"Senior Brother Xiong, is Senior Uncle Yue here?"

Kong Laosan said lightly, his voice was not hurried, and his face was calm and waveless, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

"Back to Senior Brother, Senior Uncle Yue has been away from Qinglingmen for nearly two years, and there has been no news back so far!"

Hearing Kong Laosan's question, Xiongqi's heart moved, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

Hearing this, Kong Laosan didn't seem to be surprised, he just nodded, his eyes fell on Xiong Qi on the side again, and two different colors flashed in his eyes, "Senior Brother Xiong, since I returned to Qinglingmen three years ago, you have been on duty in the Snake Courtyard, helping me take care of these two little guys for many years, and you have really helped me a lot, this spirit soldier will be given to you!"

At the same time as the voice fell, a small sword with an index finger length and a light blue fell in his hand, played for a while, and threw it directly to Xiongqi who stood respectfully on the side.

Subconsciously took it in his hand, Xiongqi was slightly stunned, looked at Kong Laosan, and then looked at the spirit soldier flying sword in his hand, as if he didn't expect Kong Laosan to be so generous, after two breaths, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Thank you Senior Brother for your generous gift, what Senior Brother explained, is my Xiongqi's business, taking care of the two little guys, it's really nothing!"

Joyfully accepted the Spirit Soldier Flying Sword, Xiongqi's tone revealed a bit of eagerness.

Seeing this, the corners of Kong Laosan's mouth twitched, revealing a faint smile, but the next moment he returned to normal, and continued, "Tell me what has happened in the door in recent years." ”

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Compared with three years ago, Qinglingmen is much more lively. Along the way, many unfamiliar faces in gray robes were busy, looking at these young and immature figures, Kong Laosan suddenly had a feeling that things were wrong.

From Xiongqi's mouth, Kong Laosan probably learned some news. Since three years ago, the body of the wind spirit called Yao Feng'er has left the Qingling Gate and is missing. After the Jin family came to Qinglingmen to make trouble a few times because of the death of Jin Qiongfeng, it was also over. However, with Kong Laosan's understanding of those people in the Jin family, he must not give up, even if there is a gap of three years, if he wants to get out of Qinglingmen, he still has to be extremely cautious.

Yao Huo'er worshiped the Fire Spirit Peak, and Fu Yinglong, who went to Houzhou with him at the beginning, although he was rescued by the true disciple Yun Tianqi, he finally lost his life because of his injuries. Perhaps it was because of this that since that Yao Huo'er came back three years ago, he was no different from himself, he had never stepped down the Fire Spirit Peak, and he had spent all his time on cultivation, and his strength had progressed so fast that he was not much slower than Kong Laosan, who was pregnant with the blood of the Demon Infant Essence.

When Fu Yinglong was mentioned, Kong Laosan sighed in his mouth, and the first thing that came to mind was the one hundred and fifty spirit stones that the other party still owed him, and I am afraid that there will be no chance to recover it.

Secretly despised himself, Kong Laosan walked all the way, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life, with his hands behind his back, silently looking at the busy figures of these new disciples around him, and there was always a faint smile on his face.

Just as Kong Laosan was walking all the way in the direction of Mu Yan Peak, the gray-robed disciples who were not very old around him suddenly became agitated, and at the same time, they walked in the direction of Tuzhong Peak on the west side.

Seeing this, Kong Laosan was stunned, his heart moved, and the power of divine thoughts surged out from the center of his eyebrows, and he searched towards the west side, and after a while, he shook his head helplessly, obviously he had found something, and there was no wave in his eyes, but after thinking about it, he still walked slowly towards the west side.

At this moment, the two disciples dressed in gray robes, who were about the sixth level of Qi refining, were fighting hard, surrounded by countless outer disciples in a circle, cheering each other on each other. There was a lot of noise all around, and not far from the two of them, a delicate and lovely girl in a lotus skirt, twelve or thirteen years old, stood motionless like a blooming lily, her long eyelashes flashed and flashed, and there were two teardrops on her cheeks, looking pitiful.

When Kong Laosan came here, the fight between the two had reached a fever pitch. One of them was long, his hair was tied in a hollow wooden hairpin, and the good-looking young man was holding a cold iron long sword, constantly slashing at the young man opposite, taking advantage of the gap, occasionally pinched out one or two fireball talismans and threw them towards the other party, but the movements between the hands were extremely unfamiliar, and it was obvious that he was extremely inexperienced in fighting with others.

On the other hand, there is a black-faced young man, covered in an earthy yellow aura, with bare hands, but he defuses the offensive of the opposite boy one by one, and he can't see much expression on his face, he is very calm, but at the moment when the opposite boy is powerless, he will occasionally take the opportunity to throw a punch, making the other party scramble for a while.

After observing for a long time, Kong Laosan shook his head, in the eyes of Kong Laosan today, the fight between the two is like a child fighting, like a joke, he can't arouse the slightest interest, and just about to leave, the situation in the field changed suddenly.

"Okay, black charcoal, since I Huang Chenggui came to Qinglingmen, you have been unable to get along with me, I can bear these, but you shouldn't be, you shouldn't bully Jia'er, even if I fight for my life today, I have to teach you a lesson!"

The young man with the wooden hairpin said hatefully, his face was a little distorted, and as he spoke, the long sword in his hand was retracted on his back, and at the same time, several strange seals were pinched out with both hands, and he gently touched the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly, an invisible wave escaped from the center of his eyebrows.

"Here comes the sword!"

With a bang, the cuffs shook, and a small yellow sword with the length of an index finger suddenly soared in front of him, and as the young man spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, the small sword roared, and in just three breaths, it soared to a length of three feet.

Seeing this, Kong Laosan's heart moved, but he didn't make any moves. The young man in front of him actually used some kind of secret technique to forcibly urge the flying sword against the enemy with the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining, and he was obviously desperate.

The black-faced boy opposite the boy also saw the scene in front of him, and his original black charcoal face suddenly changed, "Mu Xiucai, you don't want to die?!"

At the same time as he spoke, his figure exploded, and at the same time, he took out a golden light talisman from his arms and attached it directly to his body, and a thin layer of golden light wrapped his entire body.

The girl who was crying and crying on the side also opened her glasses wide, looked at the scene in front of her with shining eyes, and her curved lips were gently hooked, as if she was a little happy, but then she realized something, put away the curvature of the corners of her mouth, wiped her eyes, and a pair of watery eyes immediately became red, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Kong Laosan on the side saw this scene completely in his eyes, and just shook his head, without any intention of interfering.

Relying on the sharpness of the flying sword, the young man who was originally in a weak position was really much braver, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and with the rotation of his mind, countless mountains and rocks and trees around him had been stirred into pieces, although the young man had a slight delay in control, but the flying sword covered with essence blood was still extremely domineering, forcing the black-faced young man on the opposite side to retreat.

At this moment, the black-faced young man didn't know what means to use, his body became extremely flexible, and he was like a spirit monkey when he moved and dodged, although the flying sword was extremely fast, he could dodge it at the moment when the flying sword was coming. However, this method seems to consume a great deal of spiritual power, and after only half a meal, the black-faced young man is already out of breath, and his actions are much more stagnant than before.

"Slash me!"

Seeing this scene, his face was pale, and the young man with a shaky wooden hairpin looked bright, his hands pinched, and a puddle of essence blood spurted out, and at the same time, his mouth exploded, and the last spiritual power was poured into the flying sword in front of him.

As if sensing the young man's intentions, the flying sword flashed with yellow light around it, and its speed increased by more than three times, and with a humming sound, it slashed directly towards the top of the black-faced young man's head.

Kong Laosan has been silently paying attention, until this moment, he has a little calm, glanced at the state of the young man with a hairpin, his heart moved, he was about to make a move, but the next moment, as if he sensed something, his eyes glanced lightly at Tuzhong Peak, and then dispersed the spiritual power that had been condensed between his fingers.

At this moment, the black-faced young man seemed to sense the threat of death, and his eyes widened, "The surname is Huang, you really dare to do it?!"

Seeing that the flying sword was coming, there was no way to avoid it, and there were two points of fear reflected in the eyes of the black-faced young man, but it was replaced by a touch of madness in an instant, and just about to do something, a paper-thin earthy yellow barrier suddenly appeared, and it happened to be blocked in front of the black-faced young man, and the flying sword slashed on it, and it was directly knocked away, leaving no trace.