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Looking at the broken teacups on several cases, Gunara was slightly distracted.

From the determined demeanor and eyes of her younger brother, Gunara seemed to see a new king. The reason why the king became the king is because he cherishes his life too much, and only by seeing his life as more important and precious than anything in the world can he stand at the top of all life in the world, not to mention the sister-brother relationship that has disappeared.

Gunnara was a little desolate when she recalled the boy who was resolute in the cold wind of the prairie, waving his saber and chopping stakes again and again.

She was a gentle sister at the time, but she never went back. She knew that at the moment when she said to drink tea, Gu Xuanyue had already concluded that there was no poison in the tea, and ordered herself to make the fastest decision and drink it in one gulp.

Killing and deciding, a strong and stable human emperor should be like this. In today's world, there are only two real kings within the reach of manpower, one is in the Rakshasa Ghost Kingdom in the Western Regions, and the other is in the Yingdu of Middle Earth; The continuation of the throne and the change of power are the only laws in the world, and I don't know what the situation in the world will be like if a younger and more eloquent prince succeeds to the throne after the death of the Rakshasa Ghost King.

Gunara fell into a rare contemplation, she hadn't thought about it for years. The world, the family, righteousness, hatred, all of this is not as stable and dull as Zhao Xiaohong gave her, thinking about these is too tiring. Even more tired was the past that could not be told to anyone, and before he knew it, Gunara took a sip of the herbal tea on the table, only to find that the tea cup in his hand was the one he had just used.

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At the end of the summer of the fifth year of Chunhua, the Southern Cultivation Sect began to converge towards the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain, and they had only one goal - the Immortal Soul Sect, which caused the world's public outrage.

The head of the southern sect, the Xianjian Sect, also has masters out of the mountain. Baili Yingyang took his baby daughter Baili Bing with a proud face to march between the green mountains and green peaks, a few miles behind them on the mountain road on a thin horse slowly walking, the young man on the horse held a gourd, while drinking, while admiring the mountains and rivers along the way.

As he walked and drank, the young man swayed on his horse as if he were drunk. The thin horse patrolled on the curved mountain road only a few feet wide, and there was a bottomless cliff on the side, and the young man riding on the horse was really shaking too much, making people worry that if they were not careful, they would fall into the abyss with their horses.

On the opposite side of the cliff, on the mountain road that is also a verdant peak, there are two beautiful Taoist aunts. One of them was dignified, and although he was nearly forty years old, his style was more bright and moving, with a smooth forehead, a high bun, and a pair of good-looking apricot eyes that shone with compassion. The other is young, immature and lovely, a sword is casually held in his hand, as if it is the first time to go out, like a bird out of the cage, rejoicing, looking at the mountains from time to time. Suddenly, seeing the thin young man who was crumbling on the opposite side, the little girl's heart trembled, a hint of playfulness flashed on her lovely face, and she shouted loudly: "People who are rushing on the other side! Be careful, don't get drunk!"

A crisp shout echoed between the peaks, "Drunk...... Drunk ......"

Although the Thin Horse Remnant Sword was swaying, it was still moving slowly, and the opposite mountain peak led to a few rare sects, and it was the appearance of two Dao Aunts, and Fu Qingshan, who was sitting on the horse, knew that they were from Lingxu Pavilion. Still picked up the gourd and poured it up, before he lazily responded: "Thank you Daoyou for reminding!"

"This person, hum!" Still drinking, still shaking, making Yu Acai very unhappy.

Elder Miaoyu glanced at Ah Cai lovingly, and began to explain to her the "Thin Horse Remnant Sword" that was famous in the Southern Sect.

For this young disciple who had just started, Miaoyu was full of joy, not only because she was recommended by herself, but also because she was beyond everyone's cultivation talent. It is worthy of being a genius who made the ancestral lotus bloom with twenty-nine petals, and he has reached the middle realm of the Apocalypse in less than a year, and more importantly, he has mastered several very powerful martial arts cultivation, and what is missing now is only experience. The gathering of the Southern Sects under the Immortal Soul Sect is not only a good opportunity to increase their knowledge and experience, but also an opportunity for young people to show their skills in front of many sects, adding luster to the Lingxu Pavilion that has been bleak for many years.

Ah Cai knew that her kindness was purely superfluous, so she didn't think about it, but she was even more excited in her heart, not because there was such a character who was also going to appear in front of the Immortal Soul Gate, but because she had already heard that Mr. Xu was also rushing to the Immortal Soul Gate.

The search for a doctor in Heifeng Town, the day and night of Bufeng Qianzhuang, and the gloomy parting of Ling Xuge, Ah Cai invisibly learned a lot from Xu Feng, she eagerly wanted to see Mr., let Xu Feng see his sharp swordsmanship, if she could get Mr. recognition would be her greatest happiness.

If she was alone, she would gallop away with the fastest body, but with an unhurried teacher by her side, Ah Cai had to follow suit and hide her eagerness in her heart.

Wudaokou, an open place under the mountain gate of the Immortal Soul Gate, where the five roads fork and extend towards the towering green mountains in the distance.

The sect that had already arrived early was lined up in bright armor, opening up the posture with the image of a righteous man, ready to kill the mountain gate. Everyone's eyes flashed with a scorching light, as if what was in front of them was not a three-thousand-year-old sect with insidious exercises, but a vault containing countless treasures, waiting for them to go up and rob it.

Yes, most sects are here to rob, or rob while the fire is burning. Some of these sects are not as good as the Immortal Soul Sect, their methods are more cruel, and the common people are even more unbearable, they are just small fish and shrimp in the cultivation sect, and there is no Immortal Soul Sect that does ugly things with such fanfare and vigor, causing an uproar in the south of the entire dynasty, and countless sects are the same enemy.

The crowd parted from the middle, and cultivators from all walks of life avoided it one after another, and several disciples of the same sect as the Burning Star Tower even bowed down.

The disciples of the Burning Star Tower, led by Ye Xiu and the third senior brother, followed the path of avoiding the way and came to the front of everyone. As the first famous faction to arrive, he naturally became the object of courtesy from various sects, Xu Feng enjoyed this kind of scenery that was looked down upon by others, with a reserved smile on his face, his eyes slowly swept over everyone, and suddenly there was a feeling of being at the scene of the spoils sharing conference.

At the moment of the great enemy, the Immortal Soul Gate seemed unusually quiet. The third senior brother Meng Gu and the fourth senior brother glanced at each other, and found that the two disciples who were originally guarding the mountain gate were also gone, leaving only hundreds of stone steps with white flowers in front of the empty mountain gate, which were extremely hot by the sun.

"All the junior brothers should be careful, now that this Immortal Soul Sect is so calm, I'm afraid there is something strange in this!"

Ye Xiu was originally dissatisfied with the disciples in the Martial Arts Sect, the gun in his hand smashed to the ground, and with a buzz, the ground at Wudaokou shook slightly, and he turned to face everyone and said loudly: "The Immortal Soul Gate has been frightened, and the turtle is cowering in the cave and does not dare to fight, which demons are to be killed, I will celebrate with you in the Burning Star Tower!"

"Senior Brother Ye is polite, exterminate the Immortal Soul Sect, my Renyi Sect will definitely support it!" said a rather prestigious sect leader.

"What Brother Ye said is extremely true, the Southern Sect is in the same spirit, and it should be the same enemy!" another sect disciple responded.

"We all listen to the Burning Star Tower!" the leader of a small sect raised his arms and shouted.

The voices that responded were higher than the other, and they were all leaders and masters of fame in various sects.

Ye Xiu naturally would not let go of this good opportunity to win over the southern sect, thinking of the master's deliberate friendship in the past few years, looking at the strong men of the sect who smiled and nodded respectfully, Ye Xiu was a little fluttering, feeling that he had become an elder of the sect, standing in front of the Burning Star Tower that went straight into the sky, and was worshiped by hundreds of thousands of disciples.

Ye Xiu's move was a bit too big in the eyes of Xu Feng and everyone, a small head disciple of another sect, who had not been as senior brother as the third senior brother for a long time, actually said in front of many sects that he represented the entire Burning Star Tower. What's more, Xu Feng beside him is the owner of the seal of the head of the family, and it stands to reason that he is the natural successor of the position of the head of the family.

Xu Feng hugged his arms for a long time, stabbed the thirteenth senior brother with his elbow, and said, "Senior brother, learn a little." ”

The thirteenth senior brother has always been silent, and even a little shy, but after all, he is a senior brother, and said solemnly: "Master taught us that cultivators focus on their fists, and no matter how good they are at their mouths, they are all false. ”

Fang Yutong said these words sincerely, under the upright temperament of Zhao Xiaohong, the disciples are all good at cultivating martial arts wholeheartedly, especially the third senior brother and the thirteenth senior brother.

Xu Feng's heart was hot, and he shook his head slightly, without reasoning with facts to prove that in many cases, a tongue that can speak well is worth thousands of troops. Xu Feng took out a brocade box from his arms and said solemnly, "Senior brother, this is for you." ”

The fragrance wafted by, and Fang Yutong knew that this brocade box was a dragon blood pill, and Xu Feng almost lost his life because of it.

"I don't ......"

"I won't listen to good words!" Xu Feng waved his hand pretending to be chic.

Looking at the senior brother who resolutely refused, Xu Feng looked a little helpless, so he had to say solemnly: "The Dragon Blood Pill was specially taken from you by me, because it was I who proposed to add you to the list of martial arts battles. The third senior brother is right, the battle of the Immortal Soul Gate is probably extremely dangerous, and the injuries on your body have not been healed, senior brother, don't shirk. ”

It was a bit quiet.

The third senior brother, the fourth senior brother and others, and even Xuan Peipei also looked at Xu Feng with surprise and approval, as if he had reacquainted himself with this junior brother who had been shocking since he started.

Among all the junior brothers in the Xiuwu Sect, except for Xu Feng, Fang Yutong, as a junior brother, is the most loved by the master, with the highest talent, the shortest entry time, and the most loyal to all the senior brothers. But the brothers didn't expect that Xu Feng, who was giggling on weekdays, also had such a real and delicate side.

Looking at the Dragon Blood Pill quietly placed in Xu Feng's hand, Fang Yutong's heart was hot, he didn't know what to say, Xu Feng knew that he would definitely come to the Immortal Soul Gate for the sake of Baili Bing, and he knew that the sword wound on his body had not been healed, so he didn't hesitate to take the Dragon Blood Pill from the martial arts arena for himself at the expense of serious injuries. Although he has received the help and favor of all the senior brothers, he has never seen such a passionate help, maybe Xu Feng himself is a righteous person.

"Xu Feng will give it to you, you will take it, the most important thing is to have the strength to fight!" Wang Debang said loudly in a little anxious.

Looking at the Dragon Blood Pill that Xu Feng exchanged for his life, the thirteenth senior brother slowly held the brocade box in his hand in the eyes of everyone's expectations, and solemnly put it into his arms.

Seeing Fang Yutong put away the Dragon Blood Pill, Xu Feng's face immediately changed to an indifferent smile, this was Xu Feng's most normal state.

The small movement here was seen by Ye Xiu, this dragon blood pill was also snatched away by Xu Feng in his hand, looking at Xu Feng who took his three moves by mistake on the martial arts field, Ye Xiu said: "Senior Brother Xu, don't be afraid, wait for a while to fight, you will follow behind my ass and capture the Immortal Soul Cave I promise you a better elixir." ”

"Whether it's from the Burning Star Tower or not, everyone will come to testify, this is what our Senior Brother Ye Xiu said, the best elixir in the Immortal Soul Sect can belong to me!" Xu Feng said to everyone.

Ye Xiu originally wanted Xu Feng to lose some face in front of everyone, but he didn't expect that this guy didn't want to lose face at all, and he would get off the donkey when he came, his face couldn't help but change, and he couldn't wait to implement the explanation of the head of the house before leaving.

"Who wants the best elixir!