The moon is bright in the sky, and the stars are vast.

Minshan is full of water, the breeze blows, the waves are sparkling, the water and the moon are corresponding, the mountain breeze is combined, and the heaven and earth are more empty and quiet.

In the middle of the landscape, there is a flat boat floating on it, and an old man wearing a hat and a cloak is fishing alone, with a white beard swaying, looking leisurely and complacent.

Although the boat is small, it also has all kinds of organs, including a series, a stove, a pot, a table and a chair, and the wine is warm in the pot, and the wine is fragrant, and there is a wine cup on the table, and the wine is clear.

Everything seems to be preparing for the guests who have not yet arrived.

"Boom la la ......"

The stream swayed, and a golden scale was pulled out by the fishing line, and it crossed a graceful arc in mid-air, falling into the basket beside the fisherman.

"Another one!"

The fisherman smiled lightly, his face was old, but his voice was strong and powerful, and on his wrinkled cheeks under the hat was placed on a pair of innocent eyes full of curiosity about the world.

The raindrops thrown out by the dehydration of the golden scales sprinkled on the flat boat, and immediately turned into mixed water droplets, which were gently twisted by the old man and thrown into the water with a smile.

"Uncle, do you know Minshan Fulu Villa?"

A soothing voice came from the shore, and it was a young woman in a white robe and carrying a club.

The woman is mediocre in appearance, with a thin figure, and her hair is casually tied behind her head by a blue ribbon, which makes her look unremarkable.

It's just that this place is in a sacred mountain, the terrain is complex, and there are fierce beasts from time to time, but this woman is clean and clean, but it looks a little extraordinary.

The fisherman turned around and stared at each other, his heart was already a dark embankment.

With his cultivation, he was silently approached, and the strength of the person who came must be extremely terrifying, but among the people he was waiting for, there seemed to be no such woman?

Isn't she?

Thinking of this, his heart became more and more vigilant.

"Where is the girl, why did you go to Fulu Villa?"

"Zhuge Qing'er of the Lower Sword Sect was invited to come. ”

The woman on the opposite side bowed and replied.

"Sword Sect?"

The fisherman's brow furrowed, flipping through the familiar and unfamiliar name in his mind.

"Sword Sect!"

"Are you the only one left in the Sword Sect?"

The fisherman in the later stage of Daoji was only more than three hundred years old, and since he was born, the cultivation world had long since he lost the news of the Sword Sect.

After achieving the Daoji, the communication began to be extensive, and the knowledge increased, and I learned that the number one sect in the world five hundred years ago.

"Exactly!"

Zhuge Qing'er's expression was indifferent, and her face was neither happy nor angry.

"Forgive the seniors, but the juniors are rude. ”

But the fisherman knew that his words were inappropriate, so he hurriedly apologized and called himself a junior.

Although it is said that the cultivation of the only remaining sect master of the Sword Sect is not very high, it is also relatively speaking, at least, this is the existence of the Jindan, otherwise he would not have lived for so many years.

"Do you know the location of Fulu Villa?"

Zhuge Qing'er spoke again.

"The younger generation knows, and this leads the way for the seniors. ”

The fisherman lowered his head, flicked the fishing rod, and the boat moved with it, turning into a hazy clear light, dragging the fisherman straight into the air.

"Senior, please come with me. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhuge Qing'er nodded her head, walked a little, and turned into a white light and followed closely.

Under the bright moon, the clear light and the white mangs shuttle between the mountains, and after half a ring, they stop at a mountain peak and rotate around it.

"Fisherman, but another guest is coming?"

There were people in the mountains who had seen the light that was gradually approaching, the clear light was undulating, the phantom dissipated, and a beautifully shaped pavilion house was revealed.

A middle-aged man staggered into the air and greeted him.

This person was dressed in a gray robe, with a wooden hairpin inserted in his sideburns at random, and his appearance was upright, but his eyes were indifferent, and there was a sense of depression and decadence on his body, which made him look a little down.

Seeing this person, Zhuge Qing'er's eyes narrowed slightly, although this person looked inconspicuous, but his breath was always in sync with heaven and earth, he was actually a Jindan monk, and he was also a medium-grade Jindan!

And the fierce sword intent in the other party's body gave her a sense of familiarity.

It's a sword cultivator!

And when the other party saw Zhuge Qing'er, his heart was also tight, his eyes shrunk, and his heart was dark: 'Master!'

"Senior Zhang, you have admired this for a long time. ”

The fisherman laughed and walked towards Zhuge Qing'er.

"This is the Sect Master of the Contemporary Sword Sect, Zhuge Senior!"

"Oh!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the monk surnamed Zhang lit up, and the decadent intent on his body was swept away, and the sharp sword intent shook the sky.

"It turned out to be the sect master of the Sword Sect in person, and he looked up for a long time!

Zhang Daoyou's sword aura is amazing, and he admires it, but I don't know that Xu Yue of the Infinite Sect was invited to come and come to help. “

Zhuge Qing'er swept the other party's sword intent and arched her hand insincerely.

She could see that the other party wanted to compare with herself, but she herself was not interested, she had always been not good at martial arts, only good at fighting.

"Help?"

Zhang Wu raised his brows and frowned, and the sword intent on his body was slightly restrained.

"Could it be that Sect Master Zhuge also thinks that good and evil are not mutually exclusive?"

"This ...... , isn't it?"

Zhuge Qing'er blinked.

"It seems that Sect Master Zhuge doesn't know about the evil path monks. “

Seeing that Zhuge Qing'er didn't seem to be a fake, Zhang Wuyang nodded slightly, and led back with one hand.

"Please come with me, there will be a slight inconvenience later, the sect master doesn't have to worry, this is a normal procedure. ”

Although the other party said that he was the sect master of the Sword Sect, it was true or false, and it was still necessary to distinguish between it and it, and it was impossible for others to believe what you said.

Zhang Daoyou seems to have a different view on the battle between good and evil. ”

Zhuge Qing'er followed behind the other party and slowly fell down.

"The sect master doesn't know that this time the theory of good and evil is not necessarily to kill the other party, but under the mediation of the seniors, the two parties sit down and talk calmly. ”

Zhang Wuyang pursed his lips.

"You don't know that the reason for this is that we don't have a righteous path. ”

"But as far as I know, most of the evil monks are cruel by nature, and the evil methods they practice are even more inhumane!"

"The sect master also said, Dadu, that is, there is still a part of it that is not. ”

Zhang Wuyang raised his eyebrows.

"You must know that there are only a few people in the world who can worship into the famous sects, and many monks have no inheritance at all, and many of these people are crowned as evil monks. ”

"When the demon calamity comes, at this time, the battle between good and evil will start again, and it will cost each other a lot of strength, which is very unwise. ”

"Is this the idea of Daoyou alone? Or is it all like this?"

Zhuge Qing'er recalled what Xu Yue said when he invited him, and felt that the Infinite Sect should have no intention of reconciling with the evil way.

"It's my personal opinion. ”

Zhang Wuyang said bluntly.

"However, there are many monks who share my thoughts. Even, even the cult monks, there are many who come with good intentions. ”

"Really?"

Zhuge Qing'er raised her eyebrows.

"I don't think so. ”

"How so?"

"If it's really as Daoyou said, then who is this murderous person?"

Zhuge Qing'er stretched out one hand and pointed to a black-clothed man standing in front of the window bar not far in front of him.

"Who is the sect master talking about?"

Zhang Wuyang looked in the direction of Qing'er's finger, but his face was confused.

"Oh, it turns out that you can't see it. ”

Nodding slightly, his outstretched fingers gently snapped towards the void.

"Bang ......"

Something seemed to shatter in the distance, and a pitch-black figure pierced through it, and with one hand, hundreds of turquoise rays of light were already shining in all directions.

"One-armed monster Han Cang!"

Seeing this person appear out of thin air, Zhang Wuyang's heart jumped, and he was already angry and spoke.

"Hugh is going to hurt people!"

"Zheng!"

The sword light exploded!