The house of Lanruo Temple has been cleaned out by Ning Caichen, and a bonfire has also been lit, just because the branches found are a little damp, so there is a thick smoke rising, and the fire "crackles" from time to time, Ning Caichen approached the fire to keep warm, but he looked at the Qingtian swordsman with almost worship. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although Ning Caichen is also full of poetry and books, he is a talent, but when he is in front of this Qingtian swordsman, he can't afford to compare, and it is really the difference between pearl and jade.

is only a weak crown, but he can use a sword to run rampant in several mansions, kill corrupt officials, remove bullies, and make the people clap their hands and applaud wherever they pass.

Partial and jade tree in the wind, fluttering style, this time with the house and Yan Chixia sat opposite each other to talk, quoted scriptures, export into a chapter.

Such a young chivalrous man who is both civil and military can be described as a dragon and phoenix among people, and there are really not many people in the world who can compare with him.

"Why did the young man come to this Lanruo Temple?" Yan Chixia saw that it was getting late, and the demons and monsters of Lanruo Temple were bound to attack him, although Bao Wenzheng was excellent in martial arts, but self-protection was still worrying, so she rose to dissuade her.

Bao Wenzheng got up and walked to the window, stood with his hands and sighed and said: "The world is dangerous, people's hearts are evil, and there are endless dog officials!"

"If you stay in the inn, the dogs of the court will chase you, and it will inevitably hurt the pond fish, so I heard that this Lanruo Temple is still clean, so this is here!"

Yan Chixia was even more respectful when she heard this, knowing that there were ghosts haunting Lanruo Temple, but in order not to harm the people, she still risked her life, and really lived up to the reputation of the Qingtian swordsman.

"Shaoxia, Yan knows that you are excellent in martial arts, but this Lanruo Temple is extremely dangerous, and it is not comparable to the Laiyang Ghost Mansion!" Yan Chixia didn't want Bao Wenzheng to be buried in Lanruo Temple, so she could only open her mouth and persuade politely: "It's not early, please go down the mountain early......"

Bao Wen was looking at Yan Chixia sideways, his expression was already cold, the frost under his feet was like ripples, the light cyan clothes were windless, and there were ice crystals faintly appearing on his side, and he said with a sneer: "Isn't it the spicy judge who wants to give some pointers?"

Stretching out his palm, the "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" leaning on the edge of the house flew over and held it in his hand, and the sharp sword aura was about to come out, with an angry look of the people in the rivers and lakes being underestimated.

Yan Chixia was bitter, knowing that this was a bit Meng Lang, this Qingtian swordsman dared to be the enemy of the court with a single sword, and the face of the people in the rivers and lakes was greater than the sky, but at the same time, she was a little annoyed, she was well-intentioned, but she was bluntly provoked.

Holding the broadsword in his hand with one palm, he said: "If you are lucky enough to win a move and a half, please leave Lanruo Temple quickly!"

Bao Wenzheng laughed loudly and said: "If you are not defeated, even the head will be taken by you, please!"

The door of the house was slammed open between the sleeves, and the toe was already flying out, and a vertical body was like a bird rising and falling, standing lightly on the outer building of the house, and the sheathed long sword pointed obliquely at the side, waiting for Yan Chixia to approach.

"Look at the move!"

Yan Chixia's broadsword was unsheathed, her body was like a boulder in the sky, and she fell towards Bao Wenzheng's chest.

"Seven Styles of the Flower God" is the result of several years of painstaking study by the Lord of the Moon Palace, which is a wonderful kung fu, and today's Bao Wenzheng comprehends the ten articles of the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" of Emei Xianmen, and it is even more than the Lord of the Moon Palace.

"Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" is not out of the sheath, standing on the tip of the prayer building is the Yuan Shen Yuezhi, and it seems to want to ride the wind to rise, with a light flick of one palm, the withered yellow and decaying fallen leaves on the ground suddenly rise, like an arrow towards Yan Chixia's head and face.

Yan Chixia has arrested countless Jiangyang thieves, but it is rare to see such exquisite martial arts, knowing that if it is purely a martial arts competition, it is not a hundred moves that can be distinguished, at this moment the sun is moving westward, only with Taoism and Buddhism to convince it, but also in time to leave Lanruo Temple.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law!"

Yan Chixia's body hovered like a dragon, and after breaking through the withered leaves in the sky with her broadsword, she put her broadsword on the ground, bit her index finger and drew a Taiji yin and yang fish with blood and her palm, and recited the spell with both palms.

The vast mana was boundless, pouring in from between heaven and earth towards Yan Chixia's body, and the surging air flow blew away the fallen leaves on the ground, and his palms were in the air towards Bao Wenzheng.

"Palm thunder" mixed with wind and fire, and the power of thunder, this is the supreme power of Taoism, if it is not through the blessing of the mana of "Qiankun borrowing the law", it is difficult for Yan Chixia to perform, at this moment it is like a thunderstorm, where the palms are shrouded, you will see the fire in the air, and the stone chips burst out.

Bao Wenzheng's body was several feet tall, tossing and turning in the air, and his left hand used "Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade" to pull away all the stone chips, and the sheathed long sword in his hand "hit, stab, grid, wash, pull", and pushed the larger stone away, but he also knew that Yan Chixia's subordinates were merciful, and his palms only fell on his side, otherwise this one would force out the Emei Xianmen "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex" to protect himself.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" quietly came out of the sheath, as light as cicada wings, and the crystal and soft brilliance was like moonlight, but it was extremely cold, and the treasure of the immortal family that could not be hidden in the Emei Sword Tomb was revealed for the first time in this Lanruo Temple.

"The falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying!"

"Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" is divided into seven handles, all of which are extremely light and thin, the crystal and soft brilliance lingers on the sword body, the stars are like a psychedelic hazy drizzle, a gloomy farewell and lovesickness, and this rapidly changing seven fairy swords, even more desolate and amazing.

"Carry love with a sword"!

"The falling flowers are independent, and the swifts are flying", as soon as this trick came out, the "five immortals" in front of Huangluan Mountain were moved, and they all sighed that it was a good material for sword cultivation, and it made the Wednesday Yang of Qingcheng Xianmen move his murderous intentions.

In the past, in the eyes of the "Five Immortals", this move only saw that Bao Wenzheng had the qualification of sword cultivation, and it was not very powerful, but now in Yan Chixia's eyes, he no longer dared to underestimate it.

There is no other reason, after Bao Wenzheng comprehended the ten chapters of Emei Xianmen's "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex", the power is naturally not the same.

"Prajnaparami!"

Yan Chixia saw that this long sword immortal aura was lingering, and she knew that it was a treasure, and the sword intent of sword cultivation was about to come out, and it was like facing a great enemy.

The broadsword in the right hand lingers with the bright yellow Buddha light, and the Taoist magic power "palm thunder" in the left palm, the burly body is more heroic, and the end is majestic.

Bao Wenzheng can't perform the two major exercises of Emei Xianmen, "Nine Steps to the Sky" and "Splitting the Sky Sword Codex", purely with "Ming Yugong" and "Seven Styles of the Flower God", it is naturally not Yan Chixia's opponent, this "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" only relies on the sword intent of his own body, like a rootless duckweed, every time it collides with the broadsword Buddha light, the sword body trembles lightly, and the crystal soft "moonlight" is getting darker and darker.

Yan Chixia was also more and more stunned, unexpectedly, this Qingtian swordsman not only comprehended the "sword to carry love", with exquisite secular martial arts to make the immortal treasure, even his own family had to deal with it carefully, but his heart was full of joy.

"Stop!" Yan Chixia let out a long roar, raising her skill to the extreme, shaking the ever-changing sword light away, and then stopped the truce.

Bao Wenzheng's body was like a lightning strike, he took a few steps back one after another, and with a sword as a guide, the six long swords were summarized in the scabbard.

"In terms of martial arts alone, Yan is not an opponent!" Yan Chixia stepped forward, clenched her fists and said loudly: "Yan has a reluctant request, and I also ask Brother Tai to help me!"

Yan Chixia didn't wait for Bao Wenzheng to speak, so she preemptively said: "This Lanruo Temple has a thousand-year-old tree demon, with high mana, and it has become the climate, and it is even more driven to drive lonely souls and wild ghosts to harm people's lives......"

Bao Wen's face was solemn, and he clasped his fists and said loudly: "Since it is to kill demons and eliminate demons, even if you die, you should move forward!"

Yan Chixia is a hot hand judge who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, although his temperament is bold but coarse and fine, he knows that tonight and the thousand-year-old tree demon fight, the victory or defeat is still unknown, if you can add a help, you will have more certainty, so you will use words to grasp this Qingtian swordsman.

Bao Wenzheng saw that this Yan Chixia was condescending, and he didn't care, and said that he should help, but it was just because of Chun Thirty Niang and Mei Jiangxue, this thousand-year-old tree demon has been entrenched in Lanruo Temple for many years, and there are lonely ghosts and wild ghosts for it to drive, even how careful you are will eventually show your feet, but it is better to "black under the lamp", so you and Yan Chixia will wait and see the changes.

That is, the truce was stopped, Bao Wenzheng and Yan Chixia went back to the house, Ning Caichen saw that these two masters were reconciled, and they would face the demons and monsters of Lanruo Temple tonight.

In a few words, tonight's plan and plan were revealed, which was nothing more than using Ning Caichen as bait to prompt the glamorous ghosts of Nalan Ruo Temple to come and enchant them, and take advantage of the situation to follow and annihilate the thousand-year-old tree demon in one fell swoop.

In order to prevent the fighting method, you can't be distracted and take into account Ning Caichen's life and death, so you will be protected by the Qingtian swordsman, if you have spare strength, you will besiege the thousand-year-old tree demon together, even if you can't kill it, you have to make its vitality hurt, and seal it here, which can protect the beauty of a hundred years and not harm the common people!

"Just according to what Brother Yan said!" Bao Wenzheng bowed his head, and then said: "While it's still early, I'll go here to check the terrain!"

After saying that, he got up and left with his sword, still extremely arrogant, living up to the rumors in the world, and liking to be a lonely swordsman in the sky.

Yan Chixia didn't care, and watched Bao Wenzheng go away with a smile, and then laughed in a low voice: "Brother Ning, it's very relieved to have this person to protect you tonight!"

Ning Caichen smiled and echoed, seeing that it was getting later and later, the encounter with Nie Xiaoqian in the lakeside pavilion last night clearly appeared in his heart.

The plain white Luo skirt is swaggering, the delicate body is pitiful, the sorrowful grace is heartbreaking, the eyebrows are slender like spring daisies, the sadness in the eyes seems to be praying for care, the three-foot green silk and the cheeks linger, the cold and charming style, really makes Ning Caichen obsessed.

Even, knowing that Nie Xiaoqian was a ghost, she still felt pity and love......

Outside the house of Lanruo Temple, Bao Wenzheng was observing the terrain with light skills, seemingly careful and serious, but in fact, more thoughts were also placed on the conversation with Chun Thirty Niang.

"Although you have a bearded double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, you are definitely not the opponent of the Dryad, you might as well sweep forward and see the right time, I can kill him!" Chun Thirty Niang's tone became cold again, and then asked suspiciously: "Qingtian Swordsman?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"While fighting chivalrous righteousness in the world, and devoting himself to Lu Sanniang's disciples, but he has feelings for Mei Jiangxue?"

"If Qingping Sword Immortal Lu Sanniang finds out, she will definitely not spare you?"

A smile appeared on Bao Wen's cheeks, and he sighed and said, "Isn't there still you?

Chun Sanniang was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "As long as you get rid of the tree demon today, you will go back to Baimang Mountain with me, and no matter how domineering Lu Sanniang's "Nanming Lihuo" is, I don't dare to come to Baimang Mountain to spread wildness!"

"I have countless heavenly and earthly treasures in Baimang Mountain, for you to practice the exercises of Emei Immortal Gate......"

"That's good, you wouldn't have any other intentions, would you?" asked Bao Wenzheng, pretending to be surprised.

"Shut up! From now on, I will do everything I can to restrain my demonic energy, even if you die in the hands of those lonely souls and wild ghosts, I won't make a move!" Chun Thirty Niang angrily reprimanded: "When is it, are you still laughing!"

Although the tone was cold and indifferent, there was a little more shame in that tone!

The last afterglow of the sunset fell, the waning moon on the horizon was glowing with a cold brilliance, quietly hanging with the treetops, the cold wind came, the forest and grass of Lanruo Temple were shaking, and the "bang" sounded, the withered yellow and decaying fallen leaves swirled and flew into the distance, as if there was an invisible ghost acting arbitrarily.

The two slender figures from far to near, are the same resentment, sad, the wind blows the green silk, the clothes are fluttering, and the heart-warming eyes are haunting the murderous machine, and especially the woman in purple is the most, and in the cold, in the charm, there is a bit of delicate and refined atmosphere.

The most powerful female ghost under the tree demon grandma of Lanruo Temple, Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing joined forces......