On the Qinglian Sword Peak, the forest and the sea are turbulent, the clouds are born and the clouds are extinguished, but in the mirror lake, it is not turbulent, quiet and deep. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Liu's mind moved, and he had already escaped from Bai Yujing and appeared in the world of Eastern Chu, and the scenery of the two places was different.

This time, he came up with the Tianlong World, and there was another hourglass-shaped thing in Bai Yujing, which was used to measure the time flow rate on both sides, and the Tianlong World passed for several months, and it was only a few days in between, and he broke through the Tianlong copy again, and the time flow rate of the two worlds was on the same level.

"The opportunity to get this time is not counted, the most important thing is the news of Xiaoyaozi, he is the real dragon among people, the honor of the first generation, it is very likely that he has arrived in the Eastern Chu world, and he must also be a great grandmaster-level figure, but the great grandmaster of the Tianbang has thirty-six Tiangang, and he is divided into several major factions, where is he hiding......."

Su Liumo rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Buddhism has Zijin Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, Daomen also has Beibi Dao, Longhu Mountain, these Tianbang masters have the most, but I don't know if Xiaoyaozi is among these families, or is it a faction of its own..."

"The most famous master in the Eastern Chu world is Xuanhuang Daozun, with a mysterious origin, not attached to any forces, the Northern Thunder God said that there is news about him in the Shudu Sword Pavilion, it should not be a rumor."

"If you have the chance, you should go and see the demeanor of this great grandmaster... Now, of course, there are still things to do..."

Su Liu's body moved, and he casually looked for a disciple in the palace, the disciple hadn't recognized Su Liu at first, and when he recognized the current sword master of the Yunshui Sword Palace, he hurriedly knelt down and saluted, but his knees sank, as if he was being carried by an invisible big hand, how could he not kneel, he was shocked and respectful, and said: "What is the palace master's send, the disciple is willing to provide advice." “

Su Liu glanced at him and asked lightly: "You are a disciple of Dongfang Sword Peak, let me ask you, have there been any major events in the past few days?" “

The tall and thin disciple said respectfully: "Back to the palace master, the disciple is the second disciple under the seat of the Eastern Sword Master, named Mu Xiaofei, who is practicing swords in Guanhu. “

"Not bad."

Su Liu glanced at the long sword that was clinging to his back, nodded, and motioned for him to continue, Mu Xiaofei heard this good sentence, he was even more excited, and the arc of his waist was even larger, and he said loudly:

"Since the palace master single-handedly set foot on the three factions of the Heavenly Eagle Tower, the Divine Spear Society, and the Thunder God Castle, the peerless talent is known in several places. Not only are we rampant, but now the whole world has been a sensation, the disciple Mu family has a family property in Taijing, it is said that even several major sects in Taijing treat the palace master as a great peerless genius, and there is even news that the palace master of Zhongling Divine Palace has personally gone out of the mountain to meet the palace master. “

Su Liu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Guanhu practice sword, the best way to calm down, you see me, your heart is uneasy, how to understand the true meaning of the sword, send you a word." “

"The mind is calm, if the ice is clear, the outside is quiet and the inside is fixed, and the sky is not shocked."

Su Liu only said one sentence, and then swept towards the direction of the dojo, but he didn't know this ordinary encouragement, but the heart lake that this disciple named Mu Xiaofei listened to vibrate, his soul swayed, and he breathed a few times before calming down the emotions in his heart, and recited silently: The mind is calm, if the ice is clear, the outside is quiet and the inside is fixed, and the sky is not shocked.

There was a feeling of sudden happiness in my heart, the palace master was really the grandmaster's cultivation, and he casually pointed out that he was at the joint of my cultivation, and he should work hard, and he couldn't disappoint the palace master.

"Cultivation is exposed, but I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

Ordinary people are famous all over the world, and most of them are complacent when they are favored by the palace master of Zhongling Divine Palace, but Su Liuzhi groaned in his heart, the main world is different from the martial arts world, it can be said that it is blessed, there are many grandmasters like dogs, and the ground is full of lists!

There are even great grandmasters who have cultivated to the pinnacle of martial arts, and they are on the heavenly list, and they are truly broken level masters.

"But I've touched the threshold, and I'm missing that little opportunity. Under the Heavenly List, when you are invincible, you are a master of the Heavenly Rank like the Empty Edge Master of the Purple Gold Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, and you may not have the power to fight......"

Su Liu frowned suddenly, his qi was exposed, and with a turn of his mind, he sensed that there seemed to be an unusual aura rising above the Qinglian Sword Peak, which was a hundred zhang away.

He didn't go directly to the Eastern Sword Master to discuss the matter, and went directly to the Dojo at the top of the Qinglian Sword Peak.

Lin Xi is the next choice of the Sword Palace Master, and that can be regarded as her own personal disciple, she can't always be the shopkeeper, and her martial arts safety must still be controlled in her hands.

With Su Liu's body, he quietly arrived at the top of the mountain, the dojo at the top of the sword peak, there was no one behind, only a ponytail girl dressed in white clothes, it was Lin Xi.

Lin Xi finished a set of swordsmanship, swordsmanship moves, and strict law, but she frowned to herself and said to herself: "Compared to the master, it is still far behind, and it is always a little worse than the artistic conception......"

She had a certain thought, and began to sit down quietly, exhaling gently, the qi was all over the acupuncture points all over her body, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the quiet Qinglian Sword Peak.

Lin Xi didn't know what it meant to be achieved overnight, but after the cultivation of the sword, he sat down and meditated on the leaks in his swordsmanship, which was a habit he had developed over the years, no matter how busy he was, he never gave up and persevered.

Su Liu likes to retreat, and Qinglian Jianfeng has no guards and servants, and they all live at the bottom of the mountain, even if the elders want to discuss matters, they also want to be reported.

At this time, the sky was dark, the night was deep, the dojo on the top of the mountain was lonely, and there was a sound of footsteps on the stone steps of the mountain road, and it was an old servant with a basket on his back who came up to deliver food.

The body, qi and blood are the foundation of a person's martial arts, and there has always been a saying that the poor are rich and martial, and the practice of martial arts will naturally use resources such as genius and earth treasures to nourish themselves, to put it bluntly, if a person is not hungry, no matter how talented he is, he has no strength to do it with others, let alone practice martial arts. Su Liuzi will not lose Lin Xi, and the resources in the Sword Palace are tilted.

Lin Xi's mind was calm, and she entered the realm of no self and no thought, and she didn't notice it, with her cultivation, it was naturally difficult to achieve the point where her mind was on the alert in all directions, this old man with a stiff back trembled to the edge of the dojo, his body was stunned, he put down the flowers, and suddenly he seemed to have changed a person, his back was straight, and he walked forward.

He stood on tiptoe with his feet, pointing on his toes, his posture was strange, silent, but he walked very fast, if he wanted to say that he was walking, it was better to say that he was "tending", leaning forward slightly, with one arm in front of him and one arm at his waist, just a few breaths, he crossed the distance of dozens of zhang, like a ghost, to the back of Lin Xi.

There are naturally no ghosts in this world, only ghost-like knife techniques, this old man approached quietly, like a ghost, the knife in his left hand was about to slash on Lin Xixue's greasy neck, and his right hand moved, as if the strange-shaped short knife that blended with the deep night came out of the air.

(To be continued.) )