Li Daoxuan handed the mud pill to the master.

Zhang Qianyang had some research on Dandao, and after careful inspection, he found that he was ...... Completely incomprehensible.

No matter how you look at it, it's all a pile of stinky mud.

He couldn't help but think to himself, if only the old monk hadn't left, he might be able to see the things in this Buddhist sect.

"The Dragon Descending Arhat is the head of the five hundred Arhats, and he has already achieved the immortal body of the Buddha's bones, and the mud on his body must be a treasure of heaven and earth, and these smells are just the surface."

Zhang Qianyang said while covering his nose.

Then he sent the Luohan mud pill to Xu Qingxuan's mouth, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Xu Qingxuan lay there quietly, with a pale face and gray hair, and he didn't look like there was any change.

"Didn't it work?"

Zhang Qianyang was a little disappointed in his heart.

"No, Master, Xu Jianxian seems to be breathing!"

Li Daoxuan shouted excitedly, only to see Xu Qingxuan's beard fluttering slightly, and his breath was like nothing.

Gradually, Xu Qingxuan's breathing became steady and powerful, and his face became more and more ruddy.

His brow furrowed, as if in pain.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, sat up, spat out a lot of black filth, and shouted, "It stinks me!" ”

Li Daoxuan and Master glanced at each other, and they were both overjoyed.

After Xu Qingxuan spit out the filth, the injuries on his body began to recover rapidly, and the folds on his skin disappeared, even the sword wound that pierced his heart slowly disappeared.

What's even more amazing is that his white hair has gradually turned black, and the spirit of the whole person has improved a lot at once, as if he is dozens of years younger, and he is almost like two people before.

Xu Qingxuan's eyes were still in a trance, and he muttered, "I'm not already ...... Dead? ”

Zhang Qianyang laughed and said, "Sword madman, you have to thank my apprentice, if he hadn't fed you the elixir, you would have really died!" ”

Panacea?

Xu Qingxuan felt the smell in his mouth, what kind of pill, would it be so stinky?

He shook his head and hurriedly asked, "What about the evil dragon?" Have you already entered the Ganjiang River? ”

Thinking of this, a trace of sword intent flashed in his eyes, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the natal flying sword Qingli appeared in his hand, and the sword aura was clear, and he rose into the sky.

"I'm going to kill it!"

Zhang Qianyang hurriedly grabbed him and said, "The dragon is dead, and it was killed by my apprentice, look at it, the corpse is sinking under the West River!" ”

Xu Qingxuan looked at Li Daoxuan incredulously, the Jiaolong who broke through the Yang God Realm and failed to defeat was killed by him?

Li Daoxuan smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Luck, luck." ”

……

A moment later.

Zhang Qianyang told him all the causes and consequences, Xu Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and then bowed deeply to Li Daoxuan.

"Xu Jianxian, you are-"

"Li Daoyou killed the evil dragon and saved the poor road, this great grace, the poor road is unforgettable, if there is an order in the future, even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, he will also draw his sword to help!"

When he said this, an astonishing sword aura rippled on his body, and he would rather bend than bend, sharp to sharp, vast and masculine!

This is a commitment from a sword cultivator.

His voice was also more confident, with a sky-high pride, which was the confidence brought by ascending to the realm of the Yang God.

Boom!

Touched by his sword intent, Wan Qian Divine Sword cheered, flew out of Li Daoxuan's hand, and came to his side.

Obviously, Wan Qian Divine Sword recognized him, no longer because of his Heavenly Master bloodline, but because he was Xu Qingxuan.

Xu Qingxuan held the Ten Thousand Divine Sword, and the star fighting cloud pattern on the sword body bloomed with brilliant light, echoing Zhou Tian Xingchen from afar.

A brilliant sword intent rushed straight into the sky, to the sun and the eight demon kings all retreated, and the gods and Buddhas of the nine heavens were shocked.

"Rather take in the straight, don't seek in the song. Kill all the injustices, and take care of the king and the marquis! ”

Xu Qingxuan held the Ten Thousand Divine Sword and said to Li Daoxuan: "Little friend, be optimistic, this is the sword intent that I realized after stepping into the Yang God Realm, so I will call it ...... It's not fair. ”

The sword intent is uneven, take rather bend than bend, and kill the demon for the people, although he dies nine times without regret!

A stunning sword light slashed towards the sea of stars, as if it was about to split the sky in half, the god was majestic and majestic, leaving an indestructible sword mark in the starry sky.

Li Daoxuan looked at this sword and had an epiphany.

After obtaining Lu Dongbin's sword intent inheritance, his talent in sword dao has increased tremendously, and at this moment, just by looking at the uneven sword intent, he realized many mysteries.

A wisp of sword intent also appeared on his body, although he was still a little immature, but he already had a bit of appearance, and his edge was beginning to appear.

Xu Qingxuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that Li Daoxuan would realize a bit of the mystery of the uneven sword intent after just one glance.

This kendo talent......

He glared at Zhang Qianyang, and said with some envy: "It's really a natural sword fairy embryo, why did you enter your Dragon and Tiger Mountain?" ”

Zhang Qianyang smiled proudly and said: "Hehe, it's useless to be envious, who called him my disciple, besides, we also have swordsmanship in Longhu Mountain, but we are not weaker than your Wanshou Palace!" ”

Li Daoxuan came back to his senses and realized that he had been standing for an hour.

He sighed: "Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried. Show the king today, who has injustice. What an uneven sword intent! ”

Zhang Qianyang said with a smile: "This guy's sword has been sharpened for more than ten years. ”

Xu Qingxuan tasted this poem, clapped his hands and praised: "Good poem, good one to show the monarch today, who has injustice!" ”

He looked at his own reflection in the river, with black hair and black eyebrows, just like before.

"Jiaolong is dead, I don't plan to stay in the Wanshou Palace anymore."

Zhang Qianyang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where are you going to go?" ”

Xu Qingxuan raised his head, his gaze was like a sword out of its sheath.

"That is, into the Yang God, I want to use the name of the unfair Taoist, and then go to the world, those demons that can't be killed back then, let them wait for a long time."

Zhang Qianyang scolded with a smile: "You sword maniac, you just stepped into the Yang God, and you have to fight again?" Those demons are really pitiful, a sword maniac died, and another unfair person came. ”

Xu Qingxuan laughed and said, "Of course, in addition to killing demons, I will also search all over the world, choose a good apprentice, and teach him swordsmanship, Zhang Qianyang, do you dare to make another bet with me?" ”

"What bet?"

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, it will take ten years, ten years later, let's return to this Longyou County and let the apprentices compete with swords."

After a pause, Xu Qingxuan emphasized: "Of course, both sides can only use swordsmanship, and Li Xiaoyou's messy magic powers can't be used." ”

If this was not added, Xu Qingxuan would not have made a bet with Zhang Qianyang even if he was killed.

Zhang Qianyang said with a smile: "Just bet on this Ten Thousand Divine Sword, if you lose, give this sword to my apprentice." ”

He glanced at his apprentice, and he had already seen the apprentice's love and reluctance for the Ten Thousand Divine Sword.

Xu Qingxuan said with a smile: "Okay, you old guy, it turns out that I have long been worried about the divine sword of my Wanshou Palace, okay, if I lose, I will send the divine sword to Li Xiaoyou, if you lose, then leave the Taiyi Tiangang sword technique, how about it?" ”

Zhang Qianyang sneered: "Afraid of you? Bet! ”

The two stretched out their hands and patted them, making a ten-year appointment, and then looked at each other and laughed.

Xu Qingxuan threw a token to Li Daoxuan and said, "Li Xiaoyou, if you are in danger in the future, crush this token, and the poor Dao will come to help." ”

With that, he waved his hand, turned into a sword light, and floated away under the moon, his last words echoing in the air.

"Kill all the injustices, and then be a peacemaker. Two Taoist friends, the unfair Taoist has said goodbye, and we will see you in Xihe in ten years! ”

Zhang Qianyang looked at the back of his old friend, full of emotion, and was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Coming back from the dead, old friends are almost reborn, Zhang Qianyang believes that the name of the unjust Taoist will resound in Kyushu sooner or later, so that the demons in the world can feel the edge of sword cultivation!

……

Night.

Li Daoxuan and Master meditated separately.

There were so many things that happened tonight that he was a little overwhelmed, and now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief and take a look at the rewards of the Demon Wandering Heavenly Book.

What he cares about most is the reward after slaying the dragon.

"In January of the second year of Zhenguan, he killed the xenomorph Jiaolong at the mouth of the West River and received a reward - [Green Dragon Enters the Life]!"

Add more for the white-clothed storyteller, I promised him in the group before, and when I can't get busy, I'll add a chapter for him, and today I finally fulfilled my promise~

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