Xuanqing Mountain, the mountains are criss-crossed, thousands of rocks and ravines, the danger contains the secluded, and the secluded is strange.

An Jing stood on the head of the thousand-year-old black dragon, while Lou Xiangzhen stood at the tail.

Looking at the towering mountains in front of him, An Jing couldn't help but say: "The ancestral court of Xuanmen is really extraordinary. ”

Although he has also seen the highest Nanhua Mountain in the world, he always feels that the artistic conception and taste of Nanhua Mountain are a little worse than that of Xuanqing Mountain.

Lou Xiangzhen fell to An Jing's side, looked ahead and said, "Do you want to go up the mountain to have a look?" You are also a disciple of Xuanmen, although there are no children of Xuanmen on Xuanqing Mountain, there are still Taoist rhymes and imprints left by Xuanmen masters, many of which are left by some great masters. ”

"It's fine."

An Jing took a deep breath, then nodded.

Xuanmen is the oldest sect today, even older than Buddhism, at this moment has been under the ancestral court of Xuanmen, if you don't go to pay respects, it is a little regrettable.

Then the two came to the ancient road, and the thousand-year-old black snake was hidden, and the two stepped on the stone steps and walked towards the top of Xuanqing Mountain.

The mountains and forests are secluded, empty and deserted, and there are many tourists who come to play along the way.

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone steps in front of him and said slowly: "This is called the Ascending Steps, there are a total of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine floors, all those who want to climb this Xuanqing Mountain have to walk from this Ascending Steps, one step at a time, you need to walk nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to reach the top of the mountain." ”

An Jing stepped on the stone steps, glanced at the endless stone steps, and couldn't help but say: "Ascend to the sky, can people really ascend to the sky?" ”

The Great Grandmaster's life extension of three hundred years seems to have reached the limit, but what about the Great Grandmaster?

Lou Xiangzhen looked as plain as water, "How difficult it is to ascend to the sky, even if there is, it is not human." ”

An Jing nodded and did not speak again.

A great grandmaster would stump everyone in the world, let alone immortality.

The two of them took one step at a time, and it took about an hour or so for the two of them to reach the top of Xuanqing Mountain, Heiniugang.

At the top of the mountain, there are some tourists who play and watch, and there are also some Taoists who are divining fortunes.

Lou Xiangzhen pointed to an empty land in the distance, and said: "It is rumored that my Xuanmen ancestor has a black cow that has opened the eyes of the sky, and it will be wind and rain when it enters and exits the water, the light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder. ”

An Jing nodded and said, "That black bull should also be a foreign beast." ”

There are many strange beasts in this world, which have survived for thousands of years, and their strength is unpredictable, and they may be hidden in unknown corners like the thousand-year-old black snake.

Lou Xiangzhen walked in front and said, "It is recorded in the ancient books of Xuanmen that the black bull knows human nature and is infinitely powerful, even if it is a master of the Grandmaster realm, it is difficult to stop. ”

The two walked as they talked, and soon came to a ruined hall.

There is a repaired plaque above the main hall, the Thousand Machine Hall.

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a Taoist robe shrunk down and sitting in front of the main hall, with bundles of sandalwood in front of him, and a stick holder, which was full of bamboo sticks at the moment.

An Jing was a little curious about the black bull, "What about the strange beast later?" ”

"The black bull."

Lou Xiang paused and said: "The ancestor of Xuanmen left Xuanqing Mountain and left with the black bull, some people say that the black cow accompanied the ancestor to sit down, and some people say that the black cow accompanied the ancestor to become a fairy, no one knows the specific situation?" ”

"Come on, do a trigram."

Speaking of this, Lou Xiangzhen walked up to the middle-aged Taoist priest and said.

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at Lou Xiangzhen, hesitated for a moment and said: "Count the future of 100 yuan, count the marriage of 50 yuan, count ......."

Lou Xiangzhen took out a tael of silver, pointed to An Jing next to him, and said, "This is a tael of silver, even if it is his future." ”

When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw the one or two pieces of silver, he immediately opened his eyebrows and laughed, "Yes, you can count anyone, I am the best Taoist priest within a radius of dozens of miles." ”

Those sons of the family, the young lady's fortune-telling is not as generous as the old man in front of him, only those who have traveled the rivers and lakes, they will spend money so much without blinking.

In their eyes, this is not silver, it is just a silver stone.

An Jing laughed secretly, do you know who the person next to you is, but the head of the Guigu faction today, you dare to say that your hexagram is accurate in front of him?

The middle-aged Taoist priest glanced at An Jing, "This knight, please draw lots." ”

An Jing shook the stick, and then fell out of the stick, with the word 'Ji' written on it.

"Good sign!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest saw the bamboo stick in An Jing's hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your Excellency drew a stick." ”

"Sign up!?"

An Jing wondered.

"If you don't go to Tailai, you will temporarily hand over the gentleman out of the mountain. If you meet the good news of the tiger and rabbit, you are determined to be busy and idle. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest shook his head for a while, and then said, "There is a sign of blessing in this hexagram. Even if you are now in the midst of some troubles, it will only be a small test for you, and when this test is over, it will be the time for good fortune to come. ”

When An Jing heard this, he chuckled, looked at Lou Xiangzhen, and said, "Do you want to draw a lot of lots?" ”

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at the bamboo tube, shook his head and said, "No, there is no sign in this bamboo tube." ”

When An Jing heard this, his smile narrowed slightly.

"This old man is really good at joking."

The middle-aged Taoist priest patted the door in front of the broken hall with his finger and said: "Poor Dao is from the Xuanmen faction, my bamboo tube is all-encompassing, and I count all the things in the world, how can the people of the world not have the signature you want?" ”

Lou Xiangzhen didn't speak, but walked straight into the main hall.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at An Jing and continued: "Your Excellency, do you want to count it as a marriage again?" I can give you a 20% discount, I see your momentum is extraordinary, and the marriage must be a good fortune....."

"No need."

An Jing followed behind Lou Xiangzhen and walked towards the main hall.

When the middle-aged Taoist saw this, although he was a little disappointed, then he thought of the one or two pieces of silver just now, and the corners of his mouth still showed a smile.

At this moment, a young Taoist priest in his twenties hurriedly walked over and asked, "Lao Luo, how is it today?" ”

"So-so."

The way of the middle-aged Taoist is proud.

The two are obviously old acquaintances, seeing the middle-aged Taoist's expression, the young Taoist priest knew that he might have gained a lot of benefits, and said a little sourly: "Sure enough, it's better to be a liar, I study the hexagram of fart." ”

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this, he immediately showed dissatisfaction: "Hey, you can't talk nonsense, I rely on my own skills, how can I say that I am a liar?" ”

The young Taoist glanced at the sticker, "Old Luo, now that everyone on the mountain knows the trick you played, what else are you pretending?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the holder and poured it into his hand.

"Whoa!" "Whoa!"

Countless bamboo sticks all fell into the hand, and these bamboo sticks without exception were all signed.

"You stinky boy!"

When the middle-aged Taoist saw this, his face changed, and he quickly grabbed the bamboo sticks and bamboo tubes and then stuffed them all back, and did not forget to look around, and was slightly relieved to find that there was no one around.

........

Inside the main hall.

Sandalwood rose, and white smoke wafted throughout the hall.

The decoration is very ordinary, in the center of the temple, there are no statues, only a table with candlesticks and incense burners.

Behind the desk is a disc made of stone, which is very large, and it seems that it has not been polished or carved in any way, only the marks left by the years.

When An Jing saw this, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, in this hall, he didn't worship God and wanted to worship a stone plate?

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the stone plate and said: "This is a thousand machine stone plate, it is said to be the place where the Xuanmen patriarch enlightened, and was later brought here by the Xuanmen patriarch, placed in the main hall, and worshiped by the Xuanmen disciples, and the Xuanmen disciples will come to observe this thousand machine stone plate, want to understand some magic from it, but so far no one has been able to realize the Tao from this thousand machine stone plate and get the opportunity." ”

This thousand machines are real, and it is also one of the reasons why Lou Xiangzhen came to the main hall with An Jing today.

An Jing glanced at the thousand-machine stone plate and asked puzzledly, "Isn't anyone interested in this thousand-machine stone plate?" ”

Lou Xiangzhen chuckled, "This thousand machine stone plate is extremely heavy, it is rumored that the stone plate is connected to the earth's veins, unless Xuanqing Mountain is moved, otherwise this stone plate will not move a bit, you observe this stone plate, see if you are the destined person, if so, maybe you can get the creation and opportunity of the Xuanmen patriarch." ”

As he spoke, Lou Xiangzhen picked up the three incense sticks on the table, lit them to the candlestick fire, lit them and bowed to the stone plate above, and then inserted the incense in his hand in the incense burner, and walked out of the hall slowly.

It's been seventeen years, and seventeen years later, I've stepped into this Xuanqing Mountain again.

"How many seventeen years are left in my life?"

Lou Xiangzhen stood outside the main hall, looked at the vast expanse in the distance, and subconsciously touched the long sword in his hand.

In fact, he knew why Xiao Qianqiu often came to Xuanqing Mountain.

In the past, when Master Lou Xiangzhen was still alive, he would bring him and Jiang Sanjia to this Xuanqing Mountain every few years.

It's not to worship anyone, it's not to miss anyone, it seems to have become a habit, a habit to keep in your bones.

At that time, Lou Xiangzhen didn't understand why Master came often, but now he does.

When I came here, I looked at the vast expanse in front of me, as if I had found a root, found a kind of sustenance, and by the way, I was always vigilant about myself.

"In whose hands is the tide of power?"

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the clouds and mist in the distance and muttered to himself.

"Xiao Qianqiu, you should be about to go down the mountain."

Speaking of this, he took a light breath and walked towards the distance, as if looking for a single grass and tree here, whether it was the same as back then.

..........

Inside the main hall.

An Jingpan sat on the futon, looking at the thousand machine stone plate in front of him.

There is nothing special on the stone plate except for the traces of time, and at this moment, he is already dazzled when he looks at the rough and messy texture, but he still can't feel the slightest fluctuation.

After about a stick of incense, An Jing did not gain anything.

"Someone who is destined?"

An Jing's thought fell on the book from the ground, and there was no abnormality.

In the past, every time there was an opportunity, the Book from the Ground would emit all kinds of light, but today it is not.

"It seems that I am not destined."

An Jing shook his head, and then prepared to get up.

At this moment, a scorching heat suddenly released from his arms.

"Huh?"

An Jing stretched out to his chest, and then took out the Heaven Turning Seal.

At this time, there was a faint red light shining under the earth-turning seal, shining brightly.

"What's going on?"

An Jing played with the Heaven-Turning Seal in his hand, and he didn't know what the relationship between this Heaven-Turning Seal and the Xuanmen's Thousand Machine Stone Plate had to do with it.

The next moment, the qi in his body seemed to be dragged.

See me!

The Sect Heavenly Martial Arts-level Body Refining Martial Arts actually operated automatically, covering the surface of his body with a layer of golden light.

It's like Da Luo's mental method, and the Guigu mental method is also running, and the qi begins to be disturbed and staggered.

At this moment, that red light imprinted into An Jing's mind, and suddenly a feeling of swelling filled his body.

It was as if he was going to burst his body.

"Hint, there's a purple chance near the host."

Suddenly, a purple light appeared in the book from the ground.

"Wow!"

The thousand-machine stone disk seemed to be pulled, releasing a white brilliance, breaking through the main hall and reaching the sky.

"This.... What's going on? ”

"What is that flash of white light?"

"I don't know, this place is the ancestral court of Xuanmen, and only the people of Xuanmen should know about the vision."

.........

The people of Xuanqing Mountain for dozens of miles saw a white light rushing into the sky, scattering all the clouds in the sky.

But the white light was fleeting, and the next glance retracted, as if nothing had happened, only the broken clouds floating in the air, and the notice that a vision had indeed occurred.

"Huh!?"

Lou Xiangzhen, who was standing on the top of the mountain, also saw this vision, and his heart shook slightly, and he looked in the direction of the hall, "It's him!?" ”

The direction in which the white light was released was the direction of the main hall.

Lou Xiangzhen looked at the white light and frowned and said to himself: "The person with atmospheric luck, sure enough, is the person with atmospheric luck, Sanjia said that there is nothing wrong with it........"

Inside the main hall.

An Jingpan sat on the futon, his eyes closed.

At this moment, he seemed to see three clusters of brilliance in his mind, one black, one gold, and one white.

The three rays of light reflected each other, intertwined with each other, but did not interfere in the slightest.

The black-and-white brilliance gradually dissipated, getting older and dimmer, until it disappeared, and finally only a golden light remained.

The next moment, that golden light began to spread, filling his mind, and all the thoughts in his mind suddenly turned into golden light.

The golden light poured down and began to sprinkle over the body.

It was like in the cold winter, a warm sunlight sprinkled on his body, and An Jing couldn't help but let out a groan.

His mind went blank, as if he had lost all consciousness.

"What's going on........"

I don't know how long it has been, An Jing slowly opened his eyes, and he can clearly feel that his physical strength has increased by more than fifty percent.

You must know that he has refined the golden bone, even the physique and blood of the half-step grandmaster are not as strong as his, but at this moment, he has increased by more than fifty percent.

Thinking of this, An Jing's thoughts hurriedly fell on the book from the ground.

Cultivation for: a product

Fate: auspicious star (rising)

Root bones: once in a hundred years

Martial arts: Drawing Swordsmanship, Tibetan Swordsmanship, Imperial Swordsmanship, Nine-Character Sword Technique, Fuyao Nine Heavens Body Technique, Da Luo Heart Technique, Qi Gathering Technique, Hundred Steps Flying Sword (Eighth Layer), Nine Yang Divine Fingers (Eighth Layer), Brahma Heart Seeing Me (Fifth Layer), Great Day Rulai Mantra (not opened)

Tip 1: The host's fate has not yet taken root (Yu April), and the use of martial arts must not let people know the identity of the host, otherwise they will get a black chance.

..........

Next to the Brahma Heart saw me, there was also a martial art, but it was not opened.

"The supreme martial arts of Buddhism!?"

Seeing this, An Jing's heart trembled, and his brows tightened.

There are three martial arts in the world that surpass the heavenly martial arts, among them are the "Nine Shades of Purgatory Demon Classic" of the Demon Sect, the "Jade Emperor Sutra" of Xuanmen, and the "Great Day Rulai Zen Sutra" of Buddhism.

What began to emerge in the Book of the Ground was the purple chance, and it stands to reason that the martial arts corresponding to the purple chance should be the three secret techniques.

So the Great Sun Rulai Mantra that I got in my mind today should be the supreme martial arts of Buddhism, but why is the name different?

And this great day is like a mantra, but the display is still not opened.

And isn't this thousand-machine stone plate a relic of the ancestor of Xuanmen? Why did I come to the Buddha's great day mantra?

At this moment, An Jing's heart was full of confusion and a series of questions.

"Squeak! Creak! ”

At this moment, a crisp cry came into An Jing's ears.

Following the sound, I saw a black mouse coming in through the door, staring at me coldly with a pair of small eyes, like delicious food.

Outside the hall, a powerful qi machine emerged in an instant.

"This rat is weird!"

An Jing raised his eyebrows and pointed at the black-haired mouse in front of him.

"Stop!"

"Bang!"

Only a sound was heard, and the palm-sized black-haired mouse suddenly exploded into a blood mist and sprinkled it in the main hall.

..........

I'm a soul mouse.

It's been a busy few days, and I've had to help my pet search for that human every day.

This search was the most tiring of my life.

That human is too weird, the qi is too difficult to search, and I have lost the whereabouts of the human several times, but fortunately, I am very sensitive to qi.

But my pet feeds me a water spirit fruit every day, otherwise how could I possibly help him do things?

Today, I felt very close to that person, lying on the flat road, I kept spinning, and my heart was very excited.

"Squeak!" "Squeak!"

I had to shout at my pet, and sure enough, he took out two water spirit fruits.

It's delicious!

I devoured the two Water Spirit Fruits, and then 'swished' and ran off into the distance, because I knew that if I found the person, I would be able to get more Water Spirit Fruits from my pet's hands.

This time, I riveted my strength, for fear that there would be any further mistakes.

Following that vague aura, I came to the foot of a mountain, a stone staircase with no end in sight, and I knew that the man was on it.

For the sake of the water spirit fruit, I fought hard.

Thinking of this, I struggled towards the stone steps.

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared above the sky, and the white light was like a long arrow, piercing the entire sky and scattering the clouds.

My pet and his friends, all with solemn faces, looked at the white light in the sky.

A few people even stopped, kneeling and meditating in front of the white light.

But I tried my best to climb forward, the stone steps were too long, I only knew that if I found that human, I would be able to get the Water Spirit Fruit, and finally I used all my strength to finally reach the top of the mountain.

This time, I once again got the man's aura, and in the hall in front of me, I let out a cry of excitement again.

"It should be in the hall ahead!"

My pet shouted excitedly, too.

In order to show what I have learned, I immediately turned into a small black whirlwind and ran towards the main hall.

The next moment, I saw only a golden light, and the golden light was very warm, and there seemed to be someone in the golden light.

That's him!

The aura that emanated from all over my body, I was sure that he was the one my pet had asked me to find.

Thinking of this, I suddenly became even more excited, the person in front of me was ten water spirit fruits.

Just as I was ecstatic, the man looked over and pointed his finger at me without hesitation.

Tong!

A burst of energy burst out from his fingertips, and the speed was extremely fast.

My hair stood on end, and my four little short legs seemed to have forgotten to move.

"Stop!"

I heard my pet's angry voice, and that was the last thing I realized.

........

Inside the main hall, there was a lot of blood.

The Venerable Mo Yun looked at the blood on the ground, and suddenly a nameless fire swelled.

The Soul Rat is dead.

Such a rare and precious beast actually died, and it was killed by the person in front of him at will, and he didn't come back to his senses at all.

This soul-seeking mouse has been with him for decades, and one person and one mouse already have a deep 'feeling', and the most important thing is that this soul-seeking mouse has brought him great benefits.

Normally, he cares about the spirit mouse as much as he cares for his parents, but today he died, how can he not be angry?

An Jing looked at the dwarf-sized man at the door, his brows furrowed, "Are you following me?" ”

Master Mo Yun forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice, "Do you know what you just killed? Is that the world's rarest soul mouse? ”

Soul Mouse!?

An Jing was a little surprised when he heard this, and glanced at the blood on the ground, he had also seen it in books about strange beasts such as spirit mouses, but he didn't expect that the ugly black-haired mouse was a spirit mouse.

And the role of the spirit mouse is naturally very clear to him.

An Jing's eyes narrowed into a slit and said, "You are really following me, who are you?" ”

"Kill my rat, I'll let you pay back with your life."

But the Venerable Moyun was furious and said, "No, one of your lives is not enough, I will use the lives of your family to do it." ”

As he spoke, the man on the clouds turned into a black light and rushed towards An Jing.

So fast!

Is it the realm of a half-step grandmaster?

An Jing's heart moved, he didn't expect this ugly dwarf man to have the cultivation of a half-step grandmaster.

The master of Mo Yun was fierce and domineering, and rushed with one palm, with the power of destroying gold and cracking stones.

An Jing also wanted to test his current physical strength, and greeted him with a palm.

"Bang!"

The moment the two palms touched, a loud bang suddenly broke out, and An Jing retreated to the rear again and again, retreating seven steps before stopping, and the Venerable Mo Yun also stuck the soles of his feet to the ground, making a long trace.

"This ghost swordsman is really good."

Master Mo Yun met this palm and immediately calmed down.

The qi displayed by the ghost swordsman just now is just the smallpox realm, and he can actually fight against himself, and he is not left behind, without a big chance, it is impossible for a person with big means.

"Who's out there?"

An Jing looked out the door and secretly said no.

A gas machine outside the door blocked the place, and it looked very strong.

You must know that this dwarf is already a half-step grandmaster cultivator, and I don't know how many masters there are outside the hall.

"Humph!"

Master Moyun snorted coldly and did not speak.

"Tom!"

The next moment, a cold light poured in from outside the hall.

An Jing's internal strength is like a tide, protecting him in front of him.

Whew!

I saw that what flew was a whisk of dust, and the whisk turned into countless silver rays, hitting An Jing's body protection qi machine, and then quietly melting.

Whoosh!

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest fell down and caught the dust.

"Shinichikyo?"

Seeing the Taoist priest who suddenly came in, An Jing's brows furrowed suddenly.

"Poor Dao Zhenyi teaches Yulin."

The old Taoist priest held the dust in one hand and made a way in the other.

There are seven real people in the Tianzun Hall of the True One Sect, and these seven people are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, and they are famous throughout the rivers and lakes, and they also act as the sword of the True One Sect on weekdays.

As one of the seven great real people, Yulin Dazhen naturally has a brilliant record and profound strength, and he will definitely not belong to Yuhuai Dazhen, and An Jing has already sensed it from Fang Cai's move, and his cultivation should also be in the smallpox realm.

"Sure enough, it's a person from the True One Sect."

An Jing couldn't help laughing, but his brows furrowed in his heart: The True One Sect is really still here, but it definitely shouldn't be just the two masters in front of him.

Yulin Dazhen looked at An Jing, who was laughing, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Actually, my True One Sect doesn't want to be an enemy of Your Excellency, as long as Your Excellency hands over the complete Da Luo Heart Method, my True One Sect will definitely not treat Your Excellency badly." ”

He came down the mountain this time just for the sake of Da Luo's mental method, and he was not interested in the ghost swordsman at all.

"Is it from the Da Luo faction?"

When Master Mo Yun heard this, he immediately realized in his heart, no wonder the master of the True One Sect had to go to great lengths to search for the whereabouts of the Ghost Swordsman, it turned out that the Ghost Swordsman was a descendant of the Daluo Sect.

"I don't have the complete Da Luo Mind Method."

An Jing shook his head, "I only have fragments. ”

When the Yulin Dazhen heard this, he muttered, "Fragments? It's not impossible to hand it over. ”

An Jing smiled and said, "I hand over my heart, and your Excellency will give me any benefits." ”

In fact, An Jing didn't have that much resistance to handing over Da Luo's mental method, as long as the benefits of the Shinyi Sect were enough, such as exchanging the Big Dipper Seven Stars Duel.

"Leave you with a life."

Yulin Dazhen's tone was very flat, not that he underestimated the ghost swordsman in front of him, in his heart, this was just expounding a matter of course.

The True One Sect has been the state religion of Dayan for hundreds of years, and it has been used to being rampant and domineering, and it seems to have been engraved in their bones.

"Leave me alive!?"

Hearing Yulin Dazhenren's words, An Jing suddenly laughed.

Yulin Dazhen said faintly: "Why, isn't Your Excellency's life valuable?" ”

An Jing put his hands behind his shoulders and said lightly: "I also want the Big Dipper Seven Stars Duel, in this case, I will spare Your Excellency's life, you can leave the Big Dipper Duel." ”

"Presumptuous!"

When the Yulin Dazhen heard this, he shouted: "Since you are obsessed and unwilling to hand over the Da Luo Heart Method, then I can only be polite." ”

After speaking, he stomped on the soles of his feet, and the dust in his hand struck towards An Jing.

The dust is not a blade, even if a blade is used, it is extremely reluctant, every time the Yulin Dazhen blows out, there are countless masters with several silver rays of light falling, obviously trying to suppress An Jing with internal force.

Master Moyun fought with An Jing just now, and he already knew the power of the ghost swordsman, but he saw his eyes rolling, and he didn't prompt the Yulin Dazhen.

Whew! Whew!

The silk threads on the dust were extremely tough, and they hit like a thousand threads.

An Jing pretended to be invincible and dodged left and right.

"Ghost swordsman, but that's ......"

Seeing this, Yulin Dazhen raised his eyebrows slightly, although he still had three points of vigilance in his heart, but the offensive became more and more bold.

The master is a move, why don't you come up and use all your strength.

The first is that the internal force is limited, and they need to test each other and figure out the tricks, and the second is that once they use all their strength, it will be difficult to move back and change their moves.

"Bang!"

An Jing dodged again, and his body directly broke through the main hall.

"Where to go!?"

Yulin Dazhen saw that An Jing wanted to escape from the battle, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Whoa!" "Whoa!"

A hole suddenly broke in the main hall, and the two rushed out one after another.

"What's going on?"

"Looks like someone is fighting!"

"Get out of the way!"

........

Passers-by who were playing in Xuanqing Mountain were shocked when they saw this, knowing that it might be a duel between the masters of the rivers and lakes, and they ran into the distance one by one.

"My God."

The Taoist surnamed Luo, who was telling fortunes at the gate of the main hall, saw this and said with a surprised face: "That person is a true sect, right?" ”

"Whoever he is, let's run."

The young Taoist next to him turned pale with fright, and he held the purple wood crown on his head and fled in a hurry into the distance.

They are all wild Taoist monks, and they have the ability to deceive and eat and drink, and when it comes to real kung fu, it is the level of fish and shrimp in the rivers and lakes.

The middle-aged Taoist surnamed Luo neatly rolled up the lottery holder on the ground with his hands and feet, the big flag, and quickly avoided it in the distance.

What the great true people of Yulin cultivated was the true decision of the True One Sect, and the internal force was surging and agitating, and at this moment, under the full force of the action, the dust and silver threads swept all over the sky, and it was really powerful.

"Good chance!"

An Jing knew that the Yulin Dazhen had done his best, a trace of essence appeared in his eyes, and he pointed a little forward.

The finger was wrapped in a red glow, like a scorching flame.

Jiuyang God Finger!

Now that An Jing's Jiuyang Divine Finger has entered the hall and has a certain amount of heat, coupled with its cultivation and entered the realm of smallpox, this finger is stronger than at the beginning, I don't know how much.

Phew!

The swept silver filament that I saw was burned in an instant, and the rest of the strength was still long, surging towards the front frantically.

"Not good!"

The great true person of Yulin also knew that he had fallen for the trick at this moment, but at this moment, as soon as his trick came out, he was powerless to resist this move, so he could only watch the finger light attack.

"Senior Brother Yulin, don't panic!"

At this critical moment, a cold drink struck.

A vast purple light fell from the sky, as if forming a wall.

"Boom!"

The moment the finger light collided with the wall, An Jing only felt that the air waves in front of him were attacking, and he hurriedly retreated to the rear.

And the Yulin Dazhen was also uncomfortable, and was shocked by the strong shock and retreated, and the body of the rushing man was vertical and held it up.

"Senior Brother He."

Yulin Dazhen was relieved when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was not someone else, it was He Shen, the peak master of Tongxuan Peak, if he hadn't suddenly appeared, he would have been in danger.

"It's a pity."

Seeing this, the Venerable Moyun secretly said that it was a pity, if the ghost swordsman killed the Yulin Dazhen, then the two would have a great enmity of life and death, and the Zhenyi Sect would definitely kill this ghost swordsman at all costs.

When the time comes, you can take the opportunity to make a move, not only to avenge the revenge of the spirit mouse, but also to get some benefits.

"Could it be He Shen?"

An Jing saw the man in a black robe who suddenly rushed in, as if he thought of something.

He Shen, the peak master of Tongxuan Peak, is Xiao Qianqiu's senior brother, who has already reached the half-step grandmaster with a body of cultivation, and stopped at the grandmaster, and is also the most promising master in the Zhenyi Sect to reach the realm of the grandmaster.

I didn't expect him to get out of the customs for his own sake today.

"Lord He Feng, this person is a ghost swordsman."

Seeing this, the Venerable Moyun hurriedly stepped forward.

He Shen's face was a little dark, at such a moment of crisis, this Master Mo Yun didn't make a move, if he didn't make a move, Yulin would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, but Master Mo Yun did have a reason not to make a move.

On the cliff in the distance, Lou Xiangzhen looked at the confrontation in front of him.

"At present, the general trend of Xuanmen is ten percent, Xiao Qianqiu alone accounts for seventy percent, I account for two percent, and the ghost swordsman accounts for one percent, if the ghost swordsman can live today......."

Today is a great opportunity, Lou Xiangzhen wants to see the strength of the ghost swordsman with his own eyes.

Can he force Xiao Qianqiu to make a move.

At the beginning on Nanhua Mountain, he didn't see it with his own eyes, he knew that An Jing had a thousand-year-old black snake by his side, even if he met Liangmo, it was still very easy to retreat.

But today is different, and it is the True Religion that surrounds him today.

"Ghost swordsman?"

He Shen glanced at An Jing, "It seems that Your Excellency is not in vain. ”

With just that finger, you can see the power in it, even if you don't dare to say that you will win that move.

It seems that that fingering is a martial art of the Tianwu level, but he has never heard of such a hot fingering in the world.

"Falsely praised, compared to the eight-step dragon He Shen, what is my prestige?"

An Jing smiled faintly, and his heart was also nervous.

The eight-step dragon is He Shen's nickname in the rivers and lakes, which can be seen from it.

And that dwarf should be the Moyun Master of Tianguo Mountain, this person's prestige in the rivers and lakes is a little worse than He Shen's, but he is also a master of the half-step grandmaster realm.

In front of him, there were already two half-step grandmaster masters and a smallpox realm master, if they joined forces, they would really be a little dangerous.

"The rivers and lakes are not fighting for fame, but for strength."

He Shen took a deep breath and walked slowly forward.

The two seemed to be chatting comfortably, but the atmosphere in the whole world was tense to the extreme.

An Jing nodded, and then pulled out the evil sword behind him.

A ray of cold light emerged, and the imprinted heaven and earth were cold.

The next moment, He Shen stomped on the soles of his feet, and his black body turned into a shock.

The wind howled like a sharp blade on the face.

The reason why He Shen is called an eight-step swimming dragon is because his body is extremely fast, fierce and domineering, just like a swimming dragon that comes quickly.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Master Mo Yun was also a half-step Grandmaster's cultivation, and they were all secretly surprised.

This He Shen's skills have improved compared to a few years ago, and it seems that reaching the realm of the Grandmaster is just around the corner.

In the rivers and lakes, not all half-step grandmaster masters can be promoted to the grandmaster realm, most of them are already at the limit, and the Venerable Moyun also got some adventures back then, and later got the spirit search mouse, otherwise with his qualifications, the most correct is just the earth flower realm.

Liang Mo, Xi Yuanjun is the same, the half-step grandmaster is already their limit.

And characters like Li Fuzhou and He Shen, they have the opportunity to impact the grandmaster, or even become a grandmaster, such talents are high-profile existences.

"Tom!"

An Jing's eyes flickered, and a palm wind struck, and he hurriedly avoided it to the side, and the violent wind almost touched his face.

"Phew!"

An Jing naturally would not suffer a loss, and with a flick of the evil sword in his hand, the blade refracted a cold cold light, which was towards He Shen's crotch.

He Shen reacted extremely quickly, and disappeared in the next moment.

An Jing's sword light was retracted, and then his wrist turned against his waist and stabbed towards the void behind him.

"Tom!"

Because the speed was so fast, the air was making a piercing sound.

The next moment, a black figure appeared behind An Jing, and slapped his palm on the sword light.

The figures of the two were staggered, and when they saw the moves, dozens of moves passed in a blink of an eye.

And at this time, a drop of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the Yulin Dazhen who was watching the battle, and the ghost swordsman was already very good without a sword in his hand, and now that he had a sword in his hand, it seemed that his strength was even stronger, and he was completely deceived by him.

An Jing looked at He Shen, who had been fighting with him, but he suddenly woke up in his heart, this He Shen was consuming his internal strength, I am afraid that there are still masters of the True One Sect coming.

Thinking of this, the evil suppression sword in his hand turned violently, and the sword light flowed, as if forming a whirlpool of sword qi.

Nine-character sword trick! Fight the word secret!

He Shen still wanted to dodge, but the sword light had already rushed in front of him, seemingly blocking all retreats.

Did you find out?

He Shen smiled faintly, and the internal force surged wildly, like a surging tide.

Gossip swims in the dragon's palm!

With the slap of his palm, ripples appeared in the air in front of him, and then there was a buzzing sound, and a jade-colored dragon quickly came out.

Tianwu-level palm technique!?

Seeing this, a trace of surprise appeared in An Jing's eyes, and the next moment the sword light and the jade dragon had already converged.

"Bang!"

An Jing only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and his footsteps retreated to the rear one after another, and a golden light surged out of his body, directly unloading the remaining strength.

See me!

This golden light is really Buddhism's body refining martial arts, and the Brahma heart sees me.

He Shen's smile gradually froze, originally thinking that if he fell with one palm, he would have the upper hand, the evil suppression sword in the hand of the ghost swordsman was broken, and he had already counted it in his heart, but he didn't expect that the sword momentum of the ghost swordsman had reached the fifth level.