The Dead Choke Pass, one of the nine fortresses in the world, is a strategic place in the Central Plains, located on the border of Qin and Chu, the terrain is dangerous, the mountains on both sides confront each other, the road is narrow and dangerous, the north and south traffic is convenient, since the beginning of the division of the nine countries, there are frequent wars here, all for the benefit of fighting for the danger.

In recent years, the world is Taiping, the sparse pass is still sparsely populated, there is only one manor in addition to the barracks and fortresses within hundreds of miles, located between the mountains, the manor is full of peach and plum, the layout of the strange gate, there is a small hidden in the wilderness.

The silent boundary gate opened, Zhang Xuan walked in front, cautiously converged the boundary gate, and the hand pinching method was brushed in front of him, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the forbidden layout between the fog was in full view.

"Keep up, don't make a mistake!"

The sound entered the ears, and the Sanhua disciples restrained and chuckled, their expressions became solemn, the right and wrong in front of them are related to the true intention of the Viewing Conference, if it is successful, it will not be in vain to monitor it for a hundred years, if it fails, everything will be dirty, and I don't know when to find such a good opportunity.

The fog is exhausted, the mountains of peaches and plums fall behind, the vicissitudes of the house are quiet, the night is deep, and there are no lights.

The guards in front of the door held long sticks of flowers and trees, leaning against the stone lions, snoring and dozing.

Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes, and just wanted to make a move, he was frightened, and his qi was constricted, and his handprints changed, and he brushed in front of his eyes again.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the mourning clouds are all over the sky, the old trees are faint and crows, the bones are seven or eight, how can there be any rich mansions, some are just a ruins, some firelight is reflected on the courtyard door that is stepped on the ground, the incense is overflowing, it makes people refreshed, like a hungry ghost to eat, eager to gobble it up.

"If there is no silence, there is no desire, and if there is no desire, it is true quiet. It is true that it is always in the object, it is always in nature, it is always quiet, it is always quiet!"

Zhang Xuan resolutely pinched the handprint, and transmitted the sound into the secret, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, waking up the lost guest.

The disciples suddenly came back to their senses, their clothes were soaked in cold sweat, Zhang Xuan breathed lightly, looked at the flame light that was strong again, and said coldly: "Get ready, often recite the Qingjing Sutra, remember, don't let anyone go!"

"Command!"

"Kill!"

The flying sword was in the air, the golden light of Mingyao tore through the night, the ruins of the broken wall poured into the dust, and there was silence in all directions, the fire in the courtyard suddenly dissipated, and the black-clothed evil cultivator waved his hand to put away the Dan furnace, his body was like a ghost, and he escaped into the void after shining a few times.

"Every inch of rivers and mountains, the universe is fixed!"

Zhang Xuan coldly issued an edict, and all the disciples caused the immortal sword together, and the sword light fell into the ten directions, and the Nine Palaces Illusion gradually converged, forcing out the cultivator who had escaped into the void.

"Bundle Immortal Lock, Soul Fixing Talisman!"

Two golden long ropes crossed the void and tightly wrapped around the evil cultivator's body, the evil cultivator struggled twice, and was about to escape from the soul Ten golden talismans fell, turned into ten shackles, and sealed the three souls and seven spirits.

"Sleeve up, sick!"

Zhang Xuan was afraid of regeneration, so he strode forward at the right time, urged the supernatural power to incorporate the evil cultivation into the sleeve of his robe, looked around, turned his hand and took out a formation disk, the handprint changed, and the eighty-one seals fell.

The mighty burst of light rose into the air and turned into a big hand, blocking the heavenly dome and sealing the heavenly machine.

"Spread out, take one side, and cast a spell to move mountains!"

"Command!"

A group of disciples scattered, the sky was full of golden flames, Zhang Xuan stood in the array, his palms were folded, waiting for the bright light to wrap the mountain, separated his palms, and pulled up a hundred zhang mountain straight.

Zhang Junbao in front of the Taoist monument hooked the corners of his lips, glanced at the calm outer sky, reached out and grabbed it, and said coldly: "Seal!

The mountains dissipated out of thin air, Zhang Xuan and his disciples returned to Wudang Mountain, and the mountain fog outside the pass was filled, and the situation inside was unknown to outsiders.

"How often do they connect?"

"Eighty-one days!"

Zhang Xuan bowed and saluted, and the moment he stepped on the Wudang Mountain, the panic in his heart dissipated, these people were refining a certain medicinal herb together, and the medicinal effect was extremely domineering, and they were taking the road of ninety-nine to one.

The evil cultivator caught this time is just a little minion refining medicinal liquid, and although he can't uproot that organization, he can uncover his mystery.

The human race is no worse than the evil cultivators, if you can know the root and know the bottom, you will not be invincible!

Zhang Junbao nodded with satisfaction, reached out and grabbed it, stuffed the evil cultivator into the sleeve of his robe, sensed the still calm Tianwaitian, and said: "The first step is successful, spread the invitation as soon as possible, invite me if you can and can't invite me, Lao Tzu has spent such a big time, they should give some benefits!"

"Luoyang they ......"

"Don't pay attention to it, that little cub is strong, but it's a group of stinky fish and shrimp that can't help themselves, if they stop Luoyang, you don't need to repair the sword, you prepare a Taoist scripture for him, two cows, go and herd the cattle." ”

The corners of Zhang Xuan's mouth moved slightly, looking at the flowing clouds, seeing that there was no such iconic leaf Bianzhou, he couldn't help but relax and chuckle, turned around and suddenly remembered something, and said: "Ancestor, that Shangguan Lianfeng is not simple, and there are traces of rebellion on his body......

Zhang Junbao tilted his head, looked at the young man humming a minor tune through the void, and said: "The son of luck, it has to be said that the ancestors of the Shangguan family have accumulated virtue, and they will get melons when they plant melons!"

"Don't worry about him, if it is good, it can become a positive result, if it is evil, he will not live next autumn, the road is at his feet, how to choose what he says!"

The moon sinks and the stars disappear from the long night, and the purple air comes east to welcome the early morning.

The sleeping birds chirped softly, scattered in the mountains and forests, Luoyang opened his eyes, looked at the purple qi from the east, let out a long breath, got up and shook his head, and shouted coldly: "Get up, listen to the sword!"

The order was forbidden, and a group of Kunlun disciples turned over, facing east to west, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and waved a semicircle out of thin air, far away to Qiongxiao, with their left hands behind their backs, listening to the chant of the sword.

"Get up too, hunt in peace, you two watch a little, and when the morning exercise is over, I will see enough food for everyone." ”

Xiao Yezi got up, triggered a dust purification talisman, stretched his waist, got up and stood up straight, and waited for the remaining three to move.

Lingyu and An Ning were fine, they got up back and forth, but Gu Chen squinted his sleepy eyes, looking like he couldn't wake up, looked at the sky in the distance, and yawned several times in one breath.

Airplanes!

Sauvignon Blanc groaned softly, the mighty sword intent swept across the air, Gu Chen suddenly woke up, smiled bitterly and arched his hand to Xiao Yezi, followed behind An Ning, and the group of four gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests.

The cultivator's appetite is not small, last night's two meals were mostly edible meat, and the rest were grotesque and unpalatable meat, Xiao Yezi expected that Luoyang would not eat it, and it would be difficult for him to make it delicious.

Looking at the meticulous disciples, Luoyang retracted most of his sword intent and fell towards a few seedlings who were vaguely aware of his sword heart.

Yue Nu's sword moved lightly, Song Zidie opened her eyes, looked at Luoyang with a blue gaze, slowly hooked the corners of her mouth, communicated with the sword momentum that had been sleeping for a long time, and collided and fought wildly with the sword intent like a mountain.

The first rebel appeared, and the second didn't make Luoyang wait for too long, and the gray-clothed sword cultivator, who couldn't be named, pursed his lips, moved his wrist lightly, and the blade of the sword in his palm continued to sound softly.