The sun rises and the moon sets, and three months pass in a flash.

The appointed day was approaching, Li Haocheng packed his things, went to the back mountain to worship his master, and then walked out of the place where he had lived for sixteen years in this life.

Starting from Yuquan Temple, to Jiuping County, almost a day's journey, Li Haocheng, who was not in a hurry, took out a paper donkey full of incantations from his pocket, raised his hand and threw it, "whew", the paper donkey continued to get bigger, and turned into a white donkey that could vaguely see the paper in front of Li Haocheng, which was one of Li Haocheng's achievements in the past three months.

Riding on a donkey, Li Haocheng, who was moving forward slowly, took out a volume of the travelogue written by his master and watched it.

Although he doesn't know much about the outside world, but through his master and some books left by him, Li Haocheng also knows that his Tang Dynasty is not only powerful, but also has a long inheritance, from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present, it has been nearly 10,000 years.

The years have passed, countless romantic characters have been born, and endless legends have occurred, but these are just the embellishments of the dynasty, as inconspicuous as a wave on the sea.

However, it is such a terrifyingly powerful humane dynasty in Li Haocheng's view, and the territory it rules is only half of the land of the Central Shenzhou, one of the nine continents, and even about one-third of the territory it rules, which is not directly under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

"Ahh

The donkey between the puppets of the magic weapon, because Li Haocheng specially added some induction talismans when he was refining, so it is very sensitive to the evil qi and murderous qi and other qi machines, although it is impossible to distinguish the difference between these qi machines, but it can also remind in time, so as not to stupidly bring Li Haocheng into some fierce place.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!" Li Haocheng clasped his hands together three times, the first time he put his palms together, the second time he sounded, but it was like a flood of bells, shaking the mountains and forests, and the third sound was even more mysterious, silent, as if there was nothing.

At this time, a technique inherited by Yuquan Guan is called the Taiyin Chaos Divine Method, which can disturb the minds of others through the five senses such as sound, and then control others.

"Hmph!" The cold snort overwhelmed Li Haocheng's applause, Li Haocheng looked up, and saw a middle-aged man standing on top of an ancient tree not far away, whose face looked like he was thirty or forty years old, what was surprising was that this person's long hair was silver and white like snow, and the two sword eyebrows were also mixed with white, obviously practicing some kind of cold attribute exercises, but his face was very peaceful, and his eyes were also very calm, like a peaceful elder.

Li Haocheng found something wrong, he found that the middle-aged man's peace, not because of a complete state of mind, not affected by the exercises, but a return to the basics, he looked at his gaze, not so much peace, but a kind of condescending contempt, just like a child looking at ants, cattle and sheep looking at plants and trees, it is a natural arrogant contempt, if you don't pay attention to observation, it is easy to take it as peace.

Li Haocheng smiled coldly in his heart, his mood was not perfect, and it was no wonder that his ability to resist the Taiyin Chaos Divine Law was so poor.

"They are in such a hurry that they don't even want to wait for a day?"

In response to Li Haocheng's inquiry, the man tilted his head slightly, and replied proudly: "Little Taoist, although your cultivation is somewhat beyond my expectations, but this distance is destined to make your monk not the opponent of our martial artist, if you cut yourself now, I can still let you keep a whole corpse, if you have to make a move, I am afraid that you will have to suffer from the cold qi sealing the veins." ”

As soon as the man's voice fell, Li Haocheng's eyes were thunderous, his footsteps moved, his body rushed forward, one step was a distance of several meters, he raised his hand and waved, his big sleeves flew, and a cold light shot out from it, and the phantom of the white crane flashed away in mid-air, leaving only a little phantom of the crane peck, straight to the man's throat.

Seeing this, the man did not avoid it, but smiled coldly, and then stretched out his hand to block, only to hear the sound of "Zheng", the cold air flew, the crane shadow screamed, and the sparks overflowed.

"Good sword!" The moment the palms and swords intersected, the man only felt a sharp sword qi hit along the palm, his body shook, a trace of greed flowed in his eyes, and with a flick of his big hand, he just wanted to hold the sword in his hand.

At the same time, Li Haocheng, who had a solemn face, happened to come to the man's side, stretched out his right hand to grab the sword, and with a twist of his wrist, there was another burst of sparks, the man's face was slightly gloomy, his palm exerted force, and a strong and cold Gang Qi counterattacked Li Haocheng along the sword body.

Li Haocheng's face froze, the sword in his hand was the magic sword left by Li Duhan, three feet seven inches long, about two fingers wide, the sword body was made of crane pattern green steel, and the inside was carefully engraved with the cloud rune treasure seal, no worse than most treasure weapons.

Coupled with the sword he just had, it was unexpected, even if it was a martial arts monk who had achieved great success in external skills, he could cut it off with one sword, but at this moment he only felt a powerful force coming back, his eyes narrowed slightly, not advancing but retreating, mana poured into it, the sword light was sheng, and the texture on the spine of the sword emitted a faint brilliance, intertwined into a white crane that only wanted to spread its wings and fly high, and after shaking the man's palm open, it stabbed out more than a dozen swords between the electric light and flint, pointing at the man's vital point.

The man's body was slightly slanted, his hands danced, his palms swayed, and the slightest cold air swirled, condensing the water vapor into frost and snowflakes, obscuring Li Haocheng's vision, and his fingers flexed, and in an understatement, he knocked on the spine of the sword, shattering the looming white cranes one by one.

Heavy strength, biting cold, from the sword in his hand to the body, Li Haocheng is like an electric shock, numb, seeing this, the man is even more unforgiving, raising his hand is a set of flowing water combo, the surrounding water vapor condenses, turning into ice crystals flying, under the traction of Gangqi, like an ice and snow fog snake, cold and cold, enveloping Li Haocheng all the dodge angles, and at the same time, the indescribable killing machine locks Li Haocheng, making him only feel as if he is facing an overwhelming storm and snow, without the slightest room for breathing.

"Drink!" Before the palm power touched the body, the chill hit the body first. Li Haocheng, who felt the slowing down of the flow of blood, sank in his heart, his figure flashed, and he swept back, his free left hand pinched the change, and pointed at the man from afar.

A flash of inspiration shrouded the man's body, the power of the silk seal manifested, and dozens of looming talismans appeared around the man, entangled with each other, forming a formation, and fixed him for half a breath, taking this opportunity, Li Haocheng rushed forward again, with a twist of his wrist, the phantom of the white crane resurfaced, and the condensed sword light stabbed straight away.

"Without the assistance of the altar, I can't trigger the magic of the spiritual wit, what can I do!" The man shouted, his blood was like a flame, burning, easily breaking through the town, facing the attacking sword light, he didn't dodge or dodge, his body moved, he rushed forward, slapped forward with a palm, and stabbed a sword in the middle of Li Haocheng.

The cold air erupted from the man's body, turning into pieces of snowflakes flying around, obviously the exercise was running to the extreme.

Martial arts innate, not only a body of pure and strong energy, can resist most of the power of the spell, its initial formation of the martial arts will, can also shake the heavens and the earth, the formation of a small range of visions, all the spells that attract the vitality of heaven and earth, but do not contain the spirit of the Tao rhyme, must be suppressed, unable to operate normally.

Against the man's means, although Li Haocheng has completed the cultivation of the three transformations of human immortals, he is still powerless to resist, especially when facing the man's martial arts will, he has no experience, and there is even a scene of a cold winter blizzard in his mind, with the snowflakes on the periphery, there is a little stinging illusion on his face.

"Poof!" A moment of illusion decided success or failure, the man seized this short opportunity, and the thick Gang Qi gushed out, Li Haocheng's body was shocked, and even the man with the sword was shocked by the man's Gang Qi and flew out.

"The sword is good, the swordsmanship is not bad, everyone looks down on you, if you are given some more time, maybe, you are a Li Duhan again. The man's voice sounded faintly, and he raised his hand to look.