The monks fight, and they do not return to the precepts.

While this is a well-known rule, most of the time, there is a need to be careful in how you act. You kill people and grab treasures in the wilderness, and if you kill them, you will kill them, but this is a big court, and you are a bit arrogant.

Song Qi didn't even move his hand, killed five scum in seconds, followed by a few more people from the banquet, and shouted: "Song Qilian, you dare to kill my fellow disciples, today you and I will not die!"

Wang Yu couldn't hold back his face, and said, "Elder Song, you are too undodicated to the face of the Wang Sect." ”

For a while, everyone criticized in unison, and several other sects came forward to reprimand, and the situation was very bad. Seeing this, the nineteenth sister covered her mouth and quietly had fun, and the autumn waves flowed, as if she didn't care.

"Hmph, the people I killed were all members of the Sect of Fa Sect, sects fighting privately, what do you have to do with outsiders?"

Song Qilian was even more stunned, and said loudly: "Or do you want to support it and start an all-out war with my Blood Inheritance Jade Emperor Sect?"

Well?

Everyone was stunned, and subconsciously swept into the field, and sure enough, the few who died were all disciples of the Bashu Sect. Hearing that the sect and the Jade Emperor faction had been fighting recently, Song was looking for fault and was humiliated on the spot.

Thinking about it here, I saw that Song Qilian's momentum was restrained, and he arched his hand and said: "The sect's personal grievances should not involve you." I took the liberty of making a move under it, disturbing everyone's quietness, please bear with me. Wang Lao cultivates, forgives sins, forgives sins!"

After speaking, he specially gave a deep salute to the kingfish.

“……”

The atmosphere was suddenly very delicate, and after this time, everyone else was too lazy to do much and returned to their seats.

Wang Yu coughed twice, quite entangled, the Blood Jade Emperor Sect is gaining momentum, and it is about to become the most powerful folk sect in Bashu, and it must not be offended.

As soon as his thoughts turned, he got off the donkey along the slope, "It's okay, it's okay, but I've heard Elder Song's sword trick for a long time, and when I see it today, it's really famous." ”

"A nest of snakes and rats, I will not let you go!"

The remaining disciples quit, but they couldn't beat them, so they could only say a few cruel words and carry the corpse away. Song Qilian didn't pay attention to it anymore, took a leisurely sip of tea, and skillfully greeted the forces of all parties.

Sitting in the crowd, Bai Xinwen, who was not visible at all, saw it, and couldn't help but feel a little more jealous: this person is ruthless and thoughtful, and he can't be taken lightly.

Speaking of this Bai Xinwen, the situation is also wonderful.

Long Qiu traveled down the mountain, and when the Bai family was ruined and died, only one son remained, so he taught him to cultivate in seclusion. This child originally had a dark temperament and was very unpleasant, but in order to learn the "Nine Sequences of Mental Method", he changed his personality and became more and more stable and weaker.

Now it is congenital perfection, looks pure and lofty, elegant and elegant, and has the temperament of an ancient scribe. After he cultivated to the congenital, he opened a mountain and established a faction in Jizhong, and his name was not small.

Besides, in this scene, the small turmoil quickly subsided, and everyone waited for a while, and finally heard two voices outside:

"Phoenix Mountain is glorious until!"

"Qi Yun Xu Ziying has arrived!"

The voice fell, a man and a woman entered side by side, the man was in his thirties, and the woman was in her twenties, all of them were half-step human immortals in the late stage of the third order and two major consummations.

The atmosphere instantly became lively, and waves of guests greeted each other with polite greetings, as if nothing had happened. Some of them didn't know, and they also asked in a low voice, and then someone else told them.

"That Rongzhi is the true legend of Xuantian, the essence of the Dan technique, and can be called the first person in the young generation of alchemy!"

"Although Xu Ziying is a disciple of the lower courtyard, her strength can be ranked in the middle of the upper courtyard, and her one-handed charm is superb, which should not be underestimated. ”

There are serious explanations, and there are gags:

"Lakers Championship!"

"Vantage has refunded the money!"

"!"

It took about half an hour for the scene to be stable again. Wang Yu was very satisfied with the arrival of the two, to be precise, he was very satisfied with their status, and he felt that he had a face, so he said: "Since the guests have arrived, I will not sell Guanzi, please put on three swords!"

As he spoke, he saw more than a dozen people holding three long jade boxes and walking quickly onto the stage.

Thousands of people's eyes were nailed to the box, and as the lid opened, three completely different sword qi were released unscrupulously. The temperature in the hall changes drastically, the clouds flutter, and the brilliance is reflected on the walls in an unpredictable way.

The first, with its green body and no gauntlets, is narrow and long, and its size is smaller. It's not so much a sword as a long thorn.

The second handle is clumsy and simple, without any decoration, but there is a sense of slaughter and sorrow throughout the body.

The third sword is the most conspicuous, it is actually a faint pink, and the sword body seems to be wrapped with strange clouds, which is fantastic and wonderful, and has the characteristics of a young daughter's family.

“……”

The three swords came out together, and everyone's eyes widened, eager to grab it in their hands and play carefully. Even if you can't use it yourself, it's precious, it's awesome, and everyone has a collecting habit.

Rong Zhi and Xu Ziying glanced at each other, and it was obvious that one was the Bixiao Fuyao Sword, and the other was the Cold Moon Light Splitting Sword. Although the realm of Long Qiu and Bai Yunsheng may not be needed, they still have to fight for it, and it is good to pass it on to future generations.

Until this moment, the treasures of the wandering immortals, which spanned twenty years, were finally found. Only the two of the national collection did not show up, but it didn't matter, because there was no sword trick to match.

"Master Wang, what kind of sword is that pink, can you explain one or two?"

At this moment, someone at the bottom asked.

Wang Yu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "There is a famous family here, I won't get an axe, two, can you open your eyes?"

Rong Zhi is not good at being in the limelight, so he made a gesture of please.

Xu Ziying was also not polite, flipped her wrist on the stage, pulled out the strange sword, and said: "There are seven sword casting swords of the Youxian Sect, Chiyang, Cold Moon, Bixiao, Black Water, Danxia, White Mist, and Purple Lightning, this is the Danxia Sword."

Ying Hongni Yunxia's breath, the brilliance is brilliant, it seems to be real and illusory, and it slashes the soul!"

Huh!

Her mana was infused, and the entangled clouds swished out, filling the entire audience.

She didn't practice the sword technique, she only relied on the aura to urge, and the effect was weak, but even so, everyone also trembled, as if they had been stabbed into the depths of the soul.

And as Xu Ziying put away the sword, the glow dispersed, and it was calm again.

After she sat down, Wang Yu came to the stage again and said: "The three swords are here, who is interested, you can come to the door tomorrow to talk to me in detail." ”

“……”

When it comes to money, it's not so enthusiastic.

It's full of chicken ribs, and I don't want to spend a lot of money to buy it back as an ornament. What's more, Phoenix Mountain and the Taoist Academy are determined to win, and they are not willing to compete with them.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Wang Yu was immediately embarrassed, the family of the medicine king family is thin, and it is easy to step on the shit, and he wants to cash in the relief, but who knows that it is not very useful.

He was helpless in his heart, and was about to announce the end, when suddenly a voice sounded below, "Don't wait until tomorrow, I like that Danxia sword, can the old cultivator cut love?"

Saying that, Song Qilian actually came to the stage, leaned into Wang Yu's ear, and quoted a price that was difficult to refuse.

Wang Yu was surprised and delighted, and immediately said, "Elder Song likes it, just take it!"

"Thank you!"

Song Qilian pulled out the Danxia sword with his backhand, and with a flick of it, the sword roared and the dragon groaned, and thousands of people paid attention.

He likes this feeling very much, and often does something seemingly insolent within the scale in order to obtain such enjoyment. It's the same now, he didn't step down immediately, but arched his hand at Rong Zhi and Xu Ziying, and said:

"Everyone in the world knows that sword cultivation can only go one step further when it meets an opponent. After more than ten years of sword training, it has entered a bottleneck, and today is a rare moment, and there is a reluctant request. What adult beauty can fight with me?"

Rumble!

The people who eat melons are boiling instantly, hey, it's not in vain today, and the climax is wave after wave. Immediately, someone shouted: "The grand event is rare, the icing on the cake, and I will have a good eye!"

"That's it, it's worth the trip!"

The hall was noisy, and the voices of people were noisy, and they all stared at the two seats in the front. The desire of the people, the desire of the people, usually at this time, will generally respond to the nod.

As a result, Xu Ziying stood up, changed her kindness, and snorted coldly: "Compete with us?

(There is also a ...... at night ）