Between the green mountains and green waters, the little Taoist priest who had just walked through the cold winter sat under the shade of the trees, relying on the mountain breeze to blow away the hot feeling brought to him by summer.

"Master, why do we have to be like mortals, it's too hot this day, I'm going to be roasted, can you let me use a little aura in my body, just a little." ”

The old Taoist priest who also took refuge from the heat by the shade of the tree stood under another tree, and they all said that it was good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, but standing in the shade of this tree was really not cool.

The sultry air, the blazing sun, the old man holding on to the trunk of the tree, sweat oozing from his forehead, "Then how can I do it, didn't I say that I want to experience life with the master, why can't I stand it?"

What is this kind of experience of life, the name of the beauty to hone the mind, but the fact is that he is suffering and suffering, the little Taoist priest shook his head, "Master, it's not that the apprentice can't endure hardships with you, but the apprentice I don't understand, since we are already pure and unblemished, and we are beyond the material, why do we still have to enter the world and endure hardships?

This is a road leading to the county, from time to time there will be a ravine village with an ox cart passing by, see an old man and a young man under the shade of the tree, almost every man driving an ox cart, sweating profusely will stop, ask them where the master and apprentice are going, whether to take them on a ride.

The result, of course, was that the two of them rejected all the men who were kind enough to give them a ride, and since the master also did not use the aura, the little Taoist priest turned his head and secretly pointed on every carriage while the master was not paying attention.

The men who drove to the county town to sell things in the summer heat were slightly stunned, inexplicable, and then overjoyed.

Because the speed of the carriage is much faster than usual, the journey of two or three hours in the past may not take more than an hour to reach it as it is now.

"You're doing this out of good intentions, but you've been able to help them for a while, just to solve the urgent need, and when you leave here today, who will they rely on to help them tomorrow?"

"Master, are you cheating!"

"What am I doing?"

Obviously said that neither of them was allowed to use aura, so how did the master find out about him helping this group of men?

The old Taoist priest walked up to the little Taoist priest and nodded the little Taoist priest's eyebrows, "I am your master, can you hide that little trick from me?"

The little Taoist priest covered his forehead, "Master, what do you say, I think they are very kind, it's not too much to help them, right?"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard, "It's not too much, but you helped them for a while, can you help them for a lifetime?"

"Master, as long as you let me use aura to shorten the distance from their ravine to the county seat, what's so difficult?"

For him, who was born with a Dao species, not to mention shortening this insignificant distance, it is to displace the mountains and divert the big rivers, so why is it difficult?

The old Taoist priest looked at the little Taoist priest quietly, and then spoke, "In this world, not everything can be solved with cultivation, so you haven't thought of using other methods to change all this?"

The little Taoist priest thought for a while and said seriously: "Master, I've thought about it, but I can't think of any other way, obviously there is the fastest and easiest, why do you have to think about anything else?"

"And what if one day you become mortal?"

"Master, there are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and the day you are talking about, I guess it is three hundred and sixty-six days. ”

Yes, maybe it will be far away, the old Taoist priest stood in the shade of the tree and looked up from afar: "What if there really is such a day?"

Recently, people have been coming over this small village, which has made everyone in the village frightened and frightened.

This is not today, there are two streamers in the poor courtyard behind, the lady Wang who fetches water is no longer strange, and I don't know how blessed the man who is silent and the naughty young man is in his last life, and he can attract so many immortals, and the second sister Lin next door talked about the family for a while, and the woman who made a fortune hurriedly went home and poured the water into the water tank, and then cleaned up and dressed up, and led the child who was still frolicking in the yard to the courtyard behind the village.

No matter how many opportunities there are, there is one point, if it is seen by the immortals, it will be a splash of wealth and wealth.

In the small courtyard of the back village, there was a middle-aged man standing behind the man who came from a sword peak for thousands of miles, if you looked closely, it was the mountain master surnamed Gong on the Jueyan Peak.

The young man who walked out with a string of sugar gourds in his mouth saw these two people in the yard, and he was almost shocked that the sugar gourds were about to fall, "You are here to grab the sugar gourds?!"

Gong Fu, who was already a sword cultivator in the Yuanying Realm, stood behind the man, and he laughed and said, "It's funny, no, no, we are here to make amends to your master." ”

"Oh, it's not good to grab the sugar gourd. ”

The young man asked the man and Gong Fu to wait here for a while, and ran to the house to call out to the man who was adding fire to the cooking.

"Master, master, someone outside is looking for you, saying that they are here to make amends for your sins. ”

"Oh?"

The man added firewood, then patted his sleeve and smiled at the young man: "People come from afar, and they don't know how to give people a glass of water, this is not hospitality." ”

"Master, have you forgotten? The water in our water tank is gone, and it's your turn to fetch water today, and you are lazy here to add firewood, do you still blame me?"

The man's dusty hand slapped his head, "I forgot." ”

"Hmph. ”

The boy was about to run out, "You wait, I'll go fetch water." ”

Holding the young man's hand, the man smiled and said, "You don't have to go deliberately, then since this is the case, I won't give them water first." ”

Walking out of the house, looking at the two men of different ages standing in the courtyard, the man who burned the firewood smiled and said: "A sword cultivator from the Xuan Realm, a sword cultivator from the Yuan Infant Realm, no longer enjoys happiness at home, what are you doing here in this poor ravine?"

The man who kicked the Absolute Yan Peak Patriarch Hall only investigated and understood afterwards, and after learning that this was likely to be a sword cultivator of the Absolute Wild Realm, he was worried about death all day long, for fear that the man had not yet dissipated his anger and cut off his Absolute Wild Goose Peak with a sword, so he used human favor and invited this sword cultivator from the Xuan Realm who came out of the Sword Peak, and wanted to come here to apologize to the man.

"Senior, some time ago it was the dog who did it wrong, it was my Gong Fu's lax discipline, and it was my fault for the Absolute Yan Peak, the younger generation came today, and the courage to invite the seniors to be happy and angry, the realm of the seniors was super supernatural, the younger generations didn't know how to make amends, they could only ask the seniors to instruct, as long as it was the Absolute Wild Goose Peak could do it, they would definitely not shirk it. ”

It could be seen that the man from the Yuan Infant Realm was sincere, and the man with a scar on his face shook his head, "Don't be so polite." ”

As if talking about an ordinary trivial matter, the man said indifferently: "Your son bullied my apprentice, my apprentice has returned it, and I also destroyed your Jueyan Peak Ancestor Hall, none of us owe anyone, don't worry, I won't trouble you again, if you come for this matter, you can leave." ”

Although he said that, Gong Fu was still unsure, and cast his gaze on the purple-clothed man standing in front of him.

"Brother Gong, don't worry, Senior Zhao spat and foamed ten nails, and the senior has already spoken, so you can put your heart in your stomach. ”

The man in purple waved his hand behind him, signaling that Gong Fu could go.

Since both the man and the man from the Sword Peak who had been invited by the favors had said so, Gong Fu bowed respectfully to the front, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into this desolate remote village.

"He's gone, why don't you go?"

The man in front of him was a sword cultivator in the Easy Realm, so when he came here, in order to show respect, the man in purple didn't dare to come with a sword, and when he saw this man who made him admire and respect, he immediately bowed and said: "Senior Zhao, the junior is the son of Yang Yuanshan of the Sword Peak, the old name of the predecessor, today's sword, the junior has something to ask the seniors for advice!." ”

"Yang Yuanshan, out of the Sword Peak?"

The man with the scar on his face seemed to remember something, thinking of the old man who had some friendship with him, and the man smiled: "Where is your father?"

It seems that this senior still remembers this incense situation, and the man in purple hurriedly said: "Senior Zhao, this trip to Jueyan Mountain to invite you should indeed be the presence of my father, but because of his advanced age, my father is breaking through the retreat, looking for a chance to enter the free realm, so I can only come." ”

The man nodded, "Do you have anything to ask me for?"

This is likely to be an opportunity for him, the man in purple was about to speak respectfully, but he didn't want the young man with a sugar gourd standing next to the man to speak before him.

The young man tugged at the man, and then whispered to the man, "Master, it's almost over, what can you instruct others, you look at what you are wearing, you can look at what others are wearing, don't be embarrassed for a while." ”

The young man thought that his voice was very small and would not be heard by others, but the purple-clothed man standing below was a sword cultivator who passed through the Xuan Realm, not to mention that it was less than a few zhang apart, even if it was thousands of miles away, if the man wanted to hear it, it would be word by word.

This young man eating a sugar gourd is a disciple of Zhao's predecessors, and the man in purple thought that this was at least a rare kendo embryo in a hundred years, but he never thought that after his observation, the young man was very ordinary, and ordinary could not be more ordinary.

"Okay, well, I don't talk big. ”

The man with the scar on his face smiled at the man in purple: "Long story short. ”120

"Good. ”

The man from the Sword Peak was not a person with ink, and as soon as he raised his hand to this waist, a long sword like an embroidery needle instantly appeared in this small courtyard.

A slight crack appeared in the void next to the sword body, and after looking at the sword, the man standing on the steps smiled: "Good sword." ”

"The juniors dare to ask the seniors for a trick!"

It is said that he is a junior, but in fact, the man in purple is much older than the man, but because the cultivator does not look at the age but the level of cultivation, so in front of the man, he calls himself a junior.

The sword shot out of the purple-clothed man's hand was too fast, so fast that it was ignored by heaven and earth, and in an instant, this flying sword full of murderous intent in the ancient clumsy had already appeared in front of the scarred man.

The man in purple smiled proudly, this sword even injured his father who passed through the Xuan Realm, I believe how could he make this Xiaoyao Realm scramble?!

The corners of the man's newly raised mouth froze instantly.

Because the man in front of him just stretched out a finger and blocked the sword.

Just like in Jueyan Mountain, the void in front of the man's fingers collapsed, but no matter how much this long sword trembled, it couldn't make the man's hand move.

With a slight push forward, the long sword retreated in front of the purple-clothed man.

The scar man commented: "The sword is a good sword, and the person is not bad, but this move is too fast." ”

The man in purple frowned.

Known as the best kendo seedling in the past thousand years of the sword peak, the man has the potential to be better than the blue, and at the age when his father was still in the Yuan Infant Realm, he has become a Tongxuan realm, and there is hope that the sword of the sword will be promoted.

But now he is confused.

What does the man mean by this?

What does it mean to be out too fast?

The man in purple asked: "Senior Zhao, why is it called too fast, my generation sword cultivation, isn't it the faster the sword is released, the better?"

The ancestor of the Sword Peak had some friendship with him back then, and in the face of the question of the son of the old man, the man said slowly: "No. ”

The man in purple thought it was ridiculous.

He has been learning swords since he was a child, and he has been practicing from the Enlightenment Realm to the current Tongxuan Realm, his sword has always been faster and faster, cutting through shackles one by one, piercing layers of obstacles, and now there are people who deny him because his sword is too fast, which makes him unacceptable.

Isn't this just denying his kendo?" Senior, please forgive the words of the junior, I can't agree with the senior's guidance, my sword will only get faster and faster, now my sword is blocked by the senior, everything I say is wrong, wait until the senior can't catch my flying sword next time, then I will come to the senior to argue right and wrong." ”

Stopping the purple-clothed man who turned around and left, a young man standing next to him slowly spoke: "You don't have to cultivate, because even if you become a free realm, your sword is still too fast." ”

The purple-clothed man turned around openly, "Senior, isn't your sword fast?!"

The man's expression was complicated.

"Faster, and faster than you. ”

"Then why do you say it's fast?"

Pointing to the scar on his face, the man stared at the man in purple and said slowly, "Because I lost." ”

It was like a long sword pointed at the center of his eyebrows, the words of the scar man made his skin cold, this far-reaching man who walked on the way of the sword was said to have only one defeat, and the man in purple trembled: "Senior, what do you mean?"

Could it be that the sword from Mount Kinabalu is slow?

The man shook his head and muttered, "He said he was wrong too, and his sword was too fast." ”

In the mountains behind the Fallen Leaf Sect, the first to return to normal was of course the woman surnamed Lin in the Yuanying Realm, and the woman breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that her young lady was safe and sound and took care of the young man.

Just now, the "teenager" made her feel as terrifying as facing another free realm, this feeling is not the realm of the "teenager", but the majesty of the "teenager".

"Miss. ”

The woman surnamed Lin walked up to Song Jiyi and asked softly, "How did you solve it?"

Song Jieyi, who took the jade pendant into his arms, thought about it, didn't tell the woman everything, just said that someone would solve all this, and then left.

The woman didn't doubt what Song Jieyi said, this young man was the one who was chosen by Shenshan, so it was very likely that someone from Shenshan solved all this.

"Sister Lin, when did you find me?"

"Miss, you don't know the ancestor's ability, not long after you left home, the ancestor deduced to your approximate location and sent me to secretly protect you, and when you used the Qingshen clothes by the lake in this young man's hometown, I naturally found you. ”

It turned out that Sister Lin had been by her side since she was in the rebirth lake, and Song Jieyi was angry and ashamed.

In this way, the woman must have seen all the things that happened later? The people of the Fallen Leaf Sect and the Sen Bone Domain in the back mountain have already shown signs of awakening, and the white dew wearing a bone crown and a gauze robe rolled his eyes and woke up from his staleness, and then Ye Hua and Ye Jing of the Fallen Leaf Sect, as well as the elders of the Sen Bone Domain and the Fallen Leaf Sect, all returned to normal one by one.

Seeing the young man who fell to the ground and Song Jiyi who was next to him, Bai Lu, who had been silent for a while, took the initiative to speak, "How is he?"

The young man is still breathing, most likely not dead, but is he the Dong Yanyan who ascended the building realm now, or the terrifying existence who killed the Jindan realm in seconds?

Knowing the truth of everything in the dry well ghost prison, Song Jieyi looked at this Sen Bone Domain lady with a hint of sympathy in his eyes at this moment.

She whispered, "It's okay, he'll wake up in a while." ”

"Miss Song, is it Senior Nephew Dong who woke up?"

Song Jieyi nodded and corrected: "The one who woke up must be Dong Nanyan, but whether it is a nephew or not, it is not necessarily." ”

It was the Fallen Leaf Sect who was sorry Dong Nanyan, Ye Jing's face was flushed with shame, although he was very worried about the young man who was now unconscious on the ground, but he thought about it and did not step forward.

"Miss Song, when will Uncle Xiao wake up?"

After going through a lot of things today, from the little uncle who fell into the dry well ghost prison, and then to the forest bone domain and entered the Fallen Leaf Sect, Ye Zhi, who had already collapsed, stepped forward despite Ye Hua's obstruction, looking at the young man who closed his eyes, her heart was full of self-blame.

Why didn't she get her father to believe in Uncle Xiao?

"Don't worry, he'll wake up soon. ”

Sure enough, not long after Song Jieyi, who was guarding Dong Nanyan's side, spoke, the young man's eyelashes moved slightly, and then under the gaze of everyone, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear, no longer a little bit of golden light, and the young man who lost consciousness in the dry well ghost prison seemed to have had a dream, in the dream, he seemed to have become a god with a golden light, fighting everywhere, and no one knelt down everywhere he went, and no one was dissatisfied.

Rubbing his eyes, seeing so many people staring at him, Dong Nanyan was a little dazed.

Shouldn't he be in a dry prison?

Standing here, there were Senior Uncle Ye Jing, Senior Brother Ye Hua, Miss Ye Zhi, and many elders of the Fallen Leaf Sect, as well as Bai Lu, Granny Blood, and He Yu who was ambushed in the True Fist Sect and so many people from the Forest Bone Domain, Dong Yan looked at Song Jieyi beside him.

Is it thinking about the day and dreaming at night?

Dong Nanyan felt that he must be dreaming.

So the boy thought about it, and in full view of everyone, he lay down on the ground again and closed his eyes.