Penglai world, Yang Xuan gently fell down.


    In front of him, there was a huge mountain gate standing among the clouds, on which the powerful words "green cloud" were emitting a faint threat.


    The mountain wind roared and swept over a huge ancient pine outside the qingyunzong mountain. The pine branches swayed and the residual shadow shook.


    Such a big Qingyun sect is like no one at the moment. It is silent. Only one voice fills my ears.


    Shua, Shua!


    Yang Xuan''s eyes fell under the ancient pine.


    There is a man and an axe.


    The old man dressed as a woodcutter is seriously grinding his axe on the stone.


    "An axe is like a man. It can''t be made without grinding." the old man seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be telling Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan just stood with his hands down, silent.


    The old man still didn''t look up and said, "do you know how long my axe has been sharpened?"


    Yang Xuan said faintly, "I don''t know."


    "Millennium!" the old man stopped his action, threw the axe to Yang Xuan and said, "help me see how about this axe?"


    The axe crossed an arc in the air and landed in Yang Xuan''s hand accurately.


    Black iron axe, pine handle, very common axe.


    "I have to use this axe for thousands of years. It''s not good." Yang Xuan said faintly and threw the axe out again.


    The old man took the axe and sighed, "you''re right, but I have only this axe for a thousand years. I wasted my time in vain. If I can dream back to a thousand years, I''m only willing to be a little Taoist boy, herding cattle and Panasonic. Isn''t it happy?"


    "Unfortunately, I can''t go back." Yang Xuan said faintly.


    "Yes, it''s a pity, it''s a pity, so I can only wait for you here." the old man looked at Yang Xuan and said faintly.


    Yang Xuan did not speak, his eyes penetrated the pine branches and fell into the unknown sea of clouds.


    The old man was also looking over there. After a long time, he said faintly, "go back and don''t come again."


    "Oh? Why?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Penglai has been in turmoil for many years. It''s time to calm down. It''s a good thing that Xianmen can unify all factions."


    "What about Qingyun sect?"


    "Qingyun sect aims at Qingyun and doesn''t have so much desire for power. You can unify Penglai, but Qingyun sect is still Qingyun sect."


    "What if I don''t agree?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Since I have sharpened my axe for thousands of years, why not sharpen it again?" the old man replied.


    Yang Xuan smiled and said faintly, "I''ve heard that the first person in Penglai, Chen Qinghua, opened the sky, honed an axe for thousands of years, crossed thousands of years, and refined the peak cultivation of emptiness."


    "I have never dared to take the title of the first person in Penglai." Chen Qinghua sighed.


    "Oh?" Yang Xuan''s eyes showed curiosity: "you are not the first person. Who is the first person?"


    "My master!" Chen Qinghua said, his eyes full of respect.


    "Lingshi?" Yang Xuan was slightly stunned: "Lingshi is still alive?"


    "I don''t know!" Chen Qinghua continued to sigh, "I haven''t seen the master for thousands of years."


    Yang Xuan stopped pestering this question, turned the topic and asked, "are you going to kill me?"


    Chen Qinghua shook his head: "no, I don''t want to kill you. As long as you don''t set foot in the boundary of Qingyun sect, I don''t even want to come out of the closed place."


    "What if I want to destroy Qingyun sect?" Yang Xuan asked.


    The answer to Yang Xuan was just a sigh.


    A long sigh.


    Hoo!


    The strong wind stirred the calm clouds, and the ancient pine growing beside the cliff swayed its branches, as if telling thousands of years of history.


    "Thousands of years ago, I knelt under this ancient pine. I almost died of cold and starvation after nine days and nights. After going through difficulties and dangers, the master took me back to the door wall." Chen Qinghua seemed to fall into memory: "so, the first move I created after I achieved success in refining Qi was named seeking immortality."


    The voice of the immortal word turned upside down.


    In an instant, in the wind and snow all over the sky, Yang Xuan seemed to see a thin child figure, holding an ordinary axe and waving it indiscriminately, cutting off the wind and snow.


    The snowflake burst into a white axe and chopped at Yang Xuan.


    Axe shadow all over the sky, accompanied by snowflakes, pervaded the world.


    "Not bad!" Yang Xuan said, then gently stretched out his hand and pinched a snowflake in the wind and snow all over the sky.


    At the moment when Yang Xuan held the snowflake, the axe shadow all over the sky burst into pieces, turned into a little star light and dissipated invisibly.


    But the next moment, Yang Xuan found himself standing on a desolate earth, and a black axe was chopping down on his head.


    Boom!


    The earth trembled, and countless cracks appeared at Yang Xuan''s feet, like angry dragons, ejecting magma containing terrible high temperature.


    On the sky, with the huge axe, there are countless huge meteorites.


    Just for a moment, the end came.


    "It''s called annihilation. Please appreciate it, Lord Bai." Chen Qinghua''s voice filled the world with great dignity.


    "The power is still alive, but killing the world is just a joke." Yang Xuan said faintly. With a wave of his finger, the wind and snow came again.


    The white ice crystals and snowflakes all over the sky rise from the ground. In a blink of an eye, they turn the original red world into ice and snow.


    The crack on the ground was frozen by the white ice edge, and the ejected magma solidified instantly, making various postures in the air. After encountering the sweeping wind and snow, the meteorite fire rain in the sky turned into a docile little sheep and fell obediently, without even lifting a wave of flowers.


    "Impossible!" Chen Qinghua''s voice was full of shock. It seemed that he couldn''t believe it: "you are also refining the realm of emptiness. How can you have such a means?"


    "Nothing is impossible." Yang Xuan said faintly, "you can take me for a try."


    As soon as the voice fell, a cross golden light tore the void and cut to a certain place.


    In an instant, the sky fell apart.


    After a loud noise, Chen Qinghua fell down and covered his chest. The corners of his mouth had been soaked with blood.


    His face was full of surprise, shock and even fear.


    The mountain wind was blowing and the ancient pines were swaying. Chen Qinghua climbed up from the ground and half leaned on the ancient pines, breathing heavily.


    Yang Xuan looked at him faintly. There was a golden light in his hand. A moment later, a long golden knife appeared in his hand.


    "You sharpened the axe for thousands of years, but you sharpened it like this. It seems that it was a wrong decision to ask the teacher to accept you." he said faintly, with strange eyes.


    "What are you talking about?" Chen Qinghua, who still had blood on his mouth, didn''t know why.


    "I said..." Yang Xuan slowly raised the gold knife in his hand, and then stabbed it at a place on his side: "millennial sharpening axe, just for immortality."


    Boom!


    The ancient pine burst in an instant, and an axe emitting cold light split out of the broken space and chopped on the golden light in the void.


    Boom!


    In an instant, the whole Qingyun Mountain turned into powder and completely disappeared on the earth.


    Between the whole heaven and earth, there were only half of the ancient pine cracked and the giant axe from the ancient pine.


    Chen Qinghua, who was originally leaning on the tree, has turned into a little spot and disappeared without a trace.


    A long sigh came out from the ancient pine: "grinding axe for thousands of years is just for immortality. You''re right. From beginning to end, I have only one move, that is -“


    "Seek immortality!!"