"Little ...... Uncle Junior?"

The girl was a little incredulous, and carefully looked at the young man in front of her, he was not a few years older than herself, he was a genuine mortal cultivator, his appearance was acceptable, he was not handsome, but his swordsmanship was extraordinary, he could resist the sea of insects, and he could cut the sword and cultivate, and the identity of this little uncle did not seem to be fake.

"Was that a sword momentum?"

"That's right, what's your name?" someone pretended to be approachable, his voice was nervous, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to ask whatever he wanted.

"Song, Song Zidie. ”

"Has the foundation been built?"

"Hmm. Song Zidie nodded obediently.

Luoyang sat down with a smile and continued to ask, "Dao Ji has seven tricks?"

Song Zidie nodded again and snickered privately, Uncle Xiao is very sunny, very gentle, stupid, and can't chat at all?

"Seven tricks are good, only the seven tricks can open the meridian acupoints. ”

"Build the foundation and feel the spirit, and now I will teach you the cultivation of the mortal realm. ”

"There are a total of 720 acupuncture points in the human body, 309 double acupoints, 52 single acupoints, 50 meridian and extra-strange acupoints, ......"

Above the clouds, the young patriarch and the master Wuchen stood side by side, looked at Xianzhou with a smile, and praised: "Not bad, not bad." ”

"Ancestor, we don't have to come at all, what kind of person is Uncle Qi, the sky is so high that the sword immortal will not look at the wrong person!"

Wu Chen said with a smile, thinking that this sycophant was perfect, but he didn't expect it to attract the white eyes of the young patriarch.

"I'm talking about that girl, one body and two souls, and she has built a foundation at a young age, which is good!"

Wu Chen laughed dryly twice, fell silent, and saw through it without saying anything.

What kind of master and what kind of apprentice, the ancestor and Uncle Qi are an old stubborn donkey, and the other is a little stubborn donkey, which is not worry-free. Now, he hopes that this little stubborn donkey can be well-behaved, don't mess with right and wrong, he has endured too many winds and rains that he shouldn't bear over the years of being in charge, and his hair is a lot grayer.

The smoke curls, the chickens and dogs bark, the ripples scatter the cloudless blue sky, seven or eight full boats return to the shore, and the five or six children chasing each other on the lakeside threw themselves into their father's arms, looking curiously at the fish and shrimp in the net.

A little fragrant, the grass dances, and the graceful twenty-eight girl leans lazily on the embankment, squinting at the fox eyes, looking at everything on the lakeside, yearning.

She is similar to those children, and she is also looking forward to it, and she has been looking forward to it for five years, and she doesn't know when her brother will come back......

Thoughts surged, and his bare hands gradually clenched the hem of his skirt, alone in the cold of the steep wind.

The branches and leaves swayed gently, and the streamer from the sky fell on the embankment, turning into a thin old man.

"Miss, please hand over Qi Tianxiang's juniors to the Immortal Alliance for processing, and the price will be paid to you. ”

"20 million high-grade spirit stones, with a portrait, don't get me into trouble!" The girl didn't look back, and continued to look at the calm mirror lake, with a sense of excitement.

The old man nodded, simply took out two bags of spirit stones, respectfully placed them on the side of the embankment, and walked away.

Raising her hand to hold a few strands of stubborn green silk behind her ear, the girl couldn't help but sigh softly, she didn't like this sense of oppression that the mountain rain was about to come.

Gods, demons, demons and ghosts look around, the outer road is ready to move, the common people cannot do without Kunlun; the immortal alliance dominates the world, the dynasty rises and falls, and there can be no Kunlun in the world.

The Tao is different and does not conspire with each other, and the nine veins are destined to be a bloody storm.

The copper kettle is dripping, and the time is dripping.

The teenagers in the Tianzi No. 16 cabin woke up one after another, and after the initial panic, they calmed down one after another, and sprung up around Luoyang, listening to him preach and watching him repair wooden swords.

Luoyang's voice was calm, without the nervousness at the beginning.

While speaking, he looked at the wooden sword in his hand, and he had to fight swords when he went to the mountain gate, and the Sauvignon Blanc was too sharp and not suitable for sword fighting.

The dusty fairy boat gradually slowed down, and the fine and obscure formations at the bottom of the fairy boat lit up one by one, and landed smoothly in the port under the guidance of the port shower, ending the journey of a day and a night.

Luoyang lifted the wooden sword that had just been made, looked at the group of children who were bowing, and quietly got up and walked out, with indescribable joy in his heart.

These disciples are all good, if there is no accident, they are enough to hold up the future sky of any sect, and Kunlun Immortal Sect is no exception.

The sun was shining, the air was fresh, Luoyang stepped on the deck relaxedly, and there was a rush of footsteps behind him after a few steps. Looking sideways, the twenty-eight girl with a graceful figure and a little light makeup flew towards Luoyang, squinting at the fox eyes, charming and moving.

Luoyang deftly staggered the girl and raised the wooden sword between the two.

The girl looked at the wooden sword, smiled and moved towards Luoyang, swaying the wind and willows, Chu Chu was moving.

Luoyang's face became more and more cold, his right hand lit up with a scarlet spell, and the girl distorted into the appearance of the Tuotian Ghost Emperor, and immediately felt countless killing intent.

It seemed to be jealous of Luoyang's terrible killing machine, the girl stopped and chuckled, raised her hand and threw out a bag of spirit stones, turned around and slowly retreated, her cherry lips opened slightly, and her voice was glutinous, very sultry.

"Little brother, this is compensation, the slave family has a small business, don't be too little. ”

The spell dissipated, Luo Yang was extremely disgusted to catch the spirit stone bag with his scabbard, and after taking all the spirit stones, he turned around and walked away indifferently, ignoring the girl from beginning to end, and did not take a second look.

"Goodbye, little brother, next time you will get a discount on the boat!"

The girl shouted loudly and waved her hands, pausing the footsteps of the passing passengers.

The port guy did not slack off in the slightest, and he only looked at the girl's back in awe.

The beggar is crazy, the blind is ruthless, and the eldest lady kills people and moves her mouth.

Don't look at this petite and lovely Hua Rongyue, you only need to move your mouth to kill your whole family, no matter who you are, there are no exceptions.

"I promise to love only Nannuo, a couple for the rest of my life. ”

"I promise to keep an absolute distance from any female outside of Nanno and never let them get close. ”

......

The oath of the mountains and seas that had been promised echoed endlessly in his mind, and Luoyang wandered on the streets, reading Nannuo's voice and smiling happiness.

The crowd was full of voices, and the thin young man passed by Luoyang, and with a flip of his palm, he stole Luoyang's Sumeru bag and another person's Sumeru ring, and walked away with the flow of people unhurriedly.

Luoyang shook his head, turned his spiritual power to suppress Nannuo's spell, turned around and walked into the alley next to him, his body melting into the shadows like water.

Wandering on the street for a while, the boy stopped in front of a stall at random, squatted down and picked and picked, but his mind was all on the surrounding rooftops, alleys, and pedestrians.

After confirming that no one was following, the boy turned around and walked into the alley, changing his clothes as he went, applying grease and powder, and changing his appearance.

When he approached the exit of the alley, the young man had already turned into a handsome and extraordinary son, wearing jade ornaments on his waist, and he had the spring breeze like the title of the gold list.

The shadows rippled, and Luoyang slowly emerged shadows, leaning on the alley with wooden swords around him, waiting for the rabbits.

The boy walked out of the alley humming a tune, and there was a sonorous and cold hum like a sword roar behind him.

"You and I are one and a half steps apart, this distance, I want to try, whether your escape technique is fast or my sword is fast!"

After a pause, the young man raised his hands high and slowly turned back to look.

The young man in white stood against the wall with his sword raised, his eyes cold and ruthless, like a butcher carrying a butcher's knife and thinking about how to slaughter his prey.