The Dark Snow Mountain Sect Master, the Martyr Buddha Daoist, floated down on the dojo of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

"The seat of the Lord of the Sword Pavilion, if you don't sit down. Zuo Lie Buddha, who was dressed in a jet-black robe, looked at Nalan Cicada and said.

"I'll wait for the question to come out of the Sword Pavilion. Nalan Chanyi said, turned around and entered Doucang Mountain.

Nalan Chanyi looked at a sword mark in Doucang Mountain, and a sword pierced through the entire Doucang Mountain. No wonder, the Silver Path Leader and the remaining Sword Pavilion disciples would flee in panic.

After a day, Xiao asked that the word "Sheng" had not yet come out of the Sword Pavilion.

However, in the Sword Pavilion of Shengzi, the sound of golden inscriptions came like a sullen bell.

Xiao asked and didn't wait to come out, but waited for the Empress of the Empress Pavilion to come to the Chilian Empress, holding a neon sword. glanced at Nalan Cicada from a distance, and settled in the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

Waiting for another day, Xiao asked that he was still in the Sword Pavilion of Shengzi.

It's just that in the Sword Pavilion of the Words, it is not the sound of the golden inscription of the sullen bell, but the sound of sharpening the knife, the sound is piercing.

The disciples of the Sect of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion have been awakened by the sound of sharpening their knives for the past few days.

And while they were talking during the day, everyone had the same dream. The scene in the dream, when it is narrated, it turns out that everyone's dream is the same, exactly the same.

"You also dreamed of rolling thunder, and you also dreamed of King's Landing Sword Pavilion, like coals of fire. The disciples discussed privately.

And the arrival of the Zuo Lie Buddha of the Dark Snow Mountain and the Red Lian Empress of the Empress Pavilion made the King's Landing Sword Pavilion even more strange.

"You all dreamed of rolling thunder, but I dreamed of rock sugar gourds. The silver little Taoist said that he was holding the broom and gathering the fallen leaves on the ground.

Unbeknownst to him, a gust of wind came, blowing the wilderness in all directions. The silver Taoist took a thin bamboo broom and ran after the fallen leaves all over the yard.

"You want to eat sugar gourds so much, why don't you go down the mountain. Nalan Chanyi asked for a while.

I only heard the silver little Taoist master say: "Senior brother said, you can't finish sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and you can't go down the mountain." ”

"Isn't it time to go down the mountain in winter? Nalan Cicada said.

"You're stupid, don't you want to sweep the snow in winter. The Silver Little Daoist said, looking at the scenery outside the Sword Pavilion with his cheeks raised.

On Doucang Mountain, another person from Wubei came, followed by a follower.

The man in Wubei was a young girl no more than twenty years old, named Qingzhao. The attendant behind him was a boy who looked like a scholar, named Painting Building.

I heard what the Qingzhao girl said, it was because this little follower was obsessed with "swordsmanship" that he came to this King's Landing Sword Pavilion to realize the monument.

Who knew that day after day, Xianyun said goodbye to too many wild cranes.

Xiao asked In the Sword Pavilion of Shengzi, it is still not out of the Sword Pavilion, and it has been roughly thirteen days.

"Which of you will go down the mountain and buy me some more sugar lotus. The silver trailmaster said, holding half a penny in his hand.

"I'm greedy, and I haven't gone down the mountain yet. Miss Mu'er teased.

"Hmph, you're really not as cute as Sister Cicada. The silver trail chief said, and looked at the scenery outside the Sword Pavilion with his cheeks raised.

When Miss Mu'er heard that she was compared with Nalan Cicada's clothes, she stretched out her hand and said, "I'll go down the mountain and buy it for you." ”

Listening to Miss Mu'er's words, the silver trailmaster reached out and put half a penny of silver in Miss Mu'er's palm, bared his teeth and said, "In addition to the sugar lotus, you can see if there are things I can take advantage of." ”

"Hmm. Miss Mu'er bowed her head and jumped down the mountain gate of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

Autumn water forgets the river, looking through the autumn water.

The silver little Taoist master looked at the mountain gate of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion with a pair of autumn-colored eyes, and looked at it without blinking.

Li Zhong was not at ease in his heart, so he naturally followed behind Miss Mu'er, and the little black dragon Chunchun was preparing melon seeds, and he also saw the bottom of it, so he went to buy some more.

There is no jingle sound, and people are sleepy.

The silver trail leader took a nap, held his small chin, and looked at the sect of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

The Qingzhao girl had nothing to do and wrote a new poem, and the little attendant painting studio filled in the calligraphy and painting with the new word and tied a kite.

A green kite floated on Doucang Mountain, and the silver trail chief was interested again.

Seeing the sun falling, a loud shout came from the bottom of the mountain. Listen carefully, it is the voice of Miss Mu'er.

Nalan Chanyi held his sword in his hand, looked at the few people under the Mountain of King's Landing Sword Pavilion in the air, and followed behind the three of Miss Mu'er with swords.

She wanted to raise her sword and rise, only to see a sword intent fall from the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

A sword leveled the mountain, and then added a soulless bone.

"Chop and go. Zuo Lie Buddha looked down, and several people behind Miss Mu'er died next to the grass in the wilderness.

Killing a few people with one sword, Zuo Lie Buddha brushed off his clothes, and still sat on top of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion.

"Why, being hunted down. Nalan Chanyi asked Miss Mu'er.

"Hey, the little black dragon bargained with the melon seed seller. Not to mention that the melon seeds in the empty city cost three cents a catty, but the melons sold by the man cost twelve cents a catty, so she lifted the table of others. Who knows, the person who sold melon seeds turned out to be a person from a Taoist sect, and there were senior brothers who came out for it. Miss Mu'er ran in a hurry, and her face was sweating profusely.

"I deliberately flipped his table, you see what it is. The little black dragon said, the Sumeru ring in his hand was full of melon seeds.

I thought it was something terrible, but it turned out to be a theft while it was chaotic.

"Tut-tut. The silver little Taoist smiled strangely and looked at Miss Mu'er.

Miss Mu'er rolled her eyes and said, "Your sugar lotus." ”

The sugar lotus wrapped in sugar oil paper was held in Miss Mu'er's hand, and she was carrying something behind her.

"What's behind you. The silver trail leader asked.

"Ha, look... Miss Mu'er smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "A new broom, you can try it." ”

The little silver Taoist looked at Miss Mu'er's new broom, and the sugar lotus in his mouth almost couldn't swallow it.

"You... You're still an adult. The silver little Taoist said, swallowed the sugar lotus in his mouth and headed towards Doucang Mountain.

"This broom is five pennies, or the money I paid. Big and new, sweeping the leaves will be fast. Miss Mu'er pulled at her throat and exhaled.

The little silver Taoist put his hands behind his back and said, "Quack, quack." The broom sweeps the fallen leaves, not the leaves, but the impetuousness. The broom is a sword, the breeze is a sword, and the winter snow is a sword, but you can't see it. ”

Boom!

After the silver little Taoist finished speaking, everyone realized a sword intent in their hearts, a sword intent of epiphany.

What did he say, and there was a burst of irritability in his heart. Miss Mu'er groaned, carrying the newly bought broom, sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard, and muttering, "Look, it's good." ”

For several days, Miss Mu'er accompanied the silver Taoist master to sweep the fallen leaves of the courtyard. It's a pity that the fallen leaves in the yard just can't be swept away.

Twenty-three days, Xiao asked in the Sword Pavilion of Shengzi, but it still hasn't come out.

It's just that in the Sword Pavilion of Shengzi, the voice of Jin Ming turned into a thunderous sound, like a spring rain, a burst of madness, a burst of rain rest.

The Zuo Lie Buddha of the Dark Snow Mountain and the Red Lian Empress of the Empress Pavilion have been in the King's Landing Sword Pavilion for some time.

The sky is not dry, the people are not dry, but the silver trail chief was in a hurry, jumping and chasing after Miss Mu'er.

"You sweep, you sweep... You swept so cleanly, how can I cultivate. The Silver Daoist shouted.

"Hmph, it took me a day and a night to sweep it clean, but you rely on me. Miss Mu'er was not convinced, and the new broom in her hand was much thinner.

The silver trailmaster looked at the clean courtyard in the courtyard, took a deep breath, and carried the sparse bamboo broom to sweep the dust of the courtyard.

"There are no fallen leaves in the courtyard, no fallen leaves on the trees, no fallen leaves on the ground, but there are thousands of barren leaves in my heart, so I must not be in a hurry. There is dust in the way, there is dust in the heart, there is also dust in the way of the sword, and my heart is dustless. The silver little Taoist recited the Taoist recipe in his mouth, and the broom in his hand swept the little dust out of the courtyard.

"Yuanfu Shouyi, Dao soul hugging God. He... He's breaking the realm. As soon as the Qingzhao girl shouted, everyone looked at the silver Taoist who was sweeping the floor.

I saw the silver little Taoist stepping on the spiritual mist under his feet, and the meridians were like sparks, looming under his robe. Just like a transparent person, the acupuncture points and meridians can be seen thoroughly.

Nalan Chanyi looked at the steps of the silver trail chief, and remembered in his heart, stepping on Taibai in one step, stroking the light in half a step, half a body folded and fought six, and half a zhang returned to seven kills.

"With the ten thousand heavens and stars as the way of the sword, this is the demon of heaven and earth. Nalan Cicada said.

The silver trail moved step by step, and his body was full of heaven and earth vitality, leading acupoints into the body, and his veins and meridians were all in a piece of vitality.

Miss Mu'er took a deep breath, exhaled loudly, and said, "I'm so full." ”

Suck in the mouth, half full in the belly.

As soon as the Yuan Mansion came out, he was hungry again.

Zuo Lie Buddha and Empress Chilian stood outside Doucang Mountain in the air, watching the little silver Taoist "sweeping the ground and enlightening the Dao", and unconsciously glanced at Nalan Chanyi.

I saw that Nalan Cicada's clear eyes were full of bright starlight, like a nebula in her pupils.

"She's learning the stars of silver. Zuo Liefo exhaled lightly.

"Well, she entered the Empress Pavilion, and I will accompany her to cultivate for a hundred years, and she will definitely be able to defeat the old way of leaving the heavens. Empress Chilian said, her eyes glowing with brilliance.

"Heh, the empress really doesn't put me in the eyes of the Zuo Lie Buddha. Zuo Lie Buddha said, looking sideways at the enlightened Nalan cicada clothes.

The stars return to the spirit, and the void is broken.

When the silver trail broke through the void, the stars above the night dome dimmed, but they flashed again.

Meteors outside the sky, passing behind the mountains of Doucang Mountain, are like the light of the eyes of the silver path, shaking the light.

"Hungry, hungry. The silver little Taoist master put his hands behind his back and stroked his round belly.

The Pavilion Master of the King's Landing Sword Pavilion came to the side of the Silver Little Daoist, holding a bowl of red dates and barley porridge, and said, "Come... Taste it also on the appetite. ”

"Senior brother. The silver Taoist shook his head and took the bowl of red dates and barley porridge.

A bowl was exhausted, but I saw that the silver Taoist was full of white teeth, and there was no shortage of one.

"This is the legendary Heavenly Dao Spiritual Root. Li Zhong said in a trembling voice.

"What is the innate spiritual root? Miss Mu'er asked.

"Dao Ancestor is the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Root, a character who becomes an immortal in seven steps. Li Zhong said, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, what kind of spiritual root is that cicada clothes. As soon as Miss Mu'er asked, everyone turned their eyes to the enlightened Nalan Chanyi.

The eyes are like drunken stars, and the Tao is mysterious.

"If she is in the Dark Snow Mountain, she will be broken into an immortal in thirty years. Zuo Lie Buddha said.

"Hmph, if she is in the Empress Pavilion, it will not be twenty years. You don't have faith, but I do... Empress Chilian groaned.

Eyes against each other, fighting for each other!