The autumn rain is continuous, like silk threads.

In the wind, many people in yellow and purple Taoist robes came in the dusk and night, and their eyes looked at the ancestral tablet on the ground, and their faces were all moved.

"What the hell is going on?"

A Daoist with an immortal wind and bones glared angrily.

There are Longhu Mountain Dao people around who are proficient in Yin and Yang Wei Dao Gate Techniques, and many of them pinched their fingers on the spot to calculate, and immediately felt palpitations on their faces, "I can't calculate it, it seems that the mountain is falling and the ground is cracking, it seems that someone is shaking the luck of Longhu Mountain." ”

"There are very few people in the world who can't be counted in Longhu Mountain, but just those few people are qualified to compete with us."

An old Taoist said, and the face of the Taoist priest on the field changed greatly in an instant, and it was not difficult to guess the current situation in Liyang.

As expected, the number of Liyang Qi was cut by fifty, and the news of Emperor Liyang's death caused a sensation all over the world.

The storm is coming!

Zhao Danxia, the head of Longhu Mountain, had a complicated face, and sighed with a gloomy look: "I really didn't expect him to do it." ”

"At the beginning, we Longhu Mountain sought his exercises, but he took out his sword and pressed back, even if he made a move, he still escaped easily, and he had a lot of grievances with us Longhu Mountain."

"He started from the Xuanyuan family, seized Jiangnan, Wudang, and the three teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Taoism in the two Zen temples, but did not move our Longhu Mountain, I thought I was afraid that our Longhu Mountain was powerful, but I didn't expect that it would be the final accounting, and I still can't hide it, everyone express their opinions, think of a way."

At that moment, there were Taoists who discussed it with nonsense, some were afraid of Chen Jun's previous fierce achievements, and chose to take the initiative to admit defeat, cede benefits and share luck, and there were also those who decided to see the truth of their subordinates, and rarely wanted to take advantage of Chen Jun's injury to send a strong hand to attack and kill, but as soon as they proposed it, they were immediately rejected by the vast majority of people.

It's not that Liyang hasn't done this before, so it's useless. No matter how powerful Longhu Mountain is, it can only rely on it under the Liyang tree.

And when the discussion in Longhu Mountain was intense, in Huishan, Jiangdong, a middle-aged Confucian in white clothes stood in the wind, holding a beautiful woman wrapped in a mink coat beside him.

It didn't take long for three people to slowly walk under the archway of Guniu Dagang.

One white, one purple, and tattered miscellaneous clothes.

"After more than two years, Mr. Chen's demeanor is the same."

The middle-aged Confucian gave a light salute, but the eyes of the beautiful woman around him stayed on the woman in purple, and the story of Chen Jun's experience in the past two or three years is a legend of the tiger's den in Longtan in the rivers and lakes, but the bad sin in the hearts of his parents is terrifying all the time.

Wen Hua's eyes looked around, he had always been used to being poor and young people who followed Mr. and did not enjoy the extreme desire of poverty, at most he was not hungry, one of the few opportunities to open his eyes, or when he entered the Wu family's sword mound archway, at that moment the wealthy family of the rivers and lakes came to his face, and he was scared, but fortunately, he also regained face in the back, and poured a soak of urine on the top of the sword mountain that the Wu family was proud of, which stunned many people.

Before coming, Wen Hua inquired about Xuanyuan Qingfeng's family background, and was surprised that he couldn't sleep, and now he is standing under the archway to see, although the Xuanyuan family does not have the strong kendo of the Wu family, it can be far superior in the magnificent and gorgeous, as Xuanyuan Qingfeng's junior brother, he is secretly refreshed, is this his share.

"Mr. Jingcheng will blame me for what I have done along the way, and even for what I have done to Liyang."

Chen Jun looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng, and saw the ruddy and shiny skin on his wife's face, and smiled in his heart.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng shook his head: "Jingcheng can't understand some of Mr.'s practices, but the world is not the world of the Liyang family, but the world of all the people, and Jingcheng is not a rotten Confucian holding books." ”

Set the tone, Xuanyuan Jingcheng led the three of them up the mountain.

This time up the mountain, the scenery of Huishan is still beautiful and moving, many people of the Xuanyuan family living in the surrounding area have a lot of smiles on their faces, less swords and shouts of martial arts, and more children reading aloud.

The beautiful woman pulled her daughter to pour out her greetings and thoughts for the past two years, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng didn't answer much, but her mood was unusually relaxed.

During the two or three days in Huishan, Wen Hua lived the life of a longing landlord, eating and drinking without worry, and Chen Jun soon met the envoy sent from Longhu Mountain.

"Longhu Mountain sent you up, a good calculation."

It was a sloppy old man, Zhao Xiyan, one of the four heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain, and a young man with a yellow face and thin muscles by his side, who was his precious apprentice and Xu Fengnian's younger brother Xu Longxiang.

The sloppy old man exposed his shortcomings, shook his head and smiled: "Isn't this a last resort, Mr. Chen accepted Xu Fengnian's demon king as an apprentice, and Lao Dao accepted his younger brother as an apprentice, and he can barely get involved, right?" ”

Chen Jun smiled but did not speak.

Xu Longxiang on the side suddenly asked at this time: "Master, my brother." ”

Zhao Xi was taken aback, the apprentices who lacked a heart called him less on weekdays, why was he so neat this time, could it be that he was worried about his brother.

Chen Jun smiled slightly: "Your brother fought the world for you in Beiliang, but he didn't come here." Xu Long was as small as a naughty boy and quieted down.

Zhao Xiyan said again: "Previously, Longhushan had offended Mr. Chen, and Longhushan was willing to make amends, but I hope that this compensation can be acceptable to both of us, otherwise Longhushan can only choose other methods." ”

"Salute before soldiers?"

This time it was Zhao Xiyan's turn to be silent.

Chen Jun smiled disappreciatively: "There is only one condition, I want Longhu Mountain!" ”

"Impossible!" Zhao Xi said categorically: "Longhu Mountain has inherited a thousand-year-old foundation, how can it be that people, the sword god, don't talk about it." ”

"Without any exaggeration and the intention to destroy the foundation of Longhu Mountain, I want to create a major sect, called Qingyunmen, Longhu Mountain as the ancestral court of Taoism, the top cave heaven blessed land can just meet the needs."

"There is no room for bargaining, within ten days, all the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain will be allowed to leave Longhu Mountain, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness !! killing."

Zhao Xiluan's face turned pale, and he brushed his sleeves and left.

Three days later, the conversation immediately spread all over the world, and people in the rivers and lakes knew that the next target of the new sword god was Dragon Tiger Mountain.

It's not the luck of dividing the forces like before, but wanting to take Dragon Tiger Mountain as the address of the sect.

As a sword god, it is normal to want to create a sect of his own like Wang Xianzhi, Qingyunmen, this name was instantly known by countless people, and many geniuses who wanted to practice swords moved their minds, and those martial arts masters who had not watched the battle before immediately rushed to Longhu Mountain.

A fierce battle is inevitable!

Two days later, Longhushan replied, and Zhao Xiyan personally invited Chen Jun to Longhushan.

Heavenly Master's Mansion, the wind is blowing.

There are two male and female podocarpus trees in the altar of Wanfa Sect, the larger one is male, the smaller one is female, after a thousand years, since the first generation of Longhu Mountain patriarch planted, but the tree is still luxuriant, vigorous.

Under the altar of Wanfa Sect is the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and many disciples, on which stands the contemporary Longhu Mountain Sect Leader Zhao Danxia, wearing a flat-topped crown, gossip clothes, square skirts, and Zhu shoes, there is a desk in front of him, which is placed in order, the Heavenly Master's Mansion Wei Fu, the three or five slashing evil male and female swords, and the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Yin.

Zhao Danxia looked at Chen Jun with a solemn face, and didn't care about the surrounding visitors.

"The sword god has a strong record, Longhu Mountain thinks that he is not an opponent, but he must not tolerate the corruption of the ancestral foundation in our hands, and now the only way to do it is to invite the heavenly immortals of Longhu Mountain, I don't know if Mr. Chen still wants to continue."

When the words landed, the audience was noisy.

Chen Jun put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky calmly.

"Hehe~"

Zhao Danxia chuckled at the two of them, as if they were sneering, when they held the three or five slashing evil male and female magic swords, the whole person's aura changed greatly, mysterious and mysterious, and unpredictable.

"For the heavens, to the town of Siyi...."

After Zhao Danxia chanted the Fa decision, she shouted angrily: "Useless disciple Zhao Danxia invites the ancestors of Longhu Mountain to descend to earth!" ”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes were blazing, as if he could penetrate the altar and see solemn portraits of life-size heights hanging in the center of the courtyard.

The voice was ethereal, and everyone was like a lightning strike.

The body shook violently, and when I looked up, the smoke from the incense burner on the table slowly rose into the air and gradually dissipated without a trace.

Those portraits that were originally inconspicuous began to show their true faces.

Get out of one big real person!