The battles in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, especially the battles between the Great Cultivators and the Lower Cultivators, were so simple and rude most of the time.

A person who seems to be insurmountable in his eyes may be pinched to death by someone with a finger in the next moment, which is also the charm of cultivation.

The mountains are uplifted, and the climb is endless.

Shen Yu watched this scene silently, and then shifted his gaze to the man who was now walking sideways in the field.

The reason why I came to watch it on purpose was not to see the results, but to see the middle-aged man's gun path cultivation.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yu did not see from his gunshot the rumored brutality of the slaughter of 100,000 people and monks.

The gun is mighty and bright.

From Shen Yu's point of view, it is also necessary to praise the wonderful use of the innate Dao body, the three thousand avenues, any one can be comprehended at will, and at this time, the gun has been used in this middle-aged man's body to an extremely terrifying realm.

"It's a pity."

Shen Yu said suddenly.

Aoyama was confused and asked, "What?" ”

Shen Yu didn't answer, just looked at the sky and frowned slightly.

He had already deduced certain things clearly during his time in the village.

For example, the female sword immortal of Broken Blade Mountain will send someone to hunt him down, and may even come in person.

It's just that she didn't come.

So where did she go?

Shen Yu suddenly wished that the flying sword could fly faster.

...

A flying sword galloped above the clouds.

The small mountain village is far away from the Dao Sect across a continent, and at such a distance, it is difficult for even the Yin God of the Fugue Realm to have such a speed, let alone the flying sword to pass on the book.

All this is thanks to Shen Yu's majestic Dao intent and unparalleled control.

The main thing, of course, is that the sword is highly spiritual.

Wooden sword Jingqing.

was brought out of the Sky Cliff by Shen Yu, and was once left by a strong man after his ascension.

The wooden sword crossed from the East China Sea, setting off waves of qi, and then flew over the 100,000 mountains and came to the front of the glorious gate.

The wooden sword slammed into the ground, emitting a sword roar.

Almost instantaneously.

A thin Taoist appeared in front of the door, tucked the wooden sword back into his sleeve, and then disappeared in place.

Abyss Temple, Flying Peak.

A half-human, snow-white civet was playing with an old dog in a clearing in front of the bamboo forest.

A gentle girl in a long green dress watered the spiritual grass.

The sun is just right, and the breeze is gentle.

The gentle-faced scholar sat on a stone chair on the top of the mountain, holding a scroll in one hand, with a breeze and a Buddha face, floating out of the dust.

This scholar, who is not outstanding in appearance, has been sitting here for many years, and he was tired of it for a while, and then he traveled out of the Taoist sect, enjoyed the secret realm of mountains and rivers, saw all over the world, watched the joys and sorrows of the world with a cold eye, did some things, and when he came back, he never moved the mind of going out of the mountain again.

Because the world is too boring.

This is what he thinks.

So when I returned to the Taoist sect, I didn't have any other interest, I watered flowers and read books every day, and I felt that my life was very fulfilling.

Some people in the world tend to confuse the words indifference and ruthlessness, but this is not the case.

The ruthless are not necessarily indifferent, and the indifferent are not necessarily ruthless.

With a slight cracking sound came.

The Elder of the Yuan Temple, Dao Fan, appeared on the top of the mountain.

There was a slight ripple in the air, and a brief conversation between the two was heard.

Su Mo held the sword, and a divine thought was transmitted to his heart.

"How?"

After a moment of silence, Dao Fan Zhenren habitually narrowed his eyes and asked.

"The little junior brother has a cold temperament, if it weren't for the urgency of the matter, it wouldn't be like this."

The gentle man in the white robe thought for a while and said, "What's more, it is also related to Yang Liu, so the Yang family in Dongzu Prefecture should also go there." ”

Dao Fan Zhenren's face was calm, his voice was a little cold, and he said lightly: "Broken Blade Mountain has become more and more rampant in recent days. ”

The belief conveyed in that wooden sword is very concise and to the point, and it only explains the current situation of the Yang family.

But what kind of skill the Dao Sect is, as long as he thinks about it, he will naturally be able to clearly understand what happened in Qianliu City in Dongzu Prefecture dozens of days ago.

"The little junior brother has been out for a lot of big things these days."

Su Mo looked at the sky, smiled slightly, and said, "I heard that the female sword fairy made three swords, I don't know how the little junior brother is now." ”

Dao Fan Zhenren said directly: "I'll go." ”

Su Mo shook his head.

Dao Fan Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and wondered: "Why? ”

As the Great Elder of the Yuan Temple and the peak powerhouse of the Tribulation Realm in the Upper Three Realms, he has never had the majesty and aura comparable to him in the Dao Sect, but he has inexplicable trust and respect for Su Mo on weekdays.

There were even Dao Sect people who secretly laughed and said that Fan Zhenren was a gatekeeper of the Yuan Temple, and he was blind to the cultivation realm, and the latter was not annoyed at all when he heard it.

It's just that maybe the face that doesn't smile on weekdays is too rigid and hides too many things, so no one knows what the emotions are inside.

"Zhang Zhi has been mysteriously missing for a year, and he has not returned yet, so he should be dead."

Su Mo was silent for a while, and said, "I'm not very worried about the Qinglu Palace, so I need to trouble you to keep an eye on the meeting." ”

The two sentences obviously had no connection, but Dao Fanzhen's face gradually became solemn.

The entire Taoist sect knew that Zhang Zhi had a grudge against Shen Yu.

At the beginning, Shen Yu left with his front foot, and Zhang Zhi was in retreat at Forget Peak with his back foot, although it was extremely secretive, but if he carefully investigated afterwards, there would still be some clues.

Shen Yu is still alive now, but Zhang Zhi is dead.

And the interesting thing is that Xun Ju, the hall master of the Qing Law Palace, as a powerful cultivator with unfathomable strength, did not have the slightest wave.

The quieter it is, the more scary it is.

God knows what will be done.

Dao Fan Zhenren whispered: "That..."

Su Mo got up and patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, let me go." ”

Daofan Zhenren bent down slightly and said, "That woman sword fairy has a withdrawn temperament, her realm is acceptable, and she is a domineering woman. ”

"When I was traveling far away, my master gave me two things, and now it seems that they can also come in handy."

Su Mo returned to the house and said softly: "And the master said that it is a matter of course to be a senior brother and take care of a junior brother." ”