Sword comes

Chapter 507: Sitting High Like a God

He Lu's face turned livid.

The Qi practitioners in Baodong Wonderland headed by the old woman Fan Weiran, as well as the vassal monks from all sides, all had complicated expressions.

It is reasonable to say that this is a rare excitement, and it is still a huge excitement, but I am afraid that after watching the excitement, I will become the excitement.

As for the Qi practitioners at Ye Han's side in Huang Yuecheng, they all seemed filled with righteous indignation, but none dared to speak out.

The two groups of monks hated Cangyun Lake so much in their hearts, what kind of bullshit Dragon Palace landscape array, cutting tofu with a knife and cutting mud with a sword?

Hujun Yinhou didn't say a word, just stood in place with his eyes lowered, just looking at the ground.

This is very chewy, a rich family smashed a yellow mud wall for someone, and even yelled a few times, their own Dragon Palace was broken, and they lost a lot of fairy money. If you want to put a fart, don’t you say that Cangyun Lake is the top spot in Yinping Kingdom? In a country, the gods of the Five Sacred Mountains on the mountain, and the generals and ministers at the foot of the mountain, all respect Cangyun Lake. No one has ever cared about a usurping emperor's dragon robe.

Therefore, the lower the realm, the more irritable the temper. It is not that no one wants to stand up and reprimand the young sword fairy who is surrounded by heavy siege. The master and Huang Yuecheng saved a share of incense and fire that didn't cost money, but before they could speak out, they all told the mature and prudent monks around them, or the seniors of the master's school, or friends on the road, and told them with ripples in their hearts.In the final analysis, those who kindly remind people are also afraid of being implicated by the reckless people around them.Since the swordsmanship of a sword fairy can withstand even the catastrophe, it is not surprising that he accidentally killed a few people with a flash of sword light.

There was no longer a sneer at the corner of Fan Weiran's mouth, and he looked a little dull.

Ye Han, the lord of Huangyue City, turned his head and looked at the white-clothed sword fairy who broke through two formations with one sword, and asked, "Sword fairy must never stop dying, only when the net is broken will he be willing to give up."

The white-clothed sword fairy just threw the scabbard in his hand on the ground, inserted it into the ground, and took out the folding fan pinned to his waist. He didn't look at Ye Han or He Lu. He tapped the palm of his hand lightly with the folding fan and smiled Meaning, eyes flickering, starting from a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the right hand side, from the upper seat to the lower seat near the entrance of the Dragon Palace Hall, looking down one by one, "I heard that there is a certain fairy master of Mengliang Peak, The idea is novel, and even invited a master of the rivers and lakes to eat shit in the dung bucket, who is it, stand up and let me admire you, if you are too lazy to get up, just raise your hand."

On the other side of Baodong Wonderland, there was a young man and woman with swords, looking at each other.

Isn't this sword fairy in front of you the man in the bamboo hat and green shirt who ate cakes and porridge at the roadside stall outside the city in the early morning? His clothes and demeanor have changed, but his face is absolutely correct

The woman smiled wryly. The crow mouth of the junior brother, the old man squatting on the shoulders of the monkey at the gate of the city, was the culprit who took away the treasure of the fairy family. Now this young ranger has transformed into a Sword Immortal

Chen Ping's gaze finally settled on a group of Qi practitioners in the center.

A man who was relatively closest to the palace gate shrank his neck.

Questions asked, no answers required.The answer revealed itself.Most of the monks on the mountain are so self-seeking to be pure, and they don't want to be contaminated by other people's right and wrong.

At the gate of the Town God's Temple, the unanimous small gesture of asking who is the chief officer of the Department of Yin and Yang, and the colleagues of the Town God's Temple, was quite straightforward.

Now exactly the same.

Chen Ping raised his hand, and the fist-sized black mist of the soul had been wiped away by the stellar energy until it was only the size of a jujube core. He gently rotated it with one finger, and the strands of gangster energy wound it around like a millstone. , Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "This Ye Xiu, who I forgot to ask for his name, said that the immortal master of your dream Liangfeng is the real mastermind behind the scenes. I know that you may not have the brains and courage, so that City Lord Ye is still Master He Xiaoxian."

Meng Liangfeng's four Qi practitioners were gnashing their teeth with anger, but their sitting posture was still as firm as a rock.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "If you don't want to say it, I won't say it. I'm just curious about one thing. Whether it's Huang Yuecheng Ye Han, who is planning to move before you, or He Lu, who is full of resourcefulness, if I tell you to do this matter, will you pay for it? If not, Huang Yuecheng would not be very kind."

He Lu stood up slowly, her expression returned to normal, and she said in a loud voice: "One person does the work and the other is in charge. Don't yell that He Lu came first, and all the grievances and grievances in the city will end with me, He Lu. If I, He Lu, died, it is natural The Sword Immortal is superior, I, He Lu, have no complaints or regrets, what does the Sword Immortal think?"

Ye Han smiled slightly.

If you don't gamble like this, today's Cangyun Huhu Lord banquets everyone, it is a mess, and the three parties who are equal to a fairy on paper will dissipate into a group of mobs.

Fan Weiran was a little surprised, and raised his gaze. This is the patriarch of Baodong Fairyland, and it was the first time he had looked at this young man from Huangyue City.

In the past, he only thought that He Lu was a cultivator who was not inferior to her own girl Yan. She had a bright mind and knew how to be a human being.

Those who have thunder in their chest and face like a flat lake can worship the general.

It's the boy I'm talking about.

As long as this kind of monk with excellent aptitude and mind does not die halfway, Dao can expect Ye Han's great blessing to be able to have such a helping hand.

The old woman thought secretly in her heart.

Could it be that this Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace banquet, after overcoming the difficulties, he simply agreed to the match made in heaven between Yan Yatou and him anyway? Turn her into Baodong Wonderland.One can ebb and flow, and it can not only drive Ye Han to death, but also help his sect make great strides forward.Once this pair of golden boy and jade girl, whom everyone envied, became immortal and Taoist couples, they both entered the Golden Core Realm, and the Huangyue City, which was incomplete, was only supported by Ye Han.I believe that as long as the conditions are right, most of the mountain tops in more than a dozen countries may be the territory of Baodong Wonderland. I believe that with this young man's vision and mind, this account can be calculated clearly.

"Ye Han, as long as this person's words are slightly inappropriate, it will cause public outrage. Let's not miss He Lu's hard-earned opportunity."

So Fan Weiran immediately told Ye Han from the bottom of his heart, "Today, both of you and I should put aside our previous suspicions and cooperate sincerely. Don't hide it anymore. The situation is critical, so we can't help but have our own thoughts."

Ye Han also agreed decisively.

"I thought you were going to say something to be forgiving and forgiving. But it can be seen from this that the real planner of the many schemes in Suijia City is indeed you He Lu."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Since Master He Xiaoxian is so responsible, I respect you as a man. All right, until you He Lu, if you can't take away the sword, I'm here in Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace today, and I will only take your head. "

He Lu was stunned.

Not to mention the others, but Fan Weiran felt a little relieved.

That sword fairy's reply really caught people off guard, but if it is really a fight today, if you click to the end, even if you kill a few more, as long as it doesn't involve too much Baodong fairyland, why not Fan Weiran and Ye Han and Huang Yuecheng? The secret agreement, it is void.

Ye Han's expression changed slightly.

Chen Ping pointed the folding fan at the sword fairy stuck on the ground, "Master He Xiao, don't be polite, just take the sword. After you die, how many monks will miss your kindness. It's a well-deserved death."

He Lu couldn't hold back her face again, and shifted her eyes slightly to look at her master Ye Han who was sitting beside her.

From the side of the bead curtain at the side door of the main hall, a beautiful woman walked out, and said angrily: "You are so arrogant, why do you want to bully others so much, so what if you are a sword fairy that everyone fears you, a cultivator, How can you kill everything like this?"

As the bead curtain was raised and lowered, there was a rattling sound, as crisp as the sound of pearls and jade rolling.

Hujun Yinhou was furious, without turning his head, he swung his sleeves vigorously, "Go back"

With one sleeve, the dragon girl was smashed into the bead curtain, and there was a bang, which should have hit the wall on the other side of the room hard. Listening to the sound, there was no second sound, which meant that the graceful body had not fallen at all. The ground must have sunk into the wall.

Cangyun Huhu Jun's hand is not light and light, but it is very heavy.

Chen Pingan looked at the Lord Hu who was wearing a colorful robe, smiled, looked up and looked around, "It's a good place."

Hu Jun Yinhou bowed and bowed, "The sword fairy came to the humble house, and the small mansion was full of splendor."

Chen Ping tapped the folding fan in his hand twice, and said with a smile: "Shaoxi Canal is the main water temple. Once, you and I fought hotly on Cangyun Lake. Once again, we used the Dragon Palace to gather heroes from all walks of life and fight with them. I am driving the city to learn Taoism from afar, once again. The old saying goes that there are only three things, and this dragon girl who is righteous and reasonable is already the fourth time, what should I do?"

Hujun Yinhou didn't stand up straight, but raised his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Whatever the sword fairy says, Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace will do it."

The white-clothed sword fairy was noncommittal, and said understandingly: "Mr. Hu, don't be in a hurry, wait until Master He Xiaoxian draws the sword. If he pulls the sword, wouldn't you be dumbfounded again? Let go of these cold allies early Heartfelt words will cause you Dragon Palace to share the accounts afterwards, and you will lose a lot of fairy money."

Hujun Yinhou looked pitifully, and said with a wry smile: "Sword Immortal is funny."

Chen Ping pointed at the white-haired old man sitting next to He Lu with his folding fan, "It's time for you to come out and remedy the crisis. If you don't speak to calm people's hearts and try your best to turn the tide, it will be too late."

Ye Han sighed lightly.

The old man who had just been taught the secret language of the city lord didn't sit or stand for a while.

In the end, most of his vigor was lost, and he stood up bravely, "Then let me, an old man who is half buried in the ground, dare to chat with the sword fairy."

But above the main hall of the Dragon Palace, only the sword fairy whispered the word "it's a pity", and it seemed that his expression was still unfinished.

Sword Immortal's actions and words are really unreasonable.

Yan Qing turned her head, because the delicate-looking Cui girl beside her was secretly pulling her sleeve.

Yan Qing quietly stretched out a finger, signaling this girl who had always been very talkative in the teacher's school to keep quiet.

The girl smiled knowingly, nodded lightly, and communicated with Yan Qing with ripples in her heart, "Master Yan, he is cultivating his mind a little, it's so weird, even I can only see it vaguely, like a woodcutter hacking Chai will sharpen the knife first, but he seems to think that we have few people, the grinding stone is not big enough, Yingying Zhuozhuo has the outline of the city, he is probably thinking about the vast number of people in the city, anyway, that's probably what it means This guy is really cunning. He purposely used a few stupid snakes to temper his body on Cangyun Lake, and now he is here again. Alas, Master Yan, you know that I used to admire the second ancestor the most The kind of sword fairy I often talk about, I dare not admire now, it scares me to death."

Yan Qing felt it was unbelievable, and became more and more haggard.

This is a disturbed state of mind that she has never experienced since she practiced Taoism.

It's useless for Shimen to hide the real fairy's mentality latently, and it's useless for his own kung fu to meditate.

The sword fairy in white suddenly muttered to himself, seemingly helpless, "Okay, if you say it's okay, then take it as it is."

The appearance of this person's skin is far from revealing, but he can't bear it. He is a sword fairy with infinite killing power.

At this moment, all the people sitting in the Dragon Palace Hall were a little anxious and suspicious. They always felt that the words and deeds of the immortal in white in front of him had profound meanings of Taoism. This young sword fairy was worthy of being a sword fairy.

Chen Ping turned to the white-haired old man who had already prepared his words, "It's best to shut up."

A faint green sword light suddenly appeared, and the old man's expression changed dramatically. He stamped his foot on the ground, shook his sleeves, and turned into a palm-sized origami flying kite, and began to flee in all directions.

That flying sword followed like a shadow.

The snow-white kite's escape route is also quite particular. Once it tried to escape from the entrance of the main hall, and after being pierced by a flying sword in its wing, it began to swim around the banquet tables. The cups, bowls, and wine cups acted as obstacles to the flying sword, like a dexterous bird flying around the branches and flowers, constantly threading needles and threads, dangerous and dangerous, and even more frightening, the faces of the Qi practitioners turned pale, and they did not dare to stand in front of Huang Yuecheng and Ye Han yelled and cursed, extremely aggrieved, resentful in his heart that this old immortal thing didn't die.

Chen Ping looked at He Lu, "I remind you to take the sword for the last time."

He Lu kept silent, just held the bamboo flute's hand, her veins bulging.

Ye Han got up slowly, with a pleasant face, and asked: "Although the Sword Immortal is safe and sound, we have never really made a big mistake or committed a capital crime. But during this period of time, it is true that we have disturbed the Sword Immortal. Qingxiu, if we, Huang Yuecheng, can take the lead, then I, Ye Han, will personally come forward to help Sword Immortal make up for one or two."

The young sword fairy nodded with a smile, "Of course. City God, the City God who drives you, has a good saying, there is nothing in the world that cannot be discussed."

He stretched out his hand to grasp it, controlled the sword in his hand, and wiped it horizontally with his hand, "Speak, let's make a price."

The sword fairy's actions were too unexpected, and the sword was drawn like lightning. When he flicked his wrist and threw the sword into the scabbard, everyone didn't understand the significance of this move.

The city lord of Huangyue City, who was always known for his gentleness and generosity on the mountains of more than ten countries, suddenly became furious: "Zhu Zi'an dares to kill people in front of you!"

Everyone raised their heads in unison, and finally their eyes rested on the handsome young man who put his hand to his neck.

The fairy bamboo flute in his hand had already fallen to the ground, like the sound of pearls and jade shattering, it was tinkling endlessly.

He Lu staggered back a few steps, blood had already seeped between his fingers, the young exiled immortal had tears all over his face, he covered his neck tightly with one hand, and stretched out his other hand towards Ye Han, whimpering and trembling: "Father, save me!" ,help me"

Fan Weiran was terrified, and then felt that he had been slapped severely, which was burning and painful.

She was almost so angry that her white hair stood on end, and she directly flicked away the golden crown bestowed by the fairy.

What a He Lu, what a Ye Han, what a pair of Zangzhuo father and son who schemed against monks from more than a dozen countries

If I and Baodong Wonderland really have the idea of ​​making Yan Qing and He Lu become Taoist couples, with their father and son's city skills, wouldn't they want meat buns to beat dogs? How can it be compared to Ye Han and He Lu, the two old and young foxes who turned out to be father and son, take ten thousand steps back and say, if Yan girl does not help Taoist He Lu deal with Baodong Wonderland, she will not be able to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors It's a deed, but when the time comes, most of the Dao heart will be destroyed after all. If you really respect the teacher, if you want to help the teacher deal with Huang Yuecheng, Yan Qing will be powerless

Fan Weiran drank the wine in the glass, laughed loudly and said: "Happy, happy, that bad guy He Lu really died well, Ye Han, you are so sad about losing your son, and you still don't hold grudges, and compete with the sword fairy to kill the son!" Enemy, I can bear to replace it with me, today in this Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace, I will die if I die."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "You will die too, don't worry about reincarnation."

Fan Weiran's hearty laughter stopped abruptly.

When He Lu saw that Ye Han was about to stretch out his hand, but then withdrew it, her heart was sad and desperate, her eyes were hazy, she stared at the father who was unwilling to do anything for her, the young man's eyes were full of hatred, and then he turned his head slowly, with blood on his fingers More and more, he looked at the terrified Yan Qing, his eyes turned to pleading, "Yan Qing, save me."

Yan Qing breathed out a turbid breath, grabbed the dagger, stood up, and turned to look at the white-clothed sword fairy, "This time, the sword is only for myself."

The sword fairy in white put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded and said: "If you seek benevolence, you will be benevolent, and if you seek death, you will be killed. Finally, a decent cultivator has emerged from this filthy dragon palace."

Yan Qing stood with a dagger in his hand, and smiled freely. When her state of mind returned to clarity, her spirit flowed, her aura flowed all over her body, and the golden crown on her head glistened, making this alluring woman even more ecstatic.

It's just really nice to look at, but all the Qi practitioners in the Dragon Palace Hall still feel baffled.

Na He Lu staggered back, leaning her back against the wall at last, fell to the ground slumped, and sat on the spot.

Finally a head slipped and fell to the ground.

That point was far inferior to the previous loud thunder, which made all the monks feel a heavy hammer hit their hearts, and they were a little out of breath.

Huang Yuecheng He Lu died just like that.

A cultivating genius who hoped to stand side by side with Ye Han and Fan Weiran on the top of the mountain, just like that, his corpse was separated

Looking at the handsome fairy Yan Qing, the audience was even more amazed.

He is also the most outstanding son of heaven on the mountains of more than a dozen countries.

He Lu was such a sweet-hearted person, but she died in this foreign country, Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace, but this fairy Yan Qingming had a chance to get rid of herself, why was her mind so flooded and confused?

So how did this pair of golden boys and jade girls who almost became gods and couples get together in the first place?

Or is it said that love has deep roots, seeing his lover died, Yan Qing was furious, and drew his sword out of anger

Just throwing a sword at a real sword fairy, it's really not that we look down on you, Yan Qing, and bring shame on ourselves.

At the critical moment when Yan Qing was holding his sword and gaining momentum, the young sword fairy looked at him.

Anomalies

Near the middle seat on Ye Han's side, a table full of delicacies and fine wines exploded, and the Qi trainees on both sides flew straight out, crashing into a large area.

A strong body that radiated golden light broke the case without any warning, stepped on the ground, and the whole Dragon Palace trembled, and then punched out, sending the white-clothed sword fairy flying directly, causing the walls of the hall to shudder. Being smashed through on the spot, not only that, the sound of breaking the wall rang out one after another.

This punch.

It's really a dream that a five-level qi trainer under Liangfeng can hand out

Fan Weiran and Ye Han quickly looked at each other, and they both saw shock and panic in each other's eyes.

This person hides so deeply that he is definitely not a pawn of both sides

Maybe it's the real accomplice of the monkey old man and the fox queen of Yinping country

This sneak attack, as long as there is no precaution in advance, even the two golden cores will definitely not be able to survive, and they will definitely be seriously injured on the spot.

That unattractive man punched at the pinnacle of his life's fist, and after he delivered it heartily, he shattered his entire arm and drooped down. Jigou laughed happily and said, "This killer punch was supposed to be handed over to that old thief Xia Zhen for an opportunity. I never wanted to be snatched by a stunned young man who likes to pretend."

The man looked at the dusty distance through a wall that seemed to have been opened, "It is said that you, a sword fairy, are unreasonable and have a golden body. How are you doing now? Are you still golden? With my punch, even if a real martial artist in the Golden Body Realm hits him, his internal organs will be smashed to pieces, and he will be killed on the spot."

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, and glanced at the long sword in the sheath on the ground, "Sword Immortal, what the hell has been holding you back for a long time, and he went down with a sword and killed a chicken boy in the Sea Viewing Realm, I really think I am invincible."

The corners of Hujun Yinhou's mouth curled up, and then it became bigger and bigger, and finally the whole face was filled with a smile.

Fan Weiran also laughed.

Only Ye Han felt relieved, but when he glanced at the headless corpse on the other side of the wall, his mood was gloomy, and he still couldn't smile at all.

Fortunately, this young son who concealed his identity is after all a sea-observing monk who has achieved Taoism and Dharma, and he has gathered his soul in several key Qi residences on his own.

It's just such a good innate body, with the so-called aptitude of golden branches and jade leaves by that fairy, where can I find it in the future, how can I enter the Jindan state in the future, even green out of blue and better than blue, better than myself, and walk to the top of the mountain with a yellow axe city higher

The other three Qi practitioners in Mengliang Peak swallowed their saliva one by one.

How did this useless junior brother who couldn't beat a fart with a few sticks on weekdays suddenly become a top master with punches like thunder?

Yan Qing stood there blankly.

Above the main hall, even though they knew that the legendary Grandmaster of the Golden Body Stage was an enemy rather than a friend, there was still loud applause, and everyone slapped the table in applause. The pure martial artist gave a thumbs up, and some people began to praise Mengliang Kingdom not only for its prosperity in culture, but also for its prosperity in martial arts. They really should have become the overlord of Mengliang Kingdom, and should have annexed neighboring countries a long time ago. Maybe they can become a great dynasty up.

Yan Qing stood in the noisy and festive hall, feeling empty in his heart.

Fan Weiran laughed so hard that she leaned back, and the old woman also followed the example of that vulgar monk, raising her head and stretching out her thumb towards Yan Qing, "Yan girl, you have made a wonderful achievement, you are a good girl, and when you return to Baodong Wonderland, you will definitely enshrine the patriarch's hall." I reward you with that heavy weapon, I want to see who dares to be unconvinced."

The first to notice something was wrong.

It was the green girl who blinked.It's just that at this moment, let alone small movements, she didn't even dare to open the ripples in her heart.

The delicate and naive girl began to sit upright, acting like a wooden figure.

Then there was the martial artist who secretly climbed to the golden body step by step in Mengliang country.

When the man's face turned serious, Ye Han and Fan Weiran also realized that something was not right.

Hujun Yinhou, who originally wanted to get acquainted with this strong man, also put away the smile little by little, and quickly held his breath and concentrated.

A white-clothed sword fairy walked out of "one door after another" and finally appeared above the main hall.

The qi trainer in the middle of Fan Weiran's side had already scrambled and scrambled, eager to make way for the sword fairy and the golden body master.

I saw that sword fairy patted his shoulder, shook his snow-white sleeves, and said with a smile: "On the ferry, some people said that the Qi practitioners at the Golden Core level here are all paper." The man walked slowly towards the dream Liang Guowufu, there is no sign of "the internal organs are smashed and smashed"

He smiled as he walked: "Now I see you, a martial artist with a golden body, is not much better. It is made of mud, or the kind that has not been dried, so I broke one of my arms. Does it hurt?" "

The man said in a deep voice: "You are actually a martial artist in the remote realm, are you not a sword fairy at all, right or wrong, before you punch, give me a clear explanation."

The man put one hand on his abdomen, put his hand on his forehead, and said helplessly, "Brother, don't be like this, really, you told so many jokes in the Dragon Palace today, I was lucky enough to not be crushed by the catastrophe in that city." Die, and in the end, you are about to laugh to death here."

Hujun Yinhou sighed, sat on the steps, put his hands on his head, come on, I have accepted my fate.Let's fight, let's fight, you can make as much trouble as you like, I just need to frown when the Dragon Palace is demolished, and I will have the same surname as that sword fairy from now on.

Some young monks wanted to laugh but dared not.

The white-clothed sword fairy turned his head to look at Fan Weiran and Hujun Yinhou, "I have the physique of a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, and you spread the news, do you know that I have made a lot of calculations for you? missed"

The man took a deep breath, smiled, and didn't flinch at all. He took a step back with his right foot, raised his only arm, and put on a posture full of punches, "Whether you are in the same situation as me The martial artist, or the sword fairy flying around, then I will learn and learn again."

Chen Ping glanced at the other three Mengliangfeng monks, looked away, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are a little bit interesting, thank you."

The man took a step forward, his fists poured out like a flood, the whole palace shook, and almost all the cases jumped high. Just when everyone thought it was another deadly battle, the man turned out to be a Leaning back, as fast as thunder, he slammed into the wall behind him that hadn't "opened the door". After it shattered with a bang, it seemed that the immortal supernatural power that shrunk thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into a square inch disappeared instantly.

As expected of that martial artist with a golden body that he hadn't seen in 200 years, his body skills are indeed elusive, making it hard to guard against.

It's just that above the main hall, the sword fairy in white has disappeared.

Then on the side of the newly opened wall door, the legendary warrior with a golden body just "walked" back step by step.

Only a big sleeve and palm protruded from the man's heart.

Not only did he instantly block the way of this great martial arts master, but he also made a judgment of life and death. The sword fairy directly pierced through the opponent's chest and back with his left hand.

The sword fairy in white raised his right hand, pressed down on the man's head, and pushed it lightly.

It flew out lightly, and just fell in the middle of the hall.

The sword fairy in white flicked his sleeves, and a stream of scarlet blood immediately splashed out on the ground beside him.

And above the main hall, the origami flying kite was still running wildly, avoiding the faint green sword light behind its buttocks.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I haven't played enough yet."

The green flying sword suddenly accelerated, the paper kite turned into dust, and the bloody white-haired old man fell heavily on the hall floor.

The flying sword flitted back to its master leisurely, like a bird clinging to a person, moving slowly, extremely docile.

Chen Ping glanced at the girl in the emerald green dress, who grinned.

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p;Chen Pingan also smiled, and said: "He Lu in Huangyue City, Yan Qing in Baodong Wonderland, and Yin Hou in Cangyun Lake, none of these three told you that it is best to put the battlefield directly in that place." In the driving city, maybe I am the most restrained, and you are the safest, killing me is hard to say, at least you have a greater chance of running away."

Hujun Yinhou let go of his hand and raised his head, "Sword Immortal, I mentioned this, and He Lu also agreed, and he also came up with a lot of chain links, such as using various techniques to coerce the people to swarm up, Go straight to the ghost house and the like, but in the end, both sides feel that they are too close to the driving city, and it is easy to alarm you, the great sword fairy who can take people's heads with flying swords thousands of steps away, no one wants to go to death first, Huang Yuecheng and The life of the monks in Baodong Wonderland is precious, they don’t take the lead, and the rest of the vassals are not all fools, whoever is willing to do it if they have money to earn their lives, quarrel and quarrel, they have no choice but to let it go. Sword Immortal, I should I said it, I shouldn’t say it, I said it, and then, kill me casually, my dragon palace, a thousand-year foundation, don’t worry about it. After today, as long as the sword fairy is kind, I will not die. Cangyun Lake will definitely repair the landscape of Suijia City Luck, it's a redemption."

After Yan Qing heard the beginning of that sentence, his face turned white and his whole body trembled.

If the Dao heart is unstable, the spiritual energy of the Qi Palace will be unstable, and the hand holding the sword will be even more unstable.

Chen Ping put his fingers together and waved lightly.

The lord of Huangyue City deliberately remained motionless, Ye Han let the long sword penetrate his chest and nailed himself to the wall.

And only a foot away from Fan Weiran's eyebrows, hovering was a dark green flying sword with a slightly trembling tip.

The old woman was also motionless.

"Only you are the smartest, and you will judge the situation one by one. I really admire you for this, and there is absolutely no meaning of cynicism."

Chen Pingan sighed, put his hands behind his back, and walked forward slowly, then caught a glimpse of a flagon, made a casual move, held the flagon in one hand, and the glass in the other, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and smiled, " If there are a few more He Lus present, or if the people in the accompanying city see it, they will not be able to scold me, the sword fairy, for being unreasonable and unforgiving. It's just people who didn't really beat them to death. There are many people who spit out buckets of blood with broken arms and legs. Those with a bodhisattva's heart must be the same as those who were killed."

Hearing these words, all the qi practitioners felt chills all over their bodies.

Listen to the implication of this Great Sword Immortal

Not finished

Chen Ping looked at the old woman sitting on the first seat, "You are lucky, you don't have such a good son as He Lu, so we can discuss it."

Then he turned his head and glanced at Ye Han, "It's hard to say, Lord Ye."

The eyelashes of the girl in the emerald green dress moved.

Still imitating the old monk to sit still, not moving, not moving, not moving, just relying on the weird magic power that seems to be the ancestor's master to enjoy the meal, and take a peek.

Chen Pingan stopped suddenly, as if he lost his sword fairy demeanor in an instant, his expression was exhausted, full of weariness, and his eyes were dim, just like the long sword on the wall that pierced Ye Han's body, the golden light was not visible, he looked around, and looked around again. After pouring a glass of wine, he threw the wine pot back to the original place, and poured the wine in the glass lightly in front of him, as if toasting someone to a grave, and said to himself: "But after those catastrophes, give the City God Temple a devout Burning incense, kneeling and kowtowing over and over again, the people of Suijia City are just happy with the situation. They are the real weak. Regarding many truths, maybe the vast majority of them, especially those who choose to remain silent, will not know what happened all their lives. What. So they worshiped the God of the City, wrongly worshiped the Temple of Fire, but they couldn't be more right. I treat them the same as some of your monks who clean themselves up, clean up their cultivation, ignore the world, and hate the world of mortals. I can’t talk about whether I like it or not. There’s nothing to say right or wrong. There are thousands of roads under your feet, whoever walks is not walking. You said, the god of fire in the driving city until the end, you seemed to be on the roof of the temple, and you didn’t scold me. Instead, he slammed himself into the sea of ​​clouds and Tianjie, his golden body was shattered into two pieces, I really couldn't speak at that time, otherwise I would have scolded you a few times, punched you and rolled you back to the temple to stay, it's just a little Tianjie, I will die and almost die. I can be regarded as a cultivator anyway. I am half-dead, so what are you afraid of? I won't say, people's hearts are still ghosts, who dares to believe anyone."

in speech.

There was a pop between Fan Weiran's eyebrows.

As if being hit hard on the head, he leaned back.

On the contrary, Ye Han was still unharmed, just staring at being nailed to the wall.

But the old woman definitely didn't really die, because the old woman's face and body withered instantly, but there was a burst of unusual energy ripples in the Dragon Palace, which disappeared in a flash.

The young sword fairy seemed a little helpless, crushing the wine glass in his hand.There is no way, that Zhang Yuqing Light Talisman has been destroyed long ago, otherwise this kind of fairy method that can disperse the yin and spirit like a mist and hide a natal golden pill at the same time, no matter how treacherous and unpredictable, as soon as the Yunxiao Palace Talisman of Zhang Chongxuan Department comes out, it will instantly disappear. Covering a radius of several miles, the old patriarch of Baodong Wonderland probably still couldn't escape.As for the fact that he was unable to draw talismans after the war, not to mention the authentic talismans of alchemy scripts he was proficient in, none of them could deal with this situation.

Therefore, monks on the mountain have always been easy to win and hard to kill, especially Qi practitioners who have entered the golden core state, who do not have several ways to save their lives.

In this regard, a pure martial artist would be much more straightforward. If you catch a pair and fight, you will often die if you lose.

But it doesn't matter, the golden crown on the old woman's head is still there.

It may be that it cannot be taken away, or it may be that it is carried away to escape, and obvious traces will be revealed. The old woman is too afraid of her flying sword.

Chen Pingan took out the folding fan, twirled it with two fingers, opened and closed slowly, and said with a smile, "Why, I believe whatever I say. Then I said that I am a martial artist of the sixth realm, and I am not a swordsman at all. Do you believe it or not?"

Chen Pingan looked at one of the monks Meng Liangfeng, "Tell me about it."

The man knelt down and shouted loudly: "Whatever the Sword Immortal says, the little ones will believe it"

Chen Ping turned his head, looked at the young man and woman holding swords, and said, "It's a coincidence that we meet again, and the two immortal masters will gain something during the trip to the city."

The young man sat down on the ground.

The young woman said softly: "Returning to the Sword Immortal, but there is no gain."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "The old man squatting on his shoulders didn't miss you during the scuffle."

The young female cultivator said bitterly: "As soon as we saw him, we ran away."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It should be so. Let your junior brother have a better temper in the future, and then go down the mountain to experience, walk in the rivers and lakes, watch more and talk less."

For the first time, being greeted by this unpredictable young swordsman, the young female cultivator did not feel the slightest joy, she just felt that everything was over, no need to think about it, she and her junior brother were going to die.He Lu, a martial artist with a golden body in Mengliang Kingdom, Fan Weiran, the old man of Huangyue City who enshrined the Yuan Immortal, the lord of the city Ye Han, who died or was wounded, who had chatted with this Sword Immortal, which one? end well

Chen Ping rubbed the center of his brows, frowned slightly, then relaxed instantly, and smiled at the two of them: "It's fate to meet, you go first."

The junior brother who was limp on the ground got up and rushed to the entrance of the main hall.

His senior sister couldn't dissuade him in time, and felt that a bloody scene of a head being cut off by a flying sword was about to happen. He never thought that his junior brother not only ran away, but also anxiously shouted: "Senior sister, hurry up!"

The young female cultivator hesitated for a moment when she saw the white-clothed Sword Immortal whose smiling eyes were like a warm spring breeze and the abyss of an ancient well, and then saluted, "Thank you Sword Immortal for your kindness outside the law."

Trembling with fear, she circulated her spiritual energy and slowly swept out of the messy Dragon Palace.

Chen Ping went straight forward and walked up the steps, where Hujun Yinhou was sitting.

As for the flying sword, it was always lingering around the sword fairy in white.

Sword Immortal, you can do whatever you want, anyway, I can't beat my fingers and crooked thoughts to death today.

However, Chen Pingan did not sit on the seat that looked like an emperor's dragon chair, but just stretched out his fingers and tapped it, as if inspecting the goods.

Chen Pingan turned around, held the handle of the dragon chair with his hands, and faced everyone in the hall, "I am blind and can't tell the good from the bad, so I'll treat you as equals. At the banquet tonight, half will die and half will live." You are either close friends, or sworn enemies who want to show your brains. Anyway, you are all familiar with your family background. Let’s talk about who did what evil things. Try to pick the big one. The more shocking the world, the better. Others have Yes, if you don’t, you have become a good person, so you have a chance to live.”

There was silence in the hall.

The white-clothed swordsman smiled again: "One thing to add, there are fights on the mountain, plotting or something, don't count. Tonight we will only talk about things down the mountain."

Suddenly, a tender and clear voice sounded softly, "Sword Immortal, it's still daytime, so we shouldn't say tonight."

Chen Ping looked at the person who spoke, it was the girl in the emerald green dress, and according to the seating arrangement, she was a respected child of Baodong Wonderland.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Thank you for reminding me, I saw that the Dragon Palace hall is brightly lit, and I mistakenly thought it was night."

Ye Han suddenly said: "The Sword Immortal's saber is not a magic weapon, so it is, but this is the right way."

Chen Ping waved his hand, "I know that you Jindan gods have endless tricks, so get out of here."

Ye Han laughed loudly, and actually stepped forward, letting the long sword pass through his body and rest on the wall.

Ye Han sighed and said: "I never thought that our Huangyue City would be reduced to this point. The son who was most likely to inherit the family business died, the chief priest died, and I, Ye Han, also hurt the foundation of the Dao. There is no hope of taking that step forward in this life. This sword fairy, what do you want me to do, Ye Han, so that I don't chase to Huangyue City and kill us."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's very simple, you don't need to set up a ecstasy formation with me here. Since you can't break your golden core, you should hurry to find your backer. After the previous catastrophe, he was in the driving city The person who showed up in the sky, if you guessed correctly, you have something to do with him. That person is very high-level, and he hurt me. When he came, we just settled the old and new ones together. But if he can call that person The people behind the scenes who successfully snatched the treasure, let's deal with a junior like me, even if you, Ye Han, have a lot of face, I can only run away with oil on my feet, our Lord Hu has a canal master, and there is a piece of water in her temple The plaque is excellent, and the green water flows forever."

Ye Han said helplessly: "Since the Sword Immortal has broken the secret, can he just keep dying and won't let me take He Lu's soul away?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "I want you to take away the three souls and seven spirits of Master He Xiaoxian, so that you can reveal the clues of the way of escape. .”

Ye Han nodded and said: "It's not true, then as the sword fairy said, the green water flows forever."

The lord of Huangyue City directly crushed the jade tablet on his waist.

The figure disappeared out of thin air.

Chen Pingan turned his head to look at the roof, as if his eyes had already gone to the distance of Cangyun Lake.

The effect of shrinking the ground into an inch of this jade tablet is even more exaggerated than a golden square inch talisman.

Chen Ping rubbed his brows.

Splitting headache.

With a flash of golden light, the long sword on the wall pierced a key acupoint of He Lu's headless body.

Then there was a puff of black smoke gushing out of He Lu's body, and it instantly turned into ten strands, trying to go their separate ways, but the sword fairy in white swung his sleeves, and all of them hit the wall, turning into ashes and falling down.

When he raised his head, his expression softened, "You can start presenting the facts and reasoning. Cherish it. I believe that in your previous monastic careers, there were few times when you could rely on reasoning to help yourself survive."

The white-clothed sword fairy grabbed the air, the scabbard flew back to him, and the long sword returned to the sheath in mid-air.

He was sitting on a dragon chair with a horizontal sword on his knees.

Yan Qing faced the white-clothed sword fairy who was sitting on a high place, and said in a deep voice, "It's scary to see you like this."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Don't talk about you, I'm even afraid of myself."

The girl in the emerald green dress quickly grabbed Yan Qing's wrist, her face was full of anxiety, with tears in her eyes, she said in a deep voice: "Master Yan, really don't say any more, he has already tried to kill you twice before, really In addition, this time, what he said is only three years old. This sword fairy speaks, surrounded by clouds and fog, no one can understand or guess, but his general intentions can't fool me. Aunt Yan, I beg you It’s up to you and the Second Patriarch to treat me sincerely, I don’t want you to die too.”

Chen Ping'an leaned his elbows on the handle of the dragon chair, leaned his body, and sat lazily, "If you don't say anything else, I'll kill you casually."

So people began to expose the background of another Qi trainer.

He is a cave monk from a hostile sect.

The background of the sect is not deep, the realm of the monk is not high, but the bad things he has done are not rare.

It was the one who spoke, carefully selected.

On the line of life and death, if you don't use your brain, do you still have to go to the legendary palace of the underworld to cry for grievances?

Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace is still brightly lit, it is difficult to distinguish day and night.

But the scene on the lake is already a crescent crescent and willow branches, quiet and serene.

The lights in Suijia city were already turned off early, and the lanterns were taken off. Every household stayed behind closed doors, not daring to increase the light at night, which would only cause trouble.

Bibo parted, and walked out a young sword fairy in white with a sword on his back, and beside him was the Lord Cangyunhuhu who had taken a reassurance.

As for the inside of the Dragon Palace, after so much quarreling, most of them died in the end, not the half that was agreed in advance.

Of all the lucky ones who survived, none of them felt that the master Sword Immortal had a bad temper.

In Chen Ping'an's hand was a crystal clear porcelain vase with rippling emerald green water inside. This bottle carried the essence of water, not to mention its rarity and value, and it was like a timely rain to him.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Mr. Hu, do you think your luck is good or bad?"

Mr. Hu, who had lost the purple magic robe, smiled and said: "I don't think about it at all. In the future, I, Mr. Cangyun Huhu, will definitely protect this side of water and soil. It's too long-term, so I don't dare to talk about it, so I will follow it honestly." According to the order of the sword fairy, to protect the boundary waters of Cangyun Lake, the weather has been smooth and rainy for 100 years, without any natural disasters. As for man-made disasters, we still follow the instructions of the sword fairy and let it go."

"It's a good way to say it among you water gods."

Chen Pingan smiled, and said: "There is another thing, don't forget."

Hu Lord Yinhou bowed his head and cupped his fists and said: "It must be remembered in the heart, and the sword fairy can rest assured. If it doesn't work, the sword fairy will come back from his travels in the next year, pass by this Cangyun Lake, and kill me with another sword."

The sword fairy in white went away with his sword.

Not only did he lose his dragon robe, but also the dragon chair, Lord Cangyunhuhu. He didn't straighten up for a long time, and he let out a long breath when he touched the young sword fairy and went more than a hundred miles away.

I never thought that as long as I survived, I would feel extremely happy.

There is nothing more impermanent than this.

Before that sword fairy was in the main hall of his own Dragon Palace, why did he feel like he was a city god with clear rewards and punishments?

Strange and strange.

This is probably the real sword fairy in the legend.

The two female cultivators escaped from the water and came to the lake. Lake Lord Yinhou saw that beautiful face again, and felt that his eyes were burning just by looking at it. It was all caused by these monks from Baodong Wonderland. Disaster

Hujun Yinhou snorted coldly, and escaped from the water.

The little girl in the emerald green dress complained: "That sword fairy is greedy for money. After getting the golden crown of the fairy family from Fan Laozu, even the one on Aunt Yan's head, that's all. I'm ashamed to ask if there is any Xiaoshu Qianguyu?" Qian, I'm right that I don't admire Sword Immortals, this kind of Sword Immortal who has plucked his hair, doesn't look like a Sword Immortal at all."

It turned out that Yan Qing no longer had a golden crown on his head.

She held the girl's hand, looked into the distance, looked dazed, then smiled and said: "That's right, why does girl Cui admire this kind of person."

The girl hugged Yan Qing's arm, shook it gently, and asked delicately: "Master Yan, why don't we return to Baodong Wonderland with the master, the world outside is so dangerous."

Yan Qing suddenly smiled and said, "Girl Cui, let's not go back to the teacher's school, let's go to the rivers and lakes."

The girl thought for a while, her smile bloomed and she was radiant, "Well, I've been wanting to drink secretly for a long time."

When the monks and beasts of the Dragon Palace in Cangyun Lake dispersed.

The fairy in white entered the city with his sword, but he didn't go directly to the haunted house.

Instead, he folded his sword behind his back and landed in a dark alley. He bent down and picked up a small summer coin. He held the coin in one hand and slapped his forehead with a folding fan with the other. Dirty hand money is also picked up in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, and they have made such a fortune, so it’s not enough. Forget it, it’s right, don’t pick it up for nothing, don’t worry, I haven’t been a good cultivator for so many years, I earn money, I cultivate, I practice boxing, whoever does poorly, who is the son and grandson. It is difficult to kill the Nascent Soul, compete with yourself, I have lost, okay, I have lost, it was quite miserable. It's not that I'm great"

I am afraid that only Jiang Shangzhen or Yang Ningxing from the Chongxuan Department can understand these words.

Swinging his big sleeves, the sword fairy in white walked back to the haunted house in a leisurely way.

Occasionally, the door gods who passed by the gate had a little spiritual light, and they immediately retreated and hid.

With a little tiptoe, he climbed over the wall and landed in the yard.

After Chen Pingan landed, he narrowed his eyes instantly.

Du Yu was taken aback, as if seeing a ghost in the daytime, he quickly spread out his hand, revealing that he didn't know how many pairs of Shenren Chenglujia's Bingjia Jiawan could be bought. Although his teeth were fighting, he still complained vigorously Said: "Senior, a guy who first called himself Zhou Fei, and then called himself Jiang Shangzhen, said he was a good brother of senior, snatched that child away, and I performed a body-holding technique on him, and he couldn't move his whole body. No, he also said that the little orphan has the aptitude for cultivation, and he brought it back to Aquarius Continent, telling seniors not to worry, just travel to the north without worry."

Chen Pingan nodded, took off the sword fairy and waved it casually, and nailed the sword and sheath into a pillar, then sat on the bamboo chair, fastened the sword gourd, and Flying Sword Fifteen happily swept into it, Chen Ping Ping An lay back and said slowly: "Understood. You can keep this Golden Crow Armor Pill. It should be yours. Don't be polite to that guy. Anyway, he has money, and if he has more money, he will burn his hands."

Du Yu was overjoyed. After holding back for a long time, he still couldn't hold back his smiling face. He could finally sit on the small bench with peace of mind and carefully look at the priceless Bingjia Jiawan.

Chen Ping glanced at him and smiled, "I won't stay here for long, you will go out of the city with me when the time comes, and then you will go your own way. But I have agreed with you in advance, and I will only care about your life and death in the future. I can say that I am not destined to die. I have already spoken to Mr. Cangyun Huhu. After this trip to the north, I will return to the south in the future. For you, it is also a talisman, but it is still not a life-saving talisman. If my guess is correct, there is not one big monk behind the scenes, but two monks. Fortunately, one of them is very likely to be related to Mengliang Kingdom. He has already succeeded. There is a reason to kill me, but It may not be too persistent. Of course, the better situation is that if they don't attack me, and I don't die in the north, that amulet will always work. After all, I am not your ancestors. After all, you, Du Yu, will ask for more Good luck. So if you are beaten to death one day, it must be at least the Nascent Soul, and I will try my best to avenge you when the time comes."

some words.

Chen Ping still did not speak.

For example, Jiang Shangzhen never procrastinates when doing things.

Maybe apart from seeing Du Yu, there might be another thing about him, Jiang Shangzhen, who disdains to talk to outsiders.

This guy who was born as an authentic Immortal Genealogy Master is an Immortal Genealogy Master who Chen Pingan thinks is more wild than a wild cultivator.

As for Liu Laocheng from Liudao in Shujian Lake Palace and Liu Zhimao in Qingxia Island, Chen Pingan knew all about the difficulties, not to mention that Jiang Shangzhen still had money.

Chen Ping'an wasn't even sure who had more magic weapons when this guy met Cui Dongshan.

It is estimated that the two people each brought a small bench to eat melon seeds, and then did not do anything. It is just that each person has a magic weapon. You smash it and I throw it. Can the two sides chat all night?

So you still have to make more money.

In addition to the inexplicable child who "falls into the money nest", it is considered a favor owed by him, Chen Pingan, which is not small.

This made Chen Pingan a little helpless.

After thinking about it carefully, Du Yu carefully put the Golden Crow Armor Pill into his sleeve. His mother was really heavy, and he smiled openly and said, "Senior, it's not that I, Du Yu, boasted. I have experienced so many things by my senior's side. How will this be?" I'm so brave"

Chen Pingan looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu chuckled, "I can pull it down."

It is considered that I have spoken first, so I don't bother the seniors.

Chen Pingan opened the folding fan, shook it lightly, and said with a bright smile, "Hey, after meeting Jiang Shangzhen, Brother Du Yu's skill has improved."

Du Yu smiled and said: "Don't dare, senior Jiang is a friend of the same generation of seniors, and I am a junior among juniors, so I can't match you."

Chen Ping closed his eyes, smiled and said, "It's disgusting again."

Du Yu scratched his head.

After dawn, the senior told him to do a strange thing, to go to the Suijiacheng store to buy Spring Festival couplets, painted door gods and the characters of Spring and Fortune.

Du Yu was uneasy, not because he was afraid of throwing dung on people as soon as he went out, but because he was afraid that the gods on the top of the mountain like Fan Laozu and Ye Chengzhu would pick up soft persimmons, seize the opportunity to slap him to death, and run away.

What was the result of senior's trip to Cangyun Lake last night? Du Yu didn't dare to ask if senior didn't tell.

Du Yu tremblingly went to buy things that he had never touched in his life, not only paid the bill, but also gave some extra coins as a reward.

His mother's father now wants to be kind and friendly every day, and be kind to others

In case any child on the street was frightened, Du Yu wanted to take the initiative to admit his mistake.

Back to the haunted house smoothly, Du Yu stood outside the door, carrying a package on his back, wiping off his sweat, the world was dangerous, and there were murderous intentions everywhere, as expected, he only felt at ease by staying closer to his senior.

At this moment, everyone Du Yu met on the road was a master who had hidden deep knowledge.

Then the senior took the package, and without Du Yu's help, he started posting the door god couplets and the spring characters and blessings by himself.

When the senior finished posting the last spring character, he raised his head and was speechless in a daze.

For no reason, Du Yu remembered that his senior once said "a spring breeze", and said that this is the best saying in the world and should not be abused.

The two left the haunted house.

The senior went to the ruins of the Fire God Temple, and wherever he went, the common people scattered in a hurry, fearing like wolves and tigers and leopards.

The senior squatted on the ground at the ruins of the main hall, twisted out three sticks of incense, put the incense on the ground, and said with a smile: "I can't fulfill your wish, and you will be pulled down as soon as you close your eyes. I still want you to come back and accompany me. Careful. Next time we meet, after scolding me, don't forget to buy me a drink."

Du Yu didn't know why the senior said so. Could it be possible that the god of the Vulcan Temple, who died so badly, could still be alive? Eliminate the landscape genealogy, but it will take a lot of incense, and how many pious prayers of the people in the city to reshape the golden body

The two left the driving city together.

After walking for some time in the mountains and rivers, one day, the senior who had long since given up the bamboo hat and green shirt took out the bamboo hat and walking stick, and carried the heavy bamboo box on his back, but he was still wearing a snow-white suit. robe.

Chen Pingan handed Du Yu two pages of paper, "One is called the Yang Qi Lantern Talisman, and the other is called the Breaking Barrier Talisman. In the future, when you walk around the rivers and lakes, doing good and evil is your own business, but if you encounter some You can do superfluous things that you don’t want to do, such as being an old-fashioned and warm-hearted knight-errant, or being a Qi trainer who slays demons and eliminates evil for the people. Only then can you use these two kinds of talismans. Greedy, I learned the method of drawing symbols, and treat them as two pieces of waste paper, can I do it, and then decide whether to accept it or not. If you accept it, remember to destroy it after reading it. If you don’t accept it, just leave, it doesn’t matter .”

Du Yu took the two pieces of paper without any hesitation, "Don't worry senior, as senior said, life and death are self-inflicted. I took these two pieces of paper today, and in the future I will learn how to become the immortal master taught by senior." Talisman, as long as it's not a fatal situation, and I have the courage, I, Du Yu, will definitely do it."

The man smiled and patted Du Yu's shoulder, "It's pretty good."

Du Yu actually burst into tears.

Looking at the figure of the senior who was gradually going away.

Du Yu suddenly asked: "Senior, since he is a sword fairy, why didn't he travel far away with his sword?"

The man just supported the bamboo hat, waved his hands, and continued on his way.