In the eastern part of the mainland, at the foot of Yangxing Mountain, a tea house is open on the side of the road. ,nb,

For one hundred and fifty years, the business of this tea house has been extremely prosperous every day, and people who come to Yangxing Mountain will rest in this tea house, waiting for the summons of the master of Yangxing Mountain, the "Spirit Servant Palace Master".

At this time, the morning sun is rising, and the faint sun shines on the body, and even lazy people will feel comfortable and refreshed.

The tea house was already full, and there were many more people who did not have seats, so these people looked for a clean place to sit on the ground, and there were one or two arrogant people who leaned on the pillars of the tea house and slept pretendically. In the distance, there are many people rushing to come. Although the mountains are quiet, the area around this tea house is as festive and lively as a festival.

At the most central table, a fat and fat young man who looked like a businessman stood up and shook his head, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoists, in Xia Jia Qianqiu, I have always cultivated on an isolated island in the East China Sea, and it is currently a Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and soon it will usher in a second Heavenly Tribulation. Jia was not completely sure about the second heavenly tribulation, and heard that the master of Yangxing Mountain, the 'Spirit Servant Palace Master', was the first refining master in the cultivation realm of the human world today, so he came to Yangxing Mountain in the hope that the master of Yangxing Mountain could help refine a magic weapon for the purpose of crossing the tribulation. I wonder if you come to Yangxing Mountain with the same purpose as Jia?"

Seeing this Jia Qianqiu speak loudly, the bustling voices first calmed down, and then the noise erupted. A cold and arrogant man leaning on a pillar and sleeping pretending to sleep, his chin was full of stubble, his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he carried a long black sword. The man still closed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Master of refining, it should be said that it is the master of refining! Jia Fat, you have lived overseas for a long time, and it is understandable that you don't know how powerful Mr. Wei, the master of Yangxing Mountain and the 'Spirit Servant Palace Master', is. ”

"It's not just a refining master!" A demon smelter girl with black lips added, "Mr. Wei is also the first formation grandmaster in the human realm. No matter how mysterious and complicated the formation in the world is, it can be easily broken in Mr. Wei's hands. ”

At this time, a figure in the sky fell from the wind and walked towards this tea house. The person who came was a bad old man, with two huge wine gourds hanging from his waist and a cyan ancient sword behind him.

Before the old man arrived, someone in the tea house exclaimed: "Look, everyone, even Han Xinhan, the immortal swordsman of the Northern Xuehua Peak, has arrived." ”

The great name of the immortal swordsman Han Xinhan, everyone in the human cultivation realm knows it, and no one knows it, and it is said that he is preparing to cross the third heavenly tribulation. The immortal swordsman who cultivates the Immortal Sword Technique has a much stronger attack power than a master of the same level. And Han Xinhan's strength is recognized as comparable to that of a master of the Ascension Realm. It's just that he is tranquil by nature, likes to hide and cultivate, and never asks about the things of the cultivation realm.

Hearing that it was the immortal swordsman Han Xinhan, even the few people who were leaning on the pillar and pretending to sleep stood up straight.

Han Xinhan walked towards the tea house and said, "Yo, there are so many people. Everyone is so happy, what are you talking about?"

Han Xinhan's sharp eyes looked at everyone one by one. Those who were swept by his gaze all felt that Han Xinhan's gaze was extremely sharp, like a sharp sword that would be unsheathed at any time.

A hoarse voice in the crowd said, "Master Han, everyone is talking about Mr. Wei." ”

The fat and fat Donghai Sanxiu Jia Qianqiu seemed to have heard of Han Xinhan's name, and stepped forward to salute, "Mr. Han......"

Immortal swordsman Han Xinhan was taken aback, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Brother Tai, don't call me Mr., call me Master Han, Brother Han, it's okay." In the vicinity of Yangxing Mountain, who would dare to call himself Mr. except Mr. Wei?"

As soon as Han Xinhan's words came out, everyone echoed them.

Jia Qianqiu was taken aback, he never expected that the legendary owner of Yangxing Mountain would have such a high prestige.

Han Xinhan looked at Jia Qianqiu and arched his hand: "Old man Han Xinhan, cultivate the Immortal Sword Technique." This brother is very old-eyed, I don't know what to call it?"

Jia Qianqiu returned the salute and said: "It's just a casual cultivator below, named Jia Qianqiu." Brother Han, I heard that this Yangxing Mountain master has extraordinary refining skills, but I don't know what amazing skills this Mr. Wei has?"

At this time, the woman with black lips spoke: "Mr. Wei has a lot of skills, I'm afraid that I can't count them for three days and three nights." ”

Immortal swordsman Han Xinhan picked up a gourd on his waist, pulled it out and poured a sip of spirits, and said with a smile: "What Zhu Jiamei said is right, Mr. Wei's ability is indeed not clear in a few words. ”

Jia Qianqiu became more and more curious, gave way to Han Xinhan, and said, "Brother Han, please sit down and speak slowly." ”

Han Xinhan was also not polite, handed another wine gourd on his waist to Jia Qianqiu, sat down, and said with a smile: "This is the 'girl' of Yilan Guofeng Zhancheng, Brother Jia might as well try it." Seeing Jia Qianqiu take a sip boldly, Han Xinhan laughed and said, "Brother Jia is really a fellow Taoist. Okay, let's wait for Mr. Wei's summons here anyway, let's talk about some of Mr. Wei's legendary deeds. ”

The cold arrogant man with the dark sword on his back spoke, "I'll pick one first. One hundred and fifty years ago, Mr. Wei established the 'Spirit Servant Palace' on this Yangxing Mountain, and then released a bold statement in the human cultivation realm, whether it is a Taoist disciple or a demon disciple, or a casual cultivator or a mortal, anyone who goes up to Yangxing Mountain can get his guidance. From then on, the cultivation realm is no longer the world of the two sects of Taoism and demons, and those of us who are casual cultivators can also have a place in the cultivation realm. ”

Jia Qianqiu was surprised and asked, "This Mr. Wei is really amazing! However, there are so many magic tricks in the cultivation realm, is he proficient in all of them?"

A voice came from one of the most marginal tables and said, "Jia Daoyou, you are lonely and unheard. Mr. Wei is proficient in the four methods of witchcraft, Taoism, Buddha, and demon, and has cultivated the four pure world flames with the power of one person. Hehe, this is in the cultivation realm, but there are no ancients before and no one after that!"

Jia Qianqiu's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise and said, "The Four Pure World Flames?" do you mean ......?"

The voice continued, "Yes! It's the 'Witch Heavenly Fire', the 'Samadhi True Fire', the 'Red Lotus Karmic Fire', and the 'Shura Demon Fire'. Hehe, you say, Mr. Wei's cultivation is not considered ancient and modern?"

"This Mr. Wei is really amazing! " Jia Qianqiu gave a thumbs up and praised repeatedly. For such a master, he admires it from the bottom of his heart.

Immortal swordsman Han Xinhan continued: "Well, what everyone said is good. Since Mr. Wei settled in this Yangxing Mountain 150 years ago, he has made a rule that only one person is summoned a day. There are so many of us here, and it seems that we don't know when it will be my turn, old man. ”

An elderly man with a big black mole on his face next to him sighed slightly, and said curiously: "Master Han, why did you come to this Yangxing Mountain? But also to ask Mr. Wei to refine a magic weapon?"

"Definitely. Han Xinhan smiled bitterly, untied the cyan long sword on his back, pulled it out and put it on the table, and said gloomily: "My 'Luoshui' sword was cut off when I was competing with others. I came to Yangxingshan in the hope that Mr. Wei could help me continue on. ”

"Broken?" Everyone was taken aback, in today's world, there are probably not many people who can cut off the Immortal Swordsman Han Xinhan's flying sword, right?

Jia Qianqiu stroked the body of the "Luoshui" sword, and praised it repeatedly: "Good sword, good sword!

Everyone in the tea house looked at Han Xinhan, wanting to hear who had such a great ability to cut off the flying sword of the fairy swordsman's hand.

Han Xinhan shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Hey, it's not Mo Xiaolu's girl, relying on the best flying sword refined by Mr. Wei, I want to try this flying sword in the old man's hand." Outcome...... It broke off as soon as it was chopped. ”

"Mo Xiaolu?" the cold arrogant man spoke again: "Is it the 'Rakshasa Sea' sect master, Mo Xiaolu, the daughter of Mo Qiantu?"

"Who else is there besides this girl!" Han Xin was coldly happy, and said with a smile: "Since Mo Qitu became the sect master, the 'Rakshasa Sea' has tried his best to restrain the disciples of the sect, and the relationship with the Daomen Three Days Sect has eased a lot. Mo Xiaolu's girl, how many young and handsome young heroes with good character proposed to his father, but she couldn't even look at it, she always liked to run around the world. ”

Everyone in the tea house was talking lively, and at this time, the sound of a flying sword breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and two figures, one in front and one behind, fell near the tea house.

The figure in front of him was a young man, covered in blood at the moment, his face was pale, and he looked seriously injured, and he should have barely supported himself before flying here. The one behind squinted, with a fierce look on his face, and said viciously to the young man: "Xiao, you have good qualifications, you have cultivated to the realm of a heavenly tribulation at such a young age. However, even if you escape to the edge of the sky, you can't escape from the palm of my three evils. As he spoke, he walked slowly towards the young man.

"Is he the Three Evils of Ba?" a female voice in the crowd exclaimed, "The master of the Second Heavenly Tribulation Realm, the Demon Swordsman Ba Three Evils?"

Although the immortal swordsman Han Xinhan had also heard of the name of the three evils of Ba, it was the first time he had encountered it at this moment, so he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and said in his heart: "The strength of this three evils should be on par with himself, but it's a pity that his 'Luoshui' sword has been broken, and he can't win him at all." This is Mr. Wei's territory, and if he lets Ba Sanevil fight here, I'm afraid Mr. Wei will be unhappy. I have to persuade a few words. ”

Thinking of this, Han Xinhan stood up and was about to open his mouth to persuade him, when suddenly an old woman walked out of the tea house and arrived in front of the three evils in a flash.

"What a speed!" Even the immortal swordsman Han Xinhan was shocked by the old woman's speed.

The old woman has a childish face, and she is the descendant of the "Ze" branch of the eight masters of the formation, and she is also the owner of this tea house.

Ze Po looked unkind, and said indifferently: "Mr. Wei has an order, Yangxing Mountain is within a radius of three hundred miles, and it is not allowed to provoke and fight in private." ”

The only eye of Ba Sanwei looked at Ze Po coldly, and scolded blatantly: "Wife, close your beak." What I want to do with the three evils, who else in the world can control it!"

Ze Po frowned, and was about to speak, when suddenly a black line cut through the void, straight into the heavenly spirit of the demon swordsman Ba Three Evils who had survived the Second Heavenly Tribulation.

"Boom-" There was a bang, and Ba San deteriorated into a filthy blood flower all over the sky.

A long black arrow was stuck in the ground, and the tail of the arrow "buzzed" and trembled.

"This is the 'Beacon Flame Arrow' of the 'Golden Ear Three Arrows'! It is Mr. Wei's magic weapon!" shouted a well-informed person in the crowd.

Except for Ze Po, everyone in Chaliao was shocked.

A demon swordsman who had already survived the Second Heavenly Tribulation was shot and killed without any resistance like this, what kind of cultivation was this!

And the injured young man had already knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Yangxing Mountain, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Wei......"

At this time, the surrounding heaven and earth aura rioted wildly, and a pillar of colorful light shot straight down Yangxing Mountain from the sky.

Wei's stunned voice resounded between heaven and earth: "Ze Po, in the future, you will be the 'Spirit Servant Palace Master', and the 'Heavenly Death Divine Bow' and the 'Golden Arrow Three Arrows' will be used by Bai Furong." The finished spiritual weapons of the 'Spirit Servant Palace' have a total of 1,387 pieces, most of them are superb spiritual weapons, you let the people under the mountain choose one at will, and then let them disperse......"

When everyone in the tea house heard this, they were all excited. The East China Sea scattered cultivator Jia Qianqiu, and he was even more happy.

"This is ...... 'Receiving Divine Light'!" Immortal Swordsman Han Xinhan looked at the pillar of colorful light, his eyes full of reverence: "Mr. Wei is about to ascend!"

Everyone in the tea house fell silent, and they all stared at Yangxing Mountain.

A tactful girl's voice sounded at the top of the peak: "Brother, you have to take care." Feng'er will work hard to cultivate and go to the fairy world to find her brother—"

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