The fireball in the sky, with its thunder and long line of fire, flew at a great speed above the Siguo Cliff.

At this time, everyone saw that it was a sword, a flying sword that burned fireballs from the tip of the high-speed flying sword!

Just as everyone was stunned, it roared and inserted itself beside Lu Press.

There was a loud bang, and a large crater was blasted out of the ground, and the cracks spread out like cobwebs.

An irresistible wave of air knocked everyone except Lu Pressure away.

No matter what realm you are, you are so domineering to be knocked away.

The sword was stuck in the ground, and although it looked rusty, it stood proudly and proudly like a peerless warrior.

Lu Jian awkwardly withdrew his raised hand, smiled at the rusty sword and said, "Grandpa, are you here?"

Jiang Shang was also shocked and flew away, and at the same time he was shocked, he was also a little excited, feeling that Lu Jian was saved this time.

It's just that this strange sword is so familiar?

A voice sounded in Lu Quan's head: "Silly boy, come up, let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword flew up from the ground and landed in front of Lu Quan.

Why did Lu Jian hold the hilt of the sword and ride up, because now his body is weak, he can't step on it and can only sit.

Waves of qi centered on the sword, surging in all directions, pushing the people who had just stood up to the ground.

With a whistling, the thunder roared again, and the long sword flew away with land pressure at an extremely fast speed.

In the sky, there was a string of thunder and a light that streaked across the night sky like a meteor.

The people sitting on the ground in the temple of the horse god stared at the distant night sky in amazement.

There, there is only a red line that shines in the sky.

Lu Jian rode on the sword, felt the wind blowing in his face, and couldn't open his eyes.

It knows it's a sign of extreme speed.

In just a few breaths, one person and one sword were far away from the realm of the Horse Temple.

Lu Jian hugged the hilt of the sword and said excitedly to the long sword, "Grandpa, have you recovered?"

Suddenly, the sword's speed slowed and it flew crookedly.

Lu Jian found that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you!"

With his shout, the sword paused in the air for a moment, then fell to the ground.

Lu Jian was taken aback, and used all his spiritual power to try to control the long sword.

With his efforts, the long sword fell slightly, but it also slowly descended.

Finally, the sword staggered and landed on the ground, a canyon between high mountains, and the dark mountains were like a giant standing silently.

Lu Jian hurriedly hugged the rusty sword and kept calling, because he was in a hurry, tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Silly boy, grandpa is not dead, why are you crying, how can you cultivate the immortals in the past few years?"

The voice of the old man with open teeth came, although it was a little weak, but it was enough.

Lu Jian wiped his eyes happily and smirked a few times.

As soon as the light flickered, the old man with open teeth appeared, but his figure was a little illusory and slightly transparent.

Lu Jian pulled the old man with open teeth who he hadn't seen for a long time, and he didn't know what to say excitedly.

The old man looked at Lu Pressure, and said with a smile: "I've grown up, but it's a pity that I'm still a little dark and a little fat!"

After laughing, he patted the back of Lu Quan's hand and said, "Feeling the fluctuation of your sword intent, I will fly over, this time I will use my sword qi strongly, it is estimated that I will have to cultivate for many years!"

Lu Jian said a little sadly: "It's all because I'm not angry, let grandpa save me again and again!"

The old man stroked Lu Zhu's hair and said: "It was my duty to protect you, you have done a good job, you have already reached the Spirit Courtyard Realm so soon, and it is still a spiritual sword double cultivation, well, it has exceeded my expectations, very good!"

Lu Jian touched the big hand of the old man with open teeth, and muttered: "I'm still not strong enough, otherwise, how could I let my grandfather burn the sword qi that he had finally recovered to save me!"

The old man smiled and said: "I am a fairy sword, I can't take pills or anything to replenish like you humans, I can only recuperate, of course the recovery is slower, but, as long as the sword is not broken, I am also an immortal body, and I can always recover slowly! You don't have to worry about me!"

Lu Jian suddenly remembered something, and his mind moved, and he took out the proud tripod: "Grandpa, look at this little ding, is it helpful for the recovery of your cultivation?"

The old man with open teeth took a closer look, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Proud Ding, it turned out to be the proud Ding of the cloth bag immortal back then, hehe, this thing can gather spiritual energy, of course it is good for my cultivation, yes, boy, you actually got this kind of treasure!"

Knowing that he could help the old man recover his cultivation, Lu Jian felt extremely happy, and thought to himself, he could finally do something for his grandfather.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "The air outside is so fresh!"

He said to Lu Jian seriously: "I'm going back to the sword to cultivate in a while, so I'll quickly explain the matter to you!"

Lu Jian hurriedly sat up straight and stared at the old man nervously.

The old man said: "I have been helping you think about the future path in the Sword Skeleton Valley for the past few days, and now that you have already started, then you are left to practice on your own." Listen, you're going to find someone next。。。。。。 Well, to be precise, it's to find a wine gourd!"

Lu Jian said curiously: "Wine gourd?"

"Yes, it's called Qingbai, it's the treasure that accompanied Lu Wu Zhenjun with me back then, on the day of Lu Wu Zhenjun's Heavenly Tribulation, we were separated, I don't know where it fell exactly, but I faintly feel that there is its breath in the extreme north, you go, find it! It can help you!"

Speaking of this, the old man's breath weakened.

"Okay, grandpa, I'll definitely find Qingbai, definitely!"

The old man's figure became more and more blurred, and the transparent was about to disappear.

He looked at Lu Jian and said with a smile: "The road ahead, you have to rely on your own cultivation for a while, but I am very relieved of you, you will definitely be able to do it!"

Then, the old man looked at the north again and muttered: "Xiaoqing, I haven't heard you nagging for many years, I miss it so much。。。。。。 ”

After saying that, his figure disappeared completely.

Lu Jian held back the tears that were about to gush out again, and gently stroked the rusty sword and said, "Grandpa, you can rest assured that you will cultivate, when you wake up again, I will definitely make you proud!"

The rusty sword let out a clear roar, and there was no more sound.

Lu Jian tied the rusty sword to his back with his belt, sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a piece of sweet potato and nibbled on it, thinking while gnawing on it.

Looking back on these days in the Horse Temple, although the time was not long, there were ups and downs, made close friends, met opponents and enemies, met the lovely eldest lady, and experienced the gloom of the sect master Ma Wantang.

Lu Jian sighed, thinking to himself, he may not be suitable for apprenticeship, the first master died because of himself, and the second master is so insidious and indifferent.

He took a bite of the sweet potato fiercely and said to the sky: "My life is in my absence, in the future, I will practice by myself, and there will be no more restraints." ”

Thinking about this section, Lu Quan's heart relaxed, and he felt that the sky was high and the earth was wide, and he let me fly.

This force involved the wound and grinned in pain.

Lu Jian opened the lid of the proud, put it in his arms, took out a few more pills, took them, and then began to close his eyes and practice.

Cultivation makes time fly by.

When Lu Jian opened his eyes, it was already the morning of the third day.

Lu Jian felt that his injuries had recovered as before, and the abundance of spiritual energy had improved, and he knew that this was probably a credit to his pride.

Lu Press took out the map and expanded it to take a closer look at the route.

The old man said that the little gourd is in the extreme north, so it has to pass through Tianhengzhou all the way to the north and reach the realm of Shaoguang Continent, and there are tens of thousands of miles to go!

Lu Jian took out the small wine jug and wanted to take a sip of wine, but found it empty.

He stepped on the Tai'a sword, and pointed to the north in high spirits, "Go!"

The sword flashed and broke through the air.

Tsing Yi fluttering, standing at the head of the sword, although a little fat, but also quite a bit of a fairy.

The sun was shining, the wind was beautiful, and when Edgeworth flew, it almost made Lu Jian let out a comfortable moan from his heart.

Looking at the farmland flashing under him, and the farmers who were working hard in the fields, Lu Jian was extremely emotional.

If it weren't for cultivation, I would be one of those people, and I would be living that ordinary life.

Which is happier with the current life, Lu Jian can't say.

It's just that now that I can fly, I won't ever go to the days when I could only walk again.

Just like an eagle that has already spread its wings and flies high, how will it not jump into the chicken coop of the farmhouse and be a chicken pecking with its head down.

The flying sword flew into the distance at high speed with a clear sound.

。。。。。。

At the same time as Lu Jian flew into the distance, a huge spaceship was also slowly flying towards Tangshan, where the Horse Temple was located.

There were many people standing on the big boat, with long robes and long swords, all of them cultivators, and these people stood indifferently in a proper manner.

There is only one exception!

At the bow of the boat, on a high flagpole, sat a teenager.

He held the head of the beast at the top of the flagpole, his feet dangling in the air.

This young man is none other than Lu Dongbin.

At this time, he had grown a lot taller, there was no more snot flowing from his face, and in his eyes, the essence light flashed, showing that his cultivation was not weak.

As the most favored disciple of the Water God, his current cultivation has reached the realm of the highest grade in the spiritual academy realm.

At his age, it's already very amazing.

At this time, he looked at the tumbling sea of clouds silently.

"Little fat man, will you be there!"

。。。。。。

In the sky thousands of miles away from Lu Dongbin.

Two sword lights flew at high speed.

Slightly in front is a middle-aged Taoist in yellow clothes, with a clear face, it is the Huangshang Taoist in Yunqing Cave.

On the flying sword later, stood a girl dressed in white, tall, with her hands behind her back, black hair fluttering, and a calm and dusty air on her beautiful face.

The girl Ding Qing, who was already very tall, is now even higher.

The white clothes are fluttering, the black hair is in the wind, the eyes are steady, and the bearing is extraordinary.

Like a lotus flower blooming in the air.

Looking at the direction, they are also going to Tangshan.

I don't know if she thinks of that chubby guy in her heart.