With Yu Shi's call, six figures slowly walked out of the bush behind him, and one of them combed his hair and hair in three buns~ The gray Pu feather crown stood tall, and his arm was lightly brushed, taking advantage of the clean and clean gray robe to show more dust, but his face was slightly white at this time, he covered his mouth and coughed lightly and silently took out a black pill, and only when his chest qi was slightly flattened and his cheeks returned to Yin Hong, he shook the dust in the worried eyes of the juniors and disciples beside him and said lightly: "It's nothing~, I, Ma Danyang, are not yet the time to feather~!" ”

"Senior brother~, you haven't rested for a few days~, now there are no two junior sisters in the ancestral court who are guarding the rule and quiet, why don't you rest and stay late~!" Looking at the situation of the senior brother, Changchun Zhenrenqiu, who was closest to him, couldn't help but step forward and wanted to help, and the others were also nervous and caring. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hmm~!" Ma Yu responded lightly~ However, his body slowly stepped forward to avoid the palm of his junior brother, and then waved his hand to the nephew who was covered by the Dao crown but the black temples were still steaming and weird, and asked: "Salute~, you said that the figure is really related to this~!" ”

Hearing the sound~, Zhao Zhijing, who was respectfully standing behind several uncles and uncles, also hurriedly stepped forward, waved his hands and whispered: "Yes~Master Uncle~, although the disciple was in a coma at the time, he still vaguely remembered that the person was finally marching in this direction~!" ”

And the Feather Warrior Iron-Footed Immortal King just now also took a slight step back and stared at his disciple, frowned and said, "Can you see clearly~?" The stakes are high, don't ~talk nonsense~? ”

"Master~, disciple doesn't dare! Moreover, there was a purple-shirted woman who had been chatting with that person for a long time, and many disciples in the sect were expected to see him! Zhao Zhijing heard the master's question, and instantly lowered his explosive head in horror and respectfully.

With Zhao Zhijing's words, the six sons of Quanzhen nodded their heads, about the purple-shirted woman, they had already understood it in the sect, but they didn't see it in person, so they had to be more sure, after all, although Zhongnan Quanzhen was temporarily peaceful at this time, several people knew that the mountain rain was coming, and the wind was still in danger.

Then he turned his eyes to look at the mountainside that once belonged to the Forbidden Land of Quanzhen, and the six people looked at each other lightly, their eyes flickered, and they nodded their heads slightly. They still have deeper conjectures in their hearts~ But they don't know if it belongs to themselves and others!

After a few people stood for a while~, Danyangzi Ma Yucang's beard slowly opened his lightly closed eyes with the wind swaying, brushed his arms and hands, bowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Ma Danyang, a disciple of the Chongyang Zhenren of the Quanzhen Sect, and all his junior disciples are here to visit the old friends of Zhongnan Mountain~, please see me!" ”

……

A gust of wind blew~, except for the continuous chirping of birds, beasts and insects in the bushes in the forest beside him, but there was no sound.

Ma Danyang was not discouraged at all, and still recited with a smile on his face: "Ma Danyang, a true disciple of the Chongyang True Sect of the Quanzhen Sect, and all his junior disciples are here to visit the old friends of Zhongnan Mountain~, please see the old friends!" ”

"Whew~" Qing exhaled his breath and suppressed his body, Ma Danyang was just about to open his mouth to speak again, but the empty and ordinary forest road not far in front of him suddenly swayed, and then the void was like the surface of Bitan water, and in the ripples, he slowly stepped out of a pale white figure of Yan Yanyan.

Lin Xiang'er is extremely cold except for someone else, and this time is no exception, her eyebrows just swept the seven people on the edge of the forest, and she asked softly, "What's the matter~?" ”

Although it is a question, the tone is unwavering, and it makes people feel like they are facing the flowing spring.

For the jade girl heart of the ancient tomb lineage. As a disciple who has followed Wang Chongyang for many years, the seven sons of Quanzhen understand it, and Ma Yu smiled and responded indifferently: "It turned out to be Miss Lin~, Danyang and the junior brothers are a little disturbed today!" ”

"......" Lin Xiang'er, who was dressed in light white silk, blinked lightly, looked at him silently, and did not speak.

And Danyangzi Ma Yu glanced at the few junior disciples who were slightly half a step away from him, and the stunned but the same eyes shook his head slightly, and he couldn't help but fantasize about the reason why the master might enter the Tao that day, and then sighed and waved his hands and said: "Miss Lin~, I really don't hide it~, this time Danyang is indeed something~, I don't know if the girl knows that some time ago, a young man came to visit Zhongnanshan to my Quanzhen Sect~? ”

Although the situation of the Quanzhen Sect was miserable at that time, and most of the Daoists in the sect now had scars, but in this eventful autumn, when it involved the supreme power of inhuman beings, Ma Yu still spoke softly and forbearingly.

As soon as Lin Xiang'erfu on the side heard this, her cold and jade-like face couldn't help but frown, and then waved her hand and said, "That person is not here now~!" ”

"...... Now"

Hearing the sound~, the eyes of the six sons of Quan Zhen were slightly shining, and they gave up as Ma Yu's cheeks showed a strange red color, and after a while~ Ma Yu shook his head and gently refused, then stroked his chest and said: "Oh~, but I don't know where that son is now~?" ”

Lin Xiang'er glanced at them strangely, and a Ma Yuqiu and others wanted to seek revenge! Thinking of Wang Ming's means of being either a god or an immortal, he still said loudly: "I don't know~!" ”

Although she was a little annoyed with Wang Chongyang because of the young lady, but now that people are dying, they will not easily be angry with their disciples, Daosun, in case Wang Chongyang's disciples really anger someone~ As a result, she didn't want to, but Lin Chaoying passed down the ancient tomb to accept apprentices and apprentices, but the act of taking the portrait of Wang Chongyang is indispensable.

For Lin Xiang'er's cold and slightly revealing strange eyes, how could the experienced Ma Yu not see it, and hurriedly shook his hand with the swing of the dust: "Miss Lin misunderstood~, Danyang and the juniors and disciples have no malice, and they are not seeking revenge, just because there are really several disciples here who are dizzy and lost their minds a few days ago~, and I and my juniors are also worried about what is wrong with this ancient tomb~!" ”

Lin Xiang'er nodded slightly, then turned around directly and walked towards the formation boundary Lin Dao, since she had already seen it, it was naturally fine.

Looking at her movements, Ma Yu's mouth couldn't help but tremble, and then hurriedly shouted: "Miss Lin~, but I don't know where that son is now~?" ”

As Ma Yu's anxious voice came, the body of the girl who had already stepped into the middle with the ripples of her legs, knees and jade feet stagnated slightly, and after a long time, she stopped and said coldly: "Now he seems to be in Jinguo Kyoto!" ”

"Jinguo Kyoto~?" Qiu Chuji on the side frowned and muttered to himself when he heard this, and then also asked: "When will that son return~?" ”

"Alas~You bull noses are not annoying~, can't you practice honestly if you're fine~, you have to disturb me and Sister Xiang'er to play poker! I want revenge! ”

Just when Qiu Chuji asked again~, Ning Yu Xiao Lori finally couldn't help but get out of the formation enchantment, wiped off the seven or eight notes pasted on the tip of her cheek and nose, and puffed out her delicate waist angrily.

“……”

"Hmph~" Looking at the staring expressions of those cow noses, Ning Yu little Lori snorted and raised her head and spit out incense. His tongue pulled up Lin Xiang'er's jade arm surrounded by white silk, and after a while, he pouted and snorted coldly: "Flower heart stinky villain~, don't bother with Miss Ben!" ”

It wasn't until Wang Ming, who was far away in Beijing, shook his head speechlessly and withdrew his perception from the array that he waved his hand to Lin Xiang'er and said, "Hurry up~ Sister Xiang'er, Sister Tingting and I have been waiting for you in the house for a long time~, I will definitely not let you again this time!" ”

"Got it~ Sister Ning Yu!" For Ning Yu's majestic appearance just now, Lin Xiang'er couldn't help but smile lightly, and then her eyebrows thought about it, and her jade fingers wiped slightly, but she instantly ejected a golden pill with introverted spiritual power and veins: "Your body is already unbearable, I'm afraid time is running out~, there is still a spirit pill for you to use!" ”

With the last cold sound from the two girls disappearing into the void ripples, Danyangzi Ma Yu suddenly felt that there was an extra golden round thing in his palm, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and only after a moment did he bow his head and sigh: "It's unfathomable again!" ”

"Senior Brother~!" "Senior Brother~!" "Senior Brother~...... you"

It wasn't until there were several anxious calls in his ears that Ma Yufang came to his senses, looked at the caring and nervous eyes of the five junior disciples, casually brushed the blood that flowed out of the cangsu on his lower lip, sniffed the light fragrance from the palm pill and waved his hand and smiled: "It's okay, and~, isn't this pill just to verify my previous guess~?" ”

As soon as the words fell, his eyes closed for a moment, and the golden pill in the palm of his hand also went straight down, and his upright body was also sitting cross-legged on the stone ground at his feet.

"Senior Brother~!" "Senior Brother~!"

"Okay~No need to shout~, since Senior Brother Danyang has made a decision, let's just protect the Fa!" After a few more shouts, the Taoist priest who was burly and muscular, and did not look like a Taoist priest, Zhenzi Tan, waved his hand and interrupted.

And Liu Chuxuan, who was independent for a long time and didn't like to speak, had already jumped silently to the top of the mountainside.

Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuji looked at each other, and they also looked for a place to guard and take care of them, and Hao Datong, the son of Guangning, who was left at the end, moved to swing his head, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the dull-looking nephew behind him, and his eyes couldn't help but flicker, and his mouth moved slightly, but he was covered by a thick arm in an instant.

Tan Chuduan shook his head heavily, and waited for him to slowly sit on the ground with his head closed and his eyes closed~ Fang only pursed his lips and turned his eyes to look at him, and in the shadow of a certain forest trunk, Wang Chuyi's bloodshot eyes slipped off as he looked around, but he didn't know when a trace of crystal slipped off, and before he left his face, he had already agitated the internal force to evaporate and dissipate.

"Ah......h

Half an hour later, with the passage of time, the sun shines, and a continuous and deep sound suddenly sounded over the shady mountain forest, the mountains and forests are quiet, and the forest road is also a few soft calls at the right time.

"Senior Brother~!" "Senior Brother Danyang~!" "Senior brother~ How are you now?"

"Whew~, nothing to do~, this Dan Dayi~ I have broken through the realm of innate mysteries!"

"Really~? Brother! ”

"Hmm!" With Tan's question, Ma Yu, who had just opened his eyes, bowed his head slightly, and his palm revealed a jade-like white light, and he gently pressed it on the bluestone in front of him, but he was half an inch deep in it in an instant.

"Okay~, since the senior brother has been promoted to the innate realm~, won't that make the sword left by the Pure Yang Patriarch~?"

"Whew~ Nine years and a sword ear!" Ma Yu spat out when he heard the voice, and then turned his eyes to look at the junior brother who was silent, and sighed slightly: "Everywhere~, all this is for my true lineage, bring the tribute back to the view~, in a few **** and other junior disciples will be buried for him!" ”

"Senior brother~, don't say persuasion~, Yuyang understands!" Hearing the sound~ Wang Chu opened his bloodshot eyes, shook his head, and smiled reluctantly.

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With Yu Shi's call, six figures slowly walked out of the bush behind him, and one of them combed his hair and hair in three buns~ The gray Pu feather crown stood tall, and his arm was lightly brushed, taking advantage of the clean and clean gray robe to show more dust, but his face was slightly white at this time, he covered his mouth and coughed lightly and silently took out a black pill, and only when his chest qi was slightly flattened and his cheeks returned to Yin Hong, he shook the dust in the worried eyes of the juniors and disciples beside him and said lightly: "It's nothing~, I, Ma Danyang, are not yet the time to feather~!" ”

"Senior brother~, you haven't rested for a few days~, now there are no two junior sisters in the ancestral court who are guarding the rule and quiet, why don't you rest and stay late~!" Looking at the situation of the senior brother, Changchun Zhenrenqiu, who was closest to him, couldn't help but step forward and wanted to help, and the others were also nervous and caring.

"Hmm~!" Ma Yu responded lightly~ However, his body slowly stepped forward to avoid the palm of his junior brother, and then waved his hand to the nephew who was covered by the Dao crown but the black temples were still steaming and weird, and asked: "Salute~, you said that the figure is really related to this~!" ”

Hearing the sound~, Zhao Zhijing, who was respectfully standing behind several uncles and uncles, also hurriedly stepped forward, waved his hands and whispered: "Yes~Master Uncle~, although the disciple was in a coma at the time, he still vaguely remembered that the person was finally marching in this direction~!" ”

And the Feather Warrior Iron-Footed Immortal King just now also took a slight step back and stared at his disciple, frowned and said, "Can you see clearly~?" The stakes are high, don't ~talk nonsense~? ”

"Master~, disciple doesn't dare! Moreover, there was a purple-shirted woman who had been chatting with that person for a long time, and many disciples in the sect were expected to see him! Zhao Zhijing heard the master's question, and instantly lowered his explosive head in horror and respectfully.

With Zhao Zhijing's words, the six sons of Quanzhen nodded their heads, about the purple-shirted woman, they had already understood it in the sect, but they didn't see it in person, so they had to be more sure, after all, although Zhongnan Quanzhen was temporarily peaceful at this time, several people knew that the mountain rain was coming, and the wind was still in danger.

Then he turned his eyes to look at the mountainside that once belonged to the Forbidden Land of Quanzhen, and the six people looked at each other lightly, their eyes flickered, and they nodded their heads slightly. They still have deeper conjectures in their hearts~ But they don't know if it belongs to themselves and others!

After a few people stood for a while~, Danyangzi Ma Yucang's beard slowly opened his lightly closed eyes with the wind swaying, brushed his arms and hands, bowed slightly and said in a deep voice: "Ma Danyang, a disciple of the Chongyang Zhenren of the Quanzhen Sect, and all his junior disciples are here to visit the old friends of Zhongnan Mountain~, please see me!" (To be continued.) )