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Back mountain, the Tibetan Sword Hall is now also renewed, and the gloom inside is no longer seen, and the names of the ancestors on the wooden plaques are also recognizable by the doormen. There are three new incense sticks in the incense burner on the case, obviously someone has just come to worship, exit the Tibetan Sword Palace, the two sentences at the entrance of the hall "enter the sword level eight directions, the sword will cut the sky" is also on the new paint, the open space is clean, the small courtyard on the opposite side is still the same, the low house vegetable field, a few chickens are walking leisurely, the picture crosses the roof of the low house, turns back to the mountain behind the Tibetan Sword Palace, there is an ancient cypress ancient bell and an ancient well, and then a new tomb is added in the distance, no monument and no text.

Yuan Ben Worm was sitting eating dried sweet potatoes, the crow was standing still, and Zong Yang was standing in front of the grave with a mushroom head.

"Uncle Junior, Uncle Tai actually ran out of oil after the battle with the Demon Sect Master, but Uncle Tai left drunk and left with a smiling face." Lu Guannan filled three glasses of red wine for Lu Guyu.

Zong Yang didn't say a word, thinking that before he left last year, he was drinking here with the old man, time passed like a white horse, and he never thought that things would be wrong in a blink of an eye, Zong Yang still remembered that the old man said after he was drunk that if he was gone, he would remember to go to the grave to drink, but he didn't expect it to come true so soon. Zong Yang lifted a jar of red wine, thinking that it wanted to drink it more than the old people who had drunk it together, because it was difficult to suppress the sadness, he poured it heartily.

After seeing Lu Guyu, Zong Yang and Lu Guannan caught up with each other, and the two of them stood and squatted one by one, this scene has not been seen in Qingqiu for a long time.

"Guannan, you have to be a little bit like a master." Zong Yang quipped.

Lu Guannan tilted his head to look at Zong Yang's side face, revealing his big teeth, and said happily: "I like to squat next to Uncle Xiao." ”

"Hehe, you're still you." Zong Yang sighed.

"Isn't Uncle Xiao still Uncle Xiao." Lu Guannan echoed the road.

"Yes" Zong Yang laughed at himself, and asked instead: "Have your swordsmanship and sword intent fallen?"

Lu Guannan heard Zong Yang ask like this, and replied honestly: "Hehe, except for not planting vegetables, I am practicing." ”

"Show your sword intent." Zong Yang turned around.

"Okay" Lu Guannan stood up, took a few steps back, and made sword fingers with two fingers in his right hand, and a sword intent sword with pure white light was completed in one go.

The sword intent is universal, just as Zong Yang only has war in his heart, and he contains the word war in the sword intent, and Lu Guannan has no distractions in his heart, which is the purest sword intent. This kind of sword intent, according to Zong Yang's understanding, lacks aura, but if it is lost, such a pure sword intent is the most attained, whether it can open up a supreme realm, it depends on Lu Guannan's creation.

Zong Yang nodded approvingly, and then said carefully: "I read a book of Huang Yin Zhenren on Sword Intent Creation when I was in the City of Innocence, which said that after the sword intent, there is also the realm of the sword soul, and people have three souls born from the main soul, and the sword intent comes from the main soul, but there is a difference between the mind and the soul, so there is a soul above the mind." ”

Lu Guannan squatted down and listened again, with his hands in his sleeves while listening, and was asked by Zong Yang if he could understand, he said bluntly: "I don't understand, anyway, I'll just go to logistics and practice to see if I can practice that thing." ”

Zong Yang knew Lu Guannan's temperament, so he didn't expect to be able to comprehend it well, he just wanted to pass on this experience to Lu Guannan for a while, and let it be. In addition, he also asked for exercises suitable for Lu Guannan's cultivation from Concubine Yin Yang Xue, and gave them together, if he wanted to step into the realm of the Ten Directions Dao Monarch, how could he do it without a good book, but he was afraid that this master and nephew who only wanted to live a simple life would waste his good intentions, and his mind was spent on growing vegetables.

Lu Guannan asked coldly: "Little uncle, will you be able to cultivate the sword soul soon?"

Zong Yang shook his head and smiled indifferently: "I may take a different path." ”

"Oh." Lu Guannan has always felt that Zong Yang is profound, so he is quite self-aware not to touch the level where Zong Yang is located.

After chatting for a while, the two went back to the small courtyard, Lu Guannan enthusiastically arranged a table of food, Zong Yang asked about Wu Ji being injured by Tiejian Villa, and Lu Guannan also said Qingqiumen's current attitude towards avoiding war by the way

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, also mentioned that Hanzi Niu traveled all over the world, and Chongwu was seriously injured by the Demon Sect. After the meal, Zong Yang went to visit Elder Jing Hao, Wu Ji, and Chongwu, who had been in retreat for several months. Coincidentally, he learned from Chongwu that the people of the Demon Sect who originally injured him were the three Red Rakshasas who came to hunt down and kill Thousand Foxes at that time.

At noon the next day, the female disciple of Ning'e Gate went up the mountain and brought a major news that the owner of the Iron Sword Villa would go up the mountain in the afternoon.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, the owner of the Iron Sword Villa really came, and the people from the rivers and lakes who stayed in Xiaohe Town also followed the mountain to see the excitement, and the scene was huge for a while, but Chongwu still didn't see it on the grounds of retreat, which of course annoyed the owner of the Iron Sword Villa, and immediately put down the cruel words, and then limited the Qingqiu Gate for one day, and went directly up the mountain to dismantle the door tomorrow.

Zong Yang didn't come forward, of course, he didn't stay out of the matter, he just wanted to be low-key when he returned to Qingqiu this time. But the most troublesome thing for him still came, as soon as Li Tianzhen heard that he was back, he immediately killed the small courtyard, hugged and pulled the old days, and knew that Li Tianzhen's crow Yuanben and Worm were watching with a gloating expression. In the end, Zong Yang didn't know what to think, and actually took Li Tianzhen down the mountain to visit the temple fair in Xiaohe Town.

On the way down the mountain, the crow talked to Zong Yang.

"Big brother, you're really good to this little girl."

"Didn't you see her eyes in the well of the Seven Ancestral Halls, meeting is fate, innocent and cute."

"Be careful that people don't marry you."

"Don't worry, I've got an arrangement for the evening."

"Alas, the mountain road is so long, we still have to walk down the mountain. When you go up the mountain, you say that you are enjoying the scenery, do you have to enjoy it again when you go down the mountain?"

"Crow, you have a lot of words today, isn't there no way, I said to Tianzhen that he is still in the spiritual realm, and now he is not a goof."

"Ugh."

It was already twilight when I came to Xiaohe Town, the red lanterns were hung high, and it was very lively, and a few people went up to the street to hear that the people of Tiejian Villa had chartered the largest restaurant in the town, the September Restaurant.

There is an endless stream of people who come to visit the owner of the Iron Sword Villa, but if you don't have a famous post, the owner of the Iron Sword Villa has no time to meet. Zong Yang stood in front of the gate of the September Restaurant, the flow of people around him, he used his divine sense to shroud the restaurant, and asked Li Tianzhen after a while, "Tianzhen, does the owner of the village wear sword-shaped earrings?"

"Well, it's called Jiang Gucheng." Li Tianzhen responded.

After recognizing the people and visiting the temple fair, Zong Yang took a few people to find a suitable restaurant to eat, and ordered a table full of snacks. Just when the three brothers of Zongyang Crow Yuanben were about to drink, Li Tianzhen shouted that he wanted to drink too, no matter how hard Zong Yang persuaded him, Li Tianzhen had long been yearning for the happiness and enmity in the romance letter, and it happened to be such a good time, how could she want to miss it. There was no way, Zong Yang had to pour a glass for Li Tianzhen, originally Li Tianzhen had to drink it in a big bowl, but after listening to Zong Yang's sentence that a woman looks good to drink in a cup, he drank it with a cup, because it was the first time to drink, Li Tianzhen was choked by spirits, and then he found that the wine was not as good as he imagined.

After being full of wine and food, Li Tianzhen couldn't walk anymore, so Zong Yang had to carry Li Tianzhen back to the inn. The fireworks bloomed gorgeously in the night sky, Yuan Ben and the insects disappeared again, and the crows deliberately walked behind, leaving space for Zong Yang and Li Tianzhen alone.

Lying on Zong Yang's broad shoulders, Li Tianzhen's cheeks were white and red, his beautiful eyes were blurred, and he asked Xiang Zongyang, "Senior Brother Zongyang, am I the first woman you carry?"

Zong Yang thought about it seriously and replied.

Li Tian really smirked with satisfaction, as if he had gotten great happiness.

Zong Yang took a breath of refreshing air and said with a smile: "Naive, I will discuss something with you." ”

"Okay." Li Tianzhen felt more and more heavy eyelids.

"It's good to be my stepsister in the future" One of the things that Zong Yang had to do when he went down the mountain was at this time.

Zong Yang waited for several breaths, Li Tianzhen didn't speak for a long time, Zong Yang thought she was still thinking about it, but suddenly heard snoring.

Li Tianzhen fell asleep.

Zong Yang stretched out his right hand and patted it

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patted Li Tianzhen's drooping head, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

After settling Li Tianzhen, in the middle of the night, the four of Zongyang quietly left the inn, walked through the silent street, came to the September Restaurant, and successfully brought the sleeping Jiang Gucheng to the outside of the town.

In the wilderness where no one was around, Jiang Gucheng woke up. When he got up in a panic, he saw a tall figure standing in the thick fog.

"Jiang Gucheng, do you know the guilt" This was the voice of a teenager.

"Who are you?" asked the owner of Iron Sword Villa, who was confused and depressed, in fear.

"Haven't you just seen this immortal in the daytime?" Yuan Ben calmed his throat and made a fuss.

"Ah" Jiang Gucheng tried his best to see the face of the figure opposite, but the fog was too big.

"You forgot the stone cow in Qingqiumen Square, this immortal guards Qingqiumen in the sky, you dare to offend, this immortal is here to punish you, a mortal man," Yuan Ben threatened.

Let Jiang Gucheng wander the rivers and lakes for decades, when it comes to gods and ghosts, how can there be no reason not to be in awe, after hearing these words, his whole body cold hair stood up, his back was cold to his chest, and he began to look around in panic, shouting: "Where am I, where am I?"

"This immortal wants to disperse your divine soul" Yuan Ben said and entered the state of the ape god unarmed, his body was as tall as Zhangxu, and his two bloody eyes were fierce, like a cow ghost and snake god from hell, and it was terrifying.

Jiang Gucheng let out an exclamation, and was taken by Yuan Ben to fly up against the ground at the fastest speed, and instantly arrived on the Lancang River, the river was turbulent in the dark, Jiang Gucheng was coldly pressed into the river, not to mention drinking enough water, his heart was already scared to the throat. The bottom of the river was pitch black and the water was cold, Jiang Gucheng was on the verge of suffocation, as if he was on the verge of hell, and suddenly he was taken out of the river and soared into the sky, and he didn't have time to take a good breath, and fell from the sky again. This dignified owner of Iron Sword Mountain Villa was born with a fear of heights, and he fell like this, from his heart-rending howl to the hoarse cry at the end, he was already desperate when he saw the ground getting closer and closer, but his body slowed down in an instant, and his forehead was only one foot from the ground.

"Remember, there are gods three feet above your head, don't offend the immortals again"

Before Jiang Gucheng completely fainted, he heard such a warning.

"Ah" When Jiang Gucheng woke up, he found that he was lying on the bed, his head heavy and his whole body soaked, but he finally remembered that this was the guest room of the September Restaurant. Sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, Jiang Gucheng's face turned cold, and the first thing he did after leaving the guest room was to order all the people of the Iron Sword Villa to go up the mountain.

The insects just missed a little, and the owner of this Iron Sword Mountain Villa never believed in dreams

Jiang Gucheng came to Qingxiao Hall again with ten swords, and hundreds of people from the rivers and lakes helped to coax him, telling the head of Qingqiu to get out and not to be this disgraceful turtle.

From the elders to the disciples of the Qingqiu Sect gathered in front of the Qingxiao Palace, seeing that the flow of people was separated, Chongwu, the head of the sect who had not shown up for a long time, finally appeared. After taking Yuan Ben's immortal elixir, Chongwu's body has miraculously recovered, and he feels that Tongtai is light, and he has the momentum of absorbing all the aura in the circle of the mountain, as if breaking through the Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm is only a line away. Chongwu was full of heroism with his sword on his back, and walked in front of Jiang Gucheng.

"You are the head of Qingqiu" Jiang Gucheng narrowed his eyes, very disdainful.

"If there's a fart, let it go." Sogo has always said so.

"Huh." Jiang Gucheng sneered, although his body was a little weak because of last night's dream, he still pretended to be full of anger and said: "The owner of this village had a strange dream last night, and the stone cow came to scare me." ”

Between the words, Jiang Gucheng took his sword and pointed at the stone cow in the distance in front of him.

"Originally, your Qingqiu Sect disciple injured the dog can turn a big thing into a small one, originally yesterday said that he was going to demolish your Qingqiu Dao Gate is an angry sentence, who taught you that the head of Qingqiu dares to be lazy, but because of this dream, the owner of this village really wants to see, how about stepping on your Qingqiu Gate"

The atmosphere inside the venue was tense, but it was very calm outside the venue, and the crow quipped: "Yuan Ben, you are not doing well." ”

Yuan Ben scolded: "What's the way to run into a well?"

"What is well goods" insects humbly ask for advice.

"It's two both horizontally and vertically." Yuan Ben scratched his buttocks, turned his head to Zong Yang and said, "

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Big brother, why don't I fly over and blow it away now."

Zong Yang shook his head with a smile and replied to wait a minute.

Chongwu directly sacrificed the sword out of the sheath, and said coldly: "No one can be presumptuous in Qingqiu Gate, the Demon Sect was like this at that time, and now your Iron Sword Villa is also like this."

"Hmph" Jiang Gucheng glanced at his head and dusted off the ashes on his shoulders, "Don't think that the owner of this village doesn't know about that matter, the demon sect buries the mountain in the sky, it is Hanzi Niu Lu who is carrying it in vain, plus a sword cultivation disciple named Zongyang, what are you besides, the master of this village will teach you a good sentence, don't compare the Iron Sword Villa with the Ghost Sect"

Jiang Gucheng's eyes were fierce, crazy to the extreme, and then he asked: "Hanzi Niu, where is it?"

Qingqiu Gate was silent.

"Lu Guyu, where is it"

In the mountain behind the Tibetan Sword Palace, the ancient well is quiet, and the new tomb is lonely.

"Zongyang, where is it?"

"Yes."

To Jiang Gucheng's surprise, someone actually responded lightly.

This voice spread throughout Qingqiumen, and Wu Ji, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes wide, ignoring the wounds on his body that were still oozing blood under the gauze wrap, and clenched his fists and boiled with blood. Lu Guannan, who was squatting beside Elder Jing Hao, smiled proudly, and the burning eyes of the Qingqiu Sect fell on the black shirt.

When the black-shirted man walked to Chongwu's side, he smiled slightly, turned around and said, "Head Qingqiu, take the sword." ”

Zong Yang held it in his hand and was not angry.

Chongwu was surprised, although this sword was held by the heads of previous dynasties, he never thought that he would take it back from Zong Yang's hands one day.

"Next." Zong Yang will not be angry and send it forward, he is here to repay this wish when he returns to Qingqiu this time.

On such an occasion, Chongwu felt disrespectful, so he solemnly took it first.

Returning the sword, Zong Yang walked alone to the camp of the Black Sword Villa and the people in the rivers and lakes, "As long as this sword is there, if anyone commits Qingqiu, my generation should defend it to the death." ”

"Yes," Chongwu replied.

Immediately afterwards, this "is" was like a spark burning the plain, and the response of the Qingqiumen people sounded everywhere on the entire knock mountain, impassioned.

Zong Yang and Jiang Gucheng looked at each other, and said proudly: "You have come from afar in Tiejian Villa, and I have received your pious intentions for Qingqiu Gate, go up the mountain to seek the Tao, and collect you ten thousand taels of incense money, go back." ”

"Haha." Jiang Gucheng opened his arms to the sky and laughed, launched his clothes, and had the momentum of a great grandmaster, bowed his head and scolded Zong Yang: "Even if you Zong Yang is here, how can you be born here, you must have crazy capital."

"Then let's do it." Zong Yang smiled and stepped forward.

One of the ten swords of the Iron Sword Villa had already come out of its sheath and shot through the air, but when it was in front of Zong Yang, it suddenly stopped. Zong Yang's walking speed did not decrease, and when he walked through this sword, he flicked his finger on the sword body, and the sword body instantly collapsed, and the sword master immediately vomited blood and fainted. The remaining nine swords were unsheathed together, but they were all still in front of Zong Yang when they came.

Li Tianzhen's eyes widened and he muttered, "Didn't you say that you were just in the Spirit Realm?"

In the field, in the face of the nine swords in the still air, Zong Yang didn't play the sword again, but just walked towards Jiang Gucheng and asked with a smile: "Have you forgotten that there are gods three feet above your head?"

"Hmm" Jiang Gucheng chuckled in his heart, isn't this the words of the Stone Cow Immortal in his dream

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A tall ape god fell behind Jiang Gucheng, pinching Jiang Gucheng's head like an egg with his right hand, and the people behind him who saw this ape god screamed in horror.

"Hey, hey." The ape god laughed and threw up his right arm, and poor Jiang Gucheng flew out like a chicken and fell down the mountain. The ape god's body disappeared in place, turned into a streamer and flew to Jiang Gucheng, pressing his head and rushing straight down.

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