On the top of Taiyue Mountain, the Jinjia Mountain God looked helplessly at the scholar in front of him, sighed and said: "Sacrificial wine, it doesn't matter if you don't care about the things in the Academy, it's just that it's a little inappropriate to be here with me all the time, right?"

Luotuo scholar is the great sacrificial wine of today's Jixia School Palace, leaning on the stone tablet on the top of Taiyue Mountain, holding a pot of old tea in his hand, faintly with the fragrance of wine, you know, the mellow old tea, but also has the taste of wine, listening to the complaint of the god of Jinjia Mountain, Luotuo Da Sacrificial Wine said: "It's okay, after a while, you may not drive me away, but will thank me." ”

The corners of Jinjiashan God's mouth twitched, if this guy left, he would really thank God, and I don't know what kind of plague god he suffered from, provoking such a dead-skinned guy, not only can't keep the bar, but also has to greet him with a smile, it's really unlucky!

Luotuo sacrificial wine seemed to see what the god of Jinjia Mountain was thinking, and said with a smile: "Why don't you make a bet, if someone gives this Taiyue a sword, you will give me all your Yunding jelly, if not, I will go down the mountain immediately, and I will not climb to the top of this Taiyue for a hundred years!

The god of Jinjia Mountain was stunned when he heard this, as if he had heard a great joke, what kind of mountain is this Taiyue Mountain? Only the First Emperor, Dao Ancestor, and Soldier Holy Ancestor can engrave the words of the question, someone can give Taiyue Mountain a sword, he categorically does not believe it, this Senluo world's sword luck, half of Tai is in the Shanhaiguan Underworld, and the Shanhaiguan Immortal Sword Cultivation Absolute Plan will not be idle and nothing to cut a sword in Taiyue Mountain across thousands of miles, even if there is a heart, it is also powerless.

In today's Senluo world, the sword cultivation that can do so far may not have been born yet, and even the anonymous clan who pierced the Tianhe with a sword at the beginning has not been able to shake Taiyue Mountain in the slightest, and Luo Tuo Sacrificial Wine said that someone can give Taiyue Mountain a sword, which is an absolute fool's dream!

Isn't this old tea also drunk people?

But this shrewd guy is absolutely unprofitable, and in this bet, isn't there fraud?

After hesitating for a while, the Jinjia Mountain God still decided to take a gamble: "Okay!

Luo Tuo sacrificed wine and said: "The horse is difficult to chase!"

With that, he laughed, like a fox who had stolen a chicken.

The god of Jinjia Mountain regretted for a while, he had fallen into his trap, but in the spirit of confidence in Taiyue Mountain, he still comforted himself, but it was just a bluff.

Bluffing, you have to be completely sure, Luo Tuo sacrificial wine drank a sip of old tea, and hummed a small tune in the market leisurely, not at all like the sacrificial wine of the Confucian Jixia School Palace, but like a scoundrel in the market.

The god of Jinjia Mountain snorted coldly, walked to the top of Taiyue, and looked at the misty sea of clouds, and only this vast sea of clouds could relieve the depression in his heart.

The great sacrificial wine of a Confucian scholar palace, instead of making up his own knowledge, but came to this Taiyue temple every day to steal tribute wine, and was caught red-handed, he didn't know what shame was, but he continued to eat and drink with a cheeky face, like a starving ghost to survive, and the god of Jinjia Mountain had enough of the bitterness of Luotuo's sacrificial wine.

There was a leisurely and leisurely minor tune behind him, and the god of Jinjia Mountain couldn't help but feel a knot, if he hadn't been able to beat him, at this time, he would have given him a punch to go down the mountain, but, a scholar, was higher than the martial arts realm of his orthodox military gods, you said that the angry person is not angry, in the words of that cheeky guy, the student is disobedient, and he must repair it with his fists, so he naturally has to learn the methods of the soldier.

The sea of clouds is insignificant, like the sea where the great river returns, which makes people's hearts suddenly open-minded.

Lao Xiucai had already grabbed Wang Yuanbao at this time and returned to Taiyue Mountain, standing in the air and saying to Wang Yuanbao: "It's time to open the mountain, since the shackles in your heart have been broken, this Taiyue Mountain, you can also touch it." ”

Wang Yuanbao said: "I don't have a sword, how can I cut it?"

Lao Xiucai drank the osmanthus Shoumei wine in the sword gourd in one go, and said: "The poet once said that he sharpened a sword for ten years, and today he will show you." And your sword has been sharpened for 10,000 years, don't say that there is no sword, even if you have a sword, you can also cut Taiyue Mountain. ”

Wang Yuanbao looked at the old Xiucai who seemed to be a little drunk, and then at the empty hands, and said, "But I really don't have a sword." ”

Lao Xiucai turned his head and looked at the sea of clouds, as if he hadn't heard what Wang Yuanbao said, so he wouldn't tell Wang Yuanbao that he had forgotten to bring the sword over.

And thousands of miles away, on the isolated island where Nan Zhanzhou was still there, a person who claimed to be the most frustrated in the world touched the head of a girl in Tsing Yi beside him and said, "Hey, Xiaoqing, have you seen Taiyue Mountain?"

The little young girl said, "No, where is Taiyue Mountain?"

The man who claimed to be the most frustrated in the world said: "Of course it's beautiful, Taiyue Mountain is the most majestic place in the whole Senluo world, and even the overseas Star Continent can be seen clearly!"

Xiaoqing said with a look of longing: "When can I go to Taiyue Mountain to have a look!"

"Right now. ”

"Huh?!"

Before Xiaoqing could react from her longing, the man who claimed to be the most frustrated in the world had already thrown her out, and suddenly turned into a sword light, cutting through the white clouds in the sky, entering the cloud realm, and flying towards Taiyue Mountain in the East Divine Continent.

The man who claimed to be the most frustrated in the world touched his nose and said to himself: "I hope Xiaoqing won't hate me when he comes back, alas, old guy, that's all I can help you, but the sword slashes the school palace, this is really exciting, hehe, the old guy is really black-hearted, and the school palace is enough to drink a pot." ”

After that, the man who claimed to be the most frustrated in the world walked into the hut with a smile, poured himself a cup of tea with a smile, and sipped it carefully.

Xiao Qing is the top sword spirit in the world, and he should be able to withstand the sword qi that has been sharpened for 10,000 years, and anyway, the benefits outweigh the losses.

In the cloud realm, there is no obstacle, and the flying sword that Xiao Qing has turned into is like a thunderbolt, constantly advancing in the cloud realm.

The sword qi broke through the other side of the cloud realm, jumped one after another, and arrived at Yingzhou from Haihezhou, passing through the Shanhaiguan, causing a group of sword cultivators to exclaim, such a sword method is not like a sword cultivation method at all, this is clearly a sword immortal sword!

The old man who was in retreat at Shanhaiguan opened his eyes slightly, looked at the flying sword to break through the virtual realm, and flew towards the East Divine Continent, the corners of his mouth rose, it turned out that the person was also out of the customs, and he and these "criminals" in Shanhaiguan should also be much easier.

The flying sword continued to sweep over the seven peaks of Mirror Mountain, disrupting the number of flying swords that had been released to contain spiritual essence, and Xiaoqing's majesty made these flying swords who had just opened their spiritual wisdom mourn.

Fang Yuan, who had already returned to Mirror Mountain, stroked his bare head, and said, "Look, this is a flying sword heading to the Eastern Divine Continent, from Haihe Continent. ”

Su Yousheng said: "East Divine Continent?"

Fang Yuan said with a smile: "That's right, it's the East Divine Continent, it should be the matter of Lao Xiucai, Jixia School Palace, it's bad luck." ”

Su Yousheng suddenly thought of Wang Yuanbao, and didn't know how that stubborn young man was doing now.

"When are you going to go down?"

Fang Yuan said: "It's just a few days, I have to go to Yimo Peak, some things are blocked in my heart, it is always a knot, I can't untie it, for me, there is no benefit, the sword tricks that you and I have cultivated, in the end, they are all based on pleasure, and if you have obsessions, you can't say that it's bad, but when you really get to the back, the demons are in the heart lake, and the future is endless." ”

Su Yousheng said: "Do you need me to go with you?"

Fang Yuan said with a smile: "It's just a spineless demon beast, are you still afraid that something will happen to me?" Although the threshold of the Middle Fourth Realm is higher, I am not without the means to save my life, after all, we are also characters who have been to the Thirteenth Realm, hehe." ”

Su Yousheng continued: "What about going down the mountain?"

Fang Yuan turned around and walked down the mountain: "No need, anyway, if you want to go or not, I can't stop you, so let it be." ”

Su Yousheng sighed when he heard this, he knew too much about the other party, it was not a good thing after all, there was no sense of mystery, but Fang Yuan's state of mind, she would never be able to reach it.

His eyes flew towards the Eastern Divine Continent with the flying sword in the virtual realm, but he couldn't look at the virtual realm too much, and if he saw too much, his eyes would hurt.

After the middle four realms, it is negligible.

Just when Wang Yuanbao was speechless for a while, a sharp sword light shot out from the south.

Lao Xiucai turned his head and smiled: "Isn't this a sword?" ”

In an instant, the flying sword in the cold sword light had already appeared in Wang Yuanbao's hand, the sword body like autumn water, the sword qi sharpened, hooking the sword qi in the dantian of Wang Yuanbao's Qi Mansion The sword qi snow on the snowy mountain, faintly had a burning feeling.

"Okay, you can open the mountain. ”

Lao Xiucai patted Wang Yuanbao on the shoulder, signaling that he could start, this was his last madness, since the way of heaven had collapsed, and a hundred schools of thought had come out, even the guy who failed to ascend was reborn, and he had no reason not to be crazy, which was quite

Yu Zhanshu.

When I ran away from the Temple of Literature, I was waiting for this day.

The law of the ancestors is not to be feared.

This is the madness of the old Xiucai, since he has torn his face, he has no reserve of a scholar.

You know, the reader is crazy, but he is much more powerful than those so-called warriors!

In Wang Yuanbao's heart, there is no such madness, but he is bound by too many rules, or his burden, and now he is broken, and there should be this sword!

On the Great Snow Mountain, the snow melted, and the sword qi surged towards the flying sword in his hand in the meridian gallop.

Xiao Qing's flying sword felt the pure sword qi, and couldn't help but tremble, and then began to rejoice, after a sword, she would definitely have something.

Wang Yuanbao didn't raise his hand, but walked straight towards Nataiyue Mountain!

He dragged his sword away.

Lao Xiucai, who took all this into his eyes, smiled and picked up the sword in his hand, at this moment, it should be a big white, but there is no wine!

Wang Yuanbao dragged his sword and galloped forward.

At the moment when he was about to approach Mount Taerak, he jumped high and slashed down with a sword.

It's all quiet.

It seems that between heaven and earth, there is only this sword!

Flying Sword Xiaoqing roared happily, she felt the sword qi in the heart of the sword holder, the sword qi that had been sharpened for thousands of years, and now she only wanted this sword!

Flying Sword Xiaoqing revealed the edge that belongs to her, and also belongs to the old and the young!

The astonishing sword light that shines on the heavens and the earth, and the sword qi that runs through Changhong.

Leaning on the stone stele, Luotuo sacrificial wine smiled and drank a sip of old tea, what he expected, it was really good, this bet, he won!

In Wang Yuanbao's heart lake, a twinkling star suddenly fell to the bottom of the lake, and the dragon yin god actually closed his eyes and said slowly: "It's been 10,000 years!"

A mighty sword qi broke through the sea of clouds, connecting the thunder in the void realm, and shot towards the Taiyue Mountain, which only a top inquisitor could shake.

The Jinjia Mountain God felt this earth-shattering sword aura, and was shocked, fuck it, he was pitted by that guy!

"The surname is Li, I'll go to your uncle's!"

The god of Jinjia Mountain scolded loudly, but the magic seal in his hand was not slow at all, and the hundreds of stone tablets on the top of Taiyue Mountain bloomed with dazzling light, hoping to block the sword qi that he had no bottom in his heart!

But the sword qi suddenly turned, and it actually shot towards the Jixia School Palace under the mountain!

"Hahaha, surnamed Li, you lost!

The god of Jinjia Mountain laughed loudly, and Luo Tuo's sacrificial wine turned pale, it turned out that Lao Xiucai had this idea!

The sword aura came suddenly.

Without the slightest hindrance, he came to the Jixia School Palace, destroying the mountain gate of the Jixia School Palace, and then the Confucian Temple was located!

Hundreds of embarrassed scholars stood in front of the Temple of Literature, their heads could be broken, blood could be shed, and the Temple of Literature must not be destroyed!

Who knew that the sword qi suddenly turned, and it headed towards the top of Taiyue Mountain!

With a bang, a stone tablet on the top of Taiyue Mountain shattered, and the sword qi slashed on the mountain, leaving a sword mark!

The face of the god of Jinjia Mountain was pale, and he and the sacrificial wine were all tricked!

After Wang Yuanbao took out this sword, he fell to the ground suddenly, and Lao Xiucai stopped Wang Yuanbao, took the flying sword in his hand, and Xiaoqing said, "Let's go." ”

The flying sword Xiaoqing turned into a sword light and disappeared into the cloud realm.

Lao Xiucai looked at Wang Yuanbao and said, "Little Yuanbao, we will see you again." ”

As he spoke, he hung the sword gourd on Wang Yuanbao's waist, waved his hand, and the clouds and mist suddenly rose, Wang Yuanbao's eyes were dark, and the only scene he saw was the back of Lao Xiucai's sudden old age.

"My apprentices are all extraordinary, hahaha!"

Also, the arrogant laughter of the old Xiucai.

Wang Yuanbao opened his eyes again, and what he saw was the exquisite decoration in the study, and then a woman with a delicate face and two pear vortices.