"Although the reincarnation of the Thunder Yin Heavenly King is not there, the newly reincarnated Wisdom God King has been praised as the fourth master of the Great Snow Mountain.

"Real strength, he can't enter the top ten, and there is always a place for him in the top twenty of the Snowy Buddha Gate.

"One day, once the Dapeng Ming King is not there, and the Wisdom God King ascends to the heights, Kabu will still be able to sit firmly in the position of the leader of the Snow Domain?"

The two asked and answered, and Yutao Daoren gradually informed Zhang Yan of the situation. In recent years, Dapeng Ming Wang Shouyuan will be exhausted, and he has begun to plan for the follow-up of the snowy Buddhism.

has always hoped to be able to subdue the Longshan side, which is easier to speak, and the leaders of the two sides each made a heavenly oath to ensure that after his death, the two sides will be safe.

As for the Liuhua River, there is a deep grudge with the Great Snow Mountain, and a counterattack cannot be avoided after that.

Since it can't be resolved, it can't be eliminated in a short period of time, and King Dapeng Ming feels hopeless, so he won't waste the rest of his time on the Liuyun Sword Sect and the Scattered Flower Palace. Concentrate your efforts, hoping to get a better result on the Yongsan side.

The direct manifestation is that the pressure on the five factions of Longshan has increased greatly.

"No unwarranted disaster! No unwarranted disaster!" Because there is room for mitigation, it seems that it is relatively easy to reach an agreement, so it is the focus of attention.

Hearing this strange truth, Zhang Yan shook his head again and again, and asked, "So what about now?"

"The alliance under the city, the five factions decided that it would never be as he wished, and he made a heavenly oath to give the Great Snow Mountain a hundred years to recuperate. ”

Zhang Yan listened to Mo Ran, and suddenly laughed: "Why doesn't King Dapeng Ming think about the benefits? Maybe the achievements of the Wisdom God King in this life are not lower than his? Hastily set a hundred-year covenant, wouldn't it be cheaper for us then?"

Yutao Daoist smiled when he heard this: "The first two generations of Wisdom God Kings have made 'great achievements', he naturally has to guard against the worst-case scenario, I hope you don't say a word." ”

"Tell me about you!" he pointed at him, "What's the matter with your cultivation? Who are you with the woman lying in this sarcophagus?" Just now, the blade of the sword was close to his neck, and he still refused to let go. If you hadn't taken care of this sarcophagus, you would have been able to do a few more tricks with me. ”

"Uncle Shi's swordsmanship is superb, and the disciple is definitely not an opponent!" Zhang Yan praised first, and then said: "In Uncle Shi's hands, how many moves are there between a few more moves and a few fewer moves?"

Yu Tao shook his head and said, "No, in fact, in terms of swordsmanship alone, I may not necessarily win you." I haven't seen you for a few months, and your swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, and it's terrifying, it's really unbelievable......!

Walking among the thousands of purples and thousands of reds, the people of Yutao Dao have never brought Zhang Yan into the cloud stack building.

Because of the spell casting of the disciples of Chunmingmen, flowers bloom in the sea of thousands of flowers in all directions. A rich fragrance of a variety of flowers blends together and penetrates the nose.

Zhang Yan will tell all the things that happened in the past few months since he left the mountain, and tell them in chronological order. Among them, such as: little assistants, dragons and demons, etc., are hidden from the privacy of human speech, and they are modified and beautified.

The evening breeze blows, the flowers sway, and the sea of flowers rises and falls, competing for beauty in the moonlight.

From the red sun slanting westward, until the morning sun rises again and the sun shines on the earth, the important links are deleted

Minus and talk about it again.

"I see!No wonder you can't even ride the Yellow Sword......"

After listening to Zhang Yan's experience in the past few months, although it is an abridged version, Yutao Dao people also feel thrilled.

Just looking at him from the time he left the mountain, a minor monk in the early stage of the divine light, he has grown dramatically to today, and he has to take it seriously when he has achieved Jindan.

The hardships can be imagined!

"Your master, master ancestor, and second elder have urgent matters to do, don't bother for the time being, I'll take you to make up for the flying sword and magic clothes first. As for this ......

"The head of Chunming can't spare time for the time being. Anyway, according to you, she was cast by you, and she began to practice the "dragon sleeping silkworm skill" in her sleep. As long as she wakes up naturally and doesn't need treatment, then don't mess with your Uncle Chunbo for the time being......"

In the sea of thousands of flowers, in front of the cloud stack building, the guards are tight.

The five registered disciples of the previous generation, the deacons currently serving in the Jishan Sect, are leading the ten contemporary inner disciples to guard in front of the Yunzhan Tower.

Each generation of the five factions of Longshan eventually became a disciple of the True Transmission, and there were about ten or fewer of them. Now there are still more than ten years before this Jiazi passes.

The top-ranked inner disciples actually have a great chance to be promoted to the True Inheritance. It is said that it is the elite of the sect, and it is well deserved!

Yutao made a move, and the inner door ranked sixth, and Chu Yanlan, who was ranked ninth overall, jumped over.

Yutao Daoist stretched out his hand to take the sarcophagus in Zhang Yan's hand, and ordered: "Xuanlan, you take your senior brother to the Xuanyun Hall first." Take your senior brother to order a magic robe that represents the identity of our true disciple of the Mountain Sect, and then come back. I'll settle this little girl first, and then I'll take you to ask for a good sword!"

The latter sentence was said to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan nodded in agreement, and followed Chu Yanlan to fly through the sea of flowers.

As soon as he left two or three miles away, out of the sight of Uncle Yutao, Chu Xuanlan couldn't help but say to Zhang Yan: "Senior brother, you are blessed! Gasha Shamen attacked Longshan on a large scale, and our five factions decided to use Chunming Mountain as the fulcrum of the first line to resist the enemy.

"It's not just the garments and the like that are in open supply. Even the masters who cultivated the magic weapon flying sword came several times. Uncle Yutao opened his mouth to ask for it for you, and the one who shot must be one of the top ones. Big brother is really lucky!"

"Oh, I wonder how many of them are?"

"Hidden Mountain Sword Master, Qingyun Sword Master, Gu Lan Weng, Hundred Forging Heavenly Crafts are unparalleled, and Yang Sword Zhenren. ”

"The Hidden Mountain Sword Su has a close relationship with the two factions of Liuhuahe, and the Qingyun Sword Master has studied in Shuiyun Mountain.

"Hundred forging heavenly works are incomparable, mysterious and mysterious.

"Gu Lanweng is said to be an anonymous disciple of the former sect leader of the poison, Wu Ma Yangxia, although I haven't heard of any friendship with Wu Ma Xingbo, but ...... It seems that the neighbors of Longshan and Daxue Mountain are very supportive of our five factions!"

As for the Yang Jian Zhenren, it is one of the three scattered five truths of Longshan Scattered Cultivation. However, it has always been close to different immortals, and they go alone.

The style of acting is quite "Longshan first".

He was probably the only one who was genuinely invited by the five factions of Longshan.

Zhang Yan smiled knowingly, but did not speak.

Chu Yanlan said with envy and admiration: "This trip to the mountain, the senior brother has cultivated to a great advancement, and his prestige is prestigious."

Spread far away, which really surprised and admired the junior brother. I can't wait to replace Senior Brother Zhang Yi, Senior Brother Du Guidu, and follow Senior Brother Zhang to go out!"

Along the way, Chu Xuanlan made a gesture and kept talking. It wasn't until he saw the Clouds Hall appear in sight that he stopped making noise.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice: "There is a chance!"

Chu Xuan Lan was overjoyed and asked, "Really?"

Seeing that Zhang Yan smiled and didn't answer, he scratched his head and said, "It's the junior brother who is confused!

At the edge of the sea of clouds, on a precipice, there are several small buildings of different heights and scattered. In the center of the highest small building, the word "Silent Clouds" is inscribed.

It is about the meaning of using a rope to collect the white clouds in the sea of clouds and use them as cloth.

This has always been the place where the disciples of Chunmingmen cut new clothes. In the past, only clothing was provided for the disciples of the sect. At this time, the five factions of Longshan gathered in Chunming, although the cause of the incident was not because of the Chunmingmen family, the five factions fought against a strong enemy, and it was not for Chunmingmen.

But after all, the other four factions came from Shangchun Mingshan to support, and they were guests from afar.

The female disciples in the Yunyun Hall also began to sew the robes of the other four major factions in Longshan and provided them to the disciples of each sect to change.

Thousands of monks gathered for daily drills and competitions. Although the proportion of torn clothes is not large, there are many people in the Silent Cloud Hall.

Seeing Chu Yanlan coming upstairs, the monks who were familiar with him greeted him one after another.

"Senior Brother Chu!"

"Senior Brother Chu......"

As a close disciple who is qualified to stay in the "Cloud Stack" and serve him closely, Chu Xuanlan is quite respected among the ordinary outer disciples and registered disciples. As soon as the two of them landed upstairs, a group of monks gathered around.

Chu Xuanlan looked arrogant, nodded left and right, waved his hand, and said, "Get out of the way!" I was ordered to bring my senior brother to order a magic robe, everyone please let go!"

The crowd retreated.

This kind of action is not in line with his usual style. With his current ranking as the ninth disciple of the contemporary mountain, he also seems too arrogant.

Many people muttered in their hearts.

Those who are bold and highly cultivated are not afraid to speak out: "A mere disciple of the inner sect of the Jishan Sect may not be ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by the person next to him who understood it.

"What do you do?"

Nunu, the person who pulled him, pointed to Zhang Yan: "His senior brother ......"

"How can Chu Xuanlan's senior brother ......" he didn't finish speaking, but he already understood in his heart: "Chu Xuanlan's senior brother......! Cut out...... ...... of the Yama Sect Sheet...... Zhang Yan?!"

There was silence on the Silent Cloud Hall, and everyone's eyes gathered on the white-clothed young man who followed Chu Xuanlan.

I saw that he had a handsome face, sword eyebrows and sideburns, and the center of his eyebrows was faintly red. It's obviously an extremely perfect facial feature, but I don't know how, it feels vicious.

There was a faint silver glow around him.

With a wave of his sleeves, a murderous aura full of blood and rain seemed to rush towards him. It's overwhelming.

The crowd of onlookers took a step back in unison, and it was not until the two of them walked through the waiting area that they dared to secretly spread the word and discuss.

"Great disciple of the mountain...... Kill Mushuang

The Venerable Master's First True Legend of the Mountain Sect!"

"Not to mention the unequaled master! Fighting alone in Changshan, blockading the mountain pass for a day and a night, at least a few hundred people died under his flying sword!"

"He provoked the wild monk of the Great Snow Mountain!"

......

The list goes on.

Since Zhang Yan's appearance in the ancient city of Shui, all kinds of news about him have spread in Longshan.

The upper-class people naturally understood that the fundamental reason for the large-scale attack of the Snowy Buddhism Gate was that the king of Dapeng Ming was about to die. The number of low-level disciples, who were overwhelming, could not have known.

"It's him! It's him who provoked the wild monk of the Great Snow Mountain!"

"I can't say that! the place where Senior Brother Zhang killed the Peerless Master is, after all, in my Longshan Territory......"

"Even so, it's too ruthless......! It's hard to say whether the Divine Deer Venerable was killed by him or not!"

With these people's cultivation as combat power, if Zhang Yan wants to know, he can also know.

It's just that at this time, he doesn't care about these discussions.

Between the bright moon and pines, on the clear spring stone.

The discussion of these people is like the bright moon shining on the pine branches, flowing through the clear spring of the mountains and rocks.

What other impact could it have besides giving him points?

A volley trestle that leads straight to the depths of the sea of clouds.

The two walked up the boardwalk.

Without waiting for Zhang Yan and the two to reach the end, a group of female disciples of the Chunming Sect surrounded a bright and beautiful, purple-clothed and barefoot girl, giggling and haha, flying and landing on the trestle bridge of the flying frame.

"Senior Brother Zhang, we're meeting again!"

The purple-clothed girl at the head opened her arms and blocked Zhang Yan's way, and said with joy and disgust.

(End of chapter)