chapter 8 Pendora Taibai and Bird Road

"Next... From the perspective of normal people, it is a grand scene that is rare to see in a hundred years. You will see the saints of the major holy mountains, as well as a lot of masters and uncles who are in their prime. "Zayden Ximenez patted Yves Nixon on the shoulder: "But you have to remember that we are not normal people, so those saint sons are nothing, and uncle-level practitioners are nothing. To put it nicely, they are different people. The future hope and backbone of the Great Sacred Mountain, to put it harshly, most of them are rats who are neither good enough nor low. When we get out alive, I will teach you a sword technique that falls from the sky."

Yves Nixon's attention was not on the "sword technique falling from the sky". He chewed the first half of Zayden Ximenez words in silence.

Zayden Ximenez looked at the young man's hand that was clenching the bone flute and said with a smile, "Do you think you are a normal person?"

Yves Nixon has been holding on to this leaf-like bone flute.

Whether it was the big demon that escaped from the Valethorn underground, or the disciples of Path Ancestry and Heavenly Palace, facing them, Yves Nixon didn't have much fear in his heart.

If he can't escape, he can hold this bone flute.

No one knows the power of this bone flute better than him.

But things are different now. From the moment Zayden Ximenez showed up and those people hiding in the dark appeared one by one, Yves Nixon knew that no matter how tight he held the bone flute, there was nothing he could do.

Sometimes, there are some things that are not done by humans. Even if you risk your life, the result is still likely to be disastrous.

"You can't use this 'thing'."Zayden Ximenez said lightly: "At least you can't use it now. You have no cultivation, and you don't even have the starlight flowing in your blood. Even if I give you the immortal weapon, you won't be able to use it. What may change? No matter how weak these people are, they are at least important people who have a foothold in the Suillian. Keep this bone leaf and keep the wealth from being exposed. The incident of Sunlit Bead has taught you a lesson. If this bone flute If someone who knows the goods sees it, you know what the consequences will be."

Yves Nixon put away the bone flute.

The two of them stood in the wilderness outside Valethorn, and Zayden Ximenez took a gentle breath.

He looked at the "sky full of gods", so arrogant and expressionless, and rubbed Fanny Braddell's head.

"Mike Braddell is my master. He made me pick up the sword."

"Even though I encountered a lot of trouble after picking up the sword, I have never regretted it."

Yves Nixon took a closer look and found that Zayden Ximenez had a strand of long gray hair on his temples, swaying in the wind. This man didn't look very old, but he had a faint aura of years, sword aura in his sleeves, and courage all over his body. The long hair on the temples has a dusty smell.

The pearl is covered in dust, and if it is not opened, it will become dim forever.

Zayden Ximenez's eyes were as calm as a puddle of water, neither disappointed nor painful, but just calm.

"Ten years ago, after I went on a killing spree for the Pei family and offended these cultivating forces, there were not many left in this world."

"After she died..."Zayden Ximenez lowered his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said, "All I have left is a sword and a friend."

Yves Nixon noticed that the Sanqing bell in Zayden Ximenez's hand began to tremble slightly.

Sword energy filled the sky and fell on the head of Valethorn. The night was torn apart and the ground trembled.

Someone stepped on the hanging sword with a gloomy expression, "Zayden Ximenez! You killed forty-seven of my colleagues in Unbounded Ridge. How are we going to settle this debt?"

Someone fell behind Guan Verdant Gale of Heaven's Will Mansion Mansion. He was dressed in bright red and was hunting in the wind. After he stood firm, he put a hand on the scholar's shoulder and stepped out sideways. He could not suppress the murderous aura in his voice: " Zayden Ximenez, you hit me. The mountain gate of Heaven's Will Mansion killed my junior brother, but do you dare to come out and fight?!"

"Amitabha, what the donor said is different." A middle-aged monk wearing a white cassock came walking quickly, holding a palm in front of his chest with one hand, his upper body straight, his feet stepping on the rivers and oceans, the road was muddy, and he was carrying a treasure His appearance was solemn, but his whole body was as clean as glass, and he said with a compassionate expression: "Heaven's Will Mansion is the first of the four major academies, why should scholars be so murderous? Zayden Ximenez Zang has a fate with our Eastern Land, so why don't he discuss it with a poor monk? Second, if you are defeated, wouldn’t it be wonderful to enter my Spirit Peak and become a swordsman who has taken refuge in me, ringing bells and cooking smoke for my deceased brothers every day to resolve their karma?”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar in red clothes looked unkind and sneered: "You are a bald donkey who can't save yourself, but you still want to save Zayden Ximenez life? I guarantee that you people from Spirit Peak will not be able to get out of Pendora but Suillian!"

The monk softly recited "My Buddha's Mercy" and said with a gentle smile: "If it falls into the hands of Yingtian Heaven's Will Mansion and is burned with swords and fire, how can I gain the meditative concentration of this poor monk?"

The sword energy and firelight from the distance hit one after another, and when they fell on the ground, they shook for a while, splashing up pools of smoke and dust.

The originally dead silence Valethorn became noisy.

Master-level figures from all the major holy mountains came here in person, and the Holy Son followed behind his master-uncle.

Yves Nixon pursed her lips and looked at the absurd scene in front of her.

Uncle Dahongxiu of Heaven's Will Mansion waved his hand, and was about to take action to suppress the Spirit Peak monk.

The Unbounded Ridge were not aiming at Zayden Ximenez, but at other forces who wanted to take action.

Yves Nixon had a headache. He had thought that no matter what their motives were, these people who came to kill Zayden Ximenez had at least the same purpose in front of them, and they should at least be on the same front.

"In front of the Holy Mountain, there are always no friends. Only interests are eternal. For the sake of interests, we can temporarily become allies. For the sake of interests, of course, we can also turn against each other and become enemies."

Zayden Ximenez smiled and said softly: "They confirmed that I have no cultivation, so those people from Unbounded Ridge, Heaven's Will Mansion, and Spirit Peak dare to challenge me like this... For them , a person who has no cultivation now, no matter who he was in the past, even if he was immortal, all these are meaningless. Because now, whether to kill or behead, all depends on their decision. "

"So there is no need for them to be connected together, like stupid grasshoppers on the same boat."Zayden Ximenez's tone was a little cold, and he said: "They all want my head, but there is only one head, and each of them is broken." Taking a little bit doesn't mean you can take credit for the reward. At this point... you'll be faced with an uneven distribution of the spoils."

After saying these words, Zayden Ximenez shook his head.

"OK OK......"

Among the noise, a tired voice sounded.

The person who spoke had a very special identity, and his voice was also very special.

So everyone couldn't help but become quiet.

Zayden Ximenez hit the ground twice with the tip of his sword and said seriously: "I know you are very happy to see me...but if you continue to argue, what will be the consequences?"

Yves Nixon was a little stunned as she watched the man standing next to her raise a finger and click on each one one by one.

He pointed to the monk first.

"You want to spar with me? I still have a sword. Come and stand here and see if your meditation, which can withstand the fire of Heaven's Will Mansion sword, can resist my sword."

The monk's expression changed slightly.

His face was a little livid, he recited Amitabha, and said in a cold tone: "The poor monk is standing here. If the donor wants to draw the sword, please do as you please."

Yves Nixon saw the monk in Spirit Peak, the talismans bound to his legs faintly ignited, and the many forces gathered around him gave way, leaving a long path.

"This is called the magic walking talisman. He is ready to run away."Zayden Ximenez said to Yves Nixon with a smile: "It is human nature to run away if you can't beat him; if you can't beat him, you will slap him in the face to make him look fat. He obviously wants to You want to run away, but you are asking for help from the other side. This is called Spirit Peak."

The monk looked ugly and could only remain silent, turning his beads with his palms upright.

Zayden Ximenez grasped the hilt of the long sword with some difficulty, raised his arm, and the starlight fell on the sword. He slowly moved the tip of the sword, aiming at one force after another, whether it was the Holy Mountain or the academy, he had witnessed it with his own eyes. No one with a powerful iron sword dared to look at the sword's light.

Xu Zang laughed out loud from the bottom of his heart, and there was emotion in every word.

"I really miss you rats. Ten years ago, when I came to the mountain gate with my sword, you were like this, timid and afraid to show your face. Ten years later, I am really happy to see that you are still the same. "After the man with the sword finished laughing, he sighed and said: "You obviously think that I have no sword power, but you are worried that I am cheating. Everyone wants to take my head, and no one dares to be the first. Is it just because you are afraid of death?"

Yves Nixon thought silently in her heart, of course it was because she was afraid of death.

"I have no strength."Zayden Ximenez calmly spread his arms, and the iron sword fell to the ground with a clang.

When the sword fairy dropped the sword in his hand.

Heaven's Will Mansion's red sleeves narrowed his eyes.

The martial uncle of Unbounded Ridge began to make secrets.

The face of the monk in Spirit Peak became solemn, and the red talisman tied to his wrist and forearm began to glow faintly.

There are people from all directions on all the major holy mountains.

Their eyes did not stop at the ordinary iron sword that after it fell, a pool of dust was splashed on the ground, the whole sword body trembled back and forth, and finally it lay on the ground without making any sound.

Instead, it stayed on Zayden Ximenez's right hand.

Zayden Ximenez smiled brightly and held a bell in his right hand.

Path Ancestry's "three pure bells".

The dying man took a deep breath, raised his head, and threw the bell high into the air.

"Ding Dong——"

The sound of the bell was ringing, crisp and clear, hitting my heart.

Path Ancestry's three pure bells is the palace treasure of Purple Sun Palace. It can be held by people with different cultivation levels and has different effects. In conjunction with Path Ancestry mental method, it can shake people's minds at a light level, and shake the soul at a heavy level.

The sound Zayden Ximenez made could neither shake people's hearts nor shake their souls.

It's just loud.

Very loud.

Yves Nixon suddenly thought of Zayden Ximenez's words.

"After she died...all I had left was a sword and a friend."

The moment the bell rings in the sky.

A clear and violent cry sounded.

A fiery red figure in the distance, like a falling meteor, streaked across the sky in an instant. You could vaguely see it. It was a huge bird, with its wings spread out. The fiery red shadow scorched the eyes, coming from far to near in an instant.

The bell was held by someone.

It was a young Taoist priest with "childish face and white hair", stepping on the back of the bird, circling around in a circle, the air waves hit his face, and the red flames burned people. The young Taoist priest fell freely and landed in front of Zayden Ximenez. He slowly stood up, his Taoist robes billowing in the wind.

The red shadow above the head is a huge fierce bird with red flames flowing between its teeth.

The red flames hovering above the head of the young Taoist priest reflected a long snow-white hair, flying up and down in the wind, reflecting red light. Finally, the red light hovering like a mountain slowly converged and fell on his shoulders. The color faded, and unexpectedly It is a small and exquisite white bird.

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

It turned out to be a pigeon.

Silence fell.

After a brief moment of dead silence.

A young Taoist priest with snowy hair said the first words.

"Path Ancestry, Purple Sun Palace, Yaeger Zacks."

There is only one sentence.

The monk from Spirit Peak was the first to turn around without saying a word. The magic talisman burned violently and the earth trembled like a giant elephant running.

Heaven's Will Mansion's always strong-willed Uncle Da Hongxiu silently picked up the lantern, grabbed Verdant Gale, and suddenly disappeared into the dark night as the fire went out.

The Unbounded Ridge didn't say anything. He hurriedly turned the tip of his sword and swept back.

In just a dozen breaths, everyone disappeared completely.