"You killed the owner of this gourd. ”

Caressing the one-person-high wine gourd in his hand, the white eyebrows' eyes were crystal clear, and it seemed that he could still see a trace of the figure of the sword man.

"Yes...... It's ......"

Now, Beryl knew in his heart that there was no point in lying and quibbling in front of a primordial powerhouse, and although he was terrified to the extreme, he still nodded and replied.

"Very well, what about the corpse of the owner of this gourd?"

As a powerful person, Bai Mei naturally knows that the lights go out when people die, and the corpse is just a skin, but driven by a deep-rooted thought in his heart, Bai Mei still hopes to let the sword man enter the ground.

"Someone snatched it away. ”

"What?"

Burst!

The sudden shaking of the white eyebrows' breath made Belier collapse to the ground as if he had been struck by lightning.

With a wave of his hand, he took Belier in front of him, his eyes under the snow-colored sword eyebrows were like an abyss, and the white eyebrows stared at Belier tightly, and asked word by word: "Who snatched it away?"

Shot in the air by the white eyebrows, Beryl's face turned blue, and his limbs spasmed and twitched.

With a muffled snort, Beryl fell to the ground, and Bai Mei asked in a deep voice: "Say it quickly!"

"That day...... ...... day We were ordered to occupy a small town, and the owner of the gourd led a group of monks to fight us.

In the middle of the battle, I sealed the dantian of the old man with the gourd on his back with a dove nail, and then smashed his heart.

Originally, I was going to bring his body back to ask for merit, but I was robbed by a monk in Tsing Yi who suddenly killed him on the way. He truthfully recounted all the situation at that time, and looking at the increasingly gloomy face of the white eyebrows, Beryl's mouth was full of bitterness.

"Brother Tsing Yi, do you remember what the characteristics of that man are, say it, and I may be able to give you a good time!"

The sound of the sword between the two fingers was swirling, and Bai Mei whispered.

"That person is wearing a green coat, and he is also a sword cultivator like you. The strength is very strong, and it almost stopped us all as soon as he came forward. Oh yes, there's a lotus flower on that man's cuff, a cyan lotus!"

racking his brains to recall the situation at that time, Belier's mouth spat out a piece of news that made Bai Mei's heart shake.

"Are you sure that the cuff cyan lotus?"

His eyes narrowed like a cold sword blade for a moment, and Bai Mei asked in a cold voice.

"Sure, because at that time, the small one fell at the feet of that person, and I saw the lotus flower on the cuff very clearly!" Seeing that Bai Mei asked about this rule, Beryl hurriedly nodded and said firmly.

Qinglian Sword Sect, could it be that Jiu Jian Weng is also a member of the Qinglian Sword Sect? In the blood corpse ruins, is his appearance a coincidence, or is it deliberate......

I didn't expect that I had come into contact with someone suspected of the Qinglian Sword Sect so long ago, and for a while, Bai Mei became even more interested in this mysterious Qinglian Sword Sect......

Uneasy, he used the soul search method to search Beryl's brain, and after confirming that there was no missing information, Bai Mei casually threw Beryl into the ring.

It seems that I have to leave for Zhongzhou as soon as possible, and Cao Tianyi promised me a great gift from the Qinglian Sword Sect after completing the Yin Earth mission, and I haven't been whereabouts yet. Feather Immortal Sect, I'm going to take a trip too......

......

At the foot of Shu Mountain, Lei Luan, who was wearing a gray robe and covered body with a diamond gauze on his head, looked at this noisy and bustling town, and smiled dumbly.

Since he received a clear reply to his letter last time, Lei Luan set off alone, from the Lei family, thousands of miles away, to Youzhou.

Lei Luan didn't alarm anyone along the way, even after coming to Shu Mountain, he climbed up on foot from the foot of the mountain, like an ordinary woman with no power to restrain a chicken.

Halfway up the mountain, two mountain patrol disciples came to Lei Luan's face: "This girl, this place is the mountain gate of my Shu Mountain Sword Sect, please don't go on." ”

Politely stopped Lei Luan, and the two mountain patrol disciples caught a glimpse of Lei Luan's alluring face, and two blush suddenly appeared on his childish face.

Seeing the shy appearance of the little boy in front of him, Lei Luan covered his mouth and chuckled, and then turned over his hand and took out the letter printed with the Great Seal of Shushan: "I should be able to enter now." ”

Seeing the letter with the Great Seal of Shushan in Lei Luan's hand, the two teenagers hurriedly clasped their fists and said, "Distinguished guest, please!"

......

On the Shu Mountain

On the square in front of the sect master's hall, a group of Jindan powers on Shu Mountain sat neatly on the square, with a look of intoxication and contemplation.

Directly in front of the square, Bai Mei leaned on the steps, his mouth bloomed with lotus flowers, explaining various kendo truths. Holding a wine jug in his hand, Bai Mei said while drinking.

The way of the sword is also from the south to the north, and there is no reason. One will talk about the key to the control of the sword, another will talk about the condensation and dissolution of the sword intent, another will talk about the ingenuity and profundity of the sword technique, and the other will talk about the purity of the sword heart

Although Bai Mei spoke chaotically in this sermon, the Jin Dan people in the audience were fascinated by it, and they only felt that the knots in their hearts that had been inexplicable for a long time were quickly unsolved under Bai Mei's words.

A smooth sense of happiness flowed through the chest of every Jindan elder.

After talking for more than half an hour, Bai Mei said that he rose, raised his hand and shouted: "The sword is coming!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the swords of all the monks on Shu Mountain began to tremble in unison, like loyal courtiers, hearing the king's call!

In an instant, all the swords on Shu Mountain flew to the golden top, and on the highest peak of Shu Mountain, ten thousand swords flew together, and the sword sound rang out.

Each long sword dances alone, and in its seemingly disorderly movements, it is full of a profound swordsmanship.

10,000 long swords, dancing in the sky!

Such a peerless spectacle made all the Jindan elders and even all the disciples up and down Shu Mountain all look sideways at the golden dome and look at the snow-white figure lying drunk in the center of the ten thousand swords with reverence......

At the gate of Shushan Mountain, Lei Luan, who had just climbed the mountain gate, looked up at the golden top of Shushan, ten thousand swords danced, and the sound of swords permeated the land.

The snow-white shadow lying drunk in the center has three points of unruliness and seven points of domineering. Although he couldn't see each other, Lei Luan could still imagine the pair of snow-colored sword eyebrows, which were forever as plain as mountains and distant waters.

The grand scene of ten thousand swords dancing together lasted less than half an hour before it dissipated, and the ten thousand long swords each flew back into their master's hands, while Bai Mei slowly landed on the sect master's hall.

"That's all for today's teachings, mountains and seas, Lao Xia. Come with me...... both of you."

His gaze indifferently swept over the unfinished Jindan elders sitting in the square, and after Bai Mei softly clicked the names of Zhao Shanhai and Xia Zhong, he turned around and entered the sect master's hall.

Feeling the envious gazes of the other elders around them, Zhao Shanhai and Xia Zhong couldn't help but smile at each other, and strode towards the sect master's hall......