No matter how talented he is, Cui Puyang is only a teenager in the end.

If it is an ordinary child, it is okay, if you choose one of the two, there is always a half chance, but he is destined to be not an ordinary person, and there will always be more thoughts.

Huang Jiulong didn't plan to let his own disciple give him a particularly satisfactory answer, just as he asked Cui Puyang before, and Cui Puyang answered.

Practicing a sword is not as fast as watching a sword, the same is the same for his own disciple, he needs to see it little by little, Cui Puyang is only twelve years of shallow years, for a gatekeeper like him Huang Jiulong, it is just a matter of opening and closing his eyes, and snapping his fingers.

The avenue is long and long, and for them, they are destined to live for a long time, so long that a sect can be prolonged and declined.

Therefore, he Huang Jiulong is not in a hurry, he looks at it slowly, and whether it is practicing swords or watching swords, it is not a matter that can be done in a hurry.

Huang Jiulong pointed his finger at the woman Lin Yan'er without hesitation, and said: "Actually, since she practiced that sword technique, whether she wins or loses, it is her, she wins, and she loses, and she knows why the master is talking so much nonsense about that irrelevant woman?"

Huang Puyang said suspiciously: "Could it be that you don't like it, master, why don't you have a woman in Sword City, you can't add a little junior sister to me, master, you really use ......."

Before he could say his good intentions, his hairs suddenly stood on end, and he changed his words again and again: "Of course, master, you are a high cultivator, you can do what you want, and you have no scruples about what you want." ”

Huang Jiulong smiled and nodded, what is lacking in Sword City? There is no shortage of swords, there is no shortage of sword cultivation, and there is no shortage of high cultivation, what is lacking is that his own disciple is such a sycophant.

He touched the back of his apprentice's head very kindly, and said: "So, the master just wants to tell you that the master is just a Xuan Xiu with higher swordsmanship, not a sword cultivation, and the master actually doesn't want you Cui Puyang to do a sword cultivation, there is actually a difference between sword cultivation and a higher sword cultivation, but you Cui Puyang is still young now, so small that you don't know that you are still young, so for you Cui Puyang, what you have to do now is to ......"

After a deliberate pause, Cui Puyang followed closely and said, "Look at the sword carefully." ”

Huang Jiulong nodded with satisfaction, the kind that was really satisfied, and then as if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at the Taoist Lei Zhenggang on the side, his face was as kind as before, and said, "Oh, I forgot about Daoyou." ”

Lei Zhenggang tugged at the corners of his mouth, and didn't take the remark that he said it was wrong or wrong, anyway, his cultivation is low, even if the other party is not that sword cultivator, he Lei Zhenggang is only struggling with one or two of them at most, and the key is that the other party is not only a sword cultivator, but also definitely the kind of sword cultivator who crosses the ranks and fights like drinking cold water.

Then what he Lei Zhenggang did seemed a little ridiculous and not worth it.

Those heroic martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country in the secular dynasty under the mountain, after they died in battle, someone with great military achievements may give you a gilded plaque to prove their heroism.

But who should give him a plaque to Lei Zhenggang?

"Joyful Fu, a good thing, but it's rare" Huang Jiulong seemed to fall into an extremely distant memory.

Lei Zhenggang secretly spat in his heart, if it was really a good thing, he would not be in such a situation today, no wonder it can only be placed on the half-broken confession, and no one has touched it for many years.

"Daoyou don't have to worry, between heaven and earth, there is actually a little bit of causal involvement with the old man, so the old man just took action to intercept the Daoist, if it is replaced by an ordinary monk, it is also possible to be the sword cultivation of the Xuandi Triple Heaven, if it is just an ordinary Xuandi Triple Heaven Xuanxiu, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort to intercept the Daoist, so the Daoist does not need to question this free charm. ”

Lei Zhenggang replied as if he had suddenly realized: "I see, since the things enshrined in this ancestral hall have a lot of relationship with the predecessors, they will be returned to the predecessors." ”

It's just that he didn't take out the amulet, as if he was making a show.

It's like pulling people to the table to eat wine, but not putting wine on the table.

Cui Puyang, who listened to it, almost laughed out loud.

Huang Jiulong smiled and waved his hand, the Escape Charm is good, and it is also very useful for ordinary Three Realm cultivators, but for him, a sword cultivator of the Three Heavens, the chicken ribs among the chicken ribs.

He was a Triple Heaven Sword Cultivator, and naturally he would not covet an object of a Triple Heaven Xuan Emperor.

Moreover, if the other party really wants to give, he will not add the word Patriarch Hall to his words, in the final analysis, he still doesn't want to give, if he Huang Jiulong takes it, what will it become?

Is there any sword cultivation style that is not as good as his Xuanxiu Patriarch Hall?

Although he, Huang Jiulong, did not want to admit that he was a sword cultivator, he was a sword-wielding person in the end.

Lei Zhenggang arched his hand again, leaned his neck forward slightly, and asked, "Then the juniors won't bother the seniors, after all, there are a lot of things on the mountain of the small sect." ”

Huang Jiulong folded his hands on his sleeves and asked rhetorically: "In fact, the Xiaoyao Talisman is not weaker than ordinary high-grade mysterious weapons, the kind used for escape, why does it seem to be not so useful in your hands?"

Without waiting for Lei Zhenggang's verbal answer, Huang Jiulong hit directly: "Because this Xiaoyao Talisman is different from ordinary high-grade Xuanqi, it needs to absorb the luck of your own Ancestor Hall, and your Lucky Charm has probably not entered it for thousands of years, so if you can play the peak fifty percent, it can already be regarded as the blessing of the Ancestor Hall." ”

The implication outside the words is to tell him Lei Zhenggang, I am not only a high cultivator, but also know a lot, so don't fool him with such words.

Lei Zhenggang was stunned in his heart, but he was afraid that he would not be able to leave, and when he looked at the vast number of monks beside him, he sank even more.

The Triple Heavenly Xuan Emperor is still a sword cultivator, and the ordinary middle and lower three realms will only feel that the cultivation is high and out of reach, but only the Xuan Emperor of the Upper Three Realms like him Lei Zhenggang knows that the other party, whether it is cultivation or combat strength, is the same Xuan Emperor like him, and he can't touch the soles of the other party's feet with his toes, and the word terrible is indescribable.

Lei Zhenggang can even be sure that if the gray-robed and kind old man is determined to kill him, the Xuan Emperor, within the five swords, it is all based on creation, and outside the five swords, life and death are not up to heaven and earth.

Huang Jiulong turned around, raised his head, looked at the top of the mountain, and muttered softly: "It's not just you, but all the monks on this mountain, if they want to leave, they can only ask me about the sword in my hand, and I won't agree." ”

And he, Huang Jiulong, is obviously not agreeing.