Tiandezong Qingming Peak, perennial in the soft clouds shining on this lawn, two white gauze women graceful figures flying up and down, like two white butterflies dancing on the grass. The woman who looked mature and demure probed her slender hand, flew in from the clouds outside the sky, and a ray of brilliance fell into her green left hand, and her right hand was slightly pressed to block the fierce attack of another slightly young woman, "Okay, Xinran, someone sent a jade box, let's see what it is?"

Tong Xinran fell to the ground, staring at the ruler-length jade box taken by Qing Ming in his hand with smart eyes and said, "Master, is it that uncle is here to send you something again?"

The green tea fell, as if a fairy had descended into the mortal world, and the delicate snow-white jade feet did not step on the lawn but levitated a finger: "You little girl, you have a flamboyant tongue, you must have been taught bad by that bastard boy!"

Qing Ming's smile is soft, and her demure temperament is not comparable to Tong Xinran. Qing Ming opened the jade box, a smile grew on her face, and she handed the jade box to Tong Xinran and said, "It's not any 'uncle', it's your little lover who is worried about it."

Tong Xinran took the jade box and looked at an ordinary pig-killing knife lying in the box, and was also stunned, and when he heard Shizun laughing, he couldn't help but blush slightly and said: "Shizun, I didn't say that it was mine, so my brother wouldn't do such a boring thing."

As he spoke, his originally smiling face became solemn and thoughtful, and Qing Ming heard Tong Xinran say that this was also a feeling that something was wrong. "Master, didn't you say last time that my brother went on a mission with a few of his friends? I still haven't come back yet? I know my brother's personality, he won't be bored enough to send me this kind of thing, let alone send it to you! Brother must have had an accident!"

Tong Xinran was suddenly anxious, and he was a little at a loss. Qing Ming picked up the pig killing knife and silently felt it for a moment and said: "A strange, hidden miniature formation, I'm not good at this thing, go with the teacher to find that coward in Qingyun." ”

"Senior Brother Qingyun, if you run again, your apprentice will be gone!"

When Qing Ming and Tong Xinran rushed to Zizhu Peak not far away, Qing Ming sensed Qingyun quietly slipping away from the back mountain and raised his voice.

Qingyun Lao Dao's figure appeared in front of the two of them the next moment, and said with an embarrassed face: "I'm just going to get some wine, Senior Sister Qingming, don't talk nonsense!"

Catching a glimpse of Qing Ming's smiling face, and Tong Xinran, who was anxious on the side, he said with a straight face: "What's the matter?

Qing Ming turned over and handed him the pig-killing knife, Qingyun reached out to take it, when he saw this knife, he already knew in his heart that it must be a problem that Duan De couldn't solve, and he wanted to know more about Duan De's personality than Tong Xinran. Sensing a moment of the pig-killing knife in his hand, it turned into powder and lost, and an extra photo bead appeared in his hand, and his divine consciousness sank for a moment.

Qing Ming obviously felt that he had not been angry for a long time, and he actually couldn't control his tendency to cultivate, his embroidered eyebrows were also furrowed, and he waved a film to cover Tong Xinran. Tong Xinran watched the space around the originally sloppy old Taoist body swing like ripples in the water, and the clouds under their feet that had never dissipated all year round gradually set off tsunami-like cloud waves with the ripples around him, revealing the mountains, forests and rivers under the clouds. Although she was supported by her master, she still felt depressed and uncomfortable in her heart, and Qingyun's figure seemed to have become as tall as the sky and the earth in her eyes.

"Very good! Zixiao, you are very capable! This is the sect under your management!"

After watching the photo beads, Qingyun Lao Dao's eyes shot out two red rays of light and disappeared directly into the clouds in the distance, and his face was hideous and he squeezed out a sentence and disappeared. Qing Ming's beautiful eyes looked at the direction where the red light disappeared with admiration, and murmured: "This is the you in my mind, I don't know which unlucky ones are going to be left with bones this time." ”

"Master, why is your face so red? What should I do with my brother?" Tong Xinran watched the old way disappear, and the pressure in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he looked at the nymphomaniac Shizun and asked.

Qing Ming covered her face a little embarrassed and said, "Is there any? It's okay, your brother's master is not something anyone can afford to mess with, let's just go home and wait." ”

Many of the peak masters of the three hundred and sixty-five peaks of the Tiande Sect felt the momentum of Dao Qingyun and the endless anger in an instant, and they all looked in the direction of the sect master's peak. A fat man who is like a mortal landlord and old wealth, sitting on a mountain peak like a huge gold ingot, said to a middle-aged man dressed as a master beside him: "Go to the sect master peak to find out who caused Chilian True Immortal to go crazy, hehe, I'm afraid that no one will remember his nickname if he doesn't exert his power for hundreds of years."

The middle-aged master said: "Four hundred years ago, that incident was listed as taboo by various sects, but I'm afraid that few people can remember it, father, I'll go and explore."

This master is thin and thin, I don't want to be the son of a fat man who is several times his size, their Jin Yuanfeng is not as small as Zizhu Peak and Qingming Peak, and there are not only two people, the whole Jin Yuanfeng is afraid of no less than a few hundred zhang, the pavilions and pavilions above are decorated extravagantly, and the gold and jade are far from the mortal palace, among which there are many people and the cultivation is uneven, that fat man is Zhu Zheng, the master of Jin Yuanfeng, if Duan De sees him, he will not be unfamiliar, this Zhu Zheng is actually like an enlarged version of Zhu Jiao, Zhu Jiao is actually Zhu Zheng's only grandson.

There were also people from the other peaks, and soon the people from the tribe came back with a piece of news that made them angry! The people of the demon clan had actually lurked under their noses, and some people even colluded with the demon clan to do wrong to the sect! The entire Tiande Sect was in a sensation, and a bloodbath was inevitable, but these things could not affect the people of Duan De who were far away in the mortal world.

A hill on the outskirts of Suiyang City has been completely destroyed, there are deep holes and ravines full of potholes, Zhu Jiao's clothes are tattered, revealing layers of fat and lying at the bottom of a pit, panting, an old man with white beard and white hair and dressed in green clothes stepped on a white light, and the flying sword stood in the air above him, and said with a smile: "Little Daoyou, I agreed."

In the distance, several other fellow brothers and sisters with the same treatment were either lying on the ground or hanging on a tree and fell to the ground, and there were also several Taoist cultivators with different appearances standing in the air. Duan De stood on the top of the mountain outside the arena and silently looked at these abused young men and women, beside him were the Suiyang City Advocate and the Great Worship Qingyang Daoist.

Zhang Ding, who Duan De found half a month ago, promised each of the sparring monks in the city a tailor-made medium-grade spiritual weapon, and helped Suiyang City establish a city defense array, and asked him to contact the monks in the city to help with the sparring as a reward. After Zhang Ding saw Duan De's ability, he was overjoyed with the people who worshiped Qingyang Dao, and invited the monks in the city, the city was originally from some undesirable cultivators, and it was already good to have a low-grade spiritual weapon, only Qingyang Zhenren had the only Qingyang sword among them that barely reached the middle grade, how could there be no reason not to accompany such a good thing?

They all readily agreed, the highest cultivation in the city is Qingyang, the peak of the foundation building period, but the age is too high and the potential is exhausted, and there is no possibility of reaching the golden pill in this life, but it is quite righteous and deeply loved by the monks in the city. Qingyang Zhenren looks quite healthy, tall and straight, with white beard and black hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but his complexion is a little dark, which shows that Shouyuan is approaching. "Duan Daoyou, these friends of yours are too immature in terms of qualifications and experience, why are you different?"

The city lord has a short figure, light eyebrows and narrowed eyes, thick lips and an awl face, a look that I am not a good person all written on his face, but in fact, he is not a bad person, this will also turn his head and smile so that his eyes are left and said: "Yes extreme! Yes is extreme! Even the worship can only be tied with you, you are two small realms apart, although I am not a monk, I also know that the difference in strength between the two levels of your foundation building monks is like the difference between the two levels of the big realm!"

Qingyang Daoist raised his hand and said: "The city lord doesn't want to torture the poor Dao, Duan Daoyou has left his hand, if it is a battle for his life, I will definitely not be the enemy of Duan Daoyou!"

Duan De looked at Qingyang Zhenren: "Qingyang Daoist friends can't be so exaggerated, your experience in the old life is not comparable to that of a brat, I am different from them, they were raised in the palm of their hands by their elders, but I was thrown in the pot by the master and boiled up, besides, they don't have as much experience as me." ”

"Poor Dao knows that the cultivator realm refining weapon, the array path is inseparable, I don't want Duan Daoyou to have such achievements at such a young age, Daoyou is now a spirit array grandmaster, and a refining master, poor Dao idiot has been for more than two hundred years, and I have never heard of such a young double master, the city lord has made a great contribution this time, and the country lord will definitely have a heavy reward!"

The average refiner will indeed be a formation mage who is not weak, but there is a big difference between a professional formation mage and a formation mage who only needs to be portrayed in the spirit weapon, the spirit weapon master is at most a branch of the formation mage 'weapon formation master', very simple example, a refining master who can refine the spirit treasure can carve a considerable formation into the treasure, but if you ask him to expand the formation and enlarge it into the same large spirit array, he can't arrange it, that is to say, if there is a formation diagram, he can only use it to refine the weapon, but he can't be transformed into a formation. And Duan De basically walked out of his own way, from the beginning he just had ideas about refining weapons, and learning the formation was just forced to be helpless, and now he has created a new formation by himself, and then carved it into the spirit weapon he refined. In this way, Duan De is indeed a double master, and there is no moisture at all.