The laughter just passed suddenly, and there was no trace of it, and the mountain spirits were also extremely shrewd, and they could still do such a trivial thing as seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and the dangers in the mountain temples were clearer than anyone else.

After all, cultivating immortality was their original purpose, so why bother to provoke these evil stars in the mountain temple?

The four people in the mountain temple didn't know that in the eyes of the mountain spirits and ghosts, this mountain temple was like a burning torch, with strong yang energy, even if there were bold mountain spirits and ghosts, it was not good to stay in this place with strong yang energy for a long time.

The laughter covered the wind and rain, and it did not disturb Tang Xiake's elegance in telling the story of the rivers and lakes.

The wind and rain are like obscurity, the rooster crows endlessly, and when you see the gentleman, do you like it?

The night is still very long, but as continuous as the night rain is the story that circulates among the people of the rivers and lakes.

Tang Xiake talked a lot, all of which are his own experience in the rivers and lakes, and there are also matters that people in the rivers and lakes should pay attention to, after all, they are people who have had experience in the rivers and lakes, and they always lift their weights lightly and give a lot of points.

The night is still long, and although the story can kill time, it cannot dispel people's tiredness.

Although Jiang Ayuan and Han Shen still wanted to listen to some more stories about the rivers and lakes, they couldn't hold it anymore, they fell aside, and fell asleep.

The rain still didn't mean to stop, but it was much lighter.

The matter of going to the Longquan Dynasty together has long been settled in a drunken haze, Wang Yuanbao and the three of them are not familiar with the life of the Longquan Dynasty, and there is a rich experience in the rivers and lakes, which is much better than the three young children who are not experienced enough in the rivers and lakes, and it is much better to cross the river by feeling the stones.

Adding some firewood to the already faint fire, Tang Xiake said: "The night is still long, although there is no mountain spirit, but you still have to be cautious, after all, what will happen in this barren mountain range, brother, you sleep first, I will keep the first half of the night, and you will keep the second half of the night." ”

Wang Yuanbao nodded and said, "That's fine, it's always a big mistake to be careful." ”

In fact, Wang Yuanbao does not need to rest, among the fist piles of the regret Ding Boxing, there are fist piles during rest, and it also takes time to carry the martial arts in the Qi Mansion Dantian and the sword qi "snowflakes" on the Great Snow Mountain, so Wang Yuanbao did not refuse Tang Xiake's kindness.

The few tricks behind the Sanjiao entrance have loosened a lot, and Wang Yuanbao also needs to carry martial arts to rush away those tricks, and martial arts cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

After that, Wang Yuanbao leaned on the pillars of the mountain temple, squinted, and pretended to sleep, he was not worried that Tang Xiake would sneak attack him, since he chose to believe it, then he could rest assured.

Tang Xiake held his own broad knife and sat by the fire, full of wine, which naturally aroused people's lovesickness.

The firewood next to the fire was constantly filled into the flames, and the orange-yellow flames were once again vigorous.

Watching the flames rise, Tang Xiake seemed to see her flower-like smile, and still smiled like spring warmth.

The peach blossoms in Jiankangjing spring should also be in full bloom, and her smile will definitely follow the peach blossoms and turn red.

After all, lovesickness is not always like a good meeting.

But I can't resist thinking about it.

The sound of the night rain is annoying, and the return date is not yet due.

............

Xianyu Yuan is in the north of the Underworld.

At this time, the envy of the fish is full of apricot blossoms.

The river bank between the cliffs is white and vast, and it is really clean.

In this sea of white flowers, there is a green shirt, which is very conspicuous, and the green shirt shuttles back and forth in this sea of flowers, which is very regular.

Maze, in the depths of the apricot blossoms.

Killing array, between the cliffs by the river.

Sima Qingshan smelled a familiar smell, and the pervert in the depths of the apricot blossoms had already boiled plum wine.

Green plum boiled wine on heroes.

"Sima, you lost, but don't forget your promise. ”

The wine cooker in the depths of the apricot blossom is a middle-aged Confucian scholar, but he wears a sword crown, and the combination of the Confucian shirt and the sword crown is quite nondescript.

And this nondescript middle-aged Confucian is the owner of Xianyuyuan.

Sima Qingshan withdrew the talisman technique, and said stiffly: "This time it doesn't count, if you lose unclear, you can't win." ”

After all, among the apricot blossoms, a sheep intestine path is revealed. The Confucian envy of the fish abyss, at the end of the trail, poured wine indifferently.

Sitting at the low table with a big grin, Sima Qingshan drank a bottle of slightly sour plum wine and said, "When I do business with you, I will always lose money." ”

Hearing this, the Lord of the Envy Fish Yuan chuckled: "You are the hall master of the Styx Palace, and my little Envy Fish Abyss is not enough in your eyes." ”

Sima Qingshan smiled bitterly: "Do business and do business, why bother to expose my old background?"

After pouring another bottle of plum wine, Envy Yuyuan said: "The plums in Haihe Prefecture are about to ripen." ”

Sima Qingyi is not a stupid person, combined with the various abnormalities transmitted back by the Haihe rudder of the Styx Hall in recent days, he has already guessed the approximate situation, but at this moment, the Lord of Envy Yuyuan said it himself, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Looking at the indifferent Lord of Envy Yuyuan, Sima Qingshan said: "All of Haihe Prefecture? or ......"

After all, Haihe Prefecture is the ancestral court of the Nantian Sect, which is very good at talismans in the righteous path, and the one on the Five Finger Mountain is not easy to get along with, the five guys in the Styx Temple back then, under the one on the Five Finger Mountain, three died and two were seriously injured.

Otherwise, this Styx Hall would not have been his turn to be in charge.

The smiling and silent Lord of the Envy Yuyuan saw Sima Qingshan's surprise and put a turtle button gold seal on the low table.

The turtle button gold seal on the low table is the "earth book" in the treasure of the Nantian faction "Heaven and Earth Seal"!

The "Heaven and Earth Seal" of the Nantian School is divided into two parts: the Heaven and Earth Seal is held by the head of the sect, which is a dragon button jade seal, and the earth seal is held by the ruling elder, which is the turtle button gold seal in front of him.

The place of the ruling elder at the peak of the Five Realms is here, and his people are afraid that they have become the bones in the mound and the grass in the mountains.

Sima Qingshan picked up the Earth Guide, only to feel that a shocking sword intent was full of Earth Knowledge, and he immediately remembered someone.

Those who break the sword have many sorrows.

Shanhaiguan Sword Cultivation Kill the person who must be killed, a half-step sword immortal, and a lot of sorrow when sinking sand and folding swords.

Sima Qingyi took a sip of plum wine and said: "Although Jiang Jingtian's old guy is not as good as many sorrows, but the righteous path is the same qi after all, if it is the ...... in Shanhaiguan."

Putting away the earth guard, the lord of the envy fish yuan said with deep meaning: "I am too busy to take care of myself, who will come to this troubled water?"

Sima Qingshan smiled knowingly, threw down the jade slip, turned into a breeze, and blew down the apricot blossoms all over the ground.

The flowers floated and fell into the plum wine, dyed blood-colored.

The wind smelling of apricot blossoms blew on the banks of the cliffs.

..................

The Wind Chime Mountain in the Funiu Mountains of the East Shenzhou is where the Kyushu sect is located.

If it is said that the mountaintop sect is most deeply involved with the court of the world, it is none other than the Kyushu sect in this Fengling Mountain.

The Taoist ancestor Ting Taishang was born in the mountain, the military family entered the WTO, and the four major academies specialized in educating people, while the Shanhaiguan Sword Cultivation and the Donghai Qingyao Shangzong were disdainful.

Wen Tiansi of the Great Qin Dynasty, most of the officials in the Jin Wu are from the Kyushu Sect.

In fact, the national treasure of Daqin Town, "Shejiding", is in the dragon vein in the Wind Chime Mountain.

Those who know this secret, except for the ancestors of the various sects, half of the rest are on the killing orders of the various sects and Wen Tiansi.

Yuan Huaiyu received the Dan letter from Wei Junting, the sect master of Kyushu, Haihe Prefecture was in an emergency, and many sword breakers also appeared in Haihe Prefecture.

A smile appeared on his handsome face.

Shizun's Danshu was the news that he was allowed to go to Fenglin in Laoguizhou, and the eight Yin Gods of Fengdu were suspected of sneaking into Laoguizhou.

The one who folds the sword, the person who must kill on the Shanhaiguan sword cultivation kill order.

Thinking of this, Yuan Huai Yu understood the meaning of the master, in comparison, the eight yin gods of Fengdu were more important than Haihe Prefecture.

However, is the danger of Haihe Prefecture and the appearance of the eight Yin Gods in Fengdu really just a coincidence?

Yuan Huaiyu thinks that this matter will only be a beginning.

The twilight drum on the wind chime mountain sounded, and Yuan Huai Yu took up the streamer and flew towards the old Guizhou Fenglin.

At the same time, in the small courtyard at the foot of Songxi Cave in Mirror Mountain, Fang Yuan was thinking about Xue Ding's attack.

Although the sword used by Xue Ding was the "glimpse" of Chengying Peak's sword technique, Fang Yuan's sword sense captured something else.

Xue Ding was originally suppressed in Anshanjing, and besides, he was not a disciple of Chengying Peak, which is a bit intriguing for the source of Huan Jianjue.

Moreover, Xue Ding's sword intent, Fang Yuan felt very familiar.

Heavy and heavy, like quicksand.

There are thousands of sword intentions in the world, and there is only one person who can do it like the above, and the one who breaks the sword has a lot of sorrows.

Fang Yuan had heard about the fall of Haihe Prefecture and the movements of the eight Yin Gods of Fengdu, but he was not surprised, he had already thought of it when Xue Ding attacked and killed Su Yousheng, but it happened suddenly and beyond his expectations.

"This game is so big that I have to get into the game, so calculated. ”

Fang Yuan got up and looked around, this senior brother really knew him, he didn't want to play chess, but he had to play at the moment.

Just like the banks of the Qinhuai River.

I didn't want to do it, but I still did it.

At this time, Fang Yuan felt a little cold, from the heart.

The small courtyard of Songxi Cave, since Yinan left, has become more and more deserted, with Fang Yuan's temperament, it is impossible to make a fire to make tea.

So, he poured himself a cup of cooled tea, blew away the leaf stems floating in the dark tea soup, and drank it in one gulp.

It's really not as good as the tea brewed in Yinan.

Haihe Prefecture is a must-go.

In addition to Xianyuyuan, it is estimated that there is also the intervention of the Taiping Dao Kingdom, hoping that the one in Fengxue Mountain can stop it.

..................

In the north of the underworld, there is a mountain, the name of the mountain is Fengxue, there is a temple on the mountain, and the temple is called the mountain god.

Temple, let's call it a temple, there are many dilapidated temples in the world, but they are not as dilapidated as this mountain temple.

Only the four walls can still shield the wind and snow, the idol of the mountain god in the temple, standing alone in this roaring wind and snow, the incense has long been broken, the mountain is high and the wind and snow are urgent, and there is which good man and woman climb the mountain to burn incense.

Fortunately, there is also an old man who accompanies the lonely mountain god, the old man is unkempt, and the teeth in his mouth are not only missing, but also the color of dusk.

With such a big wind and snow, the old man did not make a fire to keep out the cold, and there was a wine gourd in his arms, which was very smooth and bright, and he didn't know how long he rubbed it in his hand.

In the gourd is the yellow sorghum drunk of Nankezhou.

The old man was lying at his feet and only looked at the old dog, skinny, but his eyes were as bright as a torch.

Under the Fengxue Mountain is the main road in and out of the Underworld and Shanhaiguan, the Snow Valley.

Snow, will be blood.

In this valley road, the soil under the snow was soaked with the blood of countless Shanhaiguan sword cultivators and blood sect generals, and at the same time, the bones of countless invading Underworld Great Sages and Great Demons were also buried.

People who are familiar with Jiangxue Valley know the old man in the Fengxue Mountain Temple and the old dog beside him.

I don't know how many demons above the underworld died under the old man's knife and in the mouth of the old dog.

Rice wine old dog mountain temple, the sword on the snow mountain is smiling.

No one knows the name of the old man, but the demons on the underworld have given this old man a name for his hands stained with the blood of his compatriots: the old demon of the knife.

In the mountain temple, there is a demon in the eyes of the demons living on the underworld, and it is quite ironic that this demon has guarded the Snow Valley for eighty years.

The world has also been peaceful for 80 years.

The mountain gods in the temple and the old demons in the temple are all using their lives to guard the peace of the world.

In the Snow Valley, a team of sword cultivators was lost.

Lost together, there are also the patrol disciples of the Blood Sect.

The wind and snow are urgent, and the footprints on the snow will soon be submerged, including the blood, the same.

Six thousand miles away, the Immortal Great Sage's men had become climate-transformed demons, their pale faces flushed with the joy of victory.

A team of Shanhaiguan sword cultivators is five.

There will be ten disciples of the Blood Sect.

Their heads were all within reach of these dozens of demons who had become climate-shaped, and this was their promotion feat.

The wind and snow sword qi came from six thousand miles away.

Blood-stained pale plains.

At the same time, in Luo City, which was the closest to Jiangxue Valley above the Underworld, sixty shape-shifting demons, including the four Great Demons of the Five Realms, were killed together, and their bodies were in different places.

Six thousand miles away, a demon slashing, a land immortal.

The old man's cloudy eyes shed a line of tears, and the old dog also wailed when he saw his master crying.

No matter how many demons you kill, you can't save the lives of your sons, and you wish there would be no war in the world, but things always backfire.

Outside the mountain temple, the wind and rain are like obscurity, and the land of Yingzhou is the rooster crowing, the heavenly road collapses, just like a group of males chasing the deer, the time is still early, the climate is not completed, the deer is still unknown.

It's just that the people who play chess have long been unable to hold their breath.