Tian Dao ate the string of sugar gourds in his hand one by one, and the red belly pocket on his body shone in the sunlight, flashing with dazzling golden light.

He bowed his head.

Looking at the Begonia Garden in the distance,

Tiandao never thought that Emperor Zun would choose to come to this remote galaxy to live.

Plans don't have time to change.

But everything was going as he had hoped.

Progress has been slow, but everything is under control.

"Slowly let the martial arts enter the eyes of ordinary people, I made the right move. ”

Heavenly Dao groaned: "The aura has been blocked for thousands of years, and it's time to slowly wake up." ”

He suddenly thought of the Jing Ke who was sluggish and easy to be cold, and his expression was complicated:

"It's just Jing Ke, you have been looking for the key to the Nine Kings Palace for thousands of years, with your longevity...... How long can I find it. ”

"The man in the coffin, is it worth your hard work?"

"She's not worth it. ”

Tiandao stood up with emotion, and the vicissitudes in his eyes flashed away, replaced by clarity and confusion.

"Well, everything doesn't matter to me. ”

Tiandao patted his buttocks, licked his lips and said, "Lao Zhangtou has started selling sugar gourds again, go buy two more strings." ”

Sugar gourds are very sour.

It is so sour that the way of heaven can temporarily forget those unhappy pasts.

Earth.

It's getting more and more like home.

......

......

A sea island in the north, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

This is Penglai Island.

An island is a pavilion, which is called Penglai Sword Pavilion!

The Sword Pavilion has been passed down for an unknown number of years.

The sword mound in the core area, I don't know how many swords are buried.

Some people say that there are 100,000 swords in the sword mound, and some people say that there are millions of swords hidden here, but no one has ever counted them.

Over here.

It is the holy place of Huaguo sword cultivation.

Even the cherry blossom country, where kendo geniuses have sprung up, often comes to Penglai Island to ask for swordsmanship.

It's just that in China, many warriors don't like weapons, mainly because they are not portable.

This is because it is necessary to sign various documents and regulations with the relevant departments of the local martial arts association.

If you want to take it to other places, the procedures are more cumbersome, and you need to apply for and get the consent of the relevant departments.

This is true when it is used, and the same is true for the destruction of weapons, and the state must consider the safety of ordinary people.

After all, martial artists already use too much strength beyond ordinary people, and then use weapons, which is even more unrestrictive.

Of course.

For some people or denominations, the procedure is a little simpler.

The shed, the Sword Pavilion, is one of them!

However, not all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are qualified to wear swords to go down the mountain, and only when they have cultivated to the seventh rank and become a true Sword Sect can they be exempted from the formalities.

Or an inner disciple who is gifted with demons.

Although it did not reach the seventh grade, the sect was willing to spend a lot of money on cultivation, and went to the sword mound in advance to find a sword as a natal sword embryo sacrifice, and hid it in the storage magic weapon.

That Deng Shu.

It's one of them.

This is equivalent to using storage space to bypass those so-called procedures in disguise, and the Martial Arts Association also turns a blind eye to this.

After all, in order to defend Chang'an, a faction of three sects and nine pavilions shed countless blood,

Now.

Deng Shu, the genius of the sword path, knelt in front of a very inconspicuous bamboo house on the mountain behind the Penglai Sword Pavilion.

"Master, they are really too deceitful!"

Deng Shu said unwillingly: "What kind of moon people are coming, this is clearly an excuse made by the East China Sea Martial Arts Association!"

"That's what I thought, too. ”

Inside the bamboo tree, a cold voice came, and a woman in a white dress walked away.

The face is stained with frost, like an iceberg snow lotus that no one can approach.

She.

It's called Rong March.

He is only thirty years old, but he is a powerhouse of the Divine Gate Realm, and he is the Supreme Elder of the Lai Jian Pavilion.

Looking at the figure of Shizun, Deng Shu, who was kneeling in front of the bamboo house, flashed a hidden admiration in his eyes.

Rong March is extremely talented in kendo, and he had an adventure in his early years, and he is almost the strongest Shenmen realm in Huaguo.

But Penglai Sword Pavilion is as low-key as the other factions.

They are sacred places of cultivation.

There is no need for those false names.

But this does not mean that in the face of bullying, you have to choose to swallow your anger, and the clay people still have three points of anger.

"I will personally go to the East China Sea to give you an explanation. Rong March spoke calmly.

"Master, but the Pavilion Master has expressly forbidden this matter and cannot be ...... anymore" Deng Shu hesitated.

"Deng Shu, you disappointed me. ”

Rong Yue said coldly: "There has never been a so-called rule, the sword in your hand is the capital of sword cultivation to speak!"

Deng Shu was shocked.

He suddenly realized something, and bowed with his fists: "Thank you for your guidance." ”

"You and Xu Yiyi, the daughter of Xu Lai, will fight against each other, and you will win or lose. Rong March said lightly.

"I'm ten, she's zero!"

For his own combat power, Deng Shu is very confident.

Whether it is Xu Yiyi, or the arrogant Yun Jin, or the Yeluzi Sword Cultivator Xu Die who came out of nowhere.

None of them are his opponents!

"Good. ”

Rong Yue nodded with satisfaction: "I will give you the opportunity to fight with her, you have to remember that we are not warriors, but - monks!"

Monk.

A word that disappeared from the major sects two thousand years ago, when the aura had not yet dried up.

Can be later.

Spiritual energy is scarce, and it is difficult for the people to emerge real monks, but martial arts prevail, calling themselves warriors.

Even with a faction of three sects and nine pavilions, they also called themselves warriors.

But only above the Seven Grades Realm can I know how ridiculous the word 'warrior' is.

According to the consensus of the powerhouses of the Divine Gate Realm, only after awakening the seed talent in the body after the seventh rank can it be regarded as embarking on the path of cultivation.

Fang is got rid of the martial artist and became a true cultivator.

He is a monk.

You can't leave any demons on your cultivation path, especially a kendo genius like Deng Shu who is destined to become famous in the world.

"Yes, Master. ”

Deng Shu clasped his fists with both hands and responded with his fists.

He knew Shizun's hard work, and Shizun wanted him to get the field back with his own hands.

So.

That kneeling will no longer be a burden for him, but a whetstone for him to become stronger, provided that Xu Yiyi is defeated-

That little five-year-old girl!

"Before becoming a martial artist, you can use aura, this woman's future is limitless, I hope you don't become her whetstone. ”

Rong Yueyue glanced at the disciple calmly, then swayed the white skirt and walked down the back mountain step by step.

Then she went out of the mountain.

Penglai Sword Pavilion couldn't help but be in an uproar for a while!

Rong Yueyue's strength in the Sword Pavilion is terrifying, and no one can stop her if she wants to leave, not even the pavilion master.

So the East China Sea Martial Arts Association had a complete headache.

......

......

Starry sky.

Xu Lai had a deep tiredness on his face.

In the morning, I went out to look for the food that my wife and daughter loved to eat, and in the afternoon, I handled official business in the heavenly court, and made all the big plans for the next three years at least.

The rest only needs Bai Ze and Tao Tao to take care of it.

On the way back to Earth, thinking of Yiyi's sweet smile and Ruan Tang's soft body, Xu Lai couldn't help but gradually become energetic.

It's just that......

Why did Gluttony take the initiative to come back with him?