Daoist Tong failed to ask about his granddaughter's whereabouts in Youfeng City, and he didn't need to torture those tooth people, his granddaughter was too capable and too fierce, and she was destined to be a swaggering master.

It's definitely not enough to just ask ordinary people, Daoist Tong also secretly inquired with a few immortal disciples, and sure enough, it was still as disappointing as ever, those monks didn't know anything, they had never heard of the existence of such a little girl, and even thought that this bad old man was bragging.

This is sad for Daoist Tong, looking all over the two continents of Donghua and Yujin, this has set foot on the third continent, and he still hasn't been able to find the whereabouts of his children and granddaughters, even if there is a letter, even if it is just a rumor.

I can't say that I am anxious, but it is enough for Daoist Tong to be distressed, so it is okay if Meng Jiguo does not go to other small cities, and takes Xiaozhu'er directly south to wander around.

A large area of barren land in the north of Nanyuzhou, with a notoriety of thousands of miles of red land, even if he knew some of the reasons, Daoist Tong still did not dare to be careless, appeased the restless Xiaozhu'er, and the grandfather and grandson were on the red cliff, constantly going around and around.

Looking back at the north, Daoist Tong was curious, but he was unwilling, and he didn't even dare to observe.

On the day I arrived in Youfeng City, there were great monks who fought tricks, and the scope of things in a moment was not too big, but the movement was really not small, and it was extremely strong, and it was estimated that the monks who fought on both sides were the top handful between heaven and earth.

If he hadn't used secret techniques to escape for his life, he would have to be like the ordinary people in that city, suffering and suffering once, and Yang Shou would have lost some years for no reason.

I haven't eaten pork, and I've seen pigs run, Tong Daochang admitted it once, asked himself if he couldn't stop it, and he didn't plan to be a spectator, you should fight, you should kill, you should kill it, and the poor road passed through here, just to find the whereabouts of his granddaughter, and never make two masters lively.

The sand and dust are blowing on the face, the face is even more vicissitudes, Tong Daochang has a sad face, looking at the endless Gobi Desert, the white bones are covered with no number, exposed to the sun for decades, lightly touched, broken into bone joints.

I didn't get angry at all, and it was clear that I hated ghosts.

It's not that I haven't thought of using the escape method to sweep through this place, with the divine sense sweeping, as long as the granddaughter is really in the wasteland here, she can be found out three feet from the ground.

Outside the Yujinzhou Inn that day, I overheard the conversation between Chen and Cui, two Taoist friends, and the visitor, although the two Taoist friends did not recognize the title of "Youxian Disciple", which was enough to make Tong Daochang shocked.

Noncommittally, the two Taoist friends have a helping grace for their grandparents and grandchildren, and there is no reason to find out for curiosity. Moreover, according to rumors, the temper of that wandering immortal is really not good, it can be spread all over the world, and it is recognized by the world.

The poor road, an outsider, set foot in the master of the territory, and exercise cultivation at will, it is easy to be targeted by the landlord, take precautions, or don't show too much about the cultivation is appropriate, in case it is a monk who is proficient in yin and yang arithmetic, it is not good to see the origin of the poor road.

"Grandpa." Xiao Zhu'er shouted with her back to the wind.

"What's wrong?" Daoist Tong squinted his eyes and looked around, and asked casually.

Xiao Zhu'er said aggrievedly: "We've eaten a few catties of sand, don't look for it in this broken place, there's no shadow." ”

Daoist Tong thought so, and said with empathy: "It's this reason, the flying sand doesn't stop for a moment, it's not like a place where your sister loves to stay, let's look elsewhere." ”

The grandfather and grandson walked south in the vast Gobi, and the ghost weather was full of wind and sand for several days, which once made the grandfather and grandson think that they had encountered a "ghost hitting the wall", and they couldn't go out in circles.

Daoist Tong was full of helplessness about this, could it be that he had already been targeted by that wandering immortal, and changed his ways to tease the old and the young?

Fortunately, finally one night, the grandfather and grandson stumbled into a "pure land" by mistake, the wind suddenly decreased, the ears were much cleaner, and at the same time, the mouth and nose were blocked, and the sand and dust that blinded people also decreased, but the night sky fell and covered with dust, and the half moon was also hazy.

Tong Dao looked around, and said happily, his feelings had entered the wind nest, no wonder he was so clean.

"Grandpa, look over there." Xiao Zhu'er pointed into the distance.

Tong Daochang took a look, and there were wisps of spiritual light in the night sky, dragging them into a line and falling to the ground.

"It's not bad luck, it's not bad, we met a fellow Daoist who cultivates the power of the stars."

Daoist Tong looked back, and replied: "It's hard to come in, it's fate, let's go and meet, I hope that like Chen and Cui, the two Taoist friends, they are chivalrous monks." ”

looked down at his granddaughter and admonished: "Remember to pretend to be pitiful, the donkey is gone at this time, grandpa can't pretend to sleep in a mess, it all depends on how Xiaozhu'er sells badly, the general problem is not big, as long as it is not the kind of demon in the world, but if you still have a little conscience, seeing that our grandfather is so pitiful, you can give a little bit of food." ”

Xiao Zhu'er shook her fists and said happily: "With my small body, if I pretend to be stupid, I will definitely make that person's heart soft, grandpa will look at it." ”

Daochang Tong stretched out his hand and high-fived his granddaughter, and Lao Huai comforted: "Practice makes perfect, good grandson, you finally have a few true inheritances from your grandfather, you have such skills at a young age, it's amazing!" ”

One old and one young, one in front of the other, walked to a place where they had never met.

Silly little girl, accumulating weak middle-aged Taoists.

A half-grown boy with a handsome face and dressed in jade white robes, sitting in the void, motionless as a mountain, the spiritual power of the stars gathered in his body, and outsiders looked like a fairy god.

The young man noticed a sound, and raised his eyes to see two strangers, a young man and an old man, approaching, and since he could come here, he saw that he had not bowed his head and bowed, and he must have been a monk.

The young man opened his mouth to ask, both polite and blunt, "Do you two ask for directions or ask?" ”

Xiao Zhu'er bit her fingers in her mouth, looked at the half-grown boy who was too clean in the air with demented eyes, and her belly growled "out of place".

Tong Daochang saw that this young man was too young, like a good fool, taking advantage of Xiao Zhu'er's belly to make trouble, Tong Daochang "just in time" collapsed to the ground, pitifully said: "Our grandfather and grandson strayed into the wind and sand, no matter how they walked, they couldn't get out, they were trapped for several days without dripping water, and they met with the fairy master, this is a revelation from God, I am an old man and a young man should not die, but my grandfather and grandson are too distressed, and give a glimmer of life." ”

After speaking, Daoist Tong propped up one hand, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "Happiness is sad, don't joke about the fairy master." ”

The down-and-out Taoist raised his hand and said sadly: "I shouldn't have disturbed the immortal master to meditate and cultivate, but now that my grandfather and grandson have no foreign objects and are hungry and thirsty, can the immortal master give some food so that my grandfather and grandson can tide over the difficulties and not fall into starvation." ”

The young man's face was thoughtful, his hands and feet did not move, his body was up and down, and for a while, he hesitated about this old and young man.

Xiao Zhu'er's stomach was getting worse and worse, except for the subtle wind around her, only her belly rebelled the loudest, and finally, the little girl's dementia face became vivid, and she began to cry "wow".

The half-grown boy looked strange, sympathetic, and irritable, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, threw out some dry food in his sleeve, and said: "Both are monks, why bother with the two of them acting like this? ”

An old man and a young man were hungry and hungry when they ate dry food, and Daoist Tong said vaguely while competing with his granddaughter for dry food: "How can the fairy master say this?" ”

The young man watched the words and deeds of the two of them coldly, most of the monks who were so unparticular were wild cultivators, and as for the word "mortal", the thought passed by in a hurry, and he immediately rejected it.

A starlight appeared out of thin air, fleeting, and then another figure appeared.

Purple-clothed robe, there are all kinds of star road patterns on the robe, the stars are dotted, flickering bright and dark, mysterious and magnificent.

When Daoist Tong saw this, he guessed that it was the half-way young master elder, and his robes were a little dazzling, reminding him of a sect that he had heard of a long time ago and had not yet "dealed".

"My disciple refers to the fact that Daoist friends can suppress their own cultivation, and the weather on their bodies can also be restrained and clean, but unfortunately Daoist friends are dark under the lights, and unreasonable horse's feet are exposed under the nonsense."

Daoist Tong asked in one more move, "What is it?" ”

Immediately realized, pointed to the guy who couldn't see the depth, and said: "If you don't come out, that beautiful young man won't dare to act rashly, he can't do anything with our grandfather and grandson."

I have to say that this young man has suffered a loss of shallow knowledge, and he is ruthless and tempted, even if he knows that our grandfather and grandson are rolling around, this young man has no way. ”

Daoist Tong no longer needed to pretend to be pitiful, after standing up, the dry food in his hand was about to be thrown away, thinking for a moment, he took it back again, stuffed it into his mouth to eat it and wiped it clean, glanced at the man's Xingchen robe, and said unceremoniously: "Poor Dao has heard of a sect a long time ago, and the monks in it seem to be like you, but unfortunately they are not treated by Poor Dao." ”

The half-grown boy floated down and stood behind the side of the master, with a solemn expression.

Di Xun smiled and asked why the chief didn't want to see him.

Tong Daochang replied briskly: "It's all a group of guys who calculate others all day long, and it's too late to disgust, and it's already polite to say that Poor Dao doesn't want to see him." ”

Then he twisted his neck twice and asked the other side, "Wouldn't Daoist be a fortune teller?" ”

Di Xun smiled and said implicitly: "I do have some ability to penetrate yin and yang, and I can barely calculate the ancestral lineage of the hexagram master." ”

Tong Daochang saw that the man's cuffs moved slightly, and hurriedly blocked in front of his granddaughter, still half a step late.

"Born and raised, the gods are extraordinary. Dao friendly blessings. ”

Hearing this comment, Daochang Tong said angrily: "Poor Daocai said that he didn't want to see the fortune teller, so you put others together, and humiliating him in front of him is nothing more than that." ”

Di Xun apologized: "It's itchy and unbearable, just do it, and forgive me." ”

"Boy." Tong Yan asked the young man, "Seeing that you are young and have not been in business for a long time, this is fine, you can save the cultivation to the depths, and it will be even more difficult to get out again."

If you enter my door, don't say anything else, only talk about killing power, other sects don't even deserve to lift shoes, just by virtue of this, whether you are moved or not, do you have any plans to vote for another door? ”

Di Xun laughed and dismissed it, this Taoist friend is not particular, when the master digs the foot of the wall, but unfortunately the heat is a little worse, no matter how true or false your words are, no one will easily nod and agree.

The handsome young man said indifferently: "Thank you for your kindness, but don't open your mouth again." ”

Tong Yan was not surprised, looked up at the sky, and said to himself: "In this world, no matter whether you practice or not, how high your realm is, there will always be some regrets, whether they are about relatives and friends, or from friends and friends, they are all troubles, they are all cause and effect, and after a long time, cause and effect are riddled with cause and effect, and the troubles have increased dramatically, how can this be good?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist put his fingers together and swiped down, "Cut off the cause and effect, and preach immortality!" ”

The young man listened to him, thinking back on the past, and at the same time, his eyes gradually appeared urgent.

Di Xun raised his big sleeves, stood upside down, and put the young man in his sleeve, this time he looked at the middle-aged Taoist, and was a little more cautious, "Daoyou mouth honey-belly sword, my disciple is in the middle of the heart, and he is pulled back by Daoyou." ”

Tong Yan's granddaughter behind him was also missing, and Lang Lang said happily: "It's only one game, it's too far away, how can you have a best-of-three game." ”

Di Xun handed out a sentence, "You and I are here to play the Fa?" ”

Tong Yan shook his head and said: "Daoyou's statement is too gentle, and Poor Dao prefers the word 'fighting'. ”

"Aren't you afraid of alarming the host?"

"Rather than attracting the master's family to coax him, Poor Dao wants to kill you first."

"In that case, it's not rude to come."

The dark moon and stars are scarce, and the two face each other.

There are two heavens inside and outside the eye of the storm.

The inside is clean and peaceful, the dust is frosty, and the wind is blowing and the wind is blowing.

The cultivation of the two of them has improved each other like a tacit understanding, and they have climbed step by step from the Qi Refining Realm to the Yuanying Realm.

Tong Yan suddenly had an extra sword in his hand, shining on the cold.

Di Xun had already expected that this person was indeed a sword cultivator, and the word "killing power" was not bragging.

After a while, Di Xun was surprised, the murderous aura on this person's body became violent without concealment, and it seemed that the repressed presumptuousness, like a flood bursting the embankment, began to be out of control.

At this time, Tong Yan no longer looked down-and-out just now, full of murderous energy, and his sleeves were bulging.

With the sword in one hand, he slashed hard in front of him, and the sword qi galloped away.

Di Xun's eyes opened slightly, and he flashed in a hurry, avoiding the edge.

The sword qi is as strong as a mountain, splitting the barrier of the eye of the wind and continuing to move forward, the pure and peaceful situation in the eye of the wind can no longer be seen, and the wind is cut off by the sword qi and diverted, chaotic and impermanent.

There was an extra sword mark on Di Xun's cuffs, and the stars in the robe gathered on their own, and after a while, they were restored as before.

The wind was accompanied by sand and dust, and the two were nowhere to be found with the naked eye.

Tong Yan looked around, spreading his consciousness a little, but he was overwhelmed by the wind and sand, "It's also an eyesore, open up the poor road!" ”

With a loud shout, Tong Yan slashed his waist, several miles of wind and sand were "broken", and the void wind stagnated for a moment, and then continued to blow wildly, stirring one side.

Taking advantage of the instantaneous gap, Tong Yan hurriedly glanced at it, and the sword moved as he wished, instantly slashing out a few sword qi and tracking away.

Di Xun deliberately restrained some of his divine sense, so as not to be tracked down by this strange sword cultivator.

Heaven and earth are big, there are no surprises, murderous aura is better than sword qi, it is really weird, Di Xun is also the first time to meet it in person.

Stepping on the void, one step at a time, each time he landed, he left a disillusionment star seal, and was able to get rid of several incoming sword qi.

In a hurry, Di Xun took countless stones from the ground, but without looking at them, he smashed the sword cultivator who was chasing after him.

Tong Yan avoided it, the sword qi swept by, like a broken bamboo, the sword escaped handy, broke through the air, and came out wildly, "Daoyou's legs and feet are a little unfavorable, if you let the poor road cut down, you won't need to climb to the top in the future, 'Ding' is self-contained, why not be happy?" ”

"Help!" Tong Yan used an instantaneous sword technique, and the sword qi was faster than the eye-piercing, better than the white horse passing through the gap, and slashed the figure in front of him.

He didn't think that he could understand that person with a sword, and when he saw the figure dissipate, he scolded angrily: "The gods are chattering, and they are not happy. ”

Raising a hand, several pocket flying swords scattered, Tong Yan spoke: "Find that person." ”

The flying sword disappeared into the wind as if it had been pardoned.

Di Xun hid in the wind, his figure was illusory, and the wind and sand were one, he had not done anything with anyone for many years, and it was not his character to retreat at will, even if the other party was a sword cultivator who liked to fight.

Seeing a pocket flying sword, he raised his hand and a ray of starlight wrapped around it, and the flying sword was put into his sleeve, and he suddenly heard the voice of the sword cultivator, "It turned out to be hiding here." ”

Di Xun hurriedly retreated, dodging, pinching the trick in his hand, and the stars echoed somewhere in the night sky, suddenly lit up, and shouted softly, "Fall!" ”

A starlight came in an instant, and it hit the sword light.

The white light was dazzling, and before it could disperse, another sword light broke through the air.

Di Xun no longer had his back to the enemy, and his figure crossed in the wind and sand, leaving behind a phantom shadow, and as he kept flying, starlight continued to fall above his head, colliding with the chasing sword qi.

The white mangs are as bright as fireworks, flying all the way and blowing up all the way.

Tong Yan finally threw out a sword qi, and his body flashed sharply, only one line slower than the sword qi, catching up with this guy who was hiding in Tibet.

When Di Xun waved his hand, a whole sleeve of starlight shone, and a starlight seemed to come from outside the sky, as big as a meteorite, and fell straight down.

"Well done! It's good to see your ability to tell fortunes. ”

The sword light was in front of him, stabbing towards the starlight.

The sword groaned behind, rippling with the aura of the riot.

The disappeared eye of the storm reappeared, but this time it was man-made, and for a while, the surrounding wind was suppressed to "avoid" this place, leaving an open space for the two to fight.

The two of them stood east and west, separated by miles, secretly exerting their strength.

When the wind rolled back and was about to cover the two of them, Tong Yan used the sword escape method and came to Di Xun in an instant, and the tip of the sword pierced the face door of the fortune teller.

Di Xun was about to turn sideways, his mind moved slightly, he stopped his body abruptly, walked in the opposite direction, and was about to say two sarcastic sentences, when he looked up and saw a sword rain falling, he raised his robe, his big sleeves were opened, and the sword rain was all taken in.

Tong Yan smiled: "The cuffs are big, see how much you can collect!" ”

In the wind, the sword groaned, and a flying sword drilled out, down to the ground hanging in the air, up to touching the high-altitude clouds and the sky, countless, innumerable, like a trapped beast sword cage, the tip of the sword pointed to, all of them were Di Xun in the starry sky robe.

Di Xun looked around the world and nodded: "Daoyou swordsmanship is cliché but atmospheric, and in time, he will become a hero." ”

Tong Yan shook his head and said, "You are a fortune teller, and it is a must to talk nonsense." ”

"Then something real."

After Di Xun finished speaking, he put one hand on the robe, and under the tearing, the robe was not taken off, but the star map was dragged down, and the starlight was in his hand, and he was thrown to a high place.

The night darkened suddenly, no five fingers were seen, suddenly the ground brightened, hundreds of millions of stars appeared, the night hung low, the stars seemed to be picked up by raising their hands, the streamer was endless, hanging down the silk thread, and Di Xun went back and forth continuously, and the heavens and men repeatedly.

Night against the sword cage, sword array against the star array.

How can you tell which is higher and which is lower?

The two looked at each other and smiled, self-evident.

The fight is.