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The dragon madness woke up from his meditation and sighed softly.

The study time is too short, even if he has a high level of understanding, he only has a superficial understanding of the "Immortal Secret Technique".

However, time was pressing, and he didn't bother to continue studying the Fa.

Moreover, the "Immortal Hidden Formula" is a top-level immortal formula, even if you know a little bit about it, it is enough to implement the plan.

"Qinglong, wake up." He broke out of the mad state and woke up the green dragon.

Hearing the shouting, Qinglong opened his eyes suddenly and asked softly, "Childe, is the time up?" ”

Long Mad nodded, his face was solemn, he slowly stood up, and said to Chen Anqing, "Uncle Chen, you go back to the Houshan Courtyard first." ”

"Okay."

Hearing the order, Chen Anqing hurriedly picked up the magic trick, and after changing into a dragon madness, he disappeared in an instant.

Long Mad glanced at Xiao Bai who was sleeping soundly and said, "Xiao Bai, you must remember to find out more news from the blue bird's mouth." ”

"Go all the way."

Xiao Bai didn't open his eyes, and waved his hand casually.

Hearing this, the dragon couldn't help but laugh, and his heavy mood was much soothed.

Later, he put on a large shabby cotton jacket on the armor of Genshan, tied up the white hair on his head, and put on a tattered cotton hat.

After dressing, he had turned into a beggar, strode out of the cave, and with a gesture of his hand, he summoned the mad god sword in the courtyard.

Then, he waved his hand at a locust tree and said, "Senior brother, it's ready." ”

"Haha......"

With hearty laughter, Lin Hengqing suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Huaimu and praised: "Senior Brother Long, your Yuan Shen is really powerful. ”

After finishing speaking, he handed the dragon madness two charms, put away his smile, and said solemnly: "Be careful. ”

"Remember the teachings of my brother."

The dragon maniac respectfully bowed his hand, took the charm, and gave one of them to the green dragon.

Suddenly, Lin Hengqing frowned slightly, and all the spiritual yuan power exploded, shaking the surrounding space slightly.

At the same time, the dragon madness and the green dragon crushed the charm and disappeared in an instant.

In the blink of an eye.

The two of them had already appeared on the official road outside the Yunxian Mountain Range, and then got into a dilapidated carriage.

Unexpectedly, the person who drove the car was Wu Yuansheng.

"Senior Brother Wu, have you arranged everything?" As he spoke, the dragon madness looked at the mountains behind him thoughtfully.

Wu Yuansheng, who looked like a coachman, didn't look back, and said in a low voice: "Returning to Gongzi, everything has been arranged." ”

"Thank you for your hard work." The dragon maniac smiled indifferently, withdrew his gaze, and closed his eyes.

……

After nearly a month of bumpy rides, the carriage stopped at the foot of a high mountain.

This high mountain, towering into the clouds, is tens of miles in radius, and from a distance, the entire mountain peak seems to be shrouded in mist.

Moreover, there is only one mountain in the surrounding vast plain, which is extremely abrupt.

The dragon madness quietly got out of the carriage, staggered to a palatial restaurant, sat down on the ground, placed a broken bowl in front of him, and curled up in a ball.

When he got out of the carriage, the carriage turned around and galloped west along the official road.

After a while, two young men in blue robes passed in front of Long Mad and glanced at him with disdain, and sneered: "Five big and three coarse, they are actually cheeky to ask for food." ”

"I haven't eaten for a few days, so I beg the two sons to do well." The dragon maniac lowered his head and bowed his hand again and again.

"Humph! Senior Brother Feng, let's go in and have two drinks. A burly blue-robed young man kicked open the broken bowl at his feet and entered the restaurant with his junior brother.

Watching the two walk away, a trace of killing intent flashed in Long Mad's eyes, and he took out a broken bowl from the ring and put it back in front of him.

He continued to curl up, headless, pretending to shiver in the autumn wind, his sharp gaze sweeping from time to time to the mountains in the distance.

Unexpectedly, his cultivation was temporarily lost, and it would become an advantage.

For more than half a month, there has been an endless stream of people entering and leaving the restaurant, but no one has paid attention to the beggar in the corner.

Occasionally, someone would throw one or two lower-grade spirit stones into the broken bowl.

But more people just took a detour with disdain, for fear that the gorgeous Taoist robe they were wearing would be infected with the filthy smell of this beggar.

The autumn wind became more and more bleak, and from time to time it whistled up dust and dead grass on the ground.

The dragon madness leaned against the corner of the wall, his hands tucked into his sleeves, covered with a thick layer of loess, and even his eyelashes were dyed yellow-brown.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear a little news about the Mad God Punishment Holy Knife, and he was a little puzzled in his heart.

Could it be that the plan has been discovered?

While he was pondering, there was a sound of rustling footsteps.

Long Mad raised his eyes, and when he saw the person coming, he was so shocked that he hurriedly lowered his head, changed his voice and said, "Brother Gongzi, reward some money, I haven't eaten a bite of food for half a month." ”

The person who came was a handsome young man, Lin Huiqing, a disciple of Ling Tianzong's infancy.

After the secret realm trial that day, this person also released a word to avenge the dead disciples of the Spiritual Silence Period.

"Get out."

Fortunately, Lin Huiqing didn't notice it in the slightest, just shouted coldly at the dragon, and strode towards the door of the restaurant, in the cold autumn wind, the robe on his body was not a little dusty.

It's dangerous......

After seeing him leave, the dragon madness breathed a sigh of relief.

More than two months passed.

The sky was cloudy, and goose-feathered snow was flying all over the sky.

The whole plain was white, and the snow was quite deep, and from time to time it was blown around by the cold north wind.

On the eaves of the restaurant, strings of icicles are formed, flashing with a biting cold light.

In the corner, the dragon maniac has become a snowman.

It seems that the guys in the restaurant have become accustomed to the existence of this beggar, and often put some leftovers in the broken earth house not far away, so that he can go back at night to fill his stomach.

"Senior brother, it is rumored that the mad god's war sword has reappeared in the world."

"Well, I've heard about it, I'm afraid it will set off another bloody storm."

Not far away, two young men in blue robes were stepping through the snow, whispering, but leaving no footprints.

Hearing what the two were talking, the dragon opened his eyes violently, and the snow fell from his body.

The plan worked!

There was a glint of excitement in his eyes, and then it dimmed again, turning into a dying appearance.

Two days later.

In the afternoon, the sky is rarely clear.

The warm sunlight shone down, reflecting a dazzling snow.

In the distance, there is a sword light from time to time, fleeting, and it seems to be very hurried.

The restaurant, which has been doing thriving business, has become very deserted, and within half a day, there is not a single customer who comes to the door.

The guys rarely had a break, sitting at the gate, basking in the warm sun.

Suddenly, the dragon madness slowly stood up, and before the snow on his body had landed, he was strangled into nothingness by the cold murderous aura.

"Beggar's ......"

"He's not a beggar, he's a monk!"

Seeing his murderous appearance, the guys were taken aback, and after coming back to their senses, they hurriedly hid back in the restaurant.

"Cui'er!"

The dragon shouted furiously, and the blood of the mad god exploded, the fire of hatred rose to the sky, the killing aura surged, and the padded jacket and hat on his body were torn to shreds.

Angry shouts resounded in the sky.

In the distance, the petite figure in the snow froze, and then flew backwards.

A multicolored light streaked through the air, and a fierce hurricane carried turquoise snowflakes, and in an instant, hit the back of the petite shadow.

At the same time, a purple-gold sword shadow more than twenty zhang long roared down, with the power of breaking the sky, it seemed that even the earth was about to be split in half.

The shadow of the knife was awe-inspiring, and the petite figure did not dare to shoot its edge directly, and the jade foot swept out to the left a little, as fast as a shock, leaving a pink afterimage.

"Bang ......"

Dull, loud, booming and tumbling.

In the snow, where the shadow of the knife fell, a huge bottomless ravine appeared.

The violent shock wave rippled out, and within a radius of hundreds of feet, the snow suddenly disappeared, revealing a dry and cracked ground.

The dragon madly performed the Fuxi Bagua Step, turned into a white practice and broke through the air, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed down in mid-air.

"Whew~"

The dazzling sword flickered, and a green dragon sword qi meandered away, and the sound of breaking the sky was like a dragon's groan, mighty, and attacked the petite figure with an indomitable momentum.

The sword aura was extremely powerful, but the petite figure was fearless, the left hand pinched the sword finger, and the long sword in the right hand slashed a semicircle, swinging a blue sword shadow.

"Boom~"

When the sword qi and sword shadows intersected, it was like thunder.