Yun Wuxian kowtowed again: "Third master, Yun Wuxian is unjust, by your great grace, the third master will never give up, digging graves three times, my adoptive father and brother abandoned me, you saved me." Yun Wuxian hid it from you, and had an appointment with that Yan Shiyi in his dream. ”

Ma San snorted coldly: "That's your father, what are you two doing in your dreams, what does it have to do with me?" I won't accompany you as your third master. ”

Yun Wuxian knelt down and kowtowed to the third head: "Third master, Yun Wuxian is unfaithful, Huang Xiaoyu sacrificed himself to save me, and he was under pressure like a mountain, but in my heart, I have never had the slightest gratitude." He saved me because you knelt down late that night. ”

Ma San suddenly got angry, threw the fishing rod into the river, picked up the small stool, and turned around to smash Yun Wuxian's head.

While smashing, he scolded: "You conscienceless thing, Lao Tzu should have thrown you in the ancient tomb a long time ago, and then threw a few stones into it." Why don't you stone you idiot. ”

Yun Wuxian's head was bleeding, but he let the stool smash on his head, not dodging or dodging, lying on the ground, motionless.

The fisherman next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and saw that he was about to die, so he hurriedly grabbed Ma San.

An old man in his fifties persuaded: "Brother, dissipate your anger, doesn't your grandson know that he is wrong?" ”

Ma San roared angrily: "Made, let go, Lao Tzu is only forty-three." ”

The old man was stunned: "Uh...... Your grandchildren are so old? ”

Ma San: "He's not my grandson, this little beast popped out of a special stone." ”

Yun Wuxian kowtowed for the fourth time: "Third master, Yun Wuxian is not filial, I don't know when I will meet today." The third master is getting older and older, and he failed to serve tea and water by the side of the third master, Yun Wuxian will be reborn in the future, and he will be repaid as a cow and a horse. ”

Ma San stopped beating him.

This obscene-looking man carried a stool and looked at Yun Wuxian in a daze.

Yun Wuxian raised his head with a tough face.

Ma San's eyes were red, his hands trembled slightly, he came to Yun Wuxian and gently touched his head: "Where are you going?" ”

Yun Wuxian looked at the peachwood sword in front of him: "One day when you go to Kunlun, you will definitely be called a true immortal in the clouds!" ”

In Ma San's cloudy old eyes, tears flowed down, and he cried: "Child, sometimes think about it, I would rather you be by your husband's side, bow down every day, and be grateful to Dade." ”

Yun Wuxian: "The third master said that in this era where saying grass and mud horses is as casual as thanks, you should learn to shut up." It's better to say a hundred words than to do one thing. Third master, I don't practice swordsmanship anymore. ”

Ma San: "Really don't practice?" ”

Yun Wuxian: "I really don't practice." ”

Ma San took out the charm, lit it, and gave Yun Wuxian a fierce look, saying, "There will be no time in the future!" Treasure each other! ”

Yun Wuxian gritted his teeth, changed his words, and said, "There will be a period in the future, each of them will be cherished!" ”

Letting go, Yun Wuxian turned around and never looked back again, holding the peachwood sword, walking farther and farther.

There is no compassion in the heart, there is no life in the eyes, and it should be unkind.

Huang Xiaoyu sacrificed his life to save him, he was not grateful, and was even bewitched by his biological father, and had the idea of killing, which should be regarded as unjust.

A person who lives and dies together, the third master exchanges his heart and soul with him, but he hides a big secret and should be disloyal.

Unable to fulfill filial piety, the elders are old, the young people travel far away, and there will be no time after this life, which should be unfilial.

But this young man who has no compassion in his heart and no life in his eyes, this trip is to save the lives of the entire Jiangcheng. and even to save the lives of all living beings in the world.

This young man, who has never had the slightest gratitude to Huang Xiaoyu, heard that his beloved woman was proposed, and he kept dancing with swords, and he heard that there were twelve true immortals in Kunlun, but he never danced the sword again.

This disloyal and treacherous villain, after listening to the bewitchment of countless powerful biological fathers who kneel down and worship the evil gods of the underworld, can still be honest and have not done anything wrong.

This unfilial young man may really not be able to fulfill his filial piety, but he always remembers every command of the third master, such as following the holy decree and doing what he wants.

……

On the top of Kunlun, on the sword platform, the twelve true immortals stand suspended in the air, surrounded by auspicious clouds under their feet, and thousands of miles of rui qi are churning in the sky.

Kunlun went up and down, bowed down and bowed, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the people in the sky.

The true immortal spoke, the immortal power was pervasive, and the words were like laws.

"When there is a good wine, drink freely."

Suddenly, in the hands of the twelve true immortals, each person had a pot of wine.

"When there is a fairy man dance."

Suddenly, on the sword platform, a hundred fairy phantoms appeared, dancing in the air, and scattering flowers non-stop.

"When there is a divine beast as a mount."

Suddenly, under each true immortal, a divine beast appeared. Or a green dragon, or a pixiu, or a unicorn, or a white mantle......

"I wait for the twelve immortals to descend to earth, and no one in the world can stop me. Kill Huang Xiaoyu first, destroy the people of Jiangcheng, and set an example to let him know that immortals cannot be humiliated. Grab the arsenal of Tianfu again, God will block and punish God, and Buddha will block and destroy Buddha! ”

The Kunlun disciples shouted up and down: "God blocks God!" The Buddha blocks and destroys the Buddha! ”

True Immortal: "If you believe in us, you will have eternal life." When you return, you will have the opportunity to become an immortal, and within ten years, you will all fly to the heavenly realm and be at ease. ”

The Kunlun disciple was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood: "Thank you, Lord True Immortal." ”

"Okay, let's lead the way and go to Jiangcheng. Let's see, in the mortal world, what an amazing person came out of the world, and dared to kill my heavenly envoy. ”

However, at this moment, a young man, carrying a peachwood sword on his back, was slowly climbing up the mountain.

He Weidao wondered, "Who is this man?" How did you find here? My Kunlun Immortal Gate, hidden behind the formation, the world is looking for immortals but not seeing the real mountain, only on the top of the mundane Kunlun, how did he find it? Well? It turns out that there is a cultivation, which is not bad, a monk in the god transformation period. is so young, when did such a rising star come out of the world. ”

There was a little disciple who seemed to remember something, was dumbfounded, and exclaimed: "Uncle Yasheng, isn't this the kid who came to ask for immortal fate a few years ago?" Yun Wuxian! That's right, Yun Wuxian! He came with Ma San. You also asked Ma San to kneel down and give you ** toes, and you fooled them with urine to fool them with fairy water, and deceived their three fairy swords......"

He Youdao had a calm face: "Shut up!" ”

Everyone squinted at Yun Wuxian.

One by one is arrogant, and the bull fork is not good. With the support of twelve true immortals behind him, who would look down on such garbage as Yun Wuxian.

The peachwood sword is good, tsk, it is barely a high-grade magic weapon in the world.

Well, the cultivation is not bad, and in more than half a year, it has become the stage of transforming into a god. But so what? Can you beat the Twelve True Immortals?

What is this kid doing today?

Sent to death?

Yun Wuxian didn't come to send him to death.

He's here to count.

He came to everyone, looked up at the sky, like a fool, stretched out his fingers, looked at the true immortals in the sky, and counted them one by one: "One...... Two...... Three...... Ten...... Eleven...... Twelve...... Well, that's good, not a single one is missing. ”

(End of chapter)