The night is blue, and the porcelain white clouds are surging.

A pungent smell of blood filled the wind, and Lin Ziyun's eyes, engraved by wind and frost, sank deep into the night, as if they were as deep as a black hole. There was a faint smile between his eyebrows, but the murderous aura hidden in his eyes made the two men opposite involuntarily feel a coldness.

A sixth-level Qi Refining Realm monk had already personally killed two Qi Refining Stage eighth-level monks, and this was definitely not luck.

This person is decisive in killing, and his heart is calm, like a cold-blooded tiger wolf, which makes the remaining two people in the west wind vigilant.

There are only two people left in the four evils of the west wind, and there must be no more mistakes, a hint of coldness flashed in the corner of the red-haired man's eyes, and the other person's eyes also locked on Lin Ziyun.

The Heavenly Sword hung in the air, mixed with infinite cold light, and there were wisps of spiritual power surrounding it, exuding an astonishing aura.

Lin Ziyun is like a sword eyebrow, more like a cold blade hanging in the air. He raised his eyebrows, and the cold light was revealed, wanting to kill the opponent.

"Wow ......"

There was no wind under his feet, and the yellow leaves of the trees were floating one after another. Lin Ziyun raised his hand, and there were mysterious runes surging, and even spiritual power transformed into the posture of a dragon and tiger. Flying immortals with three thousand swords, attracting the sky full of stars, using all things in the heavens as swords, cutting the sky, and breaking the nine heavens.

This sword is a cold light that people dare not look at directly. This sword is a heavenly thunder that swept across the sky and slashed from the Nine Heavens. With this sword, Lin Ziyun is killing and wants to cut off his popularity.

This was not the oppression that a mere Qi Refining Realm sixth-layer cultivator could bring to him, and the red-haired man, one of the four evils of the West Wind, knew that he still underestimated this middle-sized man in white.

The thought that the sword was facing a foundation building period monk suddenly rose in his heart, and this feeling became stronger and stronger, and even the intention of retreating had been born in his heart.

With a sword split, the golden and silver light exploded, the sword light flashed all over the sky, and the sword shadow flew like a ghost. The red-haired man resisted with the heavenly sword in his hand, he only felt that the spiritual power of the man opposite seemed to carry endless power, it was not spiritual power at all, nor was it immortal power, but more like the great power of nature, like a heavenly calamity, unstoppable.

"Poof......

Three thousand swords of the Flying Immortals, surrounding the two of them, attacked indiscriminately.

After Lin Ziyun finished using this move, his body shook, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was almost dry, and he showed a wry smile. I just hope that this blow will work and take the lives of two people.

Thinking back to today, it was the second time he had used the special move, and the spiritual power was consumed too quickly, and even if he took out the spirit stone in the storage bag of the person he had killed before in the Four Evils of the West Wind to absorb it, it would not be useful. In the final analysis, it was his spell, and the Dao technique was too simple. If he was like everyone else, with spiritual treasures, elixirs, and talismans, he wouldn't have fought so hard.

Lin Ziyun held his breath slightly, although he was not sure that one sword could kill two people, but the other side was by no means uncomfortable. As for the backhand, he had already cast the spirit trick just now, and set up the formation with the previously carved talisman. Even if the two of them fought back, Lin Ziyun still had some offensive runes in his hand. As for the true skill of Fu Immortal, Lin Ziyun would never use it unless he had to.

Whether it was the red-haired man's Heavenly Sword, or the man wearing armor who had cultivated at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Realm, he felt as if his body had been smashed by a meteorite, and his body fell like a paper kite with a broken thread.

The Heavenly Sword turned into powder, the black armor shattered, the two of them covered their chests, and spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood, and the four evils of the west wind were all broken in Lin Ziyun's hands.

"Let's go. ”

The red-haired man gritted his teeth and took out a yellow-colored talisman to resist the sword qi, pulled another monk with a dying breath, and turned around and fled.

"Wow, that's great. Shen Luyi saw Lin Ziyun's great victory and cheered.

Lin Ziyun saw the two fleeing and didn't plan to chase after them. He first came to the side of one of the dead people in the West Wind Four, and skillfully groped for the storage bag. didn't have time to see what was in the storage bag, Lin Ziyun went to help Shen Luyi get up.

Lin Ziyun's spiritual power was seriously consumed, and the two of them were not in a hurry to look back at Jiang Mansion.

After a night of fighting, time passed like the white dew in the morning steaming in the sun. The sky was already glowing with a white gray light, because he was at the edge of the forest, and the whole world was shrouded in thin smoke. Autumn is cool and the water is cold, and the whole world seems to be a cup of white coffee.

In the early morning, the fog was thick, and hoarfrost covered the yellow leaves of the withered grass. Shen Luyi lit a bonfire last night to keep warm, and it was okay late at night, but after the faint light was lit, he felt a little colder. She rubbed her hands together and leaned against the fire to bake.

She hadn't slept all night, and her eyes were already a little hazy. I don't know when, I vaguely heard someone talking to her, and Shen Luyi woke up.

When she turned around, she saw a man in white with short hair looking at her with a smile on his face.

Shen Luyi originally felt that his hands and feet were cold, but when he saw the warm smile of the man, his whole body was warm for no reason. It seems that with him, he is no longer so scared, no longer so cold.

"Thank you, sir, for the rescue. Shen Luyi smiled slightly.

"Human life is at stake, not to mention that it is about Lin herself, why should the girl be polite. Lin Ziyun said with a smile.

"Every time I say goodbye in a hurry, the little woman hasn't asked for the name of the gentleman?" Shen Luyi said with a smile. Her pear vortex is shallow, her silhouette eyes are indescribably good-looking, a pair of phoenix eyes are shining, and her beautiful cheeks are as white as jade.

"A certain surname is Lin, with two names Ziyun, and he serves as a staff member in General Qin's mansion. I don't know the girl's name? Lin Ziyun said.

The little woman Shen Luyi has seen Mr. Lin, and she is grateful for Mr. Lin's rescue. Shen Luyi greeted slightly.

"Shen Luyi, could it be the daughter of Lord Shen's mansion?" Lin Ziyun exclaimed.

Shen Luyi didn't expect that this life-saving benefactor had already heard of her name, and she was overjoyed.

"My father is indeed the governor of Qingzhou, Mr. Lin is from the fairy family, and the little woman does not dare to be arrogant. Shen Luyi replied.

That night, Lin Ziyun went to participate in Shen Zang's birthday, and later met Shen Luyi in a hangover on Chang'an Street. Later, they met by chance in the suburbs of Chang'an, and the two had to say that they were fated. Lin Ziyun and Shen Luyi looked at each other and smiled, and the warmth in their eyes seemed to be friends who had known each other for many years.

In addition to Lin Ziyun, Shen Luyi has not slept all night, and in the annex of Wangjiang Mansion, there is also a person rolling around on the incense bed, sleepless all night.

The maid didn't know how many times the princess had called her name, so she opened the door cautiously with her eyes in her heart.

"White Smoke, that damn sect leader hasn't come back yet?" exclaimed Princess Zhang Le.

"Back to the princess, Sect Leader Lin hasn't come back yet. The maid whispered.

"It's so weird, the green clothes are gone. Could it be that someone found out, but where did that person go, they won't ......," Princess Zhang Le was suspicious.

"Go out, and if the man comes back, tell Hongu at once. Princess Zhang Le said impatiently.

The princess's personal maid stopped talking, and Princess Zhangle, who was watching, was upset. She waved her hand and motioned for her to get out. The little maid finally couldn't help it, and said in a low voice: "Princess, you haven't rested all night......

"White smoke, I don't listen to what this palace says, do you?"

The little maid knew her princess's temper, so she didn't dare to continue talking, and hurriedly retreated.

Ever since she heard the little maid say that Lin Ziyun was a cultivator, Princess Zhang Le suddenly found that Lin Ziyun was not so annoying, and seemed to be a little handsome.

If Lin Ziyun was just the head of the General's Mansion, the barbarian princess might feel that this person's arrogance would be annoying, but Lin Ziyun was a cultivator, which immortal would be compared with an ordinary person on an equal footing?

The little princess plucked another pot of flowers and leaves in the room, and was so upset that she didn't see the white smoke come in for a long time. On the one hand, he was anxious that Shen Luyi disappeared, and on the other hand, he was worried about Lin Ziyun, and he couldn't tell which one the little princess cared more about in her heart.

"Princess, Sect Leader Lin is back, and he is still with the eldest lady of the Shen family. The little maid said hurriedly.

"White smoke, you serve the palace to freshen up. Princess Zhang Le was overjoyed.

"Does Hongu look spiritual?"

The little maid was about to die of grievance, and pouted and said, "Princess, you have dark circles under your eyes, and you haven't slept all night......"

Hearing the white smoke chattering, Princess Zhang Le was even more annoyed. She looked left and right at the bronze mirror, a hundred dissatisfied, a thousand uncomfortable.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it is not too late for a villain to take revenge from morning to night.

Panlong Mountain is the famous Taoist ancestral garden in Qingzhou area, the mountain gate is surrounded by clouds and mist, there are cranes flying, and spirit birds fly on the top of the mountain. There is a famous sect on this famous 100-year-old immortal mountain, which is famous for cultivating internal strength and mental methods. Legend has it that there is an ancestor who has lived more than 100 years old in the mountain, an old fairy.

Hearsay is not credible, but legends are often traceable.

On this day, the white-bearded man who likes to wear a flower coat still sits cross-legged on the edge of the cliff early in the morning and meditates.

Half a month ago, the aura of heaven and earth was revived. Someone once saw the scene of the old fairy flying away from afar, and the scene of turning into a god is not something that everyone can see. The disciples in the sect all knew that their ancestors had the means of manifesting immortals during the day, and they were all cultivators, hoping to see the essence of the Great Dao as soon as possible.

The old patriarch meditated and practiced, sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his face was radiant.

Suddenly, the old Taoist opened his eyes, and he looked at the two figures that appeared in front of him with a hint of fierceness between his kind eyebrows, and the old Taoist showed unkindness in his eyes.

"The west wind is evil, why are you here?" asked the white-bearded old man casually.

"Brother Dao, don't be nervous. My two brothers came today to ask for something, and if Brother Dao promises, there will be a great reward. The red-haired man Jin Feng said.

"Jin Daoyou is tormenting the old man, and he is afraid that he will not be able to bear the big responsibility at the beginning of the lower cultivation, so please find another master. The old Taoist said perfunctorily.

"You don't have to talk so much, just let me say before you decide. Jin Feng continued.

Whitebeard didn't speak, as if waiting for Jin Feng to continue.

"Zun Daoyou is an old minister of the Chu State, and he was forced into the mountain gate by the Qin army back then, and this kind of hatred makes people angry. When there are three points today, the heroes are divided, and we and other immortal Dao disciples go down to help the new king dominate the world, and you must have heard of this. And the Nanyan faction won the immortal order in Qishan, and it has already occupied the general trend of heaven and earth. This time, Beiyan and Princess Zhang Le married in the south, which is an excellent opportunity for you to take revenge. Jin Feng said with a smile.

"Since Lao Dao has had an epiphany and stepped into the immortal road, he naturally no longer cares about the mundane past. What do you say have to do with the old way? Two fellow Daoists, if there is nothing else, please leave, the old way will still be in retreat and practice. The white-bearded old Taoist priest shook his head and stopped.

"Respect Daoyou, the red dust and mundane things are naturally karma, nothing is it, but do you know, this heaven and earth luck, but even the powerhouses of the Feather Realm need it. If you can get a trace of luck or two, you will have the opportunity to step into the supreme Yuanying Avenue. This time, if you can rob the princess of the Great Qin Kingdom of Northern Yan, you will be making a contribution to my fellow Daoists in the Eastern Yan Cultivation Realm. Presumably, Your Excellency has also heard of the name of my Northern Soul True Sect, and with this feat, the lower brothers are enough to help Daoist friends compete for a place as a disciple of the Inner Sect. Jin Feng didn't seem to be afraid of the old Taoist's refusal, and swore an oath.

It turned out that this robbery was a conspiracy of Dongyan, the purpose of which was to provoke the relationship between Nanyan and Beiyan, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In fact, it is also a casual cultivator in the human realm, and it is estimated that no one will resist the temptation of a disciple number within a high-level cultivation sect.

Princess Zhang Le didn't raise her head to look at Lin Ziyun coming, as if she was waiting for a plea. However, Lin Ziyun didn't notice her abnormality, and Yili made a gesture.

There was a lot of movement in Wangjiang Mansion, and the local county order and governor recruited a lot of them, waiting in the other garden. Lin Ziyun didn't know how to explain it, but Princess Zhang Le was not so good-tempered, and after driving everyone away for a reason, she glared at Lin Ziyun angrily, and took Shen Luyi to the boudoir.

This night things have been delayed for a lot of time, and being close to nature is the most important, Lin Ziyun rested for a while and prepared to leave. Knowing about the robbery, the little princess was shocked. However, as soon as she thought of marrying away from home, she looked at Lin Ziyun again, and saw that he was silent, and a burst of loss rose in her heart. She only felt that whether she was married to the King of Nanyan or robbed by someone, she would go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire anyway, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

Fortunately, he didn't bring Shen Luyi this time, which made Lin Ziyun breathe a sigh of relief, and everyone continued to hurry.

Qingzhou was originally Shen Luyi's hometown, and the eldest lady of the Shen family naturally returned to her hometown in Wangjiang Mansion. Leaving the daughter of the Shen family, he and his team continued to hurry.

Lin Ziyun changed into a military armor and rode a green horse in front of the team. Princess Zhang Le was depressed a lot, this damn Lin Ziyun hadn't seen her since she came back. On the contrary, it was the cold that warmed Shen Luyi, which made Princess Zhang Le indignant.

In Qingzhou, the mountains are staggered, and there are lofty mountains everywhere. And the team of relatives, the road is not very easy to walk. Even the official roads are mostly muddy and narrow. Along the way, there were thorny puddles of sheep intestines, and Princess Zhang Le was not less angry.

A group of people walked for two days and saw a spiritual mountain, the clouds were full of mist, and there were bells floating to the foot of the mountain.

Lin Ziyun ordered to be stationed here, and also asked people to go to the mountains to spend the night.

"It is said that Qingzhou has beautiful scenery, mountains and rivers, and it is indeed a fairyland on earth. Lin Ziyun sighed.

The old man of the Taishi Academy stroked his beard and smiled: "There are many immortal mountains and rivers that the immortal chief has seen, no matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers in this mortal world are, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand it." ”

Lin Ziyun was quite funny, this landscape is also divided into beautiful ladies and small bridges and flowing water.

"A thought becomes an immortal, and a thought becomes an immortal. If it weren't for the good of the world, why would there be so many stories about fairies descending to earth since ancient times?" Lin Ziyun said deliberately.

"Those who are greedy for red dust are not because there are seven emotions and six desires in the world. The old man laughed.

"Cultivators eat the weak and the strong, and human affection is even more insignificant. Lin Ziyun sneered.

The scenery in the mountains is beautiful, the ancient pines are shady, and there are often springs at the creek paths to form a small Tan. The pine needles are verdant, and the edge of the pond is covered with leafy grasses and yellow leaves. Lizards crawl, fish and shrimp swim in the springs.

The mountain road was bumpy, and Princess Zhang Le was even more uncomfortable sitting in the sedan chair. She is dressed in red makeup and picturesque, with beautiful eyebrows and handsome eyes, and her graceful posture is swaying and moving. Although Princess Zhang Le's eyes looked left and right, they always fell on the young general in front of her from time to time.

"Everyone says that Qingzhou is good, but it's not bad. The scenery here is magnificent, so feng shui can herd the dragon, no wonder it can give birth to talented and beautiful women with a reputation all over the world. Princess Zhang Le couldn't help but praise the beautiful scenery of Panlong Mountain.

"There is a total of one stone in the world, and Sima Xianggong has eight buckets. What's more, Qingzhou also has such a champion as Lord Shen, and this place is naturally the hometown of dragons and phoenixes. The old man of the Taishi Academy echoed.

When he was a child, Sima Ruian traveled all over the world, and countless famous poems and nouns were circulated, and he was the idol of countless talents in the world. This Sima Ruian is the prime minister of the dynasty, so it is needless to say, Shen Zang can also be regarded as a rare talent, he is the champion and the first, and his reputation is resounding throughout the three states.

"There has long been a folk legend that this is the ancestral garden of Taoism. The legendary Bull God and the beautiful Weaver Girl were met here, leaving immortal legends ever since. I heard the people say on the way just now, not long ago, some people said that they saw the dragon qi flying in the fairy gate, the fairy light was shining, the purple glow was lingering, and the immortals showed their gods. "The old man of the Taishi Academy loves to study those folk tales and poems.

The strange stories along the way, coming out of his mouth, also made everyone not seem so monotonous on the way.

"Sect Leader Lin, I heard Taifu say that you are from the fairy gate, so it's better to tell us the story of the fairy world. Princess Zhang Le said suddenly.

"Have you ever seen a snow-capped mountain? It was an endless white, and a cold dripping of ice. Lin Ziyun thought for a while and said.

"There is an endless ice field, like a snowy peak inserted by a divine sword between heaven and earth, and a blue glacier ......."

"The fairy world is all about cultivation, Lin Mou has not had many interesting things since he entered the fairy mountain, and there are a lot of cumbersome things, now I think about it, but there is not much worth saying. Lin Ziyun remembered the past and felt embarrassed.

Princess Zhang Le heard him talk about the scenery of the fairy world, and she yearned for it. The little princess almost didn't directly let Lin Ziyun take her to the fairy world to have a good time, she quietly listened to Lin Ziyun talk about a place called Qianxue Mountain.

Cultivating the Dao, from the outer sect disciple to the inner sect disciple, and then to the core disciple, the true disciple, Princess Zhang Le slowly couldn't help but be stupid.

There are so many scenery in the world, it turns out that people's lives can be so wonderful. But Princess Zhang Le thought that she was going to marry a bearded man she didn't know, and she was aggrieved for no reason, and she burst into tears.

At the top of the mountain, there are several camphor trees that are facing upwards for a hundred years. The bell rings in front of the temple, and a few yellow smoke sticks are lit at the incense burner.

I heard that it was a princess who was close to her, and the Taoist priests in the temple were naturally happy to agree to come in with the pro-team in order to add a reputation to the temple.

When Lin Ziyun and the others came to Panlong Mountain, no one noticed that there was a kind old Taoist priest on the top of the mountain, looking at everyone with a faint gaze.