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On the mountain road that went down to the north of the Mangdang Mountain Daoguan, Yao Zhenyi, the handsome scholar Qin Xiang, and the young man with a sword on his back who was holding a shoulder on the side walked on the road.

The young man glanced back at the Taoist temple that was still shrouded in mist.

Before leaving, the Murong Gongzi found him and smiled enthusiastically, saying that the Shenlong Guan Master was willing to accept him as a registered disciple, and gave him the Taoist name "Three Thousand".

Although it is just a vulgar job of carrying water to burn the fire and cook food now, it is enough to make this rich boy excited.

For him, as long as he can stay in this Taoist temple, even if he can't learn great magical powers, he can learn some small magic!

Yao Zhen thought that he was already immersed in his own beautiful fantasies, and sighed in his heart, the young man actually didn't understand this, he only knew that everything was sincere, and he couldn't bear to sweep away his interest, so he smiled and congratulated.

That Murong Gongzi finally secretly told the young man a "secret", saying that the barbarian girl yesterday was also accepted as a registered disciple, and she was still ranked behind him, so she would have to call him a senior brother in the future.

The "savage girl" was the dark green girl who came with the thin old man, but what made him strange was that the young man in white was turned away, telling him that he had no chance with the Taoist temple.

Yao Zhenyi didn't know these two people, and besides, he never liked to talk about others behind his back, so he laughed it off.

In the end, when the Murong Gongzi, who already had the Dao name "Three Thousand", said goodbye to the young man, he smiled at him and said that when he passed by this place again in the future, he would definitely find him to reunite again, so that he could perform some small tricks on the young man.

Yao Zhenyi looked at the Taoist temple and remembered a sentence, a jiazi in the mountains, sixty years in the world, what kind of penance is, but no one knows.

After that, the young man in a Confucian shirt smiled and turned his head and walked down the mountain, quickly catching up with Qin Xiang and Jia Yibing, who were already walking ahead.

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After the three of them descended from Mangdang Mountain, they went all the way to the north, and soon came to a dense forest.

At this time, the sky is gray and cloudy, and it feels like a downpour.

"Rustle—"

Yao Zhenyi stepped on this moist land, his ears were the sound of the cool breeze blowing the leaves rolling the ground, and Qin Xiang, who was walking with him, was holding a book in his hand, and was looking down at the contents of the book intently.

And Jia Yibing is holding his head in his hands and holding a weed in his mouth, and his body is swaying as he walks, but he is happy to be at ease.

Qin Xiao closed the book, stretched out two fingers and pinched between his eyebrows, not tired, but really the content of the book was a little difficult to digest.

After a while,

He turned his head and smiled at the young man who was walking with his feet raised, "After this dense forest, and then through that sighing stone stream, you will reach the boundary of the Jinyun Dynasty. ”

"Jinyun Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Yao Zhenyi asked with some confusion.

And Jia Yibing, who had never spoken, spit out the weed in his mouth, and then smiled and explained, "Hey, one of the subordinate dynasties of the Han Dynasty, it is said that the boat girls there are first-class, so they are known as the gentle township." ”

Qin Xiang glanced at the young man with the sword on his back, and sneered, "You remember these things quite well, you must have frequented such places." ”

"Ahem. ”

Jia Yibing coughed when he heard this, then touched his nose and sneered, "Occasionally." ”

As the words fell, the young man with the sword on his back suddenly reached out and grabbed Yao Zhenyi's shoulder on the side, and whispered in his ear, "When we get to the Jinyun Dynasty, let's find a reason to avoid this scholar, and the old brother will take you to take a look at the boat woman to open her eyes, that figure, that thin waist that Yingying holds, tsk, and that ...... Oops, I'll go!"

Before Jia Yibing finished speaking, his ass was kicked angrily by the handsome scholar, and the pain made him jump up.

"Hahahaha!"

The young man with the sword on his back hurriedly covered his aching buttocks, and when he turned around, he saw the handsome scholar holding his stomach and bending over and laughing.

It's uncle who can bear it, and grandma can't bear it! The deception is too great! Look at my old Jia Bu sword slap you cry dad and call mother!

Qin Xiao saw that the young man with the sword on his back had an unkind look in his eyes, and when he saw him walking quickly towards him, he raised his feet and ran forward after screaming.

"You stop for Lao Tzu!!"

Jia Yibing rolled up his sleeves while chasing, and said in his heart, if you don't let you suffer a little today, you won't have to pee on Lao Tzu's head in the future? !

"Stop and call you?"

Hearing the roar of the young man with the sword behind him, Qin Xiao asked rhetorically, and then laughed loudly.

In this way, the two of them chased after me in this dense forest, one laughing and running, and the other desperately chasing in anger.

Seeing this scene, Yao Zhenyi shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart that these two people were really enemies.

"Bang—"

At this moment, Qin Xiang in front of him suddenly stopped, and Jia Yibing behind him suddenly slammed forward and threw him to the ground directly.

Jia Yibing sat up and flipped the handsome scholar over, grabbed his sleeve and was about to speak, but saw Qin Xiao stretch out his finger and point in the direction in front of him.

The young man with the sword on his back turned his head to look, only to see a large thick fog rising rapidly in front of him!

Seeing this scene, Jia Yibing quickly got up and pulled up Qin Xiao who was lying on the ground, and the two stood in front of this thick white mist with solemn expressions.

And Yao Zhenyi also walked over at this time, looking at the depths of the dense forest where there had never been a white mist in front of him, his brows furrowed, there must be a demon when something goes wrong.

"Be careful!"

At this moment, Yao Zhenyi and Qin Xiang suddenly heard Jia Yibing screaming in their ears, and then the white mist actually surged towards this side, enveloping the figures of the three of them in an instant!

The white mist and cold air that came to his face in an instant made the young man have to close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he found that the two people who were still beside him just now had disappeared, and there was a thick white mist around him.

"Brother Qin?!Brother Jia?!"

The boy tried to shout a few times, but there was silence in response.

Then I saw his right sleeve shook, and a short dagger slipped into his hand, and he held the dagger tightly, and the young man raised his feet and walked forward.

This strange white mist became thicker and thicker as he got closer, and Yao Zhenyi had even noticed that the sleeves of his clothes were starting to get soaked, and it was obviously cold here, just as the young man was walking with the dagger in his sleeve.

On the other side,

The handsome scholar Qin Xiang Hao Ran, who was standing in the distance with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and stared at a certain direction, where there seemed to be a back figure slowly moving, and in the slender two fingers of his right hand was a slender silver needle, this handsome scholar raised the silver needle as if to shoot it out.

It's just that at this time, his eyes were full of complexity.

And on a towering tree in the fog, Jia Yibing stood on the tree and looked down at everything below.

In the thick white mist, the young man who walked slowly forward with a dagger in his hand stood in place in the distance, staring at the scholar over there with a silver needle in his hand.

Looking at the situation in the fog, the young man with the sword on his back was blowing in the wind, his eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

And on the other side of the branch, there was a little old man who was trembling all over his body, this mountain spirit monster who had eaten a lot of food was now repentant, where could he control the lord in front of him! You must know that not long after Fang just cast the spell, he was surrounded by countless Dao Sen Ran sword qi, and he didn't even have the chance to escape.

If it weren't for the fact that he was so frightened by those sword qi at this time that he trembled, he would have jumped up and slapped himself in the face, scolded the heavens and scolded the earth and scolded his mother again!

Sword Cultivator! This person is actually a Sword Cultivator! A Sword Cultivator who is known as one of the four difficult ghosts on the mountain!

He raised his head in horror and looked at the young man with the sword on his back who had never made a sound, and asked in a trembling voice, "Sword... Immortal senior..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man with the sword on his back glance indifferently and then said indifferently, "If you don't want to be scattered, just shut up for me." ”

The young man's indifferent voice without a trace of emotion suddenly made this little old man, who was really the mountain spirit, bow his head in horror and no longer dare to say a word.

Jia Yibing turned his head and looked at the white mist below again, Yao Zhenyi still continued to walk forward, and the scholar behind him clamped the two fingers of the silver needle more and more hard, but he just refused to swing it out.

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of this young man with a sword on his back, his left hand spread out his palm, and in his palm, there was a sword intent slowly circulating, and then his cold eyes stared at Qin Xiang below, as long as the handsome scholar made a move, then this slowly flowing sword intent in his palm would inevitably penetrate him instantly, and under the ascension realm, he would definitely die!

At this moment,

The young man with a sword on his back standing on the tree suddenly smiled, and the sword qi in his palm dissipated in an instant.

I saw that in the white mist below, the scholar seemed to be a celestial and human battle, and finally put the silver needle in his hand into his sleeve and sighed softly, and then raised his feet and walked towards the young man.

Jia Yibing retracted his breath, and those sword qi quickly surged towards the young man with the sword on his back and was retracted by him.

The sword qi disappeared, and the little old man who was lying on his stomach noticed that his body was loose, and he had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to raise his head and make a sound, for fear that this sword cultivator would kill himself here with a sword.

Jia Yibing raised his head and looked at the gray sky in the distance, but he remembered something in his heart.

At this time, in the fog,

The young man hid the dagger in his sleeves all over his body, slowly raised his feet and walked forward, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him, he suddenly turned behind him, squinted his eyes and looked into the fog in front of him, a figure appeared in the fog, Hao Ran was the handsome scholar who looked at this side with a smile.

Yao Zhenyi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person coming, and asked this handsome scholar with concern, "Brother Qin, is it okay?"

Qin Xiao heard the concern in the young man's words, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

Yao Zhenyi, Yao Zhenyi...... The more you do that, the more it makes me feel embarrassed......

I saw him shake his head at the young man, and then chuckled, "It's okay, but I was just a little startled by this strange fog." ”

Yao Zhenyi nodded, raised his foot and approached the handsome scholar, smiled at him and asked, "That... Can you see Brother Jia?"

Qin Xiao shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I don't know, after separating from you, I heard a shout, so I looked for the direction of the sound, and then I met you." ”

The young man didn't doubt him, nodded and just wanted to say something more, but Hao Ran found that the mist around the two of them slowly dispersed.

"Brother Jia?!"

Just after the fog dissipated, there was a figure standing with his back to the two people in the depths of the dense forest in the distance, Hao Ran was the young man with the sword on his back, Yao Zhenyi suddenly shouted in surprise.

After Jia Yibing heard the young man's shout, he turned around suspiciously, saw the two people not far away, and suddenly trotted over, scratched his head at the two of them and said with a smile, "Just now I was thinking that a sword would break through this strange fog, who would have thought that it would actually retreat." ”

Hearing this, Qin Xiang rolled his eyes, and then a pair of eyes seemed to be staring at the smiling young man with a sword on his back, intentionally or unintentionally, only to find that the other party's smiling eyes were also staring at him.

Yao Zhenyi nodded, and then smiled at the two of them and said, "Okay, since we are all safe and sound, then let's hurry up, it's not too early now, and we have to go to the sighing stone stream to settle down." ”

Qin Xiao and Jia Yibing nodded together when they heard this, then raised their feet and continued to walk forward.

It's just that after the two of them walked a little farther forward, what they didn't notice was that the young man behind them sighed, looking at the backs of the two with complicated eyes.

And Yao Zhenyi looked at the back of the handsome scholar more, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Then he shook his head and smiled, raised his footsteps and followed in the footsteps of the two of them, and walked together to the end of the deep forest.

At the end of the jungle was the road to the Sighing Rock Stream.