Fu Leshu, a gray-clothed scholar, is almost the same as his teacher Du Fanglin in choosing his own residence.

This detached courtyard, which is not far from the nearby villages and towns, and is backed by green mountains and facing the river, is still a model of houses in front and courtyards in the back, and there is no so-called front yard at all. Similarly, the kitchen is located in front of the house, and the shade and yard behind the house are separate playgrounds for the owner of the house.

And in which era Du Fanglin's habit was formed, he himself can't say. It is probably due to a kind of modern people's attention to privacy, and do not like the Confucian too many courtesies to usher in the send-off.

On this day, according to the convention, no matter how old she is, she is still full of a fluttering girl's heart, and the former Immortal Girl who named herself Jianzi Xianji after returning to the vulgar world is like a fluttering butterfly shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the house, and is hand-concocting today's perfect tonic soup for three people!

Don't get me wrong, all the soup belongs to the Sword Immortal Trail. As for the other two, they only had to drink porridge. The first time he barely drank the urn soup, Jianzi Immortal almost expressed his hope that Fu Leshu could put it back in place again. And now, Shulou Longsu is here.

Heaven have mercy!

You're finally here!

Before the sword fairy in the courtyard could express his inner relief in time, he listened to the conversation in front of the house continue.

"Stop! Who are you? What's going on here? ”

"Shulou Longsu."

"Oh? You are the rumored friend of Jianzi, the dragon head of the Confucian world, Shulou Longsu? ”

"Exactly."

"Are you here to find the sword? I'm really sorry, but I've had to be more careful because I've had a lot of bad guys out there lately, and Kenko has been seriously injured. "Listening to the voice, I also know that the fairy girl is probably shy at this time. Thinking about the scene at this time, the sword immortal trail located in the back suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"yes......" Sure enough, Shulou Longsu was very subtle: "The sword can be inside?" ”

"In. I just don't know if I'm up or not, or uncle, you wait a minute, let Xian Ji go and call people~" The pink Xian Ji covered her face with her sleeves. Over there, the sparse building Longsu is like a heavy blow!

Small...... Brother-in-law?!

Heaven has mercy, Longsu, you hold on! Jianzi Immortal Qi looked up at the sky, intending to leave. Fu Leshu stepped forward and casually blocked the person's retreat.

There was no sound for a long time in front of him, and Shulou Longsu seemed to be in a trance for a while, and the Confucian voice was leisurely: "The girl is?" ”

"My name is Jianzi Immortal...... Imperial concubine. The fairy girl danced happily: "It's the sword that is now fed." Since you and the sword are incomprehensible, you can call me according to your seniority...... Sister-in-law. ”

I see.

As soon as I stepped into this house, I saw this pattern, and I was afraid that I would encounter such a major change. The gorgeous palace fan slowly greeted the fan three times, and Shulou Longsu wanted to see the face of his friend Jianzi Immortal at this time, and suddenly looked forward to someone to share this subtle mood together.

"I see, this event is worth remembering for a hundred years...... Ahem, this is a big matter, it seems that I should inform the Buddha Jianfen of this news, and then come here to pay homage to you! Having sensed the three unstable breaths behind the house, Shulou Longsu Palace Fan covered his lips and immediately turned around and turned into light, not ready to leave any room for defense for the Sword Immortal Trace.

Dragon Lodge! Mai go!

Listen to my explanation, don't tell the Buddha sword anymore -

However, the Sword Immortal Trail only saw a familiar light and shadow disappear into the sky quickly and quickly...... The heavens have mercy, and the Buddha sword is here.

"Swords?" Xian Ji turned around and saw Ai Lang, her eyes were bright, shy and flattering: "It turns out that you have already gotten up, this is just right, just now your friend is in too much hurry, I don't have time to serve him a cup of tea......"

Jianzi Immortal Trail slowly stopped, brushed the dust, and inhaled deeply: "Indeed." It's too much of a hurry! "Longsu, Wan Mai is coming back, otherwise the benefits and dangers of Gu Chen will not be able to bear it, and it is absolutely impossible to damage the friendship.

"Do you want to prepare a vegetarian meal for the monk?"

Ling Shenxiao heard that the Buddha Sword said that he was coming, and asked intently. Over there, Fu Leshu raised his hand, and suddenly a fan slapped on the bun on the top of the Taoist's head: "In this world, only the sword immortal can absorb the sword immortal." If you don't leave, be careful to set yourself on fire. ”

After that, the three religions met again.

Fu Leshu never appeared again, and at the same time, the immobile demon general disappeared together. Ling Shenxiao looked at the fifty "big" characters in his hand that had not yet dried the ink, and his heart was complicated and indescribable.

As the sun sets, those who should return to the Central Plains will naturally return to the Central Plains.

Inside the Pangu Xuan Caves.

Su Huanzhen and Du Fanglin seem to have finally discussed the issue of titles, one is called "Virtuous Brother" and the other is called "Brother Du". Of course, it's just a joke, but it's a means of exchanging feelings with each other and confirming each other's hearts. Qu Shitu, who stayed in the glazed fairyland, finally waited for the person who came back.

"Why are you still here?" Qu Shitu looked at the sky, and then looked at the person who followed him step by step.

"Stay for a few days." Du Fanglin stood behind Su Huanzhen: "Do you have tea?" ”

It's weird. Before, this man was mysterious, but now he refuses to leave. Although Qu Shitu felt a little weird, he glanced at Su Zhenzhen, and felt that it was pleasant to chat with one more person. "Yes, yes, wait a minute, come right away."

Su Huanzhen had just stepped into the courtyard, and suddenly stopped: "Qu Shitu, no need." ”

A wisp of cloud qi came from behind, and the mist instantly flooded half of the glazed fairyland, and then heard a bang, and the Mingyue sword fell from the sky and fell straight behind Du Fanglin.

The trumpet has not yet sounded.

In a flash, Du Fanglin turned into light and walked away in an instant. The clouds and mist were immediately blown away by the wind, and even the sudden Mingyue Sword disappeared on the spot.

"The creditor comes to the door, and Brother Du is easy to go." Su really waved goodbye.

"This, this, this!" Qu Shitu couldn't react for a while: "Su is really true, what happened?" ”

A peach blossom fell to the ground slowly, turning into wind blowing through the dust and revealing three words: See you next time!

It's really bad, Lin Wushuang still found it, whether it was a heart or someone reported that it was useless to investigate.

Du Fanglin actually just wanted to delay for a while. The reason why he asked Lin Wushuang was that Lian Emei would appear, but this hand was not used in the end, and it seemed to fool his friend, and the consequences were very serious.

The night was dark.

"Baiyun Ping Mountain does not meet, and the world and heaven are scarce. The tide of the Black River seals Mingyue, and there is no return if you don't see Emei! "The mist swept in again, and halfway through, in the dead of night.

Du Fanglin gave up struggling, found a wilderness that was out of front and back, stopped, turned around and waited for an unsheathed sword!

The sword of Mingyue, which has been sealed in the Black River for many years, was once as famous as another white rainbow sword, and it was the winning prize in the Dao Realm Xuanzong Dao Contest in the past. Lin Wushuang, who was from the Bitter Realm Dao Sect, and Cang, the head of the six strings of the Xuanzong Inner Sect at that time, ended the last game with a tie, and the two of them shared the double sword divine soldiers equally.

Mingyue is gaining for Lin Wushuang.

This bronze sword blade with a slight blue light penetrated through the white cloud mist and pointed straight at Du Fanglin's throat. The ink fracture fan paused in front of his chest for a moment, and after all, he did not raise the slightest movement to block.

Lin Wushuang stepped on the mist, swept the dust, and Mingyue pointed forward again!

It looks quite angry.

Without saying a word, he was still sulking.

"Explain."

After all, the sulking person is the first to speak. Lin Wushuang can't really pierce people with a sword, and his friend's loss of love has not yet reached this situation.

There is no explanation.

Expose the existence of Lian Emei, it is better to continue to keep it as a hole card.

"I have three ways to resist your sword." Du Fanglin folded the fan and closed it, "And at this time, my foundation is insufficient and I can't use too much True Yuan!" ”

Well?

didn't hear the expected answer, maybe Lin Wushuang was ready to hear the other party's not very deliberate perfunctory. The Daoist who seemed to have a cold expression raised his head and looked at his friend who was vaguely the same as before.

"Three words have become a demonic obstacle in your heart."

Lin Wushuang retracted Mingyue and turned backwards.

But the sound from the rear continued.

"If something really happens to the Yunren this time, how will you stay?"

Lin Wushuang stopped.

"The peach is dying, scorching its splendour, human nature, why give in."

"You know the answer." Lin Wushuang turned his head slightly, without any emotion.

It's good to have a response.

Fortunately, it was not completely made of wood.

Du Fanglin was in the rear, and his voice didn't seem to carry any emotion: "Have you ever considered what kind of pressure you put on the other party when you make a self-righteous concession?" If there is someone in my sect like you, as a teacher, I will make them feel emotional, until they have fun and enjoy themselves, so that they can get their nature and nature! ”

"I know what you say." Lin Wushuang faced straight forward, and his tone was cold: "You don't have to persuade again. ”

It's not the first time these words have been said.

If you can put it down, you have already put it down.

Lin Wushuang said: "Have you lied to me? ”

Du Fanglin folded his palm: "None." ”

That's it.

The friendship is still there, and there is no need to ask each other with a sword. The clouds surged again, and in an instant, they volleyed into the sky! Lin Wushuang left immediately, looking in the direction as if he was back to Baiyun Mountain.

"It's hard."

Du Fanglin sincerely believes that such a blind escape is not a permanent solution. It will drag down Lian Emei in the sky, and also let the autistic people on Baiyun Mountain trap themselves into a predicament. But Lin Wushuang didn't pick up his stubble. Even if the person has left the mountain, he still refuses to take his stubble.

There should be a way.

So early in the morning of the second day.

Lin Wushuang, who had just returned to Baiyun Mountain's Haoran Residence, was basically on the front and back feet of another person. The old beggar, who was holding a large wooden box in his hand, respectfully stopped in front of the dividing line drawn by the sword wind last time, opened the wooden box and placed it on the ground.

"This is a Buddha-swallowing boy." The old beggar said: "The master said, please take care of the seniors for the time being!" ”