Originally, I wanted to date my 9-point girlfriend with big breasts and a thin waist and long legs and hips, but I thought that I still had readers who were not many, but were looking forward to my update, and realized that I had a responsibility, so I resolutely left her from the dating scene and rushed back to update a chapter...... Hey, why did I cry when I wrote this?

At the end of the Fenghai Sword Washing Meeting, everyone was more or less injured, and they were taken down to recuperate, but Ren Jiuxiao, at this time, stood respectfully behind the real person in charge, Ren Jiuxiao has always been arrogant and uninhibited, but he was afraid and respected by his own master, and did not dare to exceed the rules.

At this time, dozens of swords have been displayed in the pool, arranged according to the direction of Zhou Tianxingdou, and the sword light of Sen Senran blends with the light of the pool, cold and cold, such as the cold ice that cannot be dissolved on the hot island.

At this time, Qingyue Zhenren's eyes were more cold than ice.

"Each of the swords listed in the pool is precious, and they are all made by your Xuanli uncle himself. From the selection of materials, fire, smelting, casting, polishing, and the condensation on the sword, all of them are the painstaking efforts of your uncle and ancestor. ”

Ren Jiuxiao lowered his head and said: "The preciousness of these swords, the disciples naturally know, but since the swords are facing each other, the disciples should naturally strive to win, although the swords are precious, they are just weapons, only weapons protect people, how can anyone protect weapons." ”

Qingyue Zhenren snorted coldly: "So, you should have done it?"

This is the case, and the disciple is not at fault. Ren Jiuxiao said stubbornly.

The head of Qingyue turned even colder, and said: "Then press this one in advance, let me ask you again, the last move you made to determine the outcome is the 'Silver Sword Gang' in the Spring and Autumn Sword Que?"

"Yes!" Ren Jiuxiao shuddered and lowered his head.

"Your uncle Yue Cangqiong really doesn't hide his selfishness, and he actually taught you all the Spring and Autumn Sword Que Absolute Learning, but in my Lingxiao Sword Sect's sword club, you have to use other factions' moves to win, but do you think my Lingxiao Sword Sect's swordsmanship is not as good as the Spring and Autumn Sword Que?"

"The disciple didn't dare. Ren Jiuxiao didn't dare to talk back, and hurriedly bowed his head to admit his mistake, what Qing Yue said can be big or small, if it is big, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors.

Qing Yue shook his sleeves and said coldly: "After punishing you for the sword test conference, after thinking about it in the Qilin Cave for a year, can you be convinced?"

The disciple was convinced. Ren Jiuxiao kowtowed until his forehead nodded to the ground, Qingyue saw that his beloved disciple was so respectful, and he didn't want to criticize him anymore, so he said: "Okay, get up." How do you know that Ren Jiuxiao still didn't hear it, and he couldn't kneel down, Qingyue frowned, and asked, "What else do you have to do?"

Ren Jiuxiao said: "The disciple is brave and wants to ask the master for ten catties of cold iron star sand. Qing Yue Fang's soothing face turned cold again, and he said sharply: "Nonsense, do you know how precious the cold iron star sand is, as soon as you open your mouth, you will ask for ten catties, do you think it is the sand on the side of the road, can you ask for it?"

"The disciple naturally knows that Jianyu has a special geology, it is an island, it is better to say that it is a mine, among which the cold iron star sand is the most precious, if you use the heat of the leyline, let the cold iron star sand attach a thin layer to the blade, it is an ordinary blade can also cut gold and jade. It's just that the cold iron star sand is made of rigid to hard material and difficult to mine. Only by relying on the water of the cold pool to slowly erode and accumulate with soft force, the output is only 30 catties in a year. ”

"Now that you know, you dare to open your mouth. ”

Ren Jiuxiao said: "This time the sword will be broken by me seven blades, and I can't make up the number of seventy-seven, so the master can only retreat to the second, take the number of thirty-six Tiangang, and put the sword in the Tiangang Demon Suppression Array, and connect the earth fire to refine the sword, so, there should be a surplus of cold iron star sand." ”

When Qing Yue heard this, he was furious, and pointed at Ren Jiuxiao and said: "Nonsense! I know that you are trying to recast the craggy will, but the craggy sword soul is dead, it is recast, and it must be not as big as the past, if you want a blade, the master and I will naturally not be stingy, and I will definitely give you no less than the craggy divine weapon, you don't know the severity, and you will ruin the sword forging in my door!"

When Ren Jiuxiao heard this, he raised his head and said stubbornly: "Even if the world's divine soldiers are placed in front of me for me to choose, the disciple only needs to be rugged, the disciple's mistake, the disciple is willing to accept the punishment, only ask the master for permission." ”

Qing Yue's face changed several times, and finally turned into a long sigh, and said: "That's it, I'm allowed to you, the hour has not come, go into the water and fish it yourself." When Ren Jiuxiao heard this, his always indifferent and arrogant face turned out to be overjoyed, and he kowtowed three times in a row and jumped into the water.

As soon as Fang entered the water, he felt miserable, the water in the pool was cold to the bone, his previous shoulder injury, the moment he entered the water, the blood oozed out of the water and formed ice slag, as if thousands of needles pierced into the blood vessels, but the partial foot was extremely hot, the underground fire veins baked the soles of his feet, as if walking in the iron pot of oil, the soles of the boots and shoes under his feet were melted and stuck to the soles of his feet, every step of the way, was deeply tortured.

Ren Jiuxiao was exhausted before, and the injury was not light, at this time, the hot and cold qi was excited, and he almost fainted, but he also clenched the tip of his tongue, barely stabilized his mind, and bent down to catch sand, and when he climbed ashore from the water, he was already angry, his face was depressed, and he had no half of his spirit.

Qing Yue looked at him coldly, as if he didn't care, and asked casually, "Can't die, right?"

Ren Jiuxiao spat out a breath of cold air from his mouth, and said in a trembling voice: "The disciple is fine. ”

"Since there is no hindrance, then you will receive the punishment, if you break the sword unintentionally, it will be fine, but since you have the intention to do it, the punishment for that year is too light, and it will be changed to two years of thinking in the Qilin Cave. ”

Ren Jiuxiao bowed his head and agreed, and Qing Yue continued: "As soon as there are fewer enemies and more enemies, you must lengthen the battle line, so as not to fall into the encirclement, put aside your wit, just talk about strategy, it is indeed a good tactic to break the enemy with a silver sword, but if you reach the realm of sword qi leaving the body, what will be the situation?"

When Ren Jiuxiao heard this, his eyes lit up, if it was a battle of Fang Cai, he reached the realm of sword qi leaving the body, he could hurt people ten steps away, and it was difficult for the opponent to even get closer, why bother to break the sword and borrow fragments to hurt the enemy, and the fragments will eventually have a tangible quality, but the sword qi is formless and phaseless, and it will never be broken by Ying Feiyang and lightly broken with a sword.

"There are still seven days left before the Sword Trial Conference, don't make people think that my Lingxiao Sword Dao's swordsmanship is not as good as the Spring and Autumn Sword Que, can I do it?. ”

"Seven days, that's enough!" Ren Jiuxiao got up and replied proudly.

The sun faded the last trace of brilliance, and at this moment from day to night, yin and yang alternated, Qingyue Zhenren said: "The time has come." To put it mildly, the voice is like Huang Zhong Da Lu shocking people's eardrums, the voice falls, a huge shadow appears under the mountain, Fang looks, like a giant turtle crawling, look closely, it turns out to be four Yellow Turban wrestler-like disciples, carrying a hollow furnace lid-shaped giant iron, all four of them are naked, revealing knotted muscles, every foot has a thousand pounds, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, but the footsteps are not slow at all, and they have arrived in front of them in a blink of an eye.

The four disciples shouted at the same time, smashing the giant iron to the small pool, Ren Jiuxiao suddenly felt a piece of black pressure on the top of his head, as if Mount Tai pressed it, Rao is he bold, and he couldn't help but feel nervous at this moment, for fear that the iron strength was insufficient, and he fell straight down and smashed him into a pulp, fortunately, the giant iron did not stay above his head, but with a loud bang, he fell into the pool, and the small pool was buckled upside down in a slight, and the whole small pool became a giant furnace, and the pavilion in the pool just came out of the hollow of the furnace cover, becoming a ventilator.

At this time, a sword light fell from the sky and fell straight on the top of the small pavilion spire, it was the Xuanli real person in charge of forging, Xuanli Zhenren stepped on the Xuanbu step, twisted the law with his hands, and read in his mouth: "Gather the earth and fire, lead the light of the sky, sacrifice the sky in the Dao array, and refine the sword in the mountains and rivers!"

Heaven and earth oven, open!

Ying Feiyang only felt that his head was down, his feet were up, and he had been sinking, as if there was a bottomless river below, he couldn't remember how long he had been sinking, it was dark all around, and he didn't know what time it was, he groped with both hands, always feeling that he was looking for something, but he was confused, he couldn't remember clearly, and suddenly a light appeared in the darkness, it was sword light!

Ying Feiyang suddenly remembered, "It's a sword, my sword, this is what I'm looking for." Ying Feiyang stretched out his hand, catching the sword light, as if grasping at a life-saving straw. The hilt of the sword is as soft and tender as mutton fat.

"At the behest of heaven, are you a dead thief, pretending to be unconscious and taking the opportunity to eat my sister's tofu?" A familiar voice came into his ears, Ying Feiyang slowly opened his eyes, the darkness around him dispersed, and what was reflected in front of him was a pretty face with a red glow.

Ying Feiyang hurriedly shook off his hand and said, "Senior Sister Xie, why are you, shouldn't I be in Jianyu?"

Xie Lingyan pulled out his hands and scolded: "Jianyu, when did it happen? You have been in a coma for seven whole days, spilling blood to win, right, the person who should be a big sword is so bold, but unfortunately he still lies on the bed like a dead dog and is taken care of by me." ”

"Seven days?" Ying Feiyang's eyes were confused, and he struggled to piece together the fragments in his mind, recalling the scene at that time, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously: "What about the results of the Fenghai Sword Meeting?"

Xie Lingyan's face darkened, and said: "No, he gave you the sword, he was eliminated, and now that he has recovered from his injuries, he is about to leave, and he has come to visit you, but you haven't woken up yet." ”

As he was talking, suddenly Ying Feiyang lifted the quilt up, Xie Lingyan secretly scolded him Meng Lang, turned his face away, and when he looked back, there was no trace of Ying Feiyang.

Winding mountain road, spiraling down, Nanba walked along the steps, looking back at the fairy pavilion under the clouds and mist, only to feel that the experience of these few days, just like the scene in front of you, ethereal and beautiful to a little unreal, although the heart has already made a decision, but there is a little reluctance when parting.

Just when Nanba stopped looking back and decided not to be nostalgic anymore, suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind behind his ears, and Nanba copied it backhand like an eye behind him, but what he started was a wine gourd.

"I said I wanted to invite you to drink these three sake, why didn't I invite you, so you left first, afraid that I wouldn't be able to pay the bill?"

Nanba chuckled, pulled out the wine stopper, raised his head and poured the wine down, wiped his mouth, threw the gourd back into Feiyang's hand, and said, "Sure enough, the wine is good, I'm afraid that the wine in the store is not enough for me to drink alone!"

Ying Feiyang weighed the gourd, and found that most of the wine in it had been taken by him in one gulp, only to realize that what he said before was not a big talk about using wine as milk, and he also took a sip and sighed: "A pot of wine, in exchange for a sword for you, a chance to advance is worth it to me." ”

Nanba grinned and said, "Don't be polite to me, that sword is originally yours, if you feel ashamed, take that sword and teach me a good lesson for Ren Jiuxiao, a kid with eyes above the top." ”

"This is natural, you should fly this time to swear to be the leader, and never disgrace your sword. Ying Feiyang said lightly, but with a sense of firmness and confidence, he threw the gourd back casually.

Nanba took the gourd and drank it again, and said solemnly on his face: "Besides, I don't like to stay in Lingxiao Sword Dao, the door rules are strict, the hierarchy is clear, when I enter this mountain gate, I feel that even this cloud and mist are heavy, and it makes people uncomfortable, you said, Kunming Sword Technique is intended to be free and unrestrained, Kunpeng can break through the fetters of the vast ocean and rush into Qingxiao, how can I sit trapped in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, outside the Lingxiao Sword Sect, there is a broader world, mountains and rivers, that is where I am happy!"

Nanba said this, with hope on his face, and the brilliance in his eyes flashed, as if the rivers and mountains were already at his feet, and he should Feiyang look at him again, only to feel that he was already the same as when he first met, and he really soared into the sky like a kunyu turning into a peng.

Nanba was uncomfortable with him, and said, "Look at what I'm doing, I'm not the pretty little lady who takes care of you." ”

Ying Feiyang said: "I really think that Brother Nan's words are very courageous, and I am impressed." ”

"Hehe, this is impressive, and when I become famous in the future, won't you have to burn incense and worship. ”

Ying Feiyang arched his hand and said: "Okay, then I will wait for the heaven and earth, and the day of the eight great names of the south will sound!"

Nanba laughed: "Don't call me Nanba, Nanba is my nickname, because there are few strokes, I only use it when I can take advantage of the title of the heavenly list, brother, my big name Nanjiyun, you can write it down." ”

Ying Feiyang recited silently a few times and praised: "Nanjiyun, shake your body to set off a thousand waves, flutter your wings and clouds, good name!"

"It's really a good name, and it moves the rivers and lakes since it should be famous!" Nan Ba, no, Nan Jiyun drank all the wine in the gourd, threw it back with his backhand, and strode down the mountain without looking back, leaving only his hearty laughter, echoing on the mountain steps.