Located on the west side of Qinghu Lake, Luojia Village is surrounded by two towering mountains, leaving only one trail leading to the outside world. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This small village has always lived on the aquatic products of Qinghu, although there are only a dozen peasant families, but the family is strong, and if they pull out a strong man, they are stronger than the elite of Emperor Xin's army.

The reason is also very simple, there is an ancestor in Luojia Village who is an elder of the Hun Tian Temple, and he has made a great contribution to the rise of the Hun Tian Temple.

After the death of that elder immortal, the Hun Tian Temple shaded Luojia Village, although not so much that everyone could eat the elixir, some ordinary nourishing recipes and qi training methods were still passed on.

It was originally a small fishing village with no quarrel with the rest of the world.

It wasn't until a pair of children in Luojia Village were swimming in the green lake that they found that the monks of Fayuan Temple on the opposite side seemed to have changed their group, and the peace was broken.

According to the investigation of the people in Luojia Village, the Fayuan Temple, which has always had only four or five masters and apprentices, seems to have a large number of pilgrims living at the moment, and the original presiding officer is gone, replaced by a monk who looks extremely vicious.

Although they only watched from a distance for a while, they did not dare to approach, but they still reported this information to the Huntian Temple.

Only then did the Heavenly Temple realize the layout of the Netherworld Sect in the Fayuan Temple.

Because when they realized it, Zong Shuai Shuai had already died, and the heavenly machine was blinded, so the reason why the people of the Netherworld Sect were entrenched here, they still couldn't deduce it.

However, the Hun Tian Temple also became vigilant, and sent many second-generation disciples to come here, on the one hand, to test the intentions of the Netherworld Sect, and on the other hand, with the help of the excuse of the slaughter of Taoxian Village, to make an appointment to fight the Netherworld Sect, and to have a sword fight in the Qinghu!

This is the reason why there are often colorful lights flying around on both sides of the lake today.

There are many cultivators in the south, and they are all concentrated here.

Waiting for the day of the Qinghu sword fight.

It's just that although the two sides agreed not to do it before the day of the sword fight, it is inevitable that some people can't control their anger and occasionally have friction, and the stewards on both sides also turn a blind eye.

After all, there are few real elite disciples in the Hun Tian Palace, such as Zhu Wen, as one of the leaders of this Qinghu Sword Fight, he spends most of his time running to win over, and he wants to mobilize the power of the Immortal True Dao, and he must ensure that the Hun Tian Temple must win the victory above the sword fight.

And the people who fought with the Fayuan Temple, most of them were young and vigorous righteous path immortals, these people did not have high mana, but they wanted to suppress the enemy with the momentum of the Hun Tian Temple, but they didn't expect that the masters invited by the Netherworld Sect were also extraordinary.

This came and went, before the Qinghu Sword Fighting began, it was the Immortal True Dao side that suffered some losses.

At first, it was okay, the person in charge was able to suppress the momentum with the prestige of the Huntian Temple, but soon, the people of the scattered cultivators or small sects who were called over by them couldn't sit still, and they were always frustrated in the daily small frictions, and their morale was also very hurt. They asked the Huntian Temple to send people out and fiercely suppress the arrogance of those demons.

In this regard, Zhu Wen, who had just rushed back, was helpless, and under the pressure of everyone, it seemed that he could only calm the anger of these people by preparing a surprise attack on Fayuan Temple.

But for the sake of safety, it is actually safest for the immortals of the Hun Heaven Hall to wait until the day of the Qinghu Sword Fight.

Under Zhu Wen's dilemma, he rarely made a sorrow-

In order to train the ability of the second-generation disciples, the Hun Tian Temple sent six earth immortals of the same generation as Zhu Wen to preside over the Qinghu Sword Fight this time. However, four of them are not in Luojia Village at the moment, and the other one has always been taciturn, hesitant, and will not make decisions at all, so everything is on him.

"Senior Brother Zhu, if we are crushed again today, with all due respect, our Nanhai faction will not be able to stay!"

A hot-tempered young man in a blue and white Taoist uniform shouted: "Yesterday, there was a lewd monk who teased my junior sister from afar, and the three members of my Nanhai faction all started with them, but they were outnumbered!"

"You Hun Tian Temple called us over at the beginning, but you didn't say that! When will the people of Hun Tian Temple hide from the evil demons of the Nether Sect!"

These words immediately sparked resonance and dissatisfaction among the rest:

"Yes, yes!"

"The Heavenly Palace has always been strong, although this Qinghu Sword Fighting is to talk about the rules, but the rules are that the dead are alive!"

"What rules do you have to talk about to deal with the kind of inferior sect of the Netherworld Sect? According to me, we people will kill them in one go, and ensure that they are caught off guard!"

"It's definitely not appropriate to kill it in one go, but I also suggest that the Heavenly Palace take action and teach those demon cubs a lesson, lest the morale of this Luo family village be low, Senior Brother Zhu!"

In the conference hall, the left sentence complained, and the right sentence was indignant, and Zhu Wen's head was extremely big.

And another second-generation disciple was even more confused by this scene, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to meditate.

Zhu Wen's head was loud when he was noisy, and suddenly, he saw a figure in the afterglow!

That person was different from everyone present, he was dozing off, and he was probably in a mudslide in the righteous path immortal Zhen who was excited.

But in Zhu Wen's eyes, he seems to have found a savior!

"Everyone, don't be impatient!"

Zhu Wen raised his voice, and the conference hall suddenly quieted down slightly. After all, the identity of the disciples of the Hun Tian Temple was there, and the steward of the Hun Tian Temple also pointed out that Zhu Wen was one of the six disciples who presided over this sword fight.

Everyone craned their necks, waiting for Zhu Wen to come up with an idea.

Who knew that at this time, they heard this sentence:

"Senior Brother Han Le, what do you think?"

Brother Han Le?

The rest looked at the dozing man with strange expressions.

Some even have a hint of disdain in their eyes!

It's just that this disdain is well hidden, after all, even if they envy Han Le's luck, they have to admit his identity as a disciple of the Heavenly Palace!

But recognition is recognition.

If you want this group of righteous path cultivators to really listen to Han Le, they are really not happy.

In their impression, Han Le only came to Luojia Village a few days ago, and he looked quite beautiful, but unfortunately, when he inquired, he was actually a newcomer who had only been in the house for three months!

What the hell are the people of the Huntian Temple doing?

It doesn't have to be like this if the eyes are above the top, right?

Qinghu sword fighting is a matter of human life, even if it is to train disciples, how can a young disciple who has just started be sent out?

A lot of people don't understand it at all.

In addition, after Han Le entered Luojia Village, he ate, drank, slept and slept every day, and occasionally stayed in a daze by the lake, without a high-level demeanor at all;

Some people speculated that the Heavenly Palace asked Han Le to come over, probably because it wanted him to see the scene of the defeat of the people of the Netherworld Sect with his own eyes, calm the demons in his heart, and continue to cultivate on the mountain in the future.

But no one had a good impression of Han Le, even if some people sympathized with Han Le's background, but they were soon annoyed by Han Le's extremely negative attitude - everyone was here to fight the demons, and you were like a tourist, so it was inevitable that you would be a little out of place.

Therefore, except for Zhu Wen, most people chose to stay away.

And when the news of the immortals came, they were even more emotional.

The Hun Tian Temple is really a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, but the difference between people is too great, there is the frightened immortal of the Netherworld Sect who entered the capital to kill alone, and there is also Han Le, a bastard who can eat and drink in the smoke-filled Luo Jia Village, and must take a nap in the daily council!

After all, although the news of the bloody battle in Kyoto spread early that night, no one knew the identity of the Huntian Temple Immortal who rode the Purple Luan.

After Han Le entered Luojia Village, he naturally followed the principle of keeping a low profile.

He is too lazy to meddle with these things, and all he cares about is the Kyushu map.

So in the face of those gossips, he just chose-

Go to bed!

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However, it doesn't matter what others say, and if Zhu Wen's words are said, Han Le still has to respect them.

First, Zhu Wen is his nominal senior brother, and second, Han Le's impression of Zhu Wen is also very good.

During those days on Xuxuan Island, Zhu Wen took good care of him, and also helped him find a lot of information, which laid an important foundation for him to sort out the context of the Huntian World in the future.

Facing Zhu Wen's plea for help, Han Le finally rubbed his eyes:

"It's up to Senior Brother Zhu to decide. ”

His typical treacherous and slippery speech immediately attracted countless disdainful glances.

Han Le himself wanted to paddle, but the rest of the people felt that Han Le didn't have any mana at all, so naturally they didn't dare to speak. Zhu Wen asked him, most likely to divert everyone's attention.

Only Zhu Wen himself knows that Han Le cultivates into an earth immortal in one day, although he is honest, it does not mean that he is stupid, and Zhu Wen, the identity of the Kyoto Immortal, is actually known in his heart, so he will ask.

Hearing Han Le's speech, Zhu Wen smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Brother Han Le, I know you have a lot of ideas, our Immortal True Dao has indeed suffered a lot of anger in the past few days, but in the name of the previous sword fight, we can't really attack with all our members, how to find this field, I think you should have an idea." ”

Han Le sighed secretly in his heart, he thought about it and said:

"The Qinghu sword fight was originally agreed by both parties to start on the fifteenth. In the past, these small frictions were actually mutual temptations, and they didn't count at all, and it was actually nothing to show the enemy weakness. ”

"But since Senior Brother Zhu is worried about the morale of Luojia Village, it's better for me to go there. ”

"By the way, I also inquired into their background. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Wen was nothing, and the rest of the people showed shocked and surprised looks.

They heard you right, right?

This newcomer, who has just been in the field for three months, said that he wanted to go to Fayuan Temple to find out?

You're going to give someone a head, right?

Someone on the side hurriedly persuaded kindly: "Ahem...... This matter needs to be considered in the long run......"

Han Le stood up and stretched:

"There's nothing to think about in the long run. ”

"I'll take a trip. ”

"Anyway, if I shoot alone, it won't be a violation of the rules of Qinghu Sword Fighting. You don't have to do anything. ”

With that, he swaggered out in this room of righteous path immortals in the surprised gaze!

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