Chen Bufan, the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain, looked at the old man in front of him, without showing any jealousy and awe, even if the old man in front of him had already lived for nearly three hundred years, even if the strength of this old man was already the peak of the realm of knowledge in the late stage of Longyan, even if the identity of the other party was the valley master of Guanxin Valley. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

His temper was amazingly good, even though the old man's tone was already full of coercion, his words were still gentle: "Senior, Xiao Yi was not killed by him, why do you blame Li Molan for his death?"

The old face of the Valley Lord of Guanxin Valley was full of gloom.

He looked at the gentle and elegant young man in white, his eyes swept over the book in his hand and the pen he held in the book, and the gloom in his eyes was temporarily suppressed.

He said calmly: "If it weren't for that kid, how could my apprentice's plan go wrong? If it weren't for him, the Dao Gate would be a big tree that I could climb in the Guanxin Valley, where would my apprentice die, and even let my Guanxin Valley last for a thousand years!"

Chen Bufan shook his head and said seriously: "But what he did was wrong and unreasonable. ”

The valley lord of Guanxin Valley said coldly: "In the face of interests, where is the reason to speak of? Don't take your set of bluffing things to me, the old man has lived for three hundred years, what truth has he never seen? Benefits, interests, and the overall situation, these add up, is the biggest truth, fists, strength, this is the hardest truth, what do you young people know?"

Chen Bufan restrained his previous smile, was silent for a while, and then shook his head firmly.

He still thinks it's wrong, it's wrong.

Just like his junior brother He Xingge standing here, he will definitely shake his head firmly, oppose and deny like him.

Because in the eyes of people like Chen Bufan, He Xingge, and Zhu Mingwen who is far away in the Sword Pavilion, truth and right and wrong are greater than everything, and if this world doesn't even talk about the truth at all, it would be too terrible.

The vitality of young people in the face of the dead air exuded by the rotten wood seems to have no phase at all, Chen Bufan no matter how good he is to persuade him, an old fox like the owner of Guanxin Valley who has lived for hundreds of years will not care about the so-called right and wrong truth, the older a person is, the more slippery he is, which is roughly the same as the principle that he is old and immortal is a thief, the older he is in the world, the more he does not believe in those simple, simple, and youthful things, and will only care about the most realistic and cruel interests, because this is the experience left after the accumulation of years, just like the rings of trees, the more they accumulate, they can change a lot of things。

The valley lord of Guanxin Valley finally lost the idea of talking to this elm pimple, looked at him gloomily, and said: "Even if you offend Qiu Mingshan, the old man will not hesitate to do it today, the old man will not kill you, but if you are unwilling to give in, then don't blame the old man for being too heavy!"

The old man in the dark just raised his arm.

With such a simple action, the night sky seemed to be completely darkened, and there was not even a trace of starlight.

The young man in white who was holding a book hesitated for a moment, and said cautiously: "Senior, I won't fight. ”

The Valley Lord of Guanxin Valley ignored it, and his cold gaze remained on the pen in the book in his hand.

It is the top-ranked divine soldier on the Beihai Famous Weapon List, and it is also the dragon hair pen that is as famous as the emperor spear of Emperor Zizhai's disciple Jun Buxi.

Chen Bufan's voice was still calm, a little gentle and drizzly.

"Senior, I can only defend, not attack, if you can break through my defense, then I shouldn't be able to stop it. ”

When he had said this, he picked up the pen that was in the middle of the scroll.

Dragon's beard pen.

With this action of Senior Brother Qiu Mingshan, there seemed to be some inexplicable rhythm in the air for a moment.

Even the dark and pure night seemed to be torn apart, revealing the bright starry sky behind it.

The voice of the valley lord of Guanxin Valley sounded flatly: "I didn't expect that Emperor Zhaijun would not be evil when he stepped into the dragon's eye first, but he was still overtaken by you, worthy of the famous Chen Bufan, Lu Qingfeng's beloved apprentice, and he was actually the first among the young people of the younger generation to set foot in the middle stage of the dragon's eye, you seem to be less than twenty-five years old, right? No wonder Lu Qingfeng has been valued to this extent, in the past thousand years, there are no more than three people like you." ”

Although it was bland, it still revealed a sense of surprise, but it was deliberately concealed.

Chen Bufan smiled gently: "Falsely praised, where is it so powerful, it's just a fame." ”

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for the Lord of Guanxin Valley to make a move, Chen Bufan wrote a few words on the page of his book.

With his action, the mountains and forests in the dark night were stormy, and countless leaves fell off the branches and moved in clusters.

Millions, tens of millions of green leaves, dead leaves, accompanied by flying sand and stones, gathered together, surrounding Chen Bufan, it is really majestic!

Immediately afterward, a land dragon drew water and swayed, and the infinite verdant surrounded this large tornado that was born out of thin air.

The green leaves are strong and the tornado is majestic and sky-high!

Even the dark curtain that was so deep that it covered the starry sky seemed to be torn apart!

The voice of the Valley Lord of Guanxin Valley couldn't hide his shock: "Why, you are only in the middle of the Dragon's Eye Realm, but you have already touched the threshold of knowing my realm? Why can you touch this level of words and laws? No, this is impossible, the old man has been cultivating for a hundred years to spy on the corner of my realm, and it will take another hundred years to really enter this realm, why are you so young that you can already touch the power of this world?"

The senior brother of Qiu Mingshan smiled kindly, but he didn't explain, because he didn't know how to explain, so he could only be silent and smile in return.

It's just that this smile is full of sarcasm in the eyes of the Valley Lord of Guanxin Valley.

The old man roared, and the roar echoed throughout the mountain, causing all the birds and beasts to look up in horror and tremble, and then he pushed his palm forward!

The night was like a falling canopy, forcibly suppressing the green leaf energy tornado, and the land dragon was almost suppressed and shattered.

Chen Bufan unhurriedly wrote a few strokes on his book.

Iron painting silver hook, pen dragon snake.

Suddenly, the land dragon drew water and raised its head again!

More green leaves float into the air and merge into the tornado.

Hundreds of trees and boulders tear through the ground and float into the air.

I want to force the collapsed night sky back!

......

Everything is calm again.

The grass and rocks were still the same, and the torn trunks were restored as if nothing had happened.

Because everything just now was a battle between gods and souls, and it was also a more commonly used battle method that would only be used when knowing the realm of self, but now it was presented between the valley master of Guanxin Valley and the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain.

The bright stars in the sky fell between the mountains and forests, and sprinkled on the bodies of the two of them.

The Gu Lord of Guanxin Valley had a pale face, but he did find that he was afraid that he would not be able to break through the defense of this junior in a short period of time.

No wonder he said that he could only defend, his level of defense, how many people in this world could break through? He had lived for hundreds of years, and he had never seen a cultivator with such a strong divine soul, which almost made him unable to believe his eyes.

When this young man in white breaks through to the Netherworld in the future, won't he be an immortal existence that no one can kill forever?

He thought so, gritting his teeth.

A few drops of sweat flowed from the forehead of the senior brother of Qiu Ming Mountain, but after all, there was no big problem, he saw that the valley lord of Guanxin Valley stopped his attack, and happily thought that he had successfully admonished another person.

The Valley Lord of Guanxin Valley looked at him coldly, as if he wanted to shatter him with his gaze.

Chen Bufan, the elder brother of Qiu Mingshan who was holding a book in white, put the dragon hair pen back into the scroll, and then seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "Senior, I also met a person on the way here. ”

The valley lord of Guanxin Valley was slightly stunned, not understanding what he meant by this.

Chen Bufan hesitated and said, "It's the predecessor of the Daomen...... I look in the direction she is going...... It seems to be the direction of Kanshin Valley, so I suggest you go back and take a look. ”

The face of the valley lord of Guanxin Valley changed greatly: "Is it that crazy woman?!"

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Bufan viciously, as if he had seen a bit of a cunning look in the eyes of this young man, and he was even more furious, but where did he have time to stay here more at the moment?

Chen Bufan didn't deliberately delay until now, he really just remembered it, but now that he looked at the extremely calm gaze when the Lord of Guanxin Valley led away, he probably understood that no matter how much he explained, it was useless, and he sighed a little aggrieved.

Immediately after that, he stood among the quiet trees, looking at the stars and moonlight in the sky, his mood changed a lot, he glanced at the direction where Li Molan was, and then turned his head to look at the place where the valley lord of Guanxin Valley disappeared.

"Although Xiao Yi is dead, but Senior Lu Buwei, you didn't choose to present the antidote as soon as possible, counting the guilt of assassinating the Holy Maiden, Senior Mo Ying probably won't let go of Guanxin Valley easily, you still have to be mentally prepared." Anyway, I have to go back and hurry up with my little junior brother to make amends, if Senior Mo finds the master because of the assassination of the Holy Maiden, his old man must also have a headache. ”

He said to himself, with a quiet smile, which made people can't help but feel intimate at a glance.

Now, you can go back to Mt. Akina.

......

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The night in the south of Lin'an City is not calm.

Whether it is Yichang Street, Chengnan Street, or those lanes and alleys that extend in all directions, they are full of a feeling of people.

A chaos outside the city gradually stopped, I heard that those who tried to assassinate the Holy Maiden have retreated, and many ordinary people have seen the Holy Maiden leave with the Beihai Sword Immortal Heir, so while the worry about the Holy Maiden gradually disappeared, there was a feeling of indescribability.

Is that young man the rumored descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal, Li Molan?

What is his relationship with the Holy Maiden?

The people returned to Lin'an City with their imagination, only to feel that the young girl who sat on the back of the black bear and left was worthy of the door in terms of appearance and fame, so there was no resistance, and it was foreseeable that in the future, for a long time, this topic would spread throughout Beihai and become the most asked story of the storytellers in the teahouse.

The sergeants guarding the gate of the city looked at the returning citizens with helpless faces.

Wutong Lane has neighbors returned one after another, many people in the south of the city have participated in the tide of rescue operations, not to mention tens of thousands of people in the south of the city of Lin'an, during that time, almost 10,000 empty alleys, especially in the south of the city, especially near the city gate, there is no half of the figure.

A woman with a delicate face walked down the street of Wutong Lane, and she heard those excited discussions, and she was a little surprised in her heart, but she didn't understand very well.

Then she returned to the door of the twelfth courtyard and gently pushed the door open.

There was no one in the house, but there were obvious traces of sweeping on the ground, so someone must have visited.

The beautiful woman looked at the traces on the ground in a daze, quickened her pace, and hurried back to the house.

There was no one in the house.

But there was a copy of "Demon God" that was placed in the center of the desk, apparently deliberately placed there.

The woman walked forward quickly, opened the familiar demon cultivation technique "Demon God", and what entered her eyes was a few familiar handwriting.

Qin Li looked at the familiar Juanxiu handwriting blankly, and suddenly choked up.

At the same time, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous costume appeared in the courtyard with an elegant face.

He looked at the hut and waited quietly, without speaking.

"What's the matter?" he was a little surprised when he heard the woman's choked voice, and finally he couldn't help but push open the door and walk in.

Qin Li pinched the handwritten "Demon God", looked at the line of words with tears in his eyes, turned his head to look at the man in the Chinese costume, opened his mouth, choked up and said, "Master...... He's gone. ”

The man frowned, glanced at the line of words, the first thing that caught his eye was not a complete sentence, but those juanxiu handwriting, although he does not like to look at people with words, but he always thinks that he is a good-looking person, and his character will not be bad, looking at this good-looking handwriting, a white-faced scholar image of a wonderful pen and a dragon and snake appeared in his mind, and he inexplicably rose some good feelings for the young man in his apprentice's mouth.

Only then did he read the sentence clearly.

"Don't hang it, don't think about it, you and I are destined to be strangers, but we will meet again by fate...... My big girl. (To be continued.) )