Volume 2 Nanshan Enters the Mortal Tribulation Chapter 52 Standing and pretending to be forced is the deadliest

In the world of cultivation, people are different from each other, especially the characters who are more and more talented. β€”Epigraph

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The sword boats of Xuejian Mountain are arranged in threes, threes, and shuttles to the south, and the one where Qian Duoduo is located is on the far right in the last row.

At this time, the Qianyi Elder at the forefront transmitted his voice through the sword boat: "This time I went south, across three continents, five counties and eighteen cities, the road is long, and it will take ten days to reach the final destination, Nanmu City. ”

The disciples were in an uproar. No one expected the journey to be so far. At this time, I only heard Elder Qianyi continue: "The forces of all parties in Nanmu City have gathered, there are righteous paths, demon paths, and demon cultivators, all of them are forces participating in the secret realm, and you disciples must not act too arrogantly when they are in the bureau. ”

The crowd was speechless and agreed.

Many disciples began to meditate and meditate. Qian Duoduo is naturally no exception, he sent Qing Yuxin and Die Ling to the sixth boat, and the beautiful name is to break the mirror for himself and Chao Chengdao practice, otherwise how to meditate when surrounded by two big beauties all day long?

There were people everywhere, and he stood in the middle of the sword boat with his head up, quietly looking at the boundless sky, thinking about the past, looking forward to the future, and unconsciously it was like a dream.

The whirring sound of the wind blew in the sky, shuttling in the talisman of the sword boat, ethereal and unpredictable. They blow from their side, from their ears, roll up their bangs, and raise their white snow clothes.

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A day and two days passed, and he still stood like that, unshaken like a rock.

This phenomenon was naturally shocking, and the genius disciples of the various boats looked sideways one after another, pointing at the seventh boat.

The sixth boat is next to the seventh boat, and the female disciples of each peak are also in this boat. At this moment, Die Ling stood on the sixth boat and looked at the seventh boat from afar, looking at Qian Duoduo, his face was expressionless, and he did not have the innocence and ignorance at the beginning, he was pretty and shy, and some were just calm and indifferent.

Butterfly Ling opened the scroll in his hand and looked at it carefully, frowning slightly.

In the painting is a young man, a blue coat, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, short hair shoulder-length, and a quaint copper coin pendant hanging from his chest, which is Qian Duoduo.

Butterfly Ling was very puzzled, because from following Chao Chengdao to Jianxue Peak, and then to seeing Qian Duoduo, she carefully confirmed it again and again, but she did not find the key thing in this painting - the copper coin.

"Where did it go?" whispered.

"What is Sister Ling'er thinking?"

At this time, Qing Yuxin's voice sounded behind him, like a warbler's cry, full of ears.

Die Ling quietly put away the picture scroll, turned around and smiled, looked at each other with bright eyes, and returned to the appearance of the innocent and well-behaved girl, and said: "Sister Xin'er is here, Ling'er is watching Uncle Xiao's cultivation." ”

Qing Yuxin smiled slightly, rolled up her sleeves and came to her side. She is wearing the princess dress of the blue country today, the blue skirt robe is inlaid with a golden phoenix pattern, the green silk is scattered behind, and a gilded jade hairpin is inserted in part of the coil, she looks unspeakably expensive, graceful and luxurious.

Die Ling looked at her side face in a daze, and her cheeks were slightly red, and said, "Sister Xin'er is so good-looking." This compliment was sincere, she felt that the woman in front of her was really good-looking, even better than the flower fairy in their Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

Qing Yuxin said with a smile: "You girl is really good at talking, no wonder your master likes you so much, even the Yunkai Sword was given to you." ”

Butterfly Ling's cheeks turned even redder, and he whispered: "No, the master just thinks that the big sword feels more like a person in the rivers and lakes, so he asked me to be a sword disciple to take care of Yun Kaijian."

"In fact, in the master's heart, Yunkai Sword is the most important. "The butterfly spirit is ghostly.

Qing Yuxin was slightly surprised, and said, "What sword can compare to the peak master sword?"

"What!" Butterfly Spirit stretched out his small hand and pointed to the sword boat on the opposite side of the sky.

Qing Yuxin looked over and saw Qian Duoduo standing on the sword boat, carrying a mysterious long sword and a black iron broadsword. The knife was really big, eight inches wide and five feet long, and the silver-white blade was refracted with a chilling light. And Qian Duoduo sat cross-legged not far from Chao Chengdao, and the same big knife was stuck at his side.

Qing Yuxin was a little speechless, her eyes swept over and she knew that they were just two very ordinary weapons made of mortal iron, and said suspiciously: "Your master is in Yueyang City...... With this iron knife?"

Butterfly Ling smiled: "That's not it, the master said that this is called a pig-killing knife, which is used to cut small monsters, and you have to cut the Yunkai Sword in your hand to cut big monsters." ”

After a pause, she continued to mumble, "It's all ...... I learned it from my uncle. ”

Qing Yuxin: "......"

"Then can you understand your little uncle's cultivation?" Qing Yuxin asked.

Butterfly Ling shook his head, he hadn't seen the quaint copper coin on Qian Duoduo's body for two days, he stood there motionless like a fool, how do I know what he was going to do? Thinking about the consequences if this task was not completed, she was afraid for a while, and her face was not worried.

Qing Yuxin smiled casually at the worried look on her face, and said, "You don't have to worry, sooner or later you will step into the path of cultivation." ”

"And a young man like your junior uncle, although he doesn't have a spiritual root of cultivation, his formation talent is different, so what he does makes sense. ”

Qing Yuxin spoke, her eyes were shining, and her admiration was overflowing. Butterfly Ling could only seem to understand and nodded obediently.

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On the second sword boat was a disciple of the Netherworld Peak, Cheng Buxing stood on the sword boat and looked at the seventh boat, and said with a slight mockery: "Isn't the cultivation of monks all meditation and meditation absorbing the weather aura to temper the exercises and physical body, but our junior disciple is different! ”

"People just have to stand and stand and watch! ha. Look at it, look at it, if I'm afraid my neck will be sore. ”

Behind Cheng Buyue were some of his followers, and at this moment they were also echoing with disdain on their faces.

Qian Duoduo looked at it for eight days, motionless, and didn't even know when Qing Yuxin and Dieling secretly ran over.

At this moment, Qing Yuxin, Long Kaiyu, Mu Yang and a group of people stood in the distance, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

Butterfly Ling poked his little head out of the crowd and said, "Uncle Duoduo is not stupid, Sister Xin'er is so beautiful that I don't see him come over to take a look." ”

Qing Yuxin's cheeks flushed, glanced at her, and quietly looked at the standing figure in the distance, without speaking.

At this time, while meditating on Cheng Dao, he opened his eyes, only to see that the essence of his eyes flashed, as if countless clouds were born and dispersed, and the aura quickly gathered around his body, forming a mist-like swirling, and his scenery was magnificent, and he was shocked by the hush in all directions.

"This dynasty has to break the mirror. I remember that he was only in the early stages of condensation a few days ago. Some of the other disciples on the sword boat exclaimed in surprise. Even the first Elder of the First Boat woke up from the meditation and looked at the Seventh Boat with a look of praise on his face and nodded slightly.

After half a ring, the aura dissipated, and the eyes of the Enlightenment returned to their clarity. He got up and glanced at Qian Duoduo, who was motionless not far away, with a complicated gaze. Then he pulled out the pig-killing knife next to him and walked to the crowd behind him, and said Kuku: "I can feel that he should be contemplating something, and at a critical time, you should not go over and disturb him." ”

At this time, Long Kaiyu arched his hand and said: "This is nature. Of course, I have to congratulate my junior brother on the success of breaking the mirror!"

"Congratulations!" Mu Yang and the others also congratulated. Only Wang Twelve stood behind and looked motionless, looking at Qian Duoduo's side.

The little girl of Butterfly Spirit had already stepped forward and hugged Chao Chengdao's arm, which made the latter embarrassed, and her cold face was instantly embarrassed. While responding to everyone's congratulations, he made a face at the butterfly spirit.

Where is the butterfly spirit according to him, he hugs it tightly and doesn't let go, and he is very happy when he calls a 'little master'.

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In a short period of time, the Seventh Boat had already become the focus of attention.

"Look! What is that?!" Suddenly, another exclamation rang out in the sword boats. A disciple pointed to Qian Duoduo in the seventh boat and let out an incredible exclamation.