Liangjiang City towers at the confluence of the Min River and Qingyao River, not only suppressing the two water veins with the power of a city, but also the place where the two heaven and earth veins and mountain ranges communicate and converge, and Taihua Nine Heavens rise and fall, one of the most important Chongtian hubs in the Liangjiang City, there must be a true monarch all the time, presiding over the teaching of the disciples of the six halls is only one of the functions of the two true monarchs, and it is the responsibility to take care of the many formations of the Liangjiang City.

The morning light was faint, the east was gradually white, the sky was still not bright, and the walls of the two rivers were empty, but it was not difficult for the powerful monk to find two men standing next to the battlements in a certain place.

The man on the left hand side has a scorched face, wearing a Confucian round-necked robe, and his sideburns are slightly white.

Nowadays, the Taoist Sect worships the retro rites, and the Vientiane True Monarch is a strong cadre, and everything follows the ancient etiquette, but the people around the Vientiane True Monarch are not keen on the ancient rites, at that time, Shenzhou is still respectful to the right, and the Vientiane True Monarch lowers his neck slightly, with a respectful face, can make the True Monarch so cautious, and the entire Taoist Sect, how many people can there be?

Compared with the obvious vicissitudes of life of Vientiane Zhenjun, the other person is handsome and rich, with a high and high bun, and the court is complete, if you look directly into this person's eyes, you can't help but immerse yourself in the infinite stars annihilation and birth.

Taoist monks have their own specifications for their clothes, and the disciples of the six halls of the two heavens are divided into halls and robes, and after ten years of graduation, they are inner disciples, wearing light blue Taoist robes and forging white lines, and the monks of Tianmen are inky white lines. As for the true monarch, although it is rare to see the need for such a powerful monk to treat each other respectfully, deliberately inquiring, he can still know that when he is promoted to the true monarch, there will be a robe given, the male cultivator Gonglong, the female cultivator Gongfeng, and the Daojun who goes up to the top, there is no way to know, except for the two Taishang elders, inside and outside Shenzhou, who can be worthy of the Daojun to be welcomed seriously?

Let's see that although this person is a dark color robe, he is unremarkable. On the sleeves of the robe behind him, there are three extremely conspicuous gold lines, if you can look at it fixedly, it is three dragons playing with pearls, embroidered into a ring. That alone is intimidating enough.

The dragon is a divine beast of Shenzhou, a golden dragon, the supreme dragon, the dragon pattern on the robe, and the five-clawed golden dragon.

This is the clothes of the Taoist.

Three golden dragon sleeves.

This is the head of the Tianyi Sect, Jingting Daojun.

It is no wonder that the true monarch of Vientiane is so humble and cautious, and he does not dare to make the slightest move, and if he is any one who excludes the Daojun in the Nine Heavens, who would dare to act rashly? In the eyes of the Daojun of Jingting, what is the difference between him and the childish who has just passed the crown?

Even if he walks in the mortal world, most of them are only considered to be a bachelor, and below the two Taoist sects, above the ten thousand people, it seems that they have not cultivated the bearing of the superior who is not angry and self-righteous, and overlooks the world.

"I can't remember how many Jiazi ago, that was Benjun also watched so badly, but at that time, there was no Qingyao River, even the Minjiang River did not originate, and the city gate of these two river cities was also open. Jingting Daojun said with emotion.

Vientiane Zhenjun is not qualified to pick up this topic, and there are probably only less than a handful of people who can recall the Taoist sect in the past with the master.

The rising sun, although in the middle of the thousand worlds, the sun rises and the moon sets, the day and night are distinct, Daojun alone admired the scene of the golden scales of the dragon on the Baizhang River, and said: "This big competition, can there be an unexpected joy?"

Taihua opened the mountain to accept apprentices, it is a big deal, the list of disciples is usually finally presented to the head of the house to read, but the head of the day has a lot of opportunities, this morning from the last three days to Tianyi Peak, but also stole half an hour of leisure, ten years of opening the mountain, for the Shouyuan hundreds of Jiazi Daojun, with a flick of his fingers, can make the head of the house at a glance, and the person who will judge the Taoist body will be sentenced to the sky.

Knowing that this was an opportunity, Vientiane Zhenjun bowed down and described a few dark horses inside and outside Taihua that were quite shocking and surprising, and Murong Changning was among them.

"Hmm. "Daojun is noncommittal, in the inexhaustible years, whether the younger generations can inherit the foundation of the Dao Sect, excellent qualifications are naturally an important basis for judgment, or there is a dragon hidden mansion, dormant and silent. But the Taoist sect does not need and does not want to spend a lot of effort to find such monks, compared to the unruly demon who rides the dust, the Taoist sect needs more is a monk who is upright and gentle, step by step, and is well-known. After all, what the Taoist Sect wants is not to expand the territory, but to keep the great foundation left by the ancestor.

"This session, in a good year, there are no less than 20 people who have opened the innate Dao body, which is really the luck of the Taoist sect. Listening to the slight appreciation and gloom of the master, Vientiane Zhenjun hurriedly followed: "The prosperity of the world inside and outside Shenzhou, the Taoist sect is effectively managed, the head of the family wears the stars and the moon, works hard, and makes great contributions." ”

Jingxiao Daojun tilted his head slightly, and said: "Qiyue is suspected to be Gu Wushuang's reincarnation as a righteous sister, Vientiane, you see how that female cultivator is." ”

Where did I expect that Daojun's words would change, and when he reached one of the few taboos that Daozong could not mention, Vientiane Zhenjun cultivated to such a point, and he almost wanted to sweat coldly, but if he didn't go back, he disobeyed the master, and he was in a dilemma, so he had to whisper: "This woman...... The mind is upright and peaceful, diligent in cultivation, and dares to punish evil ......"

"You don't have to be like this, how can Gu Wushuang's reincarnation be Gu Wushuang? Dao Sect failed her back then, and besides, how can there be a reason to strangle the talents of my Dao Sect's juniors? Xiao Yue doesn't have to untie the knot in her heart, she breaks through the realm and the divine que, that is, she unties the knot in the hearts of others. Jingting Daojun didn't look at the Vientiane True Monarch who almost touched the root of the city wall at the waist low, and said indifferently.

Daojun walked along the city wall, the sky was bright, and there were gradually monks on Ying Street, since he dreamed that the head of the Taoist Sect was in Liangjiang City, close at hand.

"What she wants to do, let her do it, you wait as an elder, there is a reason to protect the younger generation, if she has three long and two short, no need for Shen Xianyu to go out, this gentleman can't spare it first, it's you!" Jingting Daojun said, and then Vientiane Zhenjun even said yes, he didn't dare to get up at all, and he cultivated to the point of being in charge, and he moved some different thoughts, and he knew it clearly.

"Tianming, this monarch is still going to meet for a while Weiyang Sect to envoy, good life presides over the double heaven, well, watch you practice non-stop, it is expected that the infant will change, and after seven years, this monarch will allow you to enter the nine heavens. Jingting Daojun slightly flicked his sleeves, and suddenly disappeared, Vientiane Zhenjun was shocked and overjoyed, even if there was a saying that he did not kneel to the sky and did not kneel to the ground, he also sent Jingting Daojun away.

......

Xiao Ningsu naturally didn't know that the head of the Dao Sect actually came to Liangjiang City to specifically mention herself, and she didn't know anything about the secrets of the Dao Sect. She cares, it's still a big match.

After ten years, all the weaker ones were eliminated, Dong Xin was defeated by a Great Wall monk, and returned with a fiasco, angry to death. Zhang Yun's cold field is not easy, Xiao Ningsu is still lifting weights like light, and he is very good, but he also understands that the real strong hand has not yet gone all out.

"The Great Wall, Lou Mobai, right, Wash the Moon, Lu Feibai. The deacon said by name, a corner of the Great Wall was full of frost white, and he slowly stood up with white hair and white eyebrows, which was a sword and a pure white monk. Lu Fei was slightly flustered, and they all said that the Great Wall was strange and strange, and it was really rare to see such a costume.

Lu Feibai had seen the etiquette of his peers, but he was like an ice and snow sculpture in the handover building, and he didn't move, even if he didn't move, he turned a blind eye to the follow-up sword cultivation etiquette, Lu Feibai was slightly angry, and said coldly: "My sword, the name Xundu!"

There are only two subtle black pupils on his body that are of different colors, and he looks at Lu Feibai clenching the hilt of the sword in his eyes, as if he is disdainful, a face that should be handsome and extremely beneficial, because it is too pale, it really looks like a demon. Facing Lu Feibai's stabbing blade, he didn't move at all.

Passing by the wrong shoulder, Lu Feibai hadn't noticed anything unusual, his chest was immediately hit by a heavy hammer, extremely dull, and then he knelt down on one knee and couldn't stop vomiting blood, and the haunting Xundui sword "Clan" broke in the center with a few sounds, and fell to the ground, Jian Xiu stepped on the sword path, there was only one real sword, perseverance, breaking the sword, it was equivalent to breaking the sword heart and sword!

Didn't even make a sword, and broke the second sword of Xiyue Peak?

The sleeves of his robe were slightly windy, and Lou Mobai turned around and left, from beginning to end, no one else saw him holding the hilt of the sword, the sword weapon that was as pure and flawless as the master.

Lu Feibai, who almost fainted in the past, was still holding the broken Xundui sword tightly in his hand, his eyes were red and cracking, Lu Feibai, who had always thought that the sword was only inferior to Qi Jianping and Xiao Ningsu in the second heaven, was suddenly defeated under the sword of a person who had never met before, and the sword "Xundui" was broken.

I'm not afraid of losing, I'm afraid of not knowing where to lose!

A sword is cold, and a sword is silent.

Among the disciples of the Moon Washing was silent, countless people were dumbfounded, and no one could see whether Lou Mobai had a sword or not, although Xu Fengyi, who was standing behind Qi Jianping, was obsessed with Dan Dao, and his kendo accumulation was also among the best, he couldn't see any mystery, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Senior Brother Qi, have you ever seen it?"

Qi Jianping frowned, and unconsciously looked at Xiao Ningsu, who was among the Qingsang disciples, whose complexion changed slightly, and sighed: "I only saw the sword being collected, but I didn't see the sword being drawn." ”

Xiao Ning Sufeng's eyes sank, Lou Mobai defeated Lu Feibai with one sword, and she naturally saw the swordsmanship clearly, since she saw it clearly, it was silent. Her swordsmanship, kendo, boils down to one word, "fast".

But Xiao Ningsu's fast sword does not mean that all sword moves and sword formations are fast, "picking stars" is fast, because the essence lies in being fast, "opening the sky" and "breaking the river" She does not seek speed, once it is fast, the strength of the true yuan is insufficient, it is better to directly "pick the stars" to come to the truth, the same is true for the sword array, if it should be fast, she will be extremely fast, and if it should not be fast, it will be slow.

And Lou Mobai defeated Lu Feibai with a sword, straightforwardly, drew the sword, took out the sword, picked it up, and closed the sword. In an instant, it was a scorn of Lou Mobai's sword, and the sword moved before his eyes came. What he asks for is fast, pure fast, a fast sword that is extremely fast. If you cultivate anything to the extreme, you are invincible.

Zhang Yunhan was rough in the way of the sword, and asked in a low voice, "Is there a chance of winning?"

"Thirty percent. Xiao Ningsu replied truthfully, one sword and two swords, Xiao Ningsu is not a problem to block, once it is long, between her and Lou Mobai, it is like yesterday's her and Li Xiange, the loss is not serious, but it is indeed inferior, just imagine such a fast sword, how tight the mind is? Sword cultivation is the best at seeing the subtle knowledge, and if he loses half a move, he will lose the upper hand, and it will be extremely difficult to get it back, unless it is dragged into a war of attrition and fights for endurance.

But the Great Wall monks are born to fight barbarian demons, fight wild beasts, and even the phalanx is just a small fight in front of the Great Wall monks.

"To win this battle, you have to prepare something for me. Xiao Ningsu calmly said to Dong Xin and Zhang Yunhan.

A sword kung fu, in a moment, can be called the fastest round of this big competition, progressively, but half an hour, Lou Mobai got up again, and the indifferent pupils suddenly reflected the golden scorching Sanyang sword on Qi Jianping's waist.

"The Great Wall, Lou Mobai, right, wash the moon, Qi Jianping. ”

Everyone had just come back to their senses from Lou Mobai's defeat of Lu Feibai with a sword, and the shock of cutting off his sword, at first glance, when they heard that Senior Brother Xiyue was facing Lou Mobai, they all held their breath, and sat back to see whether Lou Mobai pressed Xiyue Sword Dao, or Qi Jianping saved the defeat of his junior brother.

"My sword, Sanyang. Qi Jianping said, Lou Mobai, who was dressed in frost, finally moved his bloodless lips slightly.

"My sword, full of snow. ”

After the ceremony, when the sword is drawn.

Qi Jianping took the lead in taking out the sword, taking the most secure horizontal sword, what kind of movement can be turned in an instant, not as good as Qi Jianping's eyes flashed, Lou Mobai disappeared in place out of thin air in an instant, Qi Jianping's mind was unknown, and the bottom of his hand was not slow, and he could block a sword stabbed by Tianling.

Too fast!

Qi Jianping retreated sharply, a one-foot-long scar on his chest suddenly appeared, and when the Sanyang Sword returned to defense, it touched the tip of the Manjiaxue sword, but the sword had already been issued, and it was useless to resist, and as soon as he fought, he suffered a big loss.

Lost the trace of Lou Mobai in his eyes again, Qi Jianping's cultivation is the sword pupil in the "Moon Washing Sword Sutra", under the confirmation of the two phases, it will help more, and under the full force, he still can't detect where Lou Mobai is, how can he just rely on intuition? If you can't capture where the opponent is in the whole process, it is equivalent to taking the initiative to give up the fighting method, only the skill of defense, without the slightest progress, this is not a defeat, or what?

Xiao Ningsu's black pupils suddenly turned into two bright red jade eyes, the red window jasper eyes opened, dozens of zhang away, looking at the overall situation, Xiao Ningsu tried his best to catch a frost qi that appeared from time to time, hidden in the clear aura, and peeping at the leopard in the tube, which was also amazing.

The fast sword naturally has to be fast, and the white sword of Lou Mo is unbelievably fast, and the body method must be the best among its peers. Xiao Ningsu stood still, opening the jasper eyes with all his strength, so that he could catch the traces without loosening, but in the fighting method, how could he have the spare strength to keep the pupil technique unchanged? It was bound to weaken at least fifty percent. Xiao Ningsu's purpose in practicing the Dao of the Pupil Technique was not to use it for kendo competition, but to investigate the illusion of evil demons, and he was confident that there were few comparable kendo of his peers, who would have thought that today he would be able to see the mountains outside the mountains, the heavens outside the sky, and it was so severe for a while.

Half a cup of tea kung fu, always unable to catch the traces of Lou Mobai, Qi Jianping was passively beaten, dozens of swords in a row had no respite, never really blocked a sword, if there are strong and weak, it can also prove that Qi Jianping has a chance to compete, the enlightened disciples can't see clearly, the real people on the viewing table are like watching the fire, all the scars on Qi Jianping's body, sword qi, depth, length and width, are exactly the same as the first sword from Lou Mobai.

Lou Mobai is only a sword!

The faces of the three kendo real people in Xiyue Peak were not good, Xiao Tan Zhenren looked at Qi Jianping, who was completely inferior in the field, and was angry and mourned his misfortune, where is Lou Mobai? Always behind him! Immersed in kendo for hundreds of years, no matter how much the juniors fight in the field, they are not far from the family, but when children fight, how have they ever seen a fist and a fist, and the other person is confused when he hammers the ground constantly?

What Xiao Tan Zhenren is worried about is not that Lou Mobai only has one sword, but that once Lou Mobai changes his sword style, how can Qi Jianping have a reason to resist?

In a word, in a quarter of an hour, Qi Jianping finally adapted to Lou Mobai's sword rules, and caught the opponent's trace for the first time, and then he was shocked, Lou Mobai was seven feet behind him, and suddenly turned around, and Manjiaxue pointed out a red mole in the center of his eyebrows.

Moment.

Defeat the second person of the Moon Peak, a sword, defeat the first sword of the Moon Peak, one moment.

Qi Jianping lost cleanly and thoroughly.

Witnessing Lou Mobai's end, Qi Jian looked at Xiao Ningsu with a complicated complexion, the Second Heavenly Sword Dao was defeated from below, if Xiao Ningsu was still defeated, it would be the annihilation of the whole army.

Qi Jianping is not the only one who has this thought, feeling the many projected eyes, Xiao Ningsu is calm on his face, but in fact, he smiles bitterly in his heart, in exchange for her playing at the moment, Lou Mobai's extremely fast one, two, and three swords can be blocked, and she can have the spare strength to counterattack one or two, untie Huan Chensui, and take a lose-lose situation, maybe she can force Lou Mobai to show his traces.

But none of this makes any sense.

She is much slower, and only the sword of "Picking Stars", which has reached the pinnacle of cultivation, can still be compared. Xiao Ningsu only has one sword and is beautiful, and Lou Mo's white sword is like this, how to fight, how to win?

At the end of the big competition one day, Qi Jianping came over, clasped his fists and saluted, and said sincerely: "The second heaven sword is all tied to the shoulders of the senior sister, and I only hope that the senior sister will do her best to prevent the sword leader from falling on the head of outsiders." ”

Taihua is Taihua after all, the Great Wall is the Great Wall after all, Jing Wei is clear, Xiao Ning is the leader of the women's kendo of the two heavens, because she is a disciple of the Qingsang Palace, washing the moon and convincing, for a hundred years, Taihua Dabi, or a foreign monk won the championship, but the kendo has never been defeated, this time he lost, he laughed and was generous, and even the younger brothers and sisters had to laugh at him.

Xiao Ning Sufeng's eyes blinked slightly, and a soft True Yuan held up Qi Jianping, and said softly: "I will do my best, wash the Moon Peak, and also help me." ”

Qi Jianping didn't react for a while, above the Xuanwu Pier, what can Xiyue Peak help? ”

"What do I want to do with the classic sword book, do you want to sharpen the gun in battle?" Xiao Ningsu smiled casually, patted Qi Jianping's shoulder, the two of them were the same height, not abrupt, and said: "I want one thing is enough." ”

The next day, the disciples of the two heavens all looked at Xiao Ningsu, the leader of women's swordsmanship, she was still quiet and quiet, carrying a green sandalwood sword box. There was no one in Fang Yuan, Lou Mobai, and he was also looking at Xiao Ningsu.

It seems that even the real person and the true monarch have felt the strong atmosphere here, the sun rises, and in the first scene, the deacon announces his name.

"Qingsang Xiao Ningsu, indifferent to the Great Wall Tower!"

Xiao Ning carried the sword box, climbed the stairs, and never saluted with others, Lou Mobai, who finally carried the peer salute and the sword cultivation salute, and said.

"My sword, full of snow. ”

Xiao Ning paused, looked around at the disciples of the six halls, and said loudly: "My sword, King Su." ”

Qingsang washes the moon, Hagiba Jiayu, and the nectar is inadequate.

There are 30,000 disciples, and there is not one who does not wear a sword.

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