Nie Changqing stepped on the dead branches and floated on the water, this light skill was really shocking.

It can only be done by a martial artist who has a strong control over his own strength, even an ordinary grandmaster can never do so.

Luxury wooden boats.

The national teacher's face is kind, and his white hair and white beard are fluttering under the gentle breeze.

Lu Changkong frowned, and Luo Yue was also a little puzzled.

"Bai Yujing, is it the force that Fan'er has organized?"

Lu Changkong muttered.

Lu Fan told him that he wanted to build a force, but he didn't expect that this force would be established so soon.

Lu Changkong glanced at the national teacher, and shouted to Nie Changqing, who was standing on the surface of the lake: "This is the national teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I will wait to enter the island, and Fan'er will allow it." ”

He is Lu Fan's father, so he can't even set foot on the island in the middle of the lake, right?

Nie Changqing looked at Lu Changkong, his eyes moving slightly.

His hair fluttered, and he took a deep breath and shook his head.

"No one is allowed to enter the island without Childe's order. ”

Lu Changkong was stunned, this is really not oil and salt, and it is okay to be stubborn.

On the luxurious wooden boat, the national teacher laughed, he stroked his white beard, squinted his eyes, and looked at Nie Changqing standing on the lake with admiration.

"Ping'an's vision is good, and he has accepted a good disciple. ”

The national teacher chuckled and said.

Nie Changqing was noncommittal, saying that he was a disciple of Lu Fan, but there was no problem.

"The former outcast of the Dao Sect, the tenth peerless sword of the Dao Sect...... Nie Changqing. ”

"I didn't expect you to rise from the depravity......"

The national teacher adjusted his lazy posture and stood up from the luxurious wooden boat, he looked at Nie Changqing kindly, and said softly.

"That old fellow of the Daoist Sect, he is not close to people, forcing you to be cornered, Changqing, do you hate?"

The national teacher asked.

On the surface of the lake, the dead branches under Nie Changqing's feet swam, and the water flowed to both sides, pushing Nie Changqing's body forward.

He shook his head: "I don't hate. ”

"I have been lonely since I was a child, my parents died, I have been a beggar, I have begged on the long street, and I have also been beaten, it is the Venerable Lord who took me out of the sea of suffering, allowed me to use swordsmanship, taught me martial arts, and was based on the rivers and lakes, how could I hate?"

The national teacher stood on the bow of the boat, and the wind blew, so that the wide robe reflected his thin body.

"But he separated your wife, and even sent men to kill you......

Nie Changqing shook his head: "Your Excellency promised me, I should pay him back, so there is no need to hate, but ...... From the day Han Lianxiao killed me, the life I owed to the honored man was repaid. ”

"What I owe now...... It's Childe. ”

"When I am successful in cultivation, I will break into the Taoist Sect with one knife and one sword, save my wife, and reunite the family. ”

Nie Changqing's sideburns were flying, his eyes were a little distracted and firm, and he said.

The words fell.

The soles of Nie Changqing's feet suddenly stepped on the wooden branches floating on the water.

One end of the branch sank underwater, creating a hollow whirlpool.

And Nie Changqing's body rose into the air, and the pig-killing knife was suspended in front of him.

A wisp of aura was pulled out of the qi pill and moved around the body.

"National teacher, please retreat. ”

Nie Changqing's hair flew and said.

Wooden boats.

Lu Changkong frowned, but he was not annoyed, he just looked at the national teacher.

Luo Yue's hand was already on the long knife at his waist, and the terrifying pressure emanating from Nie Changqing's body made him a little unbearable for a first-class martial artist, and he was dripping in cold sweat.

The national teacher stood on the bow of the boat, his robe hunting, and his eyes were a little deep and cloudy.

"You know the righteousness, the grievances are clear, and you have a good heart, you are a good boy and a good seedling...... It's a pity that I was taken under the command of Ping An first, otherwise, the old man also wants to teach you well......"

"You are more humble than that kid Mo Tianyu. ”

The national teacher sighed.

Nie Changqing's face was as usual.

"Childe promised me a second life, and I will treat Childe more than my original intention. ”

"National teacher, offended. ”

Nie Changqing took off with the help of the power of the dead branch rebound.

Throw your arms.

The pig-killing knife was wrapped in aura and suddenly slashed down.

An invisible shadow of sword qi formed on the surface of the lake, and the mist that lingered on the surface of the lake seemed to have been cut away.

The water of the lake parted on both sides, and white waves churned in the lake like white snakes, spreading to the wooden boats.

The national teacher had a kind face, held his hands, and stood on the bow of the boat.

Even in the face of such a terrible knife, his face does not change, just like a breeze blowing on his face.

However, luxury wooden boats.

Lu Changkong and Luo Yue felt great pressure, and the lake around the wooden boat seemed to be boiling and constantly tumbling.

Overhead, a thick air gathered, and the mist on the surface of the lake formed a huge whirlpool over the wooden boat.

"There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. ”

"If there is a bandit gentleman, you must not be ...... in the end"

On the shore of the lake, the sound of chanting lingers.

The national teacher has a wide robe and hands, gray hair, and a fluttering beard.

There was a majestic aura above his head, and his eyes looked directly at Nie Changqing calmly.

The sword slashed.

The fish in the lake are scared to run around, and the lake water is cut to both sides, and the monstrous knife aura is permeated, which makes people's skin can't help but have goosebumps.

Nie Changqing remembered the last time, he beheaded a group of Confucians on Beiluo Lake.

And this time, he wielded a sword as a national teacher and taught the sons of Confucianism.

The knife was three feet away from the wooden boat, and it froze.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that the voice of the national teacher chanting, like a spring breeze, as if the soul has been washed.

The national teacher does not have the strength and blood of the grandmaster, nor does he have the unpredictable aura cultivation......

He stood on a wooden boat, his body thin, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind at any moment.

He's just an ordinary person.

However, Nie Changqing's Aerial Imperial Sword couldn't be cut at all.

The righteousness of heaven and earth is too strong, as if forming a violent wind.

Nie Changqing's face turned red, and in his ears, the low groan of the national teacher was like a deafening sound of bells and drums.

The mind's control over the pig-killing knife was suddenly lost.

Knife, falling into the lake.

On top of a wooden boat.

The national teacher has a kind face, stands with his hands in his hands, and his mouth is like a river.

A terrifying mist filled the air, and the originally invisible qi became tangible because of this majestic righteousness.

At this moment, they all pressed on Nie Changqing's body and pressed it into the lake.

At that moment, Nie Changqing felt as if he was facing the spiritual pressure of his son.

Nie Changqing wandered in the lake, wet, looking at the old man standing on the bow of the boat, and awe inexplicably appeared in his heart.

Lu Changkong and Luo Yue were shocked.

"This is the strength of the Confucian master, the sons. ”

To put it mildly, it was effortless to suppress the Six Rings Grandmaster.

Distance.

There are white clothes and snow, and the skirt is fluttering.

Ning Zhao came in a lonely boat, folding his waist with his crisp hands, gentle as a young man.

"Gongzi said that the distinguished guest came to the door, and specially ordered the slave and maid to invite. ”

"National teacher, please enter the island. ”

Ning Zhao said.

Wooden boats.

Haoran's aura suddenly dissipated, as if he had opened the clouds and mist to see the blue sky.

The national teacher laughed heartily and stroked his beard.

"Changqing, learn your skills in peace, the old man of the Taoist Sect is much more unreasonable than the old man. ”

National Teacher's Road.

After that, the wooden boat opens up the current and moves forward automatically.

Ning Zhao's lonely boat sailed to Nie Changqing's side, and after pulling him onto the boat, he slowly headed towards the island in the middle of the lake.

The hazy fog cleared.

Wooden boats docked.

With the support of Lu Changkong, the national teacher went to the island and stepped on the warm bluestone.

Lu Changkong and Luo Yue watched the whole island.

The peach blossoms of the peninsula are gone, replaced by ten huge chrysanthemums, and the pavilion of the Drunken Dust Pavilion is still there, but it looks new, restrained, low-key and casually luxurious.

The national teacher trembled, his deep eyes looked directly at the ten Chaotian chrysanthemums, he felt something, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

In front of the pavilion.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, dressed in a white shirt, with a thin blanket on his legs, and looked at it with a smile.

On the second floor of the loft, there is a wooden terrace.

Yiyue knelt, the jade neck stretched forward, the green silk hung down, the fox charm's face was full of concentration, boiled a pot of wine, and put the green plum into it.

Ni Yu and Nie Shuang lay on the guardrail of the terrace, looking down curiously and carefully.

Lu Pan saw the national teacher, and the national teacher also saw Lu Fan, and the eyes of the two collided.

Lu Pan sat in a wheelchair, his white shirt was fluttering, and his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Student Lu Ping'an, here for Changqing's rudeness, to apologize to the master. ”

Lu Pan arched his hand and said from afar.

The national teacher laughed, and there was a glint in his eyes.

Thundered!

However, with the laughter of the national teacher, it sounded.

The mist on the lake that was originally condensed gathered one after another, as if it had turned into a majestic mountain, and it was as if the heavens and the earth were pressing down.

Confucianism is magnificent.

The national teacher looked at Lu Fan, kind and gentle, and slowly spoke:

"There are bandit gentlemen, full of ears and bright ears, and they will be like stars. ”

"If there is a bandit gentleman, you must not be ...... in the end"

As the words fell.

The majestic qi of the sky and the earth suddenly came towards Lu Fan's oppression.

The terrifying pressure made Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao, who were walking in the front, suddenly breathe sluggishly.

Your Excellency Bai Yujing Building.

Lu Fan smiled lightly, facing the sky full of mighty air, like a spring breeze.

He reached into the chess box and picked up a sunspot between his middle and index fingers.

Facing the sky full of mighty qi, facing the void in front of him, he suddenly fell.

After the fall of the sunspots, the sunspots floated in the air.

Lu Fan's body was surrounded by light blue aura.

Invisible Spiritual Pressure released.

Beside the national teacher, Lu Changkong and Luo Yue's faces suddenly turned red, and the huge spiritual pressure made them constantly retreat.

They were horrified, terrified.

I didn't even dare to approach the circle formed by Lu Fan and the national teacher at this moment.

Lu Changkong, Nie Changqing and the others were left with only awe and amazement at the moment.

It's like a ......

The collision of the children.