An hour later...

Xue Taigong's movements were too big and he was old and frail, and in just one hour, the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Xue Taigong, who was physically exhausted, showed a fierce face, gritted his teeth and wanted to jump out of the pond, but he never thought about the sword-wielding boy, and directly slid to the exit with strange steps.

"Boy, I will extract your three souls and seven souls to make ghost lamps, and suffer from thousands of years of fire. ”

The old man has heard a lot of this kind of talk. ”

Xu Buling sent his forehead to his crotch, and looked at Xue Taigong indifferently.

Smack—

Within a moment, Xue Taigong, who was physically exhausted, fell towards the ground.

At this moment, the blockage of the two people's air pockets was lifted, and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra surged with surging aura again.

Xu Buling was already ready, and at the moment when the air pockets were not yet loosened, he raised his right foot.

One-step!

The sword qi skyrocketed!

Two steps!

The cyan sword qi revealed more than three inches from the tip of the sword!

Three steps!

The rusty iron sword returns to its shine!

Four steps!

The sword aura was overflowing, and it could no longer be suppressed, smashing the palace lamp at the corner of the eaves.

Sword up!

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Xu Buling did not let the sword qi out of his body, but his body flashed in front of Xue Taigong, who had just leaned his body, like lightning.

The trembling iron sword, with surging sword qi, pierced directly into the sea of qi in the abdomen.

Bang—

Strong winds dispel the white mist of the pond.

The two dragons condensed with sword qi broke through Xue Taigong's flesh and blood robe, and exploded after leaving his body, still shattering the corridor by the pond.

A shallow trench with blood stains appeared on the ground between Xue Taigong's back and the corridor.

"You...."

Xue Taigong, who was only halfway through the trick with his hand, looked at the young man's almost emotionless eyes in disbelief.

The sea of qi was shattered by a sword, and it couldn't be used with the Tongtian spell.

The entire waist was blown off in half, and Xue Taigong's figure fell to the right, and before he fell to the ground, he was already out of breath.

Sword falls!

Xu Buling carefully wiped the blood stains from the sword with his sleeve, reinserted the sword behind his back, and squatted down to rummage through the corpse...

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The lights are shining, and the snow is swaying with the cold wind.

The sheng song in the main hall of Xuejiazhuang is like a dream, there are singers sitting behind the bead curtain and stroking the piano, a little incense is around, and the laughter in the hall is endless.

The thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the day of family reunion.

Xue Huairen, who was more than fifty years old, but still had a fair face, sat on a carved wooden chair and looked at the more than 30 descendants of the Xue family.

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the atmosphere in the hall is peaceful.

The chair at the head was empty, and Xue Baden was sitting next to him, and on the left and right were two young men with bright eyes.

These three people are the pillars of the Xue family, as long as they can set foot on the cultivation together, they are already immortals in the eyes of mortals.

And Xue Chao has been among the second layer of condensation in the past fifteen, and the future can be said to be promising.

The uncles of the 'Huai' generation all sat on the table, not praising a few words of 'Chao'er has a bright future'.

Xue Chao accepted it calmly.

Xue Baden smiled back.

No matter how high the secular status is, even if it is the capital of a dynasty, it is just an ordinary man.

The Xue family took root in Luli County a hundred years ago, and with a clear spring of mountain roots, the family has developed to this point.

It is not easy to practice one, and to be able to occupy a feng shui treasure without being disturbed is a blessing from heaven.

There are ancestors who are blessed, and children and grandchildren who are prosperous, but what is lacking is just time.

Although it can't compare to the orthodox immortal mountain, if it continues to develop like this, it will take a hundred, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years.

Children and grandchildren are endless, and the branches and leaves are scattered.

As long as the cultivation is endless, the spark of the stars is not extinguished, and it is not impossible to discuss the high and low with the Taoist ancestor in the future.

The Xue family has obviously taken the first step.

In Qinghe County, the Xue family has become a leading family of cultivators.

The middle bottom of the imperial examination of the descendants also made a name for themselves in the court of Chu Yanguo.

Wen Cheng Wude, but that's it.

While Xue Huairen was pondering, Xue Chao, the youngest son next to him, felt that it was boring to chat with a group of mortals, so he asked:

"Dad, when will Taigong be out of the customs?"

Xue Huairen looked at his most promising son quite dotingly, thought about it, and sighed:

"Your father-in-law has been unwell in recent years, and the condensation realm cannot be consummated, and building a foundation has become a luxury, and in the future, it will still depend on you. ”

Fifteen-year-old Xue Chao smiled with unparalleled confidence: "Finding this great fortune in Queming Mountain, I will not be ashamed of that senior..."

"Huh!"

Xue Huairen's face was slightly gloomy, he looked left and right, and whispered: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, only if you can hold it is called fortune, and if you can't hold it, it is called calamity." ”

"The child knows. ”

Xue Chao nodded, he was able to reach the second layer of condensation at the age of fifteen, which was inseparable from the great fortune of the village of Queming Mountain, but this was only the beginning.

The Qi Condensation Realm is just getting started in cultivation, and it is not even counted as entering the hall, and the blessing that Xue Chao encountered is a road to heaven.

Xue Chao thought slightly: "That immortal elder, said that he would come to Queming Mountain again in three years, as long as I can be in the middle stage of condensation, he will accept me as an apprentice, but in three years, how can I be among the fourth layer of condensation?"

Xue Huairen pondered a little: "Since the Immortal Chief has given you this test, there must be a way to achieve it, and the cultivation of a strange person will come out..."

As he was talking, a figure walked by in the corridor outside the hall.

Dressed in a black robe and covering his face with a black cloth, he walked leisurely past the window and went straight to the gate.

"What people!"

The guards who were guarding the door outside were immediately annoyed when they saw this, thinking that it was the heirs of the miscellaneous servants in the backyard, so they pulled out their waist knives and stepped forward to scold.

Halfway through his words, he saw the young man raise his sword and slash horizontally.

"Uh—"

Everyone saw a flash of sword light, and the guards only had time to scream halfway before they fell to the ground.

Blood slid down the steps into the courtyard, glaring above the blood.

"Ahh

"Bold!"

The hall was silent at first, and then noisy again, the children of the Xue family stood up and scolded angrily, and the maids fled in all directions.

Xue Huairen saw that something was wrong, and asked, "Who is the Taoist friend coming!"

Whether you are a cultivator or not, you will know as soon as you make a move.

Being able to condense sword qi on the iron sword is probably still a sword cultivation with amazing killing power.

Although the other party is a young man, his momentum is exactly the same, and he is afraid that he has already entered the realm of condensation.

The immortal master on the road passed by, and it was too common to kill a few offended servants.

Xue Huairen didn't go to his heart, stood up, raised his hand and saluted:

"Can I self-register for a number?"

Xu Buling glanced at the dozens of people in the hall, there were only three people in the cultivation, and there were many who could practice with a good spiritual root.

He walked into the hall, and because of his young health, he walked to the left side and held on to the carved wooden door that was more than a foot high, and closed it.

Go to the right again and close the other door.

Dozens of people in the Xue family were full of inexplicability, but with the words of the head of the family in front, it was not easy to reprimand.

Xue Huairen frowned, looking at the young man strolling at the gate:

"Your Excellency, friend or foe?"

"Hehe..."

Xu Buling closed the door, plugged in the deadbolt, and turned to look at the Xue family:

"The old man came over today and destroyed the door!"