In the world, cultivation is the most boring and boring.

In a cultivation sect, only the most gifted disciples can be valued by the master, so as to obtain more cultivation resources, and this is only the beginning of cultivation. Cultivation is a long road, the road is long and obstructive, we must withstand temptation, endure loneliness, overcome difficulties and setbacks again and again, and have a firm heart to move forward all the way. Despite this, a large number of outstanding disciples who had high hopes from various sects still fell outside that threshold, and it was difficult for Bai Shou to advance even an inch.

The road of cultivation is long, there are thousands of cultivators, and it is already extraordinary to be able to Izumo, and there are only a dozen cultivators in the Izumo Realm when the four sects add up.

This shows how difficult it is to enter the Holy Domain, the Amber Glass Palace had made it clear to the world twenty years ago that after the fall of the six Confucian saints of Eastern Wu, the total number of Terran Kyushu Sacred Domain cultivators would not exceed twenty.

The Amber Glass Palace is responsible for evaluating the three lists, changing the list every three years, and has been evaluated for dozens of sessions so far, and has always been considered fair and accurate, and the cultivation community unanimously believes that the news coming out of the Amber Glass Palace is the most reliable.

Han Xuesi, who was standing by the river at this moment, didn't think so, he was a reliable fart, and a holy domain master could pop up in the ravine, how could there be only twenty?

Wen Renbai narrowed his eyes into two slits, like two sharp knives, always staring at the old man on the flat boat, and said facelessly: "Senior, I am only nineteen and a half years old this year, and I have not yet married, this Han Gongzi has been married for less than a month, your old man must not bear to kill us, right? If you want to kill him, kill him, he is old, ugly, and the woman he liked before has become a ball, and he has not much hope of living, so he should do a good deed casually." At the end, he raised his hand and pointed to the three offerings.

The three worshippers held the handle of the knife in their hands, their faces were like frost, staring closely at the old man's eyes, ready to strike at any time, and did not take the words of Wen Ren to heart.

The white-haired old man seemed to be very good at cultivating qi, and he was not angry, and said with a slight smile: "If you are born to die, sooner or later, your luck is not very good, and today next year will be your death day." ”

Han Xuesi carried a heavy treasure and the top-ranked streamer knife on the "Famous Instrument Spectrum" in his hand, and he was not very afraid of the white-haired old man in front of him, otherwise he would not have come down the mountain to look at him closely. The moment he suddenly woke up, he knew that the person who came was aimed at him, guessing that most of them were sent by the Eastern Wu Imperial Court, and he wanted to block him for a while with his own strength, and then wait for someone to come to the rescue, so as not to cause the disciples in front of the Immortal Peak Mountain to suffer an unwarranted disaster, of course, the main thing was to protect Mo Cui behind him.

It is most natural for a man to protect his woman, even if he risks his life.

Han Xuesi looked at the white-haired old man and said in a cold voice: "The seniors came to the Immortal Peak late at night, I don't know what to do?"

The old man said indifferently: "The old man originally only wanted to kill you, but since they came with him, they simply killed them together, and I would like to be your companion on the Huangquan Road." ”

The corners of Han Xuesi's mouth hooked, and he chuckled: "Ben Gongzi is sitting upright, he has been doing good deeds since he was four years old, accumulating virtue and doing countless good deeds, the predecessors must have misunderstood, if your old man has itchy hands and wants to kill people, kill them both,"

The old man said: "The old man understands your intentions, delays the time and waits for someone to rescue, the abacus is good, but unfortunately the people who can save you are too far away, and they can only do the work of collecting corpses." ”

Han Xuesi sighed deliberately, and then said: "Since this is the case, this son will not struggle, but I also ask the seniors to tell the truth, so that this son will die and understand." ”

Although there was despair in his tone, the old man knew that he would not be restrained, and ordinary farmers would raise their hoes against robbers with knives, how could the ninth prince of the dignified Han family face a strong enemy without swords and wait for death quietly? However, he didn't take it to heart, the three people in front of him, two Izumo Realm, one was abolished and cultivated, even if he had a magic weapon and a heavy treasure hidden in his body, he would not escape the fate of being taken off his head.

That's right, he's going to take off their heads, tooth for tooth and blood for blood.

The old man said calmly: "It's okay to tell you, the old man is called Plum Blossom, the two disciples under the seat died in your hands, half of the masters of the Plum Blossom Gate were killed by Han Baye, there is a debtor and a master, the old man came to invite Han Jiugongzi to die, it's not too much, right?"

Plum blossom Taoist is a strange person, when he was young, he joined a group of outlaws in the plum blossom mountain to occupy the mountain as the king, rape and plunder, and then did not know which tendon was wrong, and actually did the internal response of the government, and the inside and outside should destroy the nest of the gang of thieves, and he himself fished a small official with a small title of oil and water but a lot. When he was forty years old, he suddenly disappeared, and his family and government searched for a long time but could not find his trace.

When he was forty years old, he suddenly disappeared and disappeared from the world, and his family and the government searched for a long time but could not find his trace.

Appearing again in the small city of Guangyuan County, he had become a cultivator, and he was a rare cultivator in the Holy Realm in the world.

As a result, there is a plum blossom gate in the world.

Then, the surrounding people were unlucky.

Although the Meihuamen has only been open for decades, because there are masters of the Holy Domain, it is considered a behemoth in the sects of the seven counties of Bashu, and the limelight surpasses the Qingcheng and Bashan factions with a long history.

A good plum blossom door, every bit of it is the hard work of the plum blossom people, it was destroyed like this, how can he not be angry and hateful?

Han Xuesi had heard of the Plum Blossom Gate, and had also heard of the Plum Blossom Dao people, and as soon as he heard it, he understood, the old man in front of him was here to avenge the two poor insects who had their heads removed, and he said: "It turns out that the predecessor is the famous Plum Blossom Daoist who moved Bashu, disrespectful, your two apprentices worked hard for the prince of Wu'an, and wanted to kill this son, but they were killed instead of succeeding, and they couldn't complain about this son, and others couldn't let him cut and kill me with a knife on my neck, right? ”

The Plum Blossom Daoist no longer fought with him, and said coldly: "Killing people pays for your life, the old man will take off your head and avenge my two apprentices." ”

Han Xuesi looked at the plum blossom Taoist who had his beard and eyebrows fluttering, and said contemptuously: "Old horseman, it's up to you?"

As soon as his words fell, Wen Ren One Hundred and Three Offerings took out their swords at the same time, and the powerful True Yuan took up the water in the Panxi to form two water walls, and smashed them on the top of the Plum Blossom Dao people's heads.

Plum blossom Taoist people are extremely cautious, otherwise they will not be able to teach a disciple with improper skills, the qi cultivation kung fu just now is all pretended, Han Xuesi said this, anger surged, he is a strong man in the holy domain, and he is called a saint by the world, and he actually wants to be despised by a boy who has abolished his cultivation, so what if you are the ninth son of the Han family?

His originally squinted eyes suddenly widened, and the wall of water that smashed left and right above his head immediately fell, he snorted coldly, and with a wave of his sleeves, the three people standing by the river felt a huge force smashing on their bodies, like being smashed by a boulder thrown by a catapult, and the three of them flew back quickly.

Wen Ren 100 and 3 worshippers are all out of the cloud upper realm, barely able to unload the force, but their feet ploughed a deep ditch of more than a foot on the road.

Han Xuesi couldn't use the true yuan, but fortunately, his body was strong, and after hitting a tree, he turned over a few times to stabilize his body, felt that his throat was sweet, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Ren complained in his heart, this old guy is too capable of fighting, but he still stands in front of Han Xuesi, even if he can't even catch a move made by the white-bearded old man with all his strength, then he has to take it, even if he dies, he will die in front of Han Xuesi, as for what will happen after he dies, then he doesn't have to think about it.

The plum blossom Taoist with white eyebrows like two willow leaves had already left the boat and was drifting towards the shore, and said, "Killing you is as easy as pinching an ant to death." ”

Hearing the man's pride, he held the streamer knife with both hands, and the true yuan in his body quickly surged to his hands, holding the knife and slashing at the plum blossom Taoist in the air. I saw a pale yellow halo around the jet-black streamer knife, and the halo became more and more abundant, and then left the long knife and took the furious true yuan to form a virtual knife about several zhang long, and slashed at the top of the plum blossom Daoist's head.

The Plum Blossom Dao people didn't dare to resist, and quickly dodged to the left, and in a blink of an eye, they were dozens of zhang away.

I saw a crack several feet wide on the road in front of Wen Ren, and the water surface wanted to separate on both sides, and the flat boat that was trampled on by the Plum Blossom Dao people just now was shattered into powder.

Hearing the power of one hundred and one swords made the master of the Holy Domain retreat, which was enough to be proud, but he was not happy, as if he had been drained of his spirit, and sat on the ground after spurting out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper.

Han Xuesi immediately went over and helped him up, took the streamer knife from his hand, and reproached: "Don't fight so hard, I have a way to kill him." ”

Wen Ren Bai grinned and fainted.

The third offering walked in front of the two of them, and said with a solemn face: "Uncle, you take him first, and I will resist for a while." ”

The plum blossom road man landed on the road, walked quickly to the east, and his body drew out the afterimage of the road, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the three people, and said, "Do you want to run?" ”

The three worshippers held the scimitar and slashed at him, when the scimitar was about to fall on his chest, he stretched out two fingers and pinched it, and he couldn't move anymore, only to see him turn his fingers slightly, the scimitar was broken into two, he waved his right hand, and the three offerings rose quickly from the ground, and then quickly smashed into the surface of the river.

Han Xuesi helped Wen Ren Bai to take two steps back, holding the streamer knife in his left hand, with a smile on his face.

Plum Blossom Daoist frowned, thinking that this kid deserved to be a famous family, and the situation was so dangerous that he could still laugh, and he would inevitably have another branch, so he decided to take his life immediately.

Han Xuesi stared at the eyes of the Plum Blossom Daoist, waiting for him to make a move, and then surprise him.

Seeing the smile on Han Xuesi's face, the Plum Blossom Dao people wondered in their hearts, could it be that this kid still had any means to press the bottom of the box waiting for the old man?

Han Xuesi suddenly laughed and said, "The masters of the Holy Domain will also be afraid, is it a shame?"

Plum Blossom Dao said angrily: "Boy, let's die!"

After speaking, he grabbed Han Xuesi's throat with five fingers and claws, and Han Xuesi's body was pulled by a huge suction force, and quickly faced him.

Han Xuesi was grabbed by his throat and almost gasped, but with a smile on his face, he said vaguely: "Old thing, don't you dare to start and rub it for so long." ”

The Plum Blossom Daoist wanted to torture him well, and when he said that, he decided to send him on the road as soon as possible, and just as he was about to pinch his five fingers tightly, he felt a huge force to break his five fingers, and his face showed surprise, and he didn't know what was going on, so he quickly took two steps back.

Han Xuesi took a few breaths, and then sneered: "Old Pifu, it turned out to be a pseudo-realm, your two apprentices who turned around are the same as you, otherwise they won't die easily, there are countless cultivation sects in the world, and the best can pretend to be a god and ghost Nine count your plum blossom gate, from top to bottom." ”

Plum Blossom Dao's popularity was ruined and said: "Pretend to be your uncle, take your life!"

Han Xuesi put the streamer knife across his chest, held the scabbard with one hand and the handle with the other, and said indifferently: "Old horseman, you are looking for death by yourself, no wonder Ben Gongzi, don't say that you are a pseudo-realm, even the real saint Ben Gongzi will be killed." ”