Night.

South Vietnam, royal palace.

Chang Qingzi and Xiao Yu, the prince of the world, with some people, have already deceived the lord of Nanyue, so that Chen Jun can cast a spell to solve the bewitchment and wake up.

This is not difficult, as long as Qingyunmen reaches the third layer of the Jade Qing Realm or above, it can be solved.

It's just that the cultivation of the scattered cultivators around him is not high, and he can only act as an immortal chief in the eyes of mortals.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night is as cool as water.

The deep palace became more and more quiet and weird, as if he couldn't hear any sound, the armor soldier who led Chen Jun in front of him trembled all over, and the hand holding the spear trembled violently, he fortunately asked the direction and told them to go down and go alone.

Stomp Stomp Stomp ....

The sound of footsteps was exceptionally crisp, and the trees and flowers on both sides were illuminated by the moonlight, as if covered with a light veil, and his steps were not slow, and suddenly, a faint fragrance rushed into the tip of his nose.

Chen Jun stopped and looked at a pavilion in the center of the harem.

In the pavilion, there was a woman dressed in goose yellow, covered by a veil under her eyes, even Chen Junfa's eyes could not penetrate it, but even so, those eyes were affectionate, black hair gently fluttered on her shoulders, and a pair of eyes were watery, and at a glance, it seemed that she was going to be immersed in them, and she didn't want to come out again.

Her slender wrists propped up her head, her eyes were as bright as water, looking at him brightly, flashing like stars in the night sky, and asked softly, "You are also the one who was called by that stinky Taoist priest, and you want that piece of Nine Heavens Strange Iron." ”

Her voice was extremely soft, especially when her eyes flowed, she couldn't help but want to confide in her heart, and even Chen Jun's breathing was a little short at this time.

He smiled, "It's so charming." The only one in the Demon Sect who has this skill is the Hehuan Sect, which is dominated by women. ”

"I was guessed by Childe, what reward does Childe want? If you want that piece of iron, it's a pity you're late. ”

The woman grabbed it in the air, and suddenly purple light shone out of thin air, dazzling eyes, and a strange purple sharp blade suddenly appeared, "You see if it's very powerful, the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, I killed so many people and that big snake, but it took me a lot of effort." ”

Chen Jun held the bamboo sword, as if it had no effect, and said lightly: "It is a good magic weapon, and it is also integrated into the method of blood refining, but it is a pity that it was refined by you to the yin and evil, but you are a pure yin body, and it is also consistent with it, but the double yin is combined, and the yin qi enters the body, and the meridian qi and blood are all injured by it in the morning and evening." ”

The woman's eyes were suddenly stunned, but in the blink of an eye, they became extremely fierce, and shouted: "Kill!" ”

Whew!!

In the deep garden of the harem, more than a dozen figures immediately flew out from the surrounding forests and flowers, some holding swords, and some holding glittering magic weapons.

These are obviously the swordsmen and swordsmen of the rivers and lakes who are charmed by women as Changqingzi said, and the scattered cultivators.

The roar of more than a dozen people surrounded the offensive and immediately made the offensive impenetrable, and the water could not be splashed.

Rumble!

A bright light bloomed, Chen Jun's long sword waved, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, and the energy shot out, the cyan sword fell, and more than a dozen figures were immediately torn open a bloody mouth, and their bodies flew a few feet away.

Chen Jun walked out slowly, without looking, and a sword slashed down to the sky.

Rumble!

A huge green mang Huo Ran appeared, like a light that pierced the extremely dark night, the sword light came, the wind and thunder were agitated, and the void was suddenly split in two.

"Childe is such a powerful swordsman!"

The woman looked at the earth-shattering sword that was about to slash at her, and her eyes flashed with deep jealousy, but the silver bell laughter came out of the veil, and her eyes became mournful and resentful, all kinds of styles, and the touching beauty seemed to melt in that look.

"It's also so ruthless."

The air was faintly lamenting, and the woman's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Jin Bei'er has not recovered from his injury, so he will not stay with his son, if there is a fate, he will have a tryst with his son in the future."

The sword crossed over, as if a giant axe had opened the mountain and split down, and the pavilion, which had just been like a huge canopy, was forcibly split in half by him from the middle, and collapsed to both sides.

The sword still did not stop, stretching to the small lake in front of the pavilion, and immediately the small lake erupted like an active volcano, and the water column soared into the sky.

Click~

The clear light on the surface of the bamboo sword dissipated, and there was already a trace of cracks.

Chen Jun glanced at it, put the sword into the scabbard, and at this time, a veil slowly floated down from the air in front of him, and fell on the branches of the flowers, which was on the face of the woman just now.

Golden bottle, Hehuan Sect.

The Demon Cult was born, how can these people be cut off?

Chen Jun carefully considered this problem in his heart, as the leader of the righteous path in this life, he was determined to take charge of Qingyun, and this question was something he had to consider.

After thinking for a long time, he only came up with a few thoughts, he walked out of the palace, Changqingzi had heard the sound and rushed over, and when he saw him come out, he said with a happy face: "Mr. killed that demon sect demon girl?" ”

"No, she ran away." Chen Jun shook his head and said, "I advise you, don't stay long in Southern Xinjiang, the Demon Sect has already shown signs of being born." ”

Changqingzi frowned secretly, thought for a moment, and stretched out his hand to lead: "Sir, please come with me." ”

"Where is this?"

Looking at the glazed and green tiles in front of you, the glittering treasury should be an extremely luxurious place in the world.

"This is the treasure house of the South Vietnamese country." Xiao Yu, who was beside Changqingzi, pushed open the door and said: "Mr. saved Nanyue from danger and contributed a lot, but Nanyue's national strength is humble, and he can only satisfy Mr. Pill's wishes, but my father said that if Mr. has something he likes in the treasure house, no matter how much, he can take it, and he is only willing to make a good fate with Mr." ”

"Then thank the lord of the country on my behalf."

Chen Jun was not polite and walked straight into it.

At night, although it is late at night, there are luminous orbs around it, as if it were daytime, and there is no sense of darkness.

Xiao Yu, the prince of Nanyue, found him the soul transfer pill that Zhou Zhou Xian said, and then accompanied him to find treasures, worldly possessions were useless to Chen Jun, he walked through the property hall, came to the arsenal, and saw that there were many jade butterflies on the rows of antique bookshelves.

He took a random piece of observation, looked at it for a moment, looked up and asked, "Is this..."

"This is some secular martial arts collected by Nanyue, including many famous chapters of the Central Plains, which are the supreme treasures in the hearts of many martial artists and swordsmen, but unfortunately compared with Mr.'s Tongtian swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly ridiculous and generous."

Chen Jun was silent, lowered his head and swept the jade slip in his hand.

There is a book called "Canglang Sword" recorded on it, which is said to be a famous mastery, but it can only be placed on the plane of rivers and lakes as a second- or third-rate swordsmanship, not to mention some Wuyue swordsmanship and Dugu swordsmanship.

Obviously, in this world with the existence of the Cultivation Dao, martial arts have not deduced and evolved to the level of that kind of middle martial arts and high martial arts, which is far inferior to the Heavenly Dragon.

This was his first time in contact with the martial arts of this world, and Chen Jun read many fists and feet one after another, and became more and more sure of the thoughts in his heart.

"Sir, interested in these secular martial arts?"

Changqingzi was puzzled by the side, it was really strange that such a strong monk was interested in reading secular martial arts.

"Somewhat interested." Chen Jun nodded slightly, put down the jade slip, and continued to enter the other rooms.

The martial arts on these jade slips are peerless in the world, but they can't compare to the martial arts they have, and it's useless to look at them.

"This is the Blade Room?" He asked.

"Yes, sir, here are mostly South Vietnam's collection of secular room divine blades, of course, they are not as good as the immortal family divine sword."

Chen Jun opened a sword case, held the hilt slightly, was a little disappointed, and asked directly, "What are the most peculiar and precious blades here?" ”

"Yes."

Xiao Yu took a few steps, took out a treasure box, opened it immediately, and said: "This is the parting hook, the most peculiar treasure we have here, it was ..... three hundred years ago."

Chen Jun looked at the extremely sharp hook, weighed its weight, and listened to its story quietly out of politeness.

In fact, the quality of this parting hook is not bad, and the strange iron that is integrated into the cultivation realm, wanders into the world, and is forged into a peculiar shape to achieve its extraordinary.

"What else?"

Xiao Yu was sad in his heart, the great Nanyue regarded as treasured items were like dust in the eyes of the monks, and there was nothing that he could handle, and he had no hope for the next one.

"This is a sharp sword, and it may not be able to enter the eyes of Mr."

Chen Jun looked at this long sword with a gray fluttering texture, the blade was cold, and it was also integrated into the strange iron, and it was a supreme divine weapon in the world.

"Is there a story?"

"Yes, sir." Xiao Yu's eyes flashed a trace of remembrance: "This sword was the sword of one of the strongest swordsmen in our Nanyue country, his swordsmanship is outstanding, he dominated Nanyue two hundred years ago, he stepped into the Central Plains with a sword at the age of twenty, ten years of sword success, defeated the enemy, and was called a sword immortal by the rivers and lakes!" ”

"Sword Immortal?" Chen Jun strengthened his tone and asked, and Chang Qingzi next to him also snorted coldly: "Ignorant fanatics, arrogant, how dare you speak of immortals!" ”

The corners of Xiao Yu's mouth twitched, and he smiled stiffly:

"Yes, at that time, no matter the southern Xinjiang, the Central Plains, the East China Sea and other places, he was praised as a sword immortal, because his swordsmanship was unrivaled, and it was also because every place left his footprints, he asked to take the immortal fate, he wanted to become a real sword immortal, this obsession made him travel all over the mountains of southern Xinjiang, all over the hinterland of the Central Plains, all over the East China Sea Immortal Island, and all over the Mobei Desert."

Changqingzi was quite disdainful: "How can the immortal fate be so easy to find?" ”

"Yes, it took him thirty years to travel all over those places, and thirty years later he was a year old, with a gray head and a gray beard, and he would not look for it again."

Changqingzi said: "There is still some room for salvation." ”

Xiao Yu shook his head: "Master, he didn't look for it because he changed his mind. ”

"What thoughts?"

"He wants to kill gods and destroy immortals!"

"Incorrigible, arrogant to the extreme." Changqingzi shook his head: "What happened to him in the end?" ”

"One day, he finally met an immortal who could fly with a sword, and he challenged him, and eventually he died." Xiao Yu let out a long sigh.

"Hitting a stone with an egg, as it should be!"

Changqingzi has a sense of ownership of a monk, focusing on comments and drawing an end.

And Chen Jun could already imagine in his mind an amazing and brilliant swordsman, from the image of seeking immortal fate to reversing his mentality to the extreme, he said inexplicably, "I think the immortal who can fly with a sword should also be damaged." ”

Xiao Yu's eyes widened suddenly, "Yes, yes, yes!! ”

Changqingzi also opened his eyes wide, and asked in a lost voice, "How come?" What happened to the immortals? ”

Xiao Yu's face suddenly turned red, and he said hesitantly: "The robe at the cuff of the immortal was torn apart by his sword qi. ”

"Hahahaha!!" Chang Qingzi raised his head and laughed, and his voice shook the entire treasure house: "How can there be such a funny and ridiculous character in the world. ”

"Isn't it ridiculous?"

"I want this sword!"

Chen Jun grasped the long sword in the sword box, and swung it violently into the air, and the rust and gray lines accumulated in the two hundred years of the blade flew in an instant, and suddenly the whole long sword became extremely cold and cold, like a clear spring glow, sharp and pressing, and could not be looked at directly.

Changqingzi's laughter stopped, like a rooster stuck in his throat.