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Inside the main hall of Bagua Mountain.

Li Qingxin, the new generation of Chiyangmen's head teacher, sat on the main seat, this fledgling boy succeeded to the responsibility of the head of the Bagua Mountain in the era of the withering of peach blossoms, and carried the Dao Ding of Chiyangmen with his weak and thin shoulders, and now his face has a little calmness that should not be there at this age, and in the eyes of other Daomen, he is somewhat sad and embarrassed, but in the eyes of everyone in Bagua Mountain, he is full of hope, because this young man has cultivated the Taishang Neijing Sutra that has been extremely difficult to cultivate in the past generations. Standing on the left and right of Li Qingxin are the veteran generation who are now in charge of Bagua Mountain, Yu Zhanqian and Wu Zhending, the two are the uncles of Qi Tingzhen in charge of the previous generation, and with Li Qingxin's seniority, they have to be honored as the wife and uncle, these two people are not only supporting the young people today, but more importantly, today's events are related to the rise and fall of the Chiyangmen.

At the moment, Li Qingxin was silent, his eyes were calm, and he was no longer as nervous as he was in the Qixuan Hall of Longhu Mountain in the past, although there were still those few people sitting in front of him.

On the next and left guest seats, there are several seniors sitting on the gates of the Great Dao, the small mountain master of Longhu Mountain in black Taoist clothes, the Tomb Lord Zhuo Lingchao of the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine and the Eight Swords covered into armor, behind him is the inseparable Eight Dao Sword Emperor, and there is also the ethereal immortal Tianshan Mountain Lord Taiyin Palace, as for the new face sitting at the end, not only Li Qingxin, but even Yu Zhanqian and Wu Zhending's two wives and uncles are also meeting for the first time, wearing a purple dress and a fairy spirit, long hair tied up high and domineering, it is the new master of the Phantom Pavilion to the Silk Pavilion.

As for the one-armed old man who has not arrived at Longhu Mountain, he was only injured in the battle with the Red Moon Demon Sect a few years ago, and has been in retreat in Longhu Mountain since then, and the other Shenling Gate and the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect of the Eight Great Dao Gates have not come forward, just because these two Great Dao Gates are originally relatively lonely, and they are not involved in the righteous path of Shenzhou, not to mention that what they are doing today is not concerned whether it is the former sect master Luo Shen or the latter sect master Qin Shi Mingyue.

And today's matter is not only about the rise and fall of Chiyang Gate, but also about the rise and fall of the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine, Longhu Mountain Tianshan Phantom Sound Pavilion was also invited by Zhuo Lingchao to come, the so-called thing is for the peach sword

The eight swords of the sword mound town road, the peach god Gu Xin listened to the qin brake tiger, and the Lingwen bone spine Wu Mo Tianyin, these eight swords are headed by the peach god, and the sword mound is the only one who lacks the peach god sword. Therefore, regaining the Peach God Sword is the wish and mission of every generation of leaders in the Sword Shrine, and it is also the fate of Bagua Mountain and the Sword Shrine that is difficult to quell.

Back then, Peach Blossom Xiushi Mu Tian struggled for a heart and a way, but now seven years have passed, and the most troublesome thing for him has finally come.

"Senior Brother Zhan Xuan, since you know what I mean, let's gossip less." Zhuo Lingchao got up suddenly, the feud between the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine and Chiyangmen for a sword had already been knotted from beginning to end, at this time, there was naturally no need to talk about any fellow incense, in fact, Zhuo Lingchao drove to Bagua Mountain and was aggressive all the way, which attracted the people of Chiyangmen, who were originally simple and cultivated, couldn't help but scold a few words This is an old and disrespectful old boy.

Since Yu Zhanqian led the land immortals in the door to devote his life to the Yuhuang Divine Sword, his face is no longer a crane hair, and the corners of his eyes are full of brown spots, this old man who is in his old age looks even more rickety at this time, but his eyes are still bright and deep, he swept over the rest of the people present, and asked with a smile: "How many people also mean?"

The grievance between the Chiyang Gate and the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine has always been an unresolved dispute between the Eight Great Dao Gate, and the rest of the sects are naturally neutral, so this is naturally the case at this time. In order not to let the atmosphere in the hall be cold, the Tianshan Mountain Lord Taiyin Palace had no choice but to get up and said with a smile: "Uh, the seniors are too worried, a few of us came here just to hope that the matter between the Chiyang Gate and the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine can be settled safely, which is also of great benefit to my righteous path, especially at the moment when the enemy is now, and we must not damage our vitality." ”

"Oh." Yu Zhanqian nodded in response, stretched out his hand and motioned for the two of them to sit down, Zhuo Ling naturally did not appreciate it and still stood still, but it was not very embarrassing to stand on the Taiyin Palace. Of course, Yu Zhanqian knew about the friendship between Taiyin Palace and Mu Tian, and at this time, he smiled kindly at Taiyin Palace.

The Lord of the Phantom Pavilion also got up at this time, but she turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall, looking at the sparse peach blossoms all over the mountain, her beautiful eyes bent and smiled, and she said to herself: "Such a good place can't come in vain, which one is the morning twilight peak that guy said?"

"As of the Pavilion Lord, please stay first." Zhuo Lingchao's face was a little bad, and his tone was naturally a little serious, he actually didn't look down on this Phantom Pavilion orphan at all, in terms of generation, he and the Horror Dao Immortal were still a generation older than her, and inviting her to Bagua Mountain was naturally because of her identity, because to regain the Peach God Sword, she had to get the witness of several Great Daomen.

So far, the Lord of the Aya Pavilion has a pale face, obviously suppressing his temperament and stopping in place, but the tone is not good, and it has the meaning of arguing with this famous man who can tremble when he steps on the land of Shenzhou, "Dare to ask Lord Zhuo Mound, Senior Brother Taiyin said that this matter can't hurt the vitality, since you don't approve of the use of force, then everyone sits down and has something to say, but you are standing like this, it is obvious that you don't want to waste your tongue, since you say that it is not a fight, it is better to disperse." ”

As soon as these words came out, it sounded like both sides were not offended, but in fact, they were relieving the siege of Chiyang Gate, and Zhuo Lingchao's wisdom certainly understood it, so he responded coldly, but the terrifying Dao immortal who was as quiet as a god shook his eyelids in amazement, it seems that the new generation of Phantom Sound Pavilion Pavilion Master is even more difficult to mess with than the previous generation of Aya Zhengyin.

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Yu Zhanqian also smiled meaningfully, and he didn't care about the situation, and asked the Lord of the Ayage: "How is the Lord of the Pavilion interested in the Peak of the Dawn and who is saying?"

So far, the master of the Aya Pavilion has no trouble with Zhuo Lingchao's question, his eyes are drifting and his thoughts are getting farther and farther away, probably because he doesn't want to elaborate, so he sighed slightly: "It's a long story." ”

Yu Zhanqian didn't really want to know anything when he asked, he simply felt that this Phantom Sound Pavilion Master was very eye-catching, and the question was a greeting, and he knew the position of the Phantom Sound Pavilion Master in his heart.

Taiyin Palace was still standing, and when he saw this, he hurriedly said to the Lord of the Aya Pavilion: "Senior Sister Aya, let's sit down first and listen to how the two uncles can properly solve it, I am familiar with Chao Du Peak, and I will lead you there later." ”

So far, the lord of the Aya Pavilion has listened to the words of the Taiyin Palace, although he did not speak, but sat back in his seat leisurely, but his eyes were still on the outside of the hall.

Taiyin Palace finally sat down with relief, and then asked Yu Zhanqian with a kind face: "Uncle Zhanqiu, since Lord Zhuo Zun has come to Bagua Mountain, I don't know what your attitude is about the Peach God Sword."

Yu Zhanqian smiled and said nothing, stretched out his withered old hand and pressed it on Li Qingxin's shoulder, which made the latter suddenly startled, only to hear Yu Zhanqian say loudly: "This matter will be decided by the one hundred and seventeenth generation of my Chiyang Sect." ”

"Determined by the Masters"

Outside the main hall, the atmosphere has long been tense, hundreds of people up and down the Chiyang Gate shouted in unison, although the old and new clothes and styles are messy, but every Chiyang Gate people are standing like a sky-high peak, under the momentum of the will, every natal sword at the same time hummed. And on the opposite side of them, the same imposing sword mound heirs, dressed up, the eight swords in the "small coffin" behind each person were also stimulated to burst out of the sword qi, fierce as a tiger in the inside, the Bagua Mountain, which was originally quiet and peaceful, suddenly poured like a sea, and the qi condensed by the disciples of Bagua Mountain was like a weak river that was swallowed up in an instant.

The movement in the Bagua Mountain is like thunder, and outside the boundary of the Bagua Mountain, it is full of characters from the heavens, south, earth and north, or in the clouds, or in the air or at the top of the mountain, just like a pool of water, the most is the small fish Shifang Daojun, and the big fish land fairy is restrained, but there are traces to follow, as for whether there is an immortal zun who is completely hidden like a divine dragon, it is unknown, unless it is the same realm of immortal qi machine investigation can be dug out. But whether it is the Ten Directions Dao Monarch or the Immortal Venerable, they have only one purpose for coming here today, so they want to watch the immortals fight in order to comprehend the mysteries of the Dao Method, so as to help their cultivation and ascend to the realm. However, they can only be outside the Bagua Mountain, even if they take a step closer, they don't dare, in addition to the rules of watching the battle, there must be no suspicion of disturbing the situation, and there is a reason why they can only do this.

In the boundary of Bagua Mountain, although there is no stone tablet marking, but today there is a mysterious boundary line out of nothing, the surrounding environment outside the boundary line is no different from the past, but within the boundary, all the heaven and earth aura is like qi and sea vitality flows in the law of Zhou Tian's operation, and all the dust in the air is suspended and does not move, for this phenomenon, the people who are fighting outside the field understand a truth, if the Ten Directions Dao Jun steps in, the body will die, and if the land immortals step in, it will be the enemy of the Eight Desolation Sword Shrine, because at this moment, the Bagua Mountain has become such a scene, It is the qi that Zhuo Lingchao is shrouded in

There are countless Daomen who want to get a glimpse of the heavens today, and naturally the first gate of the Yanlong Empire, the Ziling Gate, the eldest disciple Wuyazi stood on the natal blue sword with a solemn expression, holding his chest with both hands, and the strangely long hairband on his head fluttering in the wind. He didn't even dare to blink his eyes, tears were condensed in his eyes, for fear of missing a glimpse of shock. The reason why this Purple Spirit Sect disciple is so hopeful is because since he stepped into the Ten Directions Dao Monarch, not to mention the threshold of the land immortals, he is not even qualified to regard the land immortals as a distant mountain that cannot be seen, and the figure that imprisoned his Dao heart in the depths of his heart has not faded away, the news that Fang Jinyuan of Xuanyue Palace has become an immortal venerable has dealt him a heavy blow, the pressure of Yanlong's first gate and the jealousy in his heart have almost collapsed, if it weren't for the Respected Master Divine Soul to protect his mind, he would even have to plummet the Ten Directions Dao Monarch Realm.

To say that Shen Jizi can help the big disciples under his seat, but also thanks to his own Dao heart cultivation, because this Yanlong Heavenly Master has also been suppressed by a certain guy in Chiyang Gate for a lifetime, it can be said that the master and apprentice are the same disease, but he is not trapped by love, at least in his generation, no one can match Yanlong, so he has to save the Dao Heart one step earlier than Wuyazi.

Luo Jia, the eldest disciple of Wanfu Sect, was standing beside Wu Yazi with his peach wood sword on his feet, he turned his head and asked, "Senior Brother Ya, you really let her go"

Wu Yazi's face was expressionless, but his heart was obviously overturned, and finally his eyes moved away from Bagua Mountain, and swept to the black-robed figure not far from the left, his eyes were instantly infatuated, and what cultivation and what great cause of Taoism were all left behind.

Lorga shook her head and sighed softly.

The figure stood quietly, she had just come all the way from the City of Innocence, just because the master had mentioned the seven-year tribulation of the Chiyang Gate back then, and thought that he might come.

At this time, Wu Yazi suddenly came back to his senses, reciting the earnest teachings of the master in his mind, so he forcibly turned his head, and while he was exerting great strength to calm his nerves, he changed the topic and asked, "Is your master still in retreat?"

Luo Jia was surprised by the unprecedented "precipice rein" without cliffs, in fact, the recent transformation of no cliffs has impressed him, and he thought that such an experience would be of great benefit to the sentence of the lost harvest of the east. He thought to himself, and replied, "Yes, I've been in retreat, and I sometimes wonder if Master is in the secret room

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Village. ”

"Huh." Wu Yazi let go of his arms and hugged his chest, sat on the natal sword with his buttocks, and said with a smile: "Now that even Fang Jinyuan of Xuanyue Palace has become an immortal, your master must be in a hurry." ”

Hearing this, Luo Jia also smiled, and said indifferently: "My master never seems to care about this. ”

Wu Yazi began to look up at the sky pointed directly by the eight peaks, the sky was blue with clouds and rolling clouds, and a few birds were flying leisurely, it seemed that the turbulent qi that had just burst out from the direction of the main hall was just thunder, and the real storm was later.

In the main hall of outsiders' hearts, the quiet needle drop could be heard, and the young master Li Qingxin looked nervous, because the Chiyang Gate was waiting for his words, and the weight of such a sentence was enough to overwhelm him, as heavy as making a life and death decision.

Yu Zhanqian comforted at the right time: "Clear heart, don't have distracting thoughts in your heart, your heart is your word, no matter what you say, it's right."

Yu Zhanqian heard a gentle sentence, but it made Li Qingxin feel that the five thunders were booming, and his head suddenly buzzed and lost his thoughts, and at this moment he was watched by the seniors of the various avenues, his eyes stared straight at the ground, and he could only hear his own breathing, and because of the Taishang Neijing Sutra that he cultivated on weekdays, he felt that the entire Bagua Mountain had a sense with him, and he pursed his mouth for a while in this magical state, his brows stretched, and finally spoke: "The predecessor of the sword mound, if my cultivation is better than yours, will you not come to ask for the Peach Divine Sword today?"

The young man's extremely serious and pious words echoed in the main hall, but Zhuo Lingchao was speechless.

"Haha." Only the Lord of the Pavilion smiled unscrupulously.

This question is very silly and innocent, but it is meaningful.

Li Qingxin asked again: "So Sword Shrine senior, are you bullying us Chiyangmen no one?"

The main hall was still silent, listening to this helpless words, even the Lord of the Pavilion couldn't laugh, because there was really no one in Chiyang Gate, the previous generation of the head of the sect Qi Tingzhen drove the crane to the west, and once fought with a sword to escape Shenzhou, Mu Tian, who was enough to support the Daomen, also died young, and now the elders above the land immortals are scattered, from the master to the youngest generation of disciples, and the only ones who can get their hands on it are the Ten Directions Daojun, how withered.

Zhuo Lingchao's face was gloomy, and he was secretly angry in his heart that this weak young man dared to play tricks.

Li Qingxin didn't wait for Zhuo Lingchao's answer, stood up with his waist straight, and made a strange move in front of everyone, only to see him leaning over and taking off his cloth shoes, dusting off a little dust on the upper of the shoes, and then putting these cloth shoes on the main seat respectfully, only the top and bottom of Chiyangmen knew that these cloth shoes were accepted by Qi Tingzhen, the previous generation of masters, and they all lowered their heads and looked silently, because the cloth shoes on their feet were also accepted by Qi Tingzhen.

Li Qingxin walked barefoot through the hall, his clothes were thin and his steps were heavy, but his eyes were extremely resolute, when he walked outside the hall, his knees fluttered to the ground, and he kowtowed heavily towards Chiyang Gate, as well as Bagua Mountain, and the sound reached the ears of everyone present, hitting everyone's hearts.

When Li Qingxin raised his head, his eyes were moist, and the scarlet on his forehead made Chiyangmen's hearts surge.

With another heavy knock, the Taiyin Palace and the Lord of the Silk Pavilion in the main hall stood up solemnly, although the terrifying Dao Immortal was still sitting, but his eyes fell on Li Qingxin.

After the third kowtow, Li Qingxin fell to the ground, and the blood on his forehead flowed on the bluestone face that had carried the long years of Bagua Mountain, flowing into the stone cracks and seeping into the soil.

Everyone can see that Li Qingxin's thin body is trembling, and everyone can hear it, Li Qingxin is crying heartbreakingly, and his tears moisten a large area of bluestone face.

"Listen to the disciples of Chiyang Sect" Li Qing was full of anger in his heart, and said with the sorrow in his heart: "Let the Peach Divine Sword be taken away by the Sword Shrine"

Chiyangmen listened quietly, there was no uproar, no indignation, just obeyed the orders of the master, because they all understood the hardships of the master.

"But"

Li Qingxin tensed the back of his hands under the force of both hands, and shouted: "I, Li Qingxin, swear here, that I will definitely insert the sword mound and eight swords on the Bagua Mountain in this life."

The sound of the words penetrates the Bagua Mountain, the blood is boiling up and down the Chiyang Gate, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom all over the mountain.

At this time, outside the Bagua Mountain, a black-shirted man with long hair and stubble on his face walked quietly, without attracting the attention of the nearby Daojun Immortals.

In the main hall, Yu Zhanqian and Wu Zhending looked at each other and smiled, feeling that the blood of Bagua Mountain has been passed down from generation to generation, and they are pleased that the meaning represented by the peach blossoms in this mountain is in full bloom, because the Taishang Inner Scene of Chiyang Gate is not only a successor, but also a green one.

"Hehe, the people in Chiyangmen are so cute, no wonder they have a relationship with you." The Lord of the Pavilion sighed with a smile.

In this atmosphere, a cold snort instantly extinguished the blood up and down the Chiyang Gate, Zhuo Lingchao took a step forward and faced Li Qingxin, and shouted: "The head of the Chiyang Gate teaches crazy words, how can you say that you can take the eight swords of the Sword Shrine, and besides, my Sword Shrine is above board today to take the Peach Divine Sword, and I, Zhuo Lingchao, are standing here, if you Chiyangmen dare to fight, if you dare to fight, you will be less cowardly, don't let the world think that my Sword Shrine is bullying people, and don't let me feel that you have no one in Chiyangmen."

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Bearing"

"Who said that there is no one in Chiyangmen"

From the Niubi Peak came an angry shout, and then two streamers swept to the stone flat in front of the main hall, first a young farmer, rolled up his trouser legs and a pair of cloth shoes, carrying a long sword on his shoulder, the red mark on the center of his eyebrows was particularly eye-catching, and the three bright yellow long incense sticks in the square furnace behind him burned the sky-high cigarettes, which was very suitable for the occasion. The other figure is a woman in a flower dress, with long hair and waist-length eyes like ink, holding a candy man in her hand, and a purple sword flying around her.

Li Qingxin raised his head and called: "Master Uncle"

At this time, Yu Zhanqian and Wu Zhending hurried to Li Qingxin's side, the two of them looked at each other with pity, Yu Zhanqian reprimanded the master in Li Qingxin's mouth: "Haoran, why did you get out of the customs, didn't the master teach you to recover your vitality"

On the side, Wu Zhending's gaze moved away from Li Haoran, and swept towards the woman in flower, with a resentful face, "Miss Xiaozhao, didn't you promise not to let Haoran get out, how can you not believe it?"

The woman in the flower dress licked the candy man, ignoring how many young disciples of the Sword Shrine were fanatical at this time because of her beautiful appearance, her eyes moved, and she said embarrassedly: "Old man, I thought about it, instead of hurting his heart, it is better to hurt his body, if he doesn't come out at this time, he will regret it for the rest of his life." ”

"You" Wu Zhending wanted to speak and stopped, and his words softened: "You are hurting him, alas"

"Fifth Master" Li Haoran's voice was weak, but there was a smile on his face, "Qingxin is still young, I should carry it for him first." ”

Perhaps because the angry shout just now hurt his vitality, Li Haoran covered his mouth and coughed dryly, scarlet blood was vaguely visible between his fingers, and his face was vicissitudes.

Yu Zhanqian and Wu Zhending saw it in their eyes and felt distressed in their hearts.

Li Haoran wiped away the blood with his hand, comforted the two with a smile, and said calmly: "Uncle Master, Uncle Five, you often say that I am both like Master and Uncle Xiao, today, I will let you see that I am more wild and uninhibited than Uncle Xiao"

After that, Li Haoran picked up the sword and pointed it at the main hall with its sheath, a few strands of long hair moved with the wind, his eyebrows were redder and deeper, and he said arrogantly: "Zhuo Lingchao, before I fall, you can't get the Peach God Sword."

"Presumptuous" Zhuo Lingchao instantly bypassed Li Qingxin, Yu Zhanxuan, and Wu Zhending, stood on the stone steps and faced Li Haoran, and said angrily: "There is no respect for the elders, and the mouth is crazy, if you are in the sword mound, I will abolish your cultivation."

The woman in flower clothes took a step forward, stood side by side with Li Haoran, and replied: "You also said that if you are in the Sword Shrine, you are not a person from Chiyangmen, why does he respect you, why does he want you to discipline."

Zhuo Lingchao stared at the woman in flower clothes, his eyes were immediately attracted by the purple divine sword beside her, his eyes narrowed, and he asked, "The heir of the Eastern Emperor of the Wa Blood Divine Sword"

"Yes." The woman in the flower dress does not hide her identity.

Zhuo Lingchao sneered and said coldly: "Since you are not from Chiyangmen, then what qualifications do you have to intervene, not to mention that the Eastern Emperor Shili is not a person in the righteous path, so you are even less qualified to meddle in the affairs of the righteous path."

"I don't like you, isn't this reason enough," the woman in the flower dress said bluntly.

Zhuo Lingchao was unmoved, just snorted coldly and said: "Donghuang Shili is so relieved that you are not afraid of a successor in vain when you walk the world."

Of course, the woman in flower clothes understood the meaning of Zhuo Lingchao's words, and said sarcastically: "Then you ask the Eastern Emperor to leave, but he may not recognize you." ”

"Sharp teeth." Zhuo Lingchao didn't argue with the juniors much, because he would lose no matter how serious he was with her.

"Stinky and shameless." The woman in the flower dress replied disdainfully.

Li Haoran said to the woman in flower clothes at this time: "Miss Xiaozhao, thank you." ”

"No thanks." The woman in the flower dress licked the sugar man again.

Zhuo Lingchao looked down at Li Haoran again, in the end, he was still angry, and while looking at Li Haoran, he also used his divine sense to snoop, and said with a straight face: "Although you broke through to the Immortal Venerable Realm and comprehended the fire of the five elements, not long after entering the country, you were seriously injured and even your heart was replaced by the demon beast's Mu Dan, what do you do to fight with me?"

Zhuo Lingchao's eyes widened angrily and shouted thunder, no one expected that he would instantly burst out with a lifetime of terrifying qi, like a tsunami crushing the fluttering Li Haoran, who was directly forced to retreat a hundred steps, even if the long sword was desperately crutches to the ground, it was difficult to support his body, his soul was almost broken, the sea of qi was turbulent, and his body fell to the ground after spitting blood from the sky.

"You" the woman in the flower dress was caught off guard and angry.

Zhuo Lingchao continued: "A waste person still dares to fight with me, I said that there is no one in Chiyang Gate, is it wrong?"

His words resounded through the Bagua Mountain, and the qi machine swept out of the boundary line with mountain peach blossoms, frightening the Ten Directions Dao Monarch and the land immortals who were not high in cultivation to retreat in panic, and the flying dust covered the sky and the sun, but the black-shirted figure stepped into the boundary at this moment and spoke in the wind.

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