In the next two days, Li Jian and his family slept in the open air, got up at five in the morning, slept in the middle of the night, and finally walked out of this boundless primeval forest in the afternoon of three days.

Out of that demonized land, several people felt a burst of relief for no reason, and Jiang Bihu, who had basically not spoken a word for a few days, showed a shallow smile.

Li Jian was concerned about Li Shui, and he didn't dare to delay too much, so when he arrived at the first Changting on the official road, he said goodbye to Du Yujing and the others, and continued to travel south with Liuli.

On the occasion of parting, Du Yujing repeatedly asked Li Jian to go to Chunshui Thatched Cottage as a guest in the future, and his tone was sincere, not like a hypocrisy.

Bai Rhodiola showed a trace of seriousness on his tired face, and took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms, and said seriously:

"Burying the Emperor Sword Mound is far away in the East China Sea, it is unrealistic to invite you to the past, I have seen you have a soft spot for the weapon of the long sword these days, and it can be regarded as fate, I leave this sword book for you, it should help you. ”

Bai Rhodiola knew that it was Li Jian who cut off his calf very decisively, which saved him from the danger of poison gas attacking his life, and he had the heart to repay him, so he happened to find such an opportunity at this time.

Li Jian hurriedly thanked him, and he was not polite, the rivers and lakes will be far away in the future, and multiple skills for self-defense are always good, so accept them carefully.

He turned to look at the blue lake in the distance, and saw that she didn't seem to care about his departure, and scolded her awkwardly.

Waiting for Li Jian to take two steps, Bihu suddenly called out to Liuli: "If you have time, let your brother take you to Shenjimen, I have a lot of delicious and fun things in my collection, and you can pick them up when the time comes." ”

Ruri's eyes lit up and she nodded vigorously.

Li Jian nodded to Bihu and gradually walked away with Liuli.

Du Yujing sensitively found that Bihu looked at Li Jian's back with great meaning.

And Li Jian's idea is very simple, these days of hardships and hardships, the relationship between several people has developed rapidly, Li Jian does treat them as friends in his heart, if possible, he will really go to their sect to shop, but now the first task is to find Li Shui first.

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"Tianjun Mountain, it's the one in front, not far, and you can walk about ten miles along this road. ”

Li Jian thanked a white-haired old man who showed him the way, and he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Ten miles, almost before dark.

Li Jian walked like a fly with Liuli in his arms, and sure enough, he reached the foot of the mountain before sunset.

Tianjun Mountain is not steep, and it looks like a quiet old man from a distance.

At this moment, the sun has set in the west, the bright moon rises in the east, the mountains are covered in silver, the moon is like practice, and the mountain path is as bright as day.

Li Jian led Liuli and climbed the stairs, but halfway up the mountain, he didn't find half a figure.

Seeing that there was a hut in front of him, he stepped forward quickly, but after greeting him in front of the firewood for a long time, no one responded.

Li Jian was puzzled in his heart, pushed the door with Liuli, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, a strong blood rushed to his nose.

The ominous feeling in his heart became more and more intense, Li Jian pushed open the door, and sure enough, he saw several corpses lying horizontally and vertically in the door of the hut, the corpses were all uniformly standardized Taoist robes, and it was obvious that the deceased were all disciples of Tianjun Mountain.

"Brother, look. ”

Following Liuli's gesture, Li Jian found that a phoenix blood red plant appeared on the wound of a corpse, blooming in the dark room.

Could it be that this Tianjun Mountain has been ransacked by monsters? What about Li Shui, will it also encounter an accident?

Li Jian's heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, there was a sound of fighting in the distance, mixed with this terrifying roar.

Nether Blood Ride!

This roar was quite familiar to Jian Li, and it was emitted by the Netherworld Blood Rider who was chasing Li Jian and the Daoist priest of Tianjun Mountain at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, these monsters had already secretly crossed Chen Cang and exited the demonized forest.

Li Jian hugged the glass, worried in his heart, and continued to rush to the top of the mountain.

After nearly a pillar of incense kung fu, I turned several plank roads near the mountain before I reached the place where the sound of fighting sounded.

Sure enough, in the open area in front of them, four iron-knighted phantoms wearing blood-red heavy armor surrounded a group of women, and there were more than 100 corpses on the side.

Li Jian was stunned, looking at the corpses all over the ground, his heart jumped to his throat.

He swept over the corpses one by one as if tormented, and finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"This corpse is all old-fashioned, and there is no figure of Li Shui. ”

Only then did Li Jian pay attention to the figure in the square who was fighting fiercely.

I saw that the woman looked twenty-three or four-four years old, with black hair like a waterfall, plain hands like snow, a clear robe with a simple tassel bundle of hair, simple and generous, and the image was dusty.

As for cultivation, it is even more extraordinary, one person is torn between the four blood horses, and after fighting for so long, he has not shown the momentum of invincibility, but the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, constantly enveloping the other party. The graceful figure is calm and unhurried, and he looks like he is strolling leisurely in the air of evil.

It's that Li Jian doesn't understand martial arts, and looking at this good situation, he understands that it is only a matter of time before the woman gets rid of these four monsters.

The situation was clear, and Li Jian was not too worried, so he slowly walked to the side and watched the battle boldly.

In the past few days, he has participated in the Tianxin Sword Technique given to him by the God Emperor, although he has experienced it, but the exercises above are too obscure, and those very abstract and lofty concepts and annotations often make Li Jian dizzy, but it is not as beneficial as him secretly watching Du Yujing and Jiang Bihu's sword moves.

At this time, seeing a master teaching on the spot, of course he didn't let go of this opportunity, holding his breath and concentrating, as if he wanted to portray every move and style of the blue-robed woman in his mind.

He was embarrassed to eat white food, and when he saw that the woman had made some powerful moves, he applauded loudly, provoking the white eyes of the glass on the side.

Li Jian knew that this blood rider could not be separated from himself now, so the mouse carried the knife into the cat's nest and cheered for the woman on the side.

Who knew that the woman was startled by Li Jian's shout, her steps staggered, and her body suddenly showed flaws.

Seeing the opportunity, the ghost rider couldn't miss it, and at the right time, he poked out the ghost gun and picked the woman out at once.

The woman snorted softly and read in mid-air:

"Streamer Sword Technique".

At dusk, the long sword was shining in a thousand ways, like mercury pouring on the ground, and the spring water filled the stream, covering the huge open space around with heavy sword shadows.

Her fingers flew, suddenly condensed, and the sword shadows overlapped layer by layer, forming an incomparably huge lightsaber in mid-air, stabbing at the Nether Blood Rider with incomparably ferocity.

Li Jian was so stunned that he forgot to applaud.

When he was in Zixu Village before, that cheap grandfather often boasted in front of Li Jian about the mystery of swordsmanship, and the double cultivation of swordsmanship could open mountains and crack stones, slay ghosts and subdue demons, and when he reached a certain realm, he could open the gate of heaven with a sword and shatter the void!

At that time, I only thought that he was a green shrimp toad and smoked too much tobacco and bragged nonsense, but now that I think about it, maybe the old man's nonsense is true.

Li Jian longed in his heart: The sword opens the gate of heaven, what kind of cow is that?!

The other side.

The Nether Blood Rider seemed to be very afraid of the sudden strong light emitted by the sword body, and they all turned around and fled, but they were slashed by the Hanging Sky Giant Sword one by one.

The blood mist sprayed, and finally turned into four wisps of ghosts, floating to a dilapidated stone platform, and finally the clouds dissipated.

The woman slowly put away her sword and came to Li Jian, with an angry look on her face:

"Did you know that you almost killed me?"

Li Jian also knew that her behavior just now made her distracted and embarrassed, so she scratched her head and quibbled:

"Aren't I also cheering you up, besides, the girl's swordsmanship is superb, even if I make trouble on the side, it's not to clean up a few of them?"

Li Jian saw that her tone and expression were willful, obviously a rookie who had just experienced the world, according to his previous experience, when dealing with this kind of person, he just greeted him with nice words.

Sure enough, the woman's face turned pale, the thin anger on her face subsided, and Joan even snorted proudly unconsciously. Obviously, it is quite useful for Li Jian's crooked sycophant.

Li Jian saw that this trick worked, and made persistent efforts, and by the way, he paraphrased her words:

"The heroine's martial arts subduing demons and subduing demons are effortless, it must be a decent apprentice, right?"

The woman's face became more and more proud: "Woman?

Your martial arts skills are mediocre, but your brain is quite good, you guess very accurately, this girl is out of Kunlun. I came to Tianjun Mountain on the orders of my family teacher to find someone. ”

Liuli watched coldly in Li Jian's arms before, didn't speak, and finally couldn't help it, maybe because of Li Jian's uncompetitive appearance, or maybe he couldn't get used to the posture of the woman in front of him whose tail was about to rise to the sky, and interjected:

"Kunlun Dianchen Peak?"

The woman looked at Xiao Liuli in Li Jian's arms and was surprised: "I am young, I have a lot of knowledge, and my little sister has also heard of our Chenfeng?"

Li Jian also looked surprised.

Ruri seemed to enjoy this gaze, but was not in a hurry, and Mance yawned methodically, and then asked in an old-fashioned manner:

"You're a disciple of Whispering?"

The woman is indeed the second disciple of the whisper, called Bai Xinyu, when the master ordered her and her senior sister Mu Ziqing to guard the Jingxin Cliff, and the elder brother who came to Tianjun Mountain to wait for the little junior sister, as soon as there was news, he immediately sent a message back to Kunlun, lest Li Shui think about sneaking down the mountain by himself at every turn, and when he didn't want to come by himself, Tianjun Mountain had been slaughtered.

Bai Xinyu's face was ugly for a while, he didn't expect this little kid to call the master by his name, but seeing her strange tone, he pressed the nameless fire in his heart, stared at the glass and observed carefully, and finally his expression gradually turned angry and shocked, and he covered his mouth and lost his voice:

"You are the glazed ?!!! of the Guanyin Sect"