After the Great War of Immortals and Demons ten years ago, the definition between immortals and demons is no longer so obvious. For example, Nie Wuya of Songmen, he was originally a middle-level person in the Demon Sect but went to the Immortal Cultivation Sect to send Songmen to be the head, and for example, the Demon Lord Allure who was originally an immortal, he even changed and became the head of these demons.

But these changes in identity are not stained in themselves, so as far as the Sword Immortal is concerned, their existence is just like his master, the disciple of Yaohua Palace who was expelled from the Immortal Gate, although he still majored in immortal law, but he did not reject the demon cult and evil arts, as if wandering among the immortals and demons, and the result was that they became both good and evil.

But the cultivation of the Sword Immortal is also related to personal choice. And Nianhua thought that even if it was just the first time they met, they didn't have much understanding, but this sword immortal uncle who was leading the way for them at this time, Nianhua still felt that this person was credible.

Of course, Song Zizhi didn't believe it, as long as the other party was the identity of the Sword Immortal. This is like a bowl of porridge with a mouse feces, Song Zizhi has a preconceived prejudice against these sword immortals, so he doesn't believe it, he is only wary of it and polite, "There is labor." ”

The other two disciples watched Song Zizhi act. And unlike these three people, Nianhua has been chatting well with this sword fairy uncle with a beard.

This Sword Immortal Uncle changed his previous cold attitude towards them, maybe it was because he learned that they were disciples of Yaohua Palace. So if Nianhua asks him, he will answer all questions. And Nianhua, of course, is not just chatting for the sake of chatting, she is seizing the opportunity to obtain favorable information.

"Senior, does this Wuji Mountain often happen to earth dragons?" After Nianhua and this sword immortal uncle were arguing, they quickly turned to the topic.

This sword immortal uncle also carried a bronze sword behind him. It looked wider than their swords, and the whole felt very similar to the broadsword. He was at the front because he led the way, and when he stepped into the snow. left a footprint, so the four of them could continue to walk on his footprints, and there was no need to 'open the way' again.

"Except for the cold, I haven't seen anything happen here, and as for this dragon churning, it's the first time I've encountered it, so I think it's very strange."

"Do you remember when it happened?" The pace of the years is small. So it's really hard to step into Uncle Sword Immortal's footprints step by step.

"When? Wait for me to think about it," Uncle Sword Immortal thought about it and suddenly stopped, then turned around and said to Nianhua and his party. "Ah, it should have been a few days ago, the **** junior brother caught a bamboo rat, I was still wondering at the time. How can there be bamboo rats in Wuji Mountain, anyway, because I haven't eaten anything for a long time. So then we cooked it and ate it. And on the second day, the dragon began to churn, but the shaking stopped after a moment. ”

Nian Huawu nodded to himself, but after hearing it, he didn't take the bamboo rat to heart, and it was not surprising that he thought it was a precursor to an earthquake. "In other words, the earthquake that occurred in Wuji Mountain was before Jiuqiu Mountain." Nianhua nodded frequently and muttered to himself, but asked Uncle Sword Immortal to hear the word 'earthquake' correctly.

"Earthquakes? Do you mean Earth Dragon Tumbling? ”

Nianhua secretly stuck out his tongue, thinking about how to say the words of that life again. I had to go back to myself, "Uh." When the earth dragon rolls, the ground shakes and shakes with it, so this is my native dialect. "Nianhua feels that the hometown dialect is really a panacea here.

After hearing this, Uncle Sword Fairy felt more and more that Nianhua's little girl was not only good-looking, but even more rare was that she was quite clever, so she wanted to touch Nianhua's head, "Little girl, your hometown dialect is quite special." ”

It's just that this sword immortal uncle didn't get his wish, because his hand hadn't fallen yet, and he was intercepted by a sword in the middle. Nianhua turned his head and saw that Song Zizhi looked like he didn't want to provoke him, so the sword immortal uncle had to retract his hand and touch his head. But he didn't mind, and smiled honestly, "This is your man." "No other man will touch it, so the answer must be forthcoming.

Although it was the first time for Nianhua to hear others in front of her, Song Zizhi was called 'your man', but he was a Taoist couple, so the popular saying was not 'your man'. But these words came out of the mouth of a sword immortal, and Nianhua always felt that no matter how he looked at it, it didn't match, anyway, it was different from what he imagined.

So Nianhua had to nod his head indiscriminately, and as for the 'man of your family', he put away his sword only after he saw that Uncle Sword Immortal had no next move.

After following this sword immortal uncle for a long time, he saw curling smoke rising in the distance. Approaching again, there are wooden huts, scattered on the white snow. "That's where we live." Uncle Sword Immortal smiled, showing a white tooth.

"What are you bringing us here for?" A male disciple raised his sword and asked. And Nianhua was originally following Uncle Sword Immortal forward, but he was suddenly stopped by Song Zizhi.

"This junior brother, don't get me wrong, the crack in this earth dragon after it turns is where we live, and you will be able to see it soon." Uncle Sword Immortal also moved extremely fast, and with one hand, he put back the sword that the male disciple wanted to lift.

The male disciple didn't see how he got close, and Nian Hua opened his mouth slightly, and Song Zizhi said, "Keep up." And he said no more.

"Senior brother, you're back." Approaching one of the wooden houses, a woman came out of it, her dress was also a cotton robe and a short body, and her head was wrapped in a floral blue cloth, making her a bit like the mortal village girl.

Uncle Sword Immortal greeted the woman, and then introduced Nianhua and his party to her, "These are all disciples of Yaohua Palace. ”

"It turned out to be a disciple of Yaohua Palace, everyone, please come in quickly." This woman is the same as this sword immortal uncle, how can she be very happy when she heard that Nian Hua and the others are disciples of Yaohua Palace.

After she turned sideways and let Nianhua and the others into the house, she also followed, she closed the door and said, "It's cold this day, let's hurry up and drink some goat's milk to warm up." ”

Nianhua saw that there was a piece of land in the middle of the house that was used to stack dry firewood, and there was a copper kettle on it, which should be the goat's milk that the woman said.

But although this woman said that she poured goat's milk for everyone, except for Uncle Sword Immortal, Song Zizhi didn't move, and of course Nianhua and the others wouldn't drink it.

"Where's the rift?" As soon as Song Zizhi entered the house, he immediately glanced around, but the items placed in the ordinary wooden house were also very ordinary, so he didn't want to go around with this sword immortal anymore, so he just asked directly. (To be continued.) )