Mandarin ducks and Zhu, the two soared, and the war was in full swing.

This fight, the fight is headless and brainless, not like a cautious old fairy on the top of the mountain, more like two chivalrous market boys, meeting on a narrow road, but looking at each other, they will get in the way of each other, and they have to turn one over before stopping.

The heavens and the earth were dim, and a round of the hanging sun seemed to be eaten suddenly, swallowing the old man in yellow into his belly, only the whirlpool, like a god opening the eyes of the sky, made it more and more treacherous to seep into this small world.

The great monks, including Celery, all had abnormal heart palpitations. How could he have never seen such a pinnacle of the Ascension Realm before, and he hadn't even heard the slightest bit of news? What kind of tender Dao person? Strictly I can only be sure that this unruly old-timer is definitely not a certain Dao master of the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

The higher the realm, the more clearly you can feel the majestic atmosphere of the operation of the avenue.

Mandarin Duck Zhu is a pond that has been dried up and fished, and the swimming fish seem to have been thrown ashore. Every time a monk breathes, he needs to consume the aura of his own heaven and earth.

The immortals of the Upper Five Realms don't mind this matter very much, but they are just suffering from those monks of the Lower Five Realms who have traveled here with the seniors of the master's sect, even if the teachers help protect the Dao, or isolate a small world with the above multiplication techniques, or sacrifice the strange treasures of the mountain gate to protect one side, those young monks who are not willing to give up are still worried that the sky will fall, and their faces are pale and their bodies are unstable。

Nanguang has already sacrificed a treasure of life, it is a rare ancient ancestral temple, it is a secret magic power that refines the mountain for the ancestral hall, Nanguang is really standing at the gate of the ancestral temple, wearing a fairy soldier rank of the "old dragon" robe, the aura is agitated, the water transport is ups and downs, so that it drags out a colorful glass color, each ribbon, in fact, is the manifestation of the avenue of a river.

Nanguang's true body hid in the ancestral temple, and the ancestral temple was at the center of the Faxiang's eyebrows, like a red date imprint.

The southern light runs its mind, harnessing the law phase to fight against the astonishing Ascension Realm.

said that it was a fight, but in fact, it was one-sided, that is, Nanguang tried his best to defend and fled frantically.

In those whirlpools, he often just stretched out his arm, holding a huge magic knife, and with a casual slash, he could smash countless sparks on the body of the Southern Light Dharma, splashing like rain.

All the monks of the Middle Five Realms who watched the battle and watched the drama in Mandarin Duck Zhu, and those who did not have the division commander to protect the Dao by their side, had already performed life-saving spells, or sacrificed one by one talisman magic weapons, a small light the size of a mustard seed, in this small world that was dark, blown by the strong wind, and the lights were shaky.

Some Upper Five Realm monks also have to protect those nearby Lower Five Realm monks who have nothing to do with each other, and help these poor people, so that their Dao hearts will not collapse, their souls will leave their bodies, and they will instantly become wandering ghosts. Fortunately, the remnants of the Dao method that were scattered on both sides of the fight would be dispersed by the great monks of Qinzao and Yu Yue.

There is a huge disparity between victory and defeat on the battlefield, as long as you have eyes, you will not be dazzled and unreal.

And strictly saw through the roots of the two immortal soldiers of the mountain shrine and the water robe at a glance, and said: "If you really have been successfully refined by the southern light, half of the famous mountains and rivers of the broken blessed land, otherwise that water robe will not reach the rank of the immortal soldiers." ”

The casting and refining of each immortal soldier on the mountain is equivalent to the monk having a relatively complete avenue, the real benefit is not the soul nourishment of the master of the immortal soldier, for the great monk who can have the immortal soldier, it is not bad for this harvest, the key is the existence of the immortal soldier itself, which fits the avenue, hides the mystery, and is recognized by heaven and earth.

Qin Zao said suspiciously: "The great turmoil back then, for Liu Yu, an outsider, was to practice at home, and disaster fell from the sky, everyone knew that he had suffered an unwarranted disaster, but as a result, even he was held accountable by the Confucian Temple, and many sect merits were erased by the Confucian Temple, but I never heard that Nanguang was involved, only that the broken blessed land was sold to him for money." Brother Tianni, what's the argument here?"

Tian Ni, who was extremely well-informed on the mountain, and was in charge of one of the most influential Shanshui Mansion newspapers in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, quickly flipped through the page of the old yellow calendar, shook his head, and said: "This matter is strictly controlled by the Confucian Temple, and outsiders are not allowed to explore it. I only know that the unknown sword cultivator, when he 'soared' from the blessed land to Hao, caused his hometown blessed land to be coveted by all forces, and the sword cultivator himself quickly disappeared, as if the Temple of Literature could not find him. As for whether it was killed or escaped, it's really hard to say. ”

In the early years, after the collapse of the blessed land in Fuyaozhou, the lives in the blessed land were devastated, the corpses were all over the field, the mountains and rivers were broken and the wind was fluttering, and several behind-the-scenes monks had their own gains, and they reaped the benefits of the fishermen. However, one of them, who is said to be the culprit of this disaster, was once the person who held the bull's ear on the mountain of Yizhou, which was as famous as Liu Yu, and was detained in Gongdelin by the Confucian Temple afterwards, and has not been heard from since, and the rest of them don't seem to be able to cover the money bag, and the end is not very good. After a few decades, one of the Fuyao Continent immortals died violently inexplicably, and his head was cut off with a sword, and his body was discarded under the archway at the entrance of the mountain and on the roof of the ancestral hall.

I never thought that it was this southern light, and the blessed land of destruction in Fuyao Continent back then was a relationship that could not be beaten by eight poles, and in the end it made the greatest profit?

In the past, Fuyao Continent was somewhat similar to Tongye Continent, both of which were on the mountain pattern of two confrontations, Liu Yu was in Tianyu Township, and the back mountain where Ghost Xiu Yang Qiangu was located, both of which had a Flying Ascension Realm sitting on the mountain.

It's just that the name of the sect is weird "Houshan", because there are many ghost cultivators on the mountain, especially in the ancestral hall, half of them are ghost monks, after all, they are too unpleasant on the mountain and down the mountain, so the momentum is still not as good as Liu Yu's Tianyu Township, and when Yang Qiangu was detained in Gongdelin, the back mountain was in Fuyao Continent, and his status plummeted, and finally he was broken by the Bai Ying Barbarian Throne to protect the mountain, and it was destroyed.

A ghost cultivator sect with a bad reputation, it was not even surrendered by the big demon Bai Ying, the vast majority of them, died in battle, there was not one in ten monks, only a group of young descendants who evacuated Fuyao Continent early, after the end of the war, they were able to return from Middle Earth to their hometowns, gather those scattered same sects that were worse than the lost dogs, and rebuild the mountain gate, the situation is difficult, far beyond the mountains where the ancestral hall of Tianyu Township and Lotus City can be retained.

Legend has it that after the city lord of the White Emperor City appeared on the Fuyao Continent, he only took care of the monks in the back mountain who returned to his hometown, and even said to the young ghost cultivators who had a small number of people, people are not as good as ghosts, and there are more ghosts in the back mountains, so what.

It is rumored that the fanatic in White Emperor City, the young monk Gu Can, also made an exception to serve as the first worshipper of the "new" back mountain.

I saw a new whirlpool appear out of thin air at the canopy, and suddenly a big hand as white as jade appeared, fiercely grasping the head of the law phase of the south light, pressing it heavily, the old man in yellow in the distance slashed horizontally, the knife light seemed to spread out a galaxy in the canopy, and the south light law phase was cut into two, the mountain shrine at the center of the law phase eyebrows, and the real body of the old monk of the flying ascension realm, floated out of two color exercises as long as a waterfall, and finally made a horizontal belt, sewing the law phase into one.

Nanguang finally looked a little flustered, if it was an ordinary sword immortal, the remnants of the sword qi would not make the law phase unable to stitch it on its own, where did he need to spend his real Taoism and use the color practice refined by the river to make a belt that "covers the ugliness"?

Nanguang could only say in his heart: "Fellow Daoist, I admit defeat." ”

Unexpectedly, the old man in yellow turned a deaf ear, took a step forward, twisted his wrist, and the long knife in his hand was another distant slash, obviously wanting to split the head of Nanguang Dharma in half.

Just dodged the incomparable knife light, a knife-holding arm quickly poked out from the whirlpool elsewhere, a knife poked through the heart of the South Light Law Image, and penetrated from the chest, the magic knife was picked, the tip of the knife was slightly tilted, and the law phase was directly raised high, and there was an arm around the neck of the law phase, and the law phase of the south light was dragged back, and most of the magic knives had pierced through the law of the south light.

The entire chest of the Southern Light Dharma Manifestation appeared crisscrossing black and gold threads, like a spider web spreading continuously, quickly eating away at the aura of the Southern Illuminating Dharma Body, and even the true meaning of the Dao Dharma contained in that Dharma Aspect had to be absorbed and taken away by those strange silk threads. The master of the magic knife, took a step, walked out of the whirlpool, the huge body, as black as ink, only a pair of snow-white eyes, intertwined with electricity, it let go of the handle, stretched out a hand, five fingers like a hook, grabbed the head of the south light law, dragged down a large piece of "snow white", threw it into the mouth, chewed it big, and feasted.

Nanguang, this dignified Flying Ascension Realm, an old immortal on the top of the mountain who has been famous in the Middle-earth Divine Continent for a long time, is like being bitten by a mad dog, and he will not let go of his mouth, and he will take away a large piece of flesh and blood.

At the same time, at the other whirlpools, a golden spear was thrown out quickly, and it turned out to be friend and foe, directly piercing the two Dharma Phases together, and fiercely nailed into the Void Heaven and Earth.

A heaven and earth, the light is everywhere, and at each whirlpool, there are weapons that flash away, cutting through the sky, stabbing and entanglement on both sides, and nailing the weapons into the bodies of the two Dharma phases at an angle.

It's like a "flower bush".

The old man in yellow casually slashed out with his hand, and this was the answer.

The two statues that were imprisoned were cut off on the spot from the shoulders to the ribs.

Nanguang had to continue to control the water robe color practice, and the hard sewing method was missing.

This scene made all the monks who watched the battle tremble.

This tender Taoist who didn't know where to jump out of nowhere, was really ruthless, and even cut himself.

I saw that the old man in yellow put the scabbard on the ground with one hand, and the bottom of the scabbard reached the void, swinging a circle of golden ripples, and the golden flowers that were not recorded in the books seemed to suddenly rise from the water, slim and swaying.

Lao Tzu is in his hometown, and he has countless heroes and heroes, and he is a guest of the demon clan monks in his belly, and no one has verbally said the word "admit defeat".

Thousands of years of cultivation age, when encountering a great demon of the Ascension Realm who is not to deal with, there is no twenty, and there should be a number of hands, if you can't beat it, everyone will run away directly, and if you can't run away, you will die. And which one is not a hundred times more difficult than this unknown guy? It is not easy to catch a good opponent whose realm is high enough and is a waste, and there is no such shop after this village, if Lao Tzu does not know how to cherish it today, he will not be struck by lightning?!

If you listen to the old blind man, the old blind man's little belly chicken intestines are careful, and he can't cramp and peel the skin with one hand?

At the canopy of the small world, the golden sea of clouds slowly condensed, and the thunder rolled, thrilling.

Rao is celery and these immortals all feel that if they continue to fight like this, most of them will be in a bad situation.

Maybe the entire Mandarin Duck Zhu, a huge island, will be swept away by that spell.

At the entrance of the ancestral temple at the center of the Fa Xiang's eyebrows, the south light shines on the true body, the seven orifices are bleeding, and the miserable situation is extreme, a "dragon king" water robe that has finally been promoted to the rank of immortal soldiers, a large area of bright red appears, obviously the south light has hurt the root of the avenue, and it is too late to clean up the miserable situation with magic, and said angrily: "Tender Dao people!

However, Nan Guangguang's heart and words should be "tactful" a little, force himself to calm down, and asked tentatively: "Fellow Daoist, why don't you and I just give up?" ”

The old man in yellow sneered, Lao Tzu really has a long experience today. If you can't admit defeat, you're going to talk about money?

In the wild world, there are no such fancy intestines. Before the fight, I didn't pay much attention to what bullshit incense was, what statues were hung in the ancestral hall, and what great achievements. After the fight, there is no need to beg for mercy, if you are not lucky, your skills are not as good as others, you will obediently die!

If it works, Lao Tzu needs to be a watchdog on the other side of the 100,000 mountains?!

Everyone only heard the old man in yellow laugh loudly: "The fight is only halfway through, you obviously have many means, you plan to hide and bring it into the coffin, don't you take it out to show off?!

The right hand lifted the snow-white long knife intertwined with thunder and lightning, and with a slight wipe of his left hand, he grabbed a ball of light condensed by thunder and lightning in the palm of his hand, threw it into his mouth, and munched it like a wine dish, and the tender Taoist sneered: "My territory, but I don't use it to show people the excitement, it's better for you to sit in the world, change places to fight, pain."

Hurry up, divide life and death. ”

On the side of the Confucian Temple, everyone is tied up. In the previous battle between Chen Ping'an and Immortal Yunqi, both sides needed to stay everywhere and be extremely measured, so as not to harm the pond fish, and they needed to take care of the safety of many monks in Mandarin Duck Zhu.

In the history of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, there was a sudden fight between two sword immortals, within a radius of a hundred miles, there were countless sword lights, as many as more than 100 monks, and they couldn't escape at all, but they were all strung into a sugar gourd by the fierce sword light brought up by the flying swords of both sides, and when the two sword lights dissipated, it was the time when the souls of innocent monks were stirred.

One of them, who was originally in a high position, was the head of the sect's immortal mansion, but was removed from the sect's landscape spectrum and reduced to a mountain and wild cultivator who had to wander around. And this person is the Jinjiazhou Sword Immortal who traveled to Middle-earth, Situ Jiyu. Later, Situ Jiyu simply went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Nanguang continued to say in his heart: "Nen Dao people, you and I have no grievances, why do you have to divide life and death, and if you continue to fight, it will not benefit you and me at all." ”

Where did Nanguang think of it, this old man in yellow, in his hometown, has long been accustomed to the fact that as long as he makes a move, the difference between victory and defeat is life and death, and he didn't expect that the Nen Dao people would make such a fierce move, just because he had been in the bag for too long and held his stomach.

The Nen Dao man sneered: "Chirp crookedly like a girl, Lao Tzu will beat you half to death first, and then go to clean up the little cub in white." ”

The Nen Dao people didn't think that they could really completely kill the Flying Ascension Realm in front of them and make the other party fall into the realm, it was almost enough.

In the words of his son-in-law, Uncle Li, it is to be a man and leave a line, and we will see each other in the future.

According to the previous fighting style of the Nen Dao people, where would they talk nonsense, kill them, eat them and wipe them clean.

Because after leaving the wild world, this way to travel, eat and drink very fragrantly, sleep peacefully, often see that Li Huai flip through a few tattered Jianghu romances, those powerful martial arts in the rivers and lakes, or chivalrous and righteous heroes, when talking with others, there are more words, in Li Huai's words, it is the two sides of the fight, worried that the spectators on the side are too boring, if the two sides are bored after a fight, it is not exciting enough, and there will be less cheers. After listening to this, the Nen Dao people felt that it was very reasonable.

Nan Guangguang's face was gloomy, he no longer spoke in his heart, and said a cruel word, "Tender Daoist, don't be embarrassed!"

The people of Nen Dao were taken aback, could it be that this guy in front of him was a hidden one?

I was shocked for a while, but I thought about it again, fuck you, an old Wang Ba who is not even qualified for the deliberations of the Confucian Temple, how powerful can he be?

Do you think you are Dong Sangeng or Ah Liang?

That Ah Liang, just because he was bored and panicked, he casually slapped a passing sword cultivator with one claw, and he didn't even smash the natal flying sword, just playing around. After all, with the 100,000 mountains and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the well water on both sides does not interfere with the river water. As a result, Ah Liang was in the 100,000 mountains, chasing him and cutting for thousands of miles, and in the end, even the old blind man couldn't look at it, so he shot and took Ah Liang's eighteen swords in succession.

The woman from the Xianxia Zhu clan glanced at the green-shirted sword immortal hovering in the wind, and after retracting her gaze, she asked softly with the handsome son of the Miyun Xie clan who was quickly flipping through the poetry collection on the side, "Xie Yuan, how old do you think this person is?"

Xie Yuan was busy looking for inspiration from that collection of beloved poems, chanting poetry, the most particular about the stone of his mountain can attack jade, interrupted the poetry for the woman, he sighed, raised his head, looked at the old man in yellow in the distance, and said casually: "How should it be thousands of years old." ”

The woman laughed angrily: "It's not about him!"

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You said that the green-shirted sword immortal who also cultivates the thunder method, if you want me to guess, at most a hundred years old, it is similar to the 'Sword Immortal Xu Jun' of Jinjiazhou, they are all sword masters born at the right time, but the one in front of us is younger." ”

Old Sword Cultivator Yu Yue rolled his eyes when he heard this, he was uncomfortable, and it was not good to tell Xie Yuan the truth, the green-shirted sword cultivator in front of him was the hidden official that you little melon peel thought about, the one who made Xie Yuan shout "You need to bow your head and bow three times when you meet".

The top tycoons in the world, especially the gate valve clans involved in cross-continent ferries going to the Inverted Hanging Mountain and having business dealings with the Great Wall of Sword Qi, actually have more or less understanding of the young hidden official who once appeared in the Spring Banner Zhai Hall, but they don't know much, and they are very rough, because the Great Wall of Sword Qi is too strict, such as the Miyun Xie clan in the Bright Continent, they can only be through various mountain channels, especially with the Liu family for generations. Because of the continuous in-laws, I learned that the last hidden official who took over Xiao Chu's position was very good at business, and he was extremely imposing, and he appeared on the inverted hanging mountain for the first time, followed by a large number of local and foreign sword immortals, which were more than a dozen real sword immortals with a lot of achievements!

Li Baohua was originally a little worried about whether Li Huai would be affected by the mountaintop fight, but Li Huai stood firmly in place like a nobody, muttering and chanting words alone.

It's over, it's okay to say if you lose, it's a big deal to pull the soles of the feet of the tender Taoist to smear oil, it's really not good, anyway, Chen Ping'an is here, as long as you hide behind Chen Ping'an, everything is easy to say.

But if this is won, not to mention helping Chen Ping'an, wouldn't the Nen Dao people want to make enemies on the mountain? If they are stared at by others, there are only a thousand days to be a thief on the rivers and lakes, how can there be a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days.

So Li Huai tentatively said in a heartfelt voice: "Young brother, can we admit defeat? Otherwise, when I walk the rivers and lakes in the future, I will have to worry about eating stuffy sticks every day." ”

Nen Dao people were like being struck by lightning, and they hardened their heads, pretending not to hear Uncle Li's hints.

Lao Tzu's fight is not painful, and his hands are not hot!

The movements in the hands of the tender Dao people became more and more fierce, and the knife was fierce, and the thunder was thunderous.

forced that Flying Ascension Realm to either kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat to have sincerity, or simply go to the other party's small world and fight heartily.

Thinking about it again, the Nen Dao people seem to have suffered another catastrophe, damn it, now in his own small world, he and Li Huai, of course, talk casually. It's just Li Huai, how can he ignore the prohibitions of heaven and earth and talk to himself?

An uncle is an uncle.

Could it be some kind of secret method taught by the old blind man? But Li Huai obviously said it himself, but he didn't learn a single trick and a half from the old blind man.

Li Huai saw that the tender Taoist didn't listen to his words, so he had to turn to Li Baohua and ask, "Baohua, what should I do?"

Li Baohua said: "This senior, he will stop." What to do after that, you don't have to think about it, the seniors will handle it properly. ”

Li Huai grinned, then he was relieved, and made up for himself, "Besides, if Chen Ping'an is not here, I will be afraid of trouble?"

In fact, many of Li Huai's ideas are different from ordinary people when he is young.

For example, when Li Baohua threw his pants on the branch, Li Huai, who was crying, was worried not about being embarrassed, whether he would be laughed at for a long time by Shi Chunjia with pigtails, but a new pair of pants, which are old and valuable, and they can't be worn home, and their mothers have to be distressed to death, maybe they have to twist his arms, otherwise it's nothing if they don't wear pants, and it's very cool. But when your arm is pinched, it really hurts. Even if his mother goes back and buys him a new pair of pants, the family will definitely have no money to buy chicken legs, look at his sister Li Liu's appearance, she is already thin enough, she doesn't look good, how can she marry in the future?

Another example is Old Man Yang, who threw a few yellowed books to him, which was too inconspicuous in that bulging package. The cover of the book and the first few pages seem to have been torn off, there are a lot of them, probably the magic on the mountain, there are many rules, don't learn this, don't do that, this magic is detrimental to the merits of the Heavenly Dao, and that magic power will be overwhelmed by the Great Dao...... Learn a hammer, so pick and choose, Li Huai learned the heart, this is good, there is nothing to pay attention to, there are no taboos to learn, and it is practical.

Old man Yang left a letter for Li Huai, in which he explained some things.

For example, let him find an old gentleman in the future, and learn a few talismans with that old-timer, who has traveled to Lizhu Cave and stayed for many years, and often drinks with your father. There are many skills and no pressure, there is a craft to be around, and it is always more stable than having more silver in your pocket......

Just like the old people in the family, when they usually chatter, they are annoyed, and when the old people don't chatter, they will be sad.

Nanguang's mood at this time was extremely bad, just like his junior Yun Qi looked at his heirs, and felt that this Yun Qi was really a mourning star and a troublemaker.

With that tender Dao person, the reason doesn't make sense at all, seeing that the other party's posture is simply to let him fall into the realm before he is willing to stop, Nanguang had to use a magic power at the bottom of the box, and directly sacrificed a small cave that was also completely refined by him.

The Neen Dao man laughed, the long knife was returned to the sheath, and he threw it into his sleeve casually, "I finally have a little bearing in the Ascension Realm!"

Li Huai hurriedly said, "Be careful!"

The young man in the Confucian shirt on the shore looked back at the young man in the Confucian shirt, and was stunned, this kid would really care about the life and death of a watchdog?

The Nen Dao man shook his head, and if he didn't understand, he wouldn't think about it. This point is similar to Li Huai. It's no wonder that the two of them got together in a bunch, and neither of them was awkward.

As the figures of the two Flying Ascension Realms disappeared, the Mandarin Duck Zhu was clear in an instant, and the great sun reappeared.

Almost all the monks were relieved, and most of the qi practitioners, under the escort of the division commander, hurriedly stayed away from the right and wrong place of Mandarin Duck Zhu.

One dozen is two fights, first a sword immortal and an immortal, and then two flying ascension realms, and it is enough to watch the excitement.

What's more, God knows if the small world that shines in the south will collapse on the spot?

Immortal Yunqi must be the monk with the heaviest heart.

I can't go, and there is a blue-shirted sword fairy with his hands in his sleeves and smiling not far away.

Nanguang, who has always been half a talisman of the Nine True Immortal Pavilion, looks like it is useless, who would have expected that it would jump out of the peak Ascension Realm to disrupt the situation.

According to common sense, which of the strongest people in the Ascension Realm did not go to the Temple of Literature? Nanguang, a Flying Ascension Realm that was left aside by the Temple of Literature and sat on a cold bench, should have been invincible.

But that Zhuolu Songzi is now participating in the deliberations at the Temple of Literature, how did it end today?

Several great monks of Middle-earth, whose realm is extremely high, choose a blessed place on the mountain, concentrate on cultivation, the mountain is lonely, preach immortality, and fight kung fu, which does not match the realm.

Yun Qi secretly planned that, full of confidence, deep down, in fact, he looked down on a few old Feisheng who were rotten and depressed, and the thousand-year-old king was eighty-thousand-year-old turtles, and he only lived for a long time.

Even if there was a flying sword, which was detained by Yun Qi, Chen Ping'an seemed to be the one who pinched the lifeblood of Yun Qi Dao.

Chen Ping'an didn't have a reason to think of his senior brother's words.

It is a very simple thing to say that you ask the sword, that is, you hand out one more sword than your opponent.

For example, a sword is handed out, and the other party is dead, and the sword is over. The last sword is handed by you, and of course you win.

At that time, Chen Ping'an had just finished a "sword question".

From beginning to end, the senior brother just didn't move, but the junior brother was already lying half-dead on the head of the city.

Chen Ping'an was bold enough to say, "Senior brother said it lightly. ”

Anyway, the sword practice is over, and the senior brother can't clean himself up anymore, as for whether the next sword practice will be punished, it doesn't matter for now.

The left and right were not angry, but said: "Practicing swords, learning, and dealing with people, you need to be able to lift weights lightly." ”

Chen Ping'an lay down honestly, not daring to gain an inch, so he asked a long-curious question, "How did senior brother practice swords?"

In fact, this question, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I'm afraid everyone wants to ask it except for the boss Sword Immortal who is not interested.

Left and right said: "Before going to sea, I learned straight line swordsmanship, and after going to sea for a few years, I practiced arcs." Now that the two swordsmanship veins have been formed, that

Before I came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I didn't call it sword practice, just sharpening my sword. ”

After a slight pause, he added a sentence left and right, "It doesn't mean much." So come and check it out here. ”

Chen Ping'an quickly sat up at that moment and asked, "Then what, has Senior Brother learned a new swordsmanship vein?"

The left and right did not give a direct answer, but said: "Originally, it was not difficult to break through the realm, but when I came here, I found that no matter how many horizontal and vertical it is, it is still not a heaven and earth, and the arc is still not perfect enough, so it is not easy to merge." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't quite understand the meaning of his brother's words at that time.

I only heard one thing, the senior brother could have been able to break through the realm in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but suddenly his vision was high, and the bottleneck of breaking through the realm became bigger than the sky.

It wasn't until Chen Ping'an met Pei Min and then met Wu Shuangchuan, especially today when the "Rain Pavilion" and "Fire Furnace" were sacrificed in the immortal Yunqi, the two swords were ready to go, and they were pointed at by the tip of the sword, so that Chen Ping'an only felt a chill on his back for a moment, as if there was a sword edge close at hand, and he could be cut through the robe, skin, and soul at any time, and he could be cut with a sword.

Then Chen Ping'an understood the true meaning of the words of the senior brother.

To put it simply, once the senior brother and the left and right join the fourteen realms, then the place where he stands, a heaven and earth, whether it is within a radius of a few miles or a radius of a hundred miles, there will be several, more than a dozen, or even more than a hundred, and at the same time hand the sword as a sword.

Probably this is the ultimate realm that all sword cultivators pursue.

All things, one sword thing.

Senior brother, this kind of realm, you can't learn it.

Because it requires sword cultivation in its purest mind.

Chen Ping'an smiled and reminded the immortal Yunqi: "I and the Nendao people are both the so-called outsiders in the mouth of the Qingzhu brother, and the ancestor of Yunqi can take the opportunity to win over his friends and attract the common hatred of the monks of Middle-earth, maybe he can solve this situation." ”

Yun Qi's qi cultivation kung fu is excellent, and it is regarded as the wind in the ears.

But if this green-shirted sword immortal hadn't cracked the matter, Yun Qi would really find an opportunity to do it.

In Yun Qi's heart, there are more and more jealousies of this person.

It is already very difficult to provoke a sword immortal for no reason, if this sword immortal is still deep in the city, good at calculation, and acting insidiously?

If the monks of the sect go out, take a ferry, or resist the wind, they will have to take a flying sword, even if the sword immortal does not kill people, but only seeks to hurt people, in the end, isn't the Nine True Immortal Pavilion equivalent to closing the mountain?

The voice of that person sounded in the cloud and the heart lake, and it made him, an immortal, have a headache.

"Earlier, on the shore of Mandarin Duck Zhu, I had the pleasure of chatting with the two great monks of Celery and Strict, but the two seniors were full of righteous indignation and scolded me very much. The popularity of the Nine True Immortal Pavilion on the mountain is so good that I regret making such a big misunderstanding with Patriarch Yunqi. ”

Yun Qi sneered in his heart, and he was so strict that he was still screaming? It's almost too late for you to be a sword immortal, right? It's Qinzao, it's not too big to see the excitement, maybe he is willing to help, but he doesn't really want to help the Nine True Immortal Pavilion get out of trouble, but he is just fanning the flames, lest the world be chaotic. Anyway, no matter how big the mess is, he doesn't need celery to clean it up.

Yun Qi asked in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you, why do you want to fight the Nine True Immortal Pavilion endlessly?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Don't die, don't stop?" As for me, Ye Xiu was born, what can I do when I come to the Middle-earth Divine Continent. When you come to this mandarin duck Zhu, what can you do, at most is fishing. Brother Qingzhu doesn't mess with me, where can I have anything to do with a great sect like the Nine True Immortal Pavilion. ”

Yun Qi's heartstrings tightened.

Wild repair.

Where do you yearn for the most in the world? Of course, it is the White Emperor City among the colorful clouds.

So as soon as he heard this person mention the word Ye Xiu, Yun Qi would naturally think about it this way.

Chen Ping'an said coldly: "Patriarch Yunqi, do you think we are considered to have washed the Dragon King Temple by a big flood?"

Yun Qi's heart was shocked.

Could it be that this person made a move today because of that person's secret instructions? Is it that White Emperor City wants to take the opportunity to knock on the Nine True Immortal Pavilion?

Chen Ping'an was distracted at the same time chatting with the old sword cultivator on the shore.

Because of this Miyun Xie Clan's chief guest secretary, he took the initiative to ask about it, which made Chen Ping'an a little crying and laughing.

"Lord Yinguan, several of my descendants are not successful, and the highest realm is also a primordial infant whose soul has become old and decayed, and it is unbearable, and the rest of them are all unable to pick up the beams, so ...... Can you?"

Seeing that the hidden official didn't answer, Yu Yue was a little anxious, and he didn't say anything subtlely, he got straight to the point, and said bluntly: "I will definitely teach swordsmanship, smash pots and sell iron, and help my disciples cultivate flying swords, if I don't cultivate a sword immortal in the Five Realms in the future...... Sword cultivation, in the future, Lord Yinguan will only come to the door to ask for the guilt!"

Yu Yue is really greedy.

Old friend Pu He, stepped on the shit luck, so he accepted a pair of sword fairy embryos of the Great Wall of Sword Qi as a descendant, a young man, and a young girl Xuezhou. The little girl's sword practice qualifications are worthy of the word amazing, and the young girl's qualifications are even better, especially the conversation...... I just want it.

It's not that a family doesn't enter a door. Pu He was so happy with the young disciple that he was even happier than coming late.

Not only Pu He, but also Song Ping of Jinjiazhou, Xie Zhi of Fuyao Continent, and Xie Songhua of Caijiaozhou, all of these Haoran Sword Immortals who traveled far away to the Great Wall of Sword Qi all received the embryos of Sword Immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi as their descendants, and listening to Pu He's tone, it seemed that they were all carefully arranged by Lord Yinguan. Then that's it, Pu Lao'er is the Great Wall of Sword Qi that he went to in the Yupu Realm, and he got two apprentices, and he went there himself, and it was the Jindan Realm at the time, so make a half-fold, and Lord Yinguan will send a disciple?

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "If the seniors had spoken earlier, I could indeed help, but it would be a little late to talk about this matter now." However, if the seniors are willing to wait, they can wait until the fifth world opens again, and when the time comes, I can let people start to help the seniors pick out the disciples a few years earlier. As long as there is really a Dao fate, the seniors can take them away from Ascension City. ”

Yu Yue was worried when he heard it, "I'll have to wait for many years." ”

Chen Ping'an remembered that there were nine sword immortal embryos on his mountain, but most of them had been arranged.

However, thinking of the two children, Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and said: "If the seniors are free, you can go to Luoluo Mountain in Aquarius, there are two children on my mountain, and they may be willing to follow the seniors to practice swords, but I dare to say that it is possible, I dare not guarantee anything here, it still depends on the eyes of the seniors, as well as the thoughts of the two children, whether it is successful or not, the seniors can go to Luoluo Mountain, try it first." ”

Yu Yue was overjoyed, "Cheng, why not, go to the hometown of the hidden official to travel, even if you can't get a disciple, it's a good thing." ”

Yu Yue suddenly asked again, "Lord Yinguan, ask for something again?"

It's really hard to say, it's just that the opportunity is rare, and the old sword cultivator is halfway through his words, and he begins to be subtle again.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The seniors are willing to be the worshippers and guests, and there is no problem with the names or not, and the juniors can't ask for it." It's just that the salary fairy money, I really don't have to talk about it, my Luoluo Mountain, I have just been among the Zongzitou Mountain Gate for a few days, and I don't have a lot of money in my pocket. ”

Yu Yue laughed and said: " Then I'll spend money to buy a guest with Lord Yinguan, as for the offering, forget it, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the cheekiness, after all, I can't stay in Aquarius often, be a registered guest, I really have to do something, the flying sword sends a letter to Miyun Xie, in the future, I will eat and drink over there, there will be more, keep on call, Lord Yinguan, you can rest assured, I am this guest secretary, it is definitely a good deal, Aquarius knows Yu Yue, there are definitely not a few, out of the sword to cut people, run away after cutting, there is no trace of the slightest clue, to ensure that the things that the Lord Yinguan explains, done neatly, beautifully！”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said yes.

Yu Yue only felt refreshed, and it was okay. Keqing also became a disciple, and there was hope for the closed disciples.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the Xie disciple and remembered something.

The two sword immortals of the Bright Continent, Zhang Xiao and Li Ding, jointly traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and finally went to a foreign land and did not return to their hometown.

Plus Xie Songhua, all belong to the wall flowering outside the wall. The three sword immortals, both men and women, seem to have no good feelings for the terroir of their hometown, without exception, and they are not willing to practice in their hometown, let alone start a sect.

It's like a snowy continent, and it can't always keep the sword immortal.

Therefore, the foreign sword immortal, as long as he is willing to put a name on the Bright Continent, it is a lot of fairy money.

For example, Yu Yue has the names of two worshippers and three guest kings, of course, not all of them are in the Bright Continent, the Middle Earth Divine Continent, plus the hometown Liuxia Continent, all of them. This money, lie down and take it.

It's normal to be looked down upon by his old friend Pu He.

It's just that Pu Lao'er's speech is really too ugly, why don't you eat hot food at home, and go out to eat?

Liu Caishen once took the lead and helped Caizhou to discuss privately with Huolong Zhenren, hoping to spend money to buy back the word "north" with Beiju Luzhou, not that Liu Jubao had too much money and no place to spend it, but that it involved the luck of the sword.

Chen Ping'an took the lead in looking into the distance.

Even earlier than the immortals, Yun Qi, Celery and others, they had to divert their attention.

There were ripples in the sky, and the old man in yellow strode out, holding the neck of a Flying Ascension Realm in his hand, dragging a dead dog.

The old man in yellow threw the dying southern light into the river near Mandarin Duck Zhu, and laughed: "The Tao is rotten. ”

Yun Qi's eyelids trembled, and he took the initiative to loosen the flying sword bound by the five-colored rope, and said in his heart: "How to compensate?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Since it may be half of my own family, then accompany me to continue to act in a play?"

Yun Qi said: "I would like to hear about it. ”

Yun Qi was sure that this person must have a very close relationship with the one in White Emperor City.

It's so similar.

The man suddenly changed his words and said, "I haven't actually met with City Lord Zheng, and the Yunqi Ancestor is probably misunderstood. ”

Yun Qi took a reassuring pill.

Not only in words but also in deeds.

And god-like!

The Nen Dao people floated down on the shore, and during the period, they glanced at each other from afar with the old boat, who was recognized by him in the distance, and they both saw a look of appreciation in the other party's eyes.

Wild Peach Pavilion, Haoran Gu Qingsong.

Heroes are like-minded, and there is little loneliness on the road, and it is inevitable to sympathize with each other.

The movement here is too big, and the pink robe, who originally stayed in the house in Panshui County and had nothing to do, felt that it was a godsend, so Liu Chicheng was too lazy to show any magical powers to watch mountains and rivers, where can he go?

So he half-pulled and half-dragged Chai Bofu to join in the fun, but he saw that Chen Ping'an from a distance, Liu Chicheng was originally very happy, but after another look, there was a woman in red on the shore, Liu Chicheng hurriedly stopped the wind, glanced at the old brother Longbo, and saw a word in his eyes, withdraw!

I never thought that Chen Ping'an had already greeted with a smile: "Brother Liu, such a coincidence?"

Liu Chicheng patted Chai Bofu on the shoulder.

Chai Bofu nodded, tilted his head, and fainted with serious injuries on the spot.

Liu Chicheng was a little caught off guard, the dead Daoist friend is not dead and the poor Dao is not dead, and he can't help that Chai Bo Fu, Liu Chicheng let the elder brother of Long Bo fall to the ground in the middle of winter, smiled brightly, waved his hand and said loudly: "Long time no see!"

Yun Qi looked at the dazzling pink robe, and then looked at the green shirt that said that it had nothing to do with White Emperor City.

Yun Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, very respectful, and said to the sword immortal: "I have seen Mr. Zheng." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "It's all about what." ”

No matter how bold he is, he will not pretend to be the city lord of White Emperor City under Zheng Juzhong's nose.

Yun Qi said in a trembling voice: "Juniors understand. ”