The mighty five states are cold, and Xuanyuan is purple and blue. There are countless divine soldiers, who in the world doesn't wear a sword?

The sword is a heavenly weapon, whether it is a high-ranking official, a famous family, a literati, a knight, or a businessman, a trader, a pawn, they are all proud to admire it. Among the cultivators, there are many sects that use long swords as their main weapons, such as the Water Moon Sect, such as the Jade Void Cave, such as Qingcheng Mountain, and such as Shu Mountain.

Among them, Qingcheng Mountain is in the east of Shu Mountain, the distance is not too far, about more than 1,000 miles, and at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, a big city is built according to the mountain, called Qingcheng.

On this day, a half-gray and half-white donkey walked at the gate of Qingcheng City, and a half-asleep boy with his eyes closed and half-asleep was lying on the donkey. The boy's strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of the government soldiers guarding the city gate, but for some reason he vaguely felt that this young man could not do anything bad, so he didn't come forward to interrogate and let the boy and the donkey go into the city.

The donkey who had just entered the city widened his eyes and looked around, after all, a city has a city's scenery, and what the customs of this city are, and what the customs of the people are, can be seen from the crowds coming and going in this city.

For example, there are many people in the rivers and lakes here who wear swords, and there are also many cultivators on the street, most of these monks wear Taoist robes and carry a magic sword. There are also too many blacksmith shops in this Qingcheng, there are four or five on this street, and almost every one of them is mainly for sword casting, and the shop is full of all kinds of iron swords.

This city must advocate the use of swords, and the folk customs are martial, Ryoma thought in his heart, but when it went farther and farther only to find that the city was simply full of tourists, and almost all of them carried bamboo baskets on their arms, Ryoma peeked at it, this bamboo basket was full of some incense and candles, Ryoma realized that the most afraid on this street is not the swordsman, but these pilgrims who don't know where the Buddhist temple and Taoist temple;

I am afraid that there are more Shang Dao than Shang Jian in this city, and those cultivators who bear the sword must be disciples of the nearby Taoist temple, but I don't know what so many Dao disciples are going down the mountain about.

Longma naturally does not know that this Qingcheng Mountain has been a famous Taoist mountain since ancient times, and it is the legendary ancestral land of the Heavenly Master. So the Longmen faction greeted the people of Longhu Mountain who traveled all over the world, and waited for the main master of Longhu Mountain to come.

After finding a noodle shop, Ryoma gently lifted his two front hooves to shake Luo Buyi off his back, and then stood still by the bench himself, his posture was extremely familiar, and it seemed that he had not done this once or twice.

And Luo Buyi, who was shaken off, sat on the bench easily, carrying a paper umbrella and a knife, carrying a wooden stick in his arms, as if he was awake but not awake, as if he was asleep, hanging his head without saying a word.

The store saw that there were customers and hurriedly came over to greet him, but who expected that he had just walked to the weird Luo Buyi, and he was stunned before he opened his mouth, as if he knew what Luo Buyi was going to eat, he turned around and went back to bring out two bowls of green onion noodles to Luo Buyi, until the bowl was put on the table and collided with the table and made a soft "dong" sound, and the store scratched his head as if he had just woken up from a dream and looked at Luo Buyi in surprise, and returned to the board for some reason.

It was also very hungry, and the livestock had a great appetite, and the large bowl of noodles that had just been served on the table had not yet emitted half a trace of fragrance, and Ryoma opened his mouth and took a roll of his tongue and rolled the noodles with soup into his mouth, leaving only a large porcelain bowl that was blank and clean and shiny as new.

"Oops!" the shopkeeper trotted around in front of the board, shouting as he ran: "Guest! Your donkey is so beautiful!" As soon as he ran to Luo Buyi, all the words that the store wanted to say changed their taste, and the speed of changing his face was even faster than when Ryoma ate noodles just now.

However, from beginning to end, Luo Buyi didn't even glance at the store, just stretched out his chopsticks and swayed in the bowl to pick up a piece of noodles and eat it in his mouth, chewing it carefully.

At this time, there was a noise on the street, but it turned out to be several young Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Master Dao, wearing red cloaks and Heavenly Master crowns, and stepping on magic swords.

I can't help but be in an uproar, it is already a consensus that this imperial object flight is the specialty of a ground-level master, not to mention that several heavenly masters are not even older than the age of their establishment, and the future is very high!

"Okay!" In the crowd, there were Heavenly Master Dao disciples who came from all over the world, cheering, and they felt that the spring breeze was shining brightly.

However, the crowd of the Longmen faction shook their heads slightly, slightly annoyed. What is the Heavenly Master Dao pretending to be, and it is also pretending to be in front of them, and suddenly a disciple can't help but say: "It's just a small trick, look at the sword!" As he spoke, he pulled out the magic sword from behind his back, and gently buckled it with the knuckle of his middle finger on the sword, "Qiang" sounded softly, and the sword sound was crisp and pleasant, but the magic sword under the feet of the young Heavenly Master Dao trembled slightly, only to see a large wooden board appear in front of everyone, on the wooden board were several Heavenly Masters who stepped on the magic sword, but under the wooden board were nearly a dozen disciples, and the strings were generally closely connected to each other.

"Haha..."

The onlookers burst out laughing, it turned out that this was the so-called young ground-level master! This was the dashing celestial master of the Edgeworth Flight!

Just as everyone was laughing, another laugh came from mid-air: "Hahaha! This is the trick carefully prepared by the old man, how is it, is it wonderful? Where is the white-haired child?" With the sound of a magic sword, the surface of the magic sword is soaring, but if you don't look carefully, you will definitely think that it is still a broken wooden sword that plays with children. And on the magic sword stood a bearded old man with gray hair and wearing an apricot yellow robe.

"Shameless old thief, since you are here, how can the old man not come to see you make a fool?" As soon as the words fell, another broken wooden sword fell from the sky, and this wooden sword was full of water and fire, and it was very simple. And when the wooden sword has not fallen, a green-shirted Taoist robe figure flew through the air, stepped on the wooden sword and turned around in mid-air a few times before falling steadily, and this self-proclaimed "old man" Taoist has long black hair, only a strand of sideburns is white, and he looks only in his early forties.

"See the Old Heavenly Master!" "Heavenly Master Dao, everyone, big and small, young and old, all bowed to the old Dao to the end.

At the same time, all the Daoists of the Longmen Sect, regardless of height, shortness, fatness, thinness, stupidity, beauty and ugliness, also made a joke, and said in unison: "See the master!"

For a time, apricot yellow and cyan were distinct.

Not to mention the joint appearance of the real people of the two Great Dao Sects, they also brought their disciples to make such a big show, which has not been done for more than ten years. Seeing this, they quickly knelt down and kowtowed, and some even lit incense candles on the spot and knelt down on the spot.

Obediently, these are all living immortals, Longhu Mountain will not talk about it first, just say that the Longmen faction on Qingcheng Mountain almost resisted the siege of all the demons within a radius of three thousand miles with the strength of the "Heavenly Change" more than ten years ago, and swore to protect Qingcheng, and the old head passed away because of this, and the disciples of the sect did not survive one in ten, and they gradually recovered after more than ten years of cultivation.

After the two masters met, they didn't quarrel much, but one stepped on a wooden sword, floating above everyone's heads, and the novelty was that the bearded old road would invisibly separate a narrow passage almost wherever he went. After a long time, the head of the Dragon Sect said: "Hmph, you gained a lot from your epiphany last time!"

"Haha! Little meaning, small meaning, the old man has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, killing demons and destroying countless demons, in exchange for this little opportunity to have an epiphany, hehe, don't say it, it feels cool!"

Epiphany is hard to come by, some of them have become prefecture-level masters because of one of them, some of them have made great progress in Taoism, and some of them have slept for several days.

After the crowd surrounded the two old immortals and left, the street that had just been noisy returned to calm. At this time, Luo Buyi, the noodle stall next to the road, was still eating noodles one by one, and he was not attracted by the lively scene just now. It's just that it takes most of the day to eat one, which is really anxious.

And Ryoma's eyes are calm like a pool of deep water, which is very strange, this donkey seems to be a jing, and his eyes are strange and scary. The shopkeeper hurriedly retreated a few steps to the side, in case something suddenly harmed him.

Ryoma has long been surprised, whether it is the slow pace when Luo Buyi eats noodles, or the strange gaze of the shopkeeper, it is a posture of a dead pig in clothes who is not afraid of boiling water, anyway, this is also a donkey, otherwise it is okay to treat it as a second-rate scoundrel.

It's just that suddenly, two wooden swords, one left and one right, were inserted on Luo Buyi's table, one was staggered, and the other was compatible with fire and water.

At the same time, two different voices shouted in unison: "Wake up!"