Male and female slash evil swords.

These five words fell on the old man's head, like thunder on a sunny day.

"You, you ......"

How do you know?

He couldn't ask this sentence.

"Of course, the male sword, one of the two swords, has been used as the treasure of my sect, and now it is the magic weapon of the head of the sect. Tang Miao said stop, as if hanging people's appetite, "I heard that the second female sword fell into the hands of your sect, it seems that Huang Quanye, the ancestor of your sect, made a fortune by cutting the evil female sword, and then founded today's 'Zuotianmen'." ”

Some of the young Zuotianmen disciples were confused when they heard this, and some of the older elders either looked at Tang Miao, or bowed their heads and were silent, thoughtful.

"Two hundred years ago, who can tell the truth from the false," the old man laughed dryly, "Besides, I have never inherited any evil sword from the previous head. ”

Tang Miao just stroked his black hair and smiled, "Master Yun doesn't have to be in a hurry to deny it, the sun is about to set today, it's not appropriate to hurry, I don't know if your sect has an empty house, borrow me to bother for one night?"

Master Yun breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't want to continue this topic, he just wanted to send people away quickly, "This is naturally there, Yun Yan, you take a few Dao Masters to the back mountain to rest." ”

Yun Yan was called, hurriedly came out, and saluted a few people, "Please." ”

Tang Miao took Zhang Jing and a few disciples to walk out, and when he arrived at the door, he suddenly stopped, and turned back as if he remembered something:

"By the way, if the head of the cloud remembers the whereabouts of the treasure, I don't know if I can borrow it from me to teach the real person in charge of the heavy dry sect, the real person is 'fond of swords', and he must be very happy. At that time, please go to the cloud master to talk about it, and the real person will treat each other with great courtesy, and it will also be beneficial to the exchange between you and me, isn't it?"

"We can get in touch with the Taiqing faction, I don't know how many sects are hard to find, you might as well think about it. Zhang Jing also turned around and followed slowly, as if this was some great blessing.

After saying that, a few people walked out of the door, leaving a room full of questions and boiling.

Halfway through, Zhang Jing thought that the room was boring, and he didn't want to go to another room so quickly, so he and Tang Miao used the excuse of going to the activity and slowly went to the place where there were fewer people to breathe.

The other side.

Yun Zhao had just taken a break from his fantasies, and heard Yun Qi say that someone from the Taiqing faction came to visit, and he was so curious that he wanted to go and see it.

She's so coquettish.

Yun Qi couldn't dissuade him, so he had to scold, "You want your master to see you give you bitter fruits to eat as soon as possible" and gathered her clothes for her, and got a few flattering smiles from the little girl, so he followed her with an iron face.

Yun Zhao ran fast, for fear that if he was too late, the building would be empty.

The Taiqing faction is so famous, she has only heard of it in the book!

"Hey! Who rarely has anything to do with your Taiqing faction!

She was halfway through the run, and the sound of Yun Qi came from the path, and it sounded like an argument with someone, so she turned and walked towards the source of the sound.

Yun was sullen when he listened in the hall, angry that these people were disrespectful to the head of the family. Who knew that when I went back, I happened to see that Zhang Jing, so I discussed it with a few little disciples, and surrounded this "bells and whistles sissy" together, and wanted to scold him before relieving his anger.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Jing looked coldly at the child who was a head shorter than himself, wearing gray clothes, so thin that he seemed to be unable to stand even his own feet, but he dared to scold himself for being a sissy.

He was bored and had no place to breathe, so he dropped his hand on the saber at his waist.

Suddenly, a girl's figure rushed between the two.

"What are you going to do?" Yun Zhao pushed aside a few little disciples and walked up, staring at Zhang Jing defensively, and protecting Yun Qi behind him.

Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows, quite surprised, "There are still female disciples in such an evil sect...... Haven't you been taught how to do the etiquette?"

Yun Zhao looked him up and down. This person was dressed like a rich lady, without manhood, and his speech was mean and ugly, and when he thought about it, he knew that he was a member of the Taiqing faction, and he instantly lost his good impression of this sect.

"Heh, it's you, neither male nor female, what are you going to do to my junior brother!"

"He is still disrespectful to the master!" After returning from Huantang Town, Yun Zhao's image in Yun Zhao's heart was unconsciously much taller, so he was busy complaining to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao furrowed his eyebrows.

"Disrespectful to the Master? What are you, and disrespectful to the Master?"

"Master?" Zhang Jing laughed, and his words became more and more sour, "Which one do you say?"

"You!" Yun Zhao was so angry, he couldn't imagine that this person's mouth was so vicious, not only insulting the master and uncle, but also cursing the old man's words.

She pulled out the Qingshuang Sword behind her backhand and pointed it at Zhang Jing.

"Beware of your talking mouth!"

Zhang Jing took a step back, sneered and drew his saber, and when the sword was unsheathed, the cold light made people panic. The little disciples of Zuo Tianmen swallowed their saliva and touched their necks, so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word.

"Aren't you afraid that my 'Broken Moon' will cut off your neck?" Zhang Jing shook Yun Zhao's eyes a few times with the light of the knife, and glanced at the sword in her hand with contempt, "With you, dare to point a broken iron at me?"

The Broken Moon Sword, the qi can break the wood, and the blade can break the gold. It is said that this sword is so fast that it can be broken into the moon shadow in the water, and this sword is in the book in the treasure spectrum.

"Turtle," Yun Zhao smiled a little smugly, "Are you so closed that you haven't even heard of the Qingshuang Sword?"

"Qingshuang?Zidian Qingshuang?" Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment at first, but then he seemed to hear something extremely funny, and laughed so much that he almost burst into tears, "You said that your broken iron is a Qingshuang sword?"

"Shut up!"

Yun Zhao frowned and looked at him and laughed endlessly, only to feel harsh, looking at the hibiscus jade crown shaking on his head, he couldn't help but think of a sword to scare him.

The sword light flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, and he hurriedly swung his sword to block it, only to hear a crisp sound, and before he could fight it, a small cut of the sword fell to the ground.

He stared at the ground for a long time, and burst out laughing, "Hahaha...... Qingshuang Sword, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

Yun Zhao looked at the sword that broke off the blade in his hand in disbelief, and the blue light on the spine of the sword reflected in her eyes, dazzling.

"The blade can break gold, and you and I are also a fake like you?"

The young man looked at her distraction, and his malice became even stronger, and he raised his hand and waved his sword to wipe her sleeve and slashed several times, and with a few clanging sounds, all the torn "Qingshuang Sword" fell to the ground.

The little disciples who were watching exclaimed.

- Blue Frost Sword...... It's a fake Blue Frost Sword.

Yun Zhao took two steps back, looking at the only remaining hilt of the sword in his hand, and the sleeves of his shirt that were torn by the sword qi, he panicked like a drum in his heart, angry and ashamed, his eyes were suddenly sore and unbearable, and the emotion called "embarrassment" poured into her brain one after another, and she wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

When Zhang Jing saw her appearance, he was proud, and felt that this trip was finally a little interesting, not to mention that this girl was the same as the rabble of Zuotianmen, and she deserved to be trampled on the ground by him!

He grinned, and the excitement in his head drove him to use his internal force to kick the girl in the chest again.

Yun Zhao lost her mind and was defenseless, and she was kicked to the ground in embarrassment, and the messy breath in her chest made her internal organs ache, and her throat was sweet.

Zhang Jing took two steps forward, stepped on the girl's face with one foot, and crushed it twice with his toes, as if he was going to crush an ant.

Yun Zhao was in great pain this time, and struggled desperately, carrying his feet with both hands and beating his legs hard.

But how could a little girl with no internal strength beat the true disciple of the head of Taiqing, who was several years older than her?

"You let go of Yun Zhao!" Yun was so frightened that he cried, and viciously pounced and bit Zhang Jing's leg.

Zhang Jing scolded, picked up the thin boy with one hand and fell to the side.

Yun threw himself on the ground, knocked out a front tooth, and didn't get up for a long time in pain.

The rest of the little disciples also howled and cried, and they all pounced on Zhang Jing and bit and beat him, "You let go of Senior Sister Yunzhao!"

"Bad guy, let go of my sister!"

Zhang Jing was bitten and hurt, waved his hand to shake off a group of children, and let go of Yun Zhao's feet, snorted coldly, afraid that the movement would cause some unnecessary trouble, and he didn't bother to delay more time with them, so he sarcastically said a few words to Yun Zhao and left.

He didn't take this "episode" seriously at all.

"Senior Sister ......"

"Senior Sister Yun Zhao......" Yun covered her leaky mouth and surrounded Yun Zhao with other little disciples, wanting to help her up.

"Get out!" Yun Zhao's face was full of dirt and tears, her eyes were red, she got up and viciously stepped on the fragments of the "Green Frost Sword" on the ground, crying and running back into the mountain.

Yun Qi was grinding the medicine for Yun Zhao's wounds, when he saw the little girl who had just gone out with a muddy face and ran in crying in embarrassment. He was startled, thinking that he had fallen, and he was so distressed that he reached out to pull her to his side to take a closer look.

But he didn't want the hand he stretched out to be opened by Yun Zhao forcefully.

"Xiao Zhao?"

"Get out of here!" she cried viciously, "one or two of them are lying to me like this!

Yun Qi's heart jumped when she scolded her, knowing that it was for the "Qingshuang Sword", his mind changed sharply, so he eased his tone a little more and wanted to comfort her, "Xiao Zhao, my brother and your master didn't mean to ......."

"I hate you! I don't want to see you again!"

"Xiao Zhao ......"

Yun Zhao threw himself on the side of the bed, picked up Xiao Jiu with a confused face, and ran out of the door crying.

"Xiao Zhao!" Yun Qi was so anxious that his face turned a little pale, he only hated that he was not a normal person, he couldn't stand up and run after her, all he could do was turn his head and shout out to the disciples waiting in the side room, but now they all went to see the excitement of Qingcheng's visitors, and no one was there.

It took a long time for someone to run this way, and it was Yun Qi who came to comfort Yun Zhao.

Yun added oil and vinegar to the matter of Fang Cai, and described it in great detail.

"You say, she was humiliated and scolded by the people of the Taiqing faction?" Yun Qi's voice was very soft, his fingertips dug into the flesh on his legs, and a few bits of blood came out from under his clothes, his lips trembled with anger, and his heart hurt.

"You go and tell the fifth uncle that Xiao Zhao may have run away from home, don't say anything else, come back tomorrow morning and push me to the middle hall. ”

......

In the mountain house on the east side.

"Master, I'm teaching...... But what kind of evil sword is there?" Yun Changyou couldn't help but ask.

The old man sat in his chair in a daze, silent for a long time, and shook his head.

"Then what are they doing here?" Yun Feng was upright, and he felt that those people were rude and looked down on people, and he was very disliked.

"However," the old man looked out the window at the mountains in the distance, a little distracted, "I heard my master say that when the ancestor Huang Tianshi founded the sect, he did say that he had an evil sword. ”

At that time, it was a troubled time, and the years of war had caused the people to live in a difficult situation, and the demons from all over the world were attracted by the blood and came out of the hole.

Huantang Town is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the aura is abundant, so there are all kinds of monsters entrenched here. Because of the war, the people were already underfed and clothed, and when the monsters came, they grabbed and ate young children, enslaved young people and old people, and insulted young women...... Huantang Town is filled with the screams of the people every day. It is said that for a while, even the water here turned a rich blood-red color, like purgatory.

The terrain of Huantang is remote, and the town is not big, so those famous and decent people can't take care of it, so for a long time, it has become a "blessed land" for monsters.

One day, suddenly a man surnamed Huang came from Xishu and said that he was here to "save the common people".

The people of Huantang Town seem to have seen a life-saving straw.

The man had a sword, and the people couldn't remember it in retrospect, but the miraculous thing was that since the man lived on Changxi Mountain, the demons and monsters near Huantang Town had indeed decreased a little bit.

Until one day, everyone never saw a single yokai in the vicinity again.

Huantang Town is peaceful.

Then the man came down again, holding the sword, and pasted the yellow paper on the notice board that had not been used for a long time.

——By the order of heaven, inherit the way of heaven. Today, Huang took the evil sword given by the ancestor of all religions, and set up "Zuo Tianmen" in Changxi Mountain, where all men, regardless of old and young, can enter my door, kill demons and subdue demons, and do the way for the sky, which is called the divine messenger.

"Is it really the Evil Slashing Sword?" exclaimed.

The old man still shook his head, "Such a story has been handed down, and there are some truths that cannot be distinguished, and there is no way to know whether that sword is an evil sword." ”

"But the previous head once told me that there was a secret in the Zuotian Gate, and my ancestors instructed my master to keep this secret to the death. But at that time, Zuotianmen was down, and even I was about to starve to death when I couldn't afford to eat. The old man's eyes were cloudy, and he sighed a little when he thought of the past.

"My master thought about selling this secret...... But in the end, it survived. He told me that if Zuotianmen would not work in the future, when the time was right, he might be able to use this secret to exchange a trace of the sect's future. ”

He said, "Zuotianmen can't fall." ”

When the people heard this, their expressions were different.

"Now it's the Taiqing faction, the head of the nine major sects......"

I don't know if it's the right time.