A sword question, hearty.

For Xu Tianran, the void condensation of the military chariot has made his ability to catch and fight to an unprecedented height, even if he can fight with Wu Qingfeng, who is invincible in the same realm, he can also make a draw, and break free from the shackles in his almost invincible sword world, which will make his understanding of kendo to a higher level.

The sword of poetry, the sword of the world.

Guarding the heart of the world is the sword path of the poet.

A chariot to defeat the enemy.

A handle in the world, for the world to sing injustice.

The left hand is Changping, the right hand is Qiushui, the magic knife and the demon knife, slashing the Buddha and destroying the gods.

For Wu Qingfeng, victory and defeat are things outside the body, since he has thoughts in his heart, contaminated with red dust cause and effect, has people who want to protect, and has a place that he wants to return to, his sword is no longer an ethereal immortal sword.

Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng had a draw, and in the end, they relied on Shu Dao to turn the tide, and the two were just a competition after all, and they stopped at the point.

If you really risk your life to catch and fight, it will be Xu Tianran who loses after all. However, if you put aside the fight against each other, once Xu Tianran leads the faith of the world, or gathers the strength of tens of millions of people, not to mention Wu Qingfeng, even the Great Perfection of the Ascension Realm will be vulnerable in front of him.

Kenshin is no longer ethereal, but more transparent.

Among the rivers and lakes, the invincible Wu Qingfeng in the same realm, a small world with a heart, a breeze to slash immortals, the way of the sword is unsurpassed, and the same is true of swordsmanship.

Xu Tianran and Wu Qingfeng flashed their figures, and then returned to the mountain, Xu Tianran saw the boy in white, and wanted to hear a high talk about the land fairyland, but he never thought that the boy in white would turn over to his neck as soon as he saw Xu Tianran, pulling his hair, and taking a dad.

Everyone knew that Xiao Murong pretended to be stupid and stunned, so they simply returned to the camp together.

In the poetic and elegant realm, Xu Tianran used the belief in the world to cut the Tang King who became a god in half a step.

A human sword that is not good-looking, and its telepathic ability is useless to ordinary monks, but in Xu Tianran's hands, it radiates amazing combat power.

The big black charcoal who practiced swords in his sleep was bewitched by the fragrance and woke up from his sleep.

Yang Xiaobing trembled and crawled out of the carriage, wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, like a fat bear.

In the camp, smoke curls from the cooking.

Soul devouring and soul snatching stewed delicious fish soup, and caught a lot of fish in the ice cave, fragrant grilled fish is naturally indispensable.

Guan Tong was not afraid of the two weird side door monks, but he thought they were very cute, and after coming and going, Guan Tong seemed to have become a soul-devouring and soul-snatching treasure.

Perhaps, with Guan Tong, Soul Devouring and Soul Snatching found spiritual sustenance in the team.

Seeing that the master was back, Chihiro hurriedly got up and prepared to prepare dishes and chopsticks for the master, first making a bowl of hot fish soup to warm up her body.

Soul Eater and Soul Snatcher are getting better and better for Guan Tong, the little girl, for some reason, the Soul Eater and Soul Snatcher, who have the least status in the group, seem to put their sustenance on the master Sister Kaishan.

Dilong is just a little envious of Guan Tong, and he can easily enter people's hearts, but he, wooden and withdrawn, doesn't look like a likable person no matter how he looks at it.

Guan Tong took the fish soup that the temperature was just right for the entrance handed over by the Soul Eater, as well as Guan Tong's favorite delicious fish belly meat, even the thorns had been picked up by the Soul Eater, and Guan Tong just ate it.

Dilong looked at his lonely appearance, which was out of place with the group, except for being a little closer to the boy in white, as if he was alienated from everyone.

Guan Tong is like a little princess in a group, with all eyes on her, and she is pampered, but Xiao Dilong is not jealous, after all, she also spoils the little girl in the red cotton jacket. Whether it is the cultivation of the earth dragon realm or the Juhe slashing method, they are far superior to Guan Tong, but he still pretends to be a defeated general under Guan Tong, which is about the way he likes Guan Tong.

The boy in white was even more excessive, directly using his spiritual power, and the fish soup in the cauldron was like a water dragon sucking into his mouth, and then he jumped to his feet and shouted: "Scalding, hot, hot." ”

The fish soup in the mouth was spit out of the mouth again, condensing into a soup ball in mid-air, and a white gas rose outside the soup ball.

Snatching the soul picked a crispy and delicious grilled fish with the best heat, Guan Tong only managed the fish soup with his left hand and grilled fish with his right hand, this treatment is enviable.

Xu Tianran took the fish soup handed by Qianxun and took a sip, refreshing people's hearts.

Xu Tianran saw it in his eyes, but he didn't plan to interfere, it was all up to Xiao Dilong to solve it himself, only if he really opened his heart, could he integrate into the ranks.

In Xiao Dilong's heart, only a small part of his heart was open to his master and Xiao Murong, which was far from enough.

Dilong silently took a wooden bowl, made a bowl of soup from the pot, squatted in the corner, and took the dry food hidden in his arms, and made do with it.

It is a single shadow, and it is loved by thousands of people, and it complements each other.

The big guy looked at it, and it turned out to be a little boy, about eight or nine years old, wearing a thick sheepskin fur coat and a fox fur hat, and was carried by Wu Qingfeng in one hand, constantly struggling.

Xu Tianran walked over, brought a bowl of fish soup, and handed it to the little boy who was struggling in a panic.

Suddenly, behind a bare tree behind the snow, there was a faint sound.

Wu Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he picked up the little guy behind the tree.

The little boy was holding the grilled fish and devouring it, Wu Qingfeng saw that it should not be a threat, so he put him down, took him to the fire, roasted the fire, and ate a hot meal.

After the little boy finished eating and burped loudly, Xu Tianran approached the little boy and asked, "What's your name?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then took the fish soup and drank it, apparently starving.

In the blink of an eye, a bowl of fish soup was in his stomach, but the little boy's stomach was rumbling again, and Chihiro handed the little boy a fish.

The little boy said gratefully, "Really, my family is in Luoxi Village, and I miss my father." ”

Before the words fell, the two dogs began to cry.

The little boy glanced at the swordsman in a green shirt, with a long knife hanging from his waist, he didn't look like a bad person, and he didn't look like a good person, he was silent for a long time, and said softly: "My name is Ergouzi, I went out to play the day before yesterday, I got lost, so I walked along Luoxi and kept walking, and I came here." ”

Xu Tianran smiled: "It turns out that you are lost, where is your home, we will send you back." ”

The old Taoist number is Xuan, at first glance, he is definitely a master of Taoism, but when he looks at the tattered Taoist robe, with a patch of needlework, the name of the Taoist boy is Lotte, but he is not optimistic at all, and there is a hole in the front of the cotton shoes under his feet, revealing blackened white socks.

The two of them knew how to shiver in the ice and snow.

Xu Tianran glanced at the direction of Mount Everest, turned around, and touched the head of the second dog, "Big brother will send you home, don't worry." ”

Luoxi, a lame ox-nosed veteran led the little apprentice upstream.

Overnight, the old way of poverty became even more impoverished.

Lao Dao is also high-spirited, so he simply came down, since he let himself get the Demon Suppression Sutra in the heavens and the dark, it was the Sanqing Patriarch who intended to let himself temper one side.

The old Taoist people can't get mixed up in the Central Plains, and they can barely make a living in their hometown town by relying on red and white ceremonies, but one day the old Taoist got a demon scripture, and boasted that he once got the Tao.

However, his ability is not good, he failed to catch demons several times, but he was teased by monsters, completely lost face, and became a joke in ten miles and eight towns, and at this juncture, there was a foreign Taoist priest in his hometown, wearing a bright Taoist robe, fairy wind and bones, all of a sudden, the villagers who were originally looking for the old way to do the red and white dojo turned to find newcomers.

Xiaodao did not have the lofty ambition of Lao Dao, originally thought that after learning from the master, he would be able to save some silver and marry a daughter-in-law, but he didn't expect the master to go crazy, and he came from the Central Plains and went straight to the desolate Kunlun.

Not to mention meeting youkai along the way, I didn't even see a ghost.

Now that the great responsibility has descended, where can I eat and drink in my small hometown, I have to go to the place with the most monsters in the world to sharpen my Taoism and cultivation, besides, I can't mix and drink in my hometown now.

Lao Dao led the trail and went all the way to the west, he wanted to cross Kunlun, go to the Hengduan Mountains, subdue demons and eliminate demons, cultivate and achieve immortal achievements.

Lotte Xiaodao glanced at his torn cotton shoes, and became more and more dissatisfied, fell to the ground, and did not leave.

The lame old man walked for a long time, turned around and found that the apprentice was gone, and turned around to find the little Taoist priest sitting on the ground and not leaving.

Don't mention ghosts, Xiao Dao thought of subduing the evil ghosts with the master that time, but he didn't expect that the evil ghosts did not subdue them, and the evil ghosts possessed him, and Lao Dao almost understood himself with a sword, and killed his relatives in righteousness.

Glad that the evil ghost finally got away with it, and when he turned around, he didn't forget to make a real grimace, and then walked away.

Lao Dao sighed, sold all his belongings, and then got together to get out of the house, now there is very little money in his pocket, Lao Dao didn't expect to walk so much shoes, and the soles of his own broken cotton shoes have long been rotten, so he made up a straw shoe soles.

No matter how hard the old way is, he can't be a hard apprentice, and the good ones along the way are all used by the apprentices, although the good is only relative to himself, but the belief in his heart supported him to Kunlun and walked to the feet of Zhumu, and he had no reason to retreat.

The old Taoist said earnestly: "Let's almost reach Zhumu, we can reach the Hengduan Mountains after crossing Zhumu, Lotte, don't be discouraged, work harder." ”

Xiaodao pointed to his worn-out cotton shoes, lifted his feet, and the soles of the shoes were broken, the cold snow water seeped into the cotton shoes, the dirty socks were soaked, and the chilblains on his feet were broken, and it seemed that the pain was enough to choke.

Lao Dao smiled and said: "Lotte, I ask you a question for the teacher, how many Taoist priests are there in the world?"

Lotte didn't think about it or not, and blurted out, "There are so many Taoist priests, where can you count them." ”

Without saying a word, he tore off his sleeve and took out the needle and thread to sew the soles of his shoes for Xiao Xiao.

Xiaodao wept silently, and said aggrievedly: "Master, why do we have to go on this long trip, we can't get along in our hometown, can't we start all over again?"

"One is a true immortal, hanging a pot to help the world, regardless of the level of Taoism, cultivation is shallow, and he is dedicated to the world. One is a false Taoist priest, chasing fame and fortune, benefiting himself and harming others, and harming others with tricks. ”

"Immortals, but Master is so poor?"

"It's just two, one true and one false. ”

"So what is true and what is false?"

Speaking of this, Lao Dao was a little speechless, not marrying a daughter-in-law in this life is a hard injury, once the little apprentice can't say himself, he will move out of this stubble, and he can't say it.

Who didn't like a woman when he was young, but unfortunately, by mistake, if he misses it, he will miss it for a lifetime, who doesn't mention it, but Xiaodao can always guess from the gloomy eyes of the old way.

"Money is all external to the body, what a good way. ”

"How can you marry a daughter-in-law if you don't have money? No wonder Master is still alone and lonely, if there is no fool like me, who will send you to the end. ”

The master looked sloppy and sloppy, there was no immortal fan at all, only to treat himself well, and the little master always said that it would depend on you in the future, and Xiaodao firmly engraved this sentence in his mind.

However, as the master got older and older, the master mentioned it less, in fact, Lotte knows that the older he gets, the more afraid he is of death.

After all, the master is too poor, too poor to marry a daughter-in-law, and if he follows the master, won't he have to follow in the footsteps of the master.

In the stable hometown, they are all miserable, and now they have gone to a barren land, just with the master's three-legged cat ability, not to mention subduing demons and subduing demons, it is difficult to say whether he can go back alive. Even if he survived by luck, he didn't even have to go back, he begged all the way back, and with the desolation of Kunlun, he starved to death before he could get to the next family.

Lotte wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up, and said calmly: "Master, let's hurry, there seems to be cooking smoke in front, it seems that there is a village and a family." ”

"Well, let's go. ”

Master went to Kunlun from Middle-earth, in fact, what he really wanted was not to kill demons, but to really one day be able to feather and ascend to immortals, Lotte had already seen the last page of the Demon Sutra torn off by the master, which said, There is a map of the Hengduan Mountains, which is marked with a huge treasure. Master, maybe he wants to seek wealth and danger, he just does nothing all his life, and he has to fight for his apprentices, and he can't die alone like him, and he can't even afford to marry a daughter-in-law.

Back then, if he had twenty taels of silver in his pocket, perhaps, this life would be different.

The boy in white didn't feel much about this scene, but he was just a person struggling in the quagmire at the bottom of life, and there was no shortage of such people in this river and lake.

The second dog has been sleeping heavily on Xu Tianran's back, and the lost little lamb has been tired for two days.

This scene, Xu Tianran, who sent the second dog home, saw it in his eyes, and the old man who was not very tall was much taller in his heart.

The boy in white sent the two dogs home with Xu Tianran, and the group settled down in the camp for the time being, and they would spend the night by the stream tonight.

The village chief is also helpless, there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, and at this dusk, he insists on coming to the door, which makes him embarrassed.

The village chief knew that the widow's son was lost, and he also mobilized the whole village to look for it, but how far could a little doll go, and after searching for a day and a night, no one could be found, and everyone could only come back to rest first, otherwise the body would really not be able to stand it.

Luoxi Village.

A woman anxiously knocked on the village chief's thick door.

However, the big guy also helped, in this Kunlun Mountain, the child accidentally got lost, it was like declaring death. Ice and snow, not to mention this cruel environment, if you can't find the child for two days, you will basically be rescued.

And this Kunlun Mountain, there are many monsters, although they dare not blatantly cause trouble to the world, but occasionally stealing chickens and dogs, stealing a few children to fight tooth sacrifices is also a normal thing.

Now, this crazy woman has come to the door again, and the village chief has no way to avoid it.

Luoxi Village is in the depths of Kunlun Mountain, and if you want to survive in the harsh Kunlun, you rely on the word unity.

The village chief said anxiously: "Wang Cuihua, what are you going to do?"

The widow gently opened the door, revealing half of the crack, tore off her hat, the green silk slipped off, and shouted hysterically: "Indecent, the village chief insulted me, saying that it was the price of finding the second dog." ”

The village chief was upset by the widow, and there were already many neighbors watching at the door.

The widow was in a hurry, untied her padded jacket, two lines of tears fell, and said calmly: "Village chief, I'm sorry, it's all for the second dog." ”

The widow slowly put on her padded jacket, "The second dog is still alive, he must still be alive." ”

The village chief looked at the roof helplessly, the village chief was too tired.

Through the looming crack in the door, the villagers outside the courtyard talked and pointed.

The village chief covered Wang Cuihua's mouth in a panic and pleaded: "Okay, listen to you, I'll go to organize everyone to go up the mountain to find the two dogs after dinner, in short, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death." ”

Lao Dao saw a stout middle-aged man walking towards him, followed by a woman with disheveled hair.

The village chief has also walked out of the mountain, I heard the people under the mountain say, wearing this kind of clothes is a Taoist priest, but can subdue demons and subdue demons, over the years Kunlun Village has a lot of children lost, think about it is not an accident, there must be monsters, just ask the Taoist priest to subdue the demon, but also let Wang Cuihua feel relieved, save yourself from pestering yourself.

The village chief caught a glimpse of two figures from a distance, one of medium stature and lame, and the other following closely behind the lame man.

Getting closer, the village chief vaguely saw the shabby robe, and immediately pushed open the door and went straight to the entrance of the village.

The village chief led the master and apprentice into the house, entertained them with good wine and meat, and told Lao Dao, "A few years ago, in the upper reaches of Luoxi Village, there were two beauties who lived together and built a blue water house. ”

Lao Dao comforted the village chief, "Don't worry, the village chief can rest assured, the poor road will go to meet the beauties of Bishui Ju later." ”

The village chief arched his hand towards the old road, "The head of the road is really timely rain, and there are children in our village who have lost them, I am afraid that there are monsters who will make trouble, and I hope that the chief will help." ”

The cripple old man hadn't received such respect for a long time, and immediately agreed.

The widow took the reassuring pill and gradually regained some reason, but the life of the orphan and widow was really hard, if it were not for the villagers to help each other all these years, I am afraid that they would have starved to death.

Lao Dao picked up the widow and comforted: "Please rest assured, the poor Dao will do his best." ”

The village chief called a grateful cry, as if the two dogs were his own flesh and blood, and Wang Cuihua even kowtowed to the lame old man, crying: "My old Chen is such a flesh and blood, when Lao Chen also went out to look for the missing child, there was no news, and he couldn't even find a single bone." The Taoist and village chiefs, we must save my son, and we can't let the old Chen family cut off the incense. ”

It's just that this night, it was rumored in Luoxi Village that Chen Ergou of Wang Cuihua's family might be the flesh and blood of the village head.

Xu Tianran and the boy in white watched quietly on the roof, the beauty of Bishui Ju, is it really a monster?

Let's take a look at the excitement for the time being, the boy in white seems to have this intention.