The old emperor sent away all the attendants and eunuchs, and sat alone under a tree in the imperial garden, carrying a pot of wine in his hand. It was a pity for him that the wine vessels in the palace were too delicate and not as ordinary as those in the market.

Yesterday it rained all day and all night, and the ground was still wet at this moment, but the old emperor didn't care at all, and let the soil stick to the five-clawed golden dragon in his robe.

The old emperor poured a sip of wine, and sighed, there was no taste like stealing wine before, he remembered that he was not an emperor at that time, and he had no money to drink. But what else can he remember, he forgot who taught him to drink, and he forgot where the first pot of wine he drank came from, oh, the old emperor still remembers the fragrance of osmanthus in Chang'an City. But later, when he entered the palace and then left the palace, he spent a lot of money and drank so much osmanthus brew, only to suddenly realize that the tempting fragrance of osmanthus wine in Chang'an City had disappeared with the little beggar who took food from the wild dogs.

There is no longer the aroma of the wine of the year. Maybe only Li Qinglian can drink the original aroma of wine, the old emperor thought so, and threw the tribute osmanthus brew in his hand to the ground.

"You say, can anyone in Chang'an City stop that Poetry, Wine and Sword Immortal?" the old emperor asked.

A whisper came from behind the big tree that the old emperor was leaning on: "No, if Li Sanxian is desperate to press the things at the bottom of the box, Shen Nongyi can block the three swords is already the sky, Wei Yuan can probably block one sword and then die, I am better than Wei Yuan, I will not die after one sword." ”

This is the shadow of the old emperor who has protected him for twenty or thirty years, originally the old emperor hated him, but later he got used to it, and became half a friend.

"Li Qinglian is really so powerful?" the old emperor was a little surprised, but he knew better than anyone the power of the names in the shadow mouth.

"How many Li Qinglian can there be in the world?" the shadow sighed, why is Old Master Zhang's vein so hated for so long, why is it still so stable? It is because there is a third apprentice who uses a sword to reason.

"That one might be able to stop him. The shadow said.

"When I'm dead, the old immortal won't make a move, and I can't say that I still laugh at which of my waste sons sit in this position. The old emperor spat on the ground.

Li Qinglian knew the severity, but she just made a fuss and vented her anger for Chen Lin'an. ”

The old emperor didn't think about anything else, grinned, and said, "This Chang'an City is not just people. ”

In fact, in the bottom of his heart, he still wanted to see that Shijiu Sword Immortal slash this palace hall with a sword, as long as he didn't kill himself. But the old emperor also knew that it was impossible, even if he was allowed to do so, the immortals would not allow it.

The emperor is the Son of Heaven, what does it mean, the old emperor knew so well that he was about to cry.

Just as he was thinking, a drop of water slipped silently from the corner of the old emperor's eye. He missed the little beggar a little.

The old emperor looked down at the broken wine jug on the ground, and the porcelain pieces reflected the light reflected in the sky, as if opening a corridor to the sky. The old emperor was suddenly a little sad, the little beggar actually agreed with Chen Lin'an's statement, but the old emperor was not.

The heavenly immortals are not.

Neither is the orthodoxy of the world.

With a loud bang, the old emperor licked his lips and narrowed his eyes.

Outside the Xuance Gate of the Imperial Palace, there were two people standing, Li Qinglian and Ying Tianchang, as well as a white fox and a black dog.

The white fox was a little frightened, trembling at Li Qinglian's feet, while Baozi was lying on top of Ying Tianchang's head and sticking out his tongue and shaking his tail, elated.

The young man looked up at the Xuance Gate Tower, there was no city guard, as outside the gate, there were only two people standing on the city tower, one Ying Tianchang had seen before, Cui Yu, a white-robed scholar who the young man thought was a madman, and the other was an old man in ordinary clothes. The young man looked up at the green-shirted swordsman beside him, he was not surprised at all, and he still had a smile. Thinking of it, there were no pedestrians along the way, so Ying Tianchang knew a little.

"Cui boy, don't you go to Li Sanxian to try a few catties and taels of yourself? The old man stretched his waist and seemed to be moving his muscles.

"Even Mr. Shen may not be able to stop Mr. Li, I can't take a step forward. Cui Yu said.

The old man looked at the smile on Cui Yu's face, and wanted to punch him in the face that was still quite beautiful. The old man rolled up his sleeves and said, "Li Qinglian, who is not a dead hand, I can also entangle with him if I join forces with that dead eunuch, Li Qinglian knows the proportions, we will not die, but the pain of skin and flesh is indispensable." So before Eunuch Wei makes a move, I definitely won't go out and be beaten first. ”

Cui Yu finally put away the smile on his face, he was not Ying Tianchang, who had never seen the world, he could understand the weight of the old man's words, and he also knew what the old man meant by saying this directly to him. Under the city tower, Ying Tianchang saw his third senior brother gently draw his sword out of the sheath, and handed out a sword lightly, and the sword body bloomed with a wisp of sword qi, heading straight towards the closed gate of the Xuance Gate.

Cui Yu also saw this scene, he suddenly turned his head to look at the old man, the old man who was loyal to the emperor's family had no intention of making a move.

Before that wisp of sword qi touched the city gate, the city gate of Xuance Gate had exploded with thousands of golden lights, and out of the golden light came out two gods in golden armor suits, about ten zhang high, one holding a double mace, and the other holding an iron whip. The wisp of sword qi that Li Qinglian handed out was shattered by an iron whip.

Li Qinglian still looked calm and relaxed, and began to slowly step forward: "Relying on the emperor's luck and the people's offerings, he barely became an immortal and walked into the gate of heaven after his death, do you really think that he is in the immortal class? Do you think you can stop me, or do you think that I, Li Qinglian, will be afraid of the heavenly rules and precepts set by the heavenly court and dare not make a move against you?"

After that, the little black dog on Ying Tianchang's head wagged his tail and stared at the two golden armor god generals, drooling, and was about to pounce forward, but Ying Tianchang grabbed his waist in advance, took it off his head and held it in his arms.

"Don't go. Ying Tianchang said.

Baozi raised his head to look at Ying Tianchang's wrinkled face, which was an expression it had rarely seen, and the little black dog with some distress licked Ying Tianchang's neck with his tongue.

Ying Tianchang should not have expected such a scene, otherwise it would not be like this. It was the first time in his life that he saw a real immortal, the young man rubbed the little black dog's head, and said, "I can't understand the immortal fight, if you see that Senior Brother Li can't fight, take us away quickly." ”

Ying Tianchang said very quietly, but the corners of Li Qinglian's mouth, who was walking slowly in front of him, still raised an arc. This little junior brother is still good, a little courageous, and very calm. After all, it was taught by Mr., and the green-shirted swordsman thought so, so he looked at the two golden-armored door gods even more unhappy.

Baozi shook his head fiercely, Ying Tianchang couldn't see Li Qinglian's depth, but in his previous life, he was gluttonous, but he could roughly sense it, these two door gods who were neither gods nor Yu Lei were not enough to stop Li Qinglian, who was full of sword energy. Baozi finally saw the true body of the door god who went down to earth, and I really wanted to go up and get a piece of the pie, with the two troublesome senior brothers of the master, not to mention eating the true body of the door god, it was good to eat some qi and spiritual energy. But when it looked up at Ying Tianchang again, it found that the young man didn't look at it, and his eyes were always on Li Qinglian in front of him. Baozi was so strangled by the unconscious Ying Tianchang that he had to raise his head, he was a little discouraged, but he didn't struggle, so he was silent.

Ahead, the huge iron hammer and iron mace waved towards Li Qinglian left and right. Li Qinglian raised her sword and raised her hand, and a huge qi sword condensed by cyan sword qi suddenly appeared in front of her, Li Qinglian kept walking, put the pitch-black scabbard on her back with her left hand, and took the green skin gourd from her waist and sent it to her mouth, and poured herself a sip of liquor after pulling out the stopper with her mouth.

"Isn't it just bigger, bigger than the sword in my hand?"

The cyan qi sword, which was originally the size of an iron shovel in the hand of the god general, instantly increased in size after Li Qinglian's words, growing more than a hundred zhang long, and hung above the long street. As Li Qinglian drank a sip of the spirits, the cyan qi sword ignored the golden armor god generals who were attacking Li Qinglian left and right, and stabbed straight towards the gate of Xuance Gate.

The door god of the latte axe immediately turned around and wrapped the iron axe in his hand towards the air sword, but many pulls could not cause the speed of the cyan air sword to decay in any way. There was no way, this golden armor god general had to stand his body in front of the city gate to block the cyan qi sword that was already bigger than his god's body.

Three more brilliant essences flashed through his pupils that already contained golden light, and the moment the cyan qi sword stabbed at him, this golden armor god dodged the most lethal sword tip, carried the sword body with his body, and pushed forward with all his might. The blade of the qi sword body rubbed clusters of sparks on the golden armor of the door god's body, and the feet of the golden armor god general also left two deep ravines on the ground street, until the heel of the god general pressed against the wall of the Xuance Gate and barely stopped the qi sword.

The god who was holding back the fire in his heart was full of golden light in his hands, and he crushed the cyan qi sword, but when he looked up, he saw Li Qinglian, who was holding the sword and drinking, standing in front of him, volleying against the wind, more immortal than an immortal.

His doorman partner had fallen in the street, his golden armor dimmed, the bleakness of the burning coals doused with cold water.

"Do you want to?" asked Li Qinglian.

Of course, Li Qinglian herself also knew that she was just wasting her tongue, these two door gods, as well as the two people in the city tower, as well as the feet of the Son of Heaven and many people in the palace, were the same as the river pouring into the ocean, and it was impossible to turn back.

So the unsheathed long sword in Li Qinglian's hand collided with the huge fist of the door god, and the pale golden blood sprinkled all over the long street, at this moment, it seemed to be raining.

After this golden rain, the two door gods incarnated by the founding military generals after their deaths turned into bits of golden light and returned to the city gate, although they did not die, Li Qinglian also dispersed their qi for nearly ten years.

Li Qinglian in the air continued to move forward, but the heavens and the earth condensed. Li Qinglian looked down at her feet hanging in the air, feeling like she was trapped in a swamp. Li Qinglian had stepped into the swamp, so she knew this feeling. He tied the green skin gourd to his waist again, reached forward and touched it, as if there were invisible walls in front of him.

Li Qinglian smiled, he knew that although he was not in the swamp, he was also trapped. He also understood that this was the formation set up by the group of Qi Refiners of Qin Heavenly Prison, and it was completed while those two big golden men were attracting attention.

But does this really work?

Just as everyone knew that it was impossible for those two door gods to stop the Shijiu Sword Immortal, no one had any hope for this big array of Qin Tianjian.

Li Qinglian doesn't need to know the eyes and feet of the formation to break the formation.

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky. Li Qinglian muttered, and the clouds above her head immediately split into two halves, as if a sword had cut a gap.

The endless river fell from the sky to the world from this opening, and the river flowed like thousands of horses galloping, and Li Qinglian stood at the forefront.

Qin Tian's Qi Refining Formation's formation was useless.

The splash of the water waves was accompanied by the cold morning breeze and slapped on Cui Yu's face, and he saw Li Qinglian stepping on the waves and going straight to the city gate, knocking on the door with the long sword unsheathed in his hand.

Cui Yu knew that the name of the long sword in Li Qinglian's hand was "Peach Blossom", and he also knew that the old man around him still wouldn't make a move.

The city gate of Xuance Gate was broken like this.