The disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, who had walked in Qinghe City, were reporting to the head of the sect about what happened after going down the mountain, headed by the person surnamed Yu. Tongweizi Daoist was settled in a guest room early, and at this time, there were only Qingcheng disciples in the sect hall, and there were no outsiders.

Regarding the various situations of copying and killing Liu Yuzi, seizing the sword box and marrying each other, and going up the mountain with them afterwards, the surname Yu is a big talk. The head of the house heard that it was about the immortal characters, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

At this moment, the Qingcheng Sword Sect and others all heard a shout like rolling thunder in the air: "I am a Duxiu real person, alias Haotian Patriarch, and I want to teach and teach the Fa here." If you wait for the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect to practice with me as you wish, you can receive the magical skills of the Immortal Family. ”

When the people heard this, they were shocked until their ears rang in unison, and they sat unsteadily, and they saw that the roof of the house also shook from the "da-da", and swept down the dust accumulated for many years, and for a time many of the unlucky people were fascinated, and they even choked their lungs and coughed up tears.

After saying these words three times, the head of the Qingcheng Sword Sect came back first, raised his hand and waved his hand to signal the disciples to follow, and then immediately rushed towards the outside with a light body and fast kung fu. When everyone walked out of the portal, they saw a red lotus in the sky that looked like a flame releasing a scorching light, and on top of it sat a golden-robed young man with a solemn expression, and there were four layers of black light behind his head that radiated immeasurably black mangs like the sun.

When the surnamed Yu saw it, he hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the master's shirt, and said in his ear: "This person is the immortal young man I said...... But I didn't expect him to come to steal our territory!"

The head of the sect waved his hand and pushed the surnamed Yu away, while shouting loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about! Duxiu Zhenren is a Daoist immortal master, how can he compete with mortal mortals?" Turning his head, he bowed respectfully to the copyist who was sitting on the empty lotus platform, and said: "Ren Gusong, the contemporary head of the Xiaqingcheng Sword Sect, has seen Duxiu Zhenren. But I don't know what sect the real person wants to establish this time, and what kind of spell he wants to pass on?"

Wen Copying was crawling in the society in his previous life, and he still had a set of ways to figure out people's hearts, although he squinted his eyes and pretended to be solemn, he secretly saw that Ren Gusong thoroughly, and immediately commented in his heart: "The door of the immortal family is in front of him, but this person is blinded by some secular authority." Listening to the meaning of his words, after I told me about my own sect and method, he still had to find an excuse to squeeze me out? ”

Suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes locked on the body of Ren Gusong, and Wen Jian said in a deep voice: "The teaching is the Immortal Orthodox Religion, and the law is the secret method of killing!" As soon as he said that, Wen Jian slashed his hand from afar to the Qingcheng Sword Sect courtyard in the middle of the inscription Xu Gao, and the people below saw a black light flash, and the bluestone was split into two and fell to both sides.

The Qingcheng Sword Sect can also be regarded as a martial arts faction, and if Ren Gusong can sit in the position of the head, he is naturally also a ghost spirit. When he saw the copying action, he knew that this immortal young man was not easy to deceive, and if he calculated again, he was afraid that he would put his own life into it; and then he saw that the expressions of all the disciples of his own sect were all surprised and admired, and he knew that the hearts of the people had returned to each other.

After making up his mind, he thought about it for a moment and said, "True person Dafa, I am willing to lead all the disciples to worship real people, in order to listen to the teachings day and night. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that a few anxious disciples of this sect had already knelt down in the direction of Wen Copying Lotus Terrace, his ears twitched, he gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't hold back, and said again: "I heard from the elders that there was also an immortal dojo on Qingcheng Mountain, but they each used immortal spells to cover up their traces, so that people could not find them. The real person is teaching this time, but do you want to invite the people in the immortal stream to watch the ceremony?"

Wen Shu heard that he was using other Qi Refining Sects to exert pressure, and immediately snorted heavily. The seal on his hand changed, and the two treasures of light on the back of his head fell to the ground, turning into two black god kings, but they were Rahu and Jidu.

Not looking at the group of Qingcheng disciples who were frightened by the strange appearance of the Black God King, he only pointed to Ren Gusong, who stood firm with the fear in his heart, and said: "You villain, it's just that you are greedy for power and don't know how to improve, but you still have to delay the future of the Qingcheng disciples behind you." I don't ask who gave you the courage to make you dare to speak out against me repeatedly, but I just asked the Dharma Protector to take you to the Yellow Spring for a while, so that you would know what would happen to you. ”

When Ren Gusong heard this, his face immediately turned like paper, and his body shook. Wen Dian did not spare him, and called the two demon gods: "Send him away." As soon as the words were settled, everyone saw that the two black gods each held one of Ren Gusong's arms, and cast a spell and flew out far away.

A cadre of people and other people are the head of the house who offended Duxiu Zhenren and was sent to Huangquan Difu for reincarnation, but he didn't know that the two demon gods hid behind a cloud and ate the lone pine, but the soul was copied by the text.

Just about to ask the Qingcheng disciples again, Wen Jian saw that Tong Weizi slowly walked out of a guest room, first made a bow to his own house, and then said: "As early as when the real person was on the way with everyone, I knew that the real person's mana was much higher than the old way; The real person hid it from me so hard. ”

The top priority of the copyist is to improve his own qi refining and cultivation, and naturally he doesn't want to delay too much work in dealing with the trivial matters of the dojo, so he has already calculated the trivino. At this time, when he saw him appear to speak, he said to his liking: "You and I don't think cultivation is about friendship, why should the Taoist say this." I had asked the Taoist to teach me martial arts in the world, but I knew that the skills of the Daoist were exquisite, and now I want to accept a group of Qingcheng disciples to set up a sect, and it just so happens that they are all from martial arts figures, so I want to ask the Taoist to stay here as an elder to pass on the immortal flow exercises I have sorted out in the future to the disciples according to their aptitude, what do you think?"

Tong Weizi was already distressed by the fact that his family could not inherit the immortal flow Dao system, and a few days ago, on the way to Qingcheng, he was already overjoyed to get a few tricks of the sword method, and he had already made up his mind to intersect with this red-robed young man;

Now that he has been invited to be an elder in the new sect, he knows that he will not lack exercises for him, and he is even more overjoyed at the moment: "Thanks to the real person, give me a place to support my scattered cultivation and wild path, and the old Taoist dare not obey his fate?"

At this time, among the disciples of Qingcheng, a spiritual figure knelt down to Wen Copy, and exclaimed: "The disciple is willing to practice with the real person." "Xuan bowed to Tong Weizi again," the disciple has seen the Elder Chuangong. ”

With the one taking the lead, the rest of the people knelt down one after another, and the words in their mouths were still the same, and there was nothing new. Wen Jian didn't intend to regard these people as confidant disciples, but he didn't bother to find faults, and only ordered: "What I want to pass on is the Immortal Flow Qi Refining Technique and the Imperial Sword Technique, which is a superior method that is rare to see in the world." The newly established sect was called the Akagi Sword School. Those who are willing to enter my door will stand on the left, and those who are not willing to be my disciples will pick up and go down the mountain. ”