In the land of Liuzhou, there is a sect of cultivators called Liuguang Sect.

It is said that it was originally taken to mean the light of Liuzhou.

It's just that what he did later inevitably became a laughing stock.

But even if it is a laughing stock, it is also a laughing stock that many people can't hold or dare not hold.

Several people gathered together, staring at a superstitious letter transmitted with true qi in their hands, all of them looking nervous and serious.

"Isn't there really a time for my Streamer Sect to turn over?" someone shouted sadly.

"The leader of the world's Taoist sects, does he really want to give up his hand to Yu Qingjing? This is the luck and incense of the whole world! If you can hold it in your hand, the future generations will have no worries for thousands of years!"

"Don't you quarrel, what can you do? First there is Lin Dangqi, then there is Lin Linshan, and now there is an unknown boy, what can you do? Which one can you kill?"

But there are rumors that Lin Dangqi died in the bloody disaster in Xunzhou, and Lin Linshan also became crippled. Now that this kid is born, will it be the last hole card that Qingjingguan has been pressing in his hand?"

"Have you never seen Lin Dangqi's sword, or have you never heard of Lin Linshan's name? They all fell overnight? Do you think this is the heavens that are going to destroy the pure view, do you think this kid will not live long?"

"Maybe the whole Pure Meditation luck is on him?"

"If the Pure View Purple Lotus is not thanked for a day, and the Taizu is like a day and does not fall, how can he carry all his luck on a young man? Besides, this young man does not seem to claim to be a pure Guan person, and he may have nothing to do with the Pure View. ”

Lin Qingjing Lin Qingya confirmed without a doubt, and said that there was a short and fat boy...... I haven't seen it, but after hearing that the ancestor of Beishan died, his grandson went to the direction of Qingjingguan alone, according to the friendship between Lin Dangqi and the ancestor of Beishan, that kid may really be the grandson of the ancestor of Beishan. ”

"Don't speculate!"

"But you have to think about everything badly!"

A group of people were red-faced, and the scene was chaotic.

A sword is also mentioned in the letter. ”

One spoke, and everyone fell silent.

"How many swords like that are there in the world?"

Still silent.

"Lin Dangqi has one, can Lin Dangqi's temperament raise that kind of sword that is full of cold air? Li Jing'an of the Southern Spring Pond has one, but why should he give his sword to a hairy boy? Even if he himself is willing, his sword is probably not willing! Then in this world, who else can take out such a sword?"

Or silence.

This is an unsolvable question, more than anyone knows.

Yes, there are only a few swords in the world on the bright side, but the reclusive masters in this world don't know geometry, and the sword really can't find the history!

"To the south of the Northern Tomb, there is a Tianshan Mountain, and there is a Tianshan Sword Sect in the sky...... I heard that the disciples on the Tianshan Mountain are all proficient in the sword, just one of them, they are all masters among the masters, and their master is even more unpredictable, and he lives in the ice and snow all the year round, if it is him, maybe he can really raise that kind of sword!"

"No way. A man who had not spoken spoke all along.

As soon as he spoke, everyone looked at him.

Because he is the sect master of the Streamer Sect.

"The people on the Tianshan Mountain, I have seen it, his sword, not to mention the kid who met for the first time, even if it is me, I am afraid it will be difficult to control. ”

The sect master has always been arrogant, and if he can say such things, I am afraid that the other party really has unfathomable strength, so they all shut up and waited for the sect master to continue.

"I have seen him draw a sword with my own eyes, his realm is far beyond the power of the so-called saint, Rao is me, I dare not have any idea of challenging him, at that time, his opponent was a monk, but this monk did not even block the second sword. ”

"Later, I met him in the Cicada Forest in the Far West and was defeated. ”

As soon as the words came out, all four were shocked, and all of them were frightened.

Everyone knows what strength their own sect master has, not to mention anything else, just among the known powers in the world, it is enough to rank in the forefront, although it is difficult to distinguish between the strength and weakness of the powers, but the profound ones will be stronger no matter what.

That's it, still can't beat the monks of the cicada forest?

The monk of the cicada forest was once overturned by the swordsman of the Tianshan Mountains?

"Could it be that ......" everyone panicked, "is it a hundred miles?!"

The Streamer Sect Master shook his head and said, "I can't see it, but it's not so much a hundred miles as three feet." ”

"What's the explanation?"

"As long as the sword is in his hand, he is invincible. ”

"This ......"

Everyone looked at each other, this evaluation can't be said to be too high, it's already terrifying!

"It is impossible for such a person and such a sword to reach someone else's hands. Streamer Sect Master said.

In everyone's cognition, the strong are invincible, and it is impossible to leave at will.

This is certainly normal.

"You don't have to think about that. The Streamer Sect Master was very calm, "It's just a kid who has just met for the first time, what if Rao has that level of spirit sword, it's just a little ant." ”

"Sect Master, do you mean ......" someone was surprised and guessed something.

"Go ahead and try, it's time to kill. ”

"How do you try?"

"Zhang Xuan, you go for a trip, I'll tell you the specific reason. ”

"Yes. ”

Then, the Streamer Sect Master stood up and smiled softly.

People couldn't imagine why the sect master could still have the heart to laugh at such a time.

But he was just laughing.

"Duanyang Festival, have a good holiday!"

......

The boy was lying on a tree, the leaves were so thick that not even a little sunlight shone in the shade.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the leaves have not yet begun to fall.

But he was a little agitated, because below were two girls lying side by side.

If he accidentally falls asleep, rolls over, and falls, he might hit someone.

Maybe the two of them will be smashed together.

The two girls were also relieved, and after Zhang Tiansheng's friendly reminder, there was an extra sword standing up between the two of them.

Although it has a scabbard, think about falling from a tree to this sword......

It's horrible!

The little fat man Zhao Tianhao was driven far away under the tree next to him, and although he was wronged, he had to do it.

Zhang Tiansheng was thinking.

Thinking about the two people I saw yesterday, I don't know which one proposed to Lin Qingjing.

He didn't see any of it, the white rainbow was like substance, and it was flying too fast.

But he was very stressed, remembering that he was already a cultivator who could skillfully fly the sword at a young age, but he was only a new acquaintance.

Even if he is in the hall now, at least he still has the ability to fly into the sky......

What if I meet those two people now? I can't fight and I can't run away.

And I'm afraid that even if it is a sacrifice out of the abyss, it is unlikely that it will be able to fight with Irigen.

It is an extremely terrifying thing to enter the hall with the first acquaintance and cross a big realm.

It's like a child in a few years old stepping over the teenage age and directly challenging the twenties.

The power of a spirit sword is enough to make up for the heavenly trench!

But that's the end of it.

Under the Xuan, they are all mortals, and above the Xuan, they are immortals.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, so I could only shake my head and stop thinking about it.

Thinking about the little beggar at the beginning, in just a few months, he became an immortal in the eyes of mortals, or an extremely rich immortal, it is really quite emotional.

Zhang Tiansheng sighed.

I found that I wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

I can only think of ...... Gou Ri's life!

This is what their brothers often shout in the dilapidated ancestral hall, and no one shouts it now, and maybe not in the future.

Zhang Tiansheng suddenly found that his heart seemed to have become very light, his thoughts were very light, and his pain was also very light.

Only when there is a big shock, there will be a short period of mood swings, and in normal times, it will only be calm all the time.

This is the function of the Jing Jing Sutra, right?

At the beginning, Fang Tiangang asked him to take the Qingjing Sutra, maybe it was because of this effect of the Qingjing Sutra.

As long as the mood is very flat, then as long as you have the heart to suppress it and don't let the Demon Venerable bewitch your heart, you won't be taken away, right?

He didn't know, just guessed.

Quietly look down.

The faces of the two girls, quiet and cheerful, were side by side, each with a pleasant smile.

That's great.

Qingjing suddenly opened her eyes, still smiling.

"What are you looking at?"

Entering the realm of the mysterious, the divine sense is through the mysteries, too keen!

"Didn't see anything. Zhang Tiansheng hurriedly lay back, but his heartbeat was unconsciously faster.

This man is eighteen years old, how can he still change?

How is it getting better and better?

Thinking about it, Zhang Tiansheng laughed unconsciously.

"Still laughing, what are you laughing at?" came the girl's voice again.

"Laugh at your good looks!"

"Yo, your mouth is sweet. ”

"That's it!"