"Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five, Zhuxuanmen"
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Senior Brother Jin snorted, and his gaze turned to Bai Li Lone. He frowned and said, "Who is this?"
Pei Fu said that the identity of the hundred miles of solitude cultivator, Senior Brother Jin's expression did not change in the slightest, a monk who came from nowhere was not worthy of his attention, and after indifferently snorting, he left.
Pei Fu sighed, he turned around, and said to Wei Zihong apologetically, "I don't want Senior Brother Jin to be here, I wanted to entertain a hundred miles of Taoist friends, but now I am going to lose my company, and I will set up a banquet tomorrow to make amends." ”
Baili Lonely didn't mind, and said, "Pei Daoyou is polite, if the virtuous couple has something, they can go by themselves, don't pay attention to it." ”
Pei Fu gave him a deep look, then took a Xuanguang into the air, and flew towards a peak in the north with his wife.
On the way to escape, Mrs. Pei posted it up, and said with a puzzled face, "Husband, why are you so polite to this person?"
There was an inexplicable brilliance in Pei Fu's eyes, and he said, "Madame, don't underestimate this person, I expect that his background is not simple, and it is always right to make friends in advance." ”
Baili Lonely did not enter the temple, but closed his eyes and meditated on the open space in front of the view.
The next day, the sky is bright, the stars are sparse and the sky is open, the land stays in the cold river, suddenly a little golden light emerges above the river, such as the first birth of the sun, at first but a touch of red, and then between the breath, the rainbow rushes away, thousands of gold wires, spit out, wash the wind and refine the gas, the flow of the air is falling, among the golden light and shadows, there are six people who come by the wind and the clouds.
At first, the two were a pair of fairy couple-like figures, the man was heroic and extraordinary, the woman was soft and gentle, beautiful and moving, the two came hand in hand, and the monks on both sides of the river bank were envious and amazed.
The Yuanyang faction is a major sect of Xuanmen in the territory of Nanlizhou, and the arrival of its sword-fighting disciples has attracted thousands of monks on both sides of the Yuanxia Gorge to come out of the palace and look around, wanting to see the true face of the comer.
Pei Fu also ran out in a hurry, although he was a disciple of Yuanyang Xuanmen, speaking of which he was still from the same door as Yang Bi and Zhu Yuan, but at this moment, looking at the two people who were high above and flying away in the air under the attention of thousands of people, his heart was sour and envious, and he secretly said, "I think I will have such a majesty one day, and it will not be in vain in this life." “
On the top of the peak of Lishan Xuanmen, a cluster of golden light suddenly flew up at this time, galloping towards the two real people of Yuanyang.
Zhu Yuanmiao's eyes turned, she already recognized the person, she let go of her husband's hand, took the initiative to meet her, smiled, and said, "Sister Cao, why is it here, it should be my sister, I will go to see you." ”
The person who came was a beautiful woman, looking at thirty people, the head was shaking, the ears were tied with jade, the body was plump, dressed in a neon dress and feather coat, and a law cloud on the top was like a jade flower.
With a soft smile on her face, she came up and grabbed Zhu Yuanrou lightly, and said, "I haven't seen you for many days, but my sister has seen me outside." ”
Yang Bi tidied up his robe a little, and then came up to meet this woman. This Cao Min Cao Zhenren was born in the Nanli clan, has an excellent relationship with her wife, and is a personal disciple of the ancestor of the Lishan faction, so he can't wait for it.
Zhu Yuanyin and Cao Min hadn't seen each other for a long time, and felt that there were endless words, so he shook his jade hand and said, "Sister, why don't you come and sit on my peak?"
Cao Min had this intention and readily agreed.
Although she has an ancestor in the Lishan faction who sits in the mountain gate, she fights Hugh and compares with the Xuanmen of Qingshan, Yuming Xuanmen, and Lijiang Xuanmen, even the Yuanyang faction and other sects are not as good, and she has no idea of winning with these factions in the sword fighting festival.
It's just that this time is different from the past, it involves a small world dispute, saying that it is a battle between the seven Xuanmen, but on the day of the festival, it will definitely not be just their seven Xuanmen and the left side gate to which they belong, so she can't be allowed to retreat at all. I can only try to find a few friendships, and I can take care of each other when the time comes.
Yang Bi and Zhu Yuan came this time, and each had two Yuanying elders to support them. With Cao Min, there were a total of seven people in the group, turning the gang wind and separating the clouds. To the west, a mountain full of pavilions and views falls.
They descended in front of a temple, Yang Bi's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly turned his head to look back, and the two women also seemed to be aware. They all turned to look.
I saw a green jade gourd like a hill flying in the sky at this moment, and there were countless talismans flickering on the gourd surface. Dazzling and dazzling, anyone with a good eye can see that this thing is not as simple as a flying magic weapon.
A high-spirited beautiful young man in Taoist costume stood on top of the gourd with his hands in his hands, looking no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, the corners of his hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, and there were two clouds coiled on the top, and two old men with calm expressions and white hair were one on the left and one on the right. On both sides of him, there were more than a dozen Jindan disciples stepping on the flying lotus. Far behind.
And in addition to this young man in this pretend, there is also a Lent man who walks. The two have the same robes, apparently the same door.
It's just that the man is bloated and fat. The eyes are like seams, and everyone is ignorant.
Under his feet was a flying bamboo raft, and behind him was only supported by a Yuanying elder, which was much worse than the pomp of a young man in Taoist costume.
Although the scenery was all covered by the same door, he did not see the slightest displeasure, but smiled and bowed his hands to the monks on both sides of the strait.
Yang Bi's eyes kept staring at the top of the young man's head, and said in a deep voice, "This Tong Yuan Dao is profound, and he is a strong opponent. “
Cao Min said, "It's not an uncommon thing, don't look at this person's tender face, but he is the same generation as me, and he has been waiting for more than a hundred years before entering the Tao. ”
As if sensing that everyone was looking at him, Tong Yuan suddenly looked up, swept past the three of them, he snorted, and turned his face sideways, his expression was extremely arrogant, as if he didn't take them in his eyes.
Zhu Yuan said angrily: "This person is so rude. ”
Yang Bi shook his head and said with a smile, "Madam, this person is not so shallow, but he is just deliberately acting to provoke us and others, ignore him, and try what he means when he fights." ”
Cao Min looked at the head at this time, looked left and right a few times, and Zhu Yuan was curious, "What is my sister looking for?"
Cao Min said, "Beihua and Gushan Xuanmen have always been friends, since the Gushan disciples have arrived, Beihua should also arrive." ”
Sure enough, not long after she said this, she heard a few strange birdsong from the south direction of Tiannan, and she couldn't hear what it was.
Immediately, I saw the wind dance in the sky, thick as smoke, falling into the source gorge, and then the wind and smoke dispersed, among which there were five real people who appeared.
Standing in the front, there are two men with outstanding appearances, both dressed in white, with delicate facial features and clear spirits, which are unforgettable.
The person on the left side has a red eagle bird the size of a zhang at his feet, with a golden crown and a green down, yellow feathers and green down, and a tail five zhang long, like a spark flying fire, and the thing that a person on the right side rides is a two-headed magpie, with fierce eyes and a sharp beak, red back feathers, a long white belly, and two wings with vicious bat claws.
Cao Min looked at the two alien birds, and said secretly, "These two must be Nie Xun and Chen Qingping of the Beihua Sect, and the spirit birds they ride seem to have the ability to resist fire, isn't it to deal with Lijiang Huo Zhenren?"
Baili sat firmly on the hill, looked at the people who came and went, and found that there was a real person who represented the Xuanmen station, the cultivation was profound, and he unconsciously came to a little interest, and the same realm has made him not interested, only a big realm higher than that made him have a little fighting spirit, although these people are all real people under the Xuanmen, but the Yuanying realm is the Yuanying realm, if you can't do it, you can cultivate the Yuanying realm, talent, chance, inheritance are indispensable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the last person is a masterpiece.
It can be easily solved in Lianya Mountain before, Zhao Yue Zhenren, all of them are not penances, but use a demon method inherited from others, the foundation is too shallow, any high-grade Jindan monk can take it down, of course, it is not as easy as Baili Lone.
At this moment, Baili Lonely was only thirty zhang away from these three Yuan Ying Zhenren, but they failed to find that he was no different from dead things such as stones in his cultivation, and it would be difficult to find him if he didn't look here, not to mention that these three people did not use their divine sense to carefully investigate their divine sense in their own land, so it was understandable that they could not find Baili Lone.
Just when the three of them were talking about participating in the real person in this fight, two lines of teams appeared in the distance, and Bai Lilian glanced up, and said in his heart, "The pomp is not small, but I don't know what the strength is." ”。
I saw a clear cloud on the right, more than ten miles wide, more than 100 monks, and there were seven colors of light that appeared and disappeared from time to time. Dazzling and shining, the momentum is huge, and there are three people driving the Qingluan flying car, standing at the forefront. The middle one wears the crown of the king and grandson, the forehead is broad and the chin is wide, the mustache is thick, the eyes are bright, the body is golden, the rhino belt is on the body, the brocade boots are large, and the figure is tall and strong. Quite majestic, on his left hand is a beautiful woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyes, lightly sweeping moth eyebrows, and skin like clotted white jade. Wearing a light blue phoenix pattern curved skirt on his body, covered with a smoky gauze shirt, his expression was tranquil, like a hollow valley orchid, and standing on his right hand was a young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth, wearing a moon-white dark coat, elegant and handsome, and his appearance was polite.
The pomp on the left side is on par with the right side, ten miles away there are stars and rays of light dense like stars, constantly shining, there seems to be a heavenly dome-like phantom cloud and mist shroud in mid-air, a flying boat comes with a glow, there are three people standing at the bow of the boat, one person in the middle is wearing a crown of ascending immortals, the heavenly court is full, the eyes are deep, wearing a blue robe, the figure is majestic, a pretty woman on the left hand side, beautiful and moving, it looks like there is a twenty-seven or eight-eight look, the left hand side of the Taoist robe is added, but he looks like a mortal family son, with a face full of indifference.