March was chased by the old dog for a long time, quite embarrassed, the old dog is a dead virtue, open and close the mouth to bite people.

Phantom sound's clothes have been slammed, and they have been steamed dry with spiritual energy in March, holding it in the palm of his hand to observe curiously, and for the first time he has been close to the magic weapon.

Could it be that the magic weapons are so light as a feather?

March knew that this magic weapon was sealed by Ni Yunsheng, so the aura was introverted!

The faint aroma hit, and March couldn't help but think about it, I wonder if Ni Yunshang Fairy smells so good?

Ni Yunshang didn't leave and stayed tonight. March lingered at the door for a long time before he went up and knocked on the door, "Fairy, I'm here to return my clothes." ”

"Come in. There was a faint lazy sound in the room.

The moment he pushed the door open, a stream of hot water steam hit, and through a piece of gauze, it was vaguely visible that there was a scene of Yiren bathing in the bathtub behind him! March was stunned, feeling extremely inappropriate, and his heart became difficult.

"Fairy, Yuanchen has no intention of offending ......"

"You don't have to bother yourself, you and I are both monks, there is no distinction between yin and yang in the cultivation path, the yin and yang of the Great Dao complement each other, even the joy of men and women is also the common sense of the Great Dao. Ni Yunshang said with tiredness.

March's face turned red, Ni Yunsheng's heart was so detached, he was devoted to the Tao, and there was no dust in his heart.

Walking up and hanging up the phantom sound's clothes, March said apologetically: "It's Yuanchen who is presumptuous, and the fairy is not surprised." With that, March breathed a sigh of relief and exited the door.

After walking a few steps to the courtyard, after three months, he was suddenly startled, and cold sweat flowed behind his back, only then did he remember that Ni Yunshang was cultivating the way of illusion, and the moment he entered the door, it turned out that he had been hit by illusion. If you don't have enough heart, you won't be able to get out of that room!

Damn it, you played with me like that.

Inside the house, just as March imagined, Ni Yunshang sat cross-legged on the seat from beginning to end, only to see Yuanchen come in and set an illusion to test his mind.

"Could it be that he saw through the illusion? He can't do it with his realm, and it seems that his heart is firmer than ordinary people. Ni Yunshang muttered to herself, beckoned, and the phantom sound clothes were draped on her body, and she returned to her dignified and cold fairy appearance.

Walking in the courtyard in March, absent-mindedly, the temple will be imminent. All kinds of Tianjiao gathered, I don't know how many Tianjiao will shine, and the blockbuster dark horses must be endless.

Following.

In March, I went to the Queen Mother Temple, and came to the Yue Wang City these days, I heard all kinds of secrets of the old man who guarded the temple, it is said that the old man who guarded the temple was the invincible general of the Baiyue Kingdom, and then the Baiyue Kingdom was destroyed, and he returned to the countryside and became the temple keeper.

This time, March wanted to thank the old man for his kindness.

Most of the people who come to the Queen Mother Temple these days are monks, and at the very time when the temple fair is approaching, all the monks gather, and naturally they will inevitably come to worship the most famous Queen Mother Temple in Baiyue.

An unbelievable thing has happened in the Queen Mother Temple these days, and the Queen Mother stone statue has shed tears, which is unprecedented.

As a result, many rumors were born, the most widely circulated of which was that the Queen Mother had compassion for the people and foresaw that bad luck would happen, and tears were the signs.

Among them, there is also a widely circulated story, saying that the Queen Mother saw that the Baiyue country was not a country, and the people of Baiyue were miserable, and hated it, so she shed tears.

The old man who guards the temple never comes forward to refute rumors, and he has always been low-key, like an ordinary old man. It's just that many sects avoid it, and few people dare to make trouble here, don't guard the old man in the temple with a deep back, even if the big man comes, he doesn't dare to straighten his waist in the old man guarding the temple.

As usual, the old man who guarded the temple swept the stone steps, went back to recite the scriptures, and afterwards lit incense on the cliff in the back mountain. March found the old man guarding the temple and said a polite word of thanks, but the old man didn't speak, turned his back to March, looked at the back mountain, and waited for the young man to say that he was tired. The old man pointed to dozens of mountain peaks, "This homeland used to be the place where the Queen Mother founded the mountain, and later Kyushu became a country, and the Queen Mother was the founding queen, and the once supreme holy land is now in shambles, what do you think?"

Once the Queen Mother opened a mountain here, brewed for countless years, came to rule Kyushu, established a supreme dynasty, called the country of Qianyin, this is the glorious history that countless people know.

The 10,000-year-old dynasty is a pity that the glory has fallen into the dust, the world is nine points, and the Three Kingdoms have perished, which is a sigh of song.

"There is no eternal glory, only eternal glory. You are a general, this land has the glory you left behind to suppress this mountain and river, demons and monsters can only retreat, and the powerful tribes do not dare to make trouble, this is the blessing of Baiyue, with you, the people can work in peace and contentment. March replied.

The old man guarding the temple closed his eyes, what March said was true, it was because of him to guard this land, although the country was destroyed, his power was still alive, and no tribe dared to make trouble.

"The years are not forgiving, I am old, and the generals under my command are no longer in their prime, for the sake of this land, the remnants of the veteran soldiers have a home and cannot return to ...... Some of them don't even have a home!" the old man who guarded the temple looked at the mountain behind him and sighed infinitely in his heart.

Looking at the back of the old man in March, I unconsciously felt that the old man was no longer a hunchback, and the back of the wind erosion was majestic, and there was too much support on his shoulders.

The hands on the back are the spirit of the mountains and rivers!

Walking a few steps forward in March, looking at the magnificent mountains and rivers behind the cliffs, there must be a long-cherished wish of the old man hidden under this for many years, perhaps because of this magnificent mountains and rivers, Baiyue can be calm.

"There is one thing I don't know if the younger generation should talk about. March Road.

"When you have spoken, you intend to ask it, and speak it. The old man guarding the temple didn't reply.

"Back then, there were you in the Baiyue Kingdom, why did you still destroy the country?" This is the truth that has been unclear in March, the general is a killing god, and the Xuanwu killing sword comes out, and the blood flows like a river, with him, it is impossible for the Baiyue country to be destroyed, but then the Baiyue country was destroyed overnight.

The old past is mixed with too many questions, just like the fact that no one can accept at the beginning, why can the generals of the Baiyue State perish overnight? No matter how bad it is, there are still the Yue Wang and the Yue Wang sword, the Yue King is brave, and he is not inferior to the general, but later he lifted the sword to kill himself, which is the greatest sorrow of the Baiyue.

The old man who guards the temple knows all the old things in his heart are rotten in his stomach, but he doesn't like to mention these things to others, and even his temperament has changed.

This question was not answered by the old man who guarded the temple.

March wasn't the kind of person who didn't know what to do, and he didn't bring it up again.

There were many people in the temple, and some scholars with crepe and crepe made the folding fans in their hands very good-looking, and they were all graceful, for fear that others would not know that they were weak scholars. But often this kind of person actually pretends to be out, don't think that the handsome girls don't know, in fact, these monks look like suave scholars, just to win the attention of girls. Just like those girls, they are dressed up in fancy ways, for fear that they will not attract the attention of those handsome 'scholars'.

March doesn't have a good impression of this kind of person, just like Lan Zhongshu who was killed by him, isn't that guy also well-dressed?

On the way down the mountain, March passed by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and then the two suddenly stopped.

"Yuanchen?"

"Gou Wenhua?"

The boy continued to climb the stairs up the hill, and a sentence came. "I heard that your sword is very powerful, I don't know which is stronger or weaker than my sword!"

"I'm looking forward to seeing your flying sword, too. "March Dao, I don't have any good impression of Gou Wenhua, he is the young city lord of Yue Wang City, he has a strong talent in swordsmanship, and later worshiped the Ziyun Immortal Gate, the Purple Cloud Immortal Gate practiced swordsmanship, different from the sword of the worldly sects outside, they have a sword fetus in their bodies, and they raise swords with their bodies, and they practice with swords.

Fighting and killing enemies are all sacrifices of flying swords, and in their opinion, flying swords are part of their bodies.

At the beginning, Red Lotus almost died tragically, but it was caused by an attack by a monk from the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, and the demon book fell into the hands of that monk, and its whereabouts are still unknown.

Gou Wenhua is not only the young city lord, but also very famous in the Purple Cloud Immortal Gate, in the realm of true spirits, Gou Wenhua can be regarded as the most outstanding sword cultivator, and this temple fair is the favorite to win the championship.

Of course, there are two other people, one is the young genius of the Shi family, Shi Wangfei. Shi Wangfei is the most prestigious young generation of the Shi family, worship into the Valley of Ten Thousand Knives to learn art, the temple will be imminent, these days back to the family, heard that the brother was killed by Yuanchen, immediately said angrily, will be in this temple fair to kill Yuanchen's first sacrifice brother.

The other man was from a tribal genius named Luo Qiong, a short and sturdy boy with dark skin and a sincere smile when he smiled, but his methods were terrifying.

It's a pity that in this temple fair, the strong people who turn into dragons are not allowed to participate, otherwise those Tianjiao can't sit still.

It is not excluded that those heavenly talents who have been hidden by the snow will participate, and some powerful tribes have strong backgrounds and disdain the rewards of the temple fair, so they have not sent geniuses from the tribe to participate.

So there are only four favourites to win the fair, and March is one of them.

Back in Beiyuan Lane, March happened to meet Honglian going out, so he asked curiously, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the Wu Clan Ruins, and by the way, inquire about the news of the Purple Cloud Immortal Gate, and take my demon book, it's time to settle this account with them. ”

"You're gone, what do you want to do? I'm going to go to the temple fair these days, if someone finds out that the evil swordsman has not returned for a long time, and has bad intentions, but no one will protect Wuxin's safety. ”

"Don't worry, in the name of the evil swordsman, no one dares to enter in Yue Wang City openly, and there is no one to take that painting away. Besides, these drinkers in Beiyuan Lane are not good at stubble. After Honglian finished speaking, she left.

Wuxin cast a sharp iron building on this day, and threw it out of the courtyard, and several idle market men hurriedly went up to pick it up, as long as the sword that came out of this courtyard was still out, it was a fine sword with iron like clay, and it could be sold for a lot of money.

These days, March has understood one thing, these market men look at the mountains and have nothing to do, looking like market hooligans, in fact, there are a lot of articles in it, these market men are actually cultivated, and they stay in Beiyuan Lane all day to drink, in fact, they are the Deadpool of King Yue before his death, and they were sent to guard the evil swordsman in his old age.

If it was the previous evil sword master, where would he be protected by a few little minions, but in order to forge the Yue Wang Sword and the Xuanwu Killing Sword, he exhausted his vitality, became old and unbearable, and was unable to do so, so the evil sword master did not drive people away, but let them go outside the alley, as long as it did not disturb his purity, he let them go.

Later, after the death of King Yue, Liu Jiansheng saw that these people had no money for drinking, so he asked his apprentices to throw the cast iron sword out of the courtyard and give them wine money in disguise.