Small bamboo peaks, waterfalls, mist of water.

A middle-aged Taoist girl is sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, meditating on herself.

Dao Gu looked at her only about thirty years old, with a goose egg face, thin eyebrows and a moist nose, apricot eyes and cherry blossom mouth, and a moon-white Taoist robe, which looked like a graceful demeanor.

Suddenly, her heart moved, she opened her beautiful eyes, and looked at the sky with feeling.

There, a cyan light pierced the sky, and suddenly, it was in front of her.

Dao Gu Yu held a little hand, and suddenly, the blue light did not enter it.

"Huh? Lu Jiu? ”

Dao Gu Dai's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a resolute and upright young man figure appeared in her mind.

I'm afraid, but he has encountered some unsolvable difficulties.

Thinking of this, Dao Gu clapped her hands gently, and at that moment, two pretty-looking women came from a distance, saluted, and said softly: "See Master." ”

Dao Gu nodded and motioned for the two to get up, but her eyes stopped on the woman on the left.

The woman's hair was like clouds, her skin was like snow, and there was a faint smile on her face, gentle and beautiful.

I only listened to this aunt's instructions: "Wen Min, there is something important for the teacher, and you have to go down the mountain once, these days, you will urge the senior sisters to practice, and you must not let them slack off." ”

Down!

The two female disciples were all moved, and the girl beside Wen Min said coquettishly: "Master, it is better to take the disciple down the mountain together, and the disciple can also serve by your old man's side, serving tea and water." ”

A smile appeared on Dao Guyu's face, she glanced at the female disciple, shook her head and said, "You are so careful, don't you know if you are a teacher?" Practice well, if you reach the fourth level and you want to go down the mountain, who will stop you? ”

After that, she didn't care about the female disciple's reaction, and with a move of her jade hand, a touch of ice-blue light suddenly bloomed, carrying her person off the ground, and in an instant, she disappeared into the distant sky.

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The big ship moved forward, but in a day or two, it had already reached the boundary of Sanzhou.

In addition to the sailors on the ship, there were only three people left: Mo Li, General Lu, and Wuzheng Monk.

As for the sergeant and Miss Lu, they had disembarked at a pier a day earlier.

Although Mo Li didn't care, these two people didn't think so.

It was normal for them to be so cautious and fearful of those two.

Mo Li sat cross-legged on the deck, meditating quietly and pranayama.

Although, based on the martial arts of the evil sword, the so-called grandmaster figure in this world may not be anything remarkable, but without seeing him, Mo Li still became vigilant, prepared, and adjusted his state to the peak, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

Suddenly, the indisputable monk who was looking from afar by the railing said loudly: "Jiangxin Island, Jiangxin Island has arrived!" ”

Mo Li opened his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a small shadow faintly visible on the river in the distance, under the sunlight.

As the ship got closer, it was not difficult to see the true face of the shadow with Mo Li's eyesight.

It's a small island.

However, Li Xu Fangyuan is not eye-catching.

But the mountain is not high, and there is a dragon.

On this small island, there are two masters in the world, and it is naturally the world's first-class Longtan Tiger's Den!

The boat went forward for a long time, and a flat boat came from a distance and stopped in front of the big ship.

On the boat, there was a man in white with a cold and clumsy face, and a long knife hanging from his waist.

It's the evil knife that was on the edge of the previous side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please stop."

The evil knife arched his hand and said, "On the order of the national teacher, take the three to the island." ”

Although the two boats were quite far apart, the sound of the evil knife passed through the river breeze and fell into everyone's ears without any damage.

Lu Jiu looked at Jiangxin Island in the distance, thinking about the demeanor of the two current grandmasters, and responded calmly: "The national teacher invites you, how dare you not obey." ”

It just doesn't have to be implicated in these innocents.

In his heart, this time on the island, there is no life, so naturally these sailors are not needed.

"Let's go."

Mo Li's voice sounded in his ears, and then he only felt that his body was light, and the heavens and the earth hung upside down for a while, and then he came back to his senses, and the person had already appeared on the boat.

The evil knife's face was as usual, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

The other party just came with two people stepping on the waves, and the speed was not affected at all, such a method, if you use the sword, I am afraid that you will be able to take your life in an instant!

For no reason, he faintly felt uneasy.

But then, he put this uneasiness behind him, the national teacher Sword God, the two contemporary grandmasters joined forces, especially the latter, and he is the number one swordsman in the world, that is, at the level of the grandmaster, he is faintly higher than the rest, in the world, it is impossible for anyone to deal with the two of them at the same time, not to mention, this is just a young man with an unknown reputation.

The boat moves forward, and it is automatic without oars.

Although there are three more people, they are still as fast as arrows off the string.

The evil knife is the top master in the world, and he personally builds the boat, this honor, if it is not for the order of the two people on Jiangxin Island, how many people can enjoy it?

On the island, there is silence, and a little sunlight breaks through the morning fog and falls on the ground, but it is a layer of golden yellow that gilds the island, which has a unique artistic conception.

However, everyone naturally did not have time to look at the scenery.

On the island, there are two people.

One person is wearing a cyan robe, with a square face, majestic and exposed, and an ethereal and transcendent breath, implying a wisp of Taoist rhyme.

The other person is a middle-aged man, with thick black eyebrows, showing a bit of rigidity, he holds a long sword in his arms, reclining on a mountain rock, his face is chic and indifferent, although there is no trace of breath leaking, but it is difficult to ignore.

Even those who have never seen these two people must be able to tell who is the national teacher and who is the sword god.

"Senior, the person has arrived."

The evil knife, who has always been proud, saw the two of them, and his expression became extremely respectful, and his voice was much softer.

The man holding the sword glanced at a few people lazily, and the monk only felt a chill all over his body, as if he was swept by the blade of the sword, and his heart was full of coolness.

And the man nodded and smiled, "It's hard." ”

He looked at Mo Li and the others, but his deep eyes stopped at Lu Jiu, and said: "After a long time, Lu Shuai's demeanor and appearance are the same as before, which is really the envy of the poor Dao." ”

"Lu Jiu, meet the national teacher." General Lu gave a deep sigh.

Although the two belong to different camps, Lu Jiu admires this Taoist from the bottom of his heart.

When he saved the old emperor in danger three times, he also thwarted the conspiracy of the Demon Sect, and used the supreme Xuan Gong to consume the life and death of the Demon Venerable who entered the palace to assassinate, and twice made an appointment to fight the living Buddha in the north to quell the war on the frontier.

It's a pity that the Tao is different and doesn't conspire with each other.

"Why should Lu Shuai be polite, you have been guarding the northern Xinjiang for decades, you have a great reputation, and your achievements are brilliant, how can you afford this gift."

The national teacher is a very gentle person, when he spoke, there was a slight smile between his eyebrows and eyes, and he said: "The Beijing division is chaotic, and the northern Xinjiang Hulu is ready to move, why should Lu Shuai go back to Beijing to get involved in such a heavenly matter, it is better to turn back and ensure the peace of the party." ”

Lu Jiu shook his head and said, "The national teacher said that he laughed, he has come here, how can he turn back?" ”

If the second prince ascended the throne, how could he allow a henchman like him to be in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops on the frontier?

"Poor road, guarantee with your life."

The national teacher Zhengse said: "If you turn back, you are still the commander of Northern Xinjiang, the affairs of the DPRK and China, as in the past, no one will dare to frame you, you should know that Poor Dao never spits lies." ”

Of course, Lu Jiu knows that the national teacher is a human being, and it is not easy to keep his promises!

At that time, he was seriously injured and still rushed to the border to make an appointment with the Living Buddha earlier.

In that battle, if it weren't for the fact that the living Buddha's heart was soft, he fought halfway through the fight, and changed the contract, I was afraid that this national teacher would be shocked to death on the spot by the opponent's Wufang Ming King Seal!

It's just that......

Thinking of the prince's situation and the past, he still shook his head and said firmly: "Lu has received great favor from His Majesty and the prince, and he must repay it, even if he dies, he will die on the way back to Beijing." ”

He came from a poor background, even if he had adventures at a young age, he had a strategy in his chest, and if he wanted to climb to the position of the commander of the northern realm who was in charge of hundreds of thousands of heavy troops, he would not have the slightest chance without the appreciation of nobles.

It is still thanks to the eldest prince, who was not a prince at that time, who had experience in the army, had a good eye for the wise, promoted him all the way, and introduced him to His Majesty today, which is now the famous Lu Shuai in the northern Xinjiang.

Death for a confidant.

Right now, it's time for him Lu Jiu to repay his great kindness.

The sword god, who had been watching coldly, suddenly spit out four words: "Stubborn." ”

The national teacher sighed, and his face couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"Poor Dao didn't want to make such a move, but if Lu Shuai can't be persuaded to do so, Poor Dao can only play some small tricks."

He clapped his hands gently.

Behind a big bluestone in the distance, a few people suddenly walked out, but it was two healthy women who pressed a young girl.

The girl looked at the age of only fifteen or sixteen, wearing a plain white Luo skirt, beautiful and dusty, with a refined temperament, like a fairy, it was Lu Xueqi.

"Qi'er!"

Seeing the girl, Lu Shuai trembled and exclaimed.

"Daddy......"

The girl's eyes were full of tears, her face was cold and jade, and she was full of grievances.

"National teacher, you are so despicable!"

Lu Jiu suddenly turned his head, looked at the Taoist with a vast breath, and shouted angrily: "You actually threatened me with Qi'er!" ”

Mo Li also frowned slightly, these two current grandmasters, but their methods were a bit inferior.

"It's not a threat, I just want to ask Lu Shuai to think about it more."

The national teacher smiled indifferently: "Lu Shuai and Hu Lu have been fighting for many years, when you know that Hu Lu is brutal, look at the whole court, except for Lu Shuai, who else can take on this important task, resist Hu Lu and Guanwai, and Qiu will not offend me to leave the territory?" ”

"If Lu Shuai returns all the way, love will be unscathed, and he can enter the palace and the world."

"And all of this is between Lu Shuai's thoughts."

After that, he made a look, and the two healthy women let go of Lu Xueqi at the moment, and let the girl pounce into Lu Jiu's arms.

Looking at the father and daughter of the two, the corners of the national teacher's mouth outlined a smile again.

If it weren't for the fact that no one in the court could use it, Lu Jiushuai would be rare, how could he come here in person and persuade him with such good words?

Looking at the aggrieved appearance of his beloved daughter, Lu Jiu's heart was like a knife.

He understands that as long as he nods, he will be prosperous and rich, just as in the past.

It's just that he, Lu Jiu, is he a person who covets wealth and nobility?

In his mind, Lu Jiu, who had countless thoughts in an instant, sighed deeply.

He looked at his daughter and said, "Qi'er, I just hope you don't resent your father in the future." ”

Without waiting for the girl to respond, he looked back at Mo Li and said, "Mo Shaoxia, Qi'er will entrust it to you, and please protect Qi'er from here." ”

At this point, there is no need for Lu Jiu to say more, the two national teachers and sword gods, where do they not know each other's answers?

"Kill yourself."

The sword god snorted coldly, and his body suddenly stood straight!

In an instant, his body was full of energy, and his fierce aura swept away, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, and the person who stabbed him was cold all over his body!

The indisputable monk's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but take three steps back.

Lu Jiu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said: "Mo Shaoxia, take Qi'er away!" ”

The national teacher sighed and said, "Why did Lu Shuai choose this path, he didn't want to do it today." ”

"To each his own master."

Lu Jiu looked at death as if he were at home, and said with an awe-inspiring expression.

I can't say who is right and who is wrong, the matter of seizing the heir, it has been like this since ancient times, the prince who is a prince, and the thief who is a loser.

"Poor Dao understands, but it's a pity that it's ......"

The national teacher sighed twice more, and said to the sword god on the side: "Brother Wang, how about letting Yu Poor Dao?" ”

The sword god didn't speak, just nodded indifferently.

But at this moment, a clear voice came into the ears of the two:

"Why bother, just go up together."

As soon as these words came out, the entire Jiangxin Island suddenly fell into a deathly silence!

The two of them, Monk Wuzheng and Lu Jiu, looked at the heroic young swordsman beside them in amazement, almost thinking that they had heard it wrong!

He actually wanted to challenge two grandmasters at the same time with his own strength!

The evil sword's eyebrows furrowed deeply, he thought that he was arrogant and arrogant enough, but compared to this young swordsman, what was it?!

Even the Grandmaster didn't look at it, and he had to deal with the two of them together!

I'm afraid that even if it is a living Buddha and a demon queen, I will never dare to do this!

Why did he speak so loudly!

After being silent for a long time, the national teacher suddenly smiled faintly and said:

"There is a saying that heroes have been young since ancient times, and when they see it today, they are worthy of their reputation."

"Poor Dao makes you make three moves, and after three moves, life and death are at your own risk."

Hearing this, everyone present was in their hearts!

Everyone understands that this kind and kind national teacher is angry.

Also, after all, he is a grandmaster-level figure, and he is a national teacher, even if he is a prince and nobleman, he must be respectful to him, not to mention ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

Now, just a young swordsman dares to be so arrogant that he wants to challenge him and the sword god together!

How do you make him swallow that?

"You're going to give me three moves?"

Mo Li looked strange and said, "Are you sure?" ”

"What, do you regret it?"

The national teacher smiled, his eyes were cold, and said, "However, you just regret it, and it's too late at this moment." ”

There are some things that have been said, and there is a price to pay.

"Regrets?"

Mo Li smiled and said, "Okay, no one has let me for a long time, I just hope you don't regret it." ”

He drew his sword and stabbed it straight ahead.

Shout!

The sword light broke through the sky, and it was inconspicuous at first, but as it got closer and closer to the national teacher, the sword light became faster and faster, so fast that it was like a meteor!

Such swordsmanship!

The national teacher's expression changed, and he hurriedly raised his hand to deal with it!

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