Duckweed country, Dongcheng of Nanke County, a thirty-zhang high ancient acacia swaying, green leaves.

A sorcerer spittled out from under the tree, and dozens of idle people around him squatted on the ground with a smile.

After everyone threw a few copper plates, they were a little reserved and then talked about an old secret.

The man was dressed in gray cloth and hexagrams, and his robe was old and patched, like a dark plum embellishment, not only without a trace of despondency, but especially fairy.

High crown belt, clear face. The long white beard fluttered on his chest, and under the light vibration of the Taoist robe, he whirred, quite like a fairy wind and bones.

He flicked his sleeves a little, and said with a little emotion, "Last time, I said that the woodcutter went into the mountains to chop wood, watched people play chess for most of the day, and when he went home, he found that the vicissitudes of the sea and things were wrong, and then he suddenly realized, and truly realized that 'one day in the mountains, a hundred years in the world'." After this person sighed, he simply used the axe as a treasure, and then returned to the Lingshan Immortal Cave to take care of himself, as for whether he became an immortal in the end, the old Taoist did not know. ”

Someone immediately coaxed, "Chun Lao Dao, aren't you also a cultivator, why don't you know if the other party has become an immortal?"

The old Taoist named Chun Jiao Zhen Zhen said, "The old Taoist has not become an immortal, and he is not an omnipotent immortal, how can he observe the spiritual things of heaven and earth?"

Several people immediately laughed loudly, "Return the money, return the money!"

Chun quickly put away the dozens of copper plates in front of him, and snorted a few times, "Return the money? How is it possible, after listening to Lao Chun's Dao mantra and still want to return the money, you are not afraid of being struck by lightning?"

After joking a little, Chun Jiu coughed lightly, and the surroundings were suddenly silent, knowing that the heavy play was coming.

Sima Yuan's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, a locust tree spirit not only told a large group of ordinary people stories of ghosts, gods and demons in broad daylight, but the two sides seemed to be happy.

He raised his eyebrows, and just now he seemed to notice a strong cultivator's qi, suspected of the existence of the foundation building period.

His eyes were playful, and after a hint of a smile that seemed to be a smile, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, listening to the intention of the so-called barnyard tree spirit.

"Many years ago, somewhere in my duckweed country, where the county is located, there is an ancient sacred tree, the sacred tree is towering into the clouds, I don't know the geometric breadth, only know that the branches are luxuriant, covering the sky and the sun, there is no end, it can be described as a towering optimus."

Dozens of large countries thrive on top of the ancient trees, each with millions of people.

One of the country's name is called Huai'an, covers an area of several miles, stands in the fertile plains of the high mountains, is rich in spiritual ore, spar, agate and jadeite and many other strange things, there are big clans in the country, the Xiao family, the royal Ma family and the Xungui Zhao family, etc., there are Pei, Chen, Wang, Xu and other four pillar countries, as well as many feudal officials, can be called the peak!

However, the so-called prosperity must decline, and blessings and disasters will come.

Although Huai'an has sufficient resources, the greed of people's hearts is far from being measurable.

It is to conquer everywhere and plunder. Open and secret fights occur all the time, and bloody brawls are one at both ends every three days.

At this time, a great Confucian appeared out of thin air in the country, this person is erudite, knowledgeable, and almost a heavenly man!"

After Sima Yuan listened to it for a while, his face became more and more strange and weird, and the eyes that looked at the locust tree spirit were particularly strange. The story is good, it tells a story of a common people who lived in peace and became a world-famous Confucian after reading poetry and books, and his people were appreciated and hired as a concubine by the royal family, almost one step to participate in the court politics, and also made a series of big moves to support the people to rank in the court, eliminate the chaotic party silverfish, suppress the wealthy nobles, and divide the forces of all parties, until the final control of the government, the power of the world, but the story of a good death.

And what made Sima Yuan strange was not this kind of bluffing story, but the person this spirit said seemed to be very similar to the experience of a certain big man in his Zixiao Peak.

However, what is very different is that the person in the current world is a cultivator, and now he is in charge of the power of the sect, adjudicating the life and death of tens of thousands of disciples.

Sima Yuan thought of this, and suddenly a voice came from his ears again, "That great Confucian has a minion under him, named Lu Qinggui, who freely studies martial arts classics, and learns from others, he is proficient in the three masters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and his skills are almost the realm of a grandmaster. ”

Hearing this, Sima Yuan's eyes drooped slightly, and his face seemed to be thoughtful and groaning.

Half a ring, when the audience dispersed one after another, Sima Yuan got up and dusted lightly, and said with a smile,

"Thank you seniors for your doubts, the kid is polite. ”

The barnyard seemed to be startled, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Sima Yuan smiled slightly, and put away the 'sword talisman' sword intent that had just been deliberately revealed.

Chun Jian looked at it and forced a smile, "I don't know what the young man is about, if you want to hear the story, please come back tomorrow." ”

Sima Yuan smiled and said casually, "The predecessors live here, although they have enjoyed the Qingping Kingdom for many years of worship and sacrifice, but they are already tired of it, and they don't know if they have the intention of moving?"

He said with deep meaning, like the sound of mosquitoes and flies, "Good birds choose trees to perch, and the days of being so controlled by others, haven't the predecessors passed enough?"

Chun's smile stiffened slightly, okay, I wanted to throw a bait, but I ended up trapping myself.

He smiled kindly on his old face, and sighed softly, "I'm old, my legs and feet are not good, and I can't walk, I'm afraid I will live up to the young man's wishes." ”

Sima Yuan looked up with his back hand, the ancient acacia was towering and luxuriant, the branches and leaves were verdant, the breeze was coming, rustling.

He let out a voice of regret, "It's a pity, it's a pity that such a giant locust that has been nearly a thousand years old is about to be turned into ashes and destroyed for hundreds of years." ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge coercion enveloped Sima Yuan, and Lao Dao's face had already turned into gloomy and cold.

"You're threatening me?"

Sima Yuan chuckled, and after his smile gradually subsided, he said lightly, "Although I don't know who is behind you, I want to know that my Zixiao is secret and intends to sow discord, which is none other than the opponents of this faction, the Spirit Beast Pavilion and the Xuanyuan Palace. And Your Excellency is from a spirit background, so I think you must be from the Spirit Beast Pavilion. ”

Chun Qiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he simply waved his hand, and after a burst of green shade flashed, a layer of forbidden array enchantment quietly emerged.

With such words on his face, Sima Yuan secretly whispered to himself, "Everything has spirituality, not to mention that Daoist friends have become enlightened and become people in my generation, are you so willing to be enslaved and controlled?"

Chun's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly, "Hugh is talking nonsense."

It seems to be moving, and it is like a strong inward.

Sima Yuan said lightly, "Today you said that my Zixiao Venerable is secretive, it must not be long before the senior brother of the Demon Hall comes to arrest Daoyou, no matter how powerful you are behind you, can you compete with the entire Demon Palace?"

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if you win, you can escape from my Zixiao realm?"

Sima Yuan said meaningfully, "You must know that my Zixiao Three Thousand Sword Cultivation is not a bluffing thing?"

Chun's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

A chuckle suddenly sounded, "What a great existence my Dao Sword Peak is in person, it turns out that he is just a half-grown son who knows how to fake a fox. ”

Chun's expression was solemn, and he stood with a bow, and Sima Yuan slowly raised his head with a solemn expression.

But in the distance, he saw a short figure in a colorful flower dress standing in the air, and his person fell in one step and came to Sima Yuan, and at the same time, a blue short arrow suddenly approached.

With a wave of the sword light in Sima Yuan's hand, the short arrow was cut in two with a snort, and fell to the ground winding and twisting, twisting and twisting.

It is a colorful poisonous snake, the whole body is soaked with poison, and it is extremely green.

At the same time, a snorting sound sounded, and the ground was corroded into a small pit the size of a watermelon.

Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly felt cold, as if he was facing a great enemy.

The man seemed surprised in his eyes, and smiled disapprovingly, "It seems that you still have some skills."

Sima Yuan raised his head, "The people of the Spirit Beast Pavilion?"

The man fell ten zhang in front of Sima Yuan, on the edge of the barrier.

Sima Yuan's eyes seemed to have a deep meaning, and the old man lowered his head to look at the ants, and his face did not know sadness and joy.

The man smiled and said, "Liu Quan, of the Poor Dao Spirit Beast Pavilion, was entrusted by a friend of your faction to borrow your head for use. ”

Sima Yuan glanced at Lao Dao and sneered, "A half-step foundation building monk, plus an ancient Huai Jing, you can afford me." ”

Liu Quan smiled, "No way, who let you kill the foundation building period, I don't want to capsize in the gutter yet." By the way, don't try to escape, because you can't escape!"

After he smiled, with a wave of his big hand, several colorful rays of light flew quickly.

Sima Yuan had already sacrificed the Heavenly Sword before the other party made a move, and with a roar, the enchantment was smashed and torn.

At the same time, a restraining force suddenly came to his body, but he saw hundreds of ancient acacia rattans swept in all directions, like smart blue snakes, or wrapped Sima Yuan's feet, or wrapped around Sima Yuan's waist, or directly poked at his heart and lungs and other vital places.

Sima Yuan smiled coldly, turned his head and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you and I only have one chance, but we must seize it, otherwise you will have no chance to get out of trouble in this life." ”

Although Lao Dao is silent, he seems indifferent and difficult to be pryed.

Liu Quan's face sank, and his gloomy eyes swept the old way, and the other party trembled.

Although the locust tree spirit is not tempted, who can guarantee that it is really free of fluctuations?

Sima Yuan Huo Ran was stunned, and the sword light breathed around his body, shaking the rattan away, but he did not swing his sword and slash down.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at Liu Quan, and at the same time said sharply to Lao Dao, "Don't do it yet?"

The corners of Chun's mouth twitched, Liu Quan's offensive was already approaching, and he ignored Sima Yuan's smoke bomb.

Sima Yuan dodged while saying, almost angry, "What are you waiting for?"

The old barnyard had a dark face and burst into a shout, "Shut up!"

After just a few breaths, the three of them had already fought for dozens of rounds.

Sima Yuan's figure suddenly rose higher, and a sword light on his fingertips disappeared in a flash.

However, Liu Quan's face changed greatly, and he withdrew suddenly.

Sima Yuan Huo Ran turned his head and roared, "This is the moment!"

Chun's figure stiffened, and he looked at Sima Yuandi as if he was frightened and uneasy.

Sima Yuan turned sideways slightly, revealing an ancient mirror that was sticking to the branch of the ancient locust tree.

On the ancient mirror, the phantom of the turtle, dragon, tiger and phoenix is suspended in the air, flying and dancing.

At the same time, a huge absorption and extraction power burst out from above the ancient mirror.

Suddenly, dozens of wisps of essence demonic power crossed into the ancient mirror.

Chun Barnyard was almost full of liver and gall, his eyes were cracked with anger, and he roared, "Boy, you !! damn it."

Sima Yuan smiled coldly, and the idea came out, and the ancient mirror immediately became violently windy, and the power he absorbed suddenly increased.

Chun's face turned pale suddenly, "Stop, stop it!"

Sima Yuan looked at Liu Quan, who was teased by the fairy sword, "Give you a quarter of an hour!"

Chun's face changed, and he took a few steps back, and his face seemed to be cloudy and uncertain.

He suddenly screamed, and it exploded, and at the same time, a scream of pain sounded in extreme pain,

"Ah, spare your life, spare your life!!"

Sima Yuan's face sank, and he looked at Liu Quan, who was forced dozens of zhang away by the Immortal Sword.

The other party's face was gloomy, and he said resentfully,

"The little locust tree spirit, so bold, dares to betray the Lord and seek death!"

Sima Yuan raised his eyebrows, and immediately shouted, "If you succeed, you will always enjoy freedom, and if you lose, you will completely become a puppet in the hands of your peers, and you will never be able to turn over!"

"Hands-on !!"