"I don't like it, that's the demon in my eyes, of course I'm going to kill him. ”

The old fortune teller with a broken sail in the distance snorted and said, "What a domineering character, but if you only act on your own likes and dislikes, and your Dao heart will be crooked in the future, won't you become a reckless demon?"

Lu Shen said: "My sword heart is the heart of the Dao, and the sword heart is not covered with dust, so it will naturally not deviate. ”

"The disciples of the Sword Pavilion are really like this, they all look like they are the best in the world. ”

Chen Daoquan rolled his eyes, feeling very bored, turned his head and asked with a smile, "Apprentice, it's time for us to leave now." ”

This old fairy of Kunlun Mountain was unexpectedly doted and loved by Canghai Anemone, and even the tomb of Huiyun Zhenren personally helped her to follow the soil to decorate, without the slightest frame of the Taoist immortal of Kunlun Mountain.

Canghai Anemone has also gone from being at a loss at the beginning to being calm now.

She subconsciously looked at Lu Shen again.

The latter thought for a while and said, "When you arrive at Kunlun Mountain, you can take off the mask on your face." ”

Canghai Anemone suddenly turned red again, and whispered: "Actually, I'm really beautiful." ”

In the ignorant young woman, when dealing with her sweetheart, she subconsciously wants to show her best side.

The cultivators in the world all have a dusty and ethereal temperament, which is the benefit of the perennial heaven and earth aura to temper the body.

But there is a kind of immaculate body in the world, innate glass, clean and flawless.

And the women who had this kind of physique in the past, regardless of whether they were cultivating or not, were all peerless women in the top three in the world.

Peerless, without exception.

"I know. ”

Lu Shen nodded and said, "So you must practice hard and don't live up to your qualifications." ”

Canghai Anemone lowered his head slightly, and then asked, "But what if you don't know me next time?"

The old Taoist priest Chen Daoquan sighed heavily when he saw this scene, and only felt that the love between children and daughters was really a beautiful and troublesome thing, and he might be really old.

Canghai Anemone suddenly turned his head and glared heavily.

Chen Daoquan immediately coughed twice and looked into the distance with a serious face.

In the end, the two of them finally left, and disappeared in an instant.

Lu Shen stood quietly by the lake.

Canghai Anemone took two flying swords, childhood sweethearts.

And Chen Daoquan didn't do anything.

It's actually weird.

The other party came all the way here, there must be some purpose, and it must be more than what he said.

But Lu Shen only knew that the other party finally gave up the idea of attacking him, but he didn't know what the reason was.

What is it for, exactly?

Lu Shen frowned, the Demon Emperor Bai Qi had said something similar to his puzzling words at the beginning.

He thought to himself that it might have something to do with the rain that year, or even with the Lu family's mansion.

"You are Sword Pavilion Lu Shen?"

A calm voice rang out from behind.

It turned out that I don't know when, countless people appeared on the shore of the lake, all of whom were disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect.

A group of menacing young disciples surrounded Lu Shen, while many more chose to watch from a distance.

Lu Shen glanced at it, and then knew what it was.

There are actually many factions in the Cold Cloud Sect, and the relationship is complicated, but the clothes worn by the group of people in front of him can easily be seen to be the closed disciples of Yi Qiannan.

The purpose of their visit is simple.

Lu Shen killed their master, or more accurately, when Yi Qiannan died, their once high status suddenly fell to the dust, and this huge contrast made them move this dissatisfaction to Lu Shen's body.

"Even if you are a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, but my junior brother Lin Cheng was abolished by you and cultivated, and the second elder Situ Mo died tragically, this account must not be settled like this!"

The suave man in the long robe at the head said with a righteous face: "I don't care how noble your status is, and I don't care how friendly Senior Uncle Bai is with you, but even if the Cold Cloud Sect is in trouble now, I, Lu Yan, will not allow people like you to act recklessly in my sect!"

Filled with righteous indignation, it can extremely incite emotions, and the people around him seem to have inexplicably gained strength, and they have echoed and applauded.

Lu Shen lowered his head slightly, appearing a little silent.

The man named Lu Yan saw this scene with his eyes flickering, and his heart was relieved, thinking that it was indeed as he had guessed.

Due to the large number of factions in the Cold Cloud Sect, after the death of the sect leader Yi Qiannan, the status and prestige of his confidant disciple have received a lot of impact.

But at this time, it happened to be at the time of the shock of the alternation of sectarian power, and it was also a great opportunity for internal and external troubles.

As long as he can do something to establish his authority among the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect and stabilize his image and reputation, he will have endless benefits in the future.

And now Lu Shen, who is alone, has just become the best stepping stone on his way forward, although the name of the Sword Pavilion is big, but it is also a great help.

If this matter spreads within the sect, and he makes the second disciple of the dignified Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master bend his knees and admit his mistake, then his reputation of Lu Yan may still be resounding throughout the four states!

As for whether the other party is willing or not, within the Cold Cloud Sect, under the power of so many people, it must be a matter of nine out of ten.

The scheming methods of these royal people, when he was young, whispered to his father, who was an official in the Tang Dynasty, and he was very familiar with the road.

Lu Shen finally raised his head, seemed to be really a little curious, and asked, "So what?"

"Of course, I went to Lin Cheng's bed to confess my mistakes in front of Uncle Situ's grave and get their forgiveness. ”

The man named Lu Yan felt that the mallet seemed to be heavy enough, and then gave another piece of candy, and said softly: "As long as this is the case, my Hanyun Sect will naturally be able to live in harmony with the Sword Pavilion, and you and I can also call each other brothers and sisters and drink together." ”

"I finally know why the Cold Cloud Sect has become like this. ”

Lu Shen looked at the ruins in the distance and said seriously: "It's better for you not to build it, it will be destroyed sooner or later anyway." ”

Lu Yan's face turned cold, and a disciple behind him said, "What do you mean?!Insult me Hanyun Sect?"

As soon as the words fell, many disciples had unkind eyes and were about to move.

"Senior Brother Lu is saying that you wastes don't have the need to build a sect at all, don't you understand?"

In this case, another indifferent voice sounded from behind everyone.

"Look for death! dare to slander my cold..."

Lu Yan ignored the three words Senior Brother Lu in the other party's mouth, perhaps because his own side had a lot of power, he turned around suddenly, and the next moment, he immediately stood on the spot.

I saw that in the sky not far away, dozens of people stood in the air, their clothes fluttering, their swords majestic, and their sword aura soared into the sky.

Lu Yan trembled.

Dozens of sword cultivators with strong realms still possess such turbulent sword intent, so they naturally only come from one place.

A handsome young man glanced around and asked coldly; What did you just want to do?"

Feeling the killing intent that was not triggered, not only Lu Yan showed an embarrassed smile, but the disciples behind him who were originally menacing also dodged their eyes and did not dare to look at him.

Externally, the Sword Pavilion is not only in the Endless Demon Domain, but even in any sect in the world, the Sword Pavilion is famous for its domineering and short-sightedness.

The name of the tree shadow is just a look, and the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect are suddenly like schoolchildren who have been reprimanded by a strict teacher.

These invisible pressures are where the majesty of the Sword Pavilion has accumulated for thousands of years, and it is also the huge gap between the top sects and the first-class sects in the world, which cannot be seen or touched, but it is real.

"I heard that you want Senior Brother Lu to apologize to you cats and dogs?"

"You Cold Cloud Sect still want to live in harmony with my Sword Pavilion?"

"Do you still want to call Senior Brother Lu a brother?"

"Senior Brother Lu doesn't bother to take the initiative to deal with you, do you think he's afraid of you?"

The handsome man in the sky in the sword pavilion robe had a cold face, looked at Lu Yan, and said coldly, word by word: "Are you thinking of your Cold Cloud Sect as something, or do you think of yourself as something?"

Being so nakedly humiliated in front of the public, Lu Yan's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a step forward and said, "Your Sword Pavilion...."

A sword qi is like an arc moon, surging at the head.

Lu Yan didn't react at all, and the whole person smashed straight into the lake, the waves were turbulent, and blood was scattered on the surface of the lake.

After everyone reacted, it was already three breaths later, and then they all showed shocked looks.

"Just because you deserve to call me Sword Pavilion by name?"

The man at the head withdrew the long sword in his hand, and didn't say a word, he looked at the disgruntled Cold Cloud Sect disciples at his feet and asked, "Are you not convinced?"

Are you not convinced? The four words resounded loudly in the heavens and the earth.

There was silence.

Lu Shen had been looking at the stone mountain in the distance from beginning to end, and suddenly remembered that Shen Mohuang seemed to have said these four words back then.

It seems that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion are all of this kind of temperament.

He liked it, though.