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The ice and snow are melting, the flowers are blooming, and it is the spring of the Tang Kingdom.

The lofty mountains and mountains of Zhongnan Mountain are covered with tender green, the medicinal herbs bloom luxuriantly, and the medicine mountain is shrouded in the fragrance of flowers all day long.

The Infinite Divine Palace is solemn and solemn, and the long bell shows a distant artistic conception.

I have been living in the mountains for some time, in addition to talking about Taoism and learning swordsmanship, Meng Taixu and Duan Qianhua occasionally talk about two games at other times, it doesn't matter if they win or lose, it is rare to have this leisure.

Mu Jueyou and Sword Hou were burdened with heavy responsibilities to prevent the Demon Dragon King from attacking the Sword Shrine in the world, so they hurried away without even staying for a day.

The Heavenly Sword Envoys Qiu Mankong and Hu Yifeng sent Dao Ancestor back to the sect, and Liu Qingfeng came several times to inquire about Zhuo Zangfeng's cultivation progress.

Although Zhuo Zangfeng is a disciple of Daozu, and the responsibility of preaching and receiving karma is not on this master, out of love for this "worst disciple of the sect", he still feels that he has this obligation.

Now it seems that in the path of the sword, in addition to the short cultivation time and the foundation is not deep enough, Zhuo Zangfeng's realm cultivation has long been higher than that of this white-haired old master.

As the host, the master arranged everything, came over from time to time to join in the fun, and then went away happily.

Mo Ya is also more diligent than usual, although she is very diligent, at this time, after a short separation, she is even more attentive to Zhuo Zangfeng.

After almost two years, she grew taller, more mature and more beautiful than before.

He has been here several times and has lost a lot of weight, but his height doesn't seem to have changed much, and he still looks so short, but judging from his demeanor and demeanor, he is undoubtedly much more mature.

Especially when he saw Mo Ya, he was no longer so afraid, and he also had some courage to look at Mo Ya, although he would quickly avoid it, Zhuo Zangfeng saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but praise him, "Master said that there is progress." ”

Of course, he didn't know what the identities of the two old men on the mountain were, Meng Taixu and Duan Qianhua didn't see anyone else, they talked and did things all day long, and they tried their best to find the place where the clouds and mountains were covered by the fog, so except for the master and Zhuo Zangfeng, no one else knew the identities of these two old men.

Lu Wuxian stayed in the Heavenly Sword Sect and was still cultivating with the disciples of the stars, Liu Qingfeng said that he would bring him with him next time he came to Chang'an, Zhuo Zangfeng thought that the next time they came should be the day they agreed to synchronize with the world.

As for the little daughter-in-law who misses him every day, Zhuo Zangfeng has been to Chang'an City twice, except for saying some love words and missing him, Yao Caiwei does not allow him to gain an inch, and he can always get out of love when his lust is like fire.

Then her face would show an even more touching red, with a look of shyness and a hint of guilt.

As Zhuo Zangfeng, who is known as the Endless Sword God by the Dragon Domain girl, he naturally adheres to the style of a gentleman, and only the fire in his heart cannot be vented, which is a little uncomfortable.

Bear with it, who makes himself a man.

Yao Caiwei said that her first time could not be so rash, Zhuo Zangfeng was speechless. Because in his heart, there was never a thought of rashness or frivolity.

On the top of the sword, there were two land immortals in front of him who had cultivated the highest at that time, and when they encountered confusion, they asked for advice, and the Great Sword Saint and the Great Sword God argued for a long time, and then jointly came up with the most correct answer.

It can be said that on the path of cultivation, the best teachers in the world are all in Yaoshan.

But the progress doesn't seem to be great, except that he feels that his vitality is getting stronger and stronger, and his cultivation realm has not improved.

Of course, he would never be in a hurry at this time, because this is the eternal law on the path of cultivation.

It takes a long time for a person to digest many foods at one time, not to mention Zhuo Zangfeng.

Most of his vitality is the sword yuan refined by Meng Taixu and Duan Qianhua, and he is more instructed by Liu Qingfeng above the sword realm, which can be said to be a heavy accumulation that cannot be completely digested in a short period of time, and he needs to be given a certain amount of time.

Fortunately, Kuaixue Sword is in hand, and his pride is there.

As for refining the Kuaixue Sword into a sword element, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't want to do it yet.

First, because Duan Qianhua had already cultivated the momentum and charm of the sword sword, and secondly, he was reluctant to let this sword sleep in the sword mound of the world guarded by Mu Jueyou, such a cold place, he couldn't bear it when he thought about it.

His Royal Highness Yueyue has not yet returned to Medicine Mountain, which can be regarded as a fly in the ointment.

Many times I climbed high and looked into the distance, how I wished to see a few cars riding, and then the moon and moon were like immortals, and the old and kind old Taoist priest came out of it.

On this day, Duan Qianhua and Meng Taixu hid on the mountain with a chessboard, Mo Ya sat in the spring sun and took a nap, Zhuo Zangfeng practiced his sword, inserted the Kuaixue sword into the scabbard, and looked around at the beautiful medicinal herbs on the mountain fields of the medicine mountain.

At this moment, a carriage came, and his heart moved, and he hurriedly woke up Mo Ya.

"Go, Your Highness Yueyue is back!"

Before Zhuo Zangfeng's words fell, his arm flew up, and it had already been transmitted into the clouds.

Mo Ya, who was napping, was startled, subconsciously stood up, and said in a panic: "Your Highness is back!

Mo Ya was about to cry all of a sudden, and she held back the excitement in her heart and ran quickly down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, several officers and soldiers of the Royal Forest escorted Princess Yan Zhiguo back to the medicine mountain, at the foot of the mountain, they found a black dot shooting rapidly in the air, and was about to pull out the waist knife to protect it, but saw the black dot turn into a figure, already standing in front of the carriage.

Before they could react, they heard His Highness in the carriage say, "Zhuo Zangfeng." ”

Then the hearts of these officers and soldiers shook at the same time, and the name was like thunder, and no one knew it. So they hurriedly put away their weapons.

After this period of cultivation in Danding Peak, Yueyue's cultivation realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, although it is still far from Zhuo Zangfeng, but every move in the air can be discerned in the sea of knowledge.

Besides, Zhuo Zangfeng is the person she thinks about for a long time, and she can't forget it, how can she forget.

"Yueyue!"

shouted through the curtain, this kind name made Zhuo Zangfeng's heart suddenly warm.

Then he heard a slight answer, it was Yueyue, and then he asked, "What about the old Taoist?"

After asking this question, he suddenly felt that he had grown up, and he should no longer call the old Taoist priest like this. This kind of title was used when he was a child, how can he still use it now, will the old Taoist priest think that he has no respect for him when he hears it?

In fact, he was too careful, and the old Taoist priest sitting in the car had already lifted the curtain, but he was dazzled and opened the other side for a while. Seeing that there was no one here, he hurriedly moved around the carriage, trying to lift the curtain on the other side.

At this time, Yueyue saw it, and hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car with one hand and supported him with the other.

The old Taoist priest bent his waist and struggled out of the carriage, Zhuo Zangfeng reached out and hugged him under his ribs, and gently put him on the ground.

"Zangfeng!" the old Taoist priest shouted, and in an instant, the old tears flowed.

"I'm carrying you on my back. ”

Remembering that when he was young, he was often carried over the mountains and mountains by the old Taoist priest, Zhuo Zangfeng's tears almost welled up, he held back his excitement, carried the old Taoist priest on his back, and said to Yueyue:

"Yueyue, let's go back to the mountain. ”

This sentence blurted out, like the response of a husband working in the fields to his wife after the sunset.

The sun was just right, the sky and the earth were bright, and a sharp shout came from the foot of the mountain.

"Your Highness, I'm Mo Ya! You're finally back!"