The drizzle was hazy, a fairy ferry from south to north, slowly docked at the egret ferry in the Zhengyang Mountain boundary, and walked down a handsome man, with a green shirt and long coat, stepping on cloth shoes, holding up an oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella handle is an osmanthus branch, followed by a young man in an ink-colored robe, also holding a small umbrella, ordinary green bamboo material, but the fan surface is made of fairy green lotus, it is the chief Zhou who is covered with a face and performs a trick, Cui Dongshan.

The two of them each carried swords, both of them were relics of the secret mansion of the Middle Earth Divine Continent and the North Ju Luzhou, and they had never appeared in the Aquarius Continent, and the two ancient sword immortal relics were named Jia Wusheng and Tianbroom.

Behind him, there was a group of monks who had also traveled to Zhengyang Mountain, talking and laughing, and a young man was talking to a graceful young woman beside him, saying that his mentor was a close friend of the mountain who had a friendship with the sword immortal ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain's Cloud Peak. And that old ancestor of the Cloud Peak, on the battlefield of the Old Dragon City, once fought side by side with the sword immortal of Beiju Luzhou, and joined forces to slash the big demon.

Cui Dongshan listened happily, and asked with a smile in his heart: "Chief Zhou, why don't we change an umbrella?"

Jiang Shangzhen glanced at the bottom of the green lotus umbrella, which was green and faint, and shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's not pleasing." ”

In the team behind him, there was a child with clear eyebrows, about seven or eight years old, holding a big umbrella, gathering on the umbrella surface with water method, accumulating a large pool of rainwater, and then suddenly twisting the handle of the umbrella, the raindrops shot like arrows in all directions, and countless flying swords. It's just a cult embryo who has just set foot in cultivation, and the rain is splashing everywhere, and it is not very powerful, but the raindrops hit the two cinnamon umbrellas and blue lotus umbrellas in front of him, and they are thumping.

A few elders of the division just laughed.

These monks who have achieved the path of cultivation naturally do not need to hold an umbrella, and the spiritual air is overflowing, and the wind and rain retreat by themselves.

The mountain gods of the Middle Five Realms, traveling in all directions, water and fire do not invade, filth and avoidance, those vassal states of the frogs at the bottom of the well, the history of the barnyard officials, and the strange people on the notes of the Zhiwei, are mostly recorded in this generation of monks.

If the two traveling people in front of them can turn the raindrops into invisibility like them, then naturally someone will come forward to prevent the child from continuing to play with the umbrella, and take the initiative to apologize, and say a few kind words about the child's stubbornness and don't be annoyed.

As a result, Cui Dongshan casually slapped the child into the water with a sleeve back, turned his head and said with a hippie smile: "The little cub likes to play in the water, so go to the water to play." ”

Suddenly, although the child had already climbed the mountain at a young age, he had no power to fight back, so in full view of everyone, he drew an arc, swept over a large clump of snow-white reeds, and fell into the water of the ferry.

Jiang Shangzhen turned his head and smiled: "I almost scared Lao Tzu to death, you don't have to apologize, you can lose money." ”

Cui Dongshan snorted.

Jiang Shangzhen immediately changed his words and said: "Break the wealth and eliminate the disaster, break the wealth and eliminate the disaster." ”

A burly man reached out to hold the handle of the magic knife at his waist, and said in a deep voice: "The child is playing, as for this?"

If it weren't for the man holding the umbrella, with a bit of the unique accent of Beiju Luzhou, he would have drawn his knife out of the sheath and slashed it with a knife.

Anyway, it's your own side.

If you make trouble on the side of Zhengyang Mountain, and then make trouble to the nearby court of the Dali Domain, you will not be afraid, but the other party will not be able to eat and walk around.

Although it is said that at the foot of the Aquarius Mountain today, it is forbidden to fight martial arts and fight with immortals, but after twenty years, habits have become natural, and it is still difficult to change for a while.

Cui Dongshan held an umbrella in one hand and crossed his waist with the other, and said confidently: "Lao Tzu is not very old, and he is also a child." ”

Jiang Shangzhen cocked his thumb, pointed to the sword behind him, and sneered: "Staying in Lao Tzu's hometown, dare to ask the sword like this, that little cub is already a corpse at this time." ”

An old monk with a calm temperament immediately spoke to everyone in his heart: "Listening to the accent, it is indeed a monk from Beiju Luzhou, as for whether it is a sword cultivator, it is difficult to say for the time being." ”

Today's Beiju Luzhou is the brother continent of Aquarius Continent, and as for Tongye Continent, it can only be regarded as Sun Tzu Continent.

In the water of the ferry, there is a vision, there is a fire like electricity, shooting out, like a fire dragon out of the water.

It turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon with a flow of precious light, a small cone, made of bronze, more than a foot long, engraved with nine dragons.

It was the child's natal object, and before the person climbed ashore, he had already sacrificed a small cone and stabbed the ink-robed young man holding a blue lotus umbrella.

Everyone saw that the young man laughed "good come", suddenly retracted the green lotus umbrella, grabbed the umbrella handle with both hands, such as holding a sword with a double knife, but it was chopped down with a knife, but the result was only hit by the small cone, the young man was agitated with blood and blood, and his soul was unstable, and he immediately blushed, so he had to shout angrily, and his feet fell into the soft mud soaked in rain.

The child stood on the shore, pinched the mantra with two fingers, quickly recited the mantra in his heart, stamped his feet, and shouted "draw water" Two words, the heaven and earth aura that runs the natal qi house, fingers and the small cone, if there is a line of golden light traction, the exquisitely carved small cone nine dragons, such as the eyes open, have meandered and moved, but the child is too young in the end, refining is not refined, the action is not fast enough, just opened his mouth, absorbing the rain, the ink-robed young man bent sideways, and then was grabbed by the man in green shirt with one hand on the shoulder, a few dragonflies point to the water, so far away, both sides did not dare to take the ferry avenue, selected the reeds by the water, stepped on the reeds, the body up and down, it is very good-looking.

The child didn't want to let go of the two bastards, moved his fingers, stared at the backs of the two people, and said silently: "The wind power is galloping, the oolong is long, and the waterfall is eternal!"

Nine finger-length black dragons wrapped around the bronze cones together, spitting out nine sharp arrows condensed by rain, and the two people who stepped on the reeds hid in Tibet, very embarrassed.

The old monk smiled: "Chuntang, it's okay, put away the little cone." The high technique should be used easily, and it should be forgiving and forgiving. ”

The child put away his fingers, took a deep breath, his face was slightly pale, and the looming rope disappeared, the small cone disappeared in a flash, hovering beside him, the child took out an inconspicuous cotton pouch from his sleeve, and put the small cone engraved with "Qili Long" into the bag, and there was a three-hundred-year-old white-flowered snake and a two-hundred-year-old black snake, all of which would use their own essence and blood to help the master warm the small cone.

The child named Chuntang hung the small sac around his waist, his face was gloomy, and he rubbed his cheeks, which was hot and painful.

The old monk stretched out his fingers, twisted his wrist, and with a gentle stroke, he lifted the big umbrella that had fallen on the muddy road and floated it towards the child.

The child put it in his hand, and in a fit of anger, he threw the umbrella far into the water, out of sight and out of mind, anyway, it was an ordinary thing, not worth a few broken dollars.

The old monk also deliberately pretended not to see Chuntang's childish behavior, this old Jin Dan, who was respected as a real person to protect the country in his hometown vassal country, just looked at the direction of the two of them, and always felt a little strange.

The man who hung the magic sword sneered: "Two pure martial artists who are not in the stream, they dare to pretend to be the sword cultivator of Beiju Luzhou, what kind of brain." ”

The old monk explained: "Most of them are indeed from the Beiju Luzhou clan, otherwise they would not be so arrogant. More things are better than less things, remember to restrain Chuntang, don't seek revenge in Zhengyang Mountain. Now that the peak celebration is about to begin, a great day of celebration, no one wants such a bad thing. You are the protector of Chuntang, if you can't control him, I will come to control you with the precepts of the Patriarch Hall. ”

The man said helplessly: "Ancestor, I know the stakes here. ”

In the reeds in the distance, the two squatted at the water's edge as if they were squatting in a pit.

Jiang Shangzhen held an umbrella on his shoulder and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Cui Dongshan lifted the blue lotus umbrella horizontally, lowered his head and sighed, erased some traces with his sleeve, looked distressed, and then twisted a grain of spiritual light with his two fingers, which was peeled off from the top of the small bronze cone, looked at it intently, and said casually: "Boring, joking." ”

Jiang Shangzhen said: "Look at the child's small cone and cloth bag, is it a vein of dragon raising art? Is there such a place as Qililong in Aquarius? I have never heard of it before." ”

In ancient times, he raised dragons and dragons, and once had a respected status, and he was one of the six major Confucian officials. In later generations, there will be no real dragons in the world, so the so-called dragon breeding is just some mountains, turtles, turtles, turtles, fish and snakes. And this vein is in the vast world, and the real dragon catastrophe in three thousand years has affected the pond fish, so there is no sect anymore, because raising the descendants of the true dragon, the genus of the dragon miscellaneous stream, and the transformation of the dragon are all extravagant hopes for the sky, let alone talk about the real dragon. The whole Qi practitioner of the dragon lineage has been reduced to a source of water, and the situation is embarrassing, and the incense is gradually withering, just like the mountain and water gods who have lost their incense.

Cui Dongshan crushed the subtle and insignificant spiritual light there, clamped the blue lotus umbrella under his armpit, wrapped his hands around the scattered spiritual light, gently rubbed it, and then watched the spread of those spiritual lights in the palm of his hand, such as the mountains and mountains, Jindan Yuanying These land immortals are not really the scene, falling into the eyes of the immortals, naturally delicate, but Jiang Shangzhen glanced at it, saw it clearly, but did not know what it was about, for the way of divination, it was one of Jiang Shangzhen's few "not entry" techniques, because Jiang Shangzhen had never been willing to learn these means of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

Cui Dongshan clapped his palms, completely shattered all the traces and veins in his palm, and said with a smile: "Near Qililong, there is an old Jiao in a big river, opening up the water mansion, and was once named the White Dragon King by the imperial court, after the fall of that remote small country, Lao Jiao almost never showed up, but its generation is much worse than that of Huang Tingguo, which has lived for 10,000 years, of course. Lao Jiao relied on more than 1,000 literati from all dynasties to help carry some incense with poetry and literature. The immortal mansion of Qililong, which has a chance with it, is regarded as an incense envoy secretly supported by Lao Jiao, and the small cone of 'Dingfeng Wave' is one of the tokens. But in fact, this river, the hydrology is excellent, it governs more than a dozen tributaries and more than 30 rivers and streams, and in the early years, it was excavated to dig a big desecration estuary, if it wasn't for taking care of your old Jiang family, this river should have been chosen as a desecration into the sea, then this dragon lord should also take advantage of the situation to get a big desecration marquis. ”

Jiang Shangzhen smiled: "Yunlin Jiang, I can't afford to climb high." ”

Cui Dongshan stood up, carrying a blue lotus umbrella on his shoulder, his face solemn.

Jiang Shangzhen followed and got up, the first sunny day after the rain, and the weather was new, so he put away the Guizhi umbrella, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, helping the real dragon, smelling a trace of danger.

The two walked slowly, and Jiang Shangzhen asked, "I'm curious, why do you and Chen Ping'an seem to be comparing Wang Zhu...... Forbearance?"

Cui Dongshan nodded, "Because my husband thinks that someone has hope for Wang Zhu, then he is willing to follow the hope." For now, Wang Zhu really did not disappoint. Then I'll learn from Mr. and look at her a few more times. In fact, after leaving Lizhu Dongtian, Wang Zhu was still too smooth, worthy of the name, to be precise, after leaving the iron lock well, she didn't suffer much, compared to my husband's hard travel, she was simply lying down and enjoying happiness. Childish Gui Zhigui, the name is not taken for nothing, chisel the wall and steal the light, be a little thief, steal the luck and fortune of my husband, steal the dragon qi of Song Ji's salary, and finally occupy the general trend of the world, and take advantage of the trend to blaspheme the dragon. I'm afraid that she thinks that everything is what she deserves, for example, she will choose the Lushuikeng Fat Lady to occupy the land water transportation in the Temple of Literature, and she feels that she has lost half of her qi, and she is resentful. ”

Jiang Shangzhen asked a crucial question: "That dragon slayer, after three thousand years, can he still slay the dragon?"

Without waiting for Cui Dongshan to give an answer, Jiang Shangzhen asked himself: "Compared with three thousand years ago, one person killed the real dragon with a sword, it seems that it is more credible to kill another real dragon in three thousand years." ”

Cui Dongshan said: "On the day when Mr. was in the Great Blasphemy Temple, Wang Zhu took the initiative to appear, in fact, she saved at least half of her life. ”

Jiang Shangzhen snorted, "She is willing to miss the old, and the mountain master who already misses the old is even more willing to miss the old." ”

Cui Dongshan gently tapped his shoulder with a small umbrella and said with a smile: "Jia Sheng, Bai is busy, Chen Xunliu, that Uncle Jingqing in our family is really a big one, he has recognized so many brothers, and he has not been hacked to death." Who will believe this kind of luck?"

Here Bailudu, the nearest Qingwu Peak from Zhengyang Mountain, and a hundred miles of mountains and rivers away.

The two of them first went to a fairy inn to stay, located on the high mountain, and the two sat on the observation deck with a wide field of vision, drinking each other, and overlooking the peaks.

With the first-line peak of Zushan Mountain as the center of the circle, a radius of 800 miles, are the boundaries of the sect of Zhengyang Mountain, private mountains and rivers.

The peaks arch to defend the ancestral mountain, and the mountain protection array is natural, and the sword spirit is soaring everywhere. It is often seen that sword cultivation and sword cultivation are united between the peaks of the sword, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the sword light drags, cutting through the sky.

Because of the mountain protection and worship of Yuan Zhenpage, the genus of moving mountains, in the past twenty years, Zhengyang Mountain has successively relocated three broken old mountains of the southern domain of Dali as the opening peak of the future sword immortals in the sect.

For the court of a small vassal country, instead of spending great efforts to renovate the water transportation of the mountain roots and rebuild the temple of the mountain monarch, it is better to re-select the complete mountain and seal the mountain monarch, and you can also get a sum of fairy money from the Zhengyang Mountain, and form an incense relationship with the sect where the sword is like a cloud. And these mountains, which are "broken and shaped like chicken ribs" on the surface, are actually Tibetan wind and water for thousands of years, and have a profound heritage.

To say that Zhengyang Mountain repays the incense love, it is nothing more than that the sword cultivator will go down the mountain to experience in the future, go to the territory of the three small countries, kill the demons, and deal with some evil streams that the local government really can't clean up, but for the sword cultivator of Zhengyang Mountain, it is easy to come. In fact, no one is really losing money, everyone has a big profit.

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "After seeing the world, the Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortal has become more and more sophisticated and sleek. ”

Jiang Shangzhen echoed: "The atmosphere of the sect should not be underestimated. ”

Before the great war that swept the world, the monks of Zhengyang Mountain, even if they were not descendant sword cultivators, went out to practice, they were all well-known and rampant.

The Divine Sect of the Ox Ear on Yizhou Mountain, the Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, the two ancestral gardens of the Yizhou soldiers, the Wind and Thunder Garden where Li Junjing has not yet been resolved, the Dali Iron Cavalry that rises in the north, the Yunlin Jiang family, the old Dragon City Fu family, and the sword cultivation of the Zhu Ying Dynasty. In addition, Zhengyang Mountain can be completely unseen.

Otherwise, there would not be the nickname of "Aquarius Island Little Tung Leaf".

That Qingfeng City, which has a fox country, is just an anonymous vassal force in my Zhengyang Mountain.

The local sects of the three continents, including the treasure vase, the tong leaf and the northern julu, except for the Yugui sect, no one can have the next sect now.

Although Ruan Qiong's Longquan Sword Sect has always been regarded as the lower sect of the Fengxue Temple by the monks on the mountain, in fact, this is not the case. What's more, Ruan Qiong also has the title of chief worshipper of Da Li, and among several descendants, there is a genius Xie Ling. Therefore, Zhengyang Mountain is still willing to take a look at Longquan Sword Sect.

Jiang Shangzhen said with a smile: "This Yuan Bai, his life experience is relatively pitiful, he went out for a long trip, and the mountains and rivers were fluttering." These years are not as leisurely as the Shao Poxian in our Gray Mengshan Mountain. Quite a good qualification, Wei Ying saw it in his eyes, before going to Shenzhen Peak, Wei Ying originally wanted to ask Zhengyang Mountain for this person, and originally planned to cultivate it well, but unfortunately he was too good a person, and he injured his natal flying sword, even if he went to Shujian Lake, it was estimated that he would be killed by Liu Laocheng and Liu Zhimao. ”

Cui Dongshan said: "Fortunately, it didn't happen, otherwise your Yuguizong's crotch would be full of yellow mud at this time." ”

One of the "double bi" of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty's swordsmanship, Yuan Bai. made a deal with Zhengyang Mountain, from Keqing to Zhengyang Mountain, and then with the Yellow River, the owner of the Wind Thunder Garden, asked the sword, Yuan Bai was not lightly injured, but successfully delayed the Yellow River's breakthrough to the upper five realms.

Yuan Bai is now recuperating from Xuefeng's injuries. The kendo achievements in this life are not high.

In addition, on Zhengyang Mountain, there is also a young sword cultivator who once almost became the ancestor of the Longquan Sword Sect.

This retreat is for the sake of the Dan. As long as he is out of the customs, he will hold a peak opening ceremony and be promoted to the master of any peak.

Cui Dongshan's eyes were slightly cold, "There is a servant girl by Yuan Bai's side, named Liucai, from the blessed land of the patio of Caizhou. ”

Liucai, Liu Cai.

Jiang Shangzhen immediately became interested, "That colorful girl?"

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes and said: "For you, it belongs to the kind that you can't remember after looking at it." ”

Jiang Shangzhen cocked Erlang's legs and asked: "That Wu Tijing, as the mountain lord said, is the reincarnation of Li Junjing's military liberation, found it for Tian Wan's mother-in-law, and brought it to the mountain to practice, just so that he can disgust the Yellow River and Liu Baqiao in the future?"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said, "It's almost the same." ”

A young sword cultivator who was born out of nowhere, Wu Tijing. Natal flying sword, mandarin duck. In addition to this, it is rumored that he also has a flying sword that is not revealed.

As for why the secret is not revealed, it can still be rumored, this kind of mountain thing, it is good to know it. It is the same as some of the secret records recorded in the history books of Yamashita.

Jiang Shangzhen's gaze shifted, "It's still cute for Xuefeng." ”

For the snow peak, it is because the twin peaks are side by side, and the mountain opposite the snow peak is covered with snow all year round. But the mountain is nameless. I only heard that it was the opening ancestor of the Snow Peak, and later a Yuan Infant Sword Cultivator, once practiced with the Taoist companion on the opposite mountain, the Taoist failed to rank among the Jindan, and after passing away early, this withdrawn sword immortal was forbidden to the mountain, and for hundreds of years after that, she has been staying on the Xue Peak, saying that it is a retreat, but in fact she is tired of the affairs of the mountain gate, which is equivalent to giving up the seat of the head of Zhengyang Mountain.

It's just that the truth on the side of the secret record of the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall is not so poignant and moving.

Cui Dongshan told the story of the landscape that couldn't escape the love word alive or dead.

The Taoist companion of the female ancestor of the Snow Peak, when she was in retreat, saw a strange thought, and after leaving the customs, she learned about it, so she killed it, and lit a soul lamp, and put it on the top of the mountain opposite the Snow Peak, and the heavy snow froze for decades. But since then, she also has a demon, and finally in the last retreat trying to break the bottleneck of Yuanying, she went mad and was killed by the sword cultivator of Zhengyang Mountain's Patriarch Hall.

Cui Dongshan really knows too much about the old things in Aquarius. When he and Lao Wang Bastard, when they were still a Cui Yun, occasionally in the dead of night, they would take out a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts, and they were used to reading at night.

"I wouldn't have listened to the inside story of these terrible landscapes if I had known. ”

Jiang Shangzhen sighed, hugged the back of his head with both hands, shook his head and said: "Going up the mountain to practice is nothing more than mixing water into wine, making a pot of wine become a big jar of water and wine, the longer you live, the more water you mix, and the longer you drink, the taste will become more and more bland." You, him, her, you, them. Only 'me' is different. There is not a single person next to the word, snuggled on the side. ”

Cui Dongshan suddenly laughed, "It's better for the two of us to come early than to come by chance, the first-line peak ancestor hall has a discussion." ”

Jiang Shangzhen glanced at the sword light Changhong from among the many mountain peaks, "The name is worthy of it, there are many sword immortals." ”

Cui Dongshan clasped his hands in his sleeves and said: "I once saw an empty shop in a cave ruins, and there was no shopkeeper anymore, and he was still doing the strongest business in the world to buy and sell." ”

Jiang Shangzhen exclaimed: "I really envy Brother Cui's extensive knowledge. ”

Jiang Shangzhen suddenly turned his head, "Brother Cui, in your life, have you ever met a woman who makes you feel a little excited?"

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said, "It's really not." ”

Jiang Shangzhen rubbed his chin, "You are in the same vein as a saint, and you only talk about marriage feng shui, which is a bit weird." ”

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "That's why Lao Xiucai burned high incense before he could accept my husband as a closed disciple." ”

Jiang Shangzhen remembered something, couldn't help laughing, and sighed: "The benevolent brother in charge of landscape intelligence in Zhengyang Mountain is really a genius." ”

Cui Dongshan nodded and said, "Tianzhong Wizard." ”

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Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall Deliberations, Sect Master Bamboo Emperor.

The old ancestor of the Jade Pu Realm, Xia Yuancui. The ancestor of the Tao family, Tao Yanbo. The patriarch of the sect, Yan Ji. Protecting the mountain and enshrined, Yuan Zhen page.

Plus the rest of the Zhufeng Peak Lord Sword Immortals, their seats are all very forward.

Relatively backward, there is Na Tian Wan, who is in charge of the Shanshui Mansion Newspaper and the Mirror Flower and Water Moon, and has made several small contributions one after another, and she finally moved forward in the seat position that she couldn't shake in the ancestral hall.

As for Yuan Bai. Now at the bottom of the patriarch's hall, happy to be idle, every time I discuss here, I just close my eyes and recuperate, and I don't say a word.

Zhuhuang smiled and said: "The next matter of the opening ceremony, we just follow the rules." ”

This is probably the magnanimity of the sect, and the opening of Jindan has become an ordinary thing that the ancestor hall does not need to talk about.

Zhuhuang's face was solemn, "It's just that the creation of the next sect is already an urgent need, what kind of charter is it?

Zhengyang Mountain's Sect, everything is ready only to owe the east wind, the original site has been properly selected, the required military merits, and many mountains to ventilate, patchwork together, finally made up for the big hole, never thought of touching a nose of ash in the Dali Imperial Court, temporarily repented, and was unwilling to recommend to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple. According to the statement from the in-laws of the Xu family of Qingfeng City, the Yuan family of Shangzhu Kingdom, His Majesty the Emperor is willing, but outside the capital, some people refuse to nod.

Obviously, if you dare to have differences with His Majesty the Emperor, or even sell the face of Zhengyang Mountain, there is only the mansion in the capital of Da Li.

But the problem is that the vassal king Song Mu has always had a good relationship with Zhengyang Mountain.

So that Tao family ancestor, his face is not very good today.

On Aquarius Mountain, there is no gossip about Zhengyang Mountain's entry into the sect.

Because the battle damage of the monks in Zhengyang Mountain is too small. The accumulation of war exploits, in addition to fighting, relies more on fairy money and materials. Moreover, the choice of each battlefield is very particular, and the ancestor hall has carefully calculated. It doesn't look like anything at first, and when the war ends, and after a little review, no one is a fool. The Divine Sect, the Fengxue Temple, the Zhenwu Mountain, these old sect monks, in public, all gave the Zhengyang Mountain monks a look on their faces, especially the old ancestor surnamed Qin in the big salamander ditch of the Fengxue Temple, who has always been innocent and hateless with Zhengyang Mountain, but he lost his heart and went crazy, and what to say is based on the great exploits of the sword immortals of Zhengyang Mountain, don't say anything about the lower sect, the lower and lower sects must have it, simply go all out and open the lower sect all over Haoran Jiuzhou, who doesn't give a thumbs up, who doesn't feel convinced?

It's also a shame that the Temple of Literature has banned the Shanshui Mansion newspaper now, otherwise I don't know how many such strange words have spread.

The reason why Zhengyang Mountain is in such a hurry to create the next sect is indeed worried about the wind of a continent.

But as long as the next sect is erected and the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, then many monks on the mountain should re-judge the situation, at most close the door, and say a few words of yin and yang in private, and never dare to say half a sentence about Zhengyang Mountain in the Shanshui Mansion newspaper, or in public, maybe they will add icing on the cake, argue with others, and take the initiative to say a few good words for Zhengyang Mountain.

Xia Yuancui, the old sword immortal with the highest rank and the highest realm, was in a relaxed manner, and said with a smile: "Why don't we bypass the Dali Song clan and discuss it with the Yunlin Jiang clan?"

Ranked among the upper five realms, Zhengyang Mountain is already the prefix of Haoran Sect, so whether he has a lower sect or not, for Xia Yuancui, is actually not so urgent. Since then, I have been cultivating for a long time, and I think about the leisure of the fairy realm and the beautiful things in the world in my spare time.

Sect Master Bamboo Emperor nodded, "Yes, it's just who is suitable to go to the Jiang Clan?"

The Song clan of Da Li, which has lost half of the country, will continue to shrink the territory of the dynasty, and many central and southern vassals have begun to make trouble. However, the monks of the entire Aquarius Continent knew that the rank of the ten major dynasties of Haoran and Da Li would only get lower and lower, and finally settle in the seventh or eighth position.

Xia Yuancui smiled silently, the old sword fairy crossed his sword in his knees, gently brushed the scabbard, and already put on a look that he didn't care about himself.

Yunlin Jiang's family is amazing, but it is not enough for him to beg for favors.

Now the only one in Aquarius who is on the side of the Temple of Literature and can speak is not actually the Dali Song family, who has done many things out of bounds, but the Yunlin Jiang family.

Because Yunlin Jiang is one of the sage families in the entire Haoran world, which is most in line with the "home of Zhongming Dingshi, the family of poetry, books and etiquette".

On the side of the Confucian Temple, there are actually several ancient genealogies, and the Yunlin Jiang family, who migrated to Aquarius and settled, is a well-deserved descendant of the saint.

10,000 years ago, Lisheng personally formulated the etiquette, and the ancestor of the Jiang family had several great blessings, in the "Great Rite Spring Official", and Dashi and Dazai were listed as one of the six officials, and they were in charge of the oldest various congratulatory words. And the surname Jiang is one of the oldest surnames in the world.

An old sword immortal of the Cloud Peak said in a deep voice: "Since we are with the capital mansion, let us go to the wild world to accumulate military merits, then go." I'll take the lead!"

Palm Law Patriarch Yan Ji sneered and said: "You are a golden pill bottleneck, if you really think that you are in the battlefield of the Old Dragon City, you are stained with some immortal qi of the Sword Immortal, you are the same as the Five Realms?"

The old sword cultivator had long been accustomed to the atmosphere of his own ancestral hall, and still said to himself: "You are not willing to take risks, I will take my own Yunfeng Yimai monk, cross the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and go to the ferry to kill demons." ”

Yan Ji slapped the handle of the chair and said angrily: "You are the one who should dial Yunfeng?!The ability is so great, why don't you directly connect people with the peak, and go to the wild world together, and if you have the ability to smash Natuoyue Mountain, I am willing to see you off in person, how about it?!"

That old Jin Dan of the Cloud Peak stood up angrily, and wanted to be the first to leave the Ancestor Hall.

At the same time, several old sword cultivators who had been to the battlefield of Old Dragon City had the same attitude, as long as the side of the cloud peak withdrew from the Ancestor Hall, they would choose to leave together.

The first-line peak ancestor hall deliberates, often like this, and it is not strange.

The Bamboo Emperor frowned slightly, this time he didn't let the Jindan Sword Immortal leave, and said softly: "The Ancestor Hall is deliberating, how can you leave the venue without permission." ”

Lao Jin Dan sat down again, took a deep breath, and made up his mind to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Protecting the mountain and enshrined Yuan Zhenpage with his arms around his chest, he couldn't help but yawn, still so bored.

The Bamboo Emperor's gaze shifted, his body leaned forward slightly, and he smiled: "Old Ancestor Yuan has a good plan?"

In the face of this mountain protector, even if the Bamboo Emperor is a sword cultivator at the bottleneck of the Yuanying Realm, and he is also the sect master of a mountain, he is still quite respectful.

The white-clothed old ape tugged at the corners of his mouth, lazily leaning back on the back of the chair, "Iron still needs to be hard, and when the sect master enters the upper five realms, all troubles will be solved. ”

The Bamboo Emperor laughed heartily, hugged his fists and said, "Then there is Lao Yuan Ancestor." ”

In the Patriarch Hall, even Xia Yuancui instantly lifted his spirits, and looked at this mountain lord who had an unbreakable bottleneck and often said that he had no hope of reaching the Five Realms.

Especially the ancestor of the Tao family and the palm law Yan Ji, who served as the God of Wealth, immediately glanced at each other without a trace.

Only Yuan Bai, who served as the door god, turned his head to look out of the door.

The Bamboo Emperor didn't want to talk more about his retreat and breaking the realm, so he changed the topic and nodded to Tian Wan, who had been promoted to confidant, and the woman immediately took out a booklet, got up and said, "The sect is prosperous, and there are a total of sixteen sword immortal embryos on the top of the booklet. Nine of them are still young, and they have not apprenticed for the time being, all the peak master ancestors, you can choose today. ”

The so-called sword immortal embryo is, of course, a young sword cultivator who is expected to become a Jindanke.

Mainly from the old Zhu Ying Dynasty, as soon as it was discovered, it was immediately sent to Zhengyang Mountain. In addition, it is the southern boundary of Aquarius where the mountains and rivers are broken, and in the past few years in Zhengyang Mountain, almost every sword immortal needs to go down the mountain to find a sword cultivation embryo for the sect, and retreat to the second, and the good materials and beautiful jade that can be cultivated on the mountain cannot be missed. As for Tong Yezhou's side, there was also an unexpected joy that he found two young sword cultivators.

As long as you can become a sword cultivator, it is a great blessing. Because as long as it is a sword cultivator and stays in the sect to practice, it can add a piece of kendo luck to Zhengyang Mountain.

Therefore, today's Zongzhu Emperor must no longer have feelings similar to "as long as Wei Jin comes to my Zhengyang Mountain, I am willing to let Xian".

As soon as he came to his own bottleneck, he loosened his own bottleneck, seized a wisp of avenue opportunity, and was expected to break through the realm. Moreover, today's Zhengyang Mountain, as a new sect in Aquarius, has both the right time and place, and it may not be a hundred years before there is hope to compete with the Divine Sect for the position of the monarch on the mountain.

How can people not be high-spirited, so in the past few years, the Bamboo Emperor seems to have been more than 100 years younger all of a sudden.

The Bamboo Emperor suddenly asked, "There seems to be some unusual movement over there in Dali Longzhou, especially at that Niujiaoshan Ferry?"

Qingfeng City Xu bought a dragon kiln from the Ma family in Xinghua Lane, and in addition, in Huaihuang County, Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, Zhengyang Mountain have some secret incense.

It's just that for so many years, I haven't been able to get any useful landscape espionage, Beiyue Mountain Jun Wei Yan's Phiyun Mountain, plus the superintendent office that can be specially folded and played, as well as Ruan Qiong's Longquan Sword Sect, are all taboos in the landscape officialdom, Zhengyang Mountain does not dare to stretch out his hand too long, but there is an unexpected joy during the period, that is, Ye Qingzhu, the water god of the Chong River, has successively given several secret information to Zhengyang Mountain, so that Zhengyang Mountain learned that Luoluo Mountain, there are several pure martial artists with a high realm, and also helped to roughly sort out the incense between Luoluo Mountain and Phiyun Mountain, such as how to divide the accounts of the Niujiao Mountain Ferry, and the blacksmith shop on the bank of the Longxu River, Liu Xianyang hides the identity of Jin Dan Sword Cultivator very deeply.

Today's discussion took a full two hours, and just the competition between the peaks for those few sword immortal embryos almost didn't ask each other about the sword.

Finally leveled the mountains, Rao is sect leader Bamboo Emperor was a little tired, and when the discussion was over, the Dao Dao sword light returned to the peaks, and the Bamboo Emperor left the white-clothed old ape alone, and walked out of the ancestral hall together, overlooking a mountain and river.

The Bamboo Emperor smiled and said, "Old Ancestor Yuan, rejoice." ”

Because the mountain protector beside him, like him, the sect master, will soon be among the five realms.

Yuan Zhenpage's face was as usual, he nodded, his hands were behind his back, and he squinted into the distance, the burly old ape in white was majestic and looked down on the eternals.

The Bamboo Emperor quipped: "A descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect is still a Jindan Sword Cultivator, Yuan Lao Zu still has to be careful." ”

The white-clothed old ape sneered: "Liu Xianyang, plus Chen Ping'an, these two little wastes." Be careful, be careful, be careful not to punch one person and kill them?"

Zhuhuang nodded, "After all, the identities of the two young people are still more troublesome. One is Ruan Qiong's descendant disciple, and the other is Wei Yan's half money bag. Fortunately, our Zhengyang Mountain is not in the Beiyue realm after all, and Ruan Qiong is just a soldier monk in the Yupu realm. ”

The white-clothed old ape sneered: "It's good to die, wait until I reach the Five Realms and come back? Do you really think that after more than 20 years of grievances, you can take revenge? As long as the two wastes dare to come to find death, I will give them a ride." ”

Bailudu at the Xianjia Inn, Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen listened together, after all, the mountain protection formation of a sect is not a decoration, and the two of them can only get some small means.

The two listened to the bold words of the ancestor who moved the mountain in Zhengyang Mountain, looked at each other, Jiang Shangzhen was silent for a long time, his heart palpitated, and he said softly: "I hear that my heart is broken." ”

Cui Dongshan hurriedly handed over a pot of wine, "Suppress the shock." ”

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Mao Xiaodong took Li Baohua and Li Huai, as well as a large number of Confucian students from the Liji Academy, traveled all the way south, and finally came to this Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is no sword cultivation anymore.

Not only the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but even the Inverted Hanging Mountain, Jiaolong Ditch, and Rain Dragon Sect are all in the past.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi, which was divided into two, was carved with many big characters on the two sections of the city wall facing the vast mountains and rivers of the wild world.

It's a pity that Dong San slashed the owner of the lotus nunnery with a sword, and Ah Liang and Yao Chongdao joined forces to slash with a sword

None of them were able to engrave the words at the head of the city. The war was terrible, and it was too late.

But on the other side of the city, on the top of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are also a lot of big characters engraved, but it is the handwriting of the Jiazi Tent to shake the majesty. It's just that for some reason, the Middle Earth Temple of Literature has not erased those inscriptions so far.

Now there is an endless stream of Haoran monks who have traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In addition, between the wild world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Haoran World has set up three large-scale Xianjia ferries, which are said to be ferries, but in fact, the scale is no less than the capital of the Great Dynasty.

is like three nails, nailed into the mountains and rivers of the wild world.

In the sky above one of the ferries, there are nearly 200 sword boats as big as mountains hovering all year round, covering the sky and the sun, all of which are the heavy weapons of the Mo family that failed to come in handy in that war.

In the other ferry, there is only one person who builds the city, and also serves as the defender of the city.

The giant of the Mo family.

The three ferry giant cities are a bit similar to the Phi Ma Sect in the Ghost Valley, setting up a Qinglu Town.

In addition, one of the ruins located on the sea between Jinjiazhou and Fuyao Island is also controlled by the Temple of Literature.

At the gate of the gate of the wild world, the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, Qi Tingji, Pei Cup, Huolong Zhenren, Huaiyin, these Haoran powerhouses are responsible for taking turns to garrison for two or three years.

Dressed in red, with a young man in a Confucian shirt, he left the city in the wind, stood on the battlefield ruins in the south, and looked at the big characters on the north city.

Taoism, Haoran, Xitian.

The thunder pool is heavy, and the sword qi lasts forever.

Chen, Dong, Qi, Meng.

Li Huai looked up at one of the big characters and sighed: "Ah Liang of the dog day, he only knows nonsense all day long, he was good with my brother and sister back then, and he blew a basket of cowhides, so much so that I thought he didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, but it turned out to be a little fierce." ”

Li Huai pursed his lips, "It's written in this word, earthworms crawl, the only one in the world." Even if Ah Liang stood in front of me and patted his chest and said that he didn't write it, I wouldn't believe it. ”

Li Baohua was a little sad, "The two Great Walls of Sword Qi are no longer supported by the formation, and if there is a big battle, it will never be able to recover." ”

Li Huai comforted: "There will be no more." ”

Even if there is no great war, the city walls will gradually erode after year after year of wind and rain and exposure to the sun, and one day, all the inscriptions on the head of the city will be blurred.

An old man in yellow who was dusty, with eagle eyes and skinny bones, turned into a rainbow and resisted the wind from the city head to the south, and suddenly turned around, floated to the ground, and landed more than ten feet away from the two of them, and seemed to be rushing to see those city head inscriptions.

Now at the head of the city and the canopy, there are the sages of the Confucian Temple and two monks on the top of the mountain, and the inspection is extremely strict. In addition, all the demon clans in the wild world were blocked south of the 100,000 mountains and three ferries. Therefore, the monks of Haoran World traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and they were even more stable and worry-free than when they were in the sword cultivation.

Li Baohua and Li Huai are leaving.

The old man's expression was as usual, but he was a little anxious, and he didn't care about any superior demeanor, so he took the initiative to ask: "This girl, but the surname is Li?

Li Baohua turned sideways, nodded to the old man, and said, "It's me." ”

In that debate, according to rumors, it was Li Baohua who lost to Yuan Yan.

Li Huai was present at the time, but he didn't understand it anyway. However, looking at Yuan Yan, who compiled three "Righteousness-Interpretation" at a young age, when discussing the Tao, he spoke elegantly, calmly, and was relatively unbeatable. On the other hand, Li Baohua often frowned, pondered for a long time, and stopped talking many times, as if he had denied himself.

And Yuan Yan is one of the ten young people in the world.

It is rumored that his hometown is the green world, but he has become a disciple of Yashengyan.

The old man said regretfully: "This Yuan Yan was born in the orthodox lineage of Confucianism, and as a sub-holy descendant, he dared to say that the Taoist ancestor and the holy master were 'the beginning of each other', and he was unorthodox and unorthodox. ”

Li Baohua said with a smile: "Seniors have something to say, and if you have something to say, you don't need to be polite to me." ”

The implication of her words is that people who can say such things don't understand the "three ways" argument at all.

Since you don't understand it at all, it's not a matter of learning from each other, so today's set is almost close, and you must have something else to ask for.

The old man looked embarrassed, he was really not interested in the quarrel that these scholars were full of, and he didn't understand at all, this trip to the world, cautious, trembling, almost didn't let him break his leg, very hard. The old man glanced at the 100,000 mountains to the south, which was not too far from his old nest, and if he returned in vain, it was estimated that two of his four legs would be broken by the old blind man.

But although the old man was anxious, he still looked calm, and signed up for his own number, "The old man's Dao name Longshan Gong is the mountain and wild cultivation of Nanpo Saozhou, and he has read some sage books, and sincerely admires the knowledge of the Wensheng lineage......"

Li Baohua immediately smiled and asked, "Dare to ask the old man, what is the hypocrisy of sexuality, and what is the clear division of the group?"

The old man in yellow, who called himself Longshan Gong, began to catch blind again, and felt that this little girl was so difficult, so he had to "be open and honest" and said: "I can't hide it, the old man does know nothing about the sage doctrine of the various veins of the Confucian Temple, but only for the Wensheng lineage, from the three continents of the old Mr. Wensheng, to the power of the descendants of the Wensheng to turn the tide, it is a sincere admiration, and there is absolutely no falsehood." ”

Wensheng Yimai, left and right, Chen Ping'an, Cui Yun.

The left and right swords are here, and Chen Ping'an serves as a hidden official.

The mountains and rivers were reversed, and Cui Yun traveled across continents to here, scattered the fourteen realms, and merged with the two heavens and earths to become the second "Great Wall of Sword Qi", completely blocking the retreat of the wild world. forced the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain to have to be distracted and open the sea to return to the ruins in three places, otherwise the two heaven and earth time scales and weights and measures would not be repaired within a hundred years. This kind of invisible ritual collapse will have little effect on ordinary masters, but it will affect all the monks in the two worlds. The demons in the heart take the opportunity to make trouble, and they will only flourish like weeds. The monk's heart is not leaky, but the sky is shattered, how can the small one defeat the heaven and the earth. And the later it is repaired, the greater the impact on the weather.

Li Huai was a little bored.

Annoying, it's some mountain monks who see the wind and rudder, and they are here to cling to the Wensheng lineage. Especially the Longshan Gong in front of me, I finally memorized the thirty-two articles of my ancestor and master, and then came to greet him politely. At first glance, he is not an old Jianghu, not to mention compared with Pei Qian, he is not as good as himself.

If it weren't for the jealousy of the Confucian sage who sat in the sky, the old man would have slapped the little girl in red with a slap, and then ran away with Uncle Li.

The old man glanced at the side of the 100,000 mountains out of the corner of his eye, fortunately the old blind man has not shown up yet, then there is still a chance to remedy it, maybe it is still too late, it must be in time!

The old blind man has a bad temper, and every time he makes a shot, there is never a serious one, the key is that the old immortal is blind, and for ten thousand years, he will only be in the nest and bully his loyal family.

There are only a few fourteen realms in the world, why don't you go and ask Chen Qingdu a few swords? Why don't you go and wrestle with the ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain? The old thing with no bones or two will only show off the realm with himself, and the old bird will wait for the dead dog, see who survives whom.

Li Baohua moved, stopped in front of Li Huai, and asked, "Old man, why don't you get straight to the point and say something open?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, pretending to be calm, and said stubbornly: "Okay, good, little girl has a good eye, the old man does have some selfish intentions, seeing that you two young juniors, with clear roots and bones, are one in a million cultivation wizards, so I plan to accept you as the anonymous disciple, rest assured, Miss Li, you don't need to change the court, the old man has practiced in this life, and he has suffered a lot from the top, and he has not been able to receive the disciples of the lineage. ”

Li Baohua shook his head, "The old gentleman is kind, as for apprenticeship, forget it." Even if it is a secret disciple, it is still not in line with etiquette. ”

The old man is slandered, who is rare to you, at a young age, you have a gentleman's atmosphere, and you are still a girl.

If Lao Tzu was in the wild world during the eventful years, you were an unsightly little girl, grab it casually, one bite at a time.

Li Huai thinks this old gentleman is a little interesting, sneaky, his tone is not small, and he is worried about what kind of Taoism will fail, so he gives a fortune for nothing?

Li Huai asked in his heart: "Li Baohua, this guy shouldn't be here to rob the house, right?"

Li Baohua replied, "No." He didn't have the guts. ”

So Li Huai smiled and asked, "Senior, take the liberty of asking, what realm?"

The old man almost burst into tears, and finally talked to this Uncle Li about it.

That big fart Aquarius didn't dare to go to the Continent to death, and waited overseas for several years, and finally waited for Li Huai to go to the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

Ten years, ten years, running around and working in the world, hiding in Tibet, flying to the realm, and the existence of the same generation as the scarlet concubine and the old deaf child, I have been a lost dog for ten years!

The old man collected his emotions and coughed, "The realm is acceptable, and there is a way." ”

Li Huai smiled: "That's not too high?"

The old man immediately said, "High, why not high! ”

Li Huai stretched out his thumb and pointed to the big character on the wall, "Ah Liang and I are brothers who cut off the head of the chicken and burned the yellow paper, and it was Ah Liang who knocked the bowl with chopsticks, crying and shouting, so I agreed." ”

The old man has the heart to die, the old blind man is creating evil, so he accepts such a disciple to harm himself?

The old man's heartstrings tightened, and he sensed the suffocating majestic momentum, as if he was beginning to approach the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

I can't worry about the bitterness of ten years, in exchange for a bleak ending of being beaten half to death.

The old man knelt on the ground and prostrate on the ground, "Li Huai, please, you can promise to practice with me." As for apprenticeship or something, it's good if you're happy. ”

Rao is Li Baohua was a little dumbfounded. What is this Longshan Gong who ran out of nowhere?

Li Huai was even more shocked.

Sure enough, all the blessings sent to the door in the world are unacceptable. This old gentleman can't figure it out, so he practices with him, what to cultivate,

A short old blind man appeared beside the Longshan Gong out of thin air, stepped down, clicked, hey, the old man in yellow broke his entire backbone, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

The old blind man sneered and said: "Waste thing, you can't do such a trivial thing, wandering around the world in Haoran, have you eaten shit for ten years?"

The old blind man turned his head to "look" at that Li Huai, and asked with a straight face, "You are Li Huai?"

Li Huai asked rhetorically, "Can I not?"

The old blind man smiled and asked, "What do you think?"

Li Huai looked sincere, nodded and said, "I think it's okay." ”

Li Baohua frowned slightly.

On the other side of the city, a Confucian Temple sage, a Flying Ascension Realm, and an Immortal Realm sword cultivator didn't even move.

She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, at least these two old men were not bad people who would riot and commit murder.

The old blind man sneered, "Your boy is a sworn brother to that dog's day? ”

In this way, I have a high seniority.

The old blind man casually pointed to the side of the guide, "Boy, as long as you become my heir, the 100,000 mountains and thousands of miles of pictures in the south are all jurisdictions." Golden armor wrestlers, criminals and demon clans, let you drive. ”

Li Huai made a bitter face and lowered his voice and said: "I'm talking nonsense casually, how did you eavesdrop on it, old man, and how can you take it seriously? This kind of thing can't be spread indiscriminately, and when the old immortal of the Fourteen Realms who opened his eyes heard it, we both can't eat and go around, why bother." ”

Li Baohua stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows.

On the way here, Li Huai was indeed in private, so bragging and not making drafts, Li Huai and the old man's current statement, anyway, has a rough meaning.

As for this old man who was ruthless and broke the backbone of others with one foot, Li Baohua had already guessed his identity, the "old blind man" in the wild world.

Because of the Longshan Gong who "received the realm of kowtowing to beg for help", it was clear that his spine was broken, but he was still lying on the ground "comfortably and calmly", and he still had some playful eyes, and he kept secretly looking at Li Huai, and the old man in yellow just looked a little broken and broken, but he definitely didn't look injured at all. If you are a cultivator, no matter how tough your physical body is, no matter how powerful your magical powers are, you should be depressed and depressed when you are hit hard by this.

The old blind man pointed to his own eyes, which were sunken and had no eyeballs.

If a monk of the Upper Five Realms under the Ascension Realm dares to exert his magical powers, looking directly at this place, it is estimated that the divine soul will fall into the bottomless abyss on the spot, and the divine soul will be stripped off, and he will be reduced to the six gods without a master, with a pair of skin puppets.

Li Huai blinked his eyes and asked tentatively: "Isn't it the old-timer that Ah Liang admires the most in his life?" Every time he talks to me about his predecessors, that guy will first bathe and change his clothes, and talk about the heroism and feats of his predecessors, and Ah Liang will cry silently again and again. ”

Li Huai means that he wants to say that I'm a person who is even more nonsense than Ah Liang, and I am not qualified to be your senior apprentice.

The old blind man rubbed his chin, good disciple, he can speak, and he won't be bored in the future. The vision of accepting apprentices by himself is really not bad.

In fact, in the wilderness of the world, the town has been divided for 10,000 years, it is not that there are no demon clan monks, hoping to make the old blind man "add blue eyes" and become a disciple of a great monk of the Fourteen Realms, and ascend to the sky in one step from then on.

It's just that those opportunistic poor worms, one by one, has more tricks than the other, and they try their best to please the old blind man, but all of them have become the meal on the plate of the "old man in yellow".

The old blind man's idea couldn't be simpler.

Disciple, I can take it and use it to close the door. Master, don't ask, if you do, you'll die.

The old blind man stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Huai's shoulder, and gently carried it, the root bone was heavy, which was a little interesting.

Li Huai's face was slightly pale, he stood on tiptoe, held the old blind man's withered arm with both hands, and pleaded with Li Baohua: "Li Baohua, help me plead for mercy." Chen Ping'an finally went home, but I was arrested again as an apprentice of Shilaozi, what's the matter. ”

Cultivating in the mountains, often for years and decades, Li Huai is really unhappy. Whoever wants this kind of thing takes it.

Li Baohua said: "Senior, there is no reason like you, the mountain accepts apprentices and apprentices, and you always have to say that you love me, and it will come into being according to fate." ”

The old blind man smiled: "Little girl, don't think that if you have a big brother who is not a relative, you can break some things with me." Li Xisheng is still too young now, and his realm is far from enough. As for whether he can fulfill his wish in the vast world, it is a matter of two words. ”

Li Baohua smiled and said, "You don't count. ”

Li Huai started a nameless fire, this old blind man is too much.

Holding that arm with both hands, Li Huai's whole body flew up and kicked the old bastard's chest.

The old man in yellow who was lying on the ground enjoying happiness almost didn't stare out a pair of dog eyes.

The old blind man didn't move at all, just stretched out his hand and patted the dust on his chest, laughed instead of anger, and nodded: "Okay, I have the appearance of my closed disciple." ”

Li Huai felt a little guilty, and used the inexplicable martial arts method, gathered his voice into a line, and said in a trembling voice with Li Baohua: "Treasure Bottle, I have a little weak legs at this time, I have no courage at all, I can't stand steadily, I don't dare to kick anymore, I'm sorry." ”

The old blind man smiled and said, "Benevolence and righteousness are very right." If it was Chen Ping'an, he didn't dare to do this. ”

As a result, Li Huai suddenly became bold and strong, and flew up again.

The old blind man snorted, "There is potential, which is good." ”

The old man in yellow was like having suffered two catastrophes one after another, and suddenly began to worry, this Uncle Li is really going to become the heir of the old blind man, and he estimates that life will not be too easy.

Above the city, a Confucian temple sage asked, "Is it really okay?"

Mao Xiaodong said with a smile: "A hundred thousand mountains that can contain several Beiyou Sword Immortals are by no means a place of black smoke and miasma. A person who can be friends with Arya, a person who can be called a senior by my husband, what do I need to worry about? ”

The old blind man "glanced at the city", a scholar from the line of Wensheng, who was really fucking able to speak.

The old blind man retracted his gaze, and faced this very pleasing Li Huai, he was a little kind and pleasant, and said: "As my disciple who opened the mountain and closed the door, where do you need to stay in the mountains to practice, just wander around the two worlds, the one on the ground, see it, it will be your follower in the future." ”

Li Huai cried and said, "How can I be able to let the seniors of Longshan protect the Tao for me." ”

The fucking one will kneel and kowtow to himself, how high can the realm be? It's hard to say who will protect whom. The key is that this old-timer on the ground has no wind and bones, and his own style and bones are cold, it is not a road at all, even if you get together, you will definitely not be able to talk together.

The old blind man had a good temperament, and said with a smile: "Yes, worthy of being my disciple, I dare to look down on a Flying Ascension Realm." Very well, then there is no need for it to live. ”

The Flying Ascension Realm on the ground, seeing that the opportunity was not good, stood up with lightning speed, and begged bitterly: "Li Huai, today's grace of life, I will definitely repay it with death in the future." ”

He knows best what the old blind man is, and he is definitely not a joke.

Li Huai asked, "Can you stop being a descendant and be an anonymous disciple?"

The old blind man nodded, "Of course." ”

Li Huai sighed, glanced at the old blind man behind his hands, and then at the smiling and flattering Longshan senior. What is this?

Li Huai whispered to Li Baohua: "When I learn the skill, I will help you beat this anonymous master." Anyway, if you don't have a name, it's not that kind of deception to destroy your ancestors. ”

Li Baohua smiled: "The old-timers can hear it. ”

Li Huai laughed, walked quickly to the old blind man, and skillfully rubbed his shoulders.