Lin Shan took out the elder token that was once given to him by Elder Nightingale Taishang in Bianliang, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, in the headquarters of the Nightingale of the Bowang Houfu.

Ma Jiansheng took the frosted in his hand for a long time, sighed, seemed to evoke a long memory, and was stunned for a while.

Yin Wuming and the Black Skull Demon Lord next to him were all stunned, and they faintly felt a little bad, what kind of ecstasy soup did this kid pour into Ma Jiansheng? And what is so strange about that sword book that makes Ma Jiansheng so excited?

"Unexpectedly, today's double happiness came, not only did I get the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, but I also met fellow villagers from the same organization." Ma Jiansheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and the look of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

Then he chatted with Lin Shan: "Where are you from southern Xinjiang?" ”

Lin Shan: "The younger generation of Qinghe County." ”

Ma Jiansheng: "Coincidentally! I'm from Ke County, and I was born next door. ”

Lin Shan: "The younger generation also joined the Nightingale Helm in Ke County. ”

Ma Jiansheng: "Coincidentally! I later became the helmsman of Quang Nam County, which was also next door. ”

Lin Shan: "The younger generation's sword technique to ward off evil spirits was found in Ke County. ”

Ma Jiansheng sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity that I mistakenly believed the rumors and searched for ten years in Guangnan County next door!" ”

Lin Shan: "I later went to the headquarters of the Imperial Capital Bianliang Nightingale, and I became an elder of Keqing because of fate. ”

Ma Jiansheng couldn't help nodding: "Later, I also went to the capital to report on my work, and it was logical that I was promoted from the helmsman to the innate elder..."

The two suddenly fell silent, looked at each other for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!!"

This startled coldly startled the Black Skull Demon Lord and Yin Wuming next to him, thinking to himself what was wrong with these two people? Why do you like babbling?

And Lin Shan and Ma Jiansheng have such a pair of codes, and there is no doubt in their hearts that such unhealthy habits must be members of the same organization as Nightingale.

After verifying their identities, the two sympathized with each other, and Lin Shan took out a dry prop from the storage space, handed over the tea to the post, and bowed to the teacher.

Ma Jiansheng helped him up with both hands, and couldn't help but say "Okay, good" three times in his mouth, and at the same time cordially admonished.

"Since you have become my personal disciple, he walks the rivers and lakes every day, if you encounter an unstoppable enemy, you might as well report the name of my sword saint Ma Yuanjue, maybe I can save your life, remember to remember!"

Lin Shan's face was solemn, as if he wanted to keep this sentence in mind.

"Master rest assured, the apprentice will walk in the cultivation realm in the future, no matter where he goes, he will definitely carry forward the name of the master Sword Saint, and let our Sword Saint be famous all over the world!"

Ma Jiansheng couldn't help nodding after hearing this, feeling that this apprentice was really right, and he still had such ambition, coupled with his qualifications and understanding, he might be able to catch up with his footsteps in the future.

Of course, if he knew that Lin Shan was a troublemaker, no matter where he went, he might not accept him as an apprentice.

But at least for now, Ma Jiansheng is satisfied with everything about him.

The master and apprentice were talking and laughing here, but Yin Wuming and the Black Skull Demon Lord next to them were cold in their hearts, the former felt that his life was in danger, and the latter was annoyed and missed the innate spirit treasure.

A large group of sub-demon monks couldn't help but be disheartened when they saw that someone had become a personal disciple and had no hope of getting out of the predicament, and secretly thought about other ways to get out.

The righteous monks who were watching the play on the other side were also very surprised, but they didn't expect that Yin Wuming of the Blood River Hall would be defeated, but they were broken through by Lin Shan, a dark horse, and they kept talking about each other.

Anyway, they are very leisurely, as long as they don't anger the three personalities in the red-robed young man's body, just wait for reinforcements obediently.

And Lin Shan chatted with Ma Jiansheng about the customs and customs of southern Xinjiang, and the villagers saw the villagers, and there were endless topics.

It's just that when talking about "The Sword Spectrum of Warding Off Evil Spirits", Lin Shan was a little worried, should this new master really want to go to the palace?

Ma Jiansheng smiled and told him that he was just curious, and he was just borrowing from it, and he was not interested in being a sissy.

Lin Shan breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, Ma Jiansheng mentioned that as far as he knew, "Sword Spectrum to Waroff Evil Spirits" was just a castrated version of "Sunflower Treasure Book", and he wanted to practice the full version.

This can surprise Lin Shan!

Is there really a "Sunflower Treasure Book"? You must know that the "Sword Technique of Warding Off Evil Spirits" is already an innate martial arts, so isn't the "Sunflower Treasure Book" a true sword technique?

I just don't know the level, whether it's a spell or a supernatural power...

Ma Jiansheng's eyes were gloomy, and he said that even if he searched all over the world in this life, he must find the complete version of the "Sunflower Treasure Book", and the will contained in it cannot be shaken.

Lin Shan is a little painful, what are you doing thinking about that kind of "thing that can only be learned from the palace"?

……

As the night passed, the sky was white.

The red-robed young man was shocked, Ma Jiansheng retreated behind the scenes, and the martial arts head went online again.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the rivers and lakes are urging..."

As soon as this burst of cheers, everyone couldn't help but feel excited, remembering the fear of being dominated by boxing practice yesterday, and hurriedly stood up the two teams without waiting for the arrangement, and pulled up the boxing frame one by one and automatically opened the swing.

“......”

The martial arts head stagnated, and the words behind him were stillborn.

Then he saw Lin Shan standing beside him, and sent him to the front of the team to continue to be the foreman, teaching everyone the essence and skills of boxing.

Everyone is jealous to death, this kid has not only become the personal disciple of "Ma Jiansheng", but also the celebrity in front of the "martial arts head", three points in the world, and has already won two, who can compete with him?

However, Yin Wuming has not given up yet, he is a demon Dao Tianjiao, and his mind is tough and strong, although he hit a wall with "Ma Jiansheng" last night, he was not discouraged.

With his talent and talent, he may not be able to find another way, and instead of winning the favor of the "martial arts leader" today, it may be another way to survive at that time.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance.

Because at this time, another group of monks visited here, but this time they did not pass by, but came deliberately.

A huge divine consciousness swept over everyone in the forest, goosebumps rose wildly on everyone's bodies, and they felt that the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was faintly boiling, and then the sound of thunder like an urn shook the heavens and the earth.

"I am the first seat of the Heavenly Silkworm Peak of the Royal Beast Valley, Hun Tuo Zhenjun, how dare you detain the elders of the outer sect sent by me!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly looked up.

The righteous path monks were overjoyed, they didn't expect the Imperial Beast Valley Yuan Infant Power to come so quickly, the sect's outer sect elder Pei Zhenren had just been captured yesterday morning, and today there was a great power to come to the rescue.

Lin Shan was originally overjoyed last night, thinking that after two days for the "Ma Sword Saint" to suppress the other two, he would be able to escape with him, but he didn't expect the righteous path power to react so quickly!

No wonder Pei Zhen's mouth was so big at the beginning, claiming to be able to block so much trouble for himself, it turned out that in the Valley of the Royal Beast, there was the support of the elder of the Yuan Infant Stage.

In fact, this Huntuo True Monarch of the Royal Beast Valley is really the ancestor of Pei Zhenren's lineage, and he was originally nearby, so he hurried over after learning the news.

The Demon Dao monks turned pale, and they turned their heads to look at the head of the Martial Sect, and they didn't know if this could stop the Yuan Infant Monk.

The head of the martial arts sect looked calm, looking at the front and was silent, but the momentum of his whole body rose, and the huge coercion radiated out, faintly fighting against the heavens.

The moment Hun Tuo Zhenjun came, he had already seen a group of people in the forest, including Pei Zhenren and other people from the Imperial Beast Valley Gate, as well as the two sides of the righteous and demonic sides and the red-robed young man.

"Lei Yinzi, you disregarded the overall situation of the Righteous Path Alliance, brazenly detained my sect people, affected the strategic blockade of the eastern coast, and indirectly let go of a large number of defeated demon path troops by delaying the fighters, I will take you down today for the time being, and see what the bull-nosed old Daoists of the Zixiao Sect say in the future!"

The Elders of the Zixiao Sect didn't seem to spread the ugly story of Lei Yinzi being taken away everywhere, so even the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator of the Imperial Beast Valley was kept in the dark.

A cuff covering the sky shrouded it, as if it was going to take everyone away on the field, and everyone was sealed at this time, and there was no way to escape or resist, so they could only watch the cuffs get bigger and bigger.

"If you are the handpicked head of the family, how can you allow you to hurt the juniors of the clan?"

The head of the martial arts sect quickly made a move, blocking the "sleeve in the sleeve" just now, and then went up to the sky and fought with Hun Tuo Zhenjun.

Everyone was shocked to see it, the sea of vitality in the sky was agitated, countless insects covered the sky and the sun, and the shadows of the fists flew sideways in all directions, and the two of them fought each other to trigger a huge vision, and a gust of wind pressed the forest sea below to bend down.

Immediately afterward, everyone could see that there was a rain of insects in the sky, and unknown insect corpses fell, but the Hun Tuo Zhenjun of the Royal Beast Valley didn't care, it seemed that these insects were nothing more than a drop in the bucket for him.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the vision in the sky disappeared, and Huntuo Zhenjun was wounded and fled far away.

The head of the martial arts sect landed in rags, and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood with "wow", as if both sides were defeated in this battle, and then staggered and lost their sound, and the consumption was too serious and fell into a deep sleep.

was turned to be taken over by "Master Cen".

"There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea..."

Everyone below was shocked, they didn't expect that the head of the martial arts sect would be able to draw with the righteous path Yuan infant monk, but in the end, it seemed that it was unsustainable, so they could only withdraw from the pit and replace Master Cen to come forward.

However, after yesterday's torture, everyone immediately sat cross-legged when they saw the substitution, with an expression of quietly listening and waiting for class.

“......”

Master Cen's tone was stagnant, and the words that followed were stillborn.

Yin Wuming hasn't given up saving himself at this time, just now the Yuan Infant Stage monks in the Imperial Beast Valley have already appeared, so there will be more Yuan Infant Stage in the future, if he doesn't hurry up, I'm afraid there will really be no chance!

Fortunately, before he joined the Black Lotus Sect, he was born in a scholarly family in the distant Lu country, and the culture of the Lu country was prosperous all over the palace.

Next, Yin Wuming tried his best to express himself, assisted and cooperated with Master Cen to quote scriptures, and relied on the little ink in his chest to barely help, and finally got Master Cen's appreciation, and appreciated him more and more.

Yin Wuming's heart was excited, he knew that only by tying up one personality first, would he have a chance to survive at that time, and as for the final three personalities competing for dominance, he could also find a way to provide some external support.

However, when he was about to gain the trust of Master Cen.

It was already noon, and a group of righteous monks flew in from the west, and it seemed that they had also made a special trip to the door.

"I am the first seat of Mangdang Mountain in Qianyun Pavilion, Liuyun Zhenjun, which Daoist friend deliberately blocked the monks of the Righteous Path Alliance here?"

Everyone looked up again, and found that this time it was another Yuan Infant Monk, one had just come in the early morning, and another one had come at noon, and the efficiency of the Righteous Path camp was really fast!

The hearts of the righteous path people in the forest were once again excited, and the elders who had always believed in the righteous path would never forget to save them no matter how busy they were, and this was indeed the case.

The people of the Demon Dao looked at Master Cen again in a panic, and they didn't know if this person had the level of a martial arts head or not, and whether he could stop the Yuan Infant Monk.

Master Cen didn't say a word, although his old man's chest was scarce in Chinese, but as a teacher, he should stand up and protect the safety of his students, and it is incumbent on him!

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"Boom Boom Boom~"

The battle began in the sky again, and everyone in the forest nervously knelt on the ground to watch the battle, and their hearts were tormented, and they wished that the battle would end soon.

A quarter of an hour later, Liuyun Zhenjun was injured and went away, and when Master Cen came back, he coughed up blood, and was forced to return to his body to recuperate, and the sword saint Ma Yuanjue appeared again.

"Heaven does not give birth to my Ma Yuanjue, and the way of the sword is like a long night!"

This time, no one deliberately pandered to please him, because they knew that this person who had no desire to control, and the position of the disciple was gone, no matter how much they flattered, it would be useless.

Yin Wuming was dumbfounded for a long time, and finally his heart was completely dead.

He really tried his best, but who told the righteous reinforcements to come so quickly disrupted his plans again and again.

Ma Jiansheng sat quietly cross-legged alone, as if he was taking advantage of the other two people's personality to launch rounds of attacks, trying to suppress them as soon as possible, take off the obsession on his body, and restore his free body.

……

Night, sub-hour.

Three streams of fire crossed the sky again, followed by a large area of retreat.

This time, the righteous path came to three true monarchs, and he also personally brought a group of monks to suppress the formation.

And these three are none other than the three elders of the Zixiao Sect who had just had a fight with the Guardian Dharma King a few days ago.

The righteous path everyone finally couldn't help cheering, the righteous path seniors came together, and this wave was stable!

The people of the Demon Dao bowed their heads and said nothing, their eyes were dark, as if they had accepted their fate.

Ma Jiansheng opened his eyes and sighed expressionlessly, as if he was talking to himself.

"You two pedantic people, you still don't allow me to leave at this time, you have to protect the descendants of the family and the students under you, it's really stubborn...

Well, who made me promise you before..."

He took out a red sword, his eyes were unwavering, the sword intent around him began to converge, and the sound of gold and iron "sonorous" sounded, and there seemed to be a huge dragon lurking in his body slowly waking up.

The three elders of the Heavenly Purple Sky Sect had already flown in, and they had already understood that the red-robed young man in front of them was no longer Lei Yinzi, and they also knew the difficulty of the "Guardian Dharma King", so they used all their strength as soon as they made a move.

A mighty heavenly river rolled in, as if washing away all the sins of the world, and there were ants everywhere it passed, and the target source pointed directly at the red-robed youth below.

On this solemn night, Ma Jiansheng looked up at the end of the Tianhe River, the bright moon that had been hanging high since ancient times.

He recalled the scenes of the past, singing fencing in Daze in southern Xinjiang, hitting the middle stream in Wuxia Water Gate, galloping horses on the ancient road in the Western Wilderness to try swords, and lying in the snow in the northern cold ice field.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside, and when did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year.

"Buzz~"

The dull sword groans gradually connected from low to high, accompanied by the echoes of the forest that were stacked repeatedly, composing the melody of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, rippling in everyone's hearts.

At that moment, his slender and thin figure seemed to stand up to the sky, showing the iron bones of a martial arts swordsman.

Chivalry, hoe the strong and help the weak, loyal to the liver and courage, free from all over the world, fighting the sword world.

A sharp and fierce sword intent rose from the ground, and countless torrents of Yuan Qi between heaven and earth began to gather, and the amazing will contained in it was like a volcanic eruption.

When a chivalrous man has the power of an immortal cultivator, what kind of sparks will bloom from the combination of "immortal" and "chivalrous", and the blend of "power" and "meaning"?

With the cross-cutting of the Nine Heavens Thunder Waterfall, the figure and the sword were united against the current, and without hesitation, they killed into the rolling torrent, like a moth to a fire and hit a stone with an egg, accompanied by a deafening explosion, a circle of red and blue two-color circular shock waves, suddenly spread between heaven and earth.

At that moment, it was blazing and bright, as if it were eternal.

Everyone on the field stared blankly, and there was a sadness in their hearts for no reason, and the next moment they suddenly found that the cultivation on their bodies had been restored, and the seal had loosened and fallen off and disappeared as early as the sword light soared into the sky...

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