The 'bundle of immortals' was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in front of Lin Haoran in a moment. Lin Haoran was in danger, took three steps back, hid to the side, pinched the robe with his left hand, pointed at the right hand and pointed at the sky, "up", "dung beetle", the light flowed, and the autumn was like water. I saw Lin Haoran's whole body covered with blue light, and a radiant cyan robe was raised, rushing into the air to resist the 'bundle of immortals', and in the blink of an eye, the scene was deadlocked, and the blue and red light shone on everyone in the hall.

The desert monk suddenly snorted coldly and said, "The Heavenly Dao people are really willing, and they actually passed the "Blue Water" Immortal Sword to him. ”

At this moment, Lin Haoran snorted lightly, changed the sword technique in his left hand, put it on his chest, slowly drew a circle, and conjured a gossip word diagram from the center of his palm, which slowly became larger, and swelled to the size of a wellhead in a moment. Lin Haoran raised his eyebrows, and his left hand pressed against the gossip diagram and attacked Yi Zhen'er. said that it was too late, Yi Zhen'er panicked, and hurriedly pinched the trick to defend, but it was a little late, and the Buddha character map was also conjured in her hand, but it was the size of a palm, and it was too late, so she had to go out, only to hear a bang, the hall shook, Lin Haoran took three steps back, on the other hand, Yi Zhen'er flew out like a broken kite. At this time, the 'bundle of immortal ropes' was out of control, flipped and turned, and wrapped around Yi Zhen'er's waist again. Lin Haoran flew up and grabbed the handle of the robe, took three steps and stabbed straight at Yi Zhen'er's throat, the faces of everyone in the hall changed suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the light of the robe had pierced her throat, and a trace of red marks appeared. "Ahh At this critical moment, a hand reached into the blue light, the sharp robe was unobstructed to him, and the two fingers flicked the sword body, only to hear the sound of "dang", the blue narcissus sword fell to the corner as if it was hit hard, and the light dissipated. Lin Haoran looked at the empty right hand in a daze, the tiger's mouth was violently cracked, and blood gushed out. Looking up, he was facing the cold eyes of the desert monk, and the killing intent that emanated made him shiver.

The desert monk sneered and said, "Good killing intent, good means!"

Seeing this, Xia Yan blocked in front of Lin Haoran, turned around and blamed: "Why did you also have murderous intentions towards your fellow disciples?"

Then he said to the desert monk: "Uncle, for the sake of Senior Brother Lin's young and ignorant, I hope that my subordinates will be merciful." ”

Yi Zhen'er's face was pale, touching the wound on her neck, her mouth was wide open, and she didn't move, just the closest she was to death, and she couldn't slow down for a while.

The desert monk glanced at Yi Zhen'er twice, shook and stretched out his hands, stretched and squeezed, and after doing so a few times, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his back to them, closed his eyes and said, "While I can still control myself, get out!" The last two words were extremely loud, making everyone's ears buzz.

Lin Haoran stood there in a daze, his face was not good-looking. Xia Yan clenched his fists and said, "Thank you, uncle!" After that, he pulled Lin Haoran and ran towards the outside of the hall to prevent the desert monk from temporarily changing his hexagram.

Suddenly, the desert monk opened his eyes, turned around and pulled Yi Zhen'er up, his eyes looked towards Master Yuru, Master Yuru also looked at him at the same time, and the two saw a kind of hope in each other's eyes: How good it would be if this person was a disciple of Tongtian Peak of Qinglong Temple!

Master Yuru stepped forward, took the hand of the desert monk and said, "I thought you were going to do something to the juniors, but fortunately you held back!

The desert monk sighed and said, "My disciple's skills are not as good as others, and I can't complain about others." ”

After a long pause, Yi Zhen'er cried out and said, "Why did I lose in his hands." ”

The desert monk snorted coldly and did not speak. But it was Master Yuru who said: "Child, your cultivation is higher than him, and you show mercy to your subordinates everywhere, but your heart is too kind." ”

Cui Houqing saw that Lin Haoran annoyed the master, and in his eyes, the two of them were like brothers, and he felt that he was incompetent, which made the master so angry, and ran out and knelt in front of the desert monk and said: "Master, it's all the disciples who are not good, when I saw Lin Haoran coming with the sword, I wanted to try his cultivation, and it was all the disciple's fault that I did it..."

Cui Houqing wanted to say more, but the anger of the desert monk just went burning. In his heart, Cui Houqing knelt in front of him, talking a lot, stupid, even worse than Lin Haoran, and raised his hand angrily to hit him. But his hand stopped in mid-air and disappeared, and he shouted angrily: "Get out, you useless thing." After speaking, he pointed to Wang Wenqing and the others next to him, and said, "Dashan, you come and arrange their rooms." With a flick of his robe, he said coldly: "Disband!" Strode towards the back hall, Master Yuru pulled Yi Zhen'er, who was still crying, and followed.

The moonlight is like water, and the breeze is like flocculent. The moonlight-wrapped figure sat on the moon-watching platform, like a cocoon. Cui Houqing didn't know how many hours he had been sitting there, and he had already practiced the Qinglong Ascension Technique many times, but now he was panting slightly in his chest and sweating profusely. He looked ahead, remembered the scene in the main hall today, and sighed slightly. Unexpectedly, I haven't seen him for two years, Lin Haoran has already cultivated to the third layer of the Supreme Mirror, and he is only at the first level now, even if he counts the cultivation of the Blue Dragon Ascension Technique, it can be regarded as the second layer at most. No wonder he and the little senior sister couldn't beat him, and no wonder the master was angry. Cui Houqing thought of Yi Zhen'er and the way she looked at Lin Haoran, Cui Houqing said in her heart that she still likes to cultivate with good qualifications after all. Cui Houqing lowered his head in frustration, and after a glance, he felt that there was someone next to him, turned his head to look, and opened his mouth wide in disbelief. If he hadn't discovered it two years ago, it would be normal, but now although the Qinglong Ascension Technique only has the first layer, his divine sense is no longer simple by practicing the Qinglong Ascension Technique, and even an ant can find it within a radius of ten zhang. I don't know how long the person who came sat next to him, if the person who came was not good for him, the consequences can be imagined, thinking of this, Cui Houqing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He turned to see that it was an old man, smiling and looking at him. Cui Houqing felt familiar for a while, but he didn't know when he had seen it, and after thinking for a while, he remembered the old man one day two years ago, he called himself a sweeper of Qinglong Mountain, and he went back to ask the master, and the master said that there was no such person, and he thought he had seen it in a dream. But now that the old man has appeared in front of him again, is he unconsciously asleep again? Cui Houqing raised his right hand and hit his face, and then pinched his left hand, and immediately felt a hot pain, not a dream. His mind was immediately clouded, and even though there were thousands of questions in his heart, he turned into three words on his lips: "Who are you?" The old man seemed to have changed, not as confused as he was then, and looked much more sober.

The old man smiled and said, "I'm the sweeper of Qinglong Mountain!"

Cui Houqing stood up, took two steps back, and said, "I asked the master, and he said that there is no such person at all." ”

The old man held his head high arrogantly, snorted lightly, and said, "What kind of thing is your master? How can he see me with his little bit of Taoism? Even that Yuqing child is not worthy of lifting shoes for me." ”

Cui Houqing saw him insulting his teacher in person, and said angrily: "My master's Taoism is low, how high can your Taoism be? Then why can I see you?"

The old man stood up tremblingly, looking old and immortal, Cui Houqing thought that he was still bragging like this, and he didn't feel a little contemptuous. "Slap" Cui Houqing's forehead was hit by someone I don't know who hit him, there were only two of them here, the old man didn't move at all, Cui Houqing opened his mouth in shock for a while, I don't know what means the old man used. The old man said as if nothing had happened: "Stupid, I can't figure it out, I've been sitting here for two years, if I didn't mean to show up, you would be able to see me?

Cui Houqing was dumbfounded for a while, scratched his head and became more puzzled, and asked: "Why did you suddenly disappear two years ago, didn't you say that there was a story to tell me?"

The old man rolled his eyes, pointed to him, and said, "Didn't I say it? I've been sitting here for two years. You can't see that I'm not good enough, and I don't let you see it to see if you're qualified to listen to my story. ”

Cui Houqing said angrily: "Then why are you showing up again now? Am I qualified to listen to the story?"

The old man said, "Shit, it's too early to hear the story, don't ask me who I am, and don't ask me where I'm from, because you're not qualified to know." Maybe one day I'll tell you all the truth. The old man glanced at Cui Houqing, nodded and said, "However, you can barely call me Grandpa Zhong." Let me teach you. ”

Cui Houqing turned his head and said, "You insulted my master, insulted me Qinglong Mountain, and wanted me to call you Grandpa Zhong, but there is no door!"

The old man was not angry when he heard this, but said, "Okay, it's tough enough, it fits my temper!" The old man thought for a while and said, "Don't you want to surpass your good friend, don't you want to marry your beautiful senior sister, she likes your good friend a little." ”

When Cui Houqing heard this, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but say, "I... I never thought about marrying my senior sister, you... How do you know?"

The old man snorted and said, "How can there be anything in the world that I don't know?" Cui Houqing never thought that this old man's cultivation could surpass that of the master and the desert monk, and said in his heart that he was bragging again, but he didn't show it, he just thought that he would demolish him sooner or later. Cui Houqing thought for a while and said, "The rules of Qinglong Mountain prohibit stealing teachers. ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "Where is this considered stealing a teacher? I don't teach you the exercises of other sects, and I don't ask for apprenticeship, how about it?"

Cui Houqing said curiously: "Since you don't ask about the world, what is this for?"

Old Man Zhong smiled and said, "Don't ask too much if you tell you, it's a vain question if you ask, do you think I'll tell you?"

Cui Houqing shook his head, he didn't want to agree, but in his mind, he seemed to float past Tian Ling'er, the figure of taking himself down the mountain to carry water two years ago, the gentle face by the lonely lamp on a rainy night, and the chasing and laughing together in the past, even the faint body fragrance floating in her memory is so clear at this moment.

Little by little, it comes to mind!

After a long time, Cui Houqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded as if he had made up his mind. The old man laughed loudly, and the laughter reached the sky, and he said, "Good, good, good!"

Suddenly, Old Man Zhong showed a fierce expression, staring at the depths of the sea of clouds with a fierce expression. Said coldly: "You told others about your whereabouts?"

Cui Houqing didn't know why, so he said, "Whereabouts? I just told Haoran that I came to look at the moon and the sea of clouds every day to practice." ”

Old Man Zhong snorted coldly and said, "No wonder!" After speaking, he disappeared directly and disappeared without a trace.

Cui Houqing didn't have time to turn back, only to hear a whistling, a black mist rolled and flew quickly, in the white sea of clouds, like a drop of ink, it looked extremely incongruous. Cui Houqing's heart was shocked, thinking of that night two years ago, that black smoke, the two are so similar, so familiar? It was he who killed Cui Houqing's parents, displaced himself, and vowed to find him at the grave. He has been asking around for two years, but he didn't expect to appear in Qinglong Mountain today, he didn't know whether it was joy or pain in his heart, he stood in a daze, his hands clenched into fists, and the meager aura was launched unconsciously, and quickly rotated around his body, and the leakage of aura actually blew a gust of wind around his body.