Under the cliff of Xuyun Mountain, there is a cave blessed land, which is rumored to be left by the ancestor Yue Wenjun, and it is a forbidden place.

A man in a blue shirt and a Taoist robe walked slowly at the entrance of the cave with his hands rolled up in his sleeves.

The blue-robed Taoist leader Wang Wenqing has three swords behind his back, named: "Shenxiao, Five Thunders, Red Dust" with long beard and gray hair, an old face, and no more than forty years old. A pair of eyes are clear and bright, and the walking steps are gentle.

He held Cheng Qingmeng's black long sword in his hand and stopped when he walked to the gate of this cave blessed land.

"Master. ”

A white-haired old man came out of the cave, his beard was white, and his white robe looked like an immortal outside the world.

In fact, in Wang Wenqing's heart, this master was also an amiable, laughing and scolding, extremely close master!

It's just that after the master and apprentice met ten years ago, there was less opportunity to meet, and it was even rarer to see a smiling face!

When he came out, his expression was slightly tired, his sparse eyelids were still drooping, and when he came out, his face was even more sad: "Wen Qing, do you still hate Master's decision back then?"

Wang Wenqing lowered his eyebrows gloomily and shook his head: "Everything is providential, I don't have anything to hate! Besides, it's not your fault in this matter!"

Looking at the apprentice, Jiang Nan Yunhua sighed slightly: "You and Tingyu fell out, it wasn't my intention! It's just that sometimes the world is unpredictable and unpredictable!"

Wang Wenqing bowed his head and was silent, looking at the ground under his feet in a daze.

Seeing his performance, the white-haired old man sighed and waved his hand: "You can handle her affairs." ”

The disciple retired. ”

When Wang Wenqing walked a few steps, an old man's loud voice came from behind: "If you let Weishi choose again, Weishi will still choose to kill him!

Wang Wenqing didn't speak, his fingers were decided, the red dust sword rose, the Taoist stepped on the sword like a royal, carrying a hand, the long sword broke through the air and flew straight to the top of the mountain!

When he was flying in the air, he occasionally caught a glimpse of Su Yutong leading Cheng Qingmeng up the mountain.

The goddess couldn't help but open her eyes when she saw someone flying with a sword, and stared blankly until Wang Wenqing disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"Girl, why is Wang Wenqing okay when he flies, why was I beaten when I fly? It shouldn't be your Xuyun Mountain's intention!" Cheng Qingmeng almost crooked his mouth, very unconvinced, but when he glanced at Wang Wenqing holding her sword before, he understood that Wang Wenqing had gone down to get the sword for her! It's just that he is one of the eleven people with divine sense, and he is the wife of the lord of Tianqing Mansion! It was really embarrassing that the sword fell just now! I couldn't help but feel a little angry in my heart.

The blue-shirted woman who walked forward was too lazy to take care of her, and walked quietly.

Cheng Qingmeng glared at her, her mouth was broken, and she still followed her up the mountain!

The mountain road is not winding, but there are too many steps, and it has the feeling of climbing.

The top of the mountain peak is also the place where the sea of clouds passes, the momentum is vigorous, majestic and vigorous, the smoke and clouds are vast, and the place is in the sky. Looking at the momentum of the sea of clouds and the trend of the clouds, there is a feeling that the general trend of the world is in this.

Cheng Qingmeng had no intention of appreciating it, Su Yutong was not angry with her, so she went to find Wang Wenqing!

Going forward to the mountain gate is also the feeling of returning to heaven and earth, the white jade stone pillars of the archway are piled up, and there is the name of "Nandi Immortal Family" in the book. Cheng Qingmeng actually rarely comes to Xuyun Mountain, even if he has known Jiangnan Yunhua for more than ten years, he has only come once.

The square is high in the forest, and the momentum of the regulatory hall in front is comparable to that of the palace compound!

Xuyun Mountain was also once a flourishing sect, but now the Xuyun Mountain House is only a hundred people, and the front hall of the main building has been repaired into a Taoist temple, among which there are more full-time Taoist priests to support, not to mention three or five hundred people!

If you don't come here to see it, I'm afraid no one can believe that there was such an era as Xianxia in a long time ago! It is said that most of the records of Kaiyuan and Guiyuan have been destroyed in this multinational turmoil that lasted for decades!

The original Dahua Empire's Kyushu Heaven and Earth have been shattered into dozens of countries! After so many years of chaotic warfare with each other, many precious documents and records have disappeared!

No wonder there are only four disciples out of Xuyun Mountain so far!

Not to mention the withering of talents, there is no doubt that it will go downhill!

I'm afraid that there are less than 100 people in the huge sect who are taking the path of martial arts now!

Among them, there are even fewer who really have the ability to achieve!

Of course, standing at the apex of the Heavenly Sect is still understandable!

The three disciples of Jiangnan Yunhua are not ordinary people!

Cheng Qing Mengguang looked at Wang Wenqing's aura realm, he could resist the sword and fly immortals to climb the clouds and mist, just this ability, if he wanted to enter the divine consciousness, he could also enter it! There are so many people in the world who can enter the divine consciousness but not enter! For example, his brother Wang Wenqing is also the same!

"Heaven and earth have constants, Taoism has a beginning, literature inherits martial virtues, and the world has discipline. ”

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Walking to the front hall, Su Yutong led her to the door of the Taoist temple and didn't bother to greet her, so he called a small Taoist boy to send him to lead Cheng Qingmeng to the apse.

Look all the way, this Taoist temple incense called "Jinyuan Palace" is extremely prosperous, there is no lack of a lot of tourists who stay here to burn incense and worship, the candle shadow incense ash is piled up with a layer! The whole hall is full of green smoke, clouds and mist, as if heaven and earth, such as in fairyland!

Pass the front hall to the middle hall, worship is in the middle is a fat man in the middle and stand, the stone statue is about three zhang high, smiling and grinning, wearing a fairy robe, the stele is engraved with the name of the king of Changle!

Cheng Qingmeng didn't know much about this, but he heard that he was the father of Yue Wenjun, the founder of Xuyun Mountain, and he was in the middle and offered high, but he was more like a standing Maitreya Buddha! What made Cheng Qingmeng disdainful was that the feet of this fat statue were densely kneeling and full of carved women! This kind of artificiality is also worth worshipping?

Cheng Qingmeng looked at the left side, there was a floating painting wall, which was supposed to be a carving of the treasure of the fairy palace, but it had been destroyed, and only a trace of the corners could be faintly seen!

Xuyun Mountain is extremely strong, no one dares to run to cause trouble, this floating painting, I'm afraid they smashed it themselves!

Cheng Qingmeng crooked his mouth, too lazy to evaluate.

Follow the Taoist boy to the apse.

When he arrived at the door, a young Taoist priest carried three swords on his back and handed over Chen Qingmeng's sword in his hand.

Take the sword and put it in its sheath.

The Taoist priest led Cheng Qingmeng in again.

In front of a high furnace, a cluster of green smoke, straight up to the sky.

Wang Wenqing was standing in front of the furnace and looking at her.

After a slight pause, he opened his left eye, although his eyes were red and swollen, but it was no longer hindered, after all, it was divine consciousness.

stepped forward, saw that although Wang Wenqing was not as bad as Su Yutong, Cheng Qingmeng's face was still not good, he looked at Wang Wenqing and said, "I'm coming to see Brother Yunhua, you are also blocking it?"

Wang Wenqing's face was expressionless, and he was even calmer: "The array of the Ten Thousand Divine Machines is laid out by the master, and you also know that the Ten Thousand Divine Machines are cultivated by Ting Yu, and all the above three realms will be killed." You crossed the line and didn't die, it was the master who saved you, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"Kill all the above three realms?" Cheng Qingmeng squinted: "Are you warning me?"

"Sort of, if you want to make trouble, you can try. No matter what you're going to do, there's no answer you need in Xuyun Mountain! You're in the wrong place. ”

"Hehe, just give an eviction order? I'll go to Brother Yunhua and ask if it's okay?" Cheng Qingmeng looked at the hall in the distance, there was a golden halo outside the hall, and he thought about it.

Wang Wenqing smiled slightly: "If you are not afraid of death, go ahead." ”

One sentence attracted Cheng Qingmeng's attention, and the eyes of this woman with divine sense lit up slightly, and she looked at him quietly for a long time.

"Are you going to stop me?

"You have a sword without boundaries, this is Xuyun Mountain, it is not impossible to go to the unbounded, you can go up and try it!"

A woman in her forties is not as stubborn as a little girl, a mountain is still a mountain high, she looked at Wang Wenqing for a long time, holding the sword, her thumb kept rubbing the scabbard, as if she was thinking about something.

Wang Wenqing is invincible in the world, this is the consensus, Cheng Qingmeng has already comprehended the Ten Thousand Divine Machines before, and her Realm Three Divine Consciousness has almost no power to fight back in front of the Ten Thousand Divine Machines!

"Do you know my relationship with Brother Yunhua?"

Wang Wenqing shook his head: "Your affairs are too white and never mentioned, even if you say it, he won't tell me!"

"Hmph, that kid's mouth has never been strict, will he not say it? But Liu Tingyu's doll, his mouth has always been very strict, and he never reveals what he hears!" Cheng Qingmeng's mouth jumped, and he smiled: "I thought that the three of you brothers were monolithic! It seems that after all, it was a quarrel for the position of the head of the house!hehe!"

Wang Wenqing's face was slightly bad, and he was a little low under his expressionless face: "Taibai said that you are a very annoying woman!"

"Hahaha" Cheng Qingmeng smiled.

At the age of forty, she has entered the divine consciousness and does not know what kind of exercises she has understood, but she can actually have the ability to rejuvenate! At this moment, she is like a girl in her twenties, and she laughs twice and has the demeanor of a delicate woman.

The smile was bright and moving, and even subconsciously covered his mouth and smiled, his demeanor was charming, and a pair of apricot eyes picked at Wang Wenqing: "Hehe, you said this, right? I also use Taibai as a shield? I heard rumors that Taibai started earlier than you, but he is more than ten years younger than you, and calling him senior brother is indeed a little wronged by you! ”

"Hmph!" Wang Wenqing's face was not good, and he said coldly: "Can you tell me that little bit of shit?" I pinch my fingers and calculate that I know that your ass is not clean!"

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Cheng Qingmeng's face turned black in an instant, and there was a white tooth on his slightly upturned right lip that was rubbing closely, and a pair of big eyes had a look that only women have.

Seeing this woman's expression, Wang Wenqing couldn't help but feel happy!

It's still too white, this kid has a high level of scolding!

"Anyway, it's a master, and you can learn from Taibai's stinky boy when you speak?" Wang Wenqing, do you think I really dare not do it?" Cheng Qingmeng stretched out his finger and gently bit his fingertips, and blood slowly dripped onto the black long sword.

"Open the border. ”

"Cut!" Wang Wenqing looked at Cheng Qingmeng with contempt: "It's all fighting in the morning and fighting in the evening, if you can come, you won't go down so easily." What's the point of talking all that nonsense?"

"You're a sensible person!"

Cheng Qingmeng drew his sword, and there was black gas oozing out of the long sword, which was really weird!

The red dust sword behind Wang Wenqing slowly flew out and stood in front of him.

"Crazy woman, I'm really not afraid of death!"

"Hmph, which of us people is not crazy? Driven crazy! What do you care about life or death?"