The appearance of Xun Yijian indicates that all this is an oolong incident, and everyone thinks too much.

Shentu City has no dissenting intentions at all, and they are on the order of King Jing to come to trap the four-pupiled spirit fox, but the person who caught the spirit fox is not him, but Xun Yijian.

Xun Yijian is a sword immortal.

Dealing with a brute is not simple.

Zhao Jun shook his head with a wry smile, said hello to everyone, and left quickly.

Since this matter is an oolong, then he has to tell the other sects about this good thing as soon as possible.

The enchantment was opened a year in advance, and the demon beast came out, which was a lot of wealth.

"Cui Ru, do you still have the face to come back?"

Chu Ling'er is a little fan of Xun Yijian, but before she could say a word to her idol, she saw the young blind man standing behind Xun Yijian, who was Cui Ru who came from the capital of Xishu with Xun Yijian.

I haven't seen him for a long time, and Cui Ru has not changed much.

He was still dressed in black, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, and his eyes were covered with black satin two fingers wide.

On the same day, Cui Ru said goodbye without saying goodbye, which made Chu Ling'er, the senior sister, very angry!

Jiang Yang is nothing, he understands his second apprentice very well.

After all, he had been suppressed for so long before, and he was blinded by Emperor Xishu's broken legs...... It's not easy to learn to be famous, and there's nothing wrong with rushing to get revenge.

Chu Ling'er came to Cui Ru with a fierce attitude, crossed her waist with one hand, poked Cui Ru's heart with the other, and said word by word:

"You-yet-dare-back-come?"

Cui Ru was not shocked, and said, "Cui Ru has worried my senior sister." ”

After that, Cui Ru left directly, ignoring the angry Chu Ling'er.

Instead, he walked up to Jiang Yang, knelt down respectfully, lifted the front swing, and kowtowed firmly: "Unscrupulous people, Cui Ru, bow to the teacher!" ”

Cui Ru has never been sorry for anyone in his life, but he is sorry for the teacher in front of him.

His mentor taught him and made him a master of kendo for a time.

But he took advantage of his teacher's outings and said goodbye without saying goodbye.

It is indeed an unfilial thing to do.

"Master, let him kneel and reflect on it." Chu Ling'er frowned beside her, eager to step forward and kick Cui Ru to relieve her hatred.

Jiang Yang just rubbed his forehead helplessly, and helped Cui Ru, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet, ignoring Chu Ling'er's words.

Chu Ling'er hurriedly said: "Master..."

Jiang Yang waved his hand, and when Chu Ling'er saw this, the words returned to his stomach.

Under the gaze of everyone, the master and apprentice left the backyard one after the other and went to the back mountain to talk.

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The mountain behind Qingyuan Mountain has beautiful scenery and lush vegetation.

With Jiang Yang, who was wearing a Taoist robe, set foot here.

The riverside, which was still full of frogs, suddenly became silent.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at this "human-faced beast-hearted" little Taoist priest in the dark, who had killed their brothers and sisters, parents, clan elders, uncles and aunts......

Jiang Yang found a clean big bluestone and sat down, also called Cui Ru to sit.

Cui Ru held the bamboo pole in his hand and shook his head, just willing to stand and listen to the lesson.

"I heard that you broke into the Xishu Imperial Palace alone, and more than a thousand forbidden troops were defeated, and finally lost a move and succumbed to the sword immortal?"

These things have been circulating in Xishu for a long time, and the front page of Shuxianmen's monthly express newspaper also published this matter, Cui Ru became famous for a while, and Qingyuanguan also got a little light together.

"It is true that more than 1,000 forbidden troops are defeated, and it is false that one move is defeated." Cui Ru said calmly.

"Oh? Let's hear it. Jiang Yang was curious.

Cui Ru sank down and looked into the distance, which was the direction of the Xishu Capital:

"On the same day, after reciting more than 100 poems written by the teacher and enlightening the Tao, the disciple felt that he could find the faint king for revenge, the Xishu Palace was a battle, the disciple made a sword, more than a thousand forbidden troops were defeated, and half of the Xuanyuan Palace fell."

"The second sword, the disciple wanted to kill the king for revenge, but he was blocked by Xun's seniors and lost in one move!"

It's not a losing move, it's a losing move!

This is the truth of the day!

"And then? Why don't you come back? Where have you been these days? ”

Cui Ru said: "After the defeat of that sunset, the apprentice originally thought that he would be treated as a rebel and thief and dragged to the vegetable market to be beheaded to show the public, but he didn't expect that Xun seniors would protect the apprentice. These days, the apprentices follow Xun seniors, sit on the top of the Xuanyuan Hall every day, listen to the national policies of hundreds of officials, and talk to Xun seniors in their spare time. ”

"Continue ....."

Cui Ru's face became more and more calm, like a pool of lake water, without the slightest wave:

"The enemy sits at the feet of the apprentice every day, and the apprentice finds that he is not a completely stupid king, at least, Xishu is okay under his governance."

"So you don't want revenge?"

"Of course not!" Cui Ru was extremely firm: "Revenge must be avenged!" ”

"It's just that the apprentice is not good at learning and art, and he failed to cross the mountain of Xun's predecessors, and with Xun's predecessors in front of the apprentices, there is no hope for the apprentices to take revenge in this life."

"That's fine." Jiang Yang stood up, "Since you are not good at learning, you will study hard in the future." ”

Cui Ru was stunned, a little unexpected: "Master doesn't blame the apprentice?" ”

"What do you blame?"

"Say goodbye without saying goodbye, disobey the teacher's orders, and cause trouble..... Anything goes. ”

Cui Ruzheng was talking, and suddenly felt a palm fall on his shoulder, and the master's slightly frivolous voice came from his ear: "I don't blame you for being a teacher, and I am even proud of you, continue to work hard......"

Jiang Yang patted Cui Ru's shoulder and left on his own.

Cui Ru was left alone in a daze, puzzled why, why was the master like this...... Why don't you blame me?

Just now, I was okay to pretend to be a master in the world, right? There's no revealing stuffing, right......

Cui Ru can be regarded as back, who will dare to bully me Jiang Xiaoyang in the future?

I told me to kill you with one shot.

Also, I have to ask Cui Ru when I have time, how did you realize this enlightenment?

Jiang Yang kept muttering in his heart as he walked.

Cui Ru can now be regarded as the highest combat power of Qingyuan Concept.

Lao Huang doesn't count...... Because he does not belong to the Qingyuan view, he is only a guest at best.

Although he can use wine to whet his appetite and let him do things for himself, this relationship is very unreliable, far less reliable than the master-apprentice relationship.

In this era, the life of the teacher is greater than the sky.

Only Cui Ru is in hand, and I have ...... in the world Hahahaha......

In addition to meeting very perverted masters, such as Lao Huang and Xun Yijian, Jiang Yang of Juxian Town can walk sideways.

Finally, if you are born of Confucianism, why is you born of Yang...... Such a powerful apprentice, how can I be a master.

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In the backyard of Qingyuanguan, Chu Linger was about to say a word to his idol Xun Yijian.

Unexpectedly, Xun Yijian ignored her directly and walked straight to the bottom of the shed.

The nose sucked in sharply, revealing a look of surprise.

He is a sword immortal, cultivating swordsmanship, and likes wine.

Of these two, he is no less than anyone else in the world.

As soon as he smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the air, he knew that he had come to the right place this time.

Wine!

Wine!

Peerless wine!

Xun Yijian didn't have time to look at the strange wine-making utensils in front of him, and he waited for him to taste a sip of good wine.

With his left hand, he lifted the barrel of wine, and a hollow bamboo tube shot out obliquely from the strange utensils, and the place where the wine was produced was aimed at the barrel, and it was from here that the crystal clear liquor dripped into the barrel.

The lid was lifted, the smell of wine was permeated, and Xun Yijian seemed to see the undressed Oiran lady lying in front of him, and couldn't help licking the corners of his mouth.

Just as he was about to pick up a wine spoon and scoop it, a hoarse voice suddenly heard above his head:

"Wine, it's the old man's!"

Xun Yijian raised his head and looked at Lao Huang's old bark-like face. Lao Huang sat on the thatched roof, one leg hanging in the air, and now he was staring at Xun Yijian under the shed in an extremely strange posture.

Seeing the old man, the wine spoon in Xun Yijian's hand was loosened.

He looked down at the sword "Mingchen" in his hand, and did something very surprising.

I saw that Xun Yijian threw Mingchen to Lao Huang and said:

"The sword, return it to the seniors, and the name, and return it to the seniors!"

Twenty years ago, Xun Yijian was thirty-one years old.

Back then, Xianmen Dabi.

Xun Yijian was a fledgling, and in front of the hundred immortal sects, he challenged the long-famous sword immortal Huang Baixiu.

That year, no one was optimistic about this fledgling wild boy.

I just think that he is the same as those young sword cultivators, young and vigorous, and he just wants to touch porcelain and make a reputation.

But the result of the challenge was a big surprise, Xun Yijian narrowly defeated Huang Baixiu.

Since then, the older generation of sword immortal Huang Baixiu left his sword behind, withdrew from the rivers and lakes, and was never heard from.

The new generation of Sword Immortal Xun Yijian became famous.

And the first sword in the world that represents the name of the sword immortal, "Mingchen" also fell into the hands of Xun Yijian.

Today, Xun Yijian returned Mingchen to Lao Huang, representing that he had given up the inheritance of the Sword Immortal.

"The sword, return to the seniors, and the name, also to the seniors." Xun Yijian didn't have the slightest reluctance on his face, and some were just calm, "Early yesterday morning, the juniors were in the capital of Xishu and saw the sword, congratulations to the seniors for being promoted to the second grade!" ”

Lao Huang didn't expect Xun Yijian to be so free, he took Mingchen, looked carefully, and looked at this old friend for many years.

This sword has accompanied many people and is synonymous with sword immortals.

Whoa!

Mingchen came out of the sheath, and the cold light flashed.

Even the air became a little colder.

"Not reluctant?" Lao Huang raised his eyes and asked.

Yesterday, Lao Huang borrowed spirits to promote the second grade.

The world's sword cultivation is a unique second grade.

Xun Yijian is no longer his opponent.

"If you lose, you lose, and you don't have to be reluctant to ......," Xun Yi kendao.

"Good ......"

Lao Huang jumped off the roof and threw Mingchen back casually, "This sword has delayed too many people, don't do it." ”

In the past 20 years of travel, Lao Huang wants to understand a lot of truths.

He didn't have to recapture this sword and regain the name of the Sword Immortal.

He wants the world to see who is the most powerful sword cultivator!

Now, the second-grade sword immortal.

The only one in the world!

He did it.

Mingchen crossed the top of the two of them, drawing a perfect arc in the air.

Boom –

Mingchen was thrown into the deep pool below the waterfall by Lao Huang, and soon sank to the bottom of the Tan.

Lao Huang handed over his wine gourd and looked at Xun Yijian, "Drink, good wine!" ”

Xun Yijian took it, poured it wildly, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Happy!"