At night, the ancient city of Dunhuang, where business travelers from all walks of life gather, is lively and full of mysterious exotic customs.

In the bustling street market, Qingzhu, Qingyuan and Yun Lingyun are playing together, looking around curiously. Although Qingzhu is much older than Qingyuan and Yun Lingyun, after all, he has not seen much, and now he is also being led around like a big child by the childish Qingyuan and Yun Lingyun.

"Brother Qingyuan, what do you think of this mask?" Yun Lingyun smiled and picked up a tiger stripe mask from the stall and buckled it towards Qing Yuan's face.

Qing Yuan, who was hiding sideways, said with a smile: "Lingyun, I think you have to take a mask to cover your face." Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll get into trouble. ”

"Humph!" When Yun Lingyun heard this, she snorted a little dissatisfied, dropped her tiger stripe mask and rushed forward.

However, Yun Lingyun, who turned around and didn't pay attention, accidentally almost bumped into someone, and the pretty face that was busy blushing slightly and whispered embarrassedly: "I'm sorry!" ”

After speaking, Yun Lingyun, who hurriedly turned to leave, didn't notice that the person who was almost hit by her was standing in a daze.

"Hey, Miss!" Turning to react, the young man who was dressed in a black brocade robe, wearing a fur hat, wearing a scimitar at his waist, looking like a bearded man, and looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, couldn't help but turn around and hurriedly catch up with Yun Lingyun.

Behind the young man, there were also four guards who were each holding a scimitar and had an indifferent face.

Qing Yuan, who saw this scene, was slightly stunned and shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly: "See!" Here's the trouble! ”

"That's it! Still have the heart to laugh? Qingzhu, who frowned slightly and whispered, hurriedly walked over.

"What's the hurry?" Qing Yuan pouted slightly. was unhurried and followed.

At this moment, the black-robed young man had already stopped in front of Yun Lingyun, and was saying something with a smile. But. Looking at Yun Lingyun's frowning appearance, it was obvious that he was not interested in him.

"This son, please let me go!" Qingzhu, who walked straight over, couldn't help but stop in front of Yun Lingyun with an indifferent face, and said lightly to the black brocade-robed young man.

When the black-robed young man heard this, his brows furrowed, and his eyes looked at Qingzhu coldly: "Let one?" You won't bypass by? In this Dunhuang city, there are few people who can make way for me Fan Long. ”

"Lingyun. Walk! Qingzhu, who frowned slightly, was slightly silent and was ready to pull Yun Lingyun to leave from the side.

"Wait!" Seeing this, Fan Long, a young man in a black brocade robe, suddenly said lightly with a slightly gloomy face: "You can leave, but you have to leave this girl behind." ”

said. Fan Long is mouth curled lightly, stretched out his finger and pointed at Yun Lingyun.

At the same time, the four guards who were originally standing behind Fan Long also stepped forward to surround Qingzhu and Yun Lingyun in the center.

Seeing this, Qingzhu's face suddenly turned slightly cold: "Young man, don't be too ostentatious in doing things!" ”

"Excessive fanfare? What if I make a statement? Who are you? Also young! Fan Long sneered at Qingzhu's words with disdain: "Boy." Are you very old? ”

"I'm enough to be your father!" Qingzhu who said lightly. He raised his head and glanced at Fan Long directly and said, "Boy, let your people get out of the way, otherwise something will happen and you will regret it." ”

Fan Long's eyes couldn't help but narrow when he heard this, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost: "Threaten me? You're looking for death! ”

As he spoke, Fan Long directly pulled out the scimitar on his waist and slashed towards the green bamboo.

Faced with that sharp knife, Qingzhu's reaction was simple. He just raised his hand seemingly slowly, and his two fingers caught the blade. It was like pincers clamping it hard.

"You?" Fan Long's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and then a misty light appeared on the scimitar in his hand, and he withdrew like lightning, looking at Qingzhu with a solemn face.

Qingzhu, whose expression changed slightly, also looked at Fan Long with a slight frown: "Transform into a god cultivator?" ”

"Who the hell are you?" Hearing Qingzhu's words, Fan Long's face became nervous and hurriedly asked.

"Someone you can't afford to mess with!" Before Qingzhu could speak, a faint voice sounded.

Immediately, a phantom flashed beside Qingzhu and Yun Lingyun, and the four guards who surrounded them suddenly flew out upside down and fell to the ground.

The phantom froze and appeared beside Yun Lingyun, it was Qing Yuan.

"Let's go!" Coldly glanced at Fan Long, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of disdain for Qing Yuan, which was the two of Qingzhu.

Fan Long, who saw them leave, couldn't help but change his face for a while, and a haze flashed in his eyes, gritting his teeth and hating it, but he didn't dare to entangle them anymore.

"The eldest son!" The four guards who got up from the wolf bèi all came to Fan Long's side with a look of shame on their faces and clutched their chests: "The subordinates are not well protected, and they deserve death!" ”

"Humph! A bunch of rubbish! He glanced at their Fan Long coldly, and then turned away angrily.

In a restaurant not far away, two middle-aged Taoist priests in Taoist robes were sitting opposite each other by the window on the second floor, and the table in front of them was filled with sumptuous wine and delicacies.

"What the hell is the origin? Even Long'er suffered a loss, and those three juniors cultivated extraordinary! A middle-aged Taoist on the left, with a white face and a somewhat elegant temperament, frowned slightly and muttered to himself.

The emaciated middle-aged Taoist who was stroking his black beard across from him squinted and said, "Although I didn't get closer, I still felt the breath of those two young juniors." Their cultivation is only afraid that they have reached the level of harmony. At such a young age, there is such a cultivation, it is really a bit demonic! It seems that their origins are by no means simple. It is better for us not to be enemies of them. ”

"Humph! Even if there is any origin, is it possible that our Kunlun faction will still be afraid that they will not succeed? The white-faced middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly: "I haven't felt any sword intent from them, and I have never been under the Shushan Sect. In that case, there is nothing to be afraid of. ”

When the emaciated middle-aged Taoist heard this, he immediately frowned slightly and said, "Senior Brother Qianming, be careful!" The big plan of the master is important! ”

"That's it! Senior Brother Qianyuan! Don't worry, I'm not going to move them lightly," the white-faced middle-aged Taoist Qian Ming shook his head and said casually.

Qianyuan, an emaciated middle-aged Taoist who shook his head slightly, frowned and said with a worried face: "Actually, I'm more worried." Those two young people are from Penglai Xiandao overseas. Above the Ancestral Star, perhaps only there is the most likely to appear such demonic geniuses. If they come in too, it will be very disadvantageous for us! ”

"Penglai Immortal Island?" When Qian Ming heard this, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "It's not that they have always disliked the fight among the human races. Have you been at ease overseas? Could it be that they are going to be part of the coming cataclysm? ”

Qianyuan sighed noncommittally: "It's hard to say! There must be something involved in this catastrophe that we don't know. Otherwise, the teacher would not have taken it so seriously and let us come to the world. And Penglai Immortal Island, the background is no better than our Kunlun faction, and it is inevitable that there will be no action. ”

"If that's the case. That's trouble! Qianming said with a look at the wine glass in his hand to the table.

Qianyuan was obviously much calmer: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, but you don't have to think so much!" ”

"Teacher! You must be the master of the apprentice! In the sound of hurried footsteps, the staircase not far away. Fan Long had already hurried over with his guards and complained to Qianming.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help glaring at Fan Long: "What does it look like to be so flustered?" What's the matter. Let's talk about it later. I still have something to talk about with your uncle. Stand down! ”

"Yes, Teacher!" When Fan Long heard this, he suddenly became slightly depressed and replied: "Teacher, Uncle Qianyuan, the disciple is retiring!" ”

With that, Fan Long left with the four guards in a gloomy manner.

After Fan Long left, Qian Ming couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "This Fan Long! It's really unteachable! Zhi Da is talented, how can there be any immortal posture! I don't know what the master thinks, let's teach such a pair of waste brothers. ”

"Shimen did this. It has its own meaning, and it is useless for us to complain. Qianyuan, who twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said indifferently.

Qianming was a little depressed and said: "Senior brother, you said that I took that Fan Long and Fan Hu brothers as apprentices, how much effort has I spent over the years, giving them pills to assist in cultivation, and teaching them carefully. However, up to now, they have only transformed into gods. Such qualifications are really ordinary! On the contrary, this son's temperament! ”

"Senior brother, you said that this was also born by the same parents, why is the difference so big?" Then Qianming was a little unwilling and said: "That Fan Lihua is a few years younger than Fan Long and Fan Hu!" However, she is now at the peak of her god transformation. When she becomes an adult, I'm afraid that at least she will return to her cultivation! Think about us, after hundreds of years of cultivation, we can only reach the level of harmonious cultivation, what a shame to say! Qian Ming couldn't help but shake his head as he spoke.

Qianyuan, who looked indifferent, couldn't help but change his face slightly when he heard Qianming's words, and then shook his head and said: "Old Mother Pear Blossom is as wise as a torch, how can the disciple she values have a chance for us to accept as a disciple?" ”

"This Fan Lihua is an important role in the upcoming catastrophe, and she is also the true hero of the human race. Such a character is rare in a hundred years! Qianyuan took a sip of wine and said.

Qianming said with jealousy: "So what? No matter how outstanding a talent is, it's not my Kunlun disciple! ”

"Humph! So what? Her two elder brothers are not apprentices of our senior brothers. When she sees us, she also has to be honored as Uncle Elder," Qianyuan stroked his beard and smiled.

Qian Ming was stunned when he heard this, and even laughed: "Hehe! That said, yes! Haha, it seems that this may be the real intention of the master to let us accept the Fan Long and Fan Hu brothers, right? ”

The two brothers of Qianyuan Qianming, who were talking and laughing happily, didn't know that at the other window table across a screen, Chen Hua, who was dressed in a white robe, was also sitting opposite Hu Ling'er, talking and laughing casually.

"Yuan Shi's reaction speed is not slow. But this method is really not very good," Chen Hua shook his head slightly.

Hu Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother Hua, Yuan Shi is also helpless. Could he have done anything better? That's all there is to it! ”

Chen Hua shook his head and said, "It's too early to say!" It's hard to say how to do it. ”

"No matter what they want to do, Brother Hua, you are in the ancestral star, their calculations are just a child's play to you," Hu Ling'er said with a smile.

When Chen Hua heard this, he immediately said depressedly: "Are you praising me?" Or is it to my detriment? ”

"Huh!" Hu Ling'er, who chuckled, asked with a slight flash in her beautiful eyes: "Brother Hua." Are you going to take a trip to Penglai Immortal Island in the East China Sea? ”

Chen Hua shook his head slightly and said, "Don't worry! The people of Penglai Xiandao have little contact with the Central Plains. Even if you notify them, it will be difficult to do anything for a while. Instead. We should go to Beimeng Mountain first and meet that Xuanwu Heavenly Venerable. ”

"Hmm!" Hu Ling'er nodded in a deep voice and said: "That Xuanwu Tianzun is just a casual cultivator, and it is really not easy to have today's status, so that many scattered cultivators in the world respect him!" ”

"That's it! That Qianyuan Qianming has already left, and we should leave too. Chen Hua said, and stood up.

Hu Ling'er, who nodded with a smile, also got up and came to Chen Hua's side.

I casually threw a piece of silver coat on the table for aging. is to leave with Hu Ling'er

Early in the morning of the second day, outside the inn, Chen Hua and the others were saying goodbye to Cheng Feng and Princess Yatta.

"Daochang Chen, I was going to go on the road with you. Since you and we are not on the way. Then we won't keep it. Thematic. Bon voyage! Cheng Feng bowed to Chen Hua and the others.

Chen Hua, who nodded and smiled slightly, took Hu Ling'er and the others to transfer horses and left.

Princess Yatta, who saw them leave, couldn't help but say with some regret: "It's a pity, I just left, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to meet them in the future." ”

"Great! Acting mavericks, it is always difficult to intersect with us, and it is our fate to be able to meet them this time," Cheng Feng shook his head slightly and sighed. He said, "Okay! Let's go too! Strive to rush to Chang'an as much as possible. ”

After leaving Dunhuang, the aging and his party quickly stepped up. After only a few days, he came to the territory of Xiliang.

In Hanjiang Pass, not long after Chen Hua and his entourage entered the pass, they were leading their horses to wander around the lively street market at will, when suddenly a burst of armor crashing and neat steps sounded, and a group of soldiers wearing black armor dispersed the pedestrians on the street and surrounded Chen Hua and others.

"Yo, this way of greeting is really a bit special!" Shui Bingling's beautiful eyes pouted coldly.

As soon as Shui Bingling's words fell, in the sound of horses' hooves, an indifferent voice sounded: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break into!" Offended this son, you still dare to come to Hanjiang Pass, what a gut! ”

The black-armored soldier stepped out of the way, revealing the young general Fan Hu who was riding a black horse and wearing light armor. Behind him, there was also a strong general full of evil aura and more than a dozen cavalry guards.

His eyes narrowed and he looked up at Fan Long, and then Chen Hua shook his head with a dumb smile. It's really funny to say that he is a dignified saint and is besieged by a group of ordinary soldiers!

"Qingzhu, Qingyuan, this trouble is caused by your senior brothers, you can solve it yourself!" Shui Bingling casually glanced at Qingzhu and Qingyuan and smiled lightly.

The two of them were stunned when they heard this, and then Qing Yuan was the first to speak: "I alone have enough to clean up them." ”

As he spoke, Qing Yuan jumped up first and headed towards Fan Long.

"Humph!" Seeing this, Fan Long snorted coldly, and couldn't help but hold a black spear and stab towards Qingyuan.

Seeing this, Qing Yuan's figure flashed, and the barrel of the black spear under his feet took advantage of Fan Long's unsteady grip on the gun, and directly swept his leg towards Fan Long's chest. At the same time, Qing Yuan's palm also slapped on the big knife of the sturdy general who saw that the situation was not good, and the big knife flew out of his hand.

"Ahh Fan Long, who flew out of the wolf, couldn't help but fall to the ground hard, spitting blood from his mouth.

The sturdy general, who gasped, looked at Qing Yuan, who was standing on the war horse ridden by Fan Long, and looked at him with a faint smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The eldest son!" The sturdy general, who was retreating from his horse, retreated to Fan Long's side, and hurriedly turned over and dismounted to help him up.

Qing Yuan, who flew down to Fan Long, raised a kick and kicked him to the ground, and landed on the chest of the strong general with a fist, knocking him upside down and flying out.

Qing Yuan, who clapped his hands, stepped forward to look at Fan Long, who had fallen to the ground, and asked with a light smile, "Can you let us go?" ”

"You're looking for death! You're looking for death! Fan Long looked at Qing Yuan with eyes that wanted to breathe fire, gritting his teeth and saying.

"Really?" Qing Yuan, whose mouth was slightly upturned, stepped forward and stepped on Fan Long's chest the next moment, and said coldly with a slight force under his feet: "What about now?" ”

Fan Long, whose face twitched, couldn't help but grit his teeth and stare at Qing Yuan: "Bastard! If you kill me, I guarantee that you won't be able to leave Hanjiang Pass alive! ”

"There is a kind!" Qing Yuan, who nodded noncommittally, looked up at the archers who were rapidly gathering from both sides of the market: "Guarantee that we can't leave Hanjiang Pass alive?" Is it just them? ”

As he spoke, Qing Yuan straightened up, waved his hand slightly, and an invisible strong wind swept out, and in the blink of an eye, the arrows in the hands of those archers and the arrows in the arrow basket behind them were all rolled into the air, and then turned into a bundle and landed beside Qing Yuan, slamming into the ground.

"You?" Seeing this, Fan Long's eyes immediately shrank, and he looked at Qing Yuan in some horror and disbelief.

Gently caressing the tail feathers of those arrows with one hand, Qing Yuan looked at Fan Long and smiled lightly and continued: "Now your reliance is gone. ”

Fan Long, whose face changed when he heard this, gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

"It's hard!" Seeing this, Qing Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out and pulled out an arrow from the ground on the side, and looked at Fan Long with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and then waved his hand and stabbed it into Fan Long's body like a dart.

"Ahh Fan Long, who screamed miserably, couldn't help but grit his teeth with sweat on his forehead and looked at Qing Yuan, as if he was going to swallow him.

And at this moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded. Qing Yuan, who Huo Ran looked up, saw a long sword like autumn water shooting towards him, and couldn't help but hurriedly stretch out his hand to block.

With a crisp sound, the long sword stabbed into Qing Yuan's glowing palm.

Qing Yuan, who took two steps back slightly, turned his hand and looked at the reddened marks in his palm, and couldn't help frowning slightly to look up at a small figure walking slowly on the opposite street.

It was a lovely girl in a white Luo skirt and a drooping fur hat, and she looked like she was about eleven or twelve years old.

With a wave of her jade hand, the girl withdrew the long sword that shot at Qingyuan, inserted it into the scabbard, and took small steps, as if shrinking into an inch, and soon came to Fan Long's side who was struggling to get up.

"Pear blossom?" Seeing the girl's Fan Long, he was slightly stunned, and gritted his teeth in embarrassment. (To be continued......)

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