Los Changfeng eyebrows he heard this sentence meaning a little surprised tunnel "emperor tears he came to see you? Still looking for Tianjiu Blade? "
Mo Dao said, "He was injured by a Taoist, and all the people in the world can cure him except the senior brothers."
Luo Changfeng asked urgently, "What did he say?"
Mo Dao said, "Why don’t you ask him if the injury has healed?"
Luo Changfeng said to himself, "Since I have seen Tianjiu Blade, I have naturally returned to the peak."
Mo Dao nodded and said, "He said that after ten thousand years, you can only get the recorded map of Xuanyuan God, but the theory of the power of the cat’s disk is that the river of retrograde time is still downstream and both of you can inherit it."
Los Changfeng said "confused! Although I entered the country, I may not be equal to Sendai, but I may not deviate from the river of time when I take advantage of the opportunity to shuttle. "
Mo Dao explained, "Now you won’t be in the future, so you may not be."
Luo Changfeng looks up at Mo Tao. "Even after many years, I am at the peak of God’s introduction …"
"What about Jun Tiantu?"
Mo Tao suddenly interrupted Luo Changfeng.
Luo Changfeng was silent. He entrusted Xuanyuan God’s record map to half the city. After ten thousand years, he could get this map himself. So, is it both interesting and intentional? Controlling the overall situation of the day, but trying to end the troubled times, in the end, it’s just a dream in which others marry.
Luo Changfeng was silent for a long time. "So he plans to live to be ten thousand years later?"
Inexplicably lost, the emperor burst into tears, and Luo Changfeng was an irreconcilable enemy. This feeling is very strange, just like losing a bosom friend.
"Where did he go?" Luo Changfeng asked
"peak"
Luo Changfeng seems to have guessed the answer with a long sigh. "It turned out that he didn’t intend to live …"
The stone chamber was quiet for half a cup of tea. During the kung fu period, Mo Dao sat opposite and didn’t disturb until Luo Changfeng calmed down. "Are you waiting here?" Mo Tao looked down at the chessboard.
Luo Changfeng knows that if the mystery falls in this 19-way chessboard, it is the view of dozens of interest. Luo Changfeng holds the black hand and takes the plate.
As the dark settled, a mysterious illusion rolled around and scattered outside the chessboard, passing through Luo Changfeng and Mo Dao’s body and face, and the scene turned around in an instant.
……
There is an evergreen tree at the foot of Luochangfeng Mountain. There is a pavilion. There is a stone table in the pavilion. There is a figure sitting next to the stone table. Who is it?
I didn’t think much of Luo Changfeng picking up the steps while the breeze brushed his face. He stepped into the pavilion and sat opposite the Tianjiu Blade. It seems that the person who wants to play by himself is not Mo Tao Mo, but Tianjiu Blade.
"You’re here?" Tianjiu Blade said exactly the same thing as Mo Dao, with a calm tone and no waves.
"Brother Tian Jiu’s leisure is elegant," said Luo Changfeng.
Instead of answering, Tianjiu Blade smiled and said, "If what you said was true in the troubled times ten thousand years ago, this war will be won, and you will be victorious because of the troubled times ten thousand years later. The law of cause and effect is also doomed to completely eliminate the aliens. Since everything is legal, I will be persistent and eager for this moment?"
Luo Changfeng laughed. "I didn’t expect to open the nine blades and believe in fate."
Tianjiu Blade said, "I don’t believe in fate, I don’t believe in fate, I believe in cause and effect, and I hope that all practitioners can live forever and all beings are holy."
Tianjiu blade stared at Luo Changfeng’s eyes for a moment, and asked Luo Changfeng to be black first.
Swing the chessboard, Luo Changfeng takes the lead.
Tianjiu blade followed closely
At one time, the black-and-white struggle flourished, and the struggle for ten thousand years seemed to have evolved on this chessboard, and the layout rose, and then the brain flashed and thundered.
Dream back to ten thousand years, he saw Shen Tianxin and chess sword double armor Li Taibai playing in the snow, and the first half of the game was actually laid out by himself and Tianjiu Blade.
"Is it me in the first half?"
"Is it my chess game?"
He sat in the same place with a face of horror and his eyes were distracted, which made him look hollow.
But I don’t know that at this moment, heaven and earth are all in the same force, and Luo Changfeng Yuan Shen has an out-of-body experience, such as the creation of the earth, and the method of revealing the edge is used to view the road of epiphany.
Chapter 25 Have the first hand
Luo Changfeng, a stone chamber, was already sweating unconsciously from a trance, and he looked down at the chessboard with a lingering fear that the black in his hand had not yet settled.
He looked up again at the young Mo Tao Mo, who seemed to know everything. He smiled and said, "What a magnificent country!"
When Luo Changfeng heard the words, he lifted his front and bowed to Mo Daochang. He was about to speak when Mo Daochang suddenly reached out and said, "Don’t worry, thank me."
Los Changfeng paused a little confused.
Mo Dao added, "Have you learned the magical power in the last incomplete sky map?"
Luo Changfeng nodded his head. Now that the emperor’s tears have looked for Tianjiu Blade and Mo Dao, it is no longer a secret that Xuanyuan God recorded the map.
Now, the seven pictures of Jun Tian have been floating in the world, leaving five catalogues to be the blade of Tian Jiu.
Mo Dao smiled, raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and five clouds of cloud-shrouded light were connected end to end, as red as a rock, and a stone was made to fill the sky. full of green Shennong’s hundred sketches were silvery and firm, and the flowers were washed and the sword was washed. The golden light was full of good fortune, and the black gas was rich, and the thunder rushed to swim 100 thousand soldiers. The five sky maps were so impressively displayed that the hot luster was at your fingertips.
Luo Changfeng quietly watched the five residual pictures, and his eyes flashed with amazement. "What does he mean?"
Mo Dao said, "My senior brother has realized that the magical power has entered the realm of Xiao Sunday. For him, these catalogues are still there."
Luo Changfeng doesn’t believe this kind of rhetoric. Jun Tiantu has been a treasure since ten thousand years. Even if you do your best, you will be no weaker than the list of magic weapons. The butcher knife, the cat’s paw and the eye are at its peak. The war is anxious, and the help of Jun Tiantu has left a guarantee and a chance of winning.
Mo Dao added, "Brother also said that since you came from ten thousand years ago, since you said that the nine blades were robbed in troubled times ten thousand years ago, and you ended up screaming at the clouds, then it is important that this war has a good day, because the triumph belongs to history, and he is history."
Luo Changfeng solemnly said, "It is only when Jun Tian Tu is blessed that history and triumph will appear."