The old man frowned, and finally looked at Li Xuandu for the first time, and his eyes fell on Li Xuandu's sleeves.

This injury can't even be called an injury, not even a flesh injury, for the physique of a great master of the Heavenly and Human Realm, but it can heal in the blink of an eye, what really surprises the old man is that this sword can avoid his perception, if the person who came out of the sword has Yan Feiqing's cultivation, then this sword can really hurt him, and even hit him hard, but it's a pity that this person's cultivation realm is too low, but Xuanyuan Realm, even if he doesn't have any precautions, let this young man stab hundreds of swords, it can't hurt him half a point at all。

The old man opened his mouth and asked, "Young man, who taught you this Qingwei Sect's 'Beidou Thirty-six Sword Technique'?"

Li Xuandu replied: "I remember who Your Excellency is, if I guess correctly, Your Excellency should be the old man of the Soap Pavilion Sect who ranks fourth on the Taixuan list, but in my impression, the old man is tall, with a high nose and deep eyes, and he likes to wear mourning clothes on weekdays, but he is not a camel." ”

The old man smiled flatly: "There are not many people in this world who know the true face of the old man, because most of the people who have seen it are already dead, since you know the true face of the old man, you must be like Yan Feiqing, and his background is quite good." ”

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly remembered the conversation between the two he heard earlier, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, Yan Feiqing called you 'Purple Mansion', which reminded the old man of a young junior, who was very popular a few years ago, and was called 'Purple Mansion Sword Immortal' by the people in the rivers and lakes, not only climbed to the top of the Shaoxuan List, but also ranked tenth on the Taixuan List." ”

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Li Xuandu and hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he saw the empress dowager who was high up in the house became a peasant village woman, and the majestic Qingluan Weidu Governor became a beggar on the street, which made people want to laugh.

Of course, there is nothing funny about village women and beggars, but if they were once the most noble people in the world, they fell from the clouds to the dust, and then ate a mouthful of mud, the very fact is very ridiculous.

Just like this young man in front of him.

The Purple Mansion Sword Immortal, who was once known as the Immortal Man, was once regarded as the person most likely to set foot on the Great Dao of Immortality, and he was also the head of the Four Little Grandmasters, and in terms of fame, he was even above Yan Feiqing. But today it turned out to be a Xuanyuan realm that was not even an innate realm.

It's probably the biggest joke in the world.

The old man opened his mouth and asked, "Should I call you the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal?" or the Purple Mansion Guest?"

Li Xuandu, who was identified by him, said indifferently: "Li Xuandu is fine." ”

The old man said with a smile: "I really can't imagine that the famous Zifu Sword Immortal back then, the sword immortal character who made most of the Jiangbei silent with one person and one sword, has now fallen to such a point that he wants to roll in this small river and lake." ”

"Life is impermanent, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. ”

The old man still remembers how arbitrary the Zifu Sword Immortal was, and with only three feet in his hand, he turned to the four major states of Qizhou, Zhongzhou, Luzhou, and Yanzhou. In the end, he crossed the river, entered Jiangzhou in a grand manner, chased and killed the enemy who was born in the Zhengyi Sect, and killed it all the way to Wuzhou, until the elder of the Zhengyi Sect who sat in the Tianshi Mountain Dazhen Mansion personally took action, which stopped your steps. At that time, some people praised you as the head of the four little grandmasters, the one who was most likely to inherit the mantle of the Great Sword Immortal. Even the Empress Dowager who was far away in the capital had heard of your reputation and said that if such a handsome person could serve the imperial court, it would be equivalent to more than 10,000 elite soldiers. ”

"The old man is very curious, in the first battle of the imperial capital back then, you were clearly inseparable from Yan Feiqing and others, and now you have fallen more than once, from the realm of returning to the truth, which is only one step away from the realm of heaven and man, and has fallen directly to the current field, all of them say that the three realms of divine transformation are one step and one heavy sky, you can't be regarded as falling from the clouds to the dust, you are simply going to fall directly to the underworld, these are all thanks to Yan Feiqing and others, but how did you turn war into jade silk today?"

Speaking of this, the old man did not hide his sarcasm: "Now you may not even be as good as an ant in your eyes back then, right?

Li Xuandu finally spoke: "If I guess correctly, you should be in the Heavenly and Human Immeasurable Realm now? I have never regarded anyone as an ant, if you have such a mentality, blindly worship the strong and belittle the weak, and cannot treat everyone equally, then you will never be able to reach the Heavenly Man-made Realm." ”

The old man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he sneered: "A hairless phoenix is not as good as a chicken, you are in such a situation now, and you dare to say irresponsible things to the old man?"

After saying that, the old man stretched out his hand and pressed it down, Li Xuandu suddenly felt as if he had an extra burden on his body, and the whole person couldn't move.

The old man said coldly: "Young man, since you have fallen into the mud pond and gnawed a mouthful of mud, then you should learn what to be restrained, there is an old saying that people have to bow their heads when they are under the eaves, what good is it for you to anger the old man with words like this? Do you still think that you are the Purple Mansion Sword Immortal who ranked tenth on the Taixuan List back then?"

When the words fell, Li Xuandu suddenly couldn't bear it and had to kneel on one knee, but there was still blood oozing from his face.

At this moment, Yan Feiqing finally made a move, and the "Jiuyang Separation Fire Cover" in his hand flew out again, this time it became the size of the temple morning bell, and a raging real fire burned inside the cover, as if a fire dragon was circling and winding, falling towards the head of the old man in Tibet.

The old man smiled coldly, not afraid at all, and said hesitantly: "A good old heavenly master is high-footed, and a good Zhengyi sect is in charge, the old man will learn the methods of the Zhengyi sect today." ”

Almost at the moment when the old man's voice fell, a fierce aura suddenly exploded with a rolling and mournful cry. For a while, there was a gloomy wind, gloomy clouds and misty, flying around the old man's body, covering his entire body.

"Jiuyang from the fire cover" fell on the black fog, countless blazing real fire turned into several fire dragons, tumbling and roaring, only to see the black fog churning, among which there was a faint pale face emerged, twisted and wailed, terrifying, but did not let the "Jiuyang from the fire cover" fall a bit, let the fire dragon burn the black fog out of the gap, but the black fog rolled, and the gap was made up in an instant.

The figure of the old man loomed in the black mist, and suddenly he chuckled.

In an instant, thousands of laughter sounded in the black fog, which at first glance sounded like the roar of the wind, and after listening closely, it seemed to be the wailing of unjust souls.

The ghost laughs in the ears, hooks the soul at every turn, kills people, and is invisible and traceless.

At this moment, Yan Feiqing only felt that there was darkness in front of him, and then a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in all directions staring at him, as if they were about to devour him completely.

But almost at the same time, the hairpin on Yan Feiqing's bun directly turned into powder, rippling out a pale cyan qi, dispelling the evil sound and making his eyes repeat the clarity.

Yan Feiqing's eyes had the sun true fire burning, magnificent and gorgeous, he used the "Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Righteous Law" to urge the true yuan, opened his mouth and roared, the sound was like the sound of thunder, but it was compressed within a radius of ten zhang, vibrating back and forth, instantly overpowering the wailing of a group of ghosts, even the black fog was rolling endlessly, and it instantly became much lighter.

At this moment, Yan Feiqing bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of "true yang salivation".

People have essence and spirit, heavenly spirit blood belongs to God, middle finger blood belongs to qi, and blood on the tip of the tongue belongs to essence. The so-called "true yang salivation" is the essence and blood on the tip of the tongue, which is the heaviest yang energy in a person's body. Yan Feiqing entered the Tao with pure yang, and his mouthful of "true yang salivation" can be imagined.

Yan Feiqing used blood to draw the "Pure Yang Breaking Charm" in the void.

I saw that the red light was flourishing, like the rising red sun shining on the heavens and the earth, and after the black fog encountered the red light, it quickly dispersed as if the snow had melted, revealing the old man hiding in it.

The old man is not a yin ghost and the like, but a living great master of the heavenly and human realm, but he is not afraid of the red light of this kind of yin qi and ghosts, he smiled, waved his sleeves, and a gust of black wind swept towards countless white paper money floating from nowhere, and the paper money flew towards the blood talisman, like a moth to a fire, and immediately turned into flying ash, but the black ash after burning out was constantly stained on the blood talisman, making the blood talisman dusty, the red light was dim, and the aura was greatly reduced.

The old man in Tibet still said with leisure: "Yan Feiqing, you have been passed on by Zhang Jingxiu many treasures and the position of the head of the Zhengyi Sect, plus the heritage of the entire Zhengyi Sect for you to cultivate, so that you have today's pure yang to enter the Tao, but after all, you are too young and too shallow, and now relying on a 'Jiuyang Fire Cover', you have the luxury of hoping to be able to run rampant?"