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Shulou Longsu seemed to be smiling, holding down the white jade qin with one hand, and holding up the purple fan with the other hand, the fan surface was a glittering satin, and the end was gorgeous. Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come. As soon as the word demon monk came out, Qin Xiaochuan's five fingers slowly clenched, feeling that the killing machine in his heart was about to be provoked!

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, in the far sky, another anxious and familiar call came: "Longsu, slow down, don't do it, first determine if the person is really that person~~~"

Oh.

is so unstable, the person who came must not be a monk and fellow practitioner of one of the peaks of the three religions.

The light fell from the sky, and it was dazzlingly white!

Then the white hair flew in the wind, and a Taoist in white clothes and white hair, carrying a long sword and wearing a plain silver Dao crown fell to the ground, and his feet were dusty, which caused a disgusted glance from Shulou Longsu. As soon as the Taoist turned around, the dust was raised, and he immediately seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I've seen the sword immortal trace...... This friend. ”

Qin Xiaochuan's aura was like that of a cultivator. But after he lost his wooden staff, he hid the Buddha beads on his wrist, and as long as he didn't use his hands, his black hair fluttering didn't look like a Buddhist at all. Shulou Longsu's sentence "demon monk" is really right.

I don't know why, the other sword immortal at the peak of the Three Sects didn't seem to know Qin Xiaochuan's origin at all, and after a little hesitation, his eyelashes drooped and his face was solemn: "Daoyou is the lord of the Hanhai who has guarded the four tribes of the Northern Regions for more than a hundred years?"

There was silence for a moment.

It's like the inexplicable pressure from Shulou Longsu suddenly disappeared and disintegrated.

Although the atmosphere was silent, it seemed tense and slightly relaxed than before. Seeing the first moment after the arrival of the Sword Immortal Trace, Qin Xiaochuan breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Xiaochuan has been going back and forth to the Northern Regions of the Central Plains for so many years, and now he can even talk about an old sage with superior wisdom like Desireless. But I don't know why, when he faced Shulou Longsu just now, it seemed that a burst of inexplicable malice rushed towards him, making him almost calm and unable to do it directly.

Until the sound of the sword immortal trail came from afar, it seemed to confirm that the arrival of the gorgeous and boundless Confucian dragon head here was completely to stop people on the way for his best friend. Only then did Qin Xiaochuan dissipate the energy condensed in his palm.

Jianzi Immortal also breathed a sigh of relief.

The atmosphere at the scene just now was so stiff that it looked like a fight would break out at any moment. Fortunately, he didn't feel right, and he didn't even have time to pronounce the poem. Friend of Longsu, what did you do, or did you just take advantage of his absence to say anything to this seemingly young Lord of the Hanhai beforehand?

Shulou Longsu frowned, suddenly raised his hand to dissolve the white jade qin, got up and raised the purple fan, and a cool wind blew around.

The two lights and shadows followed the sword immortal trail one after the other, but the moment they saw Qin Xiaochuan, they turned halfway, and stood beside them, one left and one right.

One of the women was slender, with an old face, long pale yellow hair hanging down on her shoulders, and a yellow dress decorated with gold and silver double leaves. Another man was slightly lame, dressed in black, with a disheveled hair, holding a white bamboo flute, with a handsome appearance, named Lame Xiao, from the Twelve Layers of Love, who was the courtier under the bone flute skirt of the Northern Regions in the past, and now he is half of the Hanhai Forest.

About fifty years ago, He Changling, the leather drum master in the three-stringed sound, had his face ruined, and he avoided the Hanhai Forest and was almost killed by the demon sword. After that, Qin Xiaochuan personally found the initiator, Ling Hu Shenyi, brought the human skin, and put the person back.

The first thing He Changling, the leather drum master who had regained his appearance, when he returned was to destroy his home and go to his stepmother, Gu Xiao, the culprit who sent someone to skin his face, to take revenge. Who knew that Gu Xiao Fan had received the news earlier, and made an appointment with the object of the leather drummer's affection, Qin Nuqin, to wait in the courtyard. When the three of them met, they immediately Shura field! The poor leather drum master had no second good luck, the bone flute exposed the fact that the two of them **, Qin Juexian was sad and walked away, He Changling was hurt by Xiao Yin after destroying half of the appearance of the bone flute. Later, Fan Desolate chose to build a woman's ecstasy cave on the cliff north of the Hanhai Forest, and personally made the lost drummer into a puppet, with the original intention of fighting against the Hanhai forces.

But Gu Xiao is not an opponent of gold and silver, and he hasn't even touched the edge of the Han Siren Sword.

On a dark and windy night, the goddess Yue Wubo personally took a trip to the twelve-fold ...... Suddenly became a pair of friends with Fan Desolate, the lord of love. So the twelve layers of love unconsciously became their own person.

The word threat works very well!

――I just don't know if it is just as useful in the face of the Confucian dragon head.

Yue Wubo looked like an old woman, and her voice was still as young as a young woman: "Master." She bowed slightly, very polite. In the Northern Regions, the ears and eyes of the divine concubine followed the people of the four clans to the northern corner of the Central Plains, and they had long been all over the border of the two realms. From the very beginning, Lame Xiao has been secretly monitoring the movements of outsiders, Jianzi Immortal Trail and Shulou Longsu. Even the moment Qin Xiaochuan stepped out of the Central Plains Territory, the Divine Concubine Yue Wubo, who controlled all the external resources of the Hanhai Primeval Forest, had already received the news.

Hiding in Hanhai for so many years, it is not so much that the orphan Yue Wubo in the past has no time to be controlled by the life-saving grace of the master Chu Wangsun, but that the current Yue Wubo who gets along day and night really regards the Hanhai Forest as his home. In her heart, the status of the Lord of the Hanhai is by no means below that of Master Deng Jiuwu.

"God. ”

The lame flute called respectfully, and the bamboo flute crossed his chest and stepped back to salute. He was nothing more than an envoy sent by the Twelve Heavens in the Hanhai Forest, and his status was far inferior to Yue Wubo, who was nominally the second master of the Hanhai Force. Facing Qin Xiaochuan, even if he hadn't seen the demon sword that symbolized the identity of the Hanhai God, he didn't dare not bow his head.

Identity at a glance!

Unlike the Central Plains.

The Northern Regions have long replaced the deserted city of the Xiao family and become Qin Xiaochuan's real second hometown. When he returned here, he symbolized the god of the Hanhai who had protected the four tribes for a hundred years, and the lord of the second largest force in the northern region who could fight against the imperial city in the northern corner for more than a hundred years!

"What's the matter?" Qin Xiaochuan asked the Sword Immortal Trace, the consistent style, very direct.

There is a moon on the left and no waves on the outside, and there is a lame flute on the right to treat it with courtesy. The limelight of the Lord of the Hanhai is of course different from the nobodies crossing Baichuan in the rivers and lakes in the Central Plains. The sword fairy has a look on his face, and the dust is in his arm, and he is courteous:

"Can I ask for a copy of the Hanhai Holy Spring?"

With the popularity of Hanhai in the northern domain, the specialty Hanhai Holy Spring has also become known to more people. In the past, there were also some outsiders, who traveled thousands of miles to steal or rush to the primeval forest to find spring water, and most of them have been turned into gold and silver statues, and transported to the pawnshop of the first rich merchant Chu Wang Sun's house to melt and recast, commonly known as "realization".

"Are you injured?" Qin Xiaochuan was a little surprised, trying to be concise and to the point. It looks like you can open a mineral water company later. Isn't this just going to catch two big fish~~

If the time is decades later, the sword immortal trace will be stabbed by a small golden sword, and travel thousands of miles to the northern regions, under the guidance of his friend Sacred Trace, enter the Hanhai Forest to fetch the legendary Hanhai Sacred Spring that can cure the dying.

But it's still before the plot.

Now the Holy Trace and Qin Xiaochuan have not turned their faces. If the Sword Immortal Trail was really instructed by the Holy Trace, in fact, the Holy Trace could directly ask Qin Xiaochuan to buy water. However, here's the problem, the person who befriended the holy trace friend and discussed the Tao was the "Lotus Holding Zen Master", not the Lord of the Hanhai!

"My friend Mu Xiaohan was a hundred years ago in order to solve the disaster of the 28 veins backlash, and he is still suffering from the reversal of the Dao Yuan. Jianzi Immortal sighed lightly: "I only learned about this matter recently. No matter what, being a friend always has to do your part. The Lord of the Hope Sea cuts love!"

It's very sincere.

Xiangjun Mu Xiaohan, one of the leading figures of the Daomen, is also a person who is well-known within the Three Sects. But in his previous life and present life, he had never heard of this person suffering an incurable injury, so why was he suddenly injured as soon as the news of Hanhai Sacred Spring came out?

Qin Xiaochuan looked at the sword immortal trace, friend, you must have been deceived.

"Who told you to wait here?" he was willing to relax in the face of the Sword Immortal Trace. But in front of Shulou Longsu, Qin Xiaochuan decided to say less and make fewer mistakes.

That's actually pretty sensible.

Confucian people have never been simple.

Jianzi Immortal: "Ahem." ”

As a swordsman, Qin Xiaochuan raised his head and stared at the seemingly quaint sword on the back of the white-haired old man. Gu Chen, a very famous sword in the Dao Realm, looks quite new...... Good friend, Linghu Shenyi, the secret agent business in Jufeng is doing well!

"Alas. ”

Qin Xiaochuan: "I want a favor!"

Jianzi Immortal: "Yes." ”

It's so refreshing to do business with good people. It is to let good people owe favors, and it is often easy to be dragged into the water.

Qin Xiaochuan threw over a jade bottle: "I don't want you!"

But among the friends of the Sword Immortal Trace, there are very few good people. For example, the Holy Trace, such as Shulou Longsu, and then the one who is about to owe favors.

If you owe such a favor, you will have to use it in the future, so that it will not leave sequelae. has recalled in his mind what kind of secret the three words "Mu Xiaohan" hide, Qin Xiaochuan asked for a fair and honest favor.

Really, it was already very cheap for him to sell the Hanhai Holy Spring like this. Although with the blessing of the power of the wood attribute, the holy spring has not shown signs of exhaustion so far, but such a bottle of spring water mixed into the river can ensure that the people of the four tribes by the river will not be sick for a year.

Jianzi Immortal Inquired in advance and knew it. "I agreed for Xiangjun!" is also very refreshing, as soon as the dust is raised, he is about to say goodbye when he puts away the jade bottle: "Thank you!"

"Goodbye. Seeing Shulou Longsu walking along, Qin Xiaochuan was in a very happy mood when he saw the backs of the two.

There is such a relationship, and it will be convenient to talk and talk about friendship with the idol Buddha Sword on the Dharma Tibetan Wheel Road of the Western Buddha Country in the future. Speaking of which, his other identity in the Three Sects is actually equivalent to Jianzi Immortal and others. This is really an unexpected gain, being able to make friends with three people who have different positions in the three sects, such as Jianzi Longsu, is equivalent to opening a door to the highest level cultivators in the three sects.

Qin Xiaochuan was still in a happy mood until he suddenly stopped and remembered a detail.

“…… It's over!"

Why did he become hostile to Shulou Longsu? It originated from the two words "demon monk"! In the Northern Regions, people who knew the identity of the Lord of the Hanhai did not know the Zen Master Holding Lotus. Those who know the Lotus Zen Master have never seen the true body of the Lord of the Hanhai. Even Linghu Shenyi only knew that Zen Master Holding Lotus followed Master Yilian to practice, while Qin Xiaochuan had a good relationship with Master Yilian, and he didn't know that the name "Holding Lotus" represented himself!

The people in Jufeng had never seen the true body of the Zen master who entrusted them with the Lan Ruo Sutra.

"I'll go, I'm bursting the vest!"

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