The people in the field, who don't know that Zhuang Xia is a powerful force and a great master with a sword, is the first person in the world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the great masters of the past could not distinguish the first in the world, and Zhuang Xia was born, then the title of the first in the world would undoubtedly fall on Zhuang Xia's head.

Such a terrible character, who would dare not listen to his words?! Especially since they couldn't grasp Zhuang Xia's temperament, if they were cut down by Zhuang Xia's sword, what a pity it would be to die.

Ignoring those flies and dogs, Zhuang Xia said to the abbot of Songshan Temple: "What else is important in the Demon Suppression Cave?"

The abbot stood his palm: "Amitabha, Zhuang donor, the Demon Cave is the place where my Songshan Temple has imprisoned the demon in the past dynasties, and the fierce atmosphere is deep, and it is not suitable to enter."

Those demons sneaked into my Songshan Temple, in order to steal the secret book of martial arts, but were captured by the monks in the temple, because they couldn't bear to kill, I hope they will turn back to the shore and be imprisoned in the Demon Cave.

I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, but it's a pity that Aunt Yumiaodao.

The Demon Cave is empty, if there is something special, it is just a special solid, after the blessing of the holy monks of my Songshan Temple, even the great master can not escape.

Among them, there were many traces of demon practice, and the poor monks were afraid that these things would harm people, so they prevented them from entering.

The eighth-generation sword master was indeed imprisoned in it back then, and my Songshan Temple was just to get rid of demons, so I designed to trick him into the demon cave.

A few years later, the eighth generation of sword masters broke out with powerful skills to take revenge on my Songshan Temple, the monks in the temple suffered heavy casualties, and Songshan Temple was weakened for decades, and it has not fully recovered its vitality. ”

"Is that nothing?" Zhuang Xia asked.

"It's true that there are no immortals. The abbot smiled bitterly.

I don't know where the news of the Sword Bone Immortal Book in the Demon Cave of Songshan Temple came from, after all, no one has spread it in the past few decades.

But on the occasion of the Arhat ceremony held in Songshan Temple, this news flew all over the sky, attracting many demons and scheming people in the rivers and lakes.

It can be said that it was this news that led to a battle between the good and the devil, which almost wiped out the Songshan Temple, and almost changed the situation in the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, Zhuang Xia was born out of nowhere, which changed this ending.

Zhuang Xia said: "Then let them see, otherwise, they will not be willing to die." ”

Don't hit the south wall and don't look back, this sentence is applicable to many people.

If there is a sword bone through the immortal code in the demon subduing cave, those demons will not be able to practice? Songshan Temple will not put it away?

But even if many people present may think about it, they still have a little bit of luck.

"This ...... All right. Zhuang Xia spoke, and the abbot had no choice but to do so.

So many people in the rivers and lakes rubbed their shoulders into the demon subjugation cave, expecting to find that the sword bone passed through the immortal codex, and was able to soar into the sky.

But when they entered happily, they came out disappointed, the Demon Cave was just a small space, and there was nothing except iron on all sides.

There were countless fist marks on the wall, with an evil aura, which was obviously caused by the Demon Gate Exercises.

A quarter of an hour later, these people were lost, and the so-called rumors were just rumors, what immortal code was in the Demon Suppression Cave, it was bullshit.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhuang Xia and many people from the sect entered, curious about what the Demon Suppression Cave looked like.

Slowly walking into the demon cave, the various artistic conceptions that came from all sides were chaotic, obviously left by many masters.

Feeling the remaining traces of martial arts, Zhuang Xia couldn't help but sigh, I don't know how many demon masters have been trapped in this life until they turn into dry bones.

And the strongest of them is the thick Buddhist atmosphere, as well as a sky-high sword intent, and the domineering self-respecting seems to overlook this world.

Zhuang Xia turned around and left, there was nothing to see here, there was indeed nothing.

The matter here is over, and the abbot of Songshan Temple tried his best to keep Zhuang Xia to rest for a few days, but Zhuang Xia didn't want to stay, so he left immediately.

As for many sects and forces in the rivers and lakes, they have also left, and Zhuang Xia's name will become famous all over the world with their return to the four corners of the world.

I believe that soon, Zhuang Xia's name as the first person in the world will be recognized by the world.

The scenery of Songshan is still the same, the trees are erect, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, it seems that it has not been affected by today's chaos and killing, and today's scenery will reappear again and again after thousands of years.

Riding a horse, on the way, Chen Tunan said goodbye, he was going back, Mengxumen is rarely involved in the world, maybe he will not go down the mountain for several years after he goes back this time.

He doesn't have any joys and sorrows, he sleeps the same wherever he sleeps, as long as he can sleep.

The major events of the ages are just sleep.

Su Haoran and Zhuang Xia Huaying went to Luoyang City together, and went back all the way to the north.

Under the cliff behind Songshan Temple, Yu Miao's eyes were hazy with tears, looking at Mo Zhen, who was seriously injured and dying, and bandaged him for treatment.

After falling off the cliff, she wanted to die with Mo Zhen, but the speed before landing slowed down, and the two of them didn't die.

This strange scene, the fish was incomprehensible, hundreds of feet fell, and she didn't even have a slight injury.

She attributed all this to the mercy of the heavens, and immediately put her thoughts on Mo Zhen, who passed out after being seriously injured.

Mo Zhen's bones were broken a lot, especially the viscera, which was shattered by the displacement of the demon slayer, and he was unconscious at this time.

As for her sword, the injuries caused were still minor.

"You can't die, what will I do if you die!" Yu Miao carried Mo Zhen on her back, found a secluded place, touched Mo Zhen's face, and felt pain in her heart.

For her sword, she still couldn't forgive herself, and she felt even more sorry for Mo Zhen's pain.

At this moment, she forgot that she was the saint of the Holy Mother Palace, and forgot that Mo Zhen was the holy son of the True Demon Dao, and only thought that Mo Zhen could recover and live well.

She used her true qi to heal Mo Zhen's injuries, with a strong face, I must let you live, definitely.

In Luoyang City, Zhuang Xia and the three of them walked into an inn, and as soon as they entered, Su Haoran's whole person was stunned, and looked at the girl who played the erhu stupidly.

Zhuang Xia smiled, it was really lucky, she didn't expect them to run into Yiyi and her grandfather again so soon.

"Miss Yiyi!" Su Haoran spoke, and Yiyi turned to look at him.

Finding that it was Su Haoran, Yiyi's face was slightly red, and the erhu stopped and turned his head in a panic.

Yiyi's grandfather, even the old storyteller, naturally saw Su Haoran, this kid wanted to trick his granddaughter into leaving, he almost died of anger.

He is such a precious granddaughter, where is he willing to be deceived by this kid who has only met once, he didn't beat this kid hard.

"Hmph, why are you again! It's bad luck, Yiyi, let's go. ”

The storyteller is about to pull Yiyi away, this kid looks stupid, but that face is righteous and handsome, and he is shameless, and his own Yiyi is not at ease with this kid.

Just the last time, Su Haoran courted again, and sent a love token, which immediately moved his granddaughter who was just beginning to fall in love.

Since then, Yi Yi has been watching him give him the jade pendant all day long, and everyone is fascinated by it.

Thinking of the way Yi Yi looked at the jade pendant and the strand of hair and smirked from time to time, the storyteller knew that what had happened to him, and his granddaughter was really moved.

And now that he met Su Haoran again, he felt even more unlucky, looked at Su Haoran with strict guard, and turned around to leave.

"Boss, Boss, stay, stay, have you eaten, how about you invite you to eat if you don't have a little student!" Su Haoran hurriedly went up.

"Get out of the way, we're leaving. The storyteller pushed Su Haoran away and almost knocked Su Haoran away.

Zhuang Xia looked at the old man with a smile, you old man is so old, but you still have so much strength, I am really afraid that Su Haoran will be slapped to death by you.

"Grandpa, haven't we eaten yet? Why don't we stay and eat! Brother Su is also kind. Yi Yi suddenly spoke, obviously not wanting to leave like this, the face that was not beautiful made Su Haoran look fascinated.

This is the woman he has been thinking about for a long time, Yiyi's move is obviously to give him a chance, and he doesn't know where to grasp it.

"Uncle, Xiaosheng has prepared good wine and food for you, and you can sit with your face, not to mention that Miss Yiyi is also hungry. Su Haoran licked his face and stepped forward to support the old storyteller, but Miss Yiyi gave her face and sat down.

This made the old storyteller's face twitch, you stupid girl, you sit down and I'm still a fart.

Su Haoran and Yiyi sang and harmonized, making the old man helpless, so he had to sit down to eat.

Zhuang Xia smiled, sat down with Huaying, and watched Su Haoran change from a humble gentleman to a stupid young man with clumsy hands and a clumsy mouth.

This Su Haoran seems to be really carried away by love,