"You can't buy sugar gourds here. The young man shook his head, thinking that it was really bad, he had forgotten that this little girl loved to eat sugar gourds, although she could barely make it, but I am afraid she would not be able to eat it.

"Do you know the origin of this Higashi Mitsui?" the young man coughed twice, trying to divert the topic.

"Childe, have you forgotten that Chu Jiu reads more books than you on weekdays?" blinking his big eyes, Chu Jiu innocently "reminded" the boy.

"This ......," the young man coughed twice, "can you listen to it again?"

"Childe, then you can take me to eat sugar gourd skewers after listening!"

The boy felt that if he continued to cough like this, he would really become a tuberculosis. "You can also make this sugar gourd skewer boy by himself, buy two sweet fruits, and add some honey or something......"

Don't look over your head and ignore him.

The boy scratched his head and didn't know what to do, but at this moment, the sky seemed to darken, and a dull sound sounded, as if there was a muffled thunder in the daytime.

"It's finally begun...... "The young man looked at him with a bright light, "Hurry up on the ninth day of the new year, and when I come back, I'll send a letter to my father asking him to send a box of sugar gourds to string over." ”

Chu Jiu looked at the somewhat restless crowd and said in a low voice: "Childe, will those people ......?"

"They'll be fine," the boy looked at a few men in black with golden rose markings on their clothes in the crowd, "because the Guardian Division's men have already arrived." ”

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"The sky is clear and turbid, and the sky is quiet. Descend to the end, and give birth to all things. Transcending the induction of the five realms of heaven and man, and the introduction of clear qi into the body and the integration of the turbidity fetus, it is called a mystery. Cultivators of the Xuanhe Realm, I've only seen them in books. ”

Kong Ling held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely to the ground, and there was no fear in his eyes when he looked at Liu Mo, but a touch of solemnity still appeared in his eyes. He raised his hand and raised his sword, but he was only on the defensive, firmly guarding his portal.

Liu Mo looked at the shattered scythe, "Xuanquan's twenty-eight sword drawing technique is indeed the most swordsman's move. ”

What Liu Mo had just used was just an ordinary imperial weapon attack technique, but as Kong Ling said, a high-ranking cultivator itself is an irresistible power in the mortal world. Mo said that a sickle flew out, even if it was a drop of water, it had the ability to pierce the boulder in Liu Mo's hands.

Although Kong Ling didn't understand the specific differences between the realms of cultivators, he still felt the threat of death at the moment when the scythe arrived, as a soldier for a long time. Although he was able to block it with the "Tongfeng Qi" sword move of Xuanquan's twenty-eight swords, the sword move of Tongfeng Qi was the most powerful and the most powerful at the moment when the sword was drawn.

The sword had been drawn, which meant that he could not use this sword move a second time in this fight.

Liu Mo waved his hand lightly, and the remaining three farm tools in the bamboo basket all flew out and shot straight towards Kong Ling. The three farm tools were all bladeless, and the rust on the surface was even clearly visible, but Kong Ling would not suspect that the thing hitting him would definitely kill or injure him.

Kong Ling's face showed a solemn look, he didn't take a defensive position anymore, but when they flew into his attack range, the sword in his hand stabbed out quickly like a poisonous snake.

When the sword in his hand pierced the three farm tools that were already old in terms of style and age, Kong Ling's face changed greatly. He felt that his stabbing was not ordinary wood and stone at all, and he was more like a sword shot at a mountain.

The mountains are majestic, and Kong Ling abandons the sword.

Liu Mo glanced at him coldly, stretched out his hand, and the three farm tools continued to fly towards him.

At this moment, it seemed to be cold all around. Liu Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at a place, "After watching here for so long, I realized that Your Excellency must be the new head of the Weidao Division, right?"

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"Childe, you said that the old monster is a cultivator of the Six Realms, but the deputy head is also a cultivator of the Six Realms of Body Refining, why is there such a big gap between the two?"

On the eaves of a building, Chu Jiu and the young man in white were watching the battle between the two in the field. Chu Jiu was contrary to the norm just now, and watched the battle between the two with relish. The young man had his eyes half-closed, and he looked as if he was about to fall asleep. "Childe!" Chu Jiu shook the white-clothed young man vigorously, and the young man woke up from his daze.

"It's so boring, those cultivators' Dao techniques, he doesn't use any of them, how can I have the heart of the Dao. The boy rubbed his eyebrows.

"Originally, there were only three realms of body refining, refining skin and flesh, refining bone and blood, and refining internal organs. However, in order to show that the way of refining the body was not inferior to the way of refining the qi of the cultivators, Da Yuan forcibly dismantled these three realms into nine small realms. Under the improvement of those martial arts masters, although they already have a good appearance, after all, the cultivation of qi refining has been passed down since the beginning of Great Qi, and it has a history of thousands of years. The Nine Realms of Refining the Body have only been for more than a hundred years, how can they compare to the Six Realms of cultivators. ”

"Childe, the sixth realm of a cultivator is the realm of the Xuanhe Realm, which leads the pure qi of the heavens into the turbid body. What is the sixth realm of the refining body?"

The young man in white sneered: "The mountain is high and dangerous, and I can calm down." The Six Realms are flat mountains, but that's it. ”

"That Kong Si Shou's swordsmanship and strength are the best choice, but against a cultivator, strength alone is not enough, but also a fine and precise judgment, crossing the river and hitting the middle stream. That's exactly what I'm talking about. ”

As he spoke, the young man suddenly felt something, his eyes widened, and he said with a smile: "The show is coming, it's time to see the final results of this old revision and the new law." ”

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Kong Ling floated back expressionlessly. He slowly leaned over towards that place and hugged his fists and said, "Wei Dao Si Kong Ling will meet the head of the department." ”

Suddenly, it was as if a faint sigh came from the void. "Stand down. Senior Liu's Taoism is high, and you are still a lot behind. ”

Kong Ling didn't show any unwillingness on his face, leaned over and hugged his fist again, and took a dozen steps back.

"Next, please let me ask Senior Liu for advice. ”

Liu Mo waved his hand to let those farm tools fly back into the bamboo basket. He didn't speak, but slowly rolled up his brown cuffs. Layer after layer, roll the left hand and roll the right hand. He was very attentive, and although the calluses on his hands were very clear, his movements were more delicate than those of flowers.

"Please!"

As soon as the words fell, the surroundings were suddenly cold.

"How can there be snow in summer?" Chu Jiu looked around in surprise, "Could this also be made by a body refiner?"

The young man in white looked at the snow fluttering around him, shook his head and groaned: "In March, poplar flowers fly all over the sky, fluttering for ten miles of snow like the wind. ”

"Childe, you have memorized the wrong poem again! It's May, not March, and today is the summer solstice! And where do you get the poplar flowers here?"

The young man heard Chu Jiu say this, but there was no embarrassment on his face, he smiled and said: "Yang Hua is regarded as a snowflake, and a snowflake can also be regarded as a Yang flower." On the ninth day of junior high school, although you read a lot of books, you should look at the world outside the books. ”

Whether it is a poplar as a snowflake, or a snowflake as a poplar. Liu Mo didn't understand. He's just a farmer. But at this time, the farmer's brows were tightly furrowed, he looked at a certain place in the void, and said lightly: "There is snow in May, either divine power or illusion." Are you a cultivator of the Nine Peaks and One Line?"

The wind and snow seem to be in a hurry.

"Sure enough," Liu Mo said to himself, regardless of the other party's reaction, "Jiuzhi has more stars." The only place that was not abandoned in the hands of several cultivators of the Great Zhou was Si Tianjian. I'm afraid that in addition to the head of the Weidao Division, you still have an identity in the Heavenly Prison. ”

"Fellow Daoist Gao Jian, I am indeed one of the cultivators of the previous dynasty. In the wind and snow, a figure slowly emerged, "But Da Yuan's way of refining the body can cooperate with the cultivator's qi refining. I think that's true now. ”

"Luo Mengru, the head of the Great Yuan Wei Dao Division, and the Heavenly Supervisor of the Great Yuan Division, have met Senior Liu. ”

Liu Mo was a little disgusted, for a farmer like him, the other party's style obviously violated his one-third of an acre of land. "Miss Mengdie, the old man won't accept your gift. A cultivator is a practitioner, and the lower ninth stream is the lower ninth stream. There is no way to neutralize the two. Today, you may be able to defeat me with this method, but you will definitely not be able to destroy the remaining cultivators. ”

As soon as Liu Mo finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and flicked it, as if he didn't want to say more. He reached out and made a very peculiar knot, then he made a gesture, and then a very peculiar knot was made, and then a third ...... Dao Yin's gestures became faster and faster, and if everyone could still see some clues at the beginning, now they only saw endless afterimages.

The wind and snow are hurrying. The figure in the wind and snow stretched out her hand, and a three-foot long sword reached her hand. There was no sword move like Kong Ling's, she simply stabbed forward. But the whole piece of wind and snow seemed to be overturned by a huge force, and collapsed towards the place where the tip of the sword was pointing!

Liu Mo's face turned a little red, but his palms were still flying up and down quickly. Just when the tip of the sword was still three feet away from him, his eyes burst into light. He gently pushed the last handprint forward, and in an instant, the wind and snow shattered, and the sword light faltered.

The figure retreated, and the flying snowflakes turned into sword lights, preventing the illusory handprint from approaching. Liu Mo was obviously a little tired, but regardless of the results of the battle, he sat directly on the ground, as if he was overdrawn.

The illusory handprint directly penetrated the sword light and instantly hit the figure. Mengdie didn't even have a second chance to use the sword, so she was already beaten upside down and flew out. The wind and snow suddenly disappeared in the clear sky of the summer solstice.

"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. There are thousands of Taoist mudras, and Liu Mo has made at least two hundred different [Ten Thousand Things Mudras] just now, otherwise, the person lying there now is probably him. ”