He Lu's face turned pale.

The Baotong Immortal Realm Qi Cultivators led by the old woman Fan Weiran, as well as the vassal monks of all parties, all had a somewhat complicated face.

It stands to reason that this is a rare liveliness, and it is still a big liveliness, but I am afraid that after watching the liveliness, I will become a bustle.

As for the qi practitioners on Ye Yan's side in Huang Yuecheng, they all looked indignant, but none of them dared to speak out.

The two groups of monks hated Cangyun Lake in their hearts, what kind of bullshit Dragon Palace landscape array, knife cutting tofu sword cutting mud?!

Hujun Yin Hou didn't say a word, standing in place, his gaze lowered, just looking at the ground.

This is very chewy, the rich and noble people smashed a yellow mud wall for people, and they had to shout a few times, and their own dragon palace array was broken, and the loss was a lot of fairy money, and this lake monarch didn't have a fart to put out? Doesn't they all say that Cangyun Lake is the top spot in the Yinping country? Within a country, the gods of the five mountains on the mountain, and the generals and ministers under the mountain, all have great respect for Cangyun Lake, and even the lake monarch Yin Marquis swaggered and wore an arrogant imperial dragon robe, and no one cared about it.

Therefore, the lower the realm, the more dry the temper, not that no one wants to stand up and reprimand the young sword immortal who is surrounded by many things, these little monks who originally wanted to be the first bird, still hope to be able to save a free incense with He Xiaoxian and Huang Yuecheng, but without waiting to speak, they all give the old monks around them, or the seniors of the sect or friends on the road, and they all tell them with ripples in their hearts. In the final analysis, those who are kind enough to remind are also afraid of being affected by the reckless people around them. A sword immortal's swordsmanship, since he can even carry the heavenly tribulation, it is not strange that he casually flashes his sword light and accidentally kills a few people by mistake.

There was no sneer on the corner of Fan Weiran's mouth, and he looked a little wooden.

Ye Yan, the city lord of Huangyue City, turned his head, looked at the white-clothed sword immortal who broke through two large arrays with one sword, and asked, "The sword immortal must not die, and the fish will die before the net is broken?"

The white-clothed sword fairy just threw the scabbard in his hand to the ground, inserted it into the ground, and took out the folding fan pinned to his waist, neither looking at Ye Yan nor He Lu, he gently tapped his palm with the folding fan, with a smile on his face, his eyes wandered, starting from a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the right hand, from the upper seat to the lower seat near the entrance of the Dragon Palace Palace, looking down one by one," I heard that there is a certain immortal master who dreams of Liangfeng, and his idea is novel, and he actually invited a Jianghu master to eat in a dung bucket, who is it, stand up and let me admire one or two, if you are too lazy to get up, you can raise your hand. ”

On the side of Baotong Wonderland, there was a pair of young men and women with swords, looking at each other.

Isn't this sword fairy in front of him the man in a green shirt who was eating cakes and porridge at a roadside stall outside the city in the early morning?

The woman smiled bitterly, the crow's mouth of the junior brother, the old man squatting on the shoulder at the city gate, was the culprit who took away the treasure of the immortal family, and now this young ranger has transformed into a sword immortal who was born out of nowhere!

Chen Ping'an's gaze finally stayed on the group of qi practitioners in the center.

A man who was relatively closest to the palace gate shrunk his neck.

Questions were asked, no need to answer. The answer will be revealed for itself. Most of the monks on the mountain are so self-seeking and pure, and they don't want to be contaminated with the rights and wrongs of others.

At the beginning of the gate of the City God Temple, I asked who was the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division, and the small action of the colleagues of the City God Temple was quite unanimous.

Now it's the same.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand, a black mist of souls that was originally the size of a fist had been consumed by the Gang Qi to the size of a jujube core, and he gently rotated it with one finger, and the wisps of Gang Qi wrapped around it, like a grinding disc crushing, Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "This Ye Xiu, who I forgot to ask the name, said that your Immortal Master of Mengliang Peak is the real mastermind behind the scenes, I know that you may not have this brain and courage, so is it the Great City Lord of Ye, or the Little Immortal Master He?"

The morale of the four Qi practitioners of Mengliang Feng was so angry that they gritted their teeth, but their sitting posture was still as steady as a rock.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it." I'm just curious about one thing, whether it's Huang Yuecheng Ye Yu who plans and then moves, or He Lu, who is full of wisdom, I will tell you to do this, did you help you dig out the money? If not, Huang Yuecheng is not very kind. ”

He Lu slowly stood up, his expression returned to normal, and said loudly: "One person does things alone, don't shout anything 'He Lu comes first', all the grievances in the city will end here with me He Lu, I He Lu is dead, naturally the sword immortal skills are superior, I He Lu has no complaints and no regrets, what does the sword fairy think?"

Ye Yan smiled slightly.

If you don't gamble like this, today's Cangyun Lake Lake Monarch banquet is just a plate of loose sand, centrifugal and detached, and on paper, it is about equal to the tripartite forces of an immortal, and it will dissipate into a group of rabble.

Fan Weiran was a little surprised, and raised his gaze, this is the ancestor of Baotong Wonderland, the first time he has looked up at this young man in Huangyue City.

In the past, I only thought that He Lu was a cultivator embryo who did not lose to his own Yan girl, with a bright brain, and he could be a man, and he never thought about the line of life and death, and it was not easy to be so calm.

Those who have thunder in their chests and face like a peaceful lake can worship the general.

That's what I'm talking about.

This kind of monk with good qualifications and temperament, as long as he does not die halfway, the road can be expected! Ye Yan is so blessed that he can have this kind of help.

The old woman thought secretly in her heart.

Could it be that this Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace banquet, after surviving the difficulties, he simply agreed to Yan Yatou and his match made in heaven? Anyway, He Lu is a person with a foreign surname, and he is destined to not be able to inherit Ye Yu's Huang Yue City, and he can't say that he can rely on Yan Yatou to abduct her into the Baotong Wonderland. This can not only make Ye Yan half dead, but also help his sect to go further. Once this pair of golden boys and jade girls, who are envied by everyone, become immortal Taoist couples, they both enter the Jindan realm, and the green and yellow Huang Yuecheng only relies on one leaf to support them. I believe that as long as the conditions are right, most of the mountains of more than a dozen countries may be the territory of Baotong Wonderland, and I believe that with this young man's vision and mind, this account can be calculated clearly.

"Ye Yan, as long as this person's words are slightly inappropriate, it will cause public anger, let's not miss He Lu's hard-earned opportunity in vain. ”

Therefore, Fan Weiran immediately told Ye Yan in his heart, "Today, you and I, abandon our past suspicions and cooperate sincerely! ”

Ye Yu also decisively agreed.

"I thought you were going to say something forgiving and forgiving. However, it can be seen that the many plans of Suijia City, the real operator, is indeed You He Lu. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Since Master He Xiaoxian is so responsible, I respect you as a man." Okay, until you are exposed, I can't take the sword, I will only take your head in this Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace today. ”

He Lu was stunned.

Don't talk about other people, just say that Fan Weiran felt a little relaxed.

The Sword Immortal's reply was really unexpected, but if he really fought today, even if he killed a few more, as long as it didn't involve too much of the Baotong Fairyland, why didn't Fan Weiran do it? The previous secret agreement with Ye Yu and Huang Yuecheng would be null and void.

Ye Yan's expression changed slightly.

Chen Ping'an pointed at the sword immortal who was stuck obliquely on the ground with a folding fan, "Master He Xiaoxian, don't be polite, just take the sword." After you die, how many monks will remember your kindness. It's a well-deserved death. ”

He Lu couldn't hold back his face again, his gaze shifted slightly, and he looked at Master Ye Yan who was sitting on the side.

On the side of the bead curtain at the side door of the main hall, a beautiful woman walked out, and said angrily: "You are arrogant, why do you want to be so domineering, what about a sword immortal who everyone is afraid of you, a cultivator, how can you kill them all like this......

As the bead curtain was lifted and fell, it rattled and was as crisp as the sound of a pearl and jade rolling.

Hujun Yin Hou was furious, he didn't turn his head, and waved his sleeve vigorously, "Go back!"

A sleeve smashed the dragon girl into the bead curtain, and with a bang, it should have hit the wall on the side of the house, listening to the sound, there was no second sound, which meant that the graceful body did not fall to the ground at all, and it should have been trapped in the wall.

Cangyun Lake Hujun's hand is not lightweight, and it is very heavy.

Chen Ping'an looked at the Hu Jun who was wearing a purple robe, smiled, and looked around, "Good place." ”

Hujun Yin Hou bowed down, "The sword fairy came to the cold house, a small mansion, full of brilliance. ”

Chen Ping'an tapped twice with the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "The main water temple of Shaoxi Canal, once, you and I are hot on Cangyun Lake, a small fight, and again, with the Dragon Palace to gather heroes from all sides, and I in the city with the drive to learn the Tao, again." As the old saying goes, there are no more than three things, and this dragon girl who is righteous and reasonable, this is already the fourth time, what should I do?"

Hujun Yin Hou didn't straighten his waist and get up, but just raised his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "What should the Sword Immortal say, Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace will do it!"

The white-clothed sword immortal was noncommittal, and said empathetically: "Hu Jun is not in a hurry, wait for He Xiaoxian Master to draw his sword, if he pulls out his sword, won't you be dumbfounded again." Now that you have put aside these words that have chilled the hearts of your allies early, it will affect your Dragon Palace to divide the accounts afterwards and make a lot less fairy money. ”

Hujun Yinhou's eyes were pitiful, and he smiled bitterly: "Sword Immortal is funny. ”

Chen Ping'an pointed at the white-haired old man sitting next to He Lu with a folding fan, "It's time for you to come out to remedy the crisis, and if you don't say anything, you can turn the tide, but it's too late." ”

Ye Yan sighed softly.

The old man, who had just been taught by the city lord's secret words, couldn't sit or stand for a while.

In the end, he could only lose most of his sharpness, and stood up hard, "Then let me, an old thing with half of my body in the ground, have the courage to make a few words with the sword immortal?"

But above the main hall of the Dragon Palace, I only heard the sword immortal whisper the word "pity", and it seemed that his expression was a little unfinished?

The words of the sword immortal are really unreasonable.

Yan Qing turned her head, because the delicate-looking Cui girl next to her was secretly pulling her sleeve.

Yan Qing quietly stretched out a finger and signaled this girl who had never been unscrupulous in her teacher to keep quiet.

The girl smiled knowingly, nodded slightly, and communicated with Yan Qing with the ripples of the heart lake, "Senior Aunt Yan, he is cultivating his mind in a small way, so weird, even I can only see a vague one, just like ...... The woodcutter sharpens his knife first, but he vaguely looks at him as if he dislikes the lack of us people, the grinding stone is not big enough, and the shadow has a city outline, and he is probably thinking about the vast number of people in the city...... That's what it means, anyway. This guy is so cunning, he deliberately took a few stupid snakes on Cangyun Lake to temper his physique, and now he will come again. Alas, Senior Aunt Yan, you know, I used to admire the kind of sword immortal that the second ancestor often talked about, but now I don't dare to admire it, and I am scared to death. ”

Yan Qing only felt unbelievable, and became more and more haggard.

This is a disordered state of mind that she has never had since she became a monk.

The immortal mind method used by the master to subliminally hide the truth is useless, and the meditation and concentration of his own kung fu are useless.

The white-clothed sword immortal suddenly muttered to himself, seeming a little helpless, "Okay, you said you could do it, then take it as if it was okay." ”

This person's skin is actually far from being exposed, but he can't bear it, and he is a sword immortal with infinite killing power.

At this time, everyone sitting in the main hall of the Dragon Palace was a little noisy, suspicious, and always felt that the white-clothed immortal in front of him had a deep meaning in his words and deeds, and this young sword immortal ...... It is worthy of a sword immortal.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to the white-haired old man who had already prepared his words, "It's best to shut up." ”

A faint green sword light suddenly appeared, the old man's expression changed drastically, he stomped on the ground, shook his sleeves, and the whole person turned into a palm-sized origami flying kite, and began to flee in all directions.

That flying sword followed me like a shadow.

The escape route of the snow-white paper kite is also quite exquisite, once tried to sweep out of the door of the main hall, after being pierced by the flying sword in the wings of a hole, it began to wander in the banquet case, with those staggered qi practitioners, as well as the cups and bowls on several cases as an obstacle to block the flying sword, such as a dexterous bird around the branches and flying flowers, constantly threading needles and threads, dangerous and dangerous, even more frightened those qi practitioners one by one pale faces, and did not dare to scold in front of Huang Yuecheng and Ye Yan, extremely aggrieved, resentful in his heart how this old immortal thing did not die.

Chen Ping'an looked at He Lu, "One last time to remind you to take the sword." ”

He Lu kept silent, just held the hand of the bamboo flute, and the green tendons burst out.

Ye Yan got up slowly, with a pleasant face, and asked, "Although the Sword Immortal is safe and sound, we have never really made a big mistake and committed a capital crime. But in the end, during this period of time, it is true that we have disturbed the Qing cultivation of the Sword Immortal, so can we let Huang Yuecheng take the lead, and I, Ye Yu, will personally come forward and help the Sword Immortal make up for one or two?"

The young sword immortal smiled and nodded, "Naturally." There is a saying that the city god of Suijia City has a good saying, there is nothing in the world that cannot be discussed. ”

Stretching out his hand, he grabbed the sword in his hand, and wiped it horizontally with a sword, "Say, make a price." ”

The sword fairy's actions were too unexpected, and the sword was even more galloping, and when he flicked his wrist and threw the sword into the scabbard casually, everyone didn't understand what the meaning of this hand was.

The city lord of Huang Yue City, who had always been known for his gentleness and elegance on the mountains of more than a dozen countries, suddenly said angrily: "Zhuzi'an dares to kill people in person!"

Everyone raised their heads in unison, and finally their eyes stayed on the handsome young man who reached out and covered his neck.

The immortal bamboo flute in his hand had fallen to the ground, like a pearl and jade shattering, dingdong.

He Lu's figure staggered back a few steps, and there was already blood oozing out between his fingers, and the young immortal was already full of tears, covering his neck with one hand, and reaching out to Ye Yan with the other, whimpering and trembling: "Father save me, save me ......"

Fan Weiran was terrified in his heart, and then felt that he had been slapped hard, which was hot and painful.

She was almost so angry that her white hair stood on end, and she directly bounced off the golden crown given by the immortal!

What a He Lu, a good Ye Lu, a good pair of clumsy father and son who have calculated more than a dozen monks!

If he and Baotong Wonderland really had the idea of promoting Yan Qing and He Lu to become Taoist couples, wouldn't they want meat buns to beat dogs with their father and son's city skills? He Lu, the old fox who was originally a father and son, took 10,000 steps back and said, Yan Yatou didn't help the Taoist He Lu deal with the Baotong Wonderland, and she couldn't do the trick of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, but when the time comes, the Dao heart will be ruined after all, and he really respects the teacher, and if he wants to help the master deal with Huang Yuecheng, Yan Qing has to be powerless!

Fan Weiran drank the wine in the cup and laughed loudly: "Happy and happy, He Lu, this bad seed really died well! Ye Yan, you have lost your beloved son, and you still don't have hatred to make a move, and you can bear the revenge of killing your son? ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You will also die, don't worry about reincarnation." ”

Fan Weiran's hearty laughter came to an abrupt end.

He Lu saw that Ye Yan was about to stretch out his hand, but he withdrew his hand, his heart was sad and desperate, his vision was hazy, staring at the father who was unwilling to do anything for him, the young man's eyes were full of hatred, and then he slowly turned his head, the more blood was between his fingers, he looked at Yan Qing who was full of horror, and his eyes turned to pleading, "Yan Qing, save me." ”

Yan Qing exhaled a breath of turbidity, grabbed the short sword, stood up, and turned his head to look at the white-clothed sword immortal, "This sword is only for yourself." ”

The white-clothed sword immortal put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded: "Seek benevolence and benevolence, and seek death and death." This filthy dragon palace finally popped up a decent cultivator. ”

Yan Qing stood with a short sword, smiling freely, when her state of mind returned to clarity, the divine brilliance flowed, the aura flowed all over her body, and the golden crown on her head was shining, which made this woman who was all over the country and the city flutter like immortals.

It's just that it's really good-looking, but all the qi practitioners in the main hall of the Dragon Palace still feel inexplicable.

He Lu staggered back, and finally leaned his back against the wall, and fell to the ground, sitting where he was.

Eventually, a skull slipped and fell to the ground.

It was far inferior to the thunderous sound that had made all the monks feel like they had been hit hard in the heart, and they were a little out of breath.

Huang Yuecheng He Lu died like this.

A cultivator genius who had the hope of standing side by side with Ye Yan and Fan Weiran on the top of the mountain, was separated like this?

Looking at the outstanding fairy Yan Qing again, the audience was even more surprised.

He is also the most outstanding son of heaven on the mountains of more than a dozen countries.

He Lu is such a delicate person, but he died in the Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace in this foreign country because he lacked some luck, but this fairy Yan Qingming has the opportunity to clear himself, how can his brain be so confused?

So how did this pair of golden boys and girls who almost became a fairy couple come together in the first place?

Or is it that the love is deep-rooted, and when he saw that the lover was dead, Yan Qing was angry and took out his sword angrily?

It's just that he slashed out at a genuine sword immortal, it's really not that we look down on you Yan Qing and bring humiliation on ourselves.

At the critical moment when Yan Qing was holding his sword and gathering momentum, the young sword immortal was staring at him.

Visionary!

Near the center seat on Ye Yan's side, a table full of delicacies and wines exploded with a bang, and the qi practitioners on both sides flew out directly and hit a large area.

A sturdy body with golden light all over his body, after breaking the case without warning, stepped on the ground, and the entire Dragon Palace trembled, and then handed out a punch, knocking the white-clothed sword fairy out directly, and the walls of the main hall were smashed through on the spot, not only that, but the sound of breaking the wall sounded one after another.

This punch.

Is it really a dream that Liang Feng can hand out the Five Realms Qi Cultivator?

Fan Weiran and Ye Yan quickly glanced at each other, and they both saw shock and panic in each other's eyes.

This person is so deeply hidden, he is definitely not a pawn on both sides!

Maybe it's the real accomplice of the old monkey raiser and the queen of the fox charm of the silver screen country!

This punch sneak attack, as long as there is no defense in advance, the two of them will definitely not be able to hold on, and they will inevitably be seriously injured on the spot.

The man who didn't look amazing, in this pinnacle punch that gathered his life's fist intent, and after handing it out heartily, he directly shattered his entire arm and drooped down, but the man was arrogant, and he looked at the palace full of monks like chickens and dogs, and laughed happily: "This punch is a killer punch, I should have found an opportunity to hand it to the old thief of Na Xiazhen, and I never wanted to be preempted by a stunned young man who likes to pretend to be garlic." ”

The man looked through the dusty distance through the walls that seemed to have been opened, "It is said that you, the sword immortal, are unreasonable and have a golden body and body, what about now, and the golden body is not golden?

The man spat out a mouthful of blood and glanced at the sheathed long sword on the ground, "Bullshit sword fairy, what the hell! I've been putting up with you for a long time, and I went down with a sword to slaughter a chicken cub who watched the sea realm, and I really think I was invincible?"

The corners of Hujun Yinhou's mouth curled, and then the amplitude became larger and larger, and finally the whole face was rippling with a smile.

Fan Weiran also laughed.

Only Ye Yan was also relieved, but when he glanced at the headless corpse on the other side of the wall, he was depressed and still couldn't laugh at all.

Fortunately, this young son who hid his identity was a Sea-Viewing Realm monk who had attained Taoism after all, and he had already collected his soul in several key qi mansions on his own.

It's just that such a good innate body, with the so-called golden branches and jade leaves of that immortal, where will I find it in the future? How will I be among the Jindan realm in the future? Even out of the blue, better than the blue, better than myself, with a Huangyue city to the top of the mountain?

The other three qi practitioners of Mengliang Peak swallowed saliva one by one.

How did this waste junior disciple who couldn't beat a fart with a few sticks on weekdays suddenly become a top grandmaster with a fist like thunder?

Yan Qing stood in place.

On the top of the main hall, even if they knew that this legendary Golden Body Realm Great Master was a friend or foe, they still began to cheer, slapping the table one by one, and some people directly picked up the wine pot and drank it up, giving a thumbs up to the pure martial artist, and some people began to praise the Mengliang Country for not only being prosperous in literature, but also so prosperous in martial arts, it was really time for them to become a hegemon in Mengliang Country, and it was long overdue to annex the surrounding countries, and it was impossible to say that they could all become a great dynasty.

Yan Qing stood in the noisy and festive hall, and his heart was empty.

Fan Weiran leaned back with a smile, this old woman also learned from the vulgar monk, raised her head and stretched out her thumb towards Yan Qing, "Yan girl, you have made a miraculous feat! Good Nizi, when you return to Baotong Wonderland, I will definitely reward you with the heavy weapon of the Ancestor Hall, I want to see who dares to be unconvinced!"

The first one sensed that something was wrong.

It's the green girl who blinks. It's just that at this moment, she doesn't dare to open the ripples in her heart, let alone small movements.

The delicate girl began to sit upright and became a wooden man.

Then there was the martial artist who secretly climbed to the golden body realm step by step in the Mengliang country.

When the man's face became solemn, Ye Yan and Fan Weiran also realized that things were not good.

Hujun Yinhou, who originally wanted to get acquainted with this strong man, also put away the smile on his face little by little, and quickly held his breath and concentrated.

A white-clothed sword immortal walked out of "one door after another" and finally appeared on the top of the main hall.

Fan Weiran's Qi Practitioner who was in the middle of the position had already crawled in a row, and he was in a hurry to make way for the Sword Immortal and the Golden Body Realm Grandmaster.

I saw that the sword immortal patted his shoulder, shook his snow-white sleeves, and said with a smile: "Earlier, on the ferry, some people said that the Jindan Realm Qi Cultivators here are all paper paste. The man slowly walked towards the martial arts of Mengliang Country, where was there any sign of "crushing and rotting of the internal organs"?

He smiled as he walked: "Now I see that your golden body realm martial artist is not much better, it is made of mud, it is still the kind that has not been dried, so you broke one of your arms?

The man said in a deep voice: "You are actually a far-away realm martial artist! Yes and no?! You are not a sword immortal at all, right or not? Before you punch, give me a clear explanation!"

The man pressed one hand to his abdomen, held his forehead with the other, and said helplessly: "This big brother, don't be like this, really, you told so many jokes in the Dragon Palace today, I was lucky not to be crushed to death by the catastrophe in that Suijia City, but you are about to die of laughter here." ”

Hujun Yin Hou sighed, sat on the steps, held his head with both hands, and hey, Lao Tzu accepted his fate. Fight, fight, fight, you can toss as much as you like, and if you demolish the Dragon Palace, I Yin Hou only need to frown, and I will have the same surname as that sword fairy in the future.

Some of the young monks wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

The white-clothed sword immortal turned his head to look at Fan Weiran and Hujun Yinhou, "I am the physique of a martial artist of the Golden Body Realm, and it is the news that you have spread?

The man took a deep breath, smiled, didn't flinch at all, took a step back with his right foot, raised the only remaining arm, and put on a posture with perfect fist intent, "It doesn't matter if you are a martial artist in the same realm as me, or the sword immortal who flies around, then I will learn again." ”

Chen Ping'an glanced at the other three Mengliangfeng monks, retracted his gaze, and said with a smile: "It seems that you Mengliang Country Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, it's a bit interesting, thank you." ”

The man stepped forward, his fist was like a flood, and the whole palace shook, almost all of the cases were jumped high, just when everyone thought that it was another battle to the death that met on a narrow road, the man was actually a backwards, as fast as thunder, and crashed into the wall behind him that had not yet "opened the door", and after it shattered, it seemed to be the immortal magic power that shrunk thousands of miles of mountains and rivers as square inches, and disappeared in an instant.

It is worthy of the golden body realm martial artist who has not been seen in two hundred years, and the body method is indeed elusive, which makes people unguardable.

It's just that above the main hall, the white-clothed sword immortal is gone.

Then on the side of the newly opened wall gate, the legendary Golden Body Realm martial artist "walked" back step by step.

It's just that a big sleeve and palm peek out from the man's heart.

Not only did he instantly block the way of this great martial arts master, but also made a judgment of life and death, and that sword immortal directly pierced the opponent's chest and back with one left hand!

The white-clothed sword immortal raised his right hand, pressed the man's head, and gently pushed it.

Fluttering upside down and flying out, it just fell in the center of the main hall.

The white-clothed sword fairy shook his sleeves, and a string of scarlet blood suddenly splashed on the ground beside him.

And above the main hall, the origami flying kite was still running frantically, dodging the faint green sword light behind its buttocks.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Haven't played enough?"

The faint green flying sword suddenly accelerated, the paper kite turned into powder, and the white-haired old man with blurred flesh and blood fell heavily on the ground of the main hall.

The flying sword swept back to its master leisurely, like a bird depending on a person, slowly circulating, extremely docile.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the girl in the emerald green dress, who grinned.

Chen Ping'an also smiled and said: "He Lu of Huangyue City, Yan Qing of Baotong Wonderland, and Marquis Yin of Cangyun Lake, none of these three will tell you, it is best to put the battlefield directly in that driving city, maybe I am the most constrained, and you are the safest, it's hard to kill me, at least you have a greater chance of running away?"

Lake Monarch Yin Hou let go of his hand and raised his head, " Sword Immortal, I mentioned this, He Lu also agreed, he also came up with a lot of chain buckles, such as using all kinds of spells, coercing the people to flock up, straight to the ghost house and the like, but in the end, both sides feel that it is too close to the city of Suijia, it is easy to alarm you, the big sword immortal who can fly the sword and take people's heads a thousand steps away, no one wants to send them to death first, the lives of the monks of Huangyue City and Baotong Wonderland are expensive, they don't take the lead, and the rest of the vassal mountains are not all fools, who is willing to do it, quarrel around, so they have to give up。 Sword Immortal, what I should say, what I shouldn't say, I've said it, next, just kill, my Dragon Palace, a thousand-year foundation, don't do it. After today, as long as the sword immortal is gracious and I am lucky not to die, Cangyun Lake will definitely repair the landscape luck of the city with it, and it will be regarded as atonement. ”

After Yan Qing heard the beginning of those words, his face turned white and trembled.

If the Dao heart is unstable, the aura of the qi will be unstable, and the hand holding the sword will be even more unstable.

Chen Ping'an put his fingers together and waved it lightly.

The city lord of Huang Yue City deliberately remained motionless, and Ye Yu allowed the long sword to penetrate his chest and nail himself to the wall.

And only a foot away from Fan Weiran's eyebrows, there was a faint green flying sword hovering with a slightly trembling tip.

The old woman also did not move.

"You are the smartest, one will judge the situation more than the other, this point, I really admire you, there is no sneering at all. ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, put his hands behind his back, slowly walked forward, and then caught a glimpse of a wine jug, casually moved, held the wine jug in one hand, held the glass in the other, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and smiled strongly, "If there are a few He Lu present, or the people of the city who follow the city see it, you can't scold me, the sword immortal is unforgiving, the people's grievances are boiling, and everyone is making money, why kill indiscriminately, people who have only seen a few faces, and they don't really fight to the death, there are no fewer arms and legs and spit out those buckets of blood, what is the reason to judge people from good and evil, Condemning life and death, why be so aggressive and killing, such a person who has no Bodhisattva heart, must be the same as the person who was killed, it is a raccoon dog ......"

Hearing these words, all the qi practitioners felt cold all over their bodies.

Listen to the meaning of this great sword immortal?

Not done yet?

Chen Ping'an looked at the old woman who was sitting in the first place, "You are lucky, there is no good son like He Lu, so we can discuss." ”

Then he turned his head and glanced at Ye Yan, "Ye City Lord is hard to say." ”

The eyelashes of the girl in the emerald green dress moved.

Still learning from the old monk to sit still, motionless, body and mind not moving, nothing moving, just relying on the strange magic power that seemed to be the ancestor to enjoy food, and peeked at it.

Chen Ping'an stopped suddenly, it seemed that he had lost the demeanor of the sword fairy in an instant, his expression was tired, full of tiredness, and his eyes were gloomy, just like the long sword on the wall that ran through Ye Yan's body, the golden light was not obvious, he looked around, poured another glass of wine, threw the wine jug back to its original place, and then gently poured the wine from the wine glass in front of him, as if toasting people to the grave, and said to himself: "But after those heavenly tribulations, burn incense for the City God Temple. The people of the city who knelt on the ground and kowtowed over and over again, just went with the flow, they were the real weaklings, and for many truths, probably the vast majority of them, especially those who chose to be silent, never knew what was going on in their lives. So they worship the City God, worship the wrong one, worship the Fire God Shrine, but it can't be more right, I can't be more right for them, and some of your monks are clean and self-reliant, pure cultivation, ignoring the world, disgusted with red dust, it's the same, I don't like it or not, there's nothing to say right or wrong, there are thousands of avenues under your feet, and whoever walks is not walking. In the end, you didn't scold me on the roof of the ancestral temple, but instead crashed into the sea of clouds and heavenly tribulation, and your golden body was shattered in two? I really couldn't open my mouth at that time, otherwise I would have scolded you a few words, and punched you so much that I would have gone back to the ancestral temple to stay, a little heavenly tribulation, and I would have died? I almost died, I was a cultivator anyway, half dead, what were I afraid of. Before this, I calculated how much, you and I met too late, and I didn't have time to tell you. Of course, if I saw it earlier, I won't say that people's hearts are still ghostly, who dares to believe whom. ”

In words.

A pop sounded at Fan Weiran's eyebrows.

As if he had been hit the head, he threw himself back.

On the contrary, Ye Yan was still unharmed, just looking at being nailed to the wall.

But the old woman definitely didn't really die, because the old woman's face and body withered instantly, but there was an unusual ripple of qi in the Dragon Palace, and it disappeared in a flash.

The young sword fairy seemed a little helpless, and crushed the wine glass in his hand. There is no way, that Yuqing Bright Talisman has long been destroyed, otherwise this kind of immortal method that can disperse the Yin God like a mist and hide a natal golden pill at the same time is unpredictable, as long as that Chongxuan Yunxiao Palace talisman comes out, it will instantly envelop the land within a radius of several miles, and most of the old ancestors of this Baotong Immortal Realm will still not be able to escape. As for his ability to draw talismans after the war, not to mention the several "Danshu True Writings" talismans that he was proficient in, there was no one who could target this situation.

Therefore, the monks on the mountain have always been easy to win and difficult to kill, especially the qi practitioners who have entered the Jindan realm, who do not have several means to save their lives.

At this point, pure martial arts are much more neat, catch and fight, and often lose is death.

But it doesn't matter, the golden crown on the old woman's head is still there.

It may be that it can't be taken away, or it may be that it is wrapped in this thing and escaped, and obvious traces will be revealed, and the old woman is too afraid of her flying sword.

Chen Ping'an took out a folding fan, twisted it with two fingers, slowly opened and closed, and said with a smile: "What, I believe whatever I say?" Then I said that I am a martial artist of the Six Realms, not a sword cultivator at all, do you believe it or not?"

Chen Ping'an looked at one of the Mengliang Peak monks, "Can you tell me?"

The man knelt down directly, opened his throat and shouted, "Whatever the sword fairy says, the little ones believe it!"

Chen Ping'an turned his head, looked at the young pair of men and women with swords, and said, "What a coincidence, we met again, with the trip to the city, can the two immortal masters have something to gain?"

The young man sat on the ground.

The young woman said softly: "Returning to the Sword Immortal, there is no gain." ”

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "The old man who squatted on his shoulder, during the scuffle, he didn't miss you?"

The young nun said bitterly: "As soon as we saw that it was him, we fled directly. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "That's how it should be." In the future, let your junior brother have a better temper, and then have the experience of going down the mountain, walking the rivers and lakes, seeing more and talking less. ”

For the first time, she was politely greeted by this unpredictable young sword immortal, and the young female cultivator did not have the slightest joy, she only felt that everything was over, and she and her junior brother were going to be hung up. He Lu, a golden-body realm martial artist of the Mengliang Kingdom, Fan Weiran, the old man of Huangyue City worships the kite immortal, the city lord Ye Yu, the dead and the wounded, and this sword immortal has chatted for a while, which one has a good end?

Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyebrows, frowned slightly, and then stretched in an instant, and smiled at the two of them: "Meeting is fate, you go first." ”

The slumped junior got up and rushed to the door of the main hall.

His senior sister couldn't dissuade him, thinking that it would be a bloody scene where a head was cut off by a flying sword, and he never thought that his junior brother not only ran away, but also shouted in a hurry: "Senior sister, hurry up!"

When the young female cultivator saw the white-clothed sword immortal with a smile in his eyes like a spring breeze and an ancient well abyss, she hesitated for a moment and saluted, "Thank you for the sword immortal's extrajudicial kindness!"

She trembled, used her aura, and slowly swept out of the ruined Dragon Palace Hall.

Chen Ping'an walked straight forward and walked up the steps, where Hujun Yin Hou was sitting.

As for the flying sword, it always lingered around the white-clothed sword immortal.

Sword Immortal, you are free, I will not move my fingers and crooked thoughts today anyway.

Chen Ping'an didn't sit in the position like an imperial dragon chair, but just stretched out his fingers and tapped it, as if he was ...... Inspection?

Chen Ping'an turned around, held the handle of the dragon chair with his hand, and faced everyone in the hall, "I'm clumsy, I can't tell the difference between good and bad, I'll treat you as half of the good and bad, at the banquet tonight, half of you are dead and half of you are alive." You are either close friends, or mortal enemies who want to fight their brains, anyway, they are always familiar with their respective family backgrounds, let's talk about it, who has done what evil things, try to pick the big one, the more shocking the world, the better, what others have, you don't, but you have become a good person, then you have a chance to live. ”

There was silence in the main hall.

The white-clothed sword immortal smiled again: "To add, the mountains are beating around, calculating or something, not counting." Tonight, we'll just talk about what happened under the mountain. ”

Suddenly, a young and crisp voice sounded softly, "Sword Immortal, it's still daytime, you shouldn't say 'tonight'." ”

Chen Ping'an looked at the person who spoke, it was the girl in the emerald green dress, looking at the seating arrangement, she was a more important child of Baotong Wonderland.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Thank you for reminding, I saw that the Dragon Palace Hall was brightly lit, and I mistakenly thought it was night." ”

Ye Yan suddenly said: "This sword of the Sword Immortal is not a magic weapon, it turns out to be so, but this is right." ”

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "Knowing that the methods of you Jindan immortals are endless, hurry up and get out." ”

Ye Yan laughed, and walked forward directly, allowing the long sword to pass through his body and stay on the wall.

Ye Yan sighed and said: "I never thought that our Huang Yue City would fall to this point, the son who has the most hope to inherit the family business died, the chief worshipper died, and my Ye Yu also injured the root of the Great Dao, there is no hope to take that step up in this life, this sword immortal, what do you want me Ye Yu to do, so that I don't chase down Huang Yue City and cut the grass and root out the grass for us?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's very simple, you don't need to set up an ecstasy array with me here, since you can't break your golden pill, you can quickly find your backer." After the previous catastrophe, he had appeared in the sky above the Driving City, and if you guessed correctly, you have something to do with him. That person's realm is very high, and I don't hurt me lightly, as soon as he comes, we just settle the new accounts and old accounts together. But if he can call the person behind the curtain of the person who successfully seized the treasure and deal with a junior like me together, even if you have a big face, I can only run away with oil on the soles of my feet, our lake monarch has a canal master, and there is a plaque in her temple that is excellent, and the green water flows for a long time. ”

Ye Yan said helplessly: "Since the Sword Immortal Dao has broken the Heavenly Machine, can you only keep dying, and won't let me take He Lu's soul?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I want to say that you should take away the three souls and seven spirits of He Xiaoxian Master, so that your method of escaping away will show clues, even if I said so before, do you dare to do this?" I don't think you will." ”

Ye Yan nodded and said, "It's really not, then as the sword fairy said, the green water will flow forever!"

This city lord of Huangyue City directly crushed the jade plate on his waist.

The figure vanished out of thin air.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the roof, as if his eyes had gone to the distance of Cangyun Lake.

This jade plaque, the effect of shrinking the ground into inches, is even more exaggerated than a golden square inch talisman.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyebrows.

Splitting headaches.

The long sword on the wall, with a flash of golden light, pierced into a key hole in He Lu's headless body.

Then a puff of black smoke gushed out of He Lu's body, instantly turned into ten wisps, trying to run his way, but was smashed on the wall by the white-clothed sword fairy with a wave of his sleeves, turning into ashes and falling down.

When he raised his head, his expression had softened, "You can start to reason with the facts, cherish it, I believe that in your previous cultivation career, there have not been a few times that you can help yourself survive by reasoning." ”

The white-clothed sword immortal grabbed it in the air, the scabbard swept back to him, and the long sword returned to the sheath in midair.

He sat on the dragon chair with his sword in his lap.

Yan Qing faced the white-clothed sword immortal who was sitting on a high place, and said in a deep voice: "You like this, it's really terrifying!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't talk about you, I'm even afraid of myself." ”

The girl in the emerald green dress hurriedly grabbed Yan Qing's wrist, her face was full of anxiety, there were some tears in her eyes, and she said in her heart: "Aunt Yan, really don't say it again, he has already wanted to kill you twice before, it's true." Plus this time, it's just that what he said is only three times! This sword immortal spoke, and no one could understand or guess it, but his general intentions couldn't deceive me, Senior Aunt Yan, I begged you, okay? ”

Chen Ping'an rested his elbow on the handle of the dragon chair, his body was crooked, and he sat lazily, "If you don't say anything more, I'll just slash and kill." ”

So some people began to expose the details of another qi practitioner.

He is a monk of the Cave Mansion Realm of a rival sect.

The foundation of the sect is not deep, the realm of the monks is not high, but the bad things they do are not few.

It was the one who opened the mouth, carefully chosen.

On the line of life and death, if you don't use your brain, do you have to go to the legendary Hades Hall to shout injustice again?

The Dragon Palace of Cangyun Lake is still brilliantly lit, and it is difficult to distinguish between day and day.

But the scene on the lake is already a crescent moon bending willow tops, quiet and serene.

The lights have been turned off early and the lanterns have been taken off early, and every household, closed its door, does not dare to increase the light at night, causing trouble in vain.

Bibo separated, and walked out of a young sword immortal in white with a sword on his back, and beside him was the Cangyun Lake Monarch who had taken a reassuring pill.

As for the Dragon Palace, after arguing for so long, most of them died in the end, not half of them as agreed in advance.

Of all the people who survived by luck, none of them felt that this sword fairy master had a bad temper, and he had survived, and he was still not satisfied?

Chen Ping'an has an extra crystal clear porcelain bottle in his hand, with turquoise flowing water rippling in it, this bottle is the essence of water transportation, not to mention the rare and valuable value, and it is tantamount to a timely rain for himself.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Hujun, do you think your luck is good or bad?"

Hu Jun, who had lost the purple robe, smiled and said: "I don't want these at all, in the future, I, Cangyun Lake Hujun, will definitely protect this side of the water and soil, too long-term, I don't dare to open the river, so I honestly follow the instructions of the Sword Immortal, protect the boundary waters of this Cangyun Lake, a hundred years of wind and rain, there is no natural disaster, as for man-made disasters, I still follow the advice of the Sword Immortal and go with it." ”

"This is a good way to say it among your water gods. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "And that incident, don't forget." ”

Hujun Yinhou lowered his head and hugged his fists and said: "You must keep it in mind, the sword fairy just rest assured, if it doesn't work, the sword fairy will return from his travels in the year, pass by this Cangyun Lake, and then slash me to death with a sword." ”

The white-clothed sword immortal is gone.

Not only did he lose the dragon robe, but he also didn't have the dragon chair, Cangyun Lake Jun, who didn't straighten his waist for a long time, and waited until he was about to touch the young sword immortal for more than a hundred miles, and then he exhaled a long breath.

I never thought that as long as I survived, I would feel so happy.

The road is impermanent, nothing more than this.

The previous sword immortal was in the main hall of his own Dragon Palace, how did he feel that he was a city god with clear rewards and punishments?

It's weird.

This is probably the real sword fairy in the legend.

The two female cultivators avoided the water and came to the lake, and when the lake monarch Yin Hou saw that beautiful face again, he only felt that his eyes were burning at a glance, and it was all a monstrous disaster caused by these monks of Baotong Wonderland!

Hujun Yin Hou snorted coldly and walked away.

The little girl in the emerald green dress complained: "That sword fairy is so greedy for money, after getting Fan Laozu's immortal golden crown, she didn't even let go of the one on Aunt Yan's head! That's it, I'm embarrassed to ask if there is a little summer money Gu Yuqian, sure enough, I don't admire the sword fairy right, this kind of sword fairy who has plucked his feathers is not a sword fairy at all!"

It turned out that Yan Qing no longer had a golden crown on his head.

She took the girl's hand, looked into the distance, looked in a trance, and then smiled: "Yes, the green girl admires this kind of person." ”

The girl hugged Yan Qing's arm, shook it gently, and asked Jiaohan: "Senior Aunt Yan, why don't we return to Baotong Wonderland with Shimen, the world outside is so dangerous." ”

Yan Qing suddenly smiled and said, "Cui girl, let's not go back to the master first, let's go to the rivers and lakes, right?"

The girl thought about it, her smile bloomed, and she was radiant, "Okay, I've wanted to drink secretly for a long time!"

When the monks of the Dragon Palace in Cangyun Lake dispersed.

The white-clothed immortal Imperial Sword entered the city, but he didn't go directly to the ghost mansion.

Instead, he collected the sword behind his back, landed in a dark alley, bent down and picked up a small summer money, he held the money in one hand, slapped his forehead with a folding fan in the other, cried and mourned, seemed to be self-conscious, and muttered: "This kind of dirty hand money is also picked up? Forget it, that's right, don't pick it up for nothing, don't worry, I haven't been a cultivator for so many years, I earn money, I practice, I practice boxing, whoever does it badly, who is the son and grandson. It's hard to kill Yuan Ying, compete with yourself, have I lost? Okay, I've lost, it's pretty miserable. But at the end of the day, it's not that I'm good?"

I'm afraid that only Jiang Shangzhen, or Yang Ningxing, who is here, can understand these words.

The big sleeves swayed, and the white-clothed sword fairy walked all the way leisurely and leisurely, and walked back to the ghost house.

Occasionally, the door gods who passed through the portal gave birth to a little aura, and they all retreated and hid in an instant.

On tiptoe a little, climb over the wall and land in the yard.

After Chen Ping'an landed, he instantly squinted.

Du Yu was startled, like a ghost in the daytime, and hurriedly spread out his hand, revealing the soldier armor pill in his palm that he didn't know how many pairs of gods he could buy. He also said that his name was Jiang Shangzhen, and he said that he was a good brother of his predecessors, and he snatched the child, and I performed a fixing technique on him, and he couldn't move his whole body, and he couldn't do it with a jade stone, and he also said that the little orphan had that cultivation qualification, and he brought it back to Aquarius, so don't worry about the seniors, just rest assured that you can travel to the north. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, picked up the sword fairy and waved it casually, and nailed the sword with the scabbard into a pillar, and then sat on the bamboo chair, don't raise the sword gourd, the flying sword fifteen happily swept into it, Chen Ping'an lay back, and said slowly: "Got it." This Golden Black Armor Pill, you can keep it, it should be yours, you don't have to be polite to that guy, anyway, he has money, and he has a lot of money. ”

Du Yu was overjoyed, held back for a long time, but still couldn't hold back his smiling face, and finally sat on the small bench with peace of mind, and carefully looked at the priceless soldier armor pill.

Chen Ping'an glanced at him and smiled, "I won't stay here for a long time, you will go out of the city with me when the time comes, and then you will go your own way." But I told you in advance, in the future, your life and death, I can only say that it is not a certain death, I have already released words to Cangyun Lake Lake, after this trip to the north, I will return south in the future, for you, it is also a talisman, but it is still not a life-saving talisman, this time with the planning of the city, if I am not mistaken, there is not a great monk behind the scenes, but two, fortunately, one of them, it is very likely to be related to Mengliang country, he has already succeeded, kill me...... There is a reason, but it may not be too persistent, of course, a better situation is that they don't target me, and I don't die in the north, that talisman will always work, I am not your ancestor after all, and then you Du Yu will ask for more blessings. So if you are killed one day, you must at least be Yuanying, and I will try to help you avenge it at that time. ”

Some words.

Chen Ping'an still didn't speak.

For example, Jiang Shangzhen does things and never drags mud and water.

Maybe in addition to seeing Du Yu, there is also something that Jiang Shangzhen disdains to talk to outsiders.

This guy who was born as an authentic spectrum immortal master is a spectrum immortal master who Chen Ping'an feels is more wild than Ye Xiu.

And the difficulty of Liu Laocheng on Liudao Island in Shujianhugong and Liu Zhimao on Qingxia Island is clear, Chen Ping'an is clear, not to mention Jiang Shangzhen...... Rich.

Chen Ping'an wasn't sure who this guy had more magic weapons when he ran into Cui Dongshan.

It is estimated that the two people each took a small bench and ate melon seeds, and then they didn't do anything, it was a magic weapon for one person, you smashed it, I threw it over, can the two sides talk all night?

So I still have to make more money.

plus the child who is inexplicably equivalent to "falling into the money nest", it can be regarded as a favor owed by him Chen Ping'an, which is not small.

This made Chen Ping'an a little helpless.

After Du Yu thought about it carefully, he carefully put the golden black armor pill into his sleeve, he was really heavy, and said with a smile: "Senior, it's really not me Du Yu boasting, I have experienced so many things by my senior's side, I am bold at this time!"

Chen Ping'an looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu smiled, "I can pull it down!"

It's like I said it first, and I don't have to work hard for my predecessors.

Chen Ping'an opened the folding fan, shook it gently, and said with a bright smile: "Yo, after meeting Jiang Shangzhen, the Du Yu brothers are very skilled." ”

Du Yu said with a sneer: "Don't dare, don't dare, Senior Jiang is a friend of the seniors, and I, the junior of the younger generation, is hard to reach." ”

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and smiled: "It's starting to be disgusting again." ”

Du Yu scratched his head.

After dawn, the seniors told him to do a strange thing, and went to the store in Suijiacheng to buy Spring Festival couplets, painted door gods and spring and blessing characters.

Du Yu was uneasy, not afraid of throwing dung on people as soon as he went out, but afraid of picking up soft persimmons for mountain top immortals such as Fan Laozu and Ye City Lord, and seizing the opportunity to slap himself to death and run.

Last night, the senior's trip to Cangyun Lake, what was the result, the seniors didn't say it themselves, and Du Yu didn't dare to ask more.

Du Yu trembled and bought some things that he had never touched in his life, and not only paid the bill, but also gave some more broken silver as a reward.

His mother's son now has to be kind and kind to others every day!

In case of scaring any child on the street, Du Yu wants to take the initiative to admit his mistake.

Returning to the ghost house with all the mustaches and tails, Du Yu stood outside the door, carrying the package on his back, wiping his sweat, the rivers and lakes are dangerous, and he is killing everywhere, and he is really at ease when he is closer to his predecessors.

At this time, everyone Du Yu saw on the road was a master of deep hiding.

Then the senior took the package, and without Du Yu's help, he began to post the door god couplets and those spring characters and blessing characters alone.

When the seniors finished pasting the last spring word, they raised their heads and were speechless.

Du Yu remembered for no reason that his predecessors once said that "the spring breeze is once", and said that this is the best saying in the world and should not be practiced.

The two left the haunted house.

The predecessors went to the ruins of the Fire God Temple, and everywhere they went, the common people scattered in a hurry, fearing jackals, tigers and leopards.

The seniors were on the side of the main hall ruins, squatting on the ground, twisting out three sticks of incense, and after inserting the incense on the ground, he smiled and said: "I can't fulfill your wish, I will pull it down as soon as I close my eyes, and I still want you to come back and accompany me to be sad." The next time you meet, after scolding me, don't forget to invite me to drink. ”

Du Yu didn't know why his predecessors said this, could this god of the Fire God Ancestral Temple, who was so dead that he could no longer die, still be able to come back to life? Even if the ancestral temple was rebuilt, the local government reshaped the clay statue, and did not eliminate the landscape spectrum for the Yinping State court, how much incense and how many pious prayers of the people in the city could be used to reshape the golden body?

After the two of them left the city together.

After walking for some time, the senior who had long since stopped fighting hats and green shirts took out his hat and hiking poles, and carried the bulky big bamboo box, but he was still wearing a snow-white robe.

Chen Ping'an handed Du Yu two pages of paper, "One is called Yang Qi Lantern Charm, and the other is called Barrier Breaking Charm." In the future, it is your own business to walk the rivers and lakes and do good and evil, but if you encounter some superfluous things that can be done or not, such as being a chivalrous man with an ancient way, or being a qi practitioner who slays demons and eliminates evil for the people, you can use these two talismans. Otherwise, don't be greedy, learn how to draw symbols, and treat them as two pieces of waste paper, can you do it? If you take it, remember to destroy it after reading it. If you don't pick it up, just leave, don't worry. ”

Du Yu took the two pieces of paper without hesitation, "Seniors don't worry, just like the predecessors said, life and death are self-inflicted, I took these two pieces of paper today, and in the future I will learn the immortal talisman taught by my predecessors, as long as it is not the kind of mortal situation, and I have that heart, I Du Yu will definitely do it!"

The man smiled and patted Du Yu on the shoulder, "It's good." ”

Du Yu was a little in tears.

Looking at the figure of the senior gradually moving away.

Du Yu suddenly asked, "Since the predecessor is a sword immortal, why don't you travel far away with the sword?"

The man just lifted his hat, waved his hand, and moved on.