Below the sea of clouds, west of Denglongtai and north of the ferry island, the entire old dragon city fell into a situation of instant stagnation in the long river of time.

When Fan Junmao saw the moment when the snow-white figure was like a rainbow falling to the ground, his face was full of endless remembrance, and finally he burst into tears, stood up, stopped talking, and sat upright on the sea of clouds with a long-standing posture of "sitting".

On the side of the dust medicine shop, Pei Qian was holding a walking stick, and he was performing the mad demon sword technique in the alley outside the shop, unaware of the vision of heaven and earth, and the Zhao Yin God on the other side of the threshold had not moved at all.

There was a short rich old man in the outer city, who was just about to step out with one foot, frowned, retracted his foot, did not move at all, just rolled his eyes, thought a little, and traveled far away with a more hidden yin god out of the body, sneaky, and like a fish in water.

Outside the east gate of the Old Dragon City, Yunlin Jiang's teaching grandmother's face was flushed, and the natal flying sword was buzzing and trembling in the hole, which allowed her to try her best to see some blurry pictures.

The ancestor of Zhongxing, surnamed Du of the Tongye Sect, squinted his eyes and looked at the hole in the city wall, where the natal immortal soldier swallowed the sword boat and hovered quietly by his side.

In the "doorway" where the city wall was beaten out of force, a tall woman in white clothes like snow and fluttering with big sleeves, sitting on a pile of rubble, moving gently, holding a golden magic weapon in her arms A young man who almost collapsed, was too seriously injured and had passed out, she lowered her head, stretched out a finger, and gently smoothed the young man's frowning brow.

Not far away, there was an old Confucian in a green shirt who raised his hand to wipe his forehead, "You are too reckless, the movement is so big, do you know, in order to cover your whereabouts, I can be regarded as using all the strength to breastfeed." If it weren't for the fact that the Great God of Suishan was still righteous and let me jump directly to the north of Aquarius, you would already know everything to the world by now, how could Chen Ping'an practice with peace of mind at that time?"

Seeing that the woman didn't speak, Lao Xiucai became more and more weak, sighed, and didn't look at the second person of the immortal family on the territory of Tongyezhou, came to the edge of the wall, and endured the anger in his heart, "Why, since you two like to watch the excitement so much, why don't you even dare to show your head?"

In the north, there is an ethereal figure, vaguely visible, is a middle-aged Confucian scholar, with a golden jade pendant hanging from his waist, and the seal inscription is "I am good at raising Haoran Qi".

To the south, there is a Confucian scholar with the same erratic figure, just an ancient appearance, and a golden jade pendant is also hung around his waist, and the seal inscription is "Gain the Tao and help more".

The middle-aged Confucian priest said, "Meet sir." ”

The ancient Confucian scholar in the south actually saw Wen Sheng's old Xiucai, and he was completely indifferent, and his eyelids didn't move.

Lao Xiucai took a deep breath, pointed to the ancestor of the Tongye Sect, looked at the old Confucian who hung the jade pendant of "Attainment", and asked: "As a saint who is responsible for inspecting the north of Tongye Continent, if you say that the qi practitioners of the ten realms and eleven realms walk the world, you can deduce that there are many things in the world, and the lights of thousands of homes dotted under your feet, you can't take care of them in the sky, such a flying ascension realm qi practitioner, are you blind? A big lantern floats in front of your eyes, and you still can't see it?"

The ancient Confucian was silent.

The middle-aged Confucian man sighed, he was actually greeted in advance, saying that Du Mao of Tongye Sect would go down the mountain to visit the old dragon city of Aquarius in his jurisdiction, which was one of the plans of the Song clan in the north, and it also involved the inside story of the demon clan of the Fuping Sect and the chaos of Taiping Mountain, so before Du Mao left the sect, he had reported to the ancient Confucian scholars for filing, but it happened suddenly, and it was too late to ask the school palace for closure. So the middle-aged Confucian man turned a blind eye.

For the restraint of these great monks of the Flying Ascension Realm, it is an iron law set by the Lisheng, so many years, it is not without a backlash, and there are even great monks who openly ridiculed, the Lord of the Flying Saint is really fraternal, there are so many demon clans in the world, do not strangle and kill them all, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and keep the tiger for trouble, but it is strict with the rules of their own family, stretch out their arms and legs, they have to be approved by the Xue Palace, look at the Qingying World where the three veins of Taoism are in charge, the Flying Ascension Realm loves to stay in that Bai Yujing, and when it is bored, it will travel the world wantonly, why is it the only Haoran world, and you have to talk about the rules when you sneeze？

Tong Ye Sect Du Mao was a little impatient, with one hand behind his back, the other hand scratched his head, and looked up at the old Xiucai, "You are Wen Sheng?"

Lao Xiucai actually put this person aside from beginning to end, and accompanied the seventy-two sages with the two Confucian Confucian Confucian Temples sitting in the sky, and said, "The two of you are the proud protégés of the third child, and they are saints. ”

"Everyone has a heart of shame!"

The former, said to the middle-aged Confucian sitting in the southern part of Aquarius.

The latter was said to the ancient Confucian who allowed Du Mao to go down the mountain and cross continents to enter the Old Dragon City.

The scholars who can be among the Confucian Temple and worship the most holy teachers are, of course, veritable saints, more weighty than the so-called Confucian saints of the Confucian Academy, but the Confucian orthodoxy in the world still adheres to the saying of the seventy-two sages.

Lao Xiucai continued: "Your husband said that life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. Now it is Chen Ping'an who is teaching you how to be a man! Anyway, the third child can't teach you well, so let a child who doesn't read much teach you. ”

The old man Gu Xi's face was old-fashioned, and he said indifferently: "You are no longer in the Temple of Literature, there is no statue of the accompanying gods, and the cultural context of the academic system has been broken, so you should be called Yasheng for my husband." ”

Lao Xiucai was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, "I didn't call him an old bastard, I already gave him a lot of face! What kind of thing are you?! Relying on bullshit moral articles and useless bullshit knowledge, I just entered the Temple of Literature to eat cold pig's head meat." ”

The old man was still expressionless, but the corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was sarcastic.

Lao Xiucai patted his chest and said to himself: "You must convince people with reason and convince people with virtue." ”

Lao Xiucai sighed, "You two, you know that I can't do anything to you now, so you have nothing to fear, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head and said, "I don't dare, and I don't want to." ”

Gu Xi Confucian sneered: "Your knowledge is a-stirring stick, a stinky fly, and it has ruined the great cause of our Confucian and Taoist systems." ”

This ancient Confucian who admired the golden jade pendant of "Dao and Help" did not retreat but advanced, and took a step forward, "I said so in front of you, what can you do?"

Lao Xiucai smiled angrily, "When I was in the middle of the day, you studied hard and studied my knowledge books, and you forgot about it? If I remember correctly, you still ran to talk to Cui??" What is the result? I haven't done a few good things in my life, and I scolded you for not learning anything, only learning the sanctimony of the third child, and suggesting that Confucianism promulgate the title of 'hypocrite' in the future, and go hand in hand with the righteous gentleman, which is really to the point. ”

The middle-aged Confucian man smiled wryly.

Gu Xi Confucian's concentration is really good, and he was so humiliated by Lao Xiucai, but he still looked calm.

Lao Xiucai raised his head, looked into the sky, and muttered: "A gentleman can deceive him, this is what you said yourself, I know, you want to add another pair of shackles to the scholars, and want to echo the words of the Holy Master from afar, 'self-denial and revenge for benevolence', but do you look at this world now, is it in line with your original intention? Because of this, the protégé of the dignified Rite Remembering the Great Sacrifice Wine of the School Palace, the protégé of the Rite Saint, in order to be cheeky to beg Bai Ze to make a move, what did people say? 'Look again', what do you look at, I don't think you need to look at it, this world, it's just not good, it's the rivers are going down, and the people's hearts are not ancient!

The middle-aged Confucian looked at the ancient Confucian scholar to the south, and laughed softly: "Why don't you admit your mistake with Mr.?"

The ancient Confucian priest asked rhetorically, "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged Confucian pondered for a moment, "Breaking the human context and incense, we should only start with learning, and we should only start from the choice of the common people, and we should not convince people with our strength." A Qi practitioner of the Ascension Realm, under the guise of provoking the acquiescence of the four saints, wantonly killed a young man who 'may be a disciple of the Wen Sheng', it is unreasonable and impolite!"

Gu Xi Confucian said indifferently: "I am looking at the great cause of thousands of years, and I am looking at the ten thousand years of cultural movement." ”

The middle-aged Confucian shook his head slightly and said no more.

Lao Xiucai sat on the edge of the hole in the wall, "Whether the truth is said or not, who will say the truth, whether others listen or not, some truths are always there, you don't understand." ”

Behind him, a cold voice sounded, "Finished?"

Lao Xiucai nodded, slumped his shoulders, folded his hands on his knees, and was a little discouraged, "I'm done, running so far, and covering your qi all the way, I've said so much nonsense at this time, and I don't have any energy." The Holy Teacher, the Holy Lisheng, the third child, I, so many good truths that I have worked so hard to figure out, I think I want to return it to this heaven and earth as it is. ”

The tall woman in white gently put down Chen Ping'an, stood up, and slowly walked to Lao Xiucai's side, "Then it's time for me to explain my reasoning." Say it in advance, if you dare to stop it, I'll ...... with you."

Lao Xiucai shook his head and said: "Don't stop it, it's me, a bad old man, who has no ability, so that Xiao Qi died and Xiao Ping'an suffered like this, I am sorry for these two disciples." Some people want to eat, I can't stop it, what am I stopping you from being reasonable?"

Du Mao, who had been standing in place watching the play, said with a smile: "Why, it's also a hidden sword cultivator? Immortal Realm? It can't be the Flying Ascension Realm that ran out of the Inverted Hanging Mountain, right?"

The middle-aged Confucian had a strange look in his eyes, and glanced at the ancient Confucian scholar in the south, who had a solemn and solemn expression, obviously facing her more pressure than facing the old Xiucai who used to be a literary saint.

The woman in white yawned, took a step forward, landed straight under the wall, and walked slowly.

There was an old sword strip with no sheath and no hilt hanging from his waist, rusty, only a small section at the tip of the sword, which was extremely sharp and shiny.

Gu Xi Confucian said in a deep voice: "If you dare to make a move, you will break the rules of this heaven and earth!"

The woman in white just walked slowly, reaching out and patting her mouth, as if she had just woken up.

The old sword was not securely tied, so as she walked, the tip of the sword shook slightly, and the snow-white sword light flowed uncertainly.

Du Mao's mind turned sharply, he shrank his hand in his sleeve, and wanted to deduce the heavenly opportunity, but suddenly found that this heaven and earth had been imprisoned by people, and he could no longer calculate the true origin of the tall woman in front of him.

On the way forward, she turned to the middle-aged Confucian scholar and said, "For the sake of what you said, go out!"

The middle-aged Confucian frowned slightly, but found that Lao Xiucai was waving at him, hesitated slightly, and still dispersed, leaving this "small world", the mainstay of the long river of time.

She looked a little south, squinting at the ancient Confucian scholar, "Get out." ”

Lao Xiucai didn't move anymore.

The ancient Confucian priest asked, "Do you really want to compete with this great avenue of the world?"

The tall woman tilted her head, stretched out a finger, and gently pressed the top of the old sword bar, "It's been grinded so much, but it should be possible to split an inverted hanging mountain, then I'll open the door in the vast world and the wild world." ”

Gu Xi's face changed greatly, "Don't!"

Where would she be happy to take care of this guy.

Gently push the old sword strip.

Gone in a flash.

The canopy of this mainstay heaven and earth broke a big hole on the spot, and the flying sword went straight to the side of the inverted hanging mountain, and in an instant, thousands of miles and ten thousand miles.

Lao Xiucai didn't care at all.

In the end, it was the bastard who ran to the sky before becoming sanctified, stretched his neck and shouted for the second Dao to cut here.

In the vast sea area between Po O Continent and Tong Ye Continent, a sword cultivator who was far away from the world suddenly looked up.

In an instant, he saw the sea thousands of miles away in front of him, as if it had been directly split in half by a flying sword, and the huge waves were as high as mountains, pressing towards him rapidly.

This sword cultivator naturally didn't worry about the power of these waves, and he would shatter it when he was close to him, but the momentum of that flying sword made him a little shocked.

Is there such a sword cultivation in the world?

Ah Liang beat the second Dao again?

But Ah Liang doesn't have such a sword now, right? In fact, he has never had one in his life.

Four worlds, the best four swords, one is in the hands of the great heavenly masters of the Middle-earth Divine Continent Heavenly Master Mansion, and one is in the self-proclaimed "reckless qualifications, can't get Taoism and can't learn", but a sword splits the waist of the Yellow River to the sky, one is in the Taoist old second-hand, after Ah Liang left the inverted hanging mountain, it is said that he went to find the last one, the one that is "more lethal than the sky"! It's just that for some reason, Ah Liang, who is the most worthy of that sword in the world, turned out to be just bare-handed and flew to the outer heavens.

Instead of chasing after the unrivaled flying sword, he suddenly woke up and immediately rushed to the southernmost part of Aquarius.

Gu Xi Confucian stretched out his hand and pointed at the tall woman, and said angrily, "You are crazy!"

She continued to move slowly.

Du Mao swallowed his saliva, "Since you lost your sword and went out, do you really want to fight with me?"

She seemed to hear the funniest joke in the world, "Fight? You probably don't know about the old yellow calendar, after all, you are young, I don't blame you." ”

Lao Xiucai burst out laughing, the kind that laughed heartily, "Who slaughtered the biggest treasure swallowing whale in ancient times, do you know? ! ”

She went straight like this and walked in front of a Flying Ascension Realm Immortal, about the same distance from Du Mao standing in front of Zheng Dafeng before.

It's just that the woman in white is tall, so she is condescending, her eyes are cold, and she looks at this damn old immortal, "Why don't you control this natal immortal soldier of yours, try it?" I stand still and don't lie to you." ”

"Stinky, you're looking for death!"

Du Mao burst into tears, and his figure swept rapidly.

But the sword-swallowing boat sped away in an instant, stabbing the strange woman's head.

It's only a few steps away, and it's a natal immortal soldier.

But Du Mao's heart trembled.

The ancient Confucian scholars also began to fight.

I saw that the sword-swallowing boat trembled and hovered in front of her eyebrows, full of instinctive fear and grievances for Du Mao, the master.

The tall woman stretched out a finger and pointed downward, "Good, don't get in the way, go down." ”

The Sword Swallowing Boat actually began to descend very meekly, and finally hovered at her feet, only to be kicked out by her, and said angrily: "I don't have a long memory." ”

Du Mao habitually stretched out his thumb and wiped the corners of his mouth, familiar with the opponent of "that old pervert of Tongye Sect", you will know that when Du Mao makes this move, he is almost desperate.

The tall woman sighed and said to Du Mao: "You are lucky, you only destroyed one natal object, and my sword should have been handed to you." But next time I show up in Tongyezhou, you won't have such good luck. ”

At this moment, at the place where the heaven and earth had broken through the hole before, a big hand with the cuffs of a green shirt probed in, and the old sword was clamped between two fingers, the arm trembled, and the big sleeve rolled.

Obviously, even if it was only temporary control of this old sword strip that had been sharpened, it was not easy.

A majestic voice came from the big world outside into this small world, "Nonsense, don't take it as an example." ”

The tall woman turned her head, "What, do you want me to hold the sword before I take out the sword, then I will open up the Haoran World and the Qingying World?"

As soon as she waved, the old sword strip instantly broke away from the control of that hand and was held in her hand.

The owner of that arm did not appear, but with a flick of his wrist, the breeze condensed like a rolling river, and directly wrapped the ancient Confucian scholar in it, and said: "Follow me to the Temple of Literature and think about it behind closed doors." ”

Lao Xiucai sighed: "Now I can't even eat cold pig's head meat." ”

The man snorted coldly, and seemed to say to Lao Xiucai, "Today's matter, Lao Xiucai, you will clean up the mess, and the Temple of Literature will not interfere." ”

Lao Xiucai jumped up and scolded and said: "Lao Tzu is not convinced! Give me some benefits! Otherwise, I won't go to the Temple of Literature, except for the statue of the old man, Lian Lisheng and you, move the remaining seventy statues, throw them all out, and then move my statue in, anyway, the old man is the most pleasing to the eye ...... me."

After the man put the ancient Confucian in his sleeve, he sighed, "Take it." ”

Words settled.

The hole in the small heaven and earth has been closed, but a golden jade pendant has fallen lightly, but it is not the ancient Confucian scholar's "Dao and many helps", but the middle-aged Confucian scholar's "I am good at raising Haoran Qi".

Lao Xiucai took it in his hand, and then he was satisfied, "This time it's fair, it's a little kind." ”

The man seemed to have provoked this "little goodness" statement, and did not immediately return to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, but there was a majestic Haoran righteousness stranded outside the small world, Lao Xiucai straightened his neck, "What's the matter, you are not convinced? Otherwise, I will tell you about the battle between the three and four, why did I lose? Is it true that you are more knowledgeable than me? If it weren't for Qi Jingchun among my disciples, it would be left and right......"

When Lao Xiucai seemed to be "talking nonsense", he shook his sleeves with his hands, bent his knees slightly, and was about to sit down and talk.

Only the Confucian sages and the immortals of the Five Realms in the Middle Earth can see with their own eyes how someone's knowledge was in the middle of the day, and how it overpowered those saints of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism!

It is the great Li national teacher Cui who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors. , speaking of this dusty history, is also generous.

The man walked straight away.

Lao Xiucai stopped scaring people, stared at it for a long time, there was no movement, it should be gone, and then he bit the golden jade pendant, "Oh, it's true, it's reasonable, I don't lose my saliva in this big water tank." ”

After leaving Lizhu Cave Heaven this time, the tall woman held the old sword strip in the real sense for the first time, and smiled at Du Mao: "You seem to be worse than I imagined." ”

Lao Xiucai laughed and said: "Don't you dislike the Flying Ascension Realm, beat him and fall into the Yupu Realm Yuanying Realm, where do you want to go! Don't you want to cut off my cultural incense? Haha, this time I kicked the iron plate, no, no, I kicked an old sword, Du Mao, you are lucky, you are the only one for ten thousand years, and you can still brag to others when you go out in the future......

The tall woman turned her head, squinted her eyes and said, "Take care of my master!"

Lao Xiucai shrunk his neck, "Don't worry, I don't care about Xiao Ping an less than you." ”

Du Mao rolled up his sleeves and said slowly: "Without the Sword Swallowing Boat, I am still a Flying Ascension Realm!"

Lao Xiucai pulled the corners of his mouth, and with a wave of his sleeves, the small canopy of heaven and earth above Du Mao's head had been opened, just enough for Du Mao to be alone, as if he had returned to the Haoran world.

Du Mao was finally a little angry, the reason why the Flying Ascension Realm couldn't shrink in all kinds of caves and blessed lands was that in addition to being easy to cause chaos in the fortune of heaven and earth, in addition to being constrained by Confucian rules, he didn't dare to show his head easily, and it was extremely easy to attract the avenue to crush!

The tall woman was in front of her with a horizontal sword, and said indifferently: "Close it." ”

Lao Xiucai nodded, and really closed the canopy loophole again.

At this moment, Du Mao began to feel a little flustered, but his face did not diminish in the slightest, "Since you value that young man so much, are you really willing to exchange cultivation with me?"

The tall woman smiled, "Now you are starting to reason with me?"

Those who know the times are Junjie.

Du Mao went north this time, there were three purposes, there was a chance to cut off the incense of the Wensheng lineage, by the way, to understand the flying swords around the sword cultivation, the second is that someone wants to test the bottom line of the Lizhu Cave Heavenly Elder Divine Monarch, and the third is for the Tongye Sect to infiltrate half of the Aquarius Continent.

Now two goals have been achieved, the first is dispensable, he is not a Confucian protégé, and there is no need to consume his Taoism for this.

Practicing on the mountain, respecting strength.

At least he has always advocated this view.

Those who overcome gain power, and those who win themselves gain the way.

The former is real and can be put in the bag, as for the latter, in Du Mao's eyes, it is completely big and inappropriate nonsense, as long as he dies on the avenue, even if he can be called martyrdom and died, isn't he still dead?

She clenched the old sword lightly, "My master was in front of you before, did you reason with him?"

Du Mao is a real villain, "His cultivation is now a waste, if it weren't for the sword cultivation, he wouldn't be qualified to let me Du Mao say a word to him." You have!"

The tall woman held the sword in one hand and raised it in the other to make a gesture.

Lao Xiucai took out a picture scroll of mountains and rivers bitterly, "Leisurely play." ”

After Du Mao saw the unusual picture, he no longer hesitated, and withdrew the useless natal immortal soldier back into the hole, and at the same time sacrificed the golden body method, slammed the small world with one shoulder, and flew away towards the South China Sea.

She didn't chase after her.

Lao Xiucai smiled and threw out the scroll casually.

The tall woman and Du Mao's golden body disappeared one after the other.

Then the scroll of mountains and rivers hovered in front of Lao Xiucai, as for this small world of the old dragon city, it closed seamlessly, outside the old dragon city, except for the teaching grandmother who could blink slightly, the rest of the people were still silent.

On the scroll, there was a sound of silk tearing from time to time, which was caused by Du Mao's golden body to open the world of the scroll, and it was also caused by a sword breaking through the air.

Seeing Lao Xiucai's heartache.

In less than a stick of incense, Lao Xiucai was determined, knocked on the scroll somewhere with his fingers, and then put away the scroll and hid it in his sleeve.

The tall woman slowly walked out of the void, the old sword strip hanging from her waist, and the tip of the small section of the sharpened sword dimmed a little.

She yawned and dragged a leg in her hand.

Du Mao, the great monk of Tongyezhou's Flying Ascension Realm, was dragged out of the picture scroll by her like a dead dog.

"Just this," she asked...... What's it called?"

Lao Xiucai wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Du Mao, Tongyezhou is the strongest monk except for the old Taoist of the East China Sea." ”

She sighed and threw the "corpse" aside, "He has some side powers, it should be the moment he hits the sky, and the Yin God returns to his place, this corpse, it's just this...... Whose yang god is outside the body. ”

Lao Xiucai suddenly said, "It's just an outer body, no wonder the Confucian scholars who are born in the town will nod and agree, if there is no trouble from us, it will be prevaricated in the School Palace." ”

It's just that Lao Xiucai was speechless, "But even so, Du Mao also has the cultivation of the Twelve Realms." ”

She sat cross-legged, sat beside Chen Ping'an, and carefully held him in her arms again, she looked up into the distance, and said leisurely: "In front of my sword, twelve, thirteen, is there a difference?"

Lao Xiucai asked in a low voice, "What about the sword-swallowing boat?"

She said absentmindedly: "I removed the innate suppression, let his Yang God use this weapon, and then blow it up for me, otherwise I would have come out earlier, I just want to know what the so-called 'immortal soldier' is now." ”

Lao Xiucai wiped the sweat from his forehead, "How are you?"

The tall woman looked down at the young face that was whiter, as if she was having a nightmare, although she had been temporarily stopped by Lao Xiucai, but it would be very difficult in the end, she stretched out her fingers, gently rubbed his eyebrows, and said softly: "The stone cliff in the Tianda Mountain of Lizhu Cave is the condensation of the sword intent of my original master, and it was originally mine." It's just that after so many years, I don't bother to care about it. Later, I made a small deal with Ruan He, and he occupied 30% of the dragon slaying platform. ”

Lao Xiucai glanced at the tip of the old sword strip on her waist, and said with a smile: "So in the past few years, you have been sharpening your sword with Ruan Qiong's dragon slaying platform?"

She said indifferently: "It's the piece of Zhenwu Mountain, Ruan Qiong, and I want to leave it to my family." ”

The old Xiucai sweated like rain.

She looked south, "It's not over yet. ”

Lao Xiucai shook his head and said: "Don't, don't, it's endless, but you can't make a move, let me come, this is for the sake of Xiaoping." ”

She nodded, "I'll go back this time, I won't come out for the time being, if I come out next time and find that your so-called good, it's good at all, I will find you, you should know that after you are united with the great avenue of the world, I am the only one in the world who can kill you." ”

Lao Xiucai smiled dryly: "We are our own family, alas, why are we so fierce?"

The tall woman, with the cuffs of her white clothes fluttering without wind, shook her head and said: "It was originally good, but it was because you had to accept him as a closed disciple that there was today's disaster, if you didn't count half of your own family, you would be the first to die." ”

Lao Xiucai glared and said, "Don't say angry words, besides, do you dare to say such bastard things in front of your master?"

She said bluntly: "I won't say." Will do it secretly. When the time comes, Chen Ping'an will not recognize me, and he will not still be my master. ”

Lao Xiucai was speechless.

She beckoned, and after the small gift she gave to Chen Ping'an that year collapsed, three long bluestones fell out of it, all of which were the dragon slaying platforms that the world's sword cultivators dreamed of, ranging in size, small as a ruler and as big as a floor tile paved in a palace. She handed Chen Ping'an to Lao Xiucai, "I'll go out and solve some small things." ”

Lao Xiucai said stupidly: "If you have something to say, it's good to say." ”

The tall woman didn't go to a certain place this time, she stepped out in one step and came to someone.

It was the teaching of the Yuan Infant Sword Cultivator.

The tall woman stretched out her two fingers, and pulled out a natal flying sword from the mind of Mama Xi, and clamped the head and tail of the natal flying sword between her two fingers, slightly increasing the force, pressing the flying sword out of an arc.

In this small world, the eyes of the immobile old woman were full of pleading.

The tall woman tilted her head slightly, "Please, otherwise, like my master, if you say the right thing, I will promise you not to pinch this flying sword." ”

This is blatant and unreasonable.

Wait a while, this Yunlin Jiang clan's teaching mother, where did the immortal realm magic power come from can speak half a sentence in this small world, so the tall woman continued to increase her strength, the arc became bigger and bigger, and with a snap, it broke on the spot.

Teaching Mama to bleed from her seven orifices, Jin Dan cracked, and Yuan Ying wailed.

The tall woman sneered, "Your reasoning, I've always liked it. Taking advantage of the fact that my little peace didn't wake up, I hurriedly did it and said that there may not be such an opportunity in the future. ”

After she finished speaking, she flew straight up to the sea of clouds above the old dragon city.

Fan Junmao, the green-robed woman, continued to maintain that strange sitting posture, and after raising her head, her eyes were hot and in awe, Fan Junmao's first sentence was, "I didn't know in advance that this young man was your new master!"

The tall woman hung the old sword, stood in front of Fan Junmao, bent down, and asked with a smile, "Those who don't know are not guilty?"

Fan Junmao shook his head and said, "It's a big sin if you don't know, I admit it!"

The tall woman stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, "Why are you the same as before, you are pitiful every day?

Fan Junmao's spirit was bright, "Kill me, kill me, with you, it's enough!"

The tall woman sighed, gently patted the end of the old sword strip with her palm, raised it high, spun it around, and then pierced Fan Junmao's heart with a sword, slowly lifting it in the air, "Is it enough? Don't you know how many existences like you I killed back then?"

Blood oozed from the corners of Fan Junmao's mouth, and there was only happiness in his eyes, "You haven't changed, you haven't changed, I know, it's been 10,000 years, it's still the same, even if it's another 10,000 years, you won't change...... As long as you are willing to show this spirit, the world will ......."

The tall woman turned her head to look at the wall of the old dragon city, fell back to the ground from the sea of clouds, and the old sword strip was also pulled out of Fan Junmao's heart and returned to her waist.

Fan Junmao fell into the sea of clouds, covered her heart, and fainted, but the sea of clouds began to pour madly into her body.

On the side of the hole in the wall of the old dragon city, Chen Ping'an had already come to his senses, and then he was a little dazed.

Lao Xiucai is nowhere to be found.

Then he saw the familiar figure slowly drift in front of him, hovering high in the air beyond the hole in the wall.

The young man, who was no longer a bitter cold and emaciated teenager in Mud Bottle Alley, asked softly, "Am I wrong?"

She shook her head.

The young man promised, "Next time, I will be more careful, such as learning the derivation technique of the Yin-Yang family." I thought I could solve it, but I didn't expect that monk's realm to be so high......"

She shook her head.

The young man asked, "Not disappointed in me?"

She shook her head again.

Thereupon.

Chen Ping'an smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The same goes for tall women.