The sword of the hidden sword is fast.

Especially the moment when the sword in the sword was drawn, with the sword light shining, that sword could be said to be extremely fast.

Can.... Don't break the defense....

snatching 'that' piece of iron from the hand of the hidden sword, Lan Li winked at him:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, when I go back to Xiangyang, I will ask the master of the family to give my senior brother a new sword.

This sword is terrible.....

By the way, senior brother, do you have any requirements for the new sword? ”

As he spoke, Lan Li threw the apple-sized 'iron ball' in his hand, his face full of innocence.

Tibetan Sword: "......"

What can he say?

Looking at the underwhelming expression on Lan Li's face, Zangjian gritted his teeth.

"I want a handful of broken iron!"

......

......

There is a sentence that Lan Li said very right.

He really didn't know how strong he was.

On the system panel, he couldn't see his own color, only that he hadn't reached the grandmaster yet.

I don't have any references around.

The only one who might fight him was still in bed.

So.

On the day the secret realm opened.

Lan Li looked at the very distinctive innate masters in front of him, and felt that he felt a little itchy in his heart.

"Stay closer, don't get separated."

In the center, Cangsong shouted to maintain discipline.

At the forefront, a Tibetan sword carrying a big sword is opening the way.

In the center of a group of Wudang disciples is the female disciple of Emei who is waiting for meditation.

Well, Lian Nishang is also mixed in.

And Zixuan?

She was fed by Lan Li yesterday, and she was following behind Lan Li at this time, using immortal methods to drive away the people from the nearby rivers and lakes.

The Quanzhen Sect is really big!

Compared with Wudang, which has only 3,000 disciples, the Quanzhen Sect, which has more than 50,000 disciples, is completely a behemoth.

Not only is there a large number of people, but the territory occupied by its sect, Chongyang Palace, is also quite large.

Under the guidance of the Quanzhen disciples, a group of people circled around the Chongyang Palace for almost half an hour.

A team of thousands of people.

Not counting the disciples of Chongyang Palace, there are hundreds of innates.

These people can be said to be the elite of the new generation on the rivers and lakes.

All of them have a good temperament.

But now.

But like chasing ducks, he was led by others.....

Fortunately, this crowding did not last long.

Soon.

After a group of people walked out of Chongyang Palace, they finally stopped at the foot of a hillside.

In front of him is a clear pond.

On the clear pond, there is a mountain spring water rushing down.

"Friends, friends on the rivers and lakes, please be quiet!"

A third-generation Quanzhen disciple standing tall shouted at the top of his voice.

Somehow, there is no high platform set up here, and this Quanzhen disciple does not mix internal forces when he speaks.

It's all roaring at the top of your voice.......

The noise was so loud that Lan Li couldn't hear what he said at all.

"You be louder...."

"Where's the secret realm? When will it be opened? ”

"I said, so many of us came, and he Wang Chongyang didn't say anything to show up?"

"It's too contemptuous of people, isn't it?"

"Hahaha, do you see that little white face pulling his throat, his voice is as thin as a chicken, doesn't he look like a girl?"

"Hahaha....."

There are many people, and naturally there are everyone.

In addition, the posture of the person who shouted was really uncontrollable, and it was natural to be teased.

Mixed in the crowd, Lan Li didn't join in the fun.

Just let Zixuan lay a mute spell around her.

When is it a demon and when is it a death, cough cough, he can still tell this point!

Really.

After a while, the Quanzhen disciple on the platform seemed to give up.

I saw him salute several older Quanzhen elders behind him, and then let out his internal force and shouted:

"Welcome to the real Dharma Driver!"

"Welcome to the real Dharma Driver!"

"Welcome to the real Dharma Driver!"

......

The neat cheers of the Quanzhen disciples suppressed the chaotic shouting and scolding, and then, everyone in the audience only felt that their hearts sank.

The next second.

A depressing aura fell from above the sky!

Afterwards......

What happened?

The ears were full of exclamations.

Lan Li grabbed Zixuan's hand and tightened it, staring at the middle-aged man who fell in front of him with a pair of eyes!

Is it Wang Chongyang? How can he fly? ’

System view opens.

The color on Wang Chongyang's head almost blinded Lan Li's eyes! ‘

Black!

No!

It is purple blackening!

I couldn't see the name, only a silver mist wrapped around the black, and there was a little bit of gold in it that flowed from time to time!

'This is the great master who is close to the Immortal Dao?' This is Quanzhen Patriarch Wang Chongyang? ’

The beating of his heart accelerated, and Lan Li swallowed his saliva unconsciously.

Beside him, Zixuan didn't seem to be frightened by Wang Chongyang's coercion.

Seeing that Lan Li's forehead was sweating, she also wiped the sweat on her forehead with the Ti Lan Li on her sleeve.

Then, as if something had been discovered.

With a smile, he put his head on Lan Li's heart.

'Poof. ’

'Poof. ’

After listening for a while, she raised her head and winked at Lan Li: "Your heart is beating so fast!" ”

Lan Li: "......"

Girl, look around.

Is there anyone else who can speak besides you?

As soon as he wanted to say something, he felt a pinprick pain in his brain.

"Shhhhh Don't mess around. ”

"Oh."

Zixuan pouted, and nodded to Lan Li with some grievances.

Why did she make trouble?

Just the one in front of him, the saintess of the previous generation can fight ten!

If the saint of the previous generation could do it, she can do it in the future!

Secretly muttering in her heart, Zi Xuan thought about it, and leaned against Lan Li's side, but she didn't know what to spend on him.

The hand held by Zi Xuan felt a touch of coolness, and the tingling sensation in Lan Li's head gradually decreased.

Turning his head, he saw that his brothers and sisters were even more unbearable than him.

Lan Li took a deep breath.

"Gusu Murong Clan, Murong Fu and their families will come to meet the Great Grandmaster!"

Before Lan Li could speak, in front of him, a handsome guy jumped out of the crowd laughing.

Gusu Murong?

Murong Fu?

Seeing that someone had already taken the stage, Lan Li winked at Zixuan.

Then he used his feet hard, took two steps in the air, and stood in front of Wang Chongyang.

Performing a salute, Lan Li smiled at the corner of his mouth:

"Mingyue, a disciple of Wudang, came to Zhongnan on the order of his master and saw Chongyang Zhenren,"

When he speaks, his eyes do not squint.

A pair of eyes stared at Wang Chongyang's pupils!

Pretend to be forced to pack a full set!

Since Zhuo Yihang can't come, he can only eat this bitter fruit!

Besides, can Wang Chongyang still deal with a junior like him?

Really.

Seeing Lan Li's almost provocative gaze, Wang Chongyang did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The Grand Master just looked down with a flat expression.

After a while, everyone in the crowd saw that Lan Li and Murong Fu were not punished, but two more people jumped out of the crowd.

"The Wind Lock of the Sword Forge Villa, I've seen the Great Grandmaster."

"Nan Shaolin is true, I have seen the great master."

Wang Chongyang was still silent.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

It wasn't until many people below fell to the ground in fear of the coercion it that the Quanzhen Patriarch said in a cold voice:

"This time, you have come to help, Chongyangzi has thanked you here."

When the words fell, everyone only felt a light pressure on their bodies.

turned his head to look again, but found that Wang Chongyang's figure had already turned away.

Fast!

How did he do it!

Lan Li saw that Wang Chongyang only took a few steps, but as a result, a person appeared in the forest thousands of kilometers away!

In the blink of an eye, the person has disappeared......

Wang Chongyang just left.

Came once.

Said a word.

But the imprint it left was like a mountain, overwhelming everyone in the field!

No one shouted anymore.

The Quanzhen disciple was not surprised by this, and just looked at the direction of his ancestor leaving with adoring eyes.

Soon, order was restored to the field.

The disciple in charge of the abbot just now stood up with a smile on his face again.

"Friends, this time the secret realm is opened, and it is limited to seven days.

Within seven days, as long as someone can meet the master of the secret realm, and mention my ancestor to send a message.

All that I have promised in the True Religion will be given in full....."

As he spoke, the Quanzhen disciple pressed his hand around, looking very pretended:

"This time the secret realm is opened, when there are two hundred Quanzhen disciples acting with everyone.

But please keep in mind.

Don't hurt the disciple in the tomb.

If not.

It makes the patriarch angry, and if you think about it, it's not something you want to see......."

Speaking of this true disciple, Lan Li recognized.

Some time ago, it was his apprentice who took a bead from Lan Li's pit.

Well, that's right.

The person who walks the beads in the pit has a complete face on his head.

And the one in front of Lan Li is the first disciple of the third generation of Quanzhen.

Zhao Zhijing!

"Where did Daochang Zhao say, we are all righteous men and gentlemen, how can we bully ....."

"Please rest assured that all of you are noble...."

The crowd continued to talk, Zhao Zhijing dealt with it in front, and several Quanzhen elders behind him nodded with a smile.

If nothing else.

Want.

The next Quanzhen Sect is none other than Zhao Zhijing.

"Friends, and later, according to the patriarch, the opening time of this secret realm is a moment.

The place is in the open space in front of you.

Please wait a moment......"

When Zhao Zhijing spoke, the four people on the stage had already retreated into the crowd very consciously.

This is someone's territory.

People are really supported by an ancestor like Wang Chongyang.

Lan Li them, no matter how iron-clad they are, they can't steal the limelight from Zhao Zhijing.

Returning to the circle of Wudang and the others, Lan Li smiled at everyone.

Then, he walked quickly to Zixuan's side.

His legs were a little limp......

Nima!

I can still hold on to the stage just now!

After stepping off the stage at this moment, Lan Li only felt that his whole body was in the face.

The whole person is as if he has been fished out of the water.....

Seeing this, Cang Song and the others hurriedly blocked him behind.

"Mingyue, how are you?"

"Would you like to take a break?"

"What did you do just now, I didn't see that your meditation senior sister didn't go up...."

The voice of concern was scattered, and Lan Li didn't hear it very clearly.

He heard Zixuan whispering in his ear:

"Sister Jingxin can't go up, but Sister Nishang can..."

Hearing this, Lan Li pinched her nose quite weakly.

Then, turning around, he chuckled at the crowd:

"I'm afraid I won't go up just now.

Go back.

Brother Yihang will kill me........