In the Six Courtyards Pavilion in winter, a few cold plum trees stand in the wind, exuding a faint fragrance. Because of the Sanhuai City case, in recent days, the people in charge of various Confucian branches have gone back to rectify their subordinates, and Chu Junyi has been idle.

There is nothing wrong with the days of idleness, and the innate should be able to adapt to long-term loneliness, not to mention that he is not alone like a long time ago. Chu Junyi was a little angry, and sat quietly at the stone table and watched Wen Renran practice his sword not far away.

I don't know when I got used to having such a person by my side, and I got used to the slightly rude jokes after he put down the scroll. Once you get used to this kind of thing, it is no longer so easy to lose it, just like being a little worried for no reason, so I went to Sanhuai City and brought him back, and Wen Renran returned to the Six Courtyard Pavilion with him without saying a word, and it was so peaceful and natural, just like ordinary. In any case, there is a tacit understanding between the two silently, even if this tacit understanding has nothing to do with Fengyue for the time being, but it is like a long stream of water, endless.

Wen Renran's injuries healed faster than expected, and with the thousand-year-old foundation and the effect of the divine source, the damaged vitality was almost made up. In addition to being able to suppress people with force and being more durable, the speed of recovery from injuries is also a great advantage over ordinary martial artists. However, what annoyed people was that judging from the news obtained by Confucianism, his incarnation seemed to have disappeared temporarily, and he had completely disappeared in the suffering realm. Although it was a little strange where Yi Xian had gone, it was not bad to think that Kai was still looking for him everywhere, so it was not bad to disappear like this. Now there is talk about no desire in the glass fairyland, and the safety of the style bell should be unhindered.

Standing in the courtyard, holding Dan Qing in his hand, Wen Renran thought about the last sword between that day and Kai. That sword was originally created with a lot of effort, but on the day of the recruitment, I occasionally realized it, and the original complete sword move brought a trace of contradiction and incompleteness. Although the power is multiplied, it is always beyond one's own grasp, and it has to take a while to comprehend and perfect.

Quietly stabbed forward with a sword, bringing a burst of Xiao Suo sword wind, followed by Dao Dao angry. Vitality and death coexist, this sword is so strange that even Wen Renran himself doesn't understand how this sword was created in the first place, and why a sword move contains two completely different artistic conceptions. However, Wen Renran vaguely felt that this sword style that completely belonged to him would be an opportunity for him to break through the innate nature.

When it was difficult to solve, it was a dusty poem, accompanied by a sound of broken footsteps, coming from far and near.

"Why do you need to compete in the way of the sword? Thousands of people refer to it, and ten thousand people seal it, and you can ask the pinnacle of the rivers and lakes. The three-foot autumn water is not clean, and there is no other in the world. ”

The white-clothed Taoist came slowly, and bowed slightly to Chu Junyi with a smile: "I haven't seen you for many years, my godmother's demeanor is still the same, and the sword is polite." ”

"I've seen you for a long time. ”

The sword is immortal, and Chu Junyi is not familiar with it. It's just that people are divided into groups, and Jianzi Immortal, as a friend of Shulou Longsu, is detached and has an excellent reputation. Chu Junyi also has a good impression of him. Except for the slight flaws that this Taoist showed when he interacted with the dragon head...... But it doesn't hurt. Chu Junyi was slightly suspicious, the two had no friendship in the past, how could Jianzi Immortal Trace have time to come to the Six Courtyards Pavilion today?

"This piano is good, but it doesn't match the godmother. Jianzi Immortal Qi glanced at the huge Fengyun Qin in the courtyard and said with a light smile.

"This Lyre is not mine. As soon as Jianzi Immortal's words came out, Chu Junyi knew why the Daoist in front of him came today, and the two of them might have a common language: "The fool who is in a daze over there is the master, can the immortal chief be introduced by me?"

Fool? It is rare for Chu Junyi to call others like this, there is gossip in this, and the sword immortal trace knows it in his heart. If that person becomes a friend of his appetite, he will have a good topic to joke about in the future. Jianzi Immortal Trace raised his eyes and looked at it, well, the foundation is not bad, and he is already standing on the innate threshold. Looking at his martial arts, he really comes step by step, and he will never be a weak person after achieving congenital results. If the character is suitable, it is indeed a worthy object of deep friendship.

No longer speaking, looking at the man's sword carefully, it was really a little strange, and the man seemed to be troubled. Out of good intentions, Jianzi Xianji spoke loudly: "The way of man, yin and yang are mutually restrained; The way of heaven is that yin and yang are born together, and so is life and death. Why should the sword of a friend be stuck between life and death? If it doesn't work, why don't you try it first?"

"Huh?" Suddenly, I heard a clear word ringing in my ears. Wen Renran woke up, looked up at the voice, saw that the person was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "Immortal Chang said very much, I am in a hurry. I heard that people were in the next place, and I had seen the traces of the sword immortals. ”

"Heh, I've come to see you this time. ”

Putting away Danqing, Wen Renran walked over and said, "Look at me, what did the dragon head say about me?"

"Ha, Longsu said that you have contributed a lot to Confucianism and are a good friend worth making. "Distorting the words of Shulou Longsu, the sword immortal trail has always been done neatly.

This time, I ruined two branches of Confucianism, and I also made contributions to Confucianism? There is a deep meaning in Jianzi's immortal traces! Wen Renran paused for a moment, and then said with understanding: "I also think that I have made a lot of contributions to Confucianism. For example, if anyone in the Confucian family has no money to use it, they can cut a piece of it with their hands, and they can make do with it for a long time, which is really immeasurable. ”

"Hmm. Jianzi Immortal nodded, it was really rare to be able to comprehend his meaning so quickly. However, this time back to the Six Courtyards, in addition to understanding the "troublesome person" in Longsu's mouth, the Heaven Destroying also needs to be further discussed: "What do you think about the Heaven Destroying Mansion?"

"You can't fight an unprepared battle, if he really comes out of the ghost building, then everyone will go up together, and he won't have time to mess around. No matter how powerful the phosphorus bacteria are, there must be time for him to get them!"

Assault is not the preserve of bad guys, and this is very much true. Jianzi Immortal suddenly sighed and said, "Alas, but for the time being, only you, me, Dragon Head and a few other people know about this matter, and Longsu is unwilling to help, I'm afraid it's not so easy." ”

"It doesn't matter, the gorgeous and unparalleled Shulou Longsu will not let you go into danger alone, and you will definitely come forward when the time comes!"

"Oh, how so?" Jianzi Immortal smiled in his eyes, waiting for the words of the person in front of him.

"At that time, I will definitely continue to contribute to Confucianism, Xianchang is relieved!"

"So good, very good!"

Jianzi Immortal sighed secretly, such good friends hate to see each other late, no matter what, they should be pulled into the water together!

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On Yundu Mountain, after exposing the true face of the half-foot sword at the entrance of the Tongdao and instructing the passers-by to bring the style bell to Yundu Mountain, the purple brocade who was temporarily free began to start the teaching of the cold sword and white fox. For the cold sword white fox, all Zi Jin has to do is to arouse his conscience in his heart and not let him indulge in the vendetta of the past rivers and lakes. As for the entanglement between him and Tan Wuxi, it is not beyond Zi Jin's control.

Housework is housework after all, and no matter how hearty Zijin is, it is powerless. And Zi Jinbao believes that Tan Wuxian has enough energy to solve this matter on his own, otherwise how can he be worthy of the reputation of the moon genius?

Standing on the sidelines and watching his martial arts practice, Zi Jin sighed secretly, the martial arts of the cold sword and white fox were probably only slightly inferior to Ye Xiaochai. It's a pity that the guidance of an unknown teacher, coupled with the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, makes the pearl dusty. With such a talent, it is a pity to abandon it, it is because Zi Jinbao has recently been guiding him to return to the right path and return to the right path step by step. If you can become a righteous helper, it will be in vain for your hard work. As for the matter of the Lantern Butterfly, the Gathering Realm and the Martial Emperor, there is no need to be anxious for a while.

While Zijin was pondering, Yundu Mountain suddenly shook for a while, and a huge coffin broke out of the ground and blocked the way up the mountain. There was a low laugh from inside the huge wooden coffin, and the rampant evil intention made Zi Jin's heart unhappy.

"Friend, making a loud noise at someone's door will make the owner angry. ”

"You are the first person in the world?" The first coffin in the world didn't seem to hear the unkindness in Zi Jin's words, and said loudly: "Do you dare to enter my coffin to take a look?"

Zi Jinbao was angry in his heart, but his face was filled with a warm smile, and he said in a sour tone, as if he was embarrassed: "Hey, I knew that after exposing the conspiracy of the lamp butterfly, I would become popular in the rivers and lakes, and I didn't expect to break into the reputation of being the first in the world." However, the coffin is a congratulatory gift, and the purple bag is not sensitive, so you should keep it yourself, friend. ”

"The first person in the world is the goal of the first coffin in the world, and you can't shirk it. ”

"Who said that?"

Before Zi Jin Bao could speak, another person came from the bottom of the mountain, this person was carrying a small square coffin head, and a pair of prominent eyes were secretly fierce. Completely ignoring the first coffin in the world, the Ghost King Coffin walked up to the purple brocade, lowered his head, opened the coffin lid above his head, and said with a sly smile: "Friend, why don't you go first to see my coffin?"

The ghost king's coffin regarded itself as nothing, the first coffin in the world was furious, and a loud shout came out from the huge coffin: "The ghost king's coffin, don't you understand the principle of first come and come first?"

"Eh, friend, you can't see it when you're annoyed, whether he cares about you or me, it depends on his own decision!"

Zi Jin didn't have the heart to pay attention to the clamor of the first coffin in the world, and stared coldly at the coffin head in front of him. The coffin of the ghost king, the cunning face, the three sentences of hell!