Heading to the giant beast of the Qingtian Martial Mansion, after Xie Qinghou said a few words, there was no more news.

Lin Huang sighed helplessly, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

But there's always something fun.

After all, it was Xie Qinghou.

Ten years of lying on the salary, before the battle of Yin Yang Valley, he helped the entire thirteen kills sweep away all the people of the Blood Spirit Hall hidden in the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Then, Lin Huang asked about Lin Cangxue's current situation, and his brows couldn't help but raise slightly.

Apprentice Li Taixuan!

When he heard the news, Lin Huang was stunned for a while. He had heard of this name, but he didn't know anything about who Li Taixuan was.

Lin Huang set his eyes on Pei Xiufu and asked the latter.

Pei Xiufu was also a little stunned, I don't know why Lin Huang suddenly mentioned Li Taixuan, and then said slowly: "The three-foot peach blossom is drunk, a sword opens the sky, and the immortal Li Taixuan!"

"Before the age of seventeen, this man was famous for his poetry and books. When he was twenty years old, his confidante died of incense, and since then he has stepped into the rivers and lakes with peach blossoms in his hand. Ten years into the Saint King realm, another ten years into the Saint Emperor realm!"

In just 20 years, Li Taixuan was drunk with three-foot peach blossoms and won the pinnacle of swordsmanship. He is good at taking people's heads with a sword, and is known as the first of the three great swords today!"

"This man has a long life and an elusive personality. A hundred years ago, for a dog, he fought against Xue Qingshan, the master of the human army. I also used to be a Qinglou woman, the sword came out of the land of ice and snow, and she would fight against Ye Canglan, the sword god of thousands of years!"

"Even Qin Jue Luo Xiaoxiang, such a peerless woman, has followed Li Taixuan crazily!"

As soon as Pei Xiufu opened his mouth, he was gushing.

It seems that this old man, who is over 100 years old, also has the same goal of worship and faith in his heart, and his face is full of excitement.

"Today, among the three great sword masters, only Li Taixuan is the only one. Except for the latter, who clearly stated more than twenty years ago that Li Jiangye might be qualified to compete with him in the way of the sword, no one can argue with him on the sword!"

"It's a pity, because of the catastrophe of Taiqing's Xuanshuang Secret Realm back then, Li Jiangye joined the Dao prematurely, cut off all his luck and forcibly stepped into the Saint King Realm, and he no longer has the qualifications to compete with Li Taixuan's Sword Dao!"

Pei Xiufu sighed and said with a look of regret.

Lin Huang also sighed slightly, not only shocked by Li Taixuan's experience, but also felt extremely sorry for Li Jiangye. At the same time, there was a trace of guilt in my heart.

If it weren't for his family, the middle-aged man in the Chunfeng Building at the end of the alley in the north of the Hundred Battles City would not know how high-spirited he should be now, and he would ask the sword world.

"Big brother...... Who are you talking about Li Jiangye?"

On the side, Li Chunfeng leaned his head over with some restraint, although he was young, he could hear something. Even if you don't know who Li Taixuan is, you know that the person who can shock Lin Huang must be extremely terrifying.

And this white-haired old man said that Li Jiangye could compete with this person, and Li Chunfeng was a little puzzled.

He knew his father, how could he be the kind of invincible big man in the world?

It's just that in the hearts of every child, they hope that their father is incomparably strong, so strong that he is lawless.

Lin Huang touched Li Chunfeng's head and smiled warmly, but he didn't answer the latter's question, but only said slightly: "Practice your sword well!"

"Oh!"

Li Chunfeng retracted his head in some frustration.

Lin Huang's heart was still agitated, he never thought that Lin Cangxue would have such an opportunity to worship under the door of a holy emperor.

It is also the world's pinnacle of swordsmanship, Li Taixuan.

Lin Huang was very happy.

It's also very reassuring.

Frosting the thirteen killing tokens in his hand, Lin Huang then passed a message to Lin Cangxue, "I'm in the Qingtian Martial Mansion of the Taixuan Domain, it's good......! It's where my father and mother stayed!"

At the end of the news, on the mountain path, a woman dressed in white, like clear water out of hibiscus, stopped, her delicate body stiffened slightly, and then turned her head to look at the middle-aged man who was drunk on the donkey behind her.

"Master, I want to go to the Taixuan Domain!"

Lin Cangxue bit her red lip lightly, and said after a little hesitation.

On the thin little donkey, the drunken Li Taixuan raised the empty wine jug in his hand, shook his hand, and said in a daze:

"There's nothing to go to, Lin Taiqing and Nantang Aya are no longer too Xuanyu! Going to the sword mound to pursue the true meaning of the way of the sword is the most important thing, which is related to who will be in charge of the world's sword path in the next thousand years!"

On the little donkey, the drunken middle-aged man spoke in an extremely casual tone, but it made Lin Cangxue's snow-white face tense, because this was the first time she had heard the word important from the mouth of Li Taixuan, who was in the world.

"Master, you know my ......"

Lin Cangxue then spoke, but the meaning was already obvious, naturally curious why Li Taixuan knew where he came from.

Li Taixuan waved his hand, sat up from the donkey, and said lazily: "I went to see a person two days ago, had a fight, and learned some news!"

Lin Cangxue's slender and delicate eyebrows were raised, and her expression was a little surprised.

Li Taixuan shook the empty wine jug in his hand, then raised it to Lin Cangxue, and said with a smile: "No wine!"

Lin Cangxue shook her head suddenly, "I said before, I can drink up to three bottles a day, but there are no more."

The smile on Li Taixuan's face froze suddenly, and then he said a little angrily: "A few days ago, Master did that person named Lin Huang a great favor!"

Lin Cangxue sighed in surprise......

"That kid is now domineering in the world. As long as he doesn't fool around and cultivates hard for more than ten or twenty years, there is a place for him in the Saint King realm!"

"That's ......"

Lin Cangxue slowly chewed Li Taixuan's words, and then with a smile on her face, she took out the Tibetan wine that originally belonged to Li Taixuan from the storage ring, "Then add a pot today!"

Li Taixuan was immediately furious.

Lin Cangxue had already turned around and walked towards the front of the mountain path.

Li Taixuan slapped his forehead with a sigh, and then snorted coldly and said very ungracefully: "That kid owes the master a favor, if he sees me in the future, it is not too much to prepare a hundred pots of wine!"

"It's okay, I've got a lot of here!"

Lin Cangxue squinted and smiled, her steps were much happier.

Li Taixuan suddenly beat his chest angrily, lay down on the donkey again, and secretly scolded Li Baiyi angrily in his heart. In vain, he was romantic, and the rules of heaven and earth were unrestrained, but he didn't expect to be deceived by Li Baiyi into accepting a disciple.

Sometimes it's quite heartwarming.

But sometimes, my elbow turns outward......

If you don't drink alcohol, it's going to kill you.

On the little donkey, Li Taixuan cherished the last pot of wine today, sighed heavily, and the sorrow that had disappeared for hundreds of years came back to his heart, he looked at the delicate and green girl in front of him, and deliberately said loudly:

"Hey...... Lying high in the clouds for hundreds of years, Li Taixuan, a self-proclaimed romantic immortal, has fallen to the dust!