The throne demon who used his sleeves to snatch away the bamboo and his party from the root of the sword qi Great Wall was Huang Luan, who had refined countless immortal ruins into his own courtyard.

Lu Zhi left the city with his sword, and personally intercepted and killed this peak demon who was known as the most immortal in the wild world, plus there was also a sword immortal Mi Hu on the side of the golden river who intercepted him with a sword, and he was still destroyed by Huang Luan The price of half of the sleeve robe on the right side and a heaven and earth in the sleeve, plus the big demon Yang Zhi personally responded to Huang Luan, and was able to successfully escape back to Jiashen's account.

Lu Zhi stood on the golden river where sword immortals were becoming more and more scarce, and did not return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, staying where he was, guarding one side.

Previously, her sword was too restricted, because the battlefield was between the long river and the city, and her own sword cultivation was too much.

Old Jian Xiu Yin Shen sat cross-legged in the large-character strokes, shook his head, looked quite disapproving, sneered, and said in his belly: "If I have this realm, then Huang Luan can't escape." This battle has been fought to this point, and I don't know how to settle accounts to earn, how can you Lu Zhi be a big sword fairy, girls are girls, women are heartfelt. ”

Yin Shen is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the reputation of respecting and loving people probably comes from this.

Outside the Jiashen tent, Huang Luan shook the sleeve of his right hand, like sprinkling beans on the ground, and several young sword cultivators the size of mustard seeds appeared one after another.

Zhu Zhen put away his sword and thanked him, his face was gloomy, and the rain was embarrassed, supporting the unconscious teenager.

As for Liubai, the damage was the most serious, but fortunately, the soul had been collected by the beach.

It's not a sword cultivator, but it's a young geta who is the leader of the Jiashen account, and after learning about Liubai's situation, although he is anxious, he still bends down with this senior to thank him.

Huang Luan smiled and said: "Clogs, you are all the luck of our world, the road is long-term, and there is always a chance to repay the life-saving grace." ”

Clogs looked resolute and said, "The younger generation will never dare to forget today's great kindness." ”

Once Jia Shen Account really killed a sword fairy embryo, then his clogs, as the leader of Jia Shen Accounts, are not only the merits and demerits in the account book, so Huang Luan's move is also tantamount to saving his life for the young clogs.

Yang Zhi waved her hand, and the rain four were directly detained and then retreated, she stood in the original position of the rain four, and gently held the young man in her arms, she stretched out a finger, against the center of the eyebrows of the beach, the purest water transport between heaven and earth, flowing out from her fingertips, watering the young man's atmosphere, at the same time, she rubbed her fingers, condensed a white short sword, which was an ancient relic that she had treasured for many years.

After a while, he woke up leisurely, and saw the familiar face of the woman in the imperial crown and a black dragon robe, the young man's eyes suddenly reddened, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master." ”

Yang Zhi said softly: "A little setback, don't worry about it." ”

Although the Dao heart is undamaged, it is extremely difficult, but the sadness is really heartbreaking, the young man choked and said: "That guy is too insidious, the five of us seem to have been fighting with him." What will Sister Liubai do in the future?"

In the final analysis, the young man still feels sorry for the white sister.

Yang Zhi smiled: "That Liubai, the master originally disliked her for not being handsome enough and not worthy of you, but now it's okay, let Mr. Zhou simply change to a good skin, and you two will become a Taoist couple." ”

The boy quickly shook his head, he didn't have such a heart.

Yang Zhi rubbed the boy's head, "It's all up to you." ”

Huang Luan was very surprised, when did this mother-in-law receive the heir disciple?

Sword Immortal Shouchen hurriedly came to Jiashen Tent, took away his junior sister's soul from the beach, and after making sure that the Liubai Jin Dan and Yuan Ying were all right, Shouchen breathed a sigh of relief, still thanked everyone, and then carefully used magic to hold Liubai's soul, and hurriedly detoured to the master's side.

As for why the detour, of course, it was because of that Ah Liang.

Huang Luan left with the wind, returned to those Qionglou Yuyu, chose a secluded place and began to breathe and breathe, swallowing up the abundant spiritual energy in one gulp.

This time, in fact, he lost the most, Hou Kuimen, who had carefully cultivated himself, as a puppet on the battlefield, as a pioneer against the young hidden official, but he lost an important chess piece, not to mention, he also suffered a sword from Lu Zhi and Mi Hu, shattered half of the sleeve of the robe, plus a small world, the key is to lose his three hundred years of Taoism in vain.

Huang Luan's mind moved, and he saw that not far away, there was an attic with many dragon corpses as pillars and corridors, and Huang Luan immediately opened the ban and included it in his own world.

Huang Luan smiled and said, "Thank you for the ancestor's reward." ”

The clogs have been returned to the military tent.

Zhu Zheng and Lizhen stood side by side, watching the battle from afar.

In the previous battle to besiege and kill the hidden officials, the two of them never had the opportunity to do their best, and they were not even injured, but compared to the three of Liubai, Yutan and Yusi, it is estimated that the two of them are the most aggrieved.

Lizhen and Zhu Zheng said in their hearts: "I can't imagine losing on the natal supernatural power of a flying sword, if it weren't for this, even if I gave Chen Ping'an two more natal flying swords, I would have to die!"

Zhu Zheng said: "It's okay to complain, but I hope you don't get angry with the beach and Yusi." ”

Li Zhen sneered: "If you don't remind me, I will forget that they still participated in the war." Three wastes, what else did they do besides dragging their feet?"

Zhu Zhen frowned and said: "True, I dare to assert that in another hundred years, even if it is."

is the most seriously injured Liubai, and her kendo achievements will be higher than yours. ”

Lizhen was silent for a moment, and laughed at himself: "Are you sure I can live for a hundred years?"

Zhu Zhen asked rhetorically: "Is it so important to be true or not? Are you sure that you are a sword cultivator? Can you hand out a sword for yourself?" ”

Zhu Zheng was very puzzled in his heart, the previous Tuoyue Mountain was true, although he was unruly and unruly, and there was no one in his eyes, but that kind of sharp spirit, Zhu Zheng didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

It's just that for some reason, after Lizhen "died" once, his temperament seems to be getting more and more extreme, and it can even be said that he is discouraged.

Lizhen rubbed his cheeks with his hands and muttered: "Have you personally walked through the long river of time? Maybe not, you may have walked through, but you have definitely never seen the riverbed of the long river, I have walked through, that is fate." ”

Zhu Zhen listened to Lizhen's whispering and frowned.

Yusi stood there alone, even more depressed than the gloomy look.

Being alone can easily make people feel lonely, but loneliness often arises in the bustling crowd.

A figure appeared beside him out of thin air, it was a young woman, her eyes were scarlet, and the robe on her body was intertwined with fine green "silk threads", which were rivers and streams that she had refined one by one in her long years.

She comforted softly: "Childe, it's okay, I'm here." ”

Then she stared at the graceful figure, confronting both sides, the old and the new two lords of the river.

Yusi stretched out his hand and brushed off the young woman's hand, took the lead in moving, and said indifferently: "Let's go." ”

The woman followed.

After seeing this scene, he was stunned.

The clogs sitting in the tent raised his head and lowered his head again.

Clogs have always been clear about the teachers of Lizhen, Zhuzheng and Liubai, but today they only know the real backers of Yutan and Yusi.

The young man scratched his head, not knowing what he would be able to collect disciples in the future and then become their backer?

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Chen Ping'an woke up suddenly and sat up from the bed, fortunately, it was a small mansion in Ningfu that he hadn't returned to for a long time, not the corner of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to his forehead, his head was splitting, and he exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, just such a small action, it made the whole human body turn the river and the sea upside down, it shouldn't be a dream, there are thousands of fairy spells on the mountain, and there are too many strange things in the world, so I have to guard against it.

Chen Ping'an looked at the door in a daze.

On the threshold sat a man, holding a flask and drinking with his head up.

The strong medicinal smell of the room could not hide the aroma of wine.

The man stood up, leaned against the door, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, people like me should only appear in the girl's dreams." ”

At this, the man wiped his mouth and took pleasure in himself.

The world is as short as a spring dream, and there is no trace of a spring dream, such as a spring dream, and the yellow sorghum is not ripe and the banana deer walks......

The reader remembered some beautiful poems in the book, and he was very serious.

Chen Ping'an was relieved, he should be a real person.

Chen Ping'an and Ah Liang looked at each other for a long time, and the first thing they said was a big question: "Ah Liang, when are you leaving?"

I hope Ah Liang will return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but I don't want Ah Liang to stay on the Great Wall of Sword Qi and die.

In this war, the only one who dared to say that he would never die was the gray-clothed old man in the Jiazi Tent in the wild world.

Even Yang Zhi and Huang Luan, the throne demons of the wild world, didn't dare to be so sure.

On this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is no exception.

"I want to go, a large group of people can't stay in the Ascension Realm, I don't want to go, the boss sword immortal can't run away, can you kid persuade me?"

Ah Liang sighed, shook the wine jug in his hand, and said, "Sure enough, it's still the same." You can't care about what you want to do so much. The young people at the beginning were not like teenagers, and the young people of today are still not like young people, do you think that after passing this threshold, you will be able to live a comfortable life in the future? ”

The consequences of today's events seem to have understood the causes of yesterday, but they are often the causes of tomorrow's events.

Cultivating on the mountain, why go up the mountain? It's not all as simple as occupying a treasure of feng shui.

Ah Liang stretched out his hand and nodded at the young man with a wine jug, "I shouldn't let you practice boxing and practice so early, this senior brother should not be able to do it, the next time we meet, I will talk about him." ”

Those who cultivate the Tao do not work hard, and they are pure martial artists, and they do not work hard. This kid is good, he takes all of both, but he is asking for his own hardship.

However, Ah Liang didn't say much heavy words, and he had some words, which belonged to standing and talking without backache. But it's better than standing and talking and your waist hurts, otherwise a man will have no hope in this life.

Ah Liang motioned for Chen Ping'an to lie down and cultivate, sat on the threshold again, and continued to drink, this pot of immortal wine was borrowed from him on the way to the Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan's mansion, and if there was no one at home, don't blame him for not greeting.

Chen Ping'an asked curiously, "Have you ever fought?"

Ah Liang faced the courtyard, looking lazy, and turned his back to Chen Ping'an, "Not much, just two." If I continue to fight, I estimate that the nest will be completely blown up on the side of the Jiazi tent, and I am afraid of the hornet's nest when I am young, so I quickly hide here, drink a few sips of wine, and suppress the shock. ”

It wasn't a fight to be beaten, but he Ah Liang couldn't lift his spirits.

It's just not easy

Revisiting the old place, the taste of wine is still the same, and many friends have become old friends, but they are still more sad.

In his life, it seems that he has always been like this bird, so no matter how much he drinks, it is never easy to be happy.

Ah Liang asked casually, "Did you kid promise the boss sword immortal anything?"

Chen Ping'an said: "The Great Wall of Sword Qi can be guarded for an additional three years. ”

Unconsciously, it has been some years in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. If it is in Haoran World, it is enough for Chen Ping'an to finish visiting Shujian Lake again, and if he travels alone, he can finish a Beiju Luzhou or Tongye Island.

After serving as a hidden official, every day in the summer palace is like a year, and the only distraction is to go to the cold palace and teach boxing to those children.

"Then you're so stupid. ”

Ah Liang shook his head and said, "Have you ever thought that if Chou Miao comes to be this hidden official, you will be much easier to play as a deputy, and the ending of the Great Wall of Sword Qi will not be too different." Now that the fifth world has been opened up, the mirage to the north of the city, did the boss sword immortal tell you the inside story?"

Chen Ping'an deliberately ignored the first question, and said softly: "As I said, the entire mirage is an imitation ascension platform that has been built intermittently for thousands of years, plus the summer palace and the cold palace of the hidden official lineage, it is an ancient three-mountain formation, and when the time comes, it will carry a batch of sword dao seeds of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, break through the sky, and go to the latest world." It's just that there is a big problem here, the mirage is like a small temple, and it can't accommodate the great bodhisattvas of the Upper Five Realms Sword Immortals, so the person who leaves must be the sword cultivators of the Middle Five Realms and the Lower Five Realms, and the boss Sword Immortal is not worried that some Sword Immortals are sitting in it. ”

Ah Liang was amazed and said: "The boss sword immortal is deeply hidden, even I don't know about this matter, and I only guessed a rough idea when I wandered around in the early years." The Boss Sword Immortal doesn't mind forcing all the local Sword Immortals to their deaths, but the Boss Sword Immortal is a little good, and he has always been very tolerant of young people, and he will definitely leave a way out for them. As soon as you say this, it makes sense, the latest world, within five hundred years, will not allow any Upper Five Realm Qi Cultivators to enter it, so as not to be beaten to pieces. ”

Sure enough, in the courtyard of a large family, there was not a jar or two of silver buried.

With such a shocking ascension masterpiece, who will protect the formation at that time? Naturally, it was the old sword immortal who personally took out the sword.

Ah Liang couldn't help but take a sip of wine, and said with emotion: "Our boss sword immortal is the most unhappy sword cultivator, half-dead, and has been in the nest for 10,000 years, just to hand over two swords." So there are some things, the boss sword fairy is not authentic, you kid can scold it, don't hate it. ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I won't hate, I don't dare to scold." ”

Ah Liang smiled: "It doesn't matter if you scold a few words every once in a while." ”

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "The boss sword immortal holds a grudge, and I can't run away after I scold." ”

Ah Liang nodded, and said earnestly: "Drinking and chatting, slapping the horse, rubbing the shoulders and knocking the back, if there is nothing to do, I will work hard with the boss Sword Immortal, and everything is indispensable." And then you were so seriously injured, so you limped to the thatched hut at the head of the city, to see the scenery, at that time silent is better than sound, pretend to be pitiful? Do you need to pretend, it was already pitiful, it was me, I couldn't wait to borrow a straw mat from a friend, and sleep outside the old sword fairy thatched hut!"

Chen Ping'an laughed, then fell asleep in a daze.

Ah Liang sat alone on the threshold, with no intention of leaving, just drank slowly, and said to himself: "In the final analysis, there is only one truth, crying children have candy to eat." Chen Ping'an, you don't understand this when you're young, and you're at a loss. ”

Those who can work hard, and for a long time, it will inevitably make others accustomed to it.

Wensheng is in the same vein.

Lao Xiucai is in the fifth world, and he has a merit of creation.

The first apprentice, Cui Yun, sits in Aquarius.

Left and right swords in Tongyezhou.

Chen Ping'an, a disciple of the closed door, is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and has been a hidden official for two and a half years.

and the sword cultivation of the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Whether it is strong or weak, every truth of each person will bring real good and bad to this rickety world.

After a while, Chen Ping'an woke up from his dream again, and he sat up instantly, sweating profusely.

Ah Liang didn't turn his head and said, "This won't work. There will be demons in the future. ”

Chen Ping'an raised his arm and wiped the sweat on his forehead, his face was miserable, and he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

Aliang was silent.

Still alone, sitting and drinking.

probably felt that the threshold was a little awkward, so he changed his posture and squatted and drank.

Back then, in the Aquarius Continent, the man wearing the hat tricked the mud-legged boy into drinking.

In fact, there are no drunken drunkards in the world, only drunkards and drunkards who have not yet drunken.

On the top of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there is no swing anymore.

A certain sword immortal no longer has to face a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and he doesn't dare to put down his chopsticks.

When the foreign sword immortal Yuan Qingshu died in battle, he was full of spirits.

The sect master of the Taihui Sword Sect in Beiju Luzhou, before and after Han Huaizi died in battle, he was speechless.

A white-haired old woman stood at the gate of Ningfu, muttering in a low voice, old dog, old dog. Come back and look at the door.

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