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The distant sound of the bell came from the real mountain, and Wang Yan and the ghost uncle followed behind the group of people and climbed up the stone stairs that seemed to have no end in sight, towards the Nirvana Temple on the mountain.

Liu Zhaoxian walked unfast, just like an ordinary ancient old man slowly going up step by step, and his qi gradually changed with his actions, at least in Wang Yan's induction, Liu Zhaoxian was originally like a spark of stars, which was already extremely difficult to detect, but now it has become like the dust of heaven and earth, if Wang Yan hadn't locked it firmly at the beginning, Liu Zhaoxian was only afraid that he would really be like an ordinary person, so that Wang Yan could not detect the existence of the qi.

Is it back to basics? Or is it deliberately astringent?

Wang Yan couldn't judge that when it came to Liu Zhaoxian's cultivation, the word 'hug yuan' alone could no longer fully explain the mysteries of his realm, the internal force hooked up with the qi, and the qi was hidden in the qi and blood, intertwining with each other, and it was difficult for outsiders to see one or two of the virtual and the real, but Wang Yan was so inducted that he had a little feeling in his heart, and he involuntarily entered the state of the living dead, like Liu Zhaoxian, he gradually converged his own qi a little bit to understand the subtlety.

Well?

Mr. Ghost Bo took a sense of induction, and looked at Wang Yan with a little surprise in his eyes, in his perception, Wang Yan's qi was like a candle swaying in the wind, getting weaker and weaker, not to mention, and it could even be extinguished at any time, which may be a very dangerous sign, but Wang Yan didn't seem to show anything, just walked slowly, only his eyes were out of focus, like a walking corpse.

The ghost uncle was surprised when he saw this, he stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Wang Yan, but at this moment, he looked up with a sense of emotion, but saw Liu Zhaoxian looking back, his eyes fell on Wang Yan, with a bit of appreciation in his eyes. The ghost uncle didn't know what he meant, but his outstretched hand was slowly put back, and in the end, Wang Yan, who was only sticking to it, got closer and firmly guarded it by his side.

Not long after Wang Yan entered the state of perception of the living dead, the group finally walked to the end of the hundred-step stone staircase, and the Nirvana Temple came into the eyes of everyone, this temple located on the mountain is far from being as magnificent as its fame, the low temple gate, the dilapidated courtyard wall and the pattern smaller than the book sword village, people can't help but think that this is just a broken temple in the mountain, the only thing that makes people feel special is the octagonal tower behind the temple that is nearly ten meters high, this tower is not exquisite, and the height of ten meters is not enough to shock, But the whole pagoda is covered with the faces of the Buddha with closed eyes, giving an indescribable sense of weirdness.

However, today's Nirvana Temple is destined to be different, the door of this dilapidated temple is already full of people at this time, all of them are strong, all of them are extremely strong, and occasionally the slightly weaker ones are only the outstanding descendants of each family.

Since Liu Zhaoxian spread the world, this shocking war is much in the spotlight, from the departure of the Jingyue Sect, to now to the Nirvana Temple, less than half a month, but there have been countless people who have rushed to the real mountain first, the people on this mountain are only a handful of many people, but they are undoubtedly the top of the world, they are qualified to stand here, and more good people are gathered at the foot of the mountain, not that these people do not want to go up the mountain, but the rivers and lakes are a place where the strong are respected after all, how dare ordinary people in the rivers and lakes go up the mountain privately, and a group of martial arts myths, Or is it the top person on the Hidden Dragon List?

"I've seen Brother Zhaoxian."

With Liu Zhaoxian appeared, a big man with long knife on his back took the lead in coming out, this person has a resolute face, a tall body, and a pair of arms are even thicker and scary.

Looking at the person who came, Liu Zhaoxian arched his hand and said: "Since the farewell of Xiaoshanzhou back then, Zhaoxian and Brother Sikuo have not seen each other for more than 30 years. ”

This big man, who was called 'Brother Sikuo' by Liu Zhaoxian, is one of the four strange sword kings in the fifteen martial arts myths of today's martial arts, Li Sikuo. This person was born in the Yixin Sect of Donghua Prefecture, and the background of the Yixin Sect is similar to the current status of the Aojian Villa and the Jingyue Sect, and the three factions can be described as the same qi and branches.

Hanshan Daojun couldn't help but laugh when he heard Liu Zhaoxian's self-humility, but before he could say anything, there was a bald old man with a big belly next to him who said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "If you Liu Zhaoxian are really old, you should stay in Baijian Mountain to retire, why stir up such a storm?" ”

"Old Monster with Stone Heart, this seat is catching up with Brother Zhaoxian, where did you come from to interject? Do you think that I, Li Sikuo, have been sealing the knife for more than 20 years, and now I don't dare to kill people?! ”

Liu Zhaoxian didn't respond, but Li Sikuo frowned, and looked back at the bald old man, this bald old man is not an unknown person, he is also one of the fifteen martial arts myths, ranked among the five emperors, and is called by the people in the rivers and lakes. Shixin Zhenjun.

How can such a character be reprimanded in person? Seeing a cold light flashing in Shi Xin Zhenjun's eyes, he sneered: "Li Sikuo, do you think you are one or two demons?" This is not your Donghua Prefecture, isn't it what you want? I, Han Sheng, will learn your sword technique today, and see if you are still worthy of your name after all these years! ”

Before the words fell, Shixin Zhenjun immediately stepped down a little and shot towards the Hanshan Sword Monarch, no one would have thought that in this battle of Nirvana Temple, the two main masters had not yet started, and the other two martial arts myths were going to do it first, and the reason was just because of a few quarrels?

This is really incredible, after all, these martial arts myths are all people who have experienced many ups and downs and have seen countless big scenes, how can they make a big move because of a few quarrels.

Seeing that a big war was about to start, Wang Yan came back to his senses, and he was also puzzled by the current situation, but he heard the voice of the ghost uncle in his ears, and said: "It seems that these old guys are willing to go out in order to achieve innateness, maybe they will take this incident as an opportunity to completely tear their faces with our inheritance sect, if this is the case, it is possible..."

Before the ghost uncle's words were finished, the Hanshan Daojun shook his hands, and quietly exchanged his palms with Shixin Zhenjun, and after forcing him back a few steps, he said: "Since you want to do it, I, Li Sikuo, will accompany you to the end, anyway, I have always felt that there are too many fifteen martial arts myths, and I just took the opportunity to get rid of such indiscriminate people like you!" ”

Saying that, the Hanshan Sword Monarch moved, Wang Yan didn't even see his figure clearly, and after the blink of an eye, the Hanshan Sword Monarch was already in front of Shixin Zhenjun, and with a lift of his right hand, a palm knife was slashed towards Shixin Zhenjun.

Shixin Zhenjun saw this, his face was condensed, between his feet and a mistake, his body was like a round ball, and his hands were together was a move Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect smashed into the middle gate of Hanshan Daojun, although the two of them were hands-on, but it could be seen that they were not doing their best, both sides were still trying to do their best, but seeing that the two were going to fight again, the sky shimmered between the red light, and then approached the True Mountain from a distance, rolling up the strong wind, like a roar, this kind of movement naturally alarmed the people on the mountain, Wang Yan also turned his head to look, and saw the mid-air not far away, A huge gourd scattered with red mangs floated out of thin air, and on top of it stood a white-haired boy in fluttering clothes.

Wang Yan looked at the clothes on the white-haired boy's body, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him, and he muttered, "The people from Tianyuan Holy Island are also here!" (To be continued.) )