Liu Xianyang stopped, turned around and stood on the steps, looking at the Zhengyang Mountain Sword Cultivator who was in charge of the third sword question.

Look at the traces of the sword light, the woman is from the small lonely mountain in the family peak, she is dressed in night clothes, her face is cold, her momentum is calm, and she is not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance.

She had obviously been watching the battle carefully on the side of Xiaogushan before, especially in the second game, Yu Pulin lost too strangely, it seemed that once she got close to Liu Xianyang, she would fall into some kind of formation prohibition, so she did not directly land near the first-line peak mountain gate, but stopped between the ancestral mountain and the full moon peak, the imperial sword was suspended in the air, and she and Liu Xianyang, who was extremely magical in the natal flying sword, just confronted each other from afar.

Anyway, the matter of asking the sword and the distance between sword cultivators has never been a real problem.

The wind was blowing, the woman was dressed in black, the long sword under her feet dragged out a snow-white firefly, and the mountain peaks behind her were full of verdant colors, like a fairy who came out of the sword from a green landscape painting.

Liu Xianyang looked at the woman who was not good-looking, but the posture of the sword was extremely dusty, and felt that he had benefited a lot, and the next time he asked the ancestor of the sword, he must not listen to Chen Ping'an's arrangement anymore, he fell at the gate of the mountain, hiking and climbing, he had to learn from this senior, stepped on the long sword, turned into a rainbow, and then suddenly hovered, especially the essence, is that he is now, he has to choose a place with excellent scenery, and become a person in the painting in the eyes of all the spectators.

The woman in black pinched the sword trick with both hands, and a pale golden arc moon appeared on her fingertips, this sword cultivator who has lived in seclusion in Xiaogu Mountain for hundreds of years can be regarded as a sign of identity, she is from the full moon peak of Zhengyang Mountain, and at this moment, she declares her identity with the person who asks the sword, which is considered a salute.

Liu Xianyang immediately returned the salute and pinched the sword trick with one hand, but he did not report the name of the Longquan Sword Sect, but simply introduced his hometown and name, "Old Lizhu Dongtian, Liu Xianyang of Huaihuang County." ”

She said indifferently: "Life and death?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "It's up to you to win or lose, life or death." I have long wanted to understand how high you are when you climb to the top of Zhengyang Mountain. ”

She said, "I'll make it happen today." ”

Between the first-line peak and the full moon peak, there was a faint white cloud floating by, but it took the initiative to bypass the graceful figure of Edgeworth.

Obviously, she had already sacrificed a talisman spell to prevent being attacked by Liu Xianyang's unknown flying sword.

The ancestral mountain then opened the mountain protection array, the whole line of peaks, except for the top of the sword, the clouds and mist rose everywhere, the steps flowed silently like a stream, the flowing water was extremely clear, Liu Xianyang looked down, the whole step was like a layer of cyan lichen woven by the immortal master, under the sunlight, the shadow was sufficient. This array is not aimed at Liu Xianyang, but only shelters the mountains and rivers of the first-line peaks, so as not to be wantonly shattered by a fierce sword interrogation between the sword immortals on the top of the mountain.

The unknown female sword cultivator, her figure suddenly dissipated, and at the same time, at the height of the first-line peak, a golden long sword appeared out of thin air, which was the treasure of the old peak in Zhengyang Mountain.

Then the sword body twisted out several arcs, intertwined with electricity and light, like a golden long whip that the thunder god would leave behind in the world, there was a thunderous roar in the sky, and in an instant, this unusual ancient sword quickly dragged out a golden brilliance hundreds of zhang long, pulling out a half-moon arc in the sky, and smashing a whip into the tall man standing on the steps of the first-line peak.

Liu Xianyang pinched the sword trick with one hand, a golden light appeared on his fingertips, his fingers were put together, and he gently drew a circle, and a golden light stretched out, and a round line appeared next to Liu Xianyang, Liu Xianyang snapped his fingers again, and a round line became

A golden ball enveloping Liu Xianyang, like a round of refining and detention, became small and cute, as if it was resting on the steps by an immortal, the golden light was as thick as water, shining, and there was an image of ascension.

Sword cultivator Liu Xianyang, standing in the center, his sleeves fluttering.

With a whip on the ground, from the mountaineering Shinto to the mountain gate archway, the cyan lichen condensed by the ripples of the formation quickly rose layer upon layer, and finally was chiseled out of a crack several feet deep by the arc thunder.

The mountain below the halfway point of the first-line peak, from the thunder whip as thick as the mouth of the well, scattered like hundreds of golden thunder and lightning snakes, running non-stop.

If it weren't for the ancestral mountain array to protect the water transportation of the mountain roots, just this whip fell, the mountaineering Shinto would be destroyed, and the archway building would be divided into two halves by a whip.

It's just that this powerful thunder and lightning whip can't smash through Liu Xianyang's golden circle alone, and at the foot of the entire first-line peak, there are countless lightning whips of lightning and lightning staggered, woven into a net, like a thunder god whose body is hidden in the sea of clouds, holding the whip and smashing the world indiscriminately.

The monks who watched the battle from all the peaks, all the monks who were not earth immortals, all held their breath and were thrilling.

A heaven and earth aura moved slightly, the woman showed an ethereal posture, raised a crystal clear left hand, and the muscles and bones of the earth fairy on the mountain were known as "golden branches and jade leaves", and the slender ones appeared.

She held her right hand weakly, slowly twitched, she frowned slightly, this ghost cultivator, seemed to be enduring the severe pain of the tremor of the soul, and pulled out an emerald green narrow magic knife from the palm of her left hand, like a green river refined, engraved with the word ancient seal and knife, the blade body is like water, rippling and swaying slightly.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the vision of the woman in the distance pulling out the knife and "unsheathing".

From the side of the first-line peak, to the peak of the Full Moon Peak, without warning, he tilted and pulled out a snow-bright straight line, the sword light was straight, and instantly penetrated the woman's figure, and the sword light castration was still incomparable, and directly chiseled through a cliff of the Full Moon Peak, and a long line of sword light went to the sky, which lasted for a long time.

The woman's ghost figure spread out, turning into a cloud of yin wind miasma, but her heart was pierced by sword light, and a fist-sized sword qi vortex.

The sword-wielding ghost, head, torso, and limbs have all been separated by themselves, and then the wisps of sword qi in her body have broken the threads, barely maintaining a human form.

The golden long sword that she controlled with her heart swept in the air non-stop, and there were constantly golden thunderbolts, still frantically whipping the mountain road at the foot of the first line of peaks, and every time the long whip hit the ground, it was a burst of thunder and vibration.

The huge Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Mountain, like a landscape bonsai, suddenly bloomed a golden flower with distinct veins.

She slashed out from afar, and there was no bright sword light blooming, only a thin gray thread appeared between heaven and earth.

Liu Xianyang still stood in place, not moving, wiping his fingers horizontally, and said softly: "The water has fallen to the ruins." ”

In the air between the ghost sword cultivator and Liu Xianyang, a long river of nothingness appeared out of thin air, and the gray line actually fell into it.

After that, the sword light burst like a flood, but it rolled down into the "ruins" one by one, and finally even the golden thunder light was in the bag.

It seems that the distance between the two sides of the sword is a world of difference.

Three sword questions successively, from beginning to end, Liu Xianyang did not use the swordsmanship learned from the Longquan Sword Sect.

When asked about Jian Zhengyang Mountain, he didn't say hello to the iron-striking master Ruan, anyway, as long as Ruan Qiong didn't stop him, Liu Xianyang would take him as if he agreed.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the top of his head, the clouds gathered in all directions, and it showed an unusual inky black, as long as he was not blind, he knew that it was the woman's sword cultivation method, Liu Xianyang knew that this swordsmanship was the fame of the cloud peak, piercing the clouds.

At noon, under the sunlight, penetrating the black cloud curtain, it seemed that eight sword lights fell from the sky, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Liu Xianyang.

Liu Xianyang's mind moved slightly, around the eight directions of the first-line peak, eight long rivers of sword qi emerged, rushing into the sky, several long swords in the distance densely clustered together turbulent rivers, sword energy, bypassing the mountains behind the first-line peaks, pulling to several fronts, like a light horse, rushing to those battlefields where the golden light passed through the black clouds. In the end, in mid-air, the mighty sword array rivers and swords falling in the clouds controlled by the female Yuanying were-for-tat, like iron horsemen colliding on the battlefield.

After all, he is a Confucian disciple of the Eight Classics, and Liu Xianyang still knows how to use a few of the sword poems of those sages and writers.

The ghost cultivator didn't look at the cloud-piercing sword array, and her body suddenly scattered into seven rainbow lights, the rainbow light spread out like arrows, and finally condensed into eight sword-wielding people with illusory figures, the whole body was intertwined with snow-white light, and a sword was handed out, and the sword light turned into a magical white horse, and they suddenly appeared on the way forward, disappeared suddenly, and their whereabouts were uncertain, and they pounced on the first-line peak Liu Xianyang together.

It is a swordsmanship at the bottom of the box that stumbles on the peak, time is like an arrow, and the white horse is fluttering.

The transformation technique of practicing qi warriors has never been very popular, not even counting the left side of the door, the most inferior is the birds, birds and beasts, or the likes of the fairy family Luan Crane, if it can show the appearance of a dragon as big as a mountain, or some fierce and abnormal ancient aliens, and can have one or two corresponding natal powers, it is considered superior. The illusion technique of Pianjiao Peak is quite good, which can make the people who have attained the Tao, the earth immortals, roughly imitate the legendary white horse that jumps in the flowing water of time, and then carry a wisp of sword intent to kill the enemy.

Liu Xianyang condensed a long sword with sword energy, swung the sword several times at will, and smashed several white horses with treacherous trajectories into the air, in addition, a white horse as bright as moonlight suddenly sank, dodging the sword light, the horse's hooves stepped lightly on the ground, and in an instant, he came to the back of the first-line peak steps, Liu Xianyang's head did not turn, but he slashed backwards, and the white horse that ran down the steps shattered like porcelain, and in the end, there were still four white horses that hit Liu Xianyang's golden sword array, and the snow-white brilliance and golden sunlight were shattered together.

The female sword cultivator had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and finally sacrificed the natal flying sword, and the entire Full Moon Peak realm, the aura of heaven and earth was absorbed, and it was pitch black in an instant, like day falling into the night in an instant, and the night was heavy.

On the side of the first-line peak, the formation lichen changed from light green to dark green.

Above the full moon peak, a round of bright full moon appeared, sinking into the blue sea with lightning speed.

It just so happens that the place where the moon falls in the world is where Liu Xianyang stands.

Liu Xianyang still didn't move, but he looked a little strange.

This time the sword questioning is almost okay, and it doesn't make any sense to delay it any longer.

The bright moon still fell into the sea, and there was no condensation, but in an instant, the woman who still had the backhand swordsmanship was a ghost cultivator, and her mind was lost, like falling into the clouds, many white drawings or painted pictures of life, one by one.

This kind of unreasonable abnormality, in addition to asking both sides of the sword, even the Immortal Realm Dao Sect Heavenly Monarch like Qi Zhen of the Divine Sect has been watching the battle with the divine power of watching the mountains and rivers with his palm, and he has not missed any subtle details, and he is still unnoticed.

And this behind-the-scenes worship, at this moment, can actually be regarded as half of the jade realm of the Yuan Infant Ghost, she doesn't even know that she is traveling through her own life pictures.

This is the terrible thing about Liu Xianyang's natal flying sword.

In his dreams, he took out his sword and killed people at will.

No one can escape a sound sleep, and everyone's sleep is a long river.

And every time Liu Xianyang falls asleep, it is a long trip upstream, the key is that he has seen anyone at once, and then he can go to that person's river at will.

Therefore, once anyone has a dispute with Liu Xianyang, it is an extremely dangerous situation.

Ning Yao, Fei Ran, Shou Chen, Chen Ping'an, maybe only these sword cultivators with extremely tough sword hearts can have the power to fight back when they are in the same realm, and each has a slight chance of winning with their magical powers.

Because the only "flaw" of Liu Xianyang's sword in his dream is that Liu Xianyang meets people in a dream, which is Liu Xianyang's downstream, but it is the reverse flow of others' time, that is to say, Ning Yao, These sword cultivators, or the talent can be called invincible, or the sword heart is extremely stable, or even both, so it is very likely that at the first moment, they will realize that something is wrong, such as people in a trance in a dream, but vaguely know that they are dreaming, if they can be at that moment, the person who is asked the sword in the dream, the sword heart is extremely clear and clear, with this sword to break a dream, you can avoid Liu Xianyang's more and more sharp sword.

This is the reason why Liu Xianyang is willing to drag himself all the time and not come to Zhengyang Mountain to ask the sword, as long as he has never been in the Yupu realm, Lao Tzu is not invincible.

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an's kid could really stop him with bitter words? Only Liu Xianyang taught Chen Ping'an the truth of doing things.

Liu Xianyang on the steps of the first-line peak, without a sword chopping, to block the round of bright moon falling into the sea, the first time to move back, cast a shrinking mountain and river, went to the halfway up the mountain, the bright moon rolled to the ground, along the steps all the way up, following Liu Xianyang's figure, Liu Xianyang had to no longer hide the realm, suddenly appeared a hundred feet tall law phase, raised his sleeves, with the sleeves of the Yupu realm monks, the round of "mountaineering" The bright moon is in the sleeve, the big sleeve is drumming, the sound of the silk cloth tearing and bursting is endless, the bright moon is like a rolling ball, bumping around, Liu Xianyang stretched out his fingers, against the sleeve, the bright moon in the sleeve, gradually stabilized, and finally because of the loss of the woman's ghost control, like a source of water, slammed in the sleeve, in the small world, scattered countless snow-white moonlight, the moonlight slightly oozing out of the sleeve, a good mountain immortal pot in the sun and moon long.

As for the other "Liu Xianyang", he accompanied the woman's ghost and walked in a long river of time, and the two went down the river together, looking at her life one by one.

A full moon peak woman sword cultivator, her five or six hundred years of cultivation career, it seems to be a long time, but in fact, it is only in the moment of their respective minds, and if it weren't for Liu Xianyang's heart to move, changed her mind, with the situation that she didn't notice the dream for a long time, Liu Xianyang casually handed out a sword in the dream, she would be consumed by at least one sword for a hundred years, and she would also be smashed a lot of souls, besides, with her already rotten soul, it seemed that she was just a soul that was hard to support, and could withstand Liu Xianyang's dream with a few swords?

Liu Xianyang sighed, stopped, and called out her name softly, and a long river of time came to a standstill, and the female ghost who was leisurely looking back on her entire life suddenly "woke up", looked around, and found that she was not a female cultivator who had just entered the Dragon Gate Realm, and there was no junior sister who was still looking forward to the future just now, let alone a full moon peak. She wanted to run the natal flying sword, but found that the "dry ze" that depended on her master was still in the natal acupoint, but her heart moved slightly, no matter how she pulled it, it seemed that the gate of the qi mansion was blocked by a mountain, and the flying sword was not allowed to go out to kill the enemy.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the "outside the sky" and said with a smile: "There is still some time left, let's take you to see the real scenery on the top of the mountain." ”

The reason why the exception is made is because this woman's ghost may be a certain future "Liu Yu" in Zhengyang Mountain.

The next moment, she only felt the scene around her change, and then her heartstrings tightened, and she was suffocated.

It's just that in an instant, a good sword heart is still a ghost in the Yuan Infant Realm, and his Dao heart collapses on the spot.

On that infinite battlefield, countless golden-bodied gods are high in the sky, countless demon clans are on the ground, and the heavens and the earth are constantly fighting, and the corpses are everywhere, like mountains stretching.

And the place where she and Liu Xianyang stood was actually a big demon holding a magic knife on the tip of the knife, a big demon who was not thousands of feet tall, stepped on the mountain, probed his arm with a knife and provoked, a pair of scarlet eyes, his eyes were hot, he looked up at the sky, full of fighting spirit.

Liu Xianyang asked indifferently: "Situ Wenying, for the sake of you being very different from Zhengyang Mountain Sword Cultivator, I brought you here, do you have anything else you want to say in the end?"

As far as the two could see, the battle was fierce.

It's just that Liu Xianyang is not surprised, but the ghost sword cultivator named Situ Wenying is thrilling, just seeing the scenery, he is already dizzy, and his Dao heart is lost.

There is a pair of golden-eyed colored armor gods, standing on the earth, spreading out their palms to lead a bright galaxy from the sky, holding it as a long whip, high up, whipping the earth, the earth is fragmented, ravines vertical and horizontal.

There was a huge god in the shape of that woman, and when she fell to the ground against the wind, the sea of clouds in the high places was dense, and tens of thousands of golden lightning instantly fell to the ground, as if making heaven and earth border.

There is the big demon who pulls the "smallness" of the gods with one hand The body, after tearing it open, discarded half of it casually, put the remaining half into the mouth, chewed it heavily, but was nailed through the chest by a golden halberd that fell from the sky, and it actually smiled and leaned forward, tore its body apart, and then grabbed the halberd with his backhand, stepped on the ground heavily, and threw it back to a golden-bodied god in the sky, before being caught by the latter, dozens of gods located in a low place were pierced through, and after the god of the owner of the halberd took over, he didn't look at the corpses of the gods hanging on the halberd, but just shook his wrist slightly, shaking the string of weapons in his hand"Sugar gourd" ......

She said in a trembling voice, "This is your natal flying sword?"

Liu Xianyang tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Otherwise, did a jade realm fall from the sky out of thin air, and it happened to be taken in by me Liu Xianyang?"

She was speechless and silent for a long time, and finally she knew that she would die, but she laughed instead, "It's an unexpected ending." ”

Liu Xianyang squatted down and said, "I finally understand the meaning of those words." ”

Yesterday in the cloud building, lying on a rattan chair with a friend while drinking and chatting, anyway, idle is idle, the two best friends, talking about everything.

In the end, he drank and was slightly drunk, Chen Ping'an looked at the sky with a smile and said something in his heart.

He said that interesting things, meaningful things, are not easy to do.

Interesting and difficult things are done, and there may not be any meaning. But something meaningful must be interesting when it is done.

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Several groups of celebratory immortal masters on the Full Moon Peak could even clearly feel the afterglow of the tremor on the side of the first-line peak.

As for the two places of Qiyun Peak and Water Dragon Peak, two groups of mountain gods and water gods from all over the continent gathered, and they had a more keen perception of the water transportation of the mountain roots, and compared with ordinary monks, it was more difficult to determine the consequences of a sword question, which was enough to change the landform for a long time.

Jiang Yun, who came out of the branch of the Yunlin Jiang family, and Fu Nanhua of the old dragon city, were both outsiders who went to Lizhu Cave Heaven to look for opportunities, plus the two sides had met on the battlefield of Dadu, and they were half acquaintances, standing side by side at this time, looking at the magnificent sword scroll in front of them, Fu Nanhua asked softly: "Both of them are Yuanying Sword Immortals?"

Jiang Yun nodded, "There is no doubt about it." ”

Maybe Liu Xianyang is more than that.

However, Jiang Yun's interest is not in that sword, but in the ancestral mountain array of Zhengyang Mountain, similar to a soldier armor pill with at least half-immortal rank, in order to protect the first-line peak During the sword questioning between the two sides, it will not be devastated by the sword light and the spell, otherwise it will be fun to wait until the end of the battle, and then the guests of the peaks will climb the mountain to watch the ceremony, and there will be potholes everywhere, especially the immortal mansion below the halfway up the mountain, which is broken and ruined everywhere, it will be fun.

I never thought that the most boring mountain viewing could become so interesting.

Sure enough, don't mess with anyone, don't mess with the "young generation" who came out of Lizhu Dongtian.

Not to mention the Song Jixin of Mud Bottle Lane, who is already the king of Dali Domain, there is Ma Kuxuan who was born in Xinghua Lane, and then Xie Ling of Taoye Lane, a few years ago, he traveled alone on the way, slaying demons and demons, and the magic powers are endless, extremely decisive, there are still two pure martial artists of the Yang family pharmacy, and there has also been a storm on the mountain that is not small in an ancient battlefield site, as for Zhao Miao of Fulu Street who returned to his hometown as an official of Dali, he dealt with the disputes on the mountain, and he was even more ruthless. I never thought that there would be another Liu Xianyang today.

Fu Nanhua's bloated wife was sitting in the viewing pavilion with Wei Liang, and Jiang Sheng asked, "When will Liu Xianyang fight all the way to the top of the sword?" ”

Wei Liang smiled in his heart: "Little ginger, what are you anxious about, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, wait patiently." ”

That Liu Xianyang has a lot of strength.

Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up, "There is still hot tofu to eat?"

Wei Liang nodded and said, "Maybe it will be very hot, and even a bowl will feel hot." ”

Jiang Sheng shook his head and said, "It's impossible, even if the one surnamed Liu is a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, but he can reach the top of the sword, it's already a fluke." ”

Regarding the heritage of Zhengyang Mountain, Yunlin Jiang's side is naturally clear, and she is the most spoiled by the Jiang ancestor, coupled with the fact that she was forced to marry Lao Longcheng after being wronged, the ancestor has always felt guilty, every time she returns to her parents' house, the old master of the Jiang family, who has heavy affairs, will take time out to personally accompany Jiang Sheng to relax.

Wei Liang said with a smile: "There are only two kinds of immortal families in the world, the mountain and the scattered sand, even if it is a wealthy family on the mountain, in fact, as long as it reaches a certain critical point, it will instantly become disheartened, the former, there are Tongyezhou Yugui Sect, Taiping Mountain, Aquarius Fengxue Temple, Zhenwu Mountain, as for the latter, there are many, but some are shallow and some are deep. Zhengyang Mountain belongs to the latter of the latter.

"If Liu Xianyang is the only one who asks the sword today, he really can't reach that critical point, just like Xiao Shengjiang said, stop at the top of the first-line peak sword, at most make a big fuss, either be left by Zhengyang Mountain, or be taken down the mountain by someone from the Longquan Sword Sect, which can be regarded as adding a conversation after tea and dinner on Aquarius Mountain. ”

Wei Liang said this, looking at the young sword cultivator standing on the steps of the first-line peak, "Of course, Liu Xianyang is already very powerful. The Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, who was less than fifty years old, had only been able to do it by two people before. ”

Jiang Sheng was shocked when she heard this, Liu Xianyang is a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal? It's just a bigger shock, or is it Wei Liang's so-called "two before", she couldn't help but ask: "Isn't there only the Wind and Snow Temple Wei Jin?"

Wei Liang smiled and said, "It seems that your Jiang ancestor is still not sorry for the little ginger enough." ”

Jiang Sheng asked curiously: "Who is it? Where is it now? How can such a young sword immortal not be famous at all?"

Wei Liang sold a pass, "Far away in the sky, close in front of him, now he is somewhere in the mountains of Zhufeng, this guy is like ...... Brought a big bowl of hot tofu and came to the door as a guest, but the host had to eat it if he didn't eat it, and if he was not careful, it would not only burn his mouth, but also burn his liver and sausage. ”

Jiang Sheng said suddenly: "Before, I was wondering, why Uncle Wei was willing to waste his time from his busy schedule to come to Zhengyang Mountain. ”

Wei Liang nodded, squinted his eyes and sighed: "I have to come, because I need to learn the method of dismantling things to the best of use with a young man." ”

Wei Liang, a "grandfather, son, grandson, in fact, are all one person", a Legalist monk who has been the governor of Qingluan State for generations, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed at himself, and said: "It's really infuriating, that kid was so simple and simple back then, okay, now I can even pinch my nose and humbly ask him about this knowledge." ”

On the side of the first-line peak stopping the Sword Pavilion, after the sect leader Zhuhuang saw the woman ghost who had made great contributions to the mountain gate, his eyes were full of pity and guilt, pity that she was a woman, but she had a poor background, and she was reduced to this, the guilt was that she was the sect master and the Yupu realm, but today she still needs to leave Xiaogu Mountain to lead the sword with Liu Xianyang.

Xia Yuancui's expression was complicated, there was a dusty inside story of the sect that had been sealed for a long time, even if Tao Yanbo and Yan Ji were such high-powered old men of Zhengyang Mountain, they were just some private speculations, and no one would mention it easily, only knowing that woman, there was a female ghost cultivator in the Yuan Infant Realm, who was incognito and took over the position of Oilman.

After the white-clothed old ape saw her, he looked displeased, and said to several old sword immortals in his heart: "Her cheap life is not her life, it is related to the great array of the ancestral mountain, once her soul is scattered, she will lose the hub of the great array from the root, not to mention the loss of the immortal money, why should the sect master abuse a mountain of qi so badly, who will make up for it afterwards?"

Xia Yuancui, who had always been deep in the city, had an unprecedentedly angry expression on his face, and said, "Yuan Xianfeng's words are a little hurtful. ”

This behind-the-scenes enshrinement who has long since passed away according to the records of the spectrum, the female Yuanying Sword Cultivator, secretly serves as the oil adder of Zhengyang Mountain.

The sesame oil added by the implication is the ancestral oil lamp of the ancestor hall of the first-line peak, which can renew the incense for a mountain.

She is from Full Moon Peak, and she was one of Xia Yuancui's most proud descendants, and the woman who was killed by Li Junjing and then exposed her bones to the square of Fenglei Garden is a senior sister.

Both of them had the opportunity to take over the position of peak master from the master Xia Yuancui, who was interested in concentrating on sword practice, to help deal with general affairs, and even expected to become the mountain master.

It's just that they have a bumpy road, one is dead, the other is resentful, and they choose to walk on a dead-end road, becoming the person they are like now.

Because they, or the entire Zhengyang Mountain, have met the sword cultivator of the Wind Thunder Garden, Li Junjing.

The Bamboo Emperor persuaded: "Uncle Xia, Yuan Fengfeng has never spoken to the right person. ”

Once he holds this position, he is equivalent to a half-dead person, because not only will he be removed from the ancestral hall, but he will also be written off, and then find a reason for it, such as the failure of the retreat and the death of the soldier. And every time he shows up to hand the sword and do what he does, it is often extremely dangerous, and every time it is a life-saving move.

Before Xia Yuancui and Zhuhuang respectively entered the Jade Pu Realm, after she became a ghost, she was actually the most lethal sword cultivator in Zhengyang Mountain, and her existence was to deal with Li Junjing's very likely sword Zhengyang Mountain, so as not to prevent Li Junjing from climbing all the way to the mountain, as if entering a no-man's land. Zhengyang Mountain naturally didn't dare to expect her to be able to cut Li Junjing with a sword, a bit similar to the kind of sword asked by Yuan Bai and the Yellow River, this kind of means was just a helpless move for the mountain gate to protect itself when the peaks were weak.

The old ape in white sneered.

It naturally knows what Xia Yuancui and Zhuhuang are arguing about, the two of them have long disliked the ghost mother-in-law, the previous Zhengyang Mountain, without her, she has to guard against the invincible Li Junjing when she is alive, lest Li Junjing dismantle the entire ancestral hall by Li Junjing alone, and then interrupt those mountaineering sword paths, but now, she has become a stain on the old yellow calendar, and it is best to let outsiders help erase it, after all, today's Zhengyang Mountain, there is no shortage of her half of the Jade Pujing Sword Immortal.

Xia Yuancui is relying on this merit, and is ready to give up a disgraceful heir, so that when discussing matters with the Bamboo Emperor in the ancestral hall in the future, in exchange for a batch of sword fairy embryos, as for the sect master Bamboo Emperor, don't look at the previous face full of regret and guilt, in fact, the entire Zhengyang Mountain, the one who wants her to die cleanly and completely is this Bamboo Emperor who has changed from a yuan baby to a jade pur, and from a mountain master to a sect master.

However, the white-clothed old ape knew it, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, the Bamboo Emperor was not so ruthless, how could he be the sect master? Xia Yuancui was not so calculating, how could he make the Full Moon Peak grow and occupy the most seats in the Lower Patriarch Hall?

The natal flying sword of that woman's ghost thing, named "Dry Ze", has a very high rank.

Once sacrificed, it creates a lawless land within a radius of dozens of miles.

The flying sword's magical power that dries up the aura of heaven and earth and fishes is just one of them, plus the unique swordsmanship she is good at, fighting with people and swords, and walking the road of jade burning, in addition, she relies on the flying sword, Yin eats grain, which is equal to a Yuan Ying sword cultivator, in the case of Yang Shou worry-free, he still does not hesitate to turn into a ghost, gives up the outer body of the Yang God and the whole skin, and borrows half of the realm of the Jade Realm.

And her soul has long been with Zhengyang

The mountain protection array is fused, and it can't be away from the mountain for too long, otherwise the soul decays very quickly, so unlike the plantation of the back sword peak, every time you go down the mountain, you can sway and wander, as if you are traveling through mountains and rivers, you only need to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and you can solve it quickly, she can't, so every time she secretly goes down the mountain, it is a beheading.

The oil man who renews the incense for the ancestral hall, and the plantation of the forest for the Zhengyang Mountain sword forest, these two people are worthy of the name of the behind-the-scenes worship, a Yuanying Sword Immortal, a Nine Realms Grandmaster, with a clear division of labor, occasionally going down the mountain to cooperate and kill, and the cooperation is seamless, leaving no clues.

The Bamboo Emperor suddenly said in his heart: "There are enough accidents today, and there must be no more accidents." So the next sword, Uncle Xia, Senior Brother Tao, and Yan Zhanglu, have worked hard. ”

The Bamboo Emperor added, "I will inform the Dagu Mountain side, so I will also add Wu Tijing's natal flying sword." ”

Xia Yuancui nodded, and the other two God of Wealth and the Patriarch of Zhanglu, although they were a little hesitant, they still agreed to this matter, as long as they did not know it, that Liu Xianyang would only die without knowing it, and among the people watching the battle in Zhufeng, it was only Liu Xianyang who was killed by a female ghost with a sword, and he didn't know the mystery.

Among the sword cultivators, the Bamboo Emperor, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, and Yan Ji are two jade pus and two yuan babies.

With that ghost cultivator, he can usually be regarded as half of the Jade Pur Realm, and after fighting for his life, he can be regarded as a sword immortal of the Jade Pur Realm with outstanding killing power.

What's more, in addition to the sword cultivation of Zhengyang Mountain, there is also a mountain protection to worship Yuan Zhen, which is already a jade pur. And on the back of the sword peak, there is also a behind-the-scenes worship as a plantation, an old ghost who hangs his life with secret techniques, and is the great master of the martial arts of the Nine Realms.

From this point of view, if Zhu Feng follows the ancestral mountain and opens the mountain protection array together, plus that sword top, killing an immortal, or even immortal realm sword cultivation, is not a problem, it is more than enough.

But this kind of Great Sword Immortal, even if you add the neighbors of the north and south continents, the mountains and rivers of the entire three continents, there are only a handful, Bai Shang, Wei Jin, Jiang Shangzhen, Wei Ying, who else?

Furthermore, the Immortal Realm Sword Immortal, or the Flying Ascension Realm Great Cultivator, who would dare to come to the Aquarius Continent now?

Therefore, the time, place and people are all in Zhengyang Mountain.

On the side of the cliff of Dagu Mountain in Couples Peak, a young man in black with a sword on his back glanced at a lonely woman on the side of Xiaogu Mountain not far away.

His eyes were indifferent, and after retracting his gaze, a piece of dead wood came out of the cliff nearby, he walked up, and after breaking the dead wood with one kick, his body was light, and he jumped into the air, and the long sword behind his back was sheathed.

Wu Tijing walked with the sword, this young sword cultivator who is regarded as the best sword practitioner in Zhengyang Mountain for thousands of years, there is no sword hanging from his waist, only the sword grid to the hilt.

It seems that there was once a long sword, but it lost its body.

When the sword was floating, Wu Tijing breathed slowly, and his sleeves hunted.

The sword cultivator in the mountains of my generation belongs to the pure way of hand fighting, the spirit of inner reality, the body is like an ape, the spirit of parasitic energy, the sword qi is like a river overflowing, the sword spirit is like a hibiscus out of the water, and the sword path is vast and high like a star spinning.

Liu Xianyang and the woman's ghost asked the sword, the momentum was very great, the vision was rampant, everywhere was the chaotic ripples of the remnants of the sword qi, and led the nose of an ancestral mountain array, so Chen Ping'an left the back sword peak before, hid his figure, and followed a sword path, but with a little care, he carried the ancient sword he picked up, and successfully climbed to the top of the sword.

Asked by the female cultivator on the top of the mountain, Chen Ping'an smiled and said that he was a guest, outside the threshold of the first-line peak ancestor hall, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the female cultivators of Huamufang, looked at them one by one, and then seemed to say to himself: "Since I have seen through it, can you let Liu Cai let Liu Cai talk about the sword with me after traveling to Lutai, or traveling to Lutai?"

For Xue Feng, the maid beside Yuan Bai was colorful, with a pair of eyes, shining, and then she quickly lowered her head, as if she was a little unprecedentedly hesitant.

Even Yuan Bai didn't notice her subtle movements.

A Qiongzhifeng nun in the square glanced at the green-shirted sword fairy, the corners of her mouth curled up an arc, and then nodded lightly, as if she had agreed to this, and the next moment, the nun returned to her normal look.

This female cultivator of Huamufang actually didn't realize it.

And beside Yuan Bai, the maidservant Liucai from the blessed land of the patio of the Bright Continent dissipated without warning, and left Xue Feng, not even having time to say a word to Yuan Bai.

Da Li accompanied the capital, and the imitation Bai Yujing sword flashed, but it was quickly withdrawn.

It seems that a Yin God of Jade Pu Realm sword cultivation is traveling far away, and it is not worth the sword at all.

Before coming to Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping'an had gone to the central part of the country, not by relying on any identity, he could climb the imitation white jade capital, but by virtue of the names of two monks from other continents.

Then Chen Ping'an saw only a boundless person with an ethereal figure and a blurred face.

At that time, Chen Ping'an got straight to the point and said: "I'll find Bai Shang, or Zou Zi, you are responsible for the sword according to the rules." But I can't guarantee I'll find it. ”

Because according to Da Li's rule that only applies to the top of the mountain, all the sword cultivators of the Immortal Realm and the Flying Ascension Realm of other continents did not take the initiative to hand over the traffic documents to the Da Li Imperial Court, and set foot on the territory of Aquarius without authorization, and once they found out, they would be asked for swords.

But that pass only needs to be sent to the imitation Bai Yujing, and there is no need to say hello to Dali Capital or accompany the capital. This is actually another strange thing.

The borderless man who didn't know his identity nodded and smiled: "Within the rules, it should be." ”

The "Tian Wan" of Zhengyang Mountain's Zhuyu Peak once sent a letter to his husband with a flying sword, "Bai Sheng Yi, Zou Zijiu." ”

In short, Cui Dongshan is ten percent sure, there must be one of them, who is hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to move.

In fact, Chen Ping'an was already on the way to imitate Bai Yujing at that time.

Chen Ping'an was standing at the top of the sword with a wide field of vision at this moment, turning his head to catch a glimpse of the sword light on the other side of Xuefeng, and he didn't retract his gaze for a long time.

If he just simply read the spy reports about Zhengyang Mountain, he would definitely not have too many guesses about the maid named "Liucai" next to Yuan Bai.

But once it comes to Zhu Yu Feng Tian Wan, especially a certain case that Chen Ping'an has been guarding against in his heart, Chen Ping'an will definitely not dare to take it lightly.

Until this moment, the real body was not far away from the "Zouzi" in Aquarius, Chen Ping'an could finally really breathe a sigh of relief, and for no reason remembered the two Buddhist sayings, the grass was defeated, and the thief pulled the bow.

Well, this time to ask the sword Zhengyang Mountain, finally there are no worries.

As for what white clothes, as long as you dare to come to Aquarius to hand over the sword, don't leave, go to Luoluo Mountain as a guest.

However, I believe that with Bai Shang's temperament, even if he secretly travels across continents, he has already realized that the movement of imitation Bai Yujing is destined to only return to his hometown quietly, but it is more likely that this ambitious Northern Sword Immortal will only choose to stand by and watch the play from afar.

A female official of Huamufang hurriedly walked forward, plucked up the courage to stretch out her hand to stop at the door, and cautiously dissuaded: "This Sword Immortal, the Sword Peak Ancestor Hall is our first-class forbidden place, you can't go there! ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "There won't be any trouble, I am an old friend of your ancestor who moved mountains, and the reason why I have today's achievements is largely due to him." If you don't feel at ease, just send a message to the Bamboo Emperor with a flying sword, I just have something to do, I want to have a good chat with him, there are many people in the Sword Pavilion, and it is not suitable to talk about business, so there is a message from Miss Lao, I will go and pick my chair first, by the way, my name is Chen Ping'an, from Luoluo Mountain, and then I will remind you that the sect master, let him be alone, come to this sword top. ”

When the female official hesitated, she didn't think that the man in the green shirt with the sword on his back flashed away, and he had already crossed the threshold and walked in the ancestral hall, and her arm was hanging in the air, she put away her hand, her face was flushed with anxiety, and she almost burst into tears, under her nose, she made such a big mistake, and then returned to Qiongzhifeng, and she had to be scolded to death by the patriarch, she stomped her feet, had to turn around, and hurriedly flew the sword secret letter to the sect master Zhuhuang, saying that there was a guest who did not understand the rules, claiming to be Chen Ping'an, from Luoluo Mountain, and actually broke into the patriarch hall first, as if he had begun to choose the chair that belonged to him to sit down, this person was not ashamed, said that it was best for the sect master to come to the ancestral hall alone to talk about things......

Chen Ping'an took the burden in one hand, carried the sword in the other, and indeed chose a chair over there, and walked all the way to the chair that belonged to the sect master Bamboo Emperor in the main seat, because today was the celebration of the great sage who moved the mountain, so on the side of the first-line peak, he specially dedicated the seat that was already extremely high in front of the mountain, and made an exception to put it in the first place side by side with the Bamboo Emperor.

So Chen Ping'an sat on this chair, looked at the door, held a long sword on the ground, gently picked it up and put it down, and quietly waited for the Bamboo Emperor to show up and entertain guests.

The female official of Huamufang didn't dare to go beyond the rules of the Patriarch Hall at all, and walked into it without authorization, she could only stand at the door, and then when she saw the scene inside the Patriarch Hall, her face turned pale for a moment, this uninvited guest who looked kind and angry, what the hell is going on, don't you want to die?

Chen Ping'an looked at the two rows of seats one by one, and knew whose position they belonged to, the first-line peak ancestor hall, although he had never been here before, he was not unfamiliar with it at all.

Full Moon Peak Xia Yuancui, the God of Pottery Wealth of Qiuling Mountain, Yan Zhanglu, the old sword fairy who used to come out with Li Cai in Diayun Peak, the female sword fairy of Pianjiao Peak, Leng Qi, the patriarch of Qiongzhi Peak, Tian Wan of Zhuyu Peak, Wu Tijing, the reincarnation of Li Junjing, Yu Pulin of Yujiao Peak who was looked down upon by Master Ruan, and the pair of Xue Feng Yuanbai who hid a small half of "Sword Cultivation Liu Cai" around him......

It is indeed a good place for sword immortals.

If it's just a Zhengyang Mountain, it's nothing.

can add the Dali Imperial Court, Tian Wan, and Tian Wan, there will be a white dress with a great plot, and if there is Zouzi, there will be Liu Cai.

For example, when Chen Ping'an seemed to be the most high-spirited, a nameless son of Zhengyang Mountain suddenly appeared, turned out and stopped on the road.

chose to exchange sword cultivation for sword cultivation, and finally made the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi become no longer a sword cultivator.

This can be a very interesting situation for the complex situation of several worlds, and it can be an extremely unexpected variable.

But for the young mountain owner of Luoluo Mountain, it is a bleak ending that cannot be imagined "in the future".

And in this matter, Zou Zi seemed to have greeted Chen Ping'an early, passed the list of several young people in the world, and intentionally or unintentionally leaked Liu Cai's two natal flying swords.

Maybe this list is from Zou Zi's behind-the-scenes work.

One day, Jian Xiu asked Jian Jian Xiu, dignified and upright, and fought against each other.

Moreover, he reminded you of this young hidden official in advance, and asked you Chen Ping'an to prepare for many years in advance to deal with this question sword that the opponent's name and natal flying sword are clearly told to you.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, but he didn't have an urgent need for the time being, but this question sword that would only be decided by Zou Zi at the time and place was destined to be unavoidable and unable to escape.

In fact, no matter how Chen Ping'an broke his head to think about why, he never understood why Zou Zi was so targeted at himself.

It doesn't matter anymore.

On the road of life, even if you don't know a lot of whys, you still have to do what you should do.

Here it comes.

Zhengyang Mountain, the suzerain of the Bamboo Emperor.

Sure enough, it's just a single person.

Chen Ping'an smiled and didn't get up.

The Bamboo Emperor isolated a small world with sword qi, standing at the door, he immediately caught a glimpse of the ancient sword of the back sword peak in the other party's hand, the mountain lord of the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal narrowed his eyes, and asked in a deep voice with the young mountain master: "Chen Ping'an, what do you want to do?"

The man was still tapping the ground lightly with the bottom of the scabbard, and smiled: "Ask for a cup of tea, and then talk about business?"

The Bamboo Emperor grabbed a white jade talisman that had been passed down from generation to generation in his sleeve and sneered, "Oh, are you worthy?"

In the next moment, all the sword qi at the top of the first-line peak sword gathered in an instant, condensing into a tall figure covered in clouds and mist, and stood beside the sect leader Bamboo Emperor.

The old god in the green shirt was still there, and he smiled helplessly: "This hasn't been talked about yet, but the talk has collapsed?"

The Bamboo Emperor saw that the man opened his hand, and the sword of the founder of Zhengyang Mountain in his hand stood still, and then the guy raised his hand, shook his sleeves, and rolled out a head from it, and with a flick of his toes, he kicked the head of the planter to the gate and hit the threshold, "Bamboo Emperor, don't you want to think about it, why can I slaughter a Nine Realms martial artist on your territory, and as a result, I have to run to the first-line peak and take the initiative to say hello, you only know about it?"

The Bamboo Emperor's expression was cloudy.

The immortal realm beside him could actually shoot a sword at that young man at any time.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a palm, facing the chair of the Bamboo Emperor, and said with a smile: "You are here, where can I escape, why don't you sit down and talk?"

The Bamboo Emperor didn't move, but just asked, "That Liu Xianyang, is he already in the Jade Pur Realm?"

Chen Ping'an was too lazy to talk about this, you wouldn't fucking guess it yourself, just smashed the head at the door casually, and then prepared to get up, and said with a smile: "Give you a chance to have a good chat, but it's not good to chat, right? ”

The Bamboo Emperor laughed, stepped over the threshold, but the immortal behind him stayed outside the Patriarch Hall, and said as he walked: "Master Chen, remember to speak carefully, if you have a bad conversation, you will be related to your relatives, but many people will die." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I've been scared half to death by you." ”

As soon as the Bamboo Emperor was halfway through, he instantly sacrificed a natal flying sword, and the immortal at the door behind him each took out his sword, forcibly breaking through an extremely strange sword formation.

But the next moment, it seemed that Chen Ping'an was just shaking a hand of swordsmanship, and there was no extra movement.

However, at the top of the first-line peak, where there is no slightest sword qi, there is a beautiful scenery that looks like a landscape painting.

It's like a mountain, the flowers bloom one after another, and then there are hundreds of flying swords that transmit messages, dragging out a stream of sword light, scattered in all directions, and the sword light gallops, going to the peaks and mountains, and finally hovering around the guests who are watching the ceremony.

At the same time, Chen Ping'an had already held the head and tail ends of the ancient sword of the Back Sword Peak with both hands, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about fighting, this is the most important inheritance token of your Zhengyang Mountain for 2,600 years, and one was accidentally wrung off by me, who is to blame when the time comes?"

The Bamboo Emperor didn't put away the natal flying sword, but the young mountain lord who spoke and acted as if he had a sick brain did something unreasonable, and actually threw the long sword back to the Bamboo Emperor directly, and then stretched out his hand again and smiled: "Sit." ”

The Bamboo Emperor didn't even catch the treasure of the ancestral relic, but just let the immortal at the door do it for him.

When he sat down, he was in a very strange mood, in his own ancestral hall, who is the host and who is the guest?

Then the first sentence of that guy's mouth made the Bamboo Emperor seem to hear a big joke.

"Bamboo Emperor, why don't you remove Yuan Zhenye from your family's landscape pedigree first?, and then I'll work a little harder and help you clean up the portal with my own hands, do you think it's feasible?"

The Bamboo Emperor was so angry in his heart that he stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Ping'an, what do you think?!"

I saw that the man was calm, nodded with a smile, and said, "I think it's feasible." ”

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On the steps of the first-line peak, Liu Xianyang just put away a round of bright moon in his sleeve, shook his sleeves, and returned with a full load, it was worth the trip, and he turned around to give it to Miss Yu, mosquito legs are also meat.

And in that mysterious ancient battlefield, the female ghost asked: "You are in the light, and there is a Chen Ping'an from the Luoluo Mountain, hiding in the dark, right?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and didn't speak. I'm not familiar with you, so there's no need to dig out my heart and lungs.

Her face suddenly distorted, full of hideous expressions, but her eyes were angry, and she said angrily: "What is the point of you asking the sword so sloppily?!"

Liu Xianyang was a little confused by her question.

is like a fierce man full of evil, before he died, he suddenly asked the chivalrous hero, is it enough to kill me?

Even if it's not enough, I can't kill you twice.

Situ Wenying seemed to be crazy, and began to say crazy things, "Besides me, who else can you kill if you ask the sword this time?" Zhuhuang, Xia Yuancui, Tao Yanbo, Yan Ji, these old bastards, how many people will be interrupted in the end? Will Zhengyang Mountain really break its muscles and bones? Don't you know that the best thing that these old immortals in Zhengyang Mountain are best at is to endure it, just like this, year after year, they have survived Li Lujing of Fenglei Garden, and boiled out a sect, and now even the next sect is about to have it!"

It's just that she quickly fell into disgrace.

In fact, the two young sword cultivators, who seem to have not yet reached the age of fifty, are not easy to ask Sword Zhengyang Mountain like this, which can be called a feat.

Although there are regrets, people are happy.

The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, the patriarch, the preacher, the pro-pass, and then the Zhengyang Mountain will only be Zhengyang Mountain forever.

Outsiders who know the inside story are just knowing. At most, it was like the big salamander ditch Qin ancestor of the Fengxue Temple, and his words were disgusting Zhengyang Mountain.

It's a pity that there is no more Li Junjing in the world.

This Zhengyang Mountain, which has both sword cultivation and liver sausages like snow, but has more dirt and dirt, has been open for 2,600 years, and it will always be a conspiracy to occupy the main position, just like these "swordsmanship", which is the real but invisible top spot of the ancestor hall.

With the prosperity of Zhengyang Mountain, it is destined to become more and more reduced to puppet roles, these real pure sword cultivators, every time they have a clear conscience of the sword, they hide the extremely utilitarian plan of the Ancestor Hall, all the sword cultivators do not hesitate to hand over the sword, one after another outside the mountain, seemingly impassioned sacrifice of life and death, in fact, they are all the business and calculation in the Ancestor Hall. In the end, the ones who benefited the most were those sword cultivators who didn't need to use their swords.

All the teenagers and girls who were still vigorous when they went up the mountain may eventually become the next Tao Yanbo, Yan Ji, Leng Qi, and Ni Yuerong.

Liu Xianyang looked embarrassed.

The main thing is that this senior female cultivator seems to be more like the enemy of life and death in Zhengyang Mountain than him, an outsider seeking revenge, and he is a little uncomfortable.

Situ Wenying's body began to dissipate, her soul fluttered, and turned into wisps of green smoke, but she didn't realize it, or didn't care at all, she just said: "Even if you really demolish the first-line peak ancestor hall today, in fact, you still haven't succeeded, and you will even help." In the past, Li Junjing single-handedly suppressed Zhengyang Mountain for more than 300 years, in fact, on the other hand, it was this Li Junjing, like the best sword grinding stone, that created the sect heritage of Zhengyang Mountain today, so that the peaks of sword cultivation and the same hatred of the enemy. You don't know this, so you just look at the sword sharp, it is the style of a sword immortal, and it is not a sword immortal. ”

Situ Wenying smiled miserably, "Because your questioning sword will only have the same result as Li Shujing." Have you and that Chen Ping'an ever thought about this question?"

Liu Xianyang shook his head honestly, "I never thought about this. After all, my enemy is the only old brute who almost killed me with a punch. I climbed the mountain this time to cut him. As for the atmosphere of the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, I don't care. The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, stealing chickens and touching dogs, male thieves and female prostitutes, it is your own family business, and I am not the ancestor of your family, so I can't worry about the family style. ”

But Liu Xianyang didn't say anything.

But don't worry, some people will definitely think that that guy is kind enough to help you recompile the ancestral tree.

Her heart was as dead as ashes, and she laughed loudly: "Zhengyang Mountain's damned people, I must be one of them, but I didn't hear more sound of the long sword breaking, I am really unwilling!"

The saddest thing about Situ Wenying's life is not that Li Junjing likes her senior sister and doesn't like herself who met earlier, but that Zhuhuang had ill intentions back then, and deliberately told her in private that she had just entered the Yuanying realm, that Li Junjing, in fact, the first person she liked was you, but your senior sister was the peak master chosen by Uncle Xia, and it was more likely that she would enter the ancestral hall in the future.

Later, Situ Wenying noticed that something was wrong and became a ghost, and found the Bamboo Emperor who had successfully become the owner of the mountain at that time, but the latter smiled and said to her, You are infatuated with Li Shujing, but you don't know what kind of person you like at all, you are also worthy of letting that Li Junjing like it, and you still have the face to come to me Xingshi to ask for guilt?

Situ Wenying smiled.

It seems that she has always been so unsatisfactory in her life, and the people she is nostalgic for have nothing to do with beauty.

Suddenly spring, suddenly summer, suddenly autumn, already winter.

And then there will be no spring flowers for the coming year.

I was also a girl, afraid of being Lang Dao, and the slave face was not as good as the flower face.

At this moment, she burst into tears, but finally she had no worries, and she had some dispensable happiness, which was fragmented and couldn't be put together, but in the end it was a long-lost relaxation.

Liu Xianyang wanted to ask her if she should simply change places to practice, where the sword can't be practiced, and the dead and the dead can be moved.

Just thinking about it again, Liu Xianyang swallowed these words back into her stomach, she didn't say anything wrong before, she was a damn person. Besides, she is still a person who wants to die.

Looking back, she left the mountain this time, and for this sword question, Situ Wenying hoped that she would die from the beginning.

Sure enough, Situ Wenying said: "I'm glad that you are a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, otherwise you will be killed by me, and one more person will be killed in vain in the world, and I have to return to Xiaogu Mountain and continue to be the oil man." ”

In addition, that Liu Xianyang noticed the strangeness of the sword top and laughed, so this Liu Xianyang suddenly said to the ghost: "Situ Wenying, do you believe that friend of mine, I can help you divide Zhengyang Mountain into two, and one day, the turbidity is clear? Sword cultivation is pure sword cultivation, and the bastards are just getting together with the bastards? And this group of bastards, the next few days, will definitely be more and more difficult day by day!"

Situ Wenying shook his head, "I want to believe it, I can't believe it." I won't take a second look at the world outside, and I just believe that you have done it. ”

She turned around and smiled with Liu Xianyang, the last words of her life seemed to be what a pure sword cultivator of Zhengyang Mountain should say.

"Liu Xianyang, help me give a message to your friend, I hope that you two young sword immortals will always be willing to pay homage to the pure sword cultivation of Zhengyang Mountain, such as Diaoyun Peak and Pianqi Peak, and then kill those old bastards who are the last to leave the Ancestral Hall every time!"

Liu Xianyang clenched his fists, as if he was joking, but not like he was joking, "Then I'll talk to Chen Ping'an, that kid has always listened to me." This guy is bored when he is young, and he is very yin, you old foxes in Zhengyang Mountain just live for a long time, but in fact, the fox is no more than him. ”

Fortunately, Lao Tzu didn't pull Chen Ping'an, one person made a sword, one person punched, from the foot of the mountain all the way to the top of the mountain, it must be no problem to kill the old beast alive, but most of the time he didn't have a chance to brag about this bull with Situ Wenying.

Situ Wenying didn't say anything anymore, just quietly looked into the eyes of the young sword immortal.

It seems that there are really not many such clear eyes in Zhengyang Mountain.

On the steps of the first-line peak, Liu Xianyang suddenly sat on the ground.

And Situ Wenying, who was hovering in the air, gradually disappeared.

The sword luck she carried, her own aura, all the magic weapons, and many natal objects, if she didn't take them away at all, she just returned them all to Zhengyang Mountain.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is a huge sword question, a female sword immortal with a bit of jade realm atmosphere, originally had a slight upper hand, and the swordsmanship and Taoism were extremely brilliant, but the result was inexplicably dead?

Liu Xianyang stood up, and then continued to ascend, while climbing the steps, he scolded loudly: "Come to the damn Yupu Realm that has never died, ask me if the sword is okay, please these turtle grandsons!"

In the high-rise corridor of Xuefeng, Zhongyue Mountain Jun Jinqing was greatly surprised, and the young woman beside Fang Cai inexplicably turned into a sword light and traveled far away, castrating so fast, it was unbelievable, so he had to ask Na Yuanbai, "What's the matter?" This servant girl next to you, if you are not mistaken, at least it must be the Jade Pu Realm, or a sword immortal?

Yuan Bai was even more dazed than Jin Qing, shook his head, and said helplessly: "I don't know." ”

Then he laughed, "It doesn't matter, that's fine, it will be easy for her to go to the master in the future." ”

Jin Qing smiled angrily: "What a great sword immortal, it's really not an ordinary heart." ”

Yuan Bai lay on the railing, looking a little tired and a little relieved, and his mood was a little relaxed, "If you don't have a good heart, you will be suffocated to death in one breath." ”

After that, Yuan Bai and Shan Jun looked up together and saw the "scene of the sword top flower blooming", and then there was one of the messenger flying swords, hovering in the corridor.

Yuan Bai found that his brain was a little insufficient today.

Jin Qing looked playful, and actually directly caught the messenger flying sword, but he didn't look at the content of the secret letter, directly crushed it, and said with a smile: "Yuan Bai, she is gone, are you still willing to stay here?" Listen to me, you go to the True Realm Sect, let's get close, and then join forces with the True Realm Sect, we can take care of the old mountains and rivers better, if you continue to stay on Zhengyang Mountain, anyway, I will never take the initiative to help you choose the sword fairy embryo." ”

Some of the flying swords bloomed all over the place, and some of them were targeted, informing some people who were watching the ceremony that they could leave.

Some flying swords are just a trick, whoever takes it and opens the content of the secret letter will be confused.

There are also some flying swords, in addition to some sword immortals in the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, in addition to not knowing what to do, it will also be a yellow mud on the crotch, whoever picks it up will regret it, and they will want to chop their hands in the future.

Yuan Bai smiled bitterly: "Is it such a child's play? After all, I am a registered enshrinement on the top of the first-line peak spectrum, if I want to break away from Zhengyang Mountain, how can it be so simple, those old foxes of the Bamboo Emperor will not agree." ”

Jin Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Do you think I'm the kind of willful-minded person? I'm not sure, will I let you go down the mountain so recklessly?" Finally, I would like to tell you, in addition to Yuguizong, Wei Ying, Zhenjing Sect, Liu Laocheng, there are also people who have promised that the sword cultivation on the territory of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty will never practice swords in a place of black smoke and miasma. Yuan Bai! Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, you will stay, regret the green intestines, don't come to me to complain, I only want to be a sword in Aquarius to cultivate Yuan Bai!"

Yuan Bai wanted to speak and stopped.

Jin Qing glanced at the top of the sword and sneered, then turned his head and patted Yuan Bai's

shoulder, "When the break is constantly suffering, Yuan Bai shouldn't be begging for a living in this dung pit." ”

Yuan Bai nodded, Jin Qing stretched out his hand to summon the eye-catching ferry, and took Yuan Bai on the ferry, which would pass by near the first-line peak later.

Jin Qing stood at the bow of the boat, first glanced at the fluttering peaks of the emperor and generals, and then looked at the two peaks of the clouds and water dragons where the gods and spirits of the mountains and rivers gathered.

In the cliffside pavilion on the side of the Full Moon Peak, a messenger flying sword hovered, like a flying bird resting on the branches.

Wei Liang smiled: "Don't pick it up." ”

Jiang Sheng took the flying sword, opened the secret letter and looked at it, he smiled dumbly, blank, and had no content. Then she turned her head and smiled apologetically.

Wei Liang rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly: "It's okay, anyway, you are not the only one who owes it." ”

Not far away, Fu Nanhua and Jiang Yun also received a secret letter, Jiang Yun did not hesitate to open the secret letter, smiled knowingly, and said that Beeweidu was grateful for the directions.

Then Jiang Yun greeted Wei Liang and Jiang Sheng, saying that he was leaving.

Jiang Sheng was puzzled: "Don't you watch the ceremony, according to the time set by Zhengyang Mountain, but it is about to start." ”

Jiang Yun shook his head, left with the wind, and left Zhengyang Mountain.

After Fu Nanhua opened the letter, his face was full of gloom, and finally snorted coldly, and the wording on the letter made Fu Nanhua tremble.

You Fu Nanhua and Lao Longcheng owe me two lives, if you are willing to pay back one today, you will stay, and the position of the city lord that originally belonged to you in the future can just let Xian give your eldest brother or second sister.

Wei Liang smiled in his heart: "Nanhua, you can leave first, really, don't be reckless." In the future, stay away from this person who wrote the letter, the farther away the better, and it is better for both of you not to meet each other from now on. ”

Fu Nanhua was stunned, but in the end, for the sake of caution, he hugged his fists with Wei Liang and left, as for the mountain Taoist and his wife, he didn't say hello when he went down the mountain, and she didn't stay, not even asking.

Flying swords hover everywhere.

There are Zhengyang Mountain peaks sword cultivation, and they don't look at it, and they smash the Chuanxin Flying Sword on the spot.

But more people, especially the distinguished guests on the mountain who came to watch the ceremony and congratulate, most of them found it interesting, some of them mistakenly thought that it was a novelty tossed out of Zhengyang Mountain, and some of them were purely for a lively look. Among them, there are Zhufeng Sword Immortals, especially many who have seats in the Ancestor Hall of Zhengyang Mountain, who smashed the flying sword, and even had a flying sword come to the door, once or twice, after some people hesitated, they still opened the secret letter to watch the content, including the peak master sword immortals including Cloud Peak, Pianjiao Peak and Qiongzhi Peak......

The old sword immortal of the cloud peak, after reading the secret letter, smashed the flying sword with a slap, and said angrily: "What kind of messy little trick?!

On top of the secret letter, it was not an ugly word, but just a headless sentence, saying that it was a blessing for the sword cultivation of Yunfeng and a smooth sword in a foreign land.

It's a similar situation on the other side of the Dancing Peak.

However, it was that Qiongzhi Peak, after the female patriarch Leng Qi read the secret letter with a lot of content, even if she pretended to be calm, in fact, her heart was already turbulent, and her heart was broken, and she didn't dare to go to the ancestor hall to find out for a while.

Beiju Luzhou, an old dart master who guarded the goods and walked in the yellow sand of the desert, picked up the water bladder, drank a sip of water, and smiled, then wait a little longer, and give you two or three hundred years of sword practice.

This young hidden official is really not bad in his brain.

He sighed, and was also a rare good person.

For no reason, I remembered that in the small town back then, the gluttonous child who often stood far away and couldn't go.

When the vendor selling sugar gourds opened his mouth, the child never appeared in the man's field of vision again.

What is Human Nature?

Every time I took a small bag of rice and went home alone, after thanking him, there was a thank you in my heart that was not annoying.

It was the teenager who learned that the neighbor next door was about to leave his hometown, even if the other party was still saying harsh and unpleasant words at that time, he would still say a simple word from the bottom of his heart, and be careful on the road.

Is my friend Liu Xianyang lying on the sickbed, life and death uncertain, begging and begging with the shopkeeper of the pharmacy Yang, but it is still useless, still bowing, and then going out.

These are extremely beautiful things.

Zou Zi does not deny it, and even recognizes it very much.

True human nature is actually a situation that anyone will have, a tug-of-war between the divinity of man and the beast nature of man.

But there is no way, in his opinion, this world, the world is vast, and it can accommodate many monks of the Fourteen Realms who show their own style.

There is only no room for a fifteen realm sword cultivator who has never been seen before or since, and this matter has nothing to do with good or evil.

This matter is not caused by the number of days, it is not fate, it is some kind of accidental necessity that someone keeps asking for himself, at least at present, among several candidates, this young hidden official who successfully returned to his hometown is getting closer and closer to the biggest "one". In the future, it may slow down temporarily, or take a detour, it will stop, but where it will eventually go,

So Zou Zi did plan to ask Chen Ping'an for a sword fight today.

Zhengyang Mountain will be at the moment when no one is in sight, just like Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang, who joined forces to knock it from the top of Yizhou Mountain to the dust.

As long as Chen Ping'an realizes it a little, it will be the same fate.

But since Chen Ping'an was aware of this, according to his usual style of acting before acting, there must have been many plans, such as that "Tian Wan", as well as Jiang Shangzhen, and maybe even Liu Jinglong will twist out a few Sanshan talismans, and then through the natal flying sword, join hands with Chen Ping'an's caged bird, and the Dali Imperial Court will stay in Dadu, an imitation white jade jing specially aimed at the great monk on the top of the mountain......

The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, and the slingshot is below.

Zhengyangshan, Chen Ping'an, Jianxiu Liu Cai, Zou Zi.

Except for a Zhengyang Mountain, all the people in the bureau are actually in a mysterious situation where they are baiting each other, and it only depends on who calculates farther and plans more completely.

Chen Ping'an is the biggest observer of the celebration in Zhengyang Mountain, and when he sits in the first-line peak ancestor hall, he will be the main guest.

Liu Xianyang came to demolish the ancestral hall today, and Chen Ping'an was responsible for "dismantling" Zhengyang Mountain, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.

Therefore, Liu Xianyang just climbed the height alone and asked the sword in a chic manner, because there was a Chen Ping'an, who was responsible for asking the sword with Zhengyang Mountain in the hearts of the people.

In the first-line peak patriarch hall, there are still only two people seated, and it just so happens that it is the mountain master and the mountain master, the sect master and the sect master, and the jade pu realm against the jade pu realm.

The green shirt drank tea, and said with a smile for no reason: "It's collapsed." ”

The Bamboo Emperor frowned slightly, this guy still wants to pretend to be a ghost?

But it's okay, Liu Xianyang, a mountaineer, will soon not be able to catch the next sword.

When the time comes, let's see if you Chen Ping'an have the leisure to drink tea.

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In a small Guozhou city on the edge of the boundary of Zhengyang Mountain, relying on the mirror of the immortal family's magic, the local people, as well as the immortal masters and mountain cultivators from all walks of life, can watch the celebration from a distance here, relying on a treasure of Zhengyang Mountain's Cloud Peak.

There are three places like the Yuanzhou Governance Office, one each in the southeast, one in the northwest, which just surrounds Zhengyang Mountain.

Both the north and the south have dispatched several elite border armies to cooperate with the Zhengyangshan monks to take charge of local security. But in the final analysis, it's just a show, not only the Zhengyang Mountain Sword Cultivation and the status of the sect are in full swing, but the more fundamental reason is that the monks of Aquarius have long been accustomed to the strict laws set by the Dali Iron Rider back then.

Just one thing, sword cultivation in various places, no matter which mountain it comes from, within the territory of a continent, for many years, almost no one will run rampant in the streets of the market and wantonly resist the sword.

Sword cultivation is still like this, let alone other monks.

It's just that today's celebration, before it started, is dizzying, anyway, few can see the reason and depth, anyway, it's just wonderful.

It's just that there are Zhengyang Mountain sword cultivators cruising around the city, but no one dares to applaud, after all, the foreigner who asked the sword has won one game after another, and those immortal masters of Zhengyang Mountain have extremely ugly faces.

Dong Gu, Xu Xiaoqiao, and Xie Ling, the three sect masters of the Longquan Sword Sect, were looking at the mirror in a restaurant at this time.

Dong Gu's expression was solemn, "Master's meaning is that no matter how Senior Brother Liu makes trouble today, even if the sword is lost, we will take Senior Brother Liu away in the end, and if the sword is in the middle, as long as it is a fight between life and death, don't care about it, Senior Brother Liu dies on the mountain, don't care about him." But in addition to asking the sword, the monk of Zhengyang Mountain must not be allowed to rely on the strength of the crowd and forcibly leave Senior Brother Liu. ”

To put it simply, Liu Xianyang asked his sword, and after the sword was over, the Longquan Sword Sect was going to pick up Liu Xianyang, and he wanted to see people and corpses when he was alive.

In short, Zhengyang Mountain wants to leave Liu Xianyang.

Dong Gu handed Xu Xiaoqiao and Xie Ling a sword talisman of unknown origin respectively, which could shrink the mountains and rivers, and in an instant, go to the foot of the first-line peak.

Speaking of this, Dong Gu looked at the two junior sisters and junior brothers and said, "We can almost rush over." ”

Xu Xiaoqiao nodded silently.

Xie Ling smiled and said, "If they dare to keep Senior Brother Liu, they have to add me to ask for a sword." ”

As long as they get along for a long time, it seems that no one will dislike Liu Xianyang. This guy has no quarrel with the world, regardless of fame, can afford to joke, and laughs and grins when he sees everyone.

is as arrogant as Xie Ling, and he also sincerely recognizes his status as a senior brother with Liu Xianyang, and even deep in his heart, Xie Ling feels that it is okay for Liu Xianyang to serve as a senior brother or take over the position of sect leader in the future, but he is lazy, far less diligent than his senior brother Dong Gu. As for Xie Ling himself, he can cultivate with peace of mind.

In the north of Zhengyang Mountain, a small county town, there is no mirror flower and water moon set up by Zhengyang Mountain.

However, a group of monks on the mountain, deliberately not close to Zhengyang Mountain, just drinking here, just encountered a small lively, a group of stunned young foreigners, not a long time to cross the river, dare to grab land with the head snake, the result is to wrap dumplings, dozens of powerful people in the rivers and lakes, the group surrounded the wine shop, and then walked out of a white-clothed middle-aged scribe, holding a folding fan, ignoring the tense atmosphere of the two sides, after all, the disparity in strength, a group of cubs have long been weak in their hearts, the white-clothed scribe smiled with a folding fan and gently opened the short axe of a foreigner, sat alone, and was held by a silly young man who could not see the situation clearly with a firewood knife on his neck, The white-clothed scribe was still smiling, and asked the tall young man who was sitting on the other side of the table, if he knew who he was, the latter nodded, and the white-clothed scribe lifted the folding fan, without turning his head, knocked on the firewood knife on his shoulder, and asked the tall young man with a smile, since you know, then what?

After saying this, the scribe suddenly picked up the wine bowl and poured the wine on the other party's face.

Without waiting for the tall young man to swallow his anger and bow his head to admit his mistake, the young man holding the firewood knife directly slashed the white-clothed scribe's head with a single sword.

The two sides of the confrontation looked at each other.

Among the monks sitting on the table mountain in the corner was a woman with an extremely beautiful appearance, who probably didn't expect such a result, and couldn't help laughing, but immediately restrained her smile.

There are four people here.

From Zhenwu Mountain.

Ma Kuxuan, according to his generation, he has to shout out the rest of his uncle's affairs, Ma Kuxuan's founding disciple, is both a soldier monk and a pure martial artist, a young man, named Forget the Ancestor, and the handmaid number dictionary.

Ma Kuxuan stepped on the bench with a smile on his face, and then performed a fixation technique on the group of ground snakes, and then smiled with the young stunned youths: "What are you in a daze, kill someone, why don't you run away quickly?"

The teenagers fled with a bang.

Ma Kuxuan looked at the young man who ran away and didn't forget to pick up the firewood knife in his hand to wipe the blood on others, and smiled in his heart: "If your eldest brother turns around and scolds you for causing trouble, you can't be angry, and then you have the courage to come back here, I will accept you as an apprentice, and follow me up the mountain to be a god in the future." ”

Ma Kuxuan looked in the direction of Zhengyang Mountain, picked up a saltwater peanut and threw it into his mouth, "The biggest problem is still the attitude of that Cao Xun, the wall grass of the Ministry of Rites, it must still depend on this person's eyes, if Cao Yu chooses to favor Zhengyang Mountain, it will be fun." Forget your ancestors, your person who asks boxers in the future is now on the side of Zhengyang Mountain. You don't necessarily need to ask boxing, though. ”

Ma Kuxuan took a sip of wine and glanced at Yu Shiwu.

Yu Shiwu smiled and explained to the young man: "This time the mountaineering and asking the sword, if nothing else, Chen Ping'an is destined not to make a move at the beginning. And Liu Xianyang relied on the realm and the strange magic power of the natal flying sword, he walked to the top of the sword, there was no problem, the big deal was that he was beaten up by a few Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Sword Immortals over there, but if he wanted to demolish the Patriarch Hall, he had to rely on Chen Ping'an, who did not accompany Liu Xianyang to ask the sword. Because the real sword question, often do not need to be with whom to sword, dismantling people's hearts, in fact, is the best swordsmanship. ”

Ma Kuxuan laughed and said, "Zhengyang Mountain Sword Immortals, scared to death. ”

Yu Shiwu's expression changed slightly, sighed, spread out his palms, pinched the trick with one hand, and finally put away his hands, held the bowl in one hand, twisted a peanut in the other, chewed it gently, and said in his heart: "We can go." ”

Ma Kuxuan's face was gloomy, "Yu Shiwu!Before I came, what did you say, this is my only chance to pick up the leak! As a result, you let me go like this?"

Yu Shiwu nodded, "Yes, you can go." ”

Ma Kuxuan stared at the calm-looking guy, and after a moment, asked, "Is it really the only chance?

Yu Shiwu still nodded, "At least in my opinion, it seems like this." ”

Ma Kuxuan, a guy who moved several continents with a reputation for arrogance, rarely showed a tired look.

He went down the mountain this time to exchange his life with Chen Ping'an. Because according to Yu Shiwu's previous statement, Chen Ping'an is very likely to lose his identity as a sword cultivator. I never thought that it was coming, but I said that I was leaving. It's just that Ma Kuxuan's eyes quickly became sharp, and he drank the wine in the bowl with a smile, and there was a reason for it, but it may not be the result. Fortunately, there should be nothing established in the world. Ma Kuxuan was not a person who liked to drill the horns of the bull, and he became lazy and casual again, "When that chaidao boy comes back, I will finally have a disciple who is not so wasteful." ”

A secluded hill in the south of Zhengyang Mountain, deep in the mountains and old forests.

Two women stand on the top of a mountain.

One is Ning Yao, who did not return to Luoluo Mountain seriously, and the other is Chengyue, who came quietly from Luoluo Mountain.

In the bright moon night yesterday, the round-faced girl casually glanced at Ning Yao who was sitting alone on the top of the mountain, and she hesitated for a long time, but she still planned to see her. A friend of a friend's friend is a friend of his own.

Ning Yao of the Great Wall of Sword Qi Alas, Cheng Yue has actually admired him very much for a long time.

It's just that the moment she emerges from the moonlight, she regrets it.

Because Ning Yao opened her eyes at that time, the sword box behind her back, even if there was no long sword out of the sheath, just that sword intent made Cheng Yue only feel that she would die if she appeared.

However, Ning Yao quickly reined in his sword qi, got up with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot it was you." ”

Cheng Yue immediately appeared, a little happy, Ning Yao said that he had forgotten, indicating that Ning Yao had heard of him before.

But after that, the two sat there, and they didn't have anything to talk about, just went their separate ways.

One thought that Liu Xianyang's bamboo shoots and duck pot were delicious, but he couldn't eat it, after all, the ancestor of Zhengyang Mountain, when he heard Liu Xianyang say that he seemed to have broken through the realm again, it was a flying ascension realm that should not be underestimated.

Ning Yao actually didn't pay much attention to cultivating his sword intent, thinking about a conversation with that guy before.

"Do you think Lu Zhi actually likes Ah Liang?"

"Nothing. ”

She was a little unconvinced.

He explained: "If Lu Zhi likes Ah Liang, Ah Liang won't talk about her like that, and will just run away." ”

She nodded, it sounded like that.

She turned her head. It's like saying, you really understand.

At that time, the man was helpless and began to play stupid again.

At this time, Cheng Yue racked his brains, and finally found a topic, and said softly: "Earlier, at the riverside shop, Liu Xianyang practiced swords several times, all of which were more dangerous, and he needed my help to protect the road, and when he woke up, Liu Xianyang's face was covered with blood and his injuries were not light, so his jade realm was actually quite not easy to come by." ”

Ning Yao said: "Because Liu Xianyang felt that he needed to take care of Chen Ping'an. ”

Cheng Yue was suspicious, glanced at Ning Yao cautiously, and whispered: "Lord Yinguan, where do you need others to take care of." ”

Ning Yao said with a smile: "In fact, Liu Xianyang will think so in the world, and Chen Ping'an will also think so, anyway, the two of them think that this is a very natural thing, and there is no need to make any sense." You're in town very late, so don't know about that. ”

Cheng Yue sighed, you are Ning Yao, so what you say is what you say.

Ning Yao suddenly turned his head and quipped, "Do you have to call your sister-in-law in the future?"

Cheng Yue smiled awkwardly, held back for a long time, and asked, "Then I call you brother and sister?"

Ning Yao was speechless.

The round-faced girl suddenly felt that she was really smart.

Ning Yao stood up, turned his head to look at the signs of the sword near the first-line peak, and asked, "Credit Yue, aren't you worried about Liu Xianyang's safety?"

Cheng Yue still sat down, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, he said, if you can't beat him, you can run, whoever chases him will eat fart." ”

Ning Yao smiled and said, "You're still a little worried. ”

Cheng Yue was stunned for a moment, and then saw the woman who had already ascended to the realm, and gently tilted her head towards the north.

Cheng Yue immediately understood, it turned out that you were worried about that young hidden official with a black heart.

So they went north together against the wind, and Ning Yao said that they only needed to settle down at Bailudu.

Cheng Yue nodded vigorously and said empathetically: "Men, they all want to save face, and they don't want women to get involved." ”

Ning Yao said for no reason: "Some people are shameless. ”

Cheng Yue whispered: "You can scold Chen Ping'an, what are you doing scolding Liu Xianyang." ”

Ning Yao said angrily: "I didn't scold Liu Xianyang." ”

Chengyue laughed a few times. Turned his head and secretly glanced at Ning Yao, the woman next to her at this time is very girly.

A ferry boat close to the ancestral mountain but without docking in the back mountain did not receive a message from the top of the sword flying sword.

But Cao Jun opened a secret letter as promised, and the content of the letter made Cao Jun laugh, which was excellent.

"Senior brother asked me to give me a message, if you want to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you can go. Before getting off the boat, he casually threw a few swords at Qiongzhifeng, which meant something. ”

Cao Jun felt that he had to return the courtesy, so he left the ferry alone, what kind of patrol envoy, according to the seniority, there was no need to say hello, just said to Liu Xunmei, see you in the future, either in the rivers and lakes under the mountain, or on the battlefield south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

After Cao Jun left the ferry, he went to Naqiongzhifeng and signed up for his own number, "Uncle, my surname is Cao Mingjun, my ancestral home is Nihua Lane in Nahuai Huang County, and I am the same township as Liu Xianyang!"

Then he slashed three swords at Qiong Zhifeng.

Another Yuan Infant Sword Immortal?

After asking the sword and finishing the work, Cao Jun traveled far away with the sword, and directly traveled across the sea to the ruins of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

And on the Qiongzhi Peak, where the house leak happened to rain overnight, the guests scolded the guy who called himself Cao Jun, and the female cultivators on the mountain were even more trembling.

But the most worried person is still that Leng Qi, because the secret letter received by this Qiongzhifeng female sword immortal has a lot of content.

Qiongzhifeng is who, in such and such a place, in such and such years, what has he done, no matter how big or small, the accuracy is abnormal.

In addition, there is another sentence on the letter, if I were Jiang Shangzhen in Beiju Luzhou, I would be able to help you Qiong Zhifeng write seven or eight erotic books.

And the last few words on the secret letter are especially dazzling, you don't look down on Yunlou Ni Yuerong, you just envy her young appearance. When you were young, you had the ability to climb the bed of Xia Yuancui of the Full Moon Peak, but now that your realm is high, you can't climb it, isn't it very aggrieved? Qiongzhifeng is a female cultivator, in three hundred years, there are sixteen people who have been personally given to the immortal master on the mountain and the magnates under the mountain, is Qiongzhifeng a green building, and are you Leng Qi an old bustard? Then why can't you get some money?

When a Zhongyue Mountain Jun's ferry passed by Full Moon Peak, Yuan Bai and Jin Qing were standing at the bow of the boat, and Yuan Bai saw the fate of the woman's ghost, he sighed and said, "For the sake of the Mountain King's face, he didn't let me go to pick up the sword." ”

Jin Qing sneered: "It's a pity that Lao Tzu went out this time, so he didn't bring face, and he couldn't give it to anyone." ”

Jin Qing not only left with Yuan Bai, but also secretly sent a message to several Dali clans in the central part of the country, or the monarchs of the old Zhu Ying Dynasty vassals, reminding them to be careful of being affected by the pond fish, and if they really want to watch a play, run away.

Yuan Bai said loudly: "From now on, Yuan Bai of Xuefeng will no longer be a sword cultivator of Zhengyang Mountain!"

Gao Xuan, the crown prince of the Great Sui, did not receive a secret letter from the top of the sword, and he did not know in advance that there would be this sword question, but like the mountain monarch Jinqing, he left the Pianjiao Peak by ferry.

Moreover, the deputy head of Linlu Academy suddenly appeared, smiled and said that he would stop by and give him a ride.

The three descendants of Liu Zhimao, including Tian Hujun, all left the mountain at the same time, but they were relatively less blatant.

The mountain god of Nanyue Chujun Caizhi Mountain received a flying sword message, saying that after going down the mountain, he helped transfer this thing to Fan Shanjun.

It is a jade plaque, engraved with the words "Jun Qing and Rain".

At the end of the letter, let this mountain god, who lives high in the mountain of the prince, not have to rush to agree to this, but why did he come, you might as well think about this question first.

Liu Laocheng smiled and asked, "Old gang leader, how is it, is it hot?"

Gao Mian laughed heartily, got up and said, "Then run away, let's continue to watch the excitement." ”

Wei Liang got up and left against the wind. Anyway, I'm not famous, this time I'm following Yunlin Jiang's to eat and drink, now that I've roughly seen the means, I can go down the mountain, anyway, this viewing ceremony, no more than me, no less than me.

As for Li Furui, it was one of the five registered guests who were among the five named guest families in Luoluo Mountain last time, and the remaining four were worshiped by the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect in Nanpo Suozhou, Mrs. Yanyan. Beiju Luzhou Fu Gong monk, Huan Yun. The female sword fairy Xie Songhua of the Bright Continent. Beiju Luzhou Jinwu Palace Yuan Ying Sword Repair, Liu Zhiqing. What's more, in addition to this, there are also two anonymous guest qing, which made Li Furui even more moved, referring to Xuanfeng Yuan Ling Palace!

Therefore, Li Furui didn't get the message from the flying sword, so she turned into a rainbow and left, without hiding her far-away body.

Qi Zhen and Yan Chuanxiao asked with a smile, how to say it. Gao Jianfu looked relieved, smiled, and went back to the mountain to practice. The disciple is really too lazy to take a look at the hidden official's strategy, which is bad.

Qi Zhen smiled and nodded, this is also considered cultivation.

When a man and a woman are sad, the anger in their hearts will burn all the good memories, a fire, into ashes, but after that, all the flames of jealousy will be rekindled.

If you can see everything, it is the first step to truly untie the knot of love words.

Gao Jianfu finally asked, "Master, are you leaving quietly, or are you?"

Qi Zhen said with a smile: "It's good to go back and make a few old friends from Zhenwu Mountain and Fengxue Temple to earn a few glasses of wine." ”

In the final analysis, Qi Zhen hopes that his Divine Sect will be able to deal with sects like Longquan Sword Sect and Luoluo Mountain in the future.

The mountains and rivers of the huge Tongye Continent were destroyed in an instant, but it was the Aquarius Continent that blocked the pace of the advancement of the wild world, which made Qi Zhen really understand a truth, in fact, just two words, people's hearts.

On the Xu family's side of Qingfeng City, Xu Hun finished reading a secret letter, and then this monk of the Upper Five Realms, holding the letter tightly, instantly crushed it, his face was pale, and he stared at that wife. The brain is not used, waiting for rust!

Liu Xianyang said, back then, he was willing to take the initiative to sell an ancestral heirloom carapace, who to give it to is not to give, although it is still forced to buy and sell, but it doesn't matter, after all, you took the initiative to return a fox country, and this debt should be cleared in two. Remember to say thank you to Mrs. Xu for me. Her senior brother Chai Bofu, who was a matchmaker back then, worked hard and helped to complete the deal, and changed the future of the road, and the family thief was difficult to prevent, so it must be noticed.

At the end of the letter, the young mountain lord of Luoluo Mountain bluntly told Xu Hun that if he was willing to stay and help the in-laws of Zhengyang Mountain, it would be the best, and Liu Xianyang and he were waiting for the Xu clan of Qingfeng City at the Patriarch Hall.

The ferry boat where the patrol envoy Cao Yu was, after Cao Jun left, there was still a sword immortal who came here by himself, and stayed on the boat.

Feng Xue Temple Wei Jin, with Cao Fang, Guan Yiran, Liu Xunmei, is in the same room at the moment.

Before Wei Jin came to the house to sit down, Guan Yiran had already deliberately left the waiter of the Ministry of Rites with Liu Xunmei, and talked to the hunting envoy alone about a deal, or Guan Yiran handed over a letter that had been prepared a long time ago, a real secret letter.

Cao Yu didn't agree, nor did he refuse, but just asked Liu Xunmei to invite Wei Jin over and asked a question, "That young mountain master, is his words credible?"

Wei Jin nodded and said, "When you get off the wine table, you can be trusted." ”

Cao Yu smiled, "Understood." Xunmei, you go and inform the squire, and say that I have left in advance, and let him stay and continue to watch the ceremony. ”

Between the peaks of Zhengyang Mountain, there are constantly monks leaving in the wind, and there are constantly ferries going away.

In the first-line peak ancestor hall, Chen Ping'an was still drinking tea, and after learning a news, the sect leader Zhuhuang also began to drink tea, because no matter what accidents outside the mountain, it seemed that they were not as good as this news to surprise the Bamboo Emperor.

Therefore, the Bamboo Emperor seriously began to consider the other party's statement, and Zhengyang Mountain took the initiative to remove the name of Yuan Zhen's page, and then let this person kill the former mountain protector to worship.

Is there no room for manoeuvre? Or is it a murderous intent, and simply go off the rails, regardless of slaughtering this insidious and disgusting young man?

Chen Ping'an suddenly put down the teacup, got up and walked to the gate, and said with a smile: "I have to go and greet the ancestor who moved the mountain." ”