"Zhou Ping, if you don't explain your intentions, the old man won't allow you to go wild here!"

Liu Chenfeng took a step forward and stood in front of Wang Yuanze, and at the same time, a grand momentum swept out, and the sharp qi machine locked on Zhou Ping.

"Liu Chenfeng, do you want to be the enemy of our Longmen Mountain?" Zhou Ping frowned and asked coldly.

"Don't dare, my generation Xiuzhen asked, everything pays attention to a rational word, what grudge does Wang Daoyou have with you Longmen Mountain, please make it clear, if Wang Daoyou really does something that angers people and resents people, I Liu Chenfeng will not stop it, but if Zhou Daoyou can't say it, don't blame me Liu Chenfeng for not giving you face, Longmen Mountain is the leader of Shenzhou Xianmen, and my generation of scattered cultivation also respects the law of Longmen Dojo, but I am not a servile person, let alone a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong!"

Liu Chenfeng was righteously speaking, Lu Yun, Fang Ziyi and the others also showed their magic weapons to lock the four people in Longmen Mountain almost at the same time, and in an instant, a terrifying qi machine collided like a flood, and the surging breath pressed the flying boat violently, and the deck made a creaking sound, faintly showing signs of disintegration.

Zhou Ping is a core disciple of the Dragon Sect, and he is a cultivator in the True Yuan Realm, and the remaining Cao Zilong and the two fellow disciples who came with him are only in the Kaiyuan Realm.

In front of him, there are a total of eight immortals, including Wang Yuanze, except for Su Xiaolian's weakest breath that can be ignored, Liu Chenfeng is a master of the True Yuan Realm, and the rest of Lu Yun, Chen Yao and others are also veteran immortals near Nanyang, all of whom have entered the Kaiyuan Realm for tens or hundreds of years, not to mention how strong the strength and magic weapon are, the combat experience and experience alone are ten times and a hundred times stronger than Zhou Ping's four people.

"Senior sister, it's still important to chase and kill Momen at the moment!" Cao Zilong was a little stunned, and took a step back nervously and whispered in Zhou Ping's ear.

These four people are headed by Zhou Ping, and Zhou Ping is not a fool.

She never expected that Liu Chenfeng and the others would suddenly help Wang Yuanze, if she really went to war, she was afraid that she would suffer a big loss today.

She still understands the fighting style of these loose cultivators, and she can escape faster than anyone else if she can't win, but as long as there is a chance, she will fight for her life, and the fight is also fierce and abnormal, so these scattered cultivators are not even willing to offend large immortal sects, one is to offend one will offend a group, and the other is that these people have very strange personalities, if the disciples are not offended for a long time, they may not be able to win, and the final outcome may be disgraceful, and the big immortal sects are more face-saving, and if they can't win, they can only endure it, and it is not easy to find a field, most of these people live in a fixed place, and the immortal gate will be stared at every day。

"Wang Yuanze, I hope you will have such a good popularity next time, hum, let's go!"

Zhou Ping snorted coldly and accepted the black flag, and the remaining three people also quickly collected their momentum, took off into the air, and turned into four streamers of light and headed northwest.

"Paralyzed, what a big temper!" Fan Tong angrily took the magic weapon to check on the fainted boatman.

Liu Chenfeng and the others also put away their magic weapons, looked at each other a few times, and then turned their heads to look at Wang Yuanze together.

"Wang Daoyou, what kind of angry thing have you done, that the Dragon Sect Sect is so aggressive!" Lu Yun sat down with a wry smile.

"Hmph, not all the major sects are this virtue, they can make trivial things jump, Wang Daoyou is just a beginner in Qi training, how can he offend them, can he still kill the disciples of Longmen Mountain?" Fang Ziyi snorted coldly and drank tea.

"Brother Fang is right, I also know a lot about Zhou Ping this time, although he is beautiful, but he has a tyrannical personality, he used to destroy the Dao foundation by breaking the dantian of a loose cultivator because of a sentence, he is really not a good person, the Longmen Dojo has become more and more excessive over the years!" Zhou Zhongping also shook his head and agreed.

Liu Chenfeng didn't think so, pouted and said: "Wang Daoyou, don't worry, with us, they don't dare to do anything to you, other immortals are afraid of Longmen Mountain, but we are not afraid, and when they arrive at the Zhongnan Dojo, they don't dare to come nonsense!"

"Thank you to a few seniors for their righteous actions, Yuan Ze and Senior Sister are grateful!" Wang Yuanze thanked him next to each other.

This matter came suddenly, although it is resolved now, I am afraid that there will be some moths in the future.

It seems that his own strength is not good, if he is a true Yuan Realm, I am afraid that Zhou Ping will not dare to do this, Wang Yuanze shook his head with a wry smile in his heart, and at the same time was faintly ruthless, and after Fan Tong came back, he talked a few words, and then went back to his cabin with Su Xiaolian to meditate and practice.

And Liu Chenfeng, Fan Tong and others also lost their interest in drinking tea and chatting because of Zhou Ping and others, and returned to the cabin separately.

......

To the north of the Zhongnan Dojo, the majestic remnants of the Qinling Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, forming a mountain peak that looks like a dragon's head, which is Lishan.

Under Lishan Mountain, there is a fertile field of Pingyang, which is the hinterland of Huaxia Guanzhong.

Thousands of miles away, it was Xianyang, the capital of the Great Qin Empire, but the ancient city of Xianyang, which had a population of one million in the past, has long been without the slightest trace, and now it has become a huge lake with an ocean, and several turbulent rivers converge here, constituting a magical scene of vast blue waves.

More than 2,000 years ago, the Great War of the Immortals is said to have taken place here.

However, under the wrath of the gods, it is said that Xianyang did not leave a living mouth, so no one knows the inside story of the great war that changed the world from beginning to end, maybe many immortal sects such as Zhongnan Dojo know some, but it is only limited to circulation in the fairy world, and the people in the mortal world have no way of knowing.

Although it is the cold winter season, the Lishan Mountain is still lush with trees.

Between the strange peaks and cliffs, there are flying springs and waterfalls, and the clouds and mist are flowing, and sometimes there are palace cornices looming.

Laojun Palace, according to legend, is the place where Lao Tzu cultivates the true alchemy here.

Today's Laojun Hall is the palace station of the leader of the Xianmen Zhongnan Dojo in Lishan, which is the closest to the world and the most lively place in the Zhongnan Dojo.

The main venue of the Fendan Conference is located at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

Rolling white mist diffuses from the depths of the woods, like clouds and mist flowing, in the white mist, there are trees that do not wither all year round, there are flowers that do not thank you at four o'clock, strange flowers Turui, melons and fruits are fragrant, apes jump, white cranes are moving, the fog is vast and seems to be a fairyland, and the fragrance is really like heaven.

"The sun is pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side ......"

In the dense forest, there was a faint sound of a girl's song, accompanied by the sound of rushing water and laughter.

And at the place where the song came from, in the center of the churning white mist, there was a hidden spiritual spring, gushing out to form a hot spring with a radius of dozens of zhang.

At this time, in the hot spring, there are two women, one big and one small, are playing in the water, and the light singing is spread far away, and the mountains and fields are more secluded and quiet.

"Senior sister, we should go, there are still three days before the Dan Conference starts, and I still have to go to the underground palace to see how the formation is arranged?"

One of the women, who was in her twenties, stood up from the hot springs, her face was picturesque, her skin was better than snow, and the spring water rolled down her long black hair, and down her fair and firm skin into the hot spring.

"Senior sister, let's play for a while, it's not easy to come here!" The girl grinned and threw it on the woman, like a spring water falling from raindrops, emitting clouds and mist in the air.

"You know how to play all day long, I'm not as idle as you, if you like to play, just stay, I don't have time to accompany you!"

The woman slowly walked out of the hot spring, the jade hand flicked slightly in the air, and when she turned around, she had a long black skirt on her body, and her wet hair danced without wind, and soon it was very dry.