In the evening.

The thin young man in the black robe covered his face, carried a long sword to the foot of Cuifeng Mountain, and after making sure that there was no one around, he fled into the dense forest in a flash and marched towards the Zhuangzi on the mountain.

There are no strange formations in the Immortal Family, and it stands to reason that the monks of the Condensing Qi Realm cannot set up the formation, but as the nest of a cultivation family, it is not impossible to save some capital from generation to generation.

Xu Buling was silent all the way, extremely careful, who thought of walking to the mountainside, and suddenly heard:

"I will break through the wind and clouds at will, and everyone will look up to ~

I don't need to look backwards~"

A dynamic melody inexplicably came to mind, making Xu Buling, who was jumping back and forth between the treetops, almost draw his sword.

After reacting, he said in a deep voice in his heart: "Dao Chief, what kind of demon are you doing?"

Department Chief: "Don't let the Taoist Chief, I have detected that you are nervous, and listening to songs is helpful to relieve your emotions." ”

“.......”

Xu Buling stood on the treetops, took a slight breath, and after suppressing the ripples in the heart lake, he said softly: "Okay! Stop, this old man listened to the old man who wanted to destroy the door with a knife, and his heart couldn't calm down." ”

"Okay, the booth is closed. ”

The night breeze is quiet, and the green peaks and mountains are restored to tranquility.

Xu Buling looked from afar, and he could see that the Zhuangzi was brightly lit, and occasionally servants drove horse-drawn carriages up and down the mountain road, and a row of red lanterns hung on the eaves.

He followed the path he had explored, and when he came to Nuoda Zhuangzi, he did not climb over the wall to enter, but went to the back mountain along the courtyard wall.

The back mountain is where the ancestral tomb of the Xue family is located, and it is a treasure land of feng shui.

Observing the rotation of the surrounding spiritual qi with the technique of observing qi, after a few months, you can clearly feel the surrounding condensation qi converging towards the back mountain.

If Xue Taigong was concentrating on cultivation, he would definitely be in it.

Walk cautiously and come to the ancestral tomb of the Xue family.

Strange trees and stones are all over the forest, an ancestral hall carved beams and paintings stand in the middle, coiling dragons and tigers, and suppressing the Quartet with stone turtles.

Xu Buling went south and north to Jiazi, and saw that this was the most common spirit gathering array, which contained the luck of heaven and earth for his own use, but the effect was slight, and it was very different from the spirit gathering array that was piled up by countless heavy treasures in the immortal gate.

A cultivation family obviously can't afford to use the Great Sect Protector Array, but there are still ordinary talismans.

Xu Buling has been on the Immortal Mountain for decades, although he has not entered the inner gate, these gadgets have long been commonplace, and he has bypassed the mechanism talisman lightly and came to the back of the palace-like ancestral hall.

Lying behind the strange stones, it can be seen that there is a mountain spring behind the ancestral hall, and the clear spring flows out from the faucet and drips into the pond below, and every drop carries a trace of white mist.

To have such a strong aura, the roots of Cuifeng Mountain at that time.

In the middle of the pond, a white-haired old man in a gray robe sat cross-legged, slowly spitting in.

The snow-white mist entered the mouth and nose, and then exhaled a breath of cold and turbid air.

Xu Buling looked at his momentum and knew that this white-haired old man was Xue Taigong.

The dirt in the body is so heavy that it needs to be suppressed at the spring of the mountain root, and it must be that the bottleneck has caused the cultivation to stop, and it has reached the point where the oil is exhausted.

The realm climbed step by step, and it took Xu Buling decades to climb to the third layer of condensation, and then he was weak.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, once you stop moving, your body will soon collapse, and Xue Taigong's situation is similar to what he once was.

Xue Taigong was obviously in retreat, not noticing that he had infiltrated the vicinity.

It is a very dangerous thing for a monk to retreat and close his senses.

Most of the people in the Xianmen choose to retreat in the mountain gate and have the protection of the same door, and Ye Xiu finds a secluded place to dig a pit and bury himself.

And this Xue Taigong, as the head of the family, has always been low-key after living in Luli County for a hundred years, obviously he didn't expect anyone to target him, so he retreated at home.

Xu Buling knew the method of retreat, closed the divine consciousness and cruised in the qi sea meridians, and the moment the divine soul returned to its place after leaving the customs was the weakest time for the divine soul.

Xu Buling restrained his breath and lay on the stone, and his hand pinched the law and was ready to go.

The day after tomorrow is the New Year's Pass, the Xue family holds a family banquet, and Xue Taigong will inevitably go out.

As for whether the massacre of Xujia Village was done by Xue Taigong, there is no need to think about it.

Because that happened three years later, and now killing anyone is indiscriminately killing innocents.

Xu Buling is not a disciple of the Buddhist family, and he doesn't care about the order of cause and effect, all he has to do is kill the possible people.

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Two days in a flash, and the thirtieth month in the blink of an eye.

There was an endless stream of guests in Xuejiazhuang, and the figures with heads and faces in Luli County came to visit.

Xue Taigong, who was dressed in a gray robe, sat cross-legged in the silk white mist, and the turbidity between his mouth and nose gradually returned to normal.

Finally, when the last sun set over the mountain, the white-haired old man opened his eyes.

Right now!

A figure rose from the strange stone more than ten zhang away, pinched the law with his hand, and quickly spit out four words between his lips and tongue:

"It's better to dance!"

A burst of green light shot out.

The moment Xue Taicheng came back to his senses, before he could react, the green light hit his forehead.

The next moment!

The three talismans appeared out of thin air, blocking Taigong Xue's body.

Returning to his senses and instantly urging the talisman, it was still a step too late.

Xue Taigong flew up and stood on the edge of the pond, his face furious, looking at the sword-wielding young man on the other side of the pond.

The retreat was attacked by someone, and it was an endless blood feud in cultivating immortals.

Xue Taigong felt it carefully, and he was hit by the opponent's surprise attack technique, but he was safe and sound, and he couldn't help but be a little dazed.

"Bold thief, thief, thief..."

Xue Tai scolded openly, and just spit out a sentence, but his voice was vague and not light.

Then, his hands and feet began to wave unobediently, the sea of qi was closed and blocked, and the three talismans in front of him had no spiritual energy support, and they fell to the ground weakly.

The expression on Mrs. Xue's old face changed suddenly, and at this time, even if a mortal man gave him a sword, it would be a different fate.

Under the crisis, Xue Taigong forcibly stopped his movements, trying to break through the blockage.

But as soon as it stopped, the cyclone that had been condensed in the sea of qi for a hundred years began to wither rapidly, and the whole body was regressed visibly with the naked eye.

Xue Taigong's eyes were full of incredulity, and without the slightest hesitation, he began to continue waving his hands and feet, his eyes full of shock.

The other side.

Xu Buling seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and pounced from his hiding place, and a law decision hit Xue Taigong's forehead.

He was about to dance with a sword dance to the old and frail Xue Taigong, but he never thought that the voice of the head of the department sounded in his mind:

"The target is selected successfully, and the opponent does not know how to dance, please select the type of dance:

A: Striptease

B: Shake the milk dance

C: Disco. ”

"I xx!

Xu Buling was in the air, and he was surrounded by a hundred years of ups and downs, and he also burst into foul language.

But at the last moment, he couldn't allow anyone to hesitate, so he could only respond quickly in his heart:

"C. ”

The reason why C was chosen was because Xu Buling was cautious by nature, in case the two of them danced together, he would not have to show his head in front of Daoyou in the future.

Fortunately, after landing, the body did not feel anything else.

Xu Buling was already familiar with the method, holding an iron sword and moving his body, and a set of sword dances resumed.

Sassy –

Sassy –

Black clouds cover the sky, and the ancestral tomb of the Xue family is cold and secluded.

A trace of white mist is suspended on the surface of the pond, and the red lights are like beans, hanging in the corners of the eaves around the pond.

Two figures stand on both sides of the pond, tossing and turning, in this lonely environment, it looks extremely weird.

Sassy –

Sassy –

Xu Buling's movements were extremely fast, and the long sword in his hand brought the sound of breaking the wind.

However, Xue Taigong bent down with his hands on his knees, and his slender white hair spread out, like a horse's mane, spinning like a windmill.

What a 'night madman shakes his head!'

Strictly speaking, both of them are 100-year-olds.

While Xue Taigong shook his head, he also noticed the method of this technique.

As long as you follow the movements between the heart lakes, you will not be affected by the backlash of the spell.

And the young man on the other side obviously fell for the spell, and he couldn't stop either.

What the two sides have to compete with is physical strength and endurance.

Xue Taigong has been practicing for a hundred years after all, his state of mind is as stable as a rock, and while shaking his white hair, he said coldly:

"Boy, who are you?"

Xu Buling danced the sword wildly, staring at the opponent with cold eyes:

"Go to Huangquan Road and ask your ancestors. ”

"Hahaha...."

Xue Taigong's eyes were gloomy, and he stood in the ancestral tomb with a white hair:

"Boy, is it really the old man's hundred years of practice, and he has cultivated to the dog? This technique is quite exquisite, it can compete with physical strength, with your twelve-year-old body, how can you be the old man's opponent. Entering the Three Realms at the age of twelve, it is a rare genius in the sky, and when you lie down with all your strength, this body, the old man accepted it. ”

can enter the late stage of condensation, and the eyesight perception is really vicious.

Xu Buling's eyes changed slightly, but he didn't expect the other party to see the method of 'it's better to dance' so quickly.

Xu Buling thought about it for a moment and asked:

"Department leader, the old man has forgotten most of the things in his previous life, but do you have more effortless dance skills?"

Department Leader: "The system is searching....

The search is complete, please do not let the Taoist choose:

A: Mechanical Dance

B: Striptease

C: Lap dance. ”

(Note: What is the knee dance, it's best to spend it, there are surprises.) )

Xu Buling was stunned, and the memories of the past came to his heart, and he couldn't help but be stunned:

"Is this still up to the old man?"

Chief: "Accept the command and automatically select the most labor-saving dance..."

Xu Buling hurriedly spoke: "Wait, A!"

“Dangerous~The Girl Is So Dangerous~....”

In an instant, a familiar rhythm sounded in his mind, and his body changed completely.

Bending, rotating, winding, oscillating...

Occasionally, the footsteps are ghostly, as if advancing and retreating, gliding on the ground.

The three-layer cultivation of condensation qi is a 'space step' that slides out, which is really amazing.

Xue Taigong's white hair was scattered, and his footsteps were messy in his ancestral grave, and his face was surprised:

"Boy, why are you able to change your movements?"

Xu Buling sneered and looked indifferently at Xue Taigong opposite:

"In terms of realm, the old man is too far behind you, and in terms of dancing skills, you can't dance the old man!"

“Dangerous~...”

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