"What about me?"

Nie Cangzhou's eyes were full of starlight, and while wiping the saliva from the corners of his mouth, he was also looking forward to his own teleportation, but he was destined to be disappointed.

"Didn't you think you were wrong?"

Shen Changsheng saw Nie Cangzhou sitting cross-legged again, thinking that he had realized his mistake, who would have thought that he had been chanting 'sword practice' all the time, like a crazy demon.

Bailu Mountain, mountainside pavilion.

The autumn breeze accompanied by the warmth of the afternoon sun, over the snow-like white dew, evenly brushed the hair of a dog and a ball, and the white and black balls curled among the flying maple leaves, emitting a subtle dream.

Walking through the cobblestone path among the flowers, smelling the intoxicating sweetness that permeated the fragrant buds, the delicate young man clenched the 'earthly' in his hand, smoothed out the non-existent folds of the blue clothes of the true disciples, nervously walked into the pavilion, and did not hesitate to bow down at the feet of the young man in blue, and kowtowed three times.

The wind blew through the blue clothes and sideburns, Su Qi never looked back, and his voice was colder than the cold wind in late autumn: "Say, this month, he has looked for you several times, and what did he say to you?" ”

Nameless Tongmeng Khan exited the pavilion and stood at the entrance waiting, the two of them stared at each other from time to time, unable to guess the logic of Su Gongzi's behavior at all.

"You can hide it from Qinghan, you can hide it from the sect master, but you can't hide it from me."

Bright red blood mixed with cold sweat dripped down, and the 'earthly' never came out of the sheath after all.

"Sage, the disciple can say, but you must promise me not to kill the master."

Feng Yuanchen stared at the sword in his hand, not daring to look at the Su Immortal Sage.

"There is only one elder in the Xingchen Sect, and the responsibility he shoulders is too heavy, whether it is to monitor the forces of the human world or to deter hostile immortal sects, the master has done his best, and he has not dared to slack off, but immortals also have limits, and the master has no choice but to create the 'Xingchen Sword Sect'."

Su Qi turned his back to Feng Fuchen, his eyes were terrifyingly bright, and he walked in the Dust Sword Sect, sealed the dust, and walked in seclusion...... The clues are strung together, and the old man Jianfeng left the spark in the horror-themed script "Senior Brother is Dead, but He Knocked on My Door", and finally has an answer.

"I left the fire, that is my only light, hoping to grow up in the cradle, and no longer carry the bag of sin, and lo and behold, the fog goes up the mountain, and my brother is dead, but there is a knock on my door, tick-tock...... My heart saw my brother's face, just like those easy years. ”

"He has to choose whether he lives or dies."

Su Qi's answer made Feng Yuanchen excited, and he kowtowed three more times excitedly, his forehead was blurred, and his face was broken.

"Restore your good face, go back to practice, a good sword is not afraid of grinding, and the same is true of the way of the sword, the sword is divided into life and death, worthy of the law of tranquility, and understand the strength of both sides before you can decide whether to fight or flee."

Feng Fuchen has an understanding, cross-knee healing, but also scrutinizing the words of the saint, the sword brews from the heart, the spirit of the sky rushes, the tip of the nose lingers with the fragrance of white dew flowers, and the ears echo the words of the saint almost Tao.

A sudden bark made him feel brighter.

The Tao can be the way, the very way, the sword can be the sword, the very sword.

"I realized, in the past, I only understood the layer of 'drawing the sword and looking around at a loss', but I didn't know that the sword explained by the sage is no longer the sword in the hand, but the sword in the heart, 'the heart has a sharp sword that can shake the sky', and the sword of the heart is unknowable and unpredictable."

Feng Fuchen's forehead was dripping with blood, but he laughed alone in the gazebo: "Unpredictable, the enemy has concerns, there are concerns, the odds are mine, I see, I understand!" ”

When the seal was awakened by the autumn wind, it was already late at night, and the bright starry sky reflected the solid back of the young man, and the 'earthly world' resonated with the atrium.

"It's really done!"

The boy took a firm step, wearing the stars and the moon, and returned to Mujian Square along the cobblestone path.

Shen Changsheng was silently relieved to see him come back, if he also had a problem, the Dust Sect would definitely not be spared, and the number of True Transmission disciples would be reduced from six to two at that time.

Nie Cangzhou's eyes lit up and he ran over and shouted, "How is it, what did the sage say, did he agree to accept you as a disciple?" ”

Feng Yuanchen brushed his smooth forehead, and looked at Nie Cangzhou's gaze with a slightly complicated look: "Are you standing outside the door, or have you reached a higher level than me?" ”

Originally, he planned to inform everyone of his understanding, but the moment he saw Nie Cangzhou, he suddenly realized that the words of the sage were not the words of one family, and that people were different and their paths were different.

Shen Changsheng on the side was numb when he heard this, and immediately sat down cross-legged, no longer paying attention to external affairs, and only wanted to understand the Fa.

When Chen Fan stood in Mujian Square, he only felt that the wind was a little noisy, whether the adults had forgotten him, but he had already calculated for Elder Qinghan: "Although this trip is dangerous, it is unharmed." ”

"Master Su, I know the way, why don't I go first?"

"No, just keep up."

Bidding farewell to the Sword Sect, Nameless originally wanted to rely on the power of the Immortal King to not be thrown off, but as soon as he learned the ink dye of the clouds and the moon, he flew out with the dog owner who grabbed the dog's ears.

Nameless and the Menghan were stupid, and couldn't believe how fast a half-fairy dog could fly.

"Chase!"

The two fairy kings almost desperately tried their best to see the bald dog's tail, and in front of them there was a white haired ball flying leisurely, swaying left and right, sometimes allowing in the white clouds, smashing one after another formed clouds, sometimes rolling in front of their eyes, staring at the two people who had become tired of dogs curiously, as if they were a little puzzled about why the flight for enjoyment made the two so hideous.

The big black dog, who had been aggrieved for three days, was now flying wildly like joy, so excited that he was scurrying, if it weren't for Su Qi pulling the dog's ears to control the direction, I'm afraid I don't know how many weird fairy mountains I would have crossed at this time.

Facing a strange place this time, Su Qi was indeed in a bit of a hurry, but in the case of Senior Brother Qinghan's unknown safety, no matter whether the danger was fatal or not, it no longer mattered whether the ancient tomb existed or not.

Even if it is the ancient tomb of the Immortal Emperor and the entrance to the Immortal Mountain, Su Qi will only break through hard, the big deal is to dance with the blood abyss and the weirdness, and turn into a demon boy to blow up the trap!

Although the Purple Mansion was sealed, and the items in it could not be taken out, but in the midst of the turmoil of the sea of blood, the connection between Su Qi and the blood abyss was still there, and the blood armor divine body and mental method taught to him by Sister Weiyang could still be used, and it was a big deal to become a three-year-old demon boy to see who was more like weird.

"Senior brother, you must hold on."

Lightly hold the sky and the sword, the rivers and mountains are overlooking the dawn and the clouds are extinguished, the three-foot green peak is smiling in the sky, and the ambition is also flying.

With the blessing of the clouds and the moon, the stars and the moon traveled overnight, and finally arrived at Mingyue Bay.

The sun shines on the barren mountains and produces purple smoke, and the smoke and sun reflect like the moon bend.

"It's not good, there is a half-step great master trapped here built by relying on the right time and place!"

"This seems to be the legendary 'mortal world'!"

Su Qizhen didn't expect that it would be found thousands of times in the crowd, and it was difficult to find it in the 'mortal world' in the previous life, but suddenly looking back, it happened to happen in this life.

The big black dog shrank into a small black dog, and fell into the clear lake with Su Qi, making waves.

Nameless, sweaty, and stupid, they were all repaired to the end and fell into Mingyue Bay.