Being trapped in one place for nearly a hundred years is actually not comfortable, the scene seen every day is the same as before, even if it is beautiful, it will be boring, at least no monk in the world can sit awake somewhere and persist for a hundred years, not only that, Yizhuang is also connected to the strange things in Yunshan, ordinary monks have grown a little bit in the realm of immortality in the past hundred years, and the old Taoist priest has been locked by the formation in this hundred years, and even regressed a lot, he can persist for a hundred years without dying, thanks to his superb realm.

I thought it would be like this and I was left alive, and I was trapped in Yizhuang forever, but the world was unpredictable, let him meet the sword-wielding boy, he regarded it as the will of heaven, so he helped him embark on the road of cultivation, even this time the shot was for himself, if the sword-wielding kid simply died decisively, then he would not have the ability to get out of trouble in the future, and he didn't want to lose the opportunity for no reason, so he knew that the shot would attract someone, and he also made a brazen shot.

The old Taoist priest put his hands behind his head, squinted his eyes and did not answer, looking up at the clouds floating in the sky, as if there was some strange scenery, he didn't want to say anything more to the people who came, although the two brothers had already made trouble to such a point, it was no intention to say more.

There are two Taoist priests in Yizhuang, one standing and the other lying.

Neither of them spoke, until it was getting late, and the Taoist looked at the dark sun and suddenly spoke.

"It took a hundred years of cultivation to save a little sword cultivator, if he didn't go up in the future, wouldn't it be in vain?"

The old Taoist priest glanced at him, but still did not speak.

The Taoist sighed, found a coffin and sat down, and said calmly: "I can kill him now, you can't stop me." ”

This is a fact, the Taoist is the strongest person in Taoism today except for the saint, and it is easy to kill anyone if he wants to, even if a saint comes forward to save it, he will still die in his hands.

Originally, there was an old Taoist priest who suppressed him before the Taoist, but the old Taoist priest was already locked in Yizhuang, and he was dissipating his cultivation all the time, if the Taoist really wanted to make a move, the old Taoist priest couldn't stop him.

The old Taoist priest finally reacted, but it was a little different from what the Taoist thought, he was not angry as he imagined, nor did he scold, but he was unusually peaceful.

This is very wrong, he and the old Taoist priest have called each other brothers for hundreds of years, it is not an exaggeration to say that they grew up together, and the temperament between the two is abnormally understood, but today's reaction of the old Taoist priest is mainly a little beyond his expectations.

After thinking about it, he quickly said: "Even if he becomes a sword immortal, he can't save you, I know the relationship between you and that Lin Sword Immortal, the current sword immortal doesn't dare to save you, what's the use of extravagant sword immortals in the future." ”

This is also a fact, when Lin Shu returned to the sword, part of it was for sword cultivation, and the other part was for the old Taoist, a Tianmen monk and sword cultivation are on good terms, there is absolutely no harm, and the situation of sword cultivation will be much better, but it is a pity that there was only one sword immortal at that time, although many saints were scared and did not dare to move forward, but they also failed to rescue the old Taoist.

And the old Taoist priest also knew this, but he asked Xu Baichuan to practice the sword not all to save him, but more to kill this Taoist.

There are now three saints in the Daomen, firmly holding the position of the saint, unless there is a saint who returns to the west and leaves a vacancy, if not, it can only be three forever, and the consequences of the self-sanctification are unimaginable, otherwise according to common sense, with his and the Taoist's cultivation, wanting to step into the clouds and become holy is just a matter of raising his feet.

And now the Daomen saint has a big limit to himself, if there is no immortal life extension spell, it will return to the west in a few hundred years, and the saint will leave a position after death, and a person is needed to step into the clouds to make up for it, he is locked in Yizhuang and can't fight, then this position is not surprisingly a Taoist, but if the Taoist dies and can't inherit this position, then he can only come.

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to clean his nails, and said casually: "Who can explain this kind of thing in the future, even the legendary Buddhist saint who predicted the future generations for hundreds of years did not dare to say that he guessed accurately, and it was too early to make a conclusion, not to mention, you didn't dare to go to Qingyuan to make a move." ”

The Taoist didn't speak, just kept looking at the old Taoist priest, quietly waiting for his next words.

The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "I left some marks on that little guy, if he dies, he will notify a certain sword cultivator, if you want to go, just make a move, but I don't know if you can take that person's sword, this is unknown." ”

The Taoist is the first person in the Daomen today, and the realm is also considered to be high in the world, the so-called invincibility of those sword cultivators in the same realm is not very effective in front of him, and it is indeed very strong to break ten thousand laws with a sword, but if there are many spells, it is impossible to break a sword, the old Taoist priest said that he can't stand a sword, that sword cultivation must be the first in the world, and the person who holds the strongest sword is naturally the Lin Jianxian who slashed the saint with a sword.

Thinking of this, the Daoist's face was a little unsightly, it was right that he could kill many people, but there were also many people who could kill him, even if he stepped into the sky now and became a saint and faced that sword immortal, he didn't dare to say that he could leave a life in the hands of the sword immortal.

After all, strength is respected.

The splendid Taoist robe on the Taoist floated in the wind, he had cultivated for so many years, in order to be the strongest person in the world, so he did not hesitate to break up with his junior brother, regardless of the years of love and sent him to Yizhuang, in order to be the saint position, he once thought that becoming a saint could become the strongest in the world, but now he saw that the sword cultivated the sword, and then he knew that the saint was far from strong, and he could barely save his life.

The Taoist looked at the old Taoist's obviously withered hands, was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "I don't think that sword immortal will use a little person to make a sword, not to mention that I may not necessarily die in his hands, as you said, it may not be accurate or not." ”

The old Taoist pulled the corners of his mouth, looking at the Taoist with a serious face, although he didn't say it, there was no reason for a little joy in his heart, what he said before was true, if the Taoist made a move, the sword fairy would take out his sword and kill, and then those saints would still think of him after all.

So he just said yes.

The Taoist naturally knows what the old Taoist priest thinks in his heart, and it is not easy to wait for the position of the saint, if he dies for no reason like this, it will be too wronged, and he is now the leader of the Taoist sect, and there are countless disciples and monks under him, and it is really impossible for him to kill a small sword cultivator, so he will make some promises at will, and pass down a few exercises, naturally someone will work for him, and the orthodox monks may not lack these, but those mountain and wild cultivators can indeed work hard for these exercises.

The above royal majesty, exactly.

The Taoist said what he thought in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face, the old Taoist priest could only be trapped in one place after all, and how could he compare to him by the means he could do.

The old Taoist priest is still like that, not impatient or impatient, if it weren't for the Taoist understanding his temperament, otherwise he would really think that he had developed a gentle and elegant temperament in the past hundred years.

The Taoist looked at the old Taoist priest and did not reply, felt bored, walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, looked at a desolate Yizhuang and felt even more bored, he was used to living in the holy land of Daomen, and what he saw on weekdays was either the beautiful scenery of the clouds or the splendid landscape, where had he seen this kind of desolate scenery? Therefore, he didn't want to stay longer, turned around and stepped out, and then disappeared in Yizhuang.

The old Taoist priest didn't seem to care about the departure of the Taoist, still lying on the coffin, and only when the moon was on the tip of the moon did he whisper to himself: "That's all the old Taoist can do for you, and the next road is up to you...... It's hard. ”

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The Taoist walked in the clouds, looking at the scenery of the world below, and felt that it was not bad, much better than Yizhuang.

It didn't take long for him to come to a Taoist temple hidden in the mountains, and the clouds and mist dispersed and fell to the ground, and the power of Huanghuang suddenly permeated the entire mountain.

So the little Taoist priest who opened the door saw the most unforgettable scenery in his life, and the mediocre and high observer actually bowed down under the Taoist and kowtowed, and couldn't help but exclaim for a while.

The Taoist looked indifferently at the Guan Zhu who was kneeling on the ground, without the slightest intention of letting him get up.

The viewer kept kowtowing, cold sweat dripping from his head, he couldn't understand why the Taoist, who was usually rare to see and couldn't get it, suddenly appeared here, did he want to destroy this vein?

The Taoist said calmly: "There is one thing I want you to do, it is easy to use your cultivation realm, but you will die." ”

After hearing this, the Guan Master's body trembled even more, but he still had the courage to speak: "What does the sect leader want Xiaodao to do?"

The Taoist suddenly smiled and said calmly: "It's not a big deal, let me kill a sword cultivator, or you find someone to kill him, no matter what, come to me with his sword, I will let you return to the orthodoxy of the Daomen, and then give you a purple robe Taiji, what do you think?"

The viewer raised his head in amazement, there was no fear on his face, now there is only a look of surprise left, since the ancestor has been thinking about returning to the orthodoxy of the Daomen, he has worked hard for nearly a hundred years, and now as long as he kills someone, he can fulfill the wish of the ancestors, it is too easy for him.

The Guan Lord blushed and said loudly: "Everything is at the behest of the sect master, and Xiaodao will never give up." ”

The Taoist nodded and didn't say anything, pointed at the forehead of the master, and instilled the person he was going to kill, but he didn't mention what role the old Taoist priest played in this, after all, he didn't know what kind of mark the old Taoist left behind, if he wasn't worried that the sword immortal would really make a move, otherwise he would solve this trouble by himself.

After doing this, the Taoist did not stay long and disappeared into the mountains.

After a long time, watching the moonlight shine on his body, the viewer got up, patted the dirt on his body, and reappeared majestic.

A group of disciples looked at this viewer who changed his face very quickly with strange expressions, and didn't know what to say, but today was an eye-opener and saw a scene that they hadn't seen in the ordinary.

The Guan Zhu coughed and said majestically: "Today's matter is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone, otherwise the Guan Law will serve." ”

The disciples looked at each other a few times, and their hearts were full of doubts, and finally the eldest disciple, who was usually the most favored by the Lord, opened his mouth to ask.

The contemplator did not hide it in front of his own disciples, and said it truthfully, and soon his joy spread throughout the entire Taoist temple.

The eldest disciple smiled: "Master, this matter is considered a trivial matter, you don't have to worry about it, a sword qi sword cultivation is nothing, you can just wait for my good news here." ”

The contemplator thinks that it should be so, the apprentice does not work hard for the master, so what are you still doing?

As for the little sword cultivator they want to kill, who cares about his thoughts, in their opinion, as long as they are still alive and inherited, the rest is not important, the monks in the world are unreasonable, if they insist on saying that it is reasonable, it is also a fist bigger than a reason, just like today, the Taoist is the leader of the Daomen, the realm cultivation is superb, and every word spit out is the truth, and they are weak fists, they can only listen silently, but compared to them, the sword cultivation fist of the realm only the sword qi realm is weaker, then it is even more unreasonable, what about the sword cultivation, the realm is too low to be nothing。

So soon after, the eldest disciple carried a handful of peach wood on his back and headed south.

......

When Xie Qinghuan came back, there was a strong wind, and this sword cultivator walked back to the inn with a woman in a wedding dress in his arms, and before he could sit down, he was pulled aside by the surprise shopkeeper.

"Did you two do Zhou Gong's ceremony last night?"

Xie Qinghuan nodded, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the shopkeeper, who smiled and said: "Then you have to treat her well in the future, if you let me know what kind of crooked thoughts you kid has, I won't spare you in the future." ”

Xie Qinghuan was quite helpless, what the shopkeeper said was a cliché, he didn't know how many times he had heard it in the past, and he was tired of hearing it no matter how reasonable it was, but after all, it was his uncle's words of care, and it was not easy to refute, so he could only go.

Xu Baichuan walked over with his sword, and was about to say something festive, but was directly interrupted by Xie Qinghuan, he bowed to Xu Baichuan seriously, and opened his mouth to thank him: " Thank you for yesterday's things, or I'm afraid I won't see the moon in the future, I know my own weight, if there was no you yesterday, there would be no today's situation, I always felt that your sword was just like this, just a fluke to win me, now I know, your sword and I am the difference between cloud and mud, moreover, you used such a big thing yesterday, there is really no way to repay, if you can help you in the future, go to the soup and the fire. ”

After finishing speaking, he bowed again, making Xu Baichuan a little stunned.

Xu Baichuan looked at this sword cultivator whose temperament had changed greatly, and he didn't know how to speak, in fact, he should return the favor and be humble, but for some reason, there was some smugness in his heart for no reason, one sword cultivator admitted that the sword of another sword cultivator was stronger than him, but it was extremely rare, rare in ancient and modern times.

Xu Baichuan turned his head to look at the woman in the wedding dress, and couldn't help but admire, no wonder Xie Qinghuan, who has a heart higher than the sky, likes this woman, so beautiful and beautiful, he can't control anyone who comes.

The woman named Liu Yuexin also bowed, and said generously: "The little woman Liu Yuexin pays a visit to Engong." ”

Xu Baichuan sighed, feeling that these two people are now the same, and they salute when they see people, but they are a little uncomfortable.

Xu Baichuan turned around, looked at Xie Qinghuan, who was drinking tea, and asked softly: "After getting the woman you like, do you want to accompany you here after the beginning of spring, or go back to the Sword Sect." ”

This is a thing that cannot be avoided, Xie Qinghuan and Liu Yuexin are the time when Lang Qing and Concubine are in boundless love, it is difficult to separate the two, Xu Baichuan has seen many men and women get married, no matter what happens in the future, at least in the first period of marriage, it is inseparable, and whoever leaves will not feel good, but going to the Sword Sect is also an established fact, Xie Qinghuan is a disciple of the Sword Sect and knows the way to come and go, so it is okay to go back whenever you want, and Xu Baichuan is different, this sword cultivator has been walking alone for a long time in order to board the Sword Sect to learn the sword, no matter what happens, he can't shake it, and helping Xie Qinghuan also wants him to let him lead the way, but I didn't expect it to become a concern, although Xie Qinghuan didn't say the result now, but looking at the hands he and Liu Yuexin clasped, you can understand everything.

Xu Baichuan looked at Xie Qinghuan, waiting for his answer.

Xie Qinghuan was silent, and only after a long time did he speak: "I want to accompany her here, the Sword Sect can't go for the time being." ”

The voice is very soft, but the hidden things are not small.

Xu Baichuan sighed, and there was no follow-up action.

He knew that it would be like this, how could things between men and women be so simple, compared to the sect exercises, the person he liked was obviously more important, and he was just an insignificant person to Xie Qinghuan, and it was impossible to think about it if he left because of him.

Xie Qinghuan felt a little guilty, he had promised that Xu Baichuan would take him over at the beginning of spring, but now he broke his promise and gained weight, and his heart was actually not comfortable.

Liu Yuexin saw everything in her eyes, and when she wanted to speak, Xie Qinghuan held her hand and signaled to her to rest assured.

This sword cultivator said something against his heart for the first time in his life: "You go to the Sword Sect by yourself, I can't pull away." ”

After saying this, his expression was a little evasive, he didn't dare to look at Xu Baichuan's face, Jian Xiu has always attached importance to promises, no matter who promises, he will definitely do it, he has never told a lie over the years, and the first time he said it today is still to Xu Baichuan, who is also a sword cultivator, has a taste, and he can't say it.

Stretching out his hand to hold down the autumn wind, Xu Baichuan's expression was calm: "I knew it would be like this, but it's not a big deal, there are many roads to walk alone, and it is nothing to walk a little, not to mention that now that I am in Qingyuan Kingdom, it should not be difficult to find the Sword Sect, you tell me the way, I will seek it myself, so I don't need to trouble you." ”

Having said that, Xie Qinghuan always felt sorry for Xu Baichuan and sighed.

The situation of sword cultivation, even in Qingyuan, is very difficult, the road is difficult, it is difficult to practice the sword, no matter how you do it, it is very difficult.

Xu Baichuan walked a few steps, looked at the snow falling again outside the door, drew his sword out of the sheath and slashed it open, leaving a small open space, and he stood in the clearing, flying snow everywhere did not dare to get close, stood with a sword, and asked with a smile: "It's just a one-person walk, you see this, even if the snow comes, it can't get close to me, I'll just walk alone." ”

It has the same meaning as the previous sentence, but it is completely different in the ears, Xie Qinghuan looked at the high-spirited Xu Baichuan, and finally felt a lot of relief in his heart, stretched out his hand and raised his thumb, and exclaimed: "With your state of mind alone, it is not necessary to go to Tianque and become a sword immortal." ”

Xu Baichuan smiled when he heard this, and didn't answer, but the sword light in his hand intensified.