Putuo Prefecture in southern Xinjiang, a magnificent scene leaps above a state.

The large and small towns of Putuo Prefecture are all prosperous Buddhism, large and small temples can be seen everywhere, the smell of incense is strong, among them, the Qingchan Temple of Nianyuan City is famous all over the world, red bricks and white tiles, the temple corridor is embraced by green trees. However, in addition to presiding over and supervising the temple, Qingchan Temple now lacks a monk holding a green lantern, and the people who came to invite the Buddha to worship the incense did not see this legendary monk who has attained the Tao, and they can't help but be a little disappointed.

An old Taoist with a broom on his back, swayed in the endless crowd, finally came out, slapped the dusty robe, and walked to a courtyard not far from the Qingchan Temple.

The owner of the house did not lock it, Lao Dao'er pushed the door straight in, the courtyard was overgrown with weeds, I don't know how many years it had been abandoned, Xu Beitian frowned, strode into the inner room, and there was an old man with white hair lying on the bed, and he opened his eyes when Lao Dao'er walked into this courtyard.

"Brother......" Xu Beitian found a clean bench and sat next to him to look at the old man sitting cross-legged on the bed at the moment, he was a little restrained, and his eyes were red.

The old man smiled, his eyes were soft, a little stunned, and he said hoarsely, "It's all old, it's going by so fast." ”

Don't look too far away, don't dare to look at the thin and withered old man at the moment.

The old man coughed vigorously twice, spit out the carbon accumulated in his lungs, his face was a lot ruddy, he sat upright, and said with a smile: "Sad, tell me about the situation in the past few years." ”

Xu Beitian's heart froze, he turned his head, suppressed his mixed thoughts, and told in a deep voice what he had seen and heard along the way, the old man listened carefully, and after Xu Beitian finished speaking, he touched his white beard and smiled slightly: "Min Jian has his own ideas." ”

Lao Dao'er was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that his brother would not care about the demons and the turmoil in the Northern Realm first, but would care more about the little girl in the Taoist robe.

"Min Jian is close to the young man, I'm afraid it's because of the anti-fate bead, Taichu Dao Xiao said before, the person who goes against the fate is destined, and he can't say it because of his fate, and he plays a big game of chess, and we outsiders can only see some skins. ”

"That kid is carrying a rebellious orb! But I've checked his body many times, and there's nothing unusual except for the ancient barbarian method he practiced!" Old Dao'er was taken aback and his eyes widened.

"That's why I said, Compassion Sword has a much better eye than you. The old man glanced at Xu Beitian, "You also said it yourself, that kid cultivates the ancient barbarian method, and the Dao of the Middle Continent in the current world is converged, and there are still a few people who can cultivate this anti-heaven spell, and can start to fuse your sword qi so quickly, how can they be idle?

Lao Dao'er was stunned, but he didn't doubt the old man. You must know that his brother Xu Haotian is a thunderous figure in the East China Sea in the past, and he has single-handedly pulled up Wangjian Mountain, not only is he a kendo practitioner, but he is also quite accomplished in deduction, except for the one in the Dao League, there are few people who can do it.

The old man coughed again, and said slowly: "You have a temporary idea, it is right to look back at Sword Mountain, Mu Xiaotong has not been born for many years, and now the strength of Yiwei has entered the consummation of Yuanying, if a few more tails are born, the rivers and lakes in the south and the mountains will be turbulent, and now it is the top priority to sit on Wangjian Mountain and watch the Tongtian Sword River." ”

"As for Zhongzhou, that Zhong Buyu has taken too many steps in the Five Domains, I can only see a few steps for the time being, but it is not harmful to Wangjian Mountain for the time being. The old man suddenly laughed, "It's Chen Daoxuan, this kid didn't disappoint me, and it was in vain that I spent my sword intent to sharpen his blood and qi clean." ”

"Brother, the situation is too turbulent now, Qingshan and his party in Zhongzhou have already indicated that they want to meddle in the other four domains, and Wangjian Mountain needs you to come back now!" Xu Beitian looked worried, and said sincerely.

The old man shook his head and said: "I stayed here, first, to have a gambling game with Qingchan Temple, and secondly, to deter Jiuyou, it was originally a deal with Zhongzhou, but now I can't rely on it." Jiuyou has also been in close contact with the Shadow Sect recently, God knows when something will happen, this situation is too big, I'm afraid I won't survive the moment when the city is besieged. ”

Lao Dao'er was a little anxious, gradually calmed down, looked at the old man silently, sighed and said: "Brother, we may really be old, after seeing Fang Yan's kid, I am more and more looking forward to what kind of situation the latecomer will look like after climbing the mountain." ”

"So you used our Wangjian Mountain's sword-forging technique on that kid, and even arranged the purple-clothed boy by his side, so that he could always introspect himself? The old man smiled and said: "It's just that we have suffered a little mercy sword, and we are not very bold in the first place, and we must have been bullied." ”

"Who dares to bully the sword, I won't peel him off!"

"Alright, it's time for you to go, don't waste time on me, a waste. Remember, now you are the real helmsman of Wangjian Mountain!" The old man stared at Xu Beitian, "I have had nothing to do all these years, listening to my old neighbor's chanting every day, and taking the time to sharpen a sword, you take it, our disciples of Wangjian Mountain go out, how can there be anyone who does not carry a sword!"

The old man suddenly said loudly: "Wangjian Mountain casts a sword, the spirit and spirit are divided into three days, the courage and soul are divided into three days, and the remaining four days are transformed into mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and a sword is cast into ten thousand swords." ”

The old man laughed softly again, "Where did you get so many words, after all, it's just a sword." ”

"Unsheathed!"

He pointed a little outside, the ground of the courtyard suddenly cracked, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the sound of the sword was accompanied by a faint chanting sound, and the white light flowed, condensing into a sword in the air.

The earth is a sheath, enough to see the edge of this sword!

At the same time, a sigh came from the Qingchan Temple in the distance, and then the Buddha light sprinkled down from the sky, enveloping this courtyard and covering the overwhelming sword qi

Xu Beitian jumped out of the room, held this strange long sword, and in an instant, the surging sword qi was like a sea of rivers and retracted into the sword, and when Lao Dao'er turned around, the door of the house was already closed.

Lao Dao'er was silent, and after a long time, he bowed deeply to the door, picked up the broom that fell on the side, and pinched it hard, the branches flew one after another, and the halo of the wooden pole flowed, turning into a wooden scabbard. The long sword entered, and the hum continued.

There was a noise outside, Xu Beitian put away his sword behind his back, glanced at the courtyard again, turned into a long rainbow and rushed into the air, and flew into the distance.

The old man opened the door, ignoring the several amazing breaths that were getting closer and closer, looked at the figure of Lao Dao'er leaving, smiled, and said loudly: "The surname is Du, hurry up and open a back door for me to avoid!"

......

When Fang Yan opened his eyes, it was already early the next morning.

Overnight, the young man's wounds healed, and his whole body was washed with an open furnace sword refining style, and his body became more and more pure. The flesh sword fetus left by Lao Dao'er is like sharpening a sword every time he fights, and it will only get sharper and sharper.

Xu Minjian, the little girl in the Taoist robe, fell asleep on her knees, and never left. Fang Yan carefully put her on the bed, pushed the door and walked out.

The purple-clothed boy was nowhere to be seen, and Lin Haoran stood on the board, a little happy to see Fang Yan, but also worried.

Fang Yan smiled and signaled that his body was fine, Lin Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly pulled Fang Yan with a smile on his face, showing him the treasure he had picked up this night.

In addition to the fortune teller on the mountain taken away by the purple-clothed boy, the three people killed were all martial artists in the Second Realm, and they naturally had a lot of money on them, Lin Haoran piled them together, and there were as many as five hundred taels when they were full, Lin Haoran blinked, he had been starving for so long and finally had money, and he felt that he had made a lot of money now.

Fang Yan picked up the burly man's long sword, that sword was of good texture, although it was not a mountain fairy sword, it was also in good condition, and it was much larger than an ordinary sword.

Lin Haoran patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, and said with some regret: "It's a pity that the purple-clothed boy took away the qi practitioner on the mountain, and you can ask him to get more things from that person when you go back, and you can't let him eat alone." ”

Fang Yan looked up and saw that Lin Haoran was still standing there, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "Brother Lin, there are so many things, don't you take some of the things you need?"

Lin Haoran looked surprised, "We are friends, isn't it the same for whom?"

Fang Yan was stunned, crying and laughing, wasn't it you who said that your brother would settle accounts before?

After the two of them counted the relics of those people, Fang Yan asked about Lin Haoran's cultivation.

Lin Haoran scratched his head and said that his own sect did not teach him spells, but only gave him the techniques of these inscription runes and seals, but fortunately, he was good at these yin and yang techniques and learned them quickly.

As for the foundation building realm, Lin Haoran only said that he naturally broke through when he drew the talisman, and he didn't know why.

Fang Yan was speechless, you must know that the Dao talisman is difficult to refine, it is even higher than the alchemy of his master's faction, he can't help but study the technique, and it depends on the time and place, Lin Haoran only spent less than a stick of incense to draw the talisman, and the effect is even more amazing, and the young man is a little curious about the sect where Lin Haoran is located.

Lin Haoran also asked Fang Yan what he had been holding in his heart, why Fang Yan only had one realm of cultivation, his strength shook the second realm, and his physical body was even more unreasonable.

Fang Yan thought about it, and only told him that the physical body was boiled out by an old-timer, and as for the realm, it was just because the cultivation was a little special.

Lin Haoran sighed and didn't get to the bottom of it.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, he himself didn't understand why his strength was so much stronger than that of the ordinary first realm, and even the second realm qi cultivator could fight it if he encountered it.

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