Ning Caisang may be a newborn calf, but the old servant of the Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivator is well-informed, this time he went down the mountain, not only to take Ning Caisang to practice, but more, he knows many secrets that even Ning Caisang doesn't know.

Long Street.

Xiao Changhe is beating Zhao Xiaohu violently.

Yes, it's a violent beating.

The stone grinder weighing more than 1,000 catties smashed on Zhao Xiaohu's body over and over again, and the stone slabs on the long street that were shaken by the violent impact flew everywhere.

The Vajra Realm, and the golden body is not broken, how can it be so easy to destroy?

Zhao Xiaohu's face was twisted and deformed, his body was about to be smashed, and drops of golden blood flowed out.

Seeing this scene, the old servant of the Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivator was a little distressed.

How difficult is it for a monk to cultivate, if a sect cultivates a monk with excellent talent, every time it breaks through a realm, it has to exhaust countless resources, and it also has to be timed properly, plus a certain opportunity, to be able to break through, not to mention, it is the Vajra realm that is holy in the flesh?

"These people in Immortal Town typically occupy the pit and don't!" Ning Caisang's heart was broken.

As an authentic mountain person, she is also the niece of the sect master of the Qingyun Sword Sect, one of the three major sects in Lotus Leaf Continent, and she is not a lonely person, but after coming to Immortal Town again, everything here subverts her cognition.

In Immortal Town, everyone is a monk.

It's just that what makes her strange is that the cultivation of the people here is not high, and they are all deliberately suppressing the cultivation.

Walking from the ferry to the mayor's mansion, Ning Caisang saw with his own eyes that in the farmland of the town, rice was planted in the fertile land, but the messy weeds in the rice field were immortal grasses full of aura, if these were placed in the outside world, it would be enough for people to fight for it.

And Ning Caisang watched with his own eyes distressed as the residents used cheap hoes to get rid of those priceless fairy grasses one by one and died in the rice fields.

Tyrannical Creatures!

And almost every resident, there are all kinds of fruit trees planted at the door, one by one crystal clear spirit fruits, if the monk eats them, at least two less Jiazi, but in Immortal Town, these fruits will only rot on the trees.

And the so-called lowest immortal brew in Immortal Town is brewed with Houshan Lingquan.

Rob?

Inexistent.

Immortal Town has its rules, if outsiders dare to rob regardless of the rules, then they have their own laws of heaven and earth so that they have no return, not to mention, the old demon in Lishui, who is barely a guy who protects the divine beasts in Immortal Town, must let these robbers die in Lishui.

"The lotus leaf island in the wind is named after the lotus leaf that resembles the lotus leaf, and the fairy town is exactly in the center of this lotus leaf, which is the so-called lotus heart. "Heaven and Man Realm Sword Cultivation said a word to break the heavens.

Ning Caisang had a complicated mind.

It's obviously a treasure mountain, but you can't take a penny, this feeling is like a man with strong blood who takes off his pants, but finds that the beautiful woman turns out to be a man dressed as a woman.

This moment.

Long Street.

Zhao Xiaohu was covered in golden blood, his skin was ulcerated, and he was no longer human.

And Xiao Changhe still smashed Zhao Xiaohu with a thousand-pound stone grinder, and none of the onlookers dissuaded him, and even, the old man who whipped Zhao Xiaohu with a rattan before showed a slight smile.

Not to feel like Atlas any longer.

Ning Caisang and Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivators walked over slowly.

Finally, Zhao Xiaohu's original golden blood began to slowly dim, and his broken body was healing rapidly, his golden face slowly became ruddy, and the blood began to turn blood red.

Xiao Changhe breathed a sigh of relief.

The gloomy eyes regained some softness.

He finally stopped.

Zhao Xiaohu stood up, a little sad, Xiao Changhe said that he would be beaten to two realms, there was absolutely no ambiguity, and his unbroken golden body was brutally disabled.

Xiao Changhe stretched his waist and looked at Su Xiaohong.

Rumble!

Su Xiaohong, who was originally watching the excitement, turned pale in an instant.

Sou!

Su Xiaohong suddenly sacrificed a three-foot wooden sword, lightly jumped on the sword body, dressed in red, and danced with the wind.

"Xiao Changhe, there is still chicken soup stewed on the stove at my house, go first. ”

A red dress rose into the air, the wooden sword broke through the sea of clouds, Su Xiaohong's imperial sword went away, the sky was clear, the wooden sword rippled layer by layer, that woman, like a female sword fairy, her posture was chic, wanton and wanton.

Xiao Changhe, who was born with divine power but had no cultivation, looked helpless, and finally could only look at the sky where Su Xiaohong was far away, and roared viciously: "Su Xiaohong, if you dare to be promoted to Land Sword Immortal, I will break your legs." ”

"Break your legs, do you support me, Xiao Changhe?" Between heaven and earth, there was a girl's grin.

The red dress has disappeared into the sky.

At this moment, Ning Caisang and Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivators, who came slowly, twitched the corners of their mouths.

Land Sword Immortal?

Are you a cabbage?

In the entire Lotus Leaf Continent, there are no more than five strong people in the realm of earth immortals, all of them are old antiques that have not been born, and even some have not appeared for tens of thousands of years.

And the veritable earth immortal, who still appears in people's eyes, is only the close attendant of the Son of Heaven of the Daling Dynasty, who is now gray-haired.

Xiao Changhe glanced at Ning Caisang and the Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivator, did not speak, turned around and walked back to his yard, Zhao Xiaohu, who was beaten and fell, gritted his teeth and followed Xiao Changhe.

In the courtyard, Xiao Changhe brought out a pot of fish in sour soup and two bowls of rice.

Zhao Xiaohu, who had just been beaten to the point of being scrapped, turned his grief and anger into food, viciously cooked three bowls of rice and ate a fish.

Xiao Changhe chewed slowly.

Ning Caisang and Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivator stood honestly in the courtyard, without asking or speaking, just waiting quietly, not in a hurry, not annoyed.

"Strangers, don't you know that it's rude to watch people eat" Zhao Xiaohu was born with a hatred for outsiders that came out of his bones, and his tone was not polite at all.

Ning Caisang solemnly saluted and said, "The mayor asked us to come to Xiao Changhe!"

Xiao Changhe frowned, put the chopsticks on the table, raised his head to look at Ning Caisang, and said after a while: "What are you doing?"

"When you go into the mountains, you need a guide. "This time it was the old servant of the sword cultivator who spoke.

"What to do?" Xiao Changhe asked again.

"Dragon hunting!" said the old servant.

Xiao Changhe's eyes narrowed into the most dangerous pinhead, his fingers lightly tapped on the table, took a deep breath, and asked, "Origin, identity." ”

"Qingyun Sword Sect, Hanshan Temple, Chaoxia Island. "Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivation.

Xiao Changhe stared at Ning Caisang, the lion opened his mouth, and said, "I want you to carry that half-immortal soldier on your back!"

Bang!

like thunder on the flat ground.

The coercion of the Heavenly and Human Realm Sword Cultivation swept over the mountains and seas.

At this moment, the drunkard young man who had no cultivation, but was born with divine power, stood up suddenly, and the clothes on his body were torn inch by inch.

"Heh......"

The drunkard boy chuckled, full of sarcasm.