Five days later, the immortal was in the view.

Dong Lingjun, who had returned from Zhoushan Island, stood on the Taoist pagoda that was being renovated, his right hand on his back, and his left hand gently twisted his beard, looking at the empty gossip stone platform in front of him.

The Lingxu Immortal Sword that was placed here, bathed in dragon energy, and restored its spiritual charm.

It has been taken away for five days.

There was no suppression, and the dragon qi gathered here quickly dissipated, seven points were returned to Lin'an City, and three points were sucked into the forbidden palace.

Just now there was also the lord of the country who accompanied him, bringing the apology of the lord of the country, and Zhao Ming also knew about the theft of the immortal temple, and he promised Dong Lingjun to catch the murderer as quickly as possible.

I heard that the national teacher had lost the fairy sword, so he promised.

If the fairy sword cannot be recovered, the power of the country will be used to cast another spiritual object for the national teacher.

"Mortals are stupid!"

Dong Lingjun closed his eyes, with three points of anger, and said:

"The aura is gone, the spiritual things are dissipated, in this era, where can we forge an immortal blade like a Ling Xuan sword?"

"You're no better."

A girlish and crisp voice sounded from behind Dong Lingjun, and at the edge of the top floor of this wooden building, there was a young woman wearing a plain dress and a Penglai mask, revealing her mouth.

Sitting on the edge of the building.

The wind blew through her long legs and lifted her dress, revealing her snow-white skin, but the girl didn't care.

She was holding a closed purple oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and her legs were shaking, and even her slender body was shaking, which was a high-risk action that a good child could not learn.

If she is not careful, she will fall from a height.

At this height, if you don't move to lift it, no matter how high your martial arts are, you will have to fall to death.

A white ribbon was wrapped around her body, flowing through her arms and dancing behind her, and I don't know if it was the wind that blew the ribbon, or the true qi that kept the ribbon from falling.

Full of Penglai style.

"Such an important thing, you just put it here, even mortals know the truth of the child holding gold through the city, you are an immortal, but don't you know?

I really slept for a thousand years, and my brain was gone. ”

The girl's tone was full of sarcasm, and she had no respect for this Penglai Immortal Monarch.

She twisted the dried sweet potato in her hand, put it in her mouth, and after a few chews, she made a comfortable sound.

From this high place, she looked at the morning light in front of her, was silent for a few breaths, and sent a handful of dried sweet potatoes to her mouth.

She said vaguely:

"Thousands of years of drastic changes, things are not people.

The immortal monarch who stood proudly in the clouds and crossed the planet sea has also become a lonely ghost who grabs people's bodies and spends his hunger, and this gentleman is really not close to this world.

Only this dried sweet potato is still the taste of a thousand years ago. It's so fragrant, so sweet, and it's delicious. ”

"Don't ridicule this gentleman."

Dong Lingjun waved his hand, not caring about the girl's sarcasm, he said:

"This Jun is not an unwise person, the Ling Xuan Immortal Sword is placed here, it is foolproof, since Benjun woke up, this fairy sword will be reborn.

It is also blessed by Lin'an dragon energy, which is as stable as Mount Tai.

Even if it is a human ghost and god like Ren Hao, he doesn't want to take away the fairy sword. ”

"But it's just lost."

The maiden sneered and said:

"What's the use of saying more? was slapped in the face, and he had to put gold on his face, Benjun is just impatient with you Penglai people, and you are very hypocritical.

That's it for a thousand years.

Thousands of years later, this stinky problem still hasn't changed! ”

Dong Lingjun was silent for a few breaths, he turned around and said to the girl who was eating dried sweet potatoes:

"It is indeed the negligence of this monarch, I never expected that in addition to this monarch in this world, there is also a second Lingxu Sword Master. That Liu Zhuoran has been abolished and expelled from the door wall, which is already broken.

But who would have thought that the worms that fell into the quagmire would have a day of resurrection?

If you are negligent, you will naturally make up for it.

It's just a mountain mover, you don't want to be yin and yang, and talk as if you can stay out of the matter.

Back then, it was you who begged me to come to my Penglai Sect and volunteered to become my Penglai Spirit Sword Monarch, so that I was protected by my ancestor.

A thousand years ago, you were a Penglai Zhongren! ”

When Dong Lingjun talked about the past, he made the girl angry.

Her slender five fingers clasped the railing of the wooden building, and in the sound of shattering, the entire nine-story building began to shake, as if it could not withstand the monstrous power and almost wanted to shatter.

"At the moment of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, I, an unsupported casual cultivator, can I still have a way to survive in addition to leaning over you as a dog?"

The girl gritted her teeth and said:

"But who knows, your so-called 'millennium plan' in Penglai is like this!

Knowing today's suffering, the old lady should have learned from those reckless men to face the catastrophe, and if she died, she would be free, so as not to be humiliated by these evil ghosts such as you.

But to do is to do, the difference between Benjun's thoughts back then and to this point is to this point, and Benjun is to blame.

No wonder. ”

She jumped onto the wooden building, pointed to Dong Lingjun's nose, and said sharply:

"Ben Jun was such a hero back then, but now he is just like you, not clean.

It's all dyed like this by you and other sludge, and I don't ask for much, but you don't come to provoke me! made the old lady unhappy, and killed you in this world!

The old lady really can't afford to provoke characters like Lao Zu.

But it is still easy for Benjun and you Dongling to fight together. has lived like this dead ghost for a thousand years, and Benjun has already lived enough! ”

In the face of such a provocation, Dong Lingjun's fingers behind him were already clenched.

This mountain mover was a reckless woman thousands of years ago.

With a loose cultivation body, rampant in the world, very domineering, after a thousand years, the fiery temperament has not changed in the slightest.

Dong Lingjun is not afraid of her, everyone is now a mortal fetus, who is afraid of whom?

But now is not a good time for infighting.

This mountain mover is a reckless, scheming goods, when Penglai planned for a thousand years, he accepted her as a beginner, just because he took a fancy to her brute force.

The heart is irritable, and it is easy to control.

Just let her go with her.

Thinking of this, Dong Lingjun let out a long breath, and his tone became gentle.

He whispered:

"Don't be angry, just as Ben Jun said the wrong thing just now, Ben Jun also knows that Xian Gu doesn't like the feeling of being empty, please bear with it for a while.

When the Ten Thousand Souls Array opens, a few of us can re-cultivate the immortal method and condense the divine body, and it will not be a problem. ”

"Phew!"

The young girl took a rude sip.

She picked up the dried sweet potatoes she had at hand, raised her head, and poured the snacks into her mouth, stretching her cheeks a little wider.

As she chewed, she said disdainfully:

"If it weren't for you and others who had to awaken those weak gods and wasted so much aura, the Ten Thousand Souls Array would have been able to open in the next two years."

She pointed to the high platform under the tower and said:

"Just like you spent so much effort to wake up these three juniors, do the things of grabbing and giving up, and be a martial artist, you can be regarded as the middle and upper reaches of this world.

But overnight, he was killed by someone, and his soul was scattered in heaven and earth.

Benjun also heard that recently, on the rivers and lakes, there is a junior named Shen Qiu, who hunts people in the hidden building everywhere, and the souls who died in his hands are now nearly ten.

You said that you, awakening so many weak spirits, are just to give people chicken, duck and fish meat, and have a fart use! ”

Dong Lingjun shook his head, and he said:

"Fairy Gu has to take a long-term view.

Indeed, now that the Immortal Mountain Formation is opened, Penglai will be an adult spiritual realm, but I am planning for a thousand years, is it not possible as long as there is only one Penglai spiritual realm?

Doing these things right now is useless in the eyes of Immortal Gu, but as long as you wait a few more years, the formation of the middle of the world will be activated together, and it will be able to be connected.

At that time, Shenzhou will be divided into three points, and it will be a place full of spiritual energy.

Slowly encroaching away, in one or two decades, the aura era of thousands of years ago can be reproduced. We've all been waiting for a thousand years, and it doesn't matter if we wait another year or two.

When everything is ready, the world will be changed in one day.

The world that the fairy girl sees at this time will become a blessed place for us, and at that time, it will be beautiful to travel the world and be free? ”

"You say that!"

The moving mountain gentleman snorted coldly, and she said:

"Benjun is not an ignorant person, what he did in Lin'an was nothing more than to prevent those human warriors from fighting Penglai.

The time for Benjun to wake up is still short, but he also knows that these human warriors should not be underestimated.

Ren Hao, the ghost god of that night, didn't say anything, and Zhang Moxie, who had broken Penglai Daojun's arms, had reached the extreme power of this heaven and earth.

If it does, it will be a big trouble.

You are in a hurry to wake up this king, isn't that for this? ”

The young girl sneered, crossed her waist, and said:

"You wait for these people, they only practice immortal arts, don't follow the martial arts, and in the era when the aura does not exist, you can only catch the blind when you really encounter those martial artists.

Only this monarch cultivates the body martial arts, and even if he encounters it at this time, he can suppress it steadily.

Say, where is Zhang Moxie? ”

The moving mountain gentleman grabbed the purple oil-paper umbrella in his hand, carried it on his shoulder, shook his hair, and was full of reckless woman's momentum.

She said:

"Ben Jun is going to kill the Big Dipper Star Emperor, which not only saves you from suspicion of Ben Jun, but also excludes the ancestor for a matter of concern."

"There's no hurry."

Dong Lingjun stretched out his hand to stop it, and he said:

"Invite the fairy girl to come to Lin'an, not for Zhang Moxie, but to ask the fairy girl to help, help the Southern Dynasty, train a strong army, and defend Lin'an City."

"Dongling Immortal Jun bewitches the world, and he really has a hand."

Yishanjun sneered, stretched out his finger, and swiped lightly, she said:

"What do you say to defend the national capital and counterattack the north, then the lord of the country still thinks about the south sincerely, without you saying it, you will select good talents and send them to Lin'an.

But I don't know that this is using people as animals to cultivate war spirit.

When the Ten Thousand Souls Array rises, these tens of thousands of strong troops are the first firewood thrown into the fire.

What the hell has the battle aura of the Dragon Tiger Monarch changed into by you and the others?

What a waste of good stuff! ”

The young girl in front of her said all the plans, but the national teacher's face remained unchanged.

After the mountain mover finished speaking, Dong Lingjun said slowly:

"Yes, that's it, Hongchen Jun is dormant in the Northern Dynasty, and he wants to make the same thing, but this is all for the sake of our future thoughts, and it is also regarded as a plan for the common people in the world.

The road to heaven has been cut off for thousands of years, and the martial artists of this world cannot find a way out, although they have a wonderful method to strengthen their bodies, but they are unable to break through the shackles of life and death.

When we reopen the gates of heaven, we will also give them a way to go.

The king of moving mountains does not have to mind what these creatures have to pay, there are troubled times in front of him, there are still big wars between the southern kingdom and the northern dynasties, and the soldiers are going to die on the left and right.

Death is more valuable, and they are happy to think of it.

Besides, in the era of aura thousands of years ago, were there still fewer mortals who died in vain? ”

Dong Ling's tone changed, and he became a little colder.

He said:

"Back then, the Moving Mountain King was angered by mortals, and destroyed fourteen or five mortal dynasties, causing the world to bleed and drift, and the living beings who died under the hands of the Moving Mountain Monarch were not millions, but hundreds of thousands.

I was ruthless back then.

Now the cat is crying rats, fake compassion.

Fairy Gu, we are all all the way, so don't act for Benjun.

If there are people from the rivers and lakes who come to harass the noise, they will be captured and sent to the army, don't waste it. ”

The mountain mover was silent, but the umbrella in his hand was tighter.

Dong Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief.

He said:

"The spirit sword was taken away and went to Taihang, which coincided with the opening of the Taihang Immortal Gate Ruins, and there were traces of spiritual energy remnants in the objects sent by the hidden building.

Benjun wants to go to Taihang, if he can get the aura left by Taihang Xianmen, the loss on the side of Xianshan can also be made up.

The giant sword seems to be in that direction as well.

Xian Gu rest assured, this time Ben Jun will bring back the treasure blade for Xian Gu, at this time there is no giant sword in his hand, Xian Gu is like a toothless tiger, but also to be low-key, don't make trouble.

The Mo family's inheritance is still there, and they still like to meddle like thousands of years ago, if they are targeted, the fairy aunt will also suffer. ”

"That's probably a trap."

Seeing that Dong Lingjun was about to walk down the building, Qianshan Jun spoke:

"Do you want Ben-kun to come with you?"

"Not necessarily."

Dong Lingjun waved his hand, and he said softly:

"That's a trap for Benjun, Benjun naturally wants to go to the appointment."

"Dare to plan and calculate, a little bold, but the place they chose is not very suitable. In the millennium, do you really think that my Penglai is not arranged in Taihang?

These mortals, they look down on me too much. ”

Seeing Dongling leave, the moving mountain gentleman breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood on the edge of the building, looking in the direction of the forbidden palace in the distance, and after a few breaths, tears flowed from her pretty face.

"What are you crying about?"

The mountain mover said to himself in a vicious voice:

"Crying, crying, what it looks like! And the face of the self-proclaimed martial arts practitioner?

When I borrowed your body, I told you.

If there is a chance, it will give you freedom.

You, a junior, have also seen it, Benjun is also a chopping board fish now, let others slaughter it, don't annoy Benjun. ”

"Alas, these Penglai people have been planning for thousands of years, and there are backhands everywhere in the world, although Benjun expects them to plant a big heel, but I don't know if the mortals entrusted by Benjun have the ability to punish immortals.

If they also die in Taihang, Benjun can only follow Penglai and go to the dark one by one.

With the power of the immortal monarch, it is really unfortunate to rely on the power of mortals to escape! ”

The fairy girl was unhappy, so she grabbed the oil-paper umbrella and jumped up from the building.

When he got up, the nine-story wooden building shook a little.

She was extremely fast, and she relied on the brute force of this body to burst out, pushing her like an arrow into the air, like stepping on an invisible step, bringing out a sonic boom in the air.

Let yourself be in the air as fast as lightning.

Ten breaths later, this young woman crossed the land of five miles and fell into the forbidden palace of the imperial city.

"Hey, old man, you look like you can fight."

The moving mountain king fell to the ground, and within ten zhang under his feet, all the bricks and stones were broken, but there was no trace of smoke and dust flying, just like the Zhenhai Divine Needle, suppressing this land.

She waved the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, bringing up the rolling qi, pressing the stunned Yuanwu Zen Master in front of her, the true qi movement, and the qi shield like a turtle shell rose.

"Come, practice with Benjun."

The girl moved her fists, made a clicking sound, looked at the old monk in front of her, and said with interest:

"If you win the battle, this monarch will tell you a secret about the dragon, and then complete with you what you have cultivated, the secret method of the inheritance of the Pure Land Rulai Sect.

Isn't it good? ”

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