When the two of them finished tidying up the messy battlefield around them, the night gradually fell, and at the beginning of the moon, there was a silver frost on this huge mountain peak, and the unique "purple gold firefly" of Qingyu Prefecture also wandered in the mountain, as if lighting a lamp belonging to a small beast in the shadow of this black and inky shadow.

I have to say that this "Lingbao Peak" is worthy of being one of the most beautiful peaks in the thirty-two peaks of the Sword Feather Gate, the Sword Feather Gate is from the ancient times a strong sword cultivator who participated in the creation of the sword was created, this gate was once very prosperous and even almost became the first sect in the entire Qingyang Continent, at that time the sect was even more standing above the heavenly capital, and because of the baptism of the catastrophe, it gradually buried, countless strong people fell, and the inheritance of the exercises was gradually forgotten. Only this small branch is left to continue its former glory.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Jian Chenmeng walked out from a small grass hut next to the golden treasure pavilion with two pots of spring flower brew

"Pillar, come on, let's have a drink again today, you kid is not quite able to drink, I drank most of the last time, you came, but you can't do much!"

Jian Chenmeng smiled and took out two small bowls on the small stone table, opened the jar and poured wine by himself.

Li Tiezhu cupped his forehead with a helpless expression: "Big brother, you still have to worry more about how to make a comeback! ”

"Isn't that kid just because of his father's cow criticism, not to mention robbing you of a good opportunity to go to Qingyu Prefecture to show your talents, the key is to frame you for conniving at the thief to steal the treasure pavilion many times!" 。。。。。

Tie Zhu chattered endlessly for Jian Chenmeng while drinking, but Jian Chenmeng's stomach became clear from the two bowls of wine, and then asked with a puzzled face: "Zhuzi, why don't you let me show my true realm strength, but let me be suppressed at the peak of foundation building?"

Li Tiezhu took a sip of wine before he said slowly: "You are stupid, you are stupid, judging from the point where I have been immersed in online novels for many years, geniuses who make rapid progress often receive boxed lunches early, in saying that, ordinary people from the beginning of the cultivation path normally look at the foundation every five years, but the first level of the pill is the beginning of testing whether you are really destined for the immortal road, just comprehending the condensation pill is enough for ordinary people to comprehend for decades, even if it takes five or six years to take drugs every day." ”

"But you're different, this is simply the protagonist's aura! If I'm not mistaken, you've been practicing for six years, right? Jindan Peak! What kind of concept? It's comparable to the existence of all kinds of demonic physiques!"

"Our little sword feather gate has a nineteen-year-old Jin Dan in the horns of Qingzhou that no one can look at all! I am afraid that the whole Qingzhou will be a sensation! Although such a genius has come out of this poor countryside, although it is possible to soar into the sky and enter the wealthy family, it may also lead to the disaster of death, you see that my wave of analysis is over!"

Jian Chenmeng nodded thoughtfully, this person is really weird when he speaks, in fact, he doesn't understand very well if there are words, such as the protagonist's aura, online novels, and box lunches,,?!

But I was relieved to think that Tie Zhu liked to talk nonsense as soon as he was drunk, so the two of them drank for a long time, and their faces turned a little red, and the midnight wind mixed with the cry of summer cicadas filled this slanting peak.

This is not interesting just by drinking, why don't I tell you about this Sword Feather Gate, Jian Chenmeng hiccuped and said with a little confusion in his eyes: "The thirty-two peaks of this Sword Feather Gate, each one is big and small, and it is extremely large, towering into the clouds, but it was cut off by someone with a sword All the thirty-two giant peaks were cut off at the waist, and it is rumored that the cut surface is as smooth as a mirror, and then this magnificent Sword Feather Gate was built later......

Although Li Tiezhu was a little drunk, he listened to it with great interest when he heard this, and his heart kept stirring: "it, when can I be so powerful...... This is really a bit of an expectation, don't lose by dying, don't lose hahaha"

After hearing this, Tie Zhu also decided to chat with the only iron buddy he came to this alien foreign land: "Brother Meng, let me tell you, I'm not actually from this world... Anyway, it's from a star far away, and the people there are all mortals, but everyone yearns for the life of your monks here, just because their lives are so boring and reluctant, I am a mortal there, and I really didn't expect to even go home all night to be so bad. Tut-tut, but it made me come here by mistake, and I just happened to run into Jianyumen, let's really fate, brother" After saying that, Li Tiezhu seemed to remember his relatives who were far away from the billions of stars, and his eyes flashed a touch of gloom. But this made him even more determined to practice, in order to go home!

"So, Pillar, you're from another star field, no wonder what you say is always like that. Exquisite," Jian Chenmeng suddenly realized.

In this world, there are often strong people who will bring their juniors to various star fields to experience and develop, so Jian Chenmeng was not too surprised when he heard it, because some star land life customs are not the same at all.

"But your cultivation talent can also be called a demon, in just three years, you have stepped into the peak of foundation building, I heard that you still have the sign of Ning Dan!" Jian Chenmeng also didn't understand this person's cultivation method very well, and he only saw him molesting the little junior sister and senior sister of the same sect all day long, and he was taught and punished to think about it a lot, or he came to visit himself all day long, who was demoted to the peak and ridiculed by his peers, and he also broke through the foundation building in one fell swoop in this unwilling situation, and even stepped into the peak of Jindan, and it was also in the three years that he was punished to guard the treasure pavilion. Because the Sword Feather Gate is gradually lonely, there are no good things in the Treasure Pavilion, and no one cares about it all year round, so naturally no one knows about the Sword Dust Dream when it breaks through.

But Jian Chenmeng has had a lot of contact with Li Tiezhu, and he has seen it very lightly, in his words, it's just the end of the mix!

With the Qingzhou Sword Conference coming, Jian Chenmeng's heart has been faintly unwilling since the last time he was ridiculed by the little female thief, and it should be me who fights in place of Jian Yumen.

At this time, the Yunhai Peak among the thirty-two peaks in the Sword Feather Gate was located where the disciples in the sect lived only because it was high among the clouds, and the sea of clouds was often surging, and the air was pleasant.

At the edge of the mountain in Yunhai Peak, far away from the disciple's residence, two men were watching the bottomless cliff standing quietly at their feet.

One of them is obviously middle-aged, his temples are slightly pale, although the furrows on his face look like a calm and atmospheric appearance that has gone through vicissitudes, and he deliberately reins in the extremely terrifying aura of the Yuan infancy, but the greedy essence in his little eyes that can't be hidden all hints that this is a delicate old fox.

A man beside him was apparently his son.

The appearance seems to be righteous and awe-inspiring, but there is a faint black mole under the corner of the eye.

With the faint smile that often hangs on the corner of his mouth, who else could Li Mingtian and his son be?

His father, Li Yaotian, is the great elder of this Sword Feather Sect, and he once climbed to this position with his resourcefulness and ruthless means, except for the master of the sect, who can compete with him?

With that supernatural "Shocking Dragon Yin" sword move, he became famous in Qingzhou.

Li Yaotian stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "Ming'er, in a little while, it will be the four-year sword cultivation competition in Qingzhou, as long as you can perform well in the big competition, you will be able to enter those great sects that are not much stronger than this little sword feather sect!"

"Don't worry, this Qingzhou faction sword cultivation is rare, and outstanding geniuses are even more unheard of, the sword dust dream that is slightly better than you in the door has been suppressed by me, and no one cares about it, even if he participates in the selection within the door, but you can rest assured."

"Please rest assured, Daddy, this year, my cultivation has made rapid progress, mostly relying on various elixirs in the door, that Jian Chenmeng has been demoted to a disciple outside the gate, and there has been no elixir to support his cultivation in the past few years, I am confident that I will defeat him completely!" Li Mingtian smiled faintly, but the disgust in his eyes was indeed not concealed at all.

"Sword Dust Dream?。。 Go be cannon fodder hahaha"