This is a colorful and colorful bridge, a boundary bridge leading to the dreamlike and brilliant glass secret realm in the mouth of the old smoking gun.

It is so beautiful, so dreamy, but so unreal, it is like the hazy fairy bridge between the starry sky and the galaxy in the legend, which connects the two worlds of immortals and mortals.

If Xu Changan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't imagine that there would be such a dreamy Hongqiao in the world.

Although he took a step at the moment, he raised one leg high and did not step on it for a long time. However, the reason why this is so is because when he admires this dreamlike rainbow bridge on the abyss, he is unconsciously ashamed of himself.

He felt that he was so dirty and unbearable that he was like a beggar, he was not worthy of such a beautiful paradise at all, and he was not worthy of stepping on such a fairy rainbow bridge. He even felt that even his own reflection was projected in such a beautiful landscape as a blasphemy, so unconsciously, after he took a step, not only did he not step forward, but his mind did not belong to the world, and he took a step backwards.

When the old smoker saw this scene, his brows furrowed, and his heart was already clear about Xu Changan's thoughts, it was not the first time he had seen this scene, so he knew very well why Xu Changan did not advance and retreat.

Although such things are not uncommon, the old smoking gun that has already left a quiet track on Xu Chang'an's road in the Qinglian Sword Shrine can't help but sink in his heart.

This is not a good start after all, don't look at this is just a small step back for Xu Changan, but it is an inevitable fall on his avenue. This kind of doubt about oneself, self-confidence, and self-denial buried deep in one's heart will eventually turn into an abyss in the future ascents of the Great Dao realm and the cultivation realm, hindering him from becoming a god in one step.

The Holy Prophet once said: "A thousand-mile embankment is broken by an ant's nest, and a hundred-foot room is burned with the smoke of a crevice." That's it.

Xu Changan is the emperor sword talent in the heart of the old smoking gun, although he can't practice the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, it doesn't mean that he can't try to pass the trial of the Qinglian Sword Immortal. As long as Xu Changan passes the trial and bears the final responsibility, the old smokers will get rid of the detention of the Taoist and return to heaven and earth.

The distinction between them, the nine of them had thought clearly hundreds of thousands of years ago, but it was a pity that over the years, so many wizards had been cultivated, and none of them could be recognized by the highest inheritance, let alone try the trial.

But Xu Changan is different, he is a true Emperor Sword Talent, and he is the first sword wizard to attract the blood-colored sword qi Immortal Lotus to actively devour, so he will silently follow Xu Changan at this moment, just to supervise the cultivation of Xu Changan, who is not easy to use at first glance.

It's a pity that this genius of the emperor's sword was a little tricky, if it weren't for this, it wouldn't have caused all the old ghosts to disperse, after all, a martial artist who can't cultivate immortals is really difficult to arouse the interest of all the old ghosts, and it is difficult for everyone to guide him.

But the old smoking gun is different, he is a martial artist himself, and he used to be a martial artist who existed in the realm of the Absolute Great Perfection of the pseudo-god coaxed by cowhide, and he is one of the few people closest to the martial god in the world, so he will not look down on the martial artist, nor will he underestimate the martial artist.

On the contrary, when he learned that Xu Changan could only practice martial arts, there was a slight tremor in his heart unconsciously, because he relied on a kind of mystical sense of spiritual power in the dark, and he always felt that the Qinglian Sword Immortal Inheritance would eventually fall into the hands of a martial artist, and in recent years, this intuition has become stronger and stronger, and now there is really a martial artist, so he can't help but not tremble in his heart.

However, in the end, he didn't tell the old ghosts about his inner instincts, because he was afraid that his ghosts would be empty again, so he endured it and didn't say anything. Even when Xu Changan was about to choose to leave at that time, he never broke his intuition and let the ghosts stop him, because after being lost again and again, he was really afraid, afraid of losing that slim hope again, afraid of the feeling of trying his best to be full of expectations and hopes, but finally disappointed, so he let Xu Changan leave.

However, the next moment, when Xu Changan couldn't leave, the old smoker suddenly felt that the heavens seemed to be responding to the old smoker's intuition, telling him that Xu Changan was the son of God who liberated their fate.

After all, Xu Changan's realm is too low, if there is no teacher's guidance, he will practice by himself, and the old smoker will not realize that this chick can cultivate for a reason.

Even if his cross-border combat power is already shocking, the old smoking gun was once a pseudo-martial god after all.

But at this moment, Xu Changan's performance invisibly made a dark cloud float in the heart of the old smoking gun.

Although he wanted to tell Xu Changan directly, don't doubt himself and deny himself. But in the world, if you don't let him discover and understand some things by himself, he will never understand the truth you told him bitterly for the rest of his life, so although the old smoker is unhappy, he can only keep this in his heart and think about how to imperceptibly eliminate this knot.

The old smoking gun went up to Xu Changan's ass and kicked it, although he was a ghost and had no entity, he had already cultivated a ghost path in the soul cultivation hall, and a majestic yin qi roared into Xu Changan's ass.

Xu Changan was caught off guard and plunged headlong into the beautiful and dreamy covered bridge.

"Ah......h

Xu Changan let out a miserable scream, crawled up one by one, rubbed his face angrily for a while, touched his buttocks for a while, and said: "Old ghost with a smoking gun, what are you doing? I respect you and call you a senior." But if you don't respect me, don't blame me for hurting people. ”

Xu Changan is the body of King Kong, he should not care about this little thing, but one of them fell on his face, which made him feel particularly embarrassed, and another one kicked his buttocks, which made him feel ashamed and angry, so he was so excited at this moment.

But in normal times, he would at most shout and scold, and he would never raise the bar with others, but for some reason, after the old cigarette gun kicked his ass, he always felt that his ass was cold and terrifying, so he would open his mouth to say that rude words.

The old cigarette gun took two puffs of cigarette leisurely, and didn't care about Xu Changan's shouting, he just walked alone, leisurely floating between the dream corridors flooded with brilliance, and then said lightly: "No matter how beautiful the bridge is, he is also a bridge, and it is for people to walk with their feet; no matter how beautiful the flower is, he is also a flower, and it is for people to appreciate; no matter how beautiful the sword is, he is also a sword, and it is used by people to kill, you don't even understand this, what kind of martial arts do you still practice? You can't even see this clearly, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

Xu Changan woke up in shock, and then realized why the old-timer kicked his ass just now, it turned out that he was instructing himself to practice, and he wanted his heart not to be moved by external objects.

Although Xu Changan knew this truth in his heart, it was still extremely difficult to do, and he always felt that every step he took was tarnishing the beauty of this dreamlike bridge.

But now that he was in it, he had to move on, so even if Xu Changan was cautious at this time, he would move slowly after all.

The old smoking gun looked back two steps and found that Xu Changan was still so grinding and chirping after listening to his words that had nothing to do with the magic barrier in his heart for the time being, but could help him walk on the Hongqiao, and he was so grinding and chirping, like walking on thin ice, he was actually angry in his heart.

It was this kind of mind, this kind of wisdom, no wonder that the true Emperor Sword talent that they had already determined was not reflected at this time.

The old cigarette gun was irritable for a while, but he took a step forward, and came behind Xu Changan unconsciously, and then kicked Xu Changan's ass again.

Xu Changan, who was doing strange poses and almost couldn't walk, suddenly felt a chill in his buttocks, and the whole person suddenly flew forward again.

Xu Changan was furious in his heart, this old ghost was not authentic, just now he finished his kung fu of less than two or three breaths, he came to kick his ass again, Xu Changan could not be angry.

I saw that Xu Chang'an was furious in his heart, and when he raised his hand, there was a burst of blood-colored brilliance, but when he made his move, he saw the beautiful fairy scenery around him, and he unconsciously collected his strength, and the blood-colored brilliance was also like a cramp, and it dissipated twice without convincing, and Xu Chang'an's powerful punch was about to be struck, and it was unremarkable.

What's even more outrageous is that Xu Chang'an, who was supposed to fly up in one step, was afraid that he would shatter the fairy light on the Hongqiao, thus destroying such a beautiful fairyland, and he didn't use his strength under his feet. As a result, Xu Changan's whole person was like a woman's coquettishness, and he made a delicate and slender small fist and light hammer posture on the Hongqiao.

The old smoking gun suddenly took a sharp breath of cold air, he knew that Xu Changan had inferiority complex buried deep in his heart, and his heart was fragile, but he didn't expect it to be so fragile, he was already ashamed of himself at the moment to the point that he didn't even dare to punch, this is simply something that the old smoking gun never thought of, but he really happened in front of him.

At this moment, when he was thinking about how to arrange the trajectory of Xu Changan's martial arts entry, he unconsciously included Xu Changan's state of mind training on the agenda.

However, this time the old smoking gun is wrong to blame Xu Changan, Xu Changan, as a party who has experienced the Yuzhou Demon Tribulation from beginning to end, although there is a trauma in his heart, he will never be as fragile as the old smoking gun imagined, otherwise he will not be able to follow the expectations of his second brother Su Jingran to meet the future with a smile, his perseverance can be called rare in ancient times.

But whether a person is strong or not has nothing to do with his inferiority, because being strong is his belief that lasts, and inferiority is the shadow of his struggle.

The reason why Xu Changan is so unbearable is only because he is a kind-hearted teenager, he is full of illusions about all the good things in the world, he cherishes them, loves them, and hopes to see them for a long time, especially when he sees the dilapidated scene of the world, Xu Changan cherishes beautiful things very much, so he can't bear to destroy the beauty here at the moment, because it hopes that this rare pure land can stay in the world forever and bring peace to more people, instead of such a meaningless withering in the senseless trampling。

The old smoking gun, he didn't know this, he knew that he didn't teach the little baby in front of him a lesson at this moment, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

What is a martial artist? That is, when someone dares to make his heart unhappy, no matter who the other party is, he dares to put his fist on the cheek of the person, and then let his heart be calm.

As for whether the other party is cool or not, it has nothing to do with it, because in the world of martial arts, a big fist is the truth, and he is not like a monk of the Xianmen, who has to fight with the snake for half a day to earn his face, and after the spit flies, he compares his fist.

It's so straightforward, it's so fearless, and the injustices you encounter in your life are handed out with your fists and fists.

If you are unfortunate enough to die, then you will do it again after eighteen years, and you will be an ordinary man, not like the immortal monks.

The old smoking gun, at the moment, is quite unhappy in his heart, he is a martial artist who is optimistic about the emperor's sword talent, but he is so "dragging mud and water", "self-pity", how can he not be angry.

If this is the case, won't his future be a dream again?

I saw that he had a face that was not rigid, and his fist appeared like a shadow beside Xu Chang'an, who made a little daughter posture and lightly hammered a small fist.

A volley punch, from the bottom up, ascended from the ground to the sky, and then a punch was swung, Xu Changan suddenly shot backwards into the sky like a white crane rising into the air.

Xu Changan was stunned for a while, although he had good qualifications, was born close to the wind, and was extremely fast, but if he wanted to react in front of a ghost Dao powerhouse who had been immersed in martial arts for hundreds of thousands of years, it would definitely not be possible.

Even if the old smoking gun didn't live for hundreds of thousands of years, just based on his martial arts cultivation back then, he would casually take Xu Changan.

However, before Xu Changan could fly out, the old ghost with the smoking gun had already grabbed Xu Changan's ankle between the lightning, and then pulled the homeopathic generation hard, and beat Xu Changan on the ground like a rag sack.

The old smoking gun was puzzled, and then with a force of his wrist, he threw Xu Changan to the other side again, and then spun around on the ground, wiping this beautiful fairy light, and then crashed into the distant Tongxuan Dao door leading to the dream.

However, just when Xu Changan was about to land, the old smoking gun caught Xu Changan who fell from a daze like a ghost, and then raised his hand like a little chicken, and said to Xu Changan's confused face: "How is it? Is this your beautiful paradise? Are you afraid of ruining the scenery here? So what now?"

Although the old smoking gun hates, but the shot is still particular, the fists are fatal pain, but there is no injury to the muscles and bones, as long as this kid has a good rest for a day or two, he can recover his strength, anyway, the old smoking gun feels that the days are still long, and it is not bad for these two days.

However, he didn't know the horror of Xu Changan's body after all, just when the old smoking gun hated iron and steel and preached to Xu Changan, Xu Changan's pupils were full of essence, and then Xu Changan spun in the air, the strength in his hand was like a flame, and he smashed the cheek of the old ghost with a cigarette gun.

Xu Changan was also beaten out of the real fire at the moment, although he was polite to everyone on weekdays, and he was kind-hearted and courteous to everyone, but it was based on everyone's mutual equality, but once someone provoked him, he would still fight back desperately.

Although Xu Changan has low self-esteem, he does not feel that he is inferior to others everywhere, he just feels inferior to his own powerlessness in his heart, and his inferiority complex for his inability to worry about his second brother Su Jingran is not his inferiority complex that he feels useless. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lost his mind and gone crazy to hunt down the demon god in Dry Dragon Town.

At this moment, although he walked all the way with this old ghost with a smoking gun, he felt that he had already been polite to this person, but at this time, this person was going to clean himself up with his fists regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, Xu Chang'an could accept it?

As soon as he was awake at the moment, he immediately used all his strength to blast at the old ghost with the smoking gun beside him, and the power of his fist was so powerful that it made the old ghost with the smoking gun tremble for a while.

However, the gap in strength has already doomed the outcome between the two, even if Xu Changan is caught by surprise by the old ghost with a smoking gun at the moment, he is still unlucky.

I saw that Xu Changan's fist light had not arrived, and he was slapped in the face by the old smoking gun with a cigarette stick, and then because the old smoking gun reacted too aggressively and used too much force, Xu Changan was stunned at once.

The old smoking gun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Grandma is a bear, this melon baby is still very numb, and the labor and management of the special mother have not fainted when they punch like this, not bad." ”

Saying that, it was a haze in the heart of a grass, leisurely smoking an old cigarette, and swaying into a dream.

......

Misty Immortal Island, under the blood-colored fairy lotus array.

At that moment, the Tai Chi ball world sealed in black and white was still circulating quietly, and there was no sign of breaking the seal.

And the blood-colored array has exploded at this moment, because I don't know when, a monstrous river of blood flows leisurely, whether it is a human, a ghost, a monk, or a resentful spirit, she has all swept it away and swallowed it into the river.

Then the river of blood flooded more and more, and it turned out to be nearly 10,000 cultivators who went up against the current and rushed straight to the top of the mountain ridge.

However, just when his arrogance was invincible, a blood-shining bald man suddenly came out of nowhere like a god, and then he laughed wildly at the imposing blood river: "Yin Yin, I didn't think you were still alive?" It seems that the original "Weeping Blood Bead" not only did not refine you into a treasure, but gave you a chance to survive. You still don't cherish this hard-won life, and it seems that today you will die at my hands again. ”

Before the words fell, a palace dress was condensed on the surging blood river, and I saw him look at the blood-colored bald man with a resentful but tender face and said: "Yangcheng, you betrayed and attacked me that day, devouring my marrow erosion demon cultivation, I don't blame you." After all, if you want to turn into a marrow eroding demon and make your cultivation one step closer, it will be a matter of time before you and I devour each other. But there was a sentence in my heart that I never had a chance to ask you, and now that we meet again, I want to ask first: 'Is it true that you liked me when you said to me in Mixian Island?'. I hope you can really ask yourself a question, and answer me, not involving the death of the moment, not involving the dispute of the moment, you tell me the truth once. If you like me, I will continue with you and fly with you, if you don't like it, I won't fight with you again, turn around and leave immediately. Please answer me seriously."

Speaking of this, the resentful Blood River Raider unconsciously became a little bitter in his voice.

The blood-glittering bald man laughed with endless mockery, "What do you say?"

However, as soon as the words fell, the ground where he was standing suddenly spurted out endless blood water, and the bald man with the faint blood light disappeared in an instant.

Yin Yin smiled sadly: "Are you still the stupid Yin Yin who waited for you back then? I believe that one time is enough for a person like you." ”

It turned out that Yin Yin had just said so many words just to distract Yang Cheng's attention, and quietly sent the blood river to the surroundings behind his feet, so as to kill this person in one go.