Zhuang Pavilion went to Qixia Temple, there was an old monk sitting on the bluestone steps, the old monk was sorting out the diseased leaves on the peach tree, the old monk saw the old man coming, grinned and said: "Very lucky, not dead." ”

Zhuang Ting laughed, walked up to the old monk step by step, cut down the peach tree in front of the old man with a knife, and said with a smile: "That's true." ”

The old monk let out a long sigh, but he was not angry, as he had done before, and when she was angry, he would patiently persuade instead of getting angry. The old monk slowly said that the peach tree cut off by Zhuang Ting was picked up and thrown under the persimmon tree, although "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust" The Buddha is very good, but in the end it is not suitable for this world, in the world or the great monk of the god show "the body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, do not make dust" to be more appropriate. As for the old monk's heart, it may be that the image of "sunset perch" is not good, whether it is a heavy Buddha or a heavy emperor have been to the Zijin Temple on incense, but once never settled in Qixia Temple, although the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, but who wants to be a skinny camel? Although he is born, the old monk is not willing to be a skinny camel. The incense of Qixia Temple has always been inferior to Zijinguan, if the peach tree blocks the mountain road so that the pilgrims do not want to go up the mountain to burn incense, then how is it good?

As for the deeper reason, when she was young, she came to his house as a guest, but the naughty nephew of the eldest brother's family dragged the tree girl in front of the door, she went back with a sword, and then got along with her depending on him has been cautious, but it didn't help, I haven't seen her for many years, if she didn't want to enter the temple because of a peach tree stopped here, what should she do?

It was just a small peach tree, and there were not a few fallen peach leaves, and the old monk had nowhere to put his hands and feet after picking it up, so he asked, "Do you want to go into the temple and sit down?"

The white-haired Zhuang Ting agreed without shaking his head, not to mention that now that she nodded, if the white-bearded old monk hadn't been too senior in the temple and had too much qi cultivation kung fu, he would have almost jumped up.

The two old men went up the mountain step by step, in the Hebi Sword Sect Zhuang Pavilion since the day she went up the mountain until now, she has always taken a few steps, step by step is not nothing, but there are very few, plus after getting older, she has almost forgotten it, it is estimated that she can count it with one palm!

The old monk rarely went out of the temple since he came to this mountain gate, and today he just wanted to get closer to her, but he was afraid of getting too close, so he gave up when he left the temple and did not continue to go down. As before, although she was so focused at the east gate of Ruyang City that she didn't have time to look at him at all, he only dared to pull the leaves and peek. Similarly, the old monk has not climbed the steps so seriously since entering the mountain gate.

Zhuang Ting knew the thoughts of this old horseman, if she was thirty years younger, she would definitely dismantle it mercilessly, but now that she is older, everyone is already riding on the coffin board, there is no need for that, stay a little longer, stay a little longer, now she and he are not in a hurry.

Zhuang Ting thought so, but the old monk was a tendon, and he didn't know which dog in the temple he had lived to in his life, so he muttered: "Didn't Miss Zhuang see that the old monk just wanted to stay with you for a while?"

The little woman with long hair and gray hair stomped her feet angrily, and she stepped seven or eight steps in a negative step, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and she had no intention of waiting for the old monk at all.

The old monk let out a long sigh, stopped and thought about it, thinking about which sentence he had just said wrong, or whether it was not right at all, but she had too many associations, her temper was very big, and it was a matter of course for him to think that she had a great temper, genius, how can you call it a genius if you don't have a temper? He once gave her a thumbs up about going to the Hebi Sword Sect to practice swords, but unfortunately she didn't turn her head to look.

Zhuang Ting, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and asked: "You still often recite the sentence 'Buzz, Buzz, the leper family invited me to be a matchmaker, cattle and gold, silver, horses, and powder, silk and satin, a few large bundles, will the young lady be willing?"

The old monk laughed, she looked back at him, and she remembered that he hated the guy surnamed Lai. The old monk smiled: "The surname Lai is fighting with Baili Qingqing, are you afraid that he will die?"

Zhuang Ting almost couldn't help but hand a sword to the old monk's neck, and said angrily: "So what?"

The old monk smiled, this time, he hid more grievances in his heart

Finally calmed down, never so happy.

Zhuang Ting said indifferently: "Be happy, then I'll go." ”

After Zhuang Ting finished speaking, he turned around and went down the mountain, for her, it only took one step to go down the mountain.

The old monk was now sad again, let out a long sigh, flew down the mountain to catch up with her, and asked, "You won't be going to help him, will you?"

Zhuang Ting said angrily: "Can you fucking speak? Besides, the old lady needs to tell you when she goes to help him?"

The old monk laughed, satisfied to go up the mountain, step by step, on the steps of the mountain, he looked forward to the next meeting.

Outside the east gate of Ruyang City, the withered swordsman who blocked the road had already fought with Baili Qingqing for dozens of rounds, and for three consecutive days, Baili Qingqing had already been at the end of the strong crossbow, and at this time he had been injured in many places, seven light and one heavy, and the heavy one was on the waist.

As the saying goes, a woman's waist and a man's head, one can't touch the other, Baili Qingqing's left waist was touched by a dry swordsman surnamed Lai, the top of the head of a dry swordsman surnamed Lai was also patted by Baili Qingqing, and the waist of a hundred miles Qingqing stabbed by a dry swordsman surnamed Lai with a sword, Baili Qingqing was also patted with a sword on the top of the head of a dry swordsman surnamed Lai.

The withered swordsman who was suffering from white spot touched the top of his head, squinted at the blood stains on his fingers, and hooked the corners of his mouth at a playful angle, until now, the injuries and consumption of the two were actually about the same.

The two of them, forty feet apart, ran forward in the air at the same time, and then there was a collision of long swords, and the two of them collided fiercely, and the battle had almost reached a white-hot level by now, and neither of them left any spare strength to deliberately cover the rain, so the rain fell on their long hair, clothes, and swords. Both of them held swords with both hands, and the two of them were bounced back immediately after the long sword touched, and the Baili Qingqing who was bounced back held the sword in his right hand and was a foot in front of him, while the swordsman surnamed Lai did not change much, as before, holding the sword with both hands, and the tip of the ancient long sword was facing down.

Baili Qingqing's face has not changed much, it has always been light and light, since he lifted the sword, he has not used a sword when he has not used a sword, but the withered swordsman surnamed Lai is different, the withered swordsman who was rickety before did not know when he straightened his waist, and the withered swordsman no longer had the previous relaxed look, and he gritted his teeth.

Before she became famous in the rivers and lakes, no one had heard of Baili Qingqing, and no one knew that there was a sword named "Single Fu" on the rivers and lakes. The dry swordsman surnamed Lai once wanted to become famous in one fell swoop, but his opportunity was not very good, and he met Baili Qingqing when he appeared, an invincible female sword immortal, killing with a sword, killing a sword with a sword, and killing a sword immortal with a sword, both of them worked very hard.

The dry swordsman surnamed Lai muttered in his throat, and said in his throat: "Baili Qingqing, don't be bent on death." ”

Baili Qingqing chuckled and said, "What if you are bent on death, your predecessor will take me a move!"

The dry swordsman surnamed Lai held the sword up with both hands and put it under his armpit, and asked, "What's the name of that move?"

Baili Qingqing said softly: "The sudden snow stops." ”

The dry swordsman surnamed Lai said, "Good name." ”

Baili Qingqing drew a large circle in front of him with a single rune sword, and the raindrops within ten zhang of the big circle instantly turned into cold crushed ice particles.

The dry swordsman surnamed Lai squinted his eyes, the sword is just a three-foot long sword, and the sword moves only need to be used with a three-foot long sword, so there is no need to be so bells and whistles.

The crushed ice particles did not twist into an ice arrow, to be precise, there was no change in the morphology of so many crushed ice particles, but they rotated rapidly inside, and after three breaths, all the crushed ice particles fell apart and became smaller particles, and after three more breaths, the broken ice particles exploded again, and once again became finer particles.

The face of the dry swordsman surnamed Lai in front of him gradually became solemn, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart, whether he could take this sword, but this trace of doubt was immediately dispelled by him, this time he entered the WTO, he came to the first place in the world, although he had the certainty of victory, but he was enough to marvel at Baili Qingqing's technique, he didn't know how small the ice particles were to be, and he was suddenly curious about under what circumstances Baili Qingqing's move was realized.

When the withered swordsman surnamed Lai thought about it, time passed for as many as nine breaths, and the development of the sword move did not deviate from the withered swordsman's expectations, all the small ice particles exploded three more times, becoming even smaller, in that narrow space closed with sword qi, the previous thousands of ice particles had become hundreds of thousands of small ice particles, and that space had now turned into a milky white dense fog, as if the ice cubes had become as small as fine raindrops in the fog.

The dry swordsman surnamed Lai waited for nearly twenty breaths, and the hundred miles of Qingqing laded the single rune sword, and it was muddy

Her body trembled, her hands couldn't help but hold her knees, but she endured the injury of running out of oil, and the single rune sword in her right hand gently swung forward, and the sword array composed of millions of fine Xiaoice particles ten feet long smashed towards the swordsman surnamed Lai in front.

Baili Qingqing, who handed over a sword that touched the Heavenly Dao, had a sallow face, as if there was a small layer of oil and water at the bottom of the lamp, but the wick of the single rune sword could no longer absorb it and lit it. After Baili Qingqing's sword was handed out, she didn't care about it, in fact, she didn't have any energy to take care of it, she fell from the sky, and when she was about to touch the surface of the Liuli River, the single rune sword in Baili Qingqing's hand had already been taken off, and she no longer had the strength to hold the sword.

The single rune sword automatically went to the soles of Baili Qingqing's feet as if recognizing the master, and rushed to the east gate of Ruyang City with Baili Qingqing, and in a breath Baili Qingqing arrived at twenty zhang outside the east gate of Ruyang City, and the single rune sword she stepped on under her feet had exhausted the last bit of her majestic qi, and now it was the real sense of the oil running out.

On the side of the withered swordsman surnamed Lai, when Baili Qingqing's move smashed at him, the defensive move of splashing water did not have any effect at this moment, because those broken ice, which was already as thin as a hair, was more penetrating than wind and water, and the withered swordsman could only block half of the ice particles, and the other half pierced his body almost instantly.

The withered swordsman who fell from the sky had no regrets, he was glad that he was able to block half of the broken ice, to be precise, he was a little conceited, he knew that this move was not like the human world, but beyond humanity, touching the wisdom of the Shinto, so he died without loss, and even happy that he could gain insight before he died.

Twenty zhang away from the east gate of Ruyang City, Baili Qingqingqiang stood still with a sigh of relief, and asked the head of the city: "Can the century-old rules in Ruyang City be changed?"

Shi Qingya, who was standing at the head of the city, ignored the trespassing, and stood in front of Emperor Qin and Yang Zhi, and said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "Courage is commendable, it's accurate." ”

Under the thunder of the sky, the hundred miles of Qingqing and the single rune sword dissipated between heaven and earth, and the monstrous weather luck that was enough to soar to the emperor immediately dissipated in the nine counties, and Yang Zhi, the illegitimate son of the near water tower, also received a piece of atmospheric luck, and the three people on the city tower bent down slightly to send the woman the sword fairy on the last journey.

The old Taoist of Xuankong Mountain, who rushed to persuade him, sighed, gathered the broken soul of Baili Qingqing and said, "You girl is really not worry-free. ”

Baili Qingqing, who only had half of the remnant soul, smiled and pleaded, "Protect Liu Yi well." ”

When Liu Yi Qingjing was mentioned, he was angry, and said angrily: "I'm not available." ”

Baili Qingqing was not reluctant, and asked, "Is the Xinfeng wine I drank in Shanshui Village really fake?"

Qing Jing was stunned, this girl asked what she was doing before she died, and replied, "I don't know, after all, I haven't been there." ”

Baili Qingqing asked again: "What about the Xinfeng wine of Xinfeng Distillery?"

This Qingjing knew the answer and replied, "False." ”

Baili Qingqing knows the answer, then it's all fake!

The old way left, Baili Qingqing smiled bitterly, did not go to the gate of reincarnation, and the soul dissipated in the heaven and earth, which is the last pride that a female sword fairy should have.

The old Taoist priests who were meditating in Xuankong Mountain were disturbed again, and they woke up and said straight to a pity, and the Shenxiu monk said the Buddha and fell silent.

Liu Yi, who was drinking tea in the small courtyard, was writing to Meng Yanchen, he wanted to inquire if Meng Yanchen had any news about the Baili girl, and he felt the wooden sword on his waist tremble during the writing, but he didn't care, thinking that it had hit the foot of the table.

The little Taoist boy in the library building of Salu Mountain didn't want to read today, and he still got up early in the morning, and Han Dou on Suyang Peak was instantly distracted and was pulled back to reality by a roar.

Lin Yan, who was in the farmhouse, said goodbye to the sky and wanted to sleep lazily.

Duan Baosheng, who was wading through the mountains and rivers in the original Lu County, looking for dragons and gold, looking at qi points, and tasting sand, seemed to feel something, sat down with a buttocks, put the Chuntong Qin cross-legged on his knees, and stroked the qin for a song, not pan or scattered, and completely pressed the sound.

Xie Sanqiu, who was in charge of the overall situation in Changchu Palace, was lucky, closed his eyes and said, "I admire." ”

Chi Chongfeng asked, "What's the matter?"

Xie Sanqiu said with a painful expression: "The rivers and lakes in the future will be another big year, and Baili Qingqing died outside Ruyang City. ”

When he appeared, he was as famous as Baili Qingqing, and now his reputation has declined a little, Chi Chongfeng, who is exquisite, knows the autumn and mutters: "I'm not as good." ”

Du He, who was bitterly persuading Li Baiyao next to Qinshui, said with a straight face: "Baili Qingqing is dead. ”

Li Baiyao looked at the twelve students outside the window, but couldn't listen to anything, and Du Heli had no choice but to leave.

The rules of Ruyang City have changed, and since then they have not been able to enter the city.