The two flying swords, one on the left and one on the right, bloomed with brilliance, like the sun and the moon hanging in the air, dazzling and beautiful.

Lu Ran nodded slightly after seeing that Zhu Xian took out the second flying sword, the wide robe and big sleeves fluttered in the wind, and a figure stepped through the void, his face was completely the same as Lu Ran's, but his dress was very different from Lu Ran.

This person is wearing a loose Taoist robe, wearing a lotus crown, carrying a peach wood sword, and hanging a snow-white peace and quiet charm on his waist, just like a Taoist real person.

After the man saw Lu Ran, he made a Taoist joke, then turned around and stepped out of the hundred zhang away, saw Li Zhu and said, "Presumably Your Excellency is the legendary sword cultivator Li Zhu, right?" ”

Away from Zhu's line of sight to fight against that person, his face showed a trace of caution, to say that the previous non-empty mage he was still able to suppress him with a one-handed swordsmanship, but this person in front of him is different from the non-empty monk, the person in front of him is called "Xuanyin", is Lu Ran's second extraordinarily incarnation, with the Tao of the Tao, is a real Taoist monk of the Fourteen Realms.

Li Zhu's face was heavy, and the two flying swords on his side were constantly trembling and hissing, and the sword qi involuntarily tilted out, just like the Milky Way entering the smoke waves, disturbing the aura of the mountains and rivers of this piece of heaven and earth, fluttering like hemp.

Xuanyin Daoist saw that Zhu didn't speak, and helped the lotus crown, and said with a hippie smile: "You don't have to hide it, Poor Dao is not an unreasonable person, so let's leave a flying sword, and Poor Dao will not be held accountable for trespassing in the town, how about it?" ”

Different from Lu Ran's solemnity and non-empty etherealism, Xuan Yin's character is more free and easy, and it is because Taoism advocates "if you don't do nothing, then you can't cure nothing".

It is strange to say that Lu Ran, as a protégé of Confucianism, has two clones that are not part of the orthodox Confucian Academy of Confucianism, one of the two clones is practicing Buddhism in the Western Elysium, and the other is practicing Taoist magic, which is not strange.

Li Zhu frowned slightly, and said, "If you want my sword, just take it yourself, and it will only increase the noise." ”

Xuan Yin raised his eyebrows, "Yo, the tone is not small, I am afraid that I don't know what my surname is if I don't show you a few hands." ”

After Xuan Yin finished speaking, his sleeve robe shook, and he pinched a spell, the scene between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and the sky suddenly tore open a gap, and countless silver thunderbolts exploded, instantly covering the entire sky, rumbling, with a chilling breath, as if a catastrophe had descended.

"Go!"

With a wave of Xuan Yin's sleeves, several heavenly thunders fell suddenly, with earth-shattering thunder, penetrating the clouds, and intertwined together when they fell, forming a hundred-zhang-long, thick as a python-like "silver dragon", which slammed towards the position where Li Zhu was.

Seeing this, Li Zhu hurriedly pinched the sword trick, the sword light was sharp, and the position a few feet away from Zhu was cut out of thin air, and suddenly separated Li Zhu and Xuan Yin into two pieces of heaven and earth, and where the two heavens and earth were connected, a galaxy appeared, the stars were bright, and Li Zhu was hanging above, like an immortal in the sky Milky Way.

The falling silver light thunder exploded on the galaxy, and for a while, the heavens and the earth were as bright as day in an instant.

The aura that erupted could be sensed in the capital of the Xia Kingdom thousands of miles away, and the people in Gyeonggi only felt that the scorching sun hanging in the sky had dimmed for a moment, but it was only a momentary occurrence, most people only thought that their eyes flashed, and this vision of heaven and earth could not escape the perception of the monks, and many monks only felt that the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth trembled at this moment, and it returned to this after a while.

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In Xia Chengyi's old house.

At this moment, Xia Chengyi and Zhong Quan sat facing each other.

Zhong Quan sat on the stool bored, and said, "You say, isn't that little white face really a hero?" I don't look at him like the legendary mountain immortals who fly with the sword, none of those immortals come and go without a trace, and disappear after a few swishs, this little white face is good, and he almost fell down after crossing the threshold, I see, he is just tricking the two of us, and uniting the Lu Shen stick to make a stumbling block for the two of us. ”

Xia Chengyi said while weaving the bamboo basket: "Is it that the heroes have nothing to do with us, besides, with the appearance of the two of us, what do you think is worth it for them to deal with us?" ”

Zhong Quan pinched his chin and nodded: "It's a little reasonable, but I still don't think that little white face looks like a master, I guess, that is, he will order the three-legged cat's indecent kung fu, and show off our stink here." ”

Speaking of this, Zhong Quan believed his guess more and more, and concluded that Li Qiding was not a great sword cultivator.

Xia Chengyi didn't talk, his hands kept moving, thinking about Li Qi's previous conversation with him, Li Qi told him that he would escort him for a distance in the future, but he had no plans to travel far away from the town, and it was still up to Lu Ran's face to listen to Li Qi's intentions to escort him, otherwise he would not have agreed to this.

Just as Xia Chengyi was thinking, there was a sudden explosion in the sky, and the sound was so loud that the two of them covered their ears.

Zhong Quan leaned next to Xia Chengyi and shouted at him, "Xia Chengyi! What's going on? ”

Xia Chengyi saw Zhong Quan's hideous face and yelled at him, although he couldn't hear what he said, but he could guess eight or nine, he shook his head and said that he didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword suddenly flashed a fine light, and Xia Qingfeng, who had been in retreat, suddenly appeared and came to Xia Chengyi's side.

Zhong Quan saw that the dwarf winter melon from before suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and he was a little surprised to find that the dwarf winter melon did not seem to be affected by the explosion.

Xia Qingfeng waved his hand and made a formation to isolate the courtyard, and then said with a solemn expression: "Master, what has happened in the past few days?" ”

Xia Chengyi felt a lot more relaxed in his ears, put down his hands and found that there was no explosion just now, and said, "Nothing has happened in the past few days, what's wrong?" Also, what was the explosion just now? ”

Xia Qingfeng just shook his head slightly, turned to look in the direction where the explosion came from, and his eyes were solemn.

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In a certain city god pavilion, a short old man with his hands on his back, slowly walked out of the door, there is a clay statue of the god on both sides of the gate, a civil official man holding a jade wat in his hand, another military general wearing armor and sword, hanging a military talisman on his waist, and a civet cat squatting on his shoulder, the appearance of the two gods is almost the same as the two statues of civil and military gods enshrined in the Wusheng Temple of Wenchang Pavilion.

The short old man glanced at the two statues, and said angrily: "Oh, it is worthy of being a living immortal who has lived for a long time, the old Wang Ba is holding his breath, the turtle lives, where is it like the old man I, a handful of old bones and old legs, and a person with half a body in the ground still has to walk around." ”

The short old man chattered like this for a long time, and he was not annoyed, and he talked over and over again, as if he wanted to bring the two clay statues to life.

I don't know how long it took, the short old man said that his mouth was dry, and when he saw that the two clay statues still didn't move, his eyes rolled, and he coughed slightly, "If you two don't speak, the old man will be considered as if you agreed, and if the Confucian Temple is angry with the old man and me, I will say that it is with the acquiescence of the two of you, and if you don't speak, I will all agree to it." ”

The tanuki squatting on the general's shoulder suddenly turned into a fine light, and then a black tanuki that was no different from the shoulder of the idol appeared, the black tanuki's hair was like thick ink, and a pair of emerald eyes stared at the short old man like a ghostly fire, and said: "Old man Feng, I advise you to be honest lately, don't think about crookedness." ”

When the short old man heard this, he immediately blew his nose and glared: "Who is calling Old Man Feng?" It's not big or small, you want to call Old Master Feng, you know? ”

The tanuki ignored the old man, turned around and jumped to the incense stand behind him, and then lay on the edge of the incense burner and squinted his eyes, only to see wisps of white mist pouring out of the stove and entering the tanuki's body, making the already smooth and bright hair more supple and translucent.