Qingchen was dressed in an ordinary cyan robe, his gray hair was tied into a bun, and he was simply tied up with a hosta, if it weren't for the here and now, he would be more like a shabby wandering Daoist.

Xiao Xuan took a step forward without fear and said calmly: "Qingchen Dazhen is here, I have been waiting for a long time. ”

Originally, the people who were uneasy when they saw Qingchen felt a little relieved after hearing this, since His Majesty dared to say this, then he thought that he had already prepared for it, and he didn't have to worry too much.

Qingchen said flatly: "Before Jiazi, Poor Dao traveled in the grassland, and had a relationship with Lin Yinping and Xiao Yuyi, fifty years ago, Poor Dao saw Xiao Yu again in Taiqing Palace in Qizhou, and today, Poor Dao saw Xiao Yu's son again, the first two meetings, the former is a good fate, the latter is a bad fate, but I don't know this time, what fate do you want to have with Poor Dao?"

Xiao Xuan was noncommittal.

The Metropolitan Governor Wei Ban took a step forward, the armor around his body rattled, and white veins gradually appeared on the armor, just forming a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat.

He stood in front of His Majesty the Emperor and held down the long knife at his waist.

This knife was originally one of the forty-eight divine swords of Confucianism, and then fell into the hands of Qin Quan, the king of the Great Zheng Jin Dynasty of the previous dynasty, and was changed to a sword.

The Bodhisattva was three inches out of the sheath.

The wind is surging and the snow is swaying.

Although Wei Ban is injured, he is still a martial arts immortal that should not be underestimated, looking at the entire temple, second only to Zhao Qing, and unlike Zhao Qing's Wufang Emperor Fist who wants to use the luck of the Son of Heaven, Wei Ban's martial arts cultivation is all from the battlefield conquest, and the foundation is the most solid.

Qingchen didn't care, his expression was indifferent.

This time, the Tianji list was re-ranked, and Qingchen overpowered Yan Beiyue and Murong Xuanyin, ranking second, second only to Qiuye on the eighteenth floor, which is not unreasonable.

Long before Jiazi, Qingchen had already practiced into three corpse clones, although it was different from the one qi and three clears in the Three Clearings, it was still one of the best ascension avenues in the Daomen, and not long ago, he got the Buddha Bodhi left by Emperor Xiao, and his realm cultivation was one step further, and he was only half a step away from the ascension of the Dao.

"People have three corpses, corpses have three insects, so it is said that three corpses and nine insects, cut three corpses, can prove the immortal way, but this method is difficult to cultivate, almost lost, even if you look at the Taoist door for thousands of years, there are few people who practice. Lan Yu waved his hand, laid down a blue law curtain, protected His Majesty the Emperor, and said: "It is said that the ghost king of the Ghost King's Palace fifty years ago also practiced this method, but as early as the first battle of the East Lake Courtyard, the ghost king had already died, so only Qingchen was left in the world today to behead three corpses. ”

Qingchen's voice was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the altar of the mound, "One gas and three clear, the secret method that the Taoist door does not transmit, and the people who are not in charge of the sect cannot practice, which is subtle, the language is unknown, most of the people in the world know it but do not know why, even if it is a poor road, you can't get a glimpse of the whole picture." Back then, the poor Dao and Zichen failed to compete for the position of the master, left the Daomen and traveled all over the world, occasionally entered the cave of a certain ancestor, and got a side door Taoist book. ”

As he spoke, Qingchen patted his left and right shoulders and the top of his head.

A young man walked out of thin air on the right behind Qingchen, with a grim expression, dressed in a stone blue regular suit and carrying a long sword.

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Then another middle-aged Taoist floated out from Qingchen's left hand side, with a serious and old-fashioned face, dressed in a black peak master robe, and holding a Bodhi seed in his hand.

Finally, an elderly Taoist appeared above Qingchen's head, with an indifferent expression, holding a whisk in his hand, and his clothes were actually purple palm clothes.

The three of them all have the same appearance as Qingchen, but their demeanor is different, their dresses are different, plus Qingchen's own deity, there are four people in total, and the scene is treacherous.

The four Qingchen are the four earth immortals.

Lan Yu took a step forward, and two swimming fish, one black and one white, swam slowly around him.

When the Taiqing Palace changed, Qingchen attacked and killed Emperor Xiao with this method, so Lan Yu had heard the first emperor tell in detail about Qingchen's method of beheading three corpses many years ago, the so-called three corpses are good thoughts, evil thoughts, and obsessions, and beheading three corpses is to cut out three incarnations outside the body with great perseverance and great magical powers, corresponding to their own good thoughts, evil years and obsessions.

The young are kind to Qingchen, and all the things in their youth are in it. Those who are in the middle of the age are Qingchen evil thoughts, and the murderous intentions before and after the disaster Xiao Wall are all included. The oldest person is obsessed with Qingchen, and the reason why Qingchen rebelled out was because of the word "teaching".

As long as the three corpses are killed, you can get the certificate of immortality, although the current Qingchen has not soared, but it is only one opportunity away from the first certificate of immortality, so Lan Yu will rank Qingchen in the second position, second only to the autumn leaves that are about to ascend.

Qingchen's almost invincible momentum was like an unattainable mountain, weighing heavily on Lan Yu's heart.

Qingchen strode and said calmly: "Lan Yu, do you want to block the poor road? It's almost the same as Fu Chen." ”

Lan Yu smiled and said, "The ancestor is deceased, how can the Qingchen Great True Man say this." ”

Qingchen didn't speak again, just stretched out a hand.

"Wei Ban asked. ”

Before Lan Yu could make a move, Wei Ban was already a little under his feet, and the whole person flew out of the mound altar, and the Bodhisattva on his waist was unsheathed, and he split the wind and snow with a knife, almost eclipsing the heavens and the earth.

Qingchen stood in place and did not move, Shannian Qingchen swept forward, and the long sword behind his back came out of its sheath, bringing out a green sword light.

The sword light is not inferior to the sword light in any way.

The two collided violently, and there was no winner or loser.

Wei Ban shouted, "Come again!"

There was a continuous thunder explosion in the sky, and the surging sword qi tore through the sky with a single line of momentum.

This is a knife realized by Murong Yan, the father of Wanyan Beiyue and Murong Xuanyin, looking at the water of the Qinghe River, every flood season, the water of the Qinghe River is mighty and unstoppable, such as a big water leaking Kunlun, and the sword thirteen and sword twenty-nine of the Sword Sect have the same effect.

Wei Ban's second knife poured like a great river and flowed into the sea in the east.

A knife sweeps.

Shannian Qingchen stretched out his hand to hold the long sword, still greeting him with a sword.

And he did block it.

But that's only half a knife.

One go and one return is a knife.

The original indomitable sword momentum suddenly stopped, and then suddenly retreated.

The water of the green river comes up from the sky! it flows to the sea and back.

The second half of the knife is where the real mystery lies.

The surging sword qi instantly filled the radius of a hundred zhang, engulfing the good thoughts and green dust.

Evil thoughts Qingchen waved his sleeves, so that the sword qi could not get close to the remaining three Qingchen.

After a while, the sword qi dissipated, and Shannian Qingchen reappeared in shape, and his body was slightly illusory.

Wei Ban didn't stop there, holding the knife in both hands, the whole person jumped high and slashed out his third knife.

If the second knife is Murong Yan's perception of Qinghe, then the third knife is Wei Ban's Heavenly Knife with Murong Yan's Heavenly Knife as the embryo, and it integrates his perception of leading the army to destroy the city for many years, so that there is this third knife.

Since the death of his uncle Wei Chi, Wei Ban joined the Northwest Army alone, fighting on the battlefield again and again, fighting bloody battles again and again, and dying again and again, and finally stepped from a miscellaneous lieutenant to the position of today's governor.

A knife like a river is not enough, and another knife will destroy the city!

This knife is almost comparable to Shangguan Xianchen's sword thirty, just like the national hand everyone splashing ink on rice paper, the blade is freehand like a pen blade, using the canopy as paper, sprinkling a big arc.