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Ten years without Lingyunzhi, in one fell swoop to become famous all over the world!

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A few days later. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when both the righteous and demonic realms were setting their sights on the Death Swamp, a wave from the wilderness gradually swept across the Shenzhou Continent and intensified.

The Immortal Hall is stationed in the Barbarian Branch, the elders are dead, the disciples are dead, the vassals are scattered, and the whole army is annihilated!

One of the four sons of the Demon Sect, Yin Gongzi, Yin Annihilation, death!

The main altar of the Demon Sect, the Savage Temple, all turned into ruins!

With these shocking news spreading all over the Shenzhou Continent, the young disciples of the Qingyunmen Expedition to the Wilderness gradually became famous all over the world.

The names of Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu and others began to be mentioned continuously, resounding through the two realms of righteousness and demons.

Among them, the most high-profile name is naturally Jun Wenxin!

As the leader, although he has shone ten years ago, he still only regards him as a potential threat in the two realms of righteousness and demons, coupled with ten years of silence, he has long been forgotten, and now he has broken the temple with a sword, forcibly killed the power of Yin Gongzi, and returned strongly, not to mention being a household name, it has also attracted the attention of the leaders of the Demon Sect, and even on the must-kill list of the four major factions of the Demon Sect, especially when Yuyangzi received the news, he didn't know how many magnificent buildings of the Immortal Hall were smashed, and the disciples were so scared that they didn't dare to go back to the house. Especially thinking of the gentleman's conscience back then, "I will return it a hundred times in the future", and now it has really been realized, and it is not only a hundred times, but also a thousand times and thousands of times, and I released the words in anger: Swear to die with the sword Jun conscience, and the blood sacrifice will destroy its descendants!

However, not long after the Demon Sect spoke, Dao Xuan Zhenren, the head of the Qingyun Sect, the giant of the righteous path, summoned the head of the six veins and nearly a thousand Qingyun disciples in the Yuqing Palace, and announced a message that shook the world: The eighth generation of disciples of Xiaozhufeng, Jun Qianxin, is the young master of Qingyunmen, enters Tongtian Peak, and acts as the head of the sect, and all the Qingyun disciples are at his disposal!

And he also confronted the Demon Sect Immortal Hall: Those who are enemies of Jun Wenxin are enemies of my Qingyun Sect!

As soon as this news came out, Shenzhou was in turmoil, and no one would have thought that Qingyun Zhangjiao, as the first person in the world, would not shy away from it, fully supporting Jun Wenxin, and even letting him act as the head of the house.

In this way, in the past few days, the situation in China has changed, there are many discussions everywhere, and all kinds of gossip have come out frequently, which is dizzying...

It's spring.

The days on Qingyun Mountain are peaceful and comfortable, even if they had experienced a tragic battle of righteousness and demons ten years ago, but now Qingyunmen is still in an unprecedented state of vitality.

The soft and bright sunlight shone on the towering and majestic Tongtian Peak, and in the back hall of the Yuqing Hall, in a secluded courtyard, there were several old trees standing in the courtyard.

The breeze blew slowly, blowing the verdant green branches and leaves gently swaying, in the leisurely swaying shadows of the trees, with a fresh and attractive breath that seemed to make people intoxicated, blowing through the courtyard, blowing into the window, and blowing on the face of Jun Wenxin.

He was still asleep peacefully, and the sword eyebrows on his handsome face were still handsome and straight, as if no amount of suffering could wear down his sharpness and pride.

His face was still a little pale, but his expression was gentle and serene, perhaps in this world, only this Qingyun Mountain is the final destination of his soul, and it is the place where he can really sleep with peace of mind.

There was a sound of footsteps, and it was Qi Hao, who was wearing a first-seat costume, who slowly walked in.

In the swaying shadows of the trees, the sunlight danced in the shade like mischievous points, and when Qi Hao walked by, a bright light flickered across his face.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the sky is blue.

The sound of pushing open the door made Jun Wen, who was lying on the bed, move his mind and body, and then opened his eyes and saw Qi Hao walking in from the door, so he showed a smile, sat down and said, "Senior Brother Qi, you are here." ”

Qi Hao said with a smile: "Yes, what do you think today, are you better?" ”

Jun Wenxin laughed, moved for a moment, and then walked straight down a few steps, and said with a smile: "It's almost all right." ”

Qi Hao nodded with some relief, but then his gaze fell on Jun Wenxin's slightly pale face, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Jun Wenxin obviously also noticed Qi Hao's expression, smiled slightly, and said, "Senior Brother Qi doesn't have to care, it's just some injuries, compared to the gains of this wild trip, this injury is simply not enough to worry about." ”

Qi Hao smiled bitterly, asked Jun Wenxin to sit down at the table in the room, and then sat down on the other side himself, and said, "Although it is true to say this, but your injuries have not healed now, and you will go to the Death Swamp soon, you still have to heal as soon as possible." ”

Jun Wenxin was full of indifference, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qi don't have to worry too much, just give me a few more days." ”

Qi Hao said with a smile: "I am naturally clear about Senior Brother Jun's ability. ”

He paused, suddenly looked into Jun Wenxin's eyes, and said solemnly: "I am in the same vein as the head of the dragon, from now on, I will respect Jun's junior brother!" ”

Jun Wenxin didn't expect him to express his position now, so he was stunned, then stood up, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Qi, with your assistance, I will work together in the future to make this Qingyunmen more prosperous, okay?" ”

Qi Hao took a deep breath, and seemed to be stirred by Jun Wenxin's words, stood up and waved his robe, and said, "Why not?" With the talent of Jun's junior brother, it is really a great fortune in life to be able to walk with you, I don't believe that in the future, there will be no one in the world who can beat my Qingyun Sect! ”

Jun Wenxin laughed, stretched out his palm, Qi Hao looked at him, the two looked at each other and smiled, and clapped their hands with a high-five.

Jun Wenxin then walked to the window of the house, glanced outside, and saw that in the courtyard outside the house, the spring was bright and green, and the soft spring breeze blew softly on his face, and his whole body was comfortable.

Compared to those days in the Wild Lands some time ago, this feeling really makes people feel like they are in a different world.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then turned to Qi Hao and said, "By the way, Senior Brother Qi, you won't come here today just for this matter, right?" ”

Qi Hao's originally passionate face suddenly showed a smile...

After a while, Jun Wenxin came to the front hall from the back hall of the Yuqing Palace.

At the beginning of the battle between the righteous and demons of Qingyun Mountain, the Yuqing Hall was regarded as the most important decisive place by the two sides, and all kinds of supernatural powers, Taoism and methods were thrown around as if they didn't want money, making a good immortal victory realm into a miasma, and the damage was serious.

However, to this day, after ten years of renovation of Qingyunmen, the Yuqing Palace is still immortal.

Jun Wenxin walked through the main hall, stepped on the Hongqiao, and walked towards the sea of clouds, and he didn't know what happened to Qi Hao letting him come to the sea of clouds later, but why didn't he see Qingyun disciples along the way?

Clouds.

The clouds are filled.

Blue sky and white clouds, a fairy atmosphere.

The vast white jade square was actually full of Qingyun disciples in fairy clothes, row by row, neatly and solemnly, silent.

Those young faces were filled with unconcealed fanaticism.

A pair of fiery eyes stared closely in the direction of Hongqiao, until a white-clothed figure appeared...

Heaven and earth, white clothes like snow, he walked straight, walked freely and elegantly, the spring sun sprinkled on his body, adding a few golden rays to the white clothes, like a fairy in the world, leaving all mundane things behind.

Standing in front of all the Qingyun disciples, except for Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu, Chu Yuhong, and Song Daren, these five people were Xiao Yicai and another gray-clothed man, who seemed to be the first disciple of Luoxia Peak.

Xiao Yicai's eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't help but lower his head.

In the eyes of Qi Hao's five people, above the Hongqiao, there is a familiar figure, handsome and chic, and there is an innate freedom and uninhibitedness, which makes people subconsciously admire.

It was this man who took the five of them to fight thousands of miles, going deep into the wilderness, and the difficulties and dangers along the way seemed to be idle, smiling proudly in the wind, frost, rain and snow, and crisscrossing the desert magic mountain.

How many times of life and death, how many times of desperate struggle, blood and sword light, and laughter, it seems that it never stops.

Even the spotless snowsuit still seems to have a familiar atmosphere...

When he walked to the highest point of Hongqiao and took the entire sea of clouds into his eyes, Jun Wenxin was stunned, he was really stunned...

The next moment!

All Qingyun disciples suddenly took a step forward:

"See the Young Master!"

Then, get down on one knee and do the same:

"See the Young Master!"

Clenched his hands into fists and bowed his head slightly:

"See the Young Master!"

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This scene, with a strange kind of blood!

When Qingyun's disciples were so united, this snow-clothed man was really amazing!

The first elder who was secretly paying attention couldn't help but tremble slightly, but Dao Xuan Zhenren looked in the direction of the back mountain...

Senior Brother Wan is also a savage feat, but the ending is destined to be different... The green clouds in my hands are getting better after all!

In the ancestral hall of the patriarch in Houshan, a white-haired one-armed old man held a broom and swept the fallen leaves outside the main hall that seemed to never be finished.

"See the Young Master!" "See the Young Master!" "See the Young Master!" …

When the neat voice came, the corners of the old man's mouth seemed to show a smile of relief...

Time is the same as in the past, and the young man is gone, leaving only the sword to roar in the air, sighing at the vicissitudes of the world.

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(To be continued...... ）