches of spears and halberds pointed to thousands of miles away.

The vastness of the world was wrapped up in a silent and hoarse cold atmosphere.

The desolate scene of the cold moon slightly illuminated the tortuous road before Tang Xue met.

This long tortuous road crossed the cracked pitch-black field, and climbed the steep rocky mountain full of bald trees, leading her to jump down from the other end of the mountain, pointing to a valley surrounded by mountains. To a square city of blue bricks.

Tang Xuejian did not know how far and how long she had traveled. The rain here did not stop, the puddles on the ground were not overflowing, the moon on the horizon did not move, and the wind whispered a few times. , and cried for a while after a while.

She was facing such a miserable scene, and finally reached the gate of the city. She didn't know whether it was the east gate or the west gate, or the south gate and the north gate. In short, she arrived at the place. Guarding.

Tang Xuejian came over, and when they were far away, the two ghosts at the gate of the city seemed to be extremely tall, about six feet tall. When she came to the door, and looked at the two ghosts, they were even shorter than a slender woman like her. Look at them with green faces and fangs, clumps of muscles, like squat wooden stakes, one expression is always anger, the other is always ecstatic.

"Dare to ask the two generals, what city is this?"

"This is the gate of hell."

"Ask the two honorable names?"

"The last general Shentu." "The last general Yu Lei."

Tang Xuejian nodded slightly, the two ghosts turned around and called the city gate open, and she stepped in. The forehead of the city gate was dark, and when the gate was closed, three words appeared, but it was "faceless country".

Sedum crossed the battlefield, and the corpses of the ancients of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were lying on the ground. The night was dark and purple on the dome in the east half, and it dispersed, and the stars were sparsely lit up. Heaven and Han were looming.

The soldiers of the two countries lay down on the ground, with a demure appearance, their dead gray eyes staring at Sedum step by step, walking towards the towering blue-brick stone city.

The cold sunset of the sun shone a straight road through the battlefield. There are no corpses on the road, only the yellow grass, full of red flowers. Sedum crossed the sea of ​​flowers and came to the city gate.

The two green-faced ghosts in front of the door were tall when viewed from a distance, but short when approached.

Jing Tian squinted at the two ghosts, but before he could say a word, the two ghosts took the lead in clasping their fists and saluting, "His Royal Highness, the king has a request."

"Prince?" Jing Tian laughed, "I'm not a prince."

"There can be no mistake, Your Highness Longyang, the princess has been waiting for your return."

"Who is the princess?"

"Naturally it's Princess Nightshade."

Sedum raised his hand to caress his chest, the blue jade orb in his arms disappeared without a trace.

He looked up at the forehead of the city gate, it was dark, and there was no name.

"What city is this?"

"Naturally it is the capital of the Jiang country."

The gate of the city opened, and Sedum stepped in. When the gate was closed, three words appeared on the forehead of the gate.

Xu Changqing had been waiting for the opening of the Third World Fantasy for a long time, so he hurriedly entered.

After passing through Jinghu Lake, the universe shifted in a trance.

When he came back to his senses again, the sun was shining brightly in front of him, the sky was clear, the sky was blue, the mountains were hanging in the sky, and the clouds and smoke circled around his waist, full of Taoism.

After a long absence, this is the sect of his Nianzi here.

On the Xianqiao Ferry on the Hanging Mountain, Xu Changqing strolled onto the suspension bridge of cumulus clouds and walked towards the main peak.

Under the bright and sunny sun, the rare and precious flowers and treasures on the main peak were shining brightly, and the rosy clouds were all over the place, and there was a majestic bluestone city.

The bridge deck is ups and downs, and swaying in the wind. One accidentally fell into the void and shattered his bones. Xu Changqing has lived for two decades. He grew up in Shushan since he was a child. The rope bridge, he knew that although the wind was strong, the iron rope was strong, so he could only be calm and walk on the clouds without hindrance.

He saw the white and dazzling clouds on the Xuankong Mountain in the distance, leaping like a long dragon, ups and downs, sparse and sparse throughout the sky, such a bright and good weather, but there is no longer there his beloved teacher, friendly classmate, Xu Changqing Unconsciously shedding tears, in this life, he can no longer go back to that Shu Mountain. Even revisiting the old place will not help and only add to the sadness.

When he was depressed, there was a strong wind on the bridge, and the iron rope trembled. He was so frightened that he hurriedly reached out to grab the guardrail, but he couldn't hold it. Falling from the top, at the time when life and death were in danger, Xu Changqing suddenly settled down. He was originally a cultivator, and he always had a pure mind. Since he knew that this place was illusory and impermanent, he would naturally take away distracting thoughts.

It's a pity that even if he has nothing else to do, the wind is still blowing all the time, and he only grabs an iron rope in a hurry. The clouds under my feet are so strong that it makes people's hair stand on end. Fortunately, he finally grabbed the chain and climbed up with strength. At this moment, this Shushan Gaodi is actually powerless, and he knows the mystery of the illusion, which is very reasonable and can be measured. There is no other way.

Climbing like this, the chain stretched longer and longer, faster than he climbed. It was only a short while ago, and the whole body was immersed in the clouds, and he could no longer distinguish between north, south, east and west. Xu Changqing looked up, and the iron chain was endless. Peeping down, the long rope stretched endlessly, and he simply no longer climbed upwards, nor did he fall. Shi Jiayan turned back to the shore. He didn't learn the monk's argument, so he let go of his hand, dropped the chain, and plunged into the boundless cloud.

Twenty years in this body, the pain and happiness are less like a mud, it is better to jump into the blue sky and travel freely in the past.

He fell into the sea of ​​​​clouds, floated around, and fell unconsciously from the clouds, but just happened to reach the main peak of Shushan. Originally, the hanging mountain should be above his head, but now it is under his feet.

The two green ghosts guarding the gate outside the city gate, full of indigo, angry faces, and full of majesty, shouted coldly when they saw him: "Sinner Xu Changqing, why can't you linger in the Kunlun Dungeon, if you trespass, don't blame someone. The gun has no eyes!"

"Since I am a sinner, I am naturally willing to be thrown into prison, and I will not be wronged if I die."

"Okay, okay, you really don't leave the road to heaven, there is no door to **** to find yourself, the door to the prison has been opened, this time there will be death and no survival, but are you willing?"

"Exactly."

"But there are still grievances to be made?"

"Nothing."

The two ghosts laughed wickedly and called Kaichengmen. Zhu Hu opened in the babbling sound, and seeing the darkness in the doorway, it must not be a good way to go. Xu Changqing gathered up his courage and stepped into it quickly. When the city gate was closed, three words appeared on the forehead, still "Country Without Faces".

According to the Supplement to the Haijing Shuyi, the heavenly star fell in the North Sea, and the emperor established the kingdom of ghosts and barbarians, and was outside the six realms.

Tang Xuejian stepped into the city, and at first glance, there was a straight stone street with many signboards and lanterns. The moonlit night was still crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder.

The people in the city are full of ragged clothes, disheveled hair, half-covered secrets, no care, running around in the streets and alleys, jumping or jumping, chasing and making trouble, all of them are full of joy, enough to make people feel happy, only The same is not good. No matter whether they are male or female, they have no seven orifices on their face, no eyes, ears, nose, and nose, and they scratch like a door and a wall. Reckless, looking very terrifying.

The girls of the Tang family are really brave people, and she is also apprehensive when she sees it, and she is not willing to watch it for a long time. She thought to herself, the two gatekeepers said that this place is the gate of hell, and these must be ghosts. It is rumored that ghosts have grievances, and they often say that Taoism is born from the heart, and it is inevitable for these ghosts to look strange. She saw that the shops on the street were full of dazzling sights, and the ghosts in front of the door were fierce, but when she looked closely, there were not half of the customers in the shops, which was really bleak.

The crowd was pushing, and Tang Xue walked into a tavern without realizing it. It was a strange thing to say. Tang Xuejian headed into the restaurant, and a lot of messy idlers poured in. In a blink of an eye, the originally deserted wine shop was full of guests, and the tables and chairs were full of guests. Taking up all of them, even leaning on the hall column, sitting on the threshold, or squatting on the counter, the small shop was stuffed with no place to stand.

A guy in a bunt came out from behind the counter, quickly squeezed to Tang Xuejian's side, nodded and bowed, put his hand on his face and made a "mouth" shape, and when he opened and closed his fingers, he really made a sound, "Ouch! Grandma, the store is not well served, what would you like? I'll bring it up for you, little one!"

"It's funny how you talk, why do you call me grandma?"

"Hoo! Damn it, the little one, your boss has a lot of it, order it to come down and let the little one ask you to do anything!"

"Don't talk like a slave, it's annoying to listen to."

Tang Xue saw a word, there was some movement in the store where the table was shaking and the chair was bumped, but now there was no sound, and it was already audible for needles to fall.

There was an old man dressed as a boatman on the table next to him. He tapped the table lightly. When Tang Xue saw him looking sideways, he put his hand on his face, and sighed between his fingers: "Don't talk, don't talk. Be careful with three feet above your head."

"Thank you for letting me know."

The man who ran the hall immediately made a smiley face with his finger, sang fat, and recommended Tang Xuejian the famous wine and side dishes in the store. If you want to say that this city is also strange, people are also strange, and the wine and food sold in the city are also strange. . Tang Xuejian gave Tang Xuejian the names of nineteen dishes in her breath, none of which she had heard of, such as stewed pearls, stewed with three officials, stir-fried Hou, and a series of eight kinds of fine wines, coral stuffed, matchmaker tears , Bazhenqing, I have never heard of it, except to confuse the diners, I am afraid it is mostly gimmicks.

Tang Xue saw that she was a newcomer, although she did as the locals did, but if she dealt with it indiscriminately, it would not look good.

"Look at what you said, of course money is used for bills."

"what money?"

"Netherworld Tongbao!"

"Do you accept gold and silver?"

"Hoo!" The man running the hall screamed in horror, and everyone around him suddenly left the shop, not daring to stay for a moment.

When people walked away, there was a lot of babbling and overturning, messy and noisy, but in a hurry like a burning butt.

In the blink of an eye, the tables and chairs in the shop were tilted upside down, as if they had been looted by robbers. Half of those who were watching the fun were gone. Tang Xuejian turned his head and looked around. She shivered behind the counter.

She has come this way, she is actually very hungry, not to mention the cultivator's inedias, she is powerless now, how can she indulge. With a single word, he accidentally provokes fear of the businessman. Tang Xuejian had no choice but to go out, and when she looked back, the clerk behind the counter leaned out and made a scolding gesture with her hands on her face. Seeing her turn her head, she shrank back in horror, and the trembling became even worse. .

Tang Xuejian didn't bother him, and as soon as he went out, the street was already empty and silent.

She also said that it was her words that scare away the ghosts all over the street, but she didn't know that there was a golden lacquer chariot at the end of the street.

The golden chariot fluttered three inches off the ground, causing thirteen sturdy faceless people to pull the rope in front, and there were hundreds of servants and servants. The posture was great, but he passed through half the street without making a sound. When Tang Xue looked back, she caught a glimpse of a blue, watery orb embedded in the top of the frame. She was startled and didn't know the When the chariot approached, he was suddenly overjoyed, because the treasure seemed to be a water spirit pearl. I don't know what character is in the frame, but this time I said that it would take a lot of effort to earn this water spirit bead.

At this moment, she was close to the motorcade and was about to dodge, not wanting those faceless people to fear her more like a tiger, she retreated three feet, and walked around from her side, Tang Xuejian was trapped in the crowd, seeing Na Hua As the chariot approached, the thirteen trackers pulling carts bowed their heads and walked quietly and quickly in front of her.

Tang Xuejian felt even more luxurious and beautiful at this moment, and the treasure was like a cloud of clouds.

She speculated on this side, and the curtain of the frame opened a corner. Tang Xuejian took the opportunity to look at it and met a pair of shadowy eyes. It seemed that there was a woman in the car, and her face was hidden in the dark. , but the eyes were sad and mournful, and they seemed familiar.

The motorcade passed by her without realizing it, leaving Tang Xue to see a person standing quietly in the middle of the street. Not long after, the faceless Chinese people who had been hiding in the past flooded the street again, and the joy seemed to be endless.

She stopped a pedant on the side of the road and asked if she knew the nobleman who had just taken the carriage.

"Yo ho, you don't even recognize that aunt? That's none other than the most wealthy Ziyi Hou in the Faceless Kingdom."

Tang Xue frowned. The tone of these ghosts was really unpleasant. They had a three-pointed slick air. Thinking about it, without the physical body, the ghosts wandered, and naturally they became so neither yin nor yang. She couldn't bear to talk more, thanked her, and chased in the direction that Huaran had gone away.

Out of a street, facing a building, there is a stage for the troupe, and the stage is now singing. The babbling chorus floated out, and she stopped outside the door and listened to it for a while.

Tang Xuejian didn't like these dramas when he was growing up, but singing lyrics was popular. Such a refreshing pastime had a unique flavor.

After hearing this, she came back to her senses, looked around, and circled around the restaurant, and found that the Chinese carriage was parked outside the narrow door on the side of the building, and the dazzling water spirit bead was also embedded on the top of the frame. on.

Tang Xuejian thought to himself, this Ziyi Hou cannot be said to be Zi Xuan, a descendant of Nuwa, and he also prefers Ziyi, and there is this water spirit pearl as proof. Just why does she also appear in this ghost gate? Is it a coincidence, or is there a mystery?

Exactly how, it has to be really clear to the other side.

Tang Xuejian went back to the main entrance and stepped into the building. At this time, there was another gong banging on the stage, and in the midst of a series of chirps, a warrior with a gun and a sword came up.

She could clearly see that Wusheng was also a faceless Chinese, but his face was painted with pastels and a mask, so it was so vivid that he could do all kinds of expressions, and then used the costume to cover up his red skin. It looked brand new, and there was no ghostly appearance at all.

As soon as she entered the building, all the spectators under the stage turned their heads. These ghosts were all dressed in silk and satin. They were obviously rich or expensive. Their faces were also painted, but they were not very complete. Some were missing eyes, some were missing. The nose, and some have two mouths, that is, the drawing is crooked. When these wealthy people saw Tang Xuejian, they were all noisy, and they didn't know what they were scolding.

Tang Xuejian was startled and was about to exit the door. When he turned around, he saw a faceless ghost in silk. He apologized to the distinguished guests on all sides and dragged Tang Xuejian to the backstage.

"You said you have made a face mask, why did you run off the stage? This is breaking the rules! After the play is over, I'll clean you up. Now it's your play, come on up."

This person is the head of the troupe, so he couldn't help but say that Tang Xuejian was so confused on stage.

As soon as she came to the stage, she saw that Wu Sheng was standing in a T-shaped step, holding a hollow fist in one hand and a jacquard gun in the other, righteous thinking Bai Qiqi, looking at his back, generous and heroic, and then looking at the nobles under the stage, all of them were dazzled Fascinated.

Seeing that Wu Sheng's recitation was almost exhausted, it was Tang Xuejian's turn to speak, but she didn't know what kind of drama this was, she was not from this place, this dynasty.

That Wu Sheng suddenly turned around and looked back at her.

Draw eyebrows and temples to outline a familiar face.

"Sedum!" Tang Xuejian blurted out.

Sedum entered this so-called capital city of Jiang Guo, which did not look like Jiang Guo at all, but rather like he came to the underworld. Everyone here looks weird, especially one face has no facial features, which is really scary enough. people.

As a newcomer, one must be careful, but fortunately, everyone in the city seems to recognize him and speaks politely.

He crossed the street and came to the foot of a palace city. He looked up and saw the word "Ginger" on the forehead of the city gate. Then he saw that the city wall was so dilapidated that it seemed to have been weathered by wind and sand. There was a sense of despair, and there were thousands of faceless people standing at the foot of the city wall, all of them looking up and staring, like stone statues standing still.

Sedum passed through the crowd and saw the city gate shatter and fall into the dust. He looked back before entering the city, and the faceless Chinese were still looking up, as if waiting for a big show to start, as if waiting for someone to cash in on one. eternal promise.

He snorted coldly, turned his head and walked into the city, crossing the dust and dirt, babbling in his ears, a young woman's clear song rang out.

Sedum passed through the doorway, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

The ancient Jiang Kingdom is famous for its brocade, and the people live in their positions, enjoy their careers, and do things like their fathers. The palace is not so grand, perhaps not as good as the mansion of the wealthy Yin family in later generations. Sedum looked at the scene and everything in front of him, and felt kind.

"Brother!" A blue-clothed woman rushed out of the hall, stood on the Dan Ma, looked out, beckoned, and called out loudly.

When Sedum saw her, he immediately took two steps forward and stood still, in shock.

The one in the blue shirt was not someone else, it was nightshade.

When she called out again, Sedum finally strode forward, ran up the steps, and hugged the blue-clothed Solanum nigrum in her arms.

Nightshade laughed out loud.

Life and death are separated, and now we finally meet again in the previous life.

"Long Kui, who am I?"

"Brother is brother, Xiaokui doesn't care who you are."

Jingtian was glad that Xie Jianxian returned the seven souls. Even if he was haunted by demons, he only said that at this moment, if he could have a lively heart to feel the joys and sorrows, it would not be in vain for the sufferings in the future.

"This time you are not allowed to go again, and you are not allowed to be stupid again."

"Why did Xiaokui leave brother? We will be together forever, forever and ever."

Hearing this, Jing Tian only hugged the nightshade even harder.

Chapter end