Zhuge jumped onto the rock before dawn, and the judicial Qingyun was obliquely inserted on the rock, which was simple and unpretentious, but magnificent, giving a very heavy feeling.
Zhuge grasped the hilt of the judicial Qingyun with both hands and tried hard with both arms, intending to pull the judicial Qingyun out of the rock.
However, the judicial Qingyun seems to be connected with the rock, which is hard to shake. No matter how hard Zhuge tried, the blade was stuck in the rock but did not move.
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Chapter 51 Plain face
() "I said you can’t afford it, or change a fairy sword …" PangXin son cheerfully.
Zhuge’s eyes flashed with a sharp mans, and the real force was instilled into his arm. A faint white light emerged, and he shook the huge iron sword again. The seven-star treasure body of the earth is famous for its strength. This time, the rock actually shook.
"Hey!"
A sword sounded, and the judicial Qingyun was actually pulled out a foot. The rock trembled. Zhuge stood on the rock before dawn, clutching the hilt with both hands and shaking violently.
"Hey!"
The blade was pulled out again and gradually broke away from the bondage of the rock.
"get up!"
At this moment, Zhuge Liang’s arm surged with a strong white light, and his arm became glittering and translucent. With a violent sword chirp, the judicial Qingyun was really pulled out by him, and the huge iron sword was moved by him, and the rock at the foot crashed and shattered.
The blade and hilt of Judicial Qingyun are integrated into one mass, which is simple and simple, even higher than Zhuge’s dull. The generous blade gives people a heavy feeling, and the iron sword is held in the hand by Zhuge’s dull, just like a big shovel.
"Wow, it’s really pulled out!" PangXin son exclaimed.
"Hey!"
Zhuge Liang resisted the iron sword on his shoulder, slightly panting, and pulled the sword out of the rock, and Zhuge Liang unexpectedly oozed a little sweat from his forehead.
"Are you really going to use this sword?" Pang Xin’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.
"Yes, this will be my sword in the future. I want this sword to shine again in my hands, and no one can stop it!"
"You idiot, I’m too lazy to talk to you!" PangXin son looking turned away.
Two people walked out of the Tibetan Jiange, Zhuge Buliang was carrying the large iron sword of judicial Qingyun. Together, the blade and hilt were one head taller than Zhuge Buliang, and Zhuge Buliang was carrying it on his back, which looked rather ridiculous.
"Judicial Qingyun!" Two gatekeeper disciples exclaimed.
"You actually pulled out the judicial Qingyun!" One person was shocked, and his eyes showed incredible color.
"Why? Do you still want to confiscate it? " Zhuge is not bright, and his face is not good.
"It’s not, it’s just that this judicial cloud Fang Chen has been here for hundreds of years, and it’s the first time I’ve seen someone bring it out." The disciple said.
Zhuge Buliang and Pang Xiner were sent out of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion by the two disciples. Elder Xu appeared in front of them. When he saw the giant sword on Zhuge Buliang’s back, he also exclaimed, "Judicial Qingyun, you chose judicial Qingyun."
Zhuge didn’t light faint nodded.
"You know that the disadvantages of judicial Qingyun are beyond the control of ordinary people, which may not be a good thing for you!" Elder Xu’s face became solemn.
"It doesn’t matter. I won’t regret it since I chose it. I believe I can control it."
"Using this sword is extremely costly. Although it is extremely lethal, it can’t be fought for a long time. No one can control it except the original law enforcement elder." Elder Xu dissuaded him.
However, when Zhuge was not bright, the tortoise was determined, and no matter how much Xu tried to persuade him, he turned a deaf ear. Xu could only sigh and let him go.
Several people returned to the fairy island of Yaohai Sect. After the elders Xu told them to go back, they flew to Yaoxian Pavilion.
Pang Xiner’s fiery body is exquisite and graceful. Jiao smiled and said, "Remember, pig, you lost to me today. You owe me a condition."
"As long as it’s not committed." Zhuge not bright ourtenant way.
"Nice try, when this girl thinks about what conditions, she will come to you." PangXin son charming smile, royal sword back.
"This girl how suddenly so enthusiastic to me, there is a trick …" Zhuge didn’t bright thought, he didn’t naively think it was Pang Xin’s son who had a crush on himself, after all, the yy protagonist doesn’t really exist.
Back in the Blue Sky Palace, Yin Mengli was equally surprised when she learned that Zhuge Buliang had chosen the sword of Judicial Qingyun. She dissuaded Zhuge Buliang from talking to the owner and went back to the Tibetan Jiange to change it, but Zhuge Buliang refused.
The sun sinks and the moon floats, and it is late at night. The starry sky here is particularly beautiful. twinkling star, the sky is full of little stars …
Zhuge Liang is sitting in the fallen flower pavilion, breathing in the essence of heaven and earth. After entering the foundation period, he feels that the degree of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth is getting slower and slower, and the efficacy of Poly Lingdan has disappeared. Now Zhuge Liang’s cultivation degree is even worse than that in the past.
"Things are getting worse and worse, and we must find ways to restrain the drawbacks of the spirit root without attributes." Zhuge thought to himself before dawn, feeling particularly depressed. He took out a delicate fairy sword, raised his royal sword and left the Blue Palace.
The judicial cloud is heavy and unusual, and it is extremely like a bottomless pit. Zhuge can’t fly around every day when he is not bright.
In the silent night sky, Zhuge went out of the Blue Palace before his royal sword lit. It was already late at night, and the island gave people a very quiet feeling. Zhuge stepped on the fairy sword before dawn, as if he were integrated into the night sky, and even his heart became very quiet.
A melodious piano sound floated into Zhuge’s dull ears, tinkling like a stream, intoxicating.
"Where did the piano sound come from?" Zhuge’s eyes sparkled with hot light.
Looking for the sound, he finally found the source of the sound of the piano. On a towering old tree, a woman with a pale yellow dress had soft branches on her feet, just like a fallen fairy. Where is light, the woman seems to be going by the wind. A guqin just floated in front of her, and Sandy fingered the strings, which made her intoxicating.
"It’s her, without makeup …" Zhuge didn’t light up and suddenly felt the blood in his body solidified at this moment, quietly staring at the beautiful woman standing at the top of the tree, fondling the strings.
Plain and elegant, delicate and exquisite, her beautiful face is like a orchid blooming in the dark, and she is like a goddess under the stars, holy and dignified, which makes it impossible to produce blasphemy.
Zhuge didn’t say a word, so he looked at the woman in front of him quietly, as if everything between heaven and earth had lost its luster at this moment. No matter how deep the starry sky is, no matter how charming the stars are, they can’t match the beauty in front of him.
Two worlds, two imaginary people.
Zhuge Liang has a feeling of being in a dream.
Su Yan seems to have known that Zhuge was coming before dawn, but there was no sound, and her eyes were still half closed, caressing the piano and moving.