Looking at the micro mountains in the lake, Ning Baifeng slowly fell into deep thought.

Judging from the news just obtained from the Hall of Knowledge, the sword battle will inevitably be mixed with the Weishan Meeting, which is held every hundred years.

As for the matter of the Weishan Society, the hyacinth of Jianwentang has also said that all the sects near Dongyang Lake will participate, and finally according to the number of survivors and the number of tokens obtained, the benefits of Dongyang will be distributed for thousands of miles.

So when I was young, more than ninety percent of the entire micro mountain were enemies who would face each other in life and death when they met. Sometimes, even your own classmates are not trustworthy.

And according to the analysis of Jianwentang, this Weishan meeting, the sects with heads and faces in Kunzhou will send people over, and it is not clear whether they will participate or not, but it is inevitable to come to watch the battle.

As soon as these two days, there will be sects arriving at Dongyang Lake one after another.

The Weishan Society was originally just a contest between the local sects of Dongyang Lake, but now it can attract so much attention, naturally because of the sword competition between the two sword sects in the north and south.

Now that the general situation is understood, the next step is to recover the sword element in the body as soon as possible, and make the final adjustments.

On this point, Ning Baifeng has already made a decision.

From the mouth of the hyacinth, I learned that there are two major Xianjia ferries in Dongyang Lake, the Lotus Dock in the north, and the Shuiyunfang in the south.

After all, so many people in the mountains come here, it is impossible to use the mirage ferry like him, it will definitely be by sword boat, then ninety percent of the stopping place will be in the lotus dock.

So he planned to go to Lotus Dock to find an inn to sit in, and wait for someone from the mountain gate by the way.

Sorting out these chaotic thoughts, Ning Baifeng exhaled slowly.

At this moment, a white cloud quickly floated towards the peninsula by Dongyang Lake, and finally landed on the lake.

The clouds fell on the water, causing ripples in circles.

Wait until the clouds disperse, revealing a fairy ferry boat in the shape of a gourd water scoop.

Ning Baifeng had seen this thing once in Wushan Qingdu.

There is only one sect in the entire Kunzhou that has this ferry, and that is the leader of the Kunzhou Daomen, the Boundless Dao Palace.

It's just that I don't know if Tianjun Qiu Ci has been there in person this time.

Seeing that the news of Wentang was fulfilled so quickly, it made Ning Baifeng feel a little urgent.

Turning his head to look around, the lake was silent.

Ning Baifeng no longer concealed it, and directly rose with his sword and went to the Lotus Dock in the north.

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There is a piece of Daze in the northwest direction of Dongyang Lake, because it is surrounded by clouds and mist all the year round, like a dream, so it is called Yunmeng.

At this time, somewhere in Yunmengze, there was a handsome young man with big eyes, lying on the back of a red-haired poodle the size of a bull, with pillows in his hands and a straw in his mouth, looking at the sky in the dense forest, leisurely.

Next to the young man and the poodle, there was a woman with a veil, who was stepping on the sword at this time, and slowly walked with the sword.

The young man seemed a little bored, spit out the straw in his mouth, and sighed.

After being spit out, the straw did not fall to the ground, but quickly drew an arc and flew into the depths of the swamp forest, directly beheading a blue and black forest python entrenched in the number.

The forest python, which died suddenly and tragically, fell directly on the mud, splashing a large area of mud, and then slowly sank into the mud, leaving only a touch of red.

After the straw flew back, it fell directly on the top of the young man's head and turned into a strand of hair.

Faced with this scene, the woman in white frowned and said, "You like the feeling of life and death so much?"

Along the way, all kinds of creatures died at will under his sword.

What made her most ashamed was that when she encountered a group of mountain bandits who robbed the people's daughter, the young man not only stopped her from saving people, but hid on the side to watch the play, just when the woman's clothes were stripped naked and she was about to be insulted.

The young man drew his sword.

However, to her great surprise, this sword did not kill those mountain bandits, but pierced the woman's head.

She shuddered a little at the strangeness of this lord's thoughts.

The young man tilted his head slightly and said with a smile: "I am strong and he is weak, his life is all in my thoughts, what's wrong?"

The woman in white wore a veil and couldn't see her expression clearly, but her tone was a little indifferent: "If someone else is stronger than you, can I kill you at will!"

The young man arched his feet and laughed.

"Who can kill me?!Who can kill me?!"

This was rampant, but the woman in white knew that there was a reason for his rampantness.

However, there is no one in the world who can not die, and the reason why no one can kill him is that the person who can kill him does not appear.

The woman in white said coldly: "Have you forgotten that there is still Ning Baifeng!"

Hearing this name, the young man was silent for a moment, and then chuckled: "Yes, after all, there is still such a person who can kill me." Pei Qianshan will die in his hands, which means that he has fully digested the sword intent sword momentum he took from me, in other words, although he is only in the Sword Guts Realm now, it will not take much to kill the Sword Pill Realm. ”

The woman in white didn't speak, and the realm of the lord in front of her was also around the Sword Pill Realm, but with her endless variety of sword path secret skills, the Sword Blank Realm could also fight.

According to what the Venerable Lord himself revealed, he is now missing three souls, and if he wants to restore his former realm, only when the three souls and seven spirits are consummated, can he make progress.

"So until I recover, I can only see him less. ”

The young man lay down again and said helplessly: "Although he can't kill me now, it will always be more troublesome." ”

The woman in white said, "Then why don't you kill him?"

The young man plucked a strand of hair from his head again, revealing the appearance of straw, holding it in his mouth, and said with a smile: "I don't know if you have no brains or can't remember, I said before that the battle of the Great Dao is only interesting in the last battle." Moreover, the sun and the moon do not see each other. ”

The woman in white was silent.

The longer she spent with this lord, the more things she understood, such as Yao Ripei and the String Moon Fall, the Sword Pool Master and the Sword Pool Horizontal Master.

At this time, when the young man said that the sun and the moon do not meet, he means that the sun is not with the first moon.

"That's why in the sword battle at the Weishan meeting this time, you will let Ji Nian go, instead of going in person. ”

The woman in white said softly.

The young man shook the straw with his mouth and said with a smile: "That's not it, it's not easy to escape from that ghost place, and the family has to take a good look at everything." Weishan will be so lively, of course, you have to take a look. ”

The woman in white immediately said, "On the sword battle list of the mountain gate, there is Ning Baifeng's name. ”

This means that Ning Baifeng will inevitably go to Weishan, so don't you want to meet?

The young man knew the meaning of this sentence and said with a smile: "That's why I'm going to come to Yunmengze." ”

The woman in white didn't speak, wondering what the two had to do with each other.

The young man stretched out a hand, drew a circle from afar, pointed to the mist in the swamp forest, and explained: "Yunmengze has existed since ancient times, and the reason why the clouds and mist in it persist all year round is because there is a strange beast living in it, called Mirage. ”

"Mirages are famous for swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and there are thousands of changes, especially the mirage that bears fruit, as long as you use some means, it can become a good thing to transform at will. Once upon a time, we called it the Thousand Illusion Beads. ”

The woman in white finally understood the meaning of the young man's coming.

But it is for the sake of hunting mirages and making a thousand magic beads, so as to quietly participate in the sword battle of Weishan.

The woman in white asked, "Yun Mengze is so vast, how can you find out where the mirage is?"

The young man said with a smile: "Any place in Yunmengze and Dongyang Lake is a mirage haunt, I keep killing those swamp beasts along the way, do you really think I am easy to kill? It's just because mirages are fickle, and any beast may be the transformation of mirages." Since the judgment is not accurate, there can only be a mistake in killing, and do not let it go. ”

As he spoke, the young man spat out the straw in his mouth again.

Hundreds of feet away, a little squirrel squatting on a tree was pierced by the sword light, but what was surprising was that this little squirrel did not die, but turned into a cloud with a bang, and then condensed on another trunk, only this time it was no longer a small squirrel, but a civet tree.

The young man lying on the back of the red-haired poodle immediately sat up and said with a smile: "Good luck." ”

Before the words fell, several strands of hair flew out of the young man's head, and he flew to the beaver in an instant, entangled the beaver in a sudden way.

The suddenly trapped tree beaver let out a scream, then struggled desperately, and continued to conjure up various forms, flowers, birds, insects, fish, and so on, but it could not escape the binding of hair.

When the woman in white saw this scene, she knew that it was inevitable that the mirage would be captured alive.

The hair on the young man's head was originally a withered grass hat, but later it all melted into his hair, so that every strand of his hair was a sword.

Several swords were unleashed, and the mirage had no hope of escaping.

A moment later, the hair dragged the mirage within.

The young man carried one of the strands of hair and brought the trapped mirage to his eyes.

At this time, the mirage turned into a squirrel again.

The young man stretched out a finger and pointed it on the squirrel's forehead, and said with a smile after a moment: "It turned out to be just a little guy, no wonder it was so easy to be caught, and it was useless to kill it, but as the saying goes, if you hit the small one, the old one comes, you can only be wronged." ”

Immediately afterward, a strand of hair fell out of the young man's head again, flashing with black light, and slashed over the squirrel's body, pulling out a blood mark.

The mirage ate in pain and let out a strange scream that was heard far away.

The young man listened carefully for a moment, then slapped the giant red-haired poodle on the head and pointed in one direction.

As you walk in this direction, the clouds get thicker and thicker.

During this time, the strand of hair kept cutting through the squirrel's body, causing it to scream.

Until a certain moment, in the swampy forest covered with thick fog, there was a strange beast roar, and then the sound of trees breaking and shaking.

In just a moment, a snow-white ape broke through the clouds and appeared in front of the two of them.

The ape's white body and white face seem to blend in with the surrounding clouds and mist.

If it weren't for the shape of her actions, the woman in white would have thought it was just her own hallucination.

Once again, the hair cut a bloody streak on the squirrel's body.

The little squirrel let out a squealing of pain.

At this time, the mirage in the form of a little squirrel was already scarred and drenched in blood, and it looked extremely miserable.

The white ape, crouching in the tree, saw this scene and let out an angry roar.

Then the white ape jumped down from the branches, growing in size until it became a giant ape several feet tall and trampled heavily in the swamp.

The young man smiled and exclaimed, "This one is indeed old enough, and the mirage must not be small." ”

Then he patted the head of the sitting poodle again, and said with a smile: "I'll leave it to you, I want to live." ”

Before the words fell, the young man's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was already on the trunk of a tree dozens of feet away.

And the red-haired poodle grew in size again, until it was the size of a giant ape, and it looked majestic, but it was terrifying.

The two behemoths shook against each other, and the fight was about to break out.