Seeing that he was about to make a move, the Immortal Sect disciple sneered and waved his hand to collect all the sundries.

Only the book was left in half.

His eyes shone with a cold light, and he saw through the book in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, a spell, a huge cyan orb, enveloped the entire colored cloud.

Immediately after that, another pinch, countless winds bloomed, rolling towards the Lingyun Sword.

This is not over, he said a few words silently in his mouth at the same time, and a huge blue law body was condensed on his body, which was ten zhang high!

Finally, a few clicks of the volley were clicked in the air, and a few tinkling sounds were heard, and there were small pieces of starlight blooming, like countless fireflies, spreading in all directions.

It forms an even larger light mask, covering a radius of light and shimmering bright spots.

"The disciple of the Immortal Sect is really powerful...... "Lingyun Sword has just performed a style of swordsmanship, condensing a powerful sword light.

As a result, the disciples of the Immortal Sect acted in the backhand, and they actually fired four sets of spells in a row!

has both offense and defense, as well as the Law Body, and even creates an enchantment to block his retreat.

"It's so strong......" Ling Yunjian didn't expect the other party to suppress him with just his fast spell casting speed.

You know, the real power of the disciples of the Immortal Sect is useless!

Like what sect bestows magic weapons, the secret techniques of the Immortal Sect, and the high-level supernatural powers that can be specially cultivated by foreign parties...... These are all the advantages of the disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Ling Yun Jian was anxious for a while, but the swordsmanship was out and he could cope with it.

Seeing them fighting, Yan Nu looked back as he shifted down the mountain.

Although he didn't know why the two monks didn't expose him, he happened to continue to watch.

"It turns out that all people like me have to be reported to the Immortal Sect for disposal?"

"Shen Wuwu and Blue Bird are all self-asserted......"

"That pomegranate real person, once said that the merit of killing me is immeasurable, combined with this law, so the Immortal Sect wants to monopolize all the merits and anti-heaven strange things?"

"Immortal Sect is so domineering, others want to collect the corpses of friends, don't you let them......"

Yan Nu frowned, and couldn't help but be indignant.

He wants to find Ah Weng, he wants to see people in life and corpses in death, because Ah Weng always says that fallen leaves return to their roots.

The most humble words that Ah Weng once said were: "People live a breath, but now I don't even have the heart to live, I just hope to have a handful of soil." ”

Yan Nu knew that no matter how difficult life was, the bottom line of ordinary people like Ah Weng was just to hope that someone would collect his body.

This seems to be the final meaning of being a 'person' who has lived once.

Bluebird wasn't a good bird, but he made a good friend.

Ling Yunjian did not hesitate to fight with the people of the Immortal Sect for the sake of a corpse, not to mention anything else, he was sincere to his friends.

Yan Nu looked at it with the most simple heart, and felt that the Immortal Sect was too deceitful.

However, Yan Nu didn't plan to make a move, on the one hand, he only saw one-sided, who knows if once he was exposed, would this group of people join forces to kill him?

On the other hand, Lingyun Sword's strength is very strong, not counting the strength of the sky, he is much stronger than Shen Wuwu, and it is estimated that there is a way to escape.

In comparison, Yan Nu is now more worried about his sister and the old ghost.

"The disciple of the Immortal Sect obviously searched the valley, collected all kinds of corpses and relics, and threatened to bring them all back to the sect."

"He flew all the way, but he didn't find his sister and the old ghost? Are they hiding? ”

Yan Nu walked down the mountain quickly, looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, and the streams and springs were criss-crossed, this was already another mountain.

In order to chase Shen Invisible, he flew out of twenty miles.

Yan Nu guessed that her sister should use the art of water to chase her along the river.

And the river trend is complicated, it is not a straight line, and then the disciple of the Immortal Sect flew straight and did not notice it.

Yan Nu jumped up and down, and without his ability, with his initial physical fitness, he ran through the mountains and forests.

Soon, he was on the edge of the barrier.

He touched the enchantment, and sure enough, he couldn't get by, so he could only wait for the Lingyun Sword to break the enchantment.

Yan Nu looked left and right, and suddenly thought of the book, and a page fell to this mountain forest.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect came for the strange thing, and called the book a strange thing.

The book is mediocre, it has been torn in half, and the other party can still see the rebellion, so what about the extra page that flew out?

Thinking of this, Yan Nu immediately searched in the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, the sky shouted: "Who is hiding his head and covering his tail in my realm, when my heavenly eyes can't see it!" ”

The disciples of the Immortal Sect were fighting, and it seemed that they had found another person in the enchantment.

Yan Nu turned around and looked up, and sure enough, an ordinary Taoist, dressed plainly, appeared in the sky.

He sat on a small purple cloud less than a foot wide with a whisk in his hand.

The tone was indifferent, but the voice spread throughout the audience.

"Leave traces all over the world, drift to the South Pole to make my name. Straight up to the nine days to cultivate my way, purple dust and white cranes come to greet me. ”

"Poor Dao Zichen, a casual cultivation, I have seen all the masters."

Although Yan Nu doesn't understand poetry very well, he is from all over the world and Antarctica, and he only thinks that this person is so chic and has been to so many places...... I've never seen the sea in my life.

The disciple of the Immortal Sect said coldly: "You and I have the same realm, and we should not be called superior...... What happened last night has something to do with you? ”

The purple dust scattered man waved the dust and said: "Daoist friends have misunderstood, poor Dao is just a small scattered person, no door and no faction, never nosy. ”

"There is only one bosom friend in my life, and I see all the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth together."

The disciple of the Immortal Sect asked, "Why are you here, enveloped by my enchantment?" You approached me incognito, and said that last night had nothing to do with you? ”

Zichen Sanren sighed: "I really misunderstood. ”

"The reason why Poor Dao is here is that I am the only bosom friend in my life, and I died tragically at the hands of Shen Wu."

"Between the world and the world, I am left alone. Poor Dao swore revenge, but he fought several times, but he was not his opponent. ”

"Today, I know that he is out of the mountain, and he follows all the way. But the poor road flew slowly, and when he got here, he only saw two of them. ”

"It's not a secret, Poor Dao saw that your Immortal Sect was doing something, and he didn't want to get involved, so he just listened to the conversation between the two masters incognito......"

"I am sure that Shen Wuwu is dead, and Poor Dao has long wanted to leave, but if the master sets up this enchantment, it will be difficult for me to get out."

The disciple of the Immortal Sect said unrelentingly: "You are hidden and secret, who knows if what you said is true or false?" ”

"You have a lot in your ears, show it to me!"

Zichen frowned and sighed frequently: "Does it have to be like this?" ”

The disciple of the Immortal Sect sacrificed a ruler and said solemnly: "If you don't want to, follow me up the mountain and hand it over to my master Yuhe Zhenren." ”

Zichen took out a jade flute from his arms, and said helplessly: "Poor Dao doesn't want to get involved in anything, now that the revenge has been avenged, his wish has been fulfilled, and he just wants to visit the Eight Desolations......"

"You let me go, why bother me."

The disciple of the Immortal Sect shouted: "If I don't embarrass you, everything is just the task of the master!" ”

After speaking, he made a decisive move and threw out the ruler, and in an instant, the ruler was as huge as a huge mountain, and it blasted towards Zichen with blue light.

At the same time, he was still fighting with Lingyun Sword, and all kinds of spells were frequent, with one against two, he was still suppressing the latter, and he was at ease.

Faced with the roar of the magic weapon, Zichen immediately blew the jade flute, and a melodious tune spread.

A purple sound wave appeared in the air and condensed into a substance, shaped like a flute, parrying the giant cyan ruler.

When the voice reached Yan Nu's ears, he didn't feel any power, but felt very moving.

"Is this a? That's so nice......" Yan Nu smiled, and was pleasantly surprised.

Since he was a child, apart from listening to some wild songs and beating some wooden sticks in the village, where has he heard any exquisite music?

The sound of the jade flute scattered by the purple dust is ethereal and free, the tune is leisurely, Yan Nu doesn't know how to appreciate it, and he can't say why, so he thinks it's very good.

At this moment, the heavenly gods were fighting, and he was listening to music so much at the bottom of the mountain that he forgot to find 'a page'.

Zichen was blowing while sitting on the head of the clouds, dodging the spells that followed.

But it seems that he has more than enough self-preservation, and the means of attack are insufficient.

"Purple dust Daoyou, if you want to go, I want to go too, you and I work together to break this enchantment!" Lingyun Sword suddenly swelled with sword light, swinging out a lot of wind and thunder, bombarding the enchantment.

Seeing this, Zichen suddenly changed the style of the song, and the sound of the flute was desolate and grand!

It is like a vast picture scroll of mountains and rivers, showing in front of you, giving people a sense of majestic shock and reverberation.

At the same time, great power was blessed on the Lingyun Sword's moves, and the barrier was broken in an instant.

Countless starlight escapes and disappears.

"Good!" Lingyun Jian didn't expect that this purple dust scattered people, although the attack was insufficient, but the auxiliary spells were very powerful, and directly made his swordsmanship nearly ten times stronger!

"Fellow Daoist, you and I go our separate ways! See you again in the future! ”

Lingyun Sword said goodbye to Zichen and flew towards the east.

The purple dust pulled the cloud head and flew towards the west.

However, they didn't fly far before they were stopped by the glow that appeared in their respective directions.

In the glow, there are still people who show their figures.

"What!" Ling Yunjian's face changed drastically, and he recognized that the Xiaguang style that stopped him was the Lushan Immortal Sect.

"The white water head in front of the five old peaks, the blue dragon pond is quiet. Ancient trees thousand-year-old spiritual fruits, pure yang three drunk fairy caves! ”

In the glow, a woman walked out, wearing a green emerald cigarette shirt, with a white hosta on her head, and her flower and moon appearance were like hibiscus out of the water.

However, if it was just like that, Ling Yun Jian would not be in a hurry.

Lushan is the last in the Immortal Sect, he even beat the Taihang Immortal Sect, do you care about this? Just run away, and hide and do penance in the future.

However, this woman showed a circle of spiritual light on the back of her head, shining brightly and eye-catching, like a wheel.

"Mighty!" Ling Yunjian was shocked and silent.

On the other side, Zichen's face was also bitter: "Is it the golden body stage...... What's going on here, it really doesn't matter to me......"

It turned out that in the glow that stopped him in the west, there was also a monk walking out, carrying a sword, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a circle of spiritual light behind his head.

"The Three Gorges of Emei Valley, the world is full of difficulties. There is no cave in ancient times, and a peak and two locks are idle. ”

This is the poem recited by the monks of the Emei Immortal Sect on behalf of the teacher.

Yan Nu was at the bottom of the mountain, looking up at his neck, his eyes wide, this was the first time he had seen a monk in the Dao realm.

He always heard Shen Leling say how powerful the Dao Realm was, but Shen Leling couldn't tell what was going on in the Dao Realm, but he just mentioned it often.

It is said that after the four stages of quenching the body, the subtlety, the divine sense, and the calamity, it is the realm of attaining the Dao. It seems that between the period of calamity and the realm of attainment, there is a layer of great transformation.

At this moment, Yan Nu only heard a few words, and only then did he know that the original Dao Realm was also divided into several periods, and the Golden Body Period seemed to be the first small realm of the Dao Realm.

And this kind of aura behind the head is the characteristic that can only be revealed during the golden body stage of the Dao realm.

"There are two of them in one go?"

Yan Nu felt strange: "Hu Man is also against the sky, why don't they care?" I did this last night, and so many masters came? ”

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