Yes, that pen with a hidden immortality is the Guancheng pen of Maozhai, the four treasures of Maozhai.

That obviously extraordinary inkstone is the Dragon Tail Inkstone of the Four Treasures of Maozhai Town.

The middle-aged man who looked very ordinary was Liu Shisui, the latest saint in Yimaozhai.

He was born into a Taoist seed, a genius disciple of Liangwangfeng, a former Qingshan Sect, a scholar-official of the Western Kingsun, a senior executive of the Bulaolin, an elder of the Guocheng Temple family, and the only descendant of the Blood Demon Sect.

Of course, he also has the most important identity, that is, Jing Jiu's boy.

"It turns out that you are Duobao Scholar Liu Shisui." Huanxi Monk dusted off the soil on his body and said expressionlessly: "I saw you today, there are indeed many treasures."

Liu Shisui has so many identities, but he insists on talking about Scholar Duobao, which shows that he is really embarrassed at this time - Scholar Duobao is a bit low-level, and even reminds people of tyrants.

Liu Shisui was still as calm and honest as he had hundreds of years ago, without being stimulated by words, and said, "Yes, I am Liu Shisui, and I have been to many places. I know the magical powers you know, but you don't know some of them, and your magic weapons are not as good as me."

His tone was very plain, just plain and straightforward, without any sensation, but it formed a stronger sarcasm effect.

The happy monk was silent for a while and popped out a rosary with his fingers.

The rosary came to the edge of the atmosphere and suddenly shattered, emitting countless lights, flowing like a waterfall, covering the entire foggy mountain city.

If you look from a distance, you can probably think of the scene where the ancient bell lands.

The rosary must be an extremely high-level magic weapon of Zen. Liu Shisui was still silent, took out a small black flag in his hand and waved it towards the sky.

The little black flag emitted endless chills, and there was a ghost banner hidden in Devil's cry.

The sound of Devil's crying was counteracted with the Buddha's singing in the clear light, and the turbid flags burst out from the wind, and they were about to sweep the happy monk in.

The ghost banner had a very strong gloomy meaning. I don’t know how many ghosts were sacrificed and then held in it.

The monk's fingertips moved slightly, crushed a rosary, turned into a vajra, blocking the ghost banner.

Another huge roar was unintentional. He was knocked back between the rocks all over the ground, his face was a little pale and his eyes were even colder.

"The Ten Thousand Soul Banner of the Blood Demon Sect!" He looked at Liu Shisui who was walking on the lotus clouds in the sky and said, "No matter whether you are a junior in the temple, a scholar in the vegetarian school, or a disciple of Jingyang, you dare to restrain your soul and refine it. It is even more evil than what I want to do. How can you have the face to live on the right path?"

Liu Shisui said: "I did not use the soul to refine this banner, I just soaked in the Styx for three hundred years."

His voice was still steady, and there was no emotion in his tone, but it still made people feel that this was a kind of mockery.

There are countless soul fire remnants in the Styx River. Without intelligence, it is not life. Even if it is just fragments, it is enough to give this Ten Thousand Soul Banner great power. What is even more terrifying is that the foundation of this banner seems to be a higher-level magic weapon. In this way, even the Ten Thousand Soul Banner of Chisong Zhenren was not as good as this banner.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner came like a curtain of rolling sky, covering the sky and the sun, rolling up the vajra, and in just a moment, there were faint rust marks on its surface. Even the lower section based on black jade also showed some blood-like marks, which were about to defile its essence and destroy its treasure.

The monk Huanxi took back the vajra and finally took out the most powerful magic weapon - the Great Nirvana.

The great Nirvana emits countless calm but solemn Buddha lights, killing all the black smoke that comes with the banner.

Who would have expected that Liu Shisui didn't care about the loss of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner's Yin Qi, and continued to wave forward and smashed it down like this.

Could it be that he wanted to use the Ten Thousand Soul Banner to display the Qingshan Sword, or the ghost sword of the Nanqi lineage?

The monk Huanxi thought about this, but he was not afraid at all and directly used the Great Nirvana to go up.

The black smoke disappeared, and the black banner could not go further. The seemingly ordinary metal plate contained three thousand worlds and six paths of reincarnation, so how could it be controlled by ten thousand souls?

But at the next moment, a loud bang sounded in the sky of Fujiyama City for the fourth time!

The sound was extremely loud but not straightforward.

It is not like thunder, but more like a bell, and it is a broken bell.

Some abandoned farms and transportation facilities nearby were immediately shocked.

The wind was howling, the snow was gradually subsided, and the sand and stones were rolling around.

"It's not Aoyama Kendo..."

The monk Huanxiu wiped off the golden blood at the corner of his lips with his slightly trembling right hand, and his expression was a little confused. If Liu Shisui used the Qingshan Sword Dao to control the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner, he would not care, because he also understood the Qingshan Sword Dao, but the great power like heaven and earth that came from the Great Nirvana that moment was obviously not the case.

He looked at the Great Nirvana, and his expression changed slightly. If all things are invincible with one sword, then the Great Nirvana is like the Qingtian Mirror, which is the most powerful defensive heaven-level magic weapon in Chaotian Continent. But at this time, a small pit appeared below the right side of the Great Nirvana - it was not very conspicuous, but it was a pit after all.

He looked up at Liu Shisui, and said inconsolably: "What is that?"

Liu Shisui took back the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, reached out to take out a black square jade seal from it, and introduced: "It is the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld."

The monk looked at the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld in his hand, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, and sighed softly, with a sense of self-deprecating.

In a normal story, in his situation, he had to ask, "How many treasures do you have?", and then maybe Liu Shisui took out a bell and took out a ruler... Why bother?

The rosary moved gently between the fingers, and the happy monk calmed down and said, "There is a world and all things in the great Nirvana, and you will never be able to break it."

Yes, even if Liu Shisui has a Ten Thousand Soul Banner, a Dragon Tail Inkstone, and a Guancheng Pen, he cannot break the defense of the Great Nirvana.

As for the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld, it did indeed smash the Great Nirvana into a small pit, which also hurt the golden body of the monk Huanxi. But if he really wanted to break the Great Nirvana... I am afraid that before the purpose is achieved, the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld will collapse a big horn. What should I use to inlay at that time? Can his young junior sister with a very strong temper agree?

"I have another magic weapon, I want to try it." When Liu Shisui said this, she was not as calm and calm as before, and she felt a little unconfident.

The monk Huanxi felt a little weird and thought that since that's the case, why did you use that magic weapon to make the last blow? But since it was the last blow, it must be the strongest blow. He stretched out his right hand to aim at the sky, and a light mirror was born between his fingers, and countless Buddhist mantras flowed in it, turning slowly.

The great nirvana also slowly turned.

The breeze blows slowly.

It seems like passing through the tower forest of Guocheng Temple, the winds of the pine sea.

After saying this, he put away the Ten Thousand Soul Banners and the Seal of the Emperor of the Underworld, sat cross-legged in the air, closed his eyes, and began to calm his breath.

With such a formation, you can imagine that the magic weapon that will take action will inevitably have great power.

The buzzing sounded across the outskirts of Wushan City, as if something was vibrating at high speed.

The breeze between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared.

The remaining snow on the ground became very bright.

That's because a flying sword appeared between heaven and earth.

The flying sword is very slender and short, with a silvery body, with an extremely smooth and bright surface.

The happy monk looked slightly stern, and only then did he realize that he was shocked by Liu Shisui's various magic weapons, and he actually forgot about this sword!

When he thought of this, the silver sword had already arrived in front of him.

The clouds in the distance were shattering and shattering, and the remaining snow on the ground was as bright as burning. The flying sword was hidden and winged, with unimaginable sharp sword intent and indescribable spiritual energy, pierced on the surface of the Great Nirvana, giving people a strong feeling that the sword was alive!

In the sound of swords all over the sky, you could vaguely hear a sound - I'll come!

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Many years ago, the Lord of Bihu Peak, Lei Potian, stole the Thunder Soul Wood and gave it to Taiping Zhenren in the Sword Prison because Taiping Zhenren promised to give him two swords. Later, Lei Potian was imprisoned and went crazy when he was imprisoned in the Sword Prison. He only knew that he kept shouting at the bottom of the well: There is no one, what about two?

One is all things.

Two is non-dual.

This small silver flying sword is the Bu Er Sword.

The Bu Er Sword is one of the main swords of Qingshan Jiufeng Peaks, and the main sword of Liangwang Peaks, but it was taken away from Liangwang Peaks by Jingyang many years ago.

It looks ordinary and small, but has a very high level, just below the sword of all things, slightly better than the Chuzi Sword and far surpass the other main swords, including the Fusi Sword.

Bu Erjian followed Jing Yang Zhenren for countless years, and even ascended to the dark universe for a look, then was thrown to Liu Shisui.

For hundreds of years, Bu Er Jian turned into a sword bracelet, stayed honestly on Liu Shisui's wrist, followed him with the manure water for growing vegetables, the water on the edge of the kimchi jar, and the smelly ink used to write. Occasionally vibrated and buzzed a few times. Except for Zhuo Rusui who showed his sharpness when he was in the Xihai River Bun Qingshan Sword Formation, he had never really turned into a flying sword to fight.

Today its sword light finally illuminates the world. To start the first battle, it is facing a person like Happy Monk and a magic weapon like Nirvana.

From this point of view, it is somewhat similar to Liu Ada's fate.

Liu Shisui was not confident, but actually did not trust it, worried that it would turn around and run away when she looked at such a formation.

After all, Jing Jiu had a bad review of it hundreds of years ago, and it has not performed very well over the past few hundred years.

Time has changed a lot after all.

When a boy becomes an adult, the sword spirit is gradually born.

The silver flying sword was even more confident than Liu Shisui. Without any retreat, it stabbed into the great Nirvana.

The Great Nirvana is very strong, but the truly powerful barrier is not itself, but the world in small metal grids.

Only by passing through those worlds can one contact the essence of the great nirvana.

The Bu Er Jian is the sharpest sword in Chaotian Continent except Jing Jiu’s right hand, but can it pass through the barriers formed by all things in the world?

Accompanied by the bright sword light, the remaining snow on the ground suddenly rose, and the cliff rock turned, facing the monk Huanxi with a relatively sharp one.

The world in the suburbs of Wushan City was filled with sharp sword intent. The warships fleeing to the distance and the soldiers on the spacecraft looked here through the remote monitoring system. Just when they saw the brightness, they felt a little sore in their eyes. The next moment, the monitoring equipment was destroyed.

Such a lush and dense sword intent, such a strange phenomenon in the world, is somewhat similar to the scene of Jing Jiu and Xilai in Ohara City, and it even looks like Xue Ji was holding Jing Jiu's hand and flying towards the nine black suns in the sky.

"The fifth one is here."

He once held a slowly rotating stone, looked at the Bu Er Sword that was stabbed on the great Nirvana, felt the sword intent between heaven and earth, and said with emotion.

The ancestor Qingshan, General Li, Jing Jiu, Xilai, and Liu Shisui at this time, all came to the last step in Qingshan Sword Road.

All things are one.

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To be continued...