A figure suddenly struck, blocking in front of Cang Lei's body at the moment.

"Senior Sister Nangong?"

Cang Lei frowned, and the sword in his hand was also put away.

The person who came was Nangong Yan, she looked at Cang Lei with dissatisfaction at the moment, frowned and said, "Now that people from all walks of life in the Sanxuanmen are gathered, what are you doing here?"

"Me"

Cang Lei's face changed, if it is said that the people he fears the most in the entire Wutianzhou are none other than Jian Wuchen and Nangong Yan, the former is his master, needless to say, and the latter's talent is what he fears the most, he knows very well that Nangong Yan's potential is above him!

And after so many years of cultivation, unconsciously, he also liked this indifferent junior sister a little, so every time he faced Nangong Yan, he felt a sense of apprehension in his heart.

Between his silence, one of the people on the side hesitated, but still opened his mouth to tell the previous scene, of course, his expression was also in awe, after all, Nangong Yan was the pride of the Sanxuanmen and the most spoiled disciple of the master.

"Senior sister, that's the matter, it's none of our business, it's these guys who are too blind!" the man explained slowly.

Hearing this, Nangong Yanqiao's face also turned cold, of course, she could understand the thoughts of these senior brothers in her heart, if she had heard others say that the disciples of the Three Xuanmen were weaker than their opponents, then even she would be angry.

After all, no one wants to watch their teachers being ridiculed.

However, after Chongling Xingyun and his party, Nangong Yan also had to admit that he was indeed not Lu Chen's opponent, so what these genius young men said was the truth!

"Senior Brother Cang, although Lu Chen didn't show his strength, but the Four Holy Temples set him as the head of the top ten genius youths, that is certainly not groundless, I can admit that if he fights with all his might, I am not his opponent, he is the most powerful existence among genius youths from all walks of life so far!"

"So they're right. I use the strongest means to challenge Lu Chen's weakest one, even if I win, this is not honorable!"

Nangong Yan said slowly, she didn't hide it at all!

"Senior sister, I don't believe you will lose to that disciple of Qingyunmen!"

Cang Lei was anxious. He vaguely heard Nangong Yan's reverence for Lu Chen, and at the same time, it was the first time he saw Nangong Yan show such a demeanor, and he had the impression that his junior sister was a cultivator maniac, never afraid of challenges, and at the same time disobedient to any of his peers!

Nangong Yan took a deep breath, then smiled, "Senior brother." That's it, the master is waiting for you to come over!"

"Alas!"

Listening to the voice, Cang Lei knew that Nangong Yan didn't want to say more about this topic, so he immediately sighed lightly, glanced at the few people beside him, and then left slowly.

And at the moment of leaving, he glanced at several genius youths, and his eyes were cold!

Lu Chen. It's just a waste disciple of the waste Qingyun Sect, how can he be so strong? The Four Temples are concerned, and the master is also concerned. Even the strong junior sister is concerned

I don't believe it!

Wait, it's so strong, then I'll beat you in front of everyone in the heavens and the earth and Kyushu!

Cang Lei's mind was full of the word Lu Chen, and he was both jealous and unwilling in his heart, especially Nangong Yan's previous look, which completely angered him, that kind of vague reverence look, at least Cang Lei had never encountered it.

You must know that Cang Lei is the head of the disciples of the Three Xuanmen. The identity is already a top existence in Wutianzhou, but Nangong Yan has never shown reverence for him, and has always been indifferent.

"Qingyunmen, that sect that hides in the back mountains and refuses to submit, but parasitizes on the Sanxuanmen like a burden?"

"That sect disciple is no stronger than Fang Yu, just a garbage in the Yuanying realm, and even that head is only a Yuanying little monk!"

After Canglei and a few people left. Nangong Yan sighed lightly, and then looked at Wu Tianguo and said, "Hehe, in Wutianzhou, the Sanxuanmen is the most powerful existence, if I hadn't gone to the Chongling Nebula, I'm afraid I would be the same as them now." ”...,

"So don't worry too much about it, it's causing you trouble!"

Nangong Yan arched her hand slightly, maybe Cang Lei didn't know why the Four Holy Temples attached so much importance to these people, but she knew that after all, in the future, these people would go to the Tianluo Realm on behalf of Heaven and Earth Kyushu.

Maybe after this time, there will be no return!

And in the face of such a monk, don't the Four Temples still pay attention to it? When a monk goes to the Tianluo Realm with the heart of death, if the Four Temples don't give respect, then if it spreads, he will definitely be scolded by the monks of the entire heaven, earth and Kyushu!

"Hehe, it's okay, I can understand his feelings, if it were me, I might not be convinced!"

Among the several people, the man in the cloak shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the rest of them also smiled slightly, after the Chongling Nebula left, they were also in contact occasionally, so unconsciously, the feelings between each other were not as strange as they began.

"Well, it's good if you don't mind!" Nangong Yan also smiled.

Then several people walked slowly down the corridor

At this moment, the whole Sanxuanmen is lively and soaring, and in the small valley of the mountain behind the Sanxuanmen, there is incomparable tranquility, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the small stream is flowing water, here is like an isolated fairyland, if you look outside the valley, you will be able to find that there is a stone tablet, engraved with the three big characters of 'Qingyunmen'!

In this valley there are dozens of houses, scattered with monks occasionally interspersed.

"Unconsciously, a hundred years have passed, damn, this bird valley is idle and the egg hurts, I can't live this day!"

In front of one of the houses, a burly middle-aged man stood faintly, this middle-aged man was unkempt, holding a wine jug in his mouth and constantly feeding it into his mouth, but when he looked at the figures in front of the house, his eyes flashed a trace of emotion.

He is Sima Kong!

At this moment, an old man walked out of the house behind him, and this old man was Elder Chen Tian back then.

"Senior brother, who is this weird, since the predecessor of Sword Wuchen invited us to live in the sect a hundred years ago, and you refused, Qingyunmen has been living in this valley!" Chen Tian sighed and said, "Alas, although this valley is quiet, the cultivation resources are insufficient after all, and if it goes on like this, it will be difficult for them to make progress in their cultivation!"

Sima Kong shook his head and said: "Chen Tian, I am tired of what you say, although Qingyunmen is ultimately in the same vein as the Sanxuanmen, but if you enter like this, the name is not right, I am afraid that these disciples will be wronged." I'm being bullied!"

Chen Tian sighed lightly again: "Senior brother, what you said is true, although we are from the same line, but the disciples of the Three Xuanmen are not convinced by us after all." And we Qingyunmen don't have any great achievements, and those people are even more unconvinced!"

Hearing this, Sima Kong exhaled lightly, it was obvious that he didn't want to take the Qingyunmen disciples into the Sanxuanmen, but many times he couldn't help himself, the Sanxuanmen disciples were strong, how could they obey a small foreign sect?

Although the predecessors of Sword Wuchen did not discriminate against Qingyunmen. But Jian Wuchen can't always follow his disciple, and if he is not there, then Qingyunmen will certainly be angry.

And for this reason, Qingyunmen can only live in seclusion in this dilapidated small valley.

"If the name is not right, if the first generation of ancestors is here, he is afraid that he will be like what I did, or he will not go back, and he will go back. Then go back openly!"

Sima Kong muttered to himself, and then stopped talking about this topic, and said with some doubts at the moment: "I've been thinking about it all this time. Why did the Four Temples of the Egg Pain let Lao Tzu go?"

Since leaving the Ninth Continent, Sima Kong has been trapped in the Tower of Babel until a year before he was released, and that was when Lu Chen found the Heavenly Absolute Ring.

It's a pity that the disciples of Qingyunmen have been staying in the valley and have little knowledge of the outside world.

Elder Chen Tian shook his head, he was actually surprised: "Could it be that the big man of the Four Temples was kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Impossible!"

Sima Kong denied it, and then his face darkened, in fact, he had a guess in his heart, that is, the murderer that the Four Temples wanted to find was dead, and he was acquitted. As for the murderer

Whenever he thought of this, Sima Kong's heart was full of colic, and he refused to accept this reality no matter what.

Elder Chen Tian also had this thought.

The murderer is dead, which means that Lu Chen is dead, so the Four Temples did not pursue Sima Kong's crimes!

The two glanced at each other and sighed resentfully.

And at this very moment. A few rays of light rushed down the valley in front of him, and suddenly, the originally quiet valley became lively.

"Fang Yu is back!"

"I'm back, too!"

Familiar figures rushed out from all corners of the valley, and Sima Kong and the two in front of the house glanced at each other, and they were also walking forward.

"Fang Yu, Qing Lifeng, tell Lao Tzu, who gave birth to a child in these three Xuanmen? Damn, it's so lively?"

Sima Kong strode forward, separated the disciples at the moment, and then looked at the two handsome young men in front of him, although this valley is quite quiet, but during this time, the three Xuanmen have frequently entered and exited, and Sima Kong and they can still sense it.

For this reason, Sima Kong asked Fang Yu and Qing Lifeng to go out to inquire about the news.

And at this moment, under the gaze of one after another, Fang Yu and Qing Lifeng's faces flushed, and even their bodies trembled, it seemed that they were extremely excited, and they were speechless for a while.

Sima held the wine jug in his empty hand, looked at the two disciples with dissatisfaction, and said after taking a sip: "Damn, are you two girls?

Qing Lifeng swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his heart fluttering, but in order to stabilize his mind, he still shook his hair in a chic manner.

"After leaving the valley, Fang Yu and I saw two Sanxuanmen girls, and I wanted to ask them what happened to Sanxuanmen, but they smiled at me and seemed to be attracted by my demeanor."

Although Qing Lifeng tried his best to calm himself, he was still a little incoherent!

"I feel like you're being proud, you're excited about that, you're such a country boy!"

The corner of Sima Kong's eyes twitched, and he suddenly kicked Qing Lifeng down, and then pointed at Fang Yu and said, "Fang Yu, come and pick the key points, don't say something trivial." ”

As he spoke, Sima Kong saw that Fang Yu's body was still trembling, and his facial features were distorted with excitement, and at that moment he felt that something big had happened, could it be that the Sanxuanmen was going to drive Qingyunmen away?

Or are these two guys being bullied again?

"Fang Yu, you calm Lao Tzu, straighten your chest like a man, it's a big thing, we Qingyunmen sword cultivators have to face it calmly, learn from Lao Tzu, the sky is falling, Lao Tzu still doesn't change his face!"

Fang Yu woke up suddenly, his eyes stared: "Xiao Luzi is back!"

Syllable!

As soon as the voice fell, the wine jug in Sima's empty hand burst under stress, and the cold wine flowed down his palm, and he didn't realize it.

"Xiao Luzi is back!"

Sima Kong muttered to himself, his eyes slowly moistened, and a picture rose in his mind, which was in the Qingyun Hall a hundred years ago, the honest child wearing a homespun shirt on the top and straw sandals on the bottom

[I can't catch up today, three more tomorrow!] (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )