There are twelve sword immortal realms in the Immortal Immortal Sect, but there are only six realms that were later circulated in the world, and what the One Sword Sect inherited is the six realms that have been handed down, and it is not a sword immortal if it stops at the Elephant Realm, and Li Qinglian, who can now be called a sword immortal in the twelve realms, is just a sword cultivator in the upper five realms and a qi refiner in the twelve realms.

Therefore, the method of controlling the flying sword in the cultivation world of the sons of the world is just a trick of using the true yuan to control the sword, and the real sword control is not "control" but "royal".

Xu Wugui would not be unaware of the Taishang Mountain classics and the twenty-four solar terms dossier, but he still chose to kill Fang Yuan with a flying sword, which showed his confidence in his own strength.

But Fang Yuan didn't even bother to use the Sword Yuan Protector, the Sea-Breaking Sword that he threw out with the Sword Determination didn't fly out of the enchantment of three points of smoke and rain, for Fang Yuan, this was enough.

The flying sword wrapped in thunder is the flying sword that Zhou Xiaowu delivered to the twenty-four solar terms at the cost of the flying sword close to the extreme realm, which is also the origin of Xu Wugui's self-confidence.

The "rain" in the middle of Fang Yuan's sword sense shattered in the sharpness of the sword sense, turned into a splash, fell in the snow, and condensed into frost again.

Cultivating the same sword is to make an axe, even if the cultivation is high, the sword will always be the sword, and it will not be the real method after all.

Even if Xu Wugui's cultivation is higher than Fang Yuan, if it is about sword cultivation methods, even if it is a sword sect leader Yu Shi, it is not as good as Fang Yuan, in this Fang Heaven and Earth, there are only six people who can control the sword, and Fang Yuan is one of them.

The little sword carrying the thunder suddenly fell into Fang Yuan's sword knowledge network, and he couldn't take a step forward, and Xu Wugui's divine sense connection with the little sword was also interrupted.

Three points of smoke and rain, and it's still falling.

Xu Wugui's face turned pale suddenly, and what he relied on was nothing more than three points of smoke and rain and this small sword that was close to the extreme, and one of the two would help to reduce greatly.

He still remembered the terrifying sword light in Qingtang Town.

The sword light that could make the Divine Realm cultivator perceive the fear of death was the means of this Fang Yuan in front of him.

No longer hesitating, Xu Wugui let out a long roar, and a silver-white light shot out from his sleeve, which was a bronze mirror.

The silver and white light was filled in the mist and rain in an instant, and for a while, the autumn wind suddenly rose, and the autumn wind attacked Fang Yuan in the misty smoke and rain.

This bronze mirror is a well-known magic weapon in Taishang Mountain, and it is said that it seals the true meaning of a spell close to a monk in the Elephant Realm, even if it is a character in the Land Immortal Realm, it can't last a few breaths.

Fang Yuan's body turned and disappeared into the slaughtering autumn wind.

Xu Wugui didn't dare to be careless, and his divine sense probed the movement in the autumn wind through the three points of smoke and rain.

At this moment, the Sea-Breaking Sword, which had fallen outside the three points of smoke and rain, lit up with a sharp sword light.

A figure appeared behind Xu Wugui.

In the sword light, a flying sword shot towards the back of Xu Wugui's head, where Xu Wugui's Yuan Infant was.

"Snort"

It was like the sound of breaking leather, breaking the tranquility in the Tibetan Cloud Mountain.

A small hole appeared in the center of Xu Wugui's eyebrows, and blood and fragments of Yuan Ying flowed out of the round hole, and there was no life at all.

A corpse, falling in the snow.

Fang Yuan recalled the Sea Breaking Sword, and Xu Wugui's flying sword that was close to the extreme realm was included in Fang Yuan's close reach, after all, there were originally few flying swords close to the extreme realm in the Linggu Continent.

The three-point smoke and rain that had lost the true yuan suddenly dispersed, like a burst of green smoke, and just as Fang Yuan wanted to put it in the close reach, the three-point smoke and rain like green smoke suddenly broke through the air and disappeared into the clouds and mist.

"Is it too uphill?"

Fang Yuan muttered.

This assassination will definitely not be so simple, Xu Wugui is not the mastermind behind the scenes, and the disappearance of three points of smoke and rain has confirmed Fang Yuan's conjecture.

It turned out that the one who was too uphill had already seen the clues.

Three sword lights broke through the sky.

Su Yousheng and Yinan, Fang Yuan released the longitudinal sword, and they hurriedly came with the sword after receiving it.

Behind them, there were dozens of sword lights.

All the disciples who came to Luodu from Yingzhou Shanhaiguan were dispatched!

The elders of all the sects who participated in the Dao test of the annual meeting in Luodu also came, after all, this is the Divine Capital, and if something happens, the righteous path can't afford to hurt this face.

Su Yousheng walked up to Fang Yuan and said, "Who is it?"

The tone was still indifferent, but the killing intent between his eyebrows could not be concealed.

Yinan's face is ugly, there has always been only Yingzhou Shanhaiguan to intercept and kill the evil monk, when will it be the turn of the evil monk to assassinate the sword master of Shanhaiguan?!

All the disciples of Yingzhou Shanhaiguan are like this.

Fang Yuan shook the snow on his sword shirt and said, "Twenty-four solar terms, summer solstice." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and the twenty-four solar terms were so arrogant that they intercepted and killed the sword master of the First Sword Sect.

But when they saw the corpse behind Fang Yuan, their hearts rippled.

The faces of the disciples of Taishang Mountain turned from shock to anger.

The twenty-four solar terms summer solstice turned out to be Xu Wugui!!

From a distance, he looked gloomy, and stepped forward and said: "Taishang Mountain, I will give an explanation to Yingzhou Shanhaiguan!"

Su Yousheng snorted coldly and ignored it from afar.

Fang Yuan said: "That's the best. ”

After that, take Su Yousheng and the others to the outside of Zangyun Mountain, the matter here is over, there is no need to waste time and do useless work.

The truth is never for those who stay where they are.

God must be in a great move today.

There is one last item in the annual meeting and Taoist test, but it is not over, the sword master of Yingzhou Shanhaiguan is intercepted and killed by the twenty-four solar terms in the gods, and he is still an elder of Taishang Mountain.

For a time, Wen Tiansi and Taishang Mountain were pushed to the forefront.

Fang Yuan didn't care about Wen Tiansi and Tai Shangshan's attitude and actions towards this matter, it had already happened, and it was tantamount to going through the motions to make up for it, this was the matter of the sect bosses, this assassination of the twenty-four solar terms was a sign that this blade that shocked the dark side of the Spirit Ancient Continent had been out of the control of the White Wall Alley.

"Senior brother, if you want to take back this knife, you won't send White Wall Alley to the underworld. ”

Su Yousheng didn't follow Fang Yuan's side, she drove the sword alone to the Taoist temple of Shendu Taishang Mountain, and the sword book had already been transmitted back to Shanhaiguan, losing the face of Yingzhou Shanhaiguan, which had never happened for thousands of years.

This year's snow really came a little early.

The disciples who participated in the Dao test in Yingzhou Mountain Customs were in Cheng Qugui and Yinan, under the leadership of the elders who were leading in their respective countries, the suburbs of Da Soluo were in the suburbs, and it was not a secret that the darkness of the twenty-four solar terms was in the gods, but they were all inconsequential, and this move was not just to vent anger, this was to put pressure on Wen Tiansi and Taishang Mountain.

Xin Xi in Changle Palace had a gloomy face, and ordered the holy decree to block Luodu and arrest the twenty-four solar terms in the dark place of Luodu, Wen Tiansi and Shenwei Camp were all dispatched, but what Xin Xi was thinking about was not here.

Looking up at the shadows reflected by the lights of Changle Palace, Xin Xi said in a deep voice: "You did this?"

Zhou Xiaowu chuckled, unable to see his face clearly: "The twenty-four solar terms may not be able to become His Majesty's sword." Since there are people who are willing to work for His Majesty, why not, even if the group of prisoners in Yingzhou find out the ins and outs, it will hurt the forces hidden in the court of the 24 solar terms. ”

Xin Xi nodded, and didn't say anything more, but after all, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, most of Zhou Xiaowu's plans were done before they were put on the table and said to himself, there was nothing in the past, but the plan for such a behemoth as Yingzhou Shanhaiguan would also make him majestic and sweep the floor if it was light, and if it was heavy, the position of the god emperor would not be stable.

The strength of the royal family has long since ceased to be the time of the emperor's rule.

Zhou Xiaowu withdrew from Changle Palace with the shadow, and the time to close the net came, and the twenty-four solar terms were no matter how long the White Wall Lane was in operation, this sharp knife, the handle was always in the hands of that person.

Fang Yuan came to Lu Yuan alone, and the couple had already left the Divine Capital, Fang Yuan didn't come here to look for succession, the people in green shirts had a rudder in Lu Yuan, which was much higher than the person of the medical hall.

Lu Yuanfang Qipan Lane, the book hall in the inconspicuous corner, is the rudder with the highest personality of the Tsing Yi people in the divine capital.

Three long and two short door knocks.

and the lazy yawning of the folks in the library is the code here.

Fang Yuan didn't hide his face when he came here, but the guy who opened the door was taken aback.

"I don't know the three tombs and five classics, and I read through the hundreds of schools. ”

A clear but majestic voice came from the library, and a down-and-out Confucian student leaned between the bookshelves.

Closing the door of the library, the ink fragrance was thick on the bookshelf and between the lines of the books, and there was a wisp of Haoran Wenqi floating in it, and only the practice method of Dongpo Hall could cultivate Haoran righteousness.

However, the connection between the Tsing Yi people and Dongpotang. Except that they know it, they are not outsiders.

The cultivation world needs a literary saint who stands on the righteousness of the Great Dao, and what the people in green shirts need is a man behind the scenes who can make people in green shirts immortal.

There is nothing wrong with this, and the means required to open the gate of heaven and carry forward the peace of the past world cannot be seen, so what can we do? Under the glamour and prosperity of the world, who can guarantee that there will be no dark side under the light.

Fang Yuan walked to the dusty bookshelf behind the down-and-out scholar and picked up a shabby book.

The word Shangshu.

"Spring and Autumn"

There are some things, someone has to pay for it, since he hit the Andejing in the Fengxue Mountain, Fang Yuan has no consciousness to act cautiously, no matter who has suppressed it for no reason to Andeshanjing for a hundred years, with loneliness as snow, life is boring, out of the place of confinement, how can he be honest?

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

Wang Yuanbao is reading with candles in Tongye Prefecture, and he is also practicing boxing during the day, that is, he can read and read at night with peace of mind

It is better to leave blank space step by step to confirm the knowledge and truth in this book.

The lights flickered, and the words on the scroll flickered under the candle flame, but fortunately, Wang Yuanbao entered the second realm of martial arts, although the candle flame was flickering and flickering, but it could not affect his reading at all.

The list on the stele I saw during the day, as well as the rumors that the reader said, at this time, I was floating in my mind between reading, and there was no doubt that the spirits and ghosts were harmful, but the key was by no means as simple as the rumors and the list said.

Wang Yuanbao is not the fledgling chick, after experiencing many things, although it is not said to be experienced, but it is also the truth that poor people must have something to hate, if it is just a ghost and a ghost to harm people, not to mention the moon, I am afraid that it will only be ten days, the children in the willow garden have long been dead, how can they still post a list of articles, and invite the mountain immortal master and scattered cultivators to exorcise demons and eliminate demons?

Everything can't be pondered carefully, because things are man-made, and people's hearts are the most difficult to guess, which is why Wang Yuanbao is unwilling to take care of such idle things.

Got up and closed the window, Wang Yuanbao rubbed his sour eyes, although he has the physique of a martial artist in the second realm, but he is literate in reading, Wang Yuanbao still likes to feel tired like this, without him, he is tired of reading, but it is really because of the harvest, the tiredness of doing nothing, and this harvest is very incomparable.

Tongye Prefecture is the most famous, in addition to the prosperity, that is, the moonlight, the mountains stretch, connecting the Qingling Mountain after the Longquan Dynasty built the Kangjing Palace, but there is no softness of the Qingling Mountain, but it is like an axe and a chisel and a knife, majestic but not delicate.

The night is dustless, the moonlight is like silver, when the wine is poured, it must be full of ten, the moonlight at night, and the wine, Wang Yuanbao is at his fingertips, but there are some gains and losses, holding the Houde seal that has been close to his body, bursts of heavy warmth poured into the heart lake, lonely, but never sad.

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Outside the city of Tongye Prefecture, a blessed land of mountains and rivers is extremely beautiful, and the manor villas built by the mountains and rivers are all beautiful places in Tongye Prefecture, and they are also very conspicuous.

However, in addition to this scenery, what is more eye-catching is the feng shui of the place where the manor villa is located, the water contains roots, the wind comes from outside, the mountain becomes a chair, and the water is like a jade belt.

The only one who can establish a manor villa in such a beautiful place is the Liu family who turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands for rain in Tongye Prefecture, and Liu Qingyun's official rank in the Longquan Dynasty is much higher than that of this small state pastor in Tongye Prefecture, which is also the basis for the Liu family to call for wind and rain in Tongye Prefecture.

It's just that now this willow garden no longer has the power of the old master behind the scenes, and the place where Zhong Lingyu should be beautiful is full of filthy atmosphere.

The patriarch of the Liu clan knelt gloomily in the ancestral hall of the Liu family, but did not pray, because it was useless, if the ancestor of the Liu family really had a spirit in the sky, then Liu Yuan should have been freed from the hands of that femme fatale, instead of sitting in this ancestral hall and waiting for death.

"Patriarch, are we really helpless?"

A young man was disheartened, but he didn't want to wait for death like this, and asked unwillingly.

The patriarch of the Liu clan, who was kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet of the Liu clan, raised his head, this young man who could enter the ancestral hall was naturally the descendant of the Liu clan who was second only to Liu Qingyun, the waiter of the Longquan Dynasty's rite department, named Liu Jiangchao.

A trace of impatience flashed in the cloudy eyes of the patriarch of the Liu clan, and he said coldly: "If we can go out, we old immortals will still be in this ancestral hall?"

Liu Jiangchao was unwilling to say: "That demon, I fought with it!"

The patriarch of the Liu clan said coldly: "The courage of the horseman, have all the sage truths that your cousin taught you over the years entered the dog's belly?"

Liu Jiangchao stared hatefully at the night outside the ancestral hall, and strode out of the ancestral hall.

At this time, in the night, there was a laughter like a silver bell.

In the haze, laughter is rare, but the patriarch of the Liu clan, who is used to being depressed and desperate, has no trace of joy, but his face has changed greatly, this laughter has tormented them for nearly a month, from hope to despair, it is this coquettish laughter.

Liu Jiangchao stopped, and this laughter evoked the most primitive in his heart.

"Hehe, you Liu clan really have a few hard bones, but it's better to honestly let that negative person come back and be killed, lest you, a good powerful family, become a dead man with half a foot in the loess. ”

Like a breeze blowing on his cheeks, the owner of this voice is in this coquettishness, implying murderous intentions.