Sword comes

Chapter 357

[-]D chapter.

Wei Xian was wearing the Xiyue Ganlu Armor. After getting the approval of Chen Pingan, when Wei Xian restrained most of the monks accompanying the army, he tried to go straight to Huanglong, looking for an opportunity to kill the prince Liu Cong, even if he changed his life.

After Xu Tong, the immortal teacher of Caomu Temple, was beheaded on the right side of the Sui Dynasty, even though Xu Qingzhou knew that Liu Cong would anger the whole family, he still left the mountain without saying a word, returned to Mirage City, and discussed with his grandfather who was the General Zhengxi. Countermeasures.As the top general family of the Daquan Dynasty, and it has been rooted in Mirage City for several generations, the Xu family is afraid of the eldest prince Liu Cong, but he will not stand still.

The one sitting on the dragon chair is His Majesty Liu Zhen, not Liu Cong.Zhen and Liu Cong tore up their faces, at worst, the Xu family would be determined to seek refuge with the second prince, and exchanged for a real dragon to help him become a dragon.

Lu Baixiang was on the battlefield, and the battle situation was still stalemate. The five thousand dead soldiers of the Daquan border army were worthy of being Liu Cong's direct descendants. Under the sword of that person, he still spared his life and frantically culled him away.The martial arts masters and army monks hiding in the dark couldn't bear to see it. It was too tragic. Some of the hard-hearted captains of the army were full of tears and rain, but still fulfilled their duties. No matter who they were, they dared to fight Those who retreat will be decisive

Poems about wandering immortals with ethereal celestial spirit may perhaps describe the demeanor of the immortals on the mountain.

But there has never been any frontier poem that can truly describe the bloody cruelty of the battlefield.

After the Buried River Water Demon fell to the ground from another mountain peak, he came running in big strides, charging straight, and if there were trees blocking the way, he slapped them away with one hand.

Seeing the momentum of the visitor, Chen Ping made up his mind.

The talisman between the fingers of the right hand in the sleeve was replaced with three talismans stacked together.

Back then in Biyou Mansion, Zhong Kui borrowed the little snow cone, and as a reward, he wrote a total of six talismans to Chen Pingan, three of which were his own talisman papers, and wrote three talisman talismans that could be used to form formations. It is also known as the "Iron Riding Talisman Around the City". Before drawing the talisman, Zhong Kui breathed a sigh of relief. In his pen, there are more than a hundred military generals wearing silver armor and riding white horses. A large string of cavalry the size of rice grains charged out on the talisman paper. In the end, the troops lined up, rode their horses to a stop, and turned into a stroke-by-stroke talisman pattern.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan took out two pieces of golden talisman paper and one piece of cyan talisman paper from a sage's manuscript at his own expense. Zhong Kuixi wrote the five thunders' righteous dharma talisman of Longhushan Tianshi Mansion respectively according to Chen Pingan's request. , the barrier-breaking talisman that prevents ghosts from hitting the wall, and the last sword-suppressing talisman with a rank and power far exceeding that of the well character, were praised by Zhong Kui as "throwing the sword, Jiuzhou sea boils".

The Buried River Water Demon, who didn't dare to show his real body, rushed to kill him, within a hundred steps.

Chen Pingan slowly walked out of the eaves and walked to the right, and soon there were only fifty steps left between the two sides.

Chen Ping flicked his wrist, and the three talismans were ignited by a mouthful of pure qi, and he quickly pulled out his sleeves, muttering in his heart: "Array at the front"

The burly man laughed loudly and kept walking. He jumped up and killed the young man with the dead branch in his hand.

It's just that soon the Buried River Water Demon couldn't laugh at all.

After the three golden talisman bodies were burned out, the strong man who was still in the air was surprised to find that the illusory three talismans began to revolve around him rapidly from a distance. At this time, among the three talismans, there was an illusory cavalry general with a white horse and silver armor, charging out with a spear.

The strong man said sharply, "Go to hell!"

With a twist of his figure, he spun around and punched the three riders to death with three quick punches.

It's just that a steady stream of riders rushed out of the talisman, no more, no less, three riders at a time, silently.

The strong man was trapped in the center of the battle, still fearless, punching like a rainbow, killing those cavalry generals who rode their horses out of the talisman time and time again.

Whenever the strong man moved to the battlefield, the three talismans of the Three-talented Soldiers Talisman would float along with him, keeping the original distance at all times.

The burly and burly man rose up in the fight, showing his fierce face, he felt hearty and shouted happily.

It is not difficult to temporarily trap and consume a river monster that has almost formed a golden core with three iron cavalry talismans around the city. It is not impossible to force it to show its real body. It is absolutely impossible for the big monster of the river.

Chen Pingan naturally knew this well, and didn't expect these three talismans to trap and kill the strong man.

The gentleman of the Academy, Wang Qi, who stayed on the top of the mountain, was patiently waiting for Chen Pingan's opening. Chen Pingan was looking for a chance to kill the strong man in the formation with a talisman or a sword.

The heavy rain is still there, and there is no sign of it getting smaller for the time being.

The Buried River Water Demon was entangled by those three strange talismans, how could the cavalry generals who contained the aura contained in the talismans be able to kill them endlessly? ,two hundred

It feels more and more that the situation is not good. The young man who stopped thirty steps away, holding a dead branch, must not be kind enough to wait for him to break the talisman formation and have another shitty gentleman's battle

Especially the dead branch in the corner of its eye, it always makes it a little restless, something is wrong, absolutely weird

do not care.

You, Wang Qi, act like a coward, and you don't want to fight, I don't bother to care about how you reason with Dafu Academy.

The Buried River Water Demon, who already had many minor wounds on his body, was about to lose momentum in the face of the heavy rain. If he didn't occupy the sky at this time, his power would drop sharply when he showed his real body.

The water monster's eyes were snow-white, and its gnarled muscles began to twist extremely.

Wang Qi on the top of the mountain obviously saw the plan to bury the river water demon, and angrily shouted: "No!"

Where does the water demon care about these things, the ground suddenly trembled, and a huge real body appeared, with a pair of eyes as big as lanterns, a body as long as a hundred feet, and the head resting on the place where the "strong man" stood.

The iron cavalry encircling the city talisman, which had not yet exhausted its aura, then distanced itself.

There are still cavalry charging towards the river monster.

Some Daquan frontier troops who were hiding on both sides and waiting for an opportunity to move were directly bounced away by the body of the eel monster. When they flew upside down, their seven orifices were bleeding, and dozens of people were injured or died.

The heavy rain drenched the river monster, and after sliding down the mountain, it didn't seep into the mud, but quickly converged into a stream.

Chen Pingan recognized the identity of this big monster, it was the eel big monster buried in the bottom of the river and fighting with the water god empress.

It seems that the tall man hiding his head and tail on the top of the mountain is undoubtedly Wang Qi, the gentleman of the academy.

With two fingers, he twirled the Longhushan Dharma-rectification talisman that Zhong Kui said was "five dragons holding a bead". After infusing it with true energy, he threw it at the head of the Buried River Water Demon.

Sure enough, there were five "slender" flood dragons more than ten feet long, hovering in the air, holding white beads in their mouths, surrounded by thunder and lightning.

The Buried River Water Demon just thought that it was time for him to display his supernatural powers, but he never thought that five flood dragons that faintly contained the power of the sky appeared above his head. After his mind froze slightly, he let out a loud roar and began to struggle violently, trying to break free from the iron riding around the city charm The siege of the enemy, as few as possible to suffer a few "thunder beads".

Holding a spear, the cavalry pierced into the body of the eel monster again and again, allowing the body of the buried river water monster to sweep him away, and his body and spiritual energy dissipated and returned to the world.

A flood dragon opened its mouth wide, and a snow-white thunder bead shot out, smashing into the head of the Buried River Water Demon.

The hill trembled.

Another two hit the river monster Qicun and its tail respectively.

Not only was the body shaking with severe pain, but the soul of the river demon and the golden core trembled together.

The only good thing is the huge momentum that burst out, and finally swept down and smashed the three damn soldier symbols.

A cyan long rainbow fell on the tree trunk of this mountain from the top of another mountain, and begged Chen Pingan with his heart, "You and I will stop here, and I will let Liu Cong lead the troops to leave immediately, how about it?"

When Wang Qi said these words, he gritted his teeth.

That buried river water monster is really a thing that does more than fail

After a bead-bearing dragon spits out the lightning orb, it will automatically disperse and disappear.

Chen Pingan didn't have any intention of stopping,

The last two flood dragons were natural, and without hesitation spit out the most righteous lightning magic orb that contained the first of all laws in the world.

The five flood dragons were gone, but the five beads were firmly embedded in the body of the buried river water monster. From head to tail, when they finally connected in a line, they shone brightly. In the body of the river monster, thunder and lightning swam swiftly and fiercely. In the end, a huge lightning bolt almost as thick as the river monster's body was formed.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, who shared Chen Pingan's mind, they changed their original strategy and drew two fireflies, piercing the eyes of the buried river water demon lanterns.

On the right side of Sui is also driving the infatuated sword that has pierced through countless hearts, and nailed it precisely into the head of the buried river water monster. Once it passes through, the whole long sword directly sinks into the ground under the head, which shows its sharpness.

But Wang Qi and Chen Ping'an attacked almost at the same time, and both had the intention to kill.

Chen Pingan held a dead branch as a sword and swept away.

And this heavy rain between heaven and earth seemed to be controlled by the gentleman Wang Qi in an instant, changing the falling trajectory drop by drop, and thousands of raindrops all shot towards Chen Ping'an.

After a sword.

There was no longer Wang Qi's figure on the branch. Chen Pingan stood in the position of a gentleman in the academy, and with a shake of his shoulders, the golden wine in the robes stirred up ripples, and all the raindrops embedded in the golden robes were bounced away.

The dignified gentleman of the Academy, Wang Qi actually retreated to avoid the battle.

The dying Buried River Water Demon could no longer control the stream-sized rainwater under his body, and the blood seeped into the soil together with the rainwater.

The dead branches in Chen Pingan's hands turned into dust.

Sweeping over to the buried river water monster's head, he stretched out his hand to grab it in the air, held Chixin sword in his hand, and chopped off the entire head of the buried river water monster.

The heavy rain gradually stopped.

Soon the soldiers on the mountain began to retreat down the mountain.

After all, Wei Xian failed to capture the eldest prince Liu Cong, and only killed a sword cultivator who swore to protect him to the death. He had no choice but to let Liu Cong retreat to the foot of the mountain, and took the soldier Jiawan in his sleeve.

Zhu Lian was the most injured, but he didn't die even once.Lu Baixiang walked to the side where the body of the river water demon was buried, and only then did he have the opportunity to pull out the special arrows on his body, and did not throw them away casually.

On the West Sea of ​​Tongyezhou, the big monster who showed his real body and ran for his life was beheaded on the spot with a sword for no reason. Such as the corpses of mountains are still floating on the sea, ups and downs.

The three Tongyezhou Daxiu who have been chasing and killing all the way to this point have different thoughts.

Song Mao, the current patriarch of Taiping Mountain, held his long sword upside down, with the point of the sword pointing backwards, to show his sincerity and gratitude, and said loudly: "Song Mao of Taiping Mountain, thank you senior for helping us to kill the big monster."

It's just that the sword cultivator with sword energy flowing like a waterfall crazily ignored the overtures of the majestic Taiping Mountain suzerain.

A patriarch of the Tongye Sect who is in charge of the sect's precepts and genealogy has a cloudy expression on his face.

All the way to chase and kill the big monster, only Song Mao did it with all his strength, completely disregarding the fear of his own life, wishing to die with that big monster, but although Song Mao was the number one in Taiping Mountain in name, his cultivation was not It's not too high. This time, because of the change of the mountain gate and the prison, he didn't dare to carry one of the mountain-protecting swords, so he had more energy than he wanted. I don't want to fight to kill the big monster with damaged cultivation base. A big monster who has fallen to the eleventh level is still huge and extremely tough. It is not easy to deal with. The overall situation is set, and this animal will definitely not be able to escape Out of the sight of the three of them, the blunt knife cuts the flesh, take your time, what's the rush.

So this time when he was ordered to go out of the mountain, the patriarch of the Tongye Sect in Yupu Realm regarded it as a good job, and killed the big monster who caused troubles in the Fushi Sect. Ji Hai, the patriarch of the Fuji Sect who died as a Taoist companion, was grateful, so although he chased and killed him all the way, hiding and hiding, and did not sacrifice the treasure of the town gate, deep down in his heart, he was bound to win the big monster.

The head of the Jiang family, who is in charge of the Yunku blessed land in Yuguizong, has a face like a crown of jade. In terms of appearance alone, he is younger and more handsome than his only son Jiang Beihai. He was in a very good mood because he defeated the big demon and let the plan of the patriarch Tongye Zong fail. After all, he did not carry the powerful Zongmen Xianbing.For the sake of his good friend Lu Fang's kendo, he secretly went to Ouhua Blessed Land, which means he disappeared in Tongyezhou for a period of time. There were many complaints in Yu Guizong.That's why I pushed him out, thinking that the horse would run away and not feed the horse, the head of the Jiang family must be passive and sabotage

Wearing a Taoist robe and wearing a hibiscus crown, Song Mao, the True Lord of Taiping Mountain, was slightly displeased, but he was very clear about right and wrong. exist.It's just that I really can't imagine when such a swordsman with superb swordsmanship will appear in Tongyezhou. Song Mao is a little confused about the opponent's heart and background. Seeing the injustice on the road, will he be greedy for the corpse of the big monster that is full of treasures, and even want to keep it all in his pocket, not allowing the three of them to get involved? The chief culprit in the world echoes the old beast with the white ape carrying the sword, which makes the central part of Tongye Island rampant. It must be moved back, let the Confucian Academy take a look, and then let the academy come forward, and ask the Yinyang family to calculate the secret.

So Song Mao didn't know how to speak for a while.

The weird sword repairer looked at the patriarch of Tongye Zong, and said two words, "I don't accept it"

The famous patriarch master in the entire Tongye Sect said something with hidden murderous intentions, "It's best to save this big monster and bring him back to Tongye Sect, maybe he can find out a bigger conspiracy. You saw that the big demon was seriously injured and killed with a sword, and the clues were broken. How can we follow the clues and find out who is behind the scenes? Otherwise, why would the three of us chase and kill so far? You just happened to appear on the escape route of the big monster."

The smile on the face of the Patriarch of the Jiang family of Yugui Zong remained the same, he was never too lively.

Song Mao was about to speak.

The strange sword cultivator, who looked like a middle-aged man, said calmly, "Then do it."

From the beginning to the end, Jianxiu said these two sentences.

Not satisfied.

Just do it.

How could this be the demeanor of the gods on the mountain, those Qi practitioners in the middle five realms halfway up the mountain may not be so vulgar.The martial arts at the bottom are about the same.

It was too late for Song Mao to be a peacemaker.

Another sword.

It's just that this time it was handed over to the "dissatisfied" patriarch Tong Yezong.

The old fairy's face changed drastically, and he couldn't utter a word. He hurriedly sacrificed a talisman that had been refined for thousands of years. It was an ancient ritual and music bell obtained from a broken cave. After melting, the ancient bronze bell, which is no higher than one arm, hangs above the head of the patriarch of Tongyezong. The ancient bell is as high as tens of feet, covering the old man. The outer wall of the ancient bell is engraved with an inscription of an ancient Confucian virtuous saint, which is as big as a fist The text circulated quickly, and the old man stood in it, which can be described as a solemn treasure.

It's just that after the sword qi slashed down, the old man thought he could resist for a while at least, but found that the appearance of the ancient clock in front of him had been split open, and he didn't dare to make a fuss. The reason for going out is to hope that the sword energy will be weakened after he retreats thousands of feet.

Back and forth.

On the surface of the sea that is more than ten miles long, there is a gully that has not been filled by sea water for a long time.

When the sword energy finally disappeared, the patriarch of the Tongye sect turned pale. Apart from being shocked, he was also heartbroken. Holding the ancient natal clock in his hand, he saw a slight scratch on it.

How much heaven, material and earth treasures will he need to spend to repair it like new?

How could that sword cultivator have such power with a casual strike?

Not to mention Tongyezhou, not to mention the small place in the north, Aquarius Island, even if it is Posuozhou, there shouldn't be such a sword fairy who refines a big river to make a flying sword on his wrist. Absolutely no sword spirit

The sword cultivator slashed the old monk back with a sword, and after rolling so far away, it was finally not an eyesore. He turned to the other person and asked, "Is the excitement fun?"

The smile on Jiang's Patriarch's face froze immediately, and he clasped his fists in apology and said, "What a disrespect, I hope Senior Sword Immortal will forgive me."

Jianxiu sneered and said, "Senior, you are much older than me."

The head of the Jiang family was on Tongyezhou Mountain. He was famous for his temper that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. He said seriously: "On the way of cultivation, the one who has achieved it is the first. I, Jiang Shangzhen, dare not compare with my predecessors."

The sword repairer ignored Jiang Shangzhen, who had never heard of the name, and looked at the old man who was farther away, "You seem to be carrying a heavy treasure that is good at attacking. It's not bad, show me."

The old patriarch who has suffered a lot, roughly knows the temper of this sword cultivator, he is really hotter than the old Tianjun of Taiping Mountain, how dare he show that heavy weapon of the sect foolishly, and use his butt to know the sword Xiu will not give up, if he says "Since you have already taken it out, don't waste it, just exchange a move and try it out", then whether you will accept it or not, Yu Guizong and Taipingshan The people around were watching, and if you catch it, it’s okay to catch the opponent’s sword, but if you can’t catch it, it’s possible that you will be buried with the deadly monster

The old monk didn't dare to show off anymore, and hurriedly said: "Bringing the heavy weapons of the sect is only for the smooth killing of demons, and you can't casually appear in the world."

I slandered endlessly in my heart.

There are such domineering and unreasonable sword cultivators in the world. Confucian saints are doing whatever they want, regardless of what they are doing.

Before the old monk felt that he was giving in and showing weakness, the sword cultivator had a little bit of brains, so he should just let it go.

The sword cultivator had already asked: "If you don't take it out, how can you catch my second sword?"

The old patriarch of Tongye Zong was so angry that he really thought I was a mud bodhisattva and lost his temper

Jiang Shangzhen had a straight face, secretly happy in his heart.

I can't get used to the beating face of monk Tong Yezong for a long time, not only him, but the whole Yuguizong is like this, especially his old suzerain, the few times in his life he got angry, almost all of them were worshiped. It was given by monk Tong Yezong.

True Monarch Song Mao of Taiping Mountain said in a deep voice: "Nowadays Tongye Continent is in troubled times with monsters, I implore Senior Sword Immortal not to use swords today."

The sword repairer withdrew his gaze, "Then you come and take this sword."

Song Mao said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter whether you can catch it or not, people from Tongyezong and Yuguizong are all present, and they will summon me to Taipingshan. It's because I, Song Mao, are inferior to others. Even if I die here, Taipingshan Never hate the elders”

After Jianxiu chanted about Taiping Mountain twice, he seemed to remember something, and said with an unprecedented smile: "Sure enough, he is a Taoist cultivator from Taiping Mountain, not bad, and Tongyezhou can only get on the stage with you, and the rest are not worth mentioning. "

Song Mao was stunned and didn't know why.

The sword cultivator suppressed the sword energy all over his body a little, as a statement that he would no longer use the sword.

Forget it, I remember that Xiao Qi mentioned this Taiping Mountain once, and said something, it is known as ancient and chivalrous

Jianxiu said: "You just take the corpse of the big monster."

Song Mao felt relieved, put the sword back into its sheath, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Sword Immortal, for killing the demon."

Jianxiu hesitated for a moment, looked at the three of them, and asked, "Does anyone know a young man named Chen Pingan, do you know where he is now?"

Both Song Mao and Tong Yezong's patriarch were at a loss.

Jiang Shangzhen weighed quickly in his heart, and said with a smile: "I just happened to know."

Jianxiu asked: "How to say?"

Jiang Shangzhen told this eccentric swordsman with superb swordsmanship from his heart, and briefly explained what he had seen and experienced in Ouhua Fudi.

Jianxiu nodded, disapprovingly said: "The number one in the world in Xiaoxiaofudi is not bad."

Jiang Shangzhen tentatively asked: "Does senior need my help to take care of one or two?"

Jianxiu squinted, "Are you worthy?"

Jiang Shangzhen had no choice but to smile bitterly, and stopped talking.

Jianxiu went away.

It is getting farther and farther away from Tongyezhou.

He is too lazy to be a guardian for anyone.

When the sword cultivator left this place, Jiang Shangzhen said with a playful smile: "Sure enough, our Haoran Tianxia is more interesting."

Song Mao asked curiously: "Do you know this great sword fairy?"

Jiang Shangzhen smiled without saying a word.

The old monk of Tongye Zong who carefully returned to the two of them snorted coldly, "This man's swordsmanship is very good, that's it"

Jiang Shangzhen gloated and said, "That's how it is."

The old monk abruptly swallowed the words that came to his lips.

I'm really afraid of that guy's sword, it's too unreasonable.

The next moment, the old monk felt that smoke was rising from his ancestral grave.

It turned out that the sword cultivator had returned in a blink of an eye, glanced at the old monk, but said a word to the surnamed Jiang, "The demon pill of this big demon belongs to you."

Jiang Shangzhen clasped his fists and said with a smile: "The junior knows how to do it."

Sword repair left and right, away from the world again.

In the other palace in the broken dragon vein of Tongyezhou, Bai Yuan saw a tall old man wearing Taoist robes.

The young Taoist smiled awkwardly.

The old Taoist smiled and asked: "If you want to come true, you are not happy."

The young Taoist said bitterly: "It was a surprise."

Although the white ape sitting on the Suolongtai couldn't do the young Taoist priest's conspiracy to wreak havoc on the continent, he still had eyesight after thousands of years of practice.

Guan Tao Guan Guanzhu, the old Taoist of the East China Sea who is said to be no one can find.

If they want to enter the blessed land of lotus flowers, the world can only find the little boy carrying a big golden gourd, a group of genuine land gods, who patiently negotiate business with a little guy.

The young Taoist stood up and asked, "The old Taoist priest is here to do justice for the heavens, and kill me."

The old Taoist sneered and said, "The sky is falling, who can act for the sky? I came here to see who has the guts and ability to covet the tung leaf umbrella I gave away."

The young Taoist suddenly said: "It's the oil-paper umbrella that the little girl casually held in her hand."

He sighed: "If I had known that Chen Pingan had something to do with the old Taoist priest, I wouldn't dare to offend him. I'm asking for trouble."

The old Taoist passed by the young Taoist, and walked up the steps step by step to the Suolong Terrace, "I'm not interested in the human world. I won't kill you. It's time to improve the memory of some people in the comfort zone, otherwise they would have forgotten What did those old bones do back then."

The young Taoist turned around, smiled and followed the old Taoist who was watching Taoism in the East China Sea, and climbed up step by step, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness outside the law."

There are old Taoist words.

Even if his plan in Tongyezhou was leaked early, it can still be regarded as half completed, and it might be a blessing in disguise.

After returning to the wild world, at least you don’t have to be exiled to that mountain range, working as a coolie for a blind man, moving one mountain after another year after year, and putting it here and there, others think it’s fun, being in it Who doesn't think that life is better than death? For some reason, those overlords in the wild world seem to have never thought of joining forces to pull out this big nail and throw it over to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The old Taoist walked to the Suolongtai, glanced at the white ape who was facing a formidable enemy, and nodded, "The little beast is quite interesting, so I will take advantage of the situation. Remember to take out your ape in the Ouhua Blessed Land. Gate behind swordsmanship."

In an instant, the Taiping Mountain White Ape, who had no fairy sword to carry, disappeared on Suolongtai.

The young Taoist's mind changed sharply, he deduced silently, and asked: "The white ape is no longer here, why don't you get straight to the point, senior, what do you want me to do?"

The old Taoist asked back: "What do you really want to do?"

The young Taoist said frankly: "I said that I would die in Suolongtai, so I don't want to say anything."

The old Taoist was a little disappointed, "I have already given you a chance. You are a great demon who is at the peak of your real body and is only a hair away from the thirteenth realm, but you don't even dare to kill Chen Pingan, so you missed a great opportunity. Back then Chen Qingdu, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, borrowed a sword from Chen Pingan, in order to transfer some cause and effect to Chen Pingan's shoulders. If you kill him, you will have great merit with the wild world, and I can do it too. Taking the opportunity to include Chen Pingan in the Taoist temple, you can not only piss off that old scholar, but also make your futon status a big step higher."

The young Taoist was shocked.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "It's too late now."

The young Taoist stomped his feet, filled with remorse.

The ancient Suolongtai under his feet rumbled, and the pitch-black void outside Suolongtai was constantly thundering and lightning.

The old Taoist said: "If you are a human being, you have a good future as a strategist in Haoran Tianxia, ​​but you are not very qualified to be a yin and yang family."

The young Taoist nodded helplessly, "Indeed."

The old Taoist suddenly said something with deep meaning, "Actually, if you juniors of the two worlds were born earlier, and you were lucky enough to survive to this day, many of you would be fine."

The young Taoist was lost in thought.

The old Taoist put his hands behind his hands and stretched out his hands to grab them. The lightning and thunder outside the Suolongtai broke the restrictions and rules one after another, rushed into the Suolongtai, gathered together in the palm of the veteran, and finally formed a fist-sized ball of lightning.

Seeing this scene, the young Taoist priest had no choice but to suspend his thoughts and smiled wryly.

This is the gap.

It doesn't even have anything to do with the level of the realm.

The old Taoist put the thunderbolt into his sleeve, and said softly: "One of the hundreds of schools that the old scholar looks down on, one of them has leaked the biggest secret for this world."

The young Taoist priest's eyes were hot, "I implore the elders to clear up the doubts for the younger generation"

The old Taoist turned his head, his eyes were indifferent, "You are a monster, you keep calling me senior, claiming to be a junior and calling me an old beast!"

Do not give young Taoist priests any chance.

The already incomplete soul floated out of the carefully selected skin, and was grabbed by the old Taoist with his hand, while the body of the "Taiping Mountain Young Taoist" limp on the ground, just like the white ape, disappeared out of thin air.

Only the hibiscus crown, one of the three Taoist religions, remained on Suolongtai.

The old Taoist waved his hand casually, and the human form of the great demon's soul was still in the shape of a young Taoist priest. He was hit hard on the ground, his face was in pain, even so, he still quickly took the hibiscus Taoist crown into his hands and put it on in a hurry. on the head.

Although at the beginning, in order to successfully cross the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he could only hide his soul with four souls, so he could leave the barbaric world, walk into the hanging mountain, and finally come to this Tongye Island.

But after cultivating in Haoran Tianxia for so long, his skin is extremely good, so he finally entered the Twelve Realms of Immortal Realm.

But under the hands of the old Taoist, there is no power to fight back.

The old Taoist said slowly: "Someone once said that if you take a one-foot stick, take half of it every day, and it will last forever."

The big demon who leaned on the hibiscus crown to stabilize his soul said with difficulty: "It is one of the most famous knowledge of the founder of the famous school. I have seen it many times in various books, but I have never thought about it seriously."

The old Taoist sneered: "So you are stupid."

Only the soul and no body of the big demon, wearing a hibiscus crown on his head, feels anxious in his heart, and has never missed his hometown so much.

The old Taoist turned his head and said with a smile: "The narrow knife that was a relic from the past stopped snowing. I have already erased the restrictions on it. Do you mind?"

The big demon shook his head and said nothing.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "You can't even flatter me, you deserve this disaster."

The big demon was at a loss.

The old Taoist has already stepped into the void and left.

When Chen Pingan spread out the natal scroll on the right side of the Sui Dynasty, he threw in a gold fine copper coin.

In the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom in Ouhua Blessed Land, it rained lightly.

In the early winter season, although the rain is not heavy, it is still a bit annoying.

A group of four people walked on the street. The young man at the head, male and female, was very handsome. He was holding a folding fan in winter, but he didn't open it. What an arty vulgar person.

The four of them were walking on a street, and the young man looked around, amazed.

There was a Mongolian boy named Cao Qinglang who had already walked from his back alley to the street, but it rained suddenly, so he had to run home to get an oil-paper umbrella. Now he walked to the corner of the street and saw it from afar. The group of people looked with wide eyes full of hope, but after vaguely seeing the face of the young son, it was not the person he hoped for. Cao Qinglang was a little disappointed, and walked quickly to the school alone.Master Zhong dislikes others being late when teaching.

Cao Qinglang couldn't see that young master clearly.

But the latter saw him clearly, as an exiled immortal who retained his cultivation and landed in Ouhua Paradise with his real body and complete soul, Lu Tai became one of the latest ten people in the world as soon as he landed.

As for the three followers behind him, they received the same treatment, but they were limited by their lack of solid foundation in Haoran Tianxia and their young age, so if they survived, they would be the second-rate top masters in this rivers and lakes, and there is still some distance from the first-rate masters.

Huan Yin, who almost collapsed in the center of the catastrophe, changed his family and joined Huang Shang, a young Taoist priest in Lutai.

Chengfu Shenzhong Feiying Castle's outer surname is Junyan, Tao Xieyang, they are the pawns nailed into the interior of Feiying Castle by the evil cultivator of the Five Sacred Crowned Golden Core on his head.

Now the three of them are registered disciples of Lu Tai.

Lu Tai came to a street adjacent to Zhuangyuan Lane and there was a martial arts gym nearby. Lu Tai looked at a small house, which used to be the foothold of Ding Ying and Ya'er after entering the capital. The stronghold, but after the war ended, the national teacher Zhong Qiu kept this house.Lu Tai smiled and said, "From now on, this will be my private house."

He turned his head and said to the three of them: "Huang Shang, go to the Hushan School, how much you can learn from Yu Zhenyi depends on your own luck."

"As for Tao Xieyang and Huan Yin, you two can wander around in this blessed land. Tao Xieyang can pay more attention to Tang Tieyi, the Great General of Longwu, and Huan Yin can get close to Cheng Yuanshan, the arm saint beyond the Great Wall."

"After Jiazi, if you can't rank among the top ten in the world, then obediently become the nourishment of this blessed land. Please be blessed, you have already given your life-saving items, and you will drown here In this small arena, I think it would be a waste of money to bring you down."

Lu Tai waved his hand, and the three respectfully bid farewell and left.

Standing not far away was a Confucian scholar in green shirt with frosted temples, who was the kind of master in Cao Qinglang's eyes. Today, it was not the naughty and sleepy school boys who were late, but the unsmiling old master himself.

Lu Tai smiled and looked at Zhong Qiu, "Chen Pingan and I are friends. I have experienced the demeanor of Zhong Guoshi with my own eyes, so I chose to take root in Nanyuan Kingdom."

Zhong Qiu nodded, "Since that's the case, I'll wait and see. I still hope that you will not be unscrupulous, even if you are Chen Ping's friend."

With a snap, Lu Tai opened the simple and elegant bamboo fan, gently fanned the breeze and drizzle, and said with a smile, "Have you ever thought about going to see the scenery outside after 60 years?"

Zhong Qiu shook his head, turned and left.

Lu Tai didn't take it seriously, and turned to look at the gate of the house. After a year of wind and sun, the door god posted was a little old, and he said to himself: "New Year is coming soon, the door god has to be changed, the Spring Festival couplets have to be posted, and the door gods have to be posted. I want to invite some beautiful girls who are more pleasing to the eye to be maids, otherwise I will go to the Chunchao Palace first and ask the hairpin man Zhou Shi to ask for some."

After Chen Ping threw the second gold fine copper coin into the scroll.

There was a continuous rain of sun in the Lake and Mountain School of Songlai Country, and no one made a fuss, except for Yu Zhenyi, the head master who looked like a child and was flying into the sky with a sword.

Yu Zhenyi's Yujian hovered at a very high place, and the strong wind in the sky made his Taoist robes flutter, and said softly: "The wind and rain are about to come."

In an official mansion in the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, a young man had just walked out of the library holding books, when something fell from the sky and fell in front of him, almost hitting him, which made the young man jump.

Upon closer inspection, it was a little white ape covered in blood, lean and lean.

The little guy was lying on the ground with a listless expression, his eyes were even more confused than that of the boy holding books.

And on the border of the Northern Jin Kingdom in Ouhua Blessed Land, a young Taoist stood by the lake, staring at the mirror image in the lake, and murmured repeatedly: "Who am I?"

In the end, with a splitting headache, he crouched down holding his head.

Inside the ruined temple, the atmosphere is weird.

Everyone sat around the campfire.

Chen Ping only said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Zhu Lian rejected the porcelain bottle Chen Pingan handed over, saying that with such an injury, it would be the most suitable way to stretch the muscles and bones, so there is no need to waste the young master's panacea.

Then he glanced at the right side of Sui, who was already in the golden body state, and the madman Wu asked with a smile: "Master, I also have a sentence, which I can't understand."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Tell me about it."

Zhu Lian was covered in blood and many bones were exposed, but he still smiled as usual, "After eating one penny, eleven to ten, and then stop, why?"

Sui Youyou suddenly got up, her murderous aura soared, but she found that Chen Pingan hadn't returned the Chixin Sword to her since she took it away.

Sui right stared at the rickety old man, "Zhu Lian, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Chen Pingan said slowly: "It should be said that every time you die, after I invite you out of the picture scroll with a gold fine copper coin, your future highest martial arts achievement will be from the legendary Martial Arts Eleven Martial God Realm, Falling to the tenth realm. If you eat two, you can only become a master of the nine realms, the so-called mountain top realm, the end of martial arts in the eyes of ordinary martial arts."

The expression on the right side of Sui was sad, and the murderous intent was even stronger.

He hated both Zhu Lian and Chen Pingan even more, and couldn't restrain himself.

Zhu Lian laughed and said: "Understood, thank you young master for clearing up the old slave's confusion."

Chen Ping stood up suddenly, and went straight to the outside of the temple, "Sui Youyou, follow me out, I have something to tell you."

The eyes on the right side of Sui in the temple were cold.

Chen Pingan still didn't look back, and crossed the threshold, "Within a stick of incense, if you don't go out to find me, I'll burn the scroll. You don't have to pay back the two gold coins you owe me."

Only then did Sui Youyou walk out of the ruined temple expressionlessly, and quickly followed the figure walking on the mountain road.

After Chen Pingan followed Sui Youyou, he didn't seem to care whether she would violently kill people, and said slowly: "You are in a bad mood, what kind of sword will you practice in the future? Sword, anyway, with or without the shackles of the Donghai veteran Taoist, you will not be able to reach the highest point."

Sui's right finger moved slightly.

Chen Pingan was still walking slowly in front, but said calmly: "You will die. If you really want to die, before you die, I have something to tell you."

Sui right side is silent.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Pingan and Sui Youyou returned to the ruined temple one after the other.

Although Sui Youyou's face was extremely pale, her mood seemed to have improved, and she no longer had the slightest murderous intent, nor did she have the mad desire to destroy the temple and be buried with her for the collapse of martial arts.

The two sat by the fire again.

Chen Pingan took Pei Qian's rice bowl and began to eat the second bowl of rice tonight. The sycophant Pei Qian was still squatting next to him, holding a small jar of pickled vegetables in both hands. Chen Pingan looked around and asked with a smile: "Are you here?" In this strange world, do you have any ideas?"

The four of them were silent for a moment, and Lu Baixiang was the first to smile and said: "What's going on in the mountains, brewing wine with pine flowers, brewing tea with spring water, I wish you a happy life."

Zhu Lian chuckled and said, "The world is full of love, but in midsummer white porcelain plum soup, when broken ice hits a wall, it will make a loud noise. I hope to win the hearts of the beauties."

Wei Xian thought for a while, and said something in line with his identity as the founding emperor, "If you kill a million soldiers, the sword will still be bloody."

Pei Qian stared and said, "Old Wei, shit, you can't talk properly."

Wei Xian nodded, "These words are poems given to me by a literati from Nanyuan Kingdom. If I recite poems myself, it will rain heavily, and the price of firewood and rice will rise. The bench is used as firewood, and the bed is scared."

Pei Qian then nodded and smiled, "Old Wei, this poem is much better than the previous one, I can understand it."

Wei Xian accepted it with a smile, and hummed, "There were many great literati who said sincerely back then that I did have some literary talents."

Pei Qian rolled his eyes.

Sui Youyou thought to himself and said, "I would like to follow my master on the Temple of Heaven and sweep flowers with the immortals."

Pei Qian, who was next to Chen Pingan at the end, smiled and asked, "You are the only one left."

Pei Qian was surprised, and said shyly, "I haven't read much, and I can't compose poetry yet."

Chen Pingan took a big mouthful of rice, picked up pickled vegetables with chopsticks, and said with a smile, "I didn't ask you to write a poem either."

Pei Qian let out an oh, with high spirits, "Then I'll tell the truth, don't be angry, don't scold me"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Pei Qian said loudly: "I want to read the thinnest book, eat the most expensive food, scold the worst person, and beat the wildest dog"

Chen Pingan almost choked on the rice.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Pei Qian felt that his ambition was not strong enough. He caught a glimpse of the trekking pole at his feet and quickly added, "Why don't you add another one to poke the biggest hornet's nest?"

Wei Xian said with a straight face: "At such a young age, I have such an ambition to be a king."

Pei Qian grinned at the old Wei, and stretched out his thumb, "Old Wei, you have a good vision in the way, no wonder you can be an emperor, alas, it's just that you are poorer now."

Chen Pingan shook his head, and then laughed too.

Outside the ruined temple, the rain stopped.